ALICIAAAAAAA WHERE DID YOU GO

ALICIAAAAAAA WHERE DID YOU GO 🥲🥲

i’m alive i’m alive!!!!!!!!!!!! sorry anon life has been really hectic nd i’ve never had the time to go on tumblr 😞

and also cus:

jkjkjk i’m still in my miguel era— also, yall it’s nearly been a year since atsv came out like HUH i can’t believe it . i’m prolly gonna rewatch it with my besties to celebrate it’s one year anniversary

but yeah anyway i’m alive i am here (i swear i’ll read the moots fics when i get the time i see y’all posted and i need to support the baes✊✊)

personally if that was me..

“ES UN SECRETO!” — ft. dbf!miguel

today's family get-together has been quite, eventful. certaintly having a thing with your dad's best friend was going to make barbecues and family dinners harder, but god, it is unbearable.

this entire summer day, being around miguel has been incredibly difficult, and you knew it was going to be ever since he walked through the door. denim jeans, black buttoned up shirt with a bit of his chest exposed, gold chain and hair perfectly framing his chiseled face. fuck.

all party long you, and even him, have been trying to be as discreet as possible. not glancing in his direction for far too long. not rubbing up on him. no flirting or teasing. not even conversing “casually” like two family friends would. you feel like your suffocating, having him in your presence and not being able to do anything about it.

throughout the day, you grow tired of this whole secretive act and let yourself go. well, just a little. placing your hand on his thigh as you and others watch sports on the tv. eyeing him up and down as he talks to the other invitees. poking fun at him in a group conversation.

your teasings are driving miguel mad, seeing how shameless you are by acting this way infront of everyone’s clueless eyes, and all he can do is just tolerate it. he can't tell if it’s making him frustrated or turned on.

—

the afternoon sun shines upon your backyard, music booming in the background as the delicious aroma of grilled meat fills the air.

you gather around with some of your beloved cousins and family friends, sipping from your cocktails together as you all catch up on each others lives. laughs and cheers spreading amongst the group.

across the lawn, miguel chats with your uncle and some other male relatives as they drink around the fuming bbq. although he’s meters away from you, he can't seem to take his eyes off of you, especially after what you’ve been pulling for the last hour.

he stares at your every move, the way you laugh, the way your legs cross in the lawn chair, the way your hair shines in the sun. he's holding back so bad. he's dying to just be there next to you, arm around you, touching you, being all yours like he should be.

you grin at your cousin as she shares all the juicy details of her story, seeing miguel in your peripheral. you turn your head slightly, your grin fading into a slight smirk as you notice his look from afar.

sipping his beer slowly, his eyes are intense. he knows what your thinking, and you know it too. his leg crossed infront of the other as he leans against the wooden fence. chills run all over your body from the eye contact, goosebumps on your skin almost like it’s the first time. after a couple seconds, he turns his head back to the conversation. tongue in his cheek as he looks down, attempting not to smile.

"you good?" your cousin raises a brow, nudging you on the shoulder. you cough in your fist, "yeah, sorry" you chuckle nervously, placing your cocktail on the glass table infront of you. getting up from your chair, you brush down your shirt, “needa use the bathroom real quick, tell me what happens next when i come back" you grin. your smile drops as you turn and walk back inside your house. miguel curiously watches you, the way you make your way inside rather fast.

you head down a long hallway and straight to the bathroom, shutting the door behind you. leaning against the door for a second, you try to catch some air from all the tension and noise from the world outside. you wash your hands and quickly dry them, turning towards the mirror. you take a close look at your face, touching up your makeup with your finger and fixing your hair. you don’t know how much longer you can do this.

a minute goes by and you hear a subtle knock at the door. you stay silent, unsure if you really heard a knock after all. seconds later, another knock, only a bit louder than the previous one. “busy!” you call out politely, slightly panicking in the hopes that nobody attempts to walk in on you. “y/n,” says in a low breathy voice against the door. “abre la puerta”

part 2 next week 😶 ….

redownloaded cai for the 19394829483838th time can y’all give me sum good bots please :3

HELLO ? this is so sweet i need my mannnnnnnn ugh

thanq pxtch ur drabbles are saur cute omg

more Peter fluff because I LOVE HIM

—

Peter was having a deep sleep, you were wide awake. You hear his snoring and you giggled. Its been a while since he got this good of a sleep, he needs it.

You give him a kiss on his forehead and he chuckles in his sleep and blushed a little. You decided he deserved to wake up to a clean apartment and some food because why not? He deserves it!!

So you clean the apartment, and make some simple food for him because you don’t want to overboard him with a full corse meal.

After you finished, you waited a bit then you gently wake him up.

He stirs awake, groggily. Rubbing his eyes “hmm? What’s wrong? Is -yawn- everything okay honey?” His voice tired.

You smile and kiss his forehead “everything is okay baby, sit up f’me” you gently helped him sit up, and after he adjusted and woke up. You handed him the simple meal

He surprised but his shock turned immediately into a smile “for me?” He asked you and you nodded “all for you my love”

You hear a sniffle, and you see he’s tearing up with a huge smile on his face. “I’m just—so happy im dating you, and i get to see you everyday” he said as he wiped his tears. “I’m so grateful that you stuck around with me and—“

You stopped his talking with a big kiss, and he chuckled and kissed you back.

after a bit, you wiped his tears away. “wanna eat now?” I giggled and he smiled. He nodded “yeah, that sounds nice.”

After he ate, and feeding you some of it. He felt sleepy again, he washed the dishes with you and at the end. You guys cuddled together on the bed, sleeping together.

He plants a kiss on your forehead mumbling the words “I love you”

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I love Peter b

AWWH PXTCH I love this so much!! All this sweetness?! FOR FREE?! 😭😭

Ughh I think he would die if we did random acts of service like this for him bc he's used to being Spidey and serving everyone else so let us spoil him for a change 😩 AWW and also his little speech 😭 and us cutting him off LOL, like honey, just eat your food okay, I love you too 🥱😩🥰 I love the adorable interaction there I'm melted into soup entirely 😭 I think that man would give amazing cuddles!!! TY for this sweet thought Pxtch you're the best 🫶🏽🫶🏽

boyfie hard launch xx (real)

thanks for the tag cupcake !! i luv ur sona omg :3

last thing i’ve drawn <3

(yes he gets major sunburn, he’s half irish obviously…………. and also speaking from experience i turn beet red when sun touches my face #LOLIRISHindeed)

last line i’ve written (i don’t even write i just want to be included 😔)

(it was 3am and i was ovulating sorry guys…)

no pressure tags: @lazyjellyfish300 @mybvalentine @pxtched @bluesidez @kissitbttr

Last Line challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

I was tagged by @the-rain-on-kamino !! Thanks!

This is my latest wip, from a bunch I have haha

No pressure tags: @tarjapearce @del-ightfulling @queen--kenobi @wild-karrde