#will always be in my heart los quiero

[araguaneys]

do you guys know that the cuban government doesnt let people fish or produce their own food , a lot of cubans havent eaten fish in years, IN AN ISLAND BTW most of the fish and food is reserved for exportation or the tourism in the hotels, but they're so happy like that you're right, they have rights its all america's fault. I also take this opportunity to ask you all to not go to cuba on "vacations" to take aesthetic pics of old cars and buildings and consumme their food and luxuries because you are contributing to the hunger and repression of cubans no matter how happy they seem to you.

[ylove-bandaesthetics]

Happy birthday Yessy, spooky mama, our beautiful Queen of Talokan!!! From one hispanic to another, felicidades amor espero tengas un hermoso día, lo mereces por ser tan bella por dentro y por fuera y agradezco que sigas siendo fuerte ♡♡♡♡♡♡

I’m so proud of u for making it thru another year of battling bad mental health. Ik how hard it can be. You are such a sweet and kind soul and an absolute joy to have around in this hellhole of a site. There’s so much negativity here I’ve been on and off Tumblr for years now bc sometimes ppl are so eager to insult random strangers online and go for ppl’s throat, I’m starting to think our generation has an addiction to anger. But you are someone who is always so friendly and supportive even of people you don’t know!! It rlly says a lot about u, and ppl like you really make the world a better place. Fr fr.

I hope u have an amazing birthday angel, I hope u do something you love and get cool presents or spend time with loved ones and I hope you continue being a bad bitch and inspiring others like myself to not give up despite how shitty anxiety and depression can be. We all need to inspire each other and be kinder just like you!! And support each other in this crazy ass world. And I say it again I am so proud of u!

We love you! ♡♡♡

[lewisvinga]

osita | carlos sainz x reader!

summary; carlos and his love for his wife and his osita

fc; various girls from pinterest

warnings; none (?)

notes; requested! i loved writing this sm 🥹

masterlist !

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carlossainz55: st moritz con mi reina y mi osita 🧸💗 [with my queen and my little bear]

tagged; yourusername

yourusername; alma really loved playing in the snow with her papá, surprised she liked the cold!

carlossainz55: because she was always cuddled up with me or her mamá, she was always warm!

yourusername: thank you for taking us to see st moritz, we love you💗💗

carlossainz55: and i love my girls most❤️

username: girl dad carlos 😵‍💫

username: need someone who loves and appreciates me as much as carlos does with y/n😞😞😞

username: THE BEAR OUTFIT IM CRYING

username: y/n is her i fear

charles_leclerc: alma was the best part of the trip let’s be honest now

carlossainz55: always stealing the show with her chubby cheeks

carlossainz55 uploaded to their story!

[caption 1; osita wants to drive my ferrari 🤣] [caption 2; taking my girls out shopping ❤️] [caption 3; mi corazón y mi alma❤️‍🩹 (my heart and my alma/soul)]

yourusername uploaded to their story!

[caption 1; alma has him wrapped around her little finger!] [caption 2; guess who bought us matching chanel kellys🙈] [caption 3; papá making sure alma is a madridista, hala madrid!🤍]

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yourusername: life lately ❤️‍🩹

tagged; carlossainz55

carlossainz55: mis tesoros, los quiero a los dos ❤️❤️ [my treasures, i love you both]

yourusername: and we love you so much💗💗

username: putting this in my pinterest board

username: carlos is such a girl dad OMG

username: baby alma 🥹🥹🥹

username: still thinking abt madridista alma

yourusername: she’s a modric fan, she’s cool like that 💅

alexandrasaintmleux:oh alma what a cutie 🥹 i miss her!!!☹️

yourusername: she misses her tia alex too!

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carlossainz55: one year ago today, i stood by y/n’s side while she brought me one of the greatest things she could’ve ever given me. our dear almita turns one today and i couldn’t have asked for better. thank you, my y/n for bringing our angel to this world. feliz cumpleaños, mi osita. te quiero. 💗 [happy birthday, my little bear, i love you]

tagged; yourusername

yourusername: alma has the best papá truly 🥹

carlossainz55: and she has the best mamá!

yourusername: i can’t believe our alma is one, i couldn’t stop crying, she’s so big already!☹️

landonorris: you think you crying was bad???? carlos was SOBBING😭😭

carlossainz55: ok no need to air out my business like that 🙄

yourusername: yeah, amor, you were kinda sobbing in every picture 😕

carlossainz55: i can’t help it!! my princess just turned one 😞

username: carlos CRIED??

username: this is so sweet i’m gonna get diabetes

username: SHES SO CUTE

username: the fairy theme>>>

charles_leclerc: happy birthday, alma!!

alexandrasaintmleux: what a cutie, happy birthday, almita!💗

scuderiaferrari: happy 1st birthday to the princess of our garage! 👑❤️

[gadriezmannsgirl]

fermin seeing his gf interacting with the other players little kids after a match win and getting baby fever

A small blurb for this cute scenario with Fermin getting Baby Fever💖

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Celebrations were amazing and mostly when it was your team doing a celebration, they had won a 5-0 against Athletic Club and were more than excited because it meant good news on that table.

"Y/N, can we go and play?" Aitana, Araujo's babygirl said cutting your conversation with Pedri, Ferran and your boyfriend, Fermín

"Lo siento, Y/N/N. Que le he dicho que estabas ocupada pero es que te adora" (I'm sorry, Y/N/N. I told her you were busy but she adores you) You smile softly at the Uruguayo.

"No worries, you know I love being with her. Venga, Aitana" You gave her your hand "Vamos a jugar" (C'mon, Aitana. Let's play) "Excuse me, guys"

You went ahead and walked a bit further where Lewandowski's daughters were playing as well with Raphinha's wife Natalia and her son, Andreas's wife Katrine and her son along with Frenkie's fiancé, Mikky and her son, Miles. You sat on the grass with Aitana on your lap and played with her and her dolls for a while.

Without your knownledge, Fermín had zoned out from the conversation he was having with Pedri and Ferran to look at you, interacting so well with his mates children. You were laughing, joking and playing with the kids, freely rolling on the grass. Picking the kids up in your arms and swinging them from side to side.

He wanted that with you.

He wanted a half him and a half you running around your future house. He wanted to see you care and love your kid, born from the love you felt for each other. He wanted you with him always. And he wanted to go through all of his life with you by his side as his girl, as his fianceé, as his wife, his best friend, his rock, his everything.

"We get you're in love with your girl but stop looking at her like a freak" Ferrán said jokingly

"I wanna marry her and I wanna have kids with her" Fermín blurted out

"Wow" Pedri said laughing softly "We knew that but everything to its time, you know?"

"No, I mean... I know that but- I can't help but watch her with Aitana and Miles and Laura and... I don't know. I just- see my whole life with her already"

"Let's hope she thinks the same" Ferran said as Pedri hits his head

"She definitely thinks the same, Fer. No worries"

"How'd you know that?"

"Because she looks at you the same way you look at her" Pedri said shrugging and Fermin blushed

"You're in love" Ferran teased

"Shut up, cabrón!" They laughed "I would love to see you whipped for your girl"

"Shark's alone right now" Ferran smiles

"Deja la tontería que los tiburones también se enamoran" (Stop speaking nonsense Sharks also fall in love) Fermín joked

"But maybe you can start by getting a dog" Pedri said and the three of them laughed

"Yeah... We can start with that" He said watching you smile your hands into Miles hands as you walk softly with him and in that moment you turned your head around to watch him already looking at you.

You smile at your boyfriend as he smiled back and mouthed a small "Te quiero", you blushed and sent him a kiss. His heart feeling full of love and happiness.

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[tightjeansjavi]

knead

A/N: so after rewatching Narcos all weekend and staring at the screen with big ole heart eyes for the infamous Javier Peña, I decided that he, like Joel, deserves nice things 🤍

~word count: 1.2k~

Summary: Javier Peña desperately needs a fucking break and to be kinder to himself <3

Pairing | Javier Peña x f!reader

Warnings: angst, mentions of guns, cigarettes, implied death(s) due to an unsuccessful raid, established relationship, fluff, hurt and comfort, Javi is incredibly hard on himself, takes place during season 3 of Narcos, both Javi and the reader speak Spanish, reader has no physical descriptions, no age gap, +18 minors dni!

Lo entiendo, hermano. - I understand, brother.

No lo entiendes, hermano. Nadie lo entiende - You don’t understand, brother. No one does.

No tienes que esperarme despierta todas las noches, querida. Tu sueño es importante también, cariño. - You don’t have to wait up for me every night, querida. Your sleep is important too, baby.

Jav, yo quiero asegurarme de que has llegado bien a casa. - Jav, I always want to make sure you’re home safe

Javi, No tienes que disculparte por nada. Por favor, mi amor. - Javi, please don’t apologize for this. Please, my love.

Siempre tan bueno conmigo - Always good to me

Te quiero con todo lo que pueda ofrecerte, cariño - I love you with everything that I have to offer, cariño

Te quiero más a ti, Jav - I love you most, Jav.

When he comes home, he’s still in his olive green tac vest. His hair is strewn about in a sweaty mess across his face. He reeks of gunpowder, stale tobacco, and disappointment. It drips from his pores and lands in a puddle at his shoes, once shiny, now dull, scuffed and speckled in blood. A failed raid. Innocence lost, and disappointment. So much fucking dissapointment that swallows Javier Peña alive.

An anonymous tip leading to more fucking bloodshed. So much for things being done differently this time around.

A hero? Hardly.

Javier doesn’t feel like a hero. Not when all he’s done is failed over, and over again.

We’ll get them next time, Javier.

Will we?

Of course. You know the Cali Cartel like it’s the back of your hand, Peña. We’re this much closer to bringing them to justice.

Justice? He laughs. If there was any justice in this world, I would be in fucking jail right now.

Lo entiendo, hermano.

Javier laughs, voice rasped in bitterness. He swings his keys around on his pointer finger, jaw ticked, muscles aching beneath the sweat stained fabric of his shirt.

No lo entiendes, hermano. Nadie lo entiende. Javier responds coldly and unlocks his car door before climbing into the driver seat.

He thinks hard on his failure the entire drive home. He doesn’t listen to the radio. He sits in silence, puffing away on a stress cigarette even though he swore he was trying to quit.

In the lowlight from the hallway, Javier is able to make out your sleeping mass under the colorful patterned quilt on his couch. He swings the door shut softly behind him and quietly locks it.

His back and shoulders are tense, aching with each step he takes. Another jab and painful reminder of his failure tonight.

Despite Javier’s protests, you always wait for him to return home. He appreciates this more than you realize. It’s his one sense of comfort that he feels he’s undeserving of.

No tienes que esperarme despierta todas las noches, querida. Tu sueño es importante también, corazón.

Jav, yo quiero asegurarme de que has llegado bien a casa.

The worn couch cushions gradually press down from the weight of his body as he slowly sits down in the unoccupied space between your covered feet. He winces when he feels that annoying pinch in his lower back and brings his hands over his face, dragging them down over his alquine nose with a heavy sigh. He pulls out his gun, badge, cigarettes, and lighter. He tosses them onto the coffee table and leans back just as you begin to stir awake from the sound.

“Jav?” You murmur softly and subconsciously reach for him over the blanket.

“Its me, cariño.” He rasps. His hand reaches towards you in the dark, finding you soon after. He laces his fingers through yours.

“Are you okay?” You ask softly, sitting up and facing him.

“No. I’m not okay.” He admits.

“What happened?”

He looks over at you through the darkness and shrugs his shoulders. “What didn’t happen.” He clarifies. His thumb skates across the back of your hand gently.

“Do you want to talk about it?..”

“No. I just..I’m tired, querida. I’m tired of failing all the fucking time.” He sounds exhausted. You know just how much his job truly weighs on him.

“Javier, my love, you are not failing all the time. You aren’t. No one thinks that you are a failure, Jav.”

He makes a snuffling sound through his nose that comes across more like a scoff. His movements cease when he feels your freehand grasp his jaw and pull him in close. Even in the dark, your eyes are soft, gentle, and laced with concern.

“Everyone tells me that I’m a hero, cariño. I’m not a hero. I’ve never been a hero.”

“Javi, you don’t have to be a hero. People mean well with their words. I know they do, but you have to try and not let it get to you this much. Okay? Javier, you have one of the toughest jobs out there. No one but yourself is going to understand how you feel. Whatever happened tonight, does not make you a terrible person, or a failure. You’re doing everything you can to take down the Cali Cartel.” You reassure him.

“I feel like I have to be the hero. Javier Peña, the dashing DEA agent that took down Pablo Escobar.” He laughed. “Cariño, I was told that this time things would be different, but they were wrong. Everytime I try to ensure that innocent lives won’t be lost, someone gets caught in a crossfire. A civilian. A child. An unsuspecting bystander. It weighs on me. It fucking weighs on me more than I’m willing to admit.” He said in an exasperated tone.

You saw the tears begin to brew along his waterline before he even realized he was crying. You detected the strain in his voice, and sprung into action. Your hand dropped from his face only to then pull him into a hug with your hand gently cradling the back of his head and your fingers slipping through his hair, nails scratching his scalp gently in hopes to soothe him.

His arms instinctively wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his lap so he could be closer to you. His warm palms slid under the thin fabric of your shirt along your lower back and he buried his face into the crook of your neck.

“I’m sorry.” He sniffled. “I don’t want you to see me like this, cariño.”

“Javi, No tienes que disculparte por nada. Por favor, mi amor.”

“You’re so good to me.” He kisses the exposed skin on your neck, the tips of his mustache tickles you as you hug him tightly, rubbing your hands up and down his back and shoulders in a soothing motion.

“And you’re good to me, Javier. Siempre tan bueno conmigo.”

He nuzzles you affectionately, wishing he could crawl inside of you and live there forever. “Cariño, can you do something for me?” He asks softly, dragging his lips across your skin once more.

“Anything, Jav.”

“My back and shoulders are fucking killing me. Can you—” you cut him off before he even has a chance to finish his sentence.

“Of course I can.”

He breathes a sigh of relief through his nose “Gracias, cariño”

He slowly drops his arms from around your waist so he can remove his shirt. He undos each button with meticulous precision and slowly slides the fabric down from his forearms. He lays his shirt along the side of the couch while you slide into the space behind him, with your thighs wrapping around his torso. He leans back into your touch, lashes fluttering shut when your hands work their way up from his lower back, kneading the tender strained muscles there.

You work your way upwards and pay close attention to the areas where he’s feeling the most pain. He murmurs praises in both Spanish and English under his breath when you slowly and delicately work through a particular nasty knot between his shoulder blades.

Your gentle, yet firm touch sends the DEA agent into a state of bliss, and he’s putty in your hands in no time.

Your chin comes to rest along the crook of his shoulder, pressing a soft kiss along his jawline. He hums and tilts his head to the side, finding your lips in a gentle kiss. A thank you. An I love you, and an I appreciate you can be tasted through the kiss. He rests his hands along your thighs that are wrapped around him, gently kneading the soft flesh with his strong, yet gentle hands.

“Te quiero con todo lo que pueda ofrecerte, cariño”

You smile against his lips, kissing him deeper while your fingers gently brush through the wispy tendrils of hair along his forehead.

“Te quiero yo más, Jav.”

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[garpen]

a sketch!

you have me loosing my mind over them, also dick looks a little funky in this but...whatever

praying i'll have the motivation to actually finish this...

I'm literally in love with you, what??? This looks so fucking good istg 😭😭😭😭

Literally a masterpiece that speaks the language of my soul. Art is more than a gift- it’s a piece of your heart, a token of your spirit, that I will treasure always.

Can I pretty pls use this in my au 🥺🥺 if not literally That's totally fine bc I love you I love you I do. Te quiero te quiero todos los besitos (also completely take ur time to finish it. and only finish if you want. it literally looks beautiful just like this too)

You've graced my eyes with your creation and generosity. May the muses guide you, and ensure your artistic mind never fails you.

[kingalooo]

Yo Te Cuido

Miguel x fem!reader for my lovelies muah <3 Cramping as I write this but that ain’t stopping me😔🤚🏼

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Word count: 810

Proofread-ish

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Miguel, as we know, is super loving and is constantly at our beck and call. But one thing he never fails to show is his acts of service. Especially whenever you’re on your period or cramping.

When you used to live with your parents, he’d find you in your room cradled in a blanket and angry with the world. He made sure to come prepared. He would bring flowers, your favorite snacks and drinks, movies, etc.

Pampering you with kisses and holding you close (a personal heater) to ease the discomfort.

“Donde está la princesa?” He’d ask your mom as he stepped in the house with goodies for you.

Your mom sighed and shook her head. “Miguel, me la consientes mucho,” She chuckled, pointing to your bedroom door. “Se quedo dormida hace rato…”

He nodded, making his way down to your bedroom. Opening the door to see you fast asleep, he makes his way over to you, planting a kiss on your forehead before leaving the goodies next to you.

Literally you’re so lucky.

He always knew what to do. Even if you were being stubborn.

“Amor, tienes que descansar,” He’d whisper, rubbing up and down your back.

“Just say you don’t love me then,” You’d mumble against his chest, quickly flipping over so your back was facing him.

He’d laugh it off and hold you close again, whispering sweet words into your ear. Consentida much?

Sometimes it was attitude that you’d throw randomly, which he never took to heart, that made him want take care of you more.

Cause of course he didn’t want his princesa to be upset with him.

“No te quiero ver,” You would say, crossing your arms over your chest. He leaned against the entrance way of your bedroom door with a sly grin on his face. He was always amused by the way you acted, knowing you’d be upset if he left. “Enserio que estoy enojada contigo,”

He slowly exhaled.

“Amor, si me voy te vas a enojar…” He’d say, making his way over to you to hug you. You oblige instantly, tugging him closer to you.

But he couldn’t lie. He wanted to deal with the attitude in a better way.

Once you moved out of your parents home and into your own apartment it was a whole different story.

Your parents weren’t there to take care of you, instead it was him.

It didn’t take long for one of those days to have Miguel’s patience be tested.

“Que dijiste? Repítemelo.” He demanded, slamming into you mercilessly. Faced down on a pillow, moans echoed in your bedroom as Miguel gripped your hips tightly from behind. What did he say? You couldn’t even mutter a proper sentence from being too cock drunk.

“N-No~…” You’d moan, the creaking of the bed and slamming of the headboard against the wall was the only thing that you could focus on.

He didn’t like that. Pressing his chest against your back, he turns your face to look at him. “Dímelo.”

Holy shit.

Your lips fell open, wanting his lips pressed against yours, you try to lean in for a kiss. He retracts.

“No te voy a consentir hasta que me lo digas de nuevo corazón,” He said sternly as he rutted into you, each thrust deeper and faster than the other.

“Q-Que no me amas!” You cry out in pleasure, you nails digging into the covers of your bed that were now a complete mess.

“Que obediente…” He mutters as he grabs your face again and fulfills your need for his lips against yours. “Vengo a verte para que luego me salgas con esto de que no te amo? Que mala eres conmigo princesa…”

“Perdoname…” Was the only word that managed to slip from your lips.

Satisfied, he continued taking extra good care of you.

“Te amo princesa,” He groans, your cunt tightly wrapping around his cock. You looked so pretty beneath him, your little fits made him want to take you over and over. “Te amo tanto,” He moans into your ear, peppering you with kisses as he fills you completely.

It wasn’t until you laid in bed, free of cramps and thighs throbbing, that he let you rest. He took you back into his arms, pressing kisses to your forehead and cheek.

“Are you going to stay the night?…” You manage to mumble between small pants.

“Wouldn’t dream of leaving princesa,” He whispered before pressing a small kiss to your lips. You hum in approval, cuddling closer to his chest and wrapping your arms around him. “Ahora si descansa…”

“Y si no quiero?…” You whisper, your hand gliding down his chest as you look up at him with a grin.

“Princesa…” He sighs, your touch only making his need for you rise again.

And what did he do? Gave into his princess <3

[sthavoc]

Hi bestie!! Can I please request this It’s Enzo’s birthday party at a club and you’re friends but not like besties and of course you have a huge crush so during the party he tries to spend a lot of time with you and you’re like is this real? but a lot of friends and girls are congratulating him so he steps away.

So when he comes back to you he says “I know what I want as my present” and you’re nervous like ok ? and he goes “I want a kiss” so you smirk playfully and say “oh sure close your eyes” and you kiss his forehead and he looks at you like stop messing with me and you go “oh is this not what your looking for ? Maybe you want this ?” And you kiss idk his cheek and you get closer and closer to his mouth until he says “don’t tease me you’re gonna regret it “ and you’re like “prove it “

And bam. Sparks fly. 🎆🎇

My inspiration was this video honestly he looks so good ! Thank youuuuu

https://x.com/enzovarchive/status/1767580921610268732?s=46&t=RPVpXPGkWnVvjZR8AmB-Qw

🎉꡴ 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 | ENZO VOGRINCIC

·˚ ༘ pairing: enzo x fem!reader

·˚ ༘ summary: for enzo’s birthday there is only one thing he asks and wishes for, a kiss from you.

·˚ ༘ warnings: teasing.

·˚ ༘ note: guys I’m so lateeee but I still can’t believe enzo turned 31. he looks so good in that videooo. where I live it’s still enzo’s birthday so I decided to still post something. I’m so sorry if I have any grammar mistakes, I didn’t have time to proofread.

Today was Enzo’s birthday. You couldn’t help but feel the excitement pump through your veins as you stood in front of the man, your heart fluttering with joy as well. The devoted attention only made your heart go faster and the thoughts that were rambling all over your brain couldn’t be controlled.

You couldn’t believe that Enzo instead of spending his birthday dancing and hanging out with the rest of his friend group was spending it with you, out of all people. It was surprising because the both of you were not that close as much as the rest of the cast, and even if you weren’t you still couldn’t help but gain the feelings you accumulated.

“espérame tantito chiquita, ya regreso.” Enzo walked away quickly to be able to greet the people who were arriving at the club for his birthday.

He had been going back and forth in greeting, but he would always come back to you. Tons of girls were trying to flirt with him and being touchy but he would find a way to shut them out and come back to you.

You waited stirring your drink patiently with your hand resting above your chin. “No me imagine que fuera a venir demasiada gente.” His voice crashes your thoughts but immediately makes a smile appear on your lips.

“Pues te lo mereces.” The soft smile continues on your lips as you watch him, he as well smiling at you. “¿Te la estás pasando bien?”

“De masiado.” He drinks. “Pero te aseguro que to tan bien como ellos.” He points to the guys.

They were all gathered in a huge circle causing a riot. Their screams of enjoyment filled the area and the voices of singing did as well. They were for sure drunk.

“Hmm. ¿Y que te dieron?” You make a motion with your chin towards the birthday bag that he had placed over the bar table.

“Un perfume, o algo así.” He shrugged squinting his eye for a split second. His next sentence followed after a sip of his drink, something that made you think. “¿Te acordas que me preguntaste algunas veces que quería para mi cumpleaños?”

“¿Ah huh?” You nod not thinking so much about it.

His eyes stared into nothing else but your eyes. “ Ya se lo que quiero”

His look made you a tad nervous, swallowing you replied. “¿Y que es?” but his answer was the cherry on top for your nervousness.

“Un beso tuyo.” He smirked as he noticed your reaction, but you thought, two can play that game. You weren’t sure if it was the alcohol.

“¿Un beso?” Your lips reflected his smirk as you stared at him. Was he getting closer? or was it the tension that was growing?

“Sí.” He passes his tongue through his lips wetting them.

You had thought about wanting to kiss Enzo, there was no denying it. But for it to ever happen was never in your thoughts, for you guys never spoke on the daily or for hours.

The bit of alcohol you had in you was giving you the confidence you needed.

“Dale.” You nod followed by a smirk, but thought of something. “Cierra los ojos.”

He did as follows, and obviously what he didn’t see coming was that you got closer to his forehead instead of his lips. This action made his eyes instantly open and made you giggle.

Enzo let out a small sigh as he smiled again, his eyes talked more than his mouth. A look that told you he didn’t want to be messed around with anymore.

“¿Oh eso no es lo que quieres? Quizás, ¿es esto?” You let out with a hint of tease in your voice.

Your lips met his cheek but they slowly began to move towards his lips, staying close to his but not moving.

“Ya no juegues chiquita, lo vas a lamentar.” He whispered with his hot breath hitting you making you swallow.

He was challenging, and that’s what you liked about Enzo. He would prove what he was capable of doing.

“Pruébalo.” You say.

And you didn’t need to tell the man twice. His hand went towards the back of your neck pulling you towards him to cut the space that was left between the both of you. Kissing Enzo felt like a craving you were finally able to eat, a problem you were finally able to solve, and the satisfaction that came after that felt amazing.

He would constantly bite your lip but you didn’t stay behind, as so would you.

But the two of you remembered where the both of you were so you cut the kiss. Your lips couldn’t help to form a soft dumb smile, the plumpness of them was noticeable to Enzo as he passed his finger through your bottom lip, this made him bring you back for another kiss that caught you by surprise.

“Otro regalito que quería.” He whispers making the two of you chuckle.

“Feliz cumpleaños Enzo.” You looked him in the eyes as both of your hands rested on his shoulders.

To Enzo, this was the best gift he had received through the whole night because it came from you and it was you.

[tomhardymyking]

You love 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗺, and 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗺 loves you, 𝗧𝗼𝗺 🤍

I have to re-upload this edit that I made so special and of which I feel very proud ❤️

I want to watch 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 now! 𝗧𝗼𝗺 is going to give us everything in this film. But at what cost? That it will be the last solo film... 💖

I want to try not to cry but I'm going to do it anyway because it all started with 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎 1, I started following 𝗧𝗼𝗺 seriously, I fell deeply in love with him, I created this page, they are of my favourite movies, and I always waited for the years to pass so that news about sequels, photos from filming, interviews, etc. came out 💓

To think that this is going to be the last one makes my heart shrink 🥺

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Tú amas a 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗺, y 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗺 te ama a ti, 𝗧𝗼𝗺 🤍

Tengo que resubir esta edición que hice tan especial y de la que me siento muy orgullosa ❤️

¡Quiero ver ya 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎: 𝑬𝒍 Ú𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒐 𝑩𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆! 𝗧𝗼𝗺 nos lo va a dar todo en esta peli. ¿Pero a qué precio? Que será la última película en solitario... 💖

Quiero intentar no llorar pero voy a hacerlo igual porque con 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎 1 empezó todo, empecé a seguir en serio a 𝗧𝗼𝗺, me enamoré profundamente de él, creé esta página, son de mis películas favoritas, y siempre esperaba a que pasaran los años para que salieran noticias de secuelas, fotos del rodaje, entrevistas, etc. 💓

Pensar que esta va a ser la última se me encoge el corazón 🥺

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[idkwhatimdoingherehonestlyy]

Hii!! This is my first time ever requesting 😭 but i was wondering if you could do something with earth42 miles and the reader both being the prowler?!! Love the work btw😻

MILES 42 X PARTNER!READER

A/N: Heyyyy I love this idea and thank your for requesting of course I can <3

WARNING: I don't speak Spanish so I will be using google translate, lol. However, if anyone is a translator and can help me out please do!

GUYS I JUST GOT A MESSAGE FROM AN ANON TO TRY THIS NEW WEBSITE SPANISHDICT SO I WILL BE TESTING THIS OUT BUT IM STILL OPEN TO TRANSLATORS!!

BE PREPARED FOR: FLUFFFFF, KISSING, VIOLENCE, LANGUAGE, JUST ROMANTICS, AND ANGST, LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANY

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BACKSTORY:

You and Miles have been best friends since babies, given both of your parents were good friends.

As yall grew older yall started dating

When his dad died it crushed you almost just as much as it crushed him.

Miles didn't even show up to the funeral. He was in denial that his father was actually gone.

As time passed he would start canceling hangouts and dates because he had to take care of some "business" with his uncle.

He kept doing it so much to the point where you were fed up and took it into your own hands to find out what was going on.

So when school was out you followed him to his destination. Which looked like his garage?...

You ended up finding out this whole time that Miles and his uncle were in this whole "Prowler" scheme together and Miles was instructed to do all these dangerous murders missions by himself.

So you went up to his room and waited for him to come, so you could obviously confront him about it.

And there he is. Jumping through the window. So casually that you know he does it all the time.

" Hi., Miles"

He jumps startled at your unexpected appearance.

"¡Maldita mamá no me asustes así! ¡Y qué estás haciendo aquí!"

"Care to explain why you're jumping through your own window at 3am?" You question already knowing the answer just trying to see what he's gonna come up with.

He gives you that look knowing that you know what he's been up to.

"Bebé, escúchame yo-."

"YOU'RE THE PROWLER? AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME SHIT? THE FUCK KINDA BOYFRIEND ARE YOU MILES?" You are now angry, rage immediately taking over you.

"I did it to protect you, this is a dangerous job and I can't have you involved in this. No puedo perderte como lo perdí ma." He states in an almost whispering tone looking down at you.

"But that's the issue. I CAN help you, Miles, you can't keep doing this alone, just let me help you, por favor eres mi corazón y quiero ayudar! You plead to him. Your throat choking back sobs. Tears falling down your face.

He quickly opens his arms wide to trap you in a bear hug.

"Ok ok mami. Deja de llorar está bien. Puedes ayudarme shh está bien

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NOW TIME FOR THE ACTUAL HEADCANNONS:

• Even though you guys technically are partners now, he'll make you stay behind on certain missions depending on how dangerous they are. He'll be damned if he lets you get seriously injured.

• He's always patching you up and taking care of you every time you get hurt

"Oww Miles! That one hurt worse than the others"

He chuckles at your pouting

"Lo siento mami tienes una más solo sé una buena chica y respira estarás bien"

• He definitely designs your costume for you, out of your favorite colors and a heart symbol, which represents his love for you (awhhhhh ^-^)

• Kisses before you leave for missions because its a way of saying "I love you"

• If Aaron tries to make you go on a mission and makes Miles stay back he gets angry and flips out, and definitely doesn't do it

"¿Qué quieres decir? ¡Joder, no! ¡Ella no puede estar jodidamente sola, no! ¡No me importa!"

• In conclusion, yall are a great duo!

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Could you maybe do an angst abt O’Hara and reader but they have a kid and in their universe the kid gets sadly killed and reader blames herself for not being able to save her while Miguel is fighting the villain but she wake up 😧 and Miguel starts to comfort her abt her dream

Promises

Soft Miguel ):, fluff and angst, miguel being the best girl dad ever, I love this song sm you guys don’t understand Mac Demarco is the best

“Alright, alright, c’mon, we gotta go back home. It’s getting late. Papa will be home.” You said, looking down at your daughter as you held hee hand.

“Yay!!” She said, and smiled.

You didn’t actually know if he’d actually be home, but it was the only way she would listen. She loved you, of course she did, but she really loved her dad.

“Mama, you don’t need to hold my hand. I’m a big girl.” She huffed. She was only 6, growing up too quick.

“Alright then, big girl.” You let go of her hand as you guys walked towards the apartment.

Once you reached it, you opened the door and Gabriella walked inside first, you shut the door and looked around the apartment. He wasn’t here.

You frowned, and sighed.

“Mama, I thought you said that Papa would be here…?” She looked at you.

“He’ll be back soon-“ as soon as you said the words, the door opened behind you. He carried a bag of groceries in with him.

“Papa!” She yelled, running up to him with a huge smile. Her growing fangs on display.

He smiled at her tiredly, picking her up. “Someone’s happy.” He laughed and kissed her forehead.

“And look at that, your fangs are growing.” He said, looking at her teeth.

“They are, and soon I’ll be just like you daddy.” She giggled as she got put down on the floor.

“Look what I got..” he pulled out a tub of ice cream, looking at you and back at Gabriella with a smirk.

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Miguel tucked in Gabriella, kissing her forehead again.

“Buenas noches. Que sueñes con los angelitos.”

(Good night. Sweet dreams.)

“Buenas noches. Te quiero papá.”

(Good night. I love you dad.)

He smiled and turned to leave the room. You were waiting outside the door.

You both went into your guy’s room, and slipped out of your clothes and into pajamas, which was sweatpants and an old t-shirt for him.

You both went into the bed, and talked for a while. Laughing and just enjoying each other.

“Goodnight, my love.” He mumbled.

“Goodnight.” You kissed him, and you soon fell asleep.

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The rain pounded on the window outside, the man holding Gabriella held a gun to her head. You cried and begged for him to stop, as the other man held his arms around your neck.

“One step and I’ll shoot her.” He said, looking at Miguel. Miguel looked at you and then back at his daughter.

He looked back at Gabi, eyes red under his mask, and fangs full on showing. He ran over to her, when a loud ‘bang!’ Was heard.

All you could see was Miguel scream “Gabi!” And then run after the man, before you woke up.

You quickly sat up, looking around and breathing heavily.

Miguel was still sleeping, and you had to just look. Just in case.

You quietly walked out to your daughters room. Heart thumping against your chest. What if the dream was a sign? What if she really isn’t there? You peeked into the door, and she was still there. Thank god.

You sighed in relief and went back to the room. Miguel started to stir when you went back into the bed. You sat up and stared at the wall for a while, just thinking. It was just a dream, but still, it could be real.

“Y/n.. What’s wrong..?” He mumbled in a raspy voice when he stirred awake, and looked at you. You looked at him.

“Nothing. I just had a dream.” You mumbled, and laid down again.

He put his arm up, and leaned his head against it.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s just… in the dream.. Some guy had Gabi, and then he..”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“But Gabi’s still here, isn’t she?”

“Yeah…”

“Exactly. She’s fine, and she will be fine. I’ll always be here to protect the both of you, and i’d never let anything happen to you.”

“Promise..?”

“Promise.” He smiled at you, and grabbed your cheeks, you both kissed.

“Now go back to sleep. Love you.” He said, laying down again.

“Love you.” You smiled at him, and laid down as well.

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[bl00dsuccker]

beginning, middle, end - e-42!miles

100% based of the iconic A Different World wedding scene

if you haven’t watched it, what are you doing with your life??

posting another ver for e-1610!miles because i love both of my bookies 😚

warning: google translated spanish

got spiderverse themed divider from @//saradika

even though it’s not implied, this was written with a black!reader in place so take that as you will <3

this is the song the title is based off of, you don’t have to listen to it but i love it

what were you doing? why were you doing this ?

you’d bullshitted your way into a relationship that served more harm than it did good. it was just supposed to be a placeholder, it was supposed to make him jealous, make him come to his senses instead of the usual, you going to him. you wanted it differently, but when 1 month turned into 1 year and that turned into 3…you knew he wasn’t going to come to you. he didn’t care as much as you thought or maybe his ego

the walk down the aisle was heart wrenching, and agonizingly slow. the big dress you wore felt like one hundred bricks and the eyes of everyone on you in the altar made it all the more worse. you had to force yourself to control your breathing as you neared your groom.

you want this. you want this. you want this.

you do not want this.

you want something completely different. you want someone completely different.

“you look beautiful, my love.” your groom said as he smiled. the name sounded so much different in english.

you gave him a small smile, not wanting to use your voice.

the preacher went on and on, the usual stuff about weddings and holy matrimony, but all you could think about was the man that you were not marrying, the man who had too much pride to right his wrongs, the man who gave you a goddamn headache, the man you wanted to just strangle until he got his sense returned to him, the man whose smile was very rare to see but when you did see it, you wanted to cherish it forever.

goddamnit, you weren’t supposed to be thinking about him at your own wedding! you weren’t supposed to be thinking about any man at your wedding.

“i do.” your groom answered the preacher.

shiiiit.

the preacher turned to you and began to talk about sickness and in health for richer for poor the who spiel and all you could hear was your beating heart and then silence, complete silence. no preacher talking, no talking of the vows, just eerie silence.

“baby?” the groom asked as he looked at his fiancée.

you snapped out of your trance to look at him, “hm?” you asked.

“are you okay?” he muttered.

no, you weren’t okay, but how could you tell your groom that? what could you even blame it on? cold feet? wedding day jitters? miles? no. you couldn’t blame it on anything. anything but being in love with someone other than your fiancée.

the more you went on being silent, the congregation started to murmur amongst themselves. whispers of ‘will she, won’t she’ and many other murmurs that were driving you crazy.

“what’s going on?”

“yeah!”

“are you gonna marry the guy or what?!”

the voices made you more anxious, the thought of speaking right now sent shockwaves through your body and you felt your mind start to race—

“will you, ma?”

a voice louder than the rest spoke out. the voice you’d been waiting to hear for 3 years, the voice you’d heard in your dreams, the voice you had reminisced about, daydreamed about. you turned around to make sure you weren’t dreaming him, and thank god you weren’t.

even at a wedding, he still donned his limited edition jordan’s he never looked finer in a suit and tie.

“te amo, hermosa y si me tienes, quiero que seas mi esposa. sé que no estuve allí, lo siento por no venir, antes era demasiado orgullosa pero no puedo vivir sin ti, hermosa, estaré mejor—” (i love you, beautiful and if you'll have me, i want you to be my wife. i know i wasn't there, i'm sorry for not coming around, i was too prideful before but i can't live without you, hermosa, i'll be better—)

“what is he even saying? get him out of here!” your groom yelled as a bunch of his groomsmen went to go grab miles.

“i’m telling her she don’t need to be with your ugly ass—get the hell off me!” miles yelled out and a slur or curses in spanish. you were so far in your mind that you hadn’t noticed miles’ uncle, aaron, getting up to defend his nephew.

miles had yelled your name as they all pushed him backwards, towards the door.

“will you have me, miles, as your lawfully wedded husband from this day forth? to have and to hold in richer for poorer? baby please, please!”

“i do!” you blurted out, not even needing time to think about your answer. the whole congregation gasped.

“what?” your groom looked at you, wide eyes. he tugged your arm so that you’d focus on him instead of miles who was no longer being pushed toward the door but instead he was breathing heavy and staring at you while the men that had tried to drag him out had stopped to look at you, all eyes were on you and this time, and it didn’t feel anxiety inducing.

“she said ‘i do’!” someone from the congregation yelled.

“but who the hell to?” someone else replied

“i…i’m sorry. i can’t marry you.” the emphasis on ‘you’ should have told him everything you need to know. you looked back at miles and tugged your arm away from your wilted groom.

miles had tugged himself away from the groomsmen & stared at you. you practically ran to him as you wrapped your arms around his neck and locked your lips together. he’d wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you up and turning you around.

to your surprise, most of the congregation applauded in celebration while the others left with the groom.

“well, is someone getting married or what?!” the preacher questioned.

“we are.” miles responded back as pulled away from you and set you down, grabbing your hand & making your way to the altar.

“by the power vested in me i now pronounce you man and wife you—“ miles had already leaned you over to kiss you before the preacher could finish his sentence. “—may now kiss the bride.” the preacher finished quickly. everyone clapped and cheered, you could see the cameras flash behind your closed eyes.

now this is what you wanted.

miles pulled you back up & looked at you with such love and affection.

“mi esposa.” he said to you before picking you up bridal style, causing you to giggle, and taking off down the altar.

this is definitely what you wanted.

©️ 2023 BL00DSUCCKER

[komipacket]

knock knock knock hi im curious to know more about your au with charlie as a fish… is he like a triton? a merman? a siren? what kind of fish is he? how’d he and mariana meet? sorry im just silly about slimeriana sooooo :3

OH DAMN MY GUY you asked me the right thing! I can talk about this AU for HOURS! Anyways, the whole idea is that some characters are sea creatures some people. The main characters are Charlie and Mariana (OF COURSE lmao)

[sorry ill reuse some stuff from my other post]

Charlie is a moray eel merman, so hes a carnivore. Also (remembering one chuckle sandwich episode) he has a second smaller set of teeth. His tail is really long and massive and he has some fins on his body.

So now its time for the story!

Mariana was a simple fisher doing some different little jobs connected with the sea. Basically he and his best friend Roier were sailing around different places delivering things or selling fish. Everything they could to make money yk. One day something really unsual happens. Their net caught something big and heavy. At first he fears it's a shark, that would be bad. But then... Mariana realises its literally A MERMAN he looks at him in shock like what the hell. At the same time Charlie is SCARED looking at the fisherman like in "i guess ill die" way.

He had heard of mermaids and mermen, but he always considered them a myth. He had seen a megalodon, he had seen a kraken, but not them.

Mariana sighs. If he brought him to the port. He will become a rich man, a lucky man. But….something inside unpleasantly gnawed at his heart

The guy took out a knife

"Hoy es tu día de suerte, muchacho." (Today is your lucky day, guy.)

He went to the net and cut the ropes to let Charlie go. The creature's pupils narrowed as it looked at the knife, but then the words caught it off guard. Once the ropes were cut enough to get out, Charlie looked at Mariana in genuine surprise, and then with one movement he dived sharply into the water. He quickly disappeared from sight into the depths.

"¡Oye, qué estás cortando ahí! ¡Сomprarás una red nueva!" (Hey, what are you cutting there! You'll have to buy a new net!)

An old friend of Mariana's comes up from behind. Very annoying and completely useless. However, better than alone. Roier chuckled and looked at the net with confusion.

Mariana winced, turning around and looking at Roier

"si…si si! Se acaba de formar un nudo, ¡así que lo corté! ¿Ya has revisado las velas? Pensé que estaban rotos" (Yeah…yeah, that's right! There was just a knot here, so I cut it! Have you checked the sails yet? I thought they were damaged)

Royer picks his ear with his little finger and glances at the sails.

"No, servirá. ¡Veo una buena capturado!" The guy smiles, "¡Ya quiero ir pronto a la orilla! ¡Y a la barra! Espero que estés conmigo, ¿eh?"

(Nah, they're fine. I see there's a good catch today! I wanna to go to the shore as soon as possible! And to the bar! I hope you're with me, huh?)

Roier playfully pokes Mariana with his elbow and giggles mysteriously. It seems he already had plans on where to spend all the money.

The return to the shore turns out to be quite calm. Seagulls occasionally screamed over the ship and the scorching sun forced their eyes to close from the bright light. Only rare dull knocks under the ship raised some questions. Perhaps it was some garbage there…

Charlie swam on the heels of the ship. At first, he thought of hiding at the bottom and never returning close to the surface of the water again. But then the beautiful face of the fisherman flashed in his head and the merman, as if enchanted, swam closer to the surface to look at the man again. He let him go. It was so sweet of him. The last time he saw people, they either screamed in horror or tried to kill him. And this one… is different. Maybe this is a chance? Charlie really decided to watch his new acquaintance for a while… Just… Out of interest…

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So that was their first meeting. After that Charlie swam after them and basically stalked Mariana for some time lmao. There's a lot of things happening in this AU. I made it up with my close friend Cherry and we really enjoy it. If you wanna learn more about this story just let me know!

So yeah sorry for my spanish i used translator hope it's not mierda yk

Must adress that later in the story there's one OC that becomes another daughter to Slime and Mariana (Yes we also have flippa too), but basically all the characters are from MC RP thingy there's qsmp mainly but somehow we have Schlatt as the villain pirate lmao anyways, it's pretty funny

[lewisvinga]

lagunas | carlos sainz x latina! reader

summary; fans finally the dots between y/n’s latest single and carlos’ strange caption ( similar plot to like a damn sociopath!)

fc; karol g MI REINA

warnings; ?

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1

notes; requested ! used lagunas by peso pluma y jasiel núñez! but pretend it’s a girl / karol g who sings it lolllll, but i hope carlos has a fast n easy recovery!!

masterlist !

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liked by kaliuchis, alexandrasaintmleux, and others !

yourusername: little surprise para ustedes [for you] 🥹 my new single lagunas is out on all streaming platforms !🌷 huge thank you to the person who inspired me to write this song! guess listening to your family was worth it for me to write my new favorite song!😁❤️❤️

username: EL QUE?? [what]

username: QUEEN W A NEW SONGGG

username: esperaaaa [wait], why is this song so sad

username: wdym by listening to your family was worth it🤨🤨 his family don’t like u mi reina?? [my queen] , i know a friend of a friend 🤨

kaliuchis: como siempre [like always], AMAZING 🌷💗💗

yourusername: ❤️💗💗

username: y nado entre lagunas en mi mente [and i swim in between the lagoons of my mind] 😣 so true mi reina so true

username: ugh she’s gorgeous

username: her voice in this song ☹️ wonder who her ex is bc she never said anything abt him but clearly she cared for him a lot ☹️

username: tbh i think he didn’t care for her as much bc she said he listened to his family lol, if u truly cares for ur gf u wouldn’t leave her no matter what

username: SOOO TRUE

alexandrasaintmleux: amazing amazing 🥹🫶

yourusername: gracias, amor😣💗 [thank you, love]

username: ariana what are u doing here

username: MAYBE LAGUNAS IS ABT A DRIVER?? CARLOS??

username: look at my moot yall, they’re delusional 😹

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liked by charles_leclerc, landonorris, and others !

carlossainz55: tal vez en otra galaxia sí fue diferente. [maybe in another galaxy it was different]

username: whats bro waffling abt

username: why are u using mothers song are ur caption….

charles_leclerc: deep

landonorris: so true

carlossainz55:🤨

username: i know charles can’t keep his mouth shut bc how’d pierre know abt lewis before the news?? SPILL LECLERC.

username: nah i think lando is more likely and i know he knows something. lando, you better start talking NOW

landonorris: i plead the fifth 😇😇😇

username: he looks soooo fine wait

username: carlos in his aesthetic era

username: why’d he use the part of the song where she sounded the most sad?

username: okay lagunas has to 100% be about carlos

username: esp when she said in her caption, that he listened to his family and broke up w her, sorry but i can see him doing that

username: he fumbled the baddest bitch, la bichota, rip carlos 🕊️🕊️

username: ughhhhh if carlos n y/n were fr a couple, they would’ve been the finest couple 😫

username: bro whatd u do for her to write and sing lagunas …..

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yourusername uploaded to their story !

[caption 1; bueno… <well>] [caption 2; mi hombre siempre <my man always> ❤️]

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liked by yourusername, charles_lecler , and others !

carlossainz55: ya volví a besar tu frente y en esta galaxia , yo te quiero más que cualquier cosa en este mundo . [i kissed your forehead again and in this galaxy, i love you more than anything in this world.]

tagged; yourusername

yourusername: mi corazón , como te quiero 🥹💗[my heart, how i love you]

carlossainz55: te quiero, nena❤️ and i was stupid for letting people tell me who to love

username: WHATTTT

username: omg my parents

username: los amo 😞 [i love them]

username: gosh she’s GORGEOUS

username: i seem to have missed the carlos and y/n lore WHAT

charles_leclerc: finally mate😕

landonorris: i was sick of his moping when it was his fault 🙄🙄

carlossainz55: ok ok i learnt my lesson….

yourusername: oh tell me more

charles_leclerc: was surprised he didn’t run out of tears 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

username: NOT CHARLES AND LANDO EXPOSING CARLOS LMFAOOO😭😭

alexandrasaintmleux: ferrari girlies are gonna be reunited again!😫💗💗

yourusername: making ferrari latinos one wag at a time 😝

username: ok spaniard u won this time….

username: so he IS for the latinas iktr 😫😫🙏

username: still gonna stream lagunas tho😝

[frank2blonded]

‣ bipolar

𝓟airing ↳ 42!Miles Morales X F!Reader

𝓘𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 .. just a girl in the world who misses her ex.

𝓦arnings .. angst , short story

𝓐uthor's note .. i'm back!! the story is based off the song bipolar by peso pluma

prometi que iba a olvidarte,

i promised that i was going to forget you

You listened along to that line, thinking about him as Peso Pluma was singing that. How ironic.

You and Miles broke up 2 months ago.

After the break up, you tried focusing on yourself, your grades, and your friends. After all, you're only 16.

But when it's late at night, you think about the night he broke up with you.

You both had just went back home after a long day of hanging out with each other. Laughing and having a good time.

He suddenly got quiet. His face looked more serious. You noticed this, so you asked him if something was wrong.

"Hey, are you okay?" You rested your hand on his back.

He was silent again.

"I'm.." He didn't finish his sentence. It looked like he couldn't bring himself to say the rest of the words.

"You're..?" You chuckled a bit, but inside you were worried. Scared.

..

"I'm breaking up with you."

Those words.

You felt like you just got stabbed. Your stomach was turning. He said it with such a calm voice. The same voice that would say 'I love you.'

Your hand went back into your lap. You gulped. What were you supposed to do? Or say?

"Wh-" You stopped yourself. If you opened your mouth again, you would only burst into tears.

You took deep breaths. Your heart was racing. Was it something you did? What did you do? You thought you were the perfect girlfriend.

Slowly, tears were running down your face. You were starting to ruin your makeup. But you quickly wiped them off.

"Is it something I did?" You said, your voice being shaky.

"I'm sorry." Was he being serious? That's all he could say right now? He had to be kidding.

The silence in between the two expanded. You suddenly got up, getting your stuff from his room. Miles watched your every move. He saw you grabbing the plushies you bought him. The basket that you gave him for Valentines. The necklace and bracelet he gave you was now placed on his desk.

He walked into the room as you were still looking around. "You aren't gonna try to fight for us?" He asked. You paused. What?

"There's no way you just asked me that question." You couldn't even turn around to look at him in the eyes. "I'm bein' deadass."

"I'm not going to try and fight for someone who clearly wants nothing to do with me now." You stood on business.

But you wish you had said more.

pero me fallé, yo te volví a buscar

but i failed, i looked for you again

You did, you tried looking for Miles in every new guy that you met. None of them worked out, cause you just ended up ghosting them anyways. You felt so guilty trying to look for the right man when you know the one that you want the most is Miles.

porque por las noches yo fui débil

because at night i was weak

You couldn't help yourself but to stalk him again on another account. He hasn't been posting much. Maybe it's because he misses you too and he's sad? No. Don't be delusional. But.. what if?

y no puda evitar llamar a tu celular

and i couldn't avoid calling your phone

You went to your contacts to see his as 'my stinky boyfriend 💙❤️‼️' You couldn't change it, You always felt like you can still have another chance. You stared at the call button.

…

Ugh, fuck it. You brought the phone up to your ear as it was ringing. A few rings were heard and then it stopped. He didn't answer. (but that's what you thought.)

perdón, no lo sabes

sorry, you don't know

Then you heard a familiar voice. "Hello?" The deep, raspy voice that made you literally melt. "Miles?" You responded, with the biggest fucking smile on your face. "Y/N?" You heard him scoff a bit. "Why are you calling me?" You sighed, you were silent. After what seemed like forever, you finally said something,

pero yo te quiero con el corazón

but i love you with my heart

"I miss you Miles." Your stomach was turning. Why'd you say that? Oh my gosh. Fuck. He's silent.

"Yeah.. I-.."

"I miss you too, mami." You smiled. Your cheekbones started hurting. You almost started crying.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

…

"Can I come over?" You looked down at your clothes, then to your hair in the mirror. You sighed, "Yeah."

te quiero con el corazón.

i love you with my heart.

You waited for a bit to hear the rhythmic knock on your window. You immediately went to the window and opened it to see his face. He smiled at you and went inside your room. You didn't say anything, just stayed silent and admired each other. Even though you looked like total shit. He then hugged you, long and hard. You missed his touch. You melted into his lean body and smelled that cologne he always wears. You missed this.

"Gosh, you don't know how much I missed being with you." You whispered. You were both then looking into each other's eyes and your eyes were a bit teary. "Oh, trust me, I can tell." He joked as he was hearing the song playing. You both laughed.

The night ended well, and the morning was even better, feeling his strong arms around you.

[tightjeansjavi]

suave

A/N: the Javier Peña brain rot is in full swing! Mans just deserves all the simple pleasures in life including face masks, a bath with his lover, and fresh fruit 🤍 thank you @angelofsmalldeath-codeine for betaing and translating! You already know how much I adore you, cariño ;)

~word count: 1.3k~

Summary: a glimpse of a self care evening with your boyfriend Javier Peña

Pairing | Javier Peña x f!reader

Warnings: domestic fluff, established relationship, mentions of alcohol and cigarettes, no age gap, intimacy, implied smut, Javier is in love, both the reader and Javier speak fluent Spanish, grumpy!javi, reader has no physical descriptions, +18 minors dni!

Espero que tengas razón, querida - I hope you’re right, darling

Bésame, Javier - Kiss me, Javier

Te quiero, mi corazón - I love you, my heart.

Te quiero, Jav - I love you, Jav

¿De verdad tengo elección, hermosa? - Do I really have a choice, hermosa?

¿Te metes en la bañera conmigo, querida? - Are you going to join me in the tub, darling?

Mmm, paciencia, mi amor - Mhm. Patience, my love

¿Confías en mí, no? - You trust me, don’t you?

Pues claro que confío en ti, querida - Of course I trust you, darling

Relájate - Relax

¡Joder! Esto está más frío de lo que me esperava - Fuck! That is colder than I was expecting

Sí lo es, pero es un frío resfrecante, ¿no? - It is, but it’s a refreshing cold, no?

Eres tan preciosa, cariño. Pero esto huele raro, y hace cosquillas - You’re so beautiful, baby. But this stuff smells funny, and it tickles

Muy guapo, Javi - Very handsome, Jav

Muy americano - Very American

Juguetona - Tease

Te necesito, hermosa. Por favor. - Need you, gorgeous. Please

¿Me puedes leer un poco, amor - Will you read to me, lover?

Pero estás tan guapo con las gafas puestas, Jav - But you look so handsome in them, Jav

Y me los pongo sólo para ti, querida - And I wear them just for you, darling

Javier Peña almost never finds the time to relax. That is until you have something to say about it. Your boyfriend believes that self care comes in the shape of a bottle, lighter, and cigarette pack. Your definition of self care is vastly different, but Javier is always a good sport, even if he’s reluctant at first.

“Hermosa, I’m failing to understand how this shit that you wanna put on my face is supposed to be relaxing.” He grumbles and drags his hand through water being filled in the tub. He’s careful to not accidentally light himself on fire due to the surrounding candles that were lit for an added ambience.

“Javier, this ‘shit’ is relaxation in a jar, guapo.” You sit along the edge of the tub with the homemade face mask resting in your lap.

He looks over at you, a few wispy strands of hair fall over his face and you reach over to gently brush them away. He catches your hand gently and pressed his plush lips to the underside of your fingertips. The trimmed hairs on his mustache lightly tickles your skin. He chuckles, eyes meeting yours.

“Espero que tengas razón, querida.”

You smile softly at him as he affectionately kisses your fingertips. You lean in close, nose brushing against his and whisper, “Bésame, Javier.”

He gently guides your fingers to rest along his sharp jawline before he closes the short gap between you and kisses you sweetly. If Javier Peña didn’t have such a demanding job, he would spend all day kissing you like this.

When he pulls away you bring your finger to the tip of his nose and lightly boop it. His face scrunches inwards at your affection.

“Te quiero, mi corazón.”

He always makes a point to tell you that he loves you. It’s important to him, and everything that he believes in. You’re special to him, and if that means he has to put up with a bit of pampering just to see you smile? So be it.

“Te quiero, Jav.” You peck his lips once more before pulling away. “Ready for some self care?”

“¿De verdad tengo elección, hermosa?”

“No.” You grin.

Soon after your dashing DEA agent is stripped down and relaxing comfortably in the tub with his arms resting on either side of the smooth porcelain. The decor in your shared bathroom reflects both of your personalities. Bright, bold, yet comforting. You and Javier both share a deep love for houseplants so it comes as no surprise that your shared bathroom is like a mini version of the Colombian rainforest.

“¿Te metes en la bañera conmigo, querida?” He asks while watching you pull the hem of your shirt over your head.

“Mmm, paciencia, mi amor.”

He huffs at this and settles deeper into the warm water and surrounding bubbles.

Once you’re undressed, you gather up yours and Javi’s clothes and fold them in a neat pile on the closed toilet seat.

He lets out a relaxed hum when he’s finally graced by your familiar presence in the tub while you situate yourself between his strong thighs. You wrap your legs around his torso, your stomach lightly pressed against his as his arms loop around your waist, hands splayed against your lower back. His thumbs gently tracing patterns along your spine as you unscrew the cap on the face mask jar.

“It’s going to feel a bit cold at first, Jav. But I promise you that it’s nice and relaxing. “¿Confías en mí, no?”

“Pues claro que confío en ti, querida.”He nods with a smile tugging against his lips.

You kiss the corner of his mouth before dipping your fingers into the jar collecting a bit of the paste. “Good boy. Close your eyes, okay? Relájate.” You whisper.

Javi’s lashes flutter shut just as you begin to apply the mask to his skin. He makes a grumbled sound from how cold it feels. It’s refreshing, in a sense. But the DEA agent isn’t quite ready to admit that yet.

“¡Joder! Esto está más frío de lo que me esperava.” He hissed between his clenched teeth.

“Sí lo es, pero es un frío resfrecante, ¿no?”

He begrudgingly agrees.

You’re careful to make sure that none of the product accidentally gets into his mustache. He peeks an eye open to see just how focused you are on applying this mask, and his heart swells.

“Javier.” You playfully chide.“No mires.”

He chuckles and slowly lets his hands rest along your hips now and pulls you in closer.

“Eres tan preciosa,cariño. Pero esto huele raro, y hace cosquillas.”

You fight the urge to roll your eyes at his playful complaining and finish applying the mask. “Muy guapo, Javi.”

“Now it’s your turn to relax, hermosa.” He releases you from his gentle grip and takes the jar from your hands. He brings it up to his nose and takes a quick sniff, shaking his head and muttering under his breath.

“Strawberries? Muy americano.” He teases.

“Says the man who sometimes uses my strawberry scented body wash.” You tease back.

He huffs at this, shaking his head as he looks at you. It’s in that moment that you wish you had a camera just so you could take a picture of him.

“Because it smells like you, querida.” He whispers and begins to gently apply the face mask. His touch is gentle, delicate and even though he tells you to close your eyes, you keep them open just so you can stare at his beautiful face.

While the face masks dry, you find yourself feeding Javier pieces of fruit that you cut up earlier. He makes a suggestive comment of wanting to eat you instead, but you decline and place another sliver of ripe mango between his perfect kissable lips. A bit of juice rolls down the corner of his lips and chin and before he can wipe it away, you lean in and playfully lick up the stray drops.

“Juguetona.” He mutters.

By the time Javier has gotten his fill of fruit, the masks are completely dry and you both gently begin to wash them off. Once your skin is bare, he wastes no time with molding his lips against yours while your arms drape around his neck, fingers sliding through the back of his hair.

“Te necesito, hermosa. Por favor.” He pants softly against your lips.

So, you let him have you.

You don’t think you’ve ever loved a man more than you love Javier Peña when he insists on getting out of the tub first just so he can wrap you up in a towel. He even lets you apply moisturizer to his face before you find yourselves in bed at last.

He’s having his bedtime cigarette while you’re reading your book with your head resting comfortably against his chest.

“Jav?” You ask softly.

“Yes, querida?” He tilts his chin down so he can look at you and blows the smoke off to the side.

“¿Me puedes leer un poco, amor?”

He’s already reaching for your book and gently plucking it from your hands. He knows how much you love his voice, and he’s happy to oblige. He however, hates his reading glasses with a passion, and thinks he looks silly in them. But for you, he’ll do anything to make you happy.

“Hate the way these silly things look on my face.” He huffs as he adjusts his reading glasses on his face.

“Pero estás tan guapo con las gafas puestas, Jav.”

He finishes off his cigarette and douses it in the bedside ashtray before his attention focuses on you once more. His freehand drops down to your face, cupping your jaw gently as he leans down. He kisses you sweetly as his thumb brushes across your cheekbone.

“Y me los pongo sólo para ti, querida.”

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