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femmenature · 8 months
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second chance.
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Pairing: Marcus Lopez x f! reader
Summary: Second chances don't work, do they?
Warnings: I don't think so, enjoy!
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Marcus and I were a couple, for quite a long time. We broke up because he was afraid that the enemies from his past and those he is making in the present would put me at risk. I never agreed with his decision, he keeps hanging out with his friends as if they wouldn't hurt him. And I accepted the separation because I assumed it was an excuse to separate from me. Maybe somehow I bored him.
As I took the air, upstairs, a recognizable voice appeared from behind "Hey, what are you doing alone?" it was Marcus. All this time I tried to avoid him for obvious reasons. I didn't want to be rude but I also didn't want to humiliate myself and tell him everything I think about our sudden breakup. So I just waved him off with a nod of my head and headed back to my dorm. "Don't go" I stopped in my tracks. "Please don't go."
I turned my body to look at him. "Don't do this to me. You broke up with me, don't act like it's all on good terms. Don't act like the perfect guy with a hero complex who broke up with me so I wouldn't get hurt. You just dumped me out of boredom."
"What?" his face transformed. "Is that really what you think? That I left the most important thing I had out of boredom? You don't understand how much it hurts me to be separated from you. Watching you walk by me every day and not being able to feel you. Seeing how you avoided me when I approached you. And when I had you with me my concern was that you were well, that you were not in danger, but now I am living a hell knowing that you are still alive but that I don't have you. And I keep blaming myself because I'm so selfish to think of you at night, day and evening. By not being able to be anywhere without thinking what it would be like if you were with me. That I only feel genuine happiness in seeing you smile from afar even if I'm not the reason. And running out of air having you like this, in front of me, and not being able to kiss you like I used to. I can't stand it, my wasted heart only beats for you. So if you still have the same feelings for me, if they never left, give me a second chance. I promise you with all my soul that I will protect you like I couldn't the first time. And if…you don't love me I will wait for you forever. When you're ready, I'll be here. Trying everything to make you see how much I miss you and love you. With every part of me."
Without thinking I kissed him. I kissed him like it was the last minute of our lives. His hands caressed my cheeks and inevitable little smiles escaped our lips. Knowing that no matter what, from now on, it's just us.
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I love the dramatic, the romantic, the passionate and the consuming. Who doesn't want a love like that? I hope you liked it and thanks for the support<333
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femmenature · 8 months
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please, please, please
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Pairing: Marcus Lopez x f! reader
Summary: We all know Marcus listens to The Smiths. And while you were listening to them in his ro m, he confesses that you are the only thing he really wants.
Warnings: talks about abandonment.
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Good times for a change See, the luck I've had can make a good man turn bad
The Smiths was playing in the background as we hung out in Marcus' room, lucky that Shabnam wasn't here. The air was a little tense as we had an argument a few days earlier. I was determined to get away from here, I don't belong here. And he got angry as he said we were a family, his first family here. Days passed and the atmosphere calmed down, but we needed to talk.
"Hey, what are you thinking, I see you very focused on your little bubble" I spoke, interrupting the music, he raised his head and looked me in the eyes.
So please, please, please Let me, let me, let me, let me Let me get what I want this time
"Just, I was concentrating on the music…Overthinking the lyrics" his hands played with each other, anxious. "What's the one thing I'd beg to have no matter what else. What's the one thing I long for."
Haven't had a dream in a long time See, the life I've had can make a good man bad
"I always thought the idea of killing the president was the only thing keeping me alive, and, somehow I longed to kill him so I could finish myself off. Because I'd have nothing to stay here for." His gaze bore into my eyes and tears gathered in his. "And now all I pray for is for you to stay by my side because it's the only thing that gives me hope. My prayers were never heard, I'm not the right person to ask for them. But for the first time in my life I desperately ask to have you with me. So please, please, please don't abandon me, not you."
"Marcus..You are the only one who could convince me to stay here. I know this is not my place, but no matter where I go, if you are not there, then I would be incomplete" His eyes fixed on my lips as his hands caressed my cheek. Without thinking we melted into a kiss, full of love and desperation for closeness. Knowing that after this, we could not live without each other.
So, for once in my life, let me get what I want Lord knows it would be the first time Lord knows it would be the first time
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I'm not going to lie to you, I rushed doing this story because I have things to do. But 2 days without this was already too much. Thanks for reading!
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femmenature · 9 months
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heyy, this is just a warning of how my stories are going to be. Generally I see more +18 content on tumblr than cute things, love, confessions. So I'm going to create content like this, because my need to create romantic things can't just stay in my imagination! I'm going to take advantage of it, as I did in my last two posts, so you can also enjoy the romance and Marcus Lopez that, surprisingly, there is little content. Just that, bye!!
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femmenature · 9 months
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hold on to me.
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Pairing: Marcus Lopez x f! reader
Summary: Where your "best friend" Marcus has a motorcycle and wants you to hug him so you don't fall off it.
Warnings: Inappropriate language.
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Marcus had the crazy idea to save up for a motorcycle. I don't judge, seeing Saya with one makes you want to have one too. But it's really different, she's experienced, Marcus is not. No one wants to accompany him when he drives, so I volunteered, and at this moment, I regret my decision.
I'm holding on to the back of the bike because holding on to his waist is kind of…tricky. He's my best friend and if I make a move I'm afraid he'll discover my feelings for him. So I swallow my pride and stay as I am even though I might get shot out of this thing. "Marcus, slow the fuck down you're going to kill us both!"
He slammed the motorcycle to a stop, which caused me to crash my body into him sharply. "I'm sorry, you were saying?" he turned his head to me and smiled. I can see his whole face because he didn't even have helmets to protect us. "Wow what a surprise, your body came close to me for the first time in the 45 minutes we are on this motorcycle. What the fuck, do I smell?"
I rolled my eyes and sighed "It's not that, it would just be weird" He put the bike on the kickstand to keep it stationary and got off to look at me. I sat sideways so we were face to face. "What? Did I say something wrong?"
"Look, I've been grabbing all the pits, speeding up and slamming on the brakes on purpose just to make you hold on to me. I'm swallowing all my pride and showing you how pathetic I am just so you realize how in love I am with you. I'm destroying my stupid motorcycle just to know how your hands feel around me" His hands slid around my waist and his forehead rested on mine "I know you're my best friend. But I can't go on living without knowing that if maybe I try it works. I want it to be you, just you. I've been yours from the moment I saw you and I think I've held onto it too long."
"I've been yours too since the moment I saw you, it's nice to know you're mine too. I love you" My lips connected with his with so much sweetness built up and little smiles in between kisses from happiness.
"I love you more."
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I had this idea so long ago and finally I could write it down! thanks for reading <3
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femmenature · 9 months
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happy scars.
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Pairing: Marcus Lopez x f! reader
Summary: Where Marcus gets into fights to hurt himself because he loves you to heal his wounds.
Warnings: Blood mentions, inappropriate language
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"Marcus, I'm really not surprised to see you beaten, In fact, I'd be more surprised to see you without a fucking scratch on your face than this. But this is the third time, not in a week, but in a day that you've come in with bumps all over your face. Who the fuck does this to you?" I looked at him worriedly, he looked away and cleared his throat nervously.
"No one, just…it's just that" His hands fumble with his jeans anxiously "it's complicated, lately I provoked Chico…more than I should have, on purpose."
"Oh, so this is just a game of who's more badass enough to stay with Maria" I was really pissed, nursing his wounds all these weeks over some stupid thing. "Look, I don't want any part of your or Chico's patriarchal bullshit."
"No, no, no. You're missing the point. It's not that, it was never that…it was never her." His eyes met mine. Like a click. I furrowed my brows, questioning him. "Believe me, I don't like being hit, but…since I got hurt and you took care of me, I can't stop making up an excuse or a fight to feel your hand on my face. To feel the slightest touch of my skin against yours. I am satisfied with just your hand healing my wounds. Because you also heal my heart. Don't you see? Every time I'm with you you fix something you didn't even break. And that drives me crazy." His hand came up to mine, caressed it. As he did so, he looked at me, and kissed it. "I can't stay away from you and I'm so ashamed of my desperation for your closeness that I create fights as a pretext to keep you close."
"Marcus, you don't need excuses to have me near you" I brought my face close to his as he moved his gaze to my lips "You can have me without a scratch on your face, but you still look sexy" He smiled before our lips met.
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thanks for reading! i wanted to make this deadly class character. Even though the series was cancelled I loved it and I think there is a need for more content from it. So, enjoy. Sorry if there is something grammatically incorrect, my first language is Spanish.
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femmenature · 1 year
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secret love
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summary: both are with men of the mafia, to take advantage of them and to have comfort. They hide a secret, at night they go to a lesbian bar.
warnings: none.
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my husband finally fell asleep, which means it's time for routine. Get out and really be who I am. I don't like men at all. I'm just taking advantage of their millions until I get what I want.
I get out of bed and get ready to grab a cab and head to the lesbian bar. When I finally get in I look for her with my eyes, until I find her. Ellie is a girl I met and we really have chemistry, every time we see each other at the bar we don't separate.
"Hey, I missed you, beautiful" She came up to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey cutie, kiss on the cheek and not on the mouth? You make me sad" I faked a sad face.
She laughed and took my hand "Sorry, you know you still make me nervous" And kissed me slowly on the lips. "You intimidate me so much, I don't know how you do. When I see you walk through that door I feel like I'm a little girl who fell in love all over again."
"I'm glad you feel the same way I do."
We talked all night as we drank and danced. It always feels magical with her. I love her talks about space and dinosaurs.
"You know when you look up at the sky, what you see is really what was going on in the past? Because it takes a while for the light to reach us, the image we see is what the cosmos projected long ago." Her eyes sparkled in an inexplicable way.
"And the sun and the moon, do they really change?"
"When you look at the Moon you see it as it was 1.2 seconds ago, It doesn't really change that much. When you look at the Sun, you see it as it was 8 minutes ago and the nearest star, how it was 4.2 years ago. Some stars you see today have been dead for hundreds of years."
"Ellie, I admire you so much. Seriously, I love so much your interest and the dedication you give to your curiosity. I love that about you."
"I can't believe you listen to me talk about this for five hours straight and don't get bored with me. And even more so that you ask questions and take an interest in what I say. I really appreciate it, thank you. I really enjoy spending time with you, it's my favorite time of the day."
We kissed and went on with our thing. She also always listens to me when I talk about the sea. I would really give up all my comfort to be with her. I went home early, she had to leave too. I got up early and Francisco, my husband, said we had a meeting with mafia people in the evening. Finally the time came and people started to arrive.
"Hey Oscar, how are you? Long time no see" My husband hugged a friend of his and introduced me. "Where's your fiancée?"
"My fiancée was in the bathroom, she must be coming" He looked around until he found her and continued to introduce her. "This is Ellie, my wife."
I couldn't believe it, I wasn't reacting and neither was she. Our gazes couldn't be separated. My palms were sweating and I was so dazed my ears were ringing.
"Come on, why don't you say hello" My husband squeezed my arm to get me to react.
"Hi Ellie. Nice to meet you."
"Hello, nice to meet you too. Although your face looks familiar" She smiled sideways.
"Yes, I think the same. Where have I seen you?" I pretended to be thoughtful.
After our "fiancés" spoke, we dispersed from them to talk privately.
"I really don't know what to think. I want to be mad at you but I'm doing the same thing. It just makes me angry that you're not just mine, you know?" she looked at me with sad eyes and I hugged her by putting my hands around her waist.
"I know. It's the same for me too." She rested her cheek on my head as she caressed my shoulders with her hands. "If you want we could….Forget it, there's no point." She pulled her body away from me.
"What are you thinking about? Say it." She looked up at me and her eyes were shining. As if she had hope for something.
"Ellie, I love you. love you in a way I can't explain and if you're willing to give all this up, the money, the comfort and the stupid mob meetings. I'd go with you in a heartbeat." She let out a tear and rushed into my arms.
"Shit, how much I wished you'd say that." She gave me a frenzied kiss, knocking the air out of me and a few sighs. She touched my body desperately, my waist, down my hips and finally touching my thighs.
"fuck Ellie, wait. This is suicide, we have to get out of here first, then I'm all yours."
"After you, love" I grabbed her hand and we ran out of there, never to return.
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go lesbians!!!!
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femmenature · 1 year
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friends don't look at friends that way
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summary: Ellie is your best friend, but her hands and eyes don't show the same.
warning: no warning. Just Ellie being cute.
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We spent time in my room, as usual. We read books, watched movies, listened to music and relaxed in my bed.
"Hey, listen to this song, it's really cute" Ellie said as she sat next to me on the bed.
When you're smilin', when you're smilin' The whole world smiles with you
Ellie started humming the song as she smiled sideways and looked back into my eyes from time to time.
When you're laughin', when you're laughin' The sun comes shinin' through
But when you're cryin', you bring on the rain So stop that cryin', be happy again
Her eyes wandered to my lips.
"Why do you do that?" I whispered to her as we matched gazes.
"Do what, hm?" a smile escaped her as she questioned me. I shifted my gaze unable to say it. "Say it at once. I want so badly for you to say it. Give me a sign to do what I've wanted for a long time" she grabbed my face gently to make me look at her "Give me a chance, please."
"Why are you looking at me like we're more than friends. You're confusing me"
I sighed as Ellie moved closer to me. "Maybe it's because I want to be more than that" she ran one of her fingers across my lips then asked "can I?"
"Just do it already. I can't take it anymore" I pulled her closer to me and kissed her lips. Her hands ran around my waist tenderly as she smiled in the middle of the kiss.
"I can't believe it finally happened. I wanted to do that for so long. And about the song, Joel made me listen to it and I couldn't stop thinking about you. Your smile is the most beautiful smile of all, when I see it, it makes me smile too." I smiled as I caressed her "I feel so stupid when I'm with you. I know I behave normal but I get so full of nerves and my hands shake when you touch me, even if it's the most innocent caress in the world. I really want to try with you, I want you to be my everything."
"Ellie, I've been yours since the day I met you. I can't think of anyone else as my life partner, anyone but you. I love you, and I love that song, because the reason I smile is you."
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so cute.
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femmenature · 1 year
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you changed.
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summary: ellie is not the same since joel's death, revenge is the most important thing for her. Even more important than you.
warning: cursing, ellie hurting you emotionally (sorry)
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Ellie is not the same as before. She doesn't laugh anymore, she doesn't tell her stupid jokes, she doesn't talk to me about space or dinosaurs with the same enthusiasm. She's just there. She doesn't eat, she doesn't sleep, much less have physical contact with me. When she finally gets some rest she sleepily talks about Joel. She wakes up with sad eyes and stays in the bathroom for a long time. She won't let me help her in any way and I can't stand it. The straw that broke the camel's back was Tommy's visit. I know Ellie's face, he wants to go get her.
"Ellie, can you come over here for a minute?" I shouted to her from downstairs as I sat down in a chair to talk.
"I'm coming" Her slippers echoed up the stairs until she came and sat down next to me. "What happened?"
"You're going, right?"
"What are you talking about?" she looked nervous, fiddling with her fingers.
"You're going for Abby, right?"
"Just let me explain."
"You don't have to explain anything to me. It's been a while since it seems like we've even met. We're just two strangers trying to live together in a house out of obligation and I don't want this anymore."
"Strangers? Are you serious? You're my girlfriend, you're the only one I'm still standing for, don't say stupid things" she sighed angrily.
"If I were your girlfriend you would let me take care of you, cheer you up and make you understand that everything is okay. But you're just acting cold, like you're the strongest person in the world, like you're not confident enough to open up to me and I'm tired" I sobbed as I couldn't hold back my crying. "I'm just tired."
"You're tired? You know how I am knowing that Joel's killer is still out there? I can't touch you and I'm so cold to you because I look at your face and I just think I'm going to destroy you. Because I know I'm a burden and eventually you're going to realize that what I want now is revenge. Nothing more. So walk away, walk away like everyone else did, because if you don't do it first I'm going to do it."
"I'm trying to do it. You don't know how long I've been trying to get away from you. I just can't, I don't want to. Don't do this to me, we can get through this together. If I'm the reason you're still here why don't you show it?" I grabbed her hand and slowly caressed it.
"If you weren't important to me I'd let you rot with me. Do you want that? Fill you with my sadness and revenge? It's the only thing I have. I have no love to give you." Still, she grabbed my hand. "But I'm so selfish that in spite of that I don't want you to leave. I want to go get Abby and when I come back you'll still be here. Even if I don't come back."
"You're being mean to me. I give everything I have to make you well and you only give me back selfishness and insecurity. I hate you. I hate you so much it hurts because I can't really feel even a little bit of hate towards you. Just go away, go away with your stupid backpack you've been hiding behind the door from me all day, like I'm an asshole." I pushed my hand away
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." A tear runs down her cheek "I know I'm going to regret it halfway through. Because you're all I have and I love you."
"Do you really love me or am I just all you have left, Ellie?" we both connected glances but in a matter of seconds she dodged me. "Goodbye. Don't come back. I won't be waiting for you, not anymore." I went up to the room and the last thing I heard was the door closing and my heart shattering.
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SORRY, I just love to suffer a little. Also sorry for my English, it's not the best. kisses!
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femmenature · 1 year
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come back, please
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Ellie dislikes the ocean, even though they are similar in many ways. Fierce, as strong as no one or nothing. Everyone talks about their strength but no one can describe it unless you try it yourself. And even if you get beaten up so badly you want to go back, no matter what. To dive in and stay, as if nothing had happened. Because even if you don't want to, she gives you a peace of mind that only she can give you. Also when you finally get out of there, it gives you an overwhelming cold that only makes you think about going back. When you get into the ocean it drags you in so that you don't get out, I don't want to get out either. At this point I'm talking about Ellie. We have broken our relationship so many times I can't count them but I can't part with her. Every time we come back from a risky expedition we look at each other and know that we are nothing without a "we".
"What are you thinking?" she whispered as she tucked the blanket around her shoulders.
"I was just thinking about how similar you are to the ocean."
"Really? You know we're not the best of friends" she laughed as she closed her eyes for a moment.
"Maybe you're afraid of it because you're the same."
"Is that a bad thing?" she looked at me with puppy eyes.
"I love the ocean. I love you. It can't be a bad thing. I just feel trapped sometimes."
"I make you feel trapped? Because you just keep coming back to me. I don't force you."
"I know Ellie. I'm always coming back. You don't trap me, you just always look at me in that way that makes me come back no matter what. And it makes me mad. Because we can wish each other dead in a tsunami of words but when the tide calms down it starts to pull me back in without me even realizing it. Or maybe I do notice, I just don't want to admit it."
"You know you are the most important thing to me. You only need to look at me to know it. I don't look at anyone this way, I can't and I don't want to. And if I have to argue all my life with you looking at that angry face I'll gladly do it, because the most hateful thing you have as long as it's yours, to me, is the most beautiful thing I could ever appreciate in my life. I don't mind having to break up a thousand times as long as in the end we are together, as always. I love you, I love your crazy comparisons you make about me and the ocean. I love your witticisms and the laughs you get out of me every day with them. I love everything about you, you know that?" she asked me as she caressed my cheek with an inexplicable love that only she could provoke.
"I don't know how you do it. But at times I feel like we're not in an apocalypse. Not even on planet earth. I just feel like it's you and me, nowhere specific. Just you, that's enough." She came up to me with her sparkling eyes and kissed every corner of my face until she reached my lips to whisper to me how I am the most beautiful picture anyone has ever painted.
Every day I wonder if this redhead knows what she makes me feel.
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Sorry, I'm not the best in English.
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