#Voi am Limit

[wearily-confused]

fuck FUCK fuCkkKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!

#vent ahead #spent so much time picking specific pics from near about 600 photos (all of which i clicked) and was down to the last 50 #guess fuckin what #after all that time #i went to delete them from the backup version #and voi-fuckin-la! #the originals disappeared too #AAAHHHGHGGHFF #thankfully i had already forwarded them to my cousin (the whole stack #not the selected ones unthankfully) #so i went and screenshotted a few #then #fuxkin THEN #i realised that its letting me forward/download tge pics i don't have (which whatsapp doesn't normally do smth not on internal storage smth) #(and yes it was whatsapp and yes u had to painfully select and send 600 pics in itty bitty batches) #(atleast they went from 30 to 100) #(cuz otherwise my fingers. and patience. would nOT) #(some pics did repeat bcz whatsapp sucks and messed the order) #bUT #now i forwarded all 600ish pics to another phn #and am debating btw letting my sister pick the pics (lol sry not sry) or doing it myself #again #which pain #P A I N #but also specifics #argh #its now officially a ✨later✨ prblm #as if i wasn't tired enough honestly #tag limit reached </3 #eph

[quaintii]

The Prey and the Predator

a/n: first time writing smut, so I am new here! I'll try my best 🪱

Wrd Cnt: I dunno ^-^

Warnings: breeding kink, aftercare, oral, spanking, choking, little bdsm, dom!Miguel, sub!reader, fang kink, size kink, stomach bulge, blood-play, hair pulling, suffocation?, p with plot? prob more. MDNI !

Summary: Miguel has been trying to catch you after you have been messing up with the timeline. You're an obnoxious villain most say. You have quite a hunch on Miguel and you love playing around with him, he caught your eye so attentively and you love seeing him angry. Miguel has had enough with this stubbornness of yours and wants to catch you once and for all to stop messing up his plans.

enjoy <3

This was the 5th time today you've messed with him. Miguel was seriously starting to get fed up with your games. He tried to catch you multiple times but you have an invisibility power. You love treating him like a dog on a leash, always coming towards you. You have messed with many other people before but it hasn't been as much as fun as this, you love seeing him angry. Sometimes you stalk him to see what his plans are. You are always near him, just invisible. Since he lacks Spidey sense it makes things much more easier. But he's very attentive with sound because he has enhanced senses.

"I'm so fucking done with her fucking games and bullshit. She's so fucking annoying. Ya es la quinta vez que ha hecho esto." Miguel said while heavily sighing with irritation. "Si lo vuelve acer.. la voy acer que se arrepienta."

You giggled as you kept rewinding the face that Miguel would do whenever he was pissed. You find him quite interesting that you want to prey on him more and see how far his tolerance limit can go. You quit trying to deny your attraction to him cause god his physique drives you insane. Your body is desperately wanting for his grasp on your throat.

As the next day passes, you decide to continue your daily annoyance in messing up his plans to remove every anomaly in the wrong universe. You follow him around about everywhere when you have nothing better to do. You cause him ton of stress by causing ruckus in many different universes. Thing is, he's starting to catch onto your patterns. Which will soon lead him to finally grab a hold on you.

You fortunately make a 'small' ruckus by causing another anomaly to escape from the HQ. Miguel and other spiders are working on a mission to catch this villain while you stand back watching it like a movie. He already knows it was you because your patterns are always consistent. You rest so carelessly, not worrying about a single thing. Your eyes intoxicatingly staring deep into Miguel. You're basically craving him to the point you touch yourself at the thought of him.

It's midnight by now and you're crouching down on the floor in a abandoned broken down building in a random universe. You just couldn't get the thought of him wandering his hands around your body. Touching every crevice of it. You couldn't hold back anymore and touched your core. Rubbing it with your palms slowly but with a rhythmic pace, you start heavily panting out of frustration as it's not enough for your satisfaction of immense pleasure you desire.

You desperately want more so you remove your pants and pull your red undergarments to the side. Using your slick wetness as lube to rub your clit in slow circles. You roll your head back and you whimper lightly.

You stick your fingers inside your cunt, feeling some relief of pleasure but not enough. You start chasing your high as your mind starts to drift to Miguel pounding you so unrelentingly with no mercy. You start moaning his name as a prayer between gasps. Your stomach starts to feel a tight snap and ecstacy washes over your body. You pant stiffly and rub off your cum on your suit.

"God, I seriously cannot believe I'm doing this...this is so fucking embarrassing for me." You say with an expression of disappointment.

You go a couple of days without messing with Miguel because you just can't seem to control yourself whenever he's near you, even when he doesn't know you're there. So you decide to pay him a visit at the HQ and see what thing you should do today. You're unusually nervous this time, wondering if you'll mess anything up. You feel so incredibly queasy around him now.

As you find a portal, you sneak your way in with your invisibility power. You see Miguel watching and scrolling thru some screens and you just can't stop glaring at him sitting on his desk. You had a sudden urge to just climb on top of him and straddle him with your hips. You started having lewd thoughts and you started having a pool of arousal grow the more you stood there.

Little did you know, Miguel could sniff your wetness. He knew it was you because he remembers your scent. As he scrolls through the perspective cams, he finally shuts them down. He pretends he's not aware you're in the same room with him, in his office. Alone together.

"Didn't figure I'd finally catch you." Miguel said with a sly smirk. "You are such a fucking intolerance that I can't stand, I mean you mess with my missions half of the time..god you're such an annoyance! You know that right?" He said while walking closer towards you.

Until out of nowhere, he immediately uses his red lasso and webs to pin you onto a wall. You audibly gasp because you find this completely unexpected. You quickly start thinking what caused him to find what place you were at. How did he know you were there? This was unusual because other times you were around him, he didn't do anything. But your arousal just began to grow even wetter.

"H-how did you know I was here?!?" You said with worry. "I promise I was just playing around, I didn't mean anything horrible. I p-promise, please don't hurt me!" You beg. You try getting out of his grasp but your hands are winded behind your back. You hate to admit it but you're getting even more turned on by this.

"Ay cariño... podía oler tu excitación..Hueles tan bien..como dulce..por fin te tengo en la palma de mis manos amor.." He says while chuckling lowly.

You were struggling to get out his web, your eyes still on his, watching him creep closer to you second by second. Your heart starts racing so fast when he's above you. Miguel is so much more taller than you. You only understood a bit of Spanish but god did you adore his accent.

"Stay still f'me, mi vida. Vuevles aver me? Ya sé que te encantó haciendo estos juegos, muñeca. Queda quieta..stay still.." Miguel says with a tone of lustfulness.

"Please Miguel, I really meant no harm..please let me go. " You keep babbling incoherent words because the only thing you can focus on is his collarbone, his amazing physique. His biceps flex with every move, god how badly you want him to choke you with his hands. His prominent veins also catch your eyes. You observe every aspect of him especially what's between his thighs.

You hold back a stifled moan just from staring at him. Your mind starts racing with so many ways this could possibly go.

"You shouldn't have messed with me, amor. You should always keep in mind how your actions always come with consequences, right cariño? Y'know.. you really caused me a lot of stress these past few days. It's not so easy catching a dangerous anomaly almost everyday, muneca." He said while his muscles begin to tense. He absolutely loved the way he caged over your small body. He could just eat you right then and there.

"Mejor un sabor de tu coño me hace sentir mejor, bebé." His tone dripping with amusement.

"M-miguel.. I don't think you're thinking straight. Okay! I'm sorry about what I've done, I won't do it ever again!"

"Oh I promise you won't do it ever again. I should teach you a lesson. Will you be a good girl for me?"

You try your best to not give into your deep pleasures, so you continue to put up your arrogant side. "Miguel, you wouldn't dare to touch me because you don't know what horrible things I would do this place! I will ruin you!" You yell with fake confidence.

Miguel chuckles darkly. "Not if I ruin you first cariño. Look how cute you look squirming. I think I would love to keep you around as a stress relief toy, què no? I think you and I would both enjoy that." Miguel finally stands infront of you and crouches to your height.

"mmm, smell so good.. let me fill you up, amor. I could smell you miles away..you're so wet for me. You know you want this."

You try denying it as much as you could, you couldn't believe what Miguel was even uttering. Your brain starts fogging up and you finally give up.

"I-i do Miguel. I crave you. I can't hold myself anymore whenever I see you, I want your cock inside me please Miguel." You beg.

"Such a needy little slut aren't you? You want this cock so bad..don't you?" You nod slowly, biting your lower lip. Miguel finally released you from his webs and you immediately flop to the ground on your hands and knees. You look at him through your lashes.

"You look so pretty on your knees for me, cariño. I should do something with that pretty mouth of yours, que no? " He said with a sneer spreading across his face.

"Please Miguel do anything to me.." You say with a whimper in your voice. You're starting to get impatient and your cunt is now soaking wet, longing for something long and girthy inside of you. Your lips hang open. You stare at his crotch and approach your hands to his bulge. God, he was huge.

He slaps your hands away from approaching him. "Who said you could do that, amor? I'm the one who controls around here. You'll do anything I'll say like a good girl right?" Miguel said while huffing, your position on your knees has him holding every restraint he has left in him. "Si Miguel." You say.

He presses his index finger on your chin, lifting it up to face him. "Remember no teasing cariño, only I do that. Do that and you'll get a punishment." Miguel removed his suit and his physique was even more amazingly sculpted. His boxers were then brought to his knees and his cock sprung free. The brown tip leaking with pre-cum. It's begging to be sucked.

You part your lips open and hold onto his length, both of your hands don't even cover him. You lick his pre-cum from the tip like a kitten. You do circles with your tongue on his tip, making him more sensitive.

Miguel's mind starts fogging up with what many things he wants to do to that pretty little pussy of yours and make you his slut.

You then try taking his length in your warm, silky mouth, his cock twitching, begging for more warmth. As you take half of him in your throat, you bob your head up and down in a rhythmic pace. You stroke the rest of him that doesn't fit inside your mouth. You start moaning and panting when you take him, you try going even deeper. Your throat starts choking.

You then look up at Miguel. He has the most lustful expression you've ever seen. His eyebrows are furrowed together, he's biting his lips. Staring deep into your soul with his crimson eyes.

"Ay muñeca, me haces.. fuck.. sentir mejor.." He said while looking down at your small figure taking his length slowly. Miguel was tired with teasing and was barely holding by a thread from throat fucking your throat.

You release your lips around him to breathe. A string of pre-cum from your lips and his cock made him finally lose it. Miguel couldn't hold himself back anymore. All of his morals go out the window as he violently bucks his hips against your throat. Mounts of tears start to stream down your face as his cock runs so deep and warm down your throat. It hurts as first but it then drives you insane.

The sound of sucking and popping echoes through the room. He's so close, you can feel it. You look up at him, battering your wet lashes at him. Taking him like a good girl, you thought.

His head rolls back and his jaw tightens as he's reaching his limit. Your throat wrapping around his cock made him twitch uncontrollably. Your soft tongue swirling around him also aroused him. Miguel was holding onto the wall to stay still because your throat feels so amazing. He starts wondering how euphoric your pussy must feel.

He then loudly groans and curses in Spanish under his breath as he thrusts one more time down your throat to spread his seed. His cum tastes salty then sweet. It's a treat for you. You drink all of his cum, swirling your tongue around his cock, making sure you take every last droplet.

"Mierda..eres magnífica, ma." He says while heavily panting. "Your throat fits my cock perfectly." Miguel looks at you up and down hungrily. He then grabs your arm and places you on top of his desk. He throws everything on the floor. You're his only focus now.

You're cunt is throbbing for something, it feels so empty. You haven't been able to satisfy yourself so you run your hands to rub your clothed clit but Miguel slaps your ass before you do.

"Only I can do that, mi vida. You can't touch yourself without my permission. Ahora.. quítate la ropa." He said with heavy impatience. The idea aroused you.

You do so, you slowly tease him as you remove your suit. Going from top to bottom. Removing every clothing off your body. Miguel hungrily follows your curves. He eyes you so lustfully. You're now fully naked in front of him. He can't stop staring at your pussy. Miguel's gaze is almost unreadable.

Suddenly, he grabs your throat, almost choking you. You try talking but you just give up because you enjoy this too much to even talk back. "What did I say about teasing me cariño? I thought you were going to be a good slut for me.. y'know I don't wanna play games with you anymore."

You moan as his grip remains on your stronger and your body hitched as the cold air washes over you. Your nipples are perked up, begging for some attention. "Now let me touch you, princessa." Miguel kneels down and whispers "puta madre, eres una maravilla.." at your cunt. His warm breath makes you twitch. You can't hold back anymore and want some sort of touch. His fingers separate your lips to see your glistening cunt. His dark, crimson eyes bore into yours as he pushed two fingers up your pretty cunt.

"You're so wet... are you that needy for my cock, princessa?" He said while smirking devilsly. Your back immediately arched back when he licked your slick wetness. He licked and sucked softly on your clit. He swirls his tongue around your clit in circles, driving you insane. You desperately want more so you buck your hips against his face and grab onto his hair. Miguel slaps your pussy again. "What did I tell you, princessa, be a good slut for daddy." "No one else will ever suck your pretty pussy this good like me, ma, nobody." You let out a loud moan as he slides in his girthy, scarred fingers inside your plushy, soft walls.

" M-miguel.." a soft whimper fell from your lips as you pull his hair between your thighs. He can't wait to stuff his big cock inside your soft, warm pussy. He wants you to beg for him, ache for him, moan his name like a prayer continuously. He goes a steady pace, sliding his fingers in and out while licking your clit. You feel so amazing, you roll your head and your eyes to the back of your skull as you feel your dirty desires finally being fulfilled. Miguel bit the inside of your thighs with his fangs, marking you his and his only.

His cock twitched at the feeling of your soft, silky walls around his fingers, tightening around him. "Look at your cunt.. fuck cariño, tightening around me like a needy bitch. Hm? Tell me how bad you want my cock, ma. Beg for it."

"P-please Miguel, I want your fucking cock inside of my cunt, make me your slut. Fuck me already please." You say while you mewl and whine as his fingers starts sliding in faster than before, you feel something familiar in your lower abdomen. You feel something coming up and you finally snap. You moan loud throughout your orgasm, your legs start twitching uncontrollably as you tighten your thighs around Miguel's head. "M-miguel please stop!" You whine. You started to feel so overstimulated when Miguel sucks your clit, attentively watching your expressions. You try pushing him off but your strength doesn't budge. You start slightly tearing up as you feel you'll completely crumble to pieces and pass out. Miguel finally stops.

"Todavía quieres que juega con tu coño, ma? Sabes tan rica. Cómo dulce caramelo. Eres mia." He said gruffly. "Look at me, mama." You face your eyes at his, begging him to fuck you without mercy just with your eyes. His cock is twitching and he couldn't hold back no more. "Use your words, ma.. do you want my cock?" He grins. He teased you with his cock as he runs it up and down your slick cunt. "Yes Miguel, ple-", you were cut off as he immediately thrusted into your pussy without warning. You screamed out of immense pleasure. "F-FUCK." You've never felt this full before, he took up all the air in your lungs in a second as he started thrusting hard into your cervix. You were now uncontrollably mewing and whining his name non-stop.

"Such a pretty pussy just for me. All mine..look how your dirty pussy keeps sucking me in, princessa.. mierda.." You try rolling your hips at his dick to receive even more friction but he slaps your ass harshly. Over and over, making you scream. "Que te dije, amor." Miguel keeps staring when his cock enters your pussy deep after each thrust. Your hips feel like completely giving up, if it weren't for him holding onto your hips and waist, you would've fallen by now. Your eyes bore into Miguel's eyes and he does the same. He loved seeing how he made you feel, your facial expressions of gasping and panting.. begging for more, made his dick harden. The skin to skin contact drew you and him insane, he started becoming primal. Animalistic.

He loves how his cock feels balls deep inside your warm walls. Sliding easily in and out. Your eyes couldn't stop rolling back as your hips twitched against his. Miguel then started teasing your perked nipples, that finally received some attention. His mouth sucked on your tits, hungrily. He would softly bite it to get more of a reaction out of you. You were even more turned on as he would rest his neck on your shoulder. Kissing your neck, leaving you with hickeys everywhere. He brought out his fangs to taste you even more.

You yelped when his fangs sunk deep into you skin, you felt so intoxicated by the overwhelming pleasure when he start sucking your blood. Your body was starting to limp. He wouldn't let go of his fast space. He starts grabbing a strong hold of your throat and hair. He wanted you all over his body. He pulls your chest to his chest, reaching more amazing spots.

"M-miguel! Please.. I can't take anymore.. please stop, please Miguel it's too m-much f'me." You feel his bulge stick out of your stomach. You wondered how he even fits inside you. "No muñeca..I know you can take this like a good slut, your pussy wants this. Don't deny it." Miguel pants."M-miguel please!" You whine as it pleasure slowly becomes overwhelming for you. Without having another say, he immediately flips you on your chest on his desk, bringing your ass up and tying your hands behind your back so you wouldn't intefere. You found yourself almost collapsing just to the touch of his body weighing down in yours. "I can do anything I want to you, you're my slut. You're my slut! Say it!" Miguel says while panting as he managed to slam even deeper into your cunt at this angle. He grabs your throat, making you face him. "Dígalo, mi corazón. Say you're my pretty little dirty slut." "M-miguel, I'm your fucking..s-slut." You slur your words as you could barely hold words in your throat. Your moans would pronounce Miguel's name incoherently over and over.

The sounds of moaning and skin slapping against each other echoes throughout the room. "feels s'good fuck..mierda. Look what you do to me." You endlessly mewl and whine and moan loudly as he continues to slam his girthy cock, hitting your g-spot. Your back manages to arch even more. Allowing him to go deeper inside you than you ever imagined was even possible.

His hands travel to your clit, rubbing it so slowly. Your mouth is completely agape, gasping for air. He leaves soft kisses down your spine and you shiver as he marks you again with his fangs on your shoulders. His talons begin to tightly grip your hips. Leaving bruises on it for later. The low growls of his whiny voice caused you clench tighter around his cock, causing him to twitch. You were so close, you felt it and he did too.

"Going to fill this pretty pussy full of my cum, princess. Cum for me cariño, do it for me. Make me feel good. Want your pussy to tighten around me." With those words being said, your legs and pussy spasm uncontrollably around his rough, thick cock.

He continued thrusting a few more times inside you, overstimulating you beyond the edge. Both of your bodies emit groans, growls, gasps, and pleasurable moans. "F-fuck I'm so c-close, baby..god. Mierda, amo tu coño." He finally cums inside your pussy, the overwhelming pleasure makes you faint for a while. Miguel finally pulls out and groans as he sees his semen leak out your pussy. "I want you to be full of me.." He pushed two fingers up your cunt to make sure his cum would stay there. He pumps his cum back into your womb.

You now fall completely unconscious as the overwhelmed pleasure took over you. A couple hours later, you wake up next to Miguel. He was staring at you sleeping. You try getting up but Miguel placed you back down on the bed. "No baby, your body needs to rest. You're tired. If you want anything, just ask me muñeca." He said while smiling. You never saw this caring side of him, you loved it already. "Why were you staring at me sleeping, Miguel?" You said with a raspy voice. "You look angelic all the time, cariño. Even when moaning my name." He said while smirking. You feel your cheeks heating up as you vividly remember everything from last night. It was so intense that your body was so sore. For now, all that mattered is that Miguel is with you, taking care of you.

A/n: THAT WAS A LOT for my first time, hope u guys enjoy :3 translations below!

Translations: "cariño": sweetheart

"Muñeca": doll

"Mierda": fuck

"Princessa"- princess

"Amo tu coño": I love your pussy.

"Dígalo mi corazón": Say it, my love

"Que te dije amor": What did I tell you, love

"Todavía quieres que juega con tu coño, ma? Sabes tan rica. Cómo dulce caramelo. Eres mia" : You still want me to play with your pussy, ma? You taste so good. Like caramel candy. You're mine.

"Puta madre, eres una maravilla." -- Holy shit, you're so amazing.

"Ahora. Quítate la ropa." -- Now. Take off your clothes.

"Ya es la quinta vez que ha hecho esto." - It's already the 5th time she's done this.

"Si lo vuelve acer.. la voy acer que se arrepienta." - If ehe does it again... I'm make her regret.

#miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel ohara #miguel x reader #smut #hehe oops #:33333 #spiderman 2099 smut #spiderman 2099 spiderverse #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara smut #my pookie #Spotify

[fktauromain]

mira me duele el dedo por culpa de los gringos

#i am sick to my stomach actually #i am seriously at my limit #pero que les voy a hacer no van a cambiar ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[sunflowersteves]

i'm not cute || m.o.

pairing || miguel o'hara x fem!reader

summary || Miguel always loved when you played with his hair.

author's notes || this is my first miguel fic and im v excited!! there will be much more to come <3 also, my spanish is v v v limited and i tried following what ppl were saying in the miguel tag but please let me know if I need to fix anything!!

warnings || none, fluff, it's tooth-rotting

“Did you just braid my hair?”

You paused—froze even. Your hands stilled in between his luscious, soft hair, and it took every ounce inside of you to not continue to feel through each strand of his. 

“Uh, no?” It was bashful. 

You inwardly winced at the extremely unconvincing tone of your voice. You couldn’t see, but his lips curled into the smallest of smiles. His spidey-DNA, as you liked to call it, sensed the heat that radiated off of your body. 

After an unsuccessful mission, Miguel came home in a state of ire. His eyebrows were furrowed, anger rolling off of his body in waves as his chest heaved up and down. But as soon as your hand placed itself across the plains of his chest and soothed the fabric of his suit, everything started to dissipate. 

The anger, the grief, the guilt—everything. 

You gently pulled his wrist, and he blindly followed you into the living room of your makeshift apartment he built in Nueva York. You sat right above him on the couch, brush in your hand as you stroked through each strand of hair. His frame practically barrelled over you, despite him sitting on the ground with his back to the legs of the couch.

 In return, he wanted to desperately turn around and press light kisses into your skin, but he refrained. He knew that all you wanted to do was comfort his tense muscles. 

“That didn’t sound very convincing.”

You bite your lip, sheepishly, as you ignored his comment and started to braid another part of his hair. You very carefully twisted the fluffy soft hair between one another and grinned at the What he didn’t have to know wouldn’t hurt him, right? Well, apparently, you were wrong because once you tugged on his hair, yet again, and he practically jumps. 

“¡Ay!” He yelps and turns his head to look at you, “¿Qué mierda haces?” 

Your eyes widened, “Miggy! Oh—I’m so sorry!” You go to reach for his head again in an attempt to soothe the pain that you caused, but he caught your wrist. 

If you weren’t too concerned about tugging on his hair, you would have noticed the slight change in his lips that turned into a sly smirk. “Cariño,” He warned. His voice was gravelly and rough—the sound sending shivers down your spine. “¿Qué voy a hacer contigo?” 

In one motion, he’s hovering over you. “Hmm?”

Your mouth opens in surprise—the spark in your heartbeat not going unnoticed by the man before you. “I–I just, Miguel—” You were starting to get nervous under his gaze—just like you always do.

Pure adoration flashed between his ruby eyes, and his finger gently rubbed against the side of your cheek. It was so gentle and affectionate that it almost created tears against your waterline. He loved when you got nervous and playful—it always struck against his chest and seized him whole. He wanted to see the effect that he had on you in every waking moment, it seemed. 

He smiled. “You’re cute.”

You gasped, attempting to turn the tables around and flip him over. “I am not cute!” Alas, you were unsuccessful. 

He laughed. It was hearty and pretty against your ears. “You’re right. You’re the cutest.”

You grumbled under your breath, and it took every ounce of control not to kiss the puffing of your cheeks. “Whatever, you’re the cutest. Not me.” 

Miguel smiled—teeth showing and entirely genuine as he took in your playful expression and fingers that twisted the short hair against the base of his neck. 

“I’ll eventually make you admit it, mi alma. Don't you worry."

~~

¿Qué mierda haces? - What the fuck are you doing?

Cariño - Honey

¿Qué voy a hacer contigo? - What am i going to do with you?

Mi alma - my soul

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara fluff #spiderman across the spiderverse #no spoilers

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Can you do Kissing on dark corners with Pedri??please!!!

WARNINGS: Suggestive content, nothing too graphic.

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"Pedro" You said in between kisses "...your parents" You said separating from him a bit, both of your breaths a bit accelerated but still you smiled after a few seconds

"They are downstairs, they won't know" He said quickly shaking his head before leaning back down again as you felt him pressing you more into the wall, trapping you in between his arms and the wall. "Estás muy hermosa, I want you"

Still you pushed your head back and it was bad idea. His lips found your neck as you let out a breathy moan when he found your spot. You pushed onto his shoulders lightly

"Stop" You begged lightly but who you were fooling? You truly were enjoying it, his lips on your neck always made you lose it but you regained power over you when you heard a pan being dropped, you grabbed his face and pushed him away "This is their house and they can come in, in any second"

You were on the González household, Rosy and Fernando inviting you over whilst Pedri had four days off. You thought it would be a really good idea but no.

You have fought the need of smash yourself against your fiancé while being at his parents since he had managed to look deliciously gorgeous these past two days and for respect towards them, you always limited yourself for a few kisses here and there, some cuddles and hand holding.

But your views got better each day passing and you couldn't manage to hold it in, Pedri apparently thinks the same way towards you because he had let you know that the very same moment he pulled you upstairs and got you in the dark corner where his old room and his brother's Fer were.

"We are literally hidding in a dark corner"

"And?! They came come in and see us!"

"They already know how crazy I am for you, bonita" Your fiancé whispered kissing the corner of your lips "They know the way I am and mostly when I'm around you" He kept on kissing you.

You were playing right now, telling no to his kisses but still kissing him back.

"Ya" He pecked your lips ", but whenever we have kids, if we found one of them like this, we for sure as hell not let them come back up for the rest of the night"

He chuckled lightly "You just don't want my mom to see you like the needy woman you truly are for her youngest son"

"Well, that too" You both laughed into each others mouths. You almost moaned loudly when Pedri pulled your bottom lip in between his and sucked on it, making you go crazy. "Really you gotta stop"

"Stop me then" You groaned giving him one last kiss for the moment before mustering all your strength and push him off of you

"Really, we should stop"

"¡Y/N, hija, necesito que me digas la receta de la carne con piña y me ayudes con la ensalada de aguacate!" Rosy called you as Pedri groaned

"¡Ya voy, Rosy!" You exclaimed a little

"You're in for when we get home" You smirked smiling and winked at him

"Can't really wait for it" You pecked his lips and ran downstairs before he could catch you, giggling.

A few minutes later, you saw Pedri come down too, he sat in front of you whilst you were cooking the meat for tonight's dinner. You both shared a look and a smile

"Te quiero" He whispered with his eyes locked on yours and still after three years of relationship, you blushed

"Y yo a ti, Pepi" He puckered his lips and you shook your head side to side before leaning over and kiss his awaiting lips.

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[knitmeapony]

All right guys, I want to rewatch a whole bunch of the 1990s TV sci-fi that was basically X-Files adjacent. So far here's my list:

(edit: reorg by subgenre)

Cyberpunk and conspiracy

VR.5

Dark Angel

Lone Gunmen

Tomorrow People

Now and Again *

Prey

Precog/time fuckery

Early edition

Time Trax

Sliders

Tru Calling

7 days *

Spaaaaaaaaace and exploration

Earth 2

Seaquest

First Wave *

Dark Skies *

Earth Final Conflict

DS9

ST Voy

Babylon 5

Space: above and Beyond

Farscape

Stargate SG1

Crime, law, and/or vengence

Millenium

The Pretender

Mann and Machine

The Crow Stairway to Heaven *

Brisco County Jr.

Alien Nation *

Dead At 21 *

Spoopy guys living lives

Eerie, Indiana

Highlander

The Sentinal

Outer limits

Animorphs

Alex Mack

Forever Knight

So Weird *

Feels like fantasy (i.e. Not Sci fi) the way Star Wars does for some reason

Buffy and Angel

Right time, wrong vibe

Red Dwarf

Blakes 7

Charmed

Roswell

Lois and Clark

Lexx

Right vibe, wrong time

Alias

Fringe

Cleopatra 2525

Smallville

Witchblade

Right Vibes and time, no sci-fi

La Femme Nikita

What shows am I missing? The less well-known the better.

[author-chan06]

Hello! Welcome to my Tumblr!

Personal:

Names: Ari, Jay, Roman, Blitzø, And Loki! You can use any or all of them.

Gender: Agenderboy

Sexuality: Biromantic Bisexual (Maybe??? Questioning This Rn Might Be On The Asexual Spectrum???)

Pronouns: They/He/It + Some Neos

Neopronouns That I Use:

Xe/Xem/Xyr/Xyrs/Xemself

Ae/Aer/Aer/Aers/Aerself

Ye/Yem/Yer/Yers/Yemself

Qu/Queer/Queer/Queers/Queerself

Voi/Void/Voids/Voids/Voidself

Vae/Vaer/Vaer/Vaers/Vaerself

Sym/Ser/Ser/Sers/Symself

Un/Un/Uns/Uns/ Unself

Nin/Nin/Nins/Nins/Ninself

Neb/Nebula/Nebus/Nebus/Nebulaself

Sti/Stim/Stims/Stims/Stimself

Pri/Prin/Princes/Princes/Princeself

Fandom Stance:

I am a proshipper, a comshipper, and a selfshipper. I do ship things that would be considered “problematic”, but I will not debate the ethics and morals of this on this blog. It’s just not really what I want to do, and it would cause me too much mental stress, as I’m not a big fan of being involved in debates. Any talk of this will be deleted. So anti’s do not interact.

So Tw’s for this blog:

Unhealthy Relationships

Toxic Relationships

Abusive Relationships

Manipulation

Underage/Adult Relationships (Possibly)

Incest

Sexual Assault

Rape

— And Just In General Some Dark Topics

If you don’t want to see any of that, that is totally fine. Just block and move on. If you’re leaving now, I wanna wish you a happy day and a fun time in whatever fandom you’re in! <3 <3

Fandoms And Ships:

I am in a lot of fandoms and I am a multishipper. So these will be the fandoms I’m in and a link to the post that shows my ships.

Batman

Sanders Sides

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

Gravity Falls

Marvel

The Owl House

Hamilton

My Hero Academia

My Ships Post

My Kins And Fictionkin:

Kins:

Loki (MCU)

Blitzø (Helluva Boss)

Fictionkin:

Roman Sanders (Sanders Sides)

Selfshipping/My F/O’s:

Remus Sanders (Sanders Sides)

Virgil Sanders (Sanders Sides)

Janus Sanders (Sanders Sides)

Patton Sanders (Sanders Sides)

Logan Sanders (Sanders Sides)

Blitzø & Stolas Ars Goetia (Helluva Boss)

Alastor (Hazbin Hotel)

Tomura Shigaraki & Dabi & Himiko Toga & Keigo Takami (BNHA)

Mammon (Obey Me)

Fizzarolli & Asmodeus (Helluva Boss)

Vox & Val & Velvette (Hazbin Hotel)

The ones with 2 or more people in one bracket thing are Polyam relationships! And I’m in the process of making separate posts for all of these people to just give more detail (and gush hehe)

I’m totally ok with other’s who are dating these guys too! And while our relationships may not be the same, I would love to hear you gush about them, as long as you don’t mind me doing the same right back at you about us ahah

Request Rules And Request Limits:

Disclaimer! Any of these rules and limits to my writing have nothing to do the morality of writing these things and I hold no hate or disgust for people who write these types of things, I just don’t want to write these things or I don’t feel comfortable writing it myself.

No sex scenes with children/preteens

No beastiality

No RPF for anyone

No Unsympathetic Roman Sanders

No Unsympathetic Remus Sanders

Any else is totally cool to ask for! I may take a while to get to every request, but I will get through all of them! If there is some reason I won’t write it, I will be sure to explain and ask if you want to change it so I can write to as close to the request as possible.

You can have the request be as long or short as you need, but the less detail you add the more I’m likely to improvise and add my own details. If that’s ok with you then make it as short as you need! You can even specify length if you want and I’ll try my hardest to keep it and get it to there. You can also specify ships (any that are in my Shiplist, and if it’s not there just ask and I might anywho), characters, and any triggers that you might have so I don’t accidentally bring any of that up.

Are requests open right now?

Requests are open!

Links:

My AO3

My Old Blog

My Kofi (Not Fully Set Up Yet)

Well I think that’s everything! If you want to gush or ask questions or give requests, go ahead! I hope you enjoy your time at my blog!

#welcome to my blog #shipping #proship #proshipping #op is a proshipper #comship #op is a comshipper #blog rules #fandom #self ship #proship selfship #proship safe #reqs open #kin stuff #fictionkin #polyamory #romantic f/o #batman #sanders sides #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #gravity falls #marvel #the owl house #hamilton musical #my hero academia

[homomenhommes]

saga: SOUMISSION / DOMINATION 85

Après un début de semaine consacré aux clients de Jean (lundi, mardi et mercredi), j'ai passé mon jeudi à préparer le réveillon du nouvel an (3 jours à suivre !!).

J'ai passé la matinée à préparer les chambres et le baisodrome. Ammed et Samir sont arrivés dès 14h. Aussitôt, nous nous sommes attaqués à préparer le donjon, la salle de muscu et leurs sanitaires associés.

Vers 17h je les laissais pour aller chercher certains de nos invités qui sont venus en train. Un peu à la bourre, je retrouvais sur le quai, Kev, Manu et Théo. Au retour je passais prendre Ric (Jean, lui, arrivera avec Igor et les jumeaux). Ric trouve sa place à l'arrière écrasant un peu Manu et Théo de sa masse. Kev, à coté de moi, l'a tout de suite jaugé. Il se tourne vers moi et me dit " passif ? ", réponse " ultra passif ", conclusion " miammm ! ".

Arrivés à la maison, je laisse la voiture de Marc dehors, sa place au garage va être prise par les motos. Ammed et Samir s'occupent des bagages. Cela me vaut des questions de nos invités. Je suis obligé d'insister auprès de Kev, ils ne sont pas baisables !

Arnaud est déjà arrivé. Bruno doit nous rejoindre plus tard car il travaille. Présentations, et nous sommes tous à papoter devant un café quand des rugissements de moto se font entendre. Eric, Phil et Luc arrivent ensemble. Je sors leur ouvrir le garage. Dès qu'ils mettent un pied dans la maison, ils quittent leurs combis. Le cuir c'est beau et sexy mais pas chaud ! D'un signe j'indique à Samir d'apporter des gros peignoirs. La maison est surchauffée mais quand même ! A 18h Marc arrive puis tous les autres, étalés jusqu'à 20h. les derniers étant Pierre et Olivier.

L'apéro a remplacé le café, nous sommes 22, plus Samir et Ammed.

Ça discute beaucoup dans tous les coins du salon. Je présente entre eux les quelques qui ne se connaissent pas, notamment la petite bande de nos vacances. Théo est un peu intimidé par le nombre de mec et son physique en fait le plus petit de tous et le plus juvénile aussi !

Nos deux hommes de services passent entre nous avec les plateaux d'amuses gueules. Ils font de l'effet moulés dans leurs shorty en cuir noir. Quelques mains baladeuses s'égarant sur leurs fesses ont obligé Marc à préciser à tous les fonctions de nos deux serveurs et leurs limites de services. J'ai bien vu que malgré l'étroitesse de leurs shorty, ont pouvait apercevoir que leurs virilités s'épanouissaient.

Du coup les mains inquisitrices se sont rabattues sur d'autres culs.

Il est déjà 22h passé, je décide de lancer " l'affaire ". Je me rapproche de Marc et lui roule un méga patin assorti d'une main au paquet.

Ça suffit pour décoincer. Quand on se décolle, je vois Kev qui entreprend Tic ou Tac de là ou je suis c'est pas évident. Par deux ou trois les sens s'échauffent. Ric et Jean sont les premiers à genoux avec une bite dans la bouche. Jean suce Frédéric le copain de Jérôme alors que Ric s'est directement attaqué aux 30cm de Jean Black.

Rapidement un petit cercle se fait autour de ces derniers. Au premier rang les passifs admirent la technique et les capacités de Ric à avaler la presque totalité du " monstre " alors qu'ils se font coller au cul par un deuxième rang qui attend d'eux le même service.

Quelques instants plus tard, les éléments du cercle intérieur se sont réarrangés et ils sont tous à genoux en train de téter une bite appartenant au cercle extérieur.

Nicolas et Seb ont entrepris Manu alors que Théo était déjà dans les bras d'Eric.

Le fond sonore musical est alors couvert par les " slurp, slurp... " et parfois " harggg" quand une bite pénètre plus profondément que prévu / possible.

Au vu du nombre de " harggg " il y en a qui vont repartir de ce WE la gorge plus large qu'avant !

Les habits tombent les uns après les autres, bientôt nous sommes tous en slip et certains sont déjà à poil. Eric est le premier à descendre à la salle de muscu avec accroché à lui Théo. Nous sommes quelques uns à les suivre. Dès qu'ils sont arrivés, Eric place Théo dans le sling et entreprend de lui bouffer la rondelle pour le préparer. Théo en gémis de plaisir, il a intérêt de bien se préparer dans sa tête, je suis pas sur qu'il ai déjà pris aussi gros qu'Eric.

J'admire le spectacle qu'ils nous offrent avec Igor collé dans mon dos. Je sens bien sa bite presser la raie de mon cul. L'excitation ambiante, la fermeté de son engin, l'envie que j'en ai font que je desserre mes fesses et qu'il peut ainsi atteindre ma rondelle. Son souffle dans mon cou est remplacé par un léchage de ma nuque. C'est trop bon ! Je me retourne et me baisse pour lui bouffer la tige. Direct je la prends en fond de gorge. Ça m'étouffe mais j'adore la sensation ! Il me prend la tête dans ses mains pour imposer son rythme. Il alterne des mouvements longs avec de courts pilonnages. Je m'adapte et fait tourner ma langue sur son gland dès que je le peux, ça l'excite un max et il s'enfonce vite au fond de ma gorge pour y échapper.

J'ai trop envie. Je le kpote et me tourne en prenant appui sur un banc. Je sens ses mains m'écarter les fesses et une soudaine fraicheur sur ma rondelle. Cette sensation est vite remplacée par celle provoquée par la poussée de son gland. Je me détends et il peut me pénétrer entièrement. Je ferme les yeux pour apprécier chaque mm de cette première bite qui me perfore. Ses mains sur mes hanches me repoussent déjà pour m'attirer de nouveau vers lui, plus violemment. Son bassin claque sur mes fesses quand ses 22cm sont totalement en moi. Trop bon !! J'ouvre les yeux pour mater les amis. Eric est entré dans Théo, ça explique les gémissements plus forts que j'ai perçus tout à l'heure. Les mains de Théo sont accrochées / crispées aux suspentes du sling. il doit être en train de sentir lui aussi l'extrême puissance de son enculeur et surtout la conicité de son engin (pour rappel gland 5cm de diamètre et base 7cm !).

En face de nous, de l'autre coté du banc, vient s'installer Arnaud dans la même position que moi avec dans son cul Marc. Nos têtes sont proches, plus proche très proches. Nous nous roulons une pelle. Je suis obligé de stabiliser en passant un bras derrière sa tête, les assauts que nous subissons nous feraient nous décoller !

Peu après et quelques chocs de dentitions plus tard, je lui dit de se couchers sur le banc et nous avons entamé un 69, préférable dans nos positions d'alors.

Soudain nous voilà libérés ! pas question de jouir aussi vite. Notre quatuor se disperse à la recherche de nouveaux partenaires. Je déambule parmi nos invités et en même temps je jette un coup d'oeil sur nos serveurs. Samir et Ammed tournent entre les groupes, apportant Kpotes et gel, tenant une jambe pour aider au besoin. Ils bandent comme des fous mais savent que tout pendant le service, si nous n'avons pas le droit de les toucher, eux ne peuvent pas non plus se lâcher.

Mes anciens partenaires ont trouvés de nouvelles bouches, culs ou bites.

Ric est maintenant entre les mains je devrais plutôt dire les cuisses de Kev. Déjà dans la voiture j'avais remarqué son intérêt pour notre jeune masse de muscle.

Ric est à genou sur un tatami, le torse collé au sol et le cul relevé. Kev lui est accroupi derrière lui et l'encule rudement les mains accrochées aux hanches. Les 21 x 5,5 de Kev ont l'air de lui faire de l'effet. Je me penche à son oreille et lui demande comment il trouve mon jeune ami. Il ralenti le rythme et me dit qu'il a rarement senti un cul aussi accueillant mais serré quand même. Je caresse alors le dos de Ric le faisant se relever à 4 pattes et le félicite de bien faire ses exercices de musculation de son anneau. Je me place devant lui a genoux et il m'avale la bite direct jusqu'aux couilles. Kev n'en revient pas de ses capacités.

Sans lui dévoiler l'histoire, je lui dis que j'ai formé Ric à prendre grave, bites hors normes, double sodo, gang bang et le tout en préservant aux maximum l'élasticité de son anus. Hors de question d'en faire une chatte molle ! Kev me félicite en me disant que j'y étais bien arrivé et que le résultat était là. Il me demande si ce n'est pas trop tôt pour une double dans le cul de Ric. je lui réponds qu'il n'y a pas d'heure de prévu pour ça, c'est au feeling !

Surtout que Ric nous entendant, à défaut de pouvoir articuler (ma bite dans sa bouche), opine de la tête pour approuver l'idée. Comme c'est Kev qui a la plus longue (1cm de plus que moi), je lui dis qu'il sera dessous. Il se couche sur le banc de " développé couché " et Ric vient s'asseoir sur sa queue. Elle entre facile. Il se penche accroché à la barre de poids. Je me place et pose mon gland kpoté sur sa rondelle. Elle frémit d'impatience !

Ric commence à savoir comment faire entrer deux bites dans son cul. Il se relève jusqu'à ne garder que le gland de Kev dans son cul couronne au niveau du sphincter. A ce stade, je plaque le mien (de gland) juste sous la couronne de celui de kev et serre fermement nos deux queues ensemble (ça glisse un peu à cause du gel). Je pousse d'un petit coup de rein pour prévenir Ric que je suis en place. Il le sent aussi par la pression nouvelle qui s'exerce sur son anneau. Je le laisse gérer. Il respire fort tout en se détendant. Puis, il recule sèchement et avale mon gland. Pause, c'est pa première fois que Kev participe à une double, il apprécie la compression nouvelle qu'il ressent dans son sexe.

Lentement, Ric recule pour prendre nos deux bites entièrement en lui. Couché sur son dos, moi aussi je m'accroche à la barre de poids. Pas de montre mais je suis sûr que notre pénétration a demandé plusieurs minutes. Mais ç'aurait été plus long que ce n'aurait été que plus agréable. Chaque cm entré demandant un petit plus de dilatation, les effets induits sur nos queues étaient plus forts encore.

C'est quand j'ai senti mes couilles se poser sur celle de Kev que j'ai su qu'on était au fond. Nous sommes restés sans bougé quelques instant, puis Kev a posé ses mains sur mes fesses et en me tirant à lui a fini d'envahir Ric. Difficilement nous nous sommes roulés une pelle à trois avant de se mettre à bouger. Dans un premier temps nous reculions et avancions de façon simultanée puis nous avons suivit en alternant, difficile, mais encore plus de sensations !! Nous avons du faire de nombreuses pauses pour éviter de jouir trop vite.

Il n'empêche qu'à un moment, nous n'avons pu nous retenir et mes mains appuyant sur les épaules de Ric et celles de kev sur ses hanches, plantés au plus profond de son anus, nous avons juté comme des fous dans no kpotes alors que ric se répandait sur les abdos de Kev. Je me suis écroulé sur son dos le plaquant sur Kev qui a du nous soutenir tous les deux. Sortis de Ric, nous avons dékpotés et avons comparé les volumes crachés, à 1mm près pareil ! Nous avons rejoint sous les douches Marc, Igor, Arnaud et Pierre qui se débarrassaient des humeurs (sueur et sperme) leur collant à la peau.

Une fois propre, avant de quitter la salle d'eau, je demandais à Kev de mettre un doigt à Ric. J'ai vu alors sur son visage l'étonnement qu'il a eu quand il s'est senti autant serré par le muscle anal. Il ne pensait pas ça possible aussitôt après une double sodo.

A mon tour j'y mettais mon majeur droit et félicitais Ric pour sa musculature anale. Il se coula alors dans mes bras pour un câlin de remerciement.

JARDINIER

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[spanishskulduggery]

Hey there, I always learn so many interesting new things on your blog. The way you answer everything in a very detailed way helps me understand Spanish so much better! <3

I was wondering for a while how you express in Spanish where in a book/movie/task you are. Phrases like "I'm in the middle/end/beginning of the book/movie..". "I'm at page 13/minute 35", "I'm at the part where the hero almost dies", "I'm at exercise 6 out of 9". (etc)

I've once been told to use "ir por" for one of those, but I've never seen it used context and it just sounds weird to me. Is there one phrase you use everytime? Or is there a different one each time?

Thanks in advance :) <3

I'm going to need the native speakers to add to this because I can only speak from my more limited experience here

So again, followers please let me know what you would say or what sounds natural to you

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For these, you're more likely to use estar en or estar a OR you can use ir; it's often a matter of preference... I tend towards ir when I am actively reading or watching something, and estar when I am at a certain point specifically

estar en el principio = to be in the beginning

estar a la mitad = to be halfway through "estoy como a la mitad" = I'm like halfway through / I'm about halfway through

estar al final = to be at the end/ending

You can also see casi "almost" used here... like casi estoy al final "I'm almost at the end", or you can phrase it a different way like sigo en el prólogo "I'm still in the prologue"

You can use ir por in these like voy por la mitad "I'm halfway through", which to me feels more like "I'm working on it" rather than "this is where I am"

You can say things like estoy en la última página "I'm on the last page", or estoy con el último "I'm on the last one"... I'm not 100% sure what is most common, but you can see ir used too

voy por la página 45 [cuarenta y cinco] = I'm on page 45

voy por la segunda temporada = I'm on the second season (of a show)

voy por la tercera parte = I'm on the third part

I think estar en could also be used here too... like estoy en la página 45 to me reads the same as voy por la página 45 the only thing is that ir to me conjures a feeling of motion while estar is static... sort of like "I'm in/at" vs. "I'm going through"

If you're talking minutes my experience is it's estoy en el minuto X... like apenas estoy en el minuto 5 "I'm hardly five minutes in"

My instinct for specific problems is estar en el seis de nueve "to be on six of nine" or something like estar en el ejercicio seis de nueve "to be on problem six of nine"... the "out of" is usually de

Sometimes you see estoy en el último "I'm on the last one", estoy en el número tres "I'm on number three"... I think in some contexts and with certain verbs you could use con like estoy con el primer ejercicio which feels like "I'm focusing on the first exercise"

You'll also see things like voy por la primera temporada de siete "I'm on the first season out of seven (seasons)" for TV shows, or voy por la segunda película de la serie "I'm on the second movie of the series". In both cases I think estar would make sense here too

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Note: You will also see the verbs pasar "to pass", or something like alcanzar "to reach"... like he alcanzado la última parte "I just reached the last part" or something like that, sometimes llegar a "to arrive to/at" as well

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Side Note: You didn't specifically ask for this, but this also shows up with ages... this is more regional though. You often use tener for a specific age [because tener is just the verb you use for "to be X years old"], but estar or ir/andar por approximate ages or age ranges

I think in Spain you say something like estar en la veintena "to be in your twenties", estar en la treintena "to be in your thirties" etc etc

In Latin America you often say estar en los veinte (años), estar en los treinta (años)

Another one is andar por "to be in"... like andan por los ochenta (años) "they're in their eighties"

-Note that andar por is "to be around", so it could be like anda por los quince (años) which is like "he/she is around fifteen"... it could be a whole decade, or it could be "approximately + specific number"

#asks #langblr #spanish language #spanish #followers? #long post

[esuemmanuel]

No, no te voy a escribir, sólo le haré saber a la hoja, y al viento en el cual la lanzaré, lo profundamente satisfecho que me hace saber el hecho de haber sido inquilino de tu corazón. Si bien pudo el tiempo ser corto, tuve el privilegio de tocarte el alma... y lo hice como todo un maestro; enamorado, entregado, leal y comprometido a tu solo latir, a tu sola presencia, a tu solo sentir... ¡Oh, cómo me ataviabas de luz cuando me decías a los ojos lo que me estabas amando! Eran tus palabras el eco dulzón que acariciaba a mis huesos con el simple hecho de escuchártelas decir. Todavía sigo suspirando... no hay aire que me limite este sentimiento. Fui tuyo... Fuiste mío... Fuimos uno para el otro, sin miedos ni prejuicios. ¡Oh, pequeño mío, morirás cuando sea el turno de mis manos entregarse al abismo de la muerte! ¡Es un juramento de sangre, de alma y de mente!

— Esu Emmanuel©, No, I will not write to you, instead I will let the leaf know, and the wind in which I will throw it, how deeply satisfied I am to have been a tenant of your heart. Although the time may have been short, I had the privilege of touching your soul… and I did it as a master; in love, devoted, loyal and committed to your heartbeat, to your presence, to your feelings… Oh, how you adorned me with light when you told me in your eyes how much you loved me! Your words were the sweet echo that caressed my bones with the simple fact of hearing you say them. I'm still sighing… there is no air to limit this feeling. I was yours… You were mine… We were for each other, without fear or prejudice. Oh, my little one, you will die when it is the turn of my hands to surrender to the abyss of death! It is an oath of blood, soul and mind!

#el hombre de la soledad #the man of solitude #writing in solitude #escribiendo en soledad #poetas en tumblr #poets on tumblr #writers on tumblr #escritores en tumblr #poeticstories #2023

[negative-speedforce]

Happy Holidays and Welcome to the Blog!

Got a bunch of new followers lately, so I thought I might as well introduce myself.

The name's Revan, I'm 19 (a legal adult), and I'm from the Pacific Northwest, USA. You can find me on Instagram as @/revan_screams_into_the_void.

I consider myself a libertarian socialist, (which is different than a member of the USA Libertarian Party), a pacifist, and I am an eclectic pagan.

I am a genderfluid transmasc aroace lesbian, and I have a girlfriend/kinda-sorta fiancee named Ella who I adore. My main pronouns I use are he/they/it, though I respond to just about any pronouns.

I am physically disabled, neurodivergent, and a cult survivor with PTSD, and sometimes I don't have the spoons to respond to asks right away but I'll get to them when I can <3

My fandoms include, but are not limited to:

Star Wars (especially the canon Thrawn novels) The Flash The Owl House Star Trek (especially TOS, DS9, VOY, and SNW) Arcane Amphibia

Sometimes I post about other stuff, like the horrors of working retail or memes, and I post a lot about my OCs (which you can learn more about by following @negative-speedforce-ocs.

Here are some things I like: Favorite color Favorite song Favorite book Favorite movie

Triggering things I occasionally post about (I have ADHD so I don't always remember to tag):

Trauma/PTSD Toxic fundamentalist religion Abuse Fatphobia

#revan screams into the void

[nalyra-dreaming]

People complaining about the 10 seasons.. what if they're doing 2 seasons per year or splitting the season in 2 parts, airing in the same year? It's not necessarily 10 years...

Hey nonny,

in a world with so many shows regularly canceled after 2 seasons... to have that outlook at least (there's no guarantee, obviously, but the plans?!)... that's so precious?! Imho.

I actually am quite... sad I think to see so many people finding negative aspects to this. (And I have run across a few now...)

And no, there's no guarantee either they'll do it in "years"... honestly, for me, I don't particularly care for how they do it. :) The seasons are so short...

But character development and meaningful stories usually happen best when actors have found their footing... remember those Star Trek (TNG, DS9, VOY) seasons? The best were always season 4 onwards (imho), because that was when the characters where set up, and you could get into stories. (Obviously there's exceptions to the rule^^). Or Stargate, esp. Lost City.

Now, we are extremely blessed with a cast like this... but just imagine how they'll be able to play off each other when the characters have been fully established? When we get to the grit of it? The philosophical and ethical questions that lie beyond the action? Season 1 has already shown that they don't shy away from the difficult questions, if you want to see them as well done or not is not really relevant here, imho, because... at least they do go there? IWTV is no colorblind, soft-washed fantasy adaption. No, this is way more, and it is aware of that. Awareness, such a two-edged sword, and I love that they are trying their hand at it, even if they might bleed. And that they plan for the long run. Please give us Akasha's ... problematic idea and the resulting discussion. Please give us the question of whether we would actually accept a limitation of our life and standards if that would mean to receive salvation (an interesting parallel right there, to today, and our world, don't you think?). Please give us those complicated relationships and bring up all the questions in regards to morality and death and religion and acceptance.

Whether they take 5 seasons, or 10... I won't care.

I won't care either if you can see the lines on the actor's faces then.

What did Louis say? Let the tale seduce you.

It's a play. A tale. For us.

I'm gonna enjoy it.

#asks #thank you nonny #sorry went off the rails there a bit I think #still #iwtv #interview with the vampire #amc's iwtv #amc's interview with the vampire #amc #I think I'll stay out of discourse now #we are so blessed #and yet... #ask nalyra

[trekkie-polls]

About

Hello! This is a new blog. I’m still figuring out the details.

I’ve been a star trek fan my whole life - it started with getting in trouble in kindergarten for staying up to watch late night tos reruns, and I watched all of tos, ds9, and voy as they aired. I tried ent when it first aired and didn’t care for it. Later as part of a project to watch all episodes in in-world chronology, I did watch all of ent. Still didn’t care for it. But it is trek. I watch all new trek, and for the most part I love it (pauses to side-eye Picard season three), but don’t have the same knowledge base with it because I haven’t rewatched it as many times. I’ve seen all of the movies but I honestly just tend to forget them when I’m thinking about what’s happened in cannon. I think they live in a separate part of my brain? I haven’t read the books or comics yet but I do spend a lot of time on Memory Beta.

Right now I’m rewatching lower decks & tos and that’s what I have on my mind.

Anyway, this is all to say that I plan to be inclusive with all star trek media on this blog, but not everything will get equal attention. There are just some things I know more about or am more interested in.

In particular, there are a limited number of options in tumblr polls, and there is a lot of star trek media out there. I make sure to put “other in tags”, or combine titles in a choice, in cases where every item can’t have its own little box. Yes sometimes my personal opinions influence how I break that up, and that’s ok, because this is something I do in my free time for fun.

You are very welcome to submit polls & posts. If you do, and I repost them, I’ll credit you unless you prefer to stay anonymous. Btw - this is how you can get more content around your favorite series if you’re not seeing as much as you’d like.

Right now I don’t have any rules about submissions. It’s possible I won’t post something that’s clearly prejudiced, malicious etc… but I haven’t figured out exactly where I draw that line yet. I don’t plan to gatekeep what is and isn’t trek. I have personal opinions about what I enjoy and what I don’t enjoy, but star trek belongs to everyone and it’s illogical to try to draw lines around what is “legitimate” trek for everyone.

I haven’t really figured out what to say about trigger warnings, spoilers, and nsfw. I don’t plan for this to be especially nsfw, but I do plan to cuss and touch on adult concepts sometimes (I mean how can we not talk about the many forehead vaginas). I also plan to add content/ trigger warnings that are obvious to me but I’m far from an expert about what the most important ones to include are. And finally spoilers are hard because most star trek media has been around forever and the fandom is here to talk about what happened in it, but some is brand new and it can be hard to stay completely caught up, and even the oldest series are new to someone. So I’m making an effort to consider triggering content, spoilers, and nsfw but can’t responsibly make promises on any of them.

And last but not least, I’m happy to block people who call me names. I’m here on my free time for fun.

Tldr:

This blog will be a mixture of:

Polls I make

Other star trek posts I find interesting

Polls & posts you submit

If I see a star trek poll I find interesting I may write the author and ask for permission to reblog here

This blog will not:

Gatekeep what is & isn’t star trek

Be completely impartial to my interest

Be completely sfw or spoiler free, or include all important trigger & content warnings

P.S. I’m in this for the tags. I absolutely love reading through everyone’s theories, favorites, stories, etc…. So if you want to tip this blog please do it by adding your star trek thoughts :)

#trekkie polls

[baladric]

Pls tell us the story of how you sang to get out of a traffic stop?

lmaooooo it's not particularly exciting!!! i was omw home after a really horrible tech week rehearsal (a week in the process of putting on any staged performance piece that is colloquially called Hell Week (derogatory)) and i was like having an active panic attack and crying etc and didn't realize i was going, like, 20 over the speed limit. so i got pulled over and reached such a peak of stress that i dissociated straight to neptune, and the officer was like are you inebriated and i was like No, why? and he was like well you were speeding awful fast and you look a mess. and i was like. i'm an opera singer on my way home from a Very bad rehearsal, and he paused and gave my undercut and many ear piercings the stink eye and expressed disbelief in this story and i was flatly like "if i sing for you to prove it can we just get this over with" and he was so startled that he said sure. i sang the beginning of "voi che sapete" for him and he so clearly had no idea what to do w this that he sort of mumbled at me to watch my spedometer and told me to go home, and i went home and proceeded to read teen wolf fanfiction until 4 am to make myself feel better (it didn't work)

#2014 was a wacky old time #anonymous ask #aj answers #ask #this reads so much like the cis bus story that i feel like someone's gonna 'tumblr posts that didnt happen' this

[pedanther]

Mes bureaux sont mon Pactole, comme dit, je crois, M. Desmoutiers, et je ne veux pas en tourmenter le cours et en troubler le calme.

My money boxes are my Pactolus, as, I think, M. Demoustier says, and I will not retard its course, or disturb its calm.

My offices are my “golden goose”, as I believe Monsieur Desmoutiers calls them, and I should not want to upset the bird or ruffle its feathers.

The Pactolus is a river in Turkey noted in antiquity for its gold-bearing sediments, which legend attributed to it being the river in which King Midas bathed himself to be freed from his curse. Charles-Albert Demoustier was an 18th-century writer who published a work called Lettres à Émilie sur la mythologie, which used Greek mythology to comment satirically on modern society. (He remarked, for example, that the divinely-gifted physician Asclepius would not find success in modern medicine because he expressed himself in clear and easily understood language and, “most ridiculous of all”, his patients almost always recovered.)

Buss's translation, unusually for him, ditches the metaphor entirely and replaces it with a different one more familiar to his intended audience.

Later in the chapter, there's another bit where the older translation leaves something out entirely:

—Oh! c’est trop fort, monsieur! s’écria Hermine suffoquée, et vous dépassez les limites de l’ignoble. —Mais, dit Danglars, je vois avec plaisir que vous n’êtes pas restée en deçà, et que vous avez volontairement obéi à cet axiome du code: «La femme doit suivre son mari.» —Des injures! —Vous avez raison...

“Oh, this is too much,” cried Hermine, choking, “you are worse than despicable.” “But,” continued Danglars, “I find you did not even pause there”— “Insults!” “You are right...

“But this is really too much, Monsieur!” Hermine cried, barely able to speak. “You are exceeding the bounds of ignominy!” “And I am glad to see,” said Danglars, “that you are not far behind me, and that you have willingly chosen to obey the legal maxim: ‘The wife should follow her husband.’” “You insult me.” “You are right...”

#the cristo account #the count of monte cristo #chapter 65 #lost in translation #greek mythology #not a reblog

[stables-of-amverse]

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Welcome to the blog! This is the home of (one of) my mlp next gen(s) called Amverse. Name is derived from its original premis; which is that it is all about polyamory / polyamorous ships ~!! Though uh, as can be discovered through some looking around it is certainly not it's only big gimmick :3 This blog will mainly center around my next gens with occasional content around the canon ponies and around my next next gens. Partially an ask blog, mainly an information / project blog. Always willing to take questions about my little guys & their verse, I love talking about them/it so so much!!! Will feature: my art; OC bios; verse lore; general oc info; probably more that escapes me atm ~!!

!~ About the artist ~! I'm called Kat! But uh, I guess you can also refer to me as mun / the mun if you want to haha. (RP tumblr habits die hard snort) I use she/they ⋆ Vey/vem ⋆ Vhe/vher ⋆ Voi/void pronouns (or really anything aside from he/him & similar) This is my third or so next gen but also my main one! My OG/first one, Whatverse, has been dissolved into this + my second, Flipverse; my original third, Birdverse, never took off and essentially just ended up reborn as Am. (Which I didn't notice at first haha...) I am a lil shy & have limited spoons to work on Am / this blog but it is also my main hyperfixation soooo.... you can expect me to be posting here!!! Excuse the fact that I am also a goofball / a lil silly, it is an integral part of my personality hehe :3

Amverse related links:

Full list of ships - [ ship list link ]

Family tree (main) - [ family tree link ]

Family tree (OCs) - [ OC family tree link ]

Next gens toyhouse link - [ TH link ]

Character taglist page - [ taglist link ]

Non-verse related links:

Main blog - @mimicsapprentice

Main OC info blog - @toyhouse-of-tales

OC genders/terms blog - @gender-tear-and-share

#pinned post #pinned intro #mlp next gen #amverse