Best Friend’s Sister

I saw a post talking about Luisa wearing the strawberry dress and I just had to do it 🍓

Isabela talking to Mirabel and the cousins about Luisa: It's not JUST that we have to arrange forty stuffed animals every time we use her couch. It's that they have to be in a very specific order, and Blinky and Lou-Lou can't sit next to each other because they 'have history'. And you want to know the sick part? I want to know what it is.

Hi! I have a request, can I please have more of Luisa being a bottom? 😳

Art credit @redlover411

18+

Luisa met you at the edge of the trees, a shawl wrapped around her torso. The sheer sparkly skirt caught the sun light. She blushed and took the hand you offered. You grinned, pulling her along to a meadow. You laid out the blanket and set down the basket. She sat down taking off the shawl. You let out a low whistle.

“Damn, bebita, why’d I bother brining food. You look like a whole meal right here.” You grinned. She blinked. Then her face went bright red.

“I, uh. Um.” She said. You dropped to the blanket opening the basket and pouring the cider you’d packed. She accepted the glass with a murmured thanks.

“Do you want me to stop? I know my teasing can be a little excessive.”

“No! It’s not that, I just. I’ve never worn anything like this before.”

“It suits you.” You commented, offering her a sandwich.

“It does?” She blushed harder, taking the food.

“Honey, I have never met anyone who belonged more in frills and sparkles.” You assured, taking your own sandwich. She smiled. You didn’t talk much as you ate, but she did complement your cooking, especially on the little tea cakes with decorative icing.

“Oh, you, you got a little.” She wiped at her own lip, and raised an eyebrow as a clever look came over your face.

“Why don’t you come over here and help me.” You asked, leaning back with a grin. She blushed, and nodded shyly, crawling over to you. You put a hand on the small of her back while the other cupped her face. She blushed softly, she leaned forward and ran her tongue over your lip. She pulled away a little, checking your surroundings. “We’re safe here, amor.” You assured, pulling her back in.

“I want you so much.” She practically whimpered, you pulled her face to yours, taking charge of the kiss. She allowed you to push her back on to the blanket, her hands bracing against the ground. “Please.” She asked, looking up at you. Her freckles were practically hidden with the red that had flooded her cheeks. Her hazel eyes, were heavy lidded, her lips parted slightly over her teeth, her attention wrapt on your face. You moved slowly over her, sliding a hand up her thigh. You kissed her mouth slowly, making her wait. Your lips touched her jaw, earning a pleased little shiver. You set your teeth in her neck, dragging slightly before latching onto her skin. She whimpered then her hand tangling in your hair.

“Soft.” You reminded gently as you felt the pressure on your scalp increased.

“S-sorry!” She stuttered as one of your hands squeezed her thigh. “J-just feels good-ah!” The other squeezed her breast. You hummed in response, beginning to kiss down her throat, and following the cut of the dress. She moaned softly, as your tongue traced the underside of her breast. You pressed the dress aside, breathing softly against her nipples. She squirmed, her legs rubbing your hips. You sliced your hand down, bunching her pretty skirt so it was out of the way. Your fingers found her dripping core, and her hips gave a very constrained jump as you found that delicate little numb.

“God you’re pretty.” You praised, taking a break from utilizing your mouth on her breasts. Sweat had started ed to appear across her for head and settling in the hollow of her throat. She had to fight to keep still, adding to what was already a strenuous activity. Your fingers moved faster, causing her head to fall back. Sweet little whimpers slipped through her lips. Her hands roamed your back and sides, the movement preventing her from clenching her fists.

“Please, I’m-ah!” You moved faster, her hips rocking carefully into your hand. She whimpered your name, clenching on fist into the blanket, the other going to her mouth. She but down on one of her fingers, but relented when you grabbed her wrist.

“I want to hear you.” You said calmly, your arm working vigorously. She obliged. Letting you keep her wrist pinned. She practically sobbed as she climaxed, her legs trembling, her breath coming in rough gasps.

“You okay mi Vida?” You asked, helping her cover up, her shawl in your hands in case she got cold.

“Mmhmm.” She managed, making the grabby hands motion at you. You lay down next to her, cuddling her close. “I should wear this more often.” She mumbled. You laughed.

“As if you weren’t already distracting.

band headcanons — backstage ; sevika x reader

sevika with an electric guitar !!

she would have solos and steal the spotlight every now and then.

there's literally five other mics scattered across the stage and she still uses the same mic as you, so you're kissing singing really close

whispers dumb shit to you the crowd can't hear, running a hand across your back, tapping the top of your head when she's passing by

says its to get you flustered but she just wants your attention

will bring food backstage but she won't give it to anyone else but you LMFAOO

has a dozen polaroid pictures of you doing the most mundane things and yet she's still like, 'yeah i just tolerate them'

backstage, you and her would play cards. she would teach you, run over all the rules with newfound patience that she usually doesn't have for other people. now, it's said that you're the only one that can beat her at cards.

but she just lets you win.

apparently everyone knows about you two having a thing for each other... EXCEPT YOU TWO.

literally EVERYONE, from other band members to the AUDIENCE.

there's this time, when the sound setup was taking too long, she just beckons you over the mic and starts to teach you how to play her guitar to kill time.

mY GOD

the crowd starts sCREAMING before going silent and just fawning over you two lol

you don't even notice the audience for a while, just focus on her words, laughing and fumbling over the strings and the chords

later, you'd see what else those fingers could do

on stage, sevika has a habit of smoking cigarettes and at this point everyone just lets her get away with it.

it helps her with her nerves because it might not look like it but she actually has stage fright.

sevika playing and moving around the stage with a cigarette dangling between her lips. she'd move towards you on the mic, skilled hands strumming the guitar sprawled over her hips.

you take the cigarette from her lips and the crowd goes batshit wild.

vibe is inspired by arctic monkeys, their songs SLAP

Ribbon

18+ this is your fair warning

Luisa lay in her thin lacy nightgown, giving you a very skeptical look. Her limbs were tied with materials a regular strength person could break.

“Amor, what are you trying to accomplish here?” She asked, specifically looking at the ribbon on her wrists which looked oddly familiar.

“Wellll.” You drawled, sliding a single finger down from the tip of her chin to the valley of her breasts. “We both know I wouldn’t be able to find materials that could actually restrain you, so I came up with a different approach. “I used the straps from my sandals on your legs, which you aren’t going to break because that would make my life a bit inconvenient, and on your wrists is my favorite hair ribbon.” She stared in shock for a moment.

“I feel like that’s cheating.” Luisa said, a little bit of awe in her voice.

“I have to get around your strength somehow if we’re going to try this.” You argued. “Are you ready?” Luisa nodded. “Good. Now hold still for me darling.”

You moved to your hands and knees, still straddling her torso. You kissed her a little roughly, your tongue insistent on being on her mouth. Meanwhile your hands slid down to where the thin lace only sort of hid her full breasts. You squeezed a little roughly, earning a small gasp. You let up on her mouth for a minute, kissing along the path your finger had taken earlier. You pushed aside the lace, putting your mouth on one errect nipple, while your fingers played with the other.

“Ah, angel!” Luisa panted, still managing to hold still. You switched which one was receiving which kind of attention, earning another little noise as the nipple pulled out of your mouth with a pop. You stalled there for a while, kissing, licking and biting her breasts.

“Amor, please.” She asked. You moved up to kiss her mouth again, pausing first to take in the sight of her face flushed, her hair loose and fanned out over the pillows. You pulled away slowly, a playful expression on your face.

“Would you like me to keep going?” You teased.

“Yes!”

“As you wish.” You said, pushing the hem of her nightgown higher to expose her soaked core. Your eyes met, gazes holding as you put your tongue on her already swollen clit. She tried not to whimper, but you had been winding her up all day with hints about what you had planned. The nightgown was even your idea. As your tongue continued to work, you slid two fingers inside, crooking your fingers slightly, rubbing that spot that made her fight the impulse to buck her hips.

“Angel, please!” She gasped as you started to suck her clit. You reached a hand up to squeeze and pinch each breast. “Y/n, y/n, y/n! She gasped fighting to keep control of her limbs. Her limbs quivered with the strain. You sucked harder, moving your fingers faster. Her ability to form coherent sentences left her, giving you only choppy, desperate gasps and disjointed syllables.

“Cum for me.” You instructed, either your timing was impeccable, or she had been holding off. The minute those words left you, she gasped bucking her hips, her clit throbbing. You grinned watching her come off the high. As she caught her breath, you undid the ties at her ankles.

“H-how bad I-is it?” She asked.

“Not bad at all. You did wonderfully.” You assured, tossing them off to the side. You pulled the knot loose at her wrists, letting them fall to the bed. You tossed it off to the side too, cuddling in to her. “How are you doing? Do you need anything?” You asked, stroking her face gently.

“I’m alright.” She assured before snuggling you tighter. “Just don’t go away.” She asked softly.

“I promise, I’m not planning to be anywhere else tonight.” Her thick eyelashes fluttered slightly as sleep crept up on her.

“Good.”

“Sleep well darling.” You received no answer other than steady breathing. You smiled and settled on to follow suit.

Whoever made this deserves a kiss, making my two favorite pieces of media combine into one

Knock knock , who’s there? f*** off.

he's just ricky trailer park boys if you think about it

imagine you beat them at something they’re REALLY good at like,,

not fighting necessarily,

but like beating sevika at cards, or winning in sparring with Vi, outracing Ekko on a board that HE DESIGNED!!!

i feel like they would just see you standing there, smiling and gleeful and not even mad bc you’re so beautiful to them

OMFGGGGG

- ekko literally nearly falls off his board when you come speeding past him with that smirk or yours, especially when you turn, with a face full of smugness and stick your tongue out at him. gosh you’re so beautiful, and he almost flies straight into a shop sign if it hasn’t been for his reflexes - the green lights of zaun on your face we’re just too enchanting to look away from!

- vi’s heart swells with pride the first time you manage to pin her down on the thin mat you two were sparring on: she’s proud of you! she jumps up with a grin, and winks at you… until you do it again, and again, and again- and she’s no longer winking and grinning, vi is staring up at you slack-faced with a blush on her pale cheeks because damn.

- sevika prides herself on her card skills, her poker face, the mountain of chips she ends up with in front of her at the end of a night. she lets you win, she’s thinking to herself- just to be nice, of course! sevika is in love with the bright grin on your face, anyways- but then you win the next round and she’s lost… and you’re smirking up at her, leaning on your chin and waving smugly. and she is reminded why she fell for you and your attitude.

- jinx lovessss shooting things with her fancy little guns that she makes, and because she loves you just as much (more, but she doesn’t really realise that), she frequently loves having you practice shooting with her! it turns into a competition, and she’s not really focusing on anything, just shooting wildly at the targets- only to see you’ve done better than her! and of course jinx is the one jumping up and down in excitement, slinging an arm around your shoulder and pressing a fat kiss to your cheek!

- viktor loves hearing you speak, and he loves the curiousity you have for the topics he’s interested in. and he starts piping up one day, you curled up in his side, and he starts going on about this subject. but then you pipe in, all excited and nodding, adding in more and more input, suddenly just going on your rant and telling viktor things he didn’t even know - and he’s stunned. he’s watching you like you’re the most radiant thing he’s ever seen- and in the moment? you were.

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Luisa will never be strong enough. Isabela won’t be perfect enough –

Madrigals with a Doctor Strange!Reader

summary ; what would happen if the Madrigals were to suddenly meet a young woman who was akin to them, yet so different, so peculiar… She was unpredictable yet reliable, who exactly is she?

In where the family of Madrigals met a sorceress who had recently moved in, what could perhaps be their reactions to your enchanting abilities?

Note ; nyeht, nada! Alright so I was brainrotting and SUDDENLY this amazing idea for the Doctor Strange!Reader just came up and I FELL IN LOVE. So guaranteed for a one shot (possibly series if I have the motivation lol) on this Doctor Strange!Reader. The Scarlet Witch!Reader will be postponed cuz I just gotta write the idea down, quick!

Also Carlos will be added here, aight enjoy! This is different from the one shot I will be making, because this post will contain headcanons on [name] who studies Mystic Arts and moves into Encanto while the one shot contains on [name] bumping into the Madrigals outside of Encanto. And yes, Carlos will be there :>

Doctor Strange!Reader x Madrigals (work under the cut!)(Not beta read)

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