OKAY SO-

hey!! i’m so sorry i can’t rember if i’ve asked this or not but if i did, please ignore this lol

a luisa x reader included luisa playing with readers hair and her getting sleepy/ luisa just being a simp for her lmao thank you :)))

Sleeping simping, in my tumblr. More likely than you might think.

You stretched as you woke up, careful to not disrupt the person next to you. Luisa was still asleep, her breathing against your ear, and an arm draped over your waist. You laughed a little to yourself. Definitely weren’t getting up now. You snuggled back in to go back to sleep when-

CRACK CRASH BOOM!!!

The noise came from Tia Pepa’s room. Luisa bolted awake, tightening her grip to pull you up under her for safety.

“Stupidstuff.” She mumbled, after checking the coast was clear. “Oh hi.” She said, her words still carrying that not quite awake slur to them as she looked down at you.

“Good morning.” You said, reaching up to stroke her cheek.

“Goo mornin’.” She mumbled, kissing the palm of your hand. She flopped down on the other side of you, propping herself up on an elbow. She looked at you for a long moment.

“What’s on your mind?” You asked, stretching again.

“Well, you see, this morning I woke up to an angel in my bed, and now I’m tryin to figure out what I did to earn this.” She teased, a little more awake now.

“Oh stop!” You laughed, feeling your face get warm.

“I might be able to if you didn’t get cuter every time I turn around.” You rolled to face her.

“I’m pretty sure I’m the lucky one.”

“Not by half, bonita.” She moved forward brushing a kiss to your lips before laying back down. She pulled you in a little closer. An arm resting along your back while the other went under your head.she smiled softly, her eyelids looking heavy.

“Stay with me forever?” She asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Of course.” You agreed, starting to feel a little sleepy yourself.

“Good.”

#protect him at all costs

My toxic trait is that “I can make them worse so much worse” 😭😭😭🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

My toxic trait is "I can fix them!"

Sub sevika my favorite 🤩

hii, could you please write something for sub puppy sevika and a dom reader? i just really like to top the tops--

sorry this took awhile, i took a nap after i posted the last ask 😭

Behave

subSevika x Reader

Type ⇢ Oneshot♥︎

Requested ⇢ Yes/No

Sevika had always been a “Mutt” when it came to you. You weren’t sure if you were doing something wrong or if she just enjoyed you being in control. Sevika had been visiting the brothel for the past week even when you told her not. However it was up to you to remind her were home was.

“None of those whores can make you feel like how I can, can they?” You said from behind her through gritted teeth.

Sevika was trying not to make a sound, but you knew it wasn’t gonna last long, espcially at the pace your fingers were going.

“Can they?” You started slowing down, reaching your hand around to her neck

Sevika choked out a moan.

“No-no, they c-can’t”

“You know they can’t, dirty bitch”

Your pace quickened and she came all over your hands with strangled moan.

“Did I say you could cum?”

“This is punishment sweetheart, we’re going all night with you.”

Imagine teaching sevika how to cuddle bc it's her first time being seriously attracted and in a real relationship w someone

how to make whatever you’re writing or drawing better:

- add lesbians

you’re welcome!

Life is Strange: True Colors

Hey! I was wondering if you could write something about (y/n) being slightly stronger than the average person but she doesn’t look like it lol Like Luisa finds outs about (y/n) strength and finds more of a reason to just fall for (y/n). I’ve just been loving your Luisa x reader posts <3

Let’s go!

You had already been fortunate enough to catch the eye of the strongest (and prettiest, in your opinion) of the Madrigals. She sought you out regularly because of your knowledge in various spa, and relaxation techniques, as well as, in her words, “being nice company”. Well, far be it from you to ever reject that.

You had coaxed her into letting you take care of her feet after a week of somewhat obvious discomfort. She sat, her feet in a bucket of hot water as you worked with a little aromatherapy, to try to get the rest of her to relax as well. You rubber her neck and shoulders gently, not truly massaging.

“Oh what now!?” You grumbled at a knock at the door. “Stay right there, I’ll be back.” You promised before leaving her side. She hummed in response.

“The fire wood you requested.” Señor Lopez said, doffing his hat respectfully.

“Thank you so much. Was the payment earlier sufficient!”

“Yes! Would you like me to bring it in-“

“Oh, no thank you, I’ve got it.” You said cheerfully, grabbing firewood in one hand and hauling it inside. “Have a nice day!”

“You as well.” He said before turning to leave. You shut the door and turned to see Luisa half way standing and staring at you with a sort of shocked and love struck expression.

“Sit!” You commanded playfully, before walking to the usual spot for the fire wood, and setting the cord down. You turned back to your still awestruck client. “What?” You asked.

“You-how did you-by yourself?” She trailed off.

“I’m a masseuse, remember? I have to be strong to get the knots out of people.” She blinked.

“Marry me?” You laughed at her request, and walked back to your aromatherapy supplies.

“Take me out first. I have a no marriage before the first date policy.” You joked.

“Are you busy tomorrow night?”

“Not particularly.” You said, kneeling before her and guiding one of her feet out of the water.

“Will you have dinner with me?” She requested softly.

“I would love to.

Dibujito de Luisa💖

don’t think about Luisa and her scientist s/o

don’t think about the way you squeaked like a mouse when Luisa startled you after picking up the bridge while you were on it. don’t think about how she sheepishly apologized afterwards, holding a hand out to you, an unfamiliar person in the Encanto. don’t think about the way you’re is always carrying a journal around with you and jotting things down. don’t think about how you get so excited talking about herbs and their uses and Luisa notices the way your eyes light up for the first time.

don’t think about how you use alchemy to help Luisa whenever she’s doing chores. don’t think about how your family ships you both hardcore. don’t think about the fact that Luisa spotted a sketch of her in your journal and your only excuse for it was a nervously, babbled “you’re just so pretty” as you bury your face into your hands. don’t think about the cute apron that you wear when working, stained here and there and loaded with vials and herbs.

don’t think about the way you wake up to another day in each other’s arms, Luisa kissing her your hand and you peppering kisses across her face. don’t think about the way you nervously fumble with your hands when Luisa takes you meet her family. don’t think about the different reactions all the Madrigals have—from Julietta and Augustin pulling you into a hug to Camilo and Mirabel teasing Luisa relentlessly to Alma studying you curiously yet offering you a warm smile. don’t think about the way Antonio’s face lights up when you kneel down to give him a present that your sister invented. don’t think about how Luisa smiles at you when you laugh and joke around with her family, settling in relatively well.

don’t think about the late night conversations about your future together—dreams stretching well beyond marriage and kids—imagining mornings and late nights;the moments you’d share with her crazy family, especially after they meet yours; the work you’d dedicate to the town not just as member of the madrigal family but as a scientist; dancing together during madrigal celebrations;

don’t think about Luisa and her scientist s/o—but especially don’t think about she gushes over you and brags to others about how amazing you are. don’t think about the way you braid her hair. don’t think about the way she gathers you in her arms. don’t think about the fact that you never would’ve realized on day one just how she tethered you to the Encanto.

don’t think about it👀👀👀