#te amo julieta

[musyke]

you guys don't know this but Julieta Venegas is so fucking cool. she does realistic love songs that everyone in latinoamérica knows the lyrics to, she's an icon she's a goddess she sang with Charly García

Rita Guerrero y Julieta Venegas sesión de fotos para la revista “Mosca”

[soulphiav]

¿será que hay algo más

que a simple vista no se ve?

pero siento que

hay en mí algo que está cambiando

[fenixupp]

Si antes de inventarse el amor, ya yo te estaba amando

[gabyskkj]

Talvez eu tenha uma opinião pouco popular do porque relacionamentos de hoje em dia não duram tanto. Eu vejo muitas pessoas postando que é loucamente apaixonada por alguém, que não consegue viver sem aquela pessoa.. E na maioria das vezes eu não consigo acreditar nem na metade dessas frases. Não posso dizer que sou uma grande fã de literatura, mas muito pelo contrário, sou uma grande amante do romance. Porém o primeiro livro que eu li, foi o pequeno príncipe. Onde a gente pode ver o amor de um garotinho por uma rosa, e mesmo depois de descobrir que a sua rosa não era a única que existia no mundo, ele continuou mantendo o amor que sentia pela rosa. Porque, afinal, aquela era a rosa dele. Ainda nessa linha, eu também li Romeu e Julieta. Que é o clássico da literatura romântica, né? E eu não preciso nem citar o fato de que um morreu pelo amor do outro porque isso eu e você já sabemos. Mas que tal falarmos sobre o fato de que os dois se permitiram se conhecer e se apaixonar mesmo as duas famílias sendo inimigos mortais?! Mesmo com todos contra o amor deles?! Julieta foi contra toda a sua família porque amava Romeu. E ela estava disposta a largar sua vida pacífica e cheia de luxos pra fugir com Romeu pra um lugar que nem ele mesmo sabia direito onde ia.

Eu vejo tantos relacionamentos belos acabarem por tão pouco, por família, por dinheiro, essas questões bem banais, sabe? Não é tão difícil ser louco por alguém que você realmente ama. Mas o mundo é tão egocêntrico, tão orgulhoso, que ninguém mais está disposto a fazer nem pequenas coisas por alguém. Eu vejo pessoas dizendo "aí, mas eu não vou me humilhar" "aí, mas tá sendo emocionado demais" cara, não é uma questão de se humilhar, é uma questão de demonstrar! É uma questão de provar o seu amor! Mano, não é nenhuma vergonha você demonstrar sentimentos por alguém que você ama!

Paixão é um sentimento, amar é uma decisão. Quando chegar no momento que a paixão já está passando e é hora de decidir amar o outro, a maioria foge porque é difícil amar alguém imperfeito.

Ame mais, amores simples não fazem histórias bonitas.

[fuckmymunson]

DIME SI TU QUISIERAS ANDAR CONMIGO

[eijulieta]

Você pode aparecer de novo quando tiver um tempo livre? Nem precisa trazer muita coisa e dá pra ficar por aqui, a cama é grande e te empresto minhas meias para o frio... E se de repente você aparecesse na quinta pra um filme? Ou na sexta, e fica pro sábado. Mas só porque eu amo os sábados e seria legal passar com você... Bem que você poderia não demorar muito pra voltar, né? É que cê sabe, eu não sei demonstrar sentimentos ou vontades, mas queria que soubesse que seu cheiro ficou aqui... E a saudade também.

Cadê seu Romeu, Julieta?

[tell-me-a-tale-that-tells]

THINGS I LOVE ABOUT YOU

This chapter is 18+, if you're a minor do not read this!

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Summary:

You and Bruno resumed your explorations after lunch.

Warnings: body worship, anxiety, love confession, explicit content, premature ejaculation.

Chapter 2

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Sitting at the kitchen tablet you greeted Abuela Alma with a kiss on her right cheek, while Bruno took his seat next to you.

As always Julieta's cooking was delicious and you cleaned your plate and made sure Bruno has done the same, occasionally holding his hand under the table, a thing that did not go unnoticed by Camilo who wiggled his eyebrows whispering "ay Tìo!" earning an elbow to the ribs by Luisa, making him cough.

"Tìa Y/N?" You heard Antonio's small voice over the chatting of the rest of the familia.

For the little Madrigal, you were his tìa the moment you walked through the front door for the first time and you found that so incredibly sweet.

"Tell me, mi Sobrino." You answered leaning over the table to hear him better.

"You and tìo are going to marry and make Abuela more...Abuela?" He asked looking at one of Bruno's rats sitting on his shoulder like the small animal just dropped the gossip into his ear.

It was your time to cough a little, glancing at your man who was red once again from embarrassment, ears burning hot but spoke kindly to Antonio.

"Not yet cariño, but when we'll decide you'll be the first one to know!" And he directed a weak smile toward Dolores because, of course, she was the real first to know.

"You don't ask these things to grown-ups, Antonio" Felix scolded him good-heartedly.

"But they stare at each other like you and mamà!" Antonio answered back.

At the table fell the silence before everyone started snorting and then laughing, even Bruno.

It was so rare to hear him laugh like that, it was another thing to add to your list because his laughter was like honey.

His shoulders shook and a rosy colour tinted his cheeks, highlighting his beautiful features.

When lunch was finished you offered to help with washing the dishes but Pepa sent you away with a wink and a knowing smile.

"Maybe my Antonino was right, what do you think Y/N?" And she vanished in the kitchen with a wide rainbow on her head.

Once again in your room, you noticed Bruno fidgeting with his hands while sitting on his bed in the same spot as before, looking down, like the floor was the most interesting thing in the world, he was feeling anxious again.

"Sorry for earlier, that rat was Gabriela, I didn't give her a role she liked in one of my acts, she was probably searching for a kind of revenge! But maybe she wasn't wrong...O-or maybe yes?" He finally looked at you, scanning your face, hoping for an answer.

"For the marriage or the babies? Do you want that?" You let out a small laugh, caressing Bruno's cheeks.

"Not necessarily in this specific order." he mumbled before slapping a hand on his mouth to shut himself up, he intended to think about it instead of telling it out loud.

The sound seemed to echo through the stone walls of his room.

You giggled and then assumed a serious expression, your eyes were bored into his, making him a bit nervous but for his own sake.

"Bruno, te amo. I love you with my heart and soul..." You confessed.

"I know, you show it to me every day...a-and before. I love my familia and I always wanted one on my own but...you know who I am and what happened. Y/N, I love you too..." Bruno felt a lump forming in his throat and gently tugged at your hips, silently asking you to sit on his lap again, he liked that position a lot because feeling the heat and weight of your body on his relaxed him. 

"Want me to resume our earlier activity? Or should I restart from the beginning, mi amor?" You spoke, placing soft kisses on his face while he was pondering his answer.

The answer never came, you felt him tense again, you thought he should have imagined something bad.

"Bruno?" You called. 

"I just realized that no one ever talked to me like you do, touched or kissed me...no one ever loved me Y/N, so I've never...mh you know...nunca hice el amor" he muttered the last sentence.

He hid his face in his hands, tears already treating to fall from his eyes and he started mumbling the way he does when something worried him.

"Bruno, we don't have to if you don't want. It's just fine this way! I don't want to force you into anything, mi Corazon" you heard him mumbling something that seemed "I want to but I'm scared".

"Maybe we can try things? If you don't like them I'll stop, promise." At your suggestion, he removed his hands and sniffed, nodding in approval.

You carded your fingers into his hair and kissed him with love, swiping occasionally your tongue on his lower lip until he get the hint, letting you in, tasting the sweet taste of mangoes you shared before.

Noticing that he had no idea of what to do with his hands, you put them on your waist which he grabbed on like a lifeline.

You swirled your tongue into his mouth gently, exploring it deeply and earning some small pleased moans from Bruno, goosebumps forming on his skin.

He was a quick learner and he tried to match your movement at his best before the oxygen in your lungs finished forcing you both to come up for air, panting from just an inch apart.

"I like these kisses" he stated breathless, looking down at your mouth and leaning in asking for more, you joined once again your lips together, making him curl his toes inside his sandals.

He secretly took some glances at you, slightly opening his eyes once in a while for making sure you were not a vision of his, that you were there with him for real. 

As you expected Bruno preferred to give in all the control you wanted, making you incline his head as you pleased and change angles.

"Can I remove your ruana?" You cooed placing hot kisses from an angle of his mouth to his jaw and neck, nipping at the skin there and feeling his quickening pulse against your moist lips.

He nodded and raised his arms while you gently remove the clothing and as soon as it was gone you latched on his neck again, his natural scent that reminded you of wood and chocolate, filled your nose.

The weak whimpers he tried to suppress were lovely music to your ears.

It took you by surprise seeing Bruno unbuttoning his brown shirt, fingers trembling and chest heaving, he tried to discard the piece of clothing like it was burning his skin like acid.

You make him pause.

"S-sorry I-I was kind of...I'm just hot" he stammered.

It needed every fibre of your entire being to not say "Yeah, you are." because seeing him with mussed hair, half-lidded eyes, swollen lips and red cheeks was making you light-headed. 

You removed his shirt for him and you did the same, tossing your blouse over your shoulder.

"Could you lay down?" You said instead.

He silently slipped under your form, laying down fully on the bed, hands on both sides of his head which was framed by his curls.

He was breathtaking.

Taking place once more on him, you caressed his chest travelling on his ribs to end on his abdomen, feeling every muscle shift under the skin.

Your hips hazardously rolled down on his and with a swift barely catchable motion Bruno was sitting up, hands tightly held your wrists.

"PLEASE, STOP!" He breathed desperately, green glowing eyes wide, he closed them shut the very moment later, tremors ran through his body although he hid his face in the crook of your neck, gasping.

"Did he just-...?" you thought.

Peering down you saw a dark patch spreading on his groin and your brain kind of short-circuited.

Bruno was feeling miserable, burning with shame, he didn't even have the strength to apologize, fearing he'd disgusted you.

"Bruno?" You called after seconds of silence, he was motionless and still hiding his face.

"I'm sorry! Please don't hate me, I'm sorry, I couldn't take it...don't leave, please" he repeated pressing on your neck more and lacing his arms around you, holding you tight.

"Oh, Bruno, I'm not going anywhere." You reassured him, caressing his head, making him look at you.

"Don't worry about anything, okay? I'm not disappointed or disgusted. Do you want to stop?"You said low, Bruno was glaring at you with adoration.

He inhaled deeply before answering with determination.

"I want to be good for you, so no, I don't want to stop" making you stand up briefly to toss away his ruined pants but keeping his soaked underwear on even if his cooling down release was starting to feel uncomfortable.

You pulled down your skirt making it pool around your feet and stepped out of it, Bruno was watching with his mouth open recognizing that he had never seen you without clothes before, his fingers felt itchy due to the desire of touching every inch of skin you uncovered.

Slipped out of your undergarments you returned to Bruno who was about to do the same but was stopped by your question.

"Can I?" 

"Uh, just don't expect much, I'm not very b-" you didn't let him finish and grasped the hem of his underwear and pulled them away.

"I thought only your older nephew was into jokes, Bruno. How do you want me?" You murmured into his ear making him thrust involuntary his hips upward, dying for the need of any kind of friction.

"On your back, if you want to."

He was on your body in an instant, returning all the kisses you gave him, he explored your body deeply and you guided his shaking hands to touch your breasts.

 It was a foreign sensation to him but he soon began massaging it and kissing your sternum.

 You encouraged him to move his pelvis against yours, lacing your legs behind him and starting to move sinuously.

Bruno moaned loudly and searched your eyes for permission he reached down, taking himself in hand and slowly pressing inside you.

It was your turn to moan because Bruno felt heavenly good and you let him know it, showering him with praises that boosted his confidence until he bottomed out to the last inch, stilling for letting you adjust.

"So good Bruno, so perfect my love. You can move now" you sighed.

The sensation took Bruno off-guard as he almost collapsed on you, the pleasure was overwhelming and the deliciously warm tightness of your body made him nearly delirious.

He moved slowly and deep, sometimes barely pulling out for just grinding inside you, your laboured breaths and moans were the only sounds filling the room.

"Dios mio, si- ah! Y/N!" Bruno whined between thrusts, he began to be incoherent, just sobs and low groans mixed with your name like it was to only word he knew as you whispered how good he was and made you feel against his parted lips.

His movements lost their pace as he approached his climax, looking into your eyes with desperation and love while his own green eyes started to glow brightly.

"Y/N! Y/N! Oh, Y/N!!" He screamed, thrusting one more time and stilling buried inside you, making your insides quiver and clamping on him as you reached your peak calling his name.

You were both out of air, lungs burning until the afterglow washed over you both, Bruno collapsed over your body and you played with the damped curls on his neck. 

Once he recovered, he rolled to the side taking you with him, caressing your shoulder and face.

"I love you" he confessed once more "you don't know how happy I am to have you in my life...Y/N, would you marry me?"

It was your turn to stare at him incredulously but before he might have thought of a negative answer you shook your head in agreement with tears filling your eyes.

"Yes, yes, of course, yes!" You laughed as he cried for happiness.

After more kisses and sweet words, you both fall asleep in each other arms, legs still intertwined and a serene expression on your faces.

[calmocaos]

Meu amor,

te (re)encontrar foi a melhor coisa que aconteceu. Foi como encontrar luz depois de tanto tempo no escuro. Tive borboletas no estômago e todos os sentimentos mistos como alegria e medo.

Mas, apesar da estranheza inicial do primeiro toque e primeiro beijo, tudo se encaixou como peças de quebra-cabeça. O seu corpo encaixou no meu abraço, o seu colo me acolheu como nenhum nunca fez igual e o seu cheiro me penetrou como um perfume feito para mim.

Eu te amo com a intensidade de um romance “Romeu e Julieta”, com o companheirismo digno de “Bonnie e Clyde” e com a ternura de Carl e Ellie em “Up Altas Aventuras”.

Eu te amo da forma mais simples e também indescritível que pode haver. Eu amo você! Sou uma pessoa imensamente mais feliz por ter você!

— calmocaos

[teenage-dreams18]

A Romeo y Julieta solo les bastó decir que se amaban para querer morir el uno por el otro. Así de significativos son mis Te Amo.

[fuck-with-my-mind]

Mi mariposa

Creo que no se cuentos días pasan desde que te conocí, pasan rápido pero al mismo tiempo pasan lento, pasan como esa brisa repentina que sientes en tu rostro al caminar, pasan como una noche fría solitaria, pasan como las olas de aquel inmenso mar. Sé que me enamore de ti desde el día en el que te conocí solo que no lo sabia, algo en mi se iba moviendo cada que escuchaba tu risa o tu voz, cada vez que me acercaba más a ti me iba gustando lo que eras y eres. Vi en ti tormentas, lluvia, brisa, días soleados, arcoíris, primavera, otoño, verano, tsunamis, volcanes, auroras boreales y la infinitud de un cielo que al pisar la tierra no se ve ni el principio ni el final. Siempre te voy a elegir a ti mil veces así un día desaparezcas de mi o de la tierra para cumplir tu propósito, al final del día eso es lo que eres, una vez me dijiste que yo era esa mariposa que tenias pegada en tu cuadro de la cama y ahora pensándolo bien tu también eres una mariposa pero al mismo tiempo eres mucho más que eso, tienes todo para ser lo que tu sabes en tu corazón que debes ser. Perdoname por muchas veces por lo que soy, a veces siento que soy esa mariposa que con sus alas causa huracanes y como las polillas deja su polvito en cualquier lugar de la casa hasta que cuando te des cuenta estas estornudando en todo el lugar. Te amo y te amo como se aman en el diario de una pasión, te amo como romeo y julieta, te amo como desde el mismo cielo, te amo como nanami ama a tomoe, te amo como la historia de your name, te amo como se aman en el titanic, te amo como se quieren los gatos, te amo como lo siente mi corazón. Tal vez no son chocolates o algo por el estilo pero de verdad esto lo quise hacer con la mejor intención del mundo y con amor para ti. Perdoname por cerrar mis ojos cuando gritas por mi y por lastimarte con mi inmadurez. Solo quiero lo mejor por y para ti, quiero dejar de ser egoista y verte crecer como tu a mi, es tu momento de vivir. Te amo, feliz 14 de Febrero.

Guardare esto en el rinconcito de nuestros sentimientos.

[guapoduoshipper]

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Post constantly updated. Last update: 31/10/2023

PART 2: HERE

Playlist songs:

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #1 Acuérdate de mí - Morat

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #2 All I want - Kodaline

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #3 Nothing Else Matters - Metallica

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #4 Me gustas tú - Manu Chao

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #5 So violento, so Macabro - PXNDX

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #6 23- Morat

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #7 Mariposas - Paty Cantú

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #8 Los amantes - Pambo

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #9 Angels like you - Miley Cyrus

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #10 The Reason - Hoobastank

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #11 Unconditionally - Katy Perry

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #12 Tal como eres - El canto del loco

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #13 Limón y sal - Julieta Venegas

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #14 Es por ti - Juanes

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #15 Evidências - Chitãozinho & Xororó

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #16 a Dios le pido - Juanes

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #17 Cómo te voy a olvidar - Los Ángeles Azules

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #18 Cuando pase el temblor - Soda Stereo

Inbox suggestions:

Suggestion 1: Paraíso proibido - strike / Fração de Segundo - NX Zero / Exagerado - Cazuza

Suggestion 2: This I love - Guns n' Roses

Suffestion 3: Deixe me ir - 1Kilo

Analyses:

A romantic date at the taqueria

Tacos: A language of love

q!Roier on love matters

q!Roier reliving a trauma

q!Roier and q!Cellbit: their castles built after feeling betrayed

q!Cellbit knows the meaning of sunsets

"I care for your happiness" q!Roier sharing what he loves

"I'd kill for you, but never you"

q!Cellbit has never seen q!Roier in his red hoodie

"I wish I could have been that someone you needed to never be alone again"

q!Roier showing his light to q!Cellbit from his minute one on the island

"Te amo, te amo con todo mi corazón."

q!Roier in the dreams of q!Cellbit

Deep sincerity in their wedding vows.

"I am lost! Not anymore, because I'm with you" / "I'm never lost if I'm with you"

The strong similarity between the Favela and the Hispanic household

Amaranth flower

"That's how we started and that's how we will continue until the end"

"Mi corazón es tuyo" (part 1)

"Mi corazón es tuyo, también" (part 2)

On the election's arc

A call for sanity.

q!Cellbit's scope

q!Roier sings in moments of panic.

q!Roier scared and confused

Screenshots:

q!Philza's photo at the festa junina

Tiburoier greets q!Cellbit in q!Foolish aquarium

A count of all the times q!Cellbit focused on q!Roier in his camera during the "Base Guapita" mission.

This is how q!Roier looks like from q!Cellbit's point of view.

Seeing each other at the altar

"I want to marry Roier so bad"

Spiderbit flirting in global chat

Just them <;3

"Que te quedes a mi lado y más nunca te me vayas, mi vida."

Kings

Headcanons:

Domestic-fluff Headcanons

q!Cellbit about his and q!Roier's scars.

The proposal of new dragon eggs

Hibernation / aestivation

Bobby Fields' rose bouquet

q!Cellbit listening to Ozuna

Miscellaneous:

Bobby, Tilin and JuanaFlippa

To the first time they said "I love you" to each other.

qCellbit's reaction to fake Bobby

"Y es que no sabes lo que tú me haces sentir"

Cellbit finally finds out the difference for Mexicans between "te quiero" and "te amo".

"if he takes you I'll come after you"

Both q!Cellbit and q!Roier get very worried if ithe other one is in danger

I will always trust Roier. - q!Cellbit

If you want to know a little more about this blog, you can read here.

[thgow]

Eu nunca entendi como o “Eu sou tão louco por você” se tornou “Estou cansado. Boa noite”. Parece besteira, mas eu era acostumado com meu lar dessa maneira. Uma troca absurdas de mensagens românticas e declarações. Beijos intensos de madrugada, enquanto um acordava o outro. Pedidos de desculpas em brigas, e logo em seguida risadas que nos deixavam sem ar. Músicas que compartilhávamos juntos e dizíamos que iriam tocar no nosso casamento. Emails que a gente trocava por que não queríamos responder mensagens no WhatsApp. São incontáveis coisas que eu me acostumei, e hoje não passam de lembranças. O primeiro toque, e a primeira vez que ele deixou uma escova no meu banheiro. Ele tinha feito questão de esquecer uma cueca aqui, e eu guardei com minhas outras roupas com tanto carinho, que meus olhos se encharcavam ao lembrar. A mensagem que ele tinha me enviado, logo após o nosso primeiro beijo debaixo de um torto. “A gente é muito legal, né?” E logo em seguida, peguei um táxi e fui embora pra casa feliz da vida porque finalmente tinha encontrado o cara dos meus sonhos.

Tudo isso rodeava a minha cabeça naquele final de semana, as fotos dos nossos pés, e como a gente ria dos pés pálidos dele. Nosso primeiro show do Coldplay juntos, onde ele me puxou para um abraço enquanto o Chris Martin cantava o couro emocionante de Yellow, e seus braços me apertavam mais ainda na parte: “You know i love so”. Porque tínhamos que ter esse fim? Sendo que ele adorava me levar aos domingos, no parque da Quinta da Boa Vista apenas para ficarmos deitados na sombra de uma árvore bebendo o drink que ele batizou de “Romeu sem Julieta”, que era basicamente gelo, leite condensado, uma garrafa de balalaika e hortelã. Era tudo premeditado a acontecer?

Mas como eu irei acreditar em algo premeditado, se depois de um ano de namoro, ele ainda fazia questão de me esperar para terminar uma série, ou um filme.. E planejar toda uma noite, que nunca dava certo, mas no final saímos felizes um com o outro? Era tantas perguntas que eu tinha dentro de mim, e eu não queria me aquietar até tê-las respondidas. Até hoje, eu me culpo por não ter tentando concertar as coisas quando tudo começou a desmoronar, e eu estava em um estágio na grande São Paulo o questionando do porque ele mudou tanto comigo, e sua única resposta foi: “Eu só estou fazendo minhas coisas”. Daí eu corri para o banheiro e chorei por alguns minutos sem que ninguém percebesse. Isso nunca foi algo que saísse da boca dele, e eu não fiz nada depois disso. Eu apenas aceitei que ele realmente tinha coisas para fazer, mas quando percebi que ele disse isso apenas para justificar sua falta de interresse em falar comigo, já era tarde. Para onde foi o seu amor? Desceu pelo ralo?

Eu me sentia esfolado, esmagado e jogado para escanteio. Quando eu te perguntei se: “A gente pode conversar?”, e você disse: “Sobre o que?”. Eu me senti uma inteira enganação. Ele estava do meu lado, e eu comecei a chorar porque eu não aguentava tanto desprezo do cara que eu amava. E começamos a discutir porque você dizia que eu estava exagerando. Porque eu não concertei as coisas nesse tempo? Será que tinha concerto? Eu te esperei uma quarta-feira inteira, e quando desistir de te esperar eu te liguei ansioso, atordoado e você não me atendeu. Você sempre me atendia, mas naquela noite não me atendeu. É só pela manhã eu descobri que você tinha ido para um luau no Arpoador e sequer me convidou para ir junto com você. Quando eu surtei, você me chamou de louco. Você nunca tinha me chamado assim antes.

E cada dia tinha sido tudo mais rápido, até o dia em que eu disse que te amava, e você respondeu: “Eu também”, para alguém que sempre foi acostumado a ouvir, “Eu também te amo, meu amor”. E para finalizar toda essa bosta de vida que eu tive nos últimos meses, eu precisei ouvir dos meus amigos que você queria que eu terminasse com você, porque você queria se livrar da culpa. Foi tão doloroso todas essas lembranças, que no fim do domingo, eu sentia sua falta e eu chorava incansavelmente, por saber que nunca seríamos o que poderíamos ser. De repente, tudo ficou feio. Até você, que era lindo, ficou feio. E eu estava me sentindo horrível, incapaz, podre, insatisfeito, confuso por já não me lembrar mais onde o nosso amor nasceu, onde nosso amor cresceu, e onde nosso amor morreu, ou melhor, deixou de ser.

[umapeguenalagarta]

eu ainda me lembro muito bem

daquele alaranjado fim de tarde de domingo

do momento exato em que nossos olhos se cruzaram e soubemos imediatamente o que aconteceria logo em seguida.

a voz deu uma tremida, 

a conversa parou,

os risos empolgados cessaram,

as mãos suaram e a barriga gelou,

o medo acenou pra nós como de costume mas agora era tarde demais

o amor gritou mais alto dessa vez e quando dei por mim, ali estávamos nós

entrelaçados, provando do gosto um do outro, sendo apenas um só

o sol se pondo lá fora, enquanto aqui dentro tudo queimava,

e pelos nossos movimentos, pela forma em que o teu corpo reagia aos meus toques, eu soube imediatamente que aquela era apenas a primeira de inúmeras outras vezes.

eu juro que vi tudo ao meu redor parar, pude ouvir passarinhos cantarolando como um sussurro, e borboletas saltarem de alegria no meu interior.

e sim, nosso primeiro beijo teve direito a todos esses clichês de romance, a magia dos contos.

mas o que temos vai além de toda e qualquer ficção, 

é imensamente maior que um faz de conta,

não como a cinderela amava o príncipe, ou como Julieta desejou Romeu

eu te quero muito mais que a fantasia

 te amo e te desejo da forma mais real e concreta possível

 nessa vida e em todas as outras que vierem após.

[prickly-bulbasaur]

Te Amo

A chilly wind came from the south, indicating that soon winter would arrive in La Casa de Madrigal. When provided the wood, Casita would start the fires and tend to them so that her residents could wake in warmth and comfort.

Though, for two, there was much more than warmth from the hearth. Pepa, Dolores, and Mirabel knew there was love brewing between the “Theatric Kid” and a foreigner they had allowed to live with them for the time being.

That morning Camilo and their guest, Aria, were sitting down having breakfast with Pepa, while Dolores and Mirabel were getting food from the kitchen. Julieta was cooking whatever delicious food her heart desired. 

Pepa decided to do a little tease with the two. “Camilo, are you going to ask Aria out or what?”

Camilo spat his drink out while Aria stared at Pepa in shock, turning beet red at the sudden question. “W-what? Mama, why ask such a sudden question? We are just friends.”

Aria snorted yet looked kind of sad that the boy sitting next to her claimed to only be friends with her. She knew that he probably wasn’t aware but that gave him some charm. 

“Don’t be silly, hermano,” Dolores whispered, bringing more food over with Mirabelle. “Aria thinks highly of you and wants to be with you. She loves you. Not sure why, you are just an overdramatic brother. Hm.” Aria blushed and chuckled a bit at being caught too, slightly shrinking into her chair when Mirabelle laughed and continued the teasing.

“Dolores, don’t be mean to Camilo. You know he might not realize it, especially when he makes everyone happy,” Mirabelle said, chuckling as well. “It is obvious though that he smiles more with Aria around.”

Aria decided to speak up then, now that the cat was out of the bag. “Well, yeah. Who doesn’t love him? He fills my heart with nothing but warmth and sunshine.”

Camilo looked at Aria in shock. “Wait, you love me!?” He was confused. “How can you love someone who doesn’t have his own personality? All I do is mimic…” He said after shapeshifting into Aria, looking at her with those same ruby eyes. “What do you see in me that I haven’t yet discovered?”

Aria looked at him with a soft yet mysteriously pure smile that left him breathless “I always have loved you, way before I got to know you. You made me smile when I was down and confused. You tend to others when they need help, and the kids adore you for your energy and charisma. You have a golden heart and your soul is pure. I see you as you, Camilo. Even with all your transformations, you can’t change your soul. Your charm is what makes me complete.”

Camilo looked into Aria’s eyes as he slowly transformed back to himself. They were so bright and clear like crystals, showing no doubt that what she said was true. He smiled and grasped his now-girlfriend’s hand, kissing her knuckles gently before leaning together to touch her forehead. “I guess all I needed was you to reveal who I truly am. I love you too, Aria.”

[eijulieta]

Eu pensava que sabia o que era amor, até te ver sentado na cadeira do quarto falando com seu gato do jeito mais lindo, fofo e puro.

Eu jurava que havia conhecido o amor, até sentir você me puxando no meio da noite pra ficar mais perto de você, seguido por um beijo e aquela frase de sete letras.

Cara, eu tinha certeza do que era o amor, até te ver falando sobre as coisas que você gosta com muito entusiasmo, e me explicando tudo mesmo eu não entendendo nada - mas prestando atenção sempre.

Até que um dia eu percebi que eu não fazia a menor ideia do que era o amor, até me apaixonar por você e pelos seus lindos olhos brilhantes (e tímidos) toda vez que eu faço algum elogio.

Nos dias chuvosos eu sinto o amor, quando acordo e tem você com a respiração forte pertinho do meu ouvido e me abraçando tanto que mal consigo me mexer.

Agora, eu vivo o amor todas as vezes que peço pra você me esperar fazer algo porque estou com medo e você simplesmente para tudo e vai lá comigo, sem nem questionar.

Eu tenho o amor todas as vezes que deito no seu peito. Eu vivo o amor todas as vezes que gargalhamos juntos. Eu sinto o amor todas as vezes que te olho e você já está ali me olhando. Eu amo o amor apenas por ele ser você.

Cadê seu Romeu, Julieta?

[maitrs24]

Él se arrodilló en la tierra y sacó un anillo

Y dijo:

"Casate conmigo Julieta, tú nunca tendras que estar sola Te amo y esto es todo lo que realmente sé"