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babyleostuff · 10 days

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passenger princess(es)

𝜗𝜚 fluff, established relationship 𝜗𝜚 idol!seungcheol x fem!reader 𝜗𝜚 wc: 894

・ ❥ ・ there is nothing that could stop cheol from taking care of his passenger princess(es)

„hey baby, can you pass me the water bottle?” seungcheol let go of the wheel, so he could grab the bottle from you, not tearing his eyes from the road for a second.

cheol was a great driver, excellent even in his humble opinion - he has never gotten a ticket in his life, and people told him on multiple occasions how safe they felt with him behind the wheel. he was also very much aware of how hot he looked driving, something he often used against you. with the sleeves of his black shirt rolled up (which accentuated his yummy biceps even more), the expensive watch around his wrist and, for dessert, his other hand resting on your thigh - you had no other way out than to totally thirst over your unfairly sexy boyfriend.

there were times when you found yourself staring at him with no shame, he was that hot. not that seungcheol cared, if he did he wouldn’t flex his biceps on purpose while grabbing the wheel.

but while he was (obviously) very careful while driving, it seemed that his protective instincts kicked in on a higher level when you were sitting next to him.

that’s why when you didn’t answer him, or gave him the bottle, he made sure to grab the wheel with both of his hands before throwing a glance at you.

„my love, did you h-,” words stuck in his throat when he saw your closed eyes and your head resting against the window. cheol knew that sooner or later you would fall asleep anyway, no matter how hard you insisted on not sleeping. “i want to keep you company,” you pouted angrily, and grabbed the AUX, “don’t want you to feel lonely.” it was on the tip of cheol's tongue that there was no chance he would feel lonely, even if you were sleeping. not to mention your little white fluff ball in the backseat that always kept him company.

„you see, told you mommy would fall asleep,” he laughed, looking at your precious baby in the rearview mirror. kkuma seemed to have the best time looking at the passing cars, barking at some of them, and wagging her tail at others.

seungcheol sighed with a smile, as he grabbed your hand that was resting on your tummy. „ah, what am i going to do with you, my silly girls.”

to be honest - he couldn't have been more content. you spent the whole day together on the beach, with kkuma running into the waves (she ended up looking like a wet mop), eating food from the seaside food stalls, walking along the shore, and finally ending the day with a swim together. days off were the best.

suddenly, his daydream was cut short when he felt you shiver. cheol wouldn’t have been that worried (you sometimes got those shivers in your sleep, which he always found really cute), but you grabbed his hand tighter, as if you were searching for more body heat. he frowned as he ran his hand over your arm, feeling the goosebumps on your skin.

„why didn’t you just tell me you were cold,” he muttered, half annoyed, and half worried. your hair was still wet, and your clothes damp after you put them over your swimsuit, so if the AC was too low you could get sick - something seungcheol wouldn’t let happen, even if it meant he’d have to fight the illness himself.

fortunately, there was a gas station a few kilometers away.

he parked right next to a small field of grass so he could also let kkuma out for a moment, and opened the trunk in search of a blanket he could cover you with. cheol also found his sweater and decided that two layers wouldn’t hurt.

to avoid any neck or back cramps, seungcheol gently repositioned you in your seat so as not to wake you up, but still let you sleep peacefully without straining any muscles. technically he could just turn the heating on, but he just let you freeze for the past god knows how many minutes - he had to bundle you up. „my pretty girl,” he stroked your cheek, leaning in to kiss your nose, before covering you with the sweater.

„c-cheollie?” you suddenly mumbled, and raised your hand to rub your eyes. your boyfriend couldn’t help but laugh at your slightly confused expression.

„i pulled over, baby,” he said softly. „you were sleeping and you were clearly freezing, which by the way, please let me know next time if you're cold, so i stopped to cover you up.”

you looked at him with big, sleepy eyes like you were still trying to figure out which planet you were on - you were clearly still too tired to understand. „’s okay, go back to sleep.”

some people were afraid of sleeping in cars, after all, there were so many situations that could lead to a catastrophe - what if the driver fell asleep or did not notice the approaching vehicle?

but you were not scared at all, not in the slightest. if you had to pick one person on earth that made you feel the safest, you’d pick choi seungcheol without a hesitation. in a car or not - you knew he’d protect you no matter what.

that's why, without thinking, you nodded and closed your eyes, falling back asleep.

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kentosblkgf · 10 months

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Miguel O'hara W/ camgirl!gf

Cw: mentioned masturbation, heavy overstimulation, clit slapping, size kink, and consensual recording. Pls let me know if i missed anything<333.

Miguel never saw a problem with what you did for work. Being the boyfriend of a camgirl had its perks, he thought it was great that you could work from home while he was away all the time, while always finding ways to pleasure yourself. He was all about you. You were the only thing he thought about when he went to work and while he was at work, doing tough missions. Guess what he thought about? You.

Being away from you wasn’t something he enjoyed at all. Miguel had become clingy when you two first started dating. Always wanting to be around you, provided him a different level of comfort he never thought he would know. You are just so perfect for him that he couldn’t even put the words flowing through his head in a proper sentence. He was truly lovesick. Miguel would do anything for you because he adored you. Even giving you gifts for your little cam shows.

His personal favorite was the dildo that he got molded of his cock. The shape, color, and size all matched him. He loved watching you use it on yourself, it was like a little reward for when he was away from home.

He is so in love with you it is ridiculous, so when you asked him to help you film a video… why would he say no to his precious girlfriend? “Miguel please”

Whimpering was all he could hear, you trying to push back onto his fingers.

“Hush baby, be patient.”

“How can I when you’re being so mean to me?” You pout so beautifully. Miguel made you so wet, just the slightest touch to your clit and you were already dripping gallons.

You had your ass in the air right in his smug face. His fingers slapping at your clit causing you to lose your arch.

“M’not mean baby, don’t act out just because the camera is on. Be good for me.”

You were about to cum, his words just being enough. So rugged and breathy, his deep voice not helping at all.

Miguel is finally giving you what you want, rubbing tight circles on your cunt, but you were greedy and needed more than what he was giving you.

“Miguel please, more.”

You whined.

“Todo lo que haces es rogar." (All you do is beg.)

Miguel has had enough of you being a whiny annoying brat. So he’ll give you what you want like he always does, maybe that’s why you’re so spoiled now. Practically throwing a fit while he was fingers deep inside of you.

“¿Has terminado? ¿Quieres más? Te daré más.”( Are you done? You want more? I’ll give you more.)

Without pressing on further, Miguel rises to his knees pushing down on your back and pulling at your hair so that your head is risen higher.

“Look at yourself.”

Jerking your head closer to the camera that reflected the smutty scene. You both looked so good together, him pressing against you with his wide shoulders and those bleeding red eyes.

Truth be told. You couldn’t handle him at all, he was too much for you. Too big, Too thick, just too… Miguel.

But Jesus fuck did he need to hurry it up.

It’s as if Miguel could hear your thoughts because he wasted no time, taking his cock in his hand and rubbing it against your cunt. You could feel how warm he was against you practically already feeling him inside you. You were never able to fully take Miguel's size without a huge amount of prepping, but you were rushing him to fuck you.

He's sliding his other hand that was not busy rubbing his cock against your cunt against your sensitive clit. Rubbing soft circles watching your reaction in the camera lens.

"You gonna take it?"

It sounded like he was mocking you, he most definitely was.

"Promise."

That promise was all he needed to hear before he slowly pushed his aching tip inside of you. It was an angry red color, leaking heaps of precum as soon as he had pushed inside.

You already felt so full, but you didn't want to let Miguel down. You promised you could take him, take all of him.

"Deeper."

Since when was his girl so demanding, you promised him you could take it, and who is he to doubt you? If you say you can then he'll give you everything he has to give. He pushes his hip forward pressing your ass to his hips. He's so deep inside of you, that you can feel him in your throat.

"Mig- oh fuck wait."

"Don't be a liar baby."

letting out small thrusts between each word. Hushing you with his words. The time felt like it slowed as you felt his thick cock dragging against your walls. Miguel was unnecessarily big, he had always been tough for you to take. It was even harder now that you had minimal prep you could feel his tip hitting deep inside of you.

Your heavy moans were echoing throughout the room combined with his breathy grunts. You were just so wet, the 'shlick' of your cunt dragging against him was the loudest thing in the room.

Miguel's hands were on your waist pushing you back against him, trying to make you take him deeper if that was even possible. His thrusts were starting to become harsher and harsher with every push and pull of your hips.

He loved to look at you like this, slutted out and stuffed with cock that was too big for you to even handle. You took him like a champ so why would he complain? That's just not what he wanted. He wanted you crying and trying to run from the onslaught of his thrusts. He wanted you shaking and crying beneath him, begging him to ease up maybe even try the slow him down yourself by placing your hands on his stomach trying to push him away.

He would get what he wanted regardless. Let me show you.

Miguel's grip on you tightens as he pulls out of you. You're already whining as you feel empty without him inside of you.

"Hush baby." His voice was so thick with want.

He's tossing you onto your back placing his hands on your thick thighs and pushing his thumbs into the little crevice behind your knee. Pushing your legs so far back your knees reach eye level on the sides of your head before you can even blink.

"Hold your legs." Fuck.

He had put you in a mating press. One of the most dangerous positions between you two. You already knew what was coming.

"Mig- hold on. let me breathe.." you whisper to him, this position always had you in tears.

"No baby, how about you hold up your end of the deal," he says as he slowly starts pushing into you again.

"Better keep that promise."

Miguel is already bottoming out inside of you before you can even respond with an attitude. His thrusts are heavy and mean just like him. Slamming and torturing the back of your thighs.

You can feel him deep inside of you, deeper than he was before. You were so tight and warm. He could feel you tightening around him. gripping onto him so tightly he can feel every pulse of your wet cunt.

"C'mon, baby."

he whispers into your ear as his hand rake along the sides of your thighs and tease your tits before resting on your throat, tightening his palm around it. Just enough to put you in a slight daze.

Your head tossed back letting out breathy moans as he kissed your neck. God, you looked so perfect like this. Taking his cock so well.

He's pushing into you roughly, your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

"So good.."

It sounds like you are whining.

"You're fucking me so good."

Your cunt is clenching around him so fucking tightly as if you didn't want him to pull out of you at all. Your hearing is going blank just like your vision. Seeing white dots cloud your vision as your stomach starts tightening.

He's fucking you into the bed harshly over and over again, his mind just focusing on you.

"Open your eyes."

You're trying your hardest to obey him but the way he is hitting inside of you just right is knocking the breathe out of your lungs.

You need a moment of respite to just be able to breathe.

"Mig- uh.. wait." Why should he wait when you could give him what he wanted?

"Open." His voice was loud and demanding.

His thrusts are getting deeper… Harsher with each word. Like he's trying to get you not to do what he is asking of you.

You force your eyes open, tears dripping down your face, fuck do you look so pretty to him. Your pretty pussy speaking so loudly to him. You're going to cum soon. He can feel it with the way you're gripping his arms, leaving the engravings of your fingernails on his tan skin.

His hand moves up to raise your head closer to his face, bringing you into a kiss, licking at your lower lip, tugging and pulling at it with his teeth. He's moaning heavily into your mouth.

The kiss drew you in just enough or you to cum. You're wriggling against him trying to tug your face away from his. Miguel's hand grips onto your face tighter whimpering into your mouth.

"Cum baby."

He's pleading for you to cum.

So you do. Letting go of the tight grip you had on him. Your legs straightened out, pushing against his chest. You're shaking as you gush around him, your body squeezing shut altogether. Can't do anything but let out open-mouthed silent moans as you can't find it in yourself to open your vocal cords and let out any audible noise. Fuck do you look good trying to get away from him only after one orgasm.

Maybe now is not the best time to be asking you questions as you seem to not be in the same universe as him. Miguel smacks your face lighting trying to bring you back down from an incredible high.

"Come back to me, c'mon."

He's waiting patiently still deep inside of you, keeping himself from moving.

"M'gonna move okay?"

You shakily nod your head agreeing with anything he is saying right now.

He pulls out of you slowly, trying not to disturb your moment of clarity.

"Where's your toy baby?" He's getting up and opening the drawers looking for his favorite toy of yours.

You don't answer him as you roll over and check the camera. No blinking red light.

This cannot be fucking happening… You didn't even click record.

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chrisevansonly · 8 months

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𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 | 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜

ʚ charles leclerc x female reader

ʚ charles gets the one call he never wanted to get, and despite your worries about his precious pista, he doesn’t care about the car. just you.

ʚ angst, description of injuries (minor), mentions of blood, panic attacks, violence (minor), tears and lots of soft charles

ʚ okay idk why i thought of this idea, but i have and here we are, i know people have been asking for angst, this idk if it qualifies as the angst you’re all looking for but I will work on some other ideas too:)

Time was frozen as you sat in the driver’s seat of what once looked like a Ferrari 488 Pista. Only now you could make out the back of the car, the front of it might as well be in a what not to do when you drive a luxury vehicle catalogue. Your head was ringing and your chest pounding as adrenaline and anxiety pumped through your veins, as much as you’d started to feel pain in a multitude of places, your brain was thinking of only one thing;

Charles is going to be so mad.

To make matters worse, the man who had hit you was now cursing through the tinted window, claiming the accident to be all your fault. Deciding to think about Charles’s potential anger later you picked your phone up and called his number.

Thankfully it didn’t take long,

“Hi baby, are you on your way back”

A pause

“Um…I-I got in an accident Char…”

The line was silent before he spoke up, panic laced in his voice.

“Qu'entendez-vous par ‘accident?’ Qu'est-ce qui s'est passé? Où es-tu, es-tu gravement blesse.”

“Charles, english please my head hurts so bad.”

Normally you’d be able to hold an entire conversation with him in French, but right now it was just too much.

“I’m sorry, where are you baby? Are you hurt bad?”

Sniffling softly, you hummed

“I am down by the marina; my head really hurts. The man who hit me…he-he is yelling loudly at me…can you-oh Charles your poor car….”

“No, don’t even worry about my car baby, you matter more to me, I can’t replace you, but I can replace the car. I’ll be there in ten minutes, keep the doors locked, don’t get out.”

You nodded, only then realizing he couldn’t see you.

“Yes, okay, I’ll wait here…please hurry”

“I will chérie, I promise.”

Just like he’d said, a familiar black Alfa Romeo pulled up next to the crash site, Charles quick to get out and come towards the driver’s side door, only to see the man banging at the window.

“Hey, can you step away from my car?”

The man turned to look at Charles

“Cette stupide salope a détruit ma voiture!”

“Je vous le redemande, éloignez-vous de ma voiture”

It was getting harder for Charles to reign in his anger, quickly pushing the man back, giving him a look that at this point in the evening, had him backing away, finally allowing Charles to open the door and see you

“Hey..hey.. I’m here, its okay?”

Charles swore his heart broke as you looked at him with teary eyes, a bruise above your eyebrow, but thankfully you appeared alright otherwise.

“I-I’m so sorry about your car Charlie, he just-he came out of nowhere, and I-I couldn’t-I am so so sorry!”

Holding back the sobs was almost impossible at this point, but Charles was quick to undo your seatbelt, helping you turn towards the door and put your feet on the ground. Once he had you turned toward him, he brought his hands up to hold your face, his thumbs swiping your cheeks.

“My love, listen to me, you are my main priority, you are the love of my life, and this car is just mental and parts, all which can be fixed, but you cannot, and I cannot have another one of you, ever okay?”

Sniffling you nodded

“Okay…”

In the distance you could heard the sirens coming your way, knowing you’d be going to the hospital, it was a given but for now you really just needed Charles, and he wasn’t going anywhere, that was for sure.

“Are you hurting badly baby?”

“No, just my head…can you help me up?”

Your boyfriend nodded, holding onto your arms gently as he helped you stand up, before bringing you into his chest, your arms wrapping around him, as he did the same to you.

“I am so glad you’re okay, you have no idea how worried I was…we’ll get you to the hospital and then i’m not leaving your side”

“Promise you won’t?”

Charles smiled as he saw your pinky finger come up, quickly linking his in a pink promise, a tradition you’d both been doing since your third date.

“I promise, i’m not going anywhere”

As the sirens got closer, you leaned further into Charles, knowing no matter what happened, he’d be by your side for as long as you needed him, he’d be there. It didn’t matter if he had a race, media or social events to attend, for you he’d drop them in a heart beat over and over again.

Because he never wanted to get that kind of phone call again.

translations:

-Qu'entendez-vous par ‘accident?’ Qu'est-ce qui s'est passé? Où es-tu, es-tu gravement blesse : What do you mean by 'accident?' What happened? Where are you, are you seriously injured?

-Cette stupide salope a détruit ma voiture!: This stupid bitch destroyed my car!

-Je vous le redemande, éloignez-vous de ma voiture: I'm asking you again, get away from my car

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cntloup · 3 months

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18+ MDNI König x Fem!Reader

He barely gets out of his gear when he returns home, so desperate, so needy for his precious bunny, his mind clouded with thoughts of you the whole way back from deployment.

As soon as his eyes land on you, he lifts you up and props you on his shoulder and walks straight to the bedroom.

He tells you to just lie back and look pretty for him and you obey like a good girl, so pliant and obedient for him.

You start drooling at the sight of him, rubbing your thighs together as the heat pooling up between your legs starts to get almost unbearable, your pussy soaked in your slick, desperately weeping for his cock.

His mask and uniform are still on while he spreads your legs, revealing your glistening pussy to him, "So schön, mein Liebling." he coos, unbuckling his belt and taking his throbbing cock out.

He lines himself up between your legs, too desperate and needy to prep you.

His leaking tip teasingly rubs along your folds as your body trembles with anticipation.

He eases himself into you. Your mouth forms an o shape and a gasped-out moan falls out at the wide stretch of your unprepped walls.

His body shivers at the feeling of your warm walls finally engulfing his needy cock, "So süß!" he grunts out.

He positions you into mating press, his full body weight pressed against you so you can’t move an inch, fully locked in beneath him, strong muscular arms keeping your legs wide open for him.

He starts moving without letting you adjust, making you gasp and whine in pain which soon begins to subside as the pleasure takes over.

Your soaking wet pussy is crammed with his fat cock and you let out a loud moan at the aching pleasure.

He slides in and out of your tight hole at a punishing pace, ramming his girthy shaft into your needy cunt.

You mewl and whimper desperately beneath him, tightly grasping his shoulder, nails digging into the flesh through the cloth.

His tip strokes your cervix with each harsh thrust, pubic hair tickling your clit and hefty balls slamming against your ass.

Tears prickle the corner of your eyes, “Ahh, yes, yess, Kö! F-feels so good, baby!” you moan out as he hits that sweet spot deep inside you repeatedly.

“That’s right, Schatz! So verdammt eng!” He pants and grunts into your ear as he fucks you into the mattress, his breath hot on your neck.

You look at his masked face through your fluttering watery lashes as he splits you open on his fat cock, his blue eyes darkened with lust.

"Du bist so schön, mein Engel." he grunts out and your sensitive walls flutter around his length.

“Du magst es, Baby!” he chuckles at how responsive your pussy is to him.

Your high-pitched moans drift into the air, turning into hiccupped breathy whimpers after a while as he knocks the air out of your lungs, and mix with his low growls and the sound of slick and your pussy squelching.

He moans in sheer pleasure when your pulsating walls tighten around him, “Komm für mich, Liebling.” he whispers in your neck, chest heaving against yours, his uniform rubbing on your sensitive perky nipples.

Your mind goes numb and your eyes roll to the back of your head at the sweet sensation of his thick veiny cock dragging along your sensitive walls as he brings you to a state of pure euphoria.

Your mouth hangs open in a silent cry, your legs shaking. Your seeping puffy pussy clenches tightly around his meaty cock, milking him dry as he reaches his own high and a deep groan leaves his mouth as you both cum at the same time.

He spills his seed inside your womb, pumping into you a few more times, making you whine at the overstimulation, "Sorry, Schatz! Not gonna waste even a drop!"

You're both panting heavily, coming down from your highs. He lifts up the mask and kisses your lips so lovingly as if he didn’t just fucking destroy you.

“Ich liebe dich.” he whispers against your lips, “Ich liebe dich auch, Kö.” you reply with a content smile, still lost in a haze.

A/N: please excuse my broken German :')

comments/reblogs are greatly appreciated ♥

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goldenamaranthe-blog · 2 months

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Apple Seed 16: Baby of Mine

-Baby Cries Echo Through the Hotel-

Lucifer: (slowly getting more and more excited) B-Baby. Baby. Th-That's a baby! Ha-HA!!! The baby's here! (sprints up the staircase)

Hazbins: (all exchange glances and speed after Lucifer)

Lucifer: (reaches the door and starts clawing at it like a puppy) Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in?

Carmilla: (opens the door while blocking the way) Quiet! The mother is resting.

Lucifer: (tippy taps his feet impatiently) Mmmmmm!

Carmilla: (rolls her eyes and moves just enough to let Lucifer slide through)

Lucifer: (gasp squeals and scrambles into the room, whispering excitedly) Charlie! Vaggie! How is it? Where's the- (jaw drops as tears spring to his eyes)

Vaggie: (silently crying as she half sits, half lays, on the bed, propping herself up on her elbow as she kisses Charlie's head then the baby's head while stroking the baby's back, being mindful of the slightly lavender colored spots on the shoulder blades that looked like a place for wings to sprout in the future)

(whispering) Lo lograste, mi amor. Lo hiciste. Él es perfecto.

Baby: (fussing slightly against Charlie's chest, and black horns start pushing up from the hairline. They have Vaggie's white-silver hair, curved nose, off grey skin that looks like a mix of both Charlie's and Vaggie's, little white marks accent underneath their eyelashes, little fairy feathered - red hooves that matched Charlie's, and purple circles stand out on their chubby cheeks.)

Charlie: (flushed, sweaty, and crying as she holds the baby to her bare chest and sings) Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart. Never to part, baby of mine~

Baby: (horns retreat as they calm down and nestles into Charlie's breast)

Lucifer: (trying so hard not to burst out into a loud wail of a cry at the moment) H-Hey, kiddo. How do you feel?

Charlie: (looks at Lucifer tiredly) Exhausted, ha, but worth it. (nods to the baby) Come say "hello" to your grandson.

Lucifer: (excitedly tippy-taps over and looks at the baby with a coo) Hey, little duckie.... Oh, he's so precious! Look at his little hoofsies! (Tickles the baby's little feathered hooves) They'll harden up in the next week or so. And are those spots fow his wings to show up?! Gee, he really is a perfect mix of both of you! Have you thought of a name? I think Charles would be perfect. Little CJ!

Vaggie: I got shot down with that one already, Sir. (smiling down at the baby as she brushes her finger along his cheek) We decided on Samael.

Lucifer: (eyes widen in shock at his old name from Heaven) S-S-S... A-Are you....

Vaggie: Don't worry, Sir. We're calling him Sammy for short. Samael -Sammy- Lucifer Morningstar.

Baby Sammy: (gives a little, sleepy, gummy smile at his name with a coo)

Lucifer: I-I need a moment! (rushes out the door and immediately wails tears of joy) OOOOOOH-HO-HO-HOOOOOOOOOOOH!!! HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL, EVERYONE!!!!

Hazbins: (sounds of party poppers, bombs exploding and spreading blue smoke everywhere, and kazoos going off fill the room from the hallway) CONGRATULATIONS!!!!

Special Thanks to my friend Sevi for making me this adorable art piece of Sammy!

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thef1diary · 1 month

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2k thot 🫣 voice kink w Pierre, just loving it whenever he speaks French even if you don’t know what he’s saying. Make it as spicy you want 🙃

Keep Talking | P. Gasly

warnings: 18+ smut, doggy (it’s Pierre okay 🫣), slight choking, and obvs voice kink

wc: 800+

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You found yourself on all fours, your body arched in ecstasy as Pierre's firm hands gripped your hips. Each thrust sends a jolt of pleasure coursing through you, igniting a fire that consumes every inch of your being.

His fingers dance with precision tracing tantalizing circles around your swollen clit, each touch sending ripples of pleasure through you. But amidst the intoxicating symphony of sensations, it's Pierre's voice that truly sets you ablaze. It's not just the words he speaks, but the language he speaks in, his mother tongue.

"Tu es tellement belle, mon amour," he breathes next to your ear, his voice a velvety whisper that sends shivers down your spine.

You whimper in response, your body trembling underneath his as his words wash over you like a tidal wave of passion. Each syllable, spoken in his native French, is a seductive invitation to lose yourself in the depths of pleasure.

"Tu vas si bien pour moi," he murmurs, the intensity in his voice igniting a firestorm of desire within you.

Each whispered word, each guttural moan, reverberates through you like a melody, his voice a siren's call luring you to the edge of oblivion.

"You're squeezing me so tight, baby, missed me that much, huh?" He asked, switching languages so you can understand and give him an answer.

You whimper and clench involuntarily at his words, biting your lip as he speeds up his thrusts. His fingers slip away from your clit and you almost whine at the loss of pleasure but those fingers quickly wrap around your throat. With his lips grazing your ear, he whispers, "réponds-moi."

"Oui, please, please, Pierre, I missed you so much," you rush out in one breath before another wave of pleasure brings you closer to the edge.

His lips brush tenderly against the side of your head, and you can sense the curve of his smile before he mutters, "that's my good girl."

You make a concerted effort to stifle your own cries and whimpers as his fingers return to your clit, pinching and circling in time with his thrusts. You wanted to focus solely on the intoxicating sound of his voice. Each low groan that escapes his lips, every ragged breath he takes above you, becomes a precious melody that you yearn to etch into the depths of your memory.

Every time he mumbles anything, you clench around his cock, earning a breathless chuckle from him. His amusement is palpable as he realizes the effect his voice has on you, a knowing smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

"Do you like it when I tell you how good you feel around me?" he questions, his voice husky with desire. His fingers trail lightly along the curve of your spine, sending a shiver of anticipation throughout your body.

With a soft whimper, you nod, unable to form coherent words as his voice weaves a spell around you, drawing you deeper into the throes of passion.

"Or," he murmurs softly into your ear, his words a tender caress against your skin, as if he's sharing a precious secret. "I think you love tout about my voice."

You inhale sharply at the sensation of his warm breath against your ear, a shiver running down your spine as his words sink in. The intimacy of his tone sends a rush of desire coursing through you, threatening to consume you whole.

"Is that what it is, mon amour?" He continues, his voice barely above a whisper, laden with a mixture of amusement and desire.

You can't help but nod, unable to find the words to express the overwhelming rush of emotions welling up inside you. It's not just the sound of his voice that enthralls you, but the way it makes you feel — cherished, desired, and utterly adored.

You arch into him, grinding your ass against him as he slips in and out of you. You reach your hand behind you, placing your palm on the nape of his neck, bringing him closer.

"Please," you gasp, your voice a desperate plea as waves of pleasure wash over you, threatening to engulf your senses entirely.

Your eyes flutter shut, your head falling forwards in ecstasy as you struggle to form coherent words amidst the overwhelming sensation.

"Don't... don't stop talking," you manage to grit out, your voice trembling with need. Each syllable is a struggle, torn from your lips as if by sheer force of will. But the urgency in your tone is unmistakable, a fervent plea for him to continue, to keep the intoxicating stream of words flowing.

As his voice washes over you like a soothing balm, you feel yourself teetering on the edge of oblivion, lost in a haze of pleasure that threatens to consume you whole. And in that moment, all you can do is surrender to the overwhelming tide, clinging to his every word like a lifeline in the storm of sensation.

So you do surrender to the overwhelming sensation, allowing yourself to be consumed by the raw intensity of his voice, knowing that in its embrace lies a sanctuary where time stands still, and all that exists is the intoxicating symphony of your shared desire.

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boyfhee · 10 months

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HEESEUNG BF HEADCANONS

g fluff w kissing if that counts fem reader wc 1.1k note based on my relationship with heeseung ( i have never seen him irl ) requested

the e in lee heeseung stands for excellent boyfriend and there are five es in his name

he's shy, he's adorable, he's flirty— basically all in one package

like catch him blushing at every little act of physical affection because he just!!! loves!!! you!!! so!!! much!!!

MILESTONES, milestones are important to him. he remembers the first kiss and the first date, the day he said 'i love you' for the first time and vice versa

you will never not hear from him because he texts you all the time, at any time of the day. he could be the busiest person on the planet and would still make time to text you or call you

“this picture reminds me of you,” “i thought you had a stage rn?” you'd text back. “i have in five, but i wanted to send that to you”

the managers are done with him but they can't help it either, you two are just adorable

has the best hugs :( literally wraps his arms around you as soon as he sees you. like he sees you and his mind goes. MUST HUG!!!!

has a really bad habit of pinning you against anything

it's mostly the closest wall that you find yourself pinned against with him just a few inches away, but if you're in the kitchen, he'll pin you against the counter. walk into a room? you're pinned against the door. relaxing on a couch? he's on top of you, caging you between his arms while pinning you down

it's because he likes having you close to him but also loves to see the effect he has on you, the way he can get you flustered in a matter of minutes— even seconds, and the way you pretend to be annoyed— it makes you even more irresistible

talking about annoyance and anger...he has another bad habit, which is to kiss you whenever you're angry

yeah no, he does respect your boundaries and is so down to listen to the reasoning behind your anger, but catch him scooting closer to you minute by minute, close until he can't get any closer, and he kisses you until your anger has disappeared

while we're on the topic of kisses, i'd like to introduce you to the concept of : neck kisses with heeseung 🙏

YEAH NO his lips always, always, trail down your neck and collarbones whenever you two are close, especially while cuddling together

mostly because he loves to see you all shy :< but also because he just loves your reactions when he's kissing your neck

WHISPERS SWEET NOTHINGS AND I LOVE YOUS BETWEEN KISSES it's one of the many things that make him feel even closer to you than he already is

soft whispers of compliments and endearments against your lips during slow and lazy make outs, sweet kisses against your cheeks and neck while he calls your his pretty girl, the way his fingers tuck a few strands of hair behind your ear while he looks at you like you're the most precious thing in the entire world— they're a few things from a long list of reasons why you fall for him every single day, all over again

calls you 'love' and it's the sweetest thing ever, he says it like it's your name, as if the word came into existence because of you, and before you, it was just meaningless

but also calls you baby, especially when he's trying to get your attention

“love, come here, please” “are you ignoring me, love?” “baby, please,”

yeah, that is the process, and you're usually in his arms by the third try. he just knows what you want a little too well

LOVES it when you're laying with your head on his lap and let him play with your hair while he also peppers your face with kisses in between. will tell you to do the same as 'payback' but actually, he enjoys it when you play with his hair

i think heeseung is very good with words, so catch him reciting essays for you even when you least expect it, but it's mostly before bed

he just wants you to know how much you mean to him, and how you're singlehandedly the most important person in his life. he wants you to know that you're loved, in case he isn't able to show it well :(

LATE NIGHT DATES he's always down for some three am escapades to the nearest stores and parks, just something about sauntering on empty streets with his hands intertwined with yours makes him feel at home

but if you aren't able to sleep and date is not on the list of things to do. . .catch him making a midnight snack for you!!!!!!! like you just have to say the word and he's be in the kitchen, whipping up something for you really quick

loves it when you watch him cook, he loves to watch you cook as well. he prefers to have you sit on the counter while he's cooking because it makes it easier for him to steal a few kisses here and there

loves it even more to see you enjoy what he cooked for you, catch him getting shy every time you compliment his cooking. it's not all that, you know it's not really much, but it's more than enough for you, and he wants nothing else

plans the best dates!!!! from fancy dinner at a restaurant to stay-home dates comprising of movies and doing chores— yes doing chores together feels like a date to him

he just likes to do the simplest of things with you, whether it is doing the dishes or washing or laundry, or just cleaning up and rearranging the rooms. he likes to be a part of every little thing in your life, he likes it when you're a part of his daily routine, it tells him that you're here to stay

HE'S SUCH A TEASE THOUGH like there's this playful side to him behind all that cuteness i mean?? his favourite thing to do is interrupt you with short kisses whenever you're talking to him, but he also does it when you're on phone with someone

OH AND he loves getting presents for you, most of the times it's something he makes. like one time you complained about not being able to find a good ringtone and my guy PRODUCED one for you he's asking to be proposed at this point

ratings : ⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆ 10/10 bf, would recommend

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fairlyang · 5 months

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Para mi 🕷️

miguel wanting you to cum over and over again

w/c: 973

pairing: miguel o’hara x latina!reader

tags: 18+ smut. just a lil thought I had! porn no plot. overstimulation, fingering, praise, aftercare.

"Dame otra mami, tu puedes." Miguel murmured while he pumped three fingers into your poor fucked out cunt. (Give me another, you can do it)

You whimpered and closed your eyes shut, your body feeling so overwhelmed after already having three back to back orgasms. "Hazlo para mi, amor." He whispered making you moan and smile. (Do it for me, love)

He had wanted you to cum over and over him like usual, but this time he wanted to see if you could beat your highest score of three.

Not too much but only because he loved teasing you and edging you way before you get to cum for the first time.

Along with the amount of begging he wants to hear from you, every single time. He just couldn't help but want to hear your little pleads and the way your lips would form into a little pout with the most precious little doe eyes.

It was one of his favorite sights but right next to that were the lovely sounds that came out of your pretty mouth when he'd tease you while you were in the middle of pleading for him to let you cum.

All the little cries and moans always drove him insane. He swore he could cum just from hearing your moans while he ate you out or while he watched you ride him.

Just like he was so close to the edge right now while he was between your trembling legs as he fingered you and kissed along your thighs.

Your hands were gripping on his curls, not sure if you wanted him to stay put or push him away but it was definitely starting to feel overwhelming now as you had barely came for the third time less than five minutes ago.

"M-Miguel- es mucho-" you choked out and tried to move your hips back but his open arm quickly pulled them down assuring you won't move. (It's too much)

"Tu puedes bebé, ya casi." He whispers looking up into your eyes. (You can do it baby, almost there)

You gasped as he went in and started sucking on your clit earning himself whimpers from you. He groaned against you and pulled away still looking you directly in the eye when he licks his lips and all your slickness that was on them.

You moaned out in pure bliss from the pleasure he was giving you but also how he never failed to drive you crazy and always managed to make your cheeks a bright red, especially in moments like these.

"Mira que bonita te ves, preciosa." He says and motions to the mirror that was behind him from when he made you ride him reverse cowgirl in front of the mirror. (Look how pretty you look, beautiful)

He wanted you to watch as you took all of him, the way he held on to you, how he slammed his hips up and started fucking you when you looked too tired.

"Miguel-" you whimpered and felt your eyes getting hazy.

He started fucking you deeper at a faster speed which left you breathless. You finally felt your orgasm getting closer and closer as he continued and whispered the sweetest things. "Siempre tan hermosa." (Always so gorgeous)

"Mi amada siempre tan perfecta." (My beloved always so perfect)

"Tan bella." (So beautiful)

You cried out and started to grind your hips when he went back down to get another taste and suck on your clit again. Your legs began shaking more and you were clenching against his fingers as your juices were slipping out and down to your asshole. "Miguel ya voy-" (I'm gonna-)

He pulled away and curled his fingers up hitting that sweet spot oh so perfectly, "Ya se mami, hazlo. Uno más para mi." He murmured and moaned watching your body's reactions. (I know, do it. One more for me)

"Mírate en el espejo nena." He says and you nod, looking at your own reflection. (Look at yourself in the mirror baby girl)

You looked at how Miguel was on his knees and how breathtaking his body was, as if sculpted by Greek gods and sent down just for you.

His fingers worked their magic on you as they always do, when you then feel your entire body shake as you suddenly cum around his fingers, Miguel slowly down making sure you ride out your high. You let out a mixture of cries and moans all while Miguel himself realized he came against the comforter of your shared bed.

You laid back and closed your eyes, trying to calm your breathing down as Miguel slipped his fingers out of you slowly and gently.

You sighed and still felt your body shake involuntarily. You felt something warm against your skin and you open your eyes to see Miguel cleaning you up with a towel. You give him a small smile which he returns as he gently cleans you up.

He was always such a sweetheart after a night like this, always took care of you and made sure you were okay. He wanted to make sure he didn't overstep even if you didn't use your safe word, just wanted to ensure you were okay.

You feel a dent on the bed right next to you and you're softly moved to the top of the bed, now not on the edge of the bed. Miguel carefully wraps his arms around you and you immediately make yourself comfortable, melting into his loving touch.

He kissed your forehead and rubbed soft slow circles along your back as you finally calmed down. "Te amo tanto amor." He whispered and you hum, yet another blush growing on your cheeks. (I love you so much love)

"Te amo mas" you whisper back and feel yourself dozing off. (I love you more)

#miguel ohara #across the spiderverse #miguel ohara x reader #miguel ohara x y/n #miguel ohara imagine #miguel o hara #miguel ohara smut #atsv miguel #miguel ohara oneshot

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kqulitz · 1 year

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nightmares

tom kaulitz x reader

summary: your boyfriend comforts you after you have a nightmare.

tags: established relationship, nightmares/night terrors, angst, emotional hurt/comfort, sleepy! tom, protective! tom, insecure! reader, talks about breaking up

lowercase intended

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tom wakes up to a rough smack against his shoulder, it jolts his body a little. he groans, grabbing your arm to hold it still. you toss over, facing away from him. tom exhales slowly, assuming he must of done something in his sleep that has woke you up as he moves to try and curl his arm around you. you roll over again, whining softly; your elbow hitting his stomach. tom let’s out a soft ‘oomph’, this time opening his eyes. “baby- was ist los mit dir?” (what’s the matter with you?) he asks, voice raspy with sleep. you don’t respond, your brows are furrowed in the early morning light. tom shakes you gently, unsure if you were asleep or not. you whine again, brows scrunching as you move your head to the side. it finally hits your boyfriend that you were having a nightmare; and so he immediately sits up.

“baby.” he mumbles, shaking you awake. you whine, finally waking up, sitting up a little. “geht es dir gut?” (are you okay?) tom asks, hand gently cradling your cheek as you calm down. “ja, mir geht es gut.” (yes, i’m okay.) you exhale softly, hugging your boyfriend tightly. tom doesn’t believe you, slowly easing you back down onto the bed. “what happened?” tom asks softly, kissing your head. “it’s nothing, tommy. don’t worry.” you sigh, squeezing him tighter to you. “du kannst mir sagen.” (you can tell me) he responds, struggling to keep his eyes open due to how tired he was. “lass es einfach, tom. es ist nicht wichtig.” (just leave it tom. it’s not important.) you yawn, lay wide awake in your boyfriend’s arm. tom hums, kissing your forehead. “if it upset you then it is important. talk to me.” he mutters, huddling closer for your warmth.

“it’s just a stupid dream… it’s not real.” you respond, kissing his neck. “please, baby? i won’t go to sleep until you do.” he jokes, trying to make you laugh a little. “it’s just… it was about us.” you sigh, running a hand over your face. tom wakes up a little, humming. “what happened?” he asks, fingers brushing against your cheek. “there was an argument, a big one- and…” you cut yourself off with a sour laugh. “it’s stupid.” your words make tom frown. “it’s not stupid. tell me what happened.” he mumbles, hand gently rubbing your arm. you let out a shaky sigh, pressing your face against tom’s neck.

“you- we were fighting- and you said you hated me, and we… ended up breaking up.” you frown, hating how your voice wavers. “oh, mein süßes mädchen… i could never hate you.” (my sweet girl) tom sighs, kissing your forehead firmly. “i know- i told you it’s stupid.” you sigh, sniffling a little. “it’s not stupid, baby.” tom sighs. he was very aware of your insecurities, whether it was due to past relationships or other anxieties, he knew of them all; he just didn’t realise how badly they were affecting you. “m’sorry- i didn’t mean to upset you-“ you start after mulling over his silence. “no- no, schatz, i’m not upset.” (honey) tom sighs, hugging you closer. you hum, it’s low and somber. “i love you, baby. i could never; ever, ever hate you, at all. you’re so precious to me.” tom tells you, kissing your forehead again. “tom..-“ you mumble, growing more and more flustered. “no, you have to hear this. i love you, i love you so much. not anyone else, just you.” tom rolls over a little, his weight pressing you to the bed. “tom..!” you whine, sighing a little.

“du bist perfekt für mich, meine liebe.” (you are perfect to me, my love.) tom yawns a little, his breath tickling your neck. “alright- alright, i get it.” you giggle, hand gently tapping his shoulder. tom smiles, humming lazily as he kisses your neck. you don’t even realise you’re smiling as tom clings onto you, his breaths slow and steady as he starts to doze off once more. your nightmare goes forgotten as you let yourself fall asleep too.

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #// 🦇 kqulitz’s writing

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konigsblog · 8 months

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could we get more with kidnapper!konig & krueger?! who would be the harshest with punishments and who would baby their sweet girl 🥺 also sex?

very clearly, krueger would be the cruelest out of your two captures. könig loves to baby his sweetheart, to cradle you in his arms and cooe at you for being stupid enough to try fight back against him. “silly thing, aren't you? you couldn't fight me off, not even if you tried..”

kidnapper!krueger will use insects and your biggest fears to his advantage to scare you into obedience. let's say, if you're scared of spiders, he won't hesitate to let it crawl all over your poor body whilst you're tied up. he isn't afraid to smack you into place, degrading you in german and cussing you out for even thinking about acting the way you had.

bruises scattering your body, it catches könig's eye. his heart almost drops as he holds your arm, turning it to the side to inspect it. “what happened, liebling?” he asks with care. you're in the bathtub, foamy and bubbly water around your body. he cooes at you when you begin to get emotional, almost scared as krueger stands in the doorway giving you a threatening gaze that puts you back into silence.

“what have you done now?” könig hisses, twisting his head around. krueger shrugs with a smirk and walks back off, downstairs or somewhere. “my dear, show me them. all of them, prinzessin...”

that night, könig slept downstairs on the uncomfortable, small mattress with you – despite how it didn't fit his size. he hushes you and soothes you to sleep, cuddling his sweet baby and kissing your cheek.

during sex, it can change. sometimes – usually – könig starts slow and quickens you, though other times he may manhandle you and choke you out, slapping and hitting you. usually, he prefers to stay slightly gentle; degrading AND praising while rutting into your sloppy slit.

krueger is silent, he grunts and groans as he slams his hips against your ass, moaning and groaning while you whimper. he isn't going to hesitate to slap you unexpectedly, applying pressure onto your throat and choking you while könig watches from afar, stroking his big cock and praising you for taking the brutal man – krueger – so well.

“bist du nicht wertvoll? du nimmst das alles einfach so gut auf, meine liebe. du liebst es, benutzt zu werden, nicht wahr?

“aren't you precious? you're just taking it all so well, my love. you love being used, don't you?”

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kissitbttr · 6 months

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omg can i ask for reader and miguel’s baby turning 1, and they celebrate the birthday, like how kylie jenner did for her precious babygirl stormi🥹 like miguel getting his precious daughter large toys, lots of performers, large bouncy houses, blasting spanish music, and cutting the cake, i really hope u see this ask🥹🥹

side note: ur like my fav tumblr fanfic writer rn, you’re so gorgeous and i hope you have a good day🩷🩷

AAA THIS IS A VERY CUTE IDEA ANONNNN

my note: i am?? *gasps* you're so sweet!! i am so honored my lovieeee!! thank you so much🥺

one thing. she has only asked miguel for one thing and he just dismissed her like that!

the two of them had previously discussed in matters of their baby girl's upcoming birthday, and she had told--no-- threatened him to keep things simple and baby-proof,

guess, she should've known that he was prone to never really listen

"you are so. dead, o'hara" she grumbles, scanning over the party decorations in their backyard. the twenty-ish big pink presents put neatly in the corner, a princess castle bouncy house, a DJ deck, and food catering?

there are already people stopping by and busying themselves at the party, she finds a couple familiar faces like peter, jess, even the kids gwen and miles.

he puts his hands up in defense, staring at her with a playful smile. "I know I know I went a little bit overboard--"

"a little?!"

"but querida, come on" he snakes his hands around her waist, tugging her closer but her eyes aren't even on him. "it's our baby girl's first birthday-- I had to give her all"

"what would a baby need a DJ deck for anyway?" she asks with a frown,

''we can set it aside and use it for a band.. i already have two ready for the party"

her jaw drops open. "a band?!"

''ay okay stop with the dramatic expressions, princesa" he chuckles, kissing her forehead.

shaking her head, she replies "you already got her two barbie houses, a pink range rover for kids, brand new stuffed animals that look like they escaped from the damn zoo, Disneyland tickets and a cinderella's carriage baby crib... you spoil her too much"

he shrugs, "like i told you... she's my baby"

"and how much have you spent for all of that, hm?"

he envelopes her hands between his, kissing the knuckles to ease her. "don't worry about that. got too much money in my bank account and I will use it to spoil the fuck out of both of you."

a light smile spreads across her face. "she wouldn't even remember half of this miggy, you know that?"

"we'll record it and everything" he shrugs, looking around the party feeling proud of his work. "I want her to have the best birthday ever. not just this but the next one and the next one and the next"

she can't help but feel her heart soften. he is so full of love every time he talks about their baby, an ultimate girl dad.

"i can't imagine what you will do for her quinceanera"

he winces at that, head shaking at the thought. "don't remind me. i want our baby girl to stay little forever"

she chuckles at that, standing on her tippy toes to kiss his chin. "what an amazing father you are, my love"

his cheeks warm at the compliment, glancing down at her to give her a grateful smile. one that speaks how glad he is to have her by his side, to call her his, to hear those words coming from her lips.

the sound of a precious giggle distracts them both, craning their heads toward the source of the sound and seeing jess holding their baby girl in her arms. dressed in a pretty pink dress with tiara on top

y/n reaches out to make grabby hands at jess. "hello pretty girl! gimme gimme" picking sofia from jess's grip, earning a cute giggle from her,

"she couldn't stop pulling at peter's hair-- your baby's got quite a grip" she mentions before walking away with a smile,

miguel snorts at that, silently patting himself on the back for what his baby had done,

cradling her closer to her chest, y/n fakes a gasp. "eso hizo, no es asi? uncle peter probably deserved it"

sofia babbles more, clapping her chubby hands at the two of them. miguel chuckles at the baby's cute antics and the way his wife talks in a baby voice,

a lucky bastard he is,

"daddy did this all for you, mamas-- aren't you happy? yeah?" she coos once more, bringing sofia closer to Miguel,

''come here pretty girl" miguel's hands move to grab her tiny body, picking her from his wife's grip. a sigh of contentment escapes from his lips. "my little princess... aren't you the prettiest baby I have ever seen, hm? you got that from your mami"

y/n eyes the interaction between the two of them, her finger moves to sofia's hand which she grips it.

"she is so fluffy.. we have a chunky baby"

miguel frowns, feigning a fake offensive look. "you calling our baby fat, mi amor?"

rolling your eyes, you scoff at him. "she's cute like this... i like it..." she gives a loud smooch on her baby's cheek making her giggle more,

miguel bobs sofia lightly in his embrace, inhaling the scent of her shampoo while keeping his eyes on y/n.

none of this was ever planned. miguel had no clue that being married and having a baby would be on his bucket list. if someone would've told him four years ago that he would eventually settle down and have a family, he would tell that person to fuck off and how crazy that idea sounds. because marriage wasn't his thing,

but now? he would kill the entire universe for his girls

"what are you thinking, papi?" she asks, head tilting in curiosity when his eyes won't move away from her,

he stays silent for a moment, pressing his cheek against sofia's head as she toys with the collar of his shirt,

"vamos a tener a otro bebe" [let's have another baby]

i hope this is okay!! xx

#miguel o'hara blurbs #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara drabbles

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gadriezmannsgirl · 15 days

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Hello 🎶 it's meeeeee 🎼

Buenas, beautiful lady. I want to request something to youuuu (obvio cause I'm in your inbox 😂)

Can you do something inspired on the new smw photoshoot Pedri did 😩🔥🩷 pretty please! Do what you want, go crazy on me 😀❤️

Señorita, you're always bienvenida in my inbox💜✨ Pedri will make me go crazy😭😭 he's so gorgeous I can't even explain how beautiful that man is, dear lord😭!

Warnings: mentions of sexy times, nothing graphic it's safe for everyone to read, Pedri being a lil confident ass, reader being head over heels for Pedri. This probably doesn't make any sense💀😭 and sorry in advance if it doesn't, it's been a while since I've written something😭

Tease -P.G8

Summary: He said he wasn't feeling confident about the shoot, the results show the opposite.

"C'mon, amor. You'll look great even if you're wearing a trash suit!"

"You say that because you're my girlfriend"

"No, I say that because I'm a woman with two eyes who know how to appreciate beauty and you, mi amor, have lots of it" Pedri rolled his eyes as you shook your head and fixed the collar of the beige suit.

"I suddenly don't want to do this" He sighs "I enjoy being more in a sweatshirt and joggers"

"I know you do and you will be in sweatshirts and joggers once again when this shoot it's done, it'll be quick"

"Not quick enough"

"What will you do when you're getting your wedding suit done?"

"Wait for you to get your wedding dress done so we can marry?" You smile at him.

"Well played" He laughed softly "But let me tell you that I actually enjoy seeing you in suits, it's not often I get to see you like that, you look incredibly handsome and more mature, like a CEO... and it makes me wanna jump all over you" You state wrapping your arms around his neck, a smirk came up to your boyfriend's face and he wrapped his arms around you.

"I don't need to be in suits for you to do that" You blush and laugh.

"True. You breathe and I'm all crazy for you, González" He laughs pecking your lips a few times.

"C'mon, let's go"

"Thought you didn't wanted to do the photoshoot right away?"

"I want to get home, my girlfriend said she wants to jump all over me, I'm never passing up those chances" He winked at you while he left the room leaving you giggly and running behind him to catch him.

"Pedri, I'll need you to act confident, move around, own the shoot" The photographer said getting ready behind his camera

"I think I can do that"

"¿Qué crees? Venga mi amor, tú puedes. Vamos, con confianza" (You think? C'mon, mi amor, you can. C'mon, confidence)

And with confidence he did it. It was only a few days later when you found yourself screaming all over your house after seeing his latest IG post.

"¿Qué pasa, preciosa? ¿Todo bien? ¿Por qué el grito?" (What's wrong, precious? Is everything okay? Why the scream?)

"¿Eres tonto?" (Are you stupid?)

"¿Disculpa?" (Excuse me?)

"¿Cómo te atreves a subir fotos de ese estilo sin avisarme?" (How dare you upload photos like that without telling me?) You looked at him in disbelief "Don't you think my ovaries will explode after watching this?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Can we have your tux for our wedding done in this color? You look absolutely gorgeous-ah! oh dear god! your hair, your face, your eyes, your eyebrows... your hands! I never knew your wrist would look so good with a simple watch!"

"Y/N, can you calm down and explain to me what is going on?"

"How do you want me to calm down with you dropping these pictures?" You show your phone screen for the first time to him "I really want to have your babies, right now, Pedro González López"

Reality hit him and he started laughing. You. His girlfriend were fangirling over him.

"We can practice for them"

"How do you look so beautiful every day, every time, every second? Like... You don't get tired of it? Amor, I don't really understand what were you nervous about! I'm so lucky to have you as my boyfriend, I get to have you, all of you! ¡Dude, buah!" You let go of your phone letting it fall on the carpet still looking at Pedri "You're so pretty, I love you so much"

Pedri was blushing and his giggles were the only thing you were hearing "I love you too" He said wrapping his arms around you

"How can you be so hot and so cute at the same time?" You asked with a smile on "It's not possible"

"Welcome to the club, I have to deal every day with you being cute and sexy at the same time" You kissed his lips.

He was perfect.

"You knew what you were doing, right?" You asked after a bit of silence.

"I mean... I didn't know it would have this effect on you but I definitely need to keep doing photoshoots in suits"

"You little bastard-"

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yoyokslut · 1 year

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Dating Pablo Gavi would include:

‌Him being so attentive, making sure you're okay and always taking care of you

‌Him getting all clingy/needy when you both have days off

‌"no, please don't go, come cuddle me," he whined making grabby hands "I'm just gonna go pee, baby," you giggle seeing him like this

‌I just know he gets all shy and blushes every time you tell him how pretty he is or any other similar pet name

‌"¿quién es mi niño bello?" who's my beautiful boy? "Stop it!! you know I'll blush in no time" he says covering his face. You take his hands off his face and keep calling him names "eres tan bonito, mi amor" you're so pretty, love "el niño más lindo del mundo" the prettiest boy in the world "tu cara es tan preciosa" your face is so precious. He'd end up like a walking tomato after that

‌I feel that his love language is touch, so he would always have his hands on you somehow, whether is grabbing your waist, your hips, your hand, he just wants to feel your skin against his hands

‌He also loves looking at you when you speak, when you talk about something that makes you excited, he loves how your face lights up and the small sparkle in your eyes makes him zone out and just stares at them admiring how pretty you are and how lucky he is to call you his

‌Although most of the time you're the one who's making him blush it doesn't mean he doesn't make you blush

‌You would be watching tv or scrolling through tiktok and you would feel his gaze on you so when you look at him his just staring at you with his big brown eyes with so much love and appreciation and smiling at you. It always turns your cheeks red and gives you butterflies

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chrisevansonly · 7 months

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𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐫’𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 | 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜

ʚcharles leclerc x female reader

ʚit’s baby Lilah’s first halloween and who can resist giving candy to the sweetest little bear in all of Monaco

ʚno warnings, very cute dad!charles and overall sweetness

ʚhere is fic number two for halloween!!! thank you as always for all the support and love, it means so much to me!! this is a little cutie so i hope you enjoy<3

There was no cuter sight than seeing your daughter Lilah dressed in the cutest fuzzy bear outfit, it wasn’t technically a costume but it would do for her first halloween. She lay comfortably on yours and Charles’s bed, a gummy smile on her face as you made her giggle, snapping photos of her on your phone

“Hi sweet girl, yeah look at your smile…oh you’re so cute I just wanna squish you!”

Leaning down and kissing her face she began to squeal happily, your hands moving to pick her up gently and rest her on your hip

“Should we go show papa how cute you are? I think so!”

As Lilah babbled away you walked down the stairs, Charles starting to pack a few things to head over to Pascale’s for their annual halloween party and trick or treating. The two of you weren’t doing costumes this year, but Lilah in her bear suit was cute enough to distract everyone of that

“Say bonjour papa!”

Lilah giggled, her arms flapping as Charles turned to see her, his eyes lighting up

“Regarde-toi! Mon petit ours, tu es si mignon!”

He was quick to take his little girl when she reached out for him, kissing her cheek

“What do you think? Cute right?”

“I just want to put her in my pocket”

You let out a laugh as you watched the two of them, Lilah’s eyes never leaving her dad, she absolutely adored him in every way

“Maman made you look so precious petit amour”

“I’m hoping it keeps your family distracted from the fact that we aren’t wearing costumes this year”

Charles nodded, sending a smile your way

“I definitely think she’s cute enough for that chérie”

“Good, because it’s too late to figure something out now anyway”

You leaned up to press a kiss to his cheek, finishing the last of packing before putting everything at the front door, your heart melting when you looked to see Lilah resting her head on her father’s shoulder. Cuddled up in her bear suit, eyes fluttering shut, truth be told you really weren’t sure if she’d be able to stay awake for candy, but it was more for you and Charles than her

“It’s her first halloween and she’s falling asleep, I think we are boring her”

Charles laughs softly, his hand rubbing her back

“Well we are skipping out on costumes…”

“Oh and whose fault is that?”

You watched him shrug, before looking away

“Not mine” he mumbles

“No? Because last I recall you couldn’t pick one to save your life…”

Charles turns away from you, walking towards the front door where you’re now waiting with the bags, his free hand covering Lilah’s head

“Bébé, n’écoute pas ta maman, elle essaie juste de faire passer papa pour un méchant!”

“You are so dramatic!”

Rolling your eyes teasingly he comes over, pressing a kiss to your lips, Lilah still passed out on his shoulder

“Don’t worry, if you apologize i’ll share some of her candy with you baby”

“Oh? And who said you were getting her candy?”

It might have been Lilah’s first halloween but for the two of you, it was another year of fighting over candy, Pascale always putting together special buckets for everyone, this year you’d be going home with three.

Charles would be lucky to see even one of them…but when it came to you and Lilah, it didn’t take much to earn his forgiveness, besides he took payment in cuddles and kisses, which was more than enough for him

Well maybe a kitkat too…

english translations:

Bonjour- hello

Regarde-toi! Mon petit ours, tu es si mignon! - Look at you! My little bear, you are so cute

Petit amour- little love

Bébé, n’écoute pas ta maman, elle essaie juste de faire passer papa pour un méchant! - Baby, don’t listen to your mother, she’s just trying to make daddy look bad!

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