valentine

To everyone reading this, I just wanted to say...
          Whoever you are, wherever you are, no matter your religion, gender, race or sexuality, your background, family, friends or beliefs, you are loved. You are special. You are a gift to this world. And I know sometimes it may not seem like it. Maybe you're having a bad day or a bad week, but trust me, things will get better. There are people out there who care about you more than you know. 
          Because you matter.
          Lots of love, 
          Camila 

hey hun, I just wanted to say I love your whole account <3

AYO PLEASE IM BEGGING. 
          
             someone HELP ME. MY WRITERS BLOCK IS SO BAD. 

FANFIC TACENDA INFORMATION HERE ; 
          
             i don’t even remember what i was going to do with it. i planned to have 50 or so chapters but i don’t think i’ll make it there. i don’t want to discontinue it because that’s a dick move…
          
             what do you guys want ?   i’ll probably write 10-15 more chapters. they won’t be as good as they used to. 

haha. i don’t know if i want to go through 2k notifications , but i’ll try. thank you so much. 
          
             i don’t know if i’ll go back to regularly posting. i’m taking a university course next year and i honestly just want a bit of a break from everything in general. 
          
             no promises on posts , but i’ll try my very best. 

might go inactive on this account until the end of june. sorry. 

daily dose of carlos ; 
          sorry i was missing these. i’m really busy. sadly i may not be able to be back to my usual activity until the end of june. 
          warnings : swearing. 
          
          Carlos’s fingers brushed against the smooth glass, touching his reflection's face and taking in its features. 
          
             Why couldn’t he just love like a normal person? Why couldn’t he give you what you deserved? Why couldn’t he give you the love that you gave him? What was wrong with him? 
          
             This would save him the heartbreak in the future, but what about you? He glanced past his reflection and looked at you through the mirror. You sat behind him on one of his couches, reading his favourite book. 
          
             “Are you tired of me, yet?” He spoke his mind, watching as your head shot up to meet his eyes in the reflection. 
          
             “What do you mean?” You slowly closed the book, placing it to the side and walking to his side. Your arms slithered around his waist, humming gently into his ear. “I’ll never be tired of you.” 
          
             Carlos looked at himself in the mirror once again, tears welling up in his eyes. “..I’m a f^cking train wreck.” 
          
          [CHECK FOR THE SECOND PART IN THE REPLIES]

when ‘tacenda’ autocorrects to ‘face da’, wtf. anyways. horny bitches want smut. 
          
          please specify the following :
          body type (amab or afab) 
          pronouns. 
          position. 
          kinks. 
          theme. 
          
          example: 
          afab reader , she/her pronouns , top!dom!carlos , sub!bottom!Y/n. 
          
          degrading , praise , name calling , choking , hair pulling , scratching. 
          
          romantic , slow to intense , sweet aftercare. 
          
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          another example : 
          afab reader , they/them pronouns , top!dom!Y/n , sub!bottom!carlos. 
          
          degrading , humiliation , praise , name calling. 
          
          intense to slow. 

YES YOU FUCKING DID IT! 
          YOU GOT 300!!! 
          
          [HAPPY BEST FRIEND NOISES]

CONGRATULATIONS!!!!