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litgwritersroom · 2 years
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Prompt: A rewrite of the sexy dance-off scene, where one character can’t hide their real feelings. Feel free to write for any of the seasons and any of the characters for this one.
Our first submission, from @banirareiko, who also designed her own gorgeous banner. Thank you so much for taking part!
Bailalo
S3 | Camilo/MC | 1300+ words |banirareiko
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Camilo Santiago Flores had always been considered the epitome of being smooth. A true Colombiano, the heat he brought had never once failed to translate into suaveness. It had always been a part of his charm, and also, the entire reason why Andrea Baluyot had been drawn to him the moment her eyes fell upon him on Day One.
That, and his empanadas, if Andrea was being honest.
But regardless of whether it was his amazing cooking or him casually dropping a mamacita when referring to her every now and then, she knew she just couldn’t have enough. She craved more of him. She wanted more of him.
She wanted all of him, actually, now that she thought about it. Especially after being torn away from him by Ciaran’s blunder when the dog lover came in.
Especially when she was now back in his arms, safely tucked in his warm embrace under the covers of their bed.
Camilo honestly couldn’t sleep much. Excitement had been buzzing through his veins the entire night when Andrea chose to come back to him at the recoupling. If he was being real, the past few days of not being in a couple with her was a bit of a torture.
Iona was lovely, but Iona was not Andrea. There was literally nobody else in this villa who could hold a candle to this goddess on earth that was called Andrea Baluyot. Literally nobody else.
And now that she was back in his arms, he was more than happy.
But at the same time that happiness was what woke him up in the dead of the night and made him toss and turn, even with Andrea sleeping peacefully in his arms.
Or not.
“You’re up?”
Fuck, did I wake her?
Andrea was already up, her big brown eyes wide open and a tiny smile tugging at the corner of her pink plump lips. Before Camilo could say anything, though, she scooted closer to him and nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck,
“Buenos días.”
“Buenos días, mamacita,” Camilo smiled back, “Lo siento por despertarte así.”
He could hear Andrea snort against his neck, and shuddered at the feeling of her warm breath ghosting his skin.
“No es nada,” she chuckled, before switching back to English, “I couldn’t sleep either. Been buzzing since the recoupling because I can be with you again, actually.”
You and me both, mamacita.
An idea crossed Camilo’s mind. If he and Andrea both couldn’t sleep, then they might as well should make the most of the privacy they have right now when everyone else is sleeping, and spend some time alone together somewhere else outside the bedroom.
“Oye,” a grin slowly stretched across his face, “Do you want to go outside for a little bit?”
Andrea’s brown eyes twinkled in mischief as she tucked a strand of her chocolate brown hair behind her ear,
“Let’s go.”
Mi Andrea, eres muy hermosa.
They ended up deciding to go to the roof terrace. There was just something so peaceful over there, with the sky still dark in the wee hours of the morning and the summer breeze gently blowing Andrea’s long wavy strands off her shoulders. It was completely silent— the only sounds Camilo could hear were the water gently lapping in the pool and the tiny crittering sound of crickets hiding behind the leaves and branches around the villa.
Under the dim lights, Andrea looked almost ethereal with her sun-kissed skin glowing underneath the flimsy silk night robe she was wearing.
She had never once failed to take Camilo’s breath away.
Like he had mentioned, a literal goddess.
“Like what you see?” Andrea winked playfully, and that made Camilo realise that he had been staring at her the entire time.
Snapping himself out of it, he winked back at her, before sitting down onto bench by the balcony and motioning for her to join him,
“Very much so.”
But to his surprise, instead of simply sitting down by his side, Andrea began sashaying closer to him. Each sway of her hips was mesmerising, each step of her feet dainty and light— soon, Camilo found it impossible to tear his gaze away from her.
She locked eyes with him and a shiver ran down his spine. Then, before he could even mutter a word, she sensually climbed into his lap and looped her arms around his neck, leaning in so close that her forehead was touching his and her breath was ghosting his face, but not as close so that their lips could meet.
Camilo was both dumbfounded and pleased at this surprise. 
Dios mío—
“I’ve always wanted to do this for you,” Andrea whispered, “Might as well take this chance now.”
Oh fuck.
Without letting him react, she began shifting her hips to grind herself onto him, her forehead still touching his teasingly as she carried on moving herself back and forth against his body.
Camilo legit couldn’t stop himself from snaking his arms around her waists to pull her closer to him, and before they both knew it, his hands had already been firmly on her backside as he gave them a hard cheeky squeeze.
Andrea yelped in surprise, but her eyes soon twinkled mischievously again as she dropped her face down to kiss his chest, then trailed little teasing pecks up the column of his neck, before ghosting her lips over his mouth for a brief second, then pulled away.
She was such a tease, and the Colombiano inside Camilo decided that two could play this game.
¡Bailalo!
He began bucking his hips against hers, and took pleasure in seeing her eyes widening in surprise at the sudden movement from him. Before she could protest, he grabbed hold of her waists and flipped them over so she was on the bench now, and began showing off his moves on her.
But then another idea struck him.
If he wanted to unleash his inner Colombiano on her, now was the time to do so.
Instead of letting Andrea sit on the bench, Camilo hoisted her up to stand facing him, then pulled her closer to his body and grabbed onto her arse again as he began to sway his hips against her.
And she laughed.
Camilo took that as her enjoying herself, and honestly, he was happy to see that.
Because her laugh was the most angelic and beautiful sound he had ever heard in his entire life.
“Camilo—
“Shhh,” he whispered into her ear, “Follow my lead, mamacita.”
Andrea giggled, but nodded nonetheless, and Camilo’s breath hitched at the sight of an adorable shade of pink spreading across her delicate face.
Mi amor, eres hermosa. Muy hermosa.
The couple of days they were apart had made Camilo realise that he had fallen in love with her all along.
But he wouldn’t tell her that just yet. It just didn’t feel right to say it out loud right now, when they both are still in their sleepwear doing improvised dances. He would tell her when it was the right time to tell her. He wanted to make it perfect for her.
For now, he could settle for actions.
Letting Andrea wind her arms around his neck, Camilo carried on rolling his body against hers and took satisfaction in knowing that she was enjoying this as much as he was.
“Hey,” Andrea murmured as she brought her face closer to his, “I’m glad we’re now back together.”
“Yo también,” a smirk tugged at the corner of Camilo’s mouth as he squeezed her against him, “And I won’t let anyone stand in between us ever again.”
Andrea’s smile was brighter than the sun itself when she leaned in to press her lips against his in a soft kiss, before pulling away,
“Promise?”
Camilo knew there was no turning back for him from here.
Te amo, mi Andrea.
“Te prometo.”
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whatisreggieshortfor · 10 months
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Camilo x MC
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suguru-getos · 1 month
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| Bully! Gojo Satoru x F!Reader | Part 5 |
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Part: 4 / 3 / 2 / 1
Summary: You had just transferred schools, and your first day was an encounter with your new bully. He’s mean, terrifically hot & absolutely a menace. Though there’s more to that personna
Chapter Summary: After doing your much needed due-diligence with Satoru, he’s backed you up against the wall in the school corridor again. Things are a little… different however.
Warnings and A/N: For a change we have no such warnings here :3 Just Satoru Gojo sama 🙇🏻‍♀️ getting a little in his senses and grieving when the Reader-chan opens up a little. <3 Angst? Yeah.
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"Can I please have some money." You want to recoil and kill yourself right now. The scrutinizing gaze of your mother is like leech on your skin, itching your core. You don't like this, but after what you had done today in the cafeteria; you really want to get this over with. There are still flashes of Satoru's face in front of your eyes. He looked devastatingly beautiful with those bangs drenched with water. Pale skin reddening at the coldness of the water. He looked so harmless. So… human. The way he extended his hand to you, he didn't seem like he had any malice or could ever harbour any.
"For what?" Your mum asked casually, "We have given you enough money to be comfortable, Sweetheart. I don't see the point." She dismissed, sighing at you. She couldn't care less about you suddenly being a tad too needy over finances.
You expected this, which is why your lips are unable to part in resistance. You open your mouth in false hopes that a sentence will come to aid you, against your mother, against Satoru Gojo. It doesn't.
She has given birth to you, you'd like to be in the disbelief that she can't see the stress in your face. You get up, "That's fine, nothing important actually." Your shoulders droop in defeat. You don't want to be mistreated, called irresponsible, told that you should be careful, less egotistical, more bendable to people's wills, told to tone yourself down, to mellow your aura, to water yourself down…
"What is it, Y/N?" She called your name softly, "haven't seen you go and attend Kickboxing classes either. Want to do something else? You always pick up new things and abandon old ones. No discipline- no consistency-" normally, you're professional in letting her words linger through one ear and part from the other. Not today.
"Yeah, thanks for being so appreciative. Love that for me." Ignoring the chastising replies, you stomped to your room. Yeah, you can't be free of Gojo Satoru so easily. You can't even hope to fathom what he will do with you tomorrow in school.
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Meanwhile, Satoru's not changed his shirt, even after returning from school, sitting in his room and replaying back your words and your actions over and over like a tape he wouldn't get sick of, even if he tried his best. Lips parted and huffing. He's hurt. His ego is bruised but his heart doesn't feel okay after watching the repercussions of the damage done to you either. Part of him feels rightly treated, now you wouldn't see him with that petrifying look of disgust he hates. His hands slump over his face as he leaned his back over his California king sized bed, sighing in dishevelled breaths. Truth is, yes he collided against you in the cafeteria after all this began. Yes he did purposely and you called him out for it in front of everyone. Someone who is calling The Gojo Satoru accusingly was hard to digest. Be like other people and apologize, or even better, act grateful that he talked to you. No, you didn't do that. You were fierce and stern, you were like burning coal, warm… capable of burning when held the wrong way.
He still feels better than the nonchalance you presented him with when he abided you in a contract. That wasn't the you he hoped to meet, he hoped to meet the 'you' he met today in the cafeteria. The 'you' who holds the guts to obliterate him and anyone else when angered. The 'you' who isn't scared of things like financial status, powers, influence.
He likes you so much.
He likes you so much…
He likes you so, so much…
It's sickening, his heart pangs at the way the subtle hints from his mind about having a crush on you are now intensely, brutalizing storms he can't ignore. The only revolting thought that curdled his brain was how he would like to kiss you. Maybe he should have bullied you like that - that way, at least, partly, it would feel good to you and would have given him a safe bet to reach out to you later. Even right now, all he can imagine is his long, thick, looming fingers wrapped around your waist, pressing you plush against him, rendering you immobile. How great would the then-faint scent of your perfume would now intensify when you're in his hold. How good would it feel to taste you on his tongue, to feel you crumble and to…
To trust him enough to crumble…
Suguru was right, what an stupid thing to do. He couldn't give up, you didn't give up. Now he's forced to see through his mess he wishes to pretend never existed.
Would grovelling help?
What about the copious amounts of unhealthy egoism he wears?
Fuck that… would you forgive him even after he bore his heart out to you? It would be worse than getting physically naked. Satoru Gojo can't take rejection. Even more than that, he can't take being vulnerable in front of anyone. Vulnerability is sacred, and Satoru isn't sure there's anyone worthy enough to carry his weakness and still shielding his ego. Maybe he should try… the worse you can do is reject him and his company. As if he's not making an exquisite pathway for it since the very beginning.
His thoughts are making him insane, they are making him lose his grip on his mind.
Which is why, you both are here. Satoru's had you pinned against the wall in school the next day, the same way this all started. You're struggling and wiggling to no avail. Panting heavily. "Please- stop it!" You whimper out, gasping out when his eyes land on you in a sternly arrogant manner. Why do you hate him so much god damn! Oh wait, he knows…
"I'm not going to hurt you or manhandle you or be an asshole. Just here to talk, hard to believe right?" He smirked, looking at you in a little tender undertone now that you're eyeing him curiously. You pouted, gnawing at your lip. "I don't believe you, especially after what I did yesterday. It was water though! You can't really get marks from water! I don't owe you any money."
Gosh you are hilarious without even trying, he leans back a little. Having no sense of personal space anyway.
"I don’t want the money. Okay? I thought that you would have a month to… get to know me and to talk to me." He pouts, sighing. It's so hard to suddenly talk to you after being an ass. You don't trust him anyway. It's visible with the way you look at him, trying to dig any ulterior motives.
"So what you just needed your ass kicked to stop?" Gosh your mouth…
"I'm being nice, little bitch. The moment you realize you don't have to pay me back your tongue is back to dancin' around shitty words, eh?" Satoru grips your face with his hand, sneering a little with an amused grin.
You roll your eyes, "not scared of you since day one." You half-lie. He does… intimidate you. You wouldn't admit it though. He has made you cry, he has made you miserable. You are not going to let it slide so easily anyway.
"Uh huh, I know." He leans back, embracing the weird and awkward silence that accompanies you both. You nibble at your lip and look down, "Look, if you don't want the money. We don't have any reason to talk to each other." You tried to sound as nice as possible.
Technically, you both do not have any reason anyways. Which is why Satoru came up with this ego-inflating scheme. Now that he's officially decided after much contemplation to hook you off. He can't shove you back in. He looks at you like a kicked pup. Something you haven't seen in his eyes. He was always controlling you, tossing you around.
"There's no reason to, unless… you'd like to tolerate me." He grins wide.
"I'd not like that." You smile. Bouldering over him with your words.
"Well… alright."
Satoru walks away, he can't really do anything about it. You just rejected the possibility of a conversation, let alone entertain the idea to have him close to you. After a few steps, he comes back stomping & you almost cower beneath him.
"I.. well, I- may have been, an asshole."
To be honest, you have no idea what he means suddenly and what does he want. He is emotionally stunted and somehow lacks the comprehension of anything else except what he wants. "May have?" You raised a brow in disbelief, what does he mean by 'May have'?
You grit your teeth, "I've cried myself to sleep twice because of you, I dreaded going to school, I wanted to give up and change my school, I wanted to ask you why are you so mean to me? I wrote things a thousand times as asked for you to 'review' as you said cause I talked to Geto san!" You winced, the memories are hurtful and scathe you badly. It aches. What you tolerated was essentially for nothing! It hurts. FUCK IT HURTS.
Satoru looked stunned as well, you have been appearing so normal he could never believe you were impacted. Which is why he was only trying harder… oh no. "I wished to be as rich as you so I could have ended this then and there and wouldn't get blackmailed." You sighed, and that sentence makes him fall into decay.
"Well, if you could have just-" his voice is meek and submissive and you're quick to cut it down.
"Could have just what Gojo san? Apologized for something I never did? You're going to give me that I collided against you by my own mistake when it was 'you' who did that purposely and kicked me for raising questions on it? Then proceeded to make my life hell because I didn't back down? Could have what? I could have begged you to be merciful like a caged prisoner? Asked you to show me some kindness for something I didn't even do?"
Oh will you stop? Will you please stop? Satoru can't take this, every sentence feels like a deep gash on his heart. His throat feels hoarse and there's a rock hindering his speech. He just- did it- without thinking so much upon it. Satiating his ego and getting a rise out of your little reactions. God he wants to undo this so bad.
How can he undo this? He can't…
"I- uh- I'm sorry." He finally manages to croak out a small mouthed apology. Though he means every word of it even if he knows that wouldn't do anything.
"You should be."
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willkimurashat · 1 year
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So, my friends invited me over to watch the PG rated hit family film Cats (2019). Can we have a moment of silence for my forever lost innocence please? … Thank you. Anyway, so now that I’m greatly disturbed and utterly horrified, here’s a LITG x Cats crossover absolutely no one asked for lmao
Casting LITG islanders as characters from Cats (not necessarily from 2019 version because wtf was that)
Marisol/Camilo as Munkustrap
Imposing, energetic, courageous. Leader and protector of the Jellicle cats tribe. Responsible and brave. Narrator and story-teller.
S5 MC as Victoria
Young, inhibited, inquisitive. Naive and kind-hearted, abandoned by previous owners. Longs to be wanted and loved.
Chelsea/Thabi as Jennyanydots
Motherly, contended, controlling. Lazying around during the day, running the household during the night. Cheerful and good-humored with bossy side.
Priya and Bobby/Iona and Najuma as Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer
Mischievous, rambunctious, ne’er-do-well. Fun-loving criminal duo, generally well-received by other cats. Notorious partners in crime.
Lexi/Cherry as Grizzabella
Proud, hurt, indomitable. Once a glamorous star, now exiled and disgraced. Sad and wistful, despised by the Jellicle cats, longs for forgiveness.
Lottie/Suresh as Macavity
Hypnotic, jealous, dangerous. Malevolent criminal mastermind, eludes the police and strikes fear in other Jellicle cats.
Angie/Lulu as Old Deutoronomy
Wise, commanding, spiritual. Kind and just leader of the Jellicle cats, beloved by everyone. An ancient cat with psychic powers and spiritual connection with Heavyside layer.
Mason/Rafi/Finn as Rum Tum Tugger
Vain, perverse, inconsequent. Charismatic, self-obsessed show-off. Rock star with wild anarchic energy and comedic sexuality.
Kat as Bombalurina
Generous, voluptuous, frank. Self-confident and very direct about feelings. Extremely flirtatious and the center of attention.
Rohan/Henrik/Alfie as Mr. Mistoffelees
Competitive, neat, electric. Mysterious and clever conjuring cat. Up to mischief or performing amusing magic tricks.
Bruno/Tai as Skimbleshunks
Caring, bright, self-regarding. Protector of the kittens when danger is near. Jolly and cheerful, remembered by his signature gigantic smile and bright personality.
Will as Gus the Theatrical Cat
Wistful, imaginative, frail. Fragile and feeble old cat, reminiscing about his days of being an actor. Initially vague and a little confused, but becomes more confident and outspoken.
Jake/Tom as Bustopher Jones
Foppish, gluttonous, dapper. Genial and cheerful, enjoys life to the fullest. Particularly interested in fine dining and cuisine at gentlemen’s clubs. Leaves swiftly at first sign of trouble.
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poisonouswritings · 2 years
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MUAHAHHAA SOME SONG RECS EXPECT THEYRE EITHER VERY VAGUE OR EXTREMELY SPECIFIC
-Sensitive by Dreamer Isiomia- big tulsi vibes, lots of cursing in this song tho so tw
-I was sad last night I'm okay now by Tobi Lou more tulsi vibes, i absolutely cannot explain this one
-Do you? By troyboi- Rime makes edits of himself on his fake fan account with this song
-BOYFREN by LoveLeo- rime vibes, do i even need to explain this one?
-Marlboro Nights by Lonely God- lucan!!!!!!! Still dunno why!!!!!!!!
-I WANNA SEE SOME ASS by Jack Harlow-sage.im sorry for this one.
-Rob a bank by Confetti- more sage ✨✨✨
-I WISH WE NEVER MET by CMTEN- rime sitting in his cult cave and brooding in the corner after catching mc and Felix on a date like:
-Doin time by Lana del Rey- sage singing this at 4 am making pancakes and lucan walking in and joining him but unintentionally scaring the shit outta sage
-ili by Troyboi- Saaros edits 💅
-You know that I don't play by Shiloh dynasty soft,,,soft Anisa?
-When the sun loves the moon by reinaeiry- i have no idea!!!!!!!!!!! But def a ship probably sage x mc
-Despicable by grandson- sage again, big emo mood.
-Bad idea by shiloh(?)- Anisa x mc or Felix x
-Love by lofi.samurai- lucan coming back from the dead like:
-Feel Better by Penelope Scott- sage immediately after you 'die'
-Stfu by pink guy- sage, Felix and rime putting their differences aside and singing this as loud as they can outside escells window or just anytime that bitch opens his mouth. Also sage @ gramme
-Achilles come down by gangs of youth- also Anisa vibes!!!!!!!!
-Dead to me by khlaw- Ayanna maybe?
-YKWIM? by got club- sad Anisa vibes :(
-Choke by I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME-killing mc vibes 💅✨✨✨
-Genius by Labrinth - rime @ Felix
-She calls me daddy by King mala- Elowen @ tulsi or Elowen @ Anisa or both ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Elowen @ mc to piss sage off?
-Social climb by I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME- doing the do with sage to this song tho 👀
-Fan behaviour by Issac dunbar- petty makeover Felix @rime
- Ultimately by khai dreams- SAGE X MC POST STORY.*drags my cats to sob in the corner with me*
-Ropa cara by camilo-saaros. Can't explain this but saaros.
-Dreams where you're murdered by X lovers Felix????
The red means I love you by Madds buckley- not -rime. Instead, yandere Felix.
Cut my fingers off by Ethan bortnick- Felix!!?!?!!?!
-egg anon (dumb bitch anon/spy anon)
Wow I know,, maybe three of those? I always see Achilles Come Down as a Sage song and When the Sun Loves the Moon as an Anisa song, but that might be because of my OCs. I could see Social Climb as a sex song but I think Sage would get distracted and kinda hum along to it lol. Choke feels like a Rime song.
I also had some song recs here
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ivanreycristo · 2 years
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.. Y para REMATAR (al menos de momento) TODO ESTO sobre q FOLLAR o lo q LLAMAN AMOR entre HOMBRE Y MUJER es o sale CARO Y DIFICIL O COMPLEJO x todo lo q ENTRAÑA antes, durante e incluso despues x la FALSA MORAL o el DINERO q junto a la MENTIRA o lo FALSO hace este MUNDO OSCURO e IMPURO..
.. Y como es la proxima cantante q cumple 40 años (luego lo hara NATALIA de OT q tras 13 años con un ex-futbolista de REAL MADRID como ALEX PEREZ la dio la PATADA en una edad clave para ser MADRE y la mando al PSICOLOGO) coincidiendo con el reencuentro de LA TERCERA REPUBLICA (10-11-22) con cuyo cantante PABLO MARTIN es el ultimo con el q me fotografie (19-11-21 Sala ROCKVILLE q inaguro grupo DINERO y q fue invitado como AFONICOS x el grupo gallego LA BANDA DEL CAMION cuyo cantante dijo q vino a Madrid x su mujer pero le salio mal aunque tuvo una hija y dijo q hoy ya no follas x 100€ antes de cantar EL FEO).. Recuerdo q Ruth LORENZO (=SOL cuando pega duro) q salio del FACTOR X de UK (amadrinada x DANNII MINOGUE q me firmo su bio en MELBOURNE y la cual tras divorciarse al año del actor e hijo de un Premier Australiano Julian MC MAHON xq se fue a AME_RICA a interpretar a IAN=I am RAIN=Lluvia.. financiandole ELLA x lo q justifica su DESNUDO en PLAYBOY x 150.000$ en 1993 para recuperarse de su matrimonio.. Y Cantando RUTH en su mansion de SAINT TROPEZ donde encontre revista PORNO "UNION" con portada de una chica desnuda con un balon y silbato de arbitro asi como otras 2 con lema CUSTOMIZA TU PUBIS para no tenerlo igual q todas como dijo PAUSINI al enseñar el suyo en PERU tras decirla gracias x LIMPIO con KYLIE MINOGUE en EL CORTE INGLES de CALLAO el 12-2-14 yendome al adjunto FNAC para q me firmara el malogrado Pau DONES de JARABE DE PALO su cd SOMOS con SALUD e IVANCRISTO).. participo en el cd de duetos con mujeres de CAMILO (=KMILO=Kylie MInogue Ivan LOpez) SESTO (antes SEXtO como FELIPE) o el JESUCRISTO SUPERSTAR en 1975 q lanzo su Lp AMOR LIBRE y presentandose en su LANZA-MIENTO con impresionante y cegador ESCOTE.. para luego lanzar su cd LOVEALHOLIC y cd CRISALIDA q cierra PURA LIBERTAD tras MANZANA
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feymaid · 4 years
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Season 3 had no business making her smooch everyone on the first day.
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garlickk · 4 years
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finally drew something for litg s3🤧✨
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thequeenofpixels · 4 years
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So, during the day I chose all the naughty options, and later Camilo says this! LMAOOOO 
But, Yes, sir! 
HAHAHA
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fr0st-km · 2 years
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This isn't a request BUT I wanna say that I love the idea of a camilo!s/o oh my goodness 😭 Imagine all the funny scenarios that could happen, like one of the boys asks his s/o to cover for him, and his s/o turns into him and just goes "don't worry, I can make a perfect impersonation of you hehe"
OH MY GOD WAIT I CAN IMAGINE IT HAHAHGSGAHHAH
Imagine this:
Ruggie wants a break from Leona and you knew about it so you gladly morphed into him ( Ruggie ) to do his job! It DID work but Leona was curious on why Ruggie was so quiet all day long! But yeah, he could care less anyway AGSJAGJSGAG
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Stranger
For @sunshinejihyun MERRY CHRISTMAS
Inspired by Stranger by Riley Roth, with lyrics from Absolutely Smitten by dodie
Bill x MC
Elladine had invited her, so Reese had assumed it was going to be a party at her boyfriend’s place. And then she got to the address she was given, and it was the flat of the brother of Elladine’s mate Camilo- was it Jim? Tim? Tom? Tom! That was his name. Reese had yet to meet him, though. She made her way to the kitchen, using the available sharpie to scrawl her name across one of the red plastic cups before filling it with the Jungle Juice that sat in iced pitchers on the counter. Some bloke bumped into her, Bill according to his cup, an apology shooting out as he poured Bacardi in his cup.
Elladine dragged her onto the makeshift dance floor not too long after, keeping her there for song after song before Reese collapsed onto the couch just as her favorite song started to play. Sipping her drink with a grin, she was prepared to let loose and sing along, until she heard the person beside her, “She wants a chance to see the moon…no space hat so her lips turn blue…”
He was singing every lyric wrong. Reese’s head whipped around face him, ignoring the pretty flush in his cheeks from the alcohol he was drinking, “Oi, ya daft prat!” She shouted over the music, repeating the name she’d read on his cup, “Bill! Those aren’t the words!”
“They aren’t?” His smirk told her he knew, and she glared from her seat.
“No.”
The song continued playing, and this boy seemed to be teasing Reese, “Did you just whisper in her ear? Words she only dreamed to hear? Pretty lady, look at how he's smiling, I think he likes you.”
Reese tried to push the burning in her cheeks away, “So you do know the song.”
“Who doesn’t know dodie?” He asked, feigned offense coloring his tone, until he grinned, “Plus, maybe it’s true. But hey, nice to meet you.”
Reese had known in the back of her mind that he was a stranger. But she couldn’t bring herself to leave, a few drinks and hours later, it was two in the morning when Elladine stumbled over to her and she realized it was time to say goodbye.
She’d have thought that would be it, until Bill stopped her. “This might be weird, but- oh bloody hell, what you got goin’ on later?”
“Probably nursing a hangover if I’m using up all my luck right now.” She hoped she was being just on the good side of obvious.
He smirked at her, “Oh yeah? Are you hoping for something?”
“Just that you’ll have the stones to ask for my number.” His answering grin was enough.
A month later, he’d become such an engrained part of her life, and as he told her he had fallen in love, she wondered how they were ever strangers.
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suguru-getos · 2 months
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| Bully!Satoru Gojo x F!reader | Part 3 |
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Part I, II
Summary: You had just transferred schools, and your first day was an encounter with your new bully. He’s mean, terrifically hot & absolutely a menace. Though there’s more to that personna.
Chapter Summary: After taking an off from school, you are back & Satoru is hovering around you like a looming threat. Suguru is there to defend you this time, but with your rage spiralling, you couldn’t help but ruin the two weeks of you being amicable.
Warnings: Bully!Mean!Satoru ofc, but hey he’s a pookie at heart & he’s contemplating whether to stop!! ✋ Reader-chan snapped in this chapter, soft Sugu<3
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Satoru feels upset and sick to his stomach, as someone who can be often used to people grovelling for him, being scared of him, and just respecting him as the honored one. You weren’t doing any of those and yet, you were suffering all the same. Any other girl would have chosen the easy way out, what does it need really? Apologize? Cry a little? Why aren’t you doing that?
All he could see was you going back home, the summer sun not being kind to you as you drag your feet back, after carrying his school bag for him. Suguru isn’t talking to him either. He simply said he doesn’t like to associate with feminine men who want to proclaim their ego more than their humanity. Boy that fucking stung & Satoru told Suguru to piss off before he’s beaten to a pulp. It’s not how Satoru was treating you which was a problem for him, he never hoped it would drag so much. All his blinding rage of the moment is fading off easy. He couldn’t drag this for a month for the life of him.
People love hanging out with Satoru also, despite whatever worshipping there is — he still has friends. This is surely one of the reasons they lurk around despite his intrinsic, domineering brattitude. He rolled his eyes upon realizing that he’s been standing there watching you walk away & scoffs, going inside.
Your shoulders hurt but you know his and your home is too far. You decide to use whatever pocket money you have to book a cab and leave home. Once you’ve reached, of course there are questions. Questions from your mum who’s calls you ignored. “Where were you? Why are you coming home from a fucking cab?” She snarled, raising a brow at your tired features. Your parents are normal, not too supportive not too toxic. However, normalcy when you’re imposed with external toxicity sounds toxic. Or maybe they just were… toxic. How would you decide either way? It’s not like you’ve taken trial periods of new parents to come to a decision.
“Sorry; head hurts. I’ll be in my room.” You dragged yourself across the expensive marble flooring of your home. You weren’t poor, per se… you just weren’t made privileged either.
Once you reached home, you sighed, back laid across the mattress and staring out into space. The sight of you drenched in cold water, the way your shoulders have red markings of the bag straps, all because you threw some gravy over the fucking bastard! You grit your teeth, jaw clenching. Fuck you hate him.
You hate that you’re crying again, tears and frustration bubbling in your eyes as you sniffled. Leaning your forehead against the mattress and curling up. You want to kick his ass so bad. If only this parental thing wasn’t involved…
The next day you’re not in school, your period had been unbearably shitty & so was your mental health along with migraines. The next day either, and not even the day after. Satoru is getting restless every day, walking to your class and seeing your seat vacant, walking away. Why the fuck does he not have your number? Why the fuck does it even matter… did he make you leave the school? Nah- why would you leave the school it wasn’t that bad right?
It was Friday again, four days of you not being here… you really thought maybe he would count this in the month? It’s almost two weeks over! Then again, Satoru Gojo would just push it for another four days of you serving him because you were absent. When you enter the school premises, you take a long breath, alright. No biggie, he’s just an annoying bully with Daddy’s money in his pockets.
The moment you enter, you find him lurching towards you, a beaming smile with black glasses. He looks so beautiful if he wasn’t so fucking shitty. You looked up at him and before he could say anything, “I was sick, even in companies and where you work, people are allowed to be sick. You can’t really extend the number of days because I was sick. That’s h-how it normally happens.” You mustered, defensive in your stance.
Oh… wow. He was just here to say hello, ask where you were and that if he had been too annoying that you decided not to come to school. Satoru was going to be nicer. Again, broken a little because you think so shitty of him. Not that he cares… he doesn’t… he— doesn’t…. Does he?
“Yeah, yeah I get you; damn do I scare you that much?” He chuckled, hands in his pockets. You knew you couldn’t say any of the twenty ass biting replies that you had logged at the back of your tongue. “Yeah, you’re my highschool nightmare, Gojo san.” You hummed, walking away.
He’s shamelessly following you, holding your wrist. “Didn’t say I was finished, did I?” His playfulness is gone, replaced by something carnal, icy again. You only manage to shake your head no. “Four days at home got you forgetting how to act right, hm?”
Satoru leaned down, making eye contact with you. You glanced at him back, pouting helplessly and shaking your head no. “Just- didn’t think you need me.”
He didn’t really plan on it, he just wanted to have a conversation! Why were you sick? His stomach was turning upside down at the thought of you handling Japan’s heat at 3 PM that Monday. He could’ve asked if you wanted some water… fuck this. He made this bet to make you suffer & you were suffering. What’s the problem really?
The problem was he wasn’t an asshole he pretended to be… and he didn’t think this would drag so long. Haven’t you seen other girls? They fawn over him endlessly, buzzing around him & always eager to have a speck of his attention. This is what makes him pissed off, again.
“You think a lot for someone who’s as dumb as you.” He chuckled, jabbing at your self respect once more like it’s free reign. “Sorry, tell me what is it you need from me?” You just ignore everything he says and focus on one goal. For this hellish month to end so you are free from Satoru Gojo’s clutches. Though with the way he talks to you, it does seem like you could handle your mother taunting you for months about how stupid you are after giving him the money. At least… she’s blood.
“Hey” the next voice that echoed was Suguru. He was the best friend who was around him of course. You remember his gaze, it wasn’t pity towards you when Satoru practically bore you naked in the cafeteria by spilling water over your white shirt. It was rage, subjected for Satoru & Satoru alone.
Satoru raised his brow, “Don’t interfere where you’re not needed, Suguru.” He snapped, while the latter only smiled in an annoyingly calm manner. “Wasn’t talking to you.” He simply answered your bully, looking at you. “Welcome back, I thought you had left the school.” He smiled, giving you the same popsickle that Satoru had you fetch.
You didn’t take it from him, why is he so hell bent on making things worse for you? Though his act of kindness doesn’t go unnoticed. It was like rain on lava. Bubbling emotions rushing down as you couldn’t help but blink furiously to evade the tears you find coming. “N- no, I’m uh… okay. I was just sick.” You managed, gnawing at your lip and wanting the world to swallow you whole. People on their way to classes were already seeing you between the two hot-shots of the school.
“So you can cry huh?” Satoru laughed, almost in disbelief. This is what he wanted didn’t he? Anything said by Suguru which made you emotional had you snap back instantly. “Do you need anything from me or can I go to class?” You say with such hatred it’s truly shocking.
“Yeah, write one thousand times that you will not leave my side until I’m not finished talking.” Satoru says simply, oh he’s pulling off Suguru’s rage on you now.
“You don’t have to do shit- it’s-” before Suguru could say anything else, you nodded. “Mkay. Can I go to class now?”
Satoru gnawed at his lip, he didn’t want today to be like this. He really thought he could make some progress. “Yeah, handwriting can’t be shitty or you rewrite.” He pushed your boundaries once more, hoping to earn a reaction out of you yet again.
“Understood.” You nodded, walking away. Just two more weeks… just, two more weeks.
During the lunch time, you go to him naturally. “Heh, shouldn’t she sit on the floor?” One of his classmates smirked when you walked to him. Oh?
“Shouldn’t you lay down on the floor?” You asked him, before launching a kick right at his face, knocking him unconscious as he dropped down. Wow… everyone was stunned, including Gojo Satoru. Another reminder that he only has you on a leash because he played dirty, another reminder that you are different.
He snickered, of course he wouldn’t chide you for kicking some random asshole’s ass? He would’ve done the same. How he treats you is his problem. Though, you’re pissed, “This is what I didn’t want.” You looked at him, gritting your teeth. “You treating me like shit gives other people the right to treat me like shit.”
You were… wrong. This wouldn’t end after a month? What were you even thinking? There would be other people who would rise up after him to bother you. “I’ll get you the fucking money to shove far up your pathetic ass.” Here you go, losing it again…
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chillnonexsistent · 4 years
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i finally was able to play & yeah this happened
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chaotic-pixie · 4 years
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Bill, sweetie, you’re making it a little hard to root for you.
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Mammon x reader (fluff)
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Lucifer asked you to locate mammon cause you need to meet up at the living room cause he needs to address some matters
You tried going to his room but it was empty, you tried calling him but his not picking up, so you went all over the house and from a window you saw him at the lawn hunching down in the grass
"what is he doing?" you asked to yourself
You wasted no time and immediately went to him. Wanting to sneak up on the male, you tip toed your way making sure you're not making any sound
You were about to scare him when he you heard him
He was there, with a flower in hand and saying
"MC loves me"
"MC loves me not"
while plucking each petal
You knew about mammon's feelings for you, you were just waiting for the tsundere to confess
"MC loves me"
"MC loves me not"
"MC loves me"
"I do" you interjected and his head quickly whipped at your direction at the sound of your voice
How long have you been there Mc, he's face blared up, going red all the way to the tip of his ears. You swear you could see smoke coming out of his ears
You were just smiling softly at the flustered bean, remembering why you were looking for him in the first place you immediately relayed the message from lucifer
After you were done saying what lucifer asked you to. You took the flower from his hand turning on your heel and saying
"I meant what i said you know" you continued walking towards the house leaving a malfunctioning mammon blushing
You're seriously gonna be the death of him
A/N: this was actually inspired by that one tumblr post camilo madrigal x reader, that was super nice. Anyways i hope you like this
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elleirbagsstuff · 2 years
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uhh camilo x gender neutral artist :D (romantic) reader asks camilo to proofread one of their stories and hes like "damn... the mc sounds familiar 😕😕" and its based off him lmao im not sure if i worded this right TT
Writer, got it, ok!
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"It's me!"
Pair: Camilo x Gender neutral!reader
Genre: romantic, fluff
Summary: Y/n and Camilo are spending their mornings in his room, when y/n suddenly asked Camilo to proofread one of their works.
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Camilo was waiting for Y/n to arrive at his room, both of them were together earlier, until Y/n forgot their notebook where they write their stories, so they asked Camilo to go ahead and just wait for them.
After a few minutes, Y/n came running inside Camilo's room, obviously tired, they didn't want Camilo to be waiting that long so they ran.
"You look like you ran a marathon, mi dulce!" He laughed while looking at Y/n, meanwhile the latter glared at him and they threw the notebook on his face. They flopped themselves at Camilo's bed groaning.
"I needed to get that, i finished it last night and could you like proofread it?" They ask, Camilo stayed silent so Y/n turns to look at him and saw Camilo looking at them with a strange face.
"Proofread? ¿Que demonios es eso?" He asked them.
"You know, read it and see if you can spot any mistakes for example, spelling, what if i spelled one word wrong." Camilo nodded thoughtfully as Y/n explained to him, he was flipping the pages and went to the last one. "Find the part where the protagonist went to annoy his sister for money."
Camilo quickly scanned the notebook to find that scene, and when he did find it, he read it out loud so Y/n can hear it too.
"Diego went to find his sister inside her room, and when he saw her peacefully reading a book he smiled mischievously as he entered her room without knocking "oh dear sister!" He said. "You know that you're my favorite sister in the whole world right?" His sister gave him a stern look before saying. "I'm your only sister." " Camilo snorted at the scene he just read.
"Hey keep going!" Y/n shouted at him but Camilo kept laughing and Y/n can't help but join him. "Seriously keep going!"
"Okay okay! He rolled his eyes at the response he got but; nonetheless he went beside her giving his sister a pleading look "can you lend me some money Elena?" The girl paid no attention to her brother causing Diego to whine "c'mon Elenaaaaa, pretty pleaseee???" Annoyed she looks at her brother and plainly said, "no." Jeez what does he need the money for?" He asked Y/n.
"You have to read to find it out." They said with a smile, Camilo smiled as well, he didn't mind he was enjoying the story Y/n wrote.
" Diego pouted, it was a sore eye for his sister. "Why can't you get your own money? Find a job you're 20!" Elena shouted at her younger brother while shaking her head. "That's why i'm asking for money! I'm finding a job!" The boy shouted hopeful that his sister would believe him, but boy is he wrong. "No, you're asking money so you could go and visit your girlfriend from another country." She said while smirking at Diego, the boy grumbled before standing and he whispered "worth a shot" Woah- okay hold up, i knew he was kind of familiar ever since i read this." Camilo said to himself, "who did you base the main character from?" Camilo asked Y/n who was beside him.
Their face was flushed, embarrassed? No, maybe flustered. They cleared their throat before answering.
"Uhm, i based him off of you." They answered unable to look at Camilo, meanwhile the latter gave Y/n a tight squeeze and a kiss on their cheeks.
"I knew it! It's me! You just love me so much that you had to make your main character like me, huh?" He teased, Y/n playfully rolled their eyes with a smile on their face as they shove Camilo.
"Shut up, just read the whole thing."
And so the two of them enjoyed teasing each other for the rest of the day.
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Sorry it's short! But i had fun writing this :))
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