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Yoshitaka Amano
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Lysistrata 💙
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warrenkole · 5 months
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this is just all of warren kole's characters
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thepropagandists · 7 months
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Shades of Blue S2E13/TS: 26:43
Robert Stahl---> Fanfics 🙏
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thedepressedpelican · 2 months
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Moor Lough
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© 2023 MaisieStewart @deviantart
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abedofroses · 6 months
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Warren Kole & Harry Connick Jr. acting out a 'dramatic' scene
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flochlicious · 6 months
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His stubbles
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warhead · 9 months
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lascitasdelashoras · 11 days
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madlib - shades of blue
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downfalldestiny · 1 year
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Thing of beauty 💙 !.
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p4rsuade · 30 days
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one night is all it takes ➤ robert stahl (PART THREE)
𝓼ummary. one night is all it takes for your life to change and fall apart. one night for it to change the rest of your life forever. nina’s life was incredulously boring and her days to seem to be an endless circle. she was lonely, stuck in a small apartment alone with one cat, in a town where she knew nobody and she thought she thought nothing good will ever come to her, that was until she had met robert stahl in a bar. and that’s when her story begins.
𝔀arnings. smut (giving head)
𝔀ord count. 958
robert stahl (shades of blue) x female oc
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“Harlee, o’fuck... shit..” He groaned as he sat with his back against the headboard, keeping a firm grip in the prostitute’s hair as he pushes her mouth up and down onto his hard cock, her gagging and the clashing of the back of her throat and his tip filling the room’s lack of noise. “C’mon, you can do this..” He pushes her down until his entire dick was in her mouth. “There ya go..” He groaned, rolling his head back as he closes his eyes, biting back a moan.
“Fuuuuck, Nina..”
He pauses.
He opens his eyes and looks down at the prostitute who was still going down on him, and he gripped her hair and pushed her off.
“Ow, what the fuck?!” The woman scoffs as she looks up at him, wiping his seminal fluids off her lips with her finger.
He rubs his hand over his face in exasperation, “Get out.” He mutters. “What?”
“I said get out!” He snaps, and her eyes widen, and she got out of the bed, picking her clothes off the floor. “Fuck you.” She spat, and she walked out of the room, slamming the door.
He sat there in disbelief, rubbing his face again. What the fuck?
It’s been three weeks since their one night stand. Three weeks since he’s seen Nina. Three weeks since he’s kicked her out of his house almost immediately..
And fuck, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. His mind was preoccupied with two women.. Harlee, and Nina, and he was getting frustrated.
He needs a drink.
He slipped out of bed and picked up his boxers from off the floor, slipping them on, and then he picked up his trousers, pulling them on. He lets out a groan, rubbing his face again. His lips pursed into a thin line as he looked for the rest of his clothes.
He sat on the stool, staring at his glass that hung loosely around his fingers, and then he downs it as if it was his last drink.
Why the fuck was he thinking about Nina? He’s the one who kicked her out. She’s not even that special, just a simple lay, like the rest of the women he’s ever slept with.
He was too preoccupied with his thoughts that he didn’t realise somebody moved into the stool next to him; and when he finally did, and looked up, he felt as if his body just gave up on him.
Nina.
Should I speak to her? Should I ignore her? Should I get out? And before he could even decide, his body was already speaking for him than his mind. “Nina..” He breathes out, “Long time, no see.” He grins. Long time, no see? What, are you fucking stupid?
Her eyes glance over at him, and she pauses momentarily. “Robert..” She hums quietly, “Guess you weren’t wrong about being a regular.”
And he laughs, “Mm, yeah. You likin’ this place then? Seein’ as you’re comin’ back for seconds.” He cringed at himself, he didn’t mean it like that.
She stayed silent for a moment, before nodding. “Yeah, I guess so. It’s a nice place.”
“How’s Harlee?”
Her question catches him off guard, and his grip tightens on the glass, if he didn’t realise and stop himself, he would’ve broken the glass, breaking it into tiny little pieces, but that’s how he felt in the moment. His heart ached as he heard her name escape her lips, and to be perfectly honest, he should move on. Harlee and him weren’t on good terms anymore. He fucked it up, although he wouldn’t like to admit it.
Nina was right in front of his eyes, and he was worried about another woman. But no, God, fuck no, Nina was just a simple lay, get in and get out. But, he was starting to doubt himself.
“Yeah, yeah, she’s alright.” He musters out, giving her a quick nod. “Doin’ well, yep.” His lips pursed into a thin line as his gaze turns back to his glass.
Simple lay.. Nah, fuck it. “Can we talk?” He finally looks over at her again.
“We’re already talking.” She replies, raising her brow. “No, I mean..” He lets out a groan, he wasn’t angry at her, but at himself rather. “About that night.”
He could see her demeanour tensing up, and he lets out a sigh.
“There’s nothing to talk ab—“ He cuts her off, grabbing her wrist. “No, don’t say that.” He shakes his head, “I treated ya horribly the mornin’ of. I’m really sorry, Nina.”
“It’s fine.”
His grip tightens, “But it’s not. I called ya H-Harl..” Even her name he couldn’t mutter out anymore, what the fuck was going on with him? “Fuck, ya know what I said. Listen.. I was just wonderin’ if we could hang out sometime.” And probably fuck her again. His thoughts whirled back to that night, her cries of pleasure, her whimpers, the way her eyes brimmed with tears as she got to her brink of rel— Stop, Robert.
She was taken aback, he could see it in her eyes. “Hang out?” She asks, as if she needed to make sure she heard him right. “Yeah, hang out. If ya want. I.. we didn’t get to learn much about each other last time, didn’t we?” He lets out a weak chuckle, and she nods and her lips curved into a small smile. “Yeah.. I guess we didn’t.”
“So, thatta yes?” He asks, his eyes glistening in hope of her agreeing to see him again.
“Yeah, sure, why not?” She chuckles.
And he smiles back, before loosening his grip on her wrist, but he still held onto her, as if she was going to run away from him.
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thedepressedpelican · 21 days
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Layer Cake
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