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bad bunny fanfic tag is dry asl what happened guysπππ
Ive been watching saw and now i have a really bad obsession with Peter Strahm
i need that cookie so fucking bad
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This might be a skill issue on my part but why does almost every celebrity crush or fictional character I like NEVER have any fanfics written for them

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omg donβt praise meee πππ like seriously donβt say iβm doing a good jobbbb ππππππππππππππ and donβt mention how im a good girlπππππitβs soooo annoyingggg πππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππ especially chokingggghhπππππππππππππππππππππ
hai guys i know ive been gone but im rewatching star wars and have rediscovered my crush on han solo
Bad Bunny (Benito) x Music Teacher!Reader
pairing. bad bunny (benito) x music teacher!reader
wc. 1.2k | My Masterlist
notes. Asked by the lovely @oceantides-and-daffodils! Turns out weβre both music teachers and Iβm so in love with that π hope you like it as always and let me know what you think!!
tags. bad bunny x gn!reader, Headcannons, mostly all fluff :)
πΆBeing swept up in dating a global superstar was not on your list of things you thought would happen as an educator.
πΆThe way you two got together was slightly convoluted: a family friend of yours knew a friend that wanted their other friendβs daughter to take private piano lessons with you.
πΆPrivate piano lessons were only something you did on the side for a very select number of people, as during your day to day, you were the Orchestra Director for a high school in Rincon.
πΆThe studentβs parents had been very precise about scheduling, confusing you somewhat. But after a lot of back and forth, you finally got time and a consistent schedule for her and a first day for her to come into your house for lessons.
πΆThe first couple of lessons went by swimmingly. She was a bit younger than what you normally taught, but you loved the younger musicians and the joy in their faces when they got something they didnβt think they could do.
πΆAfter a month or so, however, a new person that wasnβt her parents dropped her off at your door. When you answered, a very handsome man with a large coat and sunglasses held the little girlβs hand on your porch, all while she shouted, βΒ‘TΓo Benito estΓ‘ aquΓ hoy!β
πΆThe speed at which your eyes turned into hearts was something to be studied. To say you were immediately enraptured was the understatement of the year.
πΆAnd Benito was just as smitten.
πΆThe two of you bonded very quickly over your love for music. Even after the lesson, he asked if he could stay at your house for a while; the two of you chatting about favorite music genres and things to teach and learn while his niece played with the collection of instruments in your living room.
πΆAlthough nothing came of that first lesson, the two of you were now on each otherβs radars, and when he could come over, he would stay for a long time, simply chatting to you about anything and everything.
πΆWhen he and his niece would leave, he would exchange some flirtatious pleasantries with you before he would disappear for a few weeks at a time.
πΆFunnily enough, you actually had no idea who he was at first. The kids at your high school had played his music every once in a while, but youβd had to shut it down (regardless of how much you actually enjoyed the song) for the explicit lyrics.
πΆThe voice sounded familiar, but always being late to pop-culture, you hadnβt delved far enough in to look up who he was.
πΆIt wasnβt until one of the girls in your class was watching a music video on her before your class, proudly singing the lyrics. With a roll to your eyes, youβd gone to shut it down as usual, but froze when you saw who was on her screen.
πΆThat was the only day your class was allowed to show you Bad Bunny songs.
πΆStill, not wanting to look eager for the global star, you let him take the reins. It took a while of flirting and cautious talking before he finally asked you out on a date, but the wait was worth it.
πΆAs a couple, you and Benito had tried to keep it a secret from the public for as long as you could. He didnβt feel safe with the crazy public knowing your school or where his niece took lessons, so most dates were at either of your apartments, or in private rented out places.
πΆIt wasnβt always the easiest with your crazy schedules, but the two of you always made time for each other when you could.
πΆThe students had keen eyes though.
πΆWith a few blurry paparazzi photos, some of your students immediately recognized you by your hair and silhouette and even the clothes you wore.
πΆSome of them started to interrogate you about your personal life, asking if those photos were real.
πΆEach time, you tried to deflect, but you were a pretty terrible liar, especially when it came to your students.
πΆWhen it came out, it was kind of a big deal in the Orchestra hall. You were fairly certain your students had been yelling and screaming at you for weeks, asking you tons of questions about dating and being close to the Bad Bunny.
πΆAlthough you still didnβt fully answer their questions, it was a bit relieving that they knew.
πΆThe first time he came to one of your concerts, you told him to hide himself until after or the kids would never settle. He sat in the back corner of your auditorium along with his niece, smiling wide at the program you put together.
πΆWhen it was over and everyone had dispersed to congratulate their loved ones, he approached the stage with a large bouquet of flowers and a wide smile, hoping up with his niece to give you a kiss on the cheek.
πΆIn trickles, gasps started. Almost in droves, chattering from the students started and eventually so did the screaming. What once had been an orderly concert had now turned into a meet and greet of sorts and the students started coming back up to the stage to meet Benito.
πΆTalking over each other, they asked him all sorts of questions, ranging from how he liked the concert, to how he liked you, to if he would chaperone the spring trip (which he was still deciding on). Some of the kids were even offering him their own flowers.
πΆYou were just lucky they were respectful of his young niece.
πΆAfter that, the kids pestered you non-stop. Once, when something wasnβt sounding right on your account through the orchestra, youβd heard one of the sophomore cello players whisper, βBenito no le gustarΓa esto.β
πΆOn nights when the kids were too much, Benito would remind you that they were just that: kids. He would tell you with soft words and chaste kisses that you were doing good by them, and you shouldnβt let their pestering get you down. Most of them loved you and wanted to feel like you were a part of their lives too.
πΆEventually they even beat you down enough to play an orchestral version of βDebΓ tirar mΓ‘s fotosβ for their Spring Recital. To avoid any copyright, you asked the man himself to help you arrange it, which he happily did.
πΆAs it was played at the concert, there wasnβt a dry eye in the room.
πΆEspecially Benitoβs eyes, as he was seeing you - one of his favorite people in the world - conduct a group of young musicians playing a song he held so dearly to his heart.
πΆIt hit the both of you that night that you could really change the world with music, and you could do it together.
end a.n. Two in one day yaaaaay! Loooooved this one as it was soooo close to my heart!! Love me some music and I love me some music teachers! Hope you love it!!!
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hai guys im thinking about working on a series of some sorts but have no ideas so if anyone has some good ideas..ππ
i am also working on requests i promise
α²πΌ Pay Attention - Bad Bunny
warnings: oral (m receiving), hair pulling, edging
a/n: hi everynyan i haven't been locked in on writing fics forgive meπ
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One of the perks of living with Benito was that he had his own studio at home. This meant that you could watch him work and you wouldn't have to be apart from each other for so long. It also meant that his focus wasn't on you a lot of the time during the day because of work.
You were in the studio with him sitting on the couch, ranting about how your day went. "It was so annoying! I don't understand how- Are you even paying attention?" Your arms crossed.
He turned in his chair, stopping what he was doing on his mixing board. "Mala mia, say again? I wasn't paying attention." His eyes tracked back towards his computer screen.
"Thats the problem. You never pay attention." You groaned and sprawled onto the couch. "Can you stop for 5 minutes and talk to me?" You pouted. He didn't say anything.
A frustrated sigh came from you. You got up from the couch and stood in front him. His eyes met yours again, he raised his eyebrow. "What?"
"I just want you to pay attention to me. You told me you wouldn't tune me out this time, but you are." Your arms crossed, his head went back.
"Im sorry. No offense but.. the story you were telling me wasn't that exciting. Maybe if it was actually entertaining then I would be paying attention. Im not interested in the gossip. Cant this wait for later?" His attention went back to his computer.
Wait for later? You stood there dumbfounded. Fine. You would entertain him.
You got down on your knees in front of him, tugging down his shorts. He looked down at you in surprise, "What are you doing?"
"Entertaining you."
His shorts went down with his boxer briefs, his cock springing out gently. Your hand wrapped around his length, pumping it torturously slow.
Benito didn't say anything. He squirmed in silence, gripping the end of the chair hard enough to make his knuckles white.
Your slow pace continued, never faltered or quickened. You pressed soft kisses to his tattooed thighs, teasing him while your lips trailed to his blushing tip.
Your tongue swirled over his tip. his hands moved from the seat of the chair to your hair, finding anything to purchase his hands to.
Small noises of pleasure came out from Benito while you bobbed your head up and down. You kept your torturous slow pace, only this time it wasn't with your hand but rather your mouth.
His grip tightened on your hair, hips bucking up in arousal. You knew he was close. The way his grip tightened on your hair, his hips bucking, the way he was groaning frequently.
You didn't want to give him the satisfaction of an orgasm. Not after he had been ignoring what you've had to say this past 30 minutes or these past couple of days.
So you pulled away. You pulled off of him when he was reaching his breaking point. He didn't Benitos head shot up, eyebrows furrowed with a pout on his lips, "Why did you stop?"
"Im not interested in this anymore. We can continue this later." You got back up off your knees, using his thigh as leverage. You gave him one last smirk before walking away. He look dumbfounded.
Benitos head went back once again. Later? Really?
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Hi guys ik i havent posted in uhh years but i got unmotivated but trust ill be writing now
Can you write Benito angst where they break up? Preferably cause of his lifestyle and he cheats so she decides to confront him about it
I didn't see you before
Thanks for the request:) I plan on making a part 2 for it depending if a good amount of people read it
α²πΌ I didn't see you before - Bad Bunny
warnings: angst, arguing, break up, guilt, crying
a/n: i plan to make a part 2 of this also I listened to lover you should've come over by Jeff Buckley on repeat while writing this, it added to the effect
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The lying, the ignoring, the infidelity is eating you alive. You cant bear seeing another post or story of him with another woman. Him and another woman laughing, him and another woman hugging, him in another woman kissing.
You knew what to expect when dating him. You knew that he had touchy fans and that he plays into it. You just never expected it to go farther than those interactions.
The house was deathly quiet as you waited on the couch for him to come home from wherever he was. Your heart was pounding, how do you start this conversation? Is he even going to come home? What if-
The front door opened and shut closed. You held your breath, dread overcoming you. You don't want to confront him about it, but you have to. "Beni?"
You stood up and turned to the hallway. The two of you stared at each other in silence. He felt something was off, he knew what was going on.
"Can we talk?" You broke the silence. His expression was unreadable. He took a few small steps forward, trying to bridge the distance between you without being invasive.
"Talk? Talk about what?" His voice was quiet too. The two of you looked to afraid to say the wrong thing, too afraid to mess something up and throw it out of proportion.
"Talk about us. You know what I'm talking about. Im not dumb Benito." Your throat started to clench, your eyes starting to burn, your fingers pinching the fabric of your pants in an attempt to ground yourself.
"Im tired of this. Im tired of pretending like there isn't something going on. I just don't understand. Am I doing something wrong? Am I not giving you enough?" A few hot tears rolled down your face. You could see the guilt in Benito's face. He knew he screwed up.
"CariΓ±o, I'm sorry. They don't mean anything. They don't compare to you." The closed the gap between you. He tried grabbing your hand but you stepped away from him.
"You're always sorry. Its an excuse at this point. I cant keep letting this slide as if it isn't a big deal. I have self respect, Im not going to allow myself to be with you after what you did." You felt your throat getting tighter, it was getting harder to talk but there wasn't any backing out of this conversation. You were over it.
Benito kept trying to redeem himself, "Cmon, I'm serious this time. Lo siento-"
"Theres no apologizing. Im done. Im done with you, I'm done with us. It's obvious you are too." You watched his expression change from guilt to panic.
"Done? No puedes estar hablando en serio. Just give me another chance, I told you Im sorry! I really mean it, I really do!" The pleading tone in his voice made you uneasy. It made you feel bad for him, but unfortunately for him not bad enough to forgive him this easily.
"Are you kidding me right now?" You scoffed, "Sorry isn't fixing this. You humiliated me. You have to let me let you go. If I don't go then I'll stay, and if I stay then I'll never leave. I already told you I cant deal with this."
The tears still poured down your face, his face was also tear stained. It made your heart churn harder. He knew that you wouldn't change your mind, yet he still held on.
"I cant deal with screaming at the top of my lungs for anyone- for you to understand that I want to feel loved to! I deserve more than just some hurried love." You sobbed. Everything around you became a blur. You were quick to leave the house.
Benito stood there resigned. He knew he screwed up, he knew this was his fault. You had left him. The house was quiet, he collapsed onto the couch with his head in his hands.
He sat there for hours, quietly crying his heart out, until his face hurt and he couldn't breathe.
18+ sexting with benito.
tags: benito antonio x reader, fem!reader, sexting, nsfw, benito being a mouthful dirty talker and we love it. this is a valentine treat for my followers! a pretty short one too because i made this quick. tell me if you want more of sexting because i love making this β¦
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α²πΌ Valentines Day - Bad Bunny Headcannons
warnings: relationship, kissing, physical touch, oral (f receiving), mentions of sex
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β‘βΈβΈ Benito always looks forward to spending Valentines Day together, its one of those days that he gets excited about. He plans things weeks ahead of time to make sure that it will be memorable for the two of you. In his mind, Valentines Day was about you and your pleasure.
β‘βΈβΈ He makes today as romantic as possible. He gets you flowers, makes you breakfast in bed, takes you out to the store, to a restaurant (not that he doesn't already to these things). Every reaction he gets out of you boosts his confidence. This is what he wants. He wants for you to feel good about today.
β‘βΈβΈ The restaurant he reserved was fairly quiet which meant no fans or paparazzi interfering with the two of you which is a reliever. It's hard for you two to go out without cameras being in you guys' face.
β‘βΈβΈ You feel guilty for not planning something for today but he reassures you. He tells you not to worry about anything, he emphasizes how today is about you. He wants you to relax for today.
β‘βΈβΈ Once you guys get back home he wastes no time getting you in the bedroom. He's painfully slow, teasing you. He lies you down on the bed and admires you for what feels like hours. You're impatient.
β‘βΈβΈ He's an eater. He spent at least an hour with his face between your legs, drawing out every orgasm out of you. He constantly praises you after every lick. He pulls you closer every time you squirm away, your helplessness makes him go crazy.
β‘βΈβΈ He tries to be more gentle. His kisses are softer. His grip on you isn't too tight. He sets a good pace, not too slow, not too fast. Perfect for the both of you. His hand rests on your stomach, feeling himself after every thrust.
β‘βΈβΈ He's great at aftercare. He showers you in kisses all while cleaning the mess on the two of you. The two of you end up cuddling, still sweaty, still naked. He whispers sweet nothings into your ear, it soothes you. "Happy Valentines Day mami."
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