Chiná

hopelessly devoted

[chiinass]

ciao, welcome to my blog ༄.°

⋆˚࿔ about me : 𝄞 Mexican/American 𝄞 I enjoy reading 𝄞 I listen to almost all kinds of music 𝄞 new to tumblr 𝄞

⋆˚࿔ rules : I’ll write anything as long as it doesn’t go against my morals, I won’t be writing NSFW at the moment since I’m still learning how to write that but definitely coming soon..! Also I won’t be writing if I don’t really know the character well, I’ll try to do research but it comes down to context.

⋆˚࿔ notes : i’ve seen a lot of people raving about Tumblr and decided to give it a try just as a viewer and I’m hooked! I write stories in my free time so I thought I should share since I’m bored out of my mind this summer, right now I’m into futbol so I’ll be writing a lot of that for now but I’m in many different fandoms so more is to come! I will be taking requests, I am writing for fun, so please bear with me! 

⋆˚࿔ Requests : please tell me your character and scenario! Also, any other little details you want added, and then I’ll work my magic :)

hope you had a good stay. The door is always open …

with amor, china

[chiinass]

Garage Goosebumps ₊˚⊹

𝄞 - Diego lainez x fem reader!

word count - 2,096

Summary - you and your childhood best friend get into a heated argument like old times, but it doesn’t end as usual …

warnings - a tiny bit suggestive ? Frenemies to ???

notes - I literally never see Diego fics anymore so I had to take it up to my own hands! I had such a big Diego phase in like 2022 so I just had to! I took inspirationfrom when Mexico played the US and the commentators said “ es chiquito, pero picoso” (he’s small but feisty) about Diego! Anyway, I’m having so much fun writing lmk who I should do next maybe Mateo or Brian 👀?? hope you guys enjoy!



You sat on a white folding chair, taking it all in, your friends, your cousins, the little kids running around. The scent of the carne asada on the grill. The sun beaming rays more than you could bear.

All of this used to be normal for you, until you moved to the States for your job. And now you’re back, visiting your dad back in Mexico. He was so happy that he basically threw a welcome party, even though they came to eat like this every Sunday.

It made you feel like you were six years old again in the very same backyard as your dad was teaching you how to play soccer. “Oh hey güera, nice surprise” You quickly snap back from your flashback, turning your head to your back door to see a real-life unwanted flashback. Diego. He stops right outside the doorway.

“What? Not gonna say hi? Too good for us since you moved to the States?” he teased with his usual confidence. You knew Diego ever since you could remember. Both your dads hung out a lot, so ultimately, you had to see him. It always ended in a fist fight, the culprit being Diego. Ever since he could walk all he would do was cause trouble, it was like that was all his life purpose, other than soccer.

He looked basically the same, a little bit taller, same long black hair, a little stubble on his face, you could tell that he’d recently shaved. His black collar shirt was sticking to his skin outlining that he was more toned now maybe because of all the training from his club? You couldn’t help but feel a certain way when you saw him, it wasn’t nostalgia. “Hi Diego. You haven’t changed one bit.”

“Me? Never.” he flips his hair dramatically, slowly walking behind your chair. He places his hands on top of the chair using it as support as he leans down closer to your ear, you twitch feeling his warm breath down your neck. “Ugh! Get off! You know that gives me goosebumps” you demanded before quickly jumping out of your chair, placing your hand on the back of your neck and stumbling back a couple steps.

“Guess you haven’t changed one bit either… so why’d you come visit? You get fired?” he grinned as he swiftly took your seat. “ Diego get off that’s my seat.” “Finders keepers” his nose scrunched as he looked down at the seat and shrugged, making himself more comfortable in your seat. You stand there dumbfounded. You narrowed your eyes to stare at his cheeky grin as you crumbled a piece of napkin into your fists. This really was like back in the day. Even though you’ve been gone for 2 years, he still argues with you as if he saw you every other day.

You rolled your eyes and threw a piece of napkin at him, before going to ask your dad for another chair. You didn’t wanna argue with him. Even though you’re already agitated by the heat, you didn’t wanna annoy your dad, because when you two got into an argument it would end up in complete disaster.

You asked your dad for a chair, and the only chairs left were in your garage. Just your luck. He sent you to get a couple more chairs on your way just in case. Diego, who had been lounging on your chair watching the exchange pushes up out of the chair grabbing his headband to put it on, his long black hair being pushed back, exposing more of his jawline. He jogs towards you as you’re already midway towards the garage.

“Hold up güera” he says, falling into the steps behind you, with that irritating smirk back and full force. “You’re the one who put me in this situation.”

You both enter your garage, the faint smell of rust rushes out as you open the door, and the humming of an old air conditioner. you look around, tools lying everywhere, boxes, random machines your dad had… and chairs!

But on the other end, Diego had already spotted an old soccer ball tucked beneath an old shelf. His eyes lit up like you hadn’t walked in here just to get chairs. He bent down, dusted the ball against his shirt, and tossed it in the air once before catching it on the back of his neck. You tug on his hair, already annoyed. “Chairs.” He lets out a surprised yelp as you tug his hair "Okay, okay—damn, guerita." rubs his head dramatically "You got violence in those hands."

As you turned, his attention went straight back to the ball. “Do you remember how to play güera?” he asked with that infuriating grin. “We’re here for chairs.” You spat back. Before you could even turn around to continue picking up a chair, he flicked the ball towards you. Bouncing off your shoulder. “..Really?” “What?” he shrugged innocently. “ I thought your reflexes would’ve gotten better living in the States.”

You narrowed your eyes. “They did.” “Didn’t look like it” The ball came flying again, this time you caught it against your stomach. Diego gave a slow clap. “congratulations” he mocked. You threw it back harder than necessary. He trapped it effortlessly with his foot, rolling it behind his heel before flicking it back into his hands. “You’re really testing my patience.”

“I haven’t even started güera, I guess the States made you softer”Diego slowly walks towards you fumbling with the ball in his hands, he stands directly in front of you, you tilt your head up slightly to meet his eyes, you guys were practically neck to neck.

swoosh.

He flicked the ball towards your face, pulling it away right before it hits you. “Oops,” he mocked. You lunge trying to get the ball away from him. He darts around you sidestepping with a laugh. “Come on gueraaa finally showing your true colors” he let out a small, satisfied, laugh finally getting the reaction he’s been looking for.

You lunged again. “Come on güera! Is that all -” You grabbed the front of his shirt before he could finish. The playful smile disappeared in surprise as you yanked him toward you. His chest bumped yours. “You done?” you asked narrowing your eyes to hold his playful gaze while holding his collar tightly. He looked down at your fist, then back up at you.

“You know,” he said casually, “people usually grab my shirt after asking me out first.” You rolled your eyes. “In your fantasies, maybe.” His grin returned “Ouch.”

You leaned closer, refusing to let go. His eyes fixed on yours as you hauled him closer basically stretching out his collar, his headband falling in the process, letting down his long brown hair into his face. “You’re pretty strong for a girl.” “You’re pretty short for a guy” his jaw tightened. “Oh…” The corner of his mouth twitched.

Then, in one quick motion, his hand gently but firmly wrapped around your wrist. Your eyes widened, instinctively stepping backwards till your shoulders met the cold garage wall with a small thud. The roles had reversed before you even realized it. He still held your wrist, not painfully but just enough to keep you from slipping away. Your stomach had swirled as your heartbeat started to pick up.

The smugness was now wiped from his face. The space between the two of you suddenly felt much smaller, close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating from him despite the humming air conditioning. “Say that again…” he said through his teeth. You looked away angrily in protest. “Say it. again.” The one thing he hated was you ignoring him and that’s exactly what you were doing. His grip slightly tightened around your wrist.

“Talk, güera.” You turned to look at him and both your eyes met, both of you stared at each other with intensity. In one swift motion, one of his hands came down, grabbing the side of your face, his fingers sinking into your cheeks. For you two being similar in height, his hand basically swallowed your face whole. He pulled you closer giving you enough time to pull away, but you didn’t.

You opened your mouth slightly, before you got to tell him to fuck off. His lips crashed into yours. The kiss was rough, messy, bruising, but gentle while still taking out all his anger in that one kiss. Dizziness rushed through your head. He shoved his tongue in your mouth as he fought for dominance, his hand pulling your face closer as if you were going to slip away. You let out a small moan that was drowned out by his rough lips working violently on you.

You couldn’t think straight, your stomach bubbling,feeling like you had a whole zoo in there, even your legs weakened. all your senses were focused on him, and the one thing you could think about? Is winning this war in your mouth. You started speeding up, kissing harder, being more sloppy, but he would beat you to it. One of your hands snakes around his shoulder into his neck. You instinctively pull him closer breathing in his lavender shampoo, grabbing a fistful of hair through your fingers in the process. He let out a growl before biting your lip and pulling away with a small trail of saliva connecting you, the warmth on your face leaving with him. He stumbled back, his blown eyes not leaving your swollen red lips.

You both pant for air but neither of you moved. Neither of you seemed interested in breaking whatever this was. The tension lingered in the air for a while before it was broken. “I always hated when you ignored me.” Diego huffed as he ran his fingers through his hair. “Idiot.” You stumbled out suddenly finding the floor more interesting. “You enjoyed it did you?” his stupid grin slowly reappeared. You rolled your eyes, trying and failing to ignore the stinging feeling still lingering on your lips.

“Don’t get so full of yourself,” you muttered, brushing past him. “That doesn’t mean you won.” Diego rubbed the back of his neck. “You should see how bad your lips look and then you can talk güera“ looking entirely too satisfied with himself. “You know,” he said, a smug grin tugging at his lips, “getting me all worked up like that…” You raised an eyebrow, trying not to look as flustered as you felt. “What about it?”

“I think it’s only fair you became my stress reliever.” His grin widened. “Call it payback for all these years.” You let out a tiny scoff, your cheeks still pink. “Payback?” “Mhm.” He folded his arms. “You started it.” You stared at him for a second before a shy smile crept onto your face.

“For someone who calls that payback…” Your eyes flicked to his lips for the briefest moment. “You kissed me like you were still mad at me.” Diego blinked. “…Was it that obvious?” You shrugged innocently, trying to hide your grin. “Let’s just say… if that was your idea of getting even, I’d hate to see what happens when you’re actually being nice.” He laughed, shaking his head.

“Careful, güera.” “Why?” His smile turned dangerously confident. “You keep saying things like that, and you’re gonna make me want a rematch,” he whispered while he dipped closer to the crook of your neck giving you goosebumps. He laughed. “Maybe we should stop pretending this is a friendship.” Your eyebrows shot up “Because friends don’t usually end arguments like… that.” Heat rushed to your cheeks.

“That was a one-time thing.” “Was it?” he asked, taking a step closer. “Because if that’s how you act when you’re mad at me…” His eyes met yours, amused. “I’m starting to think I should always end our arguments like this.” You tried to roll your eyes, but the smile tugging at your lips betrayed you. “You’re unbelievable.

“Nah.” He shrugged. “I’m just wondering what else comes with this new arrangement.” You blinked “Arrangement?” He grinned. “You know… whatever this is.” He motioned between the two of you. “Feels like we’ve already crossed the ‘just friends’ line.” You bit your lip to hide your smile. “You know I don’t do “arrangements” so you’re awfully confident.” “Only because” he said opening the garage door for you.

“I have a feeling this won’t be the last time I get to steal a kiss from you.”

[chiinass]

Borrowed Battery ⋆·˚ ༘

𝄞 - Hormiga Gonzalez x fem reader!

Word count - 1,784

Summary - a hotel-wide power outage brings two unexpected strangers together, leading to the night of unexpected laughter, heartfelt conversations, and maybe a romance neither of them saw coming.

Warnings - entirely fluff! 

notes - coming up with a story with so much fun! I was a little stressed out first, but I really enjoyed writing this!! alsooo first fic I’m pretty nervous I changed it a lot! I was trying to make it as perfect as I can, but that would’ve caused me to have a super long story which the story is already long… So I hope you guys like it:)) this also made me realize how much I love writing for hormi!! 

The warm summer night breeze kissed your skin, the crickets chirping, smell of saltwater and the beautiful moonlight shining down into your hotel balcony.

you breathed in the sweet air as your hands rested on the railing of your balcony. It was your second night here you were already exhausted. You looked up at the moon, thinking of all the fun things you and your friends will be up to the next morning.

click.

Your face was only now illuminated by the moon, the once brightly lit beach was now dark. You turned around and walked into your hotel room. You try to flick some of the switches, but nothing worked. “ Was it the whole hotel?” you thought to yourself. You walked over to your door and stepped out, peeking your head out slightly, looking both ways into the darkness of the hallway.

you reached for your phone to use as a source of light, “your power out too?“ spoke the deep unfamiliar voice . You finally shine your phone into the hallway and see a tall, brown haired guy with warm brown eyes standing outside the room right next to yours , “yeah, I guess everyone’s did” you replied trying to give friendly giggle, you look down at your phone as he start moving closer, the faint smell of his woody cologne traveling to your nose, his light shines on you.

“what’s wrong?” he asked, his eyes scanning your face as he saw a small frown appear. “My phones about to die, just my luck. ” you whispered out trying to seem not to phased. “Uhm… well I have a portable charger in my room you can use it” he chirped flashing you a small smile, he turns, walking back to his room before he turns back to see if you’re following too, he stands at his dorm frame for a little before giving you a “you coming?” look. You stand there for a second not knowing if you should follow but you do anyway, he gives you a warm vibe like how moths are attracted to the warmth of bright lights.

“thanks i really appreciate it” you said as you slowly walked in, he entered and walked past you to a table, he rummaged the bag before smiling and pulling out the portable charger, he extended his big, rough hand “here” you reach for it and plug your phone into the charger and wait. both your eyes meet, you finally get a better look at him, he’s wearing a white T-shirt, some kind of soccer shorts and white tennis shoes, his eyebrows were bushy. you both don’t say anything, he nervously touches the back of his neck before speaking quietly “ do you wanna sit? Wait- sorry I didn’t even introduce myself I’m Armando, you?” he fumbled while pulling out a chair for you. “y/n and thank you again” Armando smiled softly as you sat down across from him.

The room was dimly lit by a single camping lantern resting on the nightstand warm golden shadows across the walls. Outside, the waves rolled against the shore, and every so often a distant rumble of thunder echoed across the ocean. “So…” he chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck again. Silence settled between the two of you—not uncomfortable, just… peaceful. Your phone buzzed softly, letting you know it had reached five percent. You glanced down at it “You should leave it here if you want,” he said. “It’ll take a while to charge.” Armando butted in. You nodded. “I don’t really have anywhere to be.” You whispered, His eyes met yours for a second longer than before.

“Well…” he stood, walking over to the mini fridge. “I was supposed to save these for tomorrow, but I don’t think the power’s coming back anytime soon.” He pulled out two cups of ice cream. “They’ll melt if we don’t eat them. ”He handed you one with a tiny plastic spoon before sitting beside you, trying to discreetly, scoot his chair closer.

The two of you ate in comfortable silence, occasionally making fun of how ridiculously tiny the spoons were. “I swear these are made for toddlers,” you muttered. Armando grinned. “Or squirrels.” You snorted, nearly dropping your spoon, His smile softened. “I like seeing you smile.” For a second, neither of you spoke. The only sounds were the ocean outside and the faint chirping of crickets drifting in through the slightly open balcony door “Want to see something?” he asked. Curiosity got the better of you.

He slid open the balcony door, holding it open with one hand. The warm night air immediately drifted inside. You stepped out beside him, resting your elbows against the railing. Being so close to him he finally realized basically towered over you, and he had a very toned body. you couldn’t help to peek here and there.

Without the lights from the beach, or the hotelthe stars seemed brighter than ever. “Wow…” your eyes sparkled, “I know.” The moon reflected across the water like scattered silver. “It’s beautiful,” you whispered. Armando wasn’t looking at the ocean anymore. You turned to thank him for bringing you outside. Instead, you found him already looking at you. The moonlight caught the warmth in his brown eyes. Neither of you looked away. A gentle breeze blew a strand of your hair across your face.

Without thinking, Armando reached over and carefully tucked it behind your ear. The touch was so light you barely felt it. His hand lingered for just a second. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, suddenly realizing how close he’d gotten. “I probably shouldn’t have—” “No…” Your voice came out softer than you expected. “I didn’t mind.” His shoulders relaxed, and a shy smile appeared. “I was hoping you’d say that.” Neither of you moved. Your shoulders were almost touching now. Somewhere below, someone laughed on the beach, reminding you there were other people in the hotel. Yet, up on the balcony, it felt like the entire world had gone quiet just for the two of you.

“do you play cards?” you shook your head “Perfect!” Armando grinned as he pulled out a deck of cards out his pocket “ do you just carry cards everywhere?” you questioned. “nah I was playing earlier with some of my buddies, come on I’ll teach you how to play!” he said, as he pushed off the railing and sat down on one of the chairs out on the balcony. You followed sitting next to him, legs crossed, watching as he starts shuffling the cards with surprising skill.

For the next half hour, he taught you a simple card game. Every time you forgot the rules, he’d dramatically sigh and tease you, while you insisted he was making them up as he went. “You definitely changed that rule.” you joked “I absolutely did not.” Armando cooed as he crossed his big arms into himself “You smiled.” You protested “I smile all the time.”

Eventually, you managed to beat him. You threw your hands up in victory. “I won!” You cheered almost jumping out of your seat. Armando stared at the cards in disbelief. “…I let you win.” he demanded “You absolutely did not, You looked offended when I played that card.” he snickered at that comment “I was acting.”

“You are a terrible actor.” He laughed, shaking his head. “Okay… maybe you actually beat me.” He smiled at you for a moment before saying quietly, “…You have a nice smile.” Your celebration came to an abrupt stop. “What?” You could feel the heat coming in your cheeks. “I noticed it earlier.” His voice was softer now. “You smile with your whole face.” you giggled nervously. “You’ve been observing me?” You questioned him “I guess I have.” He looked away, suddenly embarrassed “Sorry… that sounded creepier out loud.” You couldn’t help but laugh.

You leaned back against the chair “Can I ask you something?” “Anything.” you replied nervously, not knowing what’s coming next. The atmosphere felt different from when you first went out to the balcony, you could hear the loud waves crashing into the ocean floor,the smell of seawater and local food stands mixing together in the air, but now all you could smell was him, his warm, his presence, his cologne. The waves seemed nonexistent, now so did the blackout.

“When was the last time you laughed this much?” he questioned one of his bushy eyebrows raising up as he slightly lean closer to hear your answer. You thought for a second. “I honestly don’t remember.” “Really?” he said, surprised his eyes widening and a little O on his mouth appeared before he covered it with his calloused hand. You nodded “I’ve been busy with life…” you shrugged “ sometimes I feel like on the way I forgot to slow down” you looked down at the cards and then out of the balcony before meeting his eyes again “and then the power went out, and you got stuck with me….” He smiled “I don’t feel stuck” his comforting words came out so naturally that neither of you realize what he had said until seconds later.

His once pale skin now beat red “ what I was trying to say-“ he looked around, searching for the right words. “ I think tonight reminded me that some of the best moments aren’t planned.” You looked out into the dancing stars in the sky that felt like they were putting on a show for just the both of you. “ I was supposed to spend the night just scrolling on my phone till I fell asleep.” you admitted. He looked at you softly, his expression melting into something sweeter, making your heart skip a beat, his shoulders being more relaxed. for a while neither of you reach for the cards again.

You scanned him you completely forgetting why you even came in a hotel room of some guy you just met. But it relaxed something in your body. It felt like the piece you were missing. this random guy magically put your mind at ease.

Click.

All the hotel lights flickered on at once, you both could hear cheers from the other people out on the balconies, even on the beach. The room behind you glowed brightly, destroying the coziness of the darkness you’d gotten so used to. You both looked at each other and burst out laughing. “ I kind of already miss the blackout.” Armando admitted while admiring your beauty under the new light. he paused a little before putting his hand behind his neck again. “Um when the sun comes up… would you wanna get breakfast with me?” Your smile came up effortlessly “I’d like that.”