#kuku fics

[creative-heart]

"Where the world made sense" Kuku x (fem!) reader

A/N: Hi lovelies!! Ok, so here goes another one, I think THE man Esteban Kukuriczka is the loveliest man ever! and I wanted to get in there with some angsty fluff for any and all who love this adorable dork. I really hope you enjoy it, it kinda came about with Shakira’s song “Antologia” for my spanish speaking girlies.

TW: Angst, fluff, may be a little mention to smut,just some kissing, social drinking and smoking, nothing too bad.

Word Count: 1.9k

Where Kuku and Y/N finally stop being stubborn and get back where they belong, to eachother

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Three years had gone by since Kuku left the apartment Y/N and him shared, three whole years, and the brunette still walked around in that old Rolling Stones t-shirt he had left behind when he packed his bags, she had never had the heart to reach out and give it back. Three years had gone by and it was the first time she was facing the chance of seeing him again, since the break up, Y/N had been adamant not to cross paths with him, even if it meant, making special plans for her cousin Matias’ birthday. This year though, it was different, he had begged her to come to his party, and she hadn’t had the heart to refuse him he was after all, the favorite of the bunch.

As Y/N got ready padding barefoot around the apartment trying to find the leather miniskirt she wanted to wear she kept circling back to the overbearing thought of Kuku being there, he would probably be, he was Mati’s best friend after all, she didn’t know if it was that chance of seeing him or what, but she kept changing outfits trying to look perfect as she took a glance at the time on the clock on her night stand- she was late, of course- “fuck fuck fuck” she muttered under her breath while she jumped around on one foot trying to put on her higheels and run out the door.

On her drive over, Y/N couldn’t stop replaying their whole relationship in her head, from that first awkward yet adorable hello at the wrap party for the movie, to the lazy fluttery kisses the brown haired sweetheart used to pepper her face with every morning, she remembered the first piece of furniture they bought for the apartment, and the first present she ever gifted him. It all felt so fresh, it all still stung too bad, maybe it wouldn’t have if something bad would have happened for them to break it off back then, maybe it would be easier if she could hate him, but of course she couldn’t, how could you hate the sweetest person alive?- what happened was that you weren’t important enough, he was never home, he always had better plans, remember?- she forced herself to be mad, she had felt so alone back then, and whenever she talked to him about it, kuku dismissed it as being nonsense. She sighed as she parked in front of her cousin’s place, she could hear the music roaring all the way from down on the street. She took a few minutes to compose herself, she knew she was going to cry if she went up immediately, so she got out of her red mini, rested against the closed door and light up a cigarette.

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She fixed her staple bright red lipstick while she rode the elevator up to the loud apartment and took a deep breath before knocking on the door, she had her arms opened, half expecting the birthday boy  to come greet her and as soon as the door started to open she exclaimed “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE SECOND BEST RECALT ON THIS EARTH!” and flung herself onto what she believed to be Matias’ arms only to be met by the perfume she knew oh so well, she wanted to stay in Esteban’s embrace forever, but she pulled away immediately brushing a strand of hair behind her ear and looking down so he couldn’t see her blushing.

“Oh shoot, Sorry Ku- Esteban” she corrected herself “I expected Mati to open the door, I didn’t mean to hu-” her sentence was cut short when he rested his warm soft hand on her forearm to calm her down and let her in.

“Nothing to apologize for babe” he said, the pet name coming as second nature to him when it came to Y/N he moved to the side so she could come in and took the chance to look her up and down -damn she looks absolutely breathtaking, she always had, how I ever got so lucky is the world’s greatest mystery- he wanted to kick himself for letting her go, for not fighting harder, he was still after all these years, undeniably, utterly and completely in love with the dark haired girl. Once she had made her way into the apartment, like she owned the place, commanding the scene as she did anywhere she went, he closed the door and went straight to the kitchen where his friend was.

Matias looked up at him from the snacks he was serving “what’s the matter with you, you look as if you’ve seen a ghost” he chuckled- I MIGHT AS WELL HAVE-  Esteban screamed internally and leaned over.

“you hadn’t told me Y/N would be here tonight, why didn’t you tell me?” The younger looked at his friend and laughed so loudly the whole building might have heard.

“Of course she was gonna be here, she’s my cousin, plus you guys broke up what…three years ago?” he quirked an eyebrow up at kuku “about time you saw each other again” he smirked and walked out giving him a wink. Matias very well knew they were both still stupidly in love with each other, and that the only reason they hadn’t gotten back together was because they were both too damn head strong to admit that they had made a mistake and that they missed eachother.

Esteban stood at the kitchen’s doorway, and there was Y/N as beautiful as ever talking to Malena and Pipe, wine glass in hand looking as beautiful as ever- no, she looks better than ever- and he could watch her all his damn life, seeing how her eyes crinkled at the corners when she laughed, that laugh that filled up any room, that came straight from her heart, head tilted back, free hand clutching over her stomach. And her hair, her long brown hair, perfectly done up with those waves that she would spend hours getting to be how she wanted them to, how he hated it when she sat on the floor, curling iron in hand, brow furrowed in concentration, he knew they would be late to wherever they had to go when he saw that, and yet, he would never change that sight. He quickly looked away when he felt her gaze fall on him, but he could see the soft sad smile painted on her lips, and he hated to be the reason for it to be there.

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As the night went on Y/N still hadn’t mastered the courage to go up to kuku and talk to him again, she knew she couldn’t, she would cry, or throw herself in his arms, or both, and she wouldn’t let that happen, so instead, she grabbed her third…no, fourth glass of wine and stepped out to the balcony to have a smoke, she needed the fresh air, she could feel the booze getting to her head. she light it up and rested against the rail, closing her eyes and letting her head fall backwards a little bit, enjoying the chill air, she didn’t even realize when the balcony door opened and out came that head full of gorgeous brown hair.

“I see you still haven’t broken the habit” Kuku said softly a small smile tugging at the edge of his lips as he saw the girl jump a little bit “oh sorry, didn’t mean to startle you”.

Y/N opened her eyes, and looked at Esteban, god he was still every bit as handsome as she remembered him to be and smiled softly “Not an easy one to break” she cleared her throat -especially when you’re drunk, sad and want to have your lips on his not on the cigarette- she thought to herself.

“It’s nice seeing you again Y/N/N” he started off quietly, hands fidgeting on the balcony rail as he stood beside her facing the street “I must say I was surprised to see you here, thought you would keep avoiding me” she looked at him again and had to fight the urge to brush that stubborn strand of hair off his face, it would always get in his eyes.

“I thought about it for a bit, but I had promised Mati, and I couldn’t break that” she stated before she could filter out the truth she kept looking at him she could look at him all her life “you look good, how have you been?” Y/N said quietly and bit her  lip seeing him shrug.

“busy…okay I guess” he turned to look at her, eyes immediately drawn to her red lips, god what those did to his heart “Mati told me you finally got the job, you’re now officially a model, congrats, I knew you would get it”- so he asked about me- Y/N thought as she nodded and just leaned in pressing a soft kiss to his lips, probably wine induced, and he returned it softly at first, and a bit needier as it went on, he had missed that, but he pulled away, she was clearly drunk “no, babygirl, I think it’s time for you to go home, you’ve had a bit to drink, come on” he said taking the glass of wine.

“Don’t call me that” she whined, not because she didn’t like it, but because it made her want him to keep saying it. He chuckled and threw his hands up in defeat.

“Come on, I’ll take you home” he said, and with that they left Matia’s apartment.

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When they got to Y/N’s apartment, Esteban helped her out of her car and walked her up the stairs to the apartment they used to share and bit his lip while getting the door opened, once they were inside, he turned around “okay, this is where I say good-” he was cut off by her lips crashing onto his once more, still soft, but with a longing that hadn’t been there before, his hands instinctively went to her waist and he pulled her closer not wanting to break the kiss he took her back to the couch, he still knew the place like the back of his hand. When Y/N went to take her top off he stopped her hands, it took all he had in him to do so, but he did, and she sighed and sat up. 

“You don’t want me” she frowned looking down feeling stupid “I should have known” and he sat down laughing which pulled a furious look from those gorgeous green eyes.

“Oh no, believe me, I do, I have dreamt of this moment for three years, I want you more than I ever have, but you’re drunk, and if I’m gonna have sex with you again, I want you to be in all your senses, plus we have lots to talk about still” he stroked her cheek lovingly, he had missed this, and she nodded softly leaning into his touch.

“stay the night?” she looked into his eyes playing with his free hand and he nodded.

She smiled softly and walked him to the bedroom they once shared, taking her clothes off and throwing on his shirt. He smiled seeing that and got in bed with her, pulling her into his arms, determined to not let her go ever again, she fitted in there like it was meant to be, his chest had ached for her head to lay on it once more, and here they were, once again where the world made sense, once again where nothing else mattered.

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A/N: OFC he wouldn’t want to go all the way if Y/N was drunk, that’s how much of a gentleman he is. Hope you enjoyed it!  Also, let me know ig you want me to tag you in my next ones.

@madame-fear

#esteban kukuriczka #Kuku fics #Fluff #Angst #Angsty fluff #fanfics #fics #lsdln x reader #lsdln cast #matias recalt #esteban kukuriczka fics

[kukuandkookie]

wip titles meme

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Tagged by @crimsonrainseekingflower! 💕💕💕

Thank you for the welcome surprise—another one I finally discovered once I looked at my notifications and stuff! Fortunately this time I’m remembering to make my own post haha. 😆

I hope you don’t mind if I also divide by fandom, and these only vaguely include a couple art wips!:

SVSSS:

Grave Matters

Cinderella III: A Twist in Time AU!?

Just a Dream (is this unfortunately a lame-ass title 😔)

Haunting You

Singles’ Day

TLJ/ZZL/LBH/SXY ADDAMS FAMILY AU??????????

Bingqiu White Snake (animated movie) AU

Waiting for the Tree Branches to Bloom Again

Safe from the Storm

I See in Both Your Eyes (Something Indigo)

AU: The Lion King II??

Family Meal Goes “Wrong”

TLJ’s Lament

LBH²

狗哥狗哥，你真了不得 (Gou-ge, Gou-ge…)

Slavic Vampires…

CNY Dumplings Competition

Enchanted (because we’re doing this now, I guess)

Limb Regeneration What If?? 🤔

Of Costumes and Candies (Something Orange)

Something Old, Something New, and… (Something Blue)

SV OTGW AU

I Ship My Rival x Me AU

I Have to be a Great Villain AU

Happiness Just Out of Reach

Lost and Found

Words to Heart

Breathing Smoke Into the Lungs

HORRIBLE NEW IDEA: Maybe title: Just Enough. Just Enough for Me

Love Letters (that’s all I got so far *insert deepfried emote here*)

Daycare AU???

Hmmm. Prince x Princess AU?

Xi Yang Yang AU

Gongzhu

Followers Milestone Celebration

Teacup scene

I Think My Uncle Ships Us Help

Unattainable

I’d Like to Try Staying Awake (for You)

Breaking the System (aka Fuck the System? Literally or—jk jk lmfao)

Bonuses include the latest chapters for I’d Rather Spend My Whole Life Asleep (With You) and To Tame a Beast, except the former doesn’t have a wip title. The latter does in the sense that the chapter title is Pixiu!

Erha:

Putting the Musing in Amusement Park

This Venerable One Will Not Be Outdone

What You Left Behind/Do You Also Miss Me?

[The] Romance of Wolf/Husky and Haitang

Ghost Bride (Corpse Bride but Chinese?? And Reincarnation)

Reconciliation

Fifteen Growing Up Flirty

Out of the Closet (and Into Your Arms)?

The Prince and the Pauper (but based on The Princess and the Pauper because I’m a criminal who hasn’t read the original 😂)

Wo Jia Dashixiong Naozi You Keng but with an Erha Twist

TW WARNING FOR THIS ONE but Passive suicide ideation fic

IDK WHAT TO WRITE FOR CWN’S BDAY… GOD SOMEONE SEND HELP GFGKDFHGKSDFHG (this one has a more polished but still wip version titled CWN Birthday Fic: Past, Present, or Future, I Want to Celebrate With You 😆)

Jiaoren CWN

Priest CWN & demon MR…hehehe (now a Dianran AU?)

More Than Just Puppy Love

Flower Shop…Redemption…Thingy?

From Wanton Wants to Wonton Wonders

A Taste of What Could Have Been

Screwdriver

First Bow to Heaven and Earth

Hidden Love AU

Mo Ran pulls a Bing-ge

Mind(-Reading) Games

Stone Lion

Swallowed Flowers

Confessions (Role-Swap AU)

TXJ Week (help we’re way past that now 😔): De-Aged Fic

A Tear in My Heart aka Read You Like an Open Book aka To Leave a Piece/Page of Me in the Nooks and Crannies of You?

Shi Mei Jiaoren Fic: [I’m] Afraid to Live Without Breathing

I also have a lot of Erha and SVSSS fic ideas that are unfortunately just blurbs in my ideas document right now and not full-on wips so they don’t have any titles I can share. 😔

Misc:

First Times, Second Chances, and Third Time’s the Charm…s (?) (Link Click)

Missing a You of Another Time (Link Click)

Danmei, xianxia-esque story (Link Click)

Suriel/Sariel

Call of the Wolves (specifically chapter 78)

Chuju the Chou

Papillon and Akuma’s Story

Papillon and Akuma Role Reversal AU Story

Circinus and Pyxis

Smoke & Mirrors

Dimension Hoppers

Take Me Back to Hell (All Saints Street)

I’ll Love You Until All the Stars Fall from the Sky (The Legend of Luo Xiaohei?)

Fengxi like Shade in Firewing (The Legend of Luo Xiaohei)

Mafia AU Xuanli x Laojun (The Legend of Luo Xiaohei)

Continuation of Falling for You (White Cat Legend)

How Could I Ever Ask You to Love Me? (White Cat Legend)

My Shadow It Follows Me

The Us of the Present Could Perhaps Be Just as Tender as the Us of the Past (Scissor Seven)

A Conversation With a Dead Man (MDZS)

Magical Girl AU (MDZS)

Xue Yang’s Regrets (MDZS)

Ao Bing and Nezha in a shoujo high school AU… That’s it. That’s the whole idea (Nezha 2019)

Surprising the Un-Surprise-Able (I Have to be a Great Villain)

Xianxia AU (Kiss the Abyss)

Breathing New Life (Kiss the Abyss)

I Will Chase You to the Ends of Time and Space (Kiss the Abyss)

A Family Outing (Beryl and Sapphire)

Just Some Gay Little Dudes (Beryl and Sapphire)

Steven Universe AU (Beryl and Sapphire)

Something as Sweet as You (I Ship My Adversary x Me)

A Present to be Cherished (I Ship My Adversary x Me)

I Ship My Adversary x Me and 严禁造谣 Crossover? AU Swap?

Additional misc wips I haven’t touched in forever are the latest chapters for The World Doesn’t Deserve You (MDZS) and Frostbite (All Saints Street). 😅

And as a bonus, these aren’t at all “official” yet but the more I read for some manhua the more I’m tempted to write fics for them… For example, a fic for Blemishing the Contaminated or My Lovely Troublemaker season 2 would be so cute, even if I don’t exactly have any clear or obvious ideas for them. 🥺

Phew, wow. I had way more wips than I expected AKFJSKFHSJS. Some are honestly just super half-baked documents tucked away in a folder with only a title and outline, but I hope something here was of interest to you guys. 😆💖

As for tagging…

I also don’t think I’m capable of tagging as many people as I have wips otl. So I hope you guys don’t mind if I tag just a few of you!

@ezrathesplit @levia-kun @yumichanhamano @softdekus @rongzhi @azunshi

(Of course, if you would rather not, feel free not to do this!)

#kuku rambles #kuku88 #fanfiction #fanfic #fic #svsss #erha #2ha #scum villain’s self-saving system #人渣反派自救系统 #the dumb husky and his white cat shizun #erha he ta de bai mao shizun #bingqiu #ranwan #and a bunch of other ships 😆 #beryl and sapphire #kiss the abyss #I ship my rival x me #I ship my adversary x me #我磕了对家x我的cp #I have to be a great villain #严禁造谣 #link click #shiguang daili ren #时光代理人

[madame-fear]

𐙚 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄.

ೀ amira speaks.ᐟ : father forgive me for I have sinned— but I regret nothing. first time writing a threesome so I hope I did it well !! 🤧 also,, rightful honourary tags will be all the way below the fic! 💕 ˗ˏˋ ꒰ summary : your boyfriend, Francisco, proposes to you to have a threesome with his friend & cast mate, Esteban. you might be reluctanct at first, but you’ll end up mentally thanking him for coming up with the idea. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ word count : 4.5k

˗ˏˋ ꒰ genre : smut, some fluff. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ pairing : Francisco Romero x (fem!)Reader x Esteban Kukuriczka

WARNING.ᐟ THIS FIC CONTAINS ; threesome, fingering, slight breast/nipple play, tiddy sucking, oral sex (m receiving)/facefucking, handjob, getting cummed in your mouth & having to swallow it, P in V, unprotected sex, creampie, profanity, some praising, them fighting a little bit for your attention (sorry I had to lmaoo).

“Don’t you think it could be fun?”

And yet again, your boyfriend insisted on having a threesome. It seemed that the idea of sharing you somehow thrilled him.

Delicately, your fingers played with strands of his dark blonde hair as his head rested on your lap. Arching your eyebrows, you lowered your gaze — since you were supposed to calmly be watching TV together — to stare at him, only to find him attentively staring back at you with his pretty green eyes.

Several days had passed since Fran first proposed a threesome, but he had been particularly insisting on it since a few days ago. You felt shy at the thought of it, but not uncomfortable — you couldn’t deny, you felt quite intrigued and curious.

“Okay, fine. You might be right, and it could be fun.” you replied, continuing to play with his hair lovingly. “But with who are we going to have a threesome, anyways? I can’t really think of anyone to join us, if I wanted to.” some seconds of silence loomed between you two after your question, no one in particular really came to your mind to have such intimate experience. “Well... I might be able to think of someone,” his words trailed off, quietly.

You raised your eyebrow curiously, awaiting for him to continue. His gaze lingered elsewhere, thinking silently, before going back to stare at you with a meek grin. “Kuku told me many times before that he thought you were a very pretty girl, and that I was lucky to have you, so...” at his comment, you immediatly furrowed your eyebrows, feeling a heated fluster occupy your cheeks, understanding what he tried to imply. You felt reluctanct at the idea of asking Kuku such a thing, but at the same time... He was a good option.

Before you officially began dating Fran, while they were still filming La Sociedad de la Nieve, he had introduced you to his cast mates. All of them were incredibly sweet and fun to be around — but at that moment, you felt particularly attracted to one of them, and that was Esteban Kukuriczka. It was a crush that didn’t last long, as you began dating Fran a short while after crushing on Kuku, and of course, all the love and affection you had to offer, was devotedly given to your now boyfriend.

“Are you... Being for real?” you seemed baffled, dumbfounded. “What if he isn’t into that type of thing, and gets upset at us—” quickly before you could further continue with your objection, Fran shifted positions so instead of having his head resting on your lap, he was sitting next to you, with one of his arms wrapped around your body, pulling you closer to his own.

���I’m certain he won’t decline, trust me.” he continued, “Besides, I know you’d like him to join us. I remember being jealous when you had a crush on him, before we started dating... And now, I don’t mind sharing you with him.” you clicked your tongue at his teasing, failing to hide the growing blush in your cheeks. “And... I also know he’s certainly going to appreciate the fact that I’m willing to share you.” moving your gaze away to avoid his own strong staring, you considered what he had told you.

Both of them were extremely close while, and after filming the movie — Fran knew him much better than you did, and if he said Kuku would accept having joining you for a threesome, you wholeheartedly trusted him. After all, despite being hesitant, you were willing as well to try new experiences. And it was even better if there were two involved with you, rather than just one.

His hand gently moved up and down your arm, caressing it, as you thought quietly to yourself. And it didn’t take you long to consider it, as you turned around once again to stare at him, slightly grinning. The expression on his face resembled that of an eager puppy, knowing you’d most likely accept.

“You know what? Fine,” you began, “I’d very much like him to join us. You can ask him if he wants to.” and with your approval, a sigh of relief escaped from him. Your boyfriend had always been committed to pleasuring you in any possible way that there was, and he was insistent on trying new experience because, eventually, Fran knew you would like them.

“Gracias, mi amor.” cupping both your cheeks firmly, Fran pressed a loving smooch on your forehead, making you widely grin. All that there was left to do now, was send a message to his cast friend, and simply find a proper day where you would all be free.

“You won’t regret it, we will both make sure you are properly taken care of.”

You knew your reluctance would eventually bend into acceptation of the idea of a threesome— and to further develop into genuinely fancying it.

The pounding of your heart increased rapidly, beating loudly against your chest; it made your entire body tremble slightly. As Fran had previously reassured you, Kukuriczka did accept the proposal of joining the two of you for a threesome — and currently, you found yourself in the bed you shared with Francisco... Being pampered in loving kisses and gentle touches by both him, and Kuku.

It felt strange, to have two men thrown entirely at you, showering you with a teasing affection; but you weren’t complaining at all. In fact, you could quite get used to the feeling with no problem at all, as you enjoyed receiving the attention from both of your favourite boys.

Soft groans spurred delicately from your lips. Your eyes were closed, tilting your head to a side as you sweetly, yet fervently kissed Fran; moaning quietly against his lips. His warm hand was under your shirt, possesively caressing one of your breasts, squeezing it and brushing his thumb across your hardened nipple; knowing it was an easy way to get you turned on.

It didn’t help either to feel the elder Argentine man’s thin lips pressing smooches all over the soft spots of your neck, occasionally on your shoulder, as his hand had sneaked inside your underwear, rubbing his fingers across the wet entrance of your pussy in a teasing manner. “Already eager to feel two cocks inside of you, hm?” he teased, feeling his hot breath against your sensitive skin, making you pull briefly from your boyfriend’s lips. “And to think you were making such a fuss of it yesterday, not wanting to get him upset at us— Now, you’re all wet for us.” your boyfriend remarked, smiling proudly, squeezing your breast possesively.

“Shut up.” you muttered in between soft pants, trying to dismiss both as you were being stimulated by them. It seemed as if they enjoyed taking their time with you and playing around, appreciating every single reaction of yours. A crimson tint notoriously occupied your cheeks, spreading across your face at the teasing actions of both men.

Before you, or any of the boys, could say anything else, you felt two fingers abruptly entering deeply into your moist cunt, thrusting gently. “Fuck,” you gasped, spreading your legs wider unconsciously— leaving both men satisfied with your response. For your aching hole, being filled with Kuku’s fingers was a relief.

Initially, his movements inside of you with his digits were careful, appreciating every inch of your inner walls — and it didn’t take too long until both fingers were coated with your slick, working as a lubricant to slide inside of you more easily. Aching for more, you began moving your hips against his fingers, helping him to satisfy you.

“Your boyfriend’s right, you do look so pretty when you’re wet.” a grunt spurred from your lips, trying to think of something coherent to reply, but you felt too fogged by the pleasure you received. You squirmed even more when his lips were pressed against the corner of your lips for a brief moment. “He’ll need to share you with me more often.” something that was both adorable and fun to notice, was just how flustered — and incredibly wetter — you got at the mention of both men talking about you in a sexual manner, being taken care of by both of them.

On the other hand, Fran shamelessly lifted your shirt, leaving both your tits exposed. If there was a part of your body that never failed to fervidly turned him on, those were your breasts — and he adored getting his hands and mouth on them. Faint grunts kept escaping from you as the pace of the fingerfucking increased, and the dark blonde haired Argentine’s mouth took your breast that he had been previously squeezing, moving his hand to your other tit, trying to give as much equal attention to them as possible.

Wet kisses were placed across your aureola, only to then teasingly, leisurely pass his tongue over your stimulated nipple, and he occasionally nibbled on the sensitive skin of your breast. At the feeling, you moved your chest forward, giving him more access to use his mouth. Your hand went to the back of Fran’s head, interwining messily your fingers in between his blonde curls, burying his head on your chest to encourage him further to keep going.

The other man’s fingers began thrusting harder, and faster in and out of you. Your head was slightly thrown back; the sound of your timid moans and the fleshy sound of your pussy being continously stimulated were the only things heard in the room.

“It seems that your boyfriend treats you quite well, doesn’t he?” with his free hand, Kukuriczka delicately took hold of your chin, forcing you to stare into his beautiful brown eyes. Your own wetness oozed out of you, staining your inner thighs — and having Fran’s mouth ravenously taking your breast and kneading the other wasn’t helping at all. You bit your lower lip as you stared at the older man, feeling another one of his fingers slip inside of you. “He’s stretched you so well, that I can fit three fingers inside of you.”

He had been previously given permission to kiss you if the opportunity was presented, and so, he did. Tilting his head softly, Kuku leaned closer to your face, pressing his lips against your own in a delicste manner while his three fingers intensely thrusted inside of you, beginning to hit that sweet spot of yours.

It didn’t take him too long to figure out which spot of your insides was the most vulnerable, as his fingers got further coated with your dripping slick, you arched your back and your moans became loud whimpers — Esteban was going to abuse that one spot as much as he could.

Moaning against his lips as your hips rolled against his fingers, you felt a knot beginning to faintly form on your stomach. “Such a sweet, good girl you are. You must be enjoying all the pampering we are giving you, aren’t you?” he whispered quietly, pulling away from a moment before going back to endearingly kiss you, and all you could do in response, is deeply hum dumbfounded. By the feeling of your inner walls tightening around his digits, it was obvious you would be about to cum.

The hand resting on the back of Fran’s hair tightened it’s grip on his blonde curls, appreciating the blatant feeling of devotion for your tits; having him filling them with kisses, licking, squeezing them, and even some bruising would appear on your skin from all his nibbling and lovebiting.

The gentle kiss you had been giving to your boyfriend’s cast mate was interrupted as you suddenly broke it away, softly gasping. Fran had abruptly stopped from giving any more attention to your breast with his mouth, pulling apart as his green eyes darted towards the other man, and the hand that was pampering your other breast was playfully — and a bit jealously — placed on Kuku’s face to push him away from you.

“That’s my girlfriend, not yours. Don’t get too confident with her.” immediatly with a scoff, Esteban removed Fran’s hand from his face. The younger Argentine possesively wrapped an arm around you, placing his cheek against your own flustered one. “Too bad you agreed to share her with me, and she seems to be quite enjoying all the attention.” you huffed in annoyance at their little childish fight for you, frustrated at how the fingers inside of you stopped thrusting intensely, just when you felt like cumming.

“Just look at how I ruined your girlfriend.” with a soft whimper, the three fingers inside of you were pulled out from your abused cunt only to leave an empty aching space in you— but he proudly showed his fingers entirely coated in your dripping wetness to your boyfriend, and not only that, but as well as the sight of your visibly trembling legs already said enough. It was true you felt ruined by such stimulation, but they both deserved their rightful credits.

The blonde haired Argentine scoffed at the sight, feeling slight jealousy— but it was cute to see him like that, when he was the one to propose a threesome, and now he felt possesive over you. “It’s not like I haven’t left her like that before, and I’ve done a much better job than you!” he retorted, looking at you lovingly with his green eyes, searching for approval. “Haven’t I, cariño?”

Both men fixed their stare on you, making you simply groan out of frustration. You couldn’t care less about their possesiveness over you and their fighting about which one made you wetter— you needed them inside of you, at the same time. They already managed to make you wet enough equally. “I don’t really care, my love.” you replied frankly, with an increasing desperation to feel both of them. “I would appreciate it if you both shut up, and just fuck me for once.”

Either way, they both felt satisfied to hear your answer. They exchanged knowing looks for a brief moment, making your boyfriend grow a wide grin on his lips. In the atmosphere, it still lingered the possesiveness they both felt foe your attention— but they knew just how to take care of the situation. With the brief stare that they exchanged, it was as if they had told each other ‘we’ll see who makes her moan the most’; and it would be like an unspoken, fun little game between them.

“Don’t get too desperate, my love.” Fran, still grinning to himself at your response, nuzzled the tip of his nose against your cheek before placing a tender smooch against it. “We’re getting to that part now.” his gaze lowered to the shorts you wore, moving his hand to slip it under them slightly, teasingly. “Suck him off, now, and I’ll take care of you from behind, in the meantime.”

You quietly whimpered at the feeling of his hot breath against your skin, having his lips continuing to place gentle pecks. All you could do is hum and nod in agreement— you could feel your own underwear getting stickier with your own slick at the thought of being filled with their cocks. The sight of you being so ruined and sensitive at the slightest stimulation they provided to you was such a delight.

“On your knees, then.” the younger Argentine commanded, placing a last kiss on your shoulder before moving away slightly, giving you enough space to shift positions. An overwhelming feeling of shyness took over you, but you felt too fogged by horniness to even focus on the growing timid feeling.

Kukuriczka fixed his own position, softly leaning against the pillows in the bed, spreading his legs wide enough for you to have space to get in between them, as Fran allowed you to settle. Shyly, you crawled closer to the older man, nibbling on your lower lip delicately. Your hands trembled with anticipation, moving them to his pants to remove them.

“I-Is it okay if I take this off?” you meekly asked, looking up at him with puppy eyes. The nervousness you felt was notorious, and beautifully adorable for them. “Why are you even asking, love?” his hand moved to gently stroke your cheek with the back of his index finger, giving his approval for you to continue. A sheepish grin appeared on your lip, feeling your face grow flustered.

With your hands, you leisurely lowered down both his pants, and his underwear. It’s not like you hadn’t sucked off your boyfriend before— you did, many times; but this was another man, and it was another man you had crushed on before. As soon as you managed to remove his lower clothing, your eyes couldn’t help but stare at his hard cock timidly, and dumbfoundedly.

“Like what you see?” as it was obviously expected, he noticed you staring at his thick manhood, and his hand went to stroke your hair affectionately. You nodded vehemently, trying not to stutter. “Y-Yes, I do.” you replied, smiling stupidly to yourself at the way Kuku gently, yet teasingly treated you.

“But it’s not any better than mine, of course.” your boyfriend scoffed from behind of you, making the other man roll his eyes. “We’ll see that.” Kukuriczka answered back, helplessly making you grin at the little fights they had, to either get more of your attention, or praising.

Fran placed himself delicately on top of you, using his lips to place small, tender kisses on your shoulder as one of his hands played with your shorts, and the waistband of your underwear. In the meantime, you slowly wrapped your hand around Kukuriczka’s cock. From it’s tip oozed pre-cum, and your lips placed a small wet kiss on it, staining your lips faintly with the fluids. With your lips, you kept placing small kisses all over the tip, occasionally moving down a bit to spread the kisses further.

Teasingly, at one moment, you slowly passed your tongue through his tip, savouring all the dripping pre-cum. With pride, you smiled to yourself slightly at the feeling of his cock twitching for you, already— along with his soft grunts, and the way he moved his hips forwards needily, eager to have you suck him off.

Tenderly, your hand began moving up and down on his manhood, stroking him. Leaning closer and partly opening your lips, you took him into your mouth. You moved softly down onto his shaft as deep as you could, trying not to choke yourself as your tongue caressed his size, taking him entirely into your mouth. As his hand had been stroking your hair gently, his hand helplessly formed into a grip on your hair, helping you move your head.

“Fuck,” he grunted quietly, throwing his head back. Despite wanting to be as gentle as possible with you, Kukuriczka couldn’t help it— his hand buried you deeper into his cock as his hips moved forwards to make you take him further, while your hand increased the pace in which it stroked his shaft. Gods, you were atrociously good at it; Esteban never doubted it when he thought — and said — Fran was lucky to be your boyfriend.

On the other hand, Fran had already managed to lower down both your shorts, and underwear at the same time. He couldn’t help but notice the way you were dripping wet for both of them. “She’s so good at it, isn’t she?” Fran chirped playfully, noticing how Kuku seemed to enjoy the attention you were currently giving him— and saying he enjoyed it was an understatement.

“And she’s so beautifully dripping wet for our cocks.” those last words, had been whispered against your ear. All you could do in response was needily grunt, as your mouth was filled with the other man’s hardened shaft. A bit desperately, having noticed just how wet you were, he lowered down his own underwear in a swift motion. Just like Kuku, his own cock was erected as well— needy to feel your inner walls milking him ravenously. It didn’t take him long to place it’s tip on your entrance, and delicately slip his shaft inside of you.

The slipping-in of his cock inside of you had been quite easy and smooth, as your slick worked as a lubricant. You were no stranger to the feeling of your boyfriend’s cock, but you couldn’t help but feel pleasantly overwhelmed at the sensation of two cocks filling your holes. In response to his penetration, you grunted against the other dark haired Argentine’s cock, almost choking on it.

“Your girlfriend is such a good girl. Look at how well she can take two cocks at once,” a rosy haze overtook your cheeks as you heard the two men praising you, hearing their ragged breathing in between each words. You briefly pulled apart from Kuku’s cock, leaving a thin trail of saliva as you tried to catch some air, and a whimpered moan spurred from you. You didn’t know whose name to moan first.

Grunts continued to escape from your lips as Fran continously slipped deeper inside of you, and then out. His movements were initially gentle as always, only to become faster & rougher with the passing of the time. Your inner walls so deliciously tightened around the familiar feeling of his cock, making him proudly smile. Barely being able to think, you kept using your hand to masturbate Esteban, feeling fogged at the pleasure being received.

“Your boyfriend is fucking you so well, that you’re forgetting to use that pretty little mouth of yours— aren’t you?” Kukuriczka teased, as his hand moved towards your chin, using his thumb to brush it across your lips. “Keep going, bonita.” he encouraged, his thumb forcing it’s way into your mouth so you would open it, and his cock entered your mouth once again. There was no complaint from your part, as you needily began tasting his shaft again.

Your tongue swirled across his size, releasing some muffled groans as his hips moved in a way that they almost reached your throat, and Fran took a firm hold of your hips, fucking your overstimulated cunt a bit harder. His cock was entirely coated in your cum, causing a faint fleshy sound to echo across the room, along with the moaning and panting of both men, and your own grunts.

A tear threatened to escape from the corner of your eye, doing your best to focus on both giving, and receiving. Kuku moved his hand on the back of your head, interwining his fingers between strands of your hair, burying his cock deeper into your mouth— and you tried to keep up with the motion, trying not to choke as you were burdened with pleasure, your hand as well masturbating him faster. Their moaning became slightly louder, both occasionally muttering your name so beautifully in between pants.

Both their cocks inside of you pulsated heavily, indicating that they were about to cum— and they were going to cum inside you. “F-Fuck, you’re so tight. I-I’m going to cum,” your boyfriend grunted against your ear, feeling how your walls tightened even more firmly around his shaft, placing sloppy kisses all across your neck with his hot breath hitting against your skin. A knot formed inside your own stomach, aching for release, as well as a tighteing fiery feeling in your chest.

Some seconds had passed, with the increasing sound of the moans, praises, and the intensity in which they fucked your mouth and pussy, having you nearly melting between them. And as expected, it didn’t take long until all of you simultaneously came. Your boyfriend firmly pushed himself against you, burying his cock as deep as possible, releasing his own hot seed into your moist inner walls.

The other older Argentine kept your had as still as possible with his hand holding the back of your head, groaning loudly as you felt the warmth of his cum filling your mouth. In the heat of the moment, you didn’t doubt in proudly swallowing all the hot, salty seed— even having slightly pulled apart briefly after he came, with some drops of his cum staining your lips, and chin. You released a muffled groan, feeling their cum filling both your holes, and your own cum being pleasantly released; dripping through your inner thighs, and leaving Fran’s shaft all stained with your slick.

For some seconds after all of you released at the same time, you stood still. Leaving another trail of saliva behind, you pulled apart from Kuku’s cock, catching some air to breathe; panting heavily as your entire body shook with the pleasure that washed over you. While your hand let go of his shaft, with a wet pop, Fran slipped outside of you. It made your insides feel empty, and cold— yet, the feeling of his cum and your own oozing out of your pussy felt satisfying; and it was a sight he always admired for a few seconds with pride.

Weakly, you crawled towards Kuku, whose chest rose and fell continously as he panted, and fell on top of him. Fran did the same as you did, but instead, he gently laid on top of you. His arms were possesively wrapped around your body, placing some loving little kisses all over your shoulder blade, as Esteban placed one of his hands on your arm, and the other one sweetly stroked your hair. You were such a loving, beautiful girl— it made him feel good to know, he could share you with Fran.

Kukuriczka kissed the top of your head as you panted as well, meekly smiling and blushing to yourself while both men filled you with pampering little kisses. “T-This was rather fun, I liked it.” you muttered, as you could feel Fran smiling at your remark while he kept kissing your shoulders, and Kukuriczka grinned as well. “We should do this more often, all of us together.” you continued.

“We should, and we will.” Fran retorted, tracing a mindless shape on your arm with the tip of his finger. “Unless... You are both up for a second round, instead of waiting until next time?”

◞ ꙳ ๋࣭ ⭑ ` honourary tags to my darling beloveds.ᐟ

To my sweet love @lady-ashfade, for having accepted to be my beta reader despite not crushing on the actors, nor being part of the fandom. For your constant sweetness, tenderness, how you fangirl along me about my favourite boys (and I with yours!), and for your words of encouragement too. I love you so much, baby!! Thank you for everything we allow to share with each other! 🥺💗

And as well, to my most beloved sweet girls, @luceracastro + @castawaycherry!! You both also encouraged me to write this fic, and always support me on each work I do, and each idea I have for our boys— and also, you girls are both the loveliest, most positive people ever. Me siento tan afortunada de haberlas conocido, gracias por todo el cariño que me dan, y espero devolverles todo ese amor 1000 veces más!! 🥰❤

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[sthavoc]

Hi! I love your Enzo fics! I was wondering about one where she's friends with a castmate and they all go out for a night and Enzo sees her dancing and is smitten with her? Like he's had a crush for a while and hasn't done anything so the guys are pushing them together

˚｡⋆🪩 𝐅𝐄𝐖 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒, 𝐅𝐄𝐖 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 | ENZO VOGRINCIC

𖥔 ࣪˖ pairing: enzo x fem!reader

𖥔 ࣪˖ summary: Enzo has had a crush on you for the past months after meeting you. The guys finally push the both of you together to talk as a form of little help to their friend.

𖥔 ࣪˖ warnings: mentions of puke, alcohol, and fluff

𖥔 ࣪˖ note: ohh goody!! I love a crushing enzo. thank you so much your nice comments mean a lot! I hope you enjoy it!<3 hoping I didn’t miss any grammar mistakes.

“Ya dale boludo. Por qué mejor no vas y charlas con ella en ves de estar aquí todo embobado viéndola.” Enzo turns his attention to the curly blue-eyed boy.

He hadn’t realized it yet but he had his eyes set heavy on you. He watched how you danced and sang the lyrics of any song that would be playing. Thinking you looked beautiful. Enzo was lucky you hadn’t noticed that he was gazing, he didn’t want to startle you away.

You had been friends with Juani for a while now, and he always invited you out with the guys. Since you were like a sister to him, he wanted you to hang out with him at all times. If possible. When you met Enzo, it was as if the world stopped for him, he found you mesmerized. The poor man couldn’t say a word, he didn’t want to mess up. The boys were getting tired of him, always telling him to go talk to you but Enzo just couldn’t bring himself to.

“No, que tiene miedo que no le de bola al nene,” Matías says in a joking tone. Enzo only rolled his eyes since he knew Matias was just making fun of him.

“Pero es que es tan hermosa que no se que decirle.” Enzo looked around towards his friend group who only stared back.

“Pues eso mismo. Que esta hermosa.” Blas points out. He didn’t think it should be that hard since he seemed calm about it. His tone said it all.

“¡Que no! No quiero ser directo.” Enzo’s hand points into the center as he speaks.

He was overthinking too much. He just wanted to try and find a good topic to talk about. Another possibility was he was just scared you wouldn’t want to talk to him.

“Ay, ya boludo. No más que viene pa’ acá.” Juani stands up waving his hand in the air with his cup on the other. He walked closer to Enzo before he spoke. “Te dejamos con ella y le hablas.”

“Juani pero si apenas y le puedo decir un hola.” The last syllable drags on his tongue while he faintly motions his hands towards your direction.

“Práctica.” A pat is set on Enzo’s shoulder by Juani. “Pero no me le hagas nada que te mato pelotudo.” He finishes his sentence and points his index finger at Enzo who only nods.

The boys stayed quiet for a second after you got there. You still had a bit of your drink, which you had asked Juani to take care of before getting up to go dance. You smiled at all of them while Juani spoke—

“Eh oye linda, fíjate que tenemos que salir corriendo que se le descompuso el auto a kuku-” Juani points towards Esteban. The poor guy was confused for a second but quickly followed along with the plan—

“Ah sí. Algo del combustible.” He makes up.

“Oh, okay.” You nodded.

“Sí pero te quedas con Enzo—” Juani gave him a small pat on the back while all Enzo could do was share a small smile as he glanced at you. Shortly he downed the rest of his drink in a nervous manner only he knew. You gave him a genuine one. “No estarías sola.”

You nodded while taking a sip of your drink. “Bueno, vayan. No pasa nada.”

After you say that, all of the guys disappear leaving you with Enzo in the bar. He felt like he was back in middle school, having his friends to help him stay with the girl, or himself being too scared to ask the girl out. But this was worse, he couldn’t even say a small hi.

“¿Como te la estás pasando?” You asked to break down the iced silence. In some way, Enzo was thankful, and on the other, he felt nothing but nervousness.

He decided to swallow the lump and speak to not leave you hanging. “Bien, bien. ¿Y tú?”

“Bien, divertido.” You nod.

In that moment the music shifted into a song that you recognized. La Tormenta de Arena by Dorian played. You watched how the lights dimmed into a dark blue and the flashes shifted with the rhythm of the beat.

“Ay, vamos a bailar.” You rose from your chair excitedly. A smile was spread across your face while Enzo’s face looked surprised.

“¿A- a bailar?” He swallowed. “No, nena. Creo que prefiero quedarme sentado.” He downed his shot shooting you a smile that made his eyes squint.

You giggled at his facial expression before you grabbed his hand and pulled. “Ay ándale solo somos tú y yo. Todos se fueron a arreglar el carro de kuku.”

Enzo thought about it for a moment. The guys had left just to get the two of you together, and right now you were asking to dance. This could be the chance for the two of you to finally start having more conversations. Get close.

“Dale.” He smiled. One that showed his dimples.

You dragged Enzo towards the dance floor that was full of people. Everyone moved to the rhythm of the music, bodies touching. Enzo could only smile as you brought him closer to you. He was admiring you. He admired how your skin reflected against the hue of the blue. How you smiled while you swayed your body to the beat. He only moved from side to side.

“¿Siempre eres así?” The same smile stayed on his lips. His voice had risen up due to the loud music.

“¿Así como?” You hollered coming closer to get a better listen.

His neck lowered down to get to your level. “De divertida.”

You picked up your head as you were about to answer, but you felt how a body pushed you over making you stumble into Enzo. His hands gripped your arms as you looked up towards him with a shy smile.

“Perdón.” You say pulling back.

“No pasa nada, nena.” His words followed a smile. “¿Volvemos?” He points back to the chairs on the bar making you nod.

The both of you walked away from the crowd as you looked around to see if you spotted the boys. But they were nowhere to be seen. You had ordered another round of shots for both, you and Enzo. He seemed to decline at first, saying he had already drunk too much, but you managed to convince him.

Four shots later of two rounds and you were giggly with Enzo. “No, no, en serio. Ese chico no tenía forma de liga. Llegue vomitada a mi casa.” You scowl at the memory.

Enzo and you had been talking about your past talking stages, or guys you had gone on dates with. He somewhat felt like he was getting good information on what you liked and what you didn’t.

“¿No, pero como se puede ser tan asqueroso?” Enzo laughed while you nodded along. “Y en su primera cita también. Me imagino que no lo volviste a buscar.”

“No.” A chuckle escaped your lips while a shake of the head followed. Enzo thought about asking a question he had been thinking about, but he wasn’t sure if he should. Until he downed another shot was when he did—

“Bueno, ¿y qué te gustaría que tú cita hiciera?” He questioned.

He felt like this conversation was perfect to ask this question. He knew he would not have another chance to at least know something, for if he ever invited you out on a date.

“Pues-” You sighed setting the piece of lemon into the small tray. “Me gustaría que sea simpático. Que tengamos cosas en común, haga chistes o que no sea serio.” You shrugged. “También lo más importante que no sea un patan y se crea el centro de atención.”

“¿Y tienes cita ideal?” He titled his head towards the side somewhat squinting his eyes.

“Mmm. Siempre he querido ir a la playa y hacer como un picnic. Ver el atardecer, con Bob Marley de fondo.” You giggled before speaking again.

noted.

By that time both you and Enzo watched as the guys came back towards the both of you. All of them circled where you and Enzo were before Juani spoke—

“¿Como andan?” He looked straight at Enzo with a smirk, but then toward you.

You nodded. “Bien. Bailamos y nos tomamos unos tragos.” You glanced at Enzo with a small smile while Juani nodded with raised eyebrows that followed a smile on his lips, that was somewhat opened.

“Ah, ¿en serio?” Juani patted Enzo’s shoulder. “Que bueno.”

Enzo knew where Juani was going. He just wanted him to stop talking so he wouldn’t say anything that could come out in a wrong way. He thankfully did and didn’t say anything wrong.

However, after all, he was thankful to the boys for giving him this small push. Without it, he wouldn’t know if he was going to ever be able to talk to you. This somewhat made it better, and he felt like the two of you had gotten closer than you were.

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[stuckwthem]

hi! i love your writing and i wanted to ask you if i can request a kuku fic? and could you make it a little smutty? thnx!!

sweet nothing | esteban kuku

summary: tú y kuku vivís juntos, y todos los días después del trabajo lo único que queréis es correr a los brazos del otro.

tw: bien poquito smut

cuando entraste en el salón, después de una ducha revitalizante y vestida con ropa más cómoda, viste a esteban sentado en el sofá con sus gafas leyendo uno de tus roteros de teatro, y sonreíste al verlo. formaba parte de tu rutina familiar después de un largo día de trabajo llegar a casa, ser recibida con cariño y poder pasar un rato de relax en el sofá con tu novio. 

la tele estaba encendida, emitiendo sonido ambiente, pero el actor no la estaba viendo, concentrado en las pequeñas palabras de las páginas, desplomado en el sofá. 

"¡vete para allá, que estás en mi lado del sofá!" te acercaste con un tono de falsa impaciencia sólo para romperle las pelotas, chocando tus rodillas contra las piernas de kuku.

esteban levantó la mirada, uniéndose a tus bromas mientras te fulminaba con la mirada por encima de sus gafas, observándote con falso fastidio. entonces te recorrió con la mirada, más concretamente se fijó en tu cálido pijama con estampado de monitos.

esteban soltó una carcajada y rodó los ojos cariñosamente, girándose perezosamente hacia el centro del sofá. 

"oh, perdona, no había visto tu nombre escrito en él", dice irónicamente, torciendo los labios. te tiras sobre el cojín antes ocupado por él, siendo acogida por el calor de su cuerpo.

"es mío por honor, esteban. ¿ves esa mancha aquí? la hice yo. mi territorio". señalando una pequeña mancha más oscura en la tela, exclamas con expresión seria.

"ah, así que ahora admites que has sido tú" el pelinegro entrecierra los ojos en tu dirección, acusadoramente. te aguantas la risa al recordar la vieja discusión que tuvisteis sobre las manchas en el sofá, en la que negaste rotundamente ser la culpable.

"sólo era cuestión de marcar tu territorio para momentos como éste", te encoges de hombros, con cara desdeñosa.

entonces los dos os reís, en un momento totalmente doméstico y habitual, que te ayuda a deshacerte de la tensión del día y a reconectar con esa buena energía. esteban te tiende una bolsa de gominolas ácidas, que aceptas encantada, arrojándote sobre el sofá, imitándole.

después de un rato de mirar al techo, repasando inevitablemente los pequeños detalles del día, te vuelves y te encuentras con un esteban cariñoso, con la cara vuelta en tu dirección mientras tiene una mirada divertida clavada en ti.

"¿por qué me miras así?", le preguntas enarcando las cejas, apoyando la mejilla en el mullido cojín del sofá.

"porque eres guapa y eres mi novia, ¿puedo?", reta, como si tuviera la respuesta en la punta de la lengua.

"¿incluso con este ridículo pijama?", preguntas, casi incrédula, abriendo los brazos para que pueda contemplar tu elección de vestimenta.

esteban sonríe, mirando brevemente el pijama que llevas puesto. coge uno de los extremos tejidos entre los dedos y finge analizarlo seriamente.

"ah, definitivamente. estos monitos sólo añaden encanto", responde, guiñando un ojo juguetonamente. "además, es el pijama más sexy que he visto nunca".

"¡parezco una abuelita!" discrepas, asombrada, exageradamente estupefacta.

"pues entonces, supongo que me gustan las señoras maduritas. serías una señora muy apetitosa" bromea esteban con una sonrisa maliciosa en los labios, mirándote de arriba abajo como si te estuviera evaluando.

jadeas de sorpresa, sorpresa y humorada, mirándole con los ojos muy abiertos y una enorme sonrisa en la cara, divertida. kuku abandona el rotero que estaba leyendo, lo deja a un lado y te atrae en un cariñoso abrazo sobre su regazo. le duelen las mejillas de tanto sonreír.

esteban olía a su suavizante de ropa limpia, a desodorante masculino y a jabón. olfateaste la curva de su cuello una vez más antes de separarte para oírle hablar.

"me está gustando mucho la idea de envejecer contigo ahora, ¿sabes?" murmura, con la misma sonrisa traviesa, mientras la punta de su nariz casi se encuentra con la tuya.

"idiota", su cariñosa maldición se convierte en una risita nasal.

sus dedos se pasean por la cara de kuku, contando cada peca a lo largo de su mejilla y luego bajando por su nariz. los ojos del actor se pasean por su cara, admirándola con calma, repasando cada trocito que desearía no olvidar nunca.

"¿cómo te ha ido el día?" preguntó esteban, apoyando la cabeza en el sofá para verla mejor. sus ojos recorrieron el resto de pecas de su cuello hasta el cuello de la camisa, haciéndola suspirar con la tentación de besar cada una de ellas.

"muy bien, un poco cansada como siempre" contestó, pasándose la mano por el pelo en un intento de arreglárselo. él le ayudó pasándole los dedos por detrás de las orejas, recogiéndole algunos mechones rebeldes. "te he extrañado todo el día"

esteban sonrió dulcemente, pasando la otra mano por su muslo izquierdo mientras la otra bajaba hasta su mandíbula, acariciándola lentamente con el dorso de los dedos.

"¿y lo tuyo?" le devolvió la pregunta, dejando caer la cara hacia un lado, apoyada en la mano de su novio.

"es un poco pesado, ensayos y más ensayos, no quiero más leer ni una palabra", soltó, y se podía ver el brillo del cansancio en sus ojos marrones detrás de las gafas. "sólo he estado esperando este momento"

para satisfacer tu deseo, esteban bajó la mano hasta tu barbilla y te atrajo hacia un beso, lento y suave. el calor de su boca era agradable y familiar contra la tuya, encajando tan fácilmente en el contorno de los labios suaves y contorneados del actor. saboreaste el sabor cítrico del dulce ácido de antes y te reíste en el beso, rozando tu nariz contra la suya mientras inclinabas la cabeza hacia el otro lado.

las gafas de esteban empezaron a interponerse en la profundización del beso, y te apartaste rápidamente, retirando con suavidad la montura de su cara y colocándola sobre el brazo del sofá. sus miradas volvieron a encontrarse, tu sonrisa creció al poder ver la extensión completa de su rostro. inclinándose sobre su regazo, dejó un beso bajo las pequeñas arrugas que marcaban las comisuras de sus ojos, completamente adorables. sin poder contenerse, comenzó a repartir besos sobre su piel, sobre su ceja, sobre su frente, sobre la punta de su nariz. la risa de kuku era adorable y serena mientras aceptaba su arrebato de amor.

sus labios recorrieron la longitud de su cara, dejando un pequeño beso en el arco de cupido de sus labios y luego volvieron a buscar su boca, besándola sujetándola por ambos lados de la cara. era tan fácil amarle. las manos de esteban encontraron el dobladillo de la camisa de su pijama, y lo recorrieron lentamente por debajo, las yemas de sus dedos subieron lentamente por su torso, descansando alrededor de sus costillas, sujetándola. su pulgar acarició tranquilamente su piel en pequeños círculos. 

instintivamente, a medida que el beso se alargaba y te perdías en aquella sensación, deleitándote en el rincón de su boca, sus caderas comenzaron a rodar, lentamente, hacia delante y hacia atrás bajo tu regazo, convirtiendo el movimiento en una deliciosa fricción, arrancando débiles gemidos de la garganta de esteban, que no tardó en sentir cómo su miembro se tensaba bajo su palpitante núcleo. sinceramente, no necesitaba mucho.

rápidamente, el roce se convirtió en algo más rápido e intenso, calentándole todo el cuerpo y agitándole la respiración. era difícil incluso igualar el beso, que con el movimiento de vaivén se perdía cuando sus bocas se alejaban, limitándose a rozarse.

esteban no perdió el tiempo, agarrándola por la cintura y deslizando todo su brazo por detrás de ella, acercando sus posiciones y colocándola ahora debajo de él, tumbada bajo el cojín del sofá, sintiendo el ligero peso de su cuerpo y la presión de su polla entre sus piernas.

sediento, ansiando tu sabor, el actor se quitó rápidamente sus pantalones y bajó sus labios hasta tus muslos, mordisqueando la sensible piel del interior de tus piernas. 

tu cuerpo se estremeció ante la repentina proximidad de su boca a tus bragas, y el mero roce de la nariz de esteban con la tela bastó para que arquearas la espalda y jadearas.

"oh, de repente tu lado del sofá no es tan importante, ¿eh?", se burla, murmurando entre tus piernas, y tú te ríes, con la mente ya demasiado ida como para refutar sus insinuaciones.

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me estoy torturando con estas cosas, no aguanto 😣

gracias por la ask <33 ¡¡ ¡como lo has enviado en inglés (me dejé llevar y lo olvidé), lo traduciré y lo publicaré lo antes posible!!!

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Kuku, pai de menina! 🩷🎀 // Esteban Kukuriczka X Fem!Reader

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eu percebi que não curtiram mt minha primeira fic, mas infelizmente tenho mais algumas e vou aparecer nas tags, mas vai ser temporário!

Suas mãos estavam geladas, e você lembrou da sua mãe, sua mente rapidamente recordando a necessidade de curativos em casos de ferimentos quando era criança. No entanto, algo parecia mais sério do que o usual. Quando Esteban ligou, você estava prestes a encerrar uma reunião. Sua voz denotava tremor, e você podia imaginar seus dedos nervosos bagunçando o cabelo. Isso naturalmente te deixou apreensiva, e à medida que você fazia perguntas, ele parecia ficar ainda mais perturbado. Por fim, ficou claro que você precisaria buscá-los no hospital.

 Um nó incontrolável se formou em sua garganta, e a tensão era palpável. A busca por uma vaga no estacionamento parecia levar uma eternidade, e fazer a baliza foi uma das piores experiências de sua vida. Sentindo o quão rígido seu corpo estava, você se reclinou no banco, fechou os olhos e respirou fundo. Sua mente foi desacelerando conforme pensava em como Esteban acalmava ela, seja quando ela sentia dor, nervosismo ou sonolência. Ela segurava o dedo indicador dele em sua mão pequena e repousava o rosto, repleto de sardas, em seu peito, buscando conforto. Ele era habilidoso em fazê-la sentir-se ouvida e especial, e você o amava ainda mais a cada vez que testemunhava essas interações. Esse pensamento momentâneo trouxe algum alívio; afinal, você confiava em seu marido.

A cena que você observava naquele momento era familiar: Mia, com o rosto corado como o de Esteban, segurava firmemente a camiseta do pai, enquanto seus olhos pequenos demonstravam preocupação. A sala, decorada em tons de azul claro, exibia alguns desenhos de bichinhos nas paredes, e na mesa havia agulhas e linhas grossas esterilizadas. Esteban parecia ainda mais apreensivo do que Mia.

"Olhe para mim, está tudo bem, baixinha," ele sussurrou suavemente, segurando-a e tentando acalmá-la da melhor maneira possível. Seus olhos estavam inchados, e lágrimas inundaram-nos assim que ele encontrou o olhar doloroso dela. 

Ela entrelaçou os dedos na camiseta dele e fechou os olhos; a voz dele ainda era suave, assim como a mão que estava carinhosamente em seu ombro. "Você é muito corajosa", ele disse. Aquilo fez você sorrir levemente. Conforme o médico se afastava, Mia notou você ali. "Mamãe?!" Esteban olhou para você mais relaxado, e você assentiu para ele antes de ir beijar sua pequena. Ela estava com os olhos miúdos, claramente cansada, e você a deixou se aninhar em seus braços. "Como está se sentindo?", você perguntou. A bochecha dela encostou em seu ombro, evitando que o curativo tocasse algo, e ela balançou a cabeça. "Bem, eu chorei bastante, mas papai estava certo, não doeu tanto, e me sinto melhor agora que já passou", ela disse em pequenas pausas e com as mesmas escolhas de palavras do pai; você achava aquilo tão fofo. Kuku costumava rir disso, mas ainda falhava em esconder a preocupação.

"Eu quero ir para casa, por favor?" Mia choramingou. Assim que a pergunta veio, você olhou para Esteban, e ele concordou, pedindo para você ir indo para o carro enquanto ele pegaria os medicamentos que ela precisaria. A fala breve e os olhos baixos mostravam que ele se sentia culpado, e por isso você concordou em esperar por ele.

Você ficou ao lado dela, segurando-a pela cadeira e colocando seu casaco para apoiar sua cabeça e evitar que ela balançasse demais. "Quer que eu dirija, vida?" Você acariciou os ombros dele, e mesmo distraído, ele virou o rosto para receber um beijo seu. "Ela está bem", você disse assim que ele afirmou não ver problema. Ele suspirou pesadamente, como se estivesse prestes a dizer "Mas, e se..." em protesto, mas desistiu.

O caminho foi rápido, e às vezes ele olhava para vocês pelo retrovisor. Ele não podia negar que ser contemplado com seu doce sorriso o fazia se sentir mais seguro. Ao entrarem em casa, com Mia nos braços, ele finalmente desabafou: "Eu a deixei cair do brinquedo", ele olhou para ela com pesar, uma pausa amarga em seu peito. "Eu estava de olho, sabe? Pensei que seria bom dar autonomia a ela, mas continuei por perto. Tentei ajudá-la antes que caísse, mas não deu muito certo." Você o ouviu atentamente; ele estava ofegante e você entendia sua aflição.

Ele a colocou na cama, soltando aos poucos a mão dela que se enroscava em sua camiseta. "Não poderemos protegê-la para sempre, Kuku. É importante que ela também entenda isso", você disse, criando uma barreira com lençóis ao redor da cama para evitar que ela se machucasse enquanto descansava. Ela estava tranquila, o cabelo bagunçado como o do pai, assim como os olhos um pouco inchados de chorar. Você sorriu para si mesma.

“Tenho medo de que ela pense que não poderei ajudá-la quando precisar, que não confie em mim. Não gosto da sensação de não ter evitado que algo ruim acontecesse com ela", ele disse em um choro baixo, e você sentiu o nó em sua garganta.

"Não fale assim", você negou, indo até ele, ficando nas pontas dos pés enquanto usava seus dedos para afastar as lágrimas. "Você tem noção de que sua preocupação sobre isso te faz ser o melhor pai do mundo?”

“Você está chateada?" A ponta do nariz dele tocou o seu, os fios de cabelo dele te fazendo cócegas. Ele era um bobo que se preocupava demais.

"Óbvio que não, não teria tido uma filha com você caso não te achasse capaz." Ele riu, permitindo que você o abraçasse.

"Eu não gosto de vê-la machucada ou saber que está com medo, mas não é como se eu achasse que foi sua culpa, sei que não foi. Crianças são imprevisíveis, e ela confia tanto em você, isso não vai mudar agora. Dentro da salinha, ela estava tão concentrada em você, na sua voz e calma - que eu sei que você estava atuando - fazendo ela saber que tudo ia ficar bem." Ele não havia refletido sobre isso, mas percebeu que era verdade.

Ele tinha medo de Mia estar chateada com ele de alguma forma, mas tudo, como você disse, indicava que não. "Mas você pode conversar com ela amanhã, o que acha? Pode falar o que sente, e deixar ela saber que pode contar com você quando precisar porque você vai estar lá por ela." Ele assentiu, parecia uma boa ideia.

O nariz dele roçou em seu pescoço e ele beijou o local, seguido por seu rosto. Você o abraçou mais forte, "eu te amo, muito." Ele suspirou, e você pôde sentir que ele estava menos preocupado. "Eu também, te amo tanto." Os lábios dele tocaram os seus e ele riu levemente do gosto salgado.

“Quer comer alguma coisa? O que almoçou?" Você tentou quebrar o ar melancólico. "Não cheguei a almoçar, embora tenha feito Mia comer na espera do hospital e ela tenha me obrigado a comer pedaços dos sanduíches que fiz pra ela." Ele te viu morder os lábios e houve uma comunicação entre olhares que fez ele não precisar acrescentar o quão parecida com a mãe ela era.

"Tá bom, a gente vai comer agora, antes que você fique louco sem nutrientes no corpo." A risada dele foi descontraída e te fez bem vê-lo bem.

Na manhã seguinte, ainda sonolenta, evitando ao máximo ter que se levantar, você ouviu a voz de Mia, falando baixo com ele. Ao abrir os olhos, você viu os dois ao seu lado, as mãos pequenas nas bochechas de Esteban, apalpando a barba dele que segurava um sorriso.

"Tudo bem, eu insisti para ir no escorrega sozinha, mas mesmo assim você estava lá comigo." Ela descansou o rosto no peito dele e ele beijou a cabeça dela em múltiplos estalos. Ela esticou a mão ao te ver acordada, segurando a sua. "Bom dia, mamãe." Ver ela feliz também te deixava contente.

Era tão bom ter os dois. O corretivo da vez era rosa, e você se amaldiçoou um pouco por ter perdido a interação de Kuku com ela enquanto trocava. Ela pulou em você, te abraçando forte, e ele te olhou com os olhos brilhando e um semblante que te dizia silenciosamente "você estava certa e eu estava hiper preocupado à toa".

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[kyuala]

ranking de paus-mandados do cast de lsdln

fontes: nao foi preciso.

10. enzo

gente vcs que me perdoem mas não consigo comprar muito a fic de que o enzo é pau-mandado não 😔 imagino que num relacionamento ele seja mais propenso a fazer as vontades da outra pessoa do que o normal (acho um suspiro e um "olha o que vc me faz fazer, nena" a cara dele 👁️) mas mesmo assim ele tem limites. este homem tem orgulho. então fica em 10º lugar no nosso ranking pois temos piores

9. fran

eu vejo o fran muito neutro na real? (o que diz muito sobre esse ranking uma pessoa neutra estar em penúltimo rs) não acho que ele vá te negar muitas vontades mas tbm não acho que ele saia fazendo tudo que vc manda (talvez na fase da lua-de-mel pra querer te agradar, mas só). acho que ele gosta mais de relacionamentos igualitários, onde as vontades dos dois são saciadas. mas como eu disse, não acho que ele te negue muita coisa até pq é muito do "vamo?" "vamo!" então acho que ele acaba sempre indo na tua mais pq ele também já tava querendo fazer aquilo do que só pq vc quis, sabe?

8. matías

o famoso reclama mas faz. na maior parte do tempo ele até finge que não (já admitiu uma vez ser teu pau-mandado mas nega até hoje e até jura de pé junto que não foi ele) mas a verdade é que ele faz sim a maior parte das tuas vontades. faz reclamando, faz bicudo, pode até fazer xingando, mas faz. o problema é que às vezes ele também gosta de negar algum desejo ou outro teu só pelo prazer de ver você toda bicudinha e emburrada pois acho que ele é atentado nesse nível sim. aí é foda

7. pipe

aposto que vcs acharam que ele estaria mais pra baixo mas CALMA LÁ eu tenho minhas razões. já falei aqui e vou repetir: acredito firmemente na ideia de que o pipe caga e anda pras pessoas que não sejam da família ou dos amigos dele, então ficante ou peguete não tem mt papo com ele não; se desagradou ele mete o pé, não deixa se crescer muito pra cima dele não. agora no momento que ele fica apaixonado, minha filha... ele se fudeu pq perde todo e qualquer senso de orgulho que tinha antes e a vida dele passa a ser vc. quer sim sempre fazer todas as tuas vontades e não liga muito de ser praticamente teu capacho pq pra ele é muito óbvio e natural ele simplesmente?? fazer tudo??? que a princesa dele quer???? o único aspecto que ele perde aqui é que na verdade ainda tem um pouquinho de orgulho sim e não costuma ser muito do amistoso quando estão brigados ou acabaram de se resolver. pra piorar quando o time dele perde ele fica todo esquentadinho e não quer mto saber de nada, mas isso é com todo mundo (não só vc) então tudo bem. só dê o espaço dele que em pouco tempo ele volta todo dengoso pra ser teu cachorrinho de novo

6. della

simplesmente quase não há momentos em que ele não queira te agradar, são raríssimos. acho que só se for uma coisa tipo, muito absurda, fora da realidade ou que possa vir a fazer mal pra alguém de alguma forma, sei lá. mas de resto ele é da mesma ideia do pipe de que pra ele é muito natural ele querer sempre fazer todas as tuas vontades até pq vc é a rainha da vida dele e ele apenas um maluco apaixonado, claro que ele vai querer te fazer feliz o tempo inteiro. e tem zero vergonha de ser teu capacho: só da uma risadinha quando os amigos zoam chamando ele de gado, nem contesta pq sabe que é

5. pardella

mesma linha do della. você = rainha, ele = teu servo e ele tem isso muito claro. ia deixar os agustíns juntos mas, além do coração fraco do pardella (acho que até se for algo muito fora da realidade ou uma ideia não tão boa assim, talvez um biquinho teu e um olhar de cachorro pidão sejam o suficiente pra ele se derreter todo, jogar toda a noção pela janela, falar "claro, minha princesa" e ir dar um jeito de fazer), o critério de desempate aqui foi que o pardella tem seus momentos de bater no peito e falar "eu obedeço minha mulher MESMO" com muito orgulho, enquanto o della já é mais na dele, só acena com a cabeça e concorda. acho que só

4. kuku

aqui se separam os homens dos meninos: não é necessário nem relacionamento pra esses aqui começarem a te servir. bastou pintar um clima ou uma pontinha de sentimento pro kuku já te olhar com os maiores corações do mundo nos olhos e querer te atender em tudo. tá sempre à tua disposição pro que vc precisar, vai querer sempre saber de todos os teus gostos e dos teus quereres e lembra de tudinho. pra ele tudo que vc quer tá bom e isso só se intensifica quando tá num relacionamento. é muito fácil de lidar com ele pq ele muda todo o planejamento dele só pra atender as tuas vontades, dá até dó. se vc perguntar o que ele quer e se dispor a atender os desejos dele, independente dos seus, ele entra em curto-circuito e é capaz de te pedir em casamento na hora. só não entrou no top 3 pq ainda é um homem sensato e se ele acha uma ideia sua ruim vai tentar te convencer disso - com muito jeitinho, mas vai

3. santi

queria iniciar dizendo que foi bem difícil desempatar o top 3 pois aqui está apenas a nata dos homens capachos. só os mais mandados dos mais mandados. o santi segue à risca os mandamentos do homem pau-mandado (no caso todos os mandamentos são teus) simplesmente pq ele tem muito amor no coração, principalmente por vc, e quer fazer de tudo pra te fazer sentir esse amor o tempo inteiro. ele é completamente incapaz de lidar com a sua infelicidade ou insatisfação, odeia te ver descontente e é capaz até de chorar junto quando você não se sente bem. dá tudo de si por vc e pela relação e só pegou o 3º lugar pq quando acha uma coisa má ideia vai hesitar (mas só hesita mesmo pq no final é sempre vencido pelo amor)

2. rafa

bom simplesmente desafio qualquer um a olhar para este homem e não falar que ele é o capacho mais submisso do planeta terra. assim que ele bate os olhos e se encanta por vc a cabeça dele já começa a funcionar só para te agradar. ele é o tapete pra vc pisar (mas por favor tenha cuidado com ele, ele é apenas um homem 😔) e as suas vontades viram as vontades dele, perigoso até perder um pouco a noção de si ou dos limites da vida se não tomar cuidado. do tipo que você precisa dar uma dura de vez em quando pra fazer ele pensar um pouquinho em si mesmo. parabéns rafael federman nos nossos corações vc já ganhou

1. simón "vivo para minha mulher 🙏🏼" hempe

O PÓDIO SÓ PODIA SER DELE, PARABÉNS SIMÓN! PAU-MANDADO DO ANO 2024 🥳 ele pode até chegar com uma desvantagem (na vida de cachorrada que ele levava antes de vc não tinha espaço pra ficar obedecendo os outros não - era só uma sacanagem e tchau 👋🏼) mas ele mais do que compensa uma vez que está apaixonado. não tem desejo teu que ele não queira atender ou vontade tua que ele deixe passar sem ser saciada. move céus e terra e faz das tripas coração por vc. vc mandou? ele obedece. vc pediu? ele faz. vc comentou por cima? ele já está indo atrás. vc começou a pensar? o sexto sentido dele já se aguça. bate no peito (e na aliança) com orgulho e fala que é teu pau-mandado SIM e que sabe o lugar dele, que é só te obedecer. não suficiente ele ainda fala pra deus e o mundo e quem quiser ouvir que mulher é pra ser obedecida e respeitada e ainda tenta espalhar essa ideologia pros amigos. ícone dos paus-mandados e presidente da associação dos homens cachorrinhos <3

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[imninahchan]

Nina ei vi um um vídeo hj do Simon em uma novela em que a menina falava que os homens conversavam com ela e acabavam trocando ela por uma magra e o personagem do Simon fica sem entender(homens) pq isso acontece. Tu poderia escrever alguma coisa sobre os meninos (pipe, pardella, simon, fernando, kuku e sinto que o santi seria um xuxu também) com uma loba midsize?

vou fazer do enzo e do matias porque são os dois q eu estou escrevendo agr, tudo bem?

enzo - já compartilhei a minha fic mental de imaginar o enzo como alguém muito apaixonado, intenso, lé lé das ideias, então eu acho que nem haveria algum espaço pra você se sentir insegura com o seu corpo porque ele literalmente te cultua seja dentro do quarto ou no cotidiano mesmo. É costume você ser a musa dos cliques que ele tira com a câmera, e são sempre ângulos carinhosos, de uma poesia tão grande, que se você chega a se sentir mal com alguma coisa em si própria, ele saca todas as fotos que tem pra te mostrar que está errada. É aquele que diria queria que você pudesse se ver como eu te vejo, pelos meus olhos.

matias - também é um lover boy na minha concepção, então é realmente fácil se sentir amada de várias formas por ele. Mas, se em algum momento você se compara a outras garotas, não faz sentido na cabeça dele porque ele já mostra tanto que é obcecado por ti q ele fica tipo

e vai te dar mil e um motivos pra não sentir assim

#[💌] fala comigo bebê #enzo vogrincic #matias recalt #headcannon

[idollete]

juju, eu só consigo pensar em um cenário que me veio aqui: leitora em seus vinte e poucos anos, se consolidando em Hollywood e faz um filme com um ator mais velho (só consigo pensar no Wagner Moura), mesmo que eles não sejam um par romântico, rola uma química.

como você acha que os meninos iriam reagir??

pipe: vai colocar um bico DESTE 🫸🏻 🫷🏻 tamanho quando vê qualquer mínima interação entre vocês. especialmente pelos fatos do ator em questão ser brasileiro e ser mais velho que ele. o pipe cria toda uma fic na cabeça dele de que o cara tá completamente na sua e tudo que faz é uma tentativa de te seduzir de alguma forma. ele é esse tipo de cimento, sim! em todo evento ele quer ir e fica bancando uma marra gigantesca, adora se apresentar como o seu namorado, se pudesse nem diria o nome, só esse título já é o suficiente mesmo. a princípio, ele não vai te dizer exatamente o que tem o incomodado, mas você percebe, é impossível não perceber. e quando essa conversa finalmente acontece, ele perde um pouco da birra (mas ainda tá bicudinho), para te confessar que isso é tudo medo de te perder para um cara como aquele. also, essa conversa com certeza acaba em uma foda insana em que ele faz questão de te fazer dizer (gemer e gritar) o quanto você é dele.

enzo: para mim, o enzo não é do tipo de faz ceninha por causa de ciúmes, ele nem curte muito isso, mas é impossível negar que ele sentiu um baque ao ver as interações entre você e o seu colega, assim como os comentários na internet sobre como vocês eram it couple brasileiro do momento. até chega a pensar que é um pouco desrespeitoso, porém é inteligente e calejado o suficiente para saber que não adianta brigar por isso. tem um quê de insegurança da parte dele também. ele é do tipo que esmorece quando sente coisas que não gostaria e o enzo tem muitos motivos para odiar esse ciúmes repentino. o primeiro deles é o fato dele ser um ator também e entender que são ossos do ofício, assim como você está passando por isso agora, ele também já esteve do outro lado da moeda. o segundo motivo é o fato do enzo detestar a mínima probabilidade dele estar se comportando como o namorado babaca e controlador, sabe que você já passou por isso antes e se recusa a repetir o ciclo. ele fica frustrado e vocês entram nessa tensão de someone's gotta give, someone's gotta break, porque nenhum dos dois aborda o assunto; você por não saber o que se passa na cabeça dele e ele por não saber como organizar as palavras, logo ele que sempre foi ótimo com elas. inevitavelmente, o relacionamento começa até a esmorecer um tanto, o enzo acaba se afastando e se fechando (internamente, ele se odeia por isso), pois não sabe como agir diante da situação. a conversa só rola quando a convivência se torna quase insustentável e vocês sabem que estão à beira de um término. e vocês colocam todas as cartas na mesa, o enzo praticamente despe o coração dele ali para ti, vai revelar tudo que se passou na cabecinha dele e te pedir desculpas, porque "eu fui um tonto, nena, e não quero te perder pela minha estupidez". essa história termina com um amorzinho lento no chão da sala, com direito a vinho e muitos beijinhos no final.

esteban: esse aqui também é bem parecido com o enzo, embora ele não fique tão encucado com ciúmes, porque tem uma faceta beeeeeeem territorial (que, inclusive, ele adora esbanjar na cama rsrsrsrs), o porém surge quando esses sentimentos são em relação ao teu trabalho. novamente, ele é ator e ele entende que são coisas que vêm junto com o pacote desse campo. por isso, o esteban fica genuinamente mal consigo mesmo. nem conhece olhar direito na cara do teu colega e chega a ser estranho, porque o kuku sempre foi conhecido pelos seus colegas de set como o carinha educado que namora a brasileira. você nem tem tempo de estranhar a mudança abrupta, porque o esteban não deixa os pensamentos bobos dominarem a cabeça dele e já te chama para conversar. porque, sim, o esteban é o tipo de cara que acredita que o diálogo maduro e responsável é base para qualquer relacionamento. ele não tem vergonha de dizer como se sente, arrisco dizer que até pode se emocionar um tiquinho, sabe? os olhinhos ficam cheios d'água quando ele te diz um "é que eu tenho tanto medo de te perder, nena...". é um momento de escuta sensível, porque ele quer te ouvir também, quer a sua ajuda para entender os próprios sentimentos e retirar alguns deles da cabeça também. acaba sendo um momento em que ele meio que precisa ser confortado, então, não necessariamente acaba em sexo, porque uma sessão de chamegos contigo também faria o trabalho para ele.

matías: o maior boca de sacola do mundo vai arranjar as maiores – e mais imaturas – ofensas que ele conhece para se referir ao seu colega de trabalho. coisa de moleque birrento mesmo. ele não gosta nada da aproximação e não disfarça a cara de desgosto quando o teu colega é extra simpático contigo, "esse pela saco não tá me vendo aqui, não?", é o que ele vai sussurrar no pé do teu ouvido com o maior sorriso falso na cara. porém, não se enganem! essa marra toda é para disfarçar o quão mexido ele ficou com a presença de um homem mais velho na sua vida. pô, o cara é todo homão e todo mundo sempre disse que o matías era meio moleque pra ti, né? não tem como não fica com o ego um tico balançado. só que ele não deixa barato também, é linguarudo e venenoso quando te pega sozinha indo no banheiro, te puxa pra uma cabine vazia e acusa, "acho que cê tá gostando demais desse showzinho todo", é um sussurro no pé do teu ouvido com uma pegada fora do comum, te deixa bambinha na hora, mas é claro que você se faz de sonsa, "hm? que que eu fiz, mô?". e ele sabe que é pura armação tua. "ah, não sabe, né? tadinha...é inocente e não percebeu que tem um otário babando nos seus peitos o tempo inteiro", aqui ele já te empurrou contra a porta e já tem uma mão te espremendo as bochechas, "mas não se preocupa, não, gatinha, eu sei dar showzinho também" e ele te come ali mesmo, diz que agora quer te ver trocando as pernas e com porra escorrendo joelho abaixo na frente de todos os seus colegas de trabalho.

#papo de divas 𐙚 #lsdln headcanon #felipe otaño #enzo vogrincic #esteban kukuriczka #matias recalt #lsdln cast

[castawaycherry]

Masterlist:

Edits:

Kuku Como Remus Lupin

NSFW Kuku

Soft Rafa

Fran

Enzo

Simón y Juani

Fics:

Alguien cómo tú pt 1, pt 2 -Enzo Vogrincic

One shots/blurbs:

Mañanas con Rafa

Día de playa- Pipe Otaño

Citas por facetime- Pipe Otaño

Confesiones- Agustin Pardella

Fútbol y Moños - Pipe Otaño

NSFW blurbs:

Blurb 1

Blurb 2

Blurb 3

Blurb 4

#la sociedad de la nieve #society of the snow #masterlist #enzo vogrincic #francisco romero #agustin pardella #matias recalt #esteban kukuriczka #blas polidori #juani caruso #santi vaca narvaja #rafa federman #andy pruss #tomas wolf #agustin della corte

[creative-heart]

"My thoughts will echo your name"| Esteban Kukuriczka

CHAPTER II: "Startin' up a fire"

Playlist:

Liar- Camila Cabello

Only love can hurt like this- Paloma Faith

Favorite crime- Olivia Rodrigo

T.W: Slow burn; angst; couple’s argument, some ssexy thoughts. Word Count: 2.2k

That night after the party, Y/N laid in bed wide awake, all she could see whenever she closed her eyes where swirls of light brown hair accompanied by those gorgeous eyes of Esteban; she took a deep breath and looked to her left seeing Lucas fast asleep and bit her lip. All in all, he wasn’t a bad man, he had loved Y/N back together when they met, her being a utter mess. They used to get along so well, always that witty banter and laughter whenever they did anything and everything together, the smallest situation was a date to them. Somewhere along the way they had lost that, Y/N didn’t know if it had been after he graduated law school and started working, or if it had just been the routine of living together, but as of about six months ago, they had nothing to talk about. She tossed and turned, before deciding to just give up on sleep altogether and get up, she had some pictures to edit anyway. She threw an old big t-shirt on, before walking to the kitchen and making herself a cup of tea as she turned her laptop on.

Little did Y/N know, that Esteban was across town in no better situation than her, he stared at the ceiling, the movie of the night’s events replaying in his head and he groaned. -Why of all the women he knew, of all the ladies that were at that party did he have to find himself swooning over his best friend’s girlfriend.- He felt quite guilty about it to be honest, but he couldn’t help what he felt. Kuku couldn’t be imagining what he sensed between them, the spark was there, that chemistry, it all came so easy around Y/N, her name sounded so good when he spoke it as well. And those eyes, those gorgeous hazel eyes, they were so deep and earnest, Esteban knew nothing could be hidden from them. He groaned covering his face with a pillow, feeling himself growning restless, he got up and went to take a shower before heading to the kitchen to get a glass of water. He needed to get his mind of Y/N as soon as possible. As he rested against the kitchen counter taking a sip, he found himself looking through Instagram until he stumbled upon what seemed to be Y/N’s photography account; of course she was also talented, did she have no flaws?. 

As he went through the photos, he came across a couple of black and white portraits, one seemed to be of Y/N with her hair short, it really suited her -though Kuku started thinking that everything would suit her- next to that one, was a portrait of Amelia, he would recognize that face anywhere, he double tapped his friend’s photo and bit his lip. As Y/N sat at the kitchen table, dark room, her phone screen lit up with an IG notification, who could be on there at 5 in the morning?; she looked down at the little message bubble and felt the heat crawl up her cheeks, the notification read “kuku.esteban liked your post” it was one of her artistic account’s posts, -how had he come across that one- she opened the app and tapped on the profile looking at her screen for a while, debating whether or not she should hit the follow button, she finally did and closed her eyes. Kuku’s eyes widened, he didn’t expect her to reach back out, he got into her DM’s and typed a quick “up so late?”.

“Couldn’t sleep, what about you?” Y/N bit her lip, it felt wrong, as it had when they were talking on the bench at the party, maybe what felt wrong was what she felt while talking to him. Sure enough, her screen soon lit up again “same, mind wouldn’t shut up :/”, he took a deep breath and muttered “oh fuck it” he went through his contacts and called Y/N waiting for her to pick up, he almost hung up a couple of times.

“Hey insomnia partner” the girl greeted him on the other side, and everything felt quieter in his head. “couldn’t shut the mind up, huh? I wonder what might have been going through it” she said quietly playing with the hem of her shirt.

You, he thought “so many things to be honest, it’s nice knowing I’m not alone” he smiled biting his lip it’s nice knowing it’s you. “For example, I was thinking about those pictures you got on Instagram, you’re really talented Y/N” the girl could feel the heat rushing to her face once more “I mean it, it’s hard getting that kind of emotion on a portrait, I think I’ve chosen the perfect teacher for my new adventure”. They talked for so long that Y/N didn’t even notice when the sun had come out.

~~~~~

Few days later, Y/N waited for Esteban to show up at the park where they had agreed to meet so that she could show him some photography tips. Fidgeting with her hands far more nervous that she had expected to be, though it was true they had been talking more and more everyday, by text and through the phone, on those late nights when Lucas was still working and Y/N was left to have dinner and go to bed on her own, kuku had been a steady companion. She was lost in deep thought when Esteban approached her from behind and placed her the coffee order she had told him was her favorite on one of their chats in front of her face “Penny for your thoughts sugar?” The tall guy said softly as he sat down.

Y/N smiled taking the cup and took a sip of the hot beverage “Hazelnut caramel latte, you remembered?” she looked up at him, smile still plastered on her face “just thinking” she shrugged “how have you been?” Esteban took a long sip of his coffee looking at every single detail on her face. Lucky bastard you are Lucas he thought to himself as she spoke; absolutely taken by the way her eyes fluttered shut when she took a sip from her coffee, as if she needed to focus all her senses on the smell and taste of the drink, the soft noises that escaped her as she drank, making the guy spiral down into a dark train of thought. The past few days he had found himself constantly thinking about the blonde woman sitting across from him on the grass and how good she would surely look naked beneath him, how hot and yet sweet it would be to hear his name coming out of her in soft moans; wondering how would her hazel eyes look darkened by lust. He found himself being snapped back into reality by Y/N’s hand waving in front of his face. “Earth to kuku” she chuckled “where did you go? I’ve been talking to you for like five minutes dude”.

He rubbed the back of his neck quite embarrassed “sorry sorry, I got distracted” he smiled sheepishly. Y/N smiled nodding softly as she looked at him- how can a grown man look so adorable and sexy all at the same time? god I’d like to photograph him some time-. “Ok, so I’ve been going through your photography on instagram, how do you get such raw emotions from people? how are you able to draw emotions from places? that is baffling to me, honestly woman, how can one be so talented?” Y/N blushed hard looking down, no one had ever praised her work so much before.

“I don’t know really, I just capture what I see, I guess emotion’s just there, with people, you just need to capture them while they just are, not make them pose, posing drives everything out, but I don’t think my work is that remarkable to be honest, not enough to support myself at least” she smiled softly; as Esteban finished his coffee she took her camera and snapped a few pictures of him “like this for instance, you look like you could be Vogue’s next cover” she smiled showing him the picture she had just taken.

And that’s how the afternoon went on, shared between laughs, chats and pictures. Y/N kneeled behind him to show him how to frame a shot, her head landing right on his right shoulder “and now, once you’ve found what you like, you hold yourself still, and press the button” she said softly looking more at the guy’s profile than the picture, biting the inside of her lip;- had he always smelled this good? perfect mix between musky wood and something sweet she couldn’t place, oh lord she could nuzzle her face in his neck all her life- The hazel eyed woman cleared her throat moving away a bit and smiled “just like that, see? not so difficult, you’ll get the hang of it in no time.”

Esteban had caught her looking at him through the corner of his eye and had to hold back from kissing her and took a deep breath “with a teacher as good as you, no doubts”. He needed to pull it together, Y/N was Lucas’ girlfriend, it’s his best friend he was talking about- pull it together Kukuriczka, this is not funny anymore.

~~~~~

As Y/N made her way back to her place, she sent the pictures from that afternoon to Kuku, having her camera linked to her phone. 

Y/N/N 🤞:This way, you can go back to these later on, when you want to check your first work ;) 

Y/N/N 🤞: I had a really good time today by the way, thank you, I really needed to get out of my place, those walls can get trapping.

Esteban looked down at his phone smiling at the texts like a damn school boy and quickly texted back.

Kuku 🤭: thanks for the pictures, and I’m also glad that I could help you feel better, always happy to help a damsel in distress 🤭 

He mentally cursed himself for that stupid reply. As Y/N got home, she uploaded the portrait oh him to her instagram with the quote “deep in thought @kuku.esteban” she smiled and put her phone down going to take a shower letting the warm water run through her body. As the blonde woman was going through her after shower ritual, humming softly to the music she had playing from her phone, she heard the slam on the front door and closed her eyes knowing Lucas was home, and probably in a bad mood.

“Where are you Y/N!?” he called out, the angry tone evident in his voice. Y/N walked out of their bedroom in her pjs and looked at him her face rid of all emotion as she could sense the argument coming her way, god knows why now.

“Hey babe, how was your day?” she said in the most agreeable tone she could master.

“How was my day? It was great until I saw your fucking picture on Instagram, what’s that about you going out on a lil coffee date with my best friend? Do you think I’m fucking stupid?” She looked at him, her eyebrows quirked up in disbelief.

“Are you serious right now? Not like I owe you any fucking explanations, cause you’re not the boss of me, but Kuku and I went to the park because he wants to learn some photography, and knowing I’m a photographer he wanted my help. Also, can’t I get along with one of your friends? You should know better than to accuse me of cheating, you of all people, when I forgave the things I did to be with you Lucas! what cheekines you have” Her tone getting louder and louder as her blood boiled hotter in her veins.

“Oh please Y/N you must really think I am in fact stupid, that, or you’re the dunce, because I could see the way Esteban was looking at you at the party! he was all but undressing you with his eyes all night!” he crossed his arms over his chest.

“At least someone was if what you say’s true! you haven’t even looked in my direction in over six months!” she finally cried out, feeling surpassed by the situation and tired, just completely exahusted of the arguments being the only kind of interactions they had these days. “Why don’t you just fucking go to your parents, or wherever you fucking want tonight, cause I honestly don’t wanna stare at your face right now!” As soon as those words left her mouth and she saw Lucas turn around so easily and slam the door again on his way out she regretted it. She knew she had just pushed him into Alma’s arms with what she had said, not that it took much for him to run back to her, as much as Lucas had sweared that was over years ago, she never fully trusted it, and as bad as their situation was, she still loved the man for some reason. 

Y/N sat down on the staircase holding her knees to her chest trying to protect her heart in any possible way, she wanted to run, she needed to run, but she had no idea where to, all she could think about was Esteban’s kind eyes and warm smile, and how much she’d like to be in his embrace tonight.

Taglist:

@madame-fear @cyliarys-starlight @castawaycherry @luceracastro @espinasrubi @lastflowrr @koiibiito @candycanes19 @nperoconelcositoarriba @lxdyred @deepinsideyourbeing

#esteban kukuriczka fics #esteban kukuriczka fanfic #esteban kukuriczka x reader #lsdln x reader #lsdln cast #lucia <33 #creative-heart #fanfiction #fluff #angst #kuku fics

[kukuandkookie]

All right it’s not exactly like I can host a poll on Tumblr, but since this is meant to be a Christmas gift to my followers, I can at least make an attempt at gauging interest!

We’re cutting it a bit close now, but it’s finally the holidays for me (although I still have a lot of marking to do), and I want to try and write an SVSSS ship I’ve never written before as a thank you to those who’ve supported me. ♥️

I’ve gathered some suggestions and compiled them here, so if any of these (as a quick one-shot in “my style”—whatever that may mean lol) sounds intriguing to you, let me know!

Mingling (LMY/SHL)

Bingxiao (LBH/GYX)

Liushen (LQG/SY!SQQ)

Gongzhi (GYX/ZZL)

Scumplane (SJ!SQQ/SQH)

Something NYY-centric (maybe no ship, maybe with a ship—if the latter, I might do GYX/NYY or NYY/MF~)

Liujiu (LQG/SJ!SQQ)

As you can see, there’s no Bingqiu, Bingjiu, Moshang, or Qijiu because I’ve already written fics centred around them specifically asjakfl. 🙈

If you have any other ships you’d like to see, you can also feel free to let me know~ I can’t guarantee I’ll get them done for Christmas obviously, but it could be fun to keep them in mind for the future! Even if I’m someone who obviously has their own favourite subjects to write (*cough cough* Bingqiu and/or Bing-ge *cough*), I wouldn’t mind considering other possibilities~

#kuku88 #kuku rambles #svsss #人渣反派自救系統 #ren zha fanpai zijiu xitong #scum villain’s self-saving system #穿书自救指南 #chuan shu zijiu zhinan #scumbag system #fanfiction #fanfic #fic

[madame-fear]

sending kuku dirty texts in a room full of the rest of LSDLN cast 😶‍🌫️

𐙚 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘, 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘.

ೀ amira speaks! : two fics in one day?? zoo wee mama! anyways,, (n/n) means ((your) (nickname),, enjoy this my baby! 😘 ˗ˏˋ ꒰ summary : request above. ♡ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ word count : 503.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ genre : suggestiveness, mentions of smut, drabble. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ pairing : Esteban Kukuriczka x (fem!)Reader, Matías slightly appearing.

(n/n) 💗 is typing. . .

The Argentine man’s coffee-coloured eyes stared down at his phone attentively, awaiting for your message. Despite his insisting, you preferred to stay at home, rather than go to the small getaway the boys of the cast organised— and your boyfriend respected your decision.

But you still managed to get your fun, somehow.

(n/n) 💗: Kukuuuu (n/n) 💗: Tebiiiii (n/n) 💗: Miss me, darling? Because I do. (n/n) 💗: I wish you were here with me, I feel horny as fuck for you, you have no idea

A warm fluster occupied his face, his pale, freckled skin turning into a crimson haze. Gods, you were such a teasing girl. It was hard for him to ignore such bold texting.

It didn’t matter what the other boys were talking and laughing about, all the background noise faded away, as his eyes were glued to the screen of his phone.

(n/n) 💗: I don’t know where the fuck are you, (n/n) 💗: but if you are sitting on a chair and have a table in front of you, (n/n) 💗: Don’t doubt for a second that I would be fisting your cock under the table (n/n) 💗: and you’d have to keep quiet (n/n) 💗: Unless you want someone to find us, right? 🥰

Fuck. You knew exactly what to do, and say, to get to him. Had you stayed at home just to tease him like this? Maybe you did.

It was a bit of an impossible task to keep himself, pretending he was simply on his phone. It was already a dreadful pain to fight back his growing erection from appearing, not when you sending messages like that.

“Demanding girlfriend, eh?” Matias’ voiced surprised him, making him rapidly stare away from the phone, right when Kukuriczka was about to reply back to you. Was it too obvious? Perhaps it was because his phone was constantly chimming, and his eyes wouldn’t leave the screen. The younger Argentine scoffed.

“Don’t answer that. I can tell.” he retorted teasingly without allowing Kuku to answer, before leaving once again to be with the rest of the cast. It was too obvious, and who wouldn’t be in that state in his place?

(n/n) 💗: Wouldn’t it be fun if I were there, (n/n) 💗: And I took you to somewhere more private with an excuse... (n/n) 💗: And I sucked your cock until I milked every last drop, having me drooling and gagging? (n/n) 💗: in exchange, you could fuck my wet, aching pussy. ♥️

That’s it. He wouldn’t stay any longer on the little organised getaway by the cast. Kukuriczka could come up with an excuse, after all. Not being able to bury his cock deep inside your dripping pussy was painful enough, already.

Kuku 💍 is typing. . .

But after all your messages, you wouldn’t so easily get away from this. He’d make it clear, the horny feelings are always mutual.

Kuku 💍: I’m going back home. And you are keeping your promises, nena.

◞ ꙳ ๋࣭ ⭑ ` taglist .ᐟ

@luceracastro @castawaycherry @creative-heart @deepinsideyourbeing

#esteban kukuriczka smut #esteban kukuriczka x reader #esteban kukuriczka #lsdln cast #lsdln x reader #lsdln smut #esteban kukuriczka fanfic #belle <33 #my mutuals <3 #loving my mutuals <3

[luceracastro]

Okay once more hear me out, these pictures gave me an idea

Now think of like bodyguard Kuku with a rich girl, the humble cute daughter of a business man and it’s kinda like a succession AU in a way like her and her four siblings are the potential inheritors and there’s drama and then a romance with your hot bodyguard!

Also I was high asf when I put this idea in my notes

And yes yes I know too much ideas but Teachers pet is almost done just have to copy down on tumblr and post so consider it done in a way and I have drafts for the Bayona’s niece and Enzo fic done which will be posted in a week (I have five parts done) and I plan to write that one and maybe this one if you guys like the idea at the same time so two stories at the same time? Let me know!!!!

Had to tag my wife @madame-fear

#lsdln cast #esteban kukuriczka #enzo vogrincic #francisco romero #matias recalt #juani caruso #fanfic #esteban kukuriczka x reader

[ifordoll]

aí irmãs eu acho muito engraçado como aqui a gente criou uma FIC ENORME sobre a personalidade dos meninos e falamos como se fosse 100% vdd KKKKKKKKK tipo do simón canalha, matias ciumento e kuku lezadaoe eu amo isso

#la sociedad de la nieve

[llorentezete]

a pedidos de mais escritas com o Kuku e cumprindo minha promessa, claro, vou postar minha short fic aqui no tumblr. são apenas 5 capítulos muito clichê romantiquinho 😛 até mais tarde

#short fiction #esteban kukuriczka x reader #esteban kukuriczka #sociedadedanevecast