#dime la verdad

[metapolitica-y-ufologia-5h1]

Uno de los vídeoclips más sorprendentes que ha logrado Apus de Bolivia. La sonoridad de esta extraordinaria versión y el imago del delirio y desesperanza de los que sufrimos la podredumbre de este Nuevo Orden Mundial. https://youtu.be/2P6hBeGXmTU

[nerdy-hyperfixations]

My roman empire is that I found three separate videos by three separate people drawing Bill singing three separate Mon Laferte songs

They're so right for that. He'd absolutely serenade Ford with Tu Tanta Falta de Querer right before Ford punts him into outer space. Fhdfgjfg.

[al-mayriti]

mi psicólogo diciendo que me ponga en barbecho justo la semana en la que voy a conocer a @minglana is this an ingeniería agrónoma reference ????

[luceracastro]

RUMORES

(Enzo Vogrincic x Reader)

Summary: Rumors circulate both Enzo and famous singer Aitana, you who is his costar, friend, and also the girl who has the hugest crush on him doesn't take too kindly to the rumors and distances yourself from him and he is beyond clueless as to why his favorite girl doesn't speak to him anymore.

Warnings: Some angst and fluff, little makeout sesh, jealousy on reader's part and Enzo's, slight Blas x reader, no hate towards the beautiful Aitana in this nor to Male (Matia's girlfriend) it's a Spanglish fic!

you must have thought your phone was practically playing tricks on you but it wasn't, there it was in bold letters "¿aitana y enzo?" the huge bold letters and a whole passionate article on the topic were enough to ruin your day.

"Que pasa contigo nena?" Male had asked as she sat down beside you, she and Mati were kind enough to let you stay at their place for a while since you lived in Spain but just found your apartment too saddening and empty especially after filming and being in a full hotel for months and always being around people.

"Nada, la verdad" you smiled with a small look in your eye that she knew way too well "Que pasa?" she asked once more and you flipped your phone down on her leg, she put her cup down to look through it and her eyes widened "Aye linda, por esto estas triste?" her small smile made you frown "Enzo no es nada amor mio, obvio le tengo cariño pero mami tu mereces mejor créeme," she said with a small smile

you chuckled a little and shook your head "Ven vamos por algo de comer," she pulled you up trying to wipe the small frown off your face and it worked, between her and Mati making you laugh and the food set on the table you found yourself laughing and having fun.

however, what you didn't expect was for there to be a knock on the door and for Enzo to walk in like nothing was wrong, and in reality, nothing was wrong because he was clueless about the whole situation "Hola hermosa," he bent down a small hug which you returned uninterested and he furrowed his brows slightly confused but nonetheless thought nothing of it

him and Mati went into the kitchen and he nodded his head towards the table where you and Male spoke "Que pasa con la nena?" Enzo asked as Mati turned to look at you and he did notice your off attitude but he also was a nosy one who listened to you and Male's conversation and he knew all too well why "Piensa por un Minuto Enzo," he said and Enzo tried to think but to no avail "Dime," he pleaded and Mati laughed

"Que?" Enzo asked and Mati shook his head "Nada, Nada vamos," after that Enzo noticed when he asked you something you answered with short uninterested answers, and when he was talking you were fixed on your phone and it was kinda bothering him, he hated being ignored and by you, it's like a kick to the gut. "Oye casi haces que Enzo llora," Mati said with a small smile as he sat beside you and you shrugged "Pues que vaya con la tal Aitana," you said a small snarky remark which you instantly regretted, the poor girl was sweet like sugar and Enzo didn't even know you liked him

"¿Ahora te das cuenta de lo mal que suenas?" Mati asked "Si, Si ya lo se," you shook your head sighing, "Entonces porque no le dices a Enzo lo que sientes," Mati asked and you laughed a bit too loud "No no, eso seria muy vergonzoso," you shook your head and he sighed "Eres una pelotuda la verdad nena, si no te mueves asi" he snapped his fingers "A lo mejor la Aitana te lo gana" he said a small smirk on his lips making you smack his arm as he laughed "Callate Boludo," you however couldn't help but smile at Mati

"Oye vamos por unas cervesas?, esta preguntando el Pipe," Mati asked with phone in hand and you nodded a small smile on your lips "Pero una cosa linda, Enzo va estar eh," he warned and you rolled you eyes "Sólo porque él esté ahí no significa que no quiera estar con mis amigos" you said and he nodded "Bueno, perdon," he left the doorway of the borrowed room he was allowing you to stay in and you got up getting ready for the night

"Lista, aye nena que linda," Male looked at you a smile on her lips as she reached her hand out for yours "Tu mas, bueno vamos vamos," you both laughed the whole way there Mati following close and as soon as you enter the restaurant/bar you are met with the boys and even Enzo which of course you understood he was obviously going to be there but it would be ten times harder to ignore him now

hugs went all around but reaching Enzo all you did was smile a small hello escaping your lips but he didn't let it slide "Y mi abrazo?" he asked a small smirk displayed on his lips, you gave him a quick side hug but everyone noticed the sort of small tension and you moved to sit beside Blas, "Hola bonita," he rested his arm behind the top of your chair "Hola, que ordenaste tu de tomar?' you asked looking through the small menu of many drinks

Enzo however watched from afar, you and Blas were friends but you always sat beside him what was different now? he subtly rolled his eyes drinking his beer and looking anywhere else while sometimes catching glimpses of you touching Blas's curls or just laughing and joking around with him in general until he was full on staring at you both and even growing an attitude with the others.

"Y tu que?" Fran asked looking at Enzo "Se ve que te vas a tragar al Blas vivo," Juani said a small giggle escaping his lips already slightly tipsy "Nada, Nada para que me molestaria que le habla a T/n?" he said taking another long swig of beer and Fran smiled "Nunca dijimos que eso era la razon," and Enzo looked at Fran "Voy al baño" Enzo got up and left the table "Oye linda, habla con Enzito porque esta amargando la noche con su actitud" Pipe said in your ear his breath smelling like beer and tequila "Yo por que?" you asked with a bit of attitude in your voice and a shrug of your shoulders "porque obviamente está enojado porque le estás dando más atención a Blas que a él" Pipe said as you furrowed your brows "Estas loco," you said shaking your head

"Nena andale, quiero disfrutar no cuidar de un enojon y unos borrachos," Male said with a small frown and you sighed hands on the table trying to balance yourself "Bueno Bueno ya voy," you groaned and left the table but not before apologizing to Blas and walking around looking for Enzo, you checked outside the bathrooms and around the restaurant "Perdon has visto un chico alto, pelo negro y con ojos cafes, tambien tiene el pelo medio largito?" you asked a waiter who shook his head "perdon" he said and you sighed looking around and asking but yet no one had seen him

your last resorts were to go and look outside in both front and back but you were closer to the back so you exited through the back door looking around and he was there more farther down the side of the backdoor smoking a cigarette "Oye, que te pasa?" you asked arms crossed since the harsh wind hit you and he looked down at you his face blank but you could tell something was bothering him "nada, Vuelve adentro, hace mucho frío" he said as he turned to look away and blew out a puff of smoke and you put all your weight on one foot rolling your eyes "Vamos, todos estan preguntado por ti," he chuckled bitterly "Vuelve adrento con Blas querida, los dos sabemos que eso prefieres aser," he said and you furrowed your brows a hurt look on your face

"Eres una mierda sabes," he turned to see the tears rimming your eyes and he sighed his eyes closing for a moment and the regret was written all over his face "perdon, perdon," but you shook your head "Y no prefieres estar con la Aitana? o sea eso dicen por ahi" you shot back and he shook his head "Tu crees eso? nomas tuvimos un vuelo y una noche con amigos y conocidos juntos, eso era todo no somos nada," he said but you shook your head "Oh pero yo estoy pasandola bien con un amigo y eso significa que quiero con el no seas pendejo Enzo" you yourself laughed bitterly and he sighed grabbing you

"No soy un pendejo, que quieres que yo piensa cuando le haces esos sonrisas, caricias, y juegas con su pelo eh?" he said he was in your face and you both were only inches apart "Eso no significa nada, yo te hice esos cosas tambien" you shrugged "Si eso es lo que me molesta, Solo hacias esas cosas a mi, no a Fran, Mati, Juani, Pipe, ni a Esteban, nomas a mi!" you looked at him like he was crazy but then again it sunk in your brain that he was jealous, Enzo was jealous, you both looked into each others eyes, then his eyes flickered to your lips but you beat him to it as you pulled his face in for a kiss

you both pulled away after a moment and you both looked at each other before he pulled you in once more, bodies pressed together as you both kissed the other with force and need but it didn't last long "Enzo! T/n! Enzo! T/n!" Juani's voice was heard and you both pulled away quickly and Enzo groaned a face of annoyance "Que!" he yelled out "Donde estan?" Juani asked and you grabbed Enzo's hand pulling him with you "Lo encontre, nos distraimos hablando perdon" you laughed nervously but noticed Juani's red eyes which were also watery "Que paso querido?" you asked and he sighed "Pensé que los perdi, y no quiero perder los" he was drunk and it was evident with his slurred words and the scent of beer radiating off of him

Enzo stifled a laugh as you smacked his arm and wrapped your arm around Juani "No ya, ya no llores, aqui estamos amor ya," he dug his face into the crook of your neck as you smiled and you three entered the bar, Enzo watching you both from the back.

at the end of the night you all made it to a food truck that had the best food (According to Fran) and you all ordered your food and ate little by little but you and Enzo took some stolen glances at one another, "¿Tengo que dar un paseo, Enzo?" he knew that was your way of asking him to come along and he stood up walking closer to you, everyone looked either relieved or gave you teasing smiles before returning to their meal

you two at first walked in pure silence, "Debemos de hablar, de el beso" Enzo said and you turned your head to look at him "No te gusto?" you asked with no emotion yet he caught the almost not visible smile on your face "al contrario, me encanto pero quiero saber que significa eso?" he asked his hands dug into the pockets of his jacket and you stopped in your tracks turning to face him "Significa que me gustas Enzo," you told him straight up and he looked down at you "Me gustas y hasta puedo decir que estoy enamorada de ti pero entiendo si no sientes lo miso" you said and he chuckled "Boluda estuve enamorado de ti desde que te conoci" he told you giving you a kiss on your forehead pulling you in for a hug as you sighed his chin resting on the top of your head and his arms around you engulfing you entirely "Y porque no me dijiste nada?" you asked and he smiled "Porque cuando te conoci pense que eras muy chica para mi, una niña," he said "Enzo tenia 21 años," you told him

"Y yo los 27" he said and you giggled "Eso no es mucho" you smiled up at him "Bueno, si no te da molestia que voy estar usando un baston antes que ti, quieres ser mi novia?" he asked and you froze "En serio?" you asked and he nodded and you grinned "Me encantaria," and the walk was ended, coming back hand in hand Fran smiled "Salieron de malas y regresan de novios, quien los entienden" Fran laughed as did the others

"Aye callate estupido" you smiled sitting down "Tu boluda" that was the end of the night, all of you enjoying a night out and you going back to Enzo's at the end ;)

[fairlyang]

No Te Contaron Mal 🕷️

w/c: 2.5K

pairing: fwb!miguel o’hara x latina!reader

tags: 18+ smut. fwb to lovers, jealousy, stubborn to not tell him, finding out he kissed another girl, getting mad, folding anyway, sucking him off, then getting mad n jealous again, arguing, kinda toxic but funny, reciprocated feelings, dumb confession, making out, grinding, riding, unprotected sex, creampie

a/n: something so dumb and silly- y’all this song pisses me off every time i listen to it i HAD to finish this

smutmas masterlist | main masterlist

imagine just having a casual thing going on with miguel. you could call it a friends with benefits type of deal but you weren’t exactly going out with other people but it also wasn’t anything exclusive.

now the problem happened when one of your friends told you that she saw miguel kissing another girl at a club. something in that moment changed but you couldn't get yourself to admit that it was jealousy. especially when you made such a big fuss of it being something casual and nothing more.

so you did what you thought was best to get rid of even the mere thought of jealousy/your true feelings for him and just ignored him.

especially because you had gotten into a stupid argument yesterday which probably led to him making that decision in the first place.

the next day he texted you and the pure audacity of a man to want to fuck the night after kissing another girl was astonishing.

but he didn’t know that you knew and even if he did, he’d just tell you that you have no business to complain because you were the one that wanted something casual.

so you were fucked no matter what and folded anyway.

after he ate you out and made you forget all about your inner horrid feelings, you decided to repay the favor so you were between his legs on his bed sucking him off just how he liked.

his praise this time around had you feeling different, in a way made you shy and not want to look at him. so you closed your eyes, thinking it would help if you didn’t see him and that it wouldn’t bring the flashbacks of your heart being broken into little pieces from your friend telling you what she saw last night.

but yet his words now felt gentle, and for once in his life, loving. it was weird but nice. really nice.

you didn’t know what it was, just that your face felt like it was burning and your heart was fucking pounding. there was no way he knew but now it just brought up the question of why did it have to be casual?

why didn’t he wanna take you out to drinks to show you off to his friends? to kiss you in public like you were his? and even though he has you as a reliable booty call, why the fuck did he still feel the need to be kissing other girls?

you've dropped hints here and there, at times bringing your flirt game to extremes so he can figure it out himself but would apparently still be clueless.

if he wanted it to be something more he would’ve told you by now because some things he’s said makes it seem like he did. there was still a part of you that just had an inkling he might feel the same.

but although maybe you were just losing it since he literally kissed another girl last night.

the annoyance and jealousy quickly came back, pissing you off so badly and you couldn’t keep it in anymore. your eyes shot open and you pulled away from him, quickly sitting up and reaching over to put on his shirt to cover yourself while he looked at you confused and concerned, “why the fuck were you kissing another girl last night?”

he scoffed and shook his head in disbelief looking at your face to see if you were joking. he was quiet for a few seconds, absolutely shocked before finally speaking, “are you fucking serious?”

“eva dijo que te vió-“ (eva said she saw you-)

“es enserio…?” he says with the most dumbfounded look on his face, “please tell me you’re fucking with me.” (is this serious/real..?)

“me contó mal o que? ya dime para hacerme la idea de verdad.” you spat and cross your arms against your chest. (did she tell me wrong or what? tell me now so i can have the idea in mind for real)

you weren’t so sure what answer you wanted and knew you had no right to complain but still. this has been a situation for years now and even with all the arguments and the endless bickering, you've still stuck together and never swayed from each other.

until now.

“quieres hablar de esto ahora? ahorita mismo?” he asked and you scoffed, “cuando más?!” (you wanna talk about this now? like now, right at this moment?) (when else?!)

he tried his hardest not to laugh, knowing damn well if he did, you might just kill him.

he was shell shocked, and couldn’t believe this was actually happening. of all possible things he thought you’d be upset at or have to complain about that wasn’t even in his head as an option.

he never would’ve guessed that you knew otherwise he would have avoided sending a text in the first place.

“you’ve got me fucking speechless- i can’t believe this.” he mutters and you chuckle, "can say the same thing about you."

"don't do that-" he starts but you quickly interrupt, "don't do what?"

"you know what." he says calmly and you scoff.

there was a solid moment of silence for maybe a minute before finally he sighs and nods, “i’m gonna answer all your questions okay? but you have to let me finish.”

“fine.”

“no te contaron mal y ni te lo voy a negar.” he starts making you groan but he gives you a look before you could start to complain. (they didn’t tell you wrong and i’m not even going to deny it.)

“we kissed but that was it. maybe a couple times but it was only that.. okay maybe a couple caresses too but that was really it.” he explains and your heart starts beating faster with every passing word.

you give him a look and he sighs, unable to just not tell you the whole truth, “we flirted, i mean what was i suppose to do? you shouldn’t have an opinion on this given you practically cut me off yesterday..”

and before you could even begin to correct him, he just kept going,” and you know what, i got drunk because of you so if you think about it… this is your fault.”

you could only gasp then scoff before he immediately regretted it, shaking his head and coughing, “what i meant to say… that it was just one girl, and one is nothing. especially since it was just a couple kisses.”

“it doesn’t count as anything and truth be told, i couldn’t stop thinking of you.” he says, the last part making you gulp.

“just need you to know that you have me so fucked up in here.” he adds and points to his head.

“i have you fucked up?!!?!” you asked and he nodded.

“yesterday you went on another tangent that this is casual and i believe you said that nothing could change that so tell me, what the fuck changed?” he asked, sitting up and scooting towards you.

beyond annoyed, embarrassed, and lowkey ashamed, you were just about ready to do the walk of shame out of his apartment and drive your ass home. but he wasn’t going to let you.

there was determination in his eyes and you didn’t think you’d give him a confession in this point and time. let alone after being the one to always remind him it was nothing serious but yet it’s been serious.

at least it was on your end.

you’ve just been digging a hole to store those feelings in because after doing this with him for so long, you didn’t actually expect to gain something else for him that wasn’t purely sexual.

“i figured if i was the one to keep repeating this was as casual as can be then maybe…” you start then take a very deep breath before letting it out and looking away from him.

“then maybe i’d stop thinking of you in another way. or that i wouldn’t get excited when you’d text me or that i wouldn’t laugh at your stupid fucking jokes.” you explain, letting out a chuckle before continuing, “i just figured if i kept repeating the same thing over and over that i’d be able to convince myself that i didn’t like you. that this really is casual and that i haven’t lost it.”

you stopped and relaxed, taking slow breaths while you felt him scoot closer to you. you were already dreading this whole conversation and wish you could just fly away from your problems.

but unfortunately that wasn’t an option.

his hand went to your chin, gently bringing it up so you could look into his eyes. he had a stupid grin on his face while he just sighed and shook his head, “you’re too fucking stubborn.”

he moved his hands to your cheeks and brought your face to his, surprising you with a kiss while you gasped and quickly kissed him back. he smiled through the kiss, finding it to be sweet and freeing, given this was completely unplanned but not unwelcomed.

you quickly straddled him while he moved you both back so he could be closer to the pillows. your hands were already in his curls tugging on them while he slid his tongue into your mouth and his hands went down to your hips, making you grind against his hard on. you both moaned and you quickly ate it up, gliding your tongue against his while you grind against him bare.

his hands gripped your skin, somewhat tugging on his shirt wanting to take it off but you were making the kiss so hot and sloppy, he couldn’t be bothered to actually take it off you. he brought a hand down, moving his dick so you can slide on it better, knowing it won’t take too long before you get impatient.

but you weren’t, at all.

you were so caught up in the kiss that neither of you pulled away and didn’t feel the need to like you would any other day. hell, you never really kissed ever but after a confession like that, it felt right.

so you continued kissing him like your life depended on it while occasionally moaning into his mouth making him do the same.

meanwhile his hands were grabbing, and squeezing every part of your body.

up and down your back, on your thighs, squeezing your tits, pinching your nipples, smacking your ass. absolutely everything while you kept slowly grinding against his dick, leaving it all wet with your slick.

he was trying his hardest not to explode and just deal with the edging, as well as how warm and wet you were just because he couldn’t believe this was happening. he had to restrain himself, he didn’t want to waste a load that could easily be inside you.

you felt him twitching and your poor pussy was clenching, so you decided enough was enough and brought a hand down to his dick, lifting yourself up a bit and line his tip to your entrance.

he softly kissed you while you did so, just slowly lowering yourself down, taking him in and feeling him stretch you out. he tried his best to keep quiet but his head was mush and he was losing it.

once you bottomed out, he moaned in your mouth then pulled away, “fuck-“

you leaned your forhead against his and lifted your ass up just to slam down making him hiss, “eager huh?”

you chuckle and shrug, “maybe, may as well right?”

“seems you’re close anyway baby.” you tease making him playfully roll his eyes.

“some things never change huh?” he teases back and holds onto your hips, helping you come up.

he then makes you go down and you go back up again before he slams you down. you then do it all again but this time without stopping since you’d gotten enough practice to actually be able to ride him yourself.

he just very occasionally liked lending a helping hand or two.

and not just because he was greedy but also because he knew how much you love his touch. so it was to no surprise one hand was on your hip and the other came up front to squeeze one of your breasts.

you moved faster, wanting this to be a short ride so you could just lay in his arms afterwards and hear his own confession. at times he was a man of few words but tonight didn’t feel like one of those times.

especially not with how extra touchy feely and vocal he is.

it was like a miracle in disguise that you confessed, he was praising you like never before and even looking at you differently. in the best way imagineable too. maybe there was a chance he always has looked at you in a loving way or maybe it was just wishful thinking but it’s definitely the real deal now.

suddenly he grabs your head and you’re now looking over his shoulder, “your patience ran thin baby?” you whisper in his ear and he just grunts, “just hold on.”

you wrapped your arms around him and he did the same before he started thrusting into you making you jump and hold onto him tighter. he was fucking into you with ease, his thighs doing the work for him while you cried out into his shoulder.

your nails dug into his shoulder blade and back only motivating him to do it even faster. he was hitting your sweet spot so effortlessly and it was too good.

too good that you already felt your orgasm build up in your lower belly. you gasped and tried to control your moans but with his ruthless pace it was to no use and they blessed his ears anyway.

“baby i’m so close- fuck- it’s too much.” you whine making him let out a loud groan.

“it’s okay baby, i’ve got you. gonna cum so good for me, aren’t you pretty girl?” he murmurs amiing whimpers leave your mouth.

“i always take good care of you, don’t i?” he asked and you just hum, nodding.

you held onto him even tighter and lay your head on his shoulder as he thrusted harder into you. the sounds were even louder than before and him doing it like this made it feel ten times better just because he can hit your sweet spot deeper.

you closed your eyes shut as your orgasm hits your entire body, leaving you shaking and crying out while miguel spilled his load inside you also shaking. your body spasmed a bit and your walls entrapped miguel’s cock, making him groan and give one final thrust to ride out your highs.

you were both breathing heavily and holding onto each other while attempting to catch your breaths. miguel took deep breaths and laid down properly while you shifted around to get comfortable and lay your head on his chest.

he kissed the top of your head then your forehead and let out a sigh as he wrapped his arms around you gently. your eyes felt heavier by the second and the last thing you heard was him saying this was never casual for him before drifting off to sleep.

[whydoyoucare866]

Girlll how about Miguel x Hispanic!Wife! Reader and Miguel comes home all beaten up and shit with his suit glitching and she asks what happen and he explains how he chased down miles and she yells at him for beating up a child. Like full on Hispanic mom mode then she gets all soft with him and patches him up and cooks him something nice 😊

YOU WHAT?

omg bettt, sorry this took so long, I wrote it and forgot to save it before closing the app and lost everything 😭

Miguel O’Hara x Hispanic!Wife Reader

Masterlist

Warnings: Swear words

You and Miguel had been married for some years, you both met at the spider society, but ever since you got pregnant Miguel became too protective of you and insisted on you taking a break, he didn’t want you to make too much effort and hurt yourself, or even worse, he couldn’t handle the thought of losing another child or losing you, so eventually you gave in to his wishes and took a break.

You were cleaning your house (even though Miguel told you he would do it when he came back) while listening to songs that you’re sure you learnt from listening to them when your mom cleaned when you were younger, you know those sad old lady songs like the ones from Amanda Miguel, Pimpinela, Rocío Dúrcal, and artists like that “Amor, de verdad pareces una señora dolida” (Love, you’re acting like a depressed old lady) Miguel told you once when he came home to you screaming your lungs out to Así No Te Amará Jamás as if you had been through three divorces and four infidelities.

Suddenly your thoughts were interrupted when you heard the door aggressively open and heavy footsteps, you became excited as you knew that Miguel had finally arrived, but when you heard that he was stumbling around and you turned to him you were shocked. You saw your husband covered in bruises and wounds, and his suit was glitching, you hadn’t seen him like that in such a long time, you weren’t even sure that you had ever seen him that bad.

Hearing him groan in pain pulled you out of your shock state and you soon started to realize how messed up he actually looked.

“AY MIGUEL, QUE CHINGADOS TE PASÓ?” (AY MUGUEL, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?) you asked shocked

“Nothing, im fi-“ he couldn’t even finish his sentence without whining in pain

“Ay no, no me vengas con esas mamadas de que no te pasó nada y que no se que chingados, no puedes ni siquiera decir una oración completa y dices esas pendejadas de que estás bien? Yo no soy pendeja y tu lo sabes Miguel, a mi no me ves la cara. Dime que chingados te pasó antes de que yo me entere por mi cuenta.” (Oh no, don’t come tell me that dumb shit of nothing happened, you can’t even finish a sentence and you say that you’re fine? I’m not dumb and you know it well Miguel, you are not lying to me. Tell me what the fuck happened before I find out by my own)

“I already told you i’m fine my love, you don’t need to worry about me, really” he was now sitting down on your couch

You approached him and you now had a clearer view of his wounds “Ay no, mírate cómo estás, no no, estoy bien mis huevos, iiiih, no mames me estás manchando mi sillón, neta si no me vas a decir que te pasó mínimo déjame ayudarte con tus heridas amor” (Look at you, no no, I’m fine my ass, oh my god and you’re staining my couch, if you’re not gonna tell me what happened at least let me help you with your wounds love)

“You really don’t need to, I can do it mysel-“

“Ya cállate, te voy a ayudar porque te voy a ayudar y tu te vas a dejar, y si no te dejas donde vea que se te infectan las heridas vas a ver eh cabrón?” (Just shut up, I’m gonna help you and you’re gonna let me, and if you don’t if I see that your wounds get infected you’re done understood?)

“No te vas a rendir verdad? okay fine you can help me” (You’re not giving up are you?)

“Good, it wasn’t a question” you smiled at him while heading to your bathroom to get your emergency kit which you always kept even if Miguel told you to throw it away or that it wasn’t necessary multiple times.

You came back to your living room and started cleaning Miguels wounds “So, you’re gonna tell me what happened to you or?”

He sighed “Miles..” he said almost whispering

“Hm? say it again? I can’t hear you corazón”

“Miles”

“Miles? as in the kid you told me about?” he nodded

“He couldn’t have possibly done this right? he’s a kid, you said so, tell me the full story”

“He went to HQ, Gwen brought him… he broke a cannon event and destroyed a universe, then I had to tell him”

“About? go on mi cielo, I’m all ears”

He sighed “I had to tell him… about his cannon event”

“Oh… I’m guessing he didn’t take it well” he shook his head

“He wanted to save his dad even if it destroyed the universe, I had to chase him down, I had to tell him that he was an anomaly, Every single spider in the society chased him down and he still beat our asses and managed to escape, I was so close to fucking ending with it once for all”

“YOU WHAT? A ver cielo, déjame ver si entendí, HICISTE QUE UN MONTÓN DE ADULTOS PERSIGUIERAN A UN NIÑO Y DESPUÉS CASI LO MATAS?” (YOU WHAT? Okay, let me see if I understood, YOU MADE A BUNCH OF ADULTS CHASE DOWN A KID AND AFTER THAT YOU ALMOST KILLED THE KID?)

quiet

“Sabes lo que le pudo haber pasado a ese niño?! Que habrías hecho si lo hubieras matado eh?” (Do you know what could’ve happened to that kid?! What would you have done if you had killed him huh?)

“Y/n you don’t understand, he wouldn’t listen to me”

“No, I don’t understand, he’s just a kid Miguel, of course he’s gonna try to save his dad! it’s logic!”

“Then what was I supposed to do huh?!”

“I DONT KNOW, MAYBE NOT TRY TO KILL A KID?”

“Look, I’m sorry, I just wanted what was best for everyone, I didn’t want him to deal with the guilt of making an universe come to an end, I’m so sorry , I promise you that I will try to fix everything” he said sincerely

“You should be apologizing to the kid, not me, but don’t worry as long as you make an effort it’ll be okay, just don’t try to kill kids again, and- oh my god, I didn’t finish cooking your food, okay, ahorita regresó mi amor, y ni se te ocurra moverte” as much as you wanted to be mad, you just couldn’t resist him, you brought him food and continued to heal him until he was as best as he could be.

[lionwitch]

Give me Mexican Jason dancing Payaso De Rodeo in Park Row with other Mexican immigrants. Him teaching younger kiddos how to do it. Give me all the Mexican Gothamites having Posadas and fucking up a traditional Piñata (those are hard as fuck no mames) with their bare fists because yes, they're Mexican, but they're also Gothamites. The youngest ones do use the bat though.

Give me Jason belting Canciones De Señora™ while cleaning his safe houses and to other popular Latino Music when cooking or cleaning his guns or just randomly, and like, so very dramatically.

Like, imagine Jason just...

"Ven y cuéntame la verdad Ten piedad Y dime por qué, no, no no, oh ¿Cómo fue que me dejaste de amar? Yo aún podía soportar Tu tanta falta de querer" he looks at a picture of Tim as Robin, feeling replaced and unloved

"Hace un mes solía escucharte Y ser tu cómplice" he looks at a picture of Batman and him as Robin "pensé que ya no había—" he turns around to find Dick, who just sneaked into his safehouse, leaning against a wall.

"Don't stop on my account. Carry on."

"No, I was just... Nothing. Just. Uh. Looking through cases."

"And singing?"

"Yeah. Uh... Helps me process."

"Riiight."

But before that,

But before all that, give me this little fucker making Tamales on February 2nd. Give me this fucker making Pan de Muerto and Rosca de Reyes respectively. Give me this fucker making Chiles En Nogada and watching his family eat them happily.

Give me Bruce, Dick and Alfred learning about Mexican foods and traditions and continuing them on his behalf once he dies.

Give me them putting up his Ofrenda for Día de Muertos, with Pan de Muerto and his favorite foods, and his Robin mask. Give me them finding comfort on Día de Muertos because he's supposed to visit, right?

Give me Tim seeing this Ofrenda and shaking, falling to his knees. Give me him staying there on Día de Muertos, begging for forgiveness, promising he's not trying to replace him. Just in case he does visit.

Give me Jason knowing deep down that they set up an Ofrenda for him, because he may not remember what his soul did while he was dead, but he has a feeling, deep down, that maybe he visited.

Give me Jason teaching his family after reconciliation to dance Payaso de Rodeo and them treating it like endurance training, dancing again and again and again until one of them collapses or sits out.

What can I say? I'm Mexican, and I love my Mexican Jason Todd headcannon.

[francvz]

# área de bebidas🍷

' por favor dime la verdad. ' vocablos son dirigidos a contraparte, la primera persona que se cruza por mirada. ' yo sé que todos los globos que colgué hace unos minutos no desaparecieron por sí solos, algo o alguien tuvo que habérselos llevado. ' comienza a elaborar misterio, su timbre resonando con severidad propia de costumbre profesional. ' ¿de casualidad estuviste presente en la escena del crimen? — sospecho de un grupo de rufianes, estoy reuniendo testigos. '

[fragmentos-literarixs]

Burning red.

A finales del 2015 recibí un mensaje misterioso cargado de humor, de un sujeto que decía haber visto a una chica linda viajando en Orlando. Cuando lo leí creí que era uno de mis amigos y sus bromas, así que seguí la corriente. Pregunté ''¿Quién eres tú''? y recibí de respuesta un ''Soy Elmo''. Claramente no era alguno de mis amigos, así que nuevamente pregunté y supe que se trataba de un chico con el que sólo había intercambiado unas pocas palabras tiempo atrás.

Los días pasaron, seguimos hablando y los sentimientos empezaron a surgir, pero en el 2016 el amor se hizo presente cuando tuvimos esa primera llamada. Como si de una novela adolescente se tratase, yo había caído en los brazos del típico chico fuckboy de ojos verdes, terriblemente guapo, a quien le gustaba las carreras, el alcohol y la vida en descontrol. Y luego estaba yo: la chica tímida de ojos cafés que no salía casi de su casa, y que cargaba consigo miles de inseguridades.

Me sentía orgullosa porque eras mío, y te veía como un trofeo al cual presumir ante todos. Y tú sólo querías acabar con tu soledad, y claro, darle celos a tu ex. Sin embargo, el tiempo fue pasando y sin pensarlo, ambos caímos profundamente el uno por el otro en el precipicio, y sin paracaídas, lo que me llevó por primera vez a experimentar el amor en forma de adrenalina.

Y así como nos convertimos en dos adolescentes locos y dependientes el uno por el otro. Yo rompía mis reglas por ti, y tú cedías tu vida sin reglas por mí. Peleábamos y chocábamos constantemente, pero después arreglábamos nuestras peleas con pasión desbordante. Imaginábamos una vida juntos, donde tú decías que querías tener una hija que tuviera mis ojos y mis mejillas, y luego yo te decía que soñaba envejecer a tu lado. Bailábamos como dos tontos ''Perfect'' de Ed Sheeran, en medio del caos y la destrucción.

Ese era nuestro amor: pasional, desenfrenado, como un brillante rojo ardiente, hasta que un día, a inicios del 2019, yo decidí llevarlo a su devastador fin.

Querido A, recuerdo que cuando estaba contigo no me podía imaginar una vida sin ti, pues sentía que podía morir si tú no estabas conmigo. Sin embargo, han pasado cinco años desde que terminamos y como ves, sobreviví a ello. Creía que la felicidad estaba a tu lado, pero la verdad era que sólo me estaba destruyendo a tal punto en donde ya no me reconocía. Eras como una droga, que me llevaba a lo más alto y me hacía ver las estrellas, mientras que por dentro me estaba consumiendo lentamente.

Siempre me pregunté: ¿Me amaste de verdad, o sólo fui otra de las chicas a las cuales sometiste en tu juego de manipulación? Y cuando dijiste que era el amor de tu vida, y que nunca habías (ni podrías) amar a alguien como a mí, dime, ¿era cierto, o sólo fue el mismo discurso que diste a todos tus amores?

Podría culparte de todo las heridas y los traumas que por mucho tiempo me han costado sanar, incluso podría odiarte infinitamente, pero querido, sé que yo también te hice ver el infierno. Después de todo ambos lo sabemos bien: fue culpa mía, fue culpa tuya y fue culpa nuestra.

— Lo que nunca pude decir VIII; Rose Noire.

[solxs]

Dime siempre la verdad, no digas: “Ah, pero te sentirías mal”. Prefiero saber la verdad y llorar profundamente, que dormir tranquila siendo engañada. Odio que la gente vaya a mis espaldas, mientras mi corazón sea puro. ¿Dudaste? Mírame a los ojos y asume.

- Oríah ☁️.

[gavisimmaculaterizz]

It was evening and y/n was in the bath doing skincare routine, but then she started crying because she started getting acne. She didn’t want to show it to Hector, but he did find out and he started supporting her and explaining that she was the most beautiful girl

Sorry for my English, is not my native language 🤪🤪

— beautiful girl / hector fort.

summary: you’re having troubles with your skin, but hector tells you he loves you no matter what.

warnings: mentions of breaking out (acne), some negative thoughts

masterlist

university has been eating at you, not being able to care for yourself properly. school work on top of school work, test on top of test, you never got enough rest. you always hated yourself for not being able to care for yourself when uni got that bad.

you were such an organized person, always doing your skincare, and as of now, even the smallest parts of your daily routine were far gone.

to say the least, you were a mess.

your boyfriend héctor always offered to do your skincare, being fond of your perfectionist routine. but you always denied, telling him that it wasn’t his problem, and that he shouldn’t have to worry.

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as you finally had a day of rest, you decided to take matters into your own hands, and finally fix yourself up. you did your nails, had your everything shower, and put on nice pajamas.

the evening was nice and calm in barcelona , and that set you in a better mood to continue in with your routine.

but as you started on your skincare, you noticed red dots on your skin. as you got closer and closer to your bathroom mirror, there it was. something you never expected..

acne..

it never occurred to you to check in the mirror before you went to uni, because of how busy you were, but now looking at yourself, you were deeply regretting not checking once in the mirror.

you rarely had problems with acne, your skincare routine always provided a good protection against acne. but since you haven’t been able to take care of yourself, there you were, having to deal with problems on your skin.

it could’ve been hormonal changes you were going through, but you couldn’t find why you broke out. but there you were..

you couldn’t help but start to tear up, thoughts racing through your head.

“how come i never noticed?”, you whispered to yourself. tears began streaming down your face, not being able to control your emotions anymore.

as your emotions began to take over, your mind went wandering..

‘why does my boyfriend even like me?’ ‘am i even good enough for him?’ ‘why did i not take care of myself properly?’

as you were so in your head, you never noticed the bathroom door opening.

héctor had just came back from an outing with his teammates. when he came back home, he heard soft sobs heard from your shared room, and he decided to investigate.

when he opened the door to your shared bathroom, he noticed you crying. confused as he was, he decided to walk quietly to you, trying to figure out why you were crying.

he noticed you rubbing at your skin, saying something he couldn’t comprehend, but that’s when it hit him.

you were crying because you broke out.

he felt sad that you weren’t able to properly take care of yourself, and deep down he knew you were blaming yourself for having university overload you with stress.

he quietly hugged you, which quickly got you out of your thoughts.

while there were no words exchanged, the only thing heard were quiet sobs from you.

as minutes passed by, you spoke up.

“dime la verdad héctor, me quieres así de fea?”, you said, clearly emotional. (tell me the truth hector, you love me this ugly)

“como crees que no te amo!! i love you the way you are baby.. why do you think that?”, hector said, voice lingering with sadness and confusion. (why do you think that i don’t love you)

“don’t you see my skin amor! how do you love someone like me, who’s skin looks terrible..?”, you said quietly, voice cracking at the end.

“i love you with or without acne amor,” hector started.

“you need to understand that this happens to people. you’re the most gorgeous person i’ve ever laid my eyes upon! te quiero sin o con maquillaje, sin o con problemas de piel.” héctor said softly. (i love you with or without makeup, with or without skin problems)

his words calmed you down. you thought you weren’t enough for him. he was a gorgeous man, with great skin, not a single problem with his skin.

you felt insecure with those pimples, although it would be gone, you still felt a bit insecure.

he noticed your face and decided to reassure more..

“you know amor, you’re the most beautiful girl ever.. i love you no matter what.”, your boyfriend said.

he ended it with a kiss.. problems soon faded away.

you were his beautiful girl and he loved you no matter what.

a/n: first héctor fic! ngl i didn’t know how to even start it so if it seems weird pls forgive me! also mind my shitty writing for dear life.. please send requests if you have some🤍

[caostalgia]

Mi corazón se encuentra perdido, no se si lo deje guardado en el recuerdo de su mirada o si estará oculto entre las palabras.

Mi mente divaga entre esto y aquello, buscando una brújula que lo dirija, y mientras todo sucede el día se acaba y el tiempo se pasa.

Una vez más las horas se sienten insípidas, construyó castillos de arena y vivo una vida de papel.

El suelo que me sostiene se siente apunto de romper y ni si quiera tengo lágrimas que ofrecer.

Oh vida! Amada mía, dime cómo complacer, este espíritu atolondrado que no ve, que todo lo tiene y aún así no sabe que hacer de el.

Siento como si el tiempo del día no alcanzará para nada. Quiero construir un sueño fuera de mi cabeza, pero parece certeza que solo soy un títere de ilusiones hecho para crear nada.

Desperdicio mi vida como si está no acabara, me siento aprisionado en un juego y una mala pasada.

Nunca quiero estar en ningún lugar, mi mente no se queda en ningún momento. Mi alma grita por ser liberada, pero sale y no haya nada.

Tengo a flor de piel los sentidos y sentimientos atentos ante este mundo cruel y violento.

Los buenos momentos se me escapan como llenando un roto cuenco.

Me enemisto con el tiempo, quiero que esté pare o se acabe, que no me controle ni me devore. Que está vida de verdad se sienta mia, que el cuerpo obedezca y la mente no ensordezca.

Quiero que parezca que la vida tiene sentido y yo en este cuerpo mío me sienta vivo.

-brokencat

[flan-tasma]

Hello, I hope you are well

I love your writing, I hope you keep writing ❤️

Could you do a scenario of Male Reader having his first time with Lyney?

If you feel uncomfortable, you can ignore the request, there will be no problem.

💖~ Thank you for your words! I hope I can continue writing too, studies take up a lot of my time but sitting down to write this helps me rest~

In the end it took me too long, but I finally did it ksgdkvd

Now I'm a flan. A flan-tasma.

Warning: smut, Male!Reader | Google Translate sponsors me (it's a lie) If I made any mistakes in the english translation, I would be happy to read your comments! | Content in spanish and english

Spanish:

Al mago le gusta el romanticismo. Cada beso está cargado de sentimiento, te sostiene como si fueras la criatura más preciosa del planeta porque sabe que lo eres, te adora más de lo que puede imaginar y siempre ha planeado detalladamente cada paso como pareja. La primera cita, el primer beso, el primer show en que le ayudaste, todo estuvo metódicamente calculado para que sea perfecto y se arrancaría el cabello de la cabeza si algo no salía como debía. Por eso no era de extrañar que la noche en que planearon unirse por primera vez todo estaba vacío, olía a flores y las Rosarcoíris estaban esparcidas por la habitación junto a las velas que iluminaban todo de una tenue luz amarilla. Lo notaste, las flores cerca para que el aroma te tranquilizara, las velas cálidas algo lejos para evitar un incendio por algún accidente, había agua y aperitivos a un lado de la cama y Lyney solo esperaba que te gustara tanto como esperaba.

Te desnudó con tranquilidad, a un ritmo lento que parecía tímido. Besó tus labios, los mordió con delicadeza y te acostó para que estuvieras cómodo.

"Lo estás haciendo bien, amor. Eres muy lindo." Susurró contra tu piel, dejó marcas rojas con la forma de sus dientes y sus labios tomaron la carne hasta pintarla de morado. Sus manos pasaron por tu pecho hasta tu espalda baja para sostenerte, sus dedos lubricados pasaron por tu agujero apretado y entró uno, se tragó tus jadeos que pasaron de tu garganta hasta su boca y acarició tu cadera. Sus murmullos pasaron desde tu piel hasta el núcleo de tu ser cuando te masturbó con su otra mano, manchando sus palmas con tu líquido preseminal que bajaba como un hilo hasta tu vientre. Tus caderas se movieron contra su mano y lo hicieron sonreír. "Se siente bien, ¿verdad? Dime si te gusta." Tus súplicas lo pusieron duro a más no poder, sonrió mientras te hacía retorcer.

Fue a un ritmo lento, casi manchó sus pantalones cuando tú linda voz lo llamó para que te follara y sentiste su respiración en tu cuello cuando por fin decidió entrar en ti. Calmado, te sostuvo en sus brazos y te abrazó para que te relajarse, te besó por todas partes mientras era delicado, tomando tu mano y besando tu muñeca, luciendo como un borracho por tu olor mientras se metía bajo tu piel y te hacía alcanzar el placer con tus manos. Su lengua paseó por tu cuello y hombros, besando mientras jadeaba por lo apretado que estabas, alabándote como s un Dios mientras sus lágrimas se mezclaron con las tuyas al igual que el sudor.

Pintaste tu piel con tu semen al mismo tiempo que él te llenaba por dentro. Gimió contra tu cuello y tembló al llamarte su único amor, el más suave y placentero.

"Por favor... Déjame hacerlo una vez más." Sus ojos brillaron con un lujurioso deseo de ti, de enterrarse en tu carne eternamente. Sintió hambre de ti y no estaba dispuesto a dejarte ir ahora que había probado tu sabor.

English:

The magician likes romanticism. Each kiss is loaded with feeling, he holds you as if you were the most precious creature on the planet because he knows you are, he adores you more than he can imagine and he has always planned every step as a couple in detail. The first date, the first kiss, the first show you helped him with, everything was methodically calculated to be perfect and he would tear his hair out of his head if something didn't go the way it should. That's why it wasn't surprising that the night you planned to get together for the first time, everything was empty, it smelled like flowers, and the Rainbow Roses were scattered around the room along with the candles that illuminated everything with a faint yellow light. You noticed it, the flowers nearby so that the aroma would calm you down, the warm candles a little far away to avoid a fire due to some accident, there was water and snacks on the side of the bed and Lyney just hoped that you liked it as much as she expected.

He undressed you calmly, at a slow pace that seemed timid. Kissed your lips, bit them gently, and laid you down so you were comfortable.

"You're doing well, love. You're so cute." He whispered against your skin, left red marks in the shape of his teeth and his lips took your flesh until painted it purple. His hands ran down your chest to your lower back to support you, lubricated fingers passed through your tight hole and one entered, he swallowed your gasps that passed from your throat to his mouth and caressed your hip. His murmurs passed from your skin to the core of your being as he masturbated you with his other hand, staining his palms with your precum that ran down like a thread to your belly. Your hips moved against his hand, making him smile. "It feels good, right? Tell me if you like it." Your pleas made him hard as hell, he smiled as he made you squirm.

He went at a slow pace, almost stained his pants when your pretty voice called him to fuck you and you felt his breath on your neck when he finally decided to enter you. Calmly, he held you in his arms and hugged you to relax, kissing you all over while being gentle, taking your hand and kissing your wrist, looking like a drunk from your scent as he got under your skin and made you reach for the pleasure with your hands. His tongue ran along your neck and shoulders, kissing as he gasped at how tight you were, praising you like a God as his tears mixed with yours as well as sweat.

You painted your skin with your cum at the same time he filled you inside. He moaned against your neck and trembled as he called you his only love, the softest and most pleasant.

"Please... Let me do it one more time." His eyes shone with a lustful desire for you, to bury himself in your flesh forever. He felt hungry for you and he wasn't willing to let you go now that he had tasted you.

[fragmentosadolescentes]

Me gustaría decir que volví a ser la chica que era antes de ti, pero la verdad es que esa chica no volverá jamás. No sólo me arrebataste mi inocencia, también te llevaste mis planes de formar una familia, de ser mamá, de casarme. Te fuiste sin remordimiento alguno, buscando nuevos horizontes mientras yo me quedé recogiendo cada pedacito de mi corazón. Dime si tú volverías a ser el mismo después de eso.

–Kislev🥀

[barcalover86]

GAVI ONE SHOT

Pranking your boyfriend

Waiting for requests. Feel free to ask me anything!

Summary: Telling your boyfriend that you want him to leave the bathroom so that you could take a shower.

Fluff

You were with your boyfriend, Gavi, in your bathroom. You were washing your face while Pablo was brushing his teeth. An idea came up on your mind, and that was to prank him telling him that you would like to take a shower and that you would like to be alone.

"Amor, me gustaria darme una ducha." (Love, I would like to take a shower)

"Bien, cariña." (Okay, sweetheart)

"No, no me entendiste. Podrías salir, por favor?" (No, you didn't understand me. Can you please go out?) you asked with a baby face

"Que?" he questioned you really confused

"Por favor, podría-" you were about to repeat yourself, until he interrupted you

"Lo entendí y te escuché totalmente. Pero por qué? Te veo desnuda todos los dias."(I got it and totally heard you, but why? I see you naked every day)

"Me siento tímido en este momento y quiero pasar un rato conmigo, sabes?"(I feel shy, and now I wanna spend some time with myself, you know?) you asked shyly

"Qué dijiste? Te sientes tímido? Y hace 20 minutos cuando estabas sentado completamente desnudo en mi cara, no era así? Dime la verdad, y/n." (What did you say? You are feeling shy? (But 20 minutes ago when you were sitting completely naked on my face, you were not?)

You blushed so hard that you turned around so that he couldn't see your face. You didn't expect that reaction.

"Awh, ahora no quieres hablar más?" he said sarcastically.

You didn't reply, so he connected his chest with your back and started to kiss your neck.

"Dime, amor" (tell me) "Eres tan tímida o simplemente no puedes dar una vuelta más en la ducha?" (Are you that shy or you just can't take another round in the shower?)

Now you were blushing really hard. The truth is that you couldn't do another round because you were tired so to not give him some type of satisfaction, you told him that it was only a prank.

"No esperaba eso. Pero si quieres, podemos tener otra ronda." (I didn't expect that, but if you want we can still do another round) he said with a smirk on his face.

"Pablo, podemos ducharnos juntos, pero por favor, no puedo más." (I can't take it anymore) you said sad.

"Por supuesto, mi vida" he replied smiling.

You took eachother's clothes off and enjoyed your shower. He could be rough in bed, but if you were hurt or feel some negative emotions, he would be the nicest person, everytime taking care of you. He loved you a lot and wanted you to feel good.

After the shower, he massaged your shoulders softly. You two cuddled and went to sleep. You felt so lucky to have a boyfriend who cared about you that much.

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