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terrortwinunicorn · 28 days ago

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Wepa! It's A Wedding

Damian's POV

I woke up the next morning to see y/n nestled beside me, still lost in dreams. Today, we would be telling the last part of our Angelo and Ginger wedding story, but obviously, knowing Demi, she'll want to hear about y/n being Sandy and me traveling across the state to be at her opening night performance, Bruno and Claudine's fortieth wedding anniversary, and Angelo's fourteenth birthday party. We still had so many more memories to share.

Y/N moans lightly and not her normal morning her joints are stiff moan. It's not even the moan I earn while we make love. It's her something bad is happening moan. She whimpers in fear before she let out a blood curdling scream. Her eyes flew open and she sat up so quickly she gave me whiplash. She's panting and tears were streaming down her face.

I quickly sat up and wrapped her in a hug. She hugged me so tight that I felt the breath temporarily leave my body as her body slammed into mine. She is crying uncontrollably and shaking, and I rub her back.

"Baby, what's wrong? What was the dream about?" I asked.

"It was him again. He was chasing me but it was different. He hurt you and Luis; I had to watch him do it," she cried. "He then grabbed me, throwing me to the ground and he, he, he, he," she starts to hyperventilate.

"Shh. You're safe," I soothe "He is in jail remember?" I remind her gently. She nodded but didn't say anything "And besides I would kill him with my bare hands. He would never get near you," I kissed the side of her head laying back down and holding her "I promise you. He will never be able to get near you."

"I, I, I, I, I'm so sorry Luis," she cries as she holds me close.

"It's okay, amor," I kiss the top of her head. "How about you and I take a relaxing bath? It's only seven. Maybe a warm bath will help calm you down."

She shook her head. "No. Just hold me," she sniffles.

"Okay. I will just hold you," I said. She snuggled into me. She sighed and it sounded like she allowed the weight of the world off her shoulders.

"Gracias amor de mi vida," she whispers, her fear slowly seeping into the air. I continue to hold her and rub her back. I kiss her forehead as she holds onto me.

"Eres bienvenido, amor de mi vida," I said as there's a knock on the bedroom door. "Enter," I said.

The door opened and Demi poked her head around it. "Everything okay? We heard the most terrifying scream."

"Everything is fine. I just had a bête noire," y/n said quietly as we still laid in bed.

"A what?!" asked Demi entering the room.

"Bête noire," y/n laughs lightly, "It's French for black beast. Black beast is basically a being invading your dreams causing a nightmare," she explains as Demi sat on the end of y/n's and my bed.

Demi put a hand on my foot, probably thinking it was y/n's, and squeezed it. "My God y/n, your foot is HUGE!" she said.

"Sis that's my foot," I said.

"Sorry," Demi said making the oops face as she removed her hand.

"My foot is here," giggles y/n as she wiggles her foot under the covers.

Demi put her hand on the correct foot and squeezed it. "You okay?" she asked, y/n.

"I'm fine. I am very lucky to have Luis here this time," y/n pats my chest.

"Do you have those *bête noires* often?!" Demi asked.

"Not as often as I used to," Y/N admits. "But they do reoccur, especially around the same time every year. Luckily, Luis isn't as busy with house shows anymore."

"We all aren't. House shows are few and far between now," said Demi "Which is nice because we actually have some down time."

Y/N nods "I like it because I get more snuggles," y/n grins as she snuggled into me.

"That's one of my favorite things too. Plus, I get to spend each night practically with you in my arms," I said, kissing y/n's forehead, making y/n sigh softly.

"I will give you two some time," said Demi "You want me to make breakfast?"

"How about we go out for breakfast for a change?!" I asked.

"Can we go to Delicioso Desayuno?" asked y/n, sitting up and looking down at me with a huge smile.

"What is Delicioso Desayuno?" asked Demi.

"Only the best Puerto Rican breakfast outside of Luis's or Mamá's," said y/n looking at Demi.

Demi laughed lightly "I'll take your word for it," she said.

"They have the most amazing tortilla de plátano, quesito, and they have the second best mofongo after Mamá's," said y/n licking her lips, and I can tell whatever fear she had was now gone.

I chuckled "Let's go before you start to drool," I said sitting up.

Y/N subconsciously wipes her mouth "I'm not drooling," she said.

"I know that, but you're about to. Let's go there, get you your amazing tortilla de plátano, and quesito," I said, kissing her cheek.

"I'm going to let Matt know we're going to breakfast," Demi said, standing. "I'll give you two time to get ready."

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Delicioso Desayuno

I parked the car and we all exited y/n's SUV. I took y/n's hand as we walked to the entrance of one of y/n's and my favorite restaurants. We actually stumbled upon it years ago when we first moved to Orlando.

"I think you two are really going to enjoy it," y/n said as I opened the door, ushering y/n through before allowing Demi in, and I followed Matt in before rejoining y/n.

"I do too," I said, lacing my fingers with y/n's as we walked up to the counter.

"Cuántos?" asked the greeter behind the counter. (How many?)

"Cuatro," I said. (Four)

The greeter grabbed four menus and silverware and led us to a table. He set down the menus and silverware.

"Your waiter will be with you shortly," the greeter informed us.

I held y/n's chair. "Gracias, amor," she said as she sat.

"De nada, mi hermosa esposa," I said as I sat beside y/n while Matt held the chair for Demi.

"Thank you, Babe," said Demi as she sat across from me. Matt sat beside Demi, and across from y/n.

"You're welcome," said Matt as the waiter walked over to the table.

"Hello. My name is Shawn. I'll be your waiter today. Can I start you off with something to drink?" he asked.

"Coffee," said Demi and Matt together.

"Orange Juice," said y/n.

"I'll have the same as the beautiful lady to my right," I said smiling at y/n as Shawn wrote down our drink orders before hurrying off.

"So," said Demi as she began studying the menu, as "Before Your Love" by Kelly Clarkson plays over the restaurant's speakers. "When are we going to hear about the wedding?"

"We can start after breakfast," I said. "Or," my attention is drawn to y/n, who was singing quietly but loud enough for our table to hear.

Demi smiles softly as y/n begins The Power of Love by Céline Dion. She is absolutely absorbed in the menu, she doesn't realize she's singing.

"Does she?" Demi asked quietly as Matt looked over the top of his menu. His eyebrows raised but he smiled nonetheless.

"Nope," I said as y/n sings along with the song, "She's doing better. Otherwise, she wouldn't be singing."

"Don't talk about me like I'm not here," Y/N said as the waiter placed her juice down.

"Just drink your juice, Shelby," I laughed.

Y/N glanced over at me, a small smirk on her face. "Clever M'Lynn," she teased.

I let out a hearty laugh before kissing her forehead. "Doing better, Babe?" I asked.

She nods as 'I Swear' by All-4-One began. Y/N and I both started laughing. Demi and Matt were looking at us like we had gone bonkers.

"This was supposed to be the song that played while," y/n began, "You'll see. It's part of the wedding."

"Then can we start?" begs Demi.

"After breakfast. On the car ride back home. For now, let's talk about something else, like how you two will be leaving after today's story, allowing y/n and me to have newlywed time," I interject with a raised eyebrow.

"I think that's fair," said Matt. "They literally had their wedding night alone. We have been at their place for nearly two weeks."

"Okay. But I still want story times," said Demi.

"As long as you limit the interruptions," y/n smirks.

Demi opened and closed her mouth. "Fine," she grumbles.

"Then we can make Tuesdays story times. Since you work Mondays, Demi, Matt goes to work on Wednesdays, and Luis works Fridays. And weekends are date nights for Luis and me," says y/n.

"Sounds fair," I said "Especially since I have to travel on Thursdays for the following day."

"Sounds fair to me too. You come home early on Tuesday. We have dinner together, whether it be at the Martinez's or our place," said Matt, and y/n giggles lightly beside me.

"What?" I asked.

"The Martínez's," she grinned. "I still can't believe that."

I smiled. "Me either," I admitted.

"Te amo, esposo," she said, cupping my cheek as I rest my forehead against hers.

"Te amo, esposa," I said, pressing a quick kiss to her lips.

"You know you two make me have to see a dentist on the daily with all the sugar you two dish out," Demi teases playfully.

Y/N giggles as she looked at Demi. "Sorry Sis," she said. "But what can I say," she looked at me before placing her hand on top of mine. "I can't help myself."

"Sugarpie Honey Bunch," I chuckled and Matt and Demi exchanged glances before they shrugged.

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We ate breakfast and had small talk about how odd it was that Demi and I were no longer travel buddies. How working on Fridays made it hard for Y/N and me to have little weekend getaways unless she came with me. The conversation was light and easy.

As we approached y/n's SUV, Demi ran ahead to the car, with Matt hanging back with us as y/n and I walked hand in hand, after y/n had gotten sick by the entrance and puked in a bush by the corner of the building where she had run to.

"You okay?" Matt asked y/n as he carried the leftovers. Demi was busily unlocking the SUV and getting it started so we could just get in and leave.

She nods, but I could tell she was not doing too well. The nausea was brought on quickly, as was the tossing of her cookies all over the bush.

"That poor bush," mutters y/n.

I chuckled, "Babe, I think it's been through a lot worse than you upchucking on it. After all, this is Florida." Y/N gave me a weak smile as I wrapped an arm around her shoulders and kissed her forehead. "Let's go home."

She nodded as I helped her into the SUV. She buckles as I got into the driver's seat.

"You okay y/n?" asked Demi.

I pulled out of the parking spot and headed down the road.

Y/N nodded, "Fine. I don't know what happened. I normally can eat tortilla de plátano without any problems. But today," y/n paled, "Luis, stop the car!"

I slammed on the brakes and quickly pulled over as y/n unbuckles before she opened the door and spilled her guts onto the pavement below.

"Babe," I said placing a hand on her back. She shook her head.

I glanced into the rear view mirror and saw the comcern etched across the faces of Demi and Matt.

"Y/N?" said Demi.

"I'm fine," she said as she sat back up and buckled "Can we just go home? I wanna change into comfy clothes and walk down memory lane well this portion of memory lane."

"Of course," I said, taking her hand and lacing our fingers before kissing the back of her hand. "Thank God we got ginger ale at home."

Y/N sleepily looks over at me and nods; when she was ill, it took everything out of her.

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We arrived back at our place, y/n's and my place. She went upstairs and took a shower before changing into something more comfortable.

"Feeling a bit better, amor?" I asked as I opened my arms. She sat beside me and snuggled into me.

"A bit. But I would feel better listening to you tell the story of Angie and Ginger's wedding," she said, laying her head on my chest before draping her arm across my torso.

"Okay," I said, kissing the top of her head as she snuggled even further into me, a content sigh leaving her lips.

Demi brought in some ginger ale and saltines for y/n. "Here you go, sis," she said before sitting beside Matt. "Alright, time to finish the story."

"Thank you, sis," said y/n taking a sip of ginger ale.

"You're welcome," said Demi, as she settled back into the sofa.

"Okay. Fourth of July fell on a Monday in two thousand and five," I began.

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Monday, July 4th,2005

Y/N and I woke up the same way we fell asleep. Tangled in each other's arms and stark naked.

"Mm,Morning," I said as y/n's eyes fluttered open.

Y/N settled into me "Morning," she murmured as I kissed her cheek.

"How did you sleep?" I asked.

"Well after we fucked?" she blushes "Like a baby. Your dick is definitely a good pacifier."

I chuckled but blushed "Thanks," I said kissing her cheek again "But we have to get up, dressed and over to the Ottomanos in hour."

"Mm. What if I want to spend time here with you?" she murmured as she grabbed my hand, kissing the palm.

"As much as that sounds like heaven on Earth, we are part of the wedding," I said as she snuggled into me more.

Y/N grumbled lightly, "Fine," she said as we untangled ourselves.

We reluctantly got separate showers and dressed before heading downstairs, where Pops has made homemade sausage and egg sandwiches.

"Those are so you can eat and run," said Pops.

"Thanks," we said.

"I will see you two later at the wedding," said Pops "Your garment bags are hanging up by the door."

"Thank you Señor Martínez," said y/n.

"You're welcome y/n," Pops said.

"Luis, I will meet you later. I have to go over to Bruno and Claudine's because Ginger and her bridal party need to be at the venue to get our hair and makeup done." She kissed my cheek before grabbing a breakfast sandwich and left.

"Luis, before you go, I need to talk to you," Pops said, gesturing to the chairs.

"What's up, Pops?" I asked as I sat down.

"I don't know how to start," he said.

I gulped "Is everything okay? Are you sick?" I asked.

"No. I'm fine. Perfectly healthy," he said but paused as he massaged his temples. I know he was trying to figure out how to tell me what he needed to say. "It's about last night."

"Last night?" I asked, suddenly feeling as if the air had been ripped from my lungs.

"Yes. I, well I heard you and y/n," he said.

I felt my heart leap into my throat. "You heard us?" I asked.

"I did. Were you two at least safe?" he asked.

"If you mean did we use a condom? Then yes we were safe," I said slowly "Pops don't let y/n know you heard us. I will let her know."

"Fine by me," said Pops "But you better head to the Ottomanos now."

"Okay. I will see you at the wedding then," I said.

"See you at the wedding," he said.

I walked from the kitchen to the front door, grabbing my garment bag before leaving the house.

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I arrived at the Ottomano residence just as y/n and Bianca were leaving to get on the limo bus.

"Hey there," I grinned, "Got a sec?" I asked while taking Y/N's hand.

"Uh, now?" asked y/n. "Luís, I kinda gotta get on the bus," she gestures to the bus as Bianca climbed onto it.

"It's kinda important," I said.

"Okay. What's wrong?" she asked, her demeanor changing. "I know I heard your pops stop you from leaving."

I rubbed the back of my neck. "Yeah, that's why we need to talk. I'm just going to lay it out there. Pops heard us being intimate last night."

"He what?" asked y/n all color instantly draining from her face.

"Pops heard us having sex," I said.

Y/N let out a breath of air that sounded like she was deflating a balloon. She swallowed hard before looking at me. "So he heard us. Was he? Is he upset?"

"No. He just wanted to make sure we were safe," I said, "I reassured him we used protection."

"Good," said y/n as Bianca calls y/n's name from the bus. "Luis, I gotta go. I will see you at the end of the aisle."

"You will," I smiled before she pressed a kiss to my cheek and ran down the stairs to the bus.

I jumped when a hand was slapped on my shoulder. I spun to see Salvatore. He was already in his tuxedo. He was the best man..

"Hey, everything okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Good, then get in here. You have to get dressed. We have to be at the venue shortly," said Salvatore.

"Oh okay," I said.

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Arriving at Serenity Springs where the wedding and reception were being held, the place was abuzz with activity.

Angelo and those standing up for him, myself included, were led to the groom's quarters. The wedding was taking place outside at the gazebo in the center of the gardens.

I am lost in my own thoughts when I get a poke to the ribs. I looked around; it's Angelo.

"Bro where did you go?" he asked.

"Nowhere and everywhere at the same time," I said, buttoning my shirt cuff. "How are you?"

"Nervous but thankful this is almost over especially I can finally tune out Karen," he said.

I snorted back a laugh. "But you still have to put up with her. She's, after all, your mother-in-law after you say I do and Layla's grandmother."

"Don't let her hear you say the g word. She'll eliminate you where you stand," said Angelo, as Salvatore helps him with his tie.

"Heaven forbid she's recognized as a grandmother. Is that why Layla refers to her as Karen?" I asked.

"Yup. Layla calls Ma and Pops Gammy and PawPaw, but Karen and George?! They're Karen and George; neither one wants to be referred to as grandma and grandpa or anything else that makes them sound old," explained Angelo.

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"They sound great," Demi said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Karen and George nearly had a stroke when Layla had her daughter, Tegan, last year. They said they're too young to be great grandparents," y/n murmured as she snuggled into me. I rubbed her arm and she sighed contently.

"Does Ginger allow grandma?" asked Demi.

"She does. And Claudine is Nonna," y/n explained.

Demi's eyes teared up at Nonna. "How sweet," she said with a smile.

"You okay?" asked y/n.

"Yeah. I just love that Tegan has a Nonna too," said Demi.

"Teagan is lucky to have Claudine," y/n said.

"She is," I agreed.

"Back to the story!" said Demi.

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The guys and I were watching the guests arrive and being seated by the wedding planner's assistants.

"How many people are coming?" I asked Angelo.

"On my side one hundred. On Ginger's side? Only two hundred and fifty," said Angelo.

"Three hundred and fifty people? Holy fuck," I said.

"Yeah. Hence why Ma and Pops said, if you want that many people, you should pay for the wedding," said Angelo.

"And they actually agreed to that?" I asked.

"You have never seen Ma angry, have you?" said Angelo.

"No," I said.

"Let's say it's not pretty," said Angelo as we are led outside to get ready to head down the aisle.

The wedding planner's assistant lined us up: Angelo at the beginning with the officiant, Salvatore behind them, and I was behind Salvatore, with six other men behind me.

The wedding planner's assistant taps Ginger's brother on his shoulder, signaling for him to start down the aisle, as Four Seasons began playing.

After Ginger's brother, Harrison, there were two friends of Angelo's from his work: Daniel Hartman and Jack Lauren. Then, his cousins on his mom's side: Ezra Grant, Keegan Grant, and Jeremy Dugan, and then me.

As I walked down the aisle I spot Pops and he gives me a smile and quick wink. I give him a smile and a quick nod. At the top of the aisle I stood in front of Jeremy who is 5'9" so the height difference was noticeable and I caught Karen out of the corner of my eye looking like she sucked on a lemon.

I shook my head, trying to hide a smirk as I saw Karen lean over to George, gesturing to me, and he nods as he mumbled something to her.

The first to come down the aisle were friends of Ginger's: Laney Hilton, Mallory Madison, Jayne Carrington, Michelle Graham, Ashlee Prescott, and Catherine St. James. They wore dresses of aquamarine. That's when my eyes fell on y/n at the top of the aisle. She looks gorgeous in the spaghetti strap, tea-length (so I'm told) A-line dress.

"Wepa," I said under my breath as Salvatore leaned back.

"She is gorgeous, isn't she?" he asked. I just nodded as my eyes were on y/n and y/n only.

Salvatore chuckled lightly as he moved back, and I caught y/n's eye as she winked at me. I felt my cheeks grow warm, so I knew I was blushing. I quickly winked and mouthed, 'You look gorgeous.' She blushed lightly and mouthed back, 'You look caliente.'

Once Ginger's best friend Tiffani Chance walked down the aisle, the song swelled into the wedding march. Ginger appeared at the top of the aisle. George had refused to walk Ginger down the aisle, so she stood there alone. I saw Angelo let out a slow breath as Layla waved at Ginger.

"Hi Mommy!" Layla called out, making everyone chuckle.

Ginger waves and blows Layla a kiss. Angelo quickly wipes away a tear. I caught y/n out of the corner of my eye. She smiles brightly as she dapes her eyes with a tissue.

Once Ginger made it to the top of the aisle. Ginger stopped.

"Who gives this woman to be married to this man?" asked the officiant.

George grumbled as he stood "Unfortunately her mother and I do," he said before sitting.

The officiant looks at Ginger and Angelo who both signal to continue.

"If anyone can show just cause as to why these two should not be wed, let them speak now or forever hold their peace," the officiant started.

We all looked at Karen and George. They kept silent so Angelo took Ginger's hand and helped her up the stairs of the gazebo.

"We are gathered here today to join Angelo Michael Ottomano and Ginger Alison Fitzpatrick in holy matrimony," the officiant continues, "Angelo, do you take Ginger to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?"

"I do," said Angelo.

"Ginger, do you take Angelo to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?" asked the officiant.

"I do," said Ginger with a smile as tears began to fall.

"Angelo and Ginger have chosen to write their own vows," said the officiant, and Karen scoffed in her seat. Y/N turns her head, and I see the fire light in her eyes.

"Stuff it, Karen," y/n defiantly spats. "Let them do this. It's their wedding, not yours!" Karen looks at y/n, and y/n stands her ground. "Try me!"

Karen huffs and settles back in the chair. I smirk and cover my chuckle with a cough, as does Salvatore.

"Angelo and Ginger face each other and join hands," said the officiant. They did as they were told, "And begin when you want."

Angelo nods to Ginger telling her to go first.

"Angelo, when we met on the first day of kindergarten, I never imagined I had met my future husband and the father of my beautiful daughter. But today, as we stand before family and friends exchanging vows. I am the happiest I have ever been. Not only do you provide me with endless love, but also endless laughs and blessings. You make me happy and I honestly can't wait to walk into this new chapter in our lives. I love you more today than I did yesterday and I will love you more tomorrow than I do today."

Ginger smiles and I catch y/n dabbing her eyes. She looks at me and I wink at her. She blushes lightly as she looked at Ginger and Angelo as he took a deep breath.

"Ginger, you're the love of my life. When we met in kindergarten, I will admit I had the worst case of puppy love. As we went through the years and our bond grew closer, so did our love. I knew you were my forever. Now today, as we pledge our love to one another, I'm looking forward to the next chapter with you beside me. I love you, Ging," said Angelo.

"The rings please," said the officiant as Tiffany and Salvatore hand him their respective rings. He placed them on his book before holding one up, "The ring is a symbol of undying love. It has no beginning and no end. Angelo, please place this ring on Ginger's left hand and repeat after me..."

"Ginger, I give you this ring as a symbol of my love and faithfulness," said Angelo, sliding the ring onto Ginger's finger.

"Ginger, place this on Angelo's finger and repeat after me..."

"Angelo. I give you this ring as a symbol of my love and faithfulness," said Ginger sliding the ring onto Angelo's finger.

After that, Angelo and Ginger turned to the officiant. "What God has joined together, let no man put asunder. By the power invested in me by the great state of New Jersey, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Angelo, you may now kiss your wife," said the officiant as Angelo gave Ginger a sweet kiss before the officiant pressed on. "It's my pleasure to present to you the new Mr. and Mrs. Angelo, and Ginger Ottomano."

Angelo and Ginger turned to the guests, who rose to their feet, applauding, while Karen and George didn't. Angelo and Ginger had their hands interlaced as the processional music began. They walked down the steps before getting Layla from Mrs. Ottomano's lap. The small family walked up the aisle.

Salvatore offers his arm to Tiffany, and she laced her arm through his. I was up next, offering your name my arm, and she smiles at me as she laced her arm through mine.

"By the way, Squish, you look breathtakingly gorgeous," I whispered, as we walked up the aisle followed by the rest of the wedding party.

"Pookie, you're looking pretty caliente," she whispered as the wedding planner and his two assistants directed us to a small garden.

I chuckled as we got ready to take more photos while the guests had a cocktail hour. After about an hour or so of taking photos, we headed into the venue and to a small room to await introductions.

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The Reception....

Y/N and I are waiting with the rest of the wedding party. The DJ was hyping up the guests before introducing us. "Gettin' Jiggy With It" by Will Smith began.

"Introducing the wedding party," began the DJ, "Harrison Fitzpatrick and Laney Hilton," as they enter the ballroom. This continues until "Luis Martinez and y/n y/l/n." Y/n and I enter, dancing and laughing.

After Salvatore and Tiffani are introduced, we lined up to create a gauntlet: guys on the left, girls on the right. We raised our hands, creating an arch as the DJ began 'Celebration' by Kool and the Gang.

"Introducing Mr. and Mrs. Angelo and Ginger Ottomano!!!!!!" the DJ announced as Angelo and Ginger ran down the gauntlet and onto the dance floor, with the wedding party joining them as we all danced.

After the burst of energy we head to the wedding party table set up just behind the Sweetheart table for Angelo and Ginger. Y/N sat between Salvatore and me. To my left was another bridesmaid, Catherine St. James.

"Today has been fun," said y/n as she took a drink of water.

"Well, you certainly made it entertaining by putting Karen in her place," I smirk, as does y/n.

"That's why it's been fun," she laughs as she gives a sarcastic wave to Karen, who was staring at us.

"Y/N, stop," I playfully scold.

"What? I was waving to our dear Karen," she giggles as she brings the glass of water to her lips again, taking another drink.

I smirk and chuckled, "You are having way too much fun with this," I said.

"Moi?" y/n said, feigning innocence.

"Yes you," I said nudging her playfully.

"The bar is open," announced the DJ.

"You want your jack and coke?" I asked y/n.

"Actually, can you turn that into a piña colada? Because why not?" she quipped.

"You want two? One for each hand?" I chuckled, and Y/N's smile was like sunshine.

"Nice Garth Brooks nod, Luis," she chuckled, "but let's not go overboard, one is plenty!"

"One piña colada on the way," I said, kissing her temple before standing up.

I walked to the bar.

"What can I get you?" asked the bartender.

"A piña colada and Jack on the rocks," I said.

"You got it," he said, and went to work making the piña colada.

I felt a tap on my shoulder before a hand went down my back grazing my ass. I smirk thinking it's y/n.

"Cou-" I turned to see Lucia. "Oh, it's you. Never heard the term 'keep your hands to yourself'?" I asked.

"Oh you love it and you know it," coos Lucia as she took a drink through a stirring straw.

I rolled my eyes. "Maybe if it was y/n, I would, but you?" I raised an eyebrow. "Not so much. So what do you want, Lucia, besides wanting to grope me?"

"Oh Luis. Weddings are romantic," she coos as she runs a hand down my chest while I grab her wrist gently.

"For people who are together, which we are not."

"Oh, you're still on that? But silly, we are," she reaches up to touch my cheek, but I quickly step back.

"Don't touch me!" I said, looking at Lucia.

"But Luis," she pouts, "you used to like when I touched you." She steps forward as she reaches up to touch me again, but her hand is knocked away as y/n stepped in front of me.

"Lucia why don't you take a looooooong walk off a very short pier," sneers y/n.

Lucia scoffs as she placed her drink onto the bar "And if I don't?" she said stepping into y/n's space.

Y/N smirks as she expertly grabbed the nearly full drink Lucia sat down "I don't know you still might get a little wet," said y/n as she raised her hand and dumped the liquor onto Lucia's head. Lucia screams "next time Lucia leave Luis alone or you will be shoving a toothbrush up your ass to brush your teeth."

Lucia huffs as she walks away from us. Y/N turned to look at me. I chuckled, "You're a spitfire, do you know that?" I asked as the bartender set down our drinks.

"I've been told that," she remarked, as she sipped her piña colada, clearly enjoying the gossip.

I grabbed my jack on ice before kissing her forehead. "Let's get back to the table," I said, putting an arm around her waist, ushering through the stream of people that are waiting to get their drinks.

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After dinner, it was time for the dances. First up was the first dance. Karen nearly hit the roof since Angelo and Ginger chose 'I Swear' by All-4-One as the song for their first dance.

Y/N gives me a nudge and points at Karen, laughing, "She's gonna lose it; she's not thrilled about them picking 'I Swear' for the song."

"She's turning a nice shade of red," I chuckled.

Layla wonders onto the dance floor watching her parents sway to the song. Angelo and Ginger stopped and Angelo picked her up. They began dancing again. Y/N raised her camera taking a picture of the moment. I see the tears rising in her eyes.

"Crap," she murmured, using her cloth napkin to dab her eyes.

"You okay?" I whispered to her.

"Yeah. The moment just got to me. Lo siento," she said.

I smiled and said, "You've got nothing to feel bad about. I think it's sweet too," giving y/n's temple a kiss.

Y/N smiles at me before the DJ begins calling the wedding party. "Luis Martinez and Y/N Y/L/N," he called as I stood buttoning my suit jacket. I offered Y/N my hand, who smiled as she placed her hand in mine, standing. I led Y/N to the dance floor.

The DJ began 'You Had Me From Hello' by Kenny Chesney. I took y/n into my arms and we began dancing to the romantic ballad.

"Y/N?" I said as I glanced down at her.

She looked up at me, her gorgeous green eyes meeting mine. "Yes?" she said.

"Thanks for helping me out earlier," I said.

"You mean with Lucia?" she said. "No worries. I saw she wasn't getting the hint. No one comes after my bestie," she touched my cheek before caressing it with the side of her thumb, "I will always have your back, Luis."

"And I, yours y/n," I said.

"Siempre," she said with a smile, holding up her pinkie.

"Y para siempre," I said, hooking my pinkie with hers.

I bent down and kissed her forehead as we continued to dance. The song eventually ended and we walked back to the wedding party table as we watched Angelo and Mrs. Ottomano have the mother-son dance.

"Claude looks so happy and sad at the same time," y/n said.

"I know," I said draping my arm across the back of y/n's chair.

"I hope one day she can dance with you at your wedding, Sally," y/n said looking to Salvatore.

"One day, y/n. One day," Salvatore smiles.

"And I can't wait to dance the night away," y/n smiles "Especially with you," she looks at me "because obviously you're gonna be my plus one."

I felt my cheeks warm and knew I was blushing "That sounds like an amazing time," I said.

Salvatore chuckled "Y/N you're gonna be my best woman," he said as y/n turns to look at him a smile painting her lips.

"Really? Honestly thought you would ask Angelo to be your best man," she said.

"And have him plan my bachelor party? You have met him, right? God only knows what debauchery he would plan," he said. "You would at least take my wishes into consideration."

"Then it would be my honor," she said as Salvatore kissed her forehead.

"Luis, promise me you will be my plus one?" she begs as she turns to me.

"He will be a groomsman y/n," said Salvatore "He will be at your side," he nudges her.

She grins before looking at me. I raised an eyebrow, "Are you serious?" I asked.

"Deadly," said Salvatore. "We have known each other since you were thirteen," he said. smiles "I consider you one of my friends."

"Well then yes. I would be honored when you do get married to stand up for you," I smile.

"Fantastic," smiled Salvatore as did y/n.

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"And when Salvatore married Giovanni a few years ago we kept our promise," I said.

"And what was awesome about it is that Claude was just as happy dancing with Sally as she was dancing with Angie at his wedding. But Sally's wedding is another story for another day, mi amor. We got sidetracked," y/n laughs lightly.

"You're right. How about we skip to the garter toss and bouquet toss?" I chuckled. Y/N tilted her head up and smiled at me.

"I don't think they wanna hear that," giggles Y/N.

"Hi Demi Bennett-Adams. Pleasure to meet you," said Demi, extending her hand.

"Hi Demi. I'm Y/N Martínez, pleasure to meet you," Y/N giggles.

"I would very much love to hear about the garter and bouquet tosses," Demi said with a giant grin.

"You would?!" y/n teases. "I couldn't have guessed."

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"Single gentlemen come to the dance floor for the garter toss," said the DJ.

I stood up along with a couple of the other groomsmen, Ezra Grant and Jeremy Dugan, as did some of the guests. We headed to the dance floor as one of the wedding planner's assistants set a chair on the dance floor, just as Angelo led Ginger onto the dance floor.

Y/N and some of the other girls from the wedding party stood off the side of the dance floor as the DJ began Dancing In The Streets by Martha Reeves & The Vandellas. Angelo knelt in front of Ginger. Y/N covered her eyes as she knew Angelo would do something stupid. Y/N peeked through her fingers causing me to chuckle beside Ezra.

Angelo smiles at Ginger, gently lifting some of the material of her tulle skirt and placing it underneath. Y/N smirks lightly as she glances sideways at Karen, biting back a laugh as I turn to see Karen turning beet red. I quickly move from my spot over to Y/N.

"She is about to blow," I chuckle as y/n snaps a picture of Karen with her digital camera.

"I know, and I love it!" y/n giggles as I put an arm around her shoulders, kissing the top of her head.

"I can see," I smirk as she glances up at me.

"Luis, you can't tell me you don't," she says, elbowing me lightly as she snaps a picture of Angelo underneath Ginger's skirt. Claudine was cradling a thankfully sleeping Layla. "Thank God Layla is asleep."

I nodded, "Yeah," I said as I tilted my head. "What the fuck is he doing?" before looking at y/n.

"With Ange? I’m not ready for that rollercoaster," she chuckles, her smile making my heart do a quick tango.

I smile with a nod "That's true," I said as Angelo finally emerged from underneath the skirt with the garter in his mouth.

"Get your game face on for that garter! If I snag the bouquet, you’re on garter duty," she joked, giving me a playful nudge.

“Okay. Okay,” I said, putting my hands up as I chuckled, heading back to the group of guys getting ready to catch the garter. I stood behind them once Angelo turned his back to us.

"One. Two. Three!" said Angelo before throwing the garter over his right shoulder. I caught it. I see you cheer as it landed in my hand. Angelo laughed as I held up the garter.

“Now all the single ladies!” calls the DJ. The run for the bouquet became like a herd of elephants. I caught y/n as she was knocked off kilter.

“Thanks, Pookie,” she said with a smile as I set her back on her feet.

“De nada, Squish. Now catch that bouquet,” I kissed her forehead as she joined the group of single ladies.

I stood aside, watching Ginger shine on the dance floor to 'The Bitch Is Back' by Elton John, while Karen looked like she was ready to throw a tantrum!

Ginger faked throwing the bouquet a few times. A few of the girls knocked Y/N forward lightly, but she caught herself. I let out a breath of relief as I knew she wasn't hurt. When Ginger finally threw the bouquet over her head, it sailed right into Y/N's hand. Her mouth dropped.

“WOOOOOO!” yells y/n, holding the bouquet over her head. I chuckled as she ran over to me. “I did it, Pookie!!!”

“I can see that,” I chuckle.

“Now you,” she taps me with the bouquet on my stomach, “get to,” she taps me with the bouquet on the chest, a smile on her lips, “to put the garter on me!” She taps me with the bouquet on the shoulder as I put a hand on her hip.

“Better get ready,” I grin at her before Ginger and Angelo pulled us onto the dance floor.

“Let's go!!!” laughed Angelo as Ginger got y/n to sit onto the chair.

The DJ began playing "Hey Mr. DJ (Keep Playin' This Song)" by Backstreet Boys.

I began chuckling as Y/N blushes, covering her face as I caught her doing her "sexy dance" to it one Summer night in 1998, when I looked into her bedroom window at the Ottomanos from my bedroom as they looked into each other's rooms. I hooted, and she ducked under the window sill.

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“Please tell that story at some point!” said Demi.

“That was the summer of 1998; we will get to it eventually,” y/n giggles lightly as she sat up. “Babe, continue. I have to use the bathroom.”

“You okay?” I asked.

"Fine. I just have to pee,” she said, kissing my cheek. “Excuse me.”

I watched as she left, and I quickly turned to Demi and Matt.

“Where was I?” I asked.

"Getting ready to put the garter on y/n,” said Demi.

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As the bass of the song filled the ballroom of Serenity Springs, I began dancing, making y/n start giggling as she punched my shoulder while I got on my knees in front of her.

“Luis Berrios, you're trouble,” she shouted at me, but no one but me heard her.

“The best kind of trouble, y/n y/m/n,” I smirk.

She rolls her eyes before I kiss her cheek, and then I begin putting on the garter on y/n's leg. I felt my heart skip a beat as she looked me in the eyes while I do so. She winks at me. Once on, I stood helping y/n to her feet, and she began dancing to the song.

The DJ was watching y/n as she moved to the song, as some of the guys in attendance began cat calling and yelling 'Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me'.

“Dance floor is opened,” says the DJ as he began 'Kiss' by Prince. The wedding planner's assistant removed the chair, and y/n quickly threw the bouquet to Jaymes as he sat at the nearest table. Then, she grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the floor.

“I take it we are dancing?!” I said into her ear. She bit her lip and nodded as she began grinding against me. “Squish, remember our parents are here! Y/N, at least half of the guests on Angelo's side are your family!”

“And?” she asked looking at me as the dance floor was full of couples bumping and grinding “We are over eighteen!”

“Okay, fair,” I said as the DJ began "I Could Never Take The Place Of Your Man" by Prince. Y/N squeaks as we began dancing, and Y/N was singing along.

Salvatore and Jaymes joined us on the dance floor and Salvatore and y/n began hopping and bopping along to the song. I continued to move as y/n bounced back to me as Salvatore was to her right and Jaymes was to my left.

“Pookie let's have fun!” she said as we groove to the instrumental interlude of the six minutes and twenty-nine seconds song.

“You’re right!” as the song picks up in tempo before 1999 by Prince began. I chuckled as Angelo played this non-stop from January first nineteen ninety-nine to December thirty first nineteen ninety-nine, as he made sure it played at his New Year’s Eve party that y/n also was at.

“Sally, did you arrange this Prince tribute?” giggles y/n as she leans towards Salvatore.

"Duh! It's Prince!" laughed Salvatore.

“Your reception better be non stop Prince and Michael Jackson songs!” she laughs.

“You know that's right Mio piccolo tesoro!” says Salvatore.

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“That night went on forever. Poor Pops stayed until the very end. After all, he was y/n's and my ride home,” I said, as y/n had rejoined us a while ago but had fallen asleep on my chest.

“Mm. That was one of the most fun weddings we ever attended, at least until Sally and Gio's,” she murmured as she stirred awake.

“But another story for our Tuesday story nights,” I said, kissing her forehead. “But for now, I think it's time we go to sleep.”

“I'm kinda sad to see this story end,” said Demi with a small frown.

“I know but we have Tuesdays to now look forward to. So first Tuesday where will it be our place or yours?” I asked looking at Demi and Matt as y/n sat up and stretched as "The Most Beautiful Girl In The World" by Prince plays softly in the background.

“It only seems right to host you two,” said Matt.

“I agree,” said Demi glancing at him before looking at us. “Next Tuesday we host you two.”

“What do you want us bring?” asked y/n.

“Just yourselves,” said Demi.

“Mm. 'Kay,” y/n yawns.

“Let's get to bed. We will, after all, be saying goodbye to our guests tomorrow,” I said.

“Like we agreed,” said Matt.

And just like that, the story of Angelo and Ginger's wedding week was officially over. But Storytime Tuesdays was only beginning.

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i have thoughts about elle being puerto rican instead of cuban. she'd definitely be either nicknamed buscabulla (troublemaker) or dulcita (sweetheart).

some puerto rican!elle hcs below the cut!

summer elle on a beach when un verano sin ti by bad bunny first came out might be my favorite thought ever. summer baby in her bikini sipping down a tropical drink on crashboat island in puerto rico, listening to otro atardecer and screaming her lungs out with a flurry of "wepa!!" late at night in a cramped club or at a plaza to el apagon or despues de la playa... that's the life for summer elle. watching people salsa and bomba dance their hearts away.

she for sure moved to puerto rico after her debacle with the b.a.u., and she works sex crimes in puerto rico now, listening to pitorro de coco, wishing on a star just to get to talk to jj one more time.

shed also be a HUGE coquito chugger. that girl will do anything for some of it. she always relies on the abuela just down the street of the mountain she lives on to ask her to make some.

im a huge puerto rican elle lover. being a puerto rican myself, i feel like im projecting, but i definitely would've killed to see more of her culture.

please let me know if you guys would want more hcs of elle as a puerto rican.. i find it so fun giving one of my characters my culture.

#criminal minds #greenaway yaps #elle greenaway #puerto rico #puertoriqueña #boriqua #elle greenaway headcanons #bad bunny #Spotify

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It's called fashion, sweetie.

Look it up. Or don't, it's totally up to you. I mean, we won't force you to do anything. Besides, there's no such thing as #fashion, not really, it's really something of a social construct. What looks good, and how much it is worth, is not much further than the imaginary—and beauty is in the eye of the beholder, after all. Then again, Edna Mode didn't get where she is by being so forgiving, warm, and wholesome about everything, and this is fashion, baby. This is basically survival of the fittest. It's dog eat dog. It's Battle Royale. So you can either go around being " " nice " " and telling everyone how great they look, how that jumper really works well with their hair, how they really look their very best selves in that jacket, how those accessories really bring out not just the best in the outfit, but in themselves.

Or you can choose violence, and join the bloody dogfight that is fashion by throwing some serious shade, looking people up and down, and forming a mildly disdainful expression. Those shoes with that shirt?, you ask, how very interesting, you add. *smirk, slightly*

A little history. The French word mode, meaning "fashion", dates as far back as 1482. The English word denoting something "in style" dates only to the 16th century.

When you think about it, fashion is a little like the ultimate expression of human behavior. Fashion is a way of expressing that you are hip, that you are aware. That you are either an instigator of good taste and style, or someone canny enough to know and follow it. In either case, you are in. You are among the hallowed who know. People look at you and, without so much as a word, it is known to one another that you are kin. You are in. They, they are out. They are the other. And what could be worse than the other? *shudders*

At the same time, fashion has ballooned itself to become one of the farthest-reaching monsters of capitalism. The mass production of clothing is, often, mass human exploitation. The astronomical profits to be made from fashion help to widen the gap between the absurdly wealthy few and everyone else, while supposed good fashion and good taste frequently remain the preserve of the very wealthiest. The poorest are left to afford so-called fast fashion, made by those of the same class as themselves. While all this money is being made, as clothes are being produced on a huge scale and dumped and disposed at a similar rate, this entire process is having a catastrophic effect on the climate and environment, proving a huge drain on natural resources, and becoming ever-more unsustainable.

That aside, we love looking funky fresh, and dressed up to the nines and beyond. It is simply called #fashion, sweetie, and the choice is yours. You can look it up, join the program, and join us in the trendy masses. Or, if you really want, you can wear that jumper with those shoes, and, well. The less said, the better.

We looked it up, in case you were wondering x

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Everyone is wearing it @thatsbelievable

Everyone in 1898 is wearing it @lookingbackatfashionhistory

Amazingly eerie lacy shawl, depicting a spider on its web - perfect jorogumo vibes!

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revolution in fashion: european fashion 1715-1815 - the kyoto costume institute (1989)

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My glasses! I can't see without my Jo Haemmer glasses! @wintercorrybriea

Jean Paul Gaultier: Spring/Summer (2009) @sevenfrncs

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murcielagatito · 3 years ago

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#and also puertorican bc we real fuckin loud about that one LMFAOOO #wepa baby #mis cosas #mi cara #brownandtrans #brown and trans #lesbian #sapphic #nblw

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So I edited/added to my little screenplay ficlet that I wrote a few months ago! Also posted this on AO3 for anyone that wants to read it there!

I can't get enough of baby Dolores and Bruno's relationship man. I'm eventually gonna write/post more little moments between him and all of the kids because (in Abuela Alma's voice) the brainrot is STRONG!

For clarity and to ease the reading experience, here's a description of the terminology I used, just in case anyone's like "how do you read a screenplay, what are these letters)

INT. and EXT.: Describes whether the location is indoors or outdoors (interior, exterior).

O.S.: Off screen. A character is speaking outside of the proverbial camera. They're out of the shot.

BEAT.: A beat refers to a pause. If there's a beat written, there's a moment or two of pause or silence.

The bits in parentheses are meant to be read as thoughts, feelings, tones and adjectives. (I prob didn't need to mention this but I wanted to just in case someone was like whaaat)

Anyway, hope you enjoy! <3

Edit: Idk why the spacing looks dumb on mobile, but looks normal on web? 🥲 Anyway let me know if it looks okay/is easy to follow when reading

INT. CASA MADRIGAL - VARIOUS INTERIORS

The Madrigals are having a game night and It's loud. The grown-ups are at the dinner table drinking, laughing and throwing cards around. Luisa (3)and Isabela (5) run around the foyer, playing tag and squealing as little girls up past their bedtimes do. Dolores lays on her stomach on the floor, attempting to draw a picture on a piece of paper with a crayon, but is interrupted by Luisa and Isa running by. The adults suddenly get riled up and cheer from the other room, causing poor little Dolores to cringe and cover her ears. Dolores, now visibly overwhelmed and fed the-hell up, gathers her paper and crayon in one hand, and covers an ear with the other and heads upstairs.

INT. BRUNO’S ROOM

Bruno sits at his little wooden drafting table, sketching a rat, who’s visibly struggling to hold a pose. BRUNO(O.S.) Almost done Alexander, just a little longer.

Alexander holds his pose, trembling. Bruno quickly and loosely sketches, looking up at the rat from his paper and down periodically. BRUNO(CONT’D) Oh come on, you’re strong– I’ve seen you lift an empanada twice your size.

A soft knock at the door. Bruno keeps sketching without looking up.

BRUNO(CONT’D) Come in!

Nothing.

BRUNO(CONT’D) (Again) Come in!

Still nothing.

Bruno, visibly confused, turns in his seat and looks at his door. He gets up and walks to the door and opens it to find a tiny Dolores looking down at her feet. He smiles tenderly.

BRUNO (soft, warm) Hi Dolores. Any particular reason why you’re lookin’ at your feet?

Dolores looks up at her Tio with huge, watery eyes when… WEPA! The adults downstairs cheer and laugh wildly. Dolores promptly cringes and hugs Bruno’s leg.

Bruno’s tender smile falls– he gets it. He bends down and scoops his sobrina up, who then nestles into his neck and covers her ears. She starts sniffling. Bruno rubs and pats her back, trying to console her.

BRUNO (soft, warm..quiet) It’s okay, come on.

Bruno turns to head into his room, Dolores in arm and closes the door behind him.

INT. BRUNO’S ROOM (AT HIS DRAFTING TABLE)

Bruno sits Dolores down in his chair. He kneels down and wipes her eyes with his thumbs, then gives her a tissue which she then uses to blow her nose.

BRUNO (with a warm smile) You okay, kiddo?

Little Dolores nods and gives Bruno the snotty tissue. She picks up her crayon and starts drawing. Bruno tosses the tissue across the room missing the trash can (he doesn’t care– he’ll get it later) and continues with his rat sketch.

BRUNO Alexander, I’m gonna need you to come back, amigo. I forgot what position your leg was in.

Alexander doesn’t come back.

Dolores grabs her paper and presents it to her Tio (like check this shit out). It’s a drawing of her as a princess standing next to a big, burly man.

BRUNO That’s pretty good! (a beat) (pointing at the man on the paper) Who’s that?

DOLORES (frankly) My husband.

Bruno looks at his sister’s child, not surprised at all by her statement. This is Pepa’s kid, afterall.

BRUNO (holding up his paper) Look at mine.

DOLORES (face scrunched, perplexed and kinda disgusted) His face looks weird– and why is his leg like that?

BRUNO (slightly taken aback, looking at Dolores and then quickly back down to his paper to keep sketching)

W-well I’m not done yet. (to Alexander somewhere in the room) And my model left me, so I had to guess.

DOLORES Well I think his weird face and leg give him character.

Bruno examines his little sketch.

BRUNO (You have a point) Mmyeh..

Alexander hops back up on the table, examining the sketch and squeaks.

BRUNO I dunno what you just said, but I’m gonna pretend it was a compliment.

Dolores giggles.

A knock at the door. Pepa pokes her head in the room before coming in.

DOLORES (softly) Hi, mami.

PEPA Hi, bebé.

Pepa walks up to the table to see what the rodents of the house were up to.

PEPA (warmly, to Bruno) Had a feeling she’d be in here.

BRUNO Yeah, guess you guys were being too loud for her.

Pepa, now visibly dismayed, looks to her daughter.

PEPA (Kneeling down next to Dolores) Bebita, w-were we too–

DOLORES –loud? Yes.

Pepa looks at her brother. Even after all these years, he’s still the same soft, quiet mouse (well, rat more like) that preferred to be away from the noise. She can see him in her daughter.

PEPA (remorsefully, soft) Oh, Lola, I’m so sorry. It’s just.. We.. we’re working on it.

DOLORES (holding up her drawing to Pepa) It’s okay. Tio and I drew pictures.

PEPA Oh! Una princesa! Very nice.

DOLORES (snatches Bruno’s sketch from under his elbow) Look at Tio’s.

BRUNO (just realizing what happened, too late) Wait Dolor–

PEPA (uncomfortably) ..cute!

BRUNO (to Pepa, sarcastic) You’re so encouraging. I’d like to see you draw a rat--or anything.

PEPA (shooting him a look) Don’t start. (changing the subject) Alright, bebé, es hora de domir! Say goodnight to your Tio.

DOLORES Goodnight, Tio.

She wraps her little arms around his neck and they share a hug. She pecks him on the cheek.

BRUNO (warmly) Buenos noches.

Dolores pauses and looks at Bruno, clearly unsatisfied.

BRUNO (furrowing his brow, confused) What?

DOLORES (clearly offended, crossing her arms) You didn’t give me a goodnight kiss.

BRUNO Oh, excuse me, what kind of Tio am I?

Bruno grabs Dolores in a cradle and starts attacking her cheek with kisses–she’s a tiny giggling mess. Pepa watches in adoration, melting at the sight. She loves her brother’s relationship with the kids–especially her daughter.

DOLORES (still giggling, struggling to get a word out) Okay, okay!!

BRUNO Wait, hold on, gotta get the other one.

He turns her head with a finger and starts peppering kisses on that side. Bruno hated getting kissed like that as a kid–ironic.

He finally lets her up from his clutches, smug.

BRUNO Happy now?

DOLORES (wiping her face) My face is all wet.

BRUNO You should be used to this by now, kid. Look who your mother is.

PEPA He’s right, Lola.

Without any hesitation, Pepa grabs her brother by his cheeks and starts peppering kisses all over his face. Dolores looks on, amused.

BRUNO P-Pepa, knock it off! (struggling to talk past the constant contact and cheek squishes, annoyed) I a-already washed my face for the night! Now I gotta do it all over again!

Pepa lets go of his face, proud of the fact that she can still annoy him just as much as she did when they were younger. He promptly starts wiping his face with his sleeve like an annoyed cat. Pepa scoops up Dolores and turns to head for the door.

PEPA Sorry, I couldn’t help it. Besides, washing your face twice wouldn’t hurt. Your pores are huge.

BRUNO (get out of my room) Goodnight Pepa. (lovingly) Goodnight Dolores… oh wait, your picture!

DOLORES You can keep it Tio. I don't get attached to my work.. It slows me down.

BRUNO (who is this kid?) Oh, um.. Alright then.

Dolores waves to Bruno from her mom’s shoulder. He waves back as they leave the room. Bruno looks down at the picture Dolores scribbled. He grabs a thumbtack and attaches the drawing to the wall above his drafting table. That kid isn’t allowed to grow up.

#i'm obsessed with the thought of bruno being soft with children #on the outside he just seems so uncomfortable with everyone #but then bring a child in the mix and he's just a warm piece of bread #my skeebie deebies 💕#pb&j triplets #my encanto fics

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sore-child · 3 years ago

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Okay so me and my mom have been having a couple good days lately and I catch myself thinking “What if it isn’t actually that bad?” And I have to force myself to remember that it’s NOT OKAY what she’s doing. And the things in the past are not okay either. So I’m making this a pinned post of a list of all the fucked up things she did to me over the course of my entire life just to remember that I don’t have to feel bad whenever the day comes that I can escape her. I will probably be editing it when memories of more things come to me or if there ends up being new things too.

When I was literally a toddler and she slapped me across the face hard for asking “what took so long?”

When I was 6?? And went to Disney world with her, Ala, and wepa and we went to the gift shop and she picked out a magnet of the letter T for a friend whose name also started with T but I didn’t know. And I excitedly said “T for Tiana” and she got mad and said “Stop trying to make everything about you” and made me cry in front of everyone at the store.

Not allowed to go outside unless for shopping or school

Not allowed to call any friends or go to their houses EVER

Being grounded meant taking every form of digital media away from me except music on the radio or CDs. She took my tv out of my room and put it on the highest shelf in her closet so I couldn’t even reach it. And it wasn’t just for a couple days or weeks. It was MONTHS

Grounding me over eating a stale pop tart ??? Like wtf

Forbidding me to have ANY contact with my dads side of the family when it should have only been my dad himself. The rest of the family didn’t do anything wrong to her.

LOOKING THROUGH MY PERSONAL DIARY AND ART BOOKS WITHOUT PERMISSION

Making me feel bad for crying when she yelled at me or told me I wasn’t good enough. Saying things like “only babies cry, maybe I should put you in a diaper and pacifier since you want to act like a baby”

Not caring about my opinion “because you’re just a kid and don’t know anything about life” even now when I’m 23.

CONSTANTLY putting the needs/feelings of men she dates before the needs of me and my little sister

Told me I was “asking for it” when I got raped when I was 15 because I wore pajama shorts around him. Then told me I just need to get over it and that nothing even happened to me.

Telling me how I will never get a job because I’m not brave enough to do a job interview. Then telling me I need to stop being lazy and get a job. But then also telling me I’m not allowed to work because I need to stay home and watch my sister.

taking about 4,000 dollars out of my account that was meant for me to go to college or get an apartment or something IMPORTANT. just for her to buy a car that she ended up crashing within a week. And not consistently paying me back little by little.

Trying to make dylan seem like he’s a manipulator or an abuser or someone that wanted to use me for the money I had. When he never asked me for a single cent of it.

Trying to split up mine and Julians friendship just because she has beef with Regina.

Making me feel like I owe her anything when in reality she’s the one that owes me. More than just money.

Constantly making me feel like my mental/physical illnesses aren’t important because she has fibromyalgia and that is the WORST thing anyone can have

Acting like she is the only one who has feelings and when anybody else has a problem she says “WELL HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL?” or when she does something someone else doesn’t agree with she says “well maybe I should just kill myself” or “Well since I’m such a horrible mother maybe I should just disappear”. She thinks everything is an attack on her when it’s not

Putting the responsibility of watching tori on me my whole life starting when I was 9. A 9 year old should NOT be responsible for a baby at all. I’m not the one who decided to have a kid. It shouldn’t be my responsibility

Only apologizing by buying me things. Never changed actions.

In 2018 when she busy fucking around with guys and left me and dylan and Regina home with no food for days. And I used 10 dollars on the food stamp card to get us something to eat and she yelled at me for not asking first because “it’s her money” when it’s not just for her.

When she almost kicked me out because I told her I wanted to change my name to Lunette. She just now is getting over the fact that I changed it. (I’m also starting to believe maybe she threw out my name change papers so I can’t update my social security card or medical stuff)

Just treating me in general like I’m stupid and beneath her.

Also in 2018 when she had her email account connected to my phone because she constantly didn’t have phone service and I was able to see her search history. And she googled stuff like “how to kick out your disrespectful adult daughter and her boyfriend” because I wouldn’t tell her how much money was in my bank account. And because I wouldn’t change my mind about changing my name I think. And probably also because I used the 10 dollars on the food stamp card that one time.

Saying racist things to me about myself or about other people. She’s made me feel bad about being part black all my life. To the point where until I was about 10 I was racist against black people myself because she dislikes black people so much she didn’t even tell me I was part black until then. Which REALLY fucked me up as a kid because why would you teach me to be racist against my own kind?? And Puerto Ricans are also part black as well??

When we were riding in the car with Regina and out of nowhere she said “I used to beat you profusely, and I’m sorry” and I have ZERO recollection of being beaten. So now idk if I wasn’t and she just wanted to say something crazy. Or if she really did beat me and my brain has been blocking it out all these years??

When I first started to experiment with my own personal style and makeup for the first time when I was 12. And she told me that I should stop trying to be an adult. And that I’m too young to be looking like a slut. All I wanted was darker clothes and to be able to wear eyeliner and black nail polish.

WHEN SHE GROUNDED ME FOR SAYING I WANTED TO BE GOTH??? I was like 10 at the time.

Always telling me to stand up for myself. But never to her. Any time I tried I was called disrespectful and ungrateful.

Making me only wear sweat suits in the winter and big t shirts and long shorts in the summer. I used to think this was because even as a kid I was fat. But I could have just worn adult size clothes. But I think it’s because she wanted to make me feel bad about my body. Which she definitely succeeded. She always used to tell me how bad I would look if I tried to wear something that wasn’t what she picked out. I fought so hard to be able to wear what I wanted when clothes started having plus size kid sections.

10-25-2021: told me that the reason we are in such a shitty situation and stuck in cmha and why she has bad luck is because I opened an umbrella in the house when I was like 6.

11-10-2021: told tori that she should blame her being mentally behind on when I dropped her when I was 9. And to blame Johnny for my mom dropping her. Of course it would never be her fault lmao.

When I was a kid and she would yell at me every time I slouched in my seat

01-15-2022: got mad at me because dylan didn’t propose in front of her. Stomping around and yelling about how he HAD to bc we live with her. Then tried to say that he probably didn’t even care when he did it. When she didn’t even know.

06-03-2022: called cps on my mom for Tori. The woman was such a bitch who wouldn't listen really. I felt like she wasn't going to do anything.

06-06-2022: my mom called to get mad at me that I called cps on her. She guilt tripped me the whole time and then did her whole "oh I'm such a shit mom then?" thing. I tried so hard to explain that I just want her to get help but she made me feel like I'm the wrong one for trying to get her that help. Tio went and talked to my mom and told her that she needs help and to not be mad at me or Tori. But right after we hung up Tori messaged me to say that mom just screamed at her and is forcing her to go to bed at 10:30 every night so she won't be seen as a dead beat mom. I feel like nothing is going to help.

When I was a like 15-16?? And she got me press on toe nails and said "maybe these will make your toes look normal"

When me mom and Julian were in the McDonald's drive through and she made me cry because she kept calling me a hunchback

When she called me an alcoholic because I had ONE bottle of wine in the fridge. This was right before I moved to Shelby

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saradiasz · 4 years ago

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Pairing: Lin Manuel X Reader

Note: Hi, this is my first Fanfic here, i hope you enjoy it!

Warning: Cursing, Teenager Lin, Lin's accent in Spanish, Smut, Fluff, Lin's baby pictures.

Word Count: 5.001

1998- Summer Vacations

I can't wait to meet my new neighbors, it's pretty lonely here since Cameron that lived nextdoor had to go to live in another country with her parents, she was my best friend and maybe my only one, she said that we will still be friends but...it's different, she's going to find new ones and I'm going to be here alone as always...Fuck that, I have to focus on the new neighbors now, maybe they have a daughter...Well, nobody compares to Cam...Ok, ok I'm forgetting that for now. Anyway, my mom is baking a cake to the neighbors when they arrive, I'm so nervous and anxious for...some reason, so I go downstairs to talk to my mom and see if the cake is ready.

— Hey mom, how it's going there? — I said looking to the oven and seeing the chocolate cake inside.

— Right on time honey, I'm going to take it out in 5 minutes, wanna help me with the frosting? — She said giving me a spatula that i take with enthusiasm.

— Sure mom. — I smile to her and she start to pouring condensed milk slowly in the wipped cream that I was stirring.

After that she put the frosting on the fridge and take the cake of the oven and put it on the table to rest, we talk for some time about nothing important until the cake was cold enough for the frosting. Is between spread frosting on the cake and put it on a plate that we heard a knock at the door.

— Can you see who is for me Y/N?

— Sure. — I said with a bored face, it's impossible that anyone liked to host people at your door, impossible.

I open the door and I see a latin little man, or a big kid... I'm not sure yet, he is wearing a Star Wars t-shirt way too big with large, large pants that another person could fit there with him comfortably, there's a hat laying on his head too, very fancy. He just stay there starring at me with his big brown eyes and then say:

— Hi I'm Lin son of the new neighbors, my mom is throwing a party tonight and she's inviting your family, nothing fancy just some foods and a lot of dancing, there's none dress code or those shit, we just want to have a good time with everyone and make new friends. — He said in one breathe with a lot of hand gestures, impressive...He dresses like a kid and talk as much as one.

— Okay. — I said slowly. — I'm gonna say to my mom, actually she's baking a welcome cake for your family, we can take with us tonight then.

— That would be perfect, thank you so much. — He said gesturing with his hands again. — Bye. — He turn around and go in the way to the next house as I close the door.

— Okay, mom you won't belie... What are you looking at? — She look at me with a weird smile and say:

— He likes you honey, did you saw the look on his eyes and how he was literally throwing words at you? — She said giving me a malicious face.

— What are you saying, of course he don't like me, we talk for 2 minutes...Well he talked for 2 minutes I just listened. — I said rolling my eyes.

— Well, think what you want, and about the party...we are definitely going, so find a good dress.

— Why mom? Let me stay home, please. — I said with fake tears in my eyes.

— I know you, don't fake a face for me, we are going and period. — Damnit, she know me too well.

— Ugh, okay okay.

After we both get ready, I take the cake and we go to Lin's house, i can hear music from a far, we get there and knock, a woman full of energy open the door and hug me and my mom tightly at the same time what almost caused a cake accident.

— Wepa, I'm so happy you maded, come in, come in. — She said with a heavy accent and then pushed us into her house.

— And we are very happy that you invited us, I baked a cake for you, take it. — My mom said giving her the cake that was in my arms.

— Mas no precisava, you didn't need too. I'm going to place this with the rest of the food, thank you...I don't even asked your name honey, what am I thinking... — Own, like mom, like son. She said as fast as Lin did before.

— It's Y/M/N and what's yours? If I may ask. — Okay, so I'm probably gonna be here for a while, it's always like that when my mom finds another "talkative" mom.

— It's Luz, and this is your hija? Uh tan hermosa... — She said giving me a look — Lin has a good taste...

— Mama, ¿Qué estás diciendo? Excuse us ladies — A blushed Lin appears of nowhere almost screaming and then he leaves with his mother.

— That was... — My mom start thinking in a word.

— Freaking weird? Yeah, I know. I told you so, if you excuse me I'm going to find food. — I go right to the place that's probably the kitchen, there's some latin people talking, probably Lin's family or something, I found a table with some snacks in the corner and go straight to them taking one bowl of... something that I don't know what it is but tastes good. I go to find somewhere safe to eat alone, what's not very complicated since they don't unpacked almost anything, I go upstairs and enter a room with some furniture, I turn the light on and then sit on the floor behind some boxes trying to hide for a while. I really didn't wanted to came here in the first place, don't get me wrong, the people aren't the problem, I am...I just don't like parties, and parties with my mom are even worse. The door opens interrupting my monologue about how much I hate parties. I see Lin talking on the phone entering the room like a thunder, closing the door and laying on the carpet.

— Tú no entiendes, ella es la cosa más linda que yo ví en toda mi vida...obviamente no consegui hablar com ela Carlos, I'm too shy for that... — He finally realize that I'm in the room and say almost choking on the phone. — Oh fuck, yo tengo que ir bye. Hi, what're you doing here? The party isn't in my bedroom. — He said with a...smile? Or he's dying?

— Your what? Oh I'm sorry I was just... scaping for my mom, I didn't realized that this was your room. — Oh fuck, of course it's his bedroom.

— It's okay, it's nothing yet actually just a bunch of boxes and I relate with the mom thing, my mom drives me crazy sometimes too. — He opens a beautiful smile, I never took a deep look at him but he's not that bad actually, even kinda cute with a goofy smile.

— Mothers hun. — We both laugh looking at the floor.

— Did you understood what I was talking on the phone? — He asked nervous.

— Not even a word. — He's relief came hard.

— Oh, nice.

— What you were saying, though? — That's really weird, he start to panic.

— Ah, uh...porn — That's a bad liar over here my friends.

— Sure...

— Yeah. — Awkward silence, yummy...

— So...

— What's your name again? I don't think you never said to me actually. — He said with a question mark all over his face.

— Well, you never gave me the chance. — He start to blush because of my words and then he whisper an sorry. — It's okay Lin, and my name is Y/N at your service sir.

— Yeah, this name suits you. — He said now smiling.

— Do you want some? — I said pointing the bowl to him. — I don't know what this is but is pretty damn good.

— Sure. — He said taking some of the bowl and then sitting next to me, his leg touching mine. — It's tostones, basically fried plantain, it's a Puerto Rican thing, well latin thing but this one my aunt brought from Puerto Rico. — He said with his eyes glowing.

— You used to live there?

— No, actually. My parents came to here and then they meet on college so i was born here too, but I love Puerto Rico it's my happy place you know. — He said with a half smile.

— That's so sweet Lin. — His eyes finds mine and we stare each other for a minute, but then I look away...This boy is like...affecting me?

— So, did you want to get back there? It's dinner time. — He stand up and offers me his hand.

— We really have to? — I said forcing a sad face.

— Of course we do, but if you get uncomfortable I promise that we can stay here okay? — His hand still waiting for mine.

— Okay then. — I take his hand leaving the empty bowl behind, we get out of the room still holding hands, until I see my mom, in that moment I go crazy and i walk in her direction leaving Lin.

— Hm, very strange that you were together inside a room, did you wear protection honey? I don't want a...

— MOM, we were just talking. — I said interrupting her before she said something even crazier.

— I'm just saying...Well, let's go to get dinner, this are really nice people doll you're gonna love them. — She said leading me to the backyard where a big table was full of food, hell yes, that's what I'm talking about, don't like parties who?

I sit with my mom by my right side, Lin appears and sit in front of me, after everybody was at the table we start to eat, people asking food, pouring juice, telling jokes, Lin's look finding mine between conversations, was all really nice, I even forgot why I was so worried at the first place.

We are at home now, I'm looking at the sky from my window, there's a lot of stars and is a full moon day. The curtains of the other house in front of my window opens all of sudden, of course Lin's window is there, how I didn't noticed that? He don't seems to see me, what makes sense since my lights are off, he's shirtless and writing something on the desk that places below the window, there's a lamp on the desk and the only thing that's on at the room. He seems so relaxed, his mouth is moving fast what means he's probably singing, maybe writing music? I don't know but it's a beautiful view, wait...is this creepy? I'm feeling like a stalker right now, i try to hide but he see me for my own despair. He smile and wave his hand to me, I do the same with a Awkward smile. Crap, I'm so dumb...he take a paper and write "Hi, can't sleep either?", i write fast in a old piece of paper a big "No", he smile and write another thing and then show me "Meet me in 10?" Oh fuck, why he want to see me? he's totally going to report me to the police for harassment. I raise my thumb to him and he closes his curtains, I look at the mirror and remember that I was in my pajamas but who cares, I go downstairs slowly so my mom couldn't hear me, the door make a noise when I open it...damnit, hope she didn't hear this, I close the door and turn to Lin's house, he's standing right in front sadly with clothes now, wait, why am I disappointed? He has a little smile in his face until he reaches me.

— I'm sorry, I wasn't stalking you I swear, please don't sue me...

— What're you talking about? — He said confused, crap crap crap, a thousand times crap, I fell my cheeks hot so I close my eyes so I won't be able to see his face.

— Nice pajamas by the way... Wait, are this pineapples? — He said with a stupid smirk on his face.

— Oh shut up, you're wearing Star Wars clothes all day and I never said a word about it. — I try to say this mad but my smile wins the battle on my face.

— Yo, Star Wars is a classic but I never see a movie about pineapples. — Why do I didn't changed my clothes again? Right, laziness.

— Uh, rude. — I hit his arm weakly.

— Au. — He smile and take my hand. — Let's go, we can lay down in the garden and look at the stars and...talk.

— Okay Yoda. — He laugh a little as we go to the background of his house.

We lay on the ground with our bodies almost touching, the stars really look beautiful tonight... He turn his head in my direction...We both know what's going to happen but the wait make all better, I turn to him and his laches are beating slowly, the light of the stars make his face glow, he put one hand on my face and start to make little circles around my cheek and say that my eyes are more shining than the stars, his face is literally one inch far from mine. I'm the one who kisses first, his lips are soft and warm, he put his hand in my wrist and push me closer to him, his tongue is touching mine now in a sweet kiss, we end the kiss but we stay closer as possible.

— That was unexpected. — I said breaking the silence.

— Well, not for me. I was hoping to do that since I meet you. — He says letting small kisses on my face.

— So my mom was right this time. — He goes a little far laughing.

— I was that obvious?

— I don't think so, but in the moment you walked away she said that you liked me, what I thought that was craziness until now. — I said with one hand in his soft hair. — No that I'm saying that you like me i just... — He stop me pressing our lips together.

— Mothers hun... — He said quoting me and then opening one of those beautiful smiles.

The sun is rising when we go back to home, I say a last goodbye to him from the window before jumping on the bed, my back are in pain but I don't care...This was one of the best days of my life, I sleep and my dreams are full of dancing and laughing.

I wake up with a knock at my door, I look to the clock next to my bed and it's almost 12 o'clock, after a little battle against myself I get up and open the door, Lin is with a big smile in his face, the large clothes now are just a cargo shorts and a light white shirt showing his shoulders and a lot of skin, so much skin...

— Good morning Sleepyhead. — He said still smiling.

— How you're up after last night? And smiling... — I said outraged giving room for him get inside.

— Actually I barely sleep, no i can't get inside. Your mother only let me in when I promised not to enter your room.

— Of course she did, by the way what are you doing here? — I ask him. — No that I didn't liked, I do, I really do. — I said fast.

— Really? — He's cheeks are turning red, how he can be this cute?

— Yeah. — I get closer to him and I let a little kiss into his lips.

— So, I was thinking that we could go to somewhere today, I know a place in the woods that's perfect for do absolutely nothing, it's not far so we can walk a little bit and since you didn't eat breakfast, we can do a picnic and no one else goes there so we can stay together in peace. — He said showing me the basket in his hand.

— That sounds perfect, I just have to take a shower, I see you in 30? — He nodd his head in affirmation and I kiss him more deeply this time.

— See ya. — He said in the middle of the kiss and then goes away...God I could live in his lips forever...

I take a quick bath and go downstairs, Lin is talking to my mother, he's drinking a cup of coffee and they're... Laughing? Weird...I say a hi to my mom and we go to Lin's place. It's really a perfect place, there's a lot of trees and a little lake in the middle, we rest on a big towel under a tree for some time, we eat a lot, it's a perfect afternoon...

— Thank you Lin, this is so nice. — My head is resting on his shoulder.

— You know what would be nicer? — He said standing up and slowly taking his shirt off and running into the lake direction. I take my dress off and follow him with a goofy smile on my face. We jump into the almost warm water together, he start to splashing water in my face and I do it back, he came closer and kiss me, his shy hands are laying in my lower back, i surround his waist with my legs and I feel something getting harder under his belly, he stop the kiss looking at me with his big eyes, his laches are moving fast.

— I...it's... — He tries to talk but he doesn't have words for this.

— Shhhh, kiss me Lin. — I whisper into his ear and he does what i ask, then i take his hand and guide him to where we were before.

— I never done this before. — He said with his voice shaking. We lay on the towel and I kiss him, i run my hand through his wet soft hair and feel them between my fingers, meanwhile his hands is caressing my back, making little circles.

— We don't have to do it if you aren't ready yet. — He's looking at me with those big brown puppy eyes, I'm losing all control that i have. — I never done this with someone that i just meet either, but you're making me crazy without doing anything.

— I want you, i just don't know...how... — He gaze up avoiding my eyes with his cheeks all red now, did i mention how cute he's with red cheeks?

— Hey, look at me. — I said touching his face and making he look at mine — I'll not say that i didn't do it before, but i can lead you...if you let me. — He don't say anything, just came closer and kiss me taking all the breath of my lungs.

— Okay...— He said more whispering than really talking.

— If you want to stop anytime just say, okay? — He nodd his head in confirmation. I stay on top of him and take my bra and throw in the floor next to us, he look at my breasts with his eyes wide open then look to my face like he was asking for permission, what was really cute, i take his warm hands and put them in there and he squeeze very softly, i feel him getting even harder under me, i kiss him urgently like i never kissed someone before, he turn our positions and now he's on top of me going down to my lips and kissing my neck and collarbone, a little noise come out of my mouth when i feel his lips on my nipple pressing it softly and letting small kisses. I hear he saying all the time how soft my skin is and how sweet i taste in his mouth, our underwear go out of our body in some point.

I said that i would lead him but he's doing a great job from himself, driving me crazy with all the wait and his kisses in my body, i can feel everything, every part of our body that's touching, every drop of sweat that roll in our body. The beautiful things that came out of his mouth are like a melody, i never felt so loved when i feel him inside me, filling me whole.

— Am i hurting you baby? — He ask with the most beautiful face of concern.

— Just a little, but it's normal don't worry my love. — He nodd and then lay his forehead in mine starting to move inside me, our bodies colliding softly, his lips is barely pressing mine, he's not moving fast what make all feel even better, he's saying how gorgeous i am and i how i make him feel the luckiest guy in the whole world for let him be with me in his arms, my name come out of his mouth like a poem, we are moaning together and it's together that we come too, my eyes are out of orbit, i can't feel anything else than the goosebumps all over my body, he's head is resting in my chest and he's hugging me tight in his arms.

— You're so amazing Y/N...I'm really happy that my first time was with you. — He said softly looking deep in my eyes after we recover and lay on the ground side by side with our bodys tangled. — I never felt like this before for anyone else.

— Me neither Lin, i love how you make me feel... — I said and i feel the cold wind in my naked body what make me shiver for a moment but Lin hold me closer to his body. — I think we should put our clothes on and go back now, it's starting to get cold and the sun is going down, my mom will kill me if I get home late.

— Yeah, let's go doll. — He said throwing my clothes on me and getting up.

At home i take a shower but Lin's taste and smell are still in my body, i still can feel his arms wrapping me. I touch my lips remembering of when he was kissing me slowly, savouring my mouth. I think about check the window just to see if he's there but before I came into a conclusion my mom calls me for dinner. It's 9am when i sleep, all that i didn't slept the night before mixed with all the "exercise" from the afternoon make me sleep 10 hours uninterrupted. I get up really excited for the day, the sun is rised and it's a beautiful day, i take a quick shower and go catch some breakfast before knock at Lin's door.

— Good morning mom. — I said almost singing.

— Good Morning honey, why you're so happy? You're never like this in the morning. — She said looking at me suspiciously.

— I'm just happy mom, i can't be happy anymore? Jesus

— Of course you can, but it's strange. Let me guess, Lin is the reason of your happiness? — She ask smirking for me.

— Maybe, why? — I ask drinking my coffee

— Nothing... i like him, he's a very good boy and he's super respectful and I think he really really likes you.

— I really like him too mom...

— I can see, your eyes glow when you talk about him, i'm really glad that you found each other honey. — She said cupping my face.

— Me too mom, i have to go now. — I kiss her face and go out listening to her voice saying for me not to came home late. I knock at his door and his mom open for me.

— Good morning Mrs. Miranda, is Lin at home?

— Good morning Y/N, he's in shower but come in, you can wait for him here, and don't call me that, I'm just Luz for you— She said all too happy, probably Lin told her about us.

— Okay Luz. — She guide me to the couch, i look around and everything is in place, just one or two boxes in the corner now, the decoration in very happy with a lot of color everywhere. — This is so pretty Luz.

— Thank you, i really liked how turned too. Come here let me show you a thing. — We get up and she show me trophys and some papers that belongs to Lin, there's some more things but are from a girl, maybe a sister? He didn't told me he had a sister. She takes a big album and we sit on the couch again, that's the good stuff, the blackmail material.

— This is when he born, tan precioso. — She show me a photo in white and black with a baby Lin in it, so cute. — I never thought that he would became this writing machine that never sleep properly, i blame his father they're exactly the same. — She show me a lot of another photos, in graduations, in piano recitals what apparently he was really good at, in family reunions. He appears when we're almost done, he smile when he see me but then he panic when he realize that his mom is with his kid album.

— Mami, i can't believe you're embarrassing me again. — He said hiding his face with his hands.

— I'm just showing to her como tú eras pequeño e precioso mi hijo. — She said standing up and pinching his red cheek, then she put the album where it was before and go out of the room.

— Stop laughing at me. — He said with the most adorable angry face when i start to laugh. I stand up and kiss his cheek as he touch my back and bring me close pressing his lips against mine. — What are we going to do today baby?

— Movie? My mom's going to shop what will probably take a while so we can watch it in my house. — He smirk at me. — God, you barely discovered sex and you're already addicted? — What i said make him laugh loudly.

— I'm sorry, so...just a movie. I will just say to my mom so she won't be crazy that I'm not home — He kiss my cheek and go talk to his mom.

After we fight for 10 minutes we finally agree in watch the Ghostbusters, we both have watched it one hundred times but it's just too good. My mom finally go to work and we go to the kitchen to do popcorn and take some snacks. After that we lay on the carpet to watch the movie.

— You never told me that you had a sister. — I said playing with his hair in my finger, his head resting in my lap.

— I thought that i did, anyway she's the best, she prefer to be in our aunt's house for the summer, that's why she isn't here.

— I always wanted to have a sister, but my dad died when I was young and my mom never was the same.

— I'm so sorry Y/N. — He said cupping my face.

— I'm okay now, was a really long time ago. — I put my hand over his. — What about your father, why i didn't meet him yet?

— He's in New Jersey for work, he'll probably be here in the weekend, I'll make sure that he meet my girl. — He said pressing our lips quickly.

— Your girl? You didn't even asked me yet. — I said throwing a popcorn in his face.

— I have to? — He said confused.

— No, but it won't harm if you do it.

— Okay, Okay. — He said sitting in front of me and taking my hands, i can't believe he'll really do that. I burst into laughter

— I'm just kidding...

— Shh... I'm concentrating. — He put a finger in my lips and then clean his throat and start...rapping?. — I know I'm not much but my heart belongs to you, even more when I remember of that afternoon, baby I can't take you out of my mind, here holding your hands i ask you, will you be mine?

— You just made that out of nowhere? Cool

— It's that a yes?

— Of course it's your dummy. — I said jumping into him kissing his lips, the popcorn that was in my lap spreads to everywhere.

I never thought that I would find love in such a young age and so fast, but i couldn't imagine my life without Lin, he's the only man I loved and will always be, and the felling is mutual by what he say every morning that we wake up together, side by side, i never felt so loved in someone's arms before and i hope this felling last until the day I die. This is the end but not our end, we'll last forever.

#lin manuel miranda #lin manuel x reader

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YEET AND WEPA had a baby. 😭

God damn Papi. 🥺 Just when I thought I was done crying. 😭

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Death | Obituary - Cause Of Death

It will undoubtedly occur, and thank heavens it has: Sloans Lake Managed Care, a Denver-based back up plan, has become the first U.S. organization to pay for otherworldly mediations.

?We made this program since we felt that a missing piece of the treatment of medicinal services, from a repayment perspective, was profound,? says Neil Waldron, the company?s president and CEO. ?It costs nothing [for companies] to include and it?s actually an ignored piece of the general treatment of an individual.?

The greatest test Sloans Lake looked from the outset was characterizing precisely what the item would be. The organization composed a team of delegates from Denver's otherworldly network to assist, and at last thought of two expansive definitions for outpatient directing administrations: Spiritual Guidance, which assists people with bettering comprehend their profound lives and how that identifies with their lives overall; and Spiritual Counseling, which fuses convictions and confidence into treatment to support people, families, or gatherings adapt to specific emergencies or the general weights of life.

Sloans Lake at that point set up a system of nondenominational suppliers for individuals and set up a $10 co-installment for six visits for every schedule year.

Having propelled the advantages program barely a year back, Waldron expects around 100 clients out of a participation of 70,000 to utilize it this year. ?It?s an advantage that is not widely used on the grounds that it will in general be utilized around an individual emergency,? says Waldron. He?s been satisfied by the positive response of the profound network everywhere to the new program, however ?we haven't heard any response from the insurance agencies. I'm somewhat bewildered by the quietness.?

Dr. Herbert Benson, leader of the Mind/Body Medical Institute of Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center isn't astonished. He has dedicated a lot of time to advocate the estimation of otherworldliness and recuperating in medication to insurance agencies around the country. ?They are tuning in, however they don?t have plans to execute anything yet. Any new activity draws reluctance from individuals who just practice routine measures,? he said. ?It?s simply a question of time, yet one needs to keep up the endeavors of instructing individuals.?

Individuals need and need to bite the dust with a reasonable still, small voice, with an inclination that the weights of this life are past, and with an information that their desires will be conceded,? composes Megory Anderson, a scholar, instructor, and liturgist who runs the philanthropic Sacred Dying Foundation in San Francisco. Right now useful asset, the creator shares customs she's planned throughout the years to help people during the time spent kicking the bucket. Thomas Moore has composed an attentive foreword.

Numerous individuals from the Baby Boom age have made unique ceremonies for their relationships and the births of their youngsters. Presently they are hoping to bring similar sorts of profound measurements to the time encompassing the withering of a friend or family member. Anderson gives a lot of thoughts in Sacred Dying, starting with the production of a consecrated space for the individual who is going to traverse to the opposite side. She recommends joining strict images that may have importance for the person. She at that point talks about the significance of purifying the spot; containing the space; diffusing outside clamors; and fusing scents, music, and supplications.

Two of the most extravagant parts are on customs to discharge passionate sorrow and ceremonies to comfort the body. In the principal, Anderson uncovers the requirement for the perishing individual to relinquish weights of outrage, blame, and incomplete business. In the second, she shows the recuperating excellence of touch. Sitting vigil is a respect that requests worship and receptiveness to what emerges at the time. The withering individual's desires are constantly foremost.

Consecrated Dying additionally remembers sections for kicking the bucket alone, finishing life support, and the period after death until the burial service. Anderson finishes up with fitting readings, supplications, sonnets, melodies, and writings for use in the ceremonies.

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