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murder at the end of the world: this is a murder mystery.
me:
#it really is#it's so sweet and yet they're solving a murder#i don't even watch murder shows how did i end up here and why do i like it sm?#(i know why i like it it's a love story)#murder at the end of the world#it's a good show highly recommend
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BRIT MARLING
2024 CRITICS CHOICE AWARDS
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BTS of A Murder At The End Of The World. Source: Javed Kahn (Rohan).
#raul esparza#raúl esparza#a murder at the end of the world#murder at the end of the world#amateotw#david alvarez
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I started watching “Murder At the End of the World” on disney plus, which is quite good. But everyone is she/her-ing the main character throughout the whole thing, even though they are just so non-binary. Nothing is going to convince me they’re cisgender
Just look:
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<3
#harris dickinson#murder at the end of the world#iron claw#a24 films#triangle of sadness#actor#celebrity crush
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Emma Corrin on set of "A Murder At The End Of The World".
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i love darby hart they are soooo trans autistic
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Guys seriously dying so much that he’s playing a Venture Capitalist. It’s everything I didn’t know I needed.
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Him in a suit is just 🫠
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the most implausible part of this weeks murder at the end of the world is that there is no way that couple bought a pool cover that a child could drown under that easily. I refuse to believe that devoted dad with that much health and longevity anxiety would allow that kind of glaring risk in his own home.
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oh bill is totally zoomers dad
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My partner forced me to watch murder at the end of the world and jokes on them because I have not stopped singing “no more I loves yous” for a solid week
Shubadubbadubdubdub ahhahhhh
#murder at the end of the world#no more I loves yous#whyyy can’t I stop singing this song#it’s become part of my brain
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Inaugural Sparks
David (A Murder at the End of the World) x reader.
AN: I know nothing about Raúl’s character so forgive me for any mischaracterizations. I just really wanted to write something for this character and couldn’t wait until the 14th.
Rating: NSFW for 🌶️🌶️
You stood poised in front of a rustic bar, your heart fluttering with the anticipation of your first date with David Alvarez. The autumn air is crisp, causing a soft blush to bloom on your cheeks. You are clad in a cozy, burnt-orange sweaterdress that complements the fall foliage. Your eyes, full of hope and curiosity, are as vibrant as the setting sun. Your fingers nervously played with the cuff of your sleeve, a silent testament to the excitement and uncertainty of the impending encounter. The scent of fallen leaves and the distant sound of laughter from the bar added to the atmosphere of anticipation.
In many ways this was a blind date. But it also wasn’t.
It was a date in the making through mutual friends, Andy Ronson, and his wife Lee, who showed you off to David on his phone and vice versa with him to you. It might have been just a picture, but the attraction was instantaneous.
And this date took weeks in the making thanks to conflicting work schedules. David was an Argentine venture capitalist who happened to be on the top ten Midas list for Forbes. While VCs only invested in 2–3 companies a year, the rest of his time was spent platonically courting entrepreneurs. Suffice it to say, he was loaded. But truthfully, you were well off as well and your work had kept you just as busy.
You and David had been texting and calling for weeks now. Some of the communications were purely innocent, while others were downright filthy. Finally, after so many nights of teasing and eluding, of shared pictures that showed little but promised much more, you were going to be meeting face to face. You had a feeling that this evening held the promise of something special.
You checked the time on your watch before re-applying your lipstick. Then drawing a deep breath in, you made your way into the dimly lit bar, poised, head raised in confidence. As you made your way in, you realized that David was already at the bar. He is sitting, facing the door with one leg hooked through the legs of the stool. He wore a crisp white button down, the top two buttons open, accentuating his tanned skin. There was a glint of a gold chain from the overhead lights. His hair - a distinguished mix of salt and pepper - was perfectly coiffed and accompanied with a neatly trimmed beard.
You could tell he was striving for casualness but there remained a tension in the way he sat, a restlessness you could sense in your gut - as if he preferred to pace and prowl the room while he waited. He exuded sophistication - but there was an air of rugged charm which added to his already distinguished features.
One broad palm cradled a tumbler full of brown liquor. He swirled the drink close to the rim, allowed it to settle and then raised it to his perfectly pink lips. You paused mid-stride, drinking him in. His eyes snapped up, meeting yours and the air cracked with a magnetic pull.
Unbeknownst to you, David had already spotted you outside, bathed in the early evening light, a vision in your sweater dress that clung to your curves in all the right places. He couldn’t believe his luck.
David’s intense gaze held for a moment before he lowered his, dragging along the curves of your dress. His lips twitched in a smile at the hint of skin between the hemline of your dress and the thigh highs that you wore.
You felt desire shoot down your belly, creating a warm pool between your thighs. The smoldering look in his green eyes caused your nipples to harden and pucker against the fabric, eager to show off for him, already seeking his touch. The tip of his tongue emerged to dance along his bottom lip. For a moment, you imagine what it must be like to sink your hands into his beard as you kiss him.
Pictures did not do him justice. He was without a doubt, the most fucking handsome man you had ever had the pleasure of looking at. You take in the width of his broad shoulders, down his chest. You finally continue your journey until you are standing face to face with him.
You get a whiff of spice from his aftershave. Your blood fizzes in response and your pussy is now throbbing in tandem with your heartbeat. More slickness gathers between your thighs and you know he would be pleased when he found out you weren’t wearing any underwear.
He shifted in his seat, causing you to smile. The two of you had not even touched, but you could already tell that he was growing hard, the bulge straining against the zipper of his pants. You ached to have him fill you, fucking you hard as your pussy milked him for all that he was worth.
Pleasantries are exchanged and as you sit next to him, you order a shot of tequila with a lime. David watched you with intense fascination as you slammed the shot back. You bit into the lime, sucking out every last drop of citrus, igniting an electric shock that sent shivers down David’s spine and right to his aching cock.
The night continued over a shared bottle of red wine as you each shared stories about work and life. David mentioned he was planning on attending an upcoming exclusive retreat at Andy’s high-tech hotel, located in the snowiest reaches of Iceland.
But as the evening deepened, so did the connection between the two of you. The chemistry was undeniable, and it only grew as the two of you shared more personal tales, vulnerabilities laid bare.
When the idea of dessert was floated to the two of you by the bartender, you took the opportunity to reach for David’s thigh.
“I am not hungry for dessert.” You felt as if you were almost vibrating with desire.
David’s fingers traced a path along your hand, causing your breath to hitch. “There is something about you that I can’t resist.”
You gave him a victorious smile. You changed to standing and planted yourself in between his legs. You leaned to his ear.
“Finish your drink and pay the man.” You finished with a nip to his ear causing David to groan.
The pupils of his eyes are dilated and you are pleased as punch watching him swallow the remainder of his drink before slamming the glass along the bartop. He reached for his wallet and dropped a hundred dollar bill. “Keep the change.”
Finally, you found yourselves beneath the canopy of bar, waiting for an Uber to arrive. David pulled you close, his lips finding yours in a fiery, passionate kiss. You let out a moan as his tongue licked hotly into your mouth. The world around you both faded away as the two of you surrendered to the intensity of the attraction.
The kiss deepened, and the sparks that had been building all night ignited into a passionate, all-consuming flame.
FIN.
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#a murder at the end of the world#murder at the end of the world#a murder at the end of the world fanfic#david alvarez#david alvarez imagine#david alvarez smut#david alvarez fanfic#david alvarez x reader#david alvarez x you#david alvarez and reader#raul esparza#raul esparza fanfic#raul esparza fanfiction
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Sketches of some cool peeps 🌟
#sketchbook art#sketchbook doodles#depeche mode#new wave#bastille fanart#artists on tumblr#dave gahan#bastille dan#depeche mode fanart#darby hart#emma corrin#murder at the end of the world#ethel cain
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I am finishing Murder at the End of the World and it's great, but you know what would have made it better?
Lee and Darby kissing and running off together to raise Zoomer in peace.
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