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piamastea · 8 months
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Well look who’s invited to the Carne Asada..
Barbie pls be real, you’d love the rice, carne asada, guacamole and tortillas PLSSSS
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ref used^^
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juanarc-thethird · 2 years
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Thank you guys!!!
I just realized I have over 1,000 followers!! That's a lot of people.
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Thank you all very much for following me. I didn't think it would hit 1,000 so soon. I mean, I had to start over with a new account. But I'm glad I decided to start again. I will keep striving to bring you more content for you to enjoy.
Once again, thank you very much, and now a little dance to celebrate.
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If The Sandlot had taken place in El Paso, this would be the soundtrack..
A playlist made for carne asadas by the pool and cruising on a Sunday afternoon
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yuoic · 1 year
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wi11owcows · 2 years
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I miss living in a farmhouse💔
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Thinking about Baby daddy!Miguel O’Hara who had the largest smirk on his face when he watched your new boy toy and you leave the pool party, already knowing the awkward tension between you both will only escalate once you're both alone.
Baby daddy!Miguel who purposely goes out of his way to start dropping you a bagel and coffee at your place of work when it’s your weeks with gabi, saying it was on the way to work and how he remembered how you once made an offhand comment about how you never have time for breakfast before dropping off your daughter at school or at summer soccer camp before going to work.
Baby daddy!Miguel started to call you your nickname he had given you during college. First time dropping it casually during a swap, trying to garner your reaction, which was nothing more than a small laugh and a curious head tilt.
Baby daddy!Miguel who (after a few beers with Peter) finally realizes why he’s been oddly territorial over you as of recently. Before a new guy entered the picture, it was as if you two never stopped being together, sure there weren’t any kissing or hand holding, but when it was just you three, it felt like being a part of the family you were a part of pre-splitting up. You and Miguel weren’t like his parents, there was no toxicity or bad blood between you both, just two people who grew apart.
And now, he was drunk, crying on Peter’s shoulder while his friend rubbed his back to soothe him, coming to the realization that he’ll always love you. Because you’ve never given him a reason not to.
Baby daddy!Miguel who is now on your doorstep after dropping your daughter off at soccer camp. A bouquet of flowers hiding behind his back, wearing a white button up, with the sleeves rolled up and a pair of black slacks and dress shoes. Taking a shaky breath before knocking, feeling dejau hit him, catching himself in the same position 12 years ago when he first came to your dorm to ask you out.
Baby daddy!Miguel whose whole world came crashing down when the same guy from the carne asada opened the door instead of you, shirtless. With messy hair and sweatpants that we’re hanging low enough for Miguel to realize what had just transpired in your place moments ago.
Baby daddy!Miguel, whose heart shattered when you reintroduced him as your boyfriend.
Shaky hands, a thin layer of sweat, dry mouth, if Miguel didn’t know better, he would have thought he was sick. His left hand held the boutique behind him while the other fidgeted with the small excess flap of his belt, only to place the hand in his pocket when he heard the sound of muffled steps approaching the door. Clearing his throat as the door let out a faint click sound before opening.
Miguel had to drip hard on the thorny stems so he didn’t drop them out of shock. He tried his best to keep a calm expression on his face. But it seems his poker face wasn’t good enough, because the smirk your boy toy had on his face as he leaned against the door said it all. Despite being shorter than Miguel, he was acting as if he was on top of the world. Miguel blinked out of his trance when he heard your voice say a faint “who is it?” from the next room before you appeared next to him. If the sight of the man next to you wasn’t enough for Miguel, yours certainly sent him on a downwards spiral.
You were in shorts and his shirt.
“Oh Miguel! Hey, you remember Henry, my boyfriend.”
Boyfriend?
“Yeah.” He mumbled with a head nod, to which Henry returned as he crossed his arms.
Fuck.
“Um-sorry, Gabriella said she forgot her good pair of soccer shoes.” Miguel managed to say after clearing his throat, not wanting to make a fool of himself anymore then he probably already had.
To be fair, she did forget them.
Part 3<
Part 5<
Not proofread.
Word count: 600
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comatosebunny09 · 2 months
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Hear me out:
Bodyguard!Leon understands you lead a life of luxury. Knows you’re used to fancy dinners and luxury cars. Glittery things. But he also knows that those all bore you. That you prefer the simpler things. Stuffed animals won at the carnival. Carne asada tacos from the food truck park on the not so ritzy side of town. Swinging your legs on the edge of the pier, watching the stars glimmer in the sky subtly reaching for Leon’s hand.
He also knows the pretty boys who’ve flit in and out of your life haven’t offered you much aside from sex and empty compliments. That you haven’t gone steady for a very long time. That people often use you for your status and wealth. But you grin and bear it. You’re used to it. Expect it.
Which is why you’re a little alarmed when Leon drops a small, rectangular box into your hands one night in your parking garage. Clad in matte black wrapping paper, accented with a gilded bow.
Your limbs still hum with the champagne you consumed earlier, and it’s like hot potato trying to keep your present from tumbling to the ground.
Earlier, you attended a party for socialites and influencers. Stood out like a sore thumb—or at least, to Leon, you did. A nervous little wallflower, smiling pretty for TikTok and Snapchat. Less fickle than the people around, all bathed in the blue light of their phones.
You clung to your bodyguard’s sleeve despite projecting this air of confidence. Hid your anxiety behind a flute of Chardonnay for most of the night before Leon whisked you away to safety.
“For me?” you trill with a dazzling smile.
“Yeah,” Leon chuckles, sheepishly rubbing the scruff of his neck.
You’re so goddamn adorable. Garbed in his suit jacket that’s clearly too big for you, hair spilling from your updo, and your heeled sandals dangling from a curled finger.
Leon averts his gaze, shifting his weight between his feet. Doesn’t know why he feels so shy. So little beneath the sparkle of your eyes. He’s been with you for years. Seen you sweat, bleed, and cry. So why, why is he suddenly so damn apprehensive?
You’re tender as you unravel his gift. And his heart sits heavy in his throat. Your eyes light up with glee at what’s painstakingly revealed. And your chest puffs up with a gasp.
Leon’s so not smug as he eyes you in his peripheral. Isn’t smirking at how something so small makes you grin so big. Not at all.
“What the fuck, Leon! An OLED Switch?!”
He’s never heard you more ecstatic. Like a kid unleashed on a theme park. A woman left on her own in Target.
“No fucking way!” you continue, turning your box this way and that.
“Yes way.”
He bites back a smile as you do a happy jig and fist pump. Who told you it was alright to be this irresistible?
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tarjapearce · 8 months
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dancing to sexy latin pop or reggaeton music with miguel. he's got two left feet and slight rhythm but he's also very turned on by you 🤭
Another Pre-Soccer Family and how they keep flirting? Yes. 🤭
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Couldn't help but imagine this with these songs 🤭
Even though the little outing after soccer game you had invited Miguel to was success, your wallet surely suffered some damage.
The man ate. He was kinda quiet mostly of the time, but surely enjoyed the food you had treated him with. You were just taking mental notes of what he liked and what not. The spicier the better, definitely a Horchata team man, and of course, a carne asada man. The conversation was sparse, but it was nice. You were as nervous as he was, didn't actually think that he would accept.
He loved meat. And once you finished you drove him home. He ended up 'telling' you about this upcoming party at Peter's to celebrate MJ's birthday.
"If you wanna come, though."
"Are you... inviting me?" You gave him a smug smile and he just cleared his throat and shrugged.
"I'm just telling you."
You pursed your lips, smile fading.
"Oh... okay. I might go. "
"Might?"
"Hmm." You parked outside his home, "Not sure if I can make it that day. But let me see what I can do"
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Miguel gave Peter's house entrance subtle glances here and there. He was busy with the food, Peter had asked him for the details of your date which, he plainly just shrugged off as a normal outing.
"Did you invite her to the party?" Jess spoke
"I told her about it." He frowned at the disappointment in Peter's and Jess, even Gabriel's face.
"Telling is not the same as inviting! It's the etiquette rule to invite someone, when you want to see them again that is. No wonder she looked kinda bummed out."
"Yo tampoco vendría si me lo dijeran así." (I wouldn't come either if I'd get told like that)
His deep red eyes glared at his brother's comment.
"Si viene, mínimo baila con ella." (If she shows up, the least you can do is to dance with her.)
"Okay, okay. Leave the guy alone. He hasn't dated someone in ages. But yeah, you're a dumbass. C'mon." He offered a beer, Miguel took a long swig of it.
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He didn't had your phone and certainly approaching Jess was out of the equation. She'd tease him to no end before anything. Party had started two hours ago, and still no signs of you.
He rubbed his face, deep in thought on how he had possibly screwed it up as he nursed his Horchata glass in the kitchen. He was preparing an extra plate of food when your voice echoed through the entrance.
"I'm so sorry for the delay! Got too carried away picking a gift" You hugged MJ.
"You hungry?" Jessica spoke as your voices approached. His grip on the spoon tightened.
"Ah, don't worry. Kinda ate in my way back. Maybe later."
Your eyes met his. His jaw tightened and you just gave him a little smile and a wave before disappearing back with Jessica.
Awkward.
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You had been dancing the last few songs in a row with Jessica and MJ, he just watched you from afar. You had rejected a couple of men that had asked you to dance.
"He keeps staring" Jessica mumbled and you shrugged.
"Can't do everything myself. Besides, correct me if I'm wrong, but he doesn't seem too keen in making an advance either"
"You kidding? He's been staring holes at the door waiting for you to come." MJ whispered at your ear.
"He's just... shy I guess?"
The music was a bit upbeat, the lights were down, you refreshed yourself before going back again at the dance floor. You saw him across the room, bored out of his mind, and taking swigs of his beer that was warm at this point.
He nearly choked as you approached him.
"Let's go"
You offered your hand and he looked away.
"No puedo bailar" (Can't dance)
"No te preocupes. Yo tampoco pero te enseño" (Don't worry, Me neither but I'll teach you.)
He took a last swig of his beer and stood. He didn't know if it was the alcohol or it was the whole thing that was about to happen that made his ears warmer. The beat changed into something more slow and mellow. A bachata.
You giggled as you stood before him.
"Now what?"
"We are supposed to get closer"
He crushed your heeled foot with his boots
"Sorry... fuck." He rubbed his neck awkwardly.
"Relax, it's fine. It happens alot."
One of your hands went around the small of his waist as he took your hand. Delicate and small snuggled against his calloused and big one.
His heart skipped a beat when you guided his other hand on your waist.
"Right"
"Bachata is easy. It's just swaying your hips left and right. It's the easiest dance" You stepped closer, and moved with the beat. He could feel your curves moving. His feet followed. Clumsy, step dances were enough to make you laugh. He frowned.
"Perdón, perdón. Ya, no me voy a reír" (Sorry sorry, Ok. I won't laugh)
"Suelta esas caderas, mano" (Let those hips go, man)
Your hands went to his hips, and moved them.
"One, two" Your hips swayed to accentuate the little whip move at the end of the second step. He gulped.
"Eso, Miguel!"
You clapped softly, he just chuckled.
"Now, just do that to the left and right and that's it."
"Really?" He took your hand in his again and placed the other one on your lower back.
"Yeah." Your lips stretched in a bashful smile.
For once you were glad the lights were down as you danced. You still could see him. And of course still could feel his feet crushing yours. People stared your way, but neither of you cared, too focused in teaching eachother things as you laughed out of nervousness.
The song changed, into something more Sultry, yet danceable.
That was definitely one of Gabriel's songs.
"I don't know how to dance this one, does the previous dance moves apply to this one too?"
His technicism in speaking was plain endearing to you. You giggled at his pouty face.
"Not really, but if you feel comfortable with-"
"Enséñame, pues." (Teach me, then)
That shut you giggle off. He smirked.
"Estás seguro?" (You sure?)
He shrugged and crossed his arms on his chest.
"We're already making a fool of ourselves, so..."
"Me gusta tu entusiasmo, Dracula" (I like your eagerness)
"Qué te digo, me gusta aprender." (What can I tell you. I like learning.).
You slapped his chest playfully then took his hand and guided him to a wall, like many other people around. His hands were on your waist again, and this time yours rested on his neck. The lyrics of the second song only added a little sizzle to the mood.
Imagínate en mi cuarto
Comiéndote a besos
Your body swayed, it took a little for him to get your rhythm. And it was almost intoxicating for him, borderline overwhelming. The closeness of your bodies didn't help, the lyrics of the song only made his eyes to stop at you lips, Your fingers had ended up entwined, and certainly that little red dress you wore didn't help the upcoming override in his system. The song was over, but it didn't matter.
One of your hands caressed his nape and he shuddered, you bit your lip, he inched closer to your face. Nails raking softly the exposed part of his skin underneath his neck, his breath fanned over your lips. But one finger stopped him, said finger separated your lips from his.
"Nuh uh. No me invitaste, recuerdas? " (You didn't invite me, remember?)
With a smirk you separated your body from his. His eyes blinked, trying to process what was happening
"Thanks for the dance" You smiled oh so sweetly before disappearing into the kitchen, leaving him there, a flustered mess. Mind was in 404 error.
Dios mío...
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pudgybun · 9 months
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"I'll have the 3 pound burrito, an order of chips and salsa, and the carne asada nachos... the party size, please! Am I throwing a party...? Oh! Uh, sure! Yeah, I have tons of people over... this totally isn't all for myself!" 😳
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xcherryerim · 17 days
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Mexican Mike Headcanons
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tw: light Death mentions (of his mom and garret) / smut headcanons at the end (gn!reader)
— Mike is a quarter Mexicans from his dad side
— Probably biased asf but he’s norteño
— Mike’s dad is a truck driver. When his dad needed to drive to Mexico Mr. Schmidt made sure to comeback home with Mike’s and Garret’s favorite candies.
— His favorite candies are Bocadin, Duvalin and Chokis.
— The only reason Mike kept getting hired after his awful track record is because he can somewhat speak spanish.
— After Mike lost his family (except for Abby) he didn’t really practice any more traditions like he used to do but, after moving to his now current place (which is mainly for lower class and immigrant families. This is canon in the book btw)
His neighbor which happens to be a 42 year old single mom, decided to help him in subtle ways like cooking meals from time to time for him and Abby. She even invites them to some family gatherings (carne asadas, birthday parties etc) as well.
— The lady always tries to set Mike up with her oldest daughter tho
— Every time winter approaches Mike eats tamales and arroz con leche excessively.
— Mike snacks in peanuts which is SO SPECIFIC but mexican dads always snack on cacahuates. (He’s entering his dilf era)
— After reconnecting with his roots a bit because of his neighbor, he tries to practice more traditions specially Día de los muertos (day of the death). He’s not really a religious person, but he always prays for his mom and garret to be at peace wherever they are.
— If you think Mike speaks quietly, wait for him to speak in spanish. His voice is softer too but that’s only because he gets self conscious when he’s talking to people that only / mainly speaks spanish.
— Mike dosent really mix english and spanish when he speaks unless he’s angry.
— He dosent really curse but when he does is in Spanish. He calls himself “pendejo” (dumbass) a lot.
Headcanons with his partner (+18)🫶🏻
— Mike says he has two left feet but, just give him a bit of alcohol and a slow song and he’ll dance good.
Just imagine dancing to bachata while Mike wears a dumb yet charming drunk smirk as he whispers into your ear the lyrics.
“¿Qué dirías si esta noche te seduzco en mi coche?Que se empañen los vidrios y la regla es que goces. / What do you say if I seduce you in my car? fog up the windows and the rule is for you to enjoy.”
— Mike wouldn’t really use spanish pet names unless he’s trying to get something out of you. “Cariño” and “Amor” are his main ones (and that mf says them slowly to tease the fuck out of you.)
— One time while you two where fucking, he leaned, bitting and sucking on your neck as he praised the fuck out of you in spanish and you swore when he used his raspy voice mixed with his light accent, that was already enough to make you climax.
— After he realized this, however, he tried to only speak to you in spanish for a week to purposely turn you on.
— This man, is a gift giver. He would literally give you a ramo buchón with a big ass bear for no reason.
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— Mike mainly calls you his spouse / wife / husband sometimes he also says it in spanish as well. “Mi cónyuge / esposa / esposo”
(But don’t do it to him or he’ll actually plan out the whole wedding in one sitting)
a few of his favorite music in spanish:
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cowboyfromh3ll · 5 months
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Can we get more general Javier hcs??? like 1899 and/or modern. You write him so chikibaby, it’s my favorite 🫶
General Javier Escuella HC
HAHA YES I love writing HC for Javier. Combination of 1899 and modern
Warnings: none
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When he gets into the shower and he forgets his towel he just yells out "AMORRRR" to get your attention so you can bring it to him
His inner abuela comes out when you ask what he's cooking because all he'll say in return is "caca"
Die-hard La Rosa De Guadalupe fan, he tunes in every Sunday to watch that shit
Goes absolutely dripped out to misa (church) bro. A bunch of abuelitas will approach him, calling him handsome while trying to set him up with their daughters/granddaughters/younger female relatives, and he turns em down by boasting about you
Huge fan of Mexican horror stories/legends and tries to scare you at night by telling the stories to you while in bed
Makes it a task to open mazapanes without breaking them. When he's successful, he hands them to you and says that's how careful he's going to be with your heart. Eats the ones he ends up breaking
Fantasizes about going back to Mexico and says one day you'll go back together
I like to imagine that in a modern au where EVERYTHING IS OKAY he has a huge family and they have carne asadas every weekend
Gets blackout drunk during those parties, just absolutely gets hammered every single time. Also plays his guitar and sings his heart out. Belts out those lyrics like it's the last song he'll ever sing
"QUE LE SIRVAN TEPACHE? QUE LE SIRVAN CERVEZA? QUE LE SIRVAN REFRESCO?"
"SALIERON DE SAN ISIDRO. PROCEDENTES DE TIJUANA."
He probably heavily resonates with the song "La Jaula De Oro"
"AQUI ESTOY ESTABLECIDO EN LOS ESTADOS UNIDOS. DIEZ AÑOS PASARON YA."
Calls you his "niña fresa"
I feel like he's late to everything. Fashionably so
Cannot manage his time correctly for shit
Has so many hair tries in his pockets and wrists, usually is the one handing you one
He's the biggest chismoso ever. You can always find him gossiping with the girls
Has the prettiest resting bitch face
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thesuperiorrobin · 1 year
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Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Damian Wayne x Hispanic fem reader, it could be either a headcanon or a one shot.
YES YES 100% YES
I had this my in draft for so long!
This is based off my Hispanic live style bc I know not everyone does it the Same. I’m living my dream quince on here bc I didn’t get to have one 😭
Warning: Errors I’m to lazy to fix 
Edit: for some reason it’s not letting me put one last bullet point on the end so
❥ Dick is playing around with the kids in the bouncy house
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❥ Damian 100% loves when you talk about your culture. The food, the dresses, the holidays you celebrate, EVERYTHING
❥ he especially loves it when you call him Spanish nicknames like, (Mi) Amor, Corazón, Cariño, etc.
❥ Damian was so happy when he came to meet your family one time and they had a meal prepped for him that was vegetarian, it looked like everyone else plate but the meat and stuff was replaced with stuff he could eat.
❥ I headcannon that Damian could speak fluently in Spanish as well as other languages. So communicated with your relatives that can’t speak English very well makes it easy for them and him.
❥ every party he goes to he notices that your family listen to the same music. And he can recognize them by name too like La Quebradora, La Chona, Baila Esta Cumbia, Te Vas Fetal, ETC. (there’s a long list I didn’t wanna write down💀)
❥ is a Selena fan. Seriously if you aren’t what are you doing with you life?
❥ Damians a fast leaner so he learns very quickly how to dance and stay on beat with everyone else but dancing to payaso de rodeo is a whole other different story that he doesn’t want to talk about😭
❥ try dancing Bachata with him and he’ll lose it.
❥ your family loves him so much they insist that you invite him over for Carne Asada💀. Idk they probably love him more than you ig
❥ they either call him ‘El Chico Rico de Wayne’ or ‘El nino con dinero’ and you tell them not to call him that. But Damian said he’s used to it which makes you feel bad😭
❥ Damian doesn’t really have a favorite food but I can see him liking Pupusas a lot.
❥ don’t even get me started with the Telenovelas and La Rosa de Guadalupe😭
❥ most of the episodes have you crying waterfalls. I’m telling you .
❥ this man can speak Spanish but he loves it when you speak Spanish back. Something about your accent just gets to him.
QUINCE EDITION: FT the whole family
❥ if you were dating Damian before you had your quince than he’s absolutely invited to it. You made him your main chambelane bc why not.
❥ Damian was never see so many people in one room alone. But when he sees you in the big puffy dress he falls in love with you all over against it’s sickening.
❥ you invited his family to your quince bc they get along with your family very well.
❥ during the father daughter dance he really wanted to kick them out bc Dick was having a moment and he wasn’t shutting up.
❥ but it’s alright tho bc you need up having a Dance with Damian after you were done with your dad
❥ Alfred took a lot of pictures and framed some of them in the manor.
❥ sometimes The older Tias would take him away from you and dance with him which is funny.
❥Jason is busting it down with the Tias
 ❥ Alfred took pictures of that too.
❥Bruce was having a nice conversation with the rest of your family members
❥ tim was stuffing his face in the back
❥ Jason was busting it down with the Tias.
❥ Dick is your laying around with the kids I’m the bouncy house
❥Dick was having fun with the kids in the bouncy house
❥Bruce was have a conversation with your parents and family.
❥Tim was stuffing his face in the back
❥ Dick was having fun with the kids in the bouncy house (do they have a name or??)
❥ Tim was eating his heart out in the candy section.
❥ and Alfreda as exchanging recipes with the grandmas 💀
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swapmeetsimming · 10 days
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New recipe and Cookbook Enabler up for EA! I was able to figure out the recipes, and can make them again! I didn't even cry this time! ^^; Ahem, this is Carne Asada Fries! It comes with single plate and party-size servings, custom plate, and a mini-matching clutter set! All the pictures can be found HERE in the preview post! The cookbook recipe enabler has been remade, remeshed, completely retextured. It comes with 4 swatches, each one a simlish parody of a vintage cookbook.
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futurecorps3 · 10 months
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I saw your Hobie x latina going going to the club para perrear and I loved it😭🤞🏼😩
BUT
Imagine Hobie going to a cantina with a mexican reader and just drink and hear corridos tristes (el video del vato que dice "porque que te quiero" y le meten el micrófono a la boca😭💀) or rather going to a cantina goes to her house and her family is making carne asada and drinking beer and there's literally a band in the party (soy norteña perdoname😭) and he is like "this food is bussing bussing" because he is British and their food is just "no good💖". At first he is nervous like he doesn't know what to do and at the end he is somehow riding a horse or he is playing with the band, he just loves it, the vibe and the food
(Love how you write 😭💖)
Hobie Brown meeting latina!reader's family <3
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Masterlist <3
Ay hermana, soy chilanga we don't have horses up in this bitch😭 I tried to make it more general like Bee meeting your tías and primos but def adding the whole carne asada deal. (For my non-mexican readers, we call people from the city "chilangos" and northern people "norteños" and while we're from the same country, our experiences can be very different!). Also, tysm my dear, hope u like<3
-First off
-Giggling and kicking my feet 🤭
-Bro was persistent in meeting your family, and while you weren't exactly reluctant, you did have to warn him
-"Why not!? I want to meet your uncle Luis or- or Saúl!" He exclaims, recalling the stories you've told about your family members. "I'm not saying no, mi amor. I-It's just-" "What?" He grins, knowing you don't really have a solid argument. He kisses your pout and walks over to your room to get ready as you sigh, defeated by your pretty once more.
-Of course you wanted Bee to meet your family! But we all know how it can get at those big family gathering.
-One thing was meeting your parents, (which went by spectacularly, by the way) but him hanging out with your older tíos and younger primos was a whole other deal
-They aren't bad people, you love them dearly. It was the soft (hard and relentless) teasing (borderline bullying) you were worried about.
-It was easy to understand their humor when you grew up with heavy jokes, but Hobie would be new to all this. Plus, he was the first official boyfriend you'd introduce to the family! They were protective and honestly not afraid to show it.
-"Buenas tardes, Hobie Brown. Mucho gusto" you say slowly as you're both on the way to your tío's house, he repeats after you with a horrible accent. "Roll your r's!" You giggle, looking at him intently while softly showing him how to pronounce.
-He's really trying for you bestie </3
-Yeah he went blank after your aunt opened the door and dismissed his polite handshake with a bone-crushing hug.
-"Ay mija! He's so tall, I can barely hug him right. Pásenle, pásenle, Luis is in the garden with the kids. Welcome Hobie!"
-Bee just smiles and it widens when a horde of kids comes running down the hall and bolt towards you, saying hello to their favorite aunt and the strange bato she brought along.
-"Tía Y/N/N who is this?" Luisa (the youngest) asks, eyeing Hobie up and down with the sass of an old lady, making him suppress a laugh "Es tu novio?" now questions one of the boys, looking up at him amazed. "Hello brats" he smirks, high-fiving each and every one of your nieces and nephews excitedly.
-"You didn't tell me you were a tía already..." "Some of them will be by the age of sixteen, so I'm no rare event."
-Hobie is hard to lose on a crowd; all spikes, leather, chunky boots, and piercings
-Your nephews are thrilled.
-Asking all around about what his pins mean, if he finds it hard to walk with those boots, if he's not too hot with his jacket... you know, the type of questions kids ask.
-You laugh at him, trying to answer one question at a time patiently, and walk over to the table outside where your tíos, tías, primos, primas, cuñadas and some sobrinos were.
-"Y el novio mija?" Asks one of your tíos, already in a deffensive tone "He's inside con los niños, tío. Ahorita viene" you smile and promptly, Hobie walks through the door after the kids.
-The smokey scent of the carne asada filled his nostrils as soon as he walked outside, widening his eyes at how good it smelled. You walk over to him, grabbing his arm and smiling widely at your family
-"Les presento a Hobie, mi novio" you beam and your tíos can tell he truly makes you happy. "Yo no te di permiso, Y/N" one of them jokes, making everyone laugh and Bee follows after you translate for him.
-And he didn't like it but he really cared about their opinions
-He didn't give a single fuck of what other people had to say, but this was your family!!! He knew he was close and for the first time, strived for perfection
-The next few minutes were him trying really hard to memorize all the names, having a hard time pronouncing your aunt Rocio and Rosa's names.
-Everyone laughed at his attempts
-You sit between everyone at the large table, one of your tíos approaching you as you're too busy catching up with one of your cousins. Bee squeezes your hand to catch your attention, but you don't turn back to look at him, instead just squeeze back.
-He nervously places his hand out, and contrary to before, your uncle welcomes it. "Buenas tardes, Hobie" (oubi😭con acento mexa) "Buenas tardes, señor". God, did he rehearse that on the way...
-Your uncle seemed to appreciate him at least trying to talk to him in your mother tongue. He gave him kind of a smile and asked "Wanna help me with the asador over there?"
-Oh this was a test
-"Sure thing" he nods confidently even though he's shitting himself at the moment
-When he saw the carne asada let me tell you
-His mouth watered, heart eyes all over and he swore he was about to do that floating thing he's seen spider pig do
-Your tío taught him how to turn the steaks at the right time, after some aceite jumped and burnt him a bit :( your uncle could tell he was trying hard so he took it easy on him
-Personally? You fell in love all over again when he contained his tears the best he could at the smell and spice of the chiles floating so close to his nose <3
-You slapped his ass playfully when serving the food and he just smirked as your uncle side eyed you HARD
-“Bloody hell this shit is fucking amazing babe!” He almost moans when he bites into the taco of asada you made for him
-Your family might or might not know english but they know how bad words sound lmao
-They couldn’t blame him tho, not after he proved to love asada as much as them with the eight tacos he ate ☹️💕
-Him playing with the babies of your family bro :(
-He's so good with kids too
-I'm talking playing with them, having full conversations no matter how silly they got, following their train of thought and even making sure they weren't up to some stupid shit
-Girl, if you don't rail him stupid after that-
-He got along with your older cousins too!!! After all, they shared a similar taste in music and films so there was plenty to talk about
-Your tías chismeando with you about how handsome he is
-Let’s wrap it up, I got carried away and this is too damn long 😭
-He’s talking to one of your tías when the banda arrived at around 9 p.m
-My man is so confused please help him
-His spidey sense went off before the whole fucking commotion started lmao
-When he realized it was a live group playing and singing traditional music he lost his shit
-Asked you all about it!!! “What is that piano thing!?”, “What is he singing about?”, “Can I learn how to play that?”<3
-Eventually (and with no alcohol needed since he refused to risk doing some stupid shit with your family) he ended up dancing with your tía, her patiently teaching him how to move
-He had a hard time with his big ass boots but somehow managed!!
-Hobie was so happy when you went home ☹️ almost asking when you could come back and if you could cook some carne asada the same way your uncle (his best friend, he called him) did
-“Yo te amo mi amor” He smiled big, kissing you softly before falling asleep “Thanks for letting me meet your family… meant a whole lot y’know?” “‘Course corazón, seeing you there with everyone filled my heart with a joy I have rarely experienced”
-And with that you fell asleep, Hobie dreamt of asada and banda<3
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strawhatkia · 8 months
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sundress season.
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INCLUDES ! 1610!miles and hobie brown x black!fem!reader
GENRE ! fluff
SYNOPSIS ! they see you in a sundress for the first time
WARNINGS ! character and reader are not together...yet!,
WORD COUNT ! 0.6k
A/N ! the way this was suppose to be the whole spider crew plus miguel and i got tired not even half way through....this just gon be a lil tester but this is getting deleted and revamped later !
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— ☾⋆⁺₊🌻🖌✧ SPIDER-MILES !
i cannot fathom to you how flustered this boy gets on a regular day when y'all really not doing anything. the boy already really likes how you look in your regular uniform or just casual street clothes so when rio and jeff invite you over for the carne asada/cookout and you popped in a sundress of all things, he kinda doesn't know how to act.
oh, and his parents find it absolutely hilarious. this is really the time where him being jeff's son and aaron's nephew really shines through. he's awkward about it and can't seem to get through any of his sentences.
he really likes the way it fits you and the color compliments you well but he has such a hard time for like a good 30 minutes. eventually, aaron comes to save him and gives him a tip of going to get some drinks for the both of you and take you somewhere private to talk.
not to mention, his whole family thinks you two are too cute for words and takes every chance to mention how much of a good couple you two make. once you come back over to get something to eat, you are bombarded by multiple family members. miles is definitely nervously laughing to get through the embarrassment of all them making the most outlandish comments and gave up after the 4th tia said how lucky he is to have you.
— ☾⋆⁺₊🎸🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 ✧ HOBIE BROWN !
this is literally the world's boldest man ever, he truly don't give a fuck whose watching. you were actually in the middle of a block party when you were called to debrief about a mission. not to be bothered to put on your suit (especially since peter b. walks around in a pink robe of all things), you step through the portal in your sundress and sandals.
certainly not the first time hq has seen you out of uniform but the sundress has you grabbing compliments left and right from all the spider people present (even miguel, which was surprising). it would be hobie to see you last though. he was originally talking to pav who was rambling on about his recent date with gayatri again when he catches a glimpse of you pass by to go into the meeting room with miguel and jessica.
now in my eyes, hobie immediately tunes out of pav's conversation at once to focus all of his attention on you and makes the split decision to follow you in there. it's not like jessica will care enough to kick him out and he does not care what miguel has to say. quite frankly, the man only sees you at the moment and that doesn't even catch up to him until he's right in front of you.
then in the thickest accent possible, he flirts endlessly throughout the entire meeting. the man has no sense of personal space around his friends and it's only ten times worse with you. hanging off your shoulders, wrapping his long arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder while hugging from behind. you do your best to acknowledge, because ignoring him will not work and only make it worse, but to also get through the meeting.
it's easy to chalk it up as hobie being a physical person but there's only so much to explain the way he feels up on the material of the dress, making comments that make you feel like you're blushing and distract from whatever miguel was saying before he gave up and just told you to come in later. without hobie.
leaving the meeting was easier than staying in it but now you gotta deal with a very cocky spiderman that is doing his absolute best to talk you into coming back to his dimension. (pav is watching from a distance with a bag of popcorn, squealing over how many of his friends are having romance novel moments)
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nattinatalia · 9 months
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Urban request: “of course, I always choose you.”
You had woken up with the cramps of hell, which only meant one thing, your period- thank you Mother Nature, for not being pregnant, but my period? Really?? You thought to yourself as you showered.
You were moody, emotional, hungry, basically everything in the girls book. To top it off, your boyfriend has been out all day with your brothers and ignoring all of your texts.
It was finally night time and although you were hungry, you couldn’t decide on what to eat so you decided not to eat at all.
You were laying on the couch in the living room, catching up on Snowfall when your front door was being opened.
“Hi baby.”
You’re definitely surprised to see him in front of you since you literally just saw the Instagram story of your brother playing DJ, so you figured your boyfriend was somewhere near him.
“W-what are you doing here?” You sit up, pushing off the blanket off your legs.
He smiles, and you take notice of the bags he has in his hands. “Well, I know I was out all day. Blame your brother.”
You raise your eyebrows but let him continue talking. “I know you got your period, so I brought all your favorite snacks.”
He hands you the target bag and you indeed see all your favorite snacks, from hot fries, ferrero rocher chocolate, jolly ranchers, sour gummies, Arizona strawberry kiwi flavor, and Dr Pepper. “Babe, you have me stocked up for the weekend.”
He nods “And I know you wouldn’t be able to settle on what to eat, so I brought you options.”
You gasp, “Urb, what did you do?”
He shrugs “What you always crave when you’re on your period. Sushi, Panda and carne asada fríes.”
“You’re the best.” You reach for the bag as he sits next to you.
“Ohh, I’m forgetting the best one.”
“Huh? Babe, you already got me with all my favorites.” You say confused but notice the smirk on his face “What did you get?”
“You’ve been on the lookout for a while now.”
“PLEASE DON’T TELL ME IT'S WHAT I THINK IT IS.”
He shrugs, “fine I won’t.”
You jump on his lap, “Show me.”
“No, you said not to tell you.”
You start tickling his sides and pinch his nipples “Baby, tell me.”
He laughs, “okay, okay.”
You straddle his lap, sitting up straight as he places the bag between you both on his chest, his hands going to your hips. “I got two, one for you and one for me. They were the last ones too.”
You quickly open the bag and gasp out in surprise. “Baby, oh my god.”
He squeezes your hips, “So do you like?”
You nod “I love them, but not more than I love you. Thank you baby.” You give him a quick kiss.
“I can’t believe you found them, I go literally everyday and I come up short.” You admire the Halloween Hello Kitty blankets that you’ve been on a hunt ever since they’ve been taking over your timeline on tiktok.
“I know, Jack was saying how you dragged him yesterday and he was annoyed.”
You roll your eyes. “He doesn’t like shopping with me, that’s why.” In that moment your phone pings with a text notification and it’s none other than your brothers.
Demon 1 : I can’t believe my best friend ditched the club for you 🙄
Demon 2 : Urban??? Urban chose our annoying sister over partying? Is the world ending?
You chuckle and show Urban, “I’m also surprised to be honest.” You tug at the ends of his hair playfully. “You chose me over partying with my brother?.”
He raises his eyebrows, “Of course, I always choose you.”
“We can’t have sex, but I can give you head.” You smirk teasingly. “A thanks for being the best.”
He chuckles, “Y/N, your ass will bite my dick off if I don’t feed you right now.”
“Oh you’ll be feeding me alright.”
He rolls his eyes “Actual food.”
In that moment your front door is being slammed opened and you see your brothers walking in.
“Hi fuckers” Jack waves, smirking. “Y/N, get off of him, we’re having a sibling date night.”
Clay shuts the door “He dragged me here.”
“You could’ve dragged him back.” You glare “You two idiots are crashing my night with my man.”
Jack lays on the couch next to you, and grabs the hello kitty blanket “He was mine first.”
Urban groans “Don’t start bro.”
You glare, and snatch the blanket from him “I’m not sharing this with you.”
Clay starts digging through the bags Urban brought. “I’m not sharing my food with any of you, well only with Urb, so order your own.”
“So does that mean no head?” Urban whispers.
You glare at him, “Don’t play with me, that dick is going inside my mouth one way or another, brothers present or not.”
“EWWWWW GROSS.”
“WHAT THE FUCK Y/N? CLAY LET'S LEAVE.”
You smirk, “That’s what I thought.”
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