#Estrella Female Name

[queen-of-reptiles]

𝚁𝚄𝙻𝙴𝚂

description: For Alexia, she had rules...

rule one: don't date teammates

rule two: don't give up

rule three: don't date your best friends siblings

rule four: ignore rule 1 and 3 for y/n hermoso

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Alexia Putellas x female reader

this is all fiction! Jenni and Alexia were never a thing in this au!

warnings: fluff, a little bit of angst, bad google translations of spanish !

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username1: she is so hot i wanna cry 😭

username2: VAMOS VAMOS VAMOS ! ❤️💙❤️💙

username3: Tres goles para nuestra superestrella!!! 😱

three goals for our superstar

jennihermoso: Mi hermana menor ❤️🥹

my baby sister

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y/n: te amooooooooo !! ❤️

love you

lucybronze: Little star!! 🌟🌟

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y/n: my double assist bestie!!! ☄️

username4: Ella es tan linda! 😍😍

she's so pretty

username5: BODY YADA YADA YADA YADA 😛😛

username6: Su celebración del tercer gol fue demasiado divertida 😂

her third goal celebration was too funny

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username7: ¿bien? su pequeña salsa 😂😂

right? her little salsa

marialeonn16: HERMOSOOOOOOOO!!!! 🩷

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y/n: LEONNNNNNN!!!! 🩷

keirawalsh: I still have no clue what you said to me at half time... 🧐

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y/n: you'll get it one day amiga! 😏

alexiaputellas: ❤️💙

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y/n: ❤️🩷🫡

username8: want her body now please!! 😛

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y/n laughed as Mapi tumbled over, the defender getting her feet tangled as she tried to tackle y/n, the young Hermoso instead sending the tattooed blonde the wrong way and onto the ground.

y/n sent a cross into Alexia, the woman striking it past Cata and into the back of the net, meaning just as Jonatan called time, the playful training match coming to an end.

y/n cheered with her bib team, jumping on Aitana who was closest to her, the woman laughing and spinning the winger slightly as they celebrated.

Salma poked her tongue out at her friend, clearly annoyed at the playful loss, y/n just shook her head at Salma who laughed as she watched y/n get off Aitana.

An arm wrapped around y/n's shoulder and Alexia pulled the girl into her side, y/n's head coming onto her shoulder being just an inch shorter than her Captain.

"Perfecta como siempre mi estrella." Alexia hummed, relishing in the blush which fought its way up the woman's cheeks.

perfect as always my star

"Sólo porque la reina lo recibió." y/n countered with a smile.

only because the queen received it.

The use of the term usually made Alexia feel slightly shy, but whenever the words slipped from y/n's lips, something twisted in her stomach, a protective want that made Alexia want y/n to chant the name out in pants and groans beneath her.

As y/n turned to laugh at Mapi, Alexia shook her head of the thoughts which had started to push into her head, she looked up arm still wrapped around y/n only to see Lucy watching her with a knowing look.

The Brit seemed to have been able to sniff out the captain's crush since she stepped foot in Barcelona. The only other soul to know was Mapi, and that was an accident.

Alexia had gone out with the team and the one time she had decided to let loose, and drink she spilled the secret she had kept so close to her heart.

She was in love with y/n Hermoso, her team-mate, her striker, and worse, her best friend's little sister. Mapi had found her in the bathroom after two drinks.

Alexia didn't drink often so she didn't have a high tolerance and she was sat on the closed toilet lid, head in her hands as she tried to rid her impure thoughts while she tried to not think about y/n and the tight dress she was wearing.

When Mapi found her, she was scared her captain had hurt herself, but the woman just scoffed and blamed love for her injury, it didn't take Mapi long to figure it out after that.

Alexia rolled her eyes at Lucy, the Brit just sighing and looking away as y/n chased after Mapi, the blonde letting out a panicked shriek as y/n chased her down with her water bottle.

"Mierda." y/n cursed as she missed Mapi.

shit

Mapi turned back with an evil grin and before y/n could blink she was covered in ice cold water and Mapi was howling in amusement as she stood there shocked.

The rest of the team were all laughing along as y/n trudged back to them, a pout on her lips as she waved her hands in upset at her soaked body.

"Alexia." y/n whined but the captain shook her head.

"juega juegos estúpidos, ganas premios estúpidos, princesa." Alexia hummed, Mapi shouting in victory as y/n huffs.

play stupid games, you win stupid prizes, princess.

Suddenly y/n launches forward, her body jumping onto Alexia's back and pressing her cold wet shirt into the back of Alexia's dry one, the captain letting out a shout of annoyance.

"juega juegos estúpidos, ganas premios estúpidos, reina." y/n hums back.

play stupid games, you win stupid prizes, queen.

Alexia huffs and rolls her eyes but her hands come up to hold y/n's thighs, walking them both toward the changing rooms which once they arrive in, y/n hops off.

Lucy laughs at y/n as she rips her wet top off, flinging it at the now shouting Lucy. y/n ignores the complaining older woman and moves to the showers, unaware of her staring captain.

Alexia wondered if she hadn't seen y/n shirtless in a while, but the once faint outline of abs, were now a chiselled picture on her stomach, the rest of the toned muscles hidden behind her sports bra.

"You're drooling, la reina." Lucy mutters to Alexia, and the captain glares at her.

"Shut up." She sighs.

Once the group were all changed, a large group of them made their way toward the exit, the Barcelona sun still dangling high in the air, trying to keep as much of the day alive as possible.

y/n was talking to Ingrid when she saw her, a body lent against her car, a familiar body who when y/n let out a shocked call looked up grinning.

"Jenni!" y/n yelled, racing over at her sister, the two meeting in a very tight hug, it becoming impossible to define where one sister started and the other met.

If there was one thing that was known of the Hermoso siblings, it was that they were incredibly close. And since they no longer played at the same club, the two were known to visit each other as often as possible.

Jenni's move was tough on her younger sister, the two having been depressed from days at the beginning when they weren't together everyday.

While the two had now become used to the distance, the shock of seeing her sister was still an incredibly grateful one for y/n, especially when they had a day off the next day.

"¿Qué estás haciendo aquí?" y/n asked her sister as they pulled away. The group coming over and hugging their friend one by one.

what are you doing here?

"Me jalé el muslo, estoy bien antes de que te preocupes. Simplemente no jugaré durante las próximas semanas." Jenni explains as her sister kisses her cheek again.

pulled my thigh, i'm okay before you worry. Just no playing for a few weeks.

"¡perfecto! ¡Puedes unirte a nosotros esta noche!" Mapi grins.

perfect, you can join us out tonight

Jenni laughs but nods, knowing there was no saying no to Mapi Leon, and y/n grins as the group agrees to meet in several hours at their usual place.

As y/n starts packing her car and the others depart, no one notices the shared look between, Lucy, Mapi and Jenni, no one other than Alexia herself.

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y/n Mira quién vino de visita!

look who came to visit

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username1: AWWWWWWW 🥹😍

username2: my fav sister duo!!!! 🥹🥹

lucybronze: Ready for tonight!!!

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y/n: 😏💙

marialeonn16: 🥹🥹

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y/n: 🥹🥹

jennihermoso: ❤️

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y/n: ❤️

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Jenni sat happily sipping her drink, watching her sister who laughed as Mapi picked up another four uno cards. The group were at a small beach-side bar.

It was a usual for the group to go and relax, they didn't have to drink or party and were warned against it during the season so the bar here was perfect for them to relax but still be out.

Jenni was sat next to Alexia and Lucy, the latter talking with Keira about something funny that her nephew had done, Alexia was just sat watching y/n.

"So, will we talk about it?" Jenni asks Alexia, using English as she knew if her sister was to overhear, which would be doubtful, she would have a harder time picking out English words, not as fluent as her sister.

"Talk about what?" Alexia asks, turning to face her best friend, her face stone cold.

"Your feelings for my sister." Jenni shrugged and if she hadn't have known Alexia so well, she wouldn't have seen the slip in her cold mask.

"Jenni." Alexia sighed, clearly not having the strength to lie to her.

"It's okay, amiga." Jenni tried, knowing how much Alexia hated being overly vulnerable. "It's okay." She adds.

Lucy and Keira move with a shared look, understanding their captain deserved privacy in this moment, the two opting to join the rest of the group who were watching the intense Uno game happening.

"Rule one, don't date teammates. Rule two, don't give up. Rule three, don't date your best friend's siblings." Alexia denies, her voice void of any emotion.

The captain knew as soon as she slipped from her cold mask Jenni would see. She would be able to see the pleading in her eyes, the captain would be begging to be with her sister if not for her rules.

"Rule four, ignore rules 1 and 3 for y/n Hermoso." Jenni says simply.

Alexia and Jenni never had to say much to each other, they both preferred it that way and with that sentence Alexia could have cried.

She looked over at her best friend who smiled softly as if promising it was okay. Alexia gripped her best friend's hand, grateful for her more than she would be able to voice.

"Now, you must swallow your pride amiga, and your stupid rules." Jenni warns as she nods to her sister, who had bowed out of Uno and gone to get another drink.

Alexia nodded and moved quickly, smoothly gliding next to y/n as she thanked the bartender for her new drink.

"Hola Ale." y/n smiled as she looked up at her captain.

"¿Quieres salir a caminar?" Alexia asked softly, and the look in her eyes had y/n nodding and placing her drink down as they left the bar.

do you want to go for a walk?

The two found themselves walking hand-in-hand down the beach, the crisp Barcelona air still warm, even with the inky sky above them reminding them of the time.

They talked quietly, their conversation flowing easily as they talked of anything that came to mind. But as y/n giggled at a joke Alexia had made, the captain could no longer keep her rules.

"Sal conmigo." Alexia said softly, not even realising it had slipped from her lips.

date me.

y/n paused, her body tensing as Alexia stopped, cursing herself in her mind for how un-romantically she had said that, an entire speech had been brewing in her mind but instead she said that.

"qué?" y/n asked.

what?

"Sal conmigo." Alexia repeated, stronger this time. While stil not what she wanted to say it was progress.

date me.

"¿Qué pasa con tus reglas?" y/n asked rush, holding up three fingers to show she knew the three.

what about your rules?

"¿Quién te habló de ellas?" Alexia questioned annoyed.

who told you about them?

"Mapi." y/n admitted sheepishly, Alexia sighing.

"Mapi." The woman nodded.

Alexia bit her lip and stepped closer to y/n, her hand coming up to take hold of the woman's waist, giving her time to pull away, but when she didn't, Alexia pulled her closer.

"Eres tan hermosa que duele, juegas como nadie que haya visto jamás y podrías llenar el océano con cosas que sabes. Pero no podrías llenar el océano con mis sentimientos por ti, porque ni siquiera los océanos tienen suficiente espacio para ellos." Alexia whispers.

You're so beautiful it hurts, you play like no one I have ever seen, and you could fill the ocean with things you know.

But you couldn't fill the ocean with my feelings for you, because not even the oceans have enough space for them.

Her speech was much closer to what she had wanted to say and y/n sucked in a shaky breath, her hands coming up to cup Alexia's face, as if trying to reassure herself this was real.

"regla cuatro, ignora las reglas uno y tres si eres t/n Hermoso." Alexia whispered.

rule four, ignore rules one and three if it's y/n Hermoso

y/n smiled softly, her thumb rubbing circles on Alexia's cheek as she pressed her forehead against her captain's.

"Bueno, entonces estoy de acuerdo con la regla cuatro." y/n giggled softly.

well, i agree with rule four then.

Alexia let out a breath laugh, her nose brushing y/n's as she did so, her hand tightening around her waist as the other came up to rest behind her neck.

"¿puedo besarte?" Alexia whispered.

can i kiss you?

"Por favor." y/n pleaded and Alexia needed no more.

please.

Her lips pushed against y/n's softly slotting them together as she pulled her tighter to her body, she took it no further, despite her body begging her too, simply for now having their lips together was enough.

And suddenly, Alexia was very grateful for rule four.

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y/n A la mierda las reglas uno y tres

fuck rules one and three

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kicking my feet giggling nd shit at this one

loved writing this cannot lie

two requests in one on this one!

Thank you for all the requests ! I will do my best to work through them!

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The Grupo Tortuguero Comcáac, the Sea Turtle Group of the Comcáac people, in El Desemboque de los Seris is fighting to increase the population of sea turtles, a sacred animal, in the Gulf of California. In the past five years they have managed to release more than 8,000 olive ridley sea turtles (Lepidochelys olivacea) hatchlings along 14 kilometers (9 miles) of the Mancha Blanca and El Faro beach. [...]

Mayra Estrella’s father always spoke to her about sea turtles. [...] “We are more tied to the leatherback sea turtle, but we are also connected to the green sea turtle [...].” Mayra Estrella [...] has dedicated 23 years to working with these reptiles or marine chelonians, earning her the affectionate name “turtle mom” among her colleagues and the people in her community of El Desemboque de los Seris – or Haxöl Iihom, its original name in cmiique iitom, the language of the Comcáac people. She earned her nickname after others saw the love she has for the little animals that leave the nesting pen in the turtle camp located between the desert and the sea in the municipality of Pitiquito, Sonora, in northwestern Mexico. 

This camp was created to ensure the survival of turtles in oceans, not only because they are seriously threatened, but also because of what they represent for the Comcáac people. Because of this, Mayra Estrella and a group of 20 others in her community [...] are working to protect [...] turtles and their nests [...]. In the last five years she has witnessed a growth in the number of nests and hatchlings released, with more than 8,000 olive ridley turtles (Lepidochelys olivacea) released into the waters of the Gulf of California. By the end of November 2021, this figure is estimated to be 11,000 hatchlings.

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“My dad loved to tell me stories, songs and tales about our ancestors,” Estrella adds. “He told me that the leatherback sea turtle [Dermochelys coriacea], was a man before becoming a turtle [...].” It has been several years since the community has seen a leatherback sea turtle in the area. [...] [T]he leatherback sea turtle is one of the most endangered turtles in the world. The International Union for Conservation of Nature (IUCN) classifies it as critically endangered. [...]

While waiting for a leatherback sea turtle to return, Mayra Estrella takes care of the rest of the turtles that come lay their eggs along 11 kilometers (7 miles) of the Mancha Blanca beach and 3 (2 miles) of the El Faro beach. At night, when the female turtles finish laying their eggs and return to the sea, the turtle team collects and takes them to the camp to protect them from coyotes (Canis latrans), their natural predators in the desert.

Their workdays last up to 12 hours [...]. Over time, they began receiving funding from the state during the nesting seasons. However, Mayra Estrella maintains that “the work achieves more than the resources because [the funds] are cut off too soon.” She explains that they are currently “working without one peso,” though this does not stop them because they love their work. [...] Germán Barrera works at CONANP, is an analyst of protected natural areas and the technical manager of the Comcáac turtle project, where he serves as liaison between the indigenous community and CONANP. [...] According to Barrera, the Comcáac Nation team works hard without seeing limited funds as a stumbling block [...]. “Since the start of the project, there has not been a single year that they have not carried out activities. [...]”

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The Grupo Tortuguero Comcáac (Sea Turtle Group of the Comcáac Nation) belongs to the national network of the Grupo Tortuguero de las Californias (Sea Turtle Group of the Californias), for which Karen Oceguera – a marine biologist and researcher – represents more than 50 teams throughout nine Mexican states. For 12 years she has supported the process of the Comcáac turtle catchers on nesting beaches, providing training and managing permits from the environmental authority [...].

“We haven’t seen a leatherback sea turtle for years, but the turtles we do see and that have increased thanks to conservation efforts is the olive ridley sea turtle, which is the most common species in the entire northwestern region of Mexico and part of the Pacific,” explains Oceguera. [...] “According to the Mexican Official Norm [...], the species is endangered, but in international categories it is considered vulnerable, and so is no longer endangered. I believe this is thanks to the work of many community groups over many years, such as the Comcáac in this case.” [...]

“It is not anecdotal, but formal,” she adds. “According to CONANP, there were between four and seven nests per season [in the Comcáac territory] 10 years ago; now we see more than 50 or 60. This was not seen before and tells the authorities that even with the little support they can give to communities, the work is paying off.”

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Headline, images, captions, and text by: Astrid Arellano.”Indigenous Comcaac turtle group saves sea turtles in Mexico’s Gulf of California.” Mongabay. As translated in English. 17 February 2022. Story originally published in Spanish at Mongabay’s Latam site on 19 November 2021. [Some paragraph breaks and contractions added by me.]

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The Fallen Star ✨

A Wish rewrite

Cielo design 💛

The boy is here! The most ever! The Fallen Star’s very own Starboy!

So I lied and don’t have the finalized designs for King Maggie or Queen Ams yet soooooo *throws confetti at you* take this Starboy reimagining in the meantime!

Eugh boy the name gave me trouble. I didn’t want to use Aster since that’s the name of a a couple popular Starboys already (@annymation/@gracebeth3604/ @mythartist21) and while the Greek name is cool, I wanted something a bit different.

SEE-EH-LO, for anyone wondering. He/they pronouns <3

I was heavily considering choosing Estrella and making Starboy a Stargirl, and then we’d have a gay romance. But this is supposed to be SOMEWHAT of a homage to early Disney. This may not be KoW, but… idk. Cielo is a gender neutral name. Literal manifestation of light. Go ahead and draw them as a female-presenting figure and it’s still TFS!canon~

Aaaaaaanyways. Here’s the actual rewrite!

First of all! Cielo is NOT the Northern Star! He’s a baby star like… in the bottom right

However, the Northern Star? Evangeline? Yeah, she’s gonna be in my rewrite

But Cielo is NOT her

For now I’ll just say Evangeline is sort of a mentor-figure to Cielo and leave it at that

So not all stars are wishing stars, and similar to Kingdom of Wishes, a wishing star is born when first wished upon

Once a wishing star fulfills their first wish, they become Stars (capital S), and are free to help anyone that needs it

The more wishes a Star fulfills, the more powerful they become

Idk maybe it’s like a Rise of the Guardians thing, where the more people that believe, the stronger your magic is

Sparkles and hope and glitter and shit

Until, as explained in my rewrite… the Stars grew bored and started simply granting wishes

Then people grew lazy and started demanding wishes

And all this belief made the Stars go overpowered

Basically it became Wonderland, everything coming true, kingdoms burning and villages destroyed

Yeah. So Magnus god rid of them eventually

Though who would suspect that it would be the king’s own daughter that would bring back his greatest fear?

Yep, Asha brought Cielo down

Not purposely, but even if she had done it purposely, she wouldn’t have chosen Cielo

He’s a little baby, a dwarf star maybe

Only ever gotten one wish in his life…

Huh never seen that before *side eyes KoW*

Personality traits

Optimistic

Very Anna-coded

Probably ADHD tbh (autism x adhd duo unite)

Stubborn

HE’S the quirky Disney princess

Although more Flynn than Raps

Backstory

Fuck around and find out

(And by fuck around I mean wait for my rewrite to come out bc I haven’t slept in two days and I’m too tired to articulate their story accurately)

Design

Due to popular demand, Cielo now has the Charlie Morningstar cheek thingies

Also @gracebethartacc got an ask about canon!Star being marketed with a star over their right eye so… vitiligo mark, anyone?

Yeah I don’t have many colored refs but basically Cielo’s star eye mark and cheek thingies turn into vitiligo marks when in their “human form”

Uh take this

Ye sort of like this^

Heart shaped face! His part is also supposed to resemble a “V” shape to make the top of the heart

My sister said they looked like Viva and I’m crying but too late to take it back

I guess they’re both Spanish? Ajdjajhsjajajs

Thin slutty waist. Imagine Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel bc Jeremy Jordan is Yes.

Like I’m obsessed with that wet cat of a character I’m thinking about Cielo’s voice being Jeremy

Although his younger VA days as like Varian would better suit Cielo…

ANYWAYS

Design by @mythartist21 save for the Trolls hair and cheek thingies! Those were my additions

Uhhh pointy ears, poofy sleeves

Idk is the star eye mark AND the cheek thingies too busy? Lmk and I’ll try to post a colored ref of that helps

#asha #disney wish #princess asha #asha x star #star x asha #the fallen star au #wish 2023 #human star #starsha #saph doodles #wish reimagined #wish disney #wish star #wish #star wish #wish concept art

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Language of Love

Luis Serra x female reader

Requested by: @leons-little-slut

Can I ask for a Luis Serra x Reader who doesn’t speak Spanish as their first language and keeps getting confused when Luis keeps flirting with her and won’t tell her what he’s saying? Maybe he even goes as far as confessing to her in Spanish randomly one day and she asks what he said but he won’t tell her so she decides to translate it later herself because she can’t get it out of her head and wants to know what he was saying. Any ending where they end up together is up to you! This is my first time ever asking on Tumblr so I hope I’m doing this right and I hope this isn’t too much to ask!

Warning: No spoilers for RE 4 Remake. Fluff.

I love this so much! I hope you enjoy! Thank you.

Please enjoy.

Since the very first moment he laid his eyes on her, Luis knew he wanted to be with her. [Name] was a remarkable woman, someone who never failed to surprise him, be it with simple little things or aiding in milestones of their research. Their paths had originally begun when they met in collage. Both rising stars among their peers and sometimes even pitted against one another, their test scores rivalling only each other. Both either equal or the difference of but one mark.

And yet, the two never saw one another as competition or rivals. [Name] had stated time and time again that she was impressed by Luis' intelligence and was more than happy when she learned that he, too, had been accepted by Umbrella. The man was someone she enjoyed the company of. Even if he did have his moments of playful banter and flirtations. Though, [Name] never knew how to react as Luis would never tell her what he said, finding her light confusion adorable.

One little name he often liked calling her was Cariño, which [Name] had been able to deduct as a pet name of sorts. He always called her that, no one else. But he would never tell her what it meant, no matter how many times she asked him. Each time she did, he would smile and give her a little wink. At moments like that, she wished she had studied Spanish at school.

Sitting at her computer desk, her fingers danced along the keyboard as she typed in the report of their recent development in research. A knock at her door caught her attention.

"Yes?" The door opened and Luis stepped forward, that smile on his face as always, the little dimples showing as he closed the door behind him. "Hello, Luis. What brings you by?" She asked, noticing the paper folded in the man's hand.

"Can I not visit my delightful Cariño?" Something flickered in his eyes, something akin to nervousness despite his attempts to hide it behind his sweet words and smile. [Name] had known him long enough to notice the little details. The little chips in his mask.

"What's with the paper? Another list for me to work through?" She motioned to the paper in his hands to which he shook his head.

"Not quite. But it is something else for you." He carefully unfolded the piece of paper and cleared his throat lightly before reading aloud.

"Querida mía, desde el momento en que te conocí, supe que eras especial. He pensado en ti cada día y más, tu presencia una luz en mi vida más hermosa que las estrellas en la noche, y el sol en el día. No puedo verme sin ti, así que te pido que seas mía para poder mostrarte cuánto significas para mí."

He finished with a warm smile, his smoke grey eyes falling onto her face as he gently folded the paper again. [Name] blinked once then twice.

".... um...." That was all she could get out. Not a single word did she understand or have any idea what it could even be. Was this another one of his little jokes? "Luis, you know I can't understand Spanish."

"Then lucky for you, I wrote it down." He handed her the paper, his fingertips lightly lingering against hers for a moment. "Come see me when you figured it out." With a cheeky wink, he left without another word, leaving her baffled at the script in her hands.

She couldn't help but admit the mysterious letter had consumed her curiosity. Once she finished her work, she turned her attention to the letter, trying to decipher it. Luis was clearly not going to offer even a little hint. Still, she wasn't going to let this get the best of her, she was going to translate it without his help and rub it in his face.

Carefully typing out the letter, she looked over the words to ensure the spelling was correct and clicked enter. The translation popping up on the screen:

"My dearest, Since the moment I first met you, I knew you were special. I have thought of you each day and more, your presence a light in my life more beautiful than the stars at night, and the sun in the day. I cannot see myself without you, and so, I ask that you be mine so I can show you just how much you mean to me."

Her eyes ran over the translation once then twice and yet a third time, the words sinking into her mind. If this translation was accurate, the words were heartfelt and sweet, perhaps the sweetest she has ever heard come from the man. Her heart pulsed, filling with a tenderness that brought a smile to her lips. Picking up the letter, she headed off to search for Luis, checking his office first.

Luis looked over the second he heard the door handle twist, setting his glasses aside. "So, did you figure out the letter?"

[Name] stood in the doorway, holding it gently in her hands, and nodded. "Did you mean it? What you wrote?" She wanted to know if it was true, that this wasn't a silly little joke of some kind. Luis nodded.

"Every word and more." The two stood in silence for a moment then she walked over to him, her arms wrapping around his body and pressing a sweet kiss on his cheek. ""Every word and more." The two stood in silence for a moment then she walked over to him, her arms wrapping around his body and pressing a sweet kiss on his cheek.

"You could have just told me." Luis' arms wrapped around her, pulling her close as he connected their lips together,

"Now where's the fun in that?"

#luis serra navarro #luis serra x reader #luis sera x reader #luis serra #luis sera #resident evil #resident evil x reader #resident evil 4 #resident evil 4 remake

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hii! could I request headcanons for leo and a reader (gender neutral or female, whatever u prefer) with chronic fatigue? there's barely any fics with cfs rep and he's my comfort character so i thought i'd ask T-T. i adore your writing and it's great to see that the hoo fandom is still alive. thank you sm!!

oh man oh boy I love this one anon. my dearest darlingest anoniest anon. one song that always makes me think of how it feels to be in a relationship with Leo is acolyte by slaughter beach dog. Leo can always tell when your fatigue is getting bad, sometimes before you can. There's this sort of soft way he looks at you when he knows you just need to rest a little. Whatever your needs are, Leo will always be sure to meet them. If you need to lay down and sleep or rest for a while, he'll make sure you're in optimum napping conditions. Need some cuddles? he's already spooning you. Need to be alone? no problem, he's gonna work on some of his prototypes in the garage for a while, just text or call if you need anything. forehead kiss. longing warm gaze.

"I love you, estrella."

punctuated by another kiss, ofc. he always has ibuprofen or other pain killers for when you start to feel achy, and he's better at helping you keep track of your meds than your pill tracker app. Leo's love language is "I invented this for you to make your life easier", like the guy who invented rubber gloves. Leo loves you to the point of invention. he's joked for years that he's going to build you a Jetsons house, so everything is perfectly automated. all you need to do is sit in a chair while you glide down an assembly line and everything will be done for you. sometimes you text him and tell him you're having a jane jetson day. he always comes right over with snacks and tea and anything else you might need. he'll cuddle you for a while, help you out with some housework, do a little meal prep for you. he never, ever makes you feel bad or even neutral about having chronic fatigue. if it ever gets you down, he'll be right there with hugs and kisses and the sweetest, softest, most encouraging words. he tells you how he would hold up the sky for you or crawl out of hell, so helping with laudry and dishes when you're having a bad day is really no problem at all for him. he's happy to do it, happy to know your needs are met, happy to be the one to meet them. if you get any other symptoms like headaches or sore throats, he'll get every home remedy under the sun from his mom and you'll try them out until he finds what will work for you. Leo slowly makes good on his joking promise to make you a jetsons house, and you soon find your place filled with inventions here and there from Leo, little things to make your life easier. and they work. it takes so much stress out of your life knowing that your dish washer can now rinse, wash, dry, and put away your dishes, that your fridge organizes itself and prints out lists of what you're running low on - it can even send them to your phone to automatically order them. you have a roomba that Leo turned into the monster truck of roombas. not only does it vaccuum, but it also sweeps, mops, picks up your floor, can get you stuff from other rooms, and folds laundry. it's also a dehumidifier. you named him mr. butlertron. and Leo loves every motherfucking moment of it. even if all you can do is sit or lay down in the same room as him while he cleans or cooks or works on his projects, it always makes it so much better because you're there. you're there with him, so everything is good. perfect.

#drabbles #leo valdez #leo valdez drabbles #leo valdez fluff #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus drabbles #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus fluff #chronic fatigue #chronically ill!reader #chronically ill reader #leo is SO fucking supportive #he just loves being around you

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Star For The Night

Chapter Eleven of the Through the Scope series | Chapter Twelve

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 5.3K

Chapter Overview: Estrella finally gets her chance in the ring

TW: typical boxing violence, men being creepy/weird, knife play (don't look at me like that), p in v penetration

Notes: hey everyone !! guess who's back from the dead LMAOOOO ,, okay so yes i took a break because 1) life was beating the ever living fuck out of me and 2) i'm still working out the kinks of where i want this story to go/ how i want it to end. i always forget that i'm going to need to wrap these things up with a pretty little bow at the end because i just get so excited that i jump in. no worries though because i still fully intend to finish this story. thank you to the people who were patient with me in my break, to the people the sent encouraging messages, and to the people that kept reading the story !! it truly means the word to me ((: still brain storming for chapter 12 so in the mean time please send me fun asks for the TF boys and Estrella !! lmk if you want to be added to the tag list/ if i left you off !! happy reading <3

*no use of y/n & female presenting reader*

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“I know you’re doing it to be respectful and all, but you don’t have to hide in a stall. You’ve seen me naked, Frankie.”

“Yes ma’am.” He comes fumbling out of the cramped space. 

You laugh quietly to yourself as you finish tying your shirt. “What do you think?” You turn in a circle so he has a chance to see the full outfit.

His eyes darken as he walks the short distance to you.

“I think we should ditch this place and go to my house before Benny notices we’re gone.” He places two firm hands on your waist and pulls you into him.

“I don’t think we would be able to sneak past the guards.” You motion with your head to the door. “I have it on good authority that they have a military background.”

“Will and Pope definitely owe me a favor for something in the past. I could use that as leverage.” He kisses his way down your neck. “And I bet if you ask really nicely it could work.” Your head drifts to the side and he hungrily licks and bites at your skin.

“Hey! Break it up you two! There will be plenty of time for that later.” Benny walks into the locker room. “I know she’s your girl Fish, but tonight she’s my ring girl.”

“She is my girl.” Frankie wraps his arm around your shoulder and you lean into him. “Officially.” 

Benny turns his head towards you seeking extra conformation and the giddy look splayed across your face is exactly what he needs.

“Oh shit!” He claps his hands together in front of him. “Congratulations guys!”

Benny bounds up to the both of you and pulls y’all in for a hug. You embrace him with the same energy. There were countless moments before in Benny and your friendship where you knew that he cared for you, but this one takes the cake. He clutches onto you and you can truly feel the happiness he’s exuding. 

“It took you long enough.” He says to Frankie as he releases y’all. “I would just like to say for the record that I definitely helped move this relationship along.”

You grin while the man next to you lets out an exaggerated groan. 

“What? I was totally playin’ a double agent. Operation catch-a-fish is complete!” 

“Operation catch-a-fish?” You and Frankie question in unison.

He hurriedly brushes the query off. “We can discuss that on a later date. Right now I need to give her a quick rundown of her role.” Benny shifts his attention solely on you now. “It’s super simple, I promise. I’ll go out there and do the intro for the whole night and then I’ll introduce you and wave you into the ring. After that you just need to call out the names of each fighter and then start the match. Just remember to say ‘fight’ once you have made your way outside the ring because it gets ugly in there fast.”

“Simple my ass.” You say, crossing your arms over your chest. “How will I know the fighters names? I’ve never seen a teleprompter for the ring girl to read off of and I don’t think I can manage to remember all of those damn names.”

“I’ll tell you the names beforehand. We will have brief chances to talk during the boxin’ rounds since we will be standing next to each other on the side lines. It’s gonna be perfect.”

“You’ll be next to me the whole time?”

“Absolutely.”

You look up when you feel Frankie squeeze your shoulder. “The guys and I will be there too. We won’t let anything happen to you, Estrella. You’re going to do amazing.”

“Thanks. I really hope so.” 

It makes you feel good to know that they believe in you so fully.

“You’re going to look amazin’ too! People won’t be able to take their eyes off of you long enough to watch the matches!”

“God, don’t remind me.” You feel his hand tug tighter on you at Benny’s words. You aren’t the biggest fan of overly macho or hyper-masculine men, but this is just the right touch. It felt nice to not have to be the sole person protecting yourself. It felt nice that someone else is more than willing to take up the mantle.

“It’s almost 10 o’clock, Benny!” Will shouts into the locker room. “Let’s get a move on!”

“That’s my cue!” Benny hums. “The names of the guys you will be announcin’ first are Rodriguez and Montoya! See ya’ out there!”

You and Frankie follow Benny out the doors and watch with Will and Pope as he kicks off the night's events.

“Hello, everybody! Who’s excited to see what we have planned?!” The crowd erupts all around him. It’s deafening and quite the stark contrast to how the gym is during a regular week day. People encircle the boxing ring and hoist their beer bottles in the air. They look like a turbulent ocean. “That’s what I like to hear!” He shouts. “Now, I have an extra special treat for y’all tonight! Our usual ring girl is out so a good friend of mine stepped up to the plate and will be fillin’ in for her! You all know and love her! It’s … !”

When Benny says your name the crowd cheers again. You didn’t think that they could manage to get even louder than they were the first time. In front of you, Will and Pope part the sea of people in order to make an obstruction free path for you to walk. You take a deep breath and hold on tightly to Frankie’s hand.

“I’m right here.” He whispers in your ear. “I’m always going to be right here, Estrella.”

You look up at him with tears threatening to show themselves as he guides you through the pathway. His quiet words of support manage to silence the roaring people surrounding you. It feels like it’s just you and him in the room together. He squeezes your hand one last time before letting it go so you can climb through the ropes that encase the ring. Benny holds up the top rope so you can shimmy your way through and join him at the center.

“Ain’t she a peach?!” He asks the throng of people.

Of all the thoughts careening around in your head at this moment, something Benny said to you the first time you met sticks out. 

“Bein’ in there is electric, man. Gotta be one of the best feelins’ in the world hands down.”

God, is he right. You feel like you’re on the top of the world when in reality you are maybe a few feet higher than everyone else. The energy in the room fills you with a sense of confidence and excitement you didn’t know you could possess. Faces, some familiar and some new, stare back at you with glee.

“Happy to be here with y’all tonight!” You exclaim.

Empowered by the reaction that you receive, you take a lap around your new stage and wave to everyone. When you circle back around to Benny, you don’t think you have ever seen him look so proud. 

“I’m going to get my ugly mug outta here so our main girl can kick this thing off! Take it away!”

He jumps down to where Frankie, Will, and Pope are all standing and cheering for you.

“She’s a damn natural up there.” Pope marvels.

“I knew she could do it!” Benny wraps his arm around his brother.

“She’s going to be the star of the ring tonight, that’s for sure.” Will states. 

“That’s my girl!” Frankie shouts up to you. In reality, he would have been proud of you regardless. You tripped getting into the ring? You still got in there when no one else did. Your voice cracked when you started to talk? You were still brave enough to take on this entire room single handedly. You may be their star tonight, but you were his estrella every single day.

“The first fighters of the night are…” You pause for effect. “Rodriguez and Montoya!”

The boxers come racing out of the men’s locker room and make a beeline for the ring. The guests stepped to the side and allowed them through, cheering and hollering the whole time. After they breach the ring, they mirror you by doing a lap. They seem to be feeding off the audience the same way you are. You call them over to you so Friday Fight Night can officially get started. Following your instructions they meet you in the middle of the ring, but each one of them plants a quick kiss on your cheek and asks you to wish them luck. They each get into their fighting stance and wait for your signal.

“Round one!” You yell, slipping under the ropes to the safety of your friends. Benny thrusts a wireless mic into your hands when you get positioned next to him. “Fight!”

Benny uses that same mic to narrate what’s happening during the rounds and then to announce the winner of each match. After Rodriguez goes down hard in the third round, you slip back inside to hold up Montoya’s hand in victory. If you’re being honest, the majority of the night after that is an adrenaline filled blur. 

“Dawson and Overton!” 

“Dawson wins!”

“Clark and Edwards”

“Edwards wins!”

“Wood and Harrison!”

“Wood wins!”

In between screaming your lungs out announcing boxers for the crowd, Frankie has you wrapped in his arms. It feels so good to be able to lay your tired body against his chest as he places kisses on the top of your head. You can feel his steady heartbeat on your back and it helps you calm your own down. It’s so strong and grounding and yours. It occurs to you that having to get ready to help host the fights tonight stole the time that should have been dedicated to freaking out about Frankie finally asking you to be his girlfriend. You were finally his and he was finally yours. The earlier events of the night clearly showed his past was tumultuous to say the least. He willingly opened up to you about Rochelle, not that she gave him much of a choice, and about his drug addiction. Things that you know couldn’t have been easy to do. You saw it in his eyes that he was struggling to explain it all. Yet, the determination on his end to come completely clean for you was humbling and empowering. It made you want to show him your scars. After all, he wasn’t the only one with skeletons in his closet. 

“Okay, are you ready for the last round of fighters?” Benny has to talk loudly next to your ear in order to make sure you can hear him over the noise.

You give him a thumbs up and are secretly happy the night has almost concluded. As fun as this has been, you’re exhausted. 

“It’s going to be Jacobs and,” He pauses. “Brunson.” You must have made a face unconsciously because he quickly speaks again. “I know. I know. It’s going to be over soon. We’ll all be right here waiting for you.”

You nod at Benny and tap lightly on the arms that are currently encircling your waist. You look up at him and can tell that he doesn’t want to let you go, but smiles nonetheless as he untangles himself from you. 

“Just one more fight.” You whisper encouragingly to Frankie before climbing back into the ring.

“Last fight of the evening, folks! Let’s hope it's a good one!” You announce to the thoroughly drunk crowd. “Your final fighters are going to be Jacobs and Brunson!”

You try to hide your repugnance when Brunson is the first one to slip through the ropes and jog around hyping up the viewers. His dark black hair is meticulously combed back as usual. You muster up the last bit of your strength and call out to the two men. They trot over to you and stand by your side, Jacobs to the left and Brunson to the right. Jacobs leans down and places a small kiss on your cheek. It had become somewhat of a lucky thing to do this evening and caught on quickly with the rest of the boxers. They were always respectful and never tried anything else other than a small peck. You genuinely wish Jacobs well in his match. When Brunson goes in for his kiss, you instinctively swivel out of the way. 

“What’s wrong? Don’t you have one more kiss left for me?” He speaks so only you can hear. 

“Unfortunately, I’m all out.” You shrug innocently. 

Backing away from the freshly scorned man, you tell them to get into their fighting stances before hopping out of the ring to use the mic. 

“Round one! Fight!”

You pass off the mic to Benny so he can do his thing and retreat to the safety of Frankie. He obviously saw what happened up there and noticed how you were huddling as deep into his body as you could get.

“What was that?” He asks curiously. 

“Some prick who doesn’t understand when a woman clearly isn’t interested in him.” You scowl, trying to manifest Jacobs landing a punch to Brunson's jaw.

“Has he been bothering you?” His tone has shifted from one of curiosity to one of worry.

“He tries to hit on me when he comes into work out sometimes.” You feel his arms squeeze slightly tighter on you as you talk. “I shut him down hard every time and Benny is always close by. It’s not a big deal, but I should have told you about him. I don’t want to keep you in the dark.”

“I would have liked to have known if someone was giving you a hard time at work, but I’m not upset at you. I don’t really have any room to be.” You can feel his belly rise and fall as he laughs lightly behind you. “It took me a while to explain what was going on with me. I’m just glad that Benny was there to watch out for you. I am upset at him though.” He rests the underside of his chin on the top of your head.

You hum in agreement. “I also already have a pretty great boyfriend. Why would I even think of entertaining some random guy? He could never satisfy me the way you do.” 

Frankie breathes out heavily from his nose and you can feel your hair move. He leans down and places a kiss on your shoulder. “I’ll make sure you’re more than satisfied when we get back to my house.”

A shiver of excitement creeps its way down your back as his words settle in your ears. You know it's cruel and you know you’re in public, but you can’t help but rub your ass against him. The room is full of a bunch of drunk people watching a boxing match so who cares. His hands tighten around you to hold you into place. You’re unable to move your hips. 

“You’re playing a dangerous game right now, Estrella.”

“I guess I’m getting tired of watching other people do dangerous things and I wanted to try it out for myself.”

“I’m hanging on by a thread as it is watching you prance around up there in that tiny little outfit. Seeing you dance around for everyone? Get kissed on the cheek by random men? I’m losing my mind down here.” 

Both you and Frankie are snapped back to a lustless reality when the crowd lets out a wild cry. Brunson has his arms up in a defensive position while Jacobs wails on him with his glove-covered fists. Overcome by the glorious scene in front you, you start yelling like every other observer.

“Fucking hit him! Take him down, Jacobs!”

Frankie is still holding you while you flail your arms every which way. He looks over at Pope and Will who are transfixed by your sudden outburst. They raise their eyebrows at him and he mouths ‘tell you later’. There is no way they would have been able to hear him over your manic yelling anyway. 

“Break his fucking jaw!” You holler.

“Ella es luchadora esta noche!” Pope calls to Frankie over the commotion. 

“Esa es mi chica!” He answers.

Jacobs continues to hammer down on Brunson. In a last ditch attempt to get out of the predicament he is in, Brunson takes swings at Jacobs. Unfortunately for him, that left an open space for Jacobs’ fist to make direct contact with the side of Brunson’s head. He lands hard on the matt and, with his last bit of strength, taps his hand on the floor. Pompous fucker didn’t even make it past the first round.

You leap out of Frankie’s grip and charge the ring along with Benny. Both of you scramble to get inside to make the final calls of the night. 

“Jacobs wins!” You cry holding up the very hand that took down Brunson.

Benny wraps his arm around your shoulder and speaks into the mic.

“That’s a wrap on this week's Friday Fight Night, everyone! Thank you for coming out and showing support for Brass Knuckles! Remember to come visit us again next week and to drive home carefully!”

Jacobs thanks you for being a great co-host before he heads off to the locker room to shower, change, and head out. Everyone else begins to slowly file out of the building as well. Your strength being rejuvenated after seeing Brunson get what was coming to him, has you giggling and leaning against the ropes facing your friends. 

“You really held your own out there, hon. I wouldn’t want to mess with you.” Will teases. 

You stick your tongue out and laugh along with him as the gym gets quieter. 

“I told you she’d be a good ring girl, Benny.” Pope speaks over your shoulder. “I’d never steer you wrong.”

“I knew you wouldn’t, man.” Benny confirms with a grin. “Come on, Brunson, get up. It’s time to clear out. Better luck next time, hmm?” He looks down at the man sitting in the corner of the ring massaging the left side of his face.

“Yeah, I’m going, Miller.” He grumbles. “Can’t a guy leave the ring with some dignity?”

“I don’t think you had any dignity walking into the ring to begin with.” He chortles. 

You haven’t been paying either man any mind because Frankie has walked up to the side of the ring you are leaning against. He pinches the collar of your shirt between his thumb and forefinger and gently pulls your giggling self towards him. He captures your lips in a kiss and you can taste faint hints of the beer he was nursing during the show.

“That's the reason?” A grating voice calls out from behind you. “That’s the reason you won’t go out with me?” 

You break away from Frankie and turn to see Brunson looking at you still holding the side of his face; Benny is already staring at him with an open mouth.

“Excuse me?” You question, daring him to repeat what he just said. 

“Brunson, the fuck are you talking about, man?” Benny looks exhausted. You aren’t sure if that's from tonight or Brunson specifically.

“You keep shooting me down because you’re fucking one of Miller’s military friends?” He says it like this is the only possible reason for your rejection of him.

“Oh shit.” Pope whispers somewhere behind you. 

“Brunson.” Benny warns.

“Did it ever occur to you in your myopic little mind that I just don’t fucking like you?” You hiss. 

“You’re such a bitch.” He laughs as if he just said something incredibly profound. 

“That’s it!” Frankie growls behind you. “Come here, you fucking asshole!”

You whip around to see Will and Pope rushing forward to grab each of his arms so he can’t climb into the ring. 

“Alto, hermano!” 

“Don’t, Catfish! You know you can’t have assaultin’ someone on your record! It’s going to hurt your chances of getting it back!”

You don’t know what Will is referring to when he said ‘it’, but whatever it was is enough to cause Frankie to falter for half a second.

“Who’s gonna tell?!” He’s still trying to pull out of their grip. “I know y’all won’t and this fucker won’t be alive to report me!”

“Get the fuck outta the ring now.” Benny’s voice is ice cold when he speaks to Brunson. “You aren’t welcome back here after this either.” 

“What? All because I said she was banging your friend?” The battered man climbs to his feet and starts walking to exit the ring. “My bad, maybe she’s banging all four of yall.”

It happens so quickly that you don’t even have time to be scared. Benny’s fist flies through the air and connects with Brunson’s jaw with a deliciously satisfying crack. His body crumbles to the ground and unlike in his first fight, he doesn’t get back up. You don’t hear Frankie trying to get inside the ring now, Will and Pope are both silent behind you as well, and Benny looks as calm as ever. 

“I have been wantin’ to do that for a while now.” He beams. “God, that felt so fuckin’ good.”

“You just punched him.” You say airily. 

Benny just flashes you his boyish grin and shrugs. “He had it comin’.” He looks over your shoulder at his friends. “I know you would have done it, Fish. I was just a little closer. I hope you don’t mind.” 

“It was probably better that you did it for a number of reasons.” Frankie admits. “The biggest one being I don’t think I could have stopped at just one punch.” 

“Well…what do we do now?” You laugh. “We can’t just leave him here. Although, I’m sure I could be convinced to.”

“You and Fish are goin’ to leave him here.” Benny answers nonchalantly. “Y’all have dealt with too much bullshit for one night. The boys and I can stay here to clean up and wait until this loser wakes up.” 

“Seriously?” Frankie sounds stunned. 

“Seriously?” You echo.

“Seriously?” Pope whines.

“Yeah! Y’all go get the rest you need. Bosses orders.” 

“This ain’t nothin’ we can’t handle.” Will assures you. 

“I still don’t want to do it.” Pope says, yet he seems to change his tune after Will smacks him upside the head. “But I would be more than happy too!”

You individually hug all three of them for allowing you and Frankie to leave. Benny was right, both of y’all did need rest. Too bad there were other plans in place already.

***

You have barely closed the front door before Frankie picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. He had to watch you frolic around all night in that tiny little outfit and he was struggling to keep it together the entire time. Your breasts were calling his name, that short skirt was teasing him, those fishnets begged to be ripped off, and that smile. Oh, your fucking smile. That was probably the sexiest thing that you wore tonight. He definitely wasn’t complaining about your outfit, but your smile made him weak. The fact that it seemed the biggest when you were looking at him brought him to his knees.

You hear him kick the door the rest of the way open and then he’s tossing you down on the bed. His normally soft brown eyes appear almost black as he stares down at you. You can’t help but clench your legs together and his eyes sweep over your body.

“God, you’re perfect.” His voice is raspy from yelling all evening. “I wish you could see yourself from my point of view.” 

A wetness in between your legs starts to make itself known to you. You watch as he tosses his cap off, pulls his shirt off in one swift motion, and starts to remove his jeans. The thigh high boots are all you manage to get off before he places a heavy hand on your leg.

“I want to try something a little different.” He states. “Will you let me?”

There is a command in his question, but also an air of hesitation. He seems like he wants you to be just as on board as he is. 

“I’ll let you do anything you want.” You say truthfully. 

A grin appears on his face after he hears your stamp of approval. Frankie turns around to the desk behind him and slides something metal off of it. He’s obstructing your view with his hands. 

“I told you before that Benny isn’t going to have an outfit to get back from you because I’m going to tear it off.” 

You nod, swallowing the growing lump in your throat.

“I decided that I didn’t want to do that anymore. I’m going to cut it off.”

He brings out the object that he took off his dresser and unfolds it in front of you. It’s a pocket knife. However, it’s bigger than any pocket knife you have ever seen. The blade is thin, long, and a blinding silver. Your wetness soaks its way through your panties the longer you take in the image of Frankie holding the knife in front of you. Where he was usually a soft and sweet looking man, now he looked dark and lustful. It’s making you and your body go crazy. You bite down hard on your lower lip hoping that the pain will distract from the throbbing of your clit. It’s unbearable. He balances himself over you by resting one knee on the bed. The next time he talks, his face is inches from yours and his voice is barely above a whisper.

“Don’t you dare move.” He speaks. “I don’t want to cut this beautiful skin of yours. Are you going to be a good girl and stay still for me?” He lets the knife hover over the knot you tied in your shirt earlier that evening.

“Yes.” You breathe out excitedly. 

Frankie carefully slips the blade beneath the knot and pulls upward. The cheap material is sliced through and falls delicately to each side of your body. He looks at your black bra like it’s offending him and repeats the same action with the knife. When your breasts are fully exposed in front of him, he lets out a deep sigh. You can see how hard he has gotten from watching your clothes get cut from your body. With his free hand he rolls one of your nipples in between his thumb and index finger. The feeling causes your back to arch slightly as you whine out to him. 

“What did I say, Estrella?” Frankie lays the knife flat in the valley of your breasts. The cool metal feels like it's pulling the warmth from your body. “I thought I told you not to move?” He picks it back up again, and with the tip ghosting over your skin, he drags it down to your navel.

“I can’t help it.” You smile. “My body just reacts to you.” 

There is a flash of sweetness in his eyes at your words before they cloud back over with lust. “I know the feeling.” He groans, palming your breasts.

Frankie sits back on his leg and lets his blade slip under the waistband of your skirt. You giggle quietly as it melts off your body just as easy as the other two articles of clothing. There is nothing left on your body, but fishnets and underwear. Your breath hitches as the icy metal slides its tongue down your leg. Watching Frankie’s eyes light up with your every reaction is pushing you further and further towards your climax. How could it be possible for him to make you come without his hands ever gracing your skin? You keep your own eyes trained on him as he starts slicing through the material of the fishnets. When he finally finishes, you’re the one who tears off your panties. As beautifully torturous as that was, there is no way you can wait for him anymore. 

“I’ve been aching for you all day.” You whimper, butterflying your legs open for his viewing pleasure. “Are you going to come satisfy me like you promised?” 

Frankie’s so enamored by your display in front of him that he loses his grip on his knife and it falls softly on the bedroom floor. He walks up the foot of the bed and grasps your hips firmly. Without you having to say another word, he sinks deep inside you and fills you to the hilt. Both of you gasp out in pleasure and gratefulness that this moment is finally here after this strenuous day. 

“Fuck. Every time I slip inside you it feels so right.” He utters out as he starts thrusting at a languid pace.

You’re too lost in the sensation of feeling every inch of him stretch you out to respond, but he keeps speaking.

“Every time you twirled around and every time I saw your lips pressed right up against the microphone, I wanted you.” His pace is speeding up now. “Every time I saw you perform for the crowd and every time I saw those men get the blessed opportunity to kiss you, I wanted everyone to know I wanted you. You’re my girl. You’re my Estrella.” 

“Yes, Frankie.” Your eyes are locked on him while he pounds into you. 

“I want you to say it. I want you to say that you’re mine.”

“I’m yours. I’m all yours.” You gasp.

“Louder.” His voice is a mix of demanding and begging. “I don’t care if the neighbors hear.”

“I’m yours Frankie! No one else's!”

“That’s fucking right.”

He leans down to suck on your breasts while he continues pumping inside your cunt. Your hands find their home in his hair to pull on his curls. Hearing his deep grunts is causing you to feel drunk. His coarse hair is methodically rubbing your clit as he nips at your sensitive skin. You know your high is coming, you can feel it rising quickly to the surface. Wanting to be as connected to him as possible, you slide your hands down to his face and bring him up to your lips. There is a hunger between the two of you that is palpable in the kiss. Each of you is desperate to have more of the other. There is an unspoken knowing that no matter how much is taken, neither one will be full. He silences your screams as you come with his full lips as you release onto him. You feel yourself coating him completely. Frankie never breaks the kiss during or after your climax. You smile as you feel his lips quiver against yours as he finishes deep inside you. His hips quiver with each release.

“That’s it.” You whisper. “Let me have it. I want all of you.”

“You already have all of me, Estrella.” 

He didn’t pull out of you immediately, but when he did, you stopped him from going to clean you up. The two of you laid there on the bed, facing each other, as you traced the features of his face. There was something so lovely about the after. The quietness and contentment that encapsulated the both of you was like something out of a dream. If it were up to you, you would have stayed there until the sun rose. Frankie, unfortunately, was to be the voice of reason. He reminded you that you both had work early in the morning and that sleep was something you definitely needed after the day's events. He’s gentle when he washes himself off of your skin. As he puts the cloth away, you pull back the covers and wait patiently for him to hold your tired body. Before sleep can take you from this moment, you muster up the strength to ask one last thing. 

“Are you mine, Frankie?” 

“I’m yours until all the stars in the sky go dark.”

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

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#francisco morales #frankie morales #catfish #frankie morales fanfiction #frankie morales x you #frankie morales x reader #triple frontier #triple frontier fic #benny miller #will miller #ironhead #santiago garcia #pope #through the scope #read on ao3

[angelustful]

SPANISH NICKNAMES THEY WOULD CALL YOU

— established relationship, demon bros x Hispanic/Latino reader, fluff, suggestive names ahead. some nicknames are specified for afab/female readers . In some nicknames it’s specified for some of them, not all of the nicknames.

muñeca, mami, princesa, chiquita/chaparrita, guapa, preciosa, nena, tesoro, bebé

— mammon, asmodeus, belphegor, solomon, beelzebub

mi amor, linda/lindo, mi vida, ángel, querida, lindura

— lucifer, mammon, asmodeus, simeon, satan, diavolo, belphegor

Cara mía, cielo, hermosa/hermoso, mi mariposa, mi única, mi alma

— satan, solomon, barbatos, lucifer, diavolo, mammon, simeon

dulce/dulzura, cariño, mi estrella, bella/bello, corazón, mi seranita

— beelzebub, simeon, solomon, barbatos, belphegor, leviathan, lucifer

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date? #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #diavolo x reader #barbatos x reader #simeon x reader #solomon x reader #wish I had more time to finish this🥲 #but i wanted to get this outta my drafts so🤷🏽‍♀️ #here y’all got < 3 #ꜝ𝔦𝔰𝔞𝔲𝔯𝔞​ꜞ꒱ ֗ #֗ ℭ𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔬 ⸃⸃☦︎︎

[the-soul-of-a-morningstar]

oohhh match ups!! these are so fun :D

my name is estrella, I'm female and I'm omni w male preference! I'm an INTP who sorta maybe has confidence issues but I cover it up by making jokes abt how I'm so cool. yeah actually, my main coping method is jokes. I have HPD, possible BPD, and ADHD (I'm so fun to deal with!!!). My love language is mainly physical touch but also words of affirmation! my likes are psychology, cute things, astronomy, music, my friends and my phone. some of my dislikes are messy eaters, people who don't give me enough attention (hpd momenr 💀), vomit, bugs, and math 🤧 my hobbies are playing an instrument, drawing, writing, and scrolling through my socials lol I'm boring.. I don't really have an aesthetic but uh I dress mostly casually, androgynous leaning towards fem style. I'm 5'3, brown hair, brown eyes and glasses. for preferences, I'm okay with anyone, but vox is my main hoe and I would cry if I got Valentino or nifty. thank you for hosting this!!!!!

a/n: Sorry I couldn’t give you your main bitch 😔😔 Anyway I pair you with…

Lucifer

As we see in the show, Lucifer also jokes about things as a way to cope (sorta). So I think for you two, you both would be able to see when the other goes too far or hard on themselves and attempt to get them to realize how wonderful the other is.

Lucifer is a pretty damn clingy, so don’t even think that he won’t follow you around like a lost puppy! He literally just adores you and wants to be with you at every moment.

Oh? You think you’re boring because you just scroll on your phone all day? Well, Lucifer doesn’t! Cause he does the same damn thing! So what is a normal date for the two of you is scrolling on your phone while your boyfriend is cuddled into your chest and shows you a new VoxTok every fifteen seconds that somehow mentions a rubber duck.

Runner-Ups: Vox, Husk, Charlie

@the-soul-of-a-morningstar : please do not copy, repost or translate onto any other platform.

#reese’s writing #reese’s matchups #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel x reader matchups #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel matchups #hazbin #hazbin hotel #hazbin lucifer #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer magne #lucifer x reader #lucifer x you #lucifer x y/n #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer morningstar hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer morningstar #lucifer morningstar x you #lucifer morningstar x y/n

[bigmilk-13]

Encanto OC'tober Appreciation Event!

Buenos Días/Tardes mi amigos! Here's my week one application for @encanto-extended-edition

Just note- I can't draw for the life of me but I made a picrew of my character.

🍂Personal Info🍂

Name 🔸 Lucero Helena Escarra

Nicknames 🔸 Luz, 'Cero, Mi estrella

Gender Identity 🔸 Bigender (Female/Agender)

Pronouns 🔸 All Except Neopronouns

Age 🔸 21

Date of Birth 🔸 November 9th

Height 🔸 5'7 (172cm)

Place of Birth 🔸 Encanto, Colombia

Parents Origins 🔸 Rosalio, Argentina

Attraction 🔸 Bisexual and Greyromantic

Fluent Languages 🔸 English, Spanish and Latin

Accent 🔸 British

Extra Info 🔸 Ears Pierced, Left-handed.

🍂 Appearance 🍂

🔸Eye Colour: Purple

🔸Hair Colour: Dark Brown

🔸Skin Tone: White Tanned

🔸Usually has hair up in two buns but the back down

🔸Wears a rose flower crown made by Isabela.

🔸Doesn't need glasses, except for reading. She has reading glasses.

🔸Always wears gold hoop earrings given to her by her grandparents.

🔸Has barely noticeable freckles.

🔸Always dresses smart, likes traditional "mens" clothing.

🔸Owns 4 pairs of shoes- football boots, running shoes, everyday vans, and fancy skechers.

🍂 Family 🍂

She was born in Encanto but her parents, Helena and Samuel Escarra, were both born in Rosario, Argentina. She goes there once a year to visit her grandparents, Frederíc and Rosalia Escarra.

The Escarra's are quite popular in the Encanto. Helena Escarra runs the best bakery/patisserie in the entire village where Lucero works at full time, and her father is a history teacher at the local Middle School were she teaches violin and singing as an extra job.

🍂 Personality 🍂

🔸She's quite antisocial, has a couple close friends she likes to stick with- Carmen (her sister), Mirabel and Dolores are her best friends ever, she would do anything for them. Once you get to know her, she's charming, bubbly, wise and hilarious. She doesn't necessarily get jealous easily unless she has a reason to.

🔸She has a MASSIVE crush on Isabela, the first time they met was when Dolores invited Lucero over to La Casa Madrigal and they bumped into Isa on her way back there too. They talked for a bit, Lucero said a couple of jokes and the flower making girl asked them if they could come over more often since they needed someone like them to make the house feel more alive and humoured. They immediately accept and can't wait to bond with the Madrigals more. Except Pepa, Felix, Antonio and Mirabel, she knows them extremely well and the girl often exchanges clothing with Pepa as they are of similar height.

#encanto oc #encanto #encanto oc event #encanto oc appreciation #author can't draw #is piccrew even allowed?

[pjplayground]

Punk Squid

I might have lied, Romper is my new favorite redesign oh my word.

Bio: Romper is a punk girl who loves alternative music. She's the drummer for a garage band called Low Rollers, and she has some vocal ability. If it weren't for meeting Papyrus, Low Rollers would stay a garage band. Romper's dream is just like any artist's - to make a splash with their voice.

Basic Info Full Name: Ramona Ginger Estrella Nicknames: Romper (preferred name) Age: 17 Height: 5'5" Gender Identity: Cisgender (female, she/her) Sexual Orientation: Homosexual Medical Issues: None Can't Leave the House Without: Phone, water bottle, drumsticks, mini make up case

Relationships Wallace - Best friend, honorary siblings Papyrus - Friend, sharing pizza roll terms Starbone - Friend, band class buddies Outer - Friend, bond over singing Paperjam - New friend, sees his musical potential Undyne - New friend, finally someone to swim with Hunter - New friend, giving them time Skrunkly - New friend, okay with stealing pizza roll terms BonBon - New friend, share make up tips Skates - Younger sister, bond over writing songs Kora and Kaylee - Band mates, they rock the building

Miscellaneous Little Facts - Since Romper was essentially a blank slate, I got to do whatever I wanted with her character. So, punk. - Romper's outfit was inspired by many punk outfits I saw from a quick search, my favorite piece being her zipper tentacle tie. - Since she's a squid monster, her tentacles have a set length they grow to, just like all squid monsters. Hers just so happen to be on the longer side. - When she was younger, Romper would skateboard. Nowadays she's into roller bladeing. - Within Low Rollers, Outer is the lead vocalist, Romper is the drummer and back up vocalist, Kora is the guitarist, Kaylee is the bassist, and Papyrus is the producer. - She believes that with a little bit of fine tuning, PJ could be a really good singer. Of course whenever she brings this up to him he actively denies it. - Similar to what Undyne has to do, Romper too has to keep her skin moist - hence the water bottle, yada yada. - If it were up to her, her entire wardrobe would be thrifted. Her flannel and crop top are thrifted. - Her lipstick is called "Bloody Seashells," and she believes it's one of the few shades that look great on her. - Her eye shadow is called "Witch's Leaves." - Romper's favorite comfort food is a simple grilled cheese sandwich with some Crispee Cheezies on the side. - She's a young lady who knows who she is, and she isn't about to let somebody deny her femininity. - Her family are the only ones she allows to call her Ramona, and this includes Wallace. - Her middle name is Ginger and her sister's middle name is Pepper because of their grandmother and great aunt. They're twins! - Before her father died, Romper would come with him to a lot of music festivals and concerts. - Romper is utterly repulsed by mustard. She won't eat anything with mustard even as a small component of the dish. - Although she mainly listens to punk and punk rock, occasionally she will listen to EDM.

#studentsechoes #reference sheet #romper

[cutiecrpze]

“Ah, a shooting star! They say that anything you wish for when a shooting star passes will come true. How about we make one right now!”

Name: Faye “Yuu” Estrellas (Though, She normally goes by Faye ) Pronouns: She/They

Nicknames: Herbivore( Leona ) , Little Shrimpy (Floyd ), Mademoiselle Trickster ( Rook ), Little Beastie ( Malleus ).

Age: 16

Birthday: April 16th

Height: 157cm

Gender: Female

Family: ???

Homeland: ???

Twisted From: N/A

Class: 1-A

Dorm: Ramshackle

Occupation: Student

Club: N/A ( but she’s looking to join one! )

Best Subject: N/A

Dominant Hand: Right

Favorite Food: Grilled Cheese Sandwich

Likes: Music, writing, decorating, cute things, and pastel colors.

Dislikes: Rude people, Messes, Cockroaches and most bugs.

Hobby: Writing

Talent(s): She actually has a pretty good singing voice,it’s just that they’re very insecure about it.

Personality: If you asked people to describe Faye, the answers would vary, some would say she’s a bit of a klutz, others would say that they try their best with what they have But, one thing for sure is that Faye is the most exuberant member of ramshackle dorm, constantly bursting into songs from her world while cleaning around the dormitory, or hoarding all the pink and cute things they can find. Nevertheless,Faye has a heart of gold and always treats people with kindness and respect ,so long as they treat her with the same respect they give to them.

Backstory:

[ AN OLD BOOK OF FAIRYTALES APPEARS BEFORE YOU,MAGICALLY TURNING TO A CERTAIN STORY..]

The Sick Girl and Her Wishing Star

“ Once upon a time, there was a young girl.

She was like all the other girls, she liked the morning and the sun and hated the dark, and she loved to imagine and play pretend.

But, this girl was quite sick, and was confined to her room. She was very sad that she couldn’t go out to play like the other kids, but she settled with what she had, her imagination.

Everyday, she was someone different, a Princess one day and an adventurer the next. It was the most she could do, the closest the young girl could get to the outside world.

One night, the young girl looked out the window,noticing that a shooting star had just passed by. Her eyes lit up as she made her wish.

‘ ‘ I wish that I would stop being sick, that I could finally be able to go outside and play.. I wish I could be like a Princess, and be saved from my room by a handsome knight, so that I can finally be free.. ‘ ‘

As the girl laid her head down and drifted off to sleep, she heard someone whispering into her ear.

‘ ‘ Don’t worry, your wish has been granted.. ‘ ‘

And so the girl- “

[ THE BOOK CLOSES, AS IF NOT WANTING YOU TO READ ANYMORE..]

TRIVIA

If you couldn’t tell,Faye is largely based off of me and my personal issues, though ,I don’t have an illness myself. (Thank god)

Estrellas is Spanish for stars

Though Faye isn’t twisted from anyone,I took inspo from a couple Disney princesses for her personality.

She’s also a tad bit based off the star in Pinocchio ,like the smallest bit.

#Faye “Yuu” Estrellas #twst self insert #twst mc #twst yuu #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #faye’s ocs #faye’s adventures in wonderland

[applesap-fics]

Day 22 - Gift

T, 600 words, Bruno & Osvaldo

--

“Ha! Bruno! Look! We have our first batch!” Osvaldo called up the balcony where he spotted the Madrigal, having just arrived with his cart at Casita. He did not notice the horrified look on Bruno’s face and cheerfully grabbed a book from the pile under the tarp and waved it at him. “They’ll love it!”

“I’ll come right down!” Bruno replied panicked and scooted off, cursing his oblivious collaborator. Osvaldo was about to introduce a batch of romance novelettes to the Encanto, one Bruno had written under a female pseudonym so nobody would have to know the kind of saucy content he wrote. It was very explicit. Only a select few of his family members knew about it. Stupid Osvaldo inviting everyone to come look at their smut. This was a delicate matter. Private business! Private!

“I figured since reading is a gift — and of course because you’re our famed author — that you should get the first book for free.”

Hernando was not of much use as they stood on Casita’s patio. Enthusiasm had quickly won out over embarrassment and he could do nothing more than direct Osvaldo to a more private area of the house. “Thank you,” Bruno accepted, feeling a bit put on the spot. He turned the book over in his hand. “The cover looks great!” 

To call it a proper book would be a bit of a misnomer since it was only a few dozen pages full and lacked the harder covers the old survivors and new arrivals had brought with them. The Encanto lacked a proper printing press and everything was hand-bound. Bruno, or rather, Estrella del Milagro, had about half a dozen short stories in the tank, but he, his family, and his editor-slash-distributor Osvaldo had chosen this one to test the waters. It was relatively straightforward and a good introduction to Estrella’s other work. Osvaldo handled the rest. Their only problem had been the cover, as they didn’t want a boring one with just text on it, however covert, but they also didn’t want to implicate any more people in the process.

Doña Alma had come in clutch. His mother was a great artist and had adored the idea of collaborating with her son’s new “profession”, even throughout Bruno’s protesting. She threw herself fully into it, hopeless romantic that she was — just like Bruno. A woman with long dark locks and full breasts was held in the arms of a muscular man, both scantily dressed in flowing garments. The horses and llanos in the background implied some faraway journey, full of passion in the wilderness. 

“I’m glad the colors came out right.”

“I have about thirty,” Osvaldo patted the pile, “but I’m expecting great success. You know the wife loves it.”

Yes, Osvaldo’s wife, the biggest gossip in town who didn’t know how to shut up — or rather, didn’t care about shutting up — even less than her husband. The stories they must tell each other. Admittedly, she and her ladies should be good for sales. “You didn’t tell her about me, right?”

“No! No, no, of course not. I know I’m a little bad with that sometimes but this is business. She’s tried to pry your name out of me, but I held steadfast!”

Bruno let out a sigh. If this blew up in his face one day he at least knew he should’ve been prepared. “Well, thanks for the book.”

Osvaldo curtesied, tipping his imaginary hat. “You’re welcome. Now,” he said with an eyebrow waggle, “I’ve got some smut to sell.”

Bruno curled his hands to his ears. “Not so loud, please.”

#encantober #encanto #bruno madrigal #Osvaldo Orozco Ortiz #yes here it is. my long awaited (by me) smut author bruno story #illm ake this teamup happen i swear #author bruno au

[nataliepthatsme]

Natty P profile!

Name: Natty "Natalie" Sue Poke

Alias(s); Nat/Natty (usually by friends and family), ginger (by her boyfriend) shooting star (by Hilda) Miss Natty (by Mugman) rosy, sunlight and night sky (TCS Miss Chalice), bonita, amor, lobo escarlata, and pequeña estrella (by Anubis) little Natty (Cuphead book version of the Devil) pinkie (by both Cuphead versions of King Dice).

Age; 23-24

Gender; Female.

Hair color: black

Eye color; brown

skin color; tan

Species; human, wolf half blooded

Birth Date; May 5th, 1999

Nationality; American, half polish and half Assyrian

Personality; Kind, adventurous, bubbly, snarky at times, emotional, gentle, polite, quiet at times, daydreamer, determined, confident and creative.

Favorite colors; sky blue, pink, rose, sunset yellow, purple, red, and gold.

Favorite foods; pizza, chicken parm., pasta, barbecue, sandwiches, cake, brownies, macrons, ice cream, Mexican, shaved ice (cherry flavored) and chicken salads.

Favorite drinks; lemon water, lemonade, hot chocolate, English breakfast tea, strawberry smoothies, and peanut butter milkshakes.

Pleasures; baking, listening to music, chilling with friends, reading, writing, being outside, the beach, watching movies/cartoons, playing video games, shopping with the girls, slow mornings, playing with Daisy (OC) singing, scrapbooking, traveling, practicing magic spells (Cuphead and TCS stories) going on a date with boyfriend and going to a coffee shop.

Hates; being called 'little', only seen as a little sister, bullies and being bullied, the Devil and King Dice flirting with Katie and Lexie, Daisy getting upset, people messing with her magic wand, Anubis's flirting, being kidnapped/forced to marriage, the Cup brothers' fighting, not taken seriously, being accused of things, Anubis scratching behind her ear, being left behind, racism, sinful actions, getting into arguments, spells backfiring, Ms Chalice lying and bailing on them, and a messy room.

Friends: Lexie Luthor, Katie Gemwing, Liam and Matthew Jones, Cup brothers, Chalice, Misterie, Elder Kettle, Validor (OC), Daisy, Aya (OC) Kaichi (OC) Henchman (when he's not helping the Devil) Hilda Berg, Baroness Von Bon Bon, Sally Stageplay, Audrey Susan Keller, Josh Anderson, Steve and Sasha Evans, and Alicia Powell.

Enemies; Anubis, The Devil (both versions), King Dice (both versions) and Severus (OC).

Love interest: Andrew (OC)

Weapons: keyblade, can be transformed into a wand allowing magic spells to be cast and summon Kingdom Hearts allies

Powers and abilities; transforms into a wolf with silver wings. she can run fast, pounce hard, fly, and scratch at enemies.

[darkmatter-nebula]

Estella would be like this

Hi again, @importantnightwerewolf!

Pretty much, yes. Originally, I was going to name her Nova, but I saw another Collector OC with that name. So I named my female Collector OC "Estrella", since it's spanish for "star". She and The Grand Huntsman are the only adult Collectors who took a liking to Colli. The others don't take him serious because the starboy is an eternal child.

#lost but now found au #the collector #the grand huntsman #estrella the collector oc #ask

[capypub]

Dancing with the Double Edged Sword (Ch. 13)

Bruno Madrigal x Original Female Character

Chapter Rating: T

(Masterlist)

  Bruno never mentioned that night to her, but he remembered it clearly. He thought about it often, how she looked, how she sounded, everything about that night was permanently etched into his brain. Every night after that, he felt like he dreamed of that memory, but this time he was in control of the scene. She would call out his name, make those noises for him, not Hernando. 

          Almost two weeks passed and it seemed like they had only grown closer. Hernando made it look so easy, flirting, kissing, touching, like he’d been doing this for years when in reality, she was a first for the both of them. 

“Bruno, what’s wrong, amor ?” Mila asked, placing her hand over his.

            He had been helping her gather geraniums and hibiscus flowers in a nearby field, well actually, he’d been following her with a basket  while she collected the flowers. She has been experimenting with the scents and flavors of wine recently, finding a particular liking to the effects flowers had on the batch. 

“Uh, j-just…tired, didn’t sleep well last night,” he said, smiling awkwardly as he met her worried eyes.

          She looked him over quickly, seeming like she might question him further. I’m the end, she chose to smile and nod, kissing his cheek softly before continuing on through the open field. He watched her as she kept a few steps in front of him, wondering if she doubted him. 

           The past couple months have been the best time in his entire life in his eyes. He was barely pushing twenty-six, so of course there was still much life to live he assumed, but he wasn’t interested unless she was living it right there beside him. As she glanced over her shoulder, finding him deep in though, she suddenly stopped, turning on her heel to face him. Bruno tried to stop, but realized what she’d done too late, bumping into her lightly, not enough to hurt, but definitely enough to startle him from his thoughts. 

“What’s really going on, Bruno? You’re quieter than usual today,” she asked, slipping her hand into his free one. 

“Uh, I’m sorry, mi estrella , it’s just…” he sighed, his shoulders slumping as if he’d done something wrong. 

“ Oye ,” she said before he could continue.

            Stepping closer, she brought both her hands to hold his jaw, pulling his head gently towards her, initiating a slow and soft kiss. Bruno immediately perked and gasped against her mouth, still getting  used to such affections given to him so casually. His eyes closed slowly as she held his face, the basket slipping from his hand and hitting the ground softly. With both hands free, he timidly rested them on her sides, feeling his body grow warm as her tongue traced his lower lip. He groaned, a low noise that was followed by a whine as her fingers slipped into his hair. He was breathless when she pulled away, her hands on either side of his neck as she smiled softly at him.

“Stop apologizing, you haven’t done anything wrong,” she told him, brushing a loose curl from his forehead. 

He laughed to himself with a weak grin. “Okay,” he nodded, “I’m just…thinking about…um, us, I guess…” he said quietly, looking away from her. 

"What about us, guapo?" she questioned sweetly, stroking his jaw with her thumb. 

“Um, it’s stupid, I don’t want to bring up something so unimportant,” he shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

“It seems pretty important if it’s got you so lost in thought,” she said, “you can tell me anything, Bruno, I’m not going to be upset with you without good reason,” she said, tugging his wrist to lead them into a shady patch of grass in the field where they could sit.

          Bruno fidgeted nervously with the end of his ruana, feeling her eyes on him as she waited for him to say something. He huffed, frustrated with himself for ruining their day with his worrying and self-doubt. She took his hand, pulling it from his ruana into her lap so she could intertwine their fingers.

“ Amor , please talk to me, I want to help if I can,” she requested, bringing his hand to her lips, kissing his knuckles softly. 

“I, uh, I just- well, I was thinking about you…and…um, Hernando, when, uh, when h-he stayed over a couple weeks ago…um, after that whole thing with Arturo,” he said, swallowing hard as he began to feel his anxiety rise. 

“Okay, what have you been thinking about specifically?” she asked, her voice free of any suspicion or judgement. 

“Well, when he’s with you, it’s like-uh it’s like…different, you know? He’s smooth and confident and makes you blush and can flirt without sounding like an idiot and I’m here, just- just an awkward mess who can’t even tell you how pretty you are without tripping over words and sounding stupid, I mean, he makes it looks so easy and that night, it changed things, I know it did, and I’m just worried that if you start to want him more than me- or I guess only want to be around me, uh, as him- or- or even-.” 

“Bruno, Bruno,” she cut him off, stopping his ramblings by bringing her hands to hold his face, her voice soothing to his racing thoughts, “What Hernando and I have is very different from what you and I have. Trying to compare the two is like trying to compare,” she paused for a moment to think, glancing down at the basket of flowers, pulling one of each from the top of the pile, “like, like, trying to compare a geranium and a hibiscus, both are flowers, yes, but they are beautiful and unique in different ways,” she explained, dropping the flowers back in the basket. 

“Hmm,” Bruno hummed thoughtfully, carefully considering her words. 

“So…there are things about me that- that Hernando doesn’t have?” he asked softly. 

“Yes,” she nods, “like your kindness and how much you love your family, plus your humor, while it’s a little different from Nando’s, makes me laugh just as much,” she explained, leaning over to kiss him.

            He tried to follow her as she pulled away, always eager to feel her lips on his. She giggled, kissed him again, just a moment longer before pulling back and stroking his cheek with her thumb. Bringing his hand to lightly rest over hers along his jaw, he turned his head slightly, kissing her palm and then down to her wrist, where her pulse faintly beat. 

“You’re too good for me,” he sighed, pulling her hand from him so he could kiss each knuckle softly. 

“You think too highly of me,” she smirked, scooting closer so she could wrap her arms around his neck after he released her hand. 

“Not possible,” he grinned, curling one arm around her waist while the other caressed her cheek. 

           They kissed softly, tenderly, like each was afraid to break the other. Bruno fell under her spell once again, eager to slip deeper into her touch and let it consume him. When the touching became more intense and heavy, Mila pulled away, not wanting to overwhelm him. 

“I love you,” he murmured against her mouth as she pulled away. 

            As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted it. Mila tensed in his arms, obviously hearing what he had said. Bruno stiffened, his eyes going wide as he realized what he had said. 

“Bruno?” she asked softly, unsure if she had heard him correctly, her eyes wide. 

“I-I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that, I should not have said that, I-I, I’m sorry, y-you don’t have to say it back, I-I- uh.” 

           He was cut off when Mila jumped on him, literally, pouncing on him, knocking Bruno onto his back with her on top of him, her legs on either side of his hips. He landed with a low grunt, still shocked by her sudden actions. She looked down at him with a bright smile, her hands supporting her on either side of his head. Bruno could feel the warmth of her inner thighs along his lower abdomen, only stoking the growing flames in his core. 

“Bruno Madrigal,” she cooed at him, leaning closer to graze her lips against his teasingly, “I love you too,” she whispered against his mouth before kissing him hard.

           He groaned as her hands found purchase in his hair, his arms going around her waist and bringing her to rest flat against him. She whined into the kiss, desperate for more of him, overcome by the pure happiness of hearing him say those words. 

“ Mi amor ,” Bruno murmured against her mouth, “I love you, I can’t live without you,” he said with a breathy sigh as her mouth began to drift down his jaw to his neck. 

“Oh, Bruno,” she said with an eager grin, “I love you so much,” she proclaims, kissing him hard. 

            They stayed intertwined like that for a long while, until they were breathless and buzzing with lust-fueled energy. Bruno could feel the slight soreness in his lips from how long they had been kissing. He also felt an ache in his tongue from protruding it into her mouth for so long and so frantically. While no clothing was removed, it was obvious both were filled with a desperate desire for the other. When Mila began to lightly grind into his hardened cock, he held her by the hips tightly, stopping her movements and easing her back just enough to look her in the eyes. 

“Do you remember what I said the morning after we fell asleep by the river?” he asked softly, gently stroking her cheek with his thumb.

She shook her head, looking down at him curious and amused. “About what exactly?”

He felt the nerves starting to return. “About wanting my first time to be w-with someone I…I, um, love?” he continued, hoping she would recall. 

“Oh!” she jerked in surprise, seeming to remember, “I do remember,” she nodded, ducking her head to hide her growing blush.

“I hoped it would be you, honestly,” he admitted, feeling anxious as she glanced up at him briefly from where she was trying to bury her face into his collarbone. 

“Bruno,” she cooed, nuzzling his neck, “I’m so happy right now,” she laughed softly against his pulse. 

“Would you like to stay over tonight? Maybe smoke a little and w-we could sample one of the wines you've bottled so far,” he suggested, feeling somewhat more confident in himself when he was staring up at the trees and not into her gorgeous eyes. 

“That sounds perfect,” she agreed, pecking his cheek before settling to lay her head on his chest and cuddle, eventually leading to her falling asleep on him. 

           He glanced down, asking if she had to be back by a certain time, only to find her breathing deeply and eyes closed. He chuckled, amazed at how easily this woman could fall  asleep if she lies down long enough. Rather than wake her, Bruno settled deeper into the soft grass below them, tucking one arm under his head for support. As he slowly slipped into sleep under the soothing shade and ambient noises of the jungle, he thought about how the afternoon had turned out. What started as a simple stroll in the field turned into a proclamation of love and siesta . He couldn’t help smiling and chuckling to himself as he still couldn’t believe this was his life. 

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FULL NAME: ESTRELLA OPAL NICKNAMES: ESTI, ELLA, STELLA BIRTHDAY: FEBRUARY 8TH RELATIONSHIP: SINGLE ( VERSE DEPENDENT ) AGE: 24 ZODIAC: AQUARIUS SPECIES: HUMAN HOMETOWN: OPALIS GENDER: CIS FEMALE

Once upon a time, on a distant planet called Opalis, there lived a princess with silver hair. Opalis was known for its cold winter climate, with snow-covered mountains and icy lakes. It was a beautiful but harsh planet, where only the strongest and most resilient creatures could survive. And yet, this silver-haired princess was born and raised here, thriving in the midst of the cold and unforgiving environment.

But what made this princess truly unique was her connection to the moons of Opalis. You see, Opalis had not one, but three moons, each with its own mystical powers. And this princess, being born under the light of all three moons, was blessed with the gift of the Force. She was force sensitive, and as she grew older, she discovered that she had special abilities that were beyond the understanding of those around her.

As a child, the princess was fascinated by the moons and spent hours gazing at them from her bedroom window. She could feel their energy coursing through her, giving her strength and clarity. Her parents, the king and queen of Opalis, were both proud and worried about their daughter's powers. They knew that being force sensitive was a rare and dangerous gift, and they did their best to protect her from the outside world.

But their efforts were in vain when news came that the First Order, a powerful and ruthless organization, had learned of the princess's existence and her connection to the moons. The First Order was determined to harness her powers for their own sinister purposes, and they would stop at nothing to get their hands on her.

The king and queen knew that they had to act fast to protect their daughter. They called upon the help of the wisest and most powerful beings on Opalis, the Guardians of the Moons. These guardians were the keepers of the ancient knowledge and secrets of the moons, and they were the only ones who could help the princess harness her powers and use them for good.

Under the guardians' guidance, the princess learned to control her abilities and use them to protect herself and her people. She could move objects with her mind, see into the future, and even communicate with the spirits of the moons. With each passing day, her powers grew stronger, and she became more confident in her abilities.

guidelines.

    ONE.    

let’s start off with, i’m javiera! i’m 21+, i live in the hottest state ever. it’s central time zone. i’m mostly on monday-friday. i lurk online a lot, so i’m pretty much here all the dang time. i get along with pretty much anyone, i’m super kind. always here for anything.

    TWO.    

my muse is highly private, i will only interact with those whom i follow. if you try and interact with my and i do not follow you, you will be blocked. when it comes to following people, i will give them 72 hours to follow me back then i will be soft blocking them if they choose not to follow me back. i want to keep my dash clean and only follow those that wish to interact with me.

    THREE.    

if i send in memes/chats to plot/etc and you don’t respond to anything for days but see you active/doing other things frequently. (i understand breaks, etc.) i will stop sending them in/reaching out and it’ll result in a soft block.

    FOUR.    

i do this almost every two weeks, something to consider when following me. if we have never interacted in the last 6 weeks, i will be soft blocking. if i send a meme, like a starter call of yours, and i don’t hear back from you, i will be unfollowing you. if you wish to still write with my muse, please like this post so i don’t soft block + unfollow.

    FIVE.    

when is comes to shipping, i'm a total ship whore. i am open to pretty much anything. don't be afraid to come up to me and say you ship our muses together! i probably do as well.

#indie rp #love javiera #lol this is so lame but shes gonna get put together shortly!