#raquel x el profesor

[depressopax]

La casa de papel valentines card

I'm having a bit too much for making these lmao 😭

Part 1

[esterzach]

So I "discovered" "La casa de papel..." Or rediscovered? And in several weeks...things escalated ugly. I am so mad at myself for not listening to the two people who recommended it! And they are experts! So much missed... Well, I am obsessed, have a new ship that basically went to the top five of my favourites of all time. Sergio and Raquel... have it all! And then they released the second part and I wanted to strangle whoever came up with some of the things... Still... My poor brain chemistry. I mean these two don't hold back! I realized that the ships I usually like are... sexless, more or less. Like if the writers could they would only talk about or imply things, but never actually let something happen. And when it happens is... slightly erm.... well... lukewarm... Or weird. Minus John and Aeryn from Farscape. Everyone else are in the no-touching, no kissing and in general very little human contact zone, but also no touching anyone else for the most part. And then the two Spaniards basically melted my monitor and my brain! Hello!

As much I love Scully and Mulder and several others, including House... At the moment La Inspectora and El Profesor take the flag and settle firmly at the top. And I know this must be because they are new in my head , but holly! these two have the chemistry of Lenin powerplant after the.. thing in 1986 and I am in love!

This is dangerous! Well, apparently I have issues. But Holly fuck , Spain... ! I mean if you just sitting on this and chilling, what else is there!?

[momentinparadise]

I CAN'T STAND THEM

but really, professor, what is this?

your face, sir

look at you

i'm not well

send help

LA CASA DE PAPEL | 5.10 — “A Family Tradition” (2021) dir. Jesús Colmenar.

[the-girl-who-didnt-make-anysense]

Will you be mine? 
-Leah Nobel

[multifandomfans-stuff]

If I stay with you, if I'm choosing wrong...

I don't care at all...

If I'm losing now, but I'm winning late...

That's all I want.

[rebmoro]

[spider-heda]

Some gifs of Raquel & Sergio in La Casa De Papel, because I love their relationship so much. They deserve the world.

[amazonianraindance]

Dear future husband

[danaskulls]

el profesor/raquel + personal questions

[fiona2886]

Entre tanta gente, solo importas tú

Hasta el punto que a mi mismo

Se me olvida que también existo

Solo importas tu

Da igual si tengo todo o nada

Solo importas tu

[agustinavids]

Raquel & Sergio | Experience (+parte 4)

(Don't reupload the video pls, share the link)

[somosinevitables]

¿Me quieres hacer creer que sientes algo por mí? No te estoy haciendo creer nada, Raquel, es lo que siento. No me lo esperaba, pero me está pasando, me ha pasado y te está pasando a ti también.

[herinnerwolf]

But can we take a second to talk about El Profesor’s reaction when he thought they had killed Raquel? Like, the way his body ricocheted as if he had been the one who got shot? The silent scream in his mouth and in his eyes while he looked at the sky? How he just went down as if he had no strength and no life left in him to carry on? Alvaro Morte was MAJESTIC, I swear he played the scene to make us feel like a part of Sergio had just been taken violently from him, and it fucking tore me apart.

[the-girl-who-didnt-make-anysense]

how we kiss and kill each other

[raquel-and-sergio]

What wouldn’t I do for you - Final chapter

Could be read as a one-shot if you’re just looking for Serquel fluff and (kinda spoiler?) a proposal. Anyway enjoyyyy

Two weeks later, in Palawan

Raquel’s wet, dark hair was resting heavily on her shoulders, as the wind blew past it without stirring it. Her feet were dangling precariously over a heap of rocks as she was staring at the sunset. The corners of her eyes tightened, she revelled in the warmth and slight burn the sun was projecting unto her eyes. There was a faded taste of salt lingering in her mouth, and a few crystals of it left on her skin, especially around her bathing suit. She felt a familiar presence next to her and broke her focus for a while to see Sergio sitting down, keeping his feet tucked safely under him and away from the little cliff. A faint smile flew over her face as she moved closer to him. He passed his hand around her shoulders and felt the corner of his mouth nudge upwards as she cuddled her head on his chest.

The rhythmic rise and fall of Sergio’s chest were music to Raquel’s ears as she sat there, almost hearing his heart. She could feel his hand moving over her body, caressing her skin in a slow reassuring manner, and at the moment could think of absolutely nothing else. Not a single movement could be noticed, and the two of them sat there.

“Allowing Paula to sleepover to her friends wasn’t such a bad idea after all” sighted Raquel after what felt like an eternity of bliss. She had been incredibly reluctant to let her daughter out of her sight for the last two weeks since they had arrived. Not that Paula complained: she too did not want to spend a moment away from her mother. But it did feel good when they settled down in a comfortable life and sent her to school.

She has missed Sergio terribly and loved how they’d spend so much time together. Right now, they were going to sit there for as long as they wanted, enjoying it. She didn’t want to talk and knew he’d respect that. She felt him stirring under her head and looked up to face his eyes.

His eyes lower to meet hers, and in a machinal movement, he fixes his glasses on his nose. Not knowing what caused the sudden awkwardness, Raquel inquired.

“What’s the matter, sweetheart?”

He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he moved Raquel’s head from him and stood up. Tension bubbled in Raquel’s chest. She reluctantly pushed herself up on her feet, and her delicate fingers lingered on Sergio’s face.

“What’s going on?” She asked again. She was breathing slightly more heavily, and her nostril flared in anxiety, fearing the worse.

“ I-“ he began “ I need to tell you something really important. I know it’s still early, and you’re still recovering, but I can’t hold it back anymore.”

“Well go on then.” She answered her lips slightly pursed. “You’re making me anxious with all this stalling” she awkwardly giggled.

“Yes, I- Alright. Raquel these past two weeks with you have been absolute heaven. I could not imagine spending my time anywhere but near you. The year we shared before all of this happened was what I want my life to look like. Raising Paula, helping your mother, you’re the bravest woman I know. And you’ve been through so much, and I hate myself I- there’s no way for me to express how much I hate myself for taking so long to come to you. Raquel-“ he paused and held her hand “I love you.”

Her eyes looked as if they were tearing. He felt her grip tighten on his hand.

“I love you more than anything in the world Raquel. I love the way you laugh, the way your eyes get all wrinkly when you smile, I love your discrete but gorgeous nose piercing, the way your hair softly bounces when you laugh. I love your strength and the infinite goodness you have in you. I want to spend every day of my life next to you.”

He fell to his knees, still holding her hands. His suit, usually always perfectly clean, was now covered in the sand that he so hates. But he didn’t seem to mind as he plunged his hand into his pocket and took out a box.

His trembling fingers lingered on the lid before slowly opening it, allowing the setting sun to shine on a diamond ring.

And, at last, he found the right words to fill the calming silence of the beach.

“Raquel Murillo, will you marry me?”

She didn’t answer. Not for a while. He shifted anxiously.

“I’m- I’m sorry if I put you in an uncomfortable position, I understand why you wouldn’t want to now, I-I was inconsiderate, and I apologize...” she quickly interrupted his rambling by pulling him up.

“Of course I want to marry you, you idiot! I was just surprised, to say the least! Your whole demeanour looked like you wanted to break up with me and...”

It was his turn to interrupt her with a kiss. His back welcomed the feeling of her hands curling up around it as he did the same with hers. He held her tight, almost fearing that she would vanish from his fingers if he’d let her go. At last, he broke the kiss to pass on her pale finger.

“So a multi-millionaire such as yourself would settle with living with a kid and a sick grandmother?” She teased. “You’d do that for me?”

He chuckled, happy to see her smile.

“Oh Raquel, sometimes I wonder what wouldn’t I do for you...”.

A/N: I’m so happy I finished writing this fic, cause usually I never finish what I start writing (that is, longer than a chapter) so I’m so happy I finished this one. I don’t know if people are still reading this because it has been four months of me procrastinating this ending, which is short and very much predictable, but still, I hope you enjoyed it!

[silviasi22]

Raquel & El Profesor | Without You