#and then under that is icecream?

[sluckythewizard]

adventures from a rly fun magma i got to relaxe in today

[okaratauri]

some SUPER old art I found while deleting photos, enjoy the cringefest

[blargberries]

i owe you my life for the surfer geto + lifeguard gojo au. thank you. i am living in this au with you. we are living there together.

yessss anon 💛💛💛 come with me on this journey. nothing bad ever happens and its all on a beach 💛

im already thinking of shoko on first aid 🙈 idk if i’ll add this to the page but here u go

[istherewifiinhell]

before i die im gonna eat some ice cream. well wait thats just a generally true statement but im refering inspecific; before these vaxs hit me like a truuuuuck

picture: said ice cream

[ID: Blue bowl of ice cream with chocolate and strawberry syrup and lots of chocolate sprinkles. END]

[undericecream]

wow, more colors!

chapter 2 part 2

[littleghostie]

222/365

[garlicrrow]

what flavor did he drop

[angelhummel]

Some unpopular opinions…please don’t block me.

- Sam was a terrible boyfriend to Mercedes, especially in S5B. They had chemistry but I wish he learned to treat her right and it stuck.

- Sam is praised for the bare minimum which puts me off him.

- Finn, Quinn, and Brittany have nice voices.

- I like Tartie more than Tike since we saw more of them and got to know their characters better. They’re one of my favourite endgame couples.

- S1 Finn was the best Finn. S4 Finn called a child a slur and beat up Brody, which soured him for me there. S1 Finn was horrible for calling Kurt a slur but I genuinely think he wanted to make amends and educate himself (until the next Slur Sunday comes around… 🙄)

- Carole deserves as much praise as Burt.

- Previously Unaired Christmas is the best episode in the entire show.

omg i started typing a response to this and i thought i saved it as a draft but i deleted it 💀 rip to me

+ Agree. Honestly I blame most of that on Sam's character assassination. Likeee he was chill and well meaning at first and then they kept bouncing him between Finn 2.0 and a total bonehead (so Finn 2.0) and it was upsetting. It is hard for me to get into Samcedes fr in canon bc of how weird their relationship canonically is

+ Agree. But then again the bare minimum is more than half the guys on the show did lol sooo... Take what we can get ig. Also see the above point

+ Agree. They simply wouldn't be on the show if they didn't sound nice lol

+ Hmmm idk. I do kind of hold that opinion and I just think Kenna has great chemistry together. Plus we got to see fuck all of Mike and Tina. But idk both boys rub me the wrong way more often than not and Tina deserved better than both of them. I was thinking before like at least Artina had more of a friendship?? But also Artie's whole "actually Tina you're McKinley's biggest bitch" hoo boy it pissed me off. But also Mike pulled that whole "Rachel is one of a kind" like bro defend your girlfriend what the fuuuu

+ First of all "the next slur sunday" had me fucking screeching laksjflksjfldksfjlskdafsad. I have to say s1 Finn is the best bc there is still a hope that he will actually get better. But then he just like. Doesn't. So that's fun

+ Actually I think Carole deserves more praise than Burt bc she had to raise Finn so she started out at a disadvantage. But fr tho I wish we saw SO much more of her getting to interact with Kurt. Even as much as Burt interacting with Finn

+ Well bestie I certainly can't agree w it being the best of the whole show but it was lots of fun. When I did my ranking it was 67 so kind of lower middle but still higher than a ton of shit bc at least it was fun. Plus elf costumes <3 Plus Pezberry obvi

whew okay i got through them all! thankfully none of these were a blockable offense. you survive to see another day on this blog uwu

[angeltism]

aqua returns to his homeland (I am canoeing)

[rafesangelita]

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ gooning to your instagram page was a regular occurrence for stepbro!rafe, but getting caught? that’s something that didn’t happen everyday..

warnings: stepcest, reader is bit of a bimbo, male masturbation, rafe is super pervy and kinda icky in this lol, name calling, handjob, messy kissing, oral (f. receiving), praise, mutual pining (?), dirty talk, pussy slapping, overstimulation, unprotected sex, rafe is a loser so premature ejaculation, marking, cock warming, multiple orgasms, creampie

wc: 2.0k

“such a fucking slut, ‘posting shit like this.” rafe cursed under his breath, his phone in one hand and his cock in the other. jerking off to your slutty instagram account had become a part of his daily routine. he hated that you were so active on it, but then again, if it wasn’t for you, he wouldn’t have so many pictures and videos to keep him sane while he fantasized about fucking his bratty little stepsister. pathetically enough, rafe knew he had to keep his grimy hands off of you, and fuck, did it piss him off. to have something so close, yet so far out of his reach.

your story highlights alone was enough to hold him off for the next year, but your actual posts? he swore anyone who came across your page was in gooning heaven. he’d never admit it, but he once spent two entire hours jerking off to a video he had secretly took of you two having a ‘whoever could eat their cone the fastest’ contest, his cock raw and aching to be left alone by the time he decided to give it a rest. he was mesmerized, watching you lick and lap at the icecream, the sweet succulence dripping down your chin, and eventually your tits when you couldn’t keep it from melting.

his eyes screwed shut at the memory, the video currently playing on his phone not being any different. instead of icecream dribbling down your chin, it was whatever alcohol your best friend had just poured in your mouth, the excess liquor running down your neck and chest. you had squealed when you swallowed the burning substance, your tits bouncing as you jumped excitedly with your friends. rafe groaned at the sight. you couldn’t be that oblivious, right??? at some point you had to know what you were doing when you posted this for everyone to see?

your micro bikini top did nothing to support the weight of your tits, a nipple peeking out before you innocently tucked it back underneath the poor excuse of pink material. he clicked out of your story and immediately blew up the image of your recent post. you were on all fours, face down and ass up as your skin sparkled underneath the neon lights of the party you had went to earlier tonight. you looked like you were straight out of a playboy magazine. rafe groaned, his chest heaving as he teetered the edge of cumming all over himself.

he thought about manhandling you out of that bikini and fucking you stupid for wearing it out in the first place. he’s had to watch you whore yourself out for nearly a year already, his life becoming a living hell since the day you first moved in and introduced yourself with that stupid faux innocent look in your eyes. the mini skirts you never failed to bend down in front of him in, the tube tops that basically had your tits spilling out of them, fuck, there was so many things about you that made him horny out of his mind. “oh, shit!” rafe dropped his phone, his door opening just as his orgasm washed over him.

“what the f-fuck?!” he was trembling underneath the covers, his eyes widening as you quietly shut his door behind you. “what are you doing?” he whispered, fumbling around as his high still had his hips stuttering. you giggled, watching as his face morphed into one of full blown pleasure before he turned away from you. “i just wanted to check on you since i heard noises, that’s all..” you sat down on the edge of his bed, biting your lip as his back muscles rippled beneath his skin, your eyes moving to the phone next to him. “oh, well you couldn’t have picked a better time?” rafe scoffed.

you flipped the device over, gasping softly when you saw your instagram illuminating the screen. “hey, that’s me!” you laughed, taking his phone in your hand and holding it up to him before he lunged for the thing, taking you down with him. “rafe!” you yelped his hand coming up to clasp over your mouth. “shut the fuck up! you’re gonna get us in trouble, dummy!” he cursed, his face just centimeters away from your own. you swallowed thickly, nodding as he slowly moved his hand down. “why am i on your phone?” you asked, noticing the way his pupils blew wide at your question.

“what?” he faltered, watching as a smile formed on your lips. “oh my god—” the realization hit you when you looked down, his bulge prominent in his boxers. “were you touching yourself?” rafe’s eyebrows knitted together as he backed away, looking at you as if you had just insinuated the most offensive thing he’s ever heard. “a-are you serious? of course not—” you trailed your hand down, cupping him through the thin material, “it’s okay if you were.. i do it too.” rafe froze, inspecting your face for any kind of hint that you were joking. you weren’t.

“what the fuck are you talking about?” he said through gritted teeth. you peered up at him innocently, batting your eyelashes at him as he made no attempt to move away from you. “i touch myself and think about you, ray. all the time.” you whispered against his lips, placing a soft kiss there before letting your head fall back against his pillows. “i know it’s wrong, but i can’t help it..” this was rafe’s wet dream coming true. “whenever you walk around shirtless i just imagine riding your abs. you’re so strong, rafe, i think about you choking me with these arms.” you ran your nails up the skin of his forearm.

holy fuck.

rafe didn’t believe he could ever be this turned on in his life. “yeah?” he let himself relax, your fingers slipping underneath the waistband of his boxers as you gripped him at the base. you felt the sticky residue from his previous orgasm in your palm, a hum leaving your lips at the revelation. “did i make you cum already?” the man above you groaned. how you sounded so sweet asking the most dirtiest question was beyond him. “fuck— yes, you did,” he nodded, his mouth parting once you started stroking him, “may i pleaseee make you cum again?” rafe nodded frantically, his hips thrusting into your palm.

taking your lips in a searing kiss, rafe didn’t hold back from slipping his tongue in your mouth, the sensation making you moan as you two practically drooled over one another. he wasn’t gentle in the slightest, his teeth nipping your bottom lip when you ran your thumb over his throbbing tip. “oh, god,” he hissed, pulling away momentarily to inspect your outfit.. or lack thereof. you laid underneath him in nothing but a sheer night top, your g-string sitting perfectly between your puffy folds. “you look so fucking hot.” rafe breathed out, cupping your tits before rolling your nipples between his fingers.

you gasped, spreading your thighs so he could lay between them. “i need to taste you, please let me,” he pressed a sloppy kiss to your chin, both of your lips glossy with spit. you moaned, whimpering a ‘yes, please!’ as he snaked down your body. when he got to eye level with your soaking cunt, he teased you by slowly moving your sorry excuse of ‘panties’ aside before spreading you open. you shuddered, taking your bottom lip between your teeth as you waited for his next move. pinning your thighs to the tops of his shoulders, rafe kissed your sensitive bud before diving in.

immediately, your back arched off of his mattress when his tongue attacked your poor clit, the back of your hand muffling your scream as your thighs clamped around his head. you were squirming, nails digging into his skin for dear life as he ate you like a man starved. “if only you knew,” rafe spoke, “i’ve been losing sleep over this pussy, ‘been wanting to do this since day fucking one.” you cried out at his words. you’ve wanted him for yourself the second he helped you with your moving boxes, that smug smirk on his face drawing you in since the very beginning.

your hips unintentionally chased his mouth, his hands pinning you down in place. “feels so good!” you whined, propping yourself up on your elbows so you could watch him. the tip of his nose was glistening with your slick, his tongue poking your entrance as lapped away at your juices. he was so good at this, you felt jealousy pooling in your tummy for any other girls who might’ve seen this sight, and felt his skilled tongue. “you taste so fucking good, this is unreal.” he marveled, sucking your clit before rolling your sensitive bundle of nerves between his lips. you gasped sharply, a scream sitting on the tip of your tongue.

rafe continued like this until you attempted to move away from him again. grabbing a pillow from your side, you smothered your face with it as he pushed you over the edge, a high like never before washing over you in waves of pure ecstasy. rafe watched you shake and thrash underneath him, his pussy drunk gaze raking down your trembling form. you moaned, sobbed, and cried until all you could do was whimper in sensitivity. “no more,” you sighed, your body jolting as rafe flicked his tongue continuously over your clit. black dots spotted your vision, your heart beating in your ears.

“..can’t take it, rafe!” you sobbed, tears welling in your eyes as he dismissed your cries. “yes, you can, you’re gonna have to..” just as you were going to ask him what he meant by that, he kept your legs on his shoulders as he stood up, slamming into you without warning. you couldn’t conceal the sound this time, your shriek bouncing off of the walls of rafe’s room. turning his head to see if the door was locked, he cursed under his breath when he saw it wasn’t. “you just want us to get caught, huh?” you shook your head, your nails digging into the flesh of his stomach.

rafe covered your mouth, your eyes rolling to the back of your head when you felt him pinch your clit. “just give me one more, baby, that’s all. ‘wanna feel this pussy squeezing around me when i fill you up with my cum.” you had tears running down your cheeks now. embarrassingly enough, rafe felt his climax approaching fast, his cock still aching from cumming not even twenty minutes ago. overstimulated and hysterical, you were spasming around rafe’s length in no time, every ridge of his cock bringing you to your final orgasm of the night, rafe following suit.

he leaned down, grunting praises in your ear while he painted you white inside, your thighs shaking uncontrollably against his chest. not daring to remove his hand away from your face yet, he sucked bruises into the skin of your neck, marking you as his own. you laid limp like on his bed, taking the last few of his thrusts before he stilled completely. you were a fucked out mess to say the least. gently placing your legs down, rafe stayed nestled inside of you as he pulled you against him. unintentionally, you had started tracing shapes into his skin, a sheen of sweat coating his forehead as you two kissed.

“this just made a lot of shit complicated.” he stroked your chin, your glassy eyes flickering over his face. “not really,” you started, “we’ll just be sneaky.” rafe blinked slowly, a groan rumbling from his chest as you clenched around him. “look down, i want you to see something.” you did as he said, a small whine leaving your lips as he pulled out, his cum dribbling out of with ease. “i’m the only one who can have this pussy, you understand?” you nodded, pecking his cheek before wrapping your arms around his neck. “come on, let’s get you back to your room before world war three breaks out in this house.”

[devildomwriter]

Two Wrathful Demons

MC: *crying in their room under a blanket*

Satan: “MC! What’s wrong?”

MC: *shows Satan their phone*

Satan: *eye twitching*

[A Moment Later at the Demon Lord’s Castle]

Satan: “Barbatos I need you to open a portal to the human world.”

Barbatos: “And what is your reason?”

Satan: “Hunting.”

Barbatos: “And you think I’d allow that.”

Satan: “They’re cyber bullying MC.”

Barbatos: “I see.”

Barbatos: “I shall be accompanying you then.”

Satan: “Good, let’s go.”

[Later at the House of Lamentation]

Satan: *knocking on MC’s door*

MC: “Come in!”

Satan: “You seem much happier? Is everything okay now?”

MC: “Yeah! They apologized and explained they were being emotional and taking it out on me. It’s nice to see people can admit their wrong, that rarely happens on the internet.”

Satan: *smiling knowing he’s the one who sent that message the bully is long gone*

Satan: “That’s wonderful. Let me know if they or anyone else crosses the line like that again.”

MC: “I will. Thanks for buying me icecream.”

Satan: *smiling* “Anything for you.”

[Later at the Demon Lord’s Castle]

Diavolo: “My favorite dish! How delightful! Thank you Barbatos, you must be in a good mood today. May I ask what has you in such high spirits?”

Barbatos: “I simply had a bit of fun earlier.”

Diavolo: “Oh? I wish you’d invited me.”

Barbatos: “That certainly would’ve brought about the end of times.”

Diavolo: “What exactly did you do????”

[pleasantlycrazyworld]

After watching the Hot Ones interview I have a headcannon that Logan (hasn't tried it yet) CANNOT handle spicy food 💗😭 Ororo and the reader make some dinner for the whole gang at the mansion and Logan is going pink and seeing spots lmao "bub i can't feel my lips" sjdjjfkdks and rogue is fanning him as Ororo gets him some icecream 😭

Oh poor logan 😅. I wrote this as soon as I saw it ngl I just really loved it and had alot of motivation for writing lol I hope you like it <3 request are still open as always And let me know if you'd like to be tagged! There's no warning just fluff! Please like, comment and reblog if you do enjoy my work, it means the world when you do this!

Ororo was excited to try this new recipe and was even more excited for everyone to try it once it was finished. She asked you to help with getting everything ready for the night, and you were excited to help in any way that you could. A few hours went by, and once everything was ready and everyone was gathered around the table, it was finally time to try the food!

Everything was going fine. The food was actually really good, a bit spicy, but nothing awful. You were sitting across from Logan at the table and felt him tap your leg with his foot from under the table like he usually does when he wants your attention during these family dinners. You looked up and gasped. "Logan?!" Everyone looked over to see what was going on, and they gasped as well.

Logan had gone pink, was close to going bright red right in front of you, and he looked as if he was sweating. "Bub... I can't feel my lips." Rogue leaped from her seat and started fanning him. You got up and rushed to get him a cool rag to put on his neck. "Don't get up! I don't want you to pass out Lo, " you yell from the hall. As you were gone, Ororo noticed that Logan was blinking rapidly as if he was trying not to pass out.

Ororo got up and took the plate away from him before replaced it with a bowl of ice cream. "Eat this instead, I'm changing that beer for some milk."

You came back and placed the rag on his neck softly and started to help him eat the plain vanilla ice cream since he seemed to be shaking. "Honey, why didn't you tell me you can't handle spice?" you asked, and Logan nearly whimpered. "I didn't think it'd be this bad." He took small bites and rested against you as he ate.

Scott started laughing, and Rogue stopped the fanning, ready to yell at him for Logan if he needed her to. He let her because he did not have the energy to handle Scott for the time being. Logan closed his eyes and continued eating his ice cream as he tuned out Rogue yelling at Scott for laughing at his pain.

Who knew spice would be what took out the wolverine?

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[valwrote]

I am on hiatus because of exams but @danijaci you have pulled me out of it for today thanks to your biker!Wriothesley drawing. 😭😭💫💕🦋

Please allow me to add some words to your scrumptious art because I am obsessed with this man.

biker!Wriothesely x 9 to 5 job!reader.

not proof read i wrote this in 30 minutes and put it in queue.

It was a wet day. The air was moist and puddles had formed around every corner. You walked with your files clutched under one arm, umbrella held in the other, sheltering you from the light drizzle that remained after the heavy downpour from a few hours ago.

Your clothes were recently washed and neatly ironed. Atleast they were till someone whizzed past you, splashing you with puddle water, soiling your clothes. You yelled curses at them, trying to brush away the water on your clothes which clearly was a futile attempt.

You turned around to walk home and get changed into a new pair of clothes till you noticed the biker who splashed water on you, was coming back. You came to halt as the biker parked their bike in front of you before pulling the visor of the helmet up.

You could see icy blue hues staring at you. The voice was muffled you could make out a 'sorry' in their sentence. "I can't understand what you are saying." You frowned, not pleased with the situation at all.

The biker removed their helmet to reveal a man, beautiful beyond comprehension. His hand reached up to fluff up his black locks which had been flattened by the helmet, while his other hand placed the helmet on the handle of the biker. He swiftly kicked the stand of his bike before making his way to you.

"I said I am sorry for splashing you with water. It was an accident and I should've been more careful." He sighed, assessing the damage caused by his recklessness.

"Oh it is fine, it will come off. The only problem is that I am late for work." You grimaced at the feeling of the clothes sticking against your skin. He seemed to have noticed that.

"How about I give you a ride back home and to your office? It'll save you time and in exchange of helping you, you'll forgive me. Sounds like a win-win." He offered. You hesitated since getting on a bike with a strange guy was complete violation of the stranger danger rul— screw it.

"I'll take you up on that offer."

"Great. One more thing.." he took off his jacket and leaned in to wrapped it around you. You took your time to admire the man while he was busy zipping the jacket up. After he was done he glanced up at you. There was an awkward silence, you could feel his body warmth radiate upon coming in proximity and—

"Let's go. The jacket will prevent you from feeling cold while riding on the bike." He walked over to his biker and mounted it. He gestured you to take a seat while strapping his helmet back on. He then handed you a spare and drove off.

Your life was usually dull. A boring 9 to 5 job, same old sceneries and same old people had made life monotonous, yet this moment of sitting on a bike with the cool air hitting your body, the vehicle effortlessly taking smooth twists and turns was an escape from all of that.

You had your arms wrapped around his waist. Part of your arm could feel his muscular built under the clothing. He was a gentleman, responsible, quick-witted and good looking. What more could a girl ask for—

"We are here." He dropped you off at your house. If only you knew that from that day, the strange man would become an inseparable part of your life.

biker!wriothesley who would drop you to your office and back everyday under the excuse that it will save you time and energy even though he simply wants to enjoy the warmth of your arms wrapped around him.

biker!wriothesley who would bring big bouquets of your favourite flower each week in hopes to impress you.

biker!wriothesley who steals you away from your friends to go on an impromptu outing with him.

biker!wriothesley who loves watching sunsets with you while sharing a pint of icecream.

biker!wriothesley who fell harder after you fell first.

biker!wriothesley who would feel happy even at the smallest biking related gift you get him. He is a strong believer of sincerity.

biker!wriothesley who always gives up his jacket whenever you feel cold and always puts your comfort first.

biker!wriothesley who was hesitant on confessing but eventually mustered the courage to do so.

"Hey big guy, why did you bring me here all of a sudden?" You enquired softly. Wriothesely was a man with many scars and a fragile heart. He only ever dragged you away when he was feeling upset.

"It's nothing. I am just- I have to come out clean about this.." he sighed, trying to face you. The sunset's beauty only made you look more captivating in his eyes than you already were.

Wriothesley had always been gentle with you. Ever since the day he splashed water on you, to the time where he accidentally hit you in the face with the helmet while tossing it to you, hoping you would catch it, uptill now.

He looked at you with endearment, sincerity and love. You were his solace in his adventurous life while he was your spark in your mundane one. You two were like puzzle pieces. Meant for eachother. Meant to complete one another.

"I like you. I find my thoughts drifting towards you all the time. I thought biking was my only passion, nothing could take my attention away from my love for bike riding but then you came and—" he cupped your face, his frost blue eyes spoke a thousand words which his mouth couldn't utter.

biker!wriothesley whose partner in crime (not literally) is you. He can confide in you about his problems and loves when you talk to him in biker terms.

biker!wriothesley who loves taking you on long drives. He loves exploring new places and seeing the smile that traveling brings to your face.

biker!wriothesley who flaunts you off to his biker buddies or 'gang' he named 'The Meropide' talking non stop about how amazing you are.

biker!wriothesley who teases you alot.

"Wriothesley- you have been cleaning your bike since the past 2 hours!" You complained, he treated that bike like royalty. Cleaning it, greasing it, getting air in the tires—

"You see sweetheart, I have to take care of my wife. I am simply spending quality time with her." He smirked at you.

"Oh yeah? Then what am I?" You asked, arms crossed across your chest.

"You are my mistress—"

You didn't let him touch you the entire day.

biker!wriothesley who gets all shy and clammy at physical intimacy, be it holding hands, hugging or stealing kisses.

biker!wriothesley who wouldn't trade you for the world. He holds you dear and the day he confessed to you, he had given a piece of his heart to you and vowed to always be by your side.

this is so scuffed- I haven't written in so long especially in this format.

but hell do I not love wriothesley.

don't copy, plagiarize, repost.

©definitelysel

[haikyu-mp4]

icecream – drabble

you had scooped about three spoons of ice cream into your mouth when he noticed your souring mood. he bit his lip and looked between your ice cream cup and his own, huffing some air through his nose. “did you not like it?”

fine, you insisted on getting a new flavour, and it wasn’t that good. it had the prettiest colour but the taste was just not sitting right with you. you grumbled under your breath and pouted. “no… it tastes weird,” you admitted in your most childish and pouty voice.

he shook his head, taking the little cup from you and handing over his, and you looked at him with those heart eyes. “take mine, you muppet,” he insisted, acting slightly annoyed as he took a bite of your terrible choices.

“thank you! you’re the best!” you cheered, kissing his cheek quickly before happily munching on the classic flavours he had gone with and swinging your legs happily from the bench.

a tinge of red sat comfortably on his cheeks, and it wasn’t just from the blazing sun. “of course I am.”

DAICHI, iwa, ennoshita, captain!yamaguchi, KUROO, mattsun, aran, osamu, sugawara, akaashi, SEMI, kyotani, hoshiumi, suna, FUTAKUCHI, whoever you want it to be

[undericecream]

chapter 2 (part 1)

it's so hot in here

[vivixivvv]

𝜗𝜚 — sweet like ice cream !

featuring — sae itoshi || fem!reader

sae itoshi taking you out on a date was a little rare,mostly because he was busy with practice and stuff.though,on his free afternoons he decided to take you out.you guys strolled around the path that lined the beach,admiring the sparkling waters and hilled sand.sae held a tote bag that contained necessities for the beach,like sunscreen,towels,umbrella ect.he wanted to go and sit down already,but you insisted on getting ice cream.

so after a little of walking,you guys spotted an icecream shop infront of you guys. “this is what you wanted right,amor?” he asked,looking at you as he patted his shorts for his pockets.you smiled and nodded your head,heading inside and looking at the menu.

after asking questions and deciding what flavor to get,you guys settled with vanilla and chocolate together.he stood besides you as he ordered what you both wanted,taking out his wallet from his pocket.but,your stubborn self didnt want him to pay.

“wait,sae- let me pay.” you mummbled to him,blocking his hand from taking out his cash from his wallet.you grabbed your wallet of your bag,taking out your card.but the problem was that he wasnt going to let you pay either.

“your not allowed to pay.im right here,mi amor.”

he insists,shoving your hand away a little harshly (he obv didnt mean it to be harsh but yk).he took the cash out his wallet,handing it to the cashier.you glanced over in saes wallet,and in the see-through card pocket,was a small picture of you.it was the time you both were making cookies from scratch,and you had flour all over your face.and he seemed to have snagged a photo and saved it.

while you guys were sitting under the umbrella on the beach,sharing the cup of ice cream,you decided to ask him about it. “you know…i see that picture in your wallet.” you spoke up,looking at him with a small smile.

“its special,hermosa.you know that.” he responds,glancing at you as he took a lick at his spoon.

you smile bigger as you cant help but remember that date all over again,leaning your head on his shoulder gently.you soon realized that ice cream wasnt the only sweetest thing in your life. (but like u already knew that from the start)

a/n — ok…did i make this because i js feel like spanish nicknames are so cutie…yes what abt it 😒🙁 (esp w sae)