#Daddy yankee gasolina english
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Daddy yankee gasolina english
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Translation of Gasolina by Daddy Yankee from Spanish to English Deutsch English Español Français Hungarian Italiano Nederlands Polski Português Brasil Română Svenska Türkçe Ελληνικά Български Русский Српски العربية فارسی 日本語 한국어. It features female reggaeton artist Glory La Gata Gangster in the chorus. Gasolina Ready To Drink Cocktails Gasolina Sangria U-u party sam manijak Fire Klub po meni satove navija Od tvojih bivših mnogo lukavija Stvarno misliš da me sad napijaš.
You make anyone to fall in love with you.
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why is the american music industry such a behemoth
#literally this entire timeline is like#white artist white artist black artist white artist white artist white artist black artist black artist white artist white artist etc etc#theres like 5ish latin artists in total on here over 40+ years#psy (gangnam style) and bts (dynamite) are the only asian artists on here unless you count mike shinoda from white man fronted linkin park#im honestly surprised daddy yankee only showed up like 1 time on here and it wasnt even for gasolina??? rompe?????? yo voy?????????#in my mind la camisa negra is as iconic as living la vida loca or macarena or whatever#edit: girl i forgot shakira's latina bc all her songs on here were in english or only showed english snippets idr#i literally already forgot bc that was so many songs to get through sorry perdoname shakira#anyways this is just personal bias but tutu was literally one of the best songs of 2019 and its a shame it wasnt on here#Youtube
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Escapade Dance Party 2023 Writeup 3/3
Second Half
Jaskier has no more fucks to give by Gondolin AMV
Obviously, having just shown the other Witcher, I had to open with the more familiar one.
Vids under 2 minutes also aren't actually danceable no matter the tempo, so this makes a good upbeat intro to a section.
Grandmaster of Troublemaking (The Untamed) by NKZephyr Edits
I love the enthusiasm and goofiness of this vid.
Goncharov (1973) | Read the description! by Etoile
Come on, we had to have Goncharov!
TBH, there were other vids, but basically none of them were danceable.
【HIStory3-圈套】On a daily by Nerjaveika
Trapped's moment seems to have passed, but the combination of great use of text and this fun song made this one a perfect fit.
Ego | AMV | Mo dao zu shi & Heaven Official's Blessing (CC Lyrics) by Nitisha Donghua Productions
I was more looking for Heaven Official's Blessing alone, but most of the options I was finding weren't really danceable. I love this song and was looking for a vid to it anyway.
trouble in my head | lan jue & zhang ping | a league of nobleman by Victoria
I have no clue what this is. I probably found it in the sidebar while searching something else, but it's such a pretty vid.
История Бай Ци (AU, Bai Qi/Shen Zui) by Kemriko
What is this? Who knows. I liked it, and it was m/m, so people got to watch it.
BTS Jhope • Gasolina• |FMV|• by kookie taex
In a concession to how many people the previous song would inevitably chase from the dance floor, I wanted to follow it with something much more booty-shaking. I fucking love Gasolina and am always looking for more vids to it. Tragically, a lot of English-speaking vidding fandom has No Taste and does not vid this kind of music.
Yes, this is a vertical vid of J-Hope dancing to Daddy Yankee. No regrets!
Мания Хирото by Fausthaus
Ah, my favorite source of vids: Russian fandom combats. Are they on AO3? Yes. Have English speakers gone anywhere near their vast stores of battshit content? No, absolutely not.
No one at the con, including me, knows anything about this fandom. Too bad. The music is great, and I wanted to dance to it.
Отступники by fandom Vampires of Central Russia 2021
This is another fandom I spotted in the fandom combats. The vid is shorter than I'd normally show, but I wanted to showcase this interesting vampire fandom that I didn't think most people at Escapade had heard of yet.
Sex and Violence by bironic
Another one breaking my rules. Nandermo was a must-have for a vampire-themed year, but mockumentaries are shot like ass on purpose, and that makes them hard to vid, so my options were limited. Bironic's always a sure thing, if not exactly obscure to an Escapade audience.
Sadly, the embed seems to be dead at the moment.
Sex Drive by Franzeska
Yes, I will always play my own vids when I need to fill a hole in a playlist.
Night Watch was such a passion of mine for a while and the source of my ill-fated attempt to learn Russian. I always meant to go back and add text to this vid to echo the weird subtitles they did for the movie, but I never got around to it. Oh well.
【盾冬衍生】no body no crime 黑暗爽文利刃出鞘兰森/我们一直住在城堡里表哥 by 蜜桃奶霉包
Batshit AUs are my favorite. When I found this, I knew I had to inflict it on everyone.
The Hunger - Say Yes To Heaven by themaybatatter
I had a long list of vampire fandoms, most of which I never did find a vid for, but The Hunger was at the absolute top of my list. After scouring the internet, this was the only arguably danceable vid I could come up with and one of the few in general. What the hell, internet? What the hell?!
“你不了解你的妻子，我吻过她” by 没饭呲了
This would be a lot more danceable if it weren't quite so plastered with show audio… but too bad. As usual, sufficiently horny femslash gets an automatic pass. Everyone swayed vaguely on the edges of the dance floor staring, so I still consider it a success.
【巍澜】这可是极限拉扯的鼻祖！！！ by 甜飞惹
Guardian is another fandom where I'm spoiled for choice, but the Chinese vidders do like to include an awful lot of dialogue. This vid stood out for great dance party music and no audio clips.
Morpheus & Hob | The Night We Met by WolfPhoenixWriter
A lot of people were into Sandman this year. I liked this vid for making me feel a lot of feelings despite never having seen the show and barely remembering the comic.
It's a bit slow dance for Escapade, but I loved the emotion in the song too much to not include it.
Boyfriend | FMV | Yan Wei X Xu YouYi by Nitisha Donghua Productions
I guess this was my horny femslash year.
Lee Soo Hyuk - Gwi (Scholar Who Walks the Night) Savage by Serendipity
What's this? Dunno, but it's got a vampire and this great song.
The Monster by frayadjacent
This one was pure self-indulgence on my part. It was made for a con by a vidder everybody knows, but the vidder felt it required too many content warnings and didn't send it in the end. I, however, reserve the end of the dance party to show more content warnings-heavy things if I feel like it. I despise how fandom has turned into a "compromise" where anything that reaches into my soul is never on the table while pabulum always is. Fuck that. I am the arbiter of what's normal.
This vid lit me up in places I'd forgotten.
Ahs Hotel :| Tear you Apart by xxxxxx
This song was used in the show and there are a billion vids to it, but this one is far better than the others aside from how it just cuts off.
AHS isn't a fandom most at the con are in, but I just had to include its vampire season.
A Shot for the Pain by Franzeska
I honestly did go looking for other Penny Dreadful vids. Sadly, the selection was not impressive, and most of it was not to anything danceable, let alone goth club-appropriate music.
【拔杯|暗黑慎入】你是我奇怪的瘾症 by 两只阿夏跑不快
I've seen a lot of Hannibal vids. Almost all of them are gross. Few are as interestingly edited as this one.
Twilight Zone by hmmyeahokay
Okay, this one is a massive blast from the past. Do people outside of Highlander fandom even remember this bad 2001 movie?
I loved the song, and I appreciated that there was a black lead. That and vampires trump the fact that it's a het vid (ish).
Supernatural ►Cry Little Sister by Gwen
I scoured Youtube for vids to this song. I thought this was a particularly interesting take out of the extensive genre of horror set to Cry Little Sister. (No, seriously, it's a genre.)
【荣耀向我俯首｜kinnporsche】没长出恋爱脑前的少爷们怎么能错过这首BGM by 旧城与笙Zz
Kinnporsche hit big this year. I wanted a really fantastic vid that people hadn't seen. I love that this one is by a Chinese vidder (probably) to a French song.
Sadly no longer online, probably for being of a horny BL series and posted on a Chinese site
Kingdom come by fandom ATEEZ 2022
Okay, ATEEZ isn't a big fandom at the con, but this vid is some sort of kink AU, and I'm always weak for that. It's also to a Taylor song everybody loves.
Last of the Real Ones by colls
I cheated again and included a well-known vidder, but do you know how hard it is to find stormpilot vids? Kylux has like eight billion genius animatics and fan art vids. Finnpoe? Bupkis!
I don't know if people still care about this part of Star Wars, but all of the Bandom trash immediately rushed the dance floor when the song started playing.
louis & lestat | take my breath away (interview with the vampire) by ScribbledDreaming
I have ended with this song before, with finnpoe in fact, so that's a little in-joke for myself.
What better way to end the vampire party than the new IWTV and the most over-the-top vid I could find?
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spanish music hcs for the gang because i'm latino and mentally ill:
darry curtis: bro TEARS up corridos. the first time steve showed him los tigres del norte he was nodding slightly, but i'll tell you he ATE UP the whole damn album the moment he left. same with vicente fernández, the moment he hears the grito in volver, volver he's a divorced dad with multiple kids that don't speak with him because they forgot spanish in america (not too far off to reality) his favorite song is hands down pedro y pablo, not that he'd admit it because the lyrics reminds him of himself and ponyboy and he cries every time
two-bit mathews: anything he can shake ass too. jk. but he really like reggaeton, especially daddy yankee. 9/10 times rompe is playing on full volume in his headphones. he's also chill with mexican party music. just. party music in general and he's eating that shit up. el sondito gave him a seizure in the best way possible fr. but rompe just hits different to his brain yknow
dallas winston: the first time he listened to gasolina he had an aneurysm. the second time and he was begging steve to tell him what the hell that genre was because it was fire. probably would tear up bad bunny, ozuna (😶), and a bunch of other reggaeton artists. tití me preguntó would have a special place in his heart, and every time he plays diles steve dies a little inside since it's basically dirty talk the song. but he doesn't have to know that. (and he'd probably play it anyways)
steve randle: ah the half mexican himself. he little bit of everything. to his friends, he's all dance music and bachata and reggaeton, but deep down he cannot get enough of señora music. ana gabriel, rocío dúrcal, yolanda del rio, he eats it up every time. and his love of boleros is genuinely concerning. he's like a 70 year old man with that taste. but he can't help but listen to eydie gormé's gorgeous voice, he just can't.
johnny cade: sad mexican mom/dad music. no se va, tu falta de querer, desvelado, he eats up the sad lyrics and sobbing out lyrics. it just feels powerful to his ears. he always smiling when listening to it too, and steve just watches in horror as he listens to amor eterno while giggling and shit. steve's always in his señora era when he's around him (not that he minds)
sodapop curtis: salsa and bachata (and reggae ofc) bro adolescentes orquestra does things to his brain dude. he is a proud romeo santos stan, he'd kiss that man on the mouth if given the chance. he just loves swaying to latin music, and he unironically loves the yoshi ai cover of la noche más linda. he forces steve to dance with him and steve (not so reluctantly) complies.
ponyboy curtis: indie spanish music. victor internet, cuco, juanpalitoschinos, juan pablo vega, he LOVES it. if he could have the lyrics of el rincón (chachachá) tattooed in his brain he would do it in a heart beat. he listens to shit like "el amor de tu vida tiene derecho encontrar el amor de su vida" and sodapop is already sleeping by the time he's finished the title. basically his music taste from english transfers to spanish.
#the outsiders#steve randle#sodapop curtis#darry curtis#darrel curtis#dallas winston#two bit mathews#johnny cade#ponyboy curtis#spanish#music#headcannons#half mexican steve randle
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PROJECT KING (the aristocrats)
SYNOPSIS don’t fall in love with your co-workers cousin, especially when she doesn’t want you, (she actually does she’s just won’t admit it)
CONTENTS no warnings!
NOTE just a small introduction to the characters / friend groups, all languages are written in order of when the were learnt
DISCLAIMER i don’t own these pictures, i found all on pinterest! also the ocs faceclaim is sabrina carpenter but be free to image anyone you want!
charlie bushnell/fem. oc smau
series masterlist
casey XIOMARA márquez-stoner
THEME SONG : speed drive + von dutch by charlie xcx
age : 20 / 21
birthplace : 🇪🇸
nationality / ethnicity : 🇦🇺 🇪🇸
language : spanish, english, french, italian, japanese, german
bio : daughter and god daughter of motogp champions, ambassador for vivienne westwood, shopaholic pt 1
FABIO quartararo
THEME SONG : gasolina by daddy yankee
age : 24 / 25
birthplace : 🇫🇷
nationality / ethnicity : 🇫🇷
language : french, spanish, english, italian
bio : looks like a fuckboy but he’s never even been on a date, just some bike nerd addicted to tattoos and bleaching his hair (no one but him likes it), biggest gossip known to man kind, xiomara’s oldest friend
OSCAR piastri
THEME SONG : golden by harry styles
age : 22 / 23
birthplace: 🇦🇺
nationality/ ethnicity: 🇦🇺 🇮🇹
language : english (small amount of japanese and italian)
bio : considered the normal one in the group due to the fact he’s the quietest, he is not normal, dark humour and sarcasm are his coping mechanisms, deeply in love with his girlfriend of six years lily, likes to gossip but won’t admit it
nicha MINNIE yontararak
THEME SONG : revenge by (g) idle
age : 26 / 27
birthplace : 🇹🇭
nationality / ethnicity : 🇹🇭
language : thai, english, korean
bio: no one knows how they became friends but one day they just started hanging out non stop, the most famous member of the friend group, shopaholic pt 2
saiki WEESA
THEME SONG : chanel by frank ocean
age: 19 /20
birthplace: 🇯🇵
nationality / ethnicity : 🇲🇦 🇰🇷
language : japanese, english, korean (small amount of arabic)
bio : the tallest friend in the group but also the youngest, an old school friend of xiomara’s, dance partner, shopaholic pt 3
the third wheels ie. the people that aren’t really part of the friend group but also aren’t not part of the group
lando norris, alex albon, osayi jimmy kazuki, alex márquez, naomi schiff, doriane pin, ollie bearman, kimi antonelli ect.
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why do so many Spanish songs that get popular nowadays use the same beat? I can’t find an official name for the beat but I’ve seen it called “boonta boonta”: kick, snare-kick snare (“boon, ta-boon ta”), like in Despacito by Luis Fonsi and Gasolina by Daddy Yankee, to name a couple popular examples. I know there’s more latin beats than that one, so why does it feel like the only Spanish songs that get popular in English-speaking circles are the ones that use that beat? is it just because of its distinct sound?
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daddy yankee gasolina lyrics in english
#youtube#daddy#daddy yankee#lyrics#new song#top#trendingnow#gasoline#song lyrics#music#video#you#youtube video
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Out of character:
Name/alias: Admin AJ
Age: 31
Pronouns: She/Her/But who knows
Activity level: N/A
Roleplay experience: N/A
Anything else?: N/A
In character:
Name: Antonio Javier Lopez
FC: Michael Trevino
Character gender: Male
Character birthday: January 25 (32)
Birthplace: Puerto Vallarta, Mexico
Neighborhood: Bayside
Length of residency: Moved back recently
Occupation: Owner of El Huerto Secreto
Song title: Gasolina - Daddy Yankee
Bio:
Antonio Lopez was born in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico but his parents moved from Mexico when he was ten years old due to drugs starting to move throughout the city more. So, they packed up Antonio and his siblings and moved to Turtle Bay for a fresh start and a better life. They wanted their children to have the best chance possible and they knew staying in Mexico wouldn’t have given them that chance. Antonio looked out for his siblings with being the eldest that was his job. They all soon learned English and started to fit in more with the locals who seemed to be welcoming. His father got a job at the local supermarket while his mother worked at the local flower shop. They didn’t make much, but they all had each other.
In school, Antonio was a smart kid always going his best to get good grades, but he always helped his siblings whenever his parents weren’t around. During the times that his parents had to work late, Antonio learned how to cook. From there it became his passion, not only could he cook American food but Mexican food as well and his parents were really proud. Even though they felt bad that Antonio had to step up whenever they worked late. His father ended up taking on another job, at the local café this way his mother could be home. But still it wasn’t enough, and they were barely getting by but somehow, they managed everything.
During high school, Antonio went out for football and got onto the team. Turns out that besides his studies, sports was something that he was good at so he also played basketball and football. Of course, he taught his little brother how to play. Antonio got detention a couple of times due to being late, but he was only late because he had to make sure his siblings got off to school. That was when he met his first girlfriend. The two of them hit it off pretty well, but they didn’t officially start dating until Sophomore year. During the last year of school, he ended up applying to Fundacion Herdez in Mexico City and getting into that. As much as he didn’t want to, Antonio broke up with his high school girlfriend even though he was still very much head over heels in love with her. He just wanted her to follow her own dreams and not his path of life. After the breakup he went back to Mexico and did very well in college. But he also got into some trouble while he was down there, he got mixed in with the Cartel and he started working for them. But his family didn’t need to know this. So he kept it a secret from them, figuring it was best that way.
Antonio opened a small little restaurant in Mexico at the time that was booming but it was also a front for the Cartel. When Mexico started to get bad again, and his father passed away Antonio made the decision to return home for his funeral. After he buried his father, he decided to stay in Turtle Bay, making a decision to try and walk away from the Cartel and live a normal life again. But the Cartel just wouldn’t let him go at first, he had to do one last job for them, and he did it and he hated himself for it but at least he was free. When he came back to Turtle Bay again, he got a place in Bayside, and he opened up a second restaurant and he called it El Huerto Secreto.
Personality:
Positive traits: Loyal, Honest, Hard Working
Negative traits: Stubborn, Hot Headed, Over Protective
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Gasolina Lyrics - Daddy Yankee
Gasolina Lyrics – Daddy Yankee
Gasolina Lyrics by Daddy Yankee is the latest english song lyrics written by Victor Cabrera, Ramon Ayala, Francisco Saldana and produced by Luny Tunes.
Gasolina Song Details
Song:
Gasolina
Singer:
Daddy Yankee
Written:
Victor Cabrera, Ramon Ayala, Francisco Saldana
Producer:
Luny Tunes
Gasolina Lyrics
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Who’s this? (oh)
Da-ddy Yan-kee! (oh, oh)
Zúmbale mambo pa que mis gatas…
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my childhood best friend had this mixtape cd of Mostly eurodance + some other things that i was absolutely obsessed with, but i lost the files and therefoe the mixtape. so ive been slowly but surely discovering what all the songs were called bc they mostly arent in english and the files were all named like 65457f576653.mp3. so aside from the stuff thats in spanish and comprehensible to me its mostly been a matter of just Happening to hear it somewhere
#easiest ones were dragostea din tei (which i was obsessed with Just before it became a meme worldwide)#the russian version of 'all the things she said' by tatu (also obsessed with that one)#'bucky done gun' which is in english so pretty easy.#'estoy aquí' 'será será' and 'la tortura' by shakira (also found out pretty quickly bc i really liked shakira in 5th grade)#'boten anna' and 'dotA' by basshunter. boten anna was inexplicably at 2x speed#'baila casanova' by paulina rubio but it was only the chorus looped twice lol?#darude sandstorm.#tokyo drift.#99 luftballons by nina except it was also only about half of the song. that was kind of a trend#several more i havent figured out which i think were russian#and my friend was russian and fluent so i could have just asked her lol but didnt#oh and theres one that ive wanted to find bc i THINK it samples 'excursions' by a tribe called quest which i thought#would make it easy to find but . its not. doesnt help that i cant remember the language or most of the song#it just samples the line 'back in the days when i was a teenager' in its chorus and thats all i kno#OH gasolina by daddy yankee was on there ofc. and others i cant remember.#anyway all very nostalgic#i havent made any new discoveries in a while i think the last one i figured out was another german one that ive forgotten the#name of now. i wish i still had the files i could literaly just post them and ask
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I'M SCREAMING. People who have never watched others dancing reggaeton being mad at you is sending me. They would have a stroke if they went to a wedding or 15th birthday party dkdbdkdh
any latino party really wkbwkwb
oof and when alcohol is involved things get pretty pornographic real quick 😳 (I'm surprised tho i thought people were at least familiar with Gasolina by Daddy Yankee and that video p much sums it up?)
anyway I thought it would pass simply as a nice joke, a good joke even jwjsksj but clearly tumblr is more of an english speaking audience than my instagram
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If requests are open.. Suga x reader -3rd year student- where friends to pining where reader is a exchange student mid year -parent’s job- and reader is new to the school, can barely communicate Japanese and is too shy to meet new people.. reader is welcomed as a co-manager for vb club and all the other boys adopt her has their sister. She tutors them in their English lesson too.. also how would Suga help her open up from her shyness..
request: sugawara x fem! reader who is a shy exchange student!
another beginning.
✩ one-shot ✩ for sugawara bb
❧ fem reader
✎ 4.9k words
a/n: FINALLY GOT THIS BBY DONE, ty for being patient requester <3 i hope its ok, lmk if u would like smth different!
also curious but do yall listen to music when you write or read? i dnt always but when i DO i listen to some boppy music so i can shake mah ass (unles im depresso AHAHA) LMAO rec me some pls--
send me asks--
current listen: juicy by doja cat, gasolina by daddy yankee, 11 PM by maluma
A pencil dangled between two of your fingers, gently swinging back and forth as you tapped the eraser’s tip against your chin in thought. Looking over Hinata’s shoulder at the worksheet laying on the table, you extended your hand and made a neat scrawl on the page. “That’s good translating, Hinata! However,” you dragged your pencil across the surface, marking a line and arrow to point at a space near the beginning of his sentence, “keep in mind that although gerunds look like verbs, they act as nouns. So, this word should go here.”
Yachi, who was seated to your right, nodded in agreement. “I looked through his notes doodles, and it looked like they were going over gerunds in class!”
With narrowed eyes, Hinata scanned the page, muttering the sentence underneath his breath. Suddenly, his hazel eyes lit up in understanding and his lips morphed into a round “O.” “Ohhhh, that make a lot more sense! Thanks, (y/n), you’re a big help, especially in English! Also, look, guys!”
He rummaged through his cluttered backpack and fished out a slightly wrinkled sheet of paper with a red “14/50” marked on the top right corner. Holding it up proudly, he declared, “I got a better score than last time! By nine points!”
“That’s still an F,” Tsukishima pointed out, eyes glued to the pages of the book he was reading. Yamaguchi and Kageyama tried to stifle their snickers.
“Y-You’re not even looking!” Hinata defended. The ginger was met with a shrug. “I don’t need to see the score to know you failed.”
Before any fighting could break out, however, the door swung open, revealing the remaining third-years. Bags of snacks in their arms, the four of them stepped in. “We’re back! Your parent/guardian let us in, (y/n),” Sugawara announced, setting his bag down on the table. The rest followed suit and set the goodies down. Rummaging through one of the bags, Daichi pulled out a meat bun.
“Hinata, here’s your meat bun,” he said, handing the snack to the excited first-year, who had long-forgotten Tsukishima’s snide remark about his lack of intellectual aptitude. Kiyoko offered Kageyama his milk, the slight brush of their hands being enough to stir Noya and Tanaka into an envious craze. Asahi tried to settle them down, nervously reminding them that they needed to act respectful in your home, especially after your family had agreed to let you all study there. You stifled a giggle as Sugawara and Daichi joined in, scolding their underclassmen for their poor behavior and threatening them with a time-out.
With an exasperated sigh, Sugawara took a seat next to you on the mat. “Ah, I can’t help but worry about how Ennoshita’s going to handle both of them on his own.”
Giving a sidelong glance to the second-year, who was now forcing Noya and Tanaka to complete timed practice problems, your lips formed a small smile. “Looks like he does a pretty good job at it, though.”
Sugawara let out an amused huff. “Guess I’m worried over nothing. Oh, also,” he dug into the plastic bag in front of him, taking out your favorite snack and offering it to you. “Here you go.”
(can u tell from my stories yet that fav snacks aka actions are my love language--)
“Oh, thank you, Suga, I didn’t even ask for this…” you flashed him a grateful smile and took the package from his hands, suppressing the blush that threatened to overcome your cheeks as your fingertips brushed. He gave a sheepish smile and glanced to the side in response, giving the back of his neck an anxious rub.
“Ah, it’s the least I could do to thank you for letting us all come over to study. It’s really helpful. I appreciate it, (y/n).”
“It’s not much, really. I’m more than glad to help you all (read: Hinata, Kageyama, Tanaka, and Noya) out with English and offer my place. Having everyone together makes it easier. They need to pass these exams so you all get to play.”
Your offer to help the team with their studies may have seemed a simple gesture as both their friend and co-manager. On the inside, however, you really were more than happy to have everyone over for whatever reason. It left you with a feeling of awe. The last thing you would’ve expected 3 months ago was to be sitting in your new home in Japan, surrounded by a group of people who accepted you despite your poor Japanese and late appearance to Karasuno. Just 4 months ago, after you learned about your parent/guardian’s job transfer to Japan, you were left feeling an array of mixed feelings:
Anxiety – a whole new country? With a language you could barely even speak or understand? How was that going to work? Could you even make friends at school? God knows how long it took you to make the friends you have now.
Disappointment – you were looking forward to graduating high school with the friends you’ve made throughout the past few years. Having to say goodbye would be difficult, and you’d miss them.
Yet, you felt a sliver of hopefulness – new experiences were waiting for you. You had the opportunity to lead a new life in a foreign place. It filled you both with fear and exhilaration.
On the night before your first day at Karasuno, you could barely sleep after spending hours religiously practicing how to introduce yourself in Japanese. Having to introduce yourself to the class and speaking with your new classmates was inevitable, after all. And so the next day, you found yourself standing in front of the classroom, trying to suppress the nervous shudder that threatened to rack your body and ignore the prickles of sweat on your palms. Despite how much you mentally recited your introduction that morning, your current situation left your mind blank, unable to conjure any words. Fueled by the awkward silence, the numerous gazes focused on you, and the growing pit of anxiety in your stomach, what came out was a quiet, jumbled form of what you intended to say.
“Hello, (y/n) (l/n). I’m (insert your original country name here). I can’t Japanese, but I hope friends. Everyone, nice to meet,” you bowed, both in respect and so that you could hide your face, which was red from embarrassment. You knew you messed up, but you pretended otherwise, hoping that nobody would point out your mistake.
You straightened up after a few moments of silence, registering the confused looks of your new classmates and feeling another stab of shame. In response to your introduction, the teacher raised her eyebrows and blinked in confusion. Then her eyes warmed, and she offered you a smile as she spoke up. “Class, this is (l/n) (y/n). She recently moved here from (insert OG country here). She’s still learning Japanese; however, her English is perfect, so I’m sure you can all learn something from each other. Please make her feel welcome. Your seat is over there, (l/n).”
Shoulders sagging, you made your way to your desk, avoiding eye contact despite the pairs of eyes that followed you to your seat. Focusing on the lecture was a struggle. Not only could you barely understand anything the teacher was saying; worries about how the rest of the day would go also flooded your mind. This was only the morning; how could you navigate your way through the halls? Ask for directions? Would you meet people? Where would you eat lunch? How could you survive?
The remainder of the classes went by gruesomely slow. Too embarrassed from your slip this morning and too shy to meet new people despite wanting to make a friend, you successfully dodged conversation with any of your classmates. You were relieved that finally lunch came by, yet that presented another problem. You weren’t sure where to go, but you were sure that you were going to eat by yourself.
After a few minutes of walking around the hallways, you settled for eating lunch in the classroom. At least it meant you didn’t have to rush to class after the bell rang. Taking a seat, you pulled out your boxed lunch and set it out in front of you. Painfully aware of how alone you must have looked, you pretended to look really interested in your meal (am i the only one or--). You poked it, broke it into pieces, then brought each sliver to your mouth and chewed slowly. If only your family had switched your phone plans earlier, then you could at least spend time scrolling the internet or lament to your friends back home about how your day was going.
Still “engrossed” in your meal, you failed to notice a figure standing in front of your desk. Only after you saw a hand situate itself on the edge of your desk did you look up.
You met the chestnut eyes of a boy. He bore a warm smile that made a small crinkle in his eyes and beauty mark. Strands of grey hair draped naturally in front of his eyes and framed the sides of his face. Despite your unease, his soft features helped to calm your racing heart and mind. He seemed a friendly person; after all, he was able to approach you.
“Hey, you’re (l/n), right? I’m Sugawara Koushi, but you can call me Suga. I’m in your class,” he introduced in pretty darn good English.
‘Man, that means he heard me this morning…’ you thought miserably. Yet, you couldn’t help but feel some relief. Perhaps you hadn’t given others or yourself much of a chance before jumping to the conclusion that you were incapable of meeting new people.
Clearing your throat, you shyly extended a hand to him in greeting. “Yes, I’m (y/n) (l/n). Call me (y/n). It’s nice to meet you, Suga,” you replied hesitantly, finally using the correct words in Japanese that you had been practicing the previous night.
Shaking your hand, his eyes widened in pleasant surprise. “Your Japanese sounds pretty good! You just moved, so you’re still learning, right? How about I help you improve that while you help me with English?”
You were about to nod eagerly in appreciation when you both overheard some snickering across the room. Two boys and a girl sat together, whispering quite loudly and sneaking oh-so-inconspicuous glances over at your desk. Taking notice that they were caught staring, they presumed to loudly munch on their meals and talk about the weather.
Suga only shot them annoyed glare and shook his head before turning his attention back to you. “Sorry, those are my… Friends.” The strain in his voice after saying that last word made you question if they really were on friendly terms.
After that day, you found yourself spending every lunch period with Suga and his other third-year friends Daichi, Asahi, and Shimizu. You initially felt unsure of how to talk to them, but after Sugawara’s efforts to include you in his circle and some reassuring words about being yourself and not letting a small, temporary language barrier hold you back from making friends, you earned a bit of confidence. While you spoke a hybrid of English and Japanese with them, you eventually managed to pick up a lot of Japanese from talking everyday, and after these few months of constant exposure, you were able to hold decent conversations. Additionally, the extra help you sought from the teaching staff allowed you to be able to keep up in class, and your instructors were understanding enough to give you some leniency on your assignments during this adjustment period.
Hanging around your new friends often, it was only a matter of time before you were introduced to the rest of Karasuno’s boys’ volleyball team. It occurred one lunch period three weeks after you first arrived, when Asahi suggested that you join some club activities. You were discouraged, however, considering that it was already halfway through the year, you didn’t know enough Japanese yet to converse with just anyone, and you were a tad shy, which made joining clubs a bit difficult. At that moment, your new friends all made eye contact with each other, then looked at you.
“Why not join our volleyball club?” Suga asked. “Shimizu could always use the help. She’s our only student manager.”
Shimizu nodded in agreement, her blue gaze soft. “Your help would be really appreciated. There’s a lot to this job, so having someone to split the work with would be relieving. You can also help me look for someone to take my place when we graduate.”
Later that day you found yourself in the gym being blocked by Sugawara, who was protecting you from two crazed boys whose collars were held back by Daichi. A ginger-haired boy looked at you with curiosity, excitedly introducing himself as Hinata and pointing out the names of the other members on the court (“This is ‘Bakageyama’ and that guy’s ‘Four-eyed Jerk Face’—").
Upon their release (which was granted only after they promised to behave), Tanaka and Noya dashed over to you, tears in their eyes as they held your hands and expressed their gratitude for your presence. “Oh, (y/n), you kind soul, helping Shimizu with the managerial work. Better yet, now we have two cute girls to support us, this is amazing!”
And that’s how you found yourself sitting with your new friends in your living room and feeling grateful for their vibrant personalities, kindness, and acceptance. You couldn’t have asked for a better batch of friends to end your year with. Though, you were most grateful to Sugawara. If not for him, the last several months of your highschool experience may have gone by miserably, with nothing special to note and no new friends to celebrate with. His gentle, understanding nature had done nothing but support you and make you feel welcome. He helped introduce you to a new, comfortable life you had trouble imagining before your arrival to Japan. He dispelled your doubts and fears, instilling in you a newfound confidence in your abilities. It certainly helped that the team was just as supportive and patient with you.
You could recount the events of the past few months that brought warmth to your heart. These people were growing on you, making you feel like you could be yourself more each day. Daichi provided you a sense of security and leadership. Asahi was empathetic, quick to detect your feelings of uneasiness and asking you if you were okay. Shimizu made sure to make you feel welcome as a friend and fellow manager, even inviting you to a café over the weekend to brainstorm ideas on recruiting a replacement (who you both later discovered to be Yachi) and try out some desserts. Tanaka and Noya tried to teach you all the Japanese curse words they knew, initially lying to you about their meanings so they could see the rest of the team’s reactions when you would blurt things out in the middle of practice (Let’s just say that Daichi, Suga, Ennoshita, and Tsukki knew whose fault this was, and Asahi was real shook hearing a string of curse words from your mouth while you sat there, no ill intent emanating from you whatsoever). Ennoshita gave you a comforting, easygoing presence. Tsukki was… Tsukki (LOL). But he could carry on a conversation, often genuinely interested whenever you talked about the culture back in (other country). And you knew he was soft. Hinata was a burst of energy, and you found his bickering with Tsukishima and Kageyama silly and quite precious. You often stayed with Yachi to toss balls to Kageyama late at night, much to his appreciation. Yachi and Yamaguchi were some of the biggest sweethearts on the team, and all you could think about was needing to protect them.
There was definitely something different in your interactions with Sugawara, though. You found yourself closest to him out of everyone. It may have been because he was the first you talked to, or maybe it was because he was one of the most easygoing people you’ve ever met. That, and you found yourself wanting to get closer to him. You wanted to know more about him.
Sugawara chuckled in response. “I suppose you’re right. We wouldn’t have made it this far without everyone,” he said softly, a tinge of fondness showing in his brown eyes. He proceeded to take out his schoolwork and pen, resting his chin in his palm as he read the words across the page of his assignment. Occasionally, you glanced over at him, admiring the way his eyebrows knit together in concentration, and how his hair brushed his cheeks whenever his head shifted in its position. How the grey tips of lashes kissed his bottom eyelids with each flutter of his chocolate hues. You even took a mental note that his lips, currently pursed in thought, were rather smooth and full in appearance.
A rogue thought about how those lips would feel against your own flitted across your mind. It brought a small pang to your chest, and you had to mentally slap yourself back into reality. You noticed these new feelings were starting to become more prevalent the longer you hung around Sugawara. You consulted your friends back home about it, and in their excitement, they insisted you had a crush on this guy (and demanded photos). Heart palpitations, heat-flooded cheeks, covert glances, and a desire for closeness in all aspects possible? All symptoms of infatuation, your personal love doctors concluded. You recalled when these signs first appeared about a month ago, after he offered to walk you home when practice had gone late into the night. Initially you declined, not wanting him to go out of his way when it was already dark outside. However, after seeing the soft look in his eyes as he declared he wanted to ensure you got home safely and that he didn’t mind the walk, your heart couldn’t help but give in and agree.
It was a tranquil night, accompanied only by the sound of crickets chirping and a cool, whispy breeze. About 15 minutes after having left campus, you were both seated on an aged bench at a small park, snacking on recent convenience store purchases to satisfy your growling stomachs. A comfortable silence settled in the air. The nightly surroundings were illuminated by the gentle glow of several nearby lampposts and stars that burned lightyears away.
Your gaze followed the tracks of a small bug crawling across the sidewalk in front of your feet. It skittered soundlessly against the pavement, eventually disappearing in the security of a bush. A gentle sigh took hold of your attention, and your eyes flickered over to your friend, who was peering up at the star-dusted evening sky.
“Do you know what you’re doing after graduation?” he asked, a hint of wonder in his voice.
You shook your head. “No clue, to be honest. You?”
He pursed his lips and took a sidelong glance at you before focusing back upwards. “Well, I’ve always wanted to be a teacher…”
“Seems fitting. Your Japanese lessons have been really helpful,” you pointed out, smiling.
The tips of his lips curved upwards as well. “Really? I’m glad. You’ve improved a lot, too. You’re a quick learner.”
“Heh, well I couldn’t have done it without you.”
Another comfortable silence fell upon you two before he spoke again. “I was thinking about how to keep in touch with everyone after we left, and how it’s a shame we’re leaving so soon after you arrived. I would’ve liked to know you better, too, but there’s only a few months left...”
His genuine words left a rosy tinge on your cheeks. As you were thinking of a response, you looked down, noticing how close your hand lay next to his. Heartrate quickening, you stammered, “Y-Yeah, I wish we had more time, too.. T-To hang around each other, I mean. But graduation doesn’t have to mean goodbye, right?”
“That’s true... You always know just what to say, you know that, (y/n)?” he turned his gaze on you and held out an extended pinky. “Promise to talk to me after graduating, then?”
You rolled your eyes playfully and huffed in amusement. Taking your own pinky and intertwining it with his, you nodded. “So long as you keep your end of the promise, too.”
“Of course.”
Sugawara’s voice brought you out of your momentary flashback. “(Y/n)? Can I ask you a question?”
Blinking your previous thoughts away and calming the warmth on your cheeks, you responded, “What’s up?”
He slid his assignment closer to you, pointing at a section he was having trouble with. “Here. I’m not sure if I’m doing this correctly..”
You leaned in, scooching towards him and closing in on the gap between you. Focused on the homework, you failed to notice how the brush of your shoulders made Sugawara’s body stiffen slightly. With your proximity, your scent easily wafted to his nose, and he could observe the closer details of your appearance. The hair tucked behind your ear exposed your cheekbone, looking soft to the touch. Your determined hues scanned the page, and he could visualize your thinking through your small, occasional self-nods. You looked cute and comfortable in the casual hoodie you wore, bringing him a strange, mixed sense of bashfulness and ease. His mind wandered, trying to envision how you would look if you wore any of his jackets, but his thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of your sweet voice and scribbles against paper.
“It sounds great, Suga! I just made a note there on how you can fix it; otherwise, it should be okay,” you gave him a reassuring smile as you slid his work back to him. You, however, didn’t shift back to your original position and instead stayed seated mere inches from the boy. Not that he minded, but…
“O-Oh, alright, thanks!”
It made concentrating during the rest of the study session a little difficult.
Occasionally you did get up, helping mostly the first and second years with some of their English assignments. His eyes would secretly (but c’mon, everyone but Hinata and Kageyama could tell) follow your figure, admiring the way you looked as you interacted happily with the others and did whatever you could to assist them. Yet you always returned to the same spot, near Suga. Close enough that everyone else on the team took notice (if they haven’t already), relayed the information via mental telephone, and secretly agreed to depart a bit earlier than they had anticipated.
“Oh, you guys are leaving already?” you asked everyone as they were packing up their belongings.
They all nodded in response, offering up their reasons for leaving earlier than the original time you set, which ranged from, “My parents wanted me home for dinner” to “My sister’s wasted and locked out of the house, nobody’s home—” (u good der Saeko)
Standing at your doorway, you waved to your friends, sending them off with a “I’ll see you at school!” as they waved back and filed out of your home. Looking over to Suga, who was still standing beside you, you wondered, “Oh, you’re staying?”
“Oh, yeah! I was surprised to see everyone leave so soon, but I was planning to head home in another hour. B-But I can go now if you need me to..!” he answered a bit shakily, waving around his hands in small, bashful gestures.
You shook your head and you waved your hand dismissively. “It’s okay, you’re more than welcome to stay for however long you need to.”
Settled back in the common area, you both tried to resume your schoolwork, but to no avail. Groaning, you leaned back, using your arms to support you from behind. “I’m tired of workingggggg.”
He sighed in agreement, resting an elbow on the table and propping up his head in a closed fist. “Same. Do you want to do something else?”
“Hmm..” you pondered aloud. “Do you want to see my room?”
Shrugging and responding with a “why not?”, you both stood up, leaving the common area to go to your room. You opened the door and stepped inside, Suga closely trailing behind you.
“Welcome to my room. Make yourself cozy,” you insisted as you sat on your bed and pat the spot next to you. He took your offer, taking a seat beside you and looking around your bedroom in curiosity.
“Something about this place really seems like you, (y/n).”
You raised an eyebrow at his comment. “Is it the messy pile of clothes in that basket or the neat desk I cleaned up this morning?”
He chuckled and shook his head. “I suppose you could say those are part of it. I just meant there’s a lot to you that you should feel comfortable sharing with others. People are complex and there’s so many sides to a person we discover along the way. I remember how timid you were in our first weeks of knowing each other, and now you’re getting along great with everyone and work hard to improve everyday. You were able to overcome a stressful repeat of entering highschool, but this time in another country, and adapted just fine! Your kindness and determination is admirable.”
Twiddling with your fingers, you felt a sheepish grin form on your face. “Aha, you’re too kind, Suga. You know I couldn’t have made these friends or adjust so well without your help. I was too worried about talking to anyone until you came up to me, so… Thank you.”
You risked a glance towards the boy, finding his chocolate gaze already set on you. If none of your interactions in the past month had set your heart ablaze, then certainly this moment would take the cake. Sugawara’s eyes flickered downwards briefly in a moment of hesitance, then locked again onto yours with a hint of an undetectable emotion lurking behind those irises. Neither of you could bring up any words to say. The only sounds present were the soft hums of your breathing and the low creak of your bed as you found yourselves shifting your weight in order to inch closer to one another.
His mind flooded with a cacophony of emotions, from crippling nervousness to an allure for risk-taking. He could barely come to terms with the current situation and what might happen. Maybe he was overthinking it. Surely being this close face-to-face with someone who you just happen to like doesn’t automatically mean they like you back and want to kiss you just as much. Perhaps you were just leaning in to rest your head on his shoulder; after all, you did seem tired from the events of today. Or, you were scooting close for a better look at his face so you could point out, “hey, you got a little something on your face.” Perhaps a crumb from the cracker he had earlier?
But when he took note of the way your eyes fluttered shut, eyelashes caressing the tops of your dusted cheeks, his doubts began to waver. Maybe this was the chance he’s been seeking out lately. Once Daichi deciphered Sugawara’s affections for you, eventually the whole team found out and began to silently root for him. Thankfully, despite their blatant attempts to help him out, you hadn’t noticed a thing. It made him wonder whether you were oblivious, or just didn’t like him, or both. However, in this moment, when it appeared as though maybe you returned his feelings, he felt he should—as Tanaka would say—shoot his shot.
A sudden knock on the door sent you both jumping 5 feet away from each other. Frazzled and wide-eyed, you choked out a weak, “H-Hello?” in response to the interruption. The door opened, revealing your parent/guardian, who peeked inside.
“Dinner’s ready. Would you like to stay and have it with us?” they were asking Suga.
Heart still racing from the fear that gripped it, he blinked in surprise. He piped out a polite no thank you, reasoning that he didn’t want to intrude.
“Nonsense, we’re happy to have you. Come soon.”
They closed the door and left, leaving you two in an awkward silence that was soon interrupted by the sound of your cough. “We should, uh, get going…”
Standing up, you reached for the door with Suga in tow. The tension in the air remained between the two of you throughout dinner. Nevertheless, Sugawara was able to leave a good impression on your family by being a good conversationalist, even earning a few laughs from your parent/guardian. It made your heart swell at how natural it was for him to be able to get along with others.
After dinner ended and he packed his things, you stepped outside with him to send him off, closing the door behind you. He was about to salute you with a “thanks for having me over” when you gave him a peck on the cheek so sudden that he didn’t have time to react before you were already making your way back into your house.
“Thanks for coming, Suga! I’ll see you at school! Let me know when you get home!” you exclaimed animatedly, shutting the door quickly to hide your embarrassment from your sudden actions. You leaned your back against it, instantly regretting what you did with tightly shut eyes. ‘Oh gawd how am I gonna face him at school tomorrow dhefjkg.’
But on the other side of the door, Suga stood dumbfounded, hovering a hand over the area your lips had touch. Though highly embarrassed, he felt a rush of elation pass over him like a humongous wave that never stopped crashing against the shores.
He was starting to really think it was a good idea to introduce himself to the cute new girl in class. Nice one, Suga.
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Bidi Bidi Bom Bom- Keanu Reeves/ Latina!Reader
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Warnings: implied smut, cute fluffy domestic life,
Requested: no
Summary: Latina!reader is jamming to varius latinx artists while making dinner. Dancing ensues. (translation in bold)
The sun was brilliantly shining through the glass windows of the Hollywood Hills home, the breeze coming in cool kisses. Married life with Keanu was an adjustment, with the two of them coming from different cultures. He never complained, he loved her with every fiber of his being. The poor guy was so nervous to meet Y/n’s parents and your grandparents. Family was important, it was ingrained into her brain as a child. Her father never spoke a word of English, and She had to learn young so you could translate for him. It was a culture for Y/n’s father, bringing a white man into his home.
“¿quién es este hombre blanco, hija? (Who is that white man, daughter?)” Y/n’s mother had shushed him, and welcomed Keanu with open arms, happy with the fact that her daughter was in love. The rest was history after that, and they’ve celebrated their 5 year anniversary just last night. They had an amazing dinner by candlelight, and Keanu gave her a necklace with a tiny gold ‘K’ attached to a delicate chain. They’ve spent the rest of that night wrapped in sheets, breathy gasps and filthy moans filling the air. he had no complaints with the sex, they both couldn’t keep your hands off each other.
Y/n focused on making dinner, and when she asked what Keanu had wanted, he roughly described the dish as “the one with the crispy pork and the yummy rice” which made her giggle. The house was noisy, disturbing Keanu from reading his lines. A song has ended, and the Spanish radio had went on a small break, the radio announcer spewing ads out in Spanish. She heard the first notes of ‘Gasolina’, a personal favorite by Daddy Yankee ring through and she squealed, “Ay! WEPA!” Keanu had thought something was wrong so he had sprinted downstairs from his study but stopped when he saw her dancing around in circles, not paying attention to anything but the food. SHe did a little Bachata, swaying a little to stir the food from time to time.
Her favorite part came up and with her hands on her hips, she hip rolls and lowers herself slowly to the ground with the beat. “Tenemos tú y yo algo pendiente ,Tú me debes algo y lo sabe', Conmigo ella se pierde, No le rinde cuentas a nadie! (You and I have something pending. You owe me something and you know it. With me she gets lost, not accountable to anyone).” She whoops and claps her hands together, turning around and finding Keanu with his arms crossed over his chest, chuckling at her.
“What? It’s my favorite song, carino (sweetie)!” He wraps his arms around her waist, a hand coming down to rest just above her pelvis. He’s hard, really hard, poking into her back as she chuckles. “Quieter que te cuide, carino? (Would you like me to take care of you, honey?)” Keanu had absorbed a great deal of Spanish over the years, allowing him to understand most sentences and speak some as well. He groaned, rutting up into her as she rolled her hips sideways, resting his cock in between her cheeks.
“Ke—” she impulsively moaned, “but dinner!” She moaned, a sound that rang through the house so sinfully, that Keanu had his jaw clenched. “Forget about it, right now I need to be buried deep in my wife.” He picks up the small Latina, hands full of her ass, and carried her to the bedroom, her giggles drowning in the wide halls.
A/N: Guys, this is pure trash and suuuuper short, but I thought I’d post a little something for all my latinx peoples ;) Sorry if the translation isn’t correct enough, I contacted my best friend and had her help me LMFAO. Love y’all!!!
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Ok I just scrolled down and you already answered 8 and 22 so 3, 21, and 26 please!
ahahaha thank you! no worries about repeats i can always find more songs in my brain <3
3. three songs you were recently obsessed with
three more songs i was recently obsessed with are...you can look (but you better not touch) by our dear bruce springsteen, mad world by tears for fears, and true faith by new order :)
21. three songs of your childhood
uhhh...blister in the sun by the violent femmes (a wisconsin band!), electric car by they might be giants (for kids), and blue (da ba dee) by eiffel 65. my brother and i would watch the video by blue constantly in like 2009 i have no idea why but we did
26. three favourite non-English songs
mbube - there are a lot of different versions but i like the mahotella queens take on it, ca plane por moi by plastic bertrand (i have NO idea how this entered my music taste), and gasolina by daddy yankee
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I often ask if any song in English will ever bop as hard as Gasolina by Daddy Yankee... the answer is still no
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