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Season 1 Trivia | PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS

#pjo spoilers

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#ugh i love them it makes me sick #pjo spoilers

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#he really said we cope through humor

#i love him #pjo spoilers

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claimed by the sea 🔱

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#they mean everything to me

#pls i laughed #percy jackson spoilers

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Percy Jackson episode 3 + text posts

#percy jackson spoilers

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third episode of percy jackson was so good omggg

#i'm about to spam w gifs #reblogs*

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haven't been on here in so long omg i feel old

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Hi! I may be in the wrong place but did you by chance write a fic on Ao3 called Miracle Box? If so I was trying to find your fanarts for the characters. Any help would be wonderful and if you’re not the droid I’m looking for (😜) sorry!

sorry no that wasn't me! maybe someone else can help

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Pedro Pascal as Javier Peña Narcos S01E02

#shut upppppp

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THE MANDALORIAN | Chapter 22: Guns for Hire

#my god

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feelings on fire masterlist *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

status: ongoing pairing: joel miller x f!reader summary: you're back from college for the summer, staying with your devout catholic parents in your childhood home while they order you around and try to keep authority over you. as an act of rebellion you ask your new neighbor mr. miller to teach you how to play guitar, but it turns out there's a lot more he wants to teach you. no outbreak, no use of y/n. rating: 18+ explicit (minors, do not interact) warnings (for the entire fic): age difference (reader is early 20s, joel is mid 50s), inexperienced/virgin reader, loss of virginity, corruption, mentions of religion (reader's family are very catholic), praise kink, pet names (use of babygirl, sweetheart, darling, etc), dirty talk, masturbation, unprotected p in v sex, creampies, comeplay, oral (both f and m recieving), exhibitionism, size kink ao3 link

PART 1 🔥 PART 2 🔥 PART 3 🔥 PART 4 🔥 PART 5 🔥 PART 6 🔥 PART 7 🔥 PART 8 🔥 PART 8.5 (JOEL'S POV) 🔥 PART 9

(total parts of this fic is still undetermined)

fic tag

moodboard (made by @august-poppy)

fanart (by @hecatombix)

more fanart (by @doodles-and-hedgehog )

playlist (made by @pazvizslasprincess)

pinterest board & edit (made by @ballofthedead)

#this is insane omg #just binged all of this #he’s so hot help me #written so v well #good shit

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wait i just found an unfinished draft of an actor!reader au for tom from two years ago and i wish i finished it i kinda love it

#major throwback

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JON BERNTHAL in THE PUNISHER (2017-2019)

#tucks hair behind ear

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A warmup. Something about Oscar Isaac is just so MMM

#delicious

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The Incredibles (2004) dir. Brad Bird

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CARO LISTEN I'M THINKING ABOUT MIGUEL OK???

4. “Use your words.”

I have thots but I'm not gonna say them I wanna see what your beautiful brain creates. So excited for you and congrats again on 2k you deserve all the followers and MORE

Beg

Miguel O'Hara x f!reader

Summary: Miguel loves to hear you beg.

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: Language, smut (obvs) p in v, cream pie, edging? Miguel being kinda mean.

Okay, pure smut for Mel! Thanks for participating and hope you like it <3

MDNI.

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Miguel was a cruel lover. 

He had this power over you, bringing you to the very height of pleasure, only to viciously rip it away from you.

Here’s the thing: Miguel loved to hear you beg.

He loved hearing the panic in your tone, the sheer desperation at losing a delicious orgasm because he had deemed it so. He loved the gravel in your voice when you sobbed in frustration, hissing out his name alongside a string of curses (your favorite one was fuck you, Miguel, to which he’d happily oblige, spearing you mercilessly). It was too much. It was always too much, whether you were bouncing on his cock like a champ or squirming under him, forced to take every agonizing inch of him.

Miguel had you bent over his desk this time, a hand pressing your face flat against the smooth surface while the other kneaded the globe of your ass. He watched his cock stretch you open with lidded eyes, your cunt coating him completely in your creamy white juices.

“You wanna cum?” He grunted, trailing his fingers through your crack, lodging the tip of his thumb into your tight hole. “Ya sabes lo que quiero. Let me hear you say it.”

Yeah, you knew what he wanted.

You were entirely cock drunk, hair a mess from when Miguel had roughly tugged on it, your mouth now stuffed with his thick fingers as you moaned around them. Your hole spasmed around his thumb, fighting against the abrupt intrusion as your cunt simultaneously squeezed his cock. 

You moaned at the foreign sensation, drool leaking over his digits and down your chin, dampening whatever paperwork under you he didn’t bother to get rid of when he bent you over.

You wanted to come so badly, feeling your orgasm rearing its head. You were so close, and every jam of his cock against your cervix brought you even closer. You were mewling now, whimpering when Miguel shoved his thumb deeper into your ass, plugging you up completely.

The sensation made your toes curl, you’re muscles tensing as you felt a wave of pleasure surging through your abdomen and—

“Uh uh,” Miguel grunted, pulling out his cock and thumb from your holes in one swift motion, resting his length over the crack of your ass. 

“Fuck, Miguel!” You spat his name as soon as he pulled his fingers from your mouth, feeling your cunt clench around nothing, "you fucking asshole!"

You were so fucking close. It was like whiplash, being completely empty all of a sudden. He chuckled, trailing his wet fingers over the side of your face before lifting his hand and cracking it down harshly over your ass cheek.

You yelped, arms stretched out on either side of the desk, hands searching for anything to find purchase.

“Let me hear it.”

You didn’t comply, wiggling your ass in the hopes that it would entice him enough to put his cock back in. It was futile, you knew—you did the same song and dance with him with the same result. He always won.

He gripped you by the hair, pulling you up so that your back pressed against his naked chest.

“Use your words,” He demanded, teasingly rubbing his length through your folds, “be a fucking good girl and use your fucking words, mm?” Your scalp pricked with pain and tears blurred your vision as he muttered into your ear, his warm breath heating your already flushed skin.

“M-Miguel.” You whimpered, your eyes now tightly shut, a sob slipping past your lips at the ache between your legs.

“Beg.” He growled, slapping your cunt a few times, your body trembling in his toned arms. 

“Let me fucking cum, please!”

"Good. Keep begging." Miguel never made it easy for you.

"Let me cum, Miguel, let me fucking cum all over your cock," you wailed, tears leaking down your cheeks and nails biting into his thigh, “Please, please, please—”

With a hum of satisfaction, Miguel slipped back in, your soaked core helping him glide to the hilt. You moaned in relief, head thrown back and wet eyes closed to savor the stretch.

“That's all I’m asking for, bebe,” he was cooing now, kissing the side of your face as he fucked you hard, his cock hitting your cervix without missing a beat, “¿Ves lo que pasa cuando escuchas? Just need you to beg for me a little. I’ll give you what you want.” 

Miguel pushed you back down against the desk, grabbing your hips and ramming into you unforgivingly, groaning all the while.

You felt it again, the white-hot pleasure that you were yearning for. 

“Cum for me,” he mumbled, slamming into you one final time before your orgasm washed over you like a tsunami. Your pussy suffocated his cock as you gushed all over him.

“Fuck.” He choked, chasing his own release. His fingers dug into your skin as he pushed himself as deeply as he could, painting your womb with his cum. He panted over you, running a hand down the expanse of your back. “You okay?”

“Mhm." You sighed, letting him caress your skin for a few moments. You hissed when he pulled his cock out from your sensitive cunt, feeling his cum oozing out of you slow and hot as it ran down your inner thigh. 

Again, he brought you flushed against him, your body limp in his arms. His fingers immediately slipped between your folds, swirling through both your juices, scooping some of it up, and placing his fingers over your lips.

"Abre," he watched your profile as you obediently open your mouth, lazily lapping at the juices smeared over his fingers, "good girl." You beamed at the praise, turning in his arms and latching your arms around his shoulders, surging forward to kiss him sloppily.

"You wanna go again?" You asked with a tired smile, your sensitive core flaring with arousal at the sight of him: red eyes heavy and hair slicked back with sweat.

Miguel hummed, pretending to consider it before smiling, bearing his fangs, "Only if you beg for me."

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Ya sabes lo que quiero- you know what I want

¿Ves lo que pasa cuando escuchas?- See what happens when you listen?

Abre- Open

#he’s a menace i’m obsessed #good shit