#tu sugar mami

[rosescries]

Hiii! I wanted to tell you that I finished reading your Moving Up In The World work in ao3 just now and oh boi was I HOOKED since the first chapter, literally spent my whole shift at work reading it haha I absolutely adore it, you truly have a way with words to make the characters so life-like and fun to read, and oh dear lord THAT WORLD BUILDING YOU DID THERE holy cows it's a very interesting concept and above everything it's original, you have no idea how much I adored your work.

I just wanted to let u know that it is now one of my favourites in all the fnaf fandom.

Again thank you for this, and I hope you have a wonderful day today as it was mine after finding your story 💖

Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it so much!

There's a lot more about the world to be unveiled. It's coming! >:3

[luceracastro]

RUMORES

(Enzo Vogrincic x Reader)

Summary: Rumors circulate both Enzo and famous singer Aitana, you who is his costar, friend, and also the girl who has the hugest crush on him doesn't take too kindly to the rumors and distances yourself from him and he is beyond clueless as to why his favorite girl doesn't speak to him anymore.

Warnings: Some angst and fluff, little makeout sesh, jealousy on reader's part and Enzo's, slight Blas x reader, no hate towards the beautiful Aitana in this nor to Male (Matia's girlfriend) it's a Spanglish fic!

you must have thought your phone was practically playing tricks on you but it wasn't, there it was in bold letters "¿aitana y enzo?" the huge bold letters and a whole passionate article on the topic were enough to ruin your day.

"Que pasa contigo nena?" Male had asked as she sat down beside you, she and Mati were kind enough to let you stay at their place for a while since you lived in Spain but just found your apartment too saddening and empty especially after filming and being in a full hotel for months and always being around people.

"Nada, la verdad" you smiled with a small look in your eye that she knew way too well "Que pasa?" she asked once more and you flipped your phone down on her leg, she put her cup down to look through it and her eyes widened "Aye linda, por esto estas triste?" her small smile made you frown "Enzo no es nada amor mio, obvio le tengo cariño pero mami tu mereces mejor créeme," she said with a small smile

you chuckled a little and shook your head "Ven vamos por algo de comer," she pulled you up trying to wipe the small frown off your face and it worked, between her and Mati making you laugh and the food set on the table you found yourself laughing and having fun.

however, what you didn't expect was for there to be a knock on the door and for Enzo to walk in like nothing was wrong, and in reality, nothing was wrong because he was clueless about the whole situation "Hola hermosa," he bent down a small hug which you returned uninterested and he furrowed his brows slightly confused but nonetheless thought nothing of it

him and Mati went into the kitchen and he nodded his head towards the table where you and Male spoke "Que pasa con la nena?" Enzo asked as Mati turned to look at you and he did notice your off attitude but he also was a nosy one who listened to you and Male's conversation and he knew all too well why "Piensa por un Minuto Enzo," he said and Enzo tried to think but to no avail "Dime," he pleaded and Mati laughed

"Que?" Enzo asked and Mati shook his head "Nada, Nada vamos," after that Enzo noticed when he asked you something you answered with short uninterested answers, and when he was talking you were fixed on your phone and it was kinda bothering him, he hated being ignored and by you, it's like a kick to the gut. "Oye casi haces que Enzo llora," Mati said with a small smile as he sat beside you and you shrugged "Pues que vaya con la tal Aitana," you said a small snarky remark which you instantly regretted, the poor girl was sweet like sugar and Enzo didn't even know you liked him

"¿Ahora te das cuenta de lo mal que suenas?" Mati asked "Si, Si ya lo se," you shook your head sighing, "Entonces porque no le dices a Enzo lo que sientes," Mati asked and you laughed a bit too loud "No no, eso seria muy vergonzoso," you shook your head and he sighed "Eres una pelotuda la verdad nena, si no te mueves asi" he snapped his fingers "A lo mejor la Aitana te lo gana" he said a small smirk on his lips making you smack his arm as he laughed "Callate Boludo," you however couldn't help but smile at Mati

"Oye vamos por unas cervesas?, esta preguntando el Pipe," Mati asked with phone in hand and you nodded a small smile on your lips "Pero una cosa linda, Enzo va estar eh," he warned and you rolled you eyes "Sólo porque él esté ahí no significa que no quiera estar con mis amigos" you said and he nodded "Bueno, perdon," he left the doorway of the borrowed room he was allowing you to stay in and you got up getting ready for the night

"Lista, aye nena que linda," Male looked at you a smile on her lips as she reached her hand out for yours "Tu mas, bueno vamos vamos," you both laughed the whole way there Mati following close and as soon as you enter the restaurant/bar you are met with the boys and even Enzo which of course you understood he was obviously going to be there but it would be ten times harder to ignore him now

hugs went all around but reaching Enzo all you did was smile a small hello escaping your lips but he didn't let it slide "Y mi abrazo?" he asked a small smirk displayed on his lips, you gave him a quick side hug but everyone noticed the sort of small tension and you moved to sit beside Blas, "Hola bonita," he rested his arm behind the top of your chair "Hola, que ordenaste tu de tomar?' you asked looking through the small menu of many drinks

Enzo however watched from afar, you and Blas were friends but you always sat beside him what was different now? he subtly rolled his eyes drinking his beer and looking anywhere else while sometimes catching glimpses of you touching Blas's curls or just laughing and joking around with him in general until he was full on staring at you both and even growing an attitude with the others.

"Y tu que?" Fran asked looking at Enzo "Se ve que te vas a tragar al Blas vivo," Juani said a small giggle escaping his lips already slightly tipsy "Nada, Nada para que me molestaria que le habla a T/n?" he said taking another long swig of beer and Fran smiled "Nunca dijimos que eso era la razon," and Enzo looked at Fran "Voy al baño" Enzo got up and left the table "Oye linda, habla con Enzito porque esta amargando la noche con su actitud" Pipe said in your ear his breath smelling like beer and tequila "Yo por que?" you asked with a bit of attitude in your voice and a shrug of your shoulders "porque obviamente está enojado porque le estás dando más atención a Blas que a él" Pipe said as you furrowed your brows "Estas loco," you said shaking your head

"Nena andale, quiero disfrutar no cuidar de un enojon y unos borrachos," Male said with a small frown and you sighed hands on the table trying to balance yourself "Bueno Bueno ya voy," you groaned and left the table but not before apologizing to Blas and walking around looking for Enzo, you checked outside the bathrooms and around the restaurant "Perdon has visto un chico alto, pelo negro y con ojos cafes, tambien tiene el pelo medio largito?" you asked a waiter who shook his head "perdon" he said and you sighed looking around and asking but yet no one had seen him

your last resorts were to go and look outside in both front and back but you were closer to the back so you exited through the back door looking around and he was there more farther down the side of the backdoor smoking a cigarette "Oye, que te pasa?" you asked arms crossed since the harsh wind hit you and he looked down at you his face blank but you could tell something was bothering him "nada, Vuelve adentro, hace mucho frío" he said as he turned to look away and blew out a puff of smoke and you put all your weight on one foot rolling your eyes "Vamos, todos estan preguntado por ti," he chuckled bitterly "Vuelve adrento con Blas querida, los dos sabemos que eso prefieres aser," he said and you furrowed your brows a hurt look on your face

"Eres una mierda sabes," he turned to see the tears rimming your eyes and he sighed his eyes closing for a moment and the regret was written all over his face "perdon, perdon," but you shook your head "Y no prefieres estar con la Aitana? o sea eso dicen por ahi" you shot back and he shook his head "Tu crees eso? nomas tuvimos un vuelo y una noche con amigos y conocidos juntos, eso era todo no somos nada," he said but you shook your head "Oh pero yo estoy pasandola bien con un amigo y eso significa que quiero con el no seas pendejo Enzo" you yourself laughed bitterly and he sighed grabbing you

"No soy un pendejo, que quieres que yo piensa cuando le haces esos sonrisas, caricias, y juegas con su pelo eh?" he said he was in your face and you both were only inches apart "Eso no significa nada, yo te hice esos cosas tambien" you shrugged "Si eso es lo que me molesta, Solo hacias esas cosas a mi, no a Fran, Mati, Juani, Pipe, ni a Esteban, nomas a mi!" you looked at him like he was crazy but then again it sunk in your brain that he was jealous, Enzo was jealous, you both looked into each others eyes, then his eyes flickered to your lips but you beat him to it as you pulled his face in for a kiss

you both pulled away after a moment and you both looked at each other before he pulled you in once more, bodies pressed together as you both kissed the other with force and need but it didn't last long "Enzo! T/n! Enzo! T/n!" Juani's voice was heard and you both pulled away quickly and Enzo groaned a face of annoyance "Que!" he yelled out "Donde estan?" Juani asked and you grabbed Enzo's hand pulling him with you "Lo encontre, nos distraimos hablando perdon" you laughed nervously but noticed Juani's red eyes which were also watery "Que paso querido?" you asked and he sighed "Pensé que los perdi, y no quiero perder los" he was drunk and it was evident with his slurred words and the scent of beer radiating off of him

Enzo stifled a laugh as you smacked his arm and wrapped your arm around Juani "No ya, ya no llores, aqui estamos amor ya," he dug his face into the crook of your neck as you smiled and you three entered the bar, Enzo watching you both from the back.

at the end of the night you all made it to a food truck that had the best food (According to Fran) and you all ordered your food and ate little by little but you and Enzo took some stolen glances at one another, "¿Tengo que dar un paseo, Enzo?" he knew that was your way of asking him to come along and he stood up walking closer to you, everyone looked either relieved or gave you teasing smiles before returning to their meal

you two at first walked in pure silence, "Debemos de hablar, de el beso" Enzo said and you turned your head to look at him "No te gusto?" you asked with no emotion yet he caught the almost not visible smile on your face "al contrario, me encanto pero quiero saber que significa eso?" he asked his hands dug into the pockets of his jacket and you stopped in your tracks turning to face him "Significa que me gustas Enzo," you told him straight up and he looked down at you "Me gustas y hasta puedo decir que estoy enamorada de ti pero entiendo si no sientes lo miso" you said and he chuckled "Boluda estuve enamorado de ti desde que te conoci" he told you giving you a kiss on your forehead pulling you in for a hug as you sighed his chin resting on the top of your head and his arms around you engulfing you entirely "Y porque no me dijiste nada?" you asked and he smiled "Porque cuando te conoci pense que eras muy chica para mi, una niña," he said "Enzo tenia 21 años," you told him

"Y yo los 27" he said and you giggled "Eso no es mucho" you smiled up at him "Bueno, si no te da molestia que voy estar usando un baston antes que ti, quieres ser mi novia?" he asked and you froze "En serio?" you asked and he nodded and you grinned "Me encantaria," and the walk was ended, coming back hand in hand Fran smiled "Salieron de malas y regresan de novios, quien los entienden" Fran laughed as did the others

"Aye callate estupido" you smiled sitting down "Tu boluda" that was the end of the night, all of you enjoying a night out and you going back to Enzo's at the end ;)

[tainted-liquor]

'Perfect Wifey―୨୧⋆ ˚

₊˚⊹♡ ╰➝ 'Don't start with me.' - Miles G. Morales

°˖➴ E42!Miles Morales x BlackFem!Reader ✧˖ °Ingredients: Salt and Sugar! (hurt/comfort) ˗ˏˋTWs: Swearing, petty behavior idk ⟡W/C: 820! A/N: Another request I got! Enjoys luvs 💗

"C'mon! Sabes que no lo quise decir de esa manera! I just need you to chill out f'me, princesa!" your boyfriend huffed as he crossed his arms against his chest. You were currently arguing about his inconsistency when it came to dates, promising one thing and doing the other. Just earlier today you stood outside for 4 hours, all dolled up and pretty for your boyfriend who never showed up. "Chill out? What the fuck you mean relax?! I was outside, for FOUR HOURS! IN HEELS! WAITING ON YOU!" you shouted, picking up your cream-colored bear off your bedside and hurling it at Miles's chest. "I can't fucking believe you! You could've shot me a text, a call, fuck you could've sent a PIGEON!" You yelled as small beads of tears clouded your vision. You sighed deeply, wiping your eyes and closing your eyes to refrain from making any dumb decisions.

"I will see you tomorrow. I need you to leave right now, I can't look at you" you explain in a calm and controlled voice. "Mami, lo siento-" he began, quickly shutting up as you weakly raised your hand (a silent communication of shut the fuck up). He quietly looked down at the floor, placing your stuffed bear safely on your nightstand before quietly exiting your room through the door. You sighed, slipping into your bathroom to do stress-stimulated skincare, angrily swiping at your face with your soapy hands. Every fiber in your body seemed to burn with a mix of rage and sadness, feeling those crybaby tears begin to invade your vision once more.

You slipped into your favorite pair of pajamas, feeling a sudden movement on your neck and freaking out at the unfamiliar sensation. You instantly sigh, pressing a hand to your chest and giggling when you realize it was just your necklace. Well, the necklace Miles had bought for you a while back for your birthday. You unclipped the necklace, watching as the solid gold 'M' spun on the chain before gently placing it on your bathroom sink. You sighed to yourself, contemplating when everything went downhill as you got comfortable in your pink bedsheets and drifted off to sleep.

You woke up the following morning with your mind in a daze. Your bonnet was half off, your phone was nowhere in sight, and you could feel how puffy your eyes were from crying the previous night. You sighed before quickly getting yourself together, throwing on your uniform, and preparing to start another long and tiring week of school. There was only one key detail missing from your dull grey and blue uniform, which slipped your mind as you began to make your way to school at the fucking crack of dawn. That pretty pretty pendant that you always wore around your neck.

The first few minutes in the building were normal, you scrolling mindlessly through your phone as you leaned against your locker. That was all fine and dandy until you felt that familiar presence that always let you know comfort was right next to you. You sighed, lifting your head completely from your phone to see Miles. "Princesa, escúchame por favor. I need to tell you something important," he began as he held your chin gently in between his hands, making sure you maintained eye contact. He was about to explain something 'important', before he cut himself off, staring directly at the empty space on your collarbone.

"¿Dónde es? Chiquita, dime ahora mismo. ¿Dónde está tu collar?" He asked with a suddenly firm glare. He gently raised your phone, ensuring that the semi-clear pink case you always wore still contained the Polaroid of the two of you. He didn't notice immediately, but he sighed in relief when he saw that all-too-familiar photo of the two of you last year. "Sorry, I forgot it on my bathroom sink..." you sighed as you mindlessly felt for the solid piece of gold, immediately feeling terrible when you realized it wasn't there. "Don't start with me. I don't care how petty you feel, the world gon' know you mines," he spat with narrow eyes.

You could tell he was a little irritated, but he still pulled you into a tight hug and rested his chin on the top of your head. "Look mama, I'm sorry. I promise I'll never do that again, aight? I need to talk to you about something though, leave your window open f'me" he explained as he held you impossibly closer to his body. "Yeah, okay I- WINDOW?" you frantically queried with a bewildered expression. "Fuck you mean my window? Why my window?" Miles didn't give you an answer, only laughing at your question and giving you a pat on your back. "Don't worry about it. I'll be over later, alright?" he assured as he gave you a peck on the forehead, tugging your hand as you followed him to your morning advisory.

taglist in the works I swear😭

[cuddl3s4shur1]

•”𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄?“•

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐘/𝐍 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐗 𝐘/𝐍

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟑:𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐍’𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎: You and hobie where dating .After one big argurment who knew that he would almost lose you and your earth...

𝐀/𝐍: This story has tea but yeah enjoy this , I might make a series taglist . Let me know if you wanna be added to it. , this was so last minute sorry for anyone grammar/ spelling errors

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Implied NSFW, Drama, m , Angst

It had been at least 4 days sense hobie had seen you .

Many theories where going around in his head of what happened to you . He would try and try to not let those thoughts get to his head .

He had been trying every day to find where you were , he couldn’t find you anywhere , which left one thought lingering around .

You were Dead

He didn’t let that though stop him from finding his baby , but the funny thing was ,

You were hiding in plain sight.

While he was looking everywhere for you , you where out at malls , grocery stores, car dealerships, and walking down the street.

So for Hobie to be trying and looking for you he hasn’t been trying hard enough.

He would call Miguel on the hologram “is there anyway you could track y/n I haven’t heard from her in around 4 days “ Hobie told her .

“I mean if actually think about it , there’s a tracker in her suit , it works if you have been by her suit for a good 5 minutes or something, “ Miguel says .

“Why are just now telling me this , this would have been way helpful like 3 or 4 days ago “ Hobie told Miguel .

“What can I say , I forgot “ Miguel says . Hobie rolls his eyes .

“Well I’ll figure it out , I’ll let you know when I start tracking “ Hobie said .

And that’s exactly what he did , he would open his laptop and find away to track your suit

Meanwhile

You where chilling with miles , he was on the bed watching something on tv . You were searching through the clothes for a outfit.He had bought you over like 75 thins in the span of 4 days .

“You need to stop buying my stuff , mi vida (my life)”

“Why, bebe me encanta consentirte tu(Baby, I love to pamper you)” He smiles

“I understand but , Tengo más de 20 bolsas de ropa, solo llevo aquí 4 días. (i have over 20 bags of clothes , i only been here for 4 days). You tell him .

So , eres mi pequeño bebé de azúcar ( your my little sugar baby ) , you let out a sigh

“I can tell , mi vida ( my life) “ he winks

“Come here , Ven aquí (come here) “ -he says as he looks at you

You start to crawl on his bed and head to his side , you than crawl on his waist .

“Yes “ you ask him .

“I just wanted see you “ his hands start to go on your waist

“You already saw me “ you start to chuckle.

“I like when your up close and when your on my waist “ he says . You give him a kiss on his cheek . You start to stair off .

You start to feel your spider senses.

“They’re looking for me” you tell him .

“Who “ he starts to ask you

“The other spideys tracked my suit. Come on get up” you tell him .

You get of his waist and go get your suit from the washer . “Your going to have to give me marks or something so they think something happend “ you told him .

Miles comes from behind you and wraps his arms around your waist

“Have I not giving you enough, mami (mommy) “ he whispers in your ear , you eyeroll at him. You remove his arms from you waist .

“Why won’t you except my love , Cariño (honey) “

“I’m sorry baby but , we have to get ready you have to put me on the bag thing . But your keeping the gifts ok “ you point the last part at him .

“Alright I’ll make sure to keep the chains Loose but not to loose “ he says , you nod and smile .

You go to the bathroom and put in the Spider-Man seat , when you come out the bathroom he already put his suit on.

He would than take you to where the punching bag was . He would tye the chains around you .

“You know , I’m so mad your not getting treated the way you should be “ miles says .

“I know but , during the time I was with you I enjoyed it “ you smiled.

“He comes and gives you a peck on the lips . You would show a smile .

“I’m glad I treat you right , Pero solo promete mantenerte en contacto (but just promise to keep in touch )” He tells you

“Prometo ,(I promise) “ you tell him

For the rest of the time you guys would talk about whatever, and that’s what he liked about you , how you could talk forever about anything.

Your spidey senses would start to tingle

Due to that ,Miles would so called “leave “ when he really was still in the place , he would come back and see that you where gone . He wasn’t surprised but knew the time would come .

He checked the punching bag seeing a note from the other spider- people saying .

“We got her back , try harder next time” he rolled his eyes and took the note and crumbled it up and tossed it to the ground .

Although he would just see your face and feel your presence he missed you , he loved being around you. He hated knowing that someone was taking advantage of someone like you . When if you were his he would never let you feel like you had no worth in the relationship to the point where your opinion was wrong .

He would text you making sure the you would get home safely he wouldn’t anything to hurt “ his girl that’s not his girl but really is his girl “

- yeah we made it home safe

When he saw the we he became said , where you talking about the ex who didn’t knew how to love you

Because if so , his heart would tarnish , all the money he had spent . During those 4 days it felt like y’all knew eachother for a whole lifetime .

He would take a minute to deal with his emotions before he would send the message.

-Alright that’s cool , can I come by later”

You and him would both take a break before trying to respond .

-Yeah ofc , Hobie is out at the mall for whatever reason ,I thought he would want to watch are favorite shows … I guess not

You would send that to miles , his heart would start to pound he felt kinda sad , like he wish he could do more but … he couldn’t . It wasn’t his place to take of someone else’s girlfriend, but miles would definitely do it .

Hobie was shopping for you as a “take me back I'm sorry “ gift. While he's there he remembers “Pandora Braclet“ , you had a pandora braclet for years , so why not get you a new charm.

Why not get a heart charm to symbolize y’all relationship

He starts walking until he gets bumped into “watch it mate“ he hisses. Prowler miles starts to look up to see hobie. He does a slow laugh. “what's funny I want to laugh too”. “You're the infamous Hobie “ He smiles. “Yes that is me and you're “ he questions, “ Y/n’s best friend “ he smiles. “Cool “ he says. “Well I just want to let you know when I'm on the phone with her she has been telling me you've been slipping “ he lets out a sigh

“And to if you don't fix it I'm going to slip in, to be honest if she was my girl I would mad and sad right not i would try to apologize and spoil her not to mention I could never hurt her feelings, I hope you don't fumble the bag thought “ he ends with a little snicker. “I hope the bags save your ass, “ he told Hobie as he looked down at his hands

“Me to bro me to “ hobie says he puts his one hand his pocket and goes to pandora store with the words of y/n’s best friend still ringing in his mind

Miles would leave after the little talk with Hobie to head to your apartment so y’all could watch tv together.he would go to a gas station near you apartment and buy snacks that you like .

But what did you know that both of the guys where trying to get you something

Hobie was at a custom flower shop, ti pick up a order ,Earlier he went to other places.He bought all the stuff he knew would make you smile and picked up a pre-made boquet of flowers that had said H+(Y/I)=❤️♾️

His keys would start to rattle at the door as he struggled to balance everything from the flowers, to a box then to bags he would open the door .

“Baby I understand that you know I didn’t watch tv with you but I hope thes gifts make it up to you . He would open one of the boxes , which had all your favorite food and drink items .

“Oh and baby while I was their I meet this werid guy who said he was your be-“ he would cut his own self off when he seen the

“Bestfriend “

Walk down the hallway with paper towel in his hand about to throw it away .

“Hobie , Miles , Miles,Hobie “ you’ try to introduce them to eachother because you didn’t know that they had a previous interaction.

“Well we’ll , we meet again don’t we” Miles smirks

[adrienneleclerc]

Parents Day

Masterlist

Paring: Xavier Thorpe x Mexican!Reader

Summary: it’s parent’s day and Xavier is finally going to meet his girlfriend’s parents.

Warnings: Spanish with translation. Boyfriend!Xavier, involved parents, probably many spelling mistakes

A/N: Since I don’t know much folklore or mythical creatures from different Latin American countries, I made the reader to be a catrina like La Muerte from Book of Life because it revolves around Mexican culture and that’s the culture I know the most. If you haven’t seen The Book of Life, La Muerte is made entirely of white sugar candy with knee-length black licorice hair that is tied in a low ponytail and multi-colored glowing eyes with aqua eyeshadow that are in shades of gold and red. Though a catrina itself is just a skeleton, La Muerte is different. La Muerte has magic to transform herself into a human, has telekinesis, can revive anything including nature, controls and generates fire, and in her catrina form, she leaves trail of marigold petals and levitates herself. So to avoid any confusion in Nevermore, Y/N is usually in the human form that she has created for herself. When her parents come in for parents day, they are in their catrina form. Xavier knows Y/N is a catrina but he has NEVER seen her in her catrina form. Understand? Cool.

This is how La Muerte looks, Y/N’s catrina form is basically like that but smaller since Y/N is younger. Y/N’s mom is basically La Muerte in her Catrina form

Y/N was hanging in Xavier’s art shed, just watching him paint.

“Are you excited for parents day tomorrow?” Xavier asked Y/N as she plays with the marigold plant she gave Xavier last week. “Kinda, why?” Y/N asked. “So I can finally meet your parents. You barely talk about them. Like I know you talk to them on the phone a lot but you never talk to me about them.” Xavier said as he got closer to Y/N. “There’s not much to tell, we’re a very Mexican family.” Y/N commented, waving her hand over the marigold so more flowers can sprout.

“Well I cant wait to meet them. I’ve even been practicing my Spanish.” Xavier said, sitting next to Y/N. “That’s good that you’ve been practicing.” Y/N commented. “I do have a question though, how come I’ve never seen you in your Catrina form?” Xavier asked. Y/N was shocked at the question, for the years you guys have been friends, months of dating, he has never asked this before. “I’ve been reading up on Catrinas so I don’t say anything stupid in front of your parents, right? In this book of Mexican Folklore, it says that a Catrina is made up of white sugar, candy, has black licorice for hair, their eyes are glowing candles, their faces are decorated, their clothes are made up of candy too. Catrinas are literally made up of sugar, slice, and everything nice! But they have the ability to take on different human forms. I’ve always seen you in your human for, how come I’ve never seen you in Catrina form?”

For Y/N it was a sensitive topic. Not that she didn’t like her Catrina form, she LOVED it, it was very beautiful, reminds her of when she would visit Mexico and see all her relatives. However, being the only Catrina in Nevermore, Y/N became self conscious.

“I’m not entirely comfortable with being in my Catrina form in front of people that are not my family.” Y/N said, when Xavier was about to say something, Y/N’s phone rang, a Luis Miguel song playing, Y/N got off the seat and walked towards his paintings. “My mom, LOVES him, bueno? (Hello)” Y/N answered the phone.

“Hola mi amor! Como has estado? Mañana es el Parents Day de tu escuela así que tu padre y yo vamos a estar contigo todo el día, llevaremos a tu hermano, me encantaría conocer a todos tus amigos. (Hello my love. How have you been? Tomorrow is Parents Day at your school so your dad and I will be with you the entire day, we’ll bring your brother with us too, I would love to meet all of your friends)” her mom said.

“Sí, claro mami. Van a estar con su forme humano o Catrina? (Yeah, of course. Are you guys gonna be in human form or Catrina form?)” Y/N asked. “Forme humano para no llamar mucho la atención. Pero eso sí, cuando ya me cansé, me vuelvo catrina, no entiendo como puedes mantenerte en forme humano todo el tiempo, aveces cansa (Human for to lay low. But once I’m tired, I’m going back to my Catrina form, I don’t get how you can stay in your human form all the time, it’s exhausting)” her mom commented. “Si lo sé, te hablo luego, adios (Yeah, I know, I’ll talk to you after, bye)” Y/N hung up the phone, Xavier just stared at her. “What?”

“I just love hearing you speak Spanish.” Xavier said with a loving smile. “Maybe you could teach me Spanish!” Xavier said, Y/N just laughed in disbelief, “Last time I tried teaching you Spanish, you didn’t pay attention like at all, so no. Stick to duolingo, guapo.” Y/N commented. “I know that word! It means handsome, right?” Xavier asked Y/N as he got up to stand in front of her, his hands on her hips. “Yes it does, good job.” Y/N said, Xavier leaned down and kissed her. They continued kissing until they ran out pf breath. “If we keeping kissing like that, I won’t be able to stop.” Xavier said, leaning his forehead against hers. “I’m going back to my dorm, don’t stay here too late.” Y/N said, giving Xavier one final kiss before leaving his art shed. As Y/N was walking back to Ophelia Hall, she was making figures with her fire powers, so much fun. She saw Yoko and Enid talking.

“Finally you’re here! We’re having a sleepover in the dorm, Divina and Wednesday are coming too.” Yoko told Y/N. “Are you sure Wednesday is the sleepover type?” Y/N asked, looking at Enid. “Maybe she’ll surprise you. I can’t wait to meet your parents tomorrow! What are they like? Are they really made out of candy? Are they coming in their Catrina form? I was asking Wednesday about Catrinas because Xavier has the book.” Enid said and Y/N was shocked. “Why do you want to learn about Catrinas?”

“Because you are one! No one is teaching us about different creatures and outcasts from around the world so I gotta learn.” Enid said. They entered Yoko and Y/N’s dorm and waited for Divina and Wednesday for the sleepover. “How is your mom dealing with the whole ‘not being able to wolf out’ thing?” Yoko asked Enid as Enid was painting Y/N’s nails a pastel blue color. “She’s not handling it well, I swear, we she comes for Parents Day, it’s going to be awful. I’m better off meeting Ajax’s parents, that doesn’t sound too bad, actually.” Enid said, a few minutes later Divina and Wednesday showed up. “Girls, you’re just in time, sit on the floor, let’s get started.” Yoko said.

Meanwhile Xavier and Ajax were playing video games. “Dude, I just don’t know what to say to her parents. What if they don’t speak English?” Xavier said. “There’s a reason why you’ve been learning Spanish. Just relax, her parents can’t be different from Y/N, you’ve been learning about Catrinas, why are so nervous about meeting them tomorrow?” Ajax asked, they have been having this same conversation for a week.

“I don’t know, i just want to make a good first impression.” Xavier said. “I’m sure you will. Now one last round before you go back to your dorm.” Ajax said.

The next day was Parents Day, Principal Weems finished her announcement. Enid was sitting with her parents, Wednesday was with her parents and Pugsley, Xavier and Y/N were sitting together at a table, talking to Ajax.

“There is no way you stoned yourself. I thought there were some showers without the mirrors.” Y/N said as she laughed after hearing Ajax’s story about why he couldn’t make his date with Enid. “There are! Those were taken though, such a horrible experience, even if it does last a couple of hours.” Ajax said. “My folks are here, I’ll talk to you guys later.” Ajax said, hugging both Y/N and Xavier. When Y/N and Xavier were talking, Y/N saw her parents walks in…they were in Catrina form. “Ay, no manches (no way)” Y/N said looking at her mom, she walked towards her parents.

“Hola hoja, como has estado? (Hi, how have you been?)” Y/N’s dad asked her, hugging her. “Pensé que iban a estar en forme humano, qué pasó? (I though you guys were gonna be in human form, what happened)” Y/N asked her dad, getting out of his hug. “Dante quería estar en su forme alebrije, por lo menos tu hermano está en forme humano (Dante wanted to be in his alebrije form, at least your brother is in human form)” Y/N’s mom said. “You couldn’t give me a warning?” Y/N asked her brother. “I would have but mom took away my phone.” Y/N’s brother said, she was gonna keep talking to him until she felt Xavier come up from behind her and hugged her.

“Are these your parents, babe?” Xavier asked. “Obviously, mami, papi, él es Xavier, mi novio. (Mom, dad, he is Xavier my boyfriend.)” Y/N said. “Mucho gusto conocerlos, señor y señora, mi español no es muy bueno pero estoy tratando lo mejor que puedo (nice you meet you, my Spanish isn’t really good but I’m doing the best I can)” Xavier said and Y/N looked proud, she kissed his cheek.

“Well, Xavier, it is nice to meet you too. Where are your parents?” You mom asked in English but with an accent. “My dad couldn’t make it.” Xavier said. “Oh that’s fine son, just spend the day with us, it will be fun, we brought tacos.” Y/N’s dad said. Xavier smiled, “I would love that, thank you.”

They went to the park/picnic area of the school so they could eat. “Here you go, honey, you should add the salsa to your taco, it tastes so good.” Y/N’s mom said. “Sure, thank you, is it spicy?” Xavier asked. “No, not really.” The whole family replied, Xavier added the salsa to his taco and took a big bite, a few seconds later, his eyes were watering and drank about half his bottle of water. “That’s really spicy, what the heck.” Xavier said.

“Rule number one; of a Mexican says something isn’t spicy, it is. If they say it’s a little spicy, it’s very spicy. If they says it’s very spicy, don’t eat it. Now you’re all caught up.” Y/N said as she finished her taco. The day continued that way until everyone’s parents had to leave, they said their goodbyes and now Xavier and Y/N were in his shed.

“I wanted to show you something. But first close your eyes.” Y/N said. Xavier did what she asked. “Okay, now open them.” Xavier opened his eyes and low and behold, Y/N was in her Catrina form. She looks very similar to her mom, except instead of having a big hat with candles and skulls, Y/N had a flower crown made out of marigolds, with 3 small skulls, and 2 small candles. Her dress was made up of cherry fruit roll ups, decorated with marigolds, the hem of the dress was lined with candles as well but the dress went up to their knee.

“What do you think?” Y/N said, she was floating, gauging Xavier’s reaction. “You look absolutely beautiful. Can I paint you like this?” Xavier asked. “Sure.” Y/N “flew” to the stool that Xavier longed her to, leaving a trail of marigold petals and she sat on the stool. “Is this pose fine, Xavi?” Y/N asked. “Yeah, babe, you’re good.” After about 2 hours of painting, Xavier was finished. Xavier showed Y/N the painting and when she saw it, she was so happy, his painting was amazing. He moved his hand in front of the painting to make it move and the Catrina in the portrait began dancing and twirling around. Y/N went back to her human form.

“Xavier, I love it, it turned out so beautiful.” Y/N hugged Xavier and Xavier kissed her forehead. “Of course, this is probably one of my favorite paintings yet. You, my love, are a walking work of art.” Xavier said and kissed Y/N. “You’re so sweet. Let’s go to your dorm though, maybe I can thank you a little more intimately.” Y/N said as they walked out of his shed.

Hope you guys like it, if you know of any other “mythical creatures” native of Latin American countries, it would awesome if you let me know. If not, every Hispanic outcast reader will be a Catrina or a Nagual.

[tu-sugar-mami]

Hello! I am writing a non-fiction book about Barbie for a college class. I was hoping to use https://www.tumblr.com/tu-sugar-mami/675420219893792768/they-gay-fight-me?source=share this art piece in my book. It would be sourced in MLA format. I am currently not planning on publishing it. It would be in a section about queer analysis of the Barbie films.

Hii! Thank you so much for taking interest in my art 💖✨ I would be more than happy for my art to feature in your book! All I ask is that I can read the book when you've finished it please, it sounds interesting and I'd really love to read it ✨✨

[highlifeboat]

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This but it's Donna talking about Miranda and Alcina trying to not break her heart by saying that's the legit bare minimum. ;) (I fucking hate PC emojis 😒)

Donna: "Mother isn't all bad. You know she hugged me last week. And another time, when we were having tea, she told me I was pretty. I had my veil on, but it still felt nice. She even stopped yelling at me as much. So I guess she loves me a lot, right?"

Alcina, who has raised three children on unconditional love and affection for the last 70+ years and knows Miranda is the Fucking Worst, not wanting to hurt Donna: "Oh! ...Yes.... You're... Probably her favourite, dear."

[no-place-is-home-i-am-lost]

Puedo ser tu sugar Mami?😘

JAJAJAJAJAJ capaz nomas ^^

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[objetivoreggaeton]

Denise Rosenthal y Danna Paola lanzan la explosiva 'Sugar Mami'

Denise Rosenthal hizo team con la cantante mexicana Danna Paola para lanzar una nueva canción que podría no salir de tu cabeza en un buen rato: Sugar Mami.

El girlpower de las mujeres chilenas y las mexicanas se enciende en una canción que habla sobre el poder femenino.

https://www.objetivoreggaeton.com/es/dance-es/denise-rosenthal-y-danna-paola-lanzan-la-explosiva-sugar-mami/

[linarizaki]

sugar mommy😗

si soy tu mami de azucar 😁😁

[pickled-flowers]

The little siren

Big big thanks to @fae-rune who helped a lot in the writing (This would have been a mess without them XD) Also,  shoutout to @tu-sugar-mami and @forever-a-pineapple 

And another also, feel free to add an image description (I’d do it myself but I don’t feel confident in my english) 

P.S. which tale should I do next???

[turpentine-andpatches]

Ya que ya empecé a hacer el ridículo aquí, mi amiga dice que le gusto a mis amigos - cuando yo solo los considero mejores amigos- porque "atraigo hombres con carencias emocionales maternales" y duuude.

Rabia, porque sí te voy a hacer cariño y abrazarte cuando haga frío y preguntarte si llegaste bien y cocinar cosas ricas (tú lavas, yo no lavo) y mandar mensajitos de ánimo cuando estés triste.

Pero soy super directa. Como yo termino gustándole a la persona Y A LA VEZ soy yo la que termina mal?

SÍ SABES VANNIA. Es porque tú los quieres demasiado y a ellos solo les gustas mucho. Y cuando no les correspondes, el cariño no les vale pa nah y prefieren volver a esconderse en una cueva jugando a ser bacanes con cualquier persona que no seas tú.

TOTALMENTE UN PATRÓN.

Llévense bien con sus mamis antes de hablarme O SIMPLEMENTE NO PROYECTEN LAS NECESIDADES QUE NO SUPLIERON SUS MAMÁS EN EL CARIÑO QUE YO DOY PORFA.

Porque igual bien enfermizo querer andar buscando una mamá que te cuide y te de sexo y te caliente y todo eso y que sea de tu edad o no?

Be a sugar baby honey. A una sugarmom le encantarías.

[narcosmx]

the arellano felix brothers in modern times would include

a/n: did i do a modern day au version of the afo??? well there was no way that i couldn’t?? do ?? this?? however, i am not to blame as @cheribambirose is responsible for a majority of this 

ramon 

i haven’t stopped thinking about modern day ramon since mi reina mentioned it 

first the tattoos!! this boy !! would be covered !! in tattoos; for sure has a sleeve, has some on his chest 

did i mention that he’d be a fuck boi, i didn’t need to mention it because we all knew but just a fucking reminder 

lambos, maseratis, teslas just for driving around town and windows down, STIR FRY OR MOTOR SPORTS BY MIGOS BLASTING ON THE SPEAKERS 

his bitch ass is dripping in versace, heavy ass chains wth his half buttoned shirts, just all the jewlery honestly, d & g shit and fucking 

but also this bitch ass walking around shirtless with stupid ass soccer warm ups 

i can see him being into working out don´t ask me why but he would be and just picturing kind of built like lean mon, sweating coming in from a workout dying 

one thing that doesn’t change is the fact that he is the motherfucking life of the party so the party life is still alive and well

except he’s bumping bad bunny at roxanne 

now listen here because this is the soul insperation for this post HE IS SAFAERA BY BAD BUNNY if you haven’t listened to it go right now bbs 

he lives it, breaths it 

at the club whenever the song comes on he’s running to get a microphone because he is going to be screaming “MAMI QUE TU QUIERES, AQUI LLEGO TU TIBURON QUIERO PERREARTE Y FUMARME UN BLUNT” AND THEN CUE HIM DANCING WITH LIKE THREE GIRLS

YOU CANNOT TELL ME HE ISN’T THE KING OF GRINDING AND DANCING ON GIRLS BECAUSE HE IS

but also him with you up aganst a wall, ‘dancing’ but you might as well be fucking, him kissing your neck and being like “yo quiero que tu me lo esconda agarralo como una bonga” 

or even in casual conversation when he’s fucking flirting “ oh mami tu novio no te mame el culo. no mames, vamos pa la casa que mami yo te lambo todo” which brings me to my next point

ramon would eat ass, not sorry about it 

he is the kinkiest shit out of all of them with a major daddy kink because the power trip that it would take him on is better than any high he’s ever experienced 

but him just living for tasting you, also loves it when you sit on his face and pull his hair because reasons

him leaving marks that’s for goddamn sure leaving besitos all over your thighs because he’s down there already 

drug of choice: anything he can get his hands on, has a taste for ectasy though 

would be my reggaeton and latin trap king but also could lowkey see him being the person to go to every possible music festival you can’t tell me his ass wouldn’t be a cochella 

him and his jet setter lifestyle, fucking influencer ass shit you feel me

his gifts to you would be exotic get aways to wherever the fuck you want because yeah

benjamin

okay first let´s get one thing straight, benjamin is the best smelling member of the fucking arellano felix organization 

i assure you this man would smell sexy as hell i just want to hug him and burry my face in him 

secondly, designer suites i just benjamin in designer suites 

but his favorite is walking around without his jacket and rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt holy shit 

also him having the nicest watches, finest leather shoes, he is just the epitome of fashion someone make me stop

why do i get sugar daddy vibes from modern day benjmain 

has a lowkey daddy kink; BUT SOFT CARING DADDY HE”S A TRUE MAN 

why am i out here imagining benjamin having a praise kink; god like just hearing you moan for him would be *chef kisses*. he wants to hear you, wants to hear how he’s making you fall apart  (needs reassurance that he’d never otherwise ask for)

my after care king he’d be so gentle im 

would be into having all the new tech stuff 

wouldn’t be into the reggaeton , he’d be stuck on his oldies he’s still out here playing luis miguel albums from the 90′s 

but also him teaching you to dance or just dancing with you; luis miguel is must and always talks about how this is real dancing not like the bullshit his brother does

probably the hipster butthole that has a record player don’t argue with me about it just accept it 

also gives me christian nodal vibes because he’s the romantic one

regardless of his distaste for it, his bad bunny song is otra noche en miami

that song is a mood for him but especially the opening part 

Me diferencio de la muchedumbre A mi estilo puede que no te acostumbre' No sé si irme en el Mercedes o en el Maserati Modelos extranjeras que me dicen "Papi"  that is just all HIM ???? SCREAMING ???

Me voy de viaje y a las dos hora' me extraña O mejor dicho, al dinero que me acompaña also fucking benjamin as fuck being introspective 

and because of this hed be really into finding a girl that’s not into him for the money despite how much of an impossible goal that is he’s still going to be out here doing it  so not quite the fuck boi that ramon is

drug of choice: still diet soda or something pls this bby isn’t getting high off anything 

also into traveling but traveling for a cultural experience; i don’t know i just have this vibe that he would want to explore all of mexico and see all the things it has to offer

weekend getaways; wine tours are just something that jump out at me like a benjamin thing sigh 

my dudes i could do so many more song like breakdowns for ramon be thankful i only subjected yall to one 

@itati​ 

[le-chat-sur-mars]

Heartstring : Un moment à eux

The french version of this story ( @fyoriginalstories )

L'heure venait juste de changer : 16h25

Johan attendait depuis maintenant plus de 20 minutes devant les grilles fermées de l'école élémentaire où se trouvait Lola, sa petite sœur. On était vendredi et il finissait toujours plus tôt ce jour-là, et c'était également lui qui allait la chercher après la classe. Comme d'habitude, le jeune homme arrivait toujours en avance, trop parfois. Aujourd'hui, il est arrivé 20 minutes avant la sonnerie, alors que Lola fini toujours à 16h30.

Johan savait que c'était idiot, car le magasin se trouve à 10 minutes à pieds de l'école. Mais bon, il ne voulait surtout pas manquer la sortie des classes de sa sœur, et encore moins la faire attendre.

Orlando, que son maître avait amené avec lui pour faire plaisir à Lola, attendait sagement assis à côté de lui, regardant quelquefois autour de lui. Quant à Johan, il pianotait distraitement sur son téléphone pour regarder les nouveautés concernant de potentiels concerts à venir et aller faire un tour sur son compte Facebook, Instagram et Soundcloud. Il y avait encore peu de monde devant les grilles ; c'étaient principalement des parents (la plupart des mamans) qui venaient récupérer leurs rejetons pour les ramener en voitures, d'autres des collégiens (peut-être) qui allaient repartir avec leurs frères et / ou leurs sœurs à pieds ou en bus. Cette vue des grands frères et des grandes sœurs sera le cœur du jeune homme : Lola avait eu 10 ans cette année, l'année prochaine elle rentrera au Collège, avec de nouvelles règles, de nouveaux cours, de nombreux professeurs, des nouveaux amis peut-être … et la naissance de béguins amoureux. Mon Dieu ! Elle grandissait si vite, et allait devenir un adolescente …

Pour le moment, il reste encore du temps. Et aujourd'hui, le grand frère a prévu d'emmener sa petite sœur prendre un goûter ensemble avant de rentrer à la maison et ça, ça n'avait pas de prix.

La cloche se mit à sonner, tirant Johan de ses pensées et faisant sursauter Orlando. Il rangeât son téléphone dans sa poche et se concentra sur les grilles que deux surveillants déverrouillaient et ouvraient les portes.

Plusieurs rangs remplit d'élèves sortaient du grand bâtiment en pierres accompagnés par leur professeur respectif. Johan savait que les classes de CP, CE1 et CE2 sortaient du côté gauche de l'école, donc qu'il n'aurait pas longtemps à attendre Lola. Une bonne partie des enfants se précipitaient vers leur parents ou leurs frères et sœurs, d'autres repartaient seuls vers les bus de l'autre côté de la rue, les derniers restaient dans la cour pour jouer avec leurs copains ou bien à côté des professeurs jusqu'à l'arrivée de leurs parents retardataires, ou encore aller en étude car n'ayant pas le choix.

Lorsque les deux classes de CM1 étaient parties, celles de CM2 sortirent finalement dans la cour accompagnées de deux enseignantes ; l'une bientôt retraitée, c'était celle de Lola, et l'autre avait commencé à enseigner il y a environ 2 ans si les souvenirs du jeune homme étaient bons. Parmi tous les enfants qui composaient ces groupes, Johan pu apercevoir Lola en pleine conversation avec une jeune fille du même âge aux couettes blondes, sa meilleure amie Juliette. A côté d'elles se trouvait une autre jeune fille brune au teint halé, Samia une autre de ses amies, et enfin les jumeaux Louis-Paul et Lison (Johan trouvait ces prénoms un peu ridicules, mais au moins ils étaient gentils). La discussion du groupe de copains avait l'air animée et Johan s'en amusait.

Lorsque Lola se dressait sur la pointe des pieds pour le chercher, Johan lui fit son plus beau sourire et agita la main jusqu'à ce qu'elle le repère. Une fois dans son champ de vision, la jeune fille lui rendit son salut toute excitée. Elle dit « au revoir » à ses copains et fila rejoindre son grand frère. Orlando s'était redressé en la voyant, il se mit à japper et à remuer la queue de bonheur.

Lola se jeta dans les bras de son frère qui la rattrapa au passage. « T'es venu me chercher ! » s'écria t-elle en le gratifiant d'un bisou sur la joue.

« Évidemment, et comme tous les vendredis. » lui répondit le jeune homme en lui retournant son bisou. Une fois relâchée, Lola s'accroupit devant le terre-neuve et entoura son cou de ses bras. « Et t'as ramené Orlando en plus ! Salut Orlando, comment tu vas ? » demanda-t-elle en lui caressant la tête.

Le gros chien lui répondit en jappant et en lui donnant quelques coups de langues, ce qui fit rire la jeune fille.

Johan gloussa. « Je savait que ça allait te faire plaisir, et en plus il est content. » dit-il en tendant la laisse à sa petite sœur. Lola ne se fit pas prier pour la prendre. Johan tendit de nouveau la main pour lui attraper son cartable, mais celle-ci refusa. « J'suis assez grande pour le porter, tu sais ? » dit-elle pour se défendre.

Le jeune homme n'insista pas et lui fait signe pour approuver les dires. Le trio commençait à s'éloigner pendant que l'un des surveillants fermait une des grilles de la cour d'école.

« Pfiou ! J'suis contente que ce soit fini ! » dit Lola en se frottant le front comme si elle venait de faire un gros effort, ce qui fit sourire son frère.

« Pareil, répondit ce dernier en se tournant vers sa sœur, et tu sais quoi ? J'aurais bien envie de manger une gaufre chez Sugar Rush avec un bon milk-shake avant de rentrer à la maison. Pas toi ? »

Lola ne put réprimer un gloussement de joie. « OH OUI ! Et je veux une gaufre au chocolat steuplé! »

« C'est noté. Dit Johan en se tapotant la tempe du doigt. Et comme ça tu me raconteras tranquillement ta journée en détails. »

« La tienne aussi. » renchérit la jeune fille.

« Comme tu voudras, ma puce. »

Soudain, elle s'inquiéta :  « Mais … Mamie sait qu'on rentre pas tout de suite ? » demanda-t-elle.

« Je lui ais envoyé un texto pour la prévenir. Tu sais, elle n'est pas encore sénile pour pas savoir se servir d'un portable. » lui répondit son grand frère qui en riait. Si Mamie Yolande l'avait entendu, elle lui aurait flanqué une claque sur le bras.

« C'est pas gentil, ça. » grogna Lola, mais Johan ne releva pas.

Ils arrivèrent au fameux Sugar Rush, un mignon petit restaurant spécialisé dans la nourriture sucrée et qui a ouvert il y a un peu moins d'un an. Johan s'attendait à trouver l'établissement bondé, mais fut agréablement surprit de voir qu'il n'y avait pas foule ; une aubaine pour le frère et la sœur. La queue avait l'air chargée, mais avançait plutôt vite. Et évidemment, un panneau représentant un pictogramme de chien barré d'une grosse croix rouge était affiché sur la porte d'entrée, donc oubliée la place à l'intérieur du restaurant. Heureusement que le temps n'était pas mauvais, même s'il était un peu venteux, on pouvait tout de même rester en veste ou en pull.

Devant la porte, Lola commençait un peu à s'inquiéter : « Tu crois qu'on aura une gaufre ? » demanda-t-elle à son frère.

Johan haussa les épaules. « Bah, y a pas de raisons qu'on en ait pas une. » répondit-il tout simplement. Et voyant la terrasse presque vide, il se tourna de nouveau vers sa sœur. « Dis, tu peux garder Orlando et nous trouver une place le temps que j'aille commander steuplé ? » demanda-t-il.

Lola fit le salut militaire en guise de réponse, ce qui fit sourire une fois de plus Johan. « Et un milk-shake banane, mon commandant. »

« Ça marche. » dit le jeune homme en pénétrant dans le restaurant, qui était remplit de clients dégustant leur commande, discutant et du bruit provenant de la cuisine. De nombreuses odeurs sucrées flottaient dans l'air ce qui rendait le lieu tout de suite plus agréable. Et la queue qui avançait vite, parfait.

Johan jeta un coup d’œil à l'extérieur et vit Lola installée à une table près de la grande vitre, son cartable et Orlando à ses pieds. Elle lui fait coucou lorsqu'elle le voit, et il lui fait la même ; puis elle recommença à papouiller le terre-neuve qui avait vautré sa tête sur les genoux de l'écolière. Cela rassurait Johan car, même s'il n'en a pas l'air, ce gros balourd d'Orlando est un très bon garde du corps donc elle ne risquait pas grand chose.

« Monsieur ? » interpella la voix de la vendeuse, ce qui sursauter un peu Johan. Bon sang, c'était déjà son tour ?

« Ah euh … » le jeune homme s’éclaircit la voix. « Pardon, j'étais distrait. » dit-il gêné en passant une main dans ses longs cheveux.

« Y a pas de mal. dit la vendeuse avec un sourire. Qu'est-ce qu'on vous sert ? » Et elle commença à pianoter sur l'écran de la caisse.

« Deux gaufres au chocolat et deux milk-shakes. Un banane et un chocolat, taille normale s'il vous plaît. » dit Johan.

« Très bien ! dit la caissière après avoir enregistré la commande sur sur le petit écran. Ça fera 8,60 € et je vous laisse attendre à côté, mes collègues vont s'occuper de vous. » En même temps, elle avait sortit deux tickets : un qu'elle donna à son collègue derrière elle et l'autre à Johan. Ce dernier paya la caissière et se mit sur le côté en attendant de recevoir les plats.

Encore une fois, la chance lui sourit. Un des serveurs disposa les gaufres fumantes dégoulinantes de chocolat et les gobelets de milk-shake un petit plateau qu'il tendit à Johan en lui demandant si c'était bien sa commande. Le jeune homme confirma ses dires, prit le plateau en le remerciant et sortit rejoindre sa sœur.

« Et voilà, mademoiselle ! » s'exclama-t-il en posant le plateau sur la table et vint s'installer sur la chaise d'en face. Orlando fit une petite fête à son maître que ce dernier réprima avec des caresses sur son flanc.

« Gaufre au chocolat et milk-shake banane comme tu me l'as demandé. » ajouta le jeune homme en prenant son propre goûter, laissant le plateau à sa petite sœur.

« Merci Jojo, dit la jeune fille avec un grand sourire, t'es le meilleur grand frère du monde ! »

Cette réponse donna au jeune homme du baume au cœur. Il eu un rictus et rectifia : « J'ai juste acheté à manger et à boire, hein. Si tu veux remercier quelqu'un, c'est plutôt l'équipe du resto. » dit-il en désignant les serveurs du pouce.

« Peut-être, mais en attendant c'est toi qui a payé mon goûter. » corrigea la jeune fille en buvant une longue gorgée de son milk-shake. Johan sait que sa petite sœur a souvent de bons arguments lorsqu'il s'agissait de le convaincre. C'était une très bonne qualité.

Johan bu également quelque gorgées du milk-shake. « Bon, parle-moi de ta journée d'école, tu veux ? » demanda-t-il.

Lola posa son gobelet et saisit sa gaufre encore chaude. « Bah, ce matin il y a eu le contrôle de français. Tu sais, celui sur la conjugaison de l'imparfait. » dit-elle en mordant dedans.

« Ah ouais ? Et ça c'est passé comment ? » demanda son frère.

« Bien, je crois. Dit Lola en reprenant une bouchée de gaufre. J'ai bien appris la leçon, et je l'ai comprise du premier coup. Mamie m'a même dit que j'étais prête pour le contrôle, tu t'en rappelles ? »

Johan se souvenait effectivement que Lola avait intensément révisé mercredi et jeudi. « Y a pas de raison que tu rates si tu la connaissais. » dit-il en mordant à son tour dans sa gaufre.

« Ouais. Puis elle se renfrogna. Et cette après-midi y a eu le contrôle de maths. » dit-elle.

« Ah ? Et ça c'est passé comment pour celui-là ? » demanda le jeune homme, sachant que les maths n'était pas le fort de sa sœur, comme lui d'ailleurs.

« Pas terrible. Je pense pas avoir la moyenne sur celui-là. répondit-elle en sirotant son milk-shake. C'était sur les fractions équivalentes. J'ai pourtant révisé hein, mais … je crois que j'ai rien compris. »

Johan soupira et prit la main de Lola. « C'est pas une fatalité si tu as moins de 5 sur 10, tu sais ? » lui dit-il gentiment.

« Mamie va être déçue. » souffla-t-elle, puis mordit de nouveau dans sa gaufre.

« Mamie ne va pas t'en vouloir pour ça, crois-moi. dit Johan pour la consoler. J'ai jamais été copain avec les maths non plus, Mamie peut le confirmer et ça ne m'a jamais empêché d'avoir le bac et mon job. »

« C'est censé me rassurer ? » demanda la jeune fille.

« Je fais de mon mieux. » dit-il. Et cela fit sourire l'écolière qui retrouva son enthousiasme.

« Ce midi y avait spaghettis bolognaise à la cantine, c'était trop bon. Ajouta Lola après avoir mangé d'autres morceaux de sa gaufre. Elle avait maintenant plein de chocolat autour de sa bouche. Et à la récré, Samia nous a montré des pierres précieuses. Y avais une améthyste, un œil de tigre et une … la … lapus lazi … Raaah ! J'sais plus le nom !» râla la jeune fille.

« Lapis Lazuli tu veux dire ? » corrigea Johan.

« OUI ! C'est ça ! » s'exclama Lola en tapant dans ses mains. « Samia nous a dit que c'était sa grande sœur qui les lui avait donné, et elle va faire un exposé dessus pour sa classe. Dommage qu'on soit pas dans la même … » soupira-t-elle.

Le frère et la sœur reprirent des gorgées de leur milk-shake. « Et demain, Juliette veut m'inviter chez elle. Elle l'avait demandé à Samia de venir aussi pour qu'elle nous montre ses autres pierres ; mais elle peut pas car elle part chez son oncle et sa tante pour le week-end, pareil pour les jumeaux mais eux, ils vont à l'anniversaire de leur cousine. continua la jeune fille sur sa lancée. Dis, tu crois que Mamie va bien vouloir que je dorme chez Juliette samedi ? »

Le grand frère déchira un morceau de gaufre qui n'avait pas de chocolat et le donna à Orlando, qui le goba avidement. « Je pense que oui. Tant que t'as fait tous tes devoirs pour lundi c'est bon. » dit-il.

Lola avala la dernière bouchée de sa gaufre. « J'ai prévu de les faire ce soir, comme ça je serait tranquille jusqu'à lundi. dit-elle. Et j'aurais ma dictée à préparer, tu crois que Mamie et toi vous pouvez m'aider pour ça ? »

« A ton avis ? » le questionna Johan qui savait pertinemment qu'elle connaissait déjà la réponse.

Elle souriait pour le remercier et saisit son gobelet. « Bon, à toi de me raconter ta journée Johan. » ordonna-t-elle.

Le jeune homme grignota un morceau de sa gaufre avant d'en donner encore une fois au terre-neuve. « Bah … rien d’exceptionnel contrairement à toi. Dit-il. J'ai réussis à vendre deux guitares sèches et un livret de solfège : la première guitare et le livret, c'était pour un gosse qui débutait les cours de musique, et l'autre c'était pour un gars qui allait l'offrir à sa fille. »

« Ah oui ? C'est cool ça ! Dit Lola. Et après ? »

« Ben … j'ai aidé Lionel à réparer une guitare électrique. Juste les cordes à changer, rien de spécial. Dit Johan, remarquant avec surprise que cela intéressait sa sœur. Puis à Midi, on a mangé pizza avec Lionel et Dorian, et cet après-midi on a dû préparer et envoyer une commande de livres, de pupitres et de claviers pour une école de musique dans le 15ème arrondissement. »

« Et c'est tout ? » demanda Lola étonnée.

Johan termina la dernière gorgée de sa boisson et répondit : « Ouais … c'est tout. Je sais, c'est pas très intéressant, mais c'est comme ça. Certains jours sont meilleurs que d'autres. Aujourd'hui, c'était pas le fun, voilà. »

Sa petite sœur haussa les épaules. « Bah peut-être que lundi ce sera ira mieux. » dit-elle.

Johan finit sa dernière bouchée de gaufre qu'il partagea avec Orlando. « Ouais. Déjà que je travaille demain matin, on verra ce que ça donne. » soupira-t-il.

Lola aspira le fond du milk-shake à la paille avant de changer de sujet. « Y a des nouveaux concerts ? » demanda-t-elle.

Johan eu un petit rictus. « Ben, ouais mais rien de vraiment intéressant. Dit-il. J'ai regardé mais les seuls qu'il y a sont les Fréro Delavega, Arcadian et Aya Nakamura. »

A l'évocation de la dernière chanteuse, Lola fit une grimace. « Sérieux ? Bleh ! Fit-elle en tirant la langue. J'comprend pas les gens qui l'aime bien, même Samia. Moi je la déteste. » grogna-t-elle.

Johan ricana. «Ouais, moi aussi. »

Il consulta l'heure sur son téléphone puis se leva. « Va falloir qu'on y aille, Chérie. Si tu veux avoir le temps de faire tes devoirs ce soir, faut pas traîner. » dit-il.

« D'accord. » dit la jeune fille en sautant sur ses pieds, elle saisit son cartable qu'elle jeta sur son dos pendant que son frère saisit la laisse d'Orlando, qui a été sage pendant tout ce temps, ainsi que le plateau dont il débarrassa le contenu dans la poubelle. Puis le petit groupe repartit tranquillement vers leur domicile où il achèverait leur journée

Ce fut une fin d'après-midi agréable entre un frère et une sœur, une fin d'après-midi comme ils les aiment.

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