#your boyfriend's here

[encantosimpshey]

❥ 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈

MIRABEL WATCHED CAMILO pace back and forth, waiting for him to calm down.

"Should I give her a good-bye bouquet with a hidden letter telling her to visit again soon? I could add that she could bring her dad the next time... No I can't do that- I don't even know what her favorite flowers are! Maybe I should just beg her sister to act sick so Eliana would stay for a few more days? Should I pretend to be sick-? That seems like the better option... I am a good actor after all..."

Annoyed at his rambling, Mirabel finally spoke up, "What are you even doing? Stop being a dramatic teen for a second, Mr. Head-over heels, and think like a 27-year-old!"

She pointed out the window where they could see Eliana crouching in front of two girls. She was on her way back to Casita when she was stopped by the two to say hi.

"Look. What do you see?" She huffed impatiently.

He looked and suddenly, his racing thoughts cleared and all he could think of was her. The way her eyes caught the light, making them sparkle like stars. The way her bangs swayed gently with the wind. The small, beautiful smile on her face...

Camilo sighed, his lips quirking up to form a small smile of adoration as he forgot why he was told to look at Eliana in the first place. She was just so... breathtaking.

Mirabel face-palmed at her primo's simping and the loud smack snapped the said simp back to his senses.

"What was the question?" He tried to reply like he hadn't just been goggling at Eliana. 

The other rolled her eyes and made him face the window again. "You like looking at her a lot, yes? So what do you see she enjoys?"

Camilo peered harder at the scene. He stayed silent for a second before abruptly whirling back at Mirabel.

"Kids!" He puffed his chest, proud he was able to figure it out so quickly.

Mirabel snorted at his reply, "There will be plenty of time for making kids after you confess, bozo!"

Just realizing what he implied, Camilo turned red and started to sputter nonsense to defend himself. Mirabel cleared her throat to stop herself from laughing her ass off and most likely get Eliana's attention, and to cut her cousin's idiot rambling off. As endearing as it was to see him be all clumsy, goo-goo eyed, tongue-tied, and so not his usual confident, sassy self, he needed to focus.

"I meant magic you fool! She enjoys doing magic! And what's the basic principle of magic?" She looked at the other gaping dumbly in reply and threw her hands up in exasperation. "Element of surprise! The basic principle of magic is the element of surprise! So plan her a surprise! Like a-"

"Surprise picnic! Yeah- and- and I'll make it so I can confess then too!" Camilo said proudly, as if he was the one who came up with the idea.

Mirabel rolled her eyes again but smiled. "Yea-"

Squeals and a sudden thud interrupted her. The two whipped towards the door that used to be closed. Now it was wide-open and four fully grown women piled on the floor, each groaning at the weight on top of them.

Camilo's demeanor suddenly shifted as he crossed his arms and stared them down with the "I-caught-you-in-4k" look.

Carmen chuckled despite being under Luisa's crushing weight. "When's the wedding?"

✦ ✦ ✦

Soon, Casita was once again bustling with activity as everyone pitched in to help Camilo, whether he accepted it or not, with his surprise picnic. 

In short, it was chaotic.

When he went out to find a nice spot for the picnic, he instead found his hermanito talking to a bunch of fireflies.

"Hey Tonio! Whatcha up to?" He placed an arm over Antonio's shoulder as he watched the fireflies fly in different directions but were somehow still synchronized.

"Teaching the fireflies a choreography for when you bring Eliana to the field behind the house! You planned to have the picnic there right? And at night?" The teen kept asking questions, not actually stopping to let his brother answer. 

"Camilo! Great timing. Come here." Carmen waltzed in between them, grabbed his arm and dragged him away. Camilo looked back to see his brother chatting with the fireflies again, not minding that his brother got kidnapped in front of his eyes or that he wasn't able to answer any of his questions.

She made him sit on the grass then sat opposite of him and pulled out a music sheet from her dress pocket. "You don't have to thank me for this because I already know I'm awesome but I need you to tell me how awesome this is." Once she finished smoothing the sheet out, the musician positioned her guitar on her lap and started playing.

Carmen didn't even finish strumming the first line when Camilo stopped her. "Yeah, sounds great- but what's this for?"

"You can't have a romantic evening when the atmosphere's not right. Playing nice background music will solve that. That's why they play music in restaurants." She deadpanned.

Before he could reply, her lips twitched to form a smirk, "Seems like all these years of staying single lowered your IQ on these things... And weren't you the one who claimed love made people dumber because they use their heart, not head?" By now, Carmen's smirk grew to a shit-eating grin as she enjoyed seeing him eat his past words.

"I-"

"Milo! Hey! Mind if I borrow him a bit, Armie?" Mirabel called out, walking as fast as a pregnant lady could. Her husband followed after her, looking very concerned. He wanted to carry her to her destination to avoid tiring her out but Mirabel ran off before he could even take a step.

The next thing Camilo knew, he was being dragged back in the house, to the kitchen where his Tía and Mirabel bombarded him with questions about what food he planned to make for Eliana. 

They were just supposed to help him, but obviously, he ended up being the one helping them cook the Chuleta Valluna, Buñuelos, Aborrajado, Patacones con Hogao, Empanada and of course, Arepas.

He would've been more pushy about cooking the menu himself but they bullied him (mostly Mirabel) into letting them make sure he doesn't burn the kitchen, aka do most of the cooking themselves.

In their defense, he wouldn't be focused enough to cook everything with little mistakes because his papi, Tío, primos en ley y cuñado were all in the kitchen too, trying to give him love advice while he was being ordered around by Mirabel.

But Camilo didn't mind. In fact, he was thriving. He was on a roll.

When he finished with the food, he went ahead and checked on Isabela who wouldn't start on decorating the fields until he promised not to bother her or Carmen for a week.

Isabela immediately perked up and slammed her plant book shut.

She stretched her hands out and closed her eyes, "What flowers did you say she wanted?"

"Um- uhhh..." One eye peeked open to stare Camilo down. He didn't mind her, too focused on figuring out which flowers Eliana would like best.

He still hasn't straight-up asked her what her favorite flowers were because he didn't want to be obvious. Everything needed to be perfect and that included her not knowing, even suspecting, a surprise from him.

Just a while ago, the whole thing was almost given away when his mami and hermana whisked Eliana away before she could take another step in the house. She had looked like she wanted to protest against their invitation to go shopping and sightseeing but Camilo's self-proclaimed, little wingwoman, Natalia, joined and used her puppy eyes to convince her to go.

He snapped his fingers, "Lilies! Yeah... I'm sure she'll like those," and looked to Isabela for approval.

She narrowed her eyes at him and Camilo faltered for a second. He was about to take his answer back when Isabela flicked her hands and a field of different colored lilies rose from the ground.

"Good choice, primo." He ruffled his hair and sashayed away.

Camilo made faces at her back, annoyed how she made him doubt his awesome self.

When she turned the corner, his funny expression dropped.

Camilo bit his lip as he scanned the field, eyes landing on the closest lily, a white one. He bent to touch its petals.

It was beautiful... like her.

He sighed the tension in his shoulders away as he stood back up and looked at the field one last time.

This was going to be perfect.

❤ ❤ ❤

translations :

• primos en ley y cuñado ~ cousins ​​in law and brother in law

Colombian foods used :

• Chuleta Valluna ~ breaded pork cutlets usually served with beans and rice or just with salad, yuca, potatoes or plantains on the side • Buñuelos ~ fried dough fritter • Aborrajado ~ deep fried plantains stuffed with cheese • Patacones con Hogao ~ fried plantains with tomato-onion sauce

• Plantains ~ a low-growing plant that typically has a rosette of leaves and a slender green flower spike, widely growing as a weed in lawns, sometimes referred to as the "cooking banana"

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[naturecalls111]

me n my vamp bf

[biboomerangboi]

Thinking about Katara and Sokka seething over Aang and Zuko gallivanting around the South Pole penguin sledding and dancing in like nice light weight clothing because both their bending keeps them warm.

Like yes, they are probably also perceiving and lusting on spec but I would be so mad if I couldn’t wear a silly little outfit in my own home but these two dudes are like running around having acrobat time and I am in a huddle in the worlds thickest coat. I’d want those twinks dead.

[kensatou]

"You can tell that there was a wealth of love that went into making this film so I hope people can take just a little bit of that love out with them." - Eugene Lee Yang | Go Behind The Animation for Nimona

[immapsychoclown]

i stan freak mc

[fridgrave2-0]

hehe ghost-turbo haunting felix au

turbo is connected to the last piece of his code in the whole arcade - a trophy he gifted to felix in mid 80s as a symbol of him genuinely caring about their relationships on par with being the best racer. felix also gave him one of his medals and both kept their gifts next to other rewards, but when roadblasters and turbotime were unplugged, the medal was gone with everything else

now, after burning in cola-lava turbo is basically dead, but scraps of his code still were intertwined with the trophy (after all, it was his first winner's cup, but felix never knew about it), giving turbo an opportunity to exist as a shadow incapable of interacting with anything and anyone besides felix, who kept the trophy even after the roadblasters incident

also I went crazy in tags, feel free to check them out

[offdensen]

[jameswilsonsupremacy]

whenever the ducklings start to get Too Worried about House’s Antics™️, they just casually report to Wilson. then Wilson soft-doms House into not being an idiot.

[louisferrignojr]

buck getting home after a rough shift and thank god tommy isn’t working — except for whatever he's tinkering with in the garage, and he’s keeping an eye on the lasagne in the oven which buck made the day before, left it in the fridge under a post it note with instructions for how to bake it, and tommy rolled his eyes but followed them to the letter anyway, making sure dinner’s ready by the time buck gets home. the smell fills his nostrils as soon as buck crosses the threshold and something in his chest crumbles.

he finds tommy in the kitchen, oven mitts over his hands as he puts the dish back in the oven, says something about it needing a few more minutes, but by the time he straightens up, buck is wrapping himself around him, a hand on tommy’s neck, pulling him close and kissing him with a ferocity and tommy knows, he knows what it means, he knows what his boyfriend needs, and buck is so fucking grateful that he doesn't need to verbalise it.

buck kisses him and drags him to the bedroom, fingers making quick work on the buttons of tommy's shirt before he's pushing them off his shoulders. “don’t tease me,” he says, “not tonight— i want it—”

“i know, baby,” tommy cuts him off, grabs buck’s wrists in his hands and puts them on his chest, pressing his palms hard enough so that buck can feel his heart beating beneath his ribcage. “let me.”

tommy strips out of his clothes before turning his attention to buck, quickly yet gently removing every article of clothing until they’re naked, skin on skin, and he lays on top of buck, lets his weight press him into the mattress, kisses him soft and slow, until buck cups his face between his hands and swallows the lump in his throat and whispers, “please.”

and tommy nods and quickly gets to working him open, swallows the noises that fall from his lips, hears it in the pitch of buck’s moans when he’s ready for him before he settles between his legs and slowly pushes in, and when he bottoms out he leans forward, tucks his arms under buck’s shoulders, and buck wraps his legs around tommy’s hips, tries to push him in even deeper, impossible as it may be.

“need a minute,” he says, voice hoarse.

“me too,” tommy replies with a soft kiss to buck’s chin.

he laughs, a desperate, breathless sound. “fuck, tommy,” he closes his eyes, drops his head on the pillow. “you can move now.”

and tommy fucks him so good, gives it to him exactly how he needs it, slow and deep and hard, keeps his eyes locked with buck’s, dips his head and kisses him and sucks on his tongue and his lips, nudges with his nose at buck’s chin until he tilts his head back to give him access to his throat. he can’t get a hand on himself but the glide of their bodies is enough, he’s getting closer and closer.

“tommy.” his voice is bordering on a sob. “tommy. tommy.

“evan, i’ve got you,” tommy brings a hand up to his face, makes him meet his gaze. “you can let go, baby,”

it hits him all at once, and he’s coming and coming and coming, full-body shudders, tears falling from his eyes. he feels it then, when tommy picks up the rhythm, driving into him even harder before he explodes inside him, filling him up, and he’s kissing him again and again and again, breathless and messy and perfect.

“i love you,” buck whispers the words with his mouth pressed to tommy’s temples, and tommy lifts his head and smiles at him and says it back and buck exhales a breath of relief.

“do you feel better?”

buck nods.

“you wanna go eat now?”

“in a minute. please.” buck reaches up to kiss him softly. “just... stay.”

tommy sighs, and his lips curl into a little smile. “you know i’d stay here forever if you wanted me to.”

“you’re so cheesy,” buck says, and tommy’s grin widens.

“you know it, baby.”

[jacobglaser]

Hey quick question before i start bleeding from my eyes. They wore a couples costume to chims bachelor party. What the fuck am I supposed to do with that.

[encantosimpshey]

❥ 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅

"READY?"

Camilo watched Eliana jolt at the sudden intrusion and chuckled. Even after all this time, she would still give herself some pep talks whenever she was alone, or at least, whenever she thought she was alone—Camilo would always, somehow be there by the doorway sometime in the middle of her monologue.

Can he blame her though? What used to be a short show for the kids was now a full-blown performance, complete with a wooden stage and different acts.

After Camilo became Eliana's bodyguard, the other Madrigals soon joined in her show in one way or another: Luisa, with Enrico, Félix and Camilo's help, made a fold-able stage for Eliana in the plaza. Isabela happily dotted the stage with many colored plants to attract more kids while Mirabel, with Dolores's assistance, enjoyed designing and making costumes for the performers: Carmen, Bruno and his rats, Antonio and his animals (the kids loved cuddling with a nonchalant Chispi while watching Parce jump through hoops or over long distances), and of course, Eliana herself, the main act and reason for the show. Even Camilo had a costume for whenever Eliana needed an undercover assistant for a magic trick such as the disappearance of an object and its reappearance beside someone from the audience.

Eliana checked herself one last time before turning to look at Camilo. "What do you think?"

He watched as she gave him a small twirl, his chest fluttering at how pretty she looked in her red and black dress. 

- I imagined Eliana wearing this but with a collar and short sleeves because they're a religious country and usually dress conservatively.

- dress design by Murray Arbeid for Princess Diana

He blinked at her and frantically tried to find his voice. "You- uh... you look... nice... But not as nice as me!" He quickly added, posing dramatically in front of her.

Eliana chuckled, releasing some of the tension from her shoulders. "Thank you."

He smiled back at her, proud he got to help her relax. "No problemo! Always glad to be of service to a pretty lady like yourself." He bowed, completely missing Eliana blush as red as her dress.

A round of applause of childish screams of approval rose, signaling the end of Bruno's rat novella.

"I-I'll be going then..." Eliana broke the silence. "I'll see you in the crowd?"

The other nodded. "Good luck."

✦ ✦ ✦

As promised, Camilo watched her show, his eyes never leaving her even though everyone's attention was already on the bird in her hand.

"Nice view huh?" Mirabel's voice snapped him out of his trance and he turned to see Dolores and the rest of his primas coming to sit by him in the back.

He shrugged, "Yeah. The show's great. Though I'm gonna ask Eliana how she got the bird out without it becoming fried chicken later." He was talking about her trick of burning flash paper to create a quick and large flash of fire, then the next thing the audience saw was a pure-white dove sitting on the hand she held the burning paper with. 

"Not the show, doofus!" Mirabel deadpanned while Isabela made him face Eliana again.

Camilo suddenly blushed. Hard. And shook his face to free himself from Isa's death grip. "W-what? Nooo!" But the dark blush on his face said otherwise.

The others looked at him in surprise. This was a first.

They had been teasing him about Eliana for the past weeks but never once did Camilo let their jeering get to him. Or at least, he didn't show it. But now he seemed to light up as red as Rudolph's nose with his blush.

The group gave each other proud grins. "You got it bad~" Mirabel nudged him on the side.

Camilo was about to retaliate when Mirabel pointed at her stomach. "I have a baby~!!"

He groaned and looked back at the stage in an attempt to ignore their teasing and Isabela's "Camilo and Eliana k-i-s-s-i-n-g" song.

For some reason, he found himself staring at Eliana like she was the only person in the world yet again and sighed.

As if she could feel his gaze, she turned, finally spotting him and the women beside him. A small smile graced her features as she waved at the group.

Camilo practically fumbled to wave back while smiling a bit too widely. He looked down at his hand, his heart thumping loudly. What's happening to me?

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[generalsdiary]

drunk alhaitham who yaps about the improvements the sumeru education system should make & kaveh, also drunk, attentively listening- the literal most beautiful man in whole of sumeru, with sparkly red eyes, messy blond hair, and a soft blush across his cheeks, with his full attention on the autistic scribe. flustering alhaitham to the point he stops mid sentence, averting his eyes, "oh fuck."

[miyamiwu]

How to say “I love you” in Blue Lock

I don’t really want to play soccer, but being with you isn’t a pain, so it’s fine.

Now that I can fight without you, being with you is even more fun

And then there’s this asshole...

I made it this far because of you. Since you allowed me to play soccer freely, I’ve grown this strong on Bastard München. But I can’t climb any higher that way. I figured that out in this match, I no longer need the freedom you give me. Forget about me, Ness. Find yourself a new king. It’s easier for me to live in restriction.

[fritzmonorail]

The doctor really spent the entirety of season 10 trying to get to the worst planet ever just so he could show Jo a really cool rock. And when he managed to drag himself back in one piece Jo was just like “oh yeah cool, goodnight.”

[jkvjimin]

simply endearing ♡ cr. namuspromised

[ratatatastic]

the finnish food tasting segment finally dropped and there is quite literally nothing funnier than maffhew who desires the approval and opinion of his great beloved captain in what he considers him an expert in aka finland so honestly does his opinion really matter in the grand scheme of things if sasha doesnt like said food?

match made in terrible eating manner heaven, amen