#que te vaya bien

[aullandote-noches-de-luna-llena]

Y yo como un tonto esperando el tren que nunca vuelva a pasar

[indirectassad]

¿Volver contigo? No, gracias, no soy ambientalista, no voy a ir por ahí reciclando.

[yohaniely]

Al fin hiciste algo que me hizo perder el interés por completo ya gano, y hasta ahí llego todo bye rey me despido sin despedirme de ti lo que te dije ayer fue lo ultimo, ya no hay retorno

[escritora-sin-fin]

Mientras tú le sonríes a alguien más, yo estoy muerta en vida , acaso las personas viven a costa de la tristeza de alguien más, no entiendo cómo alguien puede tener doble moral.

[una-lobita-sad]

Querido yo!

Querido yo ,

Perdón por ponerte siempre en la misma posición.

Se que solo quieres ser amado y tratado de la forma en que trataste a los demás , pero siempre terminas lastimandote.

[3amdistress]

uno se va porque no quiere o porque siente que no lo quieren, no se va porque no sabe querer. porque cuando quieres, sabes querer. y cuando te quieren te lo demuestran.

ángel no me quiere, por más que me diga que sí lo hace, él solo esta apegado a mi, le gusto y no me quiere dejar ir, porque sabe que lo amo más que a nada y no quiere perder eso.

no quiere perder a quien lo ama, igual que yo no quería perder a quien me amaba. pero los perdí a todos por él. y cuando él encuentre a quien ama, allí será cuando me dejará.

quería ser esa persona para él y amarnos como nos dijimos incontables veces, pero no podrá ser. no puedo forzar que me amen y no puedo esperar por alguien que no me valoró… o puedo. creo que no quiero. no quiero esperar por quien me engaño por tantos años, el único a quien le permití que me decepcionara…

pero puedo perdonarle todo. por que me cuesta tanto? por que no quiero perdonarle? por que no lo amo incondicionalmente como me jure hacerlo? porque lo sigo amando… porque sí quiero perdonarle. porque no es difícil. es demasiado fácil perdonárselo todo a él.

[patronsaintofposmodernity]

mi idea de mierda de la semana es hacer una tumblr community para todos mis mutuals opositores con el único objetivo de que al final de cada día puntuemos del 1 al 10 cómo de cerca estamos de acabar con todo

[thattiredsock]

hey friend, maybe a weird question but you're my only spanish-speaking mutual and I was wondering if you happen to follow any blogs that post in spanish? I wanna expose myself to a bit more spanish in my day-to-day but langblr blogs and stuff are just too teach-y and I just wanna see more regular people blogging about whatever, but in spanish. sending this as an ask so you can either respond privately or share the recs on your blog. if you don't really follow anyone or sth no worries, feel free to ignore this ☺️

oh man, sorry I don't really follow much blogs in Spanish apart from @wearelatinamericanrockers

But I could recomed you some media

there's this one show The Kirlian Frequency, it's about a radio broadcast about a strange little town, where strange things happen.

Frankelda's Book of Spooks, it's one of my favorite shows ever!, should be on hbo Max (not sure if world wide yet, but there's always a way *wink wink*) , it's about a (literal) ghost gritter, telling the viewer her stories, one of those horror for children things, like tales form the crypt (some episodes might hit a little close to home tho, the first one is about a kid that doesn't want to do his homework, the second one is about a girl that wants to fit in, thirds about a boy too insecure about his body image to go swimming with his friends, fourth is about a girl loosing passion for her hobbies, and the last one about a girl who wants to be a writer but her family doesn't approve). It's pretty fun!, they've got songs and all.

And of course 31 minutos. A puppet show parodying news channels (most of its humor is kinda dark, just as a heads up)

Sorry, I know it's not what you asked for, but I hope it helps!

[jayarc]

[aullandote-noches-de-luna-llena]

Tú, que me enseñaste a querer y se te olvidó

[peaceeandcoolestvibes]

A los 24 seguís sentados en casa, llorando trabajo y esperando a que ocurra el milagro

Yo he llegado a tener 3/4 entrevistas por semana, será algo de la actitud y el saber estar no?

Me parece que si 🤓

Siempre cogerán a alguien antes que tú cuando pecas de arrogante y sabelotodo aunque sepan menos. Consejo de la Tita Shari 🩷

Aparte empatía no es lo mismo que gratitud o competencia. Habláis y no tenéis ni puta idea, de verdad que es triste XDDD

A ver si leemos un poco y nos tomamos en serio ser más avispados en la vida

Describirme la empatía como estar agradecido xq alguien haga algo x ti y estar a la altura y cerraros la boca diciendo que eso es gratitud y competencia es triste 😍

Os ponéis nerviosos cuando se os dice la verdad JAJA

Yo antes hacía el baño cada semana pero viendo q la gente es descuidada hasta niveles que dan hasta asco y me da pereza currarmelo tanto con vagos redomados q creen que hacen todo bien pues ahora mismo el suyo, no se puede ni ver. #delusional

Es que hasta veo mi reflejo… esto estaba chamuscado, color carbón. Luego hay que creerse que se lava, claro que si GUAPI

La gente que cuenta cada día una version distinta de los hechos me hace gracia,,, es normal que la vida os vaya como os va 🥸

[tavatinta]

🎶 Si Me Vas Abandonar - Buddy Richard 🎶 . 🎸 Si me vas a abandonar, piénsalo bien 🤔 Si me vas a dejar 🌪️ Yo solo espero que tú no te vayas a equivocar 💔 Y si no me quieres más, piénsalo bien si me vas a dejar 🌹 Pues muchas veces así ❗ Por un error, se pierde un amor . 🌀 Y pensar que tantas veces yo decir te oí 💞 Ay, yo te quiero y no podría vivir 🌫️ Si tú te vas, si ya no estás

[cherryexplosivecake555]

recién estaba bastante decaída porque todos salen con sus amigos y yo estoy acá clavada en mi cama (como hace 2 meses) pero me puse a leer un fanfic y se me pasó todo

[kingalooo]

❀𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒 *:･ﾟ

A little jealous dbf!miguel x fem!reader for those who are like me and are STARVED for more of this man. It’s concerning how much I want him :(((

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Summary: After a sorority event at your college a guy decides to give you flowers. Bringing them home with you, your dads best friend Miguel gets a little jealous.

Word count: 2.7k

Pairing: dbf!miguel x fem!reader

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(Outfit: baby pink long sleeve with really short shorts for the thick mamis yummy)

A crush was an understatement.

Definitely an understatement when it came to this man.

I peered outside of my bedroom window to look down at the pair that were standing in the yard. My attention wasn’t currently on my dad that hadn’t stopped talking for the past 5 minutes but instead was on the other man directly in front of him.

It was as if God himself came down to earth just to carve this handsome and incredibly sexy human being into existence.

Miguel continued nodding to whatever was coming out of my dads mouth with his arms crossed over his chest, making his veins fairly visible even at a distance. I felt myself drooling over this man. Quickly shaking my head I grabbed my school backpack and headed off to the sorority meeting that I needed to attend.

I took a deep breath before stepping out of the door to face both of the men outside.

“Princesa! A donde vas?” My dad quickly turned his attention to me as I opened the door, making Miguel’s eyes stray. I gulped. (Princess! Where are you going?)

“Apa I have to go see my sorority team for our charity event today, remember?” I crossed my arms over my chest as I spoke, knowing he had completely forgotten. (Apa- Dad)

“Ya te estás poniendo viejo! Como no te vas a acordar de los eventos de tu hija?” Miguel playfully hit my dads shoulder as he spoke. (You’re getting old! How are you going to forget your daughter's events?)

My eyes darted to Miguel as he made his comment. My dad instantly glared at him before turning back to me.

“Okay que te vaya bien mi niña…” My dad sighed before giving me a kiss on the forehead. Miguel stood there eyeing me before giving me a small grin and waving his hand. (Okay my girl good luck)

“Como andas mami?” He asked kindly, I felt my heart skip a beat. With a genuine smile I make my way towards him as well to give him a hug. He placed his big hands on my waist and gripped my hips tightly. (How are you mami?)

“I-I’m good…y tú?” Fuck me. God was not on my side this morning with the way my legs gave in a bit. I felt my face heat up as I quickly pulled away from his grasp. My gaze found his, he grinned down at me it almost felt taunting.(and you?)

“Bien mami, que te vaya bien hoy al rato nos vemos.” He said softly before turning his attention back to my dad. I nodded quickly and said goodbye to both of them before heading to my car. (Good mami, good luck I’ll see you later.)

My mind was everywhere after that simple conversation, it’s been like this since my dad and him became friends back in my freshman year of college. Both of them ended up working at the same carpenters company and became close instantly. He would invite Miguel to our cookouts, family parties, or just to watch the soccer games. My heart would beat out of my chest anytime he’d come over. Whenever he would come talk to me and let me chismear with him about college, he would always seem so interested in how I was and how school/life was going. Which was one of the reasons why I was starting to crush on him. (Chismear = gossip)

Not just because of how undoubtedly attractive he was. But it was definitely on the list.

I tried my best to draw my attention to anyone else in school to at least diminish the crush but it never worked. It would always be the comparisons between the guy and Miguel.

Was he attentive? No. Miguel would always be attentive to me.

Did he make sure to make me feel comfortable? No. Miguel always makes me feel comfortable.

Does he know your favorite color? No. Miguel knows my favorite color.

No.

No.

No.

It was aggravating how none of these other guys, who were my age, fit the Miguel checkbox. It was tiring enough to have a crush on my dads best friend.

•✿❀✿•

The sororitys charity event had gone smooth thankfully. It was dark out by the time I got back home. I quickly lock my car and unlock the front door to the house. Chatting and laughter was instantly heard as I stepped in.

He’s still here?

I grip the bouquet of flowers in my hands and make my way into the living room.

“I’m back apa.” I say before giving my dad a kiss on the cheek.

“Como te fue mija? Y esas flores que?” My dad asked curiously as he eyed the bouquet in my hand. I flush instantly. (How did it go sweety? And what about those flowers?)

“The event went well! A-Ah…this guy at the charity event gave them to me! He was one of the freshmen that came to assist us.” I stammer noticing Miguel’s stare from the corner of my eye.

“Why?”

Both mine and my dads eyes snapped towards Miguel. His tone wasn’t soft and sweet like how he would always talk to me but instead cold and harsh. After noticing the questioning looks me and my dad were giving him, he quickly changed his intense expression.

“I mean…was it for all of you girls or for the event?” He cleared his throat and caught himself quickly.

“Oh…no it was just for me actually. It was a really nice gesture.” I smiled genuinely as I tried to ease the awkwardness. My dad chuckled.

“He likes you~” My dad teased while poking my ticklish side.

“Apa no! He was just being sweet, that's all!” I frowned at him and swatted his hand away.

Miguel on the other end wasn’t having it. He was fuming in his seat as he took another sip of the beer in his hand. His eyes stayed on the bouquet of roses in your hand making him want to throw them away just to get you a better bouquet and not from some random boy.

Was it stupid to be jealous over someone younger than him? Sure. Did he give a fuck? Definitely not.

The daughter of his best friend has been a plague in his mind ever since he stepped in this house. He purposely tried to come over any chance he could just to see you. The way it was obvious how nervous you would get whenever he was around. The way you stammer over your words whenever he gets too close. The way your innocent eyes would look at him. He desperately wanted to see those eyes rolling back as he ruined you and pounded into you mercilessly.

It was addicting.

Too addicting.

Sometimes he’d have to keep himself from looking too long just like today. Those fucking shorts were too short for your own damn good. The plumpness of your thighs and how the meat of your ass was almost out for everyone’s eyes. It was too much for him. The way the color pink makes you look so innocent but so sexy at the same time made him go ballistic.

The sudden sound of a phone ringing snapped him out of his thoughts.

“Pinche madre… ahorita vengo me anda llamando el jefe. Bueno!” My dads voice echoed down the hall into his bedroom as he shut the door behind him. (Motherfucker…I’ll be right back, the boss is calling me. Hello?)

Silence.

I cleared my throat before heading into the kitchen and leaving the flowers on the counter. My heart was racing too much. I tried to keep my cool before speaking again.

“Do you want anything else to drink Miggy?” I called out to him.

Silence.

“Miguel?” I called out again. I pursued my lips together as I heard footsteps, assuming they were my dads I turn my back to the living room and grab water. The foot steps drew closer while I turned back around with a cup of water in my hand.

“Is Miguel mad apa?-“ I ask before two arms trapped me against the counter. My eyes widen as I look up to see Miguel’s eyes staring back down at me.

“Am I mad?” He asks back in a harsh tone.

My mouth fell open as I tried to answer back with my mind going completely blank.

“Cant even get an answer back…” He spit, he took the cup from my hand and took a sip before putting off to the side.

“I am mad mami because some random little boy decided to give you flowers…” He said with a grin before twirling a strand of my hair with his finger. My brows furrow, my hands press against his chest.

“And what about it? I-It was just a nice gesture!” I say back and turn away from him with a huff.

“Ha…a nice gesture? Don’t defend him mami because you and me both know that little shit likes you…”

I don’t respond but instead pushed him away from me. He stared down at me as I put some distance between the two of us.

“Why are you mad about it anyway…”

I mumble turning my back to him. My fingers delicately run over the petals before his hand gripped my wrist in a swift motion. His chest was pressed against my back as he leaned into my ear.

“Because I don’t want any man giving my girl flowers…”

Holy shit.

My breath hitched but not only because of how close he was. But “My girl?” My legs quivered a bit but I tried my best to stand my ground.

“No soy tuya…” I spit back knowing damn well I would drop at the chance of being called his again. He chuckled in my ear before pressing himself closer against me. (I’m not yours)

“Don’t pretend that you don’t like me mami. Those pretty eyes of yours tell me everything I need to know…” He whispered as his hand trailed up and down my waist.

“Miguel my dad is going to come out any minute!” I try to push back only to be met with his hips pressed against my ass. His hand grips my waist as he rubs himself against me.

“Mami me vale, lo único que quiero ahorita es tenerte para mi y solo para mi…” The tone in his voice softened down almost to a whisper. The way he spoke did something to me, it made me not care about my surroundings and the consequences of getting caught. I threw any sense of control away as I slowly leaned down on the counter to arch my back a bit. His hands gripped my hips tightly as he brought me closer to him. (Mami I don’t care, the only thing I want right now is to have you and only for me)

“Ves? Sueño en tenerte así…” He moaned softly, seeing me oblige to his touch. (See? I dream about having you like this)

”¿Sueñas conmigo?” I tease, completely letting go of the shyness that I originally felt. I rub my ass against his stiff erection that touched my inner thigh. He groaned in response. (You dream about me?)

“How the fuck could I not? Mírate mami…te rezo…” His tone only made me weak. He thrusted against my clothed area almost begging to take off what was separating us. (Look at you mami…I pray for you)

“Miguel~…” A soft whine left my lips as the dry thrusts were only making my neediness worse. He huffed in a frustrated manner.

“Fuck this.” Was all he said before moving the denim fabric to the side as he inserted two fingers into my dripping cunt. A small moan left my lips before my hand quickly covered my mouth.

“Calladita mami…we wouldn’t want your dad to hear how needy you are do we?” He whispers in my ear as he pumped faster into my cunt. My eyes shut tightly while my walls tighten around his thick fingers. (Quite Mami)

“You’re swallowing me mami…”

His dirty words only made me want more from him. My dad begin a couple rooms down from us completely left my mind, all I could think of now was Miguel. The adrenaline was sky rocketing as my hips bucked against his fingers for more friction.

“M-Miguel this- this isn’t right…” I moan helplessly, feeling a knot in my stomach forming once he sped up.

“Oh but it’s so right mami…look at you moving all on your own for my fingers.” He mused in my ear. Quiet moans were muffled by my hand as he continued to finger me mercilessly. But before I could release against him, the soft vibration of my phone echoed in the kitchen. My eyes darted instantly to the phone next to me before Miguel’s hand grabbed it. A small ‘tsk’ left his lips before he clicked answer.

“Hello?”

“H-Hi is Y/N there?”

“She’s busy right now. Who is this?” He mumbled back in an annoyed tone as he slowed his pace. I whine softly and I turn to glare at him.

“Can you let her know that Eric from the charity event called? I just wanted to ask if she liked the flowers…”

My eyes widen once I heard that familiar voice. Miguel instantly inserted another finger and fastened his pace again but this time more aggressively. I gripped the counter top tightly trying to hold back my moans while he was on the phone.

“We’ll this is her boyfriend speaking and I’d appreciate you not giving my girlfriend flowers.” He spat back before hanging up and putting the phone back down of the counter.

“Did you like the flowers mami? Tell me right now if you liked him giving you those fucking flowers.” He asked harshly into my ear as he continued pumping into me. I shook my head in response, feeling my release nearing again.

“Use your words mami…”

“N-No~ I-I didn’t like them…” I whine back as quietly as possible.

Satisfied, he pumped faster and faster before my sweet release dripped all over his hand. I held myself up with the little bit of energy I had left in me before standing up straight again.

“That’s my girl…always doing so good for me…” He said, staring down at me with a smirk as he licked on his fingers and hand until he was all cleaned up. He pulled me against his chest while I adjusted my shorts again before frowning at him.

“You didn’t have to be so mean you know?” I cross my arms over my chest as I tried to ease my panting. He shrugged before kissing my cheek.

“Serves him right for liking my girl.”

“Dónde están?” (Where are you guys?)

Our heads snapped to the sound of my dads voice getting closer. I pushed him away and quickly sat on the opposite side of the counter before my dad came in.

“Aquí estamos apa!” I say back. He stepped into the kitchen and stared at the both of us. (We’re in here dad!)

“Por que tan callados?” He asked suspiciously, turning his attention to Miguel who shrugged. (Why are you guys so quiet?)

“Por nada solo le decía que ese muchacho que le dio flores está enamorado de ella” Miguel smiled in a teasing manner before my dad turned back to me. (Nothing, I was just telling her that the guy that gave her flowers has a crush on her.)

“A lo mejor si mija échale ojo!” My dad laughed before going back into the living room. (Maybe my girl, keep an eye on him!)

I glared at him. He motioned me over with his hand, making sure my dad was out of sight. I peer into the living room before going back to him again.

“What?” I whisper.

“There’s gonna be something waiting for you tomorrow morning. Be on the look out okay?” He whispered back before planting another kiss on my cheek. I smiled before nodding as we both head back into the living room.

•✿❀✿•

I woke up bright and early to get a head start on my homework before running some errands. After finishing some assignments there was a soft knock at the front door. I waited a bit before heading out and opening the door.

An enormous bouquet of roses laid on the door mat. My mouth fell open as I looked around for anyone in sight that could have left them. I pick them up and shut the door behind me. There was a small note on the top that read:

“Estas flores son más hermosas que las que te dio ese idiota.

Con mucho amor, M”

(These flowers are way more beautiful than the ones that idiot gave you. With love, M)

Yeah. Definitely an understatement.

[smileflowcr]

La verdad no sabe qué otra reacción esperar del omega, teniendo algo de conocimiento de cómo llegó a su territorio, alejado de todos los que conocía sin saber qué sucedió con los adultos. "De todas formas permanecerá ahí, si prefieres otra comida puedes decirme." puede escuchar las risas burlescas de su familia, comentando que deje de perder el tiempo en acercamientos tontos y lo tome de una vez, o hacer lo que quisiera, desecharlo cuando le parezca aburrido. Sus ojos avellana se posan en los del más bajo, preparados para defenderse en cualquier momento. Sin embargo son los nombres que el otro pronuncia los que le hacen ladear la cabeza y luego, llevar una mano a su mentón. Por supuesto que ha escuchado de ellos, todos lo han hecho, por su culpa y del grupo que formaron ellos, las familias de los generales, perdieron poder. Hyuk desconoce si el resto sabe esa información, por ahora lo mantendrá en secreto. "Sakmin y su familia actuaron a su manera, a todos nos llamó la atención que fuese capaz de... neutralizarlos." al no encontrar cuerpos no podía decir si estaban muertos. Nunca quiso relacionarse íntimamente con otras familias, platicando lo justo y necesario cuando se encontraban de niños, en parte porque cada grupo doméstico tiene sus propios intereses, siendo el fin común el regreso de la gloria y control sobre los demás. Pronto estará en otra reunión, planeando las jugadas cual partida de ajedrez ahora que tienen parte del camino limpio. "Por cierto, no menciones quién eres... si alguien se entera tu situación podría empeorar." sabe perfectamente lo que sucedería, las atrocidades que harían con él y que ha presenciado en otras criaturas que solo rogaban una muerte rápida. Jamás ha podido salvar a uno, sus acciones siendo detenidas por los mayores o porque habían perdido la vida, supone que por eso intenta dialogar con contrario.

Seongyeol  se  ríe  sin  gracia  cuando  escucha  y  observa  lo  que  el  otro  traía  consigo,  dándole  una  ofrenda  de  comida  que  el  mentalista  no  puede  pensar  que  sea  otra  cosa  más  allá  que  una  trampa.  Como  Hades  a  Perséfone,  secuestrándola  y  engañándola  para  probar  bocado  que  le  harían  estar  atrapado  completamente  en  esa  casa  hasta  el  final  de  sus  días.  ¿Pretendía  drogarlo  y  luego  violentarlos  sexualmente?  ¿Quería  poner  un  bastardo  en  su  vientre  y  atarlo  por  siempre  a  los  Moon?  No  sabía  que  esperar  de  ese  puñado  de  locos,  por  lo  que  no  se  inmuta  ni  se  mueve  ante  la  comida,  ni  siquiera  cuando  su  estomago  pedía  un  bocado.  -  —No  tengo  interés  en  nada  que  venga  de  ti  —  -responde,  el  gruñido  que  emana  de  su  garganta  se  escabulle  entre  los  colmillos,  sus  facciones  hermosas  y  ojos  rosados  rodeados  de  una  línea  blanquecina,  se  ven  amenazantes.  Le  gustaría  gritar,  decirle  que  no  quiere  hablar  con  él,  pero  también  veía  la  oportunidad  de  saber  donde  estaban  sus  amigos  ahora  y  si  es  que  aquellos  habían  capturado  a  los  mismos.  Pasa  el  bulto  de  nervios  en  su  garganta,  alzando  el  mentón  desafiante.  -  —Min  Seongyeol,  hijo  de  Min  Taeim  y  Shin  Hyunho,  dos  héroes  que  derrotaron  a  los  miserables  de  tus  familiares  y  si  no  hubiese  sido  por  la  traición  de  la  serpiente  envenenada  de  Sakmin,  hubiesen  vuelto  a  acabar  con  tu  estúpida  familia  —  -el  horro  de  ver  a  sus  padres  ser  tragados  por  un  hoyo  negro  y  no  detectar  sus  esencias,  ni  sus  presencias  por  medio  del  lazo  de  manada  que  tenían  todos  ellos,  le  rompió  el  corazón.  Sus  padres  seguramente  estaban  muertos,  no  volvería  a  verlos  ni  sentir  los  brazos  gentiles  del  brujo  de  vida  que  curaba  sus  rodillas  raspadas  con  un  beso.  Las  lagrimas  se  vuelven  a  aglomerar  en  sus  ojos,  pero  se  traga  su  tristeza  y  renace  como  odio,  aún  tenía  a  su  hermano  gemelo  perdido  por  ahí.