summary! - armando broke up with you a month ago but now he wants you back. lowkey loosely inspired by this song -> olvídame y pega la vuelta
requests are open!
ratings! - hurt/comfort, rekindling a relationship, hormiga is a bit pathetic in this one and so is reader (my bad), but its okay bc theyre in love
Note! - i decided to write about hormiga as well! im genuinely having the time of my life writing on tumblr i should’ve started doing this earlier! I also included a translation of the spanish dialogue in bold for my non-spanish speakers!
You stood in front of your bathroom mirror, fixing your hair, when you heard a knock on the door. You quietly left the bathroom amd approached the front door to your apartment. You slowly put your face up to the peephole and immediately felt your heartbeat pick up as you were met with the sight of Armando, the boy who had broken up with you a month prior. You had promised yourself that you would never entertain the idea of getting back together with him. But you never really had the strength to say no to Armando, not when those puppy eyes of his were looking at you so sadly. But that didn’t mean you were gonna make this easy for him. Not when he practically ripped out your heart a month ago.
You quickly swung the door open and were met with the sight of the man whom you had wanted nothing more than to hold again. You both make eye contact before fully taking each other in. Armando had disheveled hair, and his eyes were puffy and slightly red. He was clothed in a hoodie and sweatpants, his usual attire after a long training session. After a few seconds, you tilted your head, inquiring him to speak.
“Preciosa, yo sé que no me quieres ver ahorita pero por favor escúchame (Sweetheart I know you don’t want to see me right now but please listen to me)” he pleaded with you.
“¿O si? ¿Y cuándo yo te suplicaba que no me dejaras hace un mes porque a mí no me escuchaste? (Oh yeah? And what about a month ago when I was begging you to not breakup with me? Don’t I deserve to be listened to?)” you demanded. You had begged him not to break up with you because you knew it was a mistake. But he didn’t listen to you and broke your heart anyway.
His face immediately twisted with regret. “perdoname amor, yo sé que te lastime pero ya estoy aquí para componer las cosas (Please forgive me my love, I know I hurt you but I’m here now to make things right)”
“No, no nomas me lastimaste, Armando. Me rompiste el corazón, (You didn’t just hurt me, Armando. You broke my heart)” you exclaimed as you pointed your finger at his chest.
He winced at the use of his full name. But took the opportunity to grab your hand as it pointed at his chest. He held your hand with both of his as if it were his only lifeline. Your heart skipped a beat once his skin made contact with yours, and you immediately softened.
He noticed and gently pulled you into a hug. He did it slow enough so you could resist if you truly wanted to, but you were always weak when it came to Armando Gonzáles.
The second your head finally rested against his chest, every emotion you felt towards Armando came rushing back, and you began to cry. He rested his head atop yours, and you heard him begin to sniffle as well.
“Perdoname amor. Te juro que nunca me voy a ir de tu lado otra vez (Please forgive me my love. I swear I will never leave your side again)” he whispered, resisting the urgue to sob.
“Pensaba que ya no me quierías (I thought you didn’t love me anymore)” you confessed, voice breaking. Armando winced at your words. He leaned back so he could see your face but you were hiding against his chest. He cupped your jaw with his hand and tipped your head up so you could look at him.
“Jamás pare de quiérete. Pensaba en ti todos los días. Sentía que me volvía loco cuando no estabas conmigo (I never once stopped loving you. I thought about you everyday we were apart. I felt like I was going insane when you weren’t with me)” he murmured as his eyes raked across your face.
In that moment Armando swept you up in his arms and walked into your apartment, closing the door behind him. Armando walked into your bedroom and gently laid you down on your bed before getting into bed next to you. He pulled you in so you were resting on top of him.
“Siempre voy a estar a tu lado y jamás me tendrás que extrañar (I will always be by your side and you’ll never have to miss me again)” he promised as he wrapped his arms around you. you simply nodded your head and closed your eyes in contentment.
I was wondering if you could do a fluff Brian Gutiérrez x reader?
☆ - the cat’s out of the bag / Brian Gutiérrez
summary! - during an interview Brian Gutiérrez gets asked about reader who he has been seen with numerous times
requests are open!
ratings! - fluff, gender neutral reader
Note! - this is my first ever request so bear with me but i hope you enjoy! i had a lot of fun writing this! also i tried to do some research on Brian’s personality but i couldn’t find many videos so he may be extremely ooc sorry!! i also never realized how difficult it is to write a gender neutral reader in spanish!
“¿y ahora la última pregunta, esa/e muchacha/o que siempre andas con quien es? (and for the final question, who is that person you’re always with) the interviewer asked Brian Guiterrez.
Brian’s face immediately lit up with a shy smile. “de que hablas yo no ando con ningun/a muchacha/o (what are you talking about im not hanging out with someone?)” he denies trying to appear nonchalant.
“¿cómo que no? ¿haber entonces quien es esta persona? (oh yeah? then who is this?) the interview asks as he pulls out multiple enlarged photos of you and brian.
one of them is his favorite photo of you two ever. in the photo, you two are wrapped in each other’s arms. you look up at him while he looks down at you. both of you have the biggest and dumbest smiles on your faces.
the interview hands the photo to Brian. he rakes his gaze all over the photo as a smile threatens to break out on his face again. he puts a hand over his mouth, trying to hide it, but fails miserably. anyone could tell from a mile away how much he loved you simply from the look on his face.
“¿no sé, tal vez es ia? (i don’t know maybe it’s ai?)” he says clearly joking. he has given up on keeping your relationship a secret. he had originally planned to announce your relationship in a different way, but that plan was out of the window now.
“ayyyyy oílo. mira esa sonrisota que tienes y dime que no es tu pareja (look at that smile on your face, you’re trying to tell me this isn’t your partner?)” the interviewer interrogated.
“pues ya nos cacharon. si es mi pareja (well you caught us. yes they’re my partner)” he admits, both arms in the air in a joking surrender.
“bueno pues felicidades. son una pareja muy bonita (well then, congratulations you guys make a very beautiful couple)” the interviewer congratulates Brian as he sticks his arm out to shake his hand.
after the interview ends, Brian walks out of the building to his car. he starts the car and immediately begins to take a familiar route to a particular house.
when he arrives, he parks out front and gets out of the car. he stands in front of the passenger door waiting when suddenly the front door to the house opens, and you step out. Brian’s face immediately lights up as he takes you in. You approach with a smile on your face, and you both wrap your arms around each other. he looks down at you, and you up at him.
“hola hermoso (hello gorgeous)” you whisper, smiling as you lean in.
Hello!! I love your fics and am wondering if you could do a short blurb of Armando Gonzalez x reader fluff please. Anything really, like them showing pda infront of his teammates/public or even like the first date/kiss.
☆ - not so secret kisses
/ armando “hormiga” gonzález
summary! - armando invites you to his training for the first time
requests are open!
ratings! - fluff, some kissing
note! - ive come to the realization that i really enjoy writing for la hormiga! anyways i hope you enjoy!
when your boyfriend invited you to his soccer practice with mexico’s national team, you had immediately agreed, not thinking much of it. but now that you’re finally here, looking down at a group of men you had never met before, you were starting to second guess your decision.
this feeling, however quickly dissipated as you watched how all of the members interacted with each other. it was as if they had known each other all of their lives. they all joked and teased eachother as they practiced. armando was no exception.
during one of the team’s breaks armando had gone up to the stands where you sat, to keep you company.
your hand was in his as you both talked, completely wrapped up in each other. his face was centimeters away from yours and the distance was slowly decreasing.
up until you both heard a symphony of wolf whistles coming from below. you both quickly snap out of it and look down at the field.
right at the edge of where the bleachers began were a couple of armando’s teammates. they were all laughing as they teased armando.
“¡ya armando! ¿cuándo no la vas a presentar?” (come one armando! when are you gonna introduce us to her?) one of them teased.
“cuando paren de ser unos cabrones” (when you all stop being bastards) he laughed, wrapping an arm around you.
they all waved him off as another said “¿qué no estamos aquí para practicar el fútbol y no para practicar cómo dar besos?” (aren’t we here to practice soccer and not to practice kissing?)
“no más acuérdate lo que me estas diciendo cuando traigas a tu novia” (just remember exactly what you’re saying to me right now when you bring your own girlfriend) armando points at his teammate.
his other teammates all laugh as they all turn around to go find another victim to tease.
“tus compañeros de equipo son muy divertidos” (your teammates are really funny) you manage to say, inbetween giggles.
“eso dices ahorita pero nomas espera hasta que los tengas que ver todos los días” (you say that right now but can you imagine having to see them every day?) he laughed.
“pues que bueno que el único que tengo que ver todos los dias eres tu” (well good thing the only one i have to see everyday is you) you say as you lean in closer to him.
looking down at your lips and then back at your eyes, armando leans in as well.
Your lips finally touch as armando moves his hand to rest on your waist to pull you in closer.
and again in the distance, you can hear another symphony of wolf whistles, only this time you both choose to ignore it.
summary! - you and gilberto go on a date to your local fair
requests are open!
ratings! - tooth rotting fluff
note! - i was inspired by the fact that it’s summer and i have yet to go to a fair! this is my first gilberto fic that is purely fluff (i kinda made gilberto extremely flirty in this one so sorry or youre welcome)
Going to the fair with Gilberto Mora includes:
✧ Him winning you a stuffed animal
You and Gilberto were walking around hand in hand when a stuffed bear caught your attention. You turned your head, looking at it as you walked by. Gilberto immediately noticed and smiled.
“¿Quieres uno?” (Do you want one?) he asked, smiling knowingly at you. You smiled bashfully, realizing you had been caught.
“Tal vez… pero los juegos de las ferias siempre son imposibles de ganar” (maybe… but the games at fairs are always impossible to win) you complained. Gilberto laughed, realizing you hadn’t noticed what kind of game it was.
“¿Y ya viste qué tipo de juego es?” (have you noticed what kind of game it is?) he questioned.
You frowned in confusion before looking over again. It was a soccer game where all you had to do was make a goal. You laughed in disbelief.
“Ándale, te lo gano en un solo intento” (Come on, I’ll win it for you with one try) he declared as he gently pulled you along.
After paying the employee, he was handed a soccer ball. As he placed it on the ground he glanced back at you. He blew you a kiss before taking a few steps back, preparing to score a goal.
With an effortless kick, the ball went straight into the goal. He threw up his hands in celebration while you laughed at his pose.
Once he was handed the stuffed bear he made his way over at you. He bowed dramatically as he presented the stuffed bear to you.
“Gracias, eres mi héroe,” (thank you, you’re my hero) you exclaimed, playing along with his antics.
Holding the bear, you grabbed his jaw and placed a kiss on his cheek in gratitude.
“Creo que ese beso cayó muy lejos”(I think you missed) he teases.
✧ Going on thrill seeking rides (or not)
You looked up at the ride Gilberto suggested you go on like it had placed a curse on your entire family.
Gilberto noticed your nervous expression, “No nos tenemos que subir si tú no quieres” (we don’t have to get on if you don’t want to) he uttered softly so no one nearby would overhear.
You look back at him, “¿Se me notan tanto los nervios?” (are my nerves that noticeable?) you question.
“Nomás un poquito,” (just a bit) he reassured you, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. His response goes unheard as you continue to stare at the ride.
Gilberto, taking your silence as a response, intertwines his hand with yours, and leads you to a nearby ice cream stand.
He orders your favorite flavor and his. Once you both have your ice cream, you point over to a nearby bench and he nods.
You both sit in silence as you enjoy your ice cream. After a few minutes however, you notice Gilberto staring at you. You turn towards him, eyebrows raised in question.
He has a teasing grin on his lips as he says, “¿ Y a qué sabe tu helado?” (so what does your ice cream taste like?).
“No te hagas, ya lo has probado muchas veces” (don’t act like you’ve never tasted my ice cream before), you tease back.
“Pero ya se me olvidó” (but i forgot how it tastes already) he complains, jokingly.
You roll your eyes trying not to laugh as you hold out your cone for him to take a bite. He shakes his head at you then points to your lips.
“Así que eso es lo que querías” (so thats what you wanted) you accuse.
Summary! - Gilberto Mora seeks out your comfort after the devastating match against England
requests are open!
Ratings! - Hurt/Comfort, Very minimal dialogue(might include some chopped spanish ngl), Blurb
Note! - Hello! This is my first fic! I kept up with Mexico in the world cup this year for the first time and absolutely loved it! Please enjoy! I plan on writing more soon! I also wrote this in very little time and at 2am so it might be buns be warned!
Note 2!- I decided to translate the dialogue for my non spanish speakers!
Gilberto Mora felt his chest immediately tighten as the end of the match was announced. He looked around the field from where he stood and watched as his teammates began to cry. Gilberto felt tears begin to prick at the corner of his eyes and tried to save face. But as he walked into the field to stand with his teammates, he realized it was no use. He was crying and there was no stopping the tears.
As Gilberto stood with his teammates in front of the crowd his eyes began to search the people in front of him. He was looking for those eyes of yours that would make everything feel okay again. Eventually his eyes landed on you, who stood there teary eyed, watching him, waiting for him to come to you. It was like his body was on autopilot, next thing he knew he was right infront you. You stood there holding back tears and with open arms. He immediately threw himself into you and hid his face in your neck. You felt his warm tears as he began to cry again. And you could not help but cry too. You knew how much this meant to him and how hard he had trained.
“Todo estará bien, mi amor. Estoy muy orgullosa de ti y te quiero mucho (everything is going to be okay, my love. I love you and im so proud of you),” You whispered to him softly as he continued to cry.
His hands clung to your tear soaked shirt as he nodded his head, showing that he was acknowledging your words but was too overwhelmed to respond. You softly rubbed his back and whispered sweet nothings into his ear as he continued to cry. You knew he would be okay eventually, but right now he just needed to feel you in his arms and to feel your love.
summary! - you met gilberto mora in mexico while you were visiting, but your visit is coming to an end.
requests are open!
ratings! - hurt/comfort, fluffy ending
note! - i waas listening to made in japan and felt inspired! i threw some song lyrics in the fic but idk how i feel about this fic ngl. i also dont know if people in mexico listen to buck owens but oh well.
you and gilberto mora lay down on your backs on an abandoned futbol field. you held hands as you watched the stars together. it was quiet between you two, the only noise was from your breathing.
you broke the silence with a sentence that would change this moment forever. “mis papás me dijeron que en una semana nos tenemos que regresar a los estados unidos (my parents told me that we’re returning to the u.s. in a week)” you confess quietly as you turn your head to look at gilberto. he sighs and turns his head to look at you. your faces are centimeters apart, but you’ve truly never felt further away from him than at this moment.
his eyes flicker across your face before he speaks, “entonces hay que disfrutar el tiempo que nos queda juntos (so then let's enjoy the time we have left together)” he says with a sad smile on his face.
you had spent the whole summer with him in mexico but it was coming to an end. you came to mexico to visit your grandparents but met gilberto in a twist of fate. you both fell hard and fast for each other.
“no me quiero ir (i don’t want to leave)” you whisper, afraid that if you talk any louder your voice will break. By this point, tears were streaming down your face.
gilberto leaned in and kissed a tear running down your cheek. “no hay otra opción. pero te juro que este verano no será el último que pasemos juntos (there isn’t another option. but i swear this summer is not the only one we will ever spend together)” he assures you as he lifts his left hand with his pinky up. you let out a small laugh and intertwine your pinky with his.
he holds your hand once again as he moves to stand up, and pulls you up with him. “¿a dónde vamos? (where are we going?)” you question.
“es una sorpresa (it’s a surprise),” he says smiling at you. you giggle as you let him pull you along to the exit, not once letting go of your hand.
after about a ten minute walk you arrive at a hill in the middle of a park. you can see the whole city from where you stand. you’re breathless, both from the view and the walk up. in the distance you can faintly hear a song playing.
♪♫♪ “that’s when i fell deep in love with the girl, made in japan” ♪♫♪
gilberto looks at you with a smile on his face and pulls you in to dance. his hands are on your waist and yours are around his shoulders. you both begin to sway to the music as you gaze into each other's eyes.
although you may only have a week left together, you know that this is not the end. at that moment you had never been more grateful to have met this beautiful boy, made in mexico.
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⏾ about me! : ✧ latina/mexican ✧ 2008 baby!! ✧ psychology major ✧ i love reading ✧ I love listening to music!! ✧i’m hobbymaxing this summer
⏾ Note! : I decided to start writing fics bc im currently on summer break right before i start college and im bored out of my mind! for my futbol fics im writing the dialogue in spanish but im also translating it in english :p
⏾ Rules! :
✧I don’t write explicit content at the moment ✧my blog is a safe space ✧no ai
⏾ Fandoms! : (incomplete list)
✧futbol ✧jjk ✧tlou ✧marvel ✧pjo ✧hunger games ✧hannibal ✧just ask theres a chance i might be a part of your fandom too!!!
