Tutubeanie917 - Niya

• Taking Care of Injured Sevika •

It's like pulling teeth.

Sevika is kind of an asshole whenever she's wounded, to be honest.

Like, you're not just fighting her stubbornness here, you're also battling her ego, too.

She will downplay any injury she obtains even if it's her literal metal prosthetic torn straight off.

Even if said prosthetic is just a hunk of steel scrap on the ground now and her stub is oozing pink Shimmer everywhere.

Sevika's first instinct will be to practically throw you off of her when you rush to her aid.

She will be gruff, crude and absolutely boorish.

She will tell you that she is fine and to stop being so damn dramatic.

She will bark at you to fetch her a strong drink while she collapses down onto your shared apartments couch and lights up a cigarette.

To say Sevika is an unruly patient is an egregious understatement.

Plus, the woman is built like a brick wall so it's not like you can force her to do anything she doesn't want to do, even if it's for her own benefit.

At times it seems like she'd much rather bleed out and die than let you tend to her.

The only time Sevika even half listens to you is through bribery.

If you offer something she wants than maybe, maybe she will spend the day in bed resting or actually let you change her bandages or take the medicine you prescribe her.

There are only two sure fire ways to motivate her into doing what you say.

You either tell her that you will give her a nice, rare vintage bottle of alcohol or that you'll let her do anything she wants to you in the bedroom once she recovers.

Summed up nicely, Sevika's passions are fighting, which is why she's injured in the first place, a nice bottle of aged whiskey or scotch and you naked in bed.

It's not like you mind spending money on a nice vintage for your girlfriend and you mind even less being completely at the sexy, buff lady's mercy but still...

The fact that you have to resort to buying her off in some way just to get her to heal properly is ridiculous.

Whenever you try to disinfect a flesh wound she hisses from the sting and makes it seem like a personal attack to her.

The gray eyed glare she fixes you is murderous to say the least and it's a good thing she can't kill with just a look, otherwise you'd be dead.

And, don't even get me started on how grumpy Sevika is in the days that follow.

When she has visible bandages wrapped around her like a mummy, when her damaged metal prosthetic is in a sling, waiting for a mechanic to come and fix it. (It being too wrecked for her to make her own repairs)

You've theorized that Sevika's aversion to being seen injured has to do with her ego as well and that she doesn't want others, especially Silco and his underlings to see her as "weak".

She has a reputation to maintain after all as being the scariest lady in the Undercity.

So when she does get hurt she feels like her whole position may be threatened and the bruise to her self esteem is way worse than whatever bodily injury she did receive.

Never mind the fact that 9 out of 10 times it's her opponent who she fought that has to spend months in the hospital recovering from the damage she caused.

You try to be gentle and understanding of her pride since you know how challenging it can be maintaining her "not to be messed with", dangerous infamy.

The Undercity is a dog eat dog world after all, especially when working for Silco.

You have to conjure up the patience of a saint whenever she's injured.

You have to be on your best behavior because these are sensitive times and she tends to snap and growl.

You will have to stand your ground as well despite being a mere mouse up against a lion.

But seriously, "If she doesn't allow for the cut to be properly cleaned it will get infected!"

Rationally you know that your girlfriend would never hurt you but it is no trifling matter having to assert yourself against the beautiful giant.

When Sevika is in pain and injured her temperance becomes akin to a bear just awoken from hibernation.

Once you knocked a carafe of booze right out of her hand when she had been adamantly refusing to let you attend to her for going on hours.

Her blood was everywhere around your shared apartment and she needed to be properly cleaned.

As the alcohol splashed across the whole room and shattered glass made it's own mosaic onto the floor the look the enforcer of Zaun had given you made you freeze like a deer in headlights.

Though despite her bone chilling glare it was quickly replaced with a smug, almost proud smirk.

That night only resulted in her yanking you towards her by the flesh of your hips and having her way with you.

It is very challenging to get Sevika to focus on the task at hand, which is tending to the wounds and allowing for them to heal.

She just wants to smoke, drink and have you beneath her.

Though despite her thorny, brutish behavior when hurt she does deep down feel gratitude towards you.

And, it's certainly no turn off for her having you as her nurse.

Sevika just isn't used to someone caring for her and actually wanting to take care of her, okay.

The reason she's such a bitch to you is because you're making her feel all soft and warm inside and she hates it.

Like, no, stop fussing over her and making her feel loved.

But, also don't stop and she secretly appreciates you so much.

Sevika knows she is difficult and chances are she will always be difficult but subtly she does show you how much she loves you.

She is not one to do anything she doesn't want to do, so if she actually hated you taking care of her, you'd be thrown straight through a window.

And, though she argues against your ministrations to the enth degree it's just a small way of maintaining her pride.

In truth Sevika knows what sorry state she'd be in without you to care for her.

And, even more does she know how broken her heart would be if she didn't have your love.

This is too cute I’m crying 😭😭😭😭😭😭🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

Heya I dunno if you've done this before but could you please write a little something about surprising Grayson with a puppy 🥺

here’s what i was listening to while writing

Puppy Love

Requested ⇢ Yes/No

Type ⇢ Fanfic ♡

“What’s that?”

Grayson does so much for you. If she ever felt you were under a bunch of stress she’d wake you with a bouquet of flowers on your nightstands with one of your favorite desserts for breakfast with a little love note. It was just her way of showing she loved you. It was so much so who were you to not give her a gift in return.

Grayson was spending a bit of extra time in the office when you had set everything up. You were gonna give her a nice meal before you actually gifted her. Like a calm before the storm type deal because how would Grayson react to a puppy? What if she didn’t like it? It was best to serve her a good meal just so she won’t be too upset.

___

You had just put away the ‘surprise’ when Grayson walked through the door.

“Y/n, I’m home” She called out

You hurry to greet her so nothing seems suspicious.

“Welcome home” With a kiss you lead her by the hand to the kitchen table where you serve her one of her favorite meals. She looks a bit confused and wonders why you're being so nice all of a sudden. Then she ask

“Y/n…what did you do?”

You gasp, getting defensive

“What? Can’t I just do something nice for you?”

“There has to be something. What is it Y/n?” Grayson continued, forgetting the food and giving you her whole attention.

When you didn’t give her an answer she pats her thighs motioning for you to sit on her lap, which you did.

“Tell me what it is sweetheart” She spoke so softly.

“I swear it’s nothin-“

Arf!! Arf!!

You stop.

Grayson looks around trying to figure out what happened.

“What was that?” She asked. After a quick pause, within seconds you’re running off to make sure said surprise was okay. They were making too much noise and you didn’t want Grayson snooping. Too bad it’s Grayson.

“Y/n???” Graysons following far behind you just being a good girlfriend and making sure your not hurt or anything.

“CLOSE YOUR EYES!!” You shout from behind the door.

“Y/n what’s wron-“

“JUST DO IT” And with a loud groan Graysons closing her eyes.

You carefully pick up the puppy, trying not to make him bark and open the door. How should you do it? Put him in her face and tell her open? No that’ll be weird. What about letting him run around her?? What if she steps on him?

“Y/n I’m getting tired” She said bluntly.

You decided to go with the first option and just do it. Holding him in front in front of her.

“Okay…open”

Grayson did and was met with a drooling baby french bulldog with a bright blue ribbon tied around his neck. Her eyes widen in shock and she went speechless. You took this as an opportunity and explained yourself

“Ain’t he a saint??? I haven’t given him a name yet just in case you didn’t want him”

You thought you saw tears in her eyes.

Grayson takes him from your arms and starts petting him gently, talking to him in a baby voice.

“Hey little guy. Where did you come from??” It’s like she turned into complete putty. She’s scratching his neck and giving him kisses while he’s licking all over her face.

“You’re such a cutie, yes you are!!!” She continued.

You were happy she liked it but you started overthinking about whether she liked it too much. As you were about to question her she’s grabbing your face with her free hand and brining you in for a kiss. You melted in the kiss. It was like one big family, if you could you would’ve taken a picture. You both pull away and retched.

“Ewwww, you kissed me after that dog was all over you” You try wiping away the kiss. Grayson laughs

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For the rest of the night, dinner long forgotten, You, Grayson and now named Bear, sat cuddled on the couch while Grayson cooed about how adorable he was. You were happy she liked it. Now you just needed to make sure she didn’t love him more than you.

note: St. Bernard’s are so cute.

Make Me - Sevika x FemReader

NSFW!

Warnings: Mentions of knife/Sub Sevika

Word: 1,851

Summary: You found a way to make Sevika tell you what you wanted to know.

“You know,” You teasingly tug on the ropes that were confining Sevika’s body, “this would’ve been much easier if you just tell me what’s going on.”

Sevika gritted her teeth in exasperation as she struggled to free herself from Silco’s chair. You let out a satisfied hum as you sat comfortably on Silco’s desk, eyeing the furious woman in front of you. You giggled before pulling the chair closer to you with your foot.

“How about you stay out of my business?” Sevika knitted her eyebrows as she hissed at you.

“Hey, I’m also working for Silco,” You traced her blue, glowing scars with your fingernails, making her flinch, “I have the right to know.”

You lifted Sevika’s chin with your index finger, giving her a taunting smile.

“Who are you after? I heard it was about some girls or something.” You tilted your head as your eyes trained on her lips, waiting for an answer.

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Marsha P. Johnson Polaroids by Andy Warhol, 1974.

My primo Camilo won’t stop until he makes you smile today.

ENCANTO (2021) dir. Jared Bush, Byron Howard & Castro Smith

How the Madrigals Would React to Seeing You in Encanto for the First Time - Pt. 1

The Madrigals x gn!Reader

Fluff - Romantic

Requested: No

[Word Count: 941]

The Madrigals are used to seeing most citizens of Encanto frequently, so it's always a shock when they see someone new. They just weren't expecting for that person to be so stunning.

- My first Encanto piece because I'm lowkey scared to write for this movie. It's short for that same reason, sorry! -

Pt. 2

Camilo and Mirabel involved, 18+ DON'T READ THEIR PARTS (they're last)

Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, and Mirabel included

Luisa

She was just helping out with moving carts around when she saw you out of the corner of her eye

After doing a double take, she almost dropped the cart she had in her hand

You were the most stunning person she had ever seen

Luisa instantly became mesmerized with how you moved, elegantly and with purpose as you looked about the Encanto

When you looked back at her and smiled, Luisa felt her heart stop for a moment

She wanted to go up to you and say something, anything, but her mind had drawn a blank

And so she just stared as you turned and walked down the opposite road, waving at passersby as you went

She didn’t stop thinking about you for the rest of the day, running through speeches in her head so that next time she saw you, she would have something to say

Isabela

Through the haze of countless purple and pink flower petals, Isabela almost didn’t see you at first

Once the curtain fell, though, you were the first person her eyes went to

You were just a member of the crowd, watching and cheering along with everyone else, but you stood out enough to catch her eye

You seemed to glow as if you were made of the sun itself, illuminating your frame as you clapped for her show

She would never admit it, but Isabela knows that a few mismatched flowers sprouted along the length of her hair when you smiled at her

After the kids had run off to go be entertained by Camilo, Isabela rushed towards you to make her standard greeting

For some reason she couldn’t explain, she fumbled with her words for a moment, stuttering as you took her hand to shake

Dolores watched the whole thing, and needless to say, the whole Madrigal family was instantly in on the plan to get their dear Isabela to talk to this mysterious newcomer

Dolores

The commotion of Encanto tends to keep Dolores away, but something compelled her to visit just this one day

As she was wandering about, picking out certain fruits for Julieta to cook with, she accidentally bumped into someone at a stand

Dolores turned to apologize, but the words got caught in her throat when she made eye contact with you

Time seemed to move slower than usual as you smiled at her, apologizing for running into her

“No, no, I’m sorry for bumping into you,” Dolores said, her quiet voice even softer than usual

You and her actually struck up a conversation, and Dolores realized just how easy it was for her to talk to you. It felt natural, and she instantly got a sense of safety just from this one moment with you

When you parted ways, Dolores couldn’t get you off of her mind, even spilling her own secret to her family at dinner that night

She would later send Camilo out to search for you while he did his chores so he could tell you that Dolores wishes to see you again, and that she wanted to invite you to a dinner at their Casita

Camilo

Camilo was supposed to be entertaining the kids when you stopped by

He shifted back into himself, watching with a slightly parted mouth as one of the children he was playing with ran into the arms of the most enchanting person he had ever seen

You stood, chuckling at your younger sibling, and thanked him for watching over them

Camilo nodded numbly before he came to his senses, literally shaking himself out of it

He caught you before you could get too far away, gently grabbing you by the shoulder and introducing himself

You two hit it off better than Camilo expected, and you even stuck around to help him handle the kids while he went off to help with some more chores he had around Encanto

When he returned, Camilo thanked you profusely, and offered to meet up with you again sometime

While on the surface it looked like a smooth way to ask for you to hang out with him more, Camilo’s face was probably hotter than a summer’s day and he was fighting the urge to shift bodies just so he wasn’t sweating as badly

When he watched you walk away with your little sibling in tow, he couldn’t help shifting into you, completely lost in thought (the kids loved this and now refuse to stop mocking him for it, much to Camilo’s dismay)

Mirabel

Mirabel figured that day to be just like all the others until she saw you talking to a sweet old lady that seemed to be pointing out the way to somewhere

She watched as you thanked the lady and turned to leave before she came to her senses and scrambled to follow you, insisting that it wasn’t in a creepy way or anything and she just wanted to say hi

You heard her footsteps and abruptly stopped, spinning on your heel to be met face-to-face with Mirabel Madrigal - her glasses askew and fists clenching the fabric of her skirt

Mirabel hastily introduced herself with a nervous grin, violently extending her hand for a shake

You could tell she was nervous but humored her, acting like this was any old greeting (which you had been doing lots of as of late)

You explained that you were new to Encanto and that your family had moved here only a week ago, to which Mirabel offered to show you around

When you accepted, Mirabel waited for you to turn around before holding a mini-celebration with herself, quickly fist bumping the air

historians would say emily dickinson is a vampire

Only Human

summary: reader comforts luisa after an especially stressful day

“you’re still only human.”

words: 1054

luisa madrigal x gn!reader or fem!reader

no warnings. fluff and a tiny bit of angst (?)

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I wiped my hands off on my old shirt, stepping back to take one final look at my painting. It was a portrait of my girlfriend, Luisa, riding a unicorn. She hadn’t asked me to paint it for her but I figured it would be a nice surprise. After staring at it for a few seconds longer, I let out a sigh of relief, feeling accomplished. It was perfect, just as my muse. A sudden knock at my door broke my trance.

“Cariño? Are you home? It’s Luisa.” I rolled my eyes endearingly, as no one called me “cariño” but Luisa. I quickly covered up my painting with a cloth and opened the door to my beautiful, big softie of a girlfriend.

“Luisa, hey, what are you doing here? I thought you still had things to take care of.” Luisa’s shoulders sank and her eyes started to get a glassy look, filled with tears.

“What’s wrong, angel?” I asked, furrowing my brows. Her face contorted as she let tears fall from her eyes. I stepped outside and wrapped her in a tight hug, running my hand along her back.

“Come inside, mi vida, here, sit down.” I led her to the couch and sat down next to her. She immediately laid down with her head on my lap, signaling that she wanted me to play with her hair. I gently removed her red ribbon and undid her braid, combing my fingers through her thick hair. I could hear her trying to steady her breathing so I gave her a few minutes before saying anything else.

After about 5 minutes, her quickened breathing had slowed down to a regular pace. I glanced down at Luisa. Her eyes were closed, but she was stroking my thigh with her left hand gently.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” I asked softly, continuing to run my fingers through her hair. Luisa let out a deep sigh.

“I was in the middle of doing my afternoon chores around town when this really angry guy came up to me. I didn’t remember him at first but I guess he was someone who I had helped a few days ago?” Luisa paused and took another deep breath.

“… Anyway, he starts yelling at me about crates of fruit that i had forgotten to move the previous day, and he said that some animals had gotten to them and ate everything. I was just so busy that day that it must’ve slipped my mind. I felt really bad but I couldn’t get a word in because he wouldn’t stop yelling at me!”

I felt Luisa’s breath quicken again.

“He wouldn’t stop yelling… he called me useless… and stupid… and I couldn’t take it anymore so I just stormed off, while he continued to yell after me.”

My heart sank. All of this over some fruit? It must have been aggravating, yes, but that’s no way to speak to anyone. But especially not Luisa, the one person who was constantly busting their ass around town helping people, rarely getting so much as a “please” or “thank you.” And of course Luisa wouldn’t tell him off, she was too passive for that. My brief sadness turned into anger, but I tried to hide it for Luisa’s sake.

“I don’t like… being yelled at…” Luisa’s voice cracked and her breathing hitched again, cueing tears to start falling again.

“I know, angelita, I know.” I ran my hand up and down her left arm gently, petting her head while she tried to calm down.

“I’m really sorry that you had to go through that. People make mistakes, people forget things. He shouldn’t’ve have reacted the way he did. You’re still only human.” Luisa tried to steady her breathing again. She took my hand from her arm and planted a kiss on it.

“Thank you cariño. I’m so grateful for you.” Luisa lifted her head off my lap and faced me, looking into my eyes. She quickly glanced at my lips, and gave me a soft but tired smile. Before she could say anything I leaned in and kissed her, cupping her face in my hand while wiping away her tears.

“I love you too, angel.” I planted a final kiss on her forehead, and she snuggled up against me, resting her head on my shoulder. We played with each others’ hands while sitting in a comfortable silence. After a while Luisa spoke.

“What’re you working on over there?” She asked sleepily, motioning to my cloth-covered easel. My heart skipped a beat. I was nervous to show her my painting but I figured now was as good a time as any.

“Oh! Well…” I slowly got up from my spot on the couch and made my way over to my painting.

“It’s a.. painting. Of you!” I said, almost a little too enthusiastically, removing the cloth from the easel. Luisa sat upright, her mouth agape and eyes twinkling with surprise. She walked over to the painting, studying every detail and brushstroke.

“This is… I… Wow! This is gorgeous, cariño! I sure hope I’d look that good riding a unicorn.” Luisa and I giggle, and she lifts me off the ground, pulling me into a tight hug.

“What did I do to deserve you?” Luisa asked quietly, more to herself. I pepper her cheek with kisses, getting another giggle out of her. She sets me back on the ground, with a look of serenity on her face. I could tell that she was exhausted from the day she’d had.

“Do you want to go upstairs and take a nap?” I ask, grabbing her hand gently.

“That would be nice.” Luisa says softly, as we make our way to my room. I pulled back the covers on my bed and fluffed my pillows as Luisa stripped down to her undergarments. I didn’t feel the need to change since I was already wearing an old shirt. I laid down on my bed, waiting for Luisa to join me. I opened my arms to her and she climbed into them, leaning her face into my chest. I planted a kiss on top of her head, while she wrapped her arms around my waist.

She drifted to sleep in my arms pretty quickly, and I soon joined her in my dreams.

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this was partially inspired by a post about details from the “encanto: a tale of three sisters” book that said that luisa cries when yelled at. i don’t write fanfic a whole lot, but i really wanted some luisa fluff so !! (sorry in advance for any spelling errors, didn’t really proof read. also pls forgive me if any spanish is incorrect !)

The Dance

@bwall-7204 the wedding suggestion

You stood for a moment, preparing yourself for what ever was going to happen as you knocked on Tia Peppa and Tio Felix’s door. You gathered your courage rapped sharply twice.

“Come in!” Tia Peppa called.

“I’m sorry to disturb you, but I need your help.” Tio Felix and Tia Peppa fixed their attention on you, from where they sat on the bed. “Please teach me to lead.” You requested. The cloud above Tia Peppa’s head malfunctioned and Tio Felix looked horribly confused. “For the purposes of dancing.” You clarified quickly.

“Oh!” They said simultaneously, sharing a look for relief.

“You’ve come to the right Madrigals then.” Felix said.

“Right, for the other, you should probably talk to Abuela.” Peppa agreed.

“How much do you know?” Felix said getting to his feet.

“Uhh, nothing.” You said.

“You want to learn by the wedding, right?” Peppa asked, looking over at her husband.

“Is that too much of an ask? I understand if it is!” You said quickly, starting to back out.

“Of course not!” Felix announced, “Why do you want to lead though?”

“Wellll, I’ve noticed that when Luisa is dancing with her sisters or her cousin, she tends to lead, and I thought it would be nice if she could follow for once.” You said, rubbing the back of your neck. Soft rain drops began to fall as Peppa started to cry.

“That’s so cute!” She walked over to you, taking both of your hands in hers. “Of course we’ll teach you!”

Wedding planning was starting to make everyone in Casita Madrigal a bit crazy. You had been placed on Agustin duty, ensuring that, however he helped didn’t result in serious injuries. Often, Augstin duty overlapped with mother of the bride duty as you tried to help keep Peppa from unleashing a hurricane at any minor inconvenience. Thankfully, dance lessons seemed to distract her enough that you could keep her calm, and Augstin was surprisingly helpful.

“You don’t have to tense that much. Your follow will know to hold themselves up a little bit.” He said, safely seated in a fort of pillows.

“And smile!” Peppa added. “This is supposed to be fun.” You nodded, only to get zapped with mini lightning when Peppa saw one of Tio Bruno’s rats absconding with a decoration. You really did try not to drop her, but the sharp pain in your hand had caused you to jerk away.

“I’m so sorry!” You said, helping her up.

“You’re fine, dear. I shouldn’t have shocked you.” Peppa soothed before stalking off to go get the rat.

“I’m going to go see Julietta, please don’t leave the pillow fort.” You said to Agustin. He gave a thumbs up and you walked into the kitchen, guarding your injured hand.

“Just me.” You called into the kitchen before pushing open the door.

“Angel! What happened?” Luisa’s joy turned to concern at the way you were holding your hand.

“Tia Peppa shocked me on accident.” You said.

“Let me see.” Julietta, bustled past her daughter to look at the scorch mark on your hand. She nodded slowly. “Do you have any discomfort or numbness anywhere else?”

“No.” You said, smiling a little as Luisa slipped behind you to put her arms around you.

“Here.” Julietta said, handing you an Arepa. “Let me know if that hasn’t resolved everything.”

“Yes ma’am.” You promised before eating. In an instant your hand felt good as new. “I should get back to keeping an eye on your dad.” You turned in Luisa’s arms to face her. She nodded and stole a kiss as a voice from outside called for her.

“Coming!” She gave an exasperated look skyward before leaving you.

You walked back to where you had left Augstin. He and Abuela were having a conversation which abruptly stopped as you approached.

“Inventive solution.” Abuela commented, gesturing at the pillow tower.

“Thank you.”

“It seems you have many such interesting solutions. Keeping Peppa calm with dance lessons was an excellent idea.”

“Thank you, Abuela.”

“Is there a particular reason you want to lead?” She asked, raising a single eyebrow.

“I wanted to surprise Luisa.” You said, wondering faintly if you had done something wrong. Abuela only smiled and inclined her head before walking off. You looked at Agustin.

“What was that about?” He looked like he didn’t want to answer, but couldn’t hold out under the force of your stare.

“She just worries about her grandchildren. And that maybe you learning to lead, could upset Luisa inadvertently by taking her role.”

“Oh.”

“I think it’s good for her, actually, and said as much. We find the people we need in this family, someone to take care of my daughter when she forgets to care for herself is exactly the remedy needed.” You took a step forward and hugged him.

“Thank you.”

“Of course. You make her happy, what more could a father ask?”

Tempers began to fray even more as the wedding grew closer. Dolores became increasingly overwhelmed as her soon to be mother-in-law kept trying to insinuate herself into every detail of planning, and dance lessons with Peppa was the perfect way to keep her from cycloning the poor woman. It was a blessing when Abuela finally sat Mariano down and instructed him to distract his mother.

The day of the wedding dawned with clear skies, and you were placed on, don’t let Tio Bruno say a single word about the weather duty. You hadn’t been sure if the same trick would work on him that had worked on Tia Peppa, but it was worth a shot.

“Yeah, sure, but we should switch back and forth.” You blinked at him. “She’s probably not going to want to follow the whole time. This’ll keep you from getting stuck in one mode.”

“Oh, that makes a lot of sense.”

The two of you spent the majority of the morning dancing as everyone in the wedding party prepared and double and triple checked that nothing was going to go wrong. You assembled at the church, taking a seat next to Bruno toward the back.

“This reminds me of last season of my telenovella where Bernard and Anglica were to be married.” He whispered to you about the convoluted plot as the other guests filtered in. Nod along getting more and more invested with each passing moment.

Soon the groom, groomsmen, and the bridesmaids came in, Camilo, Luisa, Mirabel, all waved as they walked past. Isa, who was the maid of honor, gave a cordial nod. Antonio, was the ring bearer, and walked before the flower girl, one of Mariano’s relatives. The jaguar escorted him before circling back and walking with the frightened flower girl.

“Should have had Isabella do that.”Tio Bruno murmured, you fought back a laugh, making a mental not to ask her to for your wedding.

Dolores floated down the aisle in her mother’s wedding gown, Tio Felix an inconsolable wreck next to her. As she reached the pew where her mother sat, a torrential rain hit the church and Tia Peppa sobbed into Abuela’s shawl. The ceremony was simple, sweet, and without a dry eye in the church, even the priest she’d a few tears.

Talking Tia Peppa down enough to make going outside safe took about a half hour. And the guests picked their way out of the church, being mindful of any fallen limbs or shingles. Luisa was tasked with clearing out the worst of the debris and you scurried away to help.

“I got it.” You said, waving her away from a smaller limb.

“You should go enjoy the party.”

“I’ll enjoy it far more with you there than I will without.” You said, grabbing a couple broken shingles. Luisa gave a resigned sigh, smiling at you affectionately. On the walk back, you held hands and swung them back and forth. She grinned and twirled you. You tripped, falling against her chest.

“Sorry!” Luisa said, steadying you.

“It’s fine!” You laughed, “being close to you hasn’t ever been a problem for me.”

You made it back to the reception just in time for the first dance. You grinned as you watched the wedded couple twirling around the floor. Soon the floor opened up to all couples and you held out your hand to Luisa.

“Dance with me?” She raised an eyebrow, but placed her hand in yours to be lead onto the floor. She moved to put her hand on your waist. “No no, I asked you to dance, let me lead.” That earned another eyebrow raise.

“If you’re sure.” She conceded, a small smile on her lips. That doubting smile turned to an expression of shock which turned to full, proper smile.

“When did you learn to dance?” She asked after a particularly complex move that you managed to lead pretty well.

“I may have begged some of your family for help.” You said. She laughed when she noticed the thumbs up from Tio Felix. “I’m going to dip you.” You warned.

“If you think you can.”

“If I think I can? I’ll have you know I only dropped Tia Peppa a couple of times, and one of them wasn’t entirely my fault.” She laughed, and as the song came to an end, you went into the dip. You help that pose for a moment, both breathless and smiling when a flash of a camera surprised you both. Agustin stood with the camera, grinning, before walking away to go photograph other people. You helped her back to standing and she stole a kiss.

The next song started and she grabbed your hip.

“My turn.”