hello!! I’m a new writer specifically for cortis. I’m a minor and won’t be writing any nsfw so please don’t request any of that. I’m a slow writer and might take time to write some new fics or respond to requests!! However, I still encourage you to request if you want a specific fic.
I’m Mexican and I’m fluent in both English and Spanish, however there can be grammar mistakes so if you notice any, please lmk so I can fix it 🤍 also the biggest arianator u know
va händer ?¿ Ꮺ SUMMARY
you wake up to the sound of your roommate, and sister, calling you. and martin wakes up to you talking in your native language and is absolutely enthralled
va sa du ‼ Ꮺ GENERAL
ᝰ── spanish speaking!reader | waking up together | martin being obsessed | kissing | cuddling
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first of all, check out the banner !! it's a part of my new theme of making banners for my fics 😌😋
secondly, I want to preface that I am not latina. there may be inaccuracies in the language as I used a translator. my last intention is to offend, stereotype, or insult. please, please, tell me if I ever do, so I can rectify my mistakes ۶ৎ
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it was quiet, wonderfully so. light streamed in from the barely closed curtain, painting you in sunlight. it’s warm under the duvet —under MARTIN'S touch. he’s flush against your back, arms wrapped around you tight.
you’re barely awake, eyes half open, breath shallow with calm. MARTIN'S still peacefully asleep against you, your body following the rising and falling of his chest. even unconscious, he holds you so tight, with such assurance.
you inhale deeply, the rush of air nurturing you into a grounding exhale. you take slow steps to wake up, but after a few long breaths, the sound of music becomes apparent.
the two of you had put on music to fall asleep to. the playlist had ended hours earlier, and the speaker was now playing from the recommended. kiss of life by sade played melodically, bouncing from wall to wall, echoing beautifully —as if it wasn’t actually real, as if part of a dream.
you phone knocked you out of your thoughts, vibrating and peace-disturbing. you groan at the sound, rubbing your eyes in annoyance. who has the nerve to call you at this hour?
begrudgingly, you manage to get yourself loose from MARTIN'S ever-giving hold. his arms stay wrapped around your waist, but your arms are free to roam, and your back is no longer skin to skin with his front.
you take hold of your phone, 7am the time reads, and the contact name la fea shone harshly into your eyes. you nearly chuckle, what could she possibly have to say to you? you click accept, guiding the phone to your ear.
you’re met by an angry voice scolding you. you’re no stranger to your sister scolding you, but what reason does she have to do it at 7am?
“cálmate,” you whine hushed, interrupting her.
“calm down,”
“¿qué te pasa? ¿por qué te has levantado tan temprano?”“what's up with you? why are you up so early?”
your sister being up before 10am is a frowned upon state you hate to find her in, likewise, she hates finding herself in. so what could possibly be more important than preserving this rare peace?
“¡dónde diablos estás!” she shouts.
“where the hell are you!”
you can practically see her hands on her hips through the phone. her silk robe —that you bought her last christmas— comforting her.
“entro en tu habitación y encuentro la cama vacía. ¿en qué pensabas, quedándote fuera hasta tan tarde?”
“I walk into your room and find the bed empty. what were you thinking, staying out so late?”
you chuckle, you don’t mean to, you know it’ll only fuel her angered concern. but it’s hard when the answer is right in front of her.
“¿de verdad crees que he estado de fiesta toda la noche?” “do you really think I was partying all night?”
she grumbles on the other line. “te dije que no iba a dormir en casa.”“I told you I wasn't gonna sleep at home.”
your sister's concern manages to echo out of the safety net of your cell, and it’s stirred MARTIN in his sleep. he’s squinting his eyes trying to adjust to the sunlight spilling in.
his senses slowly come back to him, the sound of don’t dream it’s over by crowded house strumming calm waves against his skin. the faint smell of you tickles his nose, your perfume lingering from last night, your shampoo prominent and welcomed. and then, he hears your voice.
it’s calm and full of a slight laugh, as if you're teasing the other line. the words all blur in his mind before he can register that it’s not english that you're speaking, it’s spanish, and god, it sounds like a song on your lips.
it’s gentle, alluring, fits you oh-so well.
“estoy en casa de MARTIN.”
“I’m at MARTIN'S house”
his name is all he picks up from that sentence. he can’t help the smile on his lips, it’s insatiable and childish with mirth.
“sé que te lo dije. y estoy seguro de que tú también lo recuerdas.”
“I know I told you. and I'm sure you remember too.”
it’s hypnotizing. MARTIN only has a view of the back of your head, he doesn’t get to witness your lips moving, your face processing. he knows it’s probably the most mundane conversation you’re having, but it doesn’t really matter, because whatever your talking about, whoever you’re talking to, your voice, your tone is all the merrier.
“¡incluso dejé una nota en la nevera!” you chuckle.
“I even left a note on the fridge!”
the laugh in your voice. god, he melts right then and there. he’s suddenly too far away, miles from your touch. without a smidge of shame, MARTIN gets closer, sealing the distance you made between the two of you. he’s skin to skin again, clothes being your only barrier.
he feels the rumble of your chest this time as you laugh. he feels as you let your hands caress his tight woven arms around you. the song changes, be that easy by sade sings through the speaker with a gentle hold.
“tengo que colgar.”“I have to hang up.”
MARTIN plants a kiss at the brink of your neck, and then another one in your hair. you chuckle.
“vale, vale, te llamaré más tarde, adiós.”“okay, okay, I'll call you later, bye.”
you hang up, laying your phone back on the nightstand. you can deal with her worry at a reasonable hour, when she’s properly awake.
“were you talking about me?” MARTIN smiles from the crook of your neck. you laugh, turning around to face him. he’s wearing the biggest grin, he looks so proud of himself. “I heard my name, baby.” he nuzzles into you, planting kiss after kiss against your skin.
“maybe I was,” you tease, wrapping your arms around his neck. a blush reaches up his neck and onto his cheeks. his smile turns sheepish, honest.
you kiss him, and it’s all smiles and skin. you’re smiling against him, so is he. it’s blissful, tender with admiration. “you sound good,” MARTIN manages in between teeth and lips. you giggle, lips leaving lips.
“mhm?” you hum.
he nods, lips pink, eyes full.
“¿te gusta mi voz, cariño?” you whisper, planting a kiss on the corner of your lips.
“do you like my voice, sweetheart?”
he giggles, flushed red as he wipes his face with one hand. you laugh at his response, hands threading through his hair.
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fluff, reader is an ari fan duhh ; just some texts between you - loves ari and wicked - and ur bf - very supporting 🙂↕️🙂↕️
𝓷 ‘ sorry for taking such long breaks brahh 🥹 i haven’t been having lots of motivation but hope you enjoy these !! ofc my ari and cortis agenda never ends 🤍🤍. also i hope u guys like my new layout !! also sorry if some of the screenshots are so short😭 i had to crop some of them because tumblr wasn’t letting me upload them
ur whole ari and cortis vibe is soooo cute I literally feel so represented ariana and cortis fans on top 🥹🥹❤️🩹❤️🩹
omgg hii im so sorry i took a while to respond but i literally love ur fics so much wth😭😭 and tysmm!! i love ari so much i literally always have to include her everything!! and i’m so glad there’s other ari and cortis fans and we can share this moment together 🫂
social media short au, fluff, keonho as readers hb 💪💪 !! … 🤍 warnings ; “die” jokes
PART 1 PART 2
𝓷 ‘ saw juhoon weverse post and KNEW i had to do something for him.. i hope u enjoy this!! and there might be a part 2 of the seonghyeon smau i did, i just don’t know what to do for it… lmk if u have any ideas (especially if ur the one that requested the pt 2 in my inbox)!! 🥹
social media short au, fluff, keonho as readers hb 💪💪 !! … 🤍
PART 1 PART 2
𝓷 ‘ part two should i make a part 3..?? idk 🥹 also many ari references as usual, it’s not a post by me if there’s not some sort of ari reference. i hope this reaches to my fellow cortis and ari fans 🫧🫧 also kinda shorter than part 1 but ..
social media short au, fluff, keonho as readers hb 💪💪 !! … 🤍 warnings ; “die” jokes
PART 1 PART 2
𝓷 ‘ saw juhoon weverse post and KNEW i had to do something for him.. i hope u enjoy this!! and there might be a part 2 of the seonghyeon smau i did, i just don’t know what to do for it… lmk if u have any ideas (especially if ur the one that requested the pt 2 in my inbox)!! 🥹
OMGGG ANOTHER ARI & CORTIS FAN!! I'd love to see a fic with Seonghyeonnnn- what I had in mind for the plot s'basically just the boyfriend song by Ari n Social House :)
they like e/o but won't commit and get jealous whenever they talk to other ppl
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boyfriend - 성현 -
@ seonghyeon x fem!reader ݁𝜗𝜚
social media short au, fluff, just two bestfriends who get jealous when the other one is talking to someone else .. 🤍 martin and keonho feature !!
𝓷 ‘ my first request 🥹🥹 sorry this took so long, i haven’t had much time especially with school and all these assignments!! so i decided to make this a smau!! i actually had this idea as well i just didn’t know who i wanted it to be abt… anyways i hope u like thisss
When you can shade another writer by saying that cortis would make fun of them after reading such stuff, aren’t you contradicting yourself, babes? Because you, yourself, write about RIIZE—sexual stuff, by the way. Then you go on to dodge it by calling cortis kids? They’re teenagers, not kids.
That said, why would writing fics in a fandom under three months be a problem? Didn’t your fandom also start writing fics the day they debuted? Saying this as someone who was part of that community a year ago. If you think writing fluff about them is exploitation, then writing smut about adult idols is sexualization. But I doubt you’d agree to that.
Mind you, Anton was barely an adult when people started writing smut about him. Nobody cared then, but since it’s a growing fandom this time, your eyes suddenly opened? Where were you when they wrote smut about an idol who was just a few months past eighteen—not even a proper adult yet? Let me guess, reading those fics or imagining writing some.
This blog is going to stay purely safe-for-work, even when the boys grow up and past twenty. Even when other authors start writing smut about them (which, lowkey, I hope doesn’t happen—but it won’t stop it either). All I can do is keep this blog as it’s always been—based purely on fluff, because I see them as cuties, not people to be sexualized.
Please, dear readers—if you know who I’m talking about, don’t send them hate anons. Y’all are too mature for that, right? Let them talk all the shit they want. This blog is a safe space, and I plan to keep it that way, no matter how many haters pop up. I love each one of you, and this is honestly the last time I’ll be addressing this.
i never knew you could hold moonlight in ur hands - 건호 -
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comfort, fluff, inspired by ariana grande’s moonlight 🤍. ; a small fic about how keonho is ur comfort zone and makes you feel safe. wc. 358 DNI IF UR 18+ !! use ur brain ty
𝓷 ‘ my second fic ever ahh 🥹 i know this is short but i’m thinking of making a long fic about a member and how reader and him fall in love, it would be a hs fic btw !! just not sure who to do..
being around keonho meant your world was at its peak. you felt an overwhelming feeling of comfort and reassurance. you felt secured and was completely at ease. he was your comfort zone.
you two were cuddled up on his bed with his hands wrapped around your waist and his face nuzzled in ur neck. there was a movie playing in the back, however, that was all background noise to you. your focus was completely on him and the feeling that he was giving you right now. nothing but pure love and admiration.
“every look, every touch, makes me wanna give you my heart..”
his touch was all you needed for comfort. when you were feeling down and having literally the worst day of your life, he was the only one who could repair your feelings. no one else had the same energy. no one else held moonlight in their hands.
and when he kissed you? you could literally feel your heart warm up and build a cozy layer while ur cheeks were the pinkest they could ever get. not even standing outside during a blizzard could compare to that.
“sweet like candy, but he’s such a man”
his touch wasn’t the only thing that made you mesmerized. his actions did too. he wasn’t just clingy — though that was a very important thing to you — but he was a gentleman. always holds the door for you, always pulls the chair out for you, always has a hair tie for you just incase you get frustrated because your hair is in your way, always holds ur bag no matter how heavy it is, always takes care of you, and everytime he sees you, he runs up to you with the biggest smile ever and hugs you so tight to the point you have to tell him to stop because you can’t breath, and kisses you all over your face. you also swear you can see his eyes lit up too. keonho was your everything. he was your comfort and admiration.
“he knows just what it does when he’s holding me tight, and he calls me ‘moonlight’ too.”
