I just opened Twitter, what the actual fuck.. this guy is beyond disgusting and lustful. also calling her danny when she publicly said she hates it? whatever spell she’s under she needs to wake up. she deserves sm better
Girlfriend Daniela who wakes you up with soft kisses on your forehead and cheeks, whispering "good morning, mi amor
Girlfriend Daniela who loves planning at-home dates and then cuddling on the couch watching telenovelas or K-dramas
Girlfriend Daniela who teaches you how to dance and doesnt laugh at you no matter how bad at it you are.
"its okay mi amor one foot at a time"
"just like that me tesoro youre doing so good for me"
"im so proud of you you did amazing"
Girlfriend Daniela Loves showing you off to anyone and everyone
"isnt my girl so gorgeous"
"isnt she perfect"
"shes literally the best woman to ever walk the planet"
Girlfriend Daniela who loves to kiss you and hold hands with you and is big on physical touch
Girlfriend Daniela who in the mornings loves to wake you up even more by fingering you
Dani’s hand slides between your legs. “Morning, beautiful,” she murmurs. You sigh “Don’t tease me,” and arch into her touch. She keeps a slow pace "swallowing your words with her mouth" until you gasp “I’m close—” and she talks you through it loving to watch you squirm
Girlfriend Daniela whos loves to pull you on top of her and slide her hand into your bottoms and tease you
"youre so wet for me baby"
"you feel so good"
"dani to much" you whine
"shhh mi amor let me take care of you"
Girlfriend Daniela who loves to dirty talk you in spanish cause she knows it makes you wetter
"Muy bien, mi amor, lo estás haciendo muy bien mami"
"shhh mi amor dejame cuidarte"
"Estas tan mojada para mi"
Girlfriend Daniela whos very attentive and responsive to you during sex
“Tell me what you want tesoro"
"just dont stop fucking me"
"okay mi amor"
Girlfriend Daniela who brings you on tour with her and always looks happy to see you after a performance
Dani kisses you hard. “Missed you so much amor” she says, hands already under your shirt. You breathe out “then hurry up” pulling her closer. As she moves on top of you and pushes to fingers into you, “Dani please” and she replies “That’s it, let me hear you.”
𝒟𝒶𝓃𝒾ℯ𝓁𝒶 𝒜𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒾𝓃𝒾 ℳ𝒶𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉
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Your Person.
-> summary: you and daniela have been dating for four years now and it seems that you both are ready for the next step: marriage. which is great, since she starts loving you a tad bit more once you learn spanish just to recite your vows to her in a way that will resonate with her for life.
-> warnings: fluff, use of y/n like once?? use of the word ‘fuck’ once. absolute amazing writing… not proofread..
-> pairing: daniela x female!reader
-> a/n: gang, first fanfic. we rolled this out in like a few hours. idk how good it is so pls keep the hammers in the toolbox but hope you guys like it!! if you want more writing from me, lemme know. i’ll be happy to write more since this was quite fun !! also i need a divider template desperately bro, what is this thing below smh
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Daniela Avanzini.
The love of your life.
The woman you loved for almost 4 years now, the years bleeding together into times of joy, affection, love, intimacy and everything in between. You knew the day you met her that she would be the bundle of happiness that keeps you longing for more time by her side.
You’d been thinking about it for a long time.
Labelling the part of your life that made every day brighter than it was originally meant to be. Yes, she was your girlfriend but now you’re sure you wanted her as your person. Someone you can care for in the days to come. And oh, you wanted those days with her forever so badly.
So you went out your way secretly planning your proposal to her throughout the days, making sure she had no idea whatsoever that this would be happening.
First you thought you should take her to the fancy restaurant that makes those burgers she loves so much, giggling at the thought of the first bite she took out of one of them. When her face illuminated and she started smiling contagiously, her dimples appearing almost immediately, making your gaze soften, adoring her with your chin resting on the palm of your hand, propped up by your elbow on the table. Just watching her eyes close, the corners of her mouth twitching upwards as she took bite after bite, savouring the flavour, made you fall even more in love with her that day.
But that wouldn’t be enough. This needs to be memorable. Somewhere both of you cherish and a place that you both consider yours.
That’s it.
The diner across the street. The one you and Daniela shared your first kiss and first date.
First date
You and Daniela had been friends for a few weeks now until you finally plucked up the courage to ask her out on a date. Of course, she agreed, seeing as though she had started liking you ever since she met you through a mutual friend.
“Y/n, you’ve got a little— right here. There.” Daniela hesitantly points out while wiping off the sauce from your cheek, making you shiver slightly from her gentle caress.
You let out a mumble, cursing yourself, embarrassed that you got this messy eating in front of her.
She chuckled, looking at you and shaking her head, and the sound made your cheeks flush.
Then she leaned in. “Was that too much for a first date? Trying to make you look presentable by wiping sauce off your face?” You could hear the teasing tone underneath the smile.
You shook your head, looking away since the eye contact would make you fold if you maintained it any longer.
“You sure? Because you’re blushing right now…”
She holds back a smirk as she sees you look back at her, eyes widened slightly as you start defending yourself almost immediately. “No, I’m not blushing! I don’t blush, I genuinely think you’re blind.”
Her hand comes to gently hold your chin, thumb brushing exactly where she can see the faint pink on your cheek.
“Sure.”
“Because you’ve been this red on the cheeks ever since we walked in here. I just didn’t notice such crimson painted on your face.”
She smiles softly, her gaze glancing at your lips, lingering, as she leans in.
Your eyes flutter closed as her lips gently brush against yours, soft and careful, testing the waters. Your shoulders relax as you relax into the kiss, nose brushing hers slightly as one of your hands went to cup her face as the other landed on her waist, pulling her closer toward you.
From there, you knew.
This woman would have a hold on your emotions that no one else had ever had before.
Proposal day
You and her were hand in hand, as you locked the door of your shared apartment.
The routine was normal for you two. Every anniversary, you have a little outing at the diner that you shared your first electric kiss but little did Daniela know, this one wasn’t going to be as normal as she’s used to.
You find a table, sitting across from each other, her hand and fingers already intertwining with yours as you settle them down onto the table.
The date goes on as how you would expect it. Teasing, giggling, and Daniela stealing fries off your plate as you take a spoonful of her mash.
You smile, tilting head slightly as you look at her, as if she’s not real. A figment of your imagination.
She narrows her eyes at you and snorts, “What, do I have something on my face idiot?” You roll eyes, shaking head as you let go of her hand, getting ready to pull the ring box out your pocket.
“4 years. 4 years I’ve spent dealing with your beautiful ass.”
“Bit of a backhanded compliment but I’ll take it since you called my ass beautiful. But thank you cariño, I’ve noticed it is.” she states, earning a little chuckle from you.
“Babe, You know what’s crazy?”
“What is it?”
“I look at you now and, yes, I see the same Dani that I took on a first date 4 years ago but now I also see a woman that I love so much that whenever I look away, my love for her only grows more and more. Even if we’re five feet away from each other, the longing I have to be next to you 24/7 leaves me like a hopeless simp for you. And you know what?”
She smiles, unable to suppress the grin that emerges as she hears you admit this so suddenly. “Yeah?”
“It’s made me realise that as long as I’m alive, I don’t want to be one foot away from you. At all. Because the feeling just makes me all knotty inside. I think, no I know, you’re my person. The person I wanna keep happy, the someone I want to share little moments, like these, forever with. I want you in all the little ways. I want to be able to wake up to your face every single day, sit down and cuddle on the couch while watching those sappy romantic movies you love, do the laundry with you, have game nights with, and test out different cooking recipes I found on TikTok. So what I’m really trying to say is….”
She sits up, eyes widening, as she sees you get up from your seat and bend down onto one knee. Her hands flying up to cover mouth.
“Will you be my person?” Pulling out ring box and opening it toward her, revealing a thin silver band with a diamond placed dead centre. Simple. Just how you know she likes her rings.
“Be stuck with me for life. Extra perk is being called my wife from now on but semantics.” You smile, joking to hide the nervous fluttery feeling you can feel blooming in your insides.
She looks down at you, on one knee, asking to marry her. Asking for her.
Cautiously, she slips out her seat and in front of you, holding both your wrists like she’s afraid you’d disappear if she didn’t.
“M-Mi amor…” She whispers, voice cracking at the last bit.
“Daniela Andrea Avanzini Llorente, Will you marry me?” Spanish rolling off your tongue smoothly from the years of knowing Daniela and practice saying her full name.
She pauses, mouth slightly agape as she doesn’t know what to say. Tears prick her eyes as she swallows, whispering “Y-You better not be joking with me, you doofus, or i swear…”
You smile, shaking head. “Babygirl, I’m being serious and I’ve never been this serious about a decision before in my life. So what is it because you’re breaking my fragile heart over here with all your processing this information.”
She lets out a shaky chuckle, tears rolling slowly down her cheeks as she says, her voice barely above a whisper, “Y-Yes, I will.”
“You will?”
“Yes. I will.” She says a bit louder, arms flying to wrap around your shoulders, almost launching you onto your back. Her face nuzzled into your shoulder as she cries happy tears and chuckles.
You grin, the corners of your mouth almost reaching your eyes as you hug her back with equal tightness, kissing the top of her head. She pulls away, looking at you with glassy eyes and leaning in to capture your lips in a kiss that is gentle yet so full of desperation, that you know you made a right choice. She was going to be your woman now.
Forever.
And you didn’t mind the sound of that.
Wedding day
You’re there at the altar, you and her standing face to face.
You look at her up and down, basking in her glory.
Stunning, you think.
You look at each other in the eyes, the intimacy of it all unquestioned as it’s time to read out your vows for the years to come.
Daniela goes first, something about ‘love is what we all hope to find in everything we see as we grow old but i found it in the form of a person’ and all that jazz but you’re not focused on what she says.
You’re focused on how her eyes sparkle in the sun, like glitter.
How her dimples indented into her cheek and appeared and disappeared at every smirk or smile she put on with each sentence.
How her hair cascaded down her shoulders, her curls defined and worn in a hairstyle that put the whole look together and her on a pedestal above all other curly-haired girls.
She finishes, putting a hand on your cheek and stroking her thumb against it so lovingly and gently, it almost makes you short-circuit and forget the words you are about to say.
“Your turn mi amor. Sweep me off my feet.” She smiles, corner of her eyes creasing from the genuineness.
You take a deep breath, exhaling with your eyes closed. “Sorry beforehand. Don’t you dare laugh at me if all hell breaks loose with this.”
She tilts head, confused but amused, so lets you continue.
“Oh lord, here goes nothing… Siempre te he amado. Desde nuestra primera cita en el restaurante. Siempre has tenido un lugar especial en mi corazón. Ahora sé que debo y siempre lo haré, porque eres única y ahora serás mía. Así que prometo protegerte a toda costa y cuidarte como nadie lo ha hecho antes, porque te mereces lo mejor. Te amo, eres mi vida y ahora mi esposa.”
(I have always loved you. Ever since our first date at the diner. You have always held a special place in my heart. Now I know I must and always will, because you are unique and now you will be mine. So I promise to protect you at all costs and take care of you like no one ever has before, because you deserve the very best. I love you, you are my life and now my wife.)
Her breath quickens as she feels a surge of emotion rush through her, hearing you speak Spanish, almost fluently. Her eyes go glassy fast, the overwhelming amount of affection she can hear in your words break her inside. She lets out a shaky sob as the audience cheer enthusiastically, your practically fluent accent, helping them and her to understand how much work and dedication you put into making her feel special in the language she resonates with the most.
As everyone cheers, you blush, looking at her with a sheepish smile. She chuckles, stepping forward to hold your face in both her hands as she leans her forehead against yours, tear streaming down her face.
“Mi amor, you spent all this time trying to learn Spanish just for this moment, just for me?”
You can only nod before she wraps her arms around your neck, pulling herself flush against you as she kisses you deep, her need to show how grateful and proud she is of you, evident. your arms snake around her waist whilst your lips stay pressed together, pulling apart only when you’re both out of breath.
“You were meant to wait until they said ‘you may now kiss the bride’ baby.” You whisper, amusement lacing in with your words as she kisses you once more, softer than before.
“Who the fuck cares?” She chuckles as she pulls you into a hug, holding you tight whilst nuzzling into your neck, pressing a kiss onto it.
