what if Camilo and Y/N where in a secret relationship due to Y/N's family being..well shit...Wondering how long they keep doing this Y/N starts getting doubtful and scared about their relationship and the what-ifs..and while trying the reassure her Camilo gives a them a promise ring and talks about how he is this for the long haul and doesn't care how long they have to stay hidden....thing is the madrigals saw the whole thing unfold.
this is just so... im crying i love this
when will i get to experience this /j
anyway, please enjoy this...
this whole fic is just me crying and writing out the words i want someone to say to me
ahahaha just kidding .............
NO MATTER WHAT.
There was only one rule you and Camilo had in your relationship, and that was to keep it a secret. Especially from your family. Because for some reason, they seemed jealous of the Madrigals. No matter what happened, they'd always tell you to stay away from them. Imagine how furious they'd get if they found out you were dating one of them. Camilo, of course, respected this. In fact, he didn't seem to mind that you had to keep this relationship of yours hidden. "A little privacy would never hurt anybody, you know?" is what he'd always tell you. Still, despite his reassurances, you couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.
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Your shoulders slumped, a serious expression seen on your face as you dragged yourself to a certain spot, checking behind you once in a while to make sure that there was nobody following you. Looking around, you quickly spot a curly haired boy, dressed in yellow. He opens his arms out for you and you waste no time rushing in to hug him, burying your face into his neck. "Rough day, mi vida?" The sigh that escapes you is enough to tell him what your response is. "Do you want to talk about it?" You mumble something incoherently before lifting your head up. "It's just my family... again." Camilo releases you before sitting on the grass, beckoning you to do the same. You position yourself next to him, resting your head on his shoulder. "I don't know what to do, Camilo... they caught me talking to Mirabel earlier, and I was only apologizing because I bumped into her, but when I got home... they started yelling really hurtful words at me, calling me dirty for coming into contact with her." Camilo scoffs, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you closer. "Did they even let you explain yourself?" He asks and you shake your head. "They didn't! I tried, but they only called me disrespectful and threatened to ground me for wanting to explain myself!" You press your palms into your eyes, "I don't know what they have against you guys... I wish it didn't have to be like this." Camilo removes the arm around your waist, turning to face you. "I'm sorry that it has to be like this, that you— we have to keep this a secret from everyone." He gently grabs your hands, taking it away from your face. "Hey, you don't have to apologize for anything... Besides, I told you haven't I? A little privacy wouldn't hurt anybody. I love you and I don't need everybody to know about it just to prove it to you." A small blush spreads across your cheeks, but you refuse to look him in the eyes.
"I know, you say that everytime... but I still can't help it, Camilo. What if one day you get tired of this? Of me? Or what if you find someone else? Someone who you could show off so proudly to the whole world? What if you fall out of love with—"
Before you could even finish the sentence, your lover crashes his lips against yours, effectively shutting you up. Your eyes widen in surprise and he pulls away before you could even return the kiss, leaving you feeling a little disappointed. "Listen, corazón... I love you and all, but you must be going insane if you think I'd find someone better than you." Camilo gently cups your face, pressing his forehead against yours. "I'm yours and will always be yours. No matter what happens, we'll go through it together." He places quick kiss on your nose. "So you better get yourself ready, mi amor, because you're never ever getting rid of me." A grin appears on his lips as he places a brief kiss to your lips before letting you go. "And I'll prove it to you with this!"
Camilo shoves his hand in his pocket, taking something from it before pulling it out. He takes your hand in his and slipping a ring to your finger, bringing the back of your hand to his lips afterwards. You let out a quiet gasp at this. "Camilo, I— This is..." What should you even say to this? You were left speechless. "It's a promise ring. A reminder that I will always be with you. My heart belongs to you, and no one else's. It doesn't matter to me if we have to spend the rest of our lives hiding this relationship, as long as I'm with you, I'll be happy. You make me happy, (name)."
God, what did you do to deserve this boy? You couldn't help but get emotional at his words, the tears welling up in your eyes. "If that's not enough to convince you then..." He pauses to look at you, a smirk forming on his lips. Before you could even react, he wraps his arms around you, smothering your face with his kisses. A giggle escapes you as you try to push him off. "Alright— Okay! Camilo, I get it already! I love you too!"
After a few more pecks to your cheek, he finally stops, chuckling at how red your entire face is. You pinch his cheeks as he laughs, pulling your hand off.
You spend a few more seconds laughing with each other before he goes completely silent, the smile on his face dropping as he looks at something behind you. Worried, you turn around to see what he saw.
It was his family. His entire family.
His parents were smiling widely, a rainbow above his mama's head. His sister was whispering something to her cousins, and you don't miss the way they smirk.
A rush of embarrassment takes over you, your lover silently curses. You and Camilo better get ready, because you both are in for a lot of teasing.
omg sorry im the anon who picked too many spices i’m so sorry 😭😭 so let me try again: wine for yuuta, ingredient 53, and spice 8 10 11?
People said all bad things about him, how he wasn’t good for you, he was going to toy with you, he was someone you needed to stay away from, but that wasn’t true.
meal order: wine + 53 (bad boy good girl au) + 8, 10 (dumbification, begging kink)
warnings: nsfw content, fingering, dumbification, begging kink, slight voyeurism, slight corruption kink, bad boy! yuuta, unedited fic
note: soooo anon...i hope you like this, this is my first yuta fic and i was really nervous i was gonna mess this up, sheesh, hope you like it and thank you for the request! have some wine~
masterlist !
You were so good for him – it made sense you were his favorite.
The moment you felt his cold fingers graze under your shirt, fingers lightly tugging at the clasps of your bra as a promise of what was to come next, you shuddered from his touch. You leaned back to his body, your hand clutching his that was gripping your thigh.
“Yuta,” you bit your lip to hold back a moan, his expert hands sliding down your inner thighs to brush over your clothed cunt, teasing you to no end. “We-we shouldn’t.”
“And why not?” his husky voice sent shivers down your spine, and you gasped as his fingers tugged your panties away. He’d barely even touched you, yet you were soaking wet for him already. Two of his fingers slipped past your folds easily and you clamped down as he scissored you, finally releasing your bra and easing it off your shoulders. “They won’t know. We’re just studying, remember?”
Your relationship with Yuta was complicated, to say the least. Last month, your homeroom teacher assigned you to tutor him, and your eyes widened because the last person you expected to see was the notorious Okkotsu Yuta who barely attended school, preferring to live life in his own way.
He looked scary then; dark circles hanging heavily under amused eyes, slicked back hair that shone under the sunlight, and a half-sneer as an excuse for a smile.
He terrified you, until he didn’t. Contrary to what people said about him, how he wasn’t good for you, he was going to toy with you, he was someone you needed to stay away from, you never thought that way about Yuta. And he knew this too; he took advantage of your unconditional kindness, basking in your shy, soft touches and stuttering during study sessions whenever he stared at you a little longer than you expected.
You were so fucking cute he just couldn’t keep his hands off of you. He blamed you for it, really. He wouldn’t have been this addicted to the quiet, timid girl who followed rules and apologized way too much than necessary if you weren’t such a good girl for him.
But you were so cute, so curious and innocent that Yuta, being the more responsible and experienced one between the both of you, just had to give in to your pleas. Soon, your shy touches became eager ones, grinding on his thigh with your hands tugging at his collar while you begged for a kiss. You were so pretty too, always so ready and wanting for him, but oh, everything was different when you begged.
If he thought you were pretty before, it was nothing compared to when you begged.
Innocent eyes gazing up at him under thick lashes, small hands wrapped around the thick base of his cock, your pretty red lips begging to taste him – you were at your prettiest when you were begging for him, and how could he deny you?
It was because you were so good for him that he Yuta wasn’t selfish when it came to pleasing you, his cock hardening when your head fell back on his shoulders, lips open as wantons flooded through your lips. “Shh,” he chuckled with a kiss to your lips, his fingers pumping in and out of you until you were dripping down on his palm, the sopping sounds of your pussy nearly embarrassing. “You don’t want to be loud, baby, your parents will hear you.”
At the possibility of getting caught, your eyes widened, and you slapped your palm over your mouth to hide your sinful moans. Yuta’s eyes darkened as you trembled in his arms, trying so hard to be a good girl and keep your reputation, but the way you grinded down onto his fingers told a different story.
“Y-Yuta,” you cried out, reaching up to capture his lips in a kiss. He swallowed your moans while his other hand gripped your thighs tighter, your ass barely grazing his painful erection. “I need more, please, will you-will you-?”
“What do you want, baby? I can’t give it to you if you don’t tell me.”
Yuta smirked when you whimpered in his hold, your hips pumping up and down as you rode his fingers. It felt good, but it wasn’t enough. You knew he could give you more, and Yuta would gladly do anything for you as long as you said it.
The sight of you cumming all over his fingers, tits perked from under your shirt yet still looking so innocent from your shirt skirt – he could cum in his pants just watching you. But he held it all in, fully aware that you wanted him inside you, though your shyness still remained. Ironic, really, since Yuta had already lost count of the times he had to stuff your panties down your mouth as he dragged you to the nearest empty classroom, making you cum either just on his tongue or cock alone.
He figured he’d have ruined you by now, but you were just so good, such an innocent, pretty little thing that the mere mention of his dick had you flustered.
“Yuta, I can’t – you-you know what I mean,” you palmed him through his pants. Yuta hissed at how you pulled his cock out free from his confines, the warmth of your hand wrapping around his cock, the tip already flushed and red.
He gripped your wrist and pulled you towards him, resting your ass just above his cock. A dark look crossed his face when he saw you inhale sharply as he rubbed his tip all over your lips, your pink panties tugged all the way to the side, the material loosely clinging onto the fat of your flesh.
“Is this what you want,” he teased, hands placed on a tight grip of your hips as he slowly sank you down his length. He reveled at how you slowly lost yourself, thighs quaking, and it was just only the tip. “Do you deserve it, baby? Have you been a good girl for me that you think you deserve to feel good?”
“Yes, yes, of course!”
Your eyes were focused on the remaining length of his cock that wasn’t buried in you, and you were so needy, so fucking wet and horny that you wiggled your hips, a slight whine echoing from the room when Yuta only tightened his hips on you as a warning. “Don’t move,” he growled lowly, and like the good girl you were, you complied, bottom lip jutted out. “You don’t get to sit on my lap when you don’t beg hard enough for it, baby.”
“But, oh,” you tried to say, your words cut off when Yuta suddenly gripped your ass down all the way down his length in one go, your ass flat on his thighs.
Both of you groaned at the feeling of him buried deep inside you; you could feel him pulsing inside your heat already. Unsatisfied with your silence, Yuta slapped your ass, forcing you to look at him.
He was perfectly content with you cockwarming him; he could jack himself off later, but he knew you couldn’t satisfy yourself – not when your needy little cunt always wanted to be stuffed full with his dick.
“My parents are downstairs,” you tried to reason, though your actions betrayed your words as you dug your nails on his shoulders, eyes closed from the pleasure. Yuta gave small, slow thrusts, the movement just enough to scrape at your walls, almost as if to mock you that you could’ve had an orgasm by now if you just complied. “I-if they hear, they’re going to get mad, and they’ll find out that—”
“They’re going to find out what?” he thrusted his hips into yours sharply until your skirt was bunched all over your ass, his hands rough and hungry while he kept you in place. Your moans filled the room, and Yuta gripped one of your legs to press on your sides, thigh-high socks teasing and plumping up the flesh of your legs. “That their sweet, innocent daughter isn’t such a good girl after all? Look at you, walking around in school wearing that. You’re always begging to be fucked, baby.”
You didn’t deny him because his words were true, and soon Yuta had you choking in your own breath. He wanted to make you beg, to go down on your knees just to show him you deserved it, but you clenched down on him so hard that he lost himself too.
Yuta pulled you in for a heated kiss, his strong hands wrapping your legs around his waist before dropping you both down on the bed.
He didn’t bother pulling his shirt off, only jumping out of his slacks before he found home in between your legs. Yuta chuckled at how fucked out you were before him, teeth deep into one of your stuffed toys while he kept fucking into you.
He fell forward, hands planted beside your head, his dick scraping against the warm walls of your pussy.
You were close; he could feel it. Yuta picked up his pace and started littering lovemarks on your neck, somewhere people could see his markings and to claim you as his good girl.
You were such a good girl for him, letting him pump himself into you in a rough pace until you could no longer hold back your moans. “Yuta, Yuta, god, you-you feel so good, right there, oh,” you were a mess on his cock, drool collecting from your pillow and tongue lolled out.
He found you so pretty, so gorgeous and so good; screaming his name like that even as your parents called out to ask if you were fine just because you knew he liked it when you said his name while you were stuffed with his cock.
“Come on, baby,” he gripped your waist this time, not slowing down for a moment as his thrusts grew sloppy. Yuta’s dick twitched and pulsed harder inside you when your walls hugged him tightly, sucking him in too deep that he was hitting your most sensitive spots. “You’re close, aren’t you? You want to cum on my cock? Beg for it, come on.”
“Yuta, Yuta, please please please, want to cum on your cock, want you to fill me up,” your back arched when he hit your g-spot, your vision turning white for a moment. “Fuck, fuck, Yuta, fuck me good – please, I want you, there, please!”
His dick only further hardened upon hearing such dirty words fall from your pretty lips. You were begging so good for him, following his orders and making him feel good with your pretty pussy – how could he deny you? People said all bad things about him, how he wasn’t good for you, he was going to toy with you, he was someone you needed to stay away from, but that wasn’t true.
He kept fucking into you until you were creaming onto his cock, his name falling like a prayer on your wet mouth, losing all your sanity and comprehension when he spills inside you, your cum dripping down your ass.
Yuta chuckled before leaning down to kiss his pretty girl, so good for him, but what they didn’t know was that the bad boy was just as good for you, and he never failed to make you feel good.
They called him a bad boy, labeled him all sorts of things, warned you so much of the dangers he brought.
Everyone was just simply unaware how he good he was for you.
how you can help palestine
*i regularly update this post with any new info i find so please always reblog the original post*
donations currently reaching gaza:
help buy e-sims for people in gaza
donate to get food packages to gaza - care for gaza
palestine children's relief fund
world food programme
donate to ahmed (@/90-ghost on tumblr)
he is born, raised and based in gaza. please help him reach his goal of $50K to get his family to safety across the rafah border into egypt. as of right now… it’s $7.5K per person to evacuate gaza.
support palestinians: buy a keffiyeh from the last and only factory in palestine - hirbawi
secondary donations:
emergency relief for gaza - pious projects
palestine red crescent society
save palestine - islamic relief canada
send medical supplies to gaza - palestinian american medical association
click to donate - arab.org
help bring down israel's weapon trade - palaction
donate for the recovery of hisham awartani - gofundme
one of the three palestinian students shot by a racist in vermont for wearing kufiyas and speaking arabic. hisham’s injuries have left him paralysed from below the chest.
international cultural workers to strike from german cultural institutions for their complicity in oppressing palestinians and promoting genocide - strike germany
petition to investigate war crimes committed by israeli military
demand ceasefire - amnesty international
open call for immediate ceasefire
american government call for immediate ceasefire
american government to stop funding israeli military
ceasefire and increase humanitarian assistance - oxfam au
petition to get canva to address their pro-israel stance
invoke the genocide convention to call for ceasefire in gaza - world beyond war
suspend israel from international sports - diem25
UK to expel israeli ambassador - change.org
gaza healthcare workers for nobel peace prize - change.org
teachers around the world demand ceasefire - teachers for palestine
location specific petitions
gaza call for lasting ceasefire - oxfam (UK)
end israeli occupation - parliament uk (UK)
email your MP - medical aid for palestine (UK)
protect gaza civilians - islamic relief (UK)
stop fuelling genocide - action network (USA)
@ biden: call for ceasefire now - move on (USA)
ceasefirenow.com - jewishvoiceofpeace (USA)
call congress and demand a ceasefire - uscpr (USA - they provide a script of what you should say, so don't worry about it)
note: you can call everyday. they tally the number of calls per issue. so more calls = higher chance for them to take action. p.s. you mainly go to voicemail so don’t worry about phone call anxiety. fight through it just this once please.
australia call on israel to stop attacking palestinians - apan (AUS)
immediate ceasefire and increase in humanitarian aid in gaza - actionaid (AUS)
email your MPs - stand with palestine (AUS)
‼️ australian senate to investigate australian citizens in the IDF for war crimes allegations - fpm (AUS)
‼️ arms embargo on israel - cjpme (CANADA)
sign to send letter to MP for ceasefire - nccm (CANADA)
ceasefire now! - ijv (CANADA)
ceasefire and allow aid to enter gaza - oxfam (CANADA)
call on your local mayor and council to demand ceasefire - LeadNow (CANADA)
cessez-le-feu et un couloir humanitaire - le mouvement (FRANCE)
écrivez aux député-es et sénateurs-trices - association france palestine solidarité (FRANCE)
write to your député - assemblée nationale (FRANCE)
skydda civilbefolkningen i gaza! - mittskifte (SWEDEN)
singaporeans call for immediate ceasefire (SIN)
contact your elected reps and demand a ceasefire (GERMANY)
write to the EU demanding a ceasefire (EUROPE)
template of letters you can send (EU)
guide on how to contact your MPs in EU
p.s. if the template is outdated, just use it as a guide and add a few sentences here and there that reflect the current situation. i can’t find any recent templates so :/ at least this is something
multiple actions you can take to help palestine - plant een olifbloom (NETHERLANDS)
includes: links for donations, emails to MP, emails to media, links to petitions and demonstrations
den haag, maak nú werk van vrede in israël/Palestina - the right forum (NETHERLANDS)
māori call for palestine - ourActionStation (NZ)
special visa for palestinians in gaza with family in NZ - NZ parliament/pāremata aotearoa (NZ)
deem israeli actions as war crimes - NZ parliament/pāremata aotearoa (NZ)
basta ao genocídio em Gaza! - awaaz (BRAZIL)
globo e grande mídia, parem de desumanizar civis palestinos - the intercept (BRAZIL)
‼️ justice for palestine
reach out to countries to back up south africa’s invoke genocide convention at the ICJ
‼️ international criminal court
submit evidences of israeli war crimes
friends of al-aqsa
❥ UK-specific
urge your MP to speak up for palestine
hands off al-aqsa
stop administrative detention
petition for UK to stop arming israel
❥ International
boycott puma — email them to end their partnership with israel
boycott coca-cola
palestine action
join the resistance
islamic relief canada
urge your MP to rally for ceasefire
decolonise palestine
poster campaign to raise awareness on the war crimes being committed against palestinians
text/call campaign for people living in USA
text CEASEFIRE @ 51905 to call for a ceasefire
text RESIST @ 50409 to send a letter to your representatives to pass HR3103–a bill that prohibits tax dollars from going to israel
download 5Calls app to contact members of your congress | (more info)
fax campaign for people in the USA
go on this website to send 5 free faxes per day
here’s a link to a pre-written fax copy you can download to send (the first link on the linktree)
here’s a video that explains how to fax your senator (it’s very easy and all you need is a valid email address)
‼️ BDS movement
get involved in boycotting companies associated with israel
please let me know if you have any more links. i will add them in. and please reblog the original post!!
PALESTINIAN LITERATURE READING LIST
make a Pinterest board for his future wedding, complete with specific sections itadori did not appreciate sukuna telling him he’d be lucky to even find a person to marry him
try out different hairstyles and outfit for three whole hours because itadori wanted to ‘re-invent’ himself
stare at pictures of jennifer lawrence and make a collage of them as his home screen
write ‘fan fiction’ with an oc scarily similar to jennifer lawrence and sukuna was about to go crazy because the grammar was awful and the plot was mediocre with cringey cliches that made it identical to all the other wattpad stories
see him take 15 pictures in a row and end up deleting 20 from his camera roll
send snapchat streaks to megumi and nobara only to get aired he then sent 3 more within the hour taking time to decorate the snap with bitmoji stickers which still got aired
see/hear his multiple daydreams with complete narratives every night before he sleeps
learn the lyrics to rap songs and tell gojo he wants to try making a soundcloud mixtape the worst thing is gojo supporting him
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loid: head empty no thoughts only yor
Before you all start sending me anon hate asks calling me racist and that shit, please read the whole thing.
First of all, I'm Colombian. Second of all, I can not believe I'm posting about Encanto again, but my tumblr feed is FULL of Encanto posts because everybody loves it. And I'm okay with that, really. As a Colombian, I'm really happy to see that people enjoy a movie about my culture this much. But-
I've seen some posts and some anon asks from white people complaining about how we "dirty Colombians" ruined Encanto for them. Like? Hello, are you aware you're talking about a movie about "dirty Colombians"? If you are this much of a racist jerk then why did you even watch a movie about latinos in the first place? You say this things about us and then claim that you actually like the movie and the characters? And you have the nerve to say that we are the racist ones because we want our culture to be respected?
This is not about all white people, of course. If you are white and you genuinely like the movie, please don't take this personally. I'm talking specifically about this kind of people:
And these are just a few of them.
Honestly, I can not believe there are so many gringos with that amount of free time. The main reason I'm writing this in English is because I want all those racists to read this: all of you need a fucking hobby. Are your lives really that boring? Are your lives really that sad? The most interesting thing you all have to do with your day is posting shit and sending disgusting anon hate to random Colombians in tumblr? Like??????? What the actual hell. You have no friends, no hobbies? What's going on at home? Seriously, you all need therapy. Get a coffee and take a bath, calm down.
And none of you dare to call me homophobic cause I'm very queer, thank you very much.
Please, make all the headcanons you want and post about the characters, I don't give a fuck. Isabela is a lesbian, Camilo is genderfluid, Luisa is trans, Dolores is autistic, all of them are queer and neurodivergent. Just don't be so fucking disgusting against us and our country and our culture. When a latino says that a latino queer character don't represent white queer people (I personally don't care about this but I get why other latinos do) is because historically we have been erased from the lgbt+ movement by you white racists. There are lots of white characters you can headcanon as queer to feel represented. And there are lots of white characters that are canonicaly queer.
I'm not doing this because I have something against white people, but because I have something against racists.
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“A woman can’t be leader. They’re fragile and emotional and if she got her period she’d cause a nuclear war.”
No one is fucking talking about it but another black man was killed by the same police department that killed George Floyd they killed him 9 minutes after entering his apartment. No knock warrants are fucking bullshit. He was wrapped in his blanket he was innocent they had the wrong address there is body can cottage you cannot fucking deny this bullshit.
This is being hushed up and covered up and I cannot believe it took me until TODAY, SIX DAYS AFTER IT HAPPENED to find out about it.
Everyone should be talking about this shit.
All the BLM protests and here we are again. We cannot let a single one of these slide because that's how nothing changes and that's how innocent people are being killed at the hands of assholes who are happy to pull the trigger without hesitation. I'm so fucking upset right now and so should you be.