#lullaby spanish ver

[saioratral]

salvatore - itoshi sae being a romantic genius cause i said so warning: none + aged up! itoshi sae note: i still cant believe the fishi, the legend might i add, asked ME.. ME for a collab write. am i dreaming? i completely went off topic btw cause that song made me confused

link to goatshi's ver (you better read it) also forgot to tag the goat @fishii-writes

expensive cologne floated through the entire penthouse, filling the air with its rich scent after a perfume bottle shattered. the owner shrugs, it’s like pocket change for him, you laugh at his nonchalant attitude, settling to stand in the balcony until the smell is gone 

the view of the spanish coastline looked almost like a sight straight out of a movie, making the penthouse felt like a castle perched on a hill, its high walls shielding you from the outside world and prying eyes. a velvet sofa rests outside to accompany you both, sae sitting and staring at you 

“cariño”, sae's deep voice brought you back to the present, to turn around and face him. “like the view?”

“i love it”, you lean on the balcony railing, eyes drifting between the view and him

his  teal eyes softened slightly, a faint smile tugging at his lips, but it seemed tinged with sadness. his gaze lingered on you, as though memorizing the moment, taking the time to photograph your beauty as if you were leaving soon 

“people know how to live and forget," sae sighed, setting his glass down with a soft clink. "there are only two options" 

you arched a brow, intrigued. “and what are the two options?”

“you either forget, or you get swallowed by it," he said, voice dropping a little. "it’s everything—the past, the present, and the future” 

“.. i dont understand anything but you look handsome under the moonlight”

your laughter broke the tension, and sae raised an eyebrow, surprised by your light-hearted comment. here he was, getting sentimental, and you were busy admiring him? he watched you walk closer, your hands brushing over the soft fabric of his silk shirt. he let you feel it before you both sat down together

“i know,” you continued, resting your head on his shoulder, “everyone wants something from you. but i want you to be you. not the ‘japan golden boy,’ just… be you”

sae relaxed at your words, letting down his guard. your hand found his, fingers lacing together, and the ocean waves becoming a little lullaby for you both 

“me gusta cómo te ves esta noche”, he murmured, searching for your gaze

“oooo, spanish,” you teased, tilting your head to look up at him

“eres... como un sueño”, he said, his voice softening as he saw your bright smile 

the night continued with the both of you laughing over silly jokes and guessing what sae was speaking in spanish. you got up, changing the song to something more slow before pulling him up with you 

“what are we doing?”, sae asks, curiously watching you 

“you’ll see” 

you took his hands in yours, and as the song played, the two of you began to slow dance. the ocean seemed to quiet down, as if wanting you both to take the spotlight and the moon’s light giving the perfect photo moment

“lana del rey?” sae asked, recognizing the artist of the song

“the one and only,” you replied, resting your hand gently on his neck

at that moment, the world seemed to pause. sae leaned closer, his warm breath fanning your already flushed face. the smell of his cologne making you enter a new world, his words falling out like music, as if you understood 

“sometimes it’s better to not know all the words”, sae said softly, his eyes locked on yours 

“alright, prodigy”, you giggled. “you still sound hot” 

his gaze flickered to your lips before he leaned in even closer. his lips ghosting yours, teasing you to take the bait. the bait he had set up all along afterall, everything goes with his plan, no matter what 

“mi vida… may i?” 

you nod, feeling his lips finally meet yours, the faint taste of wine still lingering on them. the kiss begins softly, slow and teasing, just as before. sae liked taking his time, he wanted to build up the moment with you but even he could lose his patience once in a while 

the pent up desire took the best of him. with a quiet murmur, he pulled back from the kiss, his breath warm against your skin before gently guiding you toward the sofa. you follow the pull of his touch, your back sinking into the softness of the velvet cushions

he hovers above you, his finger moving to unbutton his shirt a little bit before leaning down. his lips finds your neck, kissing you slow and deliberately, the heat radiating from his touches gave you goosebumps 

“you’ll get the rest later”, he mumbles before crashing his lips back to yours  

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[moviestarmartini]

comfort. - jude bellingham x reader

pairing: jude bellingham x latina!reader

wc: 747

summary: your boyfriend needs comforting after such a hard loss.

warnings: pre-established relationship, pure fluff, clingy!jude, both reader and jude are sad, spanish but! translation will be added at the end

A/N: LISTEN this is MY way of coping with this loss, i bawled my eyes out on thursday unfortunately but it is what it is. also this is for MI GENTE LATINO for the second time let's fucking go (i have two wips with regular readers but this one came out faster rip)

now playing . . . día de enero by shakira

The sound of the door made you stop everything you’d been doing in the kitchen so you could greet Jude at his arrival. The door closed silently, and just from watching the game in your living room, you knew what mood your boyfriend was going to arrive in.

“Mi amor,” You sighed, stretching your arms out to pull him in a hug. “You played spectacularly.” You praised quietly, a kiss pressed to his temple as he seemed to place his entire weight on top of you. He held onto you like a lifeline, stumbling back onto the couch and pulling you to his lap.

“It wasn’t enough.” His voice was filled with shame, and the sentiment was enough to not want to look you in the eyes. “I’m so tired, love. We all are. It’s hard.”

“I know.” You masked the pain, trying to avoid him noticing it in your tone. The love he had for the club was something you truly admired, and you understood his frustrations whenever things didn’t exactly go according to plan.

You two sat there for what seemed hours, holding each other close as consolation. “I was just making dinner, hm? Your favorite?” You tenderly brushed his brows into place, your hands staying in his cheekbones. But his reply was silence.

“You know what? Get ready for bed, I’ll make us some tea.” You noticed how he perked up at the mention of self-care, and you knew what you had to do. You practically had to shove him off to make your way to the kitchen, coming to realize he’d followed you like a wounded puppy searching for its owner.

“Ay pero Jude,” You whined with a laugh, his insistence to cling onto you made tasks difficult. “Dame dos minutitos, eh? I have to prepare everything.” With a hum, you took the kettle and served it on your respective mugs, letting the bags steep before adding milk.

Tea time went by as planned, slow sips being the only thing filling the air in the bedroom. You felt the soothing effects, so comfortable and cozy that you placed your mug away with a bit left at the bottom. “What’s on your mind?” You asked, upon finding Jude staring at you.

He set his now empty cup on the nightstand, turned off the lamp, and wiggled to get under the pink duvet, pushing a Snoopy pillow out of the way. You usually reprimand him for mistreating your ‘children’, but you knew it wasn’t the time. “Can you…” The question edged from the tip of his tongue. “…sing? That one Shakira song…” He breathed out, and you couldn’t help but smile. Your voice wasn’t the best, but it was enough to soothe a baby with a soft lullaby.

You nodded, lying down. It didn’t take Jude long to lay on your chest, an arm wrapping across your torso and pulling you close. You hummed the beginning, skipping over the first verses, as the next one expressed what you felt within the depths of your heart; what you knew he needed to hear.

“Y todo va a pasar, pronto verás el sol brillar.” You sang quietly, in almost a whisper. He’d heard you blasting that song a while ago, hearing you gush about the lyrics before he asked for a translation. Now, he listened to it every time he sought comfort. Your comfort. “Tu, más que nadie, mereces ser feliz.”

You sang that sentence with your whole chest, and you could feel him holding onto you for dear life. “Ya vas a ver, como van sanando poco a poco tus heridas. Ya vas a ver, como va la misma vida a decantar la sal que sobra en el mar.”

You hummed along the interlude, and you could feel the way his shoulders relaxed. “I love you, babe. Te amo.” He muttered, voice slightly muffled by his face buried in your torso.

You prayed he would hear your heart drumming, the only way you could truly communicate how he made you feel.

“I love you too.” You muttered, snuggling closer to him. “And I meant every single thing that song says. You deserve happiness more than anyone.” Your voice was low, intimate; just like the moment you were going through. Lights out, no noise; just the two of you seemed to occupy this plane of existence.

“You’re my happiness,” Jude muttered, and before you realized it, he’d fallen asleep– lulled by the rhythmic beating of your heart.

A/N: this song is so beautiful y'all :,) ALSO!! the "salt" here is not a literal translation; in latino cultures it's often a word used for bad luck.

[orbillusion]

It Was Always For JuanaFlippa

or: if Charlie didn't go Gegg when Wilbur left

In Spanish and English! (Translator used)

Charlie sat in the small shack. He really did appreciate it. It was small, smaller than JuanaFlippa's room. He didn't deserve anything bigger.

He rubbed the beading tears from his eyes as he sat knees to chest by the door. He couldn't get his mind off of earlier that night. Singing JuanaFlippa's lullaby to Tallulah. It felt wrong. Almost like he had replaced her. It felt right. He had a second chance.

Not with Flippa, which he regrets. He left JuanaFlippa with his bitch wife again. Why did he think it would be any different?

No. He had a second chance to redeem himself. To be a better father. To show Flippa he could've done better.

"I'm Blue..." He whispered. His voice trailed off into shuddering breaths. He hugged his knees closer to his chest and buried his head between them.

"Dabadee..." He was tired. So *so* tired of it all. This all had started because his bitch wife doesn't know what the word 'careful' means.

"Dabadie..." He didn't want to see Mariana at the trial. If she even bothered to show up.

He'd try to make things right like he'd failed to do in eggxile.

For JuanaFlippa.

It was always for JuanaFlippa.

///////////

Charlie se sentó en la pequeña choza. Realmente lo apreció. Era pequeño, más pequeño que el cuarto de JuanaFlippa. No se merecía nada más grande.

Se frotó las lágrimas de los ojos mientras se sentaba con las rodillas junto al pecho junto a la puerta. No podía quitarse de la cabeza esa noche anterior. Cantando la canción de cuna de JuanaFlippa a Tallulah. Se sintió mal. Casi como si la hubiera reemplazado. Se sintió bien. Tuvo una segunda oportunidad.

No con Flippa, de lo que se arrepiente. Volvió a dejar a JuanaFlippa con su puta esposa. ¿Por qué pensó que sería diferente?

No. Tenía una segunda oportunidad para redimirse. Para ser un mejor padre. Para mostrarle a Flippa que podría haberlo hecho mejor.

"I'm Blue..." susurró. Su voz se apagó en respiraciones temblorosas. Abrazó sus rodillas más cerca de su pecho y enterró su cabeza entre ellas.

"Dabadee..." Estaba cansado. Tan *tan* cansado de todo. Todo esto comenzó porque su perra esposa no sabe lo que significa la palabra 'cuidado'.

"Dabadie..." No quería ver a Mariana en el juicio. Si ella siquiera se molestó en aparecer.

Trataría de hacer las cosas bien como no lo había hecho en eggxile.

Para JuanaFlippa.

Siempre fue para JuanaFlippa.

[mlm-blues]

who else has got7 lullaby (spanish ver.) stuck in their head rn 😂

[cajadejugopicantecaja]

(vía https://open.spotify.com/track/0WQwiIbBX6JaVw1w9awD6E?si=i2vNxBAMTVm0PULVbeQHHQ)

Dijeron que fue la versión que más les costó T^T estoy infinitamente agradecida de que no se hayan dado por vencidos y la hayan sacado igual!! sé que la pronunciación y entonación es super dificil de lograr:’( pero les quedó bastante bien y se entiende el 95% de la canción<3 se me hace muy entrete escucharla jajajaja y no me da cringe:’D asi que la voy a seguir bacilando ashjds<3 

TE QUIERO HASTA EL FINAL OOOOHHH(8)

[floralbfs]

how much of a coincidence does something have to be until it's a sign

[prdsverse]

hablame dulce ♪ es mágico ♪ sweet lullaby ♪

[taeminsupremacist]

[dawnofus]

i’ve listened to lullaby spanish ver. so many times that listening to the original version feels weird

[seoulicons]

[ LATIN SPECIAL ]

spotify!!

please like or reblog if you enjoy ^,^

SUPER JUNIOR - I Think I

SUPER JUNIOR - Mamacita

SUPER JUNIOR feat. Leslie Grace - Lo Siento

SUPER JUNIOR feat. REIK - One More Time (Otra Vez)

SUPER JUNIOR -  Ahora Te Puedes Marchar

SUPER JUNIOR - Animals

SF9 - O Sole Mio

BTS - Airplane pt.2

FTISLAND - I Wish

MAMAMOO - Egotistic

NCT 127 - Regular (KR. Version)

VAV - Senorita

VAV - Give Me More (Feat. De La Ghetto & Play-N-Skillz)

SONAMOO - I (Knew It)

RAIN - LA SONG

H.U.B - Finale

FAVORITE - LOCA

MBLAQ - MONA LISA

BOA - Valenti

(G)I-DLE - Senorita

NU'EST W - Dejavu

SF9 - MAMMA MIA

GIRLS’ GENERATION OH!GG - Fermata

ERIC NAM - Honestly...

JAY PARK - Me Like Yuh

AOA - Ladi Dadi

EXO feat. Yoo Jae Suk - Dancing King

JIMIN - Hallelujah

Fiestar feat. Eric Benet - Whoo!

SHINee - Electric Heart

Laboum - Turn It On

EXO - Ooh La La La

KARD - Dimelo

THE BOYZ - NO AIR

GOT7 - LULLABY (SPANISH VER.)

[ishikawayukis]

21!

21.Are there any k-pop songs that you can sing or dance to? If so, which ones?

ACTUALLY!!! i’m just starting to learn twice’s like ohh ahh dance because i need to spend my energy on something and that seemed fun. other than that i can sing got7′s lullaby spanish version LMAO and day6′s congratulations english ver

kpop ask game!

[beaniegyu]

lullaby spanish ver. just hits different. i’ve had it on repeat for the past 20 minutes and i can’t stop singing along.

[cajadejugopicantecaja]

GOT7 "Lullaby" (Spanish Ver.) Track Spoiler

jamás en la vida pensé que podrían hacer una canción en español onda quizás un cover en algun music bank/kcon and HERE WE ARE T^T

la pronunciación de yugyeom en te deseo mucho más es perfecta ;^; y jaebeom con el no me puedo escapar de tiiiiiiiiiiii también

tuvieron problema con el hablame dulce porque B y L sonido dificil para ellos igual que con la G en mágico que la pronuncian como H pero en general SUENA SUPER BIEN y además es el coro que es lo más importante asi que jsddfkjdf I’M PROUD T_____________T <3

[floralbfs]

i think i felt better when they were like “easyyyyyy” or wrote stupid songs abt jealousy n bad boys that were actually kinda heartwarming tbh

[jaxonah]

ive had lullaby (eng vers.) on repeat for a bit and honestly???? who let them do that???? who thought it was a good idea to just attack people openly like that????? im very h word and angry about it 😤

BIHHH

my boys got so much talent it’s insane

Their Spanish version is my fave 😘😘😘