#Latina reader
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𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 | 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐍𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚 - 𝐌.𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭
Warning — Grammar errors, not proofread,
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It was a nice spring evening and you just moved to Japan in Yokohama a few days ago. It was strange at first, you needed to be accustomed to the local environment and the people around you.
With that being said, you were still struggling here and there. And you had stayed in quarantine for a while, because of the last time you interacted with someone and completely made a fool out of yourself.
But, you nip it in the bud and decide that it was just a one-time thing. There was no need to act the way you were. So, you went to the grocery store to try it out. And also because you needed food for the week.
“Okay, so I need; bread, sausage, water, and—oh dog food!” You smile to yourself, as you make it to the store. You looked up and lifted your scratch paper, looking at it before looking back up at the sign. Making sure you were in the right place, and not going into the wrong store…like last time.
You shivered at the embarrassing memory. You shook it off; deciding not to think much of it and just go in. You take a deep breath, as you go up to open the door.
…….
‘Wait… why isn’t it opening?’ You thought to yourself, as you kept trying to open it again. But it wouldn’t budge. “Huh? Come on.. open up already..” you groaned, as you started tugging it, trying to pull harshly at it. “Open it already you stupid door—!”
“Ahem..”
As you were focusing on trying to open the door, you heard someone behind you trying to get your attention. You turn around to see a rather short, young man standing behind you.
You study his angelic-like features. Ginger hair, light blue eyes, pale skin, he was well dressed. And he had a.. fancy lookń hat? He was quite handsome…
“O-oh um.. the door isn’t opening—“ Before you could inform him that the store may be closed… he suddenly walked up to you, the proximity made you nervous and flustered. He smelled nice.. his cologne wasn’t a strong aroma like other people. But it was a clear and clean aroma; like you could bath in the sent and never get tired of it, He was beautiful up close as well.
Your thoughts were soon interrupted as you saw the door open—
Wait a minute—embarrassment started to wash over you, as you realized your mistake.
You had to push the door to open it.. not pull...
You felt your face flush at the realization, as you mumbled a small thank you. He held open the door for you to go in, a nonchalant expression on his face. When you entered the store, you quickly made your way to the shopping carts and went into the aisle. To hide your utter embarrassed expression from the guy…
‘Way to start your morning (Yn)!’ you groaned softly, pushing your cart down the aisle as you started looking for the items. You started to later on forget about the embarrassing incident as you were looking for your stuff.
‘Hm..’ you looked down at your notes and back up at the countertops, spotting bread. “Ah, there is it!” You say happily to yourself, as you go on your tippy toes and reach for it…
“…come on..” you say quietly, as you try your best to reach for the top. “Come on (Yn), you're almost there—“ As you were so close to reaching the bread on the top row, you felt a sudden heat radiating behind you. And a hand reaching for the bread. You tilt your head up slightly and are met with two pairs of pretty familiar blue eyes—
“Here..” He was the same handsome ginger that helped you with the door... he handed you the bread with a nonchalant attitude.
You gazed at him for a moment, not realizing that you were staring longer than necessary. He raised a brow at your rude staring but didn’t point it out. And instead, gave you the same action you did.. and he too, stared at you. Analyzing your features.
‘Beautiful‘ Chuuya thought to himself, as he gazed into your pretty dark murky colored eyes. He ran his eyes along your features, cute little lips, soft wavy shoulder-length hair, and siren-like shape eyes, You had a delicate face. One that can make people snap their heads back, and take a good look at you again. Eyes that no one would ever want to look away from. You were like a porcelain doll, with shyness added to it and pouty lips.
“T-thank you..” you say shyly, as you gently take the bread.
His finger graced your fingertip, they were small, delicate, and warm… even If his hands were covered by his gloves, he could tell by the way your hands softy shone lightly. And the way gently took your bread; They were indeed delicate… and gentle. Unlike his.. rough and unclean, blood on his hands…
You bow slightly, before taking your leave and grabbing ‘your cart’..or so you thought; And walked away. Your heart was beating fast, to the point where you felt like you had just run a full-on marathon. Running away from a handsome stranger.
“Oh goodness,” you sighed in relief, hoping you wouldn’t encounter him so that you wouldn’t embarrass yourself even more.
As you were walking through the aisles from the other side of the store. You were placing the canned beans in the cart when you realized that, all the items you had shopped for.. were there.. but instead, you found different ones that you hadn’t even picked yourself.
🎀•~Time-skip: few minutes later~•🎀
…..
“Oh great..” you sighed to yourself, how can you be so completely clumsy to have even taken the wrong cart? Especially the cart from the very man you embarrassed yourself in front of. You sighed once again, as you started to go around the store to look for the man.
As you were looking left to right, you suddenly had a glimpse of a shadow that hovered above you. You quickly looked up and saw nothing.
“Huh?” You quirked a braw, before turning around and lightly choking on air as you saw the very man you were looking for. You gasped in slight fright before regaining your composure; realizing who it was.
“Oh thank goodness.. you scared me.” You chuckled, as you placed your hand near your heart. You swore on your life; that you had just seen him float in the air.. as if he’s floating—er more like had zero gravity…? Maybe you were just imagining it…
“I think you forgot this.” He gently pushes your cart beside you.
“Oh thank you!” You smile, “Here…sorry, I took it.” You chuckled awkwardly, as you lightly pushed his cart to him.
“I noticed.”
“Hehe.. sorry.” You smile shyly. He takes his cart back and takes his leave. “Bye-bye see you when you get—“ you quickly coved your mouth as you started to blush in embarrassment. You had a habit of biding people; especially family, goodbye. With a small, ‘see you when you get back, and a ‘drive safe, be safe’. so you had accidentally said it to him…
He turned his head back to you and quirked a brow in confusion.
“S-sorry! I.. have a good-bye habit..”
“You have a habit of saying ‘goodbye’ and ‘see you later’ to strangers?” He questions.
Your face started to increase its color. “Y-yes?”
“Hm..” You could see a glimpse of amusement in his eyes as he turned around to get back to shopping.
“….” After he was far away from you, you groaned at yourself. You didn’t know what was going on with you today. You weren’t always this shy, and you hardly embarrassed yourself in front of people. You were always cool and nonchalant, and yet, today was.. different.
You placed your hand on your racing heart, Trying to ease it as you took a deep breath to calm yourself down. You took a deep breath and shook your head to take off the shy thoughts swarming in your head.
🎀•~Time-skip: few minutes later~•🎀
Today was an eventual day… you embarrassed yourself three times in one day. Now you’re here, waiting for the rain to stop. You had forgotten to check the weather, and forgot to bring an umbrella.
You sighed, “todays not my day..” you mutter, as you look down at the ground, playing with the water under you.
As you did so, you didn’t noticed the person standing next to you, watching you live in your own little world, unlike the said person; hovered an umbrella above you. And lightly cleared his throat to catch your attention.
You look up at him and you see the same guy from the store; shyly handing you hand umbrella. “Here…” he said softy,
“O-oh. No no no, I’m okay! Imma wait for a while. Just so it can stop—“
“You’re going to wait for five hours in the rain, soaking wet?” He quirk braw at you. You started to feel embarrassed and let your feet play with the puddle under your foot. “You.. do got a point..” you blush at your statement.
“…please.. take it..” he said gently. As he held it out. You looked up at him and saw he had soft gently eyes staring down at you.
How could you say no to those eyes?
So you took his umbrella and held it above your head. Smiling at his kindness.
But as you were about to thank him, he suddenly vanished, as if he never was here in the first place. No tracks left behind.. only his memories of him and you. Both your eventful day today.
“…Thank you..” you mumbled to yourself not expecting him or anyone for the matter to hear. But didn’t realize that Chuuya indeed hear you.
‘I hope I see him again soon..’ you thought to yourself as you started happily walking back home.
A/n: Thank you for reading! I was supposed to unload this on chu’s birthday! But I was a bit late, but that’s okay! Maybe some other time I’ll post it early
Also, sorry if it’s a bit boring but I couldn’t think of something at the moment at the end 😭
Anyways! Thank you for reading again; have a good day and night! — 👑🐝✌️1️⃣
#hispanic reader#latina reader#chuuya x reader#reader x chuuya#reader x bsd#bsd x reader#boyfriend scenarios series (c.h)
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Is anyone else pleasantly surprised at the sheer amount of black, latino and other poc!reader fics that have come out of the ATSV fandom? Like it’s normally so rare to find fanfics with a poc or a dark/brown skinned reader in mind but seeing so many different people integrate their culture and background into their work is genuinely heartwarming
#miguel x reader#miguel o’hara x reader#hobie brown x reader#gwen stacy x reader#miles morales x reader#pavitr x reader#pavitr prabhakar x reader#peter b parker x reader#atsv x reader#fanfiction#spider punk x reader#spidergwen x reader#reader insert#self insert#across the spiderverse#hobie x reader#gwen x reader#black reader#latina reader#native american reader#atsv#atsv fic#hispanic reader#spiderman 2099 x reader
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𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓, in which lando and his fiancée joke about having kids (cats), but they randomly just drop an actual pregnancy announcement! ౨ৎ lando x mexican!fiancée!reader
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user get this girl a kid for christmas!
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lilymhe 😍😍 become a runaway bride for me
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yourusername when he hangs out with the opposition… he’s cute though, I guess?
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landonorris we found a cat in our chair after we finished swimming, welcome to the family zanahoria 🥕 (this is her only Christmas present)
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user OMG 😊😊 THEY HAVE A KID!!
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lilymhe she looks absolutely beautiful! uhm- and you’re there..
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yourusername life update: back in my hometown, lando brought the helmet he quite literally dnfed in (🌝🌝), and my mom won’t stop showing him my baby pics. p.s. flo, can you please send me lando’s baby pics so he can stfu xx
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alex_albon u look disappointed in the first pic
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yourusername and it’s all just too much for little lando norris… surprise!! i am pregnant ❓(have been for like 3 months now)
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౨ৎ hi guyyysss 🤍🤍 sorry for not posting, i just didn’t have any motivation :,) but hopefully my motivation will come back though xx also i will prolly start writing part two of ‘say don’t go’ 🫶🏼
#𓇼 landitolover#꩜ my writings#lando norris#lando norris x reader#lando norris x you#lando norris x y/n#formula one#f1#f1 fanfic#female reader#smau#latina reader#mexican reader#f1 x female reader#f1 x reader#carlos sainz#oscar piastri
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soulmates - c. brock
colby x fem! latina! reader
warnings: cursing, ghost hunting, blood.
she/ her pronouns used, theres some spanish speaking in this.
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“WHATS UP GUYS ITS SAM AND COLBY!” colby exclaimed to the camera that sam was currently holding.
“today we will be exploring ‘the queen mary’ with a few special guests!” sam said as he turned the camera around to show four people standing in front of a car waving and smiling.
Amanda, Larray, Nick, and y/n were asked to be in this video since they had been planning on collaborating, what better way than taking all four of them to the queen mary in long beach
the group went inside to check in and get a tour of the ship and settle into their rooms.
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10:00pm
“are you guys ready?” sam asked to the group who were all sitting down talking about the ship and the history behind it
“yea i am” spoke y/n “yea, no imma log off because who do i look like nancy drew?” exclaimed larray as he was pretending to leave.
they joked a bit more and then walked out of the room making their way to the ships pool area y/n felt targeted, from feeling taps on her shoulder to hearing people calling her name.
“hijos de su puta madre” she mumbled under her breath as she felt a chill run down her spine “you good?” asked larray next to her with a concerned look.
“yea i just keep feeling taps, hearing whispers behind me and i just felt a chill run down my spine”
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“okay so we’re in front of the pool were apparently a little girl died, we will be parting ways here colby, nick, and I will stay here in the pool area while larray, amanda, and y/n go to room B340” explained sam into the camera the larray and y/n holding on to each other with shocked expressions on while amanda looked at sam in disbelief.
“we’re going there ALONE?!” asked larray “yes, we will stay here and do the estes method and you guys go to the room to do it, afterwards we’ll come together and say what we got from it” explained colby.
“okay.. that’s not bad we can do that..” said amanda.
the group separated to their designated areas and ready to do the dual estes method.
“okay while they go to the room and we stay here we will have nick do the estes method!” sam said holding the blindfolded and radio.
“wait why do i have to do it?” nick asked with a nervous laugh “because you’re new to the channel!” laughed colby putting the blindfold on nick.
helping nick sit down on the floor and putting on the headphones the boys decided to finally start their session.
“nick, can you hear us?” said sam looking at the camera and back to him, no response.
“okay, it appears he can’t hears so let’s get this started with” exhaled colby “who are we talking to?” he asked.
“girl” nick said “is this the girl that died in the pool behind us?” sam asked.
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with the other three
they walked into the room ready to start their session when the lights started to flicker.
“woah did you get that?” asked amanda facing y/n who was currently holding the camera, nodding her head hesitantly facing the camera towards the lights.
“okay since y/n has been ‘targeted’ throughout this whole thing i think it’s best if she does the estes method!” larray said reaching for the camera and facing it to said girl.
slowly nodding she’s put on the blindfold grabbing the headphones and going into the trance.
“y/n/n? can you hear us?” silence “okay since she can’t hear us we should start the questions” said larray. “who are we talking to?” asked amanda
“danger” y/n said in a scared voice ���is someone in danger?” both amanda and larray asked.
“y/n” said girl flinched at the sound of her name
“what about her?” asked amanda “i want her” mumbled y/n with fear in her voice. larray didn’t like the sound of that so he tapped her shoulder to get her out of the trance.
“what happened? is everything okay?” asked y/n “yea, you just said some things that terrified us so we decided to take you out of the trance i think we should go with the guys to tell them what happened” explained amanda.
as they were leaving y/n being the last one she heard a voice as she looked back the door in front of her shut locking her in the dark room.
larray and amanda turn around at the sound of a door slamming and screaming, they soon realized that y/n wasn’t behind them anymore.
tugging at the door to open y/n couldn’t help but feel a hefty amount of pressure on her chest and the whole room going blurry.
“y/n!” amanda exclaimed pushing at the door to get it open but couldn’t “larray go get the guys! the door won’t open!” she exclaimed panicking.
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larray was running to the guys with a panicked look on his face colby was the first to notice him and the fact that the girls were not behind him.
“larray, is everything okay? where are the girls?” colby asked while sam took nick out of the trance. “that’s what i came for we were leaving when suddenly the door closed trapping y/n inside the room we can’t get open” he was cut off by colby running off to the direction of the girls the rest following him.
as soon as colby got there he started to slam his body weight against the door to get it to budge but it wouldn’t open after a few slamming against it and punches the door open to a y/n on the floor with her head in her knees panicking.
once she heard the door open and colby walking up to her she ran to him almost tackling him into a hug.
“are you okay?” he whispered in the crook of her neck, not being able to speak she just nodded her head as a response pulling away from him a little to look at him before slamming her lips to his.
they parted from the kiss just looking at each other “sorry, i just thought i’d-” she was interrupted by his lips crashing into hers.
even though they both did not believe in soulmates one thing is for certain they were meant to be and nothing could ruin that for them.
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this a long one but that’s good hope yall enjoyed this 🤟 sorry nick didn’t have enough lines but i’ll make sure next time he has more lines next time i write a story with him! also i finished this during school so it’s not edited 💔
#colby brock#colby x reader#sam and colby#sam golbach#xplr#fanfic#x reader#colby brock smut#colby brock x reader#sam and colby fanfiction#nick sturniolo#larray#latina reader
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Hiii!! I saw that you wrote for Georgie Cooper from you Sheldon and I was wondering if you would write for him again 😊 Can I get Georgie with a latina gf that loves to cook, whenever she goes over to his house she's always bringing food from her culture (I'm Mexican so Mexican food ofc) .
Culture Cooking
I am not Latina so I hope I wrote this correctly 🤗 and a very short request in my opinion but I hope you still enjoy
Coming out of Missy’s room that used to be Georgie’s old bedroom, I had decided to get up early and make the family breakfast. I had stayed the night after my date with her older brother, and we didn’t get back till really late, so she said I could sleep over in her room. Walking down the small hallway and into the kitchen, I got lost in thought, thinking of the ingredients that I needed. I have been bringing over some spices and stuff when I would come over here. I loved cooking for Georgie, and he always seemed to enjoy my family's food. “Hey…uh what are you doing up this early?”
Whipping my head around away from the stove I saw Georgie stumbling his way into the kitchen. “Oh hey. I thought I’d make the family my kind of breakfast.”
“Sweet.” He smiled sitting down at the table watching me go back to cooking. My family had moved to Texas after my father got a new job here being the assistant principal.
One day after I was leaving from English class I had been walking down the hallway and accidentally bumped into Georgie. All of our notebooks went flying and that’s how we met basically. Turning the oven off I put the whole meal together on a plate and slid it across the table to him. “I present to you one of my families favorite things to eat for breakfast.”
“Woah this smells really good.” Georgie gave me praise picking up his fork and dove right in. He took a big bite making the same noise he does whenever his Meemaw makes brisket for dinner that he loves.
Georgie stared at me with a mouth full of food. “So what’s in this?”
“Let’s see it’s a fried tortilla topped with salsa. And there’s eggs, pulled chicken, cream cheese and bean included inside it too.” I chuckled sitting down and taking some bites out of the one I had made for myself with him.
Georgie took a few minutes to finish his food wiping some sauce that was left on his plate. I bite my lip trying not to laugh at seeing some cream in his hair where I moved one hand up wiping it away. “Awe dang it! I guess you are a really good cook if I get it in my hair.” He chuckled back at me.
“Yeah suppose so.” I responded moving our plates off the table hearing someone else entering the kitchen seeing it was Missy.
She squealed hugging me by the waist. “Hi Y/n. What did you make for breakfast?”
“She made a fried tortilla.” Her older brother said forking some more from the pan onto his plate.
Missy gave me a confused look. “A fried tortilla?”
“Yes but it’s actually called Chilaquiles.” I told her before she sat down and I made her a plate of her own.
Georgie finished his second plate putting his plate up in the sink then came over to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist bringing me closer to his chest with that same cheeky grin. “Even if I can’t pronounce your food half the time. You’re still a really good cook. Everybody in the family enjoys it. So thank you for this and all the other meals.”
“You’re welcome, Georgie. I always love cooking for y’all.” Draping my arms over his shoulders I grinned up at him kissing him slowly where he tightened his hands around me deepening the kiss.
He moved one hand into my hair and the other on my waist. We we’re getting caught up in the kiss that we almost wound have gone further if it wasn’t for his sister being in the kitchen with us. “Eww. If I knew you two were going to kiss after you ate I would have eaten my breakfast in front of the tv.” Missy made a look of discomfort.
“Awe I’m sorry Missy. I can’t help if he’s a good kisser and likes my food at the same time.” I shrugged my shoulders with him draping an arm over my shoulder so I laid my head on his shoulder since he was slightly taller than I was.
Georgie looped our hands together sending me a smirk. “Best of both words, my darling. You’re pretty awesome Y/n.”
“Stop being cute or I’m gonna barf my food.” She whined at us with her tounge sticking out.
I gasped remembering that their parents were already at work for the day so that left Sheldon in our care. Snapping my fingers at Missy I questioned his twin sister worried he needed to eat. “Missy, go tell your brother that I made breakfast.”
“Sheldon, Y/n made breakfast!” She spun around in her seat hollering towards their bedroom causing me and her older brother to start cracking up in laughter. Squeezing Georgie’s hand in mine I always enjoyed anytime I got to cook for this family.
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❝EUROPEAN NONSENSE — SPIDERVERSE HCS
summary ; hobie with a hispanic girlfriend who loves to cook and makes her food spicy or very seasoned when he doesn’t use seasoning as much.
pairing ; hobie brown x hispanic fem!reader (no specific race stated)
note ; i sometimes forget hobie is british but writing this concept was so much fun to do lmao 😭 thank you anon for this request <3 i just hope our boy really doesn’t just season his stuff with salt only because of that.
• — hobie brown !
had a cough attack. this was deadass him the first time he tried your cooking.
now, the only reason you made food for him was because you caught what he was eating the day before. it was the most driest, whitest, piece of chicken you’d ever seen. it was so bad, you could hear pavitr crying his heart out all the way from a different dimension about “european nonsense”.
you remember just staring at the chicken on the plate. no seasoning, only salt. the worst part is, he had just drained it from the pot and you could see the steam coming off it. sits down with his knife and fork. you were just staring in disbelief and you asked him while pointing at his so called dinner, “hobie what is this?”
he looks at you and said, “what? have you never seen chicken before?” you don’t know what that thing was but it definitely was not chicken.
tells you that it’s good and you should try it. GOOD? you nearly lost your mind right then and there when he stabbed it with his fork and just bit into it. you’re convinced he’s a psychopath because even you wouldn’t stoop this low.
no way we’re you gonna have your boyfriend eat this for breakfast, lunch, and dinner 🙅🏻♂️ not when you know you can cook up the best meal he’d ever have in his entire life. you let him eat that dry chicken though because he needed to suffer for saying it was good.
you had told him to come over for dinner and he’s like “finally i’m gonna get to try your cooking” since you always told him how much you love cooking. actually, hobie starts coughing the minute you open the door for him to come in. hobie had taken a deep breath and was gonna say how nice it smelled before el chile hit him unexpectedly.
never smelled this amount of spice before. you had to open the windows to air the apartment out. you’re use to the smell so it’s not like it bothers you. he’s waiting out in the living room, still coughing and now you know he’s probably doing it on purpose.
you wait until the smell has calm down before you tell him the food is ready. pretends he died from hunger because you took too long. you’re surprised he didn’t choke on the dry chicken.
you decided to make him some empanadas de carne molida y de pollo which, unknown to him, was drenched in salsa roja and seasoned to your liking. you’d had the toppings prepared too. red onions, cilantro, lime, tomatoes, and several other things so he could taste it.
“by the way, i made sure not to make it spicy.” you told him that as you both sat down and he trusted you. which he wished he didn’t. you had two empanadas on his plate, one of each and pointed out which one was which and he went to try the chicken one.
first bite he was fine until the spice kicked in and he just looked at you and started having another cough attack like, “🤨 you’re sure this isn’t spicy?” you had to get him some water and he had to wait a little bit before eating again.
you told him to try it with the salsa you’d made. you did a red one and a green one. and according to you, the green one was the one that wasn’t spicy. naturally, he went for la salsa verde only to be met with a burning sensation far worse from the empanadas.
you had to apologize so many times to him but he told you that it was fine especially since you’re just used to the taste and smell. and it’s not like you did it on purpose. “🤨 or did you?”
after his experience, he doesn’t trust you when you say it’s “not even that spicy”.
but trust me, once he’s hooked, he’s hooked. never sees any kind of food the same. and it’s so hard to make him stop coming over whenever it’s dinnertime.
hobie just knows and he’s crawling through your window in his spider suit asking what you made for the two of you to eat. even has tomatillos and chiles verdes in a small plastic bag so you can make a salsa. meanwhile you’re just standing in the kitchen, knowing you only made enough for yourself.
you ended up having to teach him how to season his food. he prefers yours ten times more though so yes, he still shows up for dinner.
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Solo Trip (A Jude Bellingham Imagine)
Jude Bellingham x Mexican!femreader
It's specifically a Mexican reader but there's cute Jude moments on here I think everyone should have a read at :)
Part 2
contains: social media au & text messages!
wc: 6,571 (in total of pt. 1 & 2)
summary: Y/N goes away on a trip to Mexico much to Jude's dismay!
includes: suggestive content and sexting!
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I don't see much love for us Mexican and Brown girlies on here so I must deliver 🫡 I honestly had SO much fun writing and creating this, I hope you all enjoy it! I really connected to this post and poured out all my love and devotion to it!
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“Babe, I think I want to go on a trip,” I blurted out, as Jude and I both chilled on the living room couch.
Jude was laying down beside me, as I sat comfortably. He looked up from his phone, locking his eyes with mine. His feet softly grazing my thigh.
“Yeah? Where should we go?” He asked sweetly, curious as to our next trip.
“Well, I meant me.” I clarified.
“What?” He baffled, his eyebrows scrunching together, now sitting up.
I turned over, holding in my laughter at his reaction.
“What do you mean?” He questioned, closing the gap between us on the coach.
“You’re so cute when you’re confused,” I smiled, letting out a giggle, as I traced his cheek with my hand.
His big brown eyes bore into mine as they waited for an answer.
“There’s going to be a festival in Mexico to start off the spring season. It’s a pretty big deal and my cousins from over there were inviting me to go,” I explained, in hopes that he’d be on board with the idea.
“Oh.” He replies, scooting back leaving some space between us.
I frown at the lost touch of his presence and his dull bland response.
He clears his throat and contemplates whether or not he should go back on his phone as he processes his girlfriend’s words.
“Jude?” I say, moving closer to him, placing my hand under his knee. Softly roaming around his skin.
His eyes flicker back over to me.
He lets out a sigh and his head falls back.
I stopped my roaming hand that was now on his broad thigh.
“What’s wrong, baby?” I ask softly, looking at his head that was laying on the far end of the couch.
I grab ahold of his soft hand with mine and place them against my lips. Peppering small kisses on them.
Butterflies erupted in Jude’s stomach from the continuous touch of his girlfriend and her loving low voice.
“No, nothing’s wrong baby,” He finally voices, restablishing our eye contact.
“Then what is it?” I caringly ask.
Jude melts at Y/N’s puppy dog eyes which she probably doesn’t even know she has.
“It’s nothing.” He reiterates.
“Jude! Come on,” I give him a knowing look.
Jude grumbles and lets out an annoyed laugh knowing he can’t fool his girl.
I raised a brow at him, ready for him to fess up.
Jude wasn’t the type to say “no” to his girlfriend. He wasn’t controlling in a toxic way nor did he ever stop her from doing something she wanted to.
Y/N wasn’t asking for Jude’s permission, she never felt that way so she knew that wasn’t it.
“I don’t know. I just feel weird because that’s a whole different part of your life that I don’t know about. You’ve mentioned your trips to Mexico before but you’ve never been since we’ve started dating,” He slowly confessed.
I nodded understandingly.
“Yeah babe, I know.”
Jude was glad Y/N understood.
“That’s exactly why my cousins are begging me to go. It’s always so fun when we all get together and it’s been forever since we’ve last seen each other,” I explain.
Of course Jude has met Y/N’s family like her uncles, aunts, cousins, grand-parents all family members that lived in the same country as them. But never her extended family that far out, so he was apprehensive about it.
Of course it was her family, but it had him on edge.
“Well are your parents going or y/b/n & y/s/n?” He asked.
I shook my head. “Nope, just me. But it’s okay Jude. I’ve been there before, trust me, it’s like my second home. You don’t have to worry.” I tried to console, but really it just irked him.
“I don’t really know. I’d just feel more comfortable if your parents or siblings were there,” He shrugged.
I sighed.
“Well, what is it about me going that’s got you all worked up?” I inquired.
“Well for starters what are you going to be doing there? Are you just going to be there with cousins or with other people? Also, where are you going to be staying?” He eagerly revealed.
“Well it’s a small rancho and the festival is going to be in the pueblo. So-” I was saying, trying to respond to his questions before he cut me off.
“I don’t know those terms,” He brattily exclaims. He’s sitting with his legs sprawled out on the coach as his upper body laid back on the arm rest.
His tone hit a nerve. I breathed in, trying to be as patient as I could.
“Well you could ask nicely about it instead of interrupting me,” I scolded.
He stayed silent, knowing he could’ve been better, but kept his poker face on.
I very visibly rolled my eyes at him before continuing.
“Pueblo is the main town, but it’s small so everyone knows each other. Rancho is where most of the people reside and have their homes. There are many different ranchos all around. Some of them are bigger than others,” I try to explain.
I look straight at him and he barely gives a nod.
“Can I continue what I was saying now?” I pettily asked him, now that I was done explaining terms to him.
“Please, go on,” He insists, almost too nicely.
I let out an annoyed hum before continuing.
“The festival is going to be in the Pueblo on the weekend. There’s going to be bailes, which means dances before you interrupt again, leading up to the weekend and the day of. There’s going to be live bands everywhere and cabalgatas, which are trails of people on horses.” I describe.
“So you’re going to be there for the weekend?” Jude asks, thinking to himself: not too bad.
“No, for a week,” I responded.
“A week?!” He yells, his thick accent coming through, straightening himself in his seat again.
“Yes, a week, Jude!” I sternly repeat, sitting across from him.
He crosses his arms like a baby. I almost wanted to let out a cackle.
“For what? Your festival is going to be on the weekend. Why would you possibly need to be there for so long?” He beckons sassily.
“Hmm, I don’t know Jude.” I question aloud to myself. “Maybe to visit my grandparents and spend some quality time with them. Or also hmm, let me think. The cousins I’m going to be spending my time with, let me just party with them and dip the next day. No! I’m going to spend time with the family that I don’t get to see often,” I exclaim, getting frustrated with the way he’s acting.
“So you’re going to be partying in Mexico?” He asks in a serious tone.
“Are you being serious? Is that all you got from what I just said?” I huffed, spreading my legs, not daring to touch his that were mere centimeters away from mine.
Jude lifts his brow, waiting for my response.
“Of course I’m going to be partying Jude! That’s the point of the festival, it’s in celebration of spring,” I exasperated.
“That’s a load of crap. What do you mean in celebration of spring?” He scoffs.
“It’s tradition. It’s on the weekend of Easter so it’s an important weekend,” I flatly say.
Jude could tell that Y/N was getting angry. He doesn’t blame her though, he was acting like a big baby. She never acted the way he was acting right now when he had to travel all the time or with his busy schedule.
“You never answered my other questions,” Jude lets out, in a genuine tone this time.
“Well I could’ve since the beginning if you would’ve just let me,” I state, slightly looking away from him.
He wanted to blurt out an apology but didn’t.
I started, “I’m staying at my grandparents' home, where my (choose parent) grew up. My aunts and uncles live nearby too, as well as my cousins. At the festival I’m going to be with my cousins and their friends. Which I’ve befriended in the past. Like I said, it's a small town so everyone knows each other.”
“Guy friends?” Jude inquires, with a look.
“Jude, is this what this is about?” I rolled my eyes.
“Partly yes. I just don’t know your history over there. Is there something I should know about or be worried about?” He remarks.
“Jude are you being serious?” I hissed.
“Very!” He exclaims loudly, swinging his arms in motion.
“I should’ve known,” I grunt, rolling my eyes.
I get off of the couch, ready to walk away. Steam blows out of my ears as I storm past him.
Jude sits up and pulls me back before I was out of his reach, landing me on his lap.
“I just don’t want a Mexican guy trying to win over your heart,” He whispers into my neck. My back pressed against his chest.
“You’re annoying,” I murmur, facing away from him.
Jude only tightens his grip around my waist, pulling me closer to him. Nuzzling himself into my shoulder.
I try to pull away from him but he just elongates his hold.
I roll my eyes at him, sitting still in his embrace, knowing he can feel my stiffness against his touch.
“Just because of this I’m going to play along with all the guys trying to get my attention.” I proclaim.
Jude unknowingly loosens his grip at the words.
“And trust me when I say there’s a whole lot of them.” I taunt, getting up from his now ungripped hold.
I walk away from him and go into our room.
I grab my laptop and start looking for upcoming flights.
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Jude was giving Y/N her space knowing that’s what she needed right now.
He was mindlessly scrolling on twitter, trying to get his mind off things when something caught his eye.
Immediately eyeing the room Y/N was in.
He quickly went on Y/N’s instagram account not believing his eyes.
He could give less fucks about her using his card. He didn’t actually believe that she bought a ticket.
Sure he knew she was going regardless, but they just had an argument about it.
Jude barged into their room, Y/N was on her phone, laying in bed, acting as if Jude didn’t just abruptly enter their bedroom.
“Did you just buy a ticket?” Jude presses in shock.
I hum in response.
See I had it planned all along once I had entered the room.
I posted the laptop, which showed me browsing through flights and Jude’s credit card. That clearly revealed his name, blocking out his numbers.
Once I snapped a photo with Jude’s card, I bought the plane ticket with my own banking account. Just using Jude’s card for the photo. But he doesn’t know that.
I knew the story was going to gain a lot of traction and would somehow land on Jude’s socials.
Which it quickly did because he’s in the room now, a couple minutes after my post.
“Did you actually Y/N?” He asked, and I could tell he was asking seriously.
I looked up at him.
“Yes. I did.” I reply nonchalantly.
“Are you being serious right now?” He asks, still in question.
“Yes Jude, how many times do I have to repeat myself?!” I huff.
“Oh okay, now” He nods . “I see how we’re doing this.” He says angrily. Inching closer to the bed where I laid.
“Yeah, that’s how we’re doing it because when I tried talking to you about it you just couldn’t hear me out!” I say, finally yelling out. After trying to stay calm.
“You’re right and I’m sorry,” He apologies, standing right by me. “I should’ve been more open. I just got jealous knowing that there’s going to be guys there that are going to want you. I mean come on, you know that. Look at you!” He exclaims. “Plus they’ve known you way before I did. It just makes me feel some type of way.” He frowns.
I blush at his remark.
“I’m sure there’s guys who are waiting for your arrival and it boils my blood because you’re mine, Y/N!” Jude blurts out.
I sit up and reach up to his tall figure, placing my arm around Jude’s shoulder. He leans down at my touch as his eyes melt into mine.
I pull his face down upon mine and lean into him. Fluttering my eyes closed and pressing my lips against his. He softly let his lips flow with mine.
He let himself fall onto the bed, on top of me.
“You could’ve led with that,” I say, pulling apart from his lips as I wrap my arms around his upper back.
“I know. I’m such an idiot!” Jude proclaims as he falls deeper into my arms.
His lips pressed against my cheek.
“You own my heart Jude. There’s no one I would rather be with!” I whisper, placing my hands on his cheeks and pressing his lips on mine.
He let himself fall into our kiss.
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him in closer, passionately deepening our kiss.
Jude’s hand roams through my hair that’s sprawled out on the sheets. The other is placed on my face, caressing my cheeks with his soft fingers.
“I love you Jude!” I murmured in between our kisses. “And just because there’s guys who want me, they don’t matter because I want you!” I emphasize, pressing my nose on his.
“Okay, thank you.” Jude nods, knowing he has nothing to worry about, pecking my lips.
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@y/n reposted a tiktok
(translation: you don’t need therapy, you need to go to jerez, zacatecas for Saturday of Glory {name of festival} )
Comments under tiktok:
@.judes.lover is this where y/n was referring to on her insta story?
@.soccerwag not y/n reposting this tiktok!!!
@.bellingol I’d actually love to see y/n in this environment we all know she’s got it in her
@.vini&judenum1fan I knew she was mexican but not this mexican (in a good way) love her even more now!
@.madridster I just need to know what jude thinks bc we all know jude has no clue what’s going on (coming from a mexican girly)
@.mrs.bellingham Love that jude is with a cultured girl
@.y/nsupporter I didn’t know I needed jude to be with a Mexican until now!!!
@.maridfanatic Not all the comments being about jude and y/n
@.guy-attending-the-event It’s going to be my mission finding y/n and asking her to dance. I know for a fact she hasn’t danced to banda since dating Jude
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A couple of days have gone by since Y/N bought her ticket to Mexico and her trip was coming up soon.
Jude was scrolling through tiktok when he came across a video of someone speaking of Y/N’s upcoming trip.
Jude and Y/N were used to people making posts about them so it didn’t come as a surprise to Jude. Especially since it was made known that Y/N was going on a trip, due to the story post and tiktok repost.
The video played out of a girl speaking, “Guys, look at what I just found! So we all know Y/N reposted this video on tiktok where you can clearly see crowds of people in Mexico.” The tiktok started and began playing the video Y/N reposted. “You can see the people in the video wearing typical Mexican apparel such as the tejanas (cowboy hats) which most of them are wearing.” The girl who posted the video said.
“So, I got curious as to what all these people were doing just standing there and what the big deal is because that video got 30,000 likes. I searched up the place and the festival and if Y/N really is going there. Look at what she’s going to be doing.” The girl closed off the statement before playing a video she found.
Jude watched the video that was played.
Video:
Jude was pretty surprised at how everyone partied at this festival based on the video. He didn’t know it was that intense and hard. But he trusted Y/N to take care of herself, he knew she was responsible and wouldn’t put herself in a situation he needed to worry about. But of course he still would.
Jude opened up the comments of the tiktok.
Comments:
@.user.name Dude I swear jude better be careful y/n’s going to have the time of her life!!
@.judextrent Is jude going too or just y/n cause i can’t picture jude there
@.amexicangirl’saccount y/n is better than me cause i would fall to my knees at the sight of a tall handsome charro
The last comment caught Jude’s attention and saw that that comment had a lot of likes and replies.
He pressed view replies under that comment.
@.amexicangirlsaccount y/n is better than me cause i would fall to my knees at the sight of a tall handsome charro
@.user<3 Same!! It has to be their attire because girllll
@.user1My man is a charro and whenever he puts on his fits i remember why i fell for him all over again and whenever we dance and he has charro outfit it’s EVERYTHING
@.girlsname You’re lucky that’s my dream!
Jude didn’t even realize Y/N was out of the shower and in the room, he was so invested in these last comments.
Y/N’s POV:
I had just walked into the room after my shower, to find Jude deep in his phone.
The device being too close to his face, brows interlinked, and his skin perplexed.
“Are you okay?” I asked concerned.
He looked up from his phone, looking at me petrified.
“How’d you get in here?” He asked, puzzled. I guess he realized how his question sounded as I furrowed my brows.
“I mean, sorry, I just didn’t see you enter,” He fumbled his words.
“Ok?” I say, confused.
I sat on my vanity, my back facing Jude.
I applied moisturizer on my face. Through the mirror I saw Jude turning off his phone and placing it on the bed beside him.
He seemed like he was pondering.
As I was grabbing my hair brush, I heard Jude ask, “Baby, what is a charro?” from behind me.
I turned around in my seat, baffled by his random question, gaping at him.
I didn’t even know how to approach his question. Do I ask where he heard the word from or just answer his thought?
“I just watched this video of a girl speaking about your trip and where you’d be going. I was reading the comments and they mentioned it. I was just curious as to what that meant,” He tried playing it off smoothly.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the calmness of his voice, knowing he was eager to know the answer.
I grabbed the brush and went to sit next to him in bed.
He looked at me ready for my response.
I couldn’t help but smile.
“You’re so funny Jude, I swear.” I say as my smile got bigger.
“Look here’s the video,” He said, handing me his phone.
I watched as the girl depicted the video I reposted and went onto show the video she found of the festival.
“Not them doing research on where I’m going,” I smiled, interested in the video.
“Literally, I didn’t even think of doing that.” He spoke, raising his brow.
I chuckled.
“You know how passionate they are,” I smile.
“You don’t gotta tell me twice!” He mumbled, making me giggle. “I’m just glad they love you because I wouldn’t be able to stand it if they didn’t.” He says turning over to press his lips on mine. Melting at his soft peck.
“So, what about charros?” I ask, going back to the original question.
“Yeah, what are they?” He asked inquisitively.
“They’re guys who are dressed in a certain attire, who practice a certain horseback lifestyle. It’s more of like a hobby but some take it more seriously than others. They do tricks on horses, It’s pretty cool!” I explained.
Jude intakes the information and nods.
“Why?” I ask, noticing his serious intake to it. “What were the comments?” Bringing up the comments he mentioned earlier.
Jude pulled up the comments and showed them to me.
“Are you serious, Jude?” I laugh looking at the comments, not taking him seriously.
“What?” He asked with a shrug. “I was just curious!”
“Okay, buddy,” I hum, knowing his slight jealous and possessive tendencies.
“Yeah, yeah.” He says, looking away.
I smile at him, leaning closer to him kissing his jaw.
“I have Jude Bellingham, I don’t need a charro,” I whisper seductively, pressing a kiss underneath his ear.
My hand was placed on the other side of his face, lightly scratching his sideburns.
Jude relaxed against my touch but I couldn’t let him down that easily.
“Plus I already had a charro,” I hum with a smirk.
He immediately tenses under my touch and turns around to face me, pushing me away from him.
I start dying of laughter falling back onto the bed.
“I’m kidding!” I say as the tears start brimming in my eyes, from my constant laughter.
“I hate you, you know that?” He says annoyed, getting off the bed.
I sit up and he starts walking away.
I get up on the bed and jump on his back, wrapping my legs around his waist.
I put my arms around his neck but he doesn’t hold me up, ignoring my touch.
“You don’t hate me, you love me!” I laugh as I place my head on his shoulder.
“No.” He murmurs as he walks out the room as if I wasn’t on him.
I started messing around with him, my hand grabbing onto his chin and squishing it as I moved his face around.
We got to the living room and he threw me on the couch.
I laugh my butt off as he just stands over my body tally.
“You’re just so fun to rattle up baby and it doesn’t help that you make it so easy!” I laugh.
“Whatever!” He mutters, turning around and walking away.
I slap his ass that’s in perfect view from my position on the couch, knowing it’ll get him more mad..
“I love you Judey!” I loudly exclaim as he ignores me, continuing to walk away.
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The next weekend came around and I was packing my luggage.
Jude was watching me from the bed.
“I’m going to miss you while you’re gone baby!” Jude frowned from the bed.
I turned away from my clothes to his whining, smiling.
“Maybe I should go away more often so you can pay me with all this love!” I teased.
I continued folding my clothes and packing it all away.
“I can’t wait to get all these guy’s attention too!” I say getting up from where the luggage was placed.
I could feel Jude’s glare on me.
I tried holding in my smile as I looked over at him.
He was death glaring me.
“You know you think you’d be used to it by now,” I smile at him.
“No, Y/N. Why would I get used to you saying you’re waiting for other guys' attention?” He grimaced.
“Because you know it’s a joke!” I laugh.
“Still don’t see me laughing,” He says with the most serious tone ever.
I chuckled at him. “Ok babe,” I say dismissing him.
He stays silent.
“It’s okay babe. Don’t worry I’ll spray our pillows with my perfume, so you can sniff it when you miss me,” I continue my teasing .
“I’m keeping my favorite panties of yours!” He proclaims.
“For what?” I say taken aback.
“Don’t worry about it,” He smirks.
“You’re gross!” I shudder in thought.
Once I finished packing we both got ready for our dinner.
“Just know I’m fucking you good before you leave. Reminding you of what’s waiting for you when you come back!” Jude exclaims from behind me, pressing his dick against my ass before walking out the door.
“Have you bent over in this little dress after our reservation,” Jude says, bending me over from behind.
“Jude!” I yell out, smacking his chest.
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It was now the next day and after a long wonderful night (thanks to Jude 😉) it was time to head to the airport.
Jude grumbled in bed as I opened my eyes. I removed the bed covers off me ready to get out of bed until Jude pulled me into a little spoon.
“Do you have to leave?” He mutters in his morning voice from behind.
I frown at his request.
“I promise the days will pass by in an instant,” I try to console. I intertwine my hand with his and press kisses on his soft skinned hand.
He sighs from behind me before placing my hair aside so that he could lay in between my neck.
I squirm at his touch causing him to giggle, which has me erupting in butterflies because of his beautiful laugh.
I’m going to miss him more than anything while I’m gone.
We both lay comfortably in silence and he tightens his grip around my figure. I don’t want him to let go, ever.
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com1 viva mexico!!
com 2 ahhh she looks like a natural with the horse! that smile ☺️
jobebellingham have fun sissy!! ❤️
yourusername thanks jobey! 😘
judebellingham not too much fun….. kidding 👀
denisebellingham don’t listen to him darling! have an amazing time (away from him) 😉
judebellingham what mum?
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judebellingham I hope you’re having a great first day love 🤍
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com1 not trent in y/ns likes 😭
com2 girl what? I’m sure theyre friends
com1acc yeah but notice how trent didn’t like her day one dump, considering the first pic of this one
judebellingham woah 🤩 (speaking of the first photo) you’re so hot! Are you single?
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judebellingham damn what a bummer :( hope he’s a good husband
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yourcousin bailes no son los mismos sin ti ✨ feliz que estés devuelta (dances aren’t the same without you ✨ glad you’re back)
yourusername encantada de estar de vuelta 🤪 (glad to be back 🤪)
you2ndcousin y puro polvadero 😁 (translation: and pure dust) (meaning: that they were dancing so much that their boots caused dust to arise around them from the ground)
yourusername claro 😌 (of course 😌)
com1 i saw her at the baile and lemme tell you girl can dance
judebellingham your outfit is so cute, so are you 😉
yourusername you’re cuter though 🥰
judebelligham IMPOSSIBLE
judebellingham have fun! cause when you’re home you’re not leaving my arms
yourusername sounds like a plan ☺️
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com1 ariana what are you doing here?
com2 oof jude come get yo girl before she gets rizzed up by peso
com3 not him trying to hit on y/n after nikki
com4 i mean i don’t blame him but our girl y/n cuffed up for life
com5 dude for real bc jude and her are EVERYTHING if they ever break up love isn’t real i swear
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yourusername we’re halfway there baby! Four more days and i’ll be back in your sweet arms that i desperately miss
judebellingham i’m counting the days 🤞🏽
com6 her outfits are always so cute
com7 i love her riding to el oxxo
jobebellingham those tacos look delicious! sneak me some back to england! 🙏🏽
y/nusername come next time and i’ll show you all the great spots ☺️
jobebellingham deal!!
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yourbff que hermosidad!! 😍 (what a beauty)
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yourbff both but def meant you hehe
judebellingham you know you really surprise me more and more everyday and i’m in love 🤩
yourusername i’m glad to hear 🥰
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yourusername lol no if jude ever decides to want to ride a horse i’ll make sure he can ride on his own or be well experienced to have me ride with him
com3 i love y/n standing up to these comments
com4 i just don’t think y/n wants her man to be a meme
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Birthday
Summary: The reader wakes Elijah up with a great surprise.
(The reader is AFAB, but gender-neutral and uses they/them pronouns. The ethnicity/race is any.)
(Content Warning: Blowjob, handjob, facefucking, dirty talk, slight degradation, cum swallowing)
It was quite rare for Elijah to get a full night's rest. The constant threats to his family's well-being and the constant eye on Klaus' whereabouts and the things he was doing tended to prevent Elijah from getting his proper rest and relaxation, but today and tonight was different. All day long, his siblings weren't as chaotic as usual, even Klaus didn't bother him much. He found it strange at the time, but decided to enjoy it while it last. And now, he laid in his bed, enjoying a dreamless sleep that was rare for him to come by.
My god, he thought, his eyes still closed. Suddenly during his dreamless sleep, a strange, but amazing sensation was beginning in his stomach and was slowly moving downward. It felt like light kisses was being laid upon his stomach. He wanted to open his eyes to see what it was, but found that he was too tired to even attempt.
"Mmm," he whimpered, furrowing his brows. When the kisses started going near his waist, the sensation slightly changed from light kisses to something wet running across his skin. "Fuck," he moaned, thrusting his crotch up tiredly at whoever was doing this.
He felt a hand gently press his hips down, before feeling another begin working his sleeping pants down off his hips. He could feel the chill of the air hit his semi-hard member, and the chill made it twitch.
"So big," he heard a voice whisper.
"Oh," he moaned lowly, feeling a soft hand take hold of him. Before he could try to figure out who the voice belonged to, he felt a sudden warm wetness run across the underside of himself, making him harder.
"Oh shit," he cursed.
"You like that, Elijah," the voice asked. "You like me tasting your dick?"
"Y-Yes," he moaned, struggling to think clearly.
"Good," the voice replied.
The wetness continued to run along his length, all the way to the tip, and when he thought it couldn't get better, he felt a another hand softly grasp one of his balls and gently rolled it in their palm.
The sensation was too great and finally with a loud moan, he forced his eyes open. He looked down his body and saw that his shirt was pushed up to his chest and like he thought, his sleeping pants was low on his hips, almost to his knees.
"Oh dear," he exhaled as he laid his eyes upon you, his precious love, licking the tip of his member and rubbing his balls in your hand. "(Y/N), what-?"
Before he could continue his question, you slipped more of his member into your mouth, the taste of him on your tongue made you moan around him.
"Oh, please," Elijah whimpered, thrusting himself more into your mouth and sliding into your throat.
"Mmm," you moaned around him again, making him throw his head back against his pillow.
"(Y/N)," he repeated your name, his voice weak and broken.
"What you want, baby," you asked, slowly sliding your mouth off of him and wrapping your other hand around the lower part of his member, your grip firm, but not too firm, just how he liked it. "Tell me what you want."
You put your mouth back on him and began to slowly slid him back into your mouth, his tip going down your throat. When you couldn't fit anymore of him in your mouth, you began stroking the rest of him, and continued to fondle his balls.
"Oh, please," He whimpered again, lifting his head and looking back down to you, his eyes half open and half closed and his handsome face scrunched up in pleasure. "(Y/N), my love-" he cut himself as he let out another moan.
"Mmm," you moaned around him again before slowly pulling off of him, your mouth now wet with your saliva. "What you want, baby? I wanna know." You let go of his balls and used that hand to stroke the upper half of him, while the other one continued to stroke the lower half, your left over saliva helping you stroke him better. "You want me to keep jerking you off like this?"
"Uuh," He groaned.
His eyes began to droop more and more closed out of pleasure, but he tried to fight off the urge and keep his gaze on you. The sight of the noble, always put-together Mikaelson falling apart like this because of you made you wetter than you ever felt and you knew nothing could compare to this feeling.
As you continued to stroke him, you noticed his hips beginning to lift up every time your hands stroked up to his tip. The sight of his muscular hips thrusting up like that brought an idea to your mind and you decided to slow down your strokes, making sure he could be coherent enough to hear you.
"Elijah, honey," you said.
He opened his mouth to speak, but found that he couldn't. The pleasure was too much for him. Instead he nodded his head at you to let you know he was listening.
"Tell me,...you wanna fuck my mouth?"
Just the question alone made the original let another moan and he quickly nodded his head at you.
He raised his hands and gently unwrapped yours from around him, and you placed them next to his thighs. Taking his member in his hand, he gave his self a few strokes, keeping his gaze on you and you could tell by the renewed look in his eyes that he would not be gentle with you.
"Come here," he said, holding his self out to you, his tip pointing straight at your mouth. Instantly you leaned forward and took him in your mouth.
"More," you heard him say, before you felt his other hand at the back of your head, pushing your mouth further down on him, his tip already hitting your throat.
"Oh yes," he exhaled, lifting his hips and thrusting more of himself into your mouth, making you gag. "Take it all," he said, pulling out for a second then thrusting back in deeply, the action making you gag again and your eyes began to slightly water.
"You're such a slut," he told you, pulling back out. "Waking me up to fuck your mouth. How pathetic." He thrusted back in roughly, making you gag a little harder than before.
"Oh was that too much, dear," he asked, chuckling, tiredly. "Too bad."
He moved his hand from the back of your head to your cheek and moved his other hand to the other one, holding both sides of your face, while he was still deep down your throat.
"You ready, love," he asked you.
"Mm-hmm," you hummed around him, making him moan.
"Good," he said, then pulled halfway out. You took a deep breath, already knowing what he was about to do and getting wetter at the thought of it.
He thrusted back into your mouth, going into your throat, then pulled back out and repeated.
He began to roughly fuck your mouth, each thrust making you gag and moan around his member, making him let out moans and whimpers.
"Fuck, yes," he grunted, his grip on you getting tighter with each thrust. "You fucking whore. Just take it!" The speed of his thrusts suddenly increased and you could feel your saliva dripping from around the corners of your mouth and onto the bedsheets beneath you two.
"Is this what you wanted? For me to fuck your face like this?" You could see his legs beginning to tense and the rhythm of his thrusts were becoming out of control.
"You want me to come in your mouth, slut," he asked, his voice becoming more desperate and broken with each thrust.
"Mm-hmm," you hummed around him again, your mouth vibrating around him.
"Yes, yes, yes," he repeated as his hips suddenly had a mind of their own and began thrusting more wildly, his hands falling from your face and landing on the bed, as the pleasure overwhelmed him.
"Shit," he grunted, he finally stopped thrusting. His head fell back on his pillow as his cum began shooting down your throat.
Even though his hands were no longer on your face, holding you, you still held him in your mouth and tried to swallow as cum as you could.
"Oh," he moaned loudly, his body now melting into the mattress as his orgasm ran through him.
Slowly sliding your mouth off of him, you couldn't help but smile at the sight of your boyfriend being completely relaxed, his body no longer showing any stress or frustration like usual.
"What-" he paused, trying to speak through his post-orgasm hazed mind. "What was that?"
He lifted his head and looked at you with such love and adoration that you couldn't help the fire that began to spread in your core. Ignore it, you urged yourself. Not yet.
"What did I do," he stopped again, out of breath then continued, "to deserve such a wake up call like this?"
"What did you do," you crawled up his body, laying soft kisses on his stomach on the way up and grinned as his body twitched with each kiss. "You were born."
"What," he asked, confused.
Giggling, you kissed him on the mouth, then kissed his cheek. "Happy Birthday, Elijah."
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what do you think chris would be like with a latina gf?
⟡ let's be so fr, that man downloads duolingo as SOON as he meets you because he wants to try and impress you
⟡ making fun of his pronunciation and he just blushes and hides his face in his hoodie
⟡ gets showered with affection from ALL of your tías (aunts) and threatened by your tíos (uncles) if he were to ever not treat you right
⟡ "ay mijo (my son), you're so skinny!" is your mother's favorite line right before she loads his plate up with some of everything
⟡ chris LOVES the parties. the food, the music, and the chaotic atmosphere are right up his alley. he especially loves to dance bachata with you, even if he does have two left feet (dominican girlies ftw<3)
⟡ "like this, ma?"
"chris, guapo (handsome), what are you doing?"
⟡ he will be your plus one to all the reggaeton concerts. bad bunny, yandel, anuel aa, you name it
⟡ chris hates seeing people do you wrong, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't think your latina attitude was a little hot
⟡ speaking of which, he loves when you talk dirty to him in spanish and would beg you for literal months to call him papi chulo (pimp daddy/handosme daddy/etc)
⟡ "pleaseeeeee, ma?"
"pendejo (dumbass)"
⟡ LOVES when you make coquitos (holiday drink kinda like eggnog but made from coconuts) on christmas
⟡ he knows you're high maintenance and he's accepted that. lashes, brows, hair, and nails are paid for <3
⟡ overall, chris gets so excited to share your culture with you and experience all your favorite things 💗
#chris sturniolo#chris sturniolo x you#chris sturniolo x reader#chris sturniolo imagines#chris sturniolo smut#christopher sturniolo fulff#christopher sturniolo#christopher owen sturniolo#christopher sturniolo fluff#latina#latina reader#the sturniolo triplets#blurbs#drabbles#headcanons
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was thinking about jaime and this happened, don't ask me anything else. asked someone to give me a word that isn't horny but can be made horny in a specific context so here we are 🫶🏾
dni if you're not 18+ for the love of GOD
i think he would be very good at giving head.
-hear me out. listen to me. jaime eats pussy so well. he gets so hard when his head is between your big thighs and his hair getting pulled. the sounds he gets to hear because you're so overwhelmed with how good he's making you feel just fuels him even more.
-so like. when he asks you go sit on his face the only real reason why you don't want to is cause you don't want to kill him.
-he shoots it down quickly cause hello? if that was even close to happening khaji would definitely alert him and yall have a safeword/sign.
-so hey. what's the worse that can happen. you crawl over him, knees at either side of his head and at first you hover. he let's it slide and while he fucks you with his fingers and teases your clit.
-sucks on his fingers and tells you how good you taste in such a sweet voice. he's looking up at you with those pretty brown eyes of his, hair already messy and face flushed so when he tells you to sit you do.
-wraps his arms around your thighs immediately so you don't move while he's doing his lil job.
-you end up rutting your hips against his tongue until you're a shaking mess above him and he has to hold you so you don't pull away. he definitely leaves small bruises at your hips and thighs.
-laps everything up and then he let's you collapse onto the bed carefully. you're both panting, but the only difference here is that you are trying to come back to earth and he is very much down for a round two.
-he let's you catch your breath but while you do that he's straddling your thighs as you lay face down and you can definitely feel how hard he is pressed against your ass.
-makes you come one or two more times before yall go clean up. you can barely stand but it's fine yall have a bath🫶🏾
#peachy thinks thoughts!#jaime reyes#blue beetle (2023)#blue beetle#jaime reyes x reader#plus size reader#jaime reyes smut#latina reader#i know que the last few things ive posted have been poly jenny & jaime#BUT#i needed to get this out of my system#need him biblically#and in a way that is concerning#in general
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— GIANTS IN THE OCEAN
SUMMARY : when jensen dresses as dean for halloween, he tried to prove that he can fuck like him when he’s told he doesn’t.
PAIRING : jensen ackles x latina!reader
CHARACTERS : misha collins, jared padalecki, genevieve padalecki
WARNINGS : nsfw (18+), smut, angst, fingering, defending wanda maximoff bc I’m whipped for her, switch!jensen & switch!reader
WORD COUNT : 3.4k
A/N : title from sky eats aeroplane’s song. procrastination, laziness, gah. anyway, it’s the destiny showcase so I’m doing nothing and I’m posting now LOL X
Jensen cleared his throat loudly from where he stood at the closet, trying to get his girlfriend's attention who was applying makeup as a part of her costume. She blinked the blurriness from her eyes and looked at him first from the mirror, then turned around with a raised brow at his costume of choice.
“Dean Winchester? Really? You’re not even trying,” she laughed softly, then returned to quickly finish up with her look. He deflated slightly, pouting as he made his way to her, he got down on his knees and sat back on his legs to admire her.
“Wanda isn't a hero, but Dean is,” he argued after giving some thought to how to respond to her comment. She squinted her eyes, giving him the side-eye, just then she finished up and then turned to face him. He blinked up at her innocently, green eyes wide and pretty, his lashes fluttering like a princess against his freckled cheeks.
She grasped his chin with her black-stained fingers, leaning forward so her red-tinted lips brushed against his, “as a mother, I have to disagree.” He blushed, but excitedly tried to lean forward to claim her lips only for her to pull away with a little tsk. “You’re so pretty like this, baby, on your knees for me like a good boy,” she murmured seductively, swiping her thumb across his pillowy lip.
“Don’t do this to me now,” he moaned, leaning forward to nuzzle his nose against hers. His hands clung tightly to her leather covered thighs and she turned her face slightly to kiss him with a playful smile on her lips. He slid his hands up her legs, grasping her hips to tug her forward, off the chair, and into his lap to deepen the kiss. “You’re so hot,” he mumbled when he pulled away just a bit to breathe. Then, he returned her mouth, hunger hidden beneath each quick peck he gave her.
“So are you, Jay,” she replied softly, pulling away and placing her finger on his lips when he chased her mouth for more kisses. “Especially when you’re dressed as Dean Winchester.” She smirked down at him and his pretty, puckered, pink lips. He gazed at her curiously, a little surprised by her admission. He didn’t have time to respond or to even let that information sink in because he instinctively shut his eyes when she leaned forward quickly to place open-mouthed kisses along his neck.
“Fuck,” he whispered, his breathe catching in his throat when she reached down and started to rub his semi-hard cock over his jeans. “Baby, I don’t wanna get to Jared’s party with my dick hard,” he groaned, his voice deep with lust, breathy and hot. She felt her pussy tingle, a wave of heat and arousal starting to build up between her legs.
“Then, let’s get going before I fuck you here on the floor, yeah? Dean?” She looked down at him innocently, mimicking what he’d done earlier. He shook his head at her, his cock stirring in the tight confines of his jeans at being called Dean. However, with the Scarlet Witch costume she was wearing, it was a little scary but in a hot way. “Now, get your dick soft, my mom’s downstairs with the kids.”
Y/N stood up from Jensen’s lap, getting a matching crossbody bag that was small and didn’t get in the way of her costume. Jensen stayed on the floor for a while, trying to get his mind out of the gutter and get his excitement under control before he got up. Embarrassingly so, she was leaning against the doorway with a smug smile just watching him try to recollect himself.
“Please, Y/N, don’t judge me,” he said playfully, holding his palm up to stop her from looking at him. She chuckled, pushing her body off the doorframe to start walking away, Jensen following right behind.
“I’m pretty sure she calls me names in Spanish,” he blurted out, scratching the back of his neck.
“Pftt, no she doesn’t,” Y/N said unconvincingly, “besides, there’s a difference between my kids and my husband,” she added, shrugging nonchalantly, a grin fighting it’s way onto her lips despite how hard she bit it.
Okay, maybe she did call him names, but they were meant affectionately. And mostly it was names relating to his freckles or his green eyes that were too hilarious or accurate for her to stop her mom from calling him even when he was right there. Like a codename girls use for their crushes or people they dislike.
“You said she liked me!” He exclaimed quietly, grabbing her arm to twirl her around and pull her into his chest.
“She does! I’m messing with you, baby,” she promised, leaning up to kiss the worry from his face. “You’re perfect and she knows that,” Y/N said earnestly, cupping his face in her hands, “she knows you’re an amazing husband and an even better father. I love you so much. I swear, no, I promise you, she likes you too. She told me you were a keeper, Jay.” She looked up at him with the widest, in-love-with-you eyes he just couldn’t help the way it immediately made him relax.
“She did?” He asked softly, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Y/N nodded, her own arms circling around his neck. “I was in love with you from the start and she knew it. She saw everything that you were and she convinced me to go for it before someone else whisked you away. Thanks to her, you’re mine.” Y/N leaned up to kiss him again, softly, tenderly.
“Thanks to her, you’re mine,” Jensen corrected quietly. “Sorry, didn’t mean to get so insecure,” he chuckled, brushing her cheek with his fingers lovingly.
“I shouldn’t have said that as a joke, I’m sorry too.” She grabbed his hand and kissed it softly, “let's get out of here.” He kissed her forehead and nodded in agreement, letting her lead all the way downstairs to greet her mother and say goodbye to their children.
“Dean and Wanda?” Misha asked, taking a large sip of his beer. “What a strange couple, but the two of them are crazy about family so…” he smiled broadly, hugging them both. Y/N laughed, squeezing Misha’s side as Jensen patted his back.
“And you’re.. the Mandalorian, but without your helmet on…” Jensen chuckled, pulling away first to ruffle Misha’s already messy hair.
“How else am I supposed to drink beer and eat candy?” He shouted over the music, then dragged the two of them inside to allow people an easier way in. Misha led them into the kitchen, talking about how he’d somehow lost his Grogu toy somewhere in Jared’s house. “Anyway, go crazy you two.. but not as crazy as the people you’re dressed up as,” Misha teased, patting them both on their heads before making his way somewhere else to have fun.
“Well..” Jensen chuckled as he watched Misha leave.
“I love him,” she said happily, then started to put together Jensen’s drink.
“Same,” Jensen smiled, watching her with a loving look. “So… about what you were saying earlier… about me dressing up as Dean? Did you mean that?” He asked, leaning against the counter, attempting to be completely cool about his question, trying not to give away that it's something he’d considered for a while: role playing as Dean during sex.
“Yes?” She confirmed hesitantly, handing him the Old Fashion she’d prepared then started to make her own drink. “Why? Got something naughty in mind?” She asked, glancing up at him every now and then, seeing the blush on his face either from the heat of the house filled with mostly strangers or from whatever was going on in his mind.
“Always,” he grinned bravely, taking a large gulp of the whiskey for his sudden bashfulness. She raised a brow at him, her interest piqued, placing a few gummy worms into her already sweet drink.
“You gonna tell me or show me?” She asked, stepping forward as he took another sip. He choked on it a little, glanced around for anybody who could be watching or listening. At that time, she took a gummy worm and dangled it in front of him playfully. He obediently opened his mouth and let her push the gummy worm inside, the sweet and sour taste making him hum softly in satisfaction.
“Well, I-I was just gonna make a suggestion,” he stuttered, his mouth slightly full with the chewed up candy. He swallowed quickly when she licked her fingers lasciviously, just as he reached behind her to steal a bag of gummy bears.
“I think…” she murmured, hooking her fingers onto his belt loops and tugging him forward. “I think you should honour your costume and show me. Here.” He blinked down at her, his eyes wide and completely astounded at her bold words.
“Shit,” he muttered, his face a bright red colour. “Are you ovulating?”
“Shut up,” she laughed, the spell of wantonness suddenly broken. She took the bag of gummy worms she opened and started to walk away from him, carefully weaving through the dancing and sweaty bodies with her drink.
He downed the rest of the whiskey, knowing he’d definitely need it if she was going to keep it up with the hot flirting. He carefully dumped his cup into the sink then tried to follow her, only to lose her in the literal sea of bodies, salty and heavy. He easily found Jared even in his Green Arrow costume, standing high above most of the people. He was dancing and laughing with Gen, who was dressed as Wonder Woman, the two of them were talking to someone Jensen didn’t know.
“Hey, sorry to interrupt,” Jensen said politely, turning to Jared. The man was kind and smiled at Jensen, standing off to the side to let Jensen have a quick chat with Jared and Gen. “Have you guys seen Y/N? I sorta lost her. Great costumes by the way,” Jensen rushed out, anxiously trying to get them to respond.
“Hey, Jensen!” Jared’s voice boomed, pulling him into a tight hug, drawing a wheeze from Jensen, which made Genevieve smack him. Jared pulled away and pouted at her, rubbing his arm dramatically but then became serious to focus on Jensen’s question.
“Yeah, she went upstairs with Misha, said it was a bit loud for her,” Gen replied, then made a little ‘oomph’ sound when Jensen hugged her quickly and said a quick thanks to them. Jared and Genevieve looked at each other curiously then got distracted by that same man who joined back in to continue their conversation.
Jensen knew that wasn’t actually the case, but he went upstairs anyway. Couples were kissing loudly and groping each other along the staircase, but upstairs must have been off limits because there was basically no one, just Misha waiting outside one of the doors while holding Y/N’s drink.
“Jensen! She’s using the restroom. Also, this is really sweet,” Misha laughed, handing Jensen the drink so he could try it. Jensen smiled and took the glass, lovingly looking at the colourful drink and the sugar rimmed edge, gummy worms swimming around inside. He shook his head as he thought of Y/N and tried the drink, which set his senses alight, his mouth overwhelmed by the sweetness and the barley-there flavour of vodka.
“Fuck, that’s…” Jensen licked his lips and Misha laughed, stepping aside when Y/N stepped out of the restroom. “Hey, honey. You okay?” She smiled and nodded at them, about to take her drink back, but Jensen pulled it back. She frowned, about to argue, but then he handed it to Misha. “Get rid of it, it’s just gonna give her a headache.” It was the truth, but he’d mostly tasked Misha with it so he could be alone with Y/N.
“Hey!” She whined, trying to walk past Jensen, which only excited Misha. Jensen wrapped his arms around her, stopping her from chasing their beloved friend, holding her close so she instantly started to melt into him.
“No, he’s right,” Misha chuckled, making a break for it. “You eat too much candy and you always get headaches!” Misha had already made it downstairs and he’d definitely be dumping that drink for the monstrosity that it was.
“Were you making me flustered on purpose?” He asked, getting straight to the point. She moved her face from where it was lazily pressed against his arm and gazed up at him, once again, still somehow being able to portray innocence with the dark eyeshadow around her eyes. “Why?”
She huffed softly, a little grin on her face, “because you’re not like Dean when it comes to sex and I think it’s funny to tease you.” She kissed him softly, quickly with her sticky lips, not giving him a chance to kiss her back properly. He just licked his lip from the sugar her lips smeared onto his.
“You think I’m… boring?” He asked, sounding a little confused. He wondered if maybe this was her way of telling him things were a little too vanilla and she needed more, more excitement, more spice, more than he could offer.
“No! God, no, Jay! Why does your mind always go there?” She wondered, holding his face. He grabbed her wrists, pushing her gently into the wall with his body.
“I love you…” he murmured, kissing her forehead. “I just want to make you happy.” He moved her hands away from his face and pinned them together holding them both above her head in one hand.
“I love you.. and you always make me happy,” she replied softly. Her eyes widened slightly when he started to tug her leather pants down her legs. “I’m not wearing any underwear,” she blurted out, biting her lip with a blush heating up her face. He stopped for a moment, a smirk growing on his lips before he continued pulling them down.
“If I touch you in this hallway…” he whispered, kissing her lips swiftly. “Will I be more like Dean?” He stared into her eyes, saw her surprise and the thrill that made her chest rise and fall faster. His eyes flickered down between her legs, where she was indeed lacking underwear, and he let the pants hang low around her thighs.
“I want you. Not Dean,” she mumbled with a little pout, spreading her legs impatiently when he slowly trailed his fingers up the inside of her thighs. He squeezed her thigh, chuckling against her mouth when he leaned in to kiss her, gently pushing his teeth into her pillowy lip.
“But you also want Dean, you said so. I can give you that, it sounds hot.” He tapped the apex of her thigh teasingly, his dick getting harder with the way she squirmed against the wall. The walls vibrated from the loud music, the pictures and paintings on the wall shaking to the bass of the music. “So.. Do you want Dean, just for tonight? Then, we can see if we should do it more often…”
“Jensen, please,” she pleaded, twisting her hands impatiently, half-heartedly trying to get out of his grip.
“Mm-mm,” he shook his head, quickly swiping two fingers through her wet folds. “It’s Dean, sweetheart.” His voice dropped slightly and his accent suddenly went away. She stared up at him, flustered and hot.
“D-Dean?” She stuttered shyly, grinding down on his fingers.
“Just.. a little more confident,” he smirked, moving his fingers to circle her clit torturously. She gasped, letting her head fall back against the wall with a quiet thud. The leather tightened around her thighs, preventing her from spreading her legs and she whined.
“Please,” she begged again, jutting her hips out so he’d stop teasing her.
“Not until you say my name, baby,” he murmured, then tapped her clit with his fingers a few times. She groaned in annoyance, her toes curling inside the boots she wore, her newly-dyed copper hair sticking to her face, from sweat that built up among the dancing people and now with Jensen’s teasing.
He pulled his hand away, but she didn’t stop squirming. Her eyes fluttered shut, thinking he’d stop teasing her by touching her and instead tease her by not touching her, but she gasped when he slapped her pussy. Her eyes snapped open and she looked up at him in surprise, a smug smile on his pink face.
She liked it and he knew it.
“Be a good girl and beg for it,” he mumbled, his voice deep and vibrating. When he rubbed his fingers against her heat, she knew it was just to prepare her for another slap. And as she’d expected, when she took too long to respond, he slapped her wet cunt again. The rough slap sent jolts of pleasure through her clit, causing her to moan.
“Please… Dean,” she whispered.
“That wasn’t so hard,” he praised mockingly, bringing two fingers to her entrance, “was it?” He slowly pushed them into her, but his lip to stop a moan when he felt her pussy clench around his fingers.
“No.. Dean,” she panted, lowering her hips to sink down his fingers faster. He laughed quietly at her eagerness and started to pump his fingers in and out of her, her slick already coating most of his fist.
“Jesus, baby, you’re so fucking wet.” He sounded breathless, his fingers tightened around her wrists and he plunged his fingers into her faster, flattening his palm onto her clit so it would grind onto it every time his fingers were buried deep inside her. His fingers curled against her walls, brushing over and over against the spongy surface inside that made her legs shake. A loud moan tore from her throat and he pressed his hips against her to grind his cock against her. “Who made you this wet, huh, sweetheart?”
“You…” she moaned, whining when he bit her jawline. “You, Dean,” she cried softly. He kissed her jaw lovingly and found her lips again to silence her moans as best as he could, even if no one could hear them over the loud music downstairs.
“Are you gonna cum on my fingers?” He teased, his warm breath fanning over her face. She bit her lip and nodded, her pussy tightening around his fingers. “You’re gonna moan my name when you cum,” he ordered, his nose tracing down the side of her face, nuzzling her neck to suck gently at her pulse point. “Say yes,” he murmured, gently nibbling on her earlobe.
“Yes, Dean,” she panted, shuddering when his warm breath made her sweat feel cool. He pulled away when he noticed her becoming tense, stared at her face and watched her eyes flutter open on cue.
“Cum for me, baby,” he whispered, admiring the way her swollen lips parted to moan—squeal—‘Dean’, her brows furrowed in pleasure as her orgasm moved through her body. Her eyes were pretty and wide, glossed over with a haze of lust and whiny unshed tears.
He let go of her wrists but she only wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and brought him down for a passionate kiss that made him breathless. Behind his eyelids, he could still see that beautiful look on her face and he ground his hips against her thigh, wrapping his arm around her with his fingers now slowly moving in and out of her, gently palming her clit as her walls fluttered around his fingers.
When she came down from her orgasm, he gently continued to palm her clit, in a comforting manner now. He dropped kisses over her face and moved her hair out of her face lovingly, before withdrawing both from her cunt and from her body to admire her postorgasmic glow.
“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart,” he said softly, his eyes flickering down to watch her lift her pants up her weak and shaky legs. “I’m not done with you yet, angel,” he reminded her with a little chuckle, looking down at his cum covered fingers, he rubbed them together curiously.
“We both know Dean is a sub,” she grabbed him by his flannel and pulled him into the closest room. He smirked at her words and let her lead as she shut the door and locked it blindly, focused on the searing kiss she distracted him with. With one hand he grabbed her waist and with the other he started to undo his belt eagerly.
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como te quiero yo | jjk (m)
translation: how i love you
summary - there’s never a moment where jungkook doesn’t want you, even if you’re not physically there to help him.
pairing - idol!jungkook x latina!reader
genre - established relationship, smut, fluff
word count - 1k
song inspo - como te quiero yo by kali uchis
warnings - phone sex, masturbation (both m and f), spanish pet names <3, subby koo (y’all know i can’t resist), dom reader, mommy kink, sickly sweet lovey dovey shit
translations! cariño - darling, principe - prince, pobrecito - poor thing, buen trabajo cariño - good job darling, te quiero mas, mi vida - i love you more, my life
a/n - jk would def bust quick if you talked to him in spanish idk 🤷🏽♀️ also lmk if u guys want more race-specific reader content i’ll def supply!
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It’s 1:30 am in New York. The moon shines through the sheer curtains in Jungkook’s high-rise hotel, casting a glow on the white sheets he’s currently snuggled in. He tried to go to sleep, he really did. But he can’t seem to stop his mind from wandering to thoughts of you. What time is it where you’re at? Have you eaten? Would it be ok to call you right now? He tongues at his newest lip piercing as he contemplates if he should text you or not. Luckily for him, you beat him to it.
my love 💞: babyyyyyy u up? i miss u :(
He giggles giddily and immediately hits the call button. You pick up after the first ring. “Hi angel,” he says quietly. He feels like a little kid talking to his crush. “Hi handsome, I saw your show earlier. You did so well!” you reply. You two go on for a while, relaying your days and catching each other up on anything new going on in your lives. As you listen to him talk sleepily to you on the phone, you can’t help but clench your thighs together. His voice gets so low and gravelly, and it makes you throb thinking of that voice in your ear as he’s fucking his fat length into you. It hasn’t been insanely long since you two have done anything. He’s been in New York for only a week now and he made sure to fuck you numb before he left. But still, you’re so used to going at it all the time that it almost feels like torture not to have him here with you. As you listen to him talk, you slowly slide your hand down your body, teasing the hem of your panties. You reply to him in hums to at least keep him thinking you’re somewhat paying attention. You gasp softy as you start to circle your clit, which causes Jungkook to pause and raise a brow, but he doesn’t think much of it after you tell him to keep talking. The faster your fingers move on your clit however, the louder your noises get. Jungkook stops talking completely to make sure he’s hearing correctly.
“W-What are you doing,” he laughs nervously. He feels his boxers get tighter the more he hears you moan and pant into the phone. “Mmm what does it sound like I’m doing cariño?” Jungkook physically twitches. He loves when you speak Spanish to him, not only does he find it beautiful, he finds it so fucking sexy. He whimpers and quickly takes off his underwear. His long cock slaps his abdomen and he hisses at the cold air that hits his sticky tip. Only you could make him drip with precum this fast. He spits into his palm and wraps his hand around himself, setting a quick pace. He felt this need rushing over him the second he heard your pretty sounds. You hear how fast he’s going on your end, the wet smacking of his hand going up and down his length making you smile. He’s such a needy boy.
“Aht aht, slow down baby. I don’t want you cumming yet,” you giggle. “But I don’t wannaaa,” he whines. He already feels the stirring in his stomach, he could cum in the next minute or so if he really tried to.
“That wasn’t a question. Do as I say or else you won’t cum at all tonight,” you say sternly. He whimpers and slows down, just as you said. “M sorry mommy, it just feels s-ohh-o good,” his sentence was interrupted by his hand squeezing his tip gently. Fuck, he wants to cum so bad.
“I know principe, just keep moving nice and slow for me. That’s it…my good boy,” you sigh breathily. You get on your knees and rock your hips back and forth on your fingers, imagining they were his. You slowly keep talking him through it, describing everything you wanna do to him when he gets home. His eyes shut as he visualizes your every word. He imagines you’re on top of him, bouncing up and down slowly while you stare deep into his teary doe eyes. He imagines you wrapping your hand around his neck as you sloppily twirl your tongue around his. His toes curl at the thought of your fingers sliding into his mouth as you gradually move faster, choking on them as your ass slams against his thighs.
“There we go babyboy, go faster for mommy,” his face scrunches in pleasure as he feels himself get closer and closer. Precum and spit make the glide of his hand effortless. “Mommy, m gonna cum! Please please can I cum? Please,” Jungkook begs. His hips buck as he fucks into his fist. You can’t do anything but smile and moan along with him as you match the pace of his hand on your clit.
“Pobrecito, you wanna cum sweet boy? Make a mess all over yourself?” He nods feverishly but soon answers verbally too, as he realizes dumbly that you can’t see him. He isn’t exactly thinking clearly at the moment. “I’m close too, principe. Cum with mommy,” you whine. You count down from 5, wanting to time your orgasms perfectly. Jungkook tries all his might to keep from busting his load. The second you reach one his body locks up and he lets out a loud gasp. Thick, white ropes shoot from his swollen tip onto his abs and hand, the rest dripping down his balls. His head feels light and fuzzy, but he can still hear your pretty voice mumbling and cursing in Spanish through your climax. Soon all you both hear is each other’s heavy breathing through the speaker.
“Buen trabajo cariño, I’m so proud of you,” you say warmly. He blushes and thanks you shyly. “I’m serious Kookie. You’ve been working so hard lately. I’m so so so proud of you. I really can’t wait for you to come home so I can smother you with kisses,” you sigh dreamily. Being with someone like Jungkook was difficult at times, but you wouldn’t trade it for the world.
“Thank you, angel. I’m coming home as soon as I can, I promise,” he says with determination. You laugh softly at his words, causing him to smile. God, he’s so in love with you.
“Goodnight ____, I love you so much,” he says sweetly. “Te quiero mas, mi vida. I’ll be waiting for you.”
#bts fic#jungkook smut#bts smut#jeon jungkook fic#jungkook fic#jungkook x reader smut#bts fanfic#latina reader#jungkook#jungkook boyfriend#jungkook fluff#sub!jungkook#sub!jungkook x dom!reader
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bakugou with a hispanic gf/wife
a/n: 3 posts in one day?? i’m spoiling y’all :3
would try to learn spanish but poor thing just can’t roll his R’s 😭😭
he loves spicy food so like whenever u guys go over to ur abuela’s or smth for a party or holiday, he’ll cook A BUNCH of food as a way to impress them
ik there’s a lot of hispanics with large families so let’s say you have like 9 tia’s and tio’s like me, u have a lot of cousins. he adores hanging out with them no matter the age and getting info abt u that u probably wouldn’t tell him
INVESTED IN THE DRAMA THATS ALL I HAVE TO SAY
tbh i feel like he would understand español, he just wouldn’t be able to speak it that well ykwim?
LEARNS HOW TO DANCEEE AAAAAA
bachata, salsa, tango, wtv he learns it
he’s too stubborn to quit trying ofc so eventually he doesn’t look like a scared bird and he actually moves his hips and feet to the music :D
he looks hot while doing it too
watches telenovelas with ur tias/titis. need i elaborate? like cmon he loves american reality tv (i am a strong believer of this) so why wouldn’t he like the latin version?
drinks beers/tequila with the old tios and abuelos
watches sports with them too
say something in spanish to him. he won’t get it at first but if you repeat it as time goes by, he will get it. for example, when you first started dating, you whined to him, “cállate la boca, por favor!” while he went on a rant about deku blah blah blah and he was confused. like he knew “por favor” but what was that other thing?
but eventually he got it lmao
“tranquiló y cállate por favor” “ALRIGHT alright i get it.”
ur older cousin would be like “donde esta huevos chico?” and katsuki be like “tsk, shut up i’ll do it”
#hispanic reader#latina reader#hispanic#latin#latina#spanish#y/n#bakugo#bakugou#katsuki bakugo#bakugo x reader#katsuki x reader#mha#bnha#reader x mha#reader x bnha#𝓴𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓾𝓴𝓲 𝓫𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓰𝓸𝓾
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I loved your latina reader fanfic's so much (especially since I rarely see any and I thank you soooo much)!! So I was wondering if you can write another Nanami fanfic with a latina reader in which she shows him to her family (when they are both attending Jujutsu high as teenagers?). Her mother is a bit skeptical, like all latina mothers are but loves Nanami!
Meeting Over Dinner // Teen!Nanami Kento x Latina! Fem!reader
word count: 3.3k
cw: teen!nanami, fem!reader, teen!reader, established relationship, fluff, untranslated Spanish (like four lines or less), not proofread, use of reader as a name.
summary: Nanami and you have been dating for a while, which means that eventually, you have to bring him to your parents. Yet, everyone knows how parents can be quite picky about their children's partner when meeting them for the first time.
a/n: this took me a while to write, but i am so excited since this is my first ask! thank you @erigaur for dropping a message and for enjoying these latine!reader fics, i enjoy writing them as well! this is also my first time writing for teen!Nanami, so a couple of first happening today with this one. Hope you all enjoy this one!
liked this? show it with a like, reblog, and/or comment. each is greatly appreciated and celebrated!
There comes a time that every person in a relationship fears—meeting your partner’s parents and having your partner meet your parents. Unfortunately, you and Nanami had reached that point and you couldn’t avoid it any longer from your side.
It took a while before the two of you even became a couple due to how different your cultures were. Whereas his culture was pretty restrained and his reserved nature did not make his feelings easy to see, your culture was indulgent and it made you seem like a social butterfly, trying to strike up a conversation whenever you could rather than someone who had a huge crush on him. Neither of you noticed that glint in each other’s eyes that appeared every time you talked. Lucky for the two of you, Haibara did and decided to play matchmaker.
He saw the way Nanami would try to talk to you when all students hung out despite always keeping to himself in such outings and the way you would always offer your food to him first without fail. Most importantly, he saw the way you two always denied your feelings for the other with that same glint. It took a few sneaky moves and the help of his seniors, which was basically stopping Gojo from teasing the two of you when alone, but eventually, you and Nanami started dating.
But dating was a special topic in your family. One that you were constantly reminded of every time you had a family reunion.
After countless times of hearing your aunts asking you “¿y el novio?”, you were finally able to say you started seeing someone. Least to say, your family became curious the minute you revealed this information and not only started to ask you about him but also teased you. You would talk about your day and they would see how you smiled when you mentioned Nanami. They would tease you with squeals and knowing glances at how smitten you looked. You would tell them you were going out and suddenly you had a billion questions regarding your plans with your boyfriend. After a couple of months, they knew you were getting pretty serious about this boy, turning the teasing into nagging about when they would meet him.
Not wanting to prolong the inevitable, you invited Nanami to have dinner at your house, which brings us to this moment with you and Nanami walking to your house. You were quite surprised at how collected he seemed to be about this, which assured you that things would go smoothly since he has always been able to hold his own. However, on the inside, Nanami was freaking out. He wanted to make a good impression on your parents, especially your father. He really really liked you and knew he had to show your father that he was worthy of dating you.
“Listen, if at any point you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. I’ll keep you up with whatever they say in Spanish but don’t think too much if they speak it. They are just more comfortable speaking it.” You told him, a small crease on your forehead as you prepared him for his whole dinner.
Nanami sighs, looking at the door before him. Though he was nervous, it was more obvious how you kept repeating the same warnings that did nothing but grow those nerves of yours the more you went around in circles with your thoughts. He places a hand on your shoulder, giving you a small squeeze.
“I’ll do my best to show the best me, okay? You don’t need to worry about me embarrassing you.”
He was really sweet in trying to assure you. But to you, Nanami was not the one you were worried about. But you didn’t want to give him any more reasons to worry him now that the two of you were at the steps of your front door. Instead, you flash him a small smile, finding some comfort in his words from how he is trying to calm you down. It was sweet. “I know you won’t. Just don’t let their words get to you.”
You open the front door, making your way into your home and holding the door open for Nanami. Taking a deep breath and putting a smile on your face, you announce to your family that you’re home.
The two of you leave your stuff by the front door, making your way to the kitchen where both your mom and dad are busy preparing dinner. When they hear your voice, both of them turn to look at you with a smile on their faces, putting the utensils away and cleaning their hands before making their way to greet you with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Nanami watches your parents greeting you home with such warmth that it suddenly makes sense why you are so sweet and lively even during the worst days. Because you came home to such a caring atmosphere. It made him feel nervous, on the other hand, because he was not used to such greetings that seemed too touchy for his liking. He knows that it is one of the cultural differences you have faced in your relationship, but he hopes that your parents can understand that as well as you have.
Your father is the first to greet Nanami, instantly making him feel insecure under his gaze. But the feel of the moment changes quickly when your father smiles gently at Nanami and extends his arm.
“Ah, you must be Nanami, right? We’ve heard a lot about you, it’s really nice that we finally get to meet you.” Your dad beams, his friendliness making Nanami’s earlier expectations of your father completely wrong.
He thought your father would be looking at him with a harsh glare, one that would make him tense on the spot and feel inferior to him. But here he was, relaxing his shoulders as he reached out to your dad’s hand and bowing before him as he greeted him. Maybe your dad wouldn’t be as frightening as he once thought. Not when Nanami could hear the playful chuckle from your dad when he bowed, but he shook it off since he wanted to be respectful.
“I apologize for taking so long to meet you, sir. I should’ve introduced myself the moment I was interested in your daughter.” Nanami says as he straightens up, trying his best to ensure a good impression on your dad.
But once again, your dad laughs, throwing his head back, and lets go of Nanami’s hand. “Sir? No, no. No need to go so far, I do not deserve that much respect, young man.” Your dad said, shaking his hands in front of Nanami to assure him further.
No, your dad was not who Nanami should be worried about like he initially believed. It was the woman before the two of you looking up and down his figure with a polite smile but eyes that were sizing him up the moment he came in. Your mom.
The moment you saw how your mom was looking at Nanami, you could feel your heartbeat accelerate as you tried to make out her reaction to Nanami. You knew the way her eyebrow raised every time you talked about him, impatiently waiting for you to invite him. Your mom was not thrilled to learn you were dating someone who was not Latino, mainly because she wanted to be able to speak to your partner in the language she was most comfortable speaking. Your mom didn’t know much about Nanami other than he was a sorcerer in the same class as you. She was already skeptical of him and how good he would fit into the family.
It is not ideal at all from how her eyes go to his hair first and you mentally curse. Before she could say anything, you decide to beat her to it and speak first.
“Ama, this is Nanami. Nanami, this is my mom.” You say in a cheery tone, hoping that the way your eyes kept darting between each other didn’t give away how nervous you were as you try to make out their reactions to the other.
Nanami extends out his hand to your mom, wanting to greet her with respect. But your mom was surprised when she was already standing there with her arms open, expecting a hug. She looks down at Nanami’s hand, putting down her arms and shaking his hand with a less-than-pleased expression despite her smile.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, miss. Your daughter talks a lot about you, thank you for inviting me to your home.” He says, his tone sounding too serious for your mom’s liking.
The bow he does after it does not really help his case either, it makes your mom flash you a look that you interpret as a he does this every time? To which you responded with a tilt of your head and a be respectful, different cultures, remember? look.
She lets go of his hand, still sizing Nanami up and not looking too pleased about it. In her eyes, he was too formal. You knew it was going to happen considering how warm your mom usually is, but you thought she was going to think of it as a sign of respect. After flashing him a smile and clasping her hands together, she tells Nanami.
“Oh don’t mention it, we were excited to meet the boy that had this one so happy.” Her tone, though still warm, wasn’t the one you were used to. It sounded as if she was distracted trying to learn everything about Nanami from his appearance and greeting alone.
Your mom turns to look at you with that raised brow you know too well and asks you, “¿y este es emo o por qué el pelo le tapa la cara?"
“Do you need help setting up the table? I’m sure food’s almost ready since we took a while to get here” You say quickly as you clap your hands together, ignoring your mom’s comment by changing the topic into something that wouldn't involve her being judgemental towards your boyfriend.
Your mom’s eyebrows jump slightly at the conversation change and it does not go unnoticed by you at the way her demeanor is borderline critical of Nanami, practically disapproving of him without really knowing him. You know she was just getting used to seeing you date someone, but you wanted her to be a bit more considerate and kind to him.
Nanami, while oblivious to what your mother said in Spanish, catches the way you so suddenly offered to help with the table. He nods and looks back at your mom, offering his help as well. “Is there any way we can help? After all, it’s only right since you went through the trouble of cooking, miss.”
Your mom looks back at Nanami, looking satisfied-ish at his words despite his formality. She nods, telling them that dinner will be ready as soon as the table is.
As you and Nanami start setting up the table with the glasses and the utensils, you look at him with worried eyes. Your mom is cautious about him, yeah, she was also pretty stuck on the fact you were not dating anyone from your culture. You know she had no ill will. It's just that every person who would meet your parents for the first time would enter an interrogation with your mom. Since Nanami was not just any person and someone you were dating, you were worried she would be harsher on him, especially as someone outside your culture.
“Hey, so,” You started, putting down the forks and knives on each seat of the table, “my mom can be a lot in these meetings. Ask a lot, say a lot, go over the line and all. What I am saying is that you don’t have to answer her questions if they make you uncomfortable.”
Nanami looked at you from the other side of the table. Tonight was different from what he expected. He didn’t know it would be your mom who he had to look out for, nor that you were this worried for him. While it did make him feel more anxious, he walked towards you after setting down the last glass, shaking his head at your words.
“Your mom only wants the best for you.” He says nonchalantly, trying to hide said nerves even though that sigh that escapes his lips snitch on him. “I’m more than okay answering her questions if it means ensuring your parents know that I care about you.”
“I don’t want you to feel pressured to answer though.” You look at him, placing your hands on the chair and gripping it to calm yourself. you couldn't understand how he could look so collected despite the nerves he felt.
“They are not pressuring me. I’m telling you I want to answer those questions. I was the one who said yes to coming, remember?” Nanami says softly, taking one of your hands and entwining his fingers with yours, giving your hand a small squeeze as he hums. “I’m not only dating their daughter, but I am also someone from outside their culture. If I have to answer a million questions, then I will answer them because I don’t want to miss my chance with this amazing girl just because I didn’t say what my intentions with her are.”
Whatever you were feeling before was gone and replaced with tenderness in your heart. You smile at Nanami, squeezing his hand back as you turn to face him completely. “You think I am amazing?”
“Without a doubt, I definitely would answer a million questions for you, no matter how weird I find them.”
As you giggle at Nanami’s words, your mom is standing at the kitchen’s entryway as she hears the two of you talk. You had that glint in your eyes, both when warning him and when hearing his compliment. You always had that glint when you really liked something, like an ice cream flavor or a toy when you were younger. But it was different somehow, more affectionate and much more hopeful. It was as if all tension left your body and that glint just affirmed such. You looked just as smitten when looking at him than when you talked about him.
Not only that, but she also took the time to look at Nanami. When he came in, she thought he felt indifferent about being here. But when she heard that shaky sigh of his when he comforted you, your mom wasn’t seeing that overly formal kid that bowed before her when he came into her house. She was seeing someone who was putting you before him, that glint in his eye as he talked to you. Your mom was planning on measuring him up, to determine whether this boy was worthy of you and cared about you. But now she wasn’t sure if her questions were that necessary. She would still ask them, but now it was because she was curious rather than cautious of him.
How could she be so critical of him when he was holding your hand so carefully? Or how he seemed as if holding your hand erased all the nerves he felt at the moment? He was just a kid and he seemed to care and feel for you a lot. She couldn’t be disapproving of him now that she saw this.
Your mom returns to the kitchen and announces that the food is ready, serving the plates and bringing them to the table. Nanami quickly offered his help to help your mom bring the tables from the kitchen to the dining table, which your mom accepted with a smile. A genuine one, not a wary one. You noticed the change in her smile, walking to her as she sat down the first two plates. But before you could ask her about it, both your dad and Nanami came back to the table and everyone sat down.
Nanami looks down at the plate before him, recognizing the smell as similar to the food that you have offered him before from your lunch. Deciding that he couldn’t let his whole first impression be based on questions alone, he decided to take a chance and looked up at your mom. With a small smile in an attempt to be as warm as she was with you, he said.
“I’m very excited to try your food, miss.” He lightly tilted his head in your mom’s direction, taking a deep breath to keep his heart from beating any faster from his worry to look good. “Reader always brings very good food as their lunch and is kind enough to share it with me sometimes. I can only imagine it tastes better when just made.”
Your mom looks at Nanami, her fork in the air as she processes what she just heard from the young man. You look at your mom and then at Nanami, whose smile starts to falter as if he feared he said something wrong or as if his comment was too much of a step for your mom. But he quickly relaxes when your mom gently laughs in delight.
“I didn’t know you had tried my food before.” She explains, placing a hand on her chest.
“Well, Reader has tried to show me more of their culture so I could learn about it before we started dating. Yet, food has always been something I enjoyed and they have shared with me the basic dishes. I have tried to follow a few recipes but I am afraid they are never as good as the lunches you prepare for them.”
It was as if a switch flipped in your mom’s brain regarding Nanami, smiling so brightly at the compliment. She put down the fork, making you and your father exchange glances at how quickly she dropped her guard at Nanami. Though the compliment certainly goes a long way, the little moment between you and Nanami from earlier was now warming her heart much more now that she knows he has tried to learn about your culture. Maybe as long as there was that dedication for her daughter, then Nanami could fit in just fine.
“I didn’t know you cooked, let alone that you have tried to cook something from our culture.” Your mom beams, her gaze softening despite her excitement as the tension leaves Nanami’s body with this new attitude. After all, he didn’t feel like he was being interrogated in the way you feared.
Dinner goes smoothly. Your mom asks the essential questions to know more about Nanami and how your relationship with him has been going so far, your dad shares embarrassing stories of you that you would’ve rather keep until after a year of dating Nanami for him to hear, and your mom offering her help to Nanami so he could get those last touches when cooking. But one constant was how hard you were smiling, you didn’t expect things to go this well. Yet, you weren’t one to complain.
Once Nanami is at the front door picking up his stuff and getting ready to head out, your mom walks up to you two and turns to Nanami.
“Thank you again for coming, Nanami. Please do come more, next time I’ll make sure to write a few of my own recipes. Maybe even come earlier so I can teach you how to make them.”
“Of course, miss. Everything was delicious and I am glad I have finally met you. I’ll make sure to keep your offer in mind for next time.” Nanami says, feeling quite sheepish at your mom’s excitement.
“Well, it’s getting late and you should probably get going. Be safe.” Your mom says, reaching out for his hand and shaking it once more.
Nanami nods and you offer to walk with him to the train station. Though before you can go, your mom gets close to you and asks you to invite him more often since she could definitely use more hands in the kitchen.
You sigh at your mom but nod nonetheless before you close the door and start walking to the station with Nanami, hand-in-hand. As you talk about tonight’s dinner, you two agree that Nanami meeting your parents was much easier than you both expected at first. After all, your mom was already nagging you to invite him next Thursday.
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❝MOTHER LANGUAGES — SPIDERVERSE HCS
summary ; pavitr with a hispanic girlfriend who teaches him some spanish and he teaches her some hindi.
pairing ; pavitr prabhakar x hispanic fem!reader (no specific race stated)
note ; teehee i was so excited to show off the new layout 🤭 i literally have so much fun writing for pavitr. this concept was so cute, i started working on it immediately so thank you to the anon who requested it <3 mwah 🫶
• — pavitr prabhakar !
about three months into dating, pavitr started practicing some spanish on his own. went about his way to get a dictionary that took forever for him to find. he starts writing the words out and takes his time to pronounce them. he takes note that he’s extremely great at reading spanish just a little troubled on the way to say the words.
the very first phrase he ever told you in spanish, he had a slip of paper with the sentence written down. pavitr wanted to make it sweet and maybe tell you right after kissing you but poor boy forgot the phrase. so he had to squint and read off the torn paper.
“tu eres la chica de mis sueños.” (t: you are the girl of my dreams) the second he finished saying it you jumped on him, kissing all over his face, telling him how cute and adorable he is.
you told him that you were practicing hindi in secret to surprise him as well, but you were having a lot of trouble. it makes a big smile spread on his face to know you both had the same intentions.
it’s where he offers to teach you how to speak, read, and write hindi if you can do the same for him with spanish. you agree and then he goes, “hehe >:) and teach me the bad words too muhehehe” you’re just like “pavitr 😭”
pavitr really excited when you’re teaching him spanish. he’s listening intently and repeating each word after you. he doesn’t think it’s hard, but it’s definitely good to have a native speaker helping you out and giving tips.
keeps a separate notebook filled with words and phrases he wants to tell you. of course, they’re all him telling how much he loves you. you also have a separate notebook with hindi written in it and it’s mostly you practicing to write ‘i love you’ and memorize it.
he knows it might take you a while to fully understand hindi and he’s okay with that. you’re the making the effort and that’s what he loves the most about you. finds your confused face cute when he starts rambling in hindi.
you two practice by only having conversations in each others language. he finds it super helpful and you both will correct a word if needed. text messages will sometimes shift from spanish to hindi to spanish again.
his heart and feelings grow for you even more when he sees you talking to his aunt in hindi. she thinks it’s so sweet that the two of you are learning each others languages and don’t find the barrier to be a bother. she even starts to help you too in secret. she wants you to surprise pavitr with what you learned.
i cannot stress this enough. loves to introduce you as his girlfriend in spanish. “esta es mi novia, ella es mi novia”. mi novia this, mi novia that. he gets like a schoolboy when he says it. if he gives you gifts, pavitr always writes a little note that says “para mi querida novia” (t: for my dear girlfriend) or something along those lines.
whenever he meets someone who is either hispanic or speaks spanish too, he’ll speak to them in spanish just so they can ask where he learned. all because he can’t stop saying how his girlfriend taught him how to speak spanish.
he starts picking up on the expressions too. accidentally let “tch, no mames miguel!” slip out when he was getting sent on a new mission. miguel’s head whipped over so fast and just looked at him so shocked like, wtf did you say to me?
“no mames? no mames?! como que no mames miguel?! who taught you that huh?!”
“mi novia teehee :)”
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Solo Trip (A Jude Bellingham Imagine) Part 2
Jude Bellingham x Mexican!femreader
It's specifically a Mexican reader but there's cute Jude moments on here I think everyone should have a read at :)
Click here to read Part 1!
contains: social media au & text messages!
wc: 6,571 (in total of pt. 1 & 2)
summary: Y/N goes away on a trip to Mexico much to Jude's dismay!
includes: suggestive content and sexting!
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I don't see much love for us Mexican and Brown girlies on here so I must deliver 🫡 I honestly had SO much fun writing and creating this, I hope you all enjoy it! I really connected to this post and poured out all my love and devotion to it!
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meanwhile y/n and jude oblivious to the whole twitter situation:
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video:
Guy in the photo talking to his friend
Guy in photo: “Ey, ey, ella que no es la novia de jude?” (Hey, hey, isn’t that jude’s girlfriend?) He points out starstruck, pointing at Y/N who was nearby.
Friend: “¿Parece que sí es?” (It seems like she is?) His friend replied recognizing her.
Guy in photo: “Oye le pediré foto?” (Hey, should I ask her for a photo?) He nervously asks. “¡Tal vez me menciona a Jude!” (Maybe she’ll mention me to Jude!)
Friend: “¿estás bien hermano? ¡Tú crees que van a platicar de ti! Ay wey en realidad estas mal” (Are you good bro? You think they’re going to talk about you? Oh dude, you’re so wrong!)
Guy: “callate! ¡No me arruines mis esperanzas! si hay hasta una pequeña posibilidad de que Jude simplemente escuche de mí por parte de t/n, ¡moriré feliz!” (Shut up! Don’t ruin my hopes! If there’s even a slight chance of Jude hearing of me from Y/N, I’ll die happy!) The boy smiled, determined to go up to Y/N.
Friend: está bien, vamos (fine, let’s go)
The two boys appeared to walk, on video, towards Y/N.
They tapped her on her shoulder once they had reached her. She turns around, appearing on camera.
Y/N smiles kindly at them.
Guy: Hola perdón por molestarte. Es que soy un gran fan de Jude. ¿Está bien si nos tomemos una foto? (Hey, sorry to bother you. It’s just that I’m a huge fan of Jude. Is it okay if we take a photo?)
Y/N smiled widely at the question.
Y/N: “¡Claro!” (Of course!)
They both pose for the infamous photo and the friend retrieves it from the video.
Guy: “Gracias t/n!” Te lo agradezco.” (Thank you Y/N! I appreciate it) The boy expresses. Y/N smiles and nods at the fan.
Y/N: “¡Por nada! Tengan una bonita noche, que la disfruten!” (You’re welcome! Have a great night guys, enjoy it!) Y/N wishes, ready to part ways.
Guy: “¡Me saludas a Jude, porfa!” (Say hello to Jude for me, please!) The guy pleads, causing Y/N to giggle at the interaction.
Y/N: “Cuéntalo hecho!” (Count it as done!) Y/N smiles before walking away. Keeping her promise, later that night mentioning the encounter to Jude.
Y/N leaves and the friend starts to scold his friend.
Friend: “No manches! Salistes bien amargado en la foto wey!” (Seriously? You came out so bitter in the photo, dumbass!)
Guy: Es que estaba bien nervioso hermano. O sea es la novia de Jude Bellingham!” (It’s because I was so nervous, bro! I mean it’s Jude Bellingham’s girlfriend!) The boy exclaims to his friend. “¡Cómo crees que me sentia! Estoy por las nubes!” (How do you think I felt? I’m over the moon!)
Video ends
Back to Y/N & Jude:
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yourusername en el coleadero y empolvada 🏇 dia seis! (in the coleadero [a horse sports event] and dusty 🏇 day six!)
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yourmom you look so cute mija (darling)
yourusername thank you mami i love you! 💜
com1 she looks adorable in the first pic!
com2 okay but the sky!!!
erling.haaland I didn’t expect Jude to last this long without you! I just know he’s hanging on by a thread 🤣 I hope you’re having a great time out there y/n/n
com3 i’m dead erling 💀
judebellingham trust me mate I am not doing well
yourusername you know he’s the biggest baby erl!! Thank you ☺️
judebellingham you look hermosa!
yourusername did you use google translate? 😂 but thank you bebe 🥰
com4 A+ for effort lmao
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yourusername bailes en el rancho son mis favoritos! ya estamos listos para mañana 🥳 day 7 (dances at the ranch are my favorite! we’re ready for tomorrow 🥳)
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yourusername before anyone mentions my cousin on the last pic, he took me out to dance bc I was the only one from my primas (female cousins) who was standing alone at the baile while the rest were dancing w their mans🥺
com1 y/n better than me bc if my man didn’t know how to dance and I was at a baile I would be dancing!! not my fault my man don’t wanna learn
com2 you look like so much fun!
com3 the vibe in all of her daily dumps are EVERYTHING!
com4 I miss mexico now 😩
primo.user (cousin.user) mi compañera de baile MAS favorita!! 💃🏼 (my MOST favorite dance partner!! 💃🏼)
yourusername gracias por sacarme a bailar me moría de ganas (thank you for taking me out to dance, i was dying to dance!)
com5 Not y/n wanting to dance but couldn’t bc she’s a faithful woman! props to her cousin for standing up 👏
judebellingham la mas chula 😘 (the prettiest 😘)
yourusername you got me blushing bellingham 🤭 i’m glad you’ve got the google translate app installed
com5 not jop in the likes
com7 fr, first peso now jop
com8 jop didn’t have it in him to leave a comment like peso pluma thooo
com9 damn they’re already pregaming for the feria (festival) tomorrow
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yourusername sabado de gloria was one for the books ❤️🔥 mi mexico querido, el pais con tradiciones increibles 🥹 (saturday of glory was one for the books ❤️🔥 my beloved mexico, the country with incredible traditions 🥹)
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com1 okay bc Jude with a Mexican girlfriend was something I never expected but they’re so cute together!!! 💗
com2 the cultural difference between them is mind blowing but i kinda like it
com3 okay it’s been a week we need Jude and Y/N back together ASAP
judebellingham mi niña bonita 😍 I hope you’re having a blast darling!
yourusername the spanish better not stop when I get home because it’s so cute!
judebellingham i’m thanking google translate rn 🙏🏽
com4 that last pic is so aestheticly pleasing
com5 okay now I understand why Y/N had to go to Mexico!! That looks like sm fun
com6 fr i was like why would she ever leave Jude but I see why now
com7 her outfit and boots are so cute 🤩
Y/N’s POV:
I spread my limbs throughout the comfy bed but not as comfortable as the one awaiting me back home. My eyes flutter open, as I bask in my last morning in Mexico.
The morning sun shining through the window, brightening up the room. I take one last look through the window, the tree tall and green, dogs laying out on the ground, the pretty plants and the great range of mountains surrounding the rancho.
I let out a deep sigh as I sat up in bed, a mixed emotion about leaving this place. Leaving the peaceful and warm lifestyle that is Mexico was always heart wrenching but my skin tingles at the thought of going back home. Not a home, like a house or a place but Jude. Jude is my home.
I smiled at the thought of him and a warmth at my core enlights.
A home cooked meal was already awaiting me in the kitchen and family slowly started filling my grandparents' home to say their goodbyes.
I frown at the thought of leaving them but I know life would never be the same if I stayed.
The time is approaching to my last minutes with everyone. An emotional goodbye to the animals, the beautiful home that holds many wonderful memories, and of course to all of my family especially my grandparents.
“Te amamos mija. Ya sabes que aqui siempre esta tu casa, (we love you darling. You know that you’ll always have your home here” My grandma tells and we pull each other into a tight hug.
I wipe the tears that we are threatening to spill.
“Hasta luego muñeca que dios la bendiga! (Until next time doll god bless you!)” My grandpa expressed as he kissed my cheek, pulling me into his arms.
After all the goodbyes, my uncle started the truck and loaded my luggages.
On our way to the airport I watched the landscapes contentedly and whispered my goodbyes to the familiar roads.
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