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pairing. enzo vogrincic x reader

cw/tw. no good for tags pero está lindo!! confíen, "planificación familiar" así que bastante mención del embarazo, fluff, enzo siendo pegajoso es su propia advertencia, apodos cariñosos, age gap (enzo tiene 37!! perdón, reader 25), pronombres femeninos.

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rating. +16 ¿? solo reader y enzo siendo melosos

siempre tuvo una idea vaga acerca de cómo quería que sea su futuro, si bien la universidad/instituto no es el deseo de todos, era algo para ella y siempre sería su primera meta a lograr.

entonces cuando tenía 23 y esa meta se logró ¿qué seguía, 40 años trabajando sin descanso? no era su plan obvio. iba a trabajar y seguir aprendiendo más sobre su carrera, no quedarse en un solo trabajo por décadas, para nada. su vida no iba a ser aburrida, no veía eso para los años venideros.

entonces, uno piensa que cuando termina su carrera o lo que sea, se dedica a trabajar en ella y de paso a encontrar a la persona que quieres que te acompañe los siguientes años de tu vida.

ella lo ponía así, lo encontraba en alrededor de 2-3 años, lo conocía por 3-4 años, esperaba que cumpla con todas sus "expectativas", the bare minimum, y si lo hacía (obvio si no, no planeaba perder 4 años con él o ella), ella sabría cuándo sería la persona indicada, cumpliría con todo con lo que se supone que debes sentir y más al estar con ella, la inexplicable mezcla de paz, felicidad, comodidad y amor que ella estaba segura, se debía sentir.

¿no es por eso qué es tan importante en la vida encontrar un compañero? alguien que sabes que te ama, con o sin palabras, cuando alguien te ama, eso es algo que se siente.

creía que cuando esa persona llegaba, llegaba, solo es cosa de tiempo (aunque bueno, no había tanta paciencia de parte de la muchacha si había llegado a instalar una app de citas en algún momento).

y esa persona llegó y no la decepcionó ¿qué es mejor que eso?

enzo era la persona en la que estuvo pensando toda su vida, sin conocerlo... podía saber que era él o nadie, él sería el padre de los hijos con los que soñaba a los 17 cuando se dió cuenta que tener hijos, a pesar de lo dura que puede ser la vida, es algo que veía como meta en muchos, obvio, muchos años, que tu vida haya sido una mierda no significa que no puedes cambiar eso para tu descendencia, ¿por qué no podrías?

ahora estaba con enzo viendo un capítulo de su sitcom favorita, la que hizo a enzo empezar a ver en el momento en que las citas de estar en casa de alguno de los dos se hicieron tan frecuentes, hasta que se mudaron juntos, claro. ella voltea a verlo y el hombre al sentir su mirada no duda en ver a su compañera, ella sonríe con diversión y él no dudó en devolverle la sonrisa. voltea a seguir viendo la pantalla que tenía al frente del sillón de dos personas, enzo a su lado a unos 10 centímetros.

"¿no es un tanto machista que en estados unidos las esposas luego de casarse cambien su apellido al de sus esposos?" le dices a enzo y estiras tus brazos con pereza a su lado "quiero decir, todo apesta respecto a nuestros apellidos, sea como sea es el apellido de nuestros padres, abuelos y así, las mujeres no tienen un apellido, tú sabes a qué me refiero".

"parece que es algo en lo que siempre pensás" dice enzo con una sonrisa divertida.

"probablemente lo hago... ¿aunque sabes qué?" sonríe mirando hacia la figura de enzo, disfrutando la vista.

"¿qué, mi bebé?" acaricia el muslo ella con cariño, nada de malicia en la acción, solo amor por la persona que lo acompaña.

"no tendría problema en usar tu apellido... y eso no es muy particularmente feminista de mi parte" dice.

"no lo es, pero digamos que en primer lugar, lo haces porque suena muy bien tu nombre junto al mío, segundo, no porque me pertenezcas, aunque, me perteneces sí..." la joven lo interrumpe.

"¿no te acabas de contradecir?" alza una ceja.

ella lo hace reír bajito, se queda pensando unos segundos en su respuesta "sí, lo que quiero decir es que me perteneces, pero no como un objeto me pertenece, me perteneces de la manera en la que tu amor es mío, mía para amar, para cuidar, querer y eso. dale que me estás haciendo decir demasiadas cosas cursi y lo estoy disfrutando como no tenés idea".

ella se queda viéndolo un par de segundos y le da un rápido beso en el cachete "en algún momento después de nuestro matrimonio haremos una cita en la notaria, si es ahí donde se cambia el apellido o lo que sea, yo no séee" alarga la e al final, se ríe y apoya su cabeza en el hombro de enzo.

enzo se ríe feliz pero luego nota que la tele está en el comienzo de un nuevo episodio y le pone pausa "nos perdimos el final del capítulo por tu culpa, gracias gorda".

"de nada, esta conversación se ha vuelto más interesante que la tele" la chica se encoge de hombros. "por cierto, quiero tener una charla un tanto ¿seria...?".

enzo luce un poquito confundido pero asiente "mientras no me termines, banco cualquier charla seria, conseguir pareja a los 37 no va a ser tan fácil".

"que mentira con tremenda cara" ella voltea los ojos "la conversación está muy lejos de ser acerca de un posible rompimiento por cierto. he estado pensando y quiero esperar hasta los 30 para tener un hijo, o sea, dentro de cinco año luego de la boda. quiero disfrutar de ti y de mi profesión" suelta el comentario de manera rápida y espera la respuesta de enzo.

él la escucha atentamente y asiente "bien gorda, yo hago lo que vos quieras, depende totalmente de vos, en serio" la mira con cariño, con el mismo o mayor cariño desde que cayó en cuenta que ella es la mujer de su vida.

"gracias, en serio".

"decime que la próxima semana querés estar embarazada, dejas de usar el anticonceptivo y empezamos con la creación de ese nene mañana mismo".

ella tapa su cara con sus manos "no me estás ayudando, no lo digas así que te vienes con todos mis planes abajo, enzo"

"tendrás que esperar los años que mencionaste" ahora él se encoge de hombros con una pequeña sonrisa "fuera de joda, es tu cuerpo y tu decisión al fin y al cabo, respeto tus tiempos" tomó su mano suavemente y la acarició

ella sabía que si bien los hijos están en sus planes, si cambiaba de parecer en cualquier momento, como él se lo había dicho en una conversación parecida en el pasado.

él solo le iba a dar una cálida sonrisa y le diría "vos sos el sueño, los hijos vienen después, si vienen".

“bien… entonces… también tenía una pregunta para ti, ¿cuántos hijos querés tener?” enzo le pregunta mirándola fijamente.

“¿no te asustas si te digo que tres?”

“tres es un buen número” se hace como si la pensara y asiente lentamente, con la sonrisa que tiene reservada solo para ella. “tres está bien”.

“sí, me gusta este plan”.

“ojalá después del parto sigas con la idea de tres nenes” dice con diversión.

“¡cállate! obviamente he sobre pensado respecto a eso, si el parto y el postparto son tan terribles te conformarás con solo uno, lo siento” ella dice.

¿sería un parto natural o una cesárea? ¿cuál es peor? porque no hay opción buena o mejor si se trata de ese tema, solo dolor y más dolor, ella suspira “es terrible eso, me preocuparé una noche antes de dar a luz, cuando sea que sea”.

él asiente “aún falta bastante tiempo, ¿no? tranquila” comenta y mira detenidamente sus labios “¿un beso es algo a lo que le dirías que sí ahora?”

“¿cuándo he dicho que no?” dice y sigue su mirada notando su detenimiento en los labios de ella.

“pues…” hace el ademán de querer contestar pero vuelve rápidamente su atención a ella y la clara intención de empezar un beso

ella es quien da inicio a la unión de sus bocas y sonríe, bastante inmersa en el momento, ellos dos compartiendo un momento de paz e inmensurable cariño, mantienen el beso por lo que parece más de dos minutos.

enzo rompe el beso delicadamente, le dedicó una mirada con tanto amor que la muchacha podría jurar que es capaz de verlo en el aire, si de alguna manera eso es posible.

“gorda, sé que acabas de decir que tendremos un nene aún dentro de cinco años pero qué pasa sí ahora es lo único en lo que estoy pensando” él cierra los ojos y deja salir un largo suspiro.

"¿qué está pasando por tu cabeza ahora mismo?" cuestiona y se apoya una vez más en el hombro de enzo.

"pensé que ya era como un libro abierto para vos" dice con una pequeña risa.

"lo eres, pero prefiero que sueltes cada pequeño detalle de lo que está ocurriendo en tu mente"

"pues..." él sonríe cálidamente. "si es una nena se llamaría elena"

"¿y sí es un nene?"

"quiero que sea una nena"

ella ríe bajito "no depende de nosotros" se detiene por unos segundos y luego continúa "bueno, de hecho depende de ti, el espermatozoide determina el sexo" dice y lo mira divertida.

"bueno che, tenés razón y como no quiero dejar tu pregunta al aire... si es un nene se llamaría... esteban"

"ambos nombres empiezan con e" menciona la muchacha un poco sorprendida. "me gustan me gustan, haríamos una ruleta con mis opciones también, para que sea justo".

él asiente ameno "me parece razonable"

"soy la voz de lo razonable"

"claro que lo sos"

"¿qué más pasó por tu cabeza?" aprieta la mano de enzo esperando su respuesta.

"que serías la mamá más linda que ha existido alguna vez, demasiado tierna" comparte con una gran sonrisa.

"haría una sesión de fotos, tendrás muchas de ellas".

"¿te digo ese cumplido y pensás en una sesión de fotos?" alza una ceja con diversión.

ella le deja un pico en el hombro en el que todo ese rato se mantuvo apoyada "sí, yo sé que seré la mamá más bella, voy a dejar sin laburo a todas las modelos de maternidad" dice inventándose eso último, no sabe si existen esas modelos, seguro sí piensa ella.

"no lo dudo, amor" piensa unos segundos su siguiente comentario “de verdad que quiero ser el padre de tus nenes”.

siente sus mejillas calentarse “y lo serás” dice “serás un dilf” finaliza.

él hace una mueca y ríe “por favor gorda, no me hagas recordar que empezarán a decirme así” sostiene el rostro de ella en sus manos. “me encantás” empieza un beso en el que ambos se pierden por unos minutos, dejando la conversación un poco de lado. solo es cortado unos segundos por enzo para decir “te haré una linda mami”. vuelve al beso y acaricia los costados de ella.

ambos sonríen dentro del beso y al cabo de unos minutos se separan “me harás una linda mami”.

“aunque no es muy motivador de tu parte hacerme esperar 5 años" dice él y ambos comparten un par de risas.

ella se encoge de hombros “tendrás que esperar.”

writer's note: como mi beta dijo, y cito: i would, too, change my last name to vogrincic

esta es la primera vez que escribo 💀 así que cualquier tipo de crítica constructiva es súuuper bienvenida, háganme saber si les gustó o si quieren segunda parte, por cierto ¡mis asks están abiertas!

#enzo vogrincic #enzo vogrincic x reader #enzo vogrincic fluff

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cuarzorosita · 3 months

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amo como escribess, te puedo pedir un one shot también medio doméstico pero de enzo y su hijo? donde su esposa espera otro bebé 😭😭😭

por favorr y amo tu one shot lo leo cada cinco minutos 💘💘💘💘

💐 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ UN RECUERDO . . . enzo vogrincic

♫ play beautiful boy by john lennon

⠀⠀⠀𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . pairing : enzo vogrincic x fem!reader.

⠀⠀⠀𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . warning(s) : enzo siendo un poco ⠀⠀⠀sobreprotector, embarazo, mucho fluff.

⠀⠀⠀𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . summary : dejar un recuerdo familiar es ⠀⠀⠀todo lo que necesitas para llenar el corazón de tu ⠀⠀⠀esposo.

⠀⠀⠀𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . emi's note : muchas gracias mi niñaa, me ⠀⠀⠀alegro mucho que te haya gustado y espero este ⠀⠀⠀también. esta es la referencia que use para que se ⠀⠀⠀hagan una idea del cuadrito y dios mio enzo papá ⠀⠀⠀me mata. gracias por el apoyo <3.

sonreíste cuando escuchaste la puerta de entrada abrirse y los pasos apresurados de su hijo.

enzo había ido a comprar un pequeño lienzo junto a su hijo, y tú, que no podías hacer mucho esfuerzo, te quedaste en casa.

habían escogido los colores desde antes, buscando tres de ellos que combinaran perfectamente, los habías ordenado ya en la mesa a la espera de los dos hombres.

¿y para que lo querían? pues bien, habías visto una tonelada de vídeos donde los padres con sus hijos marcaban sus manos en un cuadro, dejándolo como un recuerdo.

y no pudiste evitar querer lo mismo.

así que se lo contaste a enzo, tu esposo, que ante tu emoción y ojos estrellados, claramente no iba a decir que no.

"llegamos, chiquita" escuchaste a enzo antes de ver su figura atravesar el pasillo hasta la sala.

"¡mami!" eloy, tu hijo, apareció detrás de su padre, saltando al sillón donde estabas. reíste levemente cuando viste los ojos de enzo abrirse por la preocupación.

"ten cuidado, hijo" le dijo, acercándose y arrodillandose frente a ti. su mano cálida acarició tu vientre abultado con una sonrisa.

"¿y vos?, ¿te portaste bien?" acercó sus labios hasta tu vientre; dejaste un beso en la cabeza de tu hijo cuando este la apoyo en tu hombro y acariciaste el pelo de enzo.

"siempre se porta bien" respondiste por tú bebé por obvias razones, enzo subió sus ojos hasta tu rostro, observandote con una sonrisa.

"me alegro mucho, mi gordita" sus dos manos viajaron a los costados de tu vientre, acariciandolo mientras seguía dejando besos.

por mucho que amabas las caricias de enzo, tenías muchas ganas de hacer el cuadro, así que te estiraste con la intención de ponerte de pie. enzo bufó, demasiado concentrado en darle besos a su bebé.

"dale, gordita. déjame ayudarte" se puso de pie rápidamente, tomando una de tus manos y poniendo la suya en tu espalda baja.

te reíste de lo preocupado que era enzo en tu embarazo. no te sorprendió, el era exactamente igual en tu primer embarazo.

siempre queriendo cuidarte de lo más insignificante para ti, pero para él, todo era un peligro. no podía arriesgarse a que algo les pasará.

después de todo, eran su familia.

su hogar.

entrelazaste tus dedos con los de enzo y con los de eloy, caminando hacía la mesa donde anteriormente ya habías ordenado todo.

enzo frunció levemente su ceño cuando vio las cosas ordenadas "gorda, no tenías que ordenarlo todo" te dijo al oído, dejando un beso en el costado de tu cabeza.

sonreíste "pero quería hacer algo también" enzo asintió resignado.

te entrego el lienzo que le habías pedido. uno pequeño pero lo suficientemente grande para que sus manos entraran.

"muchas gracias, amor" con tu mano unida, lo atrajiste hasta ti, besándolo suavemente.

sentiste como enzo sonreía en medio del beso, llevo su mano hacía tu cintura, donde acarició y apretó suavemente.

no podía evitar tener sus manos fuera de tu cuerpo cuando, sobretodo ahora, que estabas embarazada. la idea de que tenías a su hijo dentro, cuidándolo y protegiéndolo hacía que sus ojos se llenaran de lágrimas.

"¡wakala!" escuchaste a tu hijo gritar y no pudiste evitar reírte justo en la boca de enzo, que de igual manera se reía.

"boe, cuando vos tengas novia no vas a decir lo mismo" lo señaló con su dedo, mostrando sus blancos dientes cuando su hijo negó con la cabeza.

"mentira" respondió eloy cruzándose de brazos. mientras enzo discutía con un niño de 4 años, te encargaste de desenvolver el lienzo, tiraste el plástico a la basura y te giraste a los dos vogrincic.

"dejen de discutir, bobos" llamaste su atención "vengan" enzo tomo a su hijo entre sus brazos, dejándolo sentado con cuidado sobre la mesa.

su brazo se posó en tu cintura mientras él se deslizaba a tu lado. dejo descansar su cabeza en tu hombro, haciendo un camino de besos hasta tu mejilla.

río levemente cuando observó tus movimientos nerviosos por sus besos. llevaban más de 10 años juntos y aún lograba ponerte nerviosa.

era su simple presencia la que te hacía tener una respiración acelerada.

le pegaste un codazo leve en el estómago, logrando llenar el pincel con pintura "vení, elo" tu hijo se acercó lo suficiente a ti, dejando su pequeña mano sobre tu palma.

deslizaste el pincel sobre su manito y sonreíste cuando lo escuchaste reír.

"me da cosquillas, mami" dijo el niño, dejando que guiaras su mano hasta el centro del lienzo.

su pequeña mano quedo pintada, destacando sobre el blanco del fondo. sentiste a enzo ajustarse a tu alrededor, sonriendo ante la marca.

la manito era tan pequeña, que te entristeció pensar que algún día dejaría de ser así.

un beso reconfortante llego a tu mejilla, al igual que las caricias en tu cintura. enzo entendía que a veces las hormonas golpeaban tus sentimientos más sensibles.

"¡te toca, mami!" sonrió eloy. enzo tomo el pincel de entre tus dedos y lo sumergió en el agua, buscando quitarle el color anterior.

lo saco y secó, colocándole el color que tu habías elegido; con la mano que tenía en tu cintura, tomo tu mano delicadamente, llevándola hasta sus labios antes de pasar el pincel desde la punta de tus dedos hasta la palma.

trazó tu mano con agilidad como si fuera un pintor, pero con delicadeza como si te fueras a romper.

cuando terminó, dejaste caer tu mano sobre la marca que la mano de tu hijo había dejado, haciendo presión para que quedara completamente marcada.

la quitaste, apreciando como la marca había quedado justo con la mano de tu hijo en medio, completando tu mano.

"es precioso" enzo juro casi derretirse en tu hombro ante la imagen.

eran las manos de aquellos que más amaba. las manos que se deslizaban por su cabello en las noches o por su rostro cuando querías un beso.

las manos que se estiraban hacía él para ser tomado en brazos o para envolverse en su cuello en busca de un abrazo.

enzo había formado un sentimiento de amor tan profundo y desorbitante por ti, por tu hijo, que podía dar su vida por la de ustedes.

y por último, fue el turno de la suya.

repetiste el proceso de limpiarla y llenarla de pintura, lo pasaste por su mano y la acomodaste para que quedara perfectamente centrada.

dejo caer su mano en el lienzo, haciendo la misma presión para que no sea su mano la que arruinará el lienzo.

cuando la quito, el recuerdo estaba terminado.

su mano era mucho más grande que la tuya o que la de tu hijo, pero parecía que las tres encajaban como piezas de rompecabezas.

una mano sobre la otra, sellando un vínculo como lo es la familia.

"me encanta" susurraste, acercando a tu hijo en un abrazo. enzo no tardó en envolver sus brazos alrededor de los dos.

bueno, tres.

los mecio de lado a lado, sintiendo un sentimiento de protección en su pecho. es aquí donde él pertenece. en ningún otro lugar más que con ustedes en sus brazos.

"te amo, gordita, mucho" susurró en tu oído.

#cuarzorosita 𐙚 one shot #cuarzorosita 𐙚 enzo vogrincic #enzo vogrincic x reader #enzo vogrincic #enzo vogrincic x you #enzo vogrincic fluff #enzo vogrincic fanfic #enzo vogrincic one shot #la sociedad de la nieve #the snow society

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this fucking sucks. they couldn't let me have my kid on the island, they couldn't let me have morning crew in purgatory. this is hell this is actual hell i can't even have pac because his team made him kill me. this fucking hurts fuck this gay earth

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king i hate to tell you this but you posted this on your main insted of your secret side vent blog that no one but me and phil have ever been able to find 👍 thuoght i should let yuo know

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IF YOU NOTICED THEN WHY DID YOU FUCKING REBLOG IT INSTEAD OF MESSAGING ME

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WHY ARE YOU STILL REBLOGGING IT INSTEAD OF DELETING IT KING

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fit are you okay??? i'm sorry i was telling them not to kill you :( do you want to meet up and talk???

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I'M DEACTIVATING

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IT'S SO JOEVER 💀

#qsmp #fake tumblr posts my beloved <3 #fake qsmp tumblr posts...... purgatory edition #i was bored and i thought this would b fun 2 do so i did it :3 #i put most of it under a read more link so it's not like. clogging up the dash

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f4iryd1mple · 9 months

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Alright yall its time for peaky blinders sex headcanons 😟 18+ mdni!

Pls forgive me if this is bad im new at this😭

(Mi numero uno esposo🫦) tommy: -mating press kinda guy (yall saw him fuck grace)

-kinda vanilla ngl but he has a complex and has a praise kink (both ways)

-doesn’t necessarily LOVE doing it with silence in the background but he likes the sounds you make enough to tolerate silence

-this man would kill to have you cockwarm him during meetings (bot family meetings normal ones lol)

-loves head both ways

-69

-kind of an exhibitionist but like to show off that he scored the hot sexy desired amongst all in Birmingham y/n 🤭

-gives hella hickeys

(Mi numero dos esposo pero lo amo tanto <3) JOHN SHELBYYY

[btw if my spanish is ass tell me its been way to long for me]

-BREEDING KINK!!!

-loves the mating press for this reason

-loves the idea of you carrying his child

-fingers you to the end of the earth its

-unless he’s like suuuppppppeeeerrr horny he will try to make you cum on his fingers at least once

-didnt know he liked eating people out until he met you

-i saw this corn video earlier and he fingered the girl and ate her out then did a mating press so that reminded me oh John

-cuddles are mandatory after unless it gets interrupted he enjoys a few minutes of the nonsexual intimacy of cuddles

-gets horny from you in general

Last but not least ARTHUUURRRR SHEEELLLBBBYYYY

-rough fucking is the only fucking with this man

-its just his nature he tries to be gentle but fails

-loves watching you gasp when he fucks you

-above average dick size so its easy to make you scream for him

-this man knows where the clit is🗣️

-he may seen like he wouldnt know on the outside at times but he loves pussy

PLSSS give me some ideas! I do most fandoms

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sunkingwrites · 1 year

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kas~ everyone is bullying monoma today and I think i’m gonna join in, that counts as bullying you, right~?

so about my thigh-headlock post yesterday: sparring with monoma and you get him on the ground, thighs around his head as he gasps out of breath, embarrassment creeping up to him but not because he lost, but because of the current position that’s holding him in place. he can feel not only the heat from his ever-growing red face, but the warmth from the thighs as well. uwahhhhh thigh headlocks are definitely something you two should try more, no? he can’t even get a lighthearted insult out to you anymore, and it looks like you’ve gotten a bratty boy all flustered <3

“good job, but looks like you’re all red now~“

ahhhh I wanna write this into a full fic now- but studying must continue </3

that’s all my monoma thoughts for today… maybe- but it’s getting late so good night sweetheart <333

OKAY WAIT AAAAHHHHH I FORGOT YOU SENT THIS ASK IN I'M SORRY I'M SORRYYY- i typed out like- half a response then saved it to my drafts where it got burriieedd :')

ytaguhgahjscvghjasd i- ollliiieeee have mErCY

you know i have sUCH a big thing for thighs-

I'm gunna be whining about this forever- aaaahhhhhhhhh

When you finally pin him to the ground, it takes him a while to realize what's happening. After all, you just knocked the damn wind out of him.

Pretty eyelashes flutter and Monoma's surroundings begin coming back to him. He slowly takes in the way your thighs are encasing his head. The shell they provide around his ears is warm through the breathable material of your training sweats.

Craning his neck proves to be a fruitless endeavor when your thighs only tighten around his head, "You're not getting away from me that easily, Neito." His mouth opens, trying to come up with a witty retort, but instead- nothing.

The look you give him doesn't help. He can already feel his ears burning, hears his heart beating in his ears like a marching band on the day of a parade.

"um.." With a dry throat and sweaty palms Monoma flattens his hands against the gym floor. He's not going to kneed his fingers into the warm skin of your thighs. He's going to stop thinking about how firm your thighs are against the sides of his head.

He thinks about getting lost in your skin forever, pulled into unconsciousness from a lack of air and never resurfacing.

You jostle him from his fantasies. You're laughing at him, at his hooded eyelids, at the loudness of his breathing, at the collective heat from between your legs and his entire face.

"You're so red, Neito. I'll try to be worse at kicking your ass next time, yeah?"

#sunkingchats #ollie <3 #my esposo <3 #olive boy <3 #monoma <3 #sunkingwrites #i might come back to this later but my brain is going haayyywwiiree from the amount of things i'm switching between rn :D #monoma x reader #bnha x reader

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sturniolos-blog · 26 days

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can u please do really heavy angst with dad!matt? but with a happy ending ofc

Shot - Matt Sturniolo x Y/n oneshot

warnings - blood, shooting, swearing, violence, guns, angst, death, mid ending

disclaimer: first and 3rd person PoV

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2:55pm

Ding

I looked away from my computer as i heard my text chime come from my phone.

Picking up my phone i read the text.

Esposo ❤️

can’t wait for you to get out of work baby

i love you

I smiled to myself before responding.

Esposo ❤️

can’t wait for you to get out of work baby

i love you

i love you too matt 💗

2:57pm

I responded before shutting off my phone.

Three more minutes Y/n. Three more then you get to go home to your husband and kids.

Y/n finished typing her article as the clock went from 2:59 to 3:00.

She was done for the day.

Picking up her stuff with her phone in her jean pocket, locking her office door and starting to walk down the hallway.

“Goodbye, Y/n. See you tomorrow!” The receptionist, katie said.

“Bye, katie. See you tomorrow.” I said, smiling at her.

I see my bestfriend Josie come out of the staff room with a coffee, I let out a laugh. “Aren’t you supposed to be getting off work now?” I asked her as she took a sip of her coffee.

“Yo soy, pero el jefe quiéreme stay longer.” She told me.

yo soy, pero el jefe quiéreme: i am, but the boss wants me to…

I shook my head, our boss didn’t particularly like us, it’s either because we were of a different race or because he didn’t like woman. Whatever the reason, it sucks, and he treats us differently, the only reason he keeps us is because we are too good at our job to be let go, and the only reason we put up with it is cause the moneys good.

“Cabrón, el es loco, dios mío.” I scoffed.

cabrón, el es loco, dios mío: bastard, he is crazy, my god

She put her hand on mine, basically telling me she wasn’t bothered by it. “Okay, enough about la chupacabra, we still on for Saturday?” She asked.

la chupacabra: weird animal type thing (search it up to get a better understanding)

I nodded, “Yes, Matt has the kids and no work, so we get the night off.” I told her.

She nodded, “Should we invite Chris? Maybe he needs some-”

I laughed, “Josie, stop obsessing over him! You’re crazy!” I said, starting to walk away again.

She followed me, “He’s hot, y/n!”

“Josie, you realize that if you call Chris hot you’re calling my husband hot because they’re triplets!” I said, taking a left into the hallway that had the elevator at the end of it.

Josie stopped for a second, “Oh my god, that’s disgusting.” She fake gagged.

I let out a laugh and pushed her shoulder, “Bye, weirdo. Love you.”

Josie laughed, “Love you too.” Before walking away back to where we had just came from.

I pressed the button for the elevator, waiting patiently.

Ding

My phone chimed again.

I went to check before i heard a BANG.

I jumped at how loud it was.

It was silent before i heard screaming, my coworkers were screaming.

Along with the screaming, i heard crying, my friends from work begging not to die.

Before i heard two more shots.

I was frozen, stuck in place as i heard footsteps coming around the corner, the same corner i just came from.

The elevator door wasn’t opening, so i decided to take a right and run down the hallway.

I knew there must’ve been a shooter, and he or she was right where my office was.

As i run i open a random office door, locking it and shutting the blinds, before i here a cough.

I look down and see Josie covered in blood, and a shot to her abdomen.

I almost let out a scream, but remembering the circumstances i didn’t, i let out a sob.

“Josie?” I sobbed, falling on my knees next to her.

“Y/n..” She breathed out, her holding her wound.

I pulled out my phone, calling 911.

“911, what’s your emergency?” An operator asked, female operator.

I let out a sob as Josie began to struggle to breathe.

“Y/n, s-shh..” She croaked out, putting her hand on my wrist for me to be quiet.

“T-there’s a shooting- the los angeles news office p-please come quick.” I cried.

“Okay, ma’m. Do you have any idea who the shooter is?” The operator asked.

I let out another sob, “N-no!” I said, maybe a little too loud.

Josie let out a cough, one that gathered a lot of blood to spit up on her chest. “Y/n, be quiet or you’re going to get hurt.” Josie said, squeezing my wrist slightly, not hurting me though.

“Alright. Help is on the way, i’d like you to stay on the line with me. Can you do that for me?” The nice lady asked me.

“M-mhm.” Y/n says, her hands shaking as she held the phone, her eyes locked on her bestfriend that was probably on her last breaths.

“Josie- j-josie! Keep your eyes open, p-please don’t die- this can’t happen you can’t die, i- i can’t! Come on, y-you’re my best friend, w-we’re supposed to get really rich and move far a-away together with my family, a-and matt’s gonna have to deal with having you around all the time because i love you. We are supposed to get out of this office, josie, together!” I sobbed as i held her in my arms.

“Ma’m, it’s best to stay quiet, you would not like to let the shooter know where you are.” The 911 operator butted in, i let out a quick mhm.

Josie smiled at me, “We will make it out of here, y/n. Don’t be so dramatic.” She tried to convince me.

I almost let out a laugh but another cry fell out of my mouth, “I can’t lose you, i can’t.”

Josie let out another cough, “I’m getting kind of tired, i think-”

I shook my head, “Josie, no, please, no no, Josie, no!” I held her to my chest as her eyes started to close.

“I love you, Y/n. Tell Ella and Mailo- and even Matt i love them too. You guys were a real family to me.” She said, letting out a few more coughs, before her body went still.

Y/n let out a blood curdling scream, the scream was loud enough for the police that were swarming outside to hear it, the scream was so loud she was going to be next.

“No- Josie, this isn’t funny, wake up, Jose. Come on! Fuck, please! Fucking wake up! We have plans on saturday! Josie please! Come on, i love you!” I shook her body but she didn’t wake up.

I heard sirens and the 911 operator in my ear, “Ma’m? What’s going on? Are you near the shooter?”

I let out multiple sobs, “M-my bestfriend! She’s dead! S-she’s- she’s dead!” Y/n sobbed, hugging her bestfriends body.

“Im so sorry, Y/n.” I heard the operator say before there was a bunch of commotion outside the office i was in, i heard the cops and a couple more shots.

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3:24pm

Y/n was brought outside with a police officer that rubbed her back, bringing her to an ambulance.

Y/n was still, silent.

Death was weird, it’s like one minute you’re making plans with somebody and the next minute that somebody is dead. Isn’t it weird?

Well to Y/n it was.

Right now she didn’t know what to feel, happy she’s alive to go home to her husband and kids? Or heartbroken that the person who understood her the most was taken away from her, in her own arms.

“Whats your name, hon’?” Asked a EMT, pulling Y/n out of her thoughts.

“Y/n Sturniolo.” She croaked out, her throat scratchy from her crying.

The EMT nodded, offering a soft smile, “Okay.. I need someone we can contact, someone who can pick you up?”

Y/n rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands, “My husband is taking care of my kids i don’t want them to see me like this.” Y/n said, swallowing harshly as she pointed out that she was covered in blood, not that it was hers but she’d never want her kids to see her like that, that vulnerable.

The EMT nodded, “Well, Y/n, it appears that you’re still recovering from shock, so why don’t we give your husband a call, is that okay?” The EMT pushed.

Y/n’s ears started ringing, “I just- i need to go home, i’m so tired.” She whispered out.

The EMT placed a hand on her shoulder, “Let us call your husband.” The EMT whispered with a whole lot of care in her voice, taking in and acknowledging Y/n’s state.

Y/n looked up at the EMT, giving a slight nod before pulling her phone out and dialing Matt before giving the EMT her phone.

The EMT muttered a ‘thank you’ and turned her back towards Y/n when Matt had answered the phone.

“Hi, is this Matt sturniolo?”

“Okay, great. My name is Abby gibbons I am an EMT for the Los Angeles hospital, I’m afraid to tell you that there has been a shooting in your wife’s place of work-”

“Mr.Sturniolo, your wife is okay…”

That’s when the EMT’s voice drifted off, Y/n closed her eyes, her head leaning on the side of the ambulance truck.

Falling asleep.

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3:47pm

Matt rushed out of his car, walking towards where all the commotion was.

He looks around before spotting Y/n sitting on the back of an ambulance with her eyes closed as her head was leaned on the side of the truck, an EMT standing with a clip board.

Matt rushed over there.

“Sorry, there was so much traffic and i had to drop the kids off-” Matt’s breathing is quick and rapid, “Sorry, i don’t-” Matt shook his head as he placed his hand on his chest.

Y/n rubbed her eyes as she started to wake up.

Matt had tears down his face.

“Y/n is okay and free to go home, she is dehydrated so i recommend giving her lots of water.” The EMT told Matt.

Matt nodded and went to give Y/n a hug, Y/n didn’t hug back which was weird but Matt didn’t say anything.

“There’s blood- why are you covered in it?” Matt said as he pulled away from the hug.

Y/n shrugged, “It’s not mine.” She said as she got up, scratching her head.

Matt quirked his eyebrows, “Then who-?”

“It’s Josies, she died.” Y/n cut Matt off as she pulled out her phone, starting to go on it as Matt’s face dropped.

Matt let a few more tears drop down his cheek before he wiped them away, knowing Y/n should be hurting, should be crying, should be showing some sort of emotion but she's not.

"I'm so tired, Matt. Can we go home, please?" Y/n asked as she stood up.

Matt nodded as he grabbed her arm to help her, "We can go."

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4:28pm

They both walked in the house, Matt keeping his hand on the small of her back.

"I can run you a bath, sweetheart." Matt said as Y/n rubbed her forehead, she wasn't in a good state of mind.

Y/n looked towards Matt, nodding, "Okay, that sounds nice. I'm just gonna call Josie, we have plans on Saturday. You're still gonna babysit the kids then, right?"

Matt lets out a sigh, flashing a smile, "Yeah, i got them." Matt reassured, making Y/n smile and pull out her phone, dialing Josie's number.

Y/n stands there, picking at her nails, waiting for Josie to pick up, but as expected she didn't.

Y/n let out a 'huh', shrugging before she put her phone down on the coffee table, "She didn't answer.." Y/n says, her face curious as to why her bestfriend didn't answer her.

Matt bit his lip, trying not to cry at his wife's lost state. "She might be busy, n/n. Maybe you should get in the bath and she'll call you back later?" Matt suggests, putting his hand on her shoulder.

Y/n nods, "Okay."

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"Arms up.." Matt muttered, Y/n doing as he said while he pulled her shirt off her body.

He put the shirt in the bathroom sink before turning back to Y/n, reaching behind her back and unclipping her bra, throwing it alpng with her shirt.

His hands made their way to her pants, unbuttoning the jeans and pulling them down, along with her underwear. "Step." He mumbled as Y/n held onto his shoulders, letting out a giggle as she stepped out of her clothes, now ready to get into the bath.

Y/n got in the bath sinking into the water. Matt watched as she did this, she was peaceful and unbothered.

"I'm gonna go put your clothes in the wash, i'll be right back, sweetgirl." He said softly, leaning down and kissing her head before he walked out of the bathroom.

That's when Y/n closed her eyes, she knew matt was acting different, but after she took a short nap when she was sitting in the ambulance she couldn't remember what had happened just 15 minutes prior.

Ambulance..? Why was she sitting in the back of the ambulance? Y/n thought, her eyebrows furrowing as she tried to remember. Y/n then took a breath, hugging her knees to her chest before closing her eyes.

As i run i open a random office door, locking it and shutting the blinds, before i here a cough.

I look down and see Josie covered in blood, and a shot to her abdomen.

Y/n shook her head and rubbed her eyes at the memory. Closing her eyes even tighter.

“Y/n, s-shh..” She croaked out, putting her hand on my wrist for me to be quiet.

Y/n started to remember everything now.

Josie let out another cough, “I’m getting kind of tired, i think-”

I shook my head, “Josie, no, please, no no, Josie, no!” I held her to my chest as her eyes started to close.

Y/n let out a blood curdling scream...

“No- Josie, this isn’t funny, wake up, Jose. Come on! Fuck, please! Fucking wake up! We have plans on saturday! Josie please! Come on, i love you!” I shook her body but she didn’t wake up.

I let out multiple sobs, “M-my bestfriend! She’s dead! S-she’s- she’s dead!” Y/n sobbed, hugging her bestfriends body.

“Im so sorry, Y/n.” I heard the operator say.

Y/n was now crying, her face buried in her hands as she let out gut-wrenching cries, her whole body shaking.

Matt ran back into the bathroom as he heard her cries from downstairs.

He kneeled next to the bathtub, putting his hand on her wet back. "What's going on, baby? Are you hurt? Are y-"

Y/n cut him off, "She's dead, Matt! She's gone! A-and I couldn't save her, I couldn't do it!" Y/n cried out, her breaths fast and heavy.

Matt bit his lip and shook his head, "It's not your f-fault, Y/n. It's not, sweetheart, it's not." Matt held her close to his body, kissing her head as she sobbed into his chest, letting it all out.

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6:32pm

Y/n was currently sitting at her vanity, looking into the mirror as Matt brushed her wet hair.

She was emotionless, eyes puffy and red from crying.

Matt kissed the side of her head, "How are you doing, love?" He asked softly.

She responded with a shrug, making Matt nod and continue to brush her hair.

As he finished brushing her hair he placed the brush down on the vanity, letting out a sigh as he turned her chair around to face him.

Matt looked down at her as she made eye contact with him. "Y/n, you have every right to feel what you're feeling. It's going to be hard the next couple months, years whatever it won't stop getting hard, but i need you to promise me, that you'll be okay.." Matt said, making Y/n look down.

He grabbed her face softly with his hand, making her look back up at him. "Y/n promise me you will be okay, a-and you won't do anything stupid. Please, baby, please." He begged.

Y/n nodded, "Eventually..i'll be okay."

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How are we feeling guys ?

My heart hurts

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hugejk · 4 months

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Reader coming to his game and pablo just loves it so much. In an interview he talks about that she is there and etc.

not gonna proofread bc i’m extremely high rn

also this lil blurb is gonna take place in pre-season 🙈

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It was a sunny day in los angeles, the local stadium was packed with people. Sitting near the pitch with your friends, you were sipping on a mix of lemonade and sweet tea. After a while of talking the barcelona players came out. Checking your phone you realized that it was almost kick-off.

you must’ve been talking so much that you didn’t realize the text your boyfriend sent before the match started.

esposo🤍:

heading out now 😊🫶🏽

you looked up to see the players warming up, seeing pablo talking with one of his teammates while stretching. You couldn’t help but think about how much you loved him. Often you guys would refer to each other was husband and wife. You knew pablo for most of your teenage years, but got with him 3 years ago.

The first half of the game was looking tough, as the other team scored. But you knew barca would come back. As you waited for second half to start you decided to check your phone as you haven’t checked it since kick off. Nothing was very new, a few notifications from some useless app.

As second half started, you were only focused on your boyfriend, trying to follow him with your eyes whenever possible.

*little timeskip*

as the match came to an end, barca was able to tie the game. It was the first match of the preseason, so there were interviewers everywhere, talking to the players about the upcoming season. You were waiting on pablo to finish up his interview so you could talk to him.

*time skip again bc i’m lazy*

as you entered your shared home with pablo, you heading to the kitchen as you haven’t ate in hours, pablo heading for the shower. You made a bowl of cereal as it was the easiest and quickest option. Pulling your phone out and seeing all the texts from your friends about pablo’s interview.

the chipettes 🐿️❤️:

f/n: y/n did you see pablo’s interview yet? 🥹

f/n2: you need to look at it right now!!! 😭🫶🏽

confused, you opened twitter knowing you could easily find it on there. after a while of scrolling you found it on some fan account.

“gavi, did you have any support from anyone out here today? Like family, friends, maybe a girlfriend?”

“i had alot of support out here today, my family, friends, the fans, but nothing compares to my girlfriends support here today.”

you blushed a bit listening to the interview, you and pablo didn’t really announce anything about you guys. He didn’t want to put all that stress on you especially with some of those fangirls. The fans knew he was possibly dating someone, but never really knew.

“Wow pablo gavi has a girlfriend? Who is the special woman?”

“i’ve had a girlfriend for a while but never confirmed it, but she’s like my other half, she just gets me and always makes me happy” pablo said with a slight smile on his face.

“what is your favorite thing about her?”

“my favorite thing? hard to say…my favorite thing about her is probably how she is just so happy all the time. I get mad easily i think everyone knows that, but she can just calm me down so easily. Like fire and water”

Hearing him say these words about you just made you feel like the most luckiest girl on the world.

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A/N: srry this was so short and like kinda dry 😭 currently trying to write more but it’s a lil hard 💔👎

#pablo gavi #pablo gavi imagines #gavi #pablo gavi fanfic #pg6 #fc barcelona #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi x you #pablo gavi blurb

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