#ramon costa

[sweetly-dream-writes]

My friend re-watched tiny pretty things today and Gave me some Ramon screenshots as a gift...

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[lucyisdoingfine]

ppl need to watch tiny beautiful things bc i was ROBBED of the ramon costa headcanons 😭😭

Ramon Costa dating HC!!

Ramon Costa x fem!student!reader

Warnings: Manipulation, Gaslighting, Age Gap, Mild talk of injury, Daddy kink, Smut, Very possessive behavior, teacher and student relationship, jealousy, infidelity and the fact hes Ramon fucking Costa.

Rating: Smut and Dating HC

Notes: Listen, you can't tell me you want Ramon Costa HC and not expect me to not do them. Tiny pretty things is good but he is god awful in this show so i beg of you to please read the warnings. Bayardo is also so hot in this show my lord.

Enjoy my luvs!! xoxo

❥︎ Ramon doesn't date for emotional or deeper connections, not at the beginning anyway, he's already perfectly moulded you to his ideal ballerina. A perfect student who can land every jump and push every boundary and the icing on the cake is having you. In a way he already owns your body. You spend every living moment perfecting it to be perfect for him, the only difference is now he gets to call you his own.

❥︎ He's gentle on the surface. Whispering endless promises of the lush successful life you've dreamed of, giving you the upmost attention in class and spoiling you with enough jewelry and high end ballet gear to total up to a car. It keeps you so hooked, addicted to the chaste kisses and endless praise that it blinds you the fact his phone is locked for a reason. It keeps you mindless to the fact he's slowly breaking you down into the perfect woman, his perfect ballerina who will launch his already shining career.

❥︎ Speaking of infidelity, he isn't exactly subtle about the countless number of women that he's suspiciously still close with. Texts from your fellow classmates at ungodly hours, arm touches that linger too long on 'friends' he sees in the streets it all gets to you and bursts out one night in a confrontation. He denys any claims of even the idea of him having thoughts about another woman, he tells you your just reading into things..

"You think I'd treat anyone else like you? If anything I should be questioning you and that pathetic excuse of a partner you practically begged me to put you with- Oren? Was it.? Maybe you should go spread your legs to him if i'm so unfaithful."

These arguments always end in his favour, with you begging and pleading. Your stomach pressed into the harsh marble of the counter as he thrusts harshly into your cunt, his pase relentless as he's somehow switched the blame to you. "Does he fuck you like this, ¿Puta sucia?" He knows you can't even get a word out to defend yourself, all that escapes is a pathetic whimper on response. "Thats what I thought."

Yet the next morning hes as good as gold. Bringing you breakfast in bed and showing you with cuddles and kisses as if the bruises scattered across your body aren't from him.

❥︎ On the speaking of smut this man is the smoothest bastard its frustratingly impressive. He'll press his hard on into your lower back as kisses are pressed down your neck, his tongue lapping over the purple bites he leaves behind. Mellow whispers are mumbled into your ear, filthy promises of how he's already planning to fuck you after class. They leave you breathless and dizzy as he cruelly leaves you desperate for him to follow up with them.

❥︎ Inspired by what @southernbluebellereader said in our discord but if your behavior isn't on par to his expectations or maybe your being particularly "bratty" he won't respond to any other name than papi or daddy. "Ramon could yo-" "Thats not my name is it, mi amor..?" He adores how flustered and embarrassed you become as the word finally leaves your lips in a humiliated coo.

❥︎ On the more sweeter side of things, he's an excellent cook and he's more than happy to woo you with his chef-adjacent cooking skills. He insists on cooking for you every night in fact. He refuses to order in from big restaurant chains though. Y'know like McDonald's, KFC etc. If you even suggest it he'll just laugh at the fact you'd enjoy such a thing.

❥︎ One thing about Ramon in particular is that he constantly pushes not only you but his students to their limits. He's intense in his methods of teaching and does whatever it takes for you to reach the potential he thinks you can reach. He'll manipulate anyone, teacher or not, if that means he can get the best from you; even if that brings the worst out in you.

What he won't stand for is injury, especially with you. The moment your footwork is off he marches you down to the medic, Alan, and demands for scans, checkups, whatever's necessary to assure you can be up and dancing again, so you can be his perfect ballerina.

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[nonsense-by-bo]

can we just talk abt ramon costas v line in THE gif pls

yes absolutely we can. i’m more than happy to elaborate. (my first ask on this blog hooray!!! you did not ask for headcanons but you get it anyway /lh)

Ramon Costa HCs

warnings: um ramon costa… suggestive, but no smut, not proofread and written in 15 minutes

word count: 486

It’s clear to absolutely everyone in existence that Ramon Costa is a confident guy.

It’s in the way he speaks, the way he carries himself - the man likes himself, because he knows he’s hot shit.

But around you? Oh, he loves to show off a little extra around you.

The first day you show up at The Archer, Ramon takes immediate notice of how you look at him. At how your eyes linger on his reflection in the studio mirror, how your body tenses just the slightest bit when he corrects your posture with a hand in your waist.

He likes the attention. So, in true Ramon fashion, he takes advantage.

Ramon likes to take his time with you (take this as you will). He goes out of his way to give you some personal instruction, to better yourself for the dance, of course.

He’s the type to call you in to the studio at an ungodly hour and just make you dance for him. His eyes always linger across your body as you move, his lips pulling up in that devilish little smirk.

But he never makes a move. Not yet, at least.

The closer you get to opening night, the more and more you see Ramon - not just in the studio, anymore. He stops you for a quick flirt in the halls, or makes lustful eye contact from across the room.

And the more you see him, the more bold he gets.

This time, however, you got to see a little… more of him.

The sauna rooms at The Archer are an ideal place to relax. It’s quiet, and I’m the off chance somebody is in there with you, conversations are pleasant.

But today? Today’s your lucky day.

You were simply resting in the sauna room, allowing the warmth and comfort of the steam to soothe the dull ache in your muscles, when the door swung open.

And there he stood.

Daddy Ramon Costa, a towel wrapped around his toned hips, his broad chest and chiseled abs on full display. He had tattoos lining his arms and a finely written ‘C’est La Vie’ inked across his pec.

He was truly like a fucking Roman sculpture, the way he was built and defined. It was hard to take your eyes off of him…

…especially that deep, chiseled v-line of his.

The moment that Ramon caught a glimpse of where your eyes fell, the way that your cheeks heated to a hot pink that definitely wasn’t just from the steam of the sauna, a smirk danced onto his lips.

That stupid, dangerous smirk you loved so much.

Before you could much comprehend what was happening, you could see him stepping a bit closer to you, his hand coming up to gently lift your chin, his deep brown eyes meeting your own.

“How about I give you something else to… not just look at, hm?”

[apple-lemon]

I just finished Tiny Pretty Things and let’s just say I have some thoughts

I’m sorry a ballet about Jack the Ripper?!?!? Wtf these are literal teenagers that he is forcing to play a serial killer and his victims

How do they have so much time to have sex? Like I go to school and ballet and I barely have time to breathe, much less have sex like 10 times a day

I love how this show forgot Neveah existed after like 3 episodes, it’s probably bc she’s kinda bland (don’t @ me, I’m just being honest)

Ok but like the sauna. They’re having these serious conversations while being buck ass naked with a towel covering the smallest amount possible, it’s hilarious

Bette is the best character, literally fight me. She’s also the most interesting and I really related to her. When she said “why am I not good enough for anybody” I feel that deep in my bones

I appreciate how they portrayed a man with an eating disorder. I feel like as a society we associate eating disorder with women (especially in the ballet world) but it’s definitely something men go through too

Delia’s grey hoodie with the red zipper just ain’t it, super ugly -93837399282/10

The scene where Shane takes his clothes off and then chucks them off the roof was so funny, I was cackilng

I like how there’s a scene where Bette throws shade at contemporary, but these bitches dance the most modern style ballet I’ve ever seen

I watched this show in less than 24hrs, I’m not ok

[idonotexist442]

Literally me when they made the Ramon/June connection reveal

[bumblesimagines]

Still A Costa

Request: Yes or No

I haven't seen a single fic for this series on Tumblr. For anyone curious, since Bayardo (Ramon's actor) is 37 I'm gonna make Ramon 37 which means when (Y/N) was born, he was around 19.

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'Yesterday night, Cassie Shore, a student at the prestigious Archer School Of Ballet, fell four stories down from the roof of the school. Miss Shore, who was an exceptional dancer and beloved by her fellow peers, is currently in the hospital in a deep coma. The director, Monique Dubois, has stated the following-'

"What a load of bullshit." (Y/N) muttered, shutting his phone off as he leaned back in his seat. Cassie Shore was hated by everyone. Nobody there truly loved her. They all hoped she'd break an ankle. (Y/N) felt the bus stop and grabbed his bag, standing up. He exited the bus, letting out a deep sigh. He never expected to be back in Chicago but his brother wanted him there. (Y/N) was much happier in Madrid. The mere thought of bumping into any of his old acquaintances gave him a headache. Unlike his brother, (Y/N) wasn't as wellknown. He was only eighteen yet he already had a job as a photographer. (Y/N) felt his phone vibrate in his hand, looking at the contact.

Mona

"Fuck off already." (Y/N) huffed lightly, rolling his eyes. He answered the call, walking forward as he pressed the phone to his ear.

"This is the twenty-fifth time you've called me this week and it's only Tuesday. What do you want?" (Y/N) asked, getting a taxi. Monique hummed. (Y/N) watched a car pull over.

"Is that any way to speak to an adult? Especially someone who practically raised you?"

"Ramon raised me. You were just his pedo girlfriend." (Y/N) said, putting his bag in the car and getting in. He moved the phone away from his face, quietly giving the driver the address.

"How's Madrid? I heard your brother ditched Paris and is back in Chicago. When are you gonna come back?" Monique asked gently. (Y/N) scoffed, leaning back in the seat. He turned his head slightly, watching the buildings pass by.

"Face it, Mona. You only call when you want something. What is it?" (Y/N) asked.

"I see Ramon taught you nothing but attitude. Fine. I was hoping you'd be able to convince your brother to choreograph for me. I see what he's done for Delia. He should do something for the school as well." Monique responded, the fake sweetness in her voice dropping. (Y/N) let out a small chuckle, shaking his head lightly.

"He'd never do it. Not even if I asked. Plus, he knows I don't care about ballet. He'd know you begged me to ask."

"I'm not begging-"

"You are." (Y/N) cut off, toying with the strings of his hoodie. "And even if I agreed, you'd have to give me something in return."

"You wouldn't do it as a favor to an old friend?" Monique asked.

"No. I don't have friends. Just people I know." (Y/N) replied.

"Was Cassie not a friend? You've probably heard about what happened to her by now. Are you not gonna visit?"

"Cassie and I are history. I have no business visiting her or trying to make amends. She's half dead, isn't she? I don't bother dead people." (Y/N) answered, annoyance in his voice as he got his wallet out and gave the driver some money. He got out of the car, closing the door and watching the car drive off. His gaze settled on Ramon's house, eyeing the front door.

"Always dramatic." He approached the house, opening and closing the door. He glanced around, sighing. He headed up to his old room, entering and finding it just the same as he had left it. Ramon was still young when (Y/N) was born and thrusted into his life. Ramon held resentment towards him during the first few years since his parents up and disappeared and Ramon had to travel around with a baby but as (Y/N) got older, the resentment was replaced with brotherly love. (Y/N) tossed his bag on the messy bed, looking over his bookshelf. Seemed like either Delia or Ramon had added more books. (Y/N) approached the shelf, picking up the new additions.

"Sharp Objects, The Bell Jar, White is For Witching, and House of Leaves." (Y/N) read the names aloud, humming softly. He put them back, continuing to look around the room. He only returned to Chicago to watch Ramon's debut ballet. (Y/N) sat on the bed, unpacking his bag. He took out his camera, placing it on his nightstand. He grabbed his phone, getting an uber and heading out. (Y/N) thoughts wondered back to his and Cassie's last exchange.

"Are you fucking serious? My brother?" (Y/N) stared at her. Cassie swallowed, shaking her head.

"It was a one time thing! When I graduate, I can have Ramon wrapped around my finger and it'll help boost my career!" Cassie explained, staring at him. (Y/N) scoffed, shaking his head.

"You have a habit of using Costas, you know that?" (Y/N) asked, looking away from her.

"I never used you. You were my best friend and-"

"And you used me to get closer to Ramon. I always wondered what went wrong. I'm glad we got that cleared up." (Y/N) ran a hand through his hair, unable to look at the girl. Cassie stepped closer to him.

"You're wrong-"

"I always knew you were a selfish bitch." (Y/N) muttered, walking past her and leaving the hotel room.

(Y/N) blinked, feeling the car stop. (Y/N) thanked the driver and got out, staring up at the old building. He closed the door and walked forward, gaze dropping to the dried blood on the pavement. He went up the steps, entering the school. (Y/N) stuck his hands in his pockets, heading up to Monique's office. Selena glanced up, doing a double take and quickly standing as her eyes widened.

"Mr. Costa, I wasn't-"

"Yeah, nobody knows I'm here. I want it to stay that way." (Y/N) said, opening the door and entering the office. Monique looked up from her phone, brows raising. She stood, taking off her reading glasses.

"Well, someone got here fast." She breathed out, dismissing Selena with a wave of her hand.

"I was already here when you called and ruined my mood even more." (Y/N) replied, glancing around the office. He plopped down on one of the chairs, arms crossing.

"So, Cassie pulls a Humpty Dumpty and you think my brother is gonna clean up the mess?" (Y/N) cocked a brow, watching Monique sit back down. She chuckled, tucking a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear.

"A choreographed dance by him would pull people's attention somewhere else." Monique said, shrugging lightly. "Your brother has been ignoring me."

"I would too. You're really persistent and annoying." (Y/N) said, eyes sweeping over her desk.

"Any lawsuits?"

"The police declared it an accident."

"Was it?"

"I thought you and Cassie were history?" Monique cocked a brow, tilting her head. (Y/N)'s jaw clenched as he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, we are. I'm just curious if there's a potential murderer among the staff or students." (Y/N) shrugged.

"She's alive." Monique reminded.

"Barely. You think she didn't bust her head open when she fell? Who survives a fall like that?" (Y/N) questioned. Monique leaned forward, resting her arms on her desk.

"Why are you here, (Y/N)?" Monique asked. (Y/N) sat up, licking his lips as he stood up.

"I was wondering if anything changed at the school. Since you're still director.. That means nothing has changed. All the work you put into this school and still only medicore dancers graduate. You have a star dancer once every couple of years. Delia was the lastest one." (Y/N) shrugged, grabbing the edge of the desk as he leaned forward.

"Who's the next star?" (Y/N) asked, tilting his head. They turned their heads as the door opened and a girl entered.

"Neveah Stroyer." Monique replied. (Y/N) hummed, looking back at her.

"Let's hope she doesn't have a great fall." (Y/N) leaned back, stepping away from the desk.

"Neveah meet (Y/N) Costa." Neveah's brows rose, looking at (Y/N). Her eyes shined with excitement.

"I've read some of your books and seen the photographs you take. They're amazing." Neveah said, walking forward and shaking his hand. (Y/N) hummed.

"Maybe you'll take some pictures for the school." Monique said, smiling. (Y/N) hummed, looking at the older woman.

"I'd rather choke." He replied, giving her a fake smile. Neveah's brows raised, clearing her throat. (Y/N) walked past Neveah, opening the door.

"Good luck surviving with rats and sharks, Neveah!"

[making-it-complicated]

Day 7 (I think)(might give up on this numbers business) of having a tumblr account:

The Tiny Pretty Things finale y’all. Am fuming. What the actual fuck there is so much going on like I really don’t have the time/will to dissect it character by character, especially cause I’m talking to myself here but.

Ramon Costa narrating the end bit. RAMON COSTA NARRATING THE END BIT. It was like that random fucking episode of Desperate Housewives that Rex narrated like ok so ur dead congrats anybody can achieve that nobody wants you here so can you fuck off! Who killed him? honestly I don’t fucking care but whoever it was good for them! I stg if he narrates the entirety of the second season we riot.

[lucyisdoingfine]

Okay my loves!

I have a handful of requests i need to do so which would you all like to see?

ALSO i rewatched tiny pretty things (ballet shoe on netflix with Rudys actor Bayardo in it) and i kinda wanna do Ramon Costa HC....

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Voting ended onAug 23, 2023