Carmen: My Ass May Say I’m Fake, But My Boobs Say I’m Real.

🧸 Reblog if your muse has children

Carmen: *talking about her kids/colonies*

Carmen: I love all my kids equally!

Also Carmen: *can’t remember any of their names except South Italy/Romano, the Philippines, the Netherlands, & Mexico*

Remember when we were actually nice to each other?

@portugals-blog

Congrats, hermano. 39 whole points? So proud of you

different ways to say ‘i love you’. 

‘i’ll make you something, yeah? your favorite dish, just for you.’

‘let’s get you back to bed.’

‘shh, it was just a nightmare.’

‘you like this, don’t you? i remember you saying that.’

‘i drew up a bath for you.’

‘you need rest.’

‘you ought to be asleep.’

‘i bought two.’

‘here. you can have the rest.’

‘i thought of you when i saw this.’

‘i like your smile.’

‘you have a cute laugh.’

‘stay there. i’m coming there to get you.’

‘it’s okay, i’m here, we’re okay.’

‘be careful.’

‘look both ways.’

‘you mean so much to me.’

‘i can’t lose you.’

‘i thought i might have lost you.’

‘how to you feel about the nickname, (insert nickname)?’

‘it looks good on you.’

‘i’ll make you soup.’

‘ah-ah-ah. you’re sick. you need to stay in bed.’

‘are you okay in there?’

‘that’s it, that’s it. get it all out. shh.’

‘it’s a remedy i knew. helps with your throat.’

‘it’s a lullaby. would you like me to sing it to you? would that help you fall asleep?’

‘i’m worried about you.’

‘what do you want to watch?’

‘where would you like to go for dinner?’

‘close your eyes and hold out your hands.’

‘we’ll figure it out.’

‘oh, it’s not big deal. you’re fine.’

‘i brought you some medicine for your cold.’

‘you’re important to me.’

‘this is your favorite song, right?’

‘you’re like a son/daughter to me.’

‘good luck!’

‘you’re like a mom/dad to me.’

‘don’t say that about yourself.’

‘want to come with?’

“wow! you look really nice.’

‘goodnight, (insert term of affection).’

‘it’s okay. i couldn’t sleep anyway.’

‘you can have half.’

‘come here. let me fix it.’

‘your tie is crooked.’

‘c’mere. shh, it’s okay.’

‘i’m not going to hurt you.’

‘can i touch you?’

‘can i kiss you?’

‘can i hug you?’

‘promise.’

‘would i ever lie to you?’

‘i think you’re very beautiful/handsome.’

‘hey, good-looking.’

‘of course i care. you’re my family.’

‘one more chapter.’

‘i love you.’

Carmen: I don’t think you want to kiss someone who’s been throwing up for the past couple of minutes, let alone fuck them.

Luciano: You said that yesterday too, and just this morning you were complaining about your thighs and ass hurting.

Carmen: ...

Luciano: I’m right, aren’t I?

Carmen: Fuck you.

Luciano: No, no, bella. It is I who will be fucking you.

I’m back!

And I’m going to try this again. But what do you guys want to see? More RPs or fics?

Send 💬 and my muse will say what they really think about yours.

No holding back!

Teruel - Spain (by Fernando García) 

“Not if you think you have a few tucked away in your basement.” Carmen cracked her knuckles before rolling up the sleeves of hed jacket. “If he is home, one of us will just distract him. If need be, even tie him up and shove him into the closet.”

@resolduende

“I don’t think I have a bow or arrow. I’ve never had to use that weapon… Oh!” She snapped her fingers. “We could try a spear! I think I still have one of those! You can use your strong arms to throw it up and see what happens!”

“Hm, I don’t think that works the same. I’m not good at throwing spears… Sadly.” Where could they get a bow and arrow? “We could snoop around my brother’s weaponry hah.” No don’t. 

Senorita ugly, you didn’t like that nick name?

hermano. if you’re going to insult me, say the whole insult in either Spanish, Portuguese, or English. or don’t insult me at all.