#héctor fort headcanons

[halfwayhearted]

heyy, I love ur work!! Could you pls write some hector fort boyfriend headcanons?? tysm 🤍🤍

Boyfriend Héctor Fort Headcanons! :3

“let’s get personal.” / “only acting like this ‘cause I like you.”

Boyfriend Héctor Fort who… can’t and probably won’t take anything seriously. A character you liked was killed off in the show? He’s laughing. Though, he does try his best to comfort you while you bawl.

Boyfriend Héctor Fort who… finds himself reaching for you. If one of his friends scares him and you’re nearby, he latches onto you instantly, not caring when you try to pry yourself away from him.

Boyfriend Héctor Fort who… is always smiling. Even when none of you are doing anything, he’s smiling, making a smile form on your own face.

Boyfriend Héctor Fort who… enjoys being obnoxious, never missing the chance to bump shoulders with you, making you glare at him and do the same in return, turning it into a back-and-forth thing.

Boyfriend Héctor Fort who… doesn’t want to stop kissing you. The second you pull back to catch your breath, he starts littering tender pecks all over your face, making you laugh sweetly.

Boyfriend Héctor Fort who… will always be caught staring at you, unashamedly, no matter what. He’s staring at you for two reasons: one, because he knows how easily you get flustered when you catch him, and two, because he quite literally just loves to stare at you, like he’s committing your features to memory. It makes you utterly sick.

Boyfriend Héctor Fort who… needs to feel your gentle hands combing through his hair anytime he finally has the opportunity to lay with or on you.

Boyfriend Héctor Fort who… isn’t Héctor if he isn’t constantly teasing you about something that never actually deserved to be teased about. He’ll, unfortunately, make nothing into something.

Boyfriend Héctor Fort who… despite his cocky nature, he is a boy who still can’t help but be awkward around you the first couple of minutes you two see each other. You love to see it and tease him.

Boyfriend Héctor Fort who… won’t leave you alone without saying the three words you love to hear.

“I love you, I’ll let you know when I get home.”

“Thank you. I love you, too, Héctor.”

(+ he’ll say it again after you. For good measure.)

Likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated ^_^.

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[cherrynflowergarden]

hii! could you do hector fort bf head canons please? 😇

bf héctor headcanons || héctor fort

an; tysm for the request i hope you're happy w it:) i wrote this during my college hours hehe WE'RE LIKE 4 PPL AWAY FROM 500 OMG ILYSM the arda güler works i was writing hehe yeah i dislike them im gonna turn one into smau and let's see what i do w the other one im going to write for logan and carlos next 😠🎀

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bf!héctor who despite looking so imitating is the sweetest boyfriend ever.

bf!héctor who calls you mi vida because you are his life.

bf!héctor who smiles so wide around you.

bf!héctor who acts nonchalant but not second someone mentions you all that act is down the drain.

bf!héctor who knows the sidewalk rule. he always walks on the side near the road. subconsciously, he does this with his friends too, since he's so used to it.

bf!héctor who finally gives in to your pleas and does tiktok challenges with you.

bf!héctor who loves being your passanger princess.

bf!héctor who lets you tie a bow around his bicep.

bf!héctor who loves gossiping with you.

bf!héctor who will attack you with kisses randomly.

bf!héctor who is the ultimate scary dog privilege. one wrong look at his girl and he's scaring the daylights of the person with his glare.

bf!héctor who is a cuddler. he needs your cuddles all the time.

bf!héctor who sends random pictures with the caption "this reminded me of you:)" to you almost everytime he's out.

bf!héctor who loves going for grocery shopping with you. something about it feels so domestic.

bf!héctor who tries to make breakfast in bed for you but ultimately fails. the loud clinking of the utensils definitely woke you up.

bf!héctor who talks to his mom about you.

bf!héctor who 'hates' when his mom tells you about his embarrassing moments and shows you his baby pictures. (no he doesn't he loves that his mother loves you enough to share all these with you)

bf!héctor who lets you colour his tattoos.

bf!héctor who gets matching tattoos with you. (if you don't want tattoos then he gets one dedicated to you.)

bf!héctor who loves when you steal his clothes.

bf!héctor who gets all shy when you call him by a pet name. (he was super shy and blushy the first time you called him a pet name)

bf!héctor who wears your scrunchie as a bracelet. he does this to one, let everyone know he's happily taken and two, for the time when you need tie your hair.

bf!héctor who needs your attention 24/7.

bf!héctor who playfully bites your nose.

bf!héctor who will flex his muscles randomly to get a reaction out of you.

bf!héctor who pretends to hate it when his friends tease him with your name.

bf!héctor who loves when you give him back and head scratches. no one but you is allowed to touch his hair.

bf!héctor who carries you on his back when you're tired.

bf!héctor who gets everything in your wishlist. he loves to spoil you.

bf!héctor who appreciates thoughtful and handmade gifts. he loves when you gift him a handmade bouquet. since he doesn't have much free time, he prefers to gift you small easy crafts.

bf!héctor who parades around with your lip stain on his cheek.

bf!héctor who loves neck kisses.

[sainzzsturns]

could you do a type of boyfriend of héctor fort pleasee

Type Boyfriend Headcanons

a/n: sorry for taking so long to upload, im having my finals and i had written a bunch my tumblr didn’t save it 😭😭

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to not want to get up in the mornings because he wants to stay in bed with you

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend who wants to join in on your self care days

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to be protective over his girlfriend

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to buy you gifts even when told not to

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to ask his mom what to do after an argument

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to try to cook a nice meal for you and end up burning it

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend give you flowers every time you go out

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to wear matching outfits (not same clothes but like same color scheme)

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to always kiss your neck from behind

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to pick you up randomly as if you were a feather

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to give you everything and do everything for you when you’re on your period or feeling down/sick

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to ask his older teammates (lewa, gundo…) what to buy for presents

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to need his mom to approve of his girlfriend

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to leave you sticky notes around the house

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to write you letters/notes when he’s away for a game

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to learn about your parents favorite things to try to impress them

↝ héctor the type of boyfriend to accidentally raise his voice during an argument and apologize for everything instantly, he’ll feel bad for the rest of the week too

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Requests: closed for a while

Categories:

Smut 🫦

Fluff/Soft 🎀

Sad/Angst 💌

—Imagines.

Ruben Dias.

B-day cake. 🎀

Valentine's Day. 🎀🫦

A family with you. 🎀🫦

Dress. 🎀🫦

Goodbye, Ruben. 💌

The most beautiful woman. 🎀💌

Babysitter. 🎀

Babysitter. Part 2. 🎀

Ride on me. 🫦

Mason Mount.

Say that again. Part 1 💌

Say that again. Part 2. 🎀💌

Baby blue love. 🎀

She's mine too. Part 1. 🎀

She's mine too. Part 2. 🎀

Joao Felix.

Last time. 🫦💌

Fuck boy. 🎀💌

Disaster. Part 1. 🎀

Disaster. Part 2. 🫦

Call out my name. 🫦

Christian Pulisic.

Lover. 🎀

Pedri Gonzalez.

Brother's best friend. 🎀

Comfort boy. 🎀💌

Love again. Part 1. 💌

Love again. Part 2. 🎀💌

Love again. Part 3. 🎀💌

Love again. Part 4. 🎀

Stop calling me that. 🫦🎀

Between us. 🫦

Stop talking and kiss me. 🎀

Good girl. 🫦

Jude Bellingham.

It's about fate. 🎀

It's about fate. Part 2. 🎀

The way I look at you. 🎀🫦

Pablo Gavi.

Love hate. Part 1 🎀

Love hate. Part 2 🎀🫦

Love hate. Part 3 🎀

Love hate. Part 4 🎀

Neighbors in trouble. Part 1. 🫦

Neighbors in trouble. Part 2. 🫦🎀

You don't know me. 🎀

Seven minutes in heaven. 🎀🫦

Guilty as Sin. 💌

So strong. 🎀

Summer love. 🎀

Fermin Lopez.

Sea of love. 🎀💌

Sea of love. Part 2. 🎀

Comeback to me. 🎀💌

Marc Guiu.

You're mine. 🎀

Héctor Fort.

First love. 🎀

—Headcanon.

The type of Boyfriend. Mason Mount. 🎀

The type of Bestfriend. Jude Bellingham. 🎀

The type of Roommate. Fermin Lopez. 🎀

The type of Husband. Ruben Dias. 🎀

The type of Boyfriend. Marc Guiu. 🎀

The type of Friend with benefits. Gavi. 🫦

The type of Boyfriend. Joao Felix. 🎀

The type of Boyfriend. Alejandro Balde. 🎀

—Reaction.

FC Barcelona. 🎀

FC Barcelona. 🎀

FC Barcelona. 🎀

FC Barcelona. 💌🎀

FC Barcelona. 🎀

FC Barcelona. 🎀

FC Barcelona. 🎀

FC Barcelona. 🫦

FC Barcelona. 🎀

—SFW/NSFW alphabet.

FC Barcelona. 🎀

FC Barcelona. 💌🎀

A to Z. Ruben Dias. 🫦

A to Z. Pedri Gonzalez. 🫦

A to Z. Pablo Gavi. 🫦

A to Z. Lamine Yamal. 🎀

A to Z. Ferran Torres. 🫦

A to Z. Alejandro Balde. 🫦

And more coming.

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Thunder

Here's the ficlet I wrote for @p3ishere for the @cocofanexchange secret Valentine's!! They wanted Miguel getting scared by a nightmare and going to Héctor.

(Bonus thanks to @upperstories because like 90% of this is her adorable headcanon.)

Enjoy!

“Papá, when are we going to get there?”

“We’ll get there whenever we get there,” was Papá’s cheery response as he adjusted the dial on the radio. Miguel groaned and rolled his eyes, then leaned forward to look at Mamá in the passenger’s seat.

“Mamá, when will we actually get there?” he asked, raising his eyebrows at her. She turned back to look at him with a smile.

“Not too long, mijo.” She gave his cheek a gentle pinch in exactly the way he hated and laughed at the face he made in response. “Now sit back. Sitting like that isn’t safe, Miguel.”

Miguel puffed out his cheeks, but sat back like she said. He hated car rides like this. He couldn’t even remember where they were going, but it was taking forever. He stared out the window—nothing but wide blue sky and desert. He gave another huff to make sure his parents knew he was bored, then leaned against the door.

He had a split second of realizing the door was opening before he tumbled out of the car, hitting the asphalt and rolling before he pushed himself up. He shook his head and got to his feet, turning to see the car still heading down the highway. Did his parents not know he fell out? Were they punishing him for not wearing his seatbelt? They weren’t as mean as that!

“Mamá! Papá!” he cried, running after the car. It just kept rolling ahead. He broke into a sprint as he kept calling out for them, but the car kept driving. He had to get back to them! They couldn’t leave him behind! “Mamá! Pa—”

He skidded to a halt as a huge truck started barreling down the highway. It took up the whole street, and it was coming so fast…heading right for his papá’s car. Miguel ran faster, screaming for them to move out of the way. They didn’t. The truck kept coming. Miguel’s feet stuck to the ground, and he watched in horror as the truck sped up, unable to even blink as it caught up to Papá’s car and…

BOOM!

Miguel screamed at the noise, immediately launching himself out of bed and stumbling across the room. His heart was racing, and he swayed a bit as he realized that he wasn’t on a highway in the desert. He was…in a recording room. In Tío Héctor’s apartment. He swallowed hard, taking a few deep breaths as he listened to the rain splatter against the window.

It was a dream…well, it was a nightmare. The counsellor had told him that he’d have these, but it’d been almost two months now. Couldn’t they just…stop? He swallowed again, swiping at his eyes and still feeling a little shaky and horribly, horribly alone. Part of him wanted to ask Tío Héctor if he could stay with him, but only little kids were afraid to sleep alone. Maybe he could go out and listen to one of the records for a bit. That’d be a good way to…

BOOM!

Miguel let out another scream as thunder crashed outside, immediately throwing open his door and running out of his room. He hadn’t gotten far before he crashed into something, only to gasp as it wrapped around him.

“Hey, hey, you’re all right. It’s all right, chamaco.” A wide hand ruffled his hair, and Miguel looked up and let out a breath. So the thing that had caught him was Tío Héctor. Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Tío Héctor looked at him with concern. “What ha—” Another crash of thunder flooded the apartment, and Miguel flinched before he could stop himself. “Did the thunder wake you up?”

Miguel swallowed and nodded.

“It gets pretty scary, doesn’t it?”

He made a face. He wasn’t scared of thunder, not really, but…his thought was cut off as Héctor let go of him to give him a grin.

“But you know what? I’m an expert in handling thunder storms, so I know the best thing to do.” He nodded toward Miguel’s room. “Grab some blankets, then meet me in the living room.”

Miguel gave Héctor a curious look, but nodded and headed back into his room. He pulled off the big blanket on his bed, as well as the top sheet for good measure. He hesitated for a moment, then grabbed his orange fleece blanket as well before stumbling back out to the living room. He dropped them on the floor to see Héctor pulling in chairs from the kitchen.

“Are we making a fort?” Miguel asked, pulling over his big blanket as Héctor gestured for it.

“Ay, I knew you were smart, chamaco! Yes, we are, and I need you to throw that sheet over the sofa arm…sí, perfecto.” Tío Héctor grinned at him as he tied a corner around one of the chairs. “Like I said, I’m an expert in handling thunder storms. Blanket forts are a must. Oye, grab a couple of those books to weigh down your side. The last thing we want is for this to collapse on us halfway through the night.”

Miguel scrambled over to the coffee table to grab a couple of heavy books. He glanced up at Héctor, hard at work to make sure there was enough lift for them to fit inside, then pressed his lips together as he set the books down on the edge of the sheet.

“Are…you scared of thunder, Tío Héctor?”

Héctor popped his head up over the fort to look at Miguel. “I used to be, when I was around your age. Your Tío Berto taught me that lightning trick, you know, the one where you count after thunder to see how far the lightning is? That terrified me. I’d spend the whole night hiding under my blanket counting and waiting for our house to get struck by lightning. Then…No, no, chamaco, you don’t want the roof to droop.” He walked over to Miguel’s side. “Here, see? You tug it tight, then tuck it under the chair.” Héctor demonstrated, then let it go and gestured for Miguel to do the same.

After Miguel fixed the sheet—taking care to copy Héctor’s instructions—he looked up at his tío curiously. “So how’d you stop being scared?”

“Well, Tía Victoria decided to help me. She came into my room and said, ‘You think you can hide from thunder forever? Vete, niño, we’re going to the plaza.’” He chuckled a bit as he arranged two corners of blankets into a door. “So we go out to Mariachi Plaza, it’s pouring rain, and Tía Victoria has a death grip on my arm to keep me from running every time I hear some thunder. She says, ‘You see, niño? It’s just noise. You don’t need to be scared of it.’”

“And then you weren’t scared anymore?”

“Actually, right after she said that, a lightning bolt hit the mirador and I didn’t stop screaming for twenty minutes. Tía Elena considered bringing in the priest.” He looked up and grinned at Miguel’s little snort, then took a step back to look over their work. “I think we’re just about ready. We just need…” He frowned for a moment, then snapped. “Pillows. Meet you back here in two minutes.”

Miguel quickly went back to his room, only stopping at the flash of light that flooded the apartment. He shook his head and grabbed the two pillows from his bed and ran back out to the living room. He frowned.

“Tío Héctor?”

“In here, chamaco.” Héctor popped his head out the fort’s “door” and nodded for Miguel to come inside before disappearing again. Miguel glanced up at another crash of thunder, then crawled inside to find Héctor arranging couch cushions and an insane amount of pillows on the floor.

The fort wasn’t huge by any means, but there was still enough space for the two of them to sit comfortably. As Miguel helped arrange the pillows for maximum nesting, he looked up at Héctor again. “So how’d you really stop being scared?”

Héctor glanced up at him, then nodded up. “Forts.”

“To protect yourself?”

“Well, no, blanket forts don’t work like that.” He eyed a sagging bit of blanket and got up on his knees to fix it. “But I figured out that if I kept counting every time I heard thunder, I’d never be able to do anything. So I had to do something that kept me busy—and figuring out how to build the perfect fort was the best way to stop the counting.”

“So you just make a fort every time there’s a thunderstorm?” Miguel asked, settling back against the pillows and wrapping his fleece blanket around himself.

“Pff, Ernesto would kill me if I did this all the time. Wait here.” Héctor slipped out of the fort, only to reappear a moment later with his record player. “This was my other way of handling it, just before I went to secundaria. Can’t be scared if you’re focused on music.” He set the player down, opening the lid and carefully flipping the record to the A side. “I’ve got Caravanserai in there right now, that’s always been my favorite with storms.” He switched the record player on and dropped the needle onto the vinyl, then dropped down on the cushions beside Miguel with a sigh as music filled their little fort. “So there we go. Still scared, Miguelito?”

Miguel fiddled with his blanket. “I, uh…I’m not scared of thunder.”

Héctor frowned up at him. “So you’re saying that I told you my whole life story for nothing, chamaco?”

“No! No, I…I just…” Miguel let out a little huff, then scooted over to lay down beside Héctor. “I…had a bad dream. That’s what woke me up.”

Héctor’s eyes slid down to him. “You wanna talk about it?”

Miguel gave his head a hard shake. He’d stopped thinking about it while they’d been building the fort, and he definitely didn’t want to start again. He glanced up as he felt a hand on top of his head, catching Tío Héctor smile as he shook his head a bit.

“Then we don’t need to. Estas bien.” He snapped suddenly. “Escucha, escucha! This part’s amazing.”

Miguel gave a wavering smile, then settled a little closer to Tío Héctor’s side as he listened to the guitar riff. There was still a little of that tight feeling in his chest from the dream, but between the fort and hearing Héctor hum along to the music, it was starting to fade. He felt…safe. Safe from highways and trucks, safe from thunder and lightning, and safe from that awful loneliness he’d woken up with. So he let his eyes shut and let himself drift off to sleep, too comfortable to be bothered by the thunder that rumbled outside.

[dienteoro]

Hc shoes

ASK ABOUT HEADCANONS !

héctor never really got into shoemaking until after the movie’s canon, & he never got word of imelda’s business until years after it started from passersby discussing it. he had questioned ( & still does ) why shoes ?  but nevertheless he couldn’t be more proud of her for getting by the way she did   –   especially keeping in mind the time period & political standing of mexico back then.

when finally, héctor was accepted back into the family, he graciously offered his aid in the shoemaking process. making shoes ?  hardly his forte & cringe worthy at his best. he’s no better in the business area, either ( it’s not that he’s not smart, he’s wildly smart, but his mind just isn’t wired for all those numbers & things ), so he decided to stick to music. but, he does what he can around the shop, i.e. “papa héctor, can you grab me that [ insert tool / material here ] ?” “papa héctor, would you mind bringing this delivery up to the window ?” a majority of the time, though, he plays his guitar for his familia while they work.

héctor’s first pair of custom - made rivera shoes was a surprise gift ( & a symbol of being accepted back into the family ). you guessed it   —   he cried & marveled at how perfecto they fit on his feet ( in life, he’d get so many blisters since most stores didn’t have his size ).

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Boyfriend Spencer Reid Headcanons !

Real Love ! (angst/fluff)

Apple Cider ! (fluff)

Will You Cry? Part One ! (angst)

I Love You, I’m Sorry. Part Two ! (angst/comfort)

Free Treasure ! (fluff)

Always Forever ! (fluff)

Everything I Want ! (fluff)

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Rises The Moon ! (comfort/fluff)

FOOTBALL:

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Right Side Of My Neck ! (fluff)

First Day Of My Life ! (fluff)

…What Are We? Part One ! (angst)

No Need To Argue. Part Two ! (angst/comfort)

Eres Tú ! (fluff)

Something Changed ! (slight angst/comfort/fluff)

Pedri González . . .

I Think He Knows ! (slight angst/fluff)

Die With A Smile ! (fluff)

Sea Of Love ! (fluff)

Sunlight ! (fluff)

By Your Side ! (fluff)

La La Love You ! (fluff)

Boyfriend Pedri González Headcanons !

Lamine Yamal . . .

Means Something ! (fluff)

In Your Arms ! (fluff)

Kingston ! (fluff)

Boyfriend Lamine Yamal Headcanons !

In Agreement ! (comfort/fluff)

Héctor Fort . . .

Show Me How ! (fluff)

Fall Right In ! (fluff)

Soft Spot ! (fluff)

Ghost Highway ! (fluff)

Boyfriend Héctor Fort Headcanons !

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Teenage Blue ! (fluff)

Friday I’m In Love ! (fluff)

For Lovers ! (fluff)

Pau Cubarsí . . .

Hey Lover ! (fluff)

Cariño ! (fluff)

Fall With Me ! (fluff)

Boyfriend Pau Cubarsí Headcanons !

Love Between… ! (fluff)

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Boyfriend Fermín López Headcanons !

Arda Güler . . .

Our Way To Fall ! (fluff)

Kiss Her You Fool ! (slight angst/fluff)

Fallingforyou ! (fluff/angst if you squint)

Velvet Mood ! (angst/comfort/fluff)

Second Nature ! (fluff)

Baby, It’s Cold Outside ! (fluff)

You & Me Song ! (fluff)

Jobe Bellingham . . .

Over The Moon ! (fluff)

Trent Alexander Arnold . . .

In A Good Way ! (fluff)

Neymar Jr . . .

High School Dreamers ! (fluff/angst if you squint)

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Watch You Sleep ! (comfort/fluff)

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Masterlist

football .ᐟ

⤷ héctor fort

tease

drunkie

self-care night

headcanons

⤷ jude bellingham

injured

youtube .ᐟ

⤷ christopher sturniolo

valentines

math homework

formula one .ᐟ

⤷ lando norris

obsessed

⤷ carlos sainz

nothing yet

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actors/tv shows/movies.ᐟ

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[cherrynflowergarden]

༘⋆𐙚⋆𖦹 football masterlist .✧˚

joão félix

→ demon in my head more of dimh (★)

héctor fort

→ bf!héctor headcanons (h)

→ drunk reader x bf héctor headcanon

marc guiu

→ bf!marc headcanons (h)

pablo gavi

→ text messages with gavi (★)

pedri gonzalez

yet to come...!

jobe bellingham

→ passenger princess jobe headcanon

→ date night with jobe

jude bellingham

yet to come...!

trent alexander arnold

→ braiding trent's hair

arda güler

→ baking with arda headcanon

kenan yildiz

yet to come...!

key; (s) smut, (f) fluff, (a) angst, (h) headcanons,(★) social media or text or snap au

[sainzzsturns]

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Chris Sturniolo

math homework

valentine

Jude Bellingham

injured

Héctor Fort

tease

drunkie

self care night

type of boyfriend headcanons

Pablo Gavi

coming soon…

Marc Guiu

coming soon…

Lando Norris

coming soon…