#Hispanic Literature

[boligrafoestudios]

✨ summer 2022 goals ✨

Summer has finally arrived (sort of, still have a couple loose ends from this past semester to tie up) and I wanted to lay out some of my goals to maybe hold myself accountable, but also because writing things out usually eases my stress a little, and impending grad school applications are definitely making that stress pique.

THESIS

Source of the Day

I love this system and highly recommend for folks trying to move on from that initial research phase of collecting potential sources

Every day, read and write an annotated bibliography entry for one source from my thesis project in NoodleTools

This may feel like a daunting pace to keep up with given I do include weekends lol, but I’ve got a lot of blogs and listicles that I can and want to clear out rather quickly so I can move on to the things I know I need to work with more in depth. Also it’s totally okay to skip a day sometimes, it really is of no consequence

Read at least one of the novels I plan to use

At the moment I’ve got two novels of particular interest, both of them things I would honestly pick up if I were just reading for fun, and I know this fall is going to end up being a really reading heavy semester, so I want to be able to devote myself to these things the way they deserve while I can

Take notes while reading, of course

Draft an initial outline of an analysis based in the theory I’m using as my lens. And try to get at least 5-10 pages of a paper that can be expanded into a chapter and writing sample in the fall

Revisit my abstract

GRAD APPS

Begin drafting personal statements and statements of purpose

This is definitely one of the more daunting parts of the application process to me, so just getting anything, no matter how rough, on paper so it’s not completely ruining my life when we hit November and December would be great

Add to-do list columns to planning spreadsheet

Easy thing I can do and have done and feel accomplished about

Finish looking into potential advisors

Finish filling out notes in planning spreadsheet

Draft emails

Reach out in August

MISC SCHOOL THINGS

Turn in last blog comments for this past semester

This is something that needs to get done this week, hopefully today

Fill out Latin American studies course permission request form

This is actually super cool, I made a whole new course happen just because I asked a question no one ever had before! Big reminder that “you get some of what you ask for and none of what you don’t” will always ring true. But uh... yeah, need to get that form filled out at some point.

Write letter in support of my professor who’s up for promotion

Due July 15th

I’m not going to do any however many days of productivity challenge or anything, given I’ve got a lot of traveling going on this summer and a lot of unpredictability, but I will be posting updates as I go for sure, so come follow along! 🥰

(Also if you are someone who is in grad school for a foreign language atm and you’ve got any tips on the application process, please, I am all ears. Every time I think about the 20 page writing sample one of my applications requires I will admit I do cry, so all advice or words of encouragement are appreciated lol)

#mine #studyblr #spanish major #productivity #school productivity #university student #university studyblr #Spanish literature #spanish lit #spanish #Hispanic Literature #hispanic lit #hispanic studies #Latin American Studies #studying #uni studyblr #study goals #goal setting

[unknownfacelessfanfictions]

Okay, does anybody know any literature from South America that was written ‘til the 80s that is really good? Preferably from Colombia? I want to write a character that loves old literature and this would be perfect.

#hispanic literature #literature #colombia #fanfics #story writing #fanfiction

[creatediana]

“Íntima/Intimate” by Puerto Rican feminist poet Julia de Burgos, translated by Jack Agüeros, 1996

#influences #poetry #poesía #hispanic poetry #puerto rico #puerto rican poetry #julia de burgos #jack agüeros #poetry in translation #romantic poetry #romanticism #hispanic literature #feminist poetry #feminist literature #feminist romanticism

[britneyshakespeare]

burn (x)

#nahui olin #carmen mondragón #dr. atl #mexican poetry #feminist poets #mexican art #hispanic literature

[musicallisto]

hgs celebration || top three (literature) quotes for @thewhiteladyofrohan​

N°2. “He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude.”

One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez

#hgsgifs #myedit #gifset #aes. #literature #quotes #one hundred years of solitude #hispanic literature #hispanic

[mysticseaprincess]

Rubén Darío, The Palace of the Sun, from “Azul…”(1888)

#rubén darío #modernism #pre raphaelism #pre raphaelite #translated literature #hispanic literature #azul… #favorites

[nortonliterature]

"If I turn to my ability, so often criticized, to make verses—which is so natural in me that I even have to force myself not to write this letter in verse, and I might say: Everything I wished to say took the form of verse—seeing it condemned and incriminated so often by so many, I have searched very diligently for what may be the harm in it and have not found it..."

—Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz, Response of the Poet to Sor Filotea de la Cruz

#Women writers #International Women's Day #IWD2021 #sor juana inés de la cruz #Sor Juana #women in literature #Hispanic women writers #Hispanic literature #classic literature #Mexican women writers #Mexican literature

[rivulets-corner]

I always end up reading this tale, i read it in a school book for first time when i was 10 and let such an impression on me that now, 10 years later, here i am again

#dark academia #light academia #aesthetic #dark academia aesthetic #light academia aesthetic #books #books and libraries #classic literature #latinamerican literature #hispanic literature #literature #rainy day #donna tartt #the secret history #magical realism

[ilovevillains]

My respect to Gabriel García Márquez for writing like thirty characters with the same name and not confusing NONE of them while writing One Hundred Years of Solitude.

Mis respetos para Gabriel García Márquez por escribir como treinta personajes con el mismo nombre y NO confundir a ninguno/na de ellos/llas mientras escribía Cien Años de Soledad.

#cien años de soledad #Coronel Aureliano Buendía #Los Buendía #one hundred years of solitude #gabriel garcia marquez #literatura hispanica #Hispanic literature #currently reading #i don’t know how I made it this far #books #book lovers #book worms #no sé cómo llegué tan lejos

[boligrafoestudios]

31.3-1.4.2022 [11-12/100]

catching up on the other reading i slacked on during midterms. pictured: “La noche boca arriba” by Julio Cortázar and La voz dormida by Dulce Chacón. not pictured: several others.

🎶 Song of the Day Spring 2022

#mine #studyblr #bookblr #studyspo #literature major #Hispanic Literature #hispanic lit #Spanish literature #spanish lit #spanish major #spanish #studying #study #studygram #100 days of productivity

[southfloridagothic]

"How to Leave Hialeah" a collection of short stories by Jennine Capo Crucet depicting the experiences of first-and-second-generation Cuban Americans in Miami.

Not horror, but its certainly got a vibe and some dark elements to it (if you have any triggers, please do your research beforehand).

Worth the read just by the tangible power of her descriptions alone ie. "Her halter top is bluish-silver, hanging from her neck and made of a material that ripples like a bothered puddle when she breathes.” is the line on the second page that got me to check it out.

#literature #jennine capo crucet #short stories #miami #cuban #hispanic literature #floridian literature

[medieval-tales]

Introduction

medieval-tales 

INTRO

Anne

25 Years Old

Literature Graduate

Major  in Hispanic Linguistics and Literature

Main blog: @apailana

Langblr: @attackonjlpt

Academic Interests: Medieval Literature, Formal Logic, Argumentation Theory, Theology, History of Spanish Language, Syntax.

Currently working on: My dissertation. I’m studying the concept of Medieval Wisdom in Sendebar (an exempla collection).

My URL is related to the tales I study. Altough I focus more on the frame story of those tales.

First Language: Spanish.

Foreign Languages: English, Japanese, Latin and a bit of Italian.

Favorite Blogs: I have a sweet spot for all the Literature blogs.  ♥  My community is @spanish-studyblrs.

♥  Please don't hesitate to ask any question or request  ♥

#studyblr #introduction #studyblr introduction #studyblr intro post #apailana #anne talks #medieval tales #medieval-tales #medieval literature #hispanic literature #hispanic studies #medieval studies #gradblr #studyblr mexico #studyspo #mine #intro post #intro #attackonjlpt #spanish-studyblrs #medieval gradblr #vocative #studyblr en español #spanish studyblr #literatura española

[thecatlibrary]

08/06

🌻Things I did today

Started my day reading

Went to the library and met my friends there (I'm more productive when I see other people working)

Wrote 500 words and reorganized my work

Went to an author's presentation and bought the two books in the picture

📖: Carcoma, Layla Martínez

#study blog #literature #thesis #art #books & libraries #bookshop #hispanic literature #women's literature

[splatland]

BOOK REVIEW: THE QUEEN OF THE CICADADS BY V. .CASTRO

BOOK REVIEW: THE QUEEN OF THE CICADADS BY V. .CASTRO

Belinda Alvarez, an out-of-work attorney, returns to Texas to attend the wedding of one of her best friends. Belinda is not a happy woman. Divorced and estranged from her only child, she searches for meaning in a bottle and by jumping into bed with anyone who will have her. The wedding is held in a restored Victorian farmhouse and as the guests converse it is revealed that the property was once…

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#darkfiction #Hispanic literature #horror #occult horror

[catsandcataluna]

Latin American Literature Reading List | Spring & Summer 2018

One Hundred Years of Solitude* ‎Gabriel García Márquez Rosaura a las Diez* Marco Denevi (text in original Spanish) The House on Mango Street Sandra Cisneros The Line of the Sun Judith Ortiz Cofer Like Water for Chocolate Laura Esquivel How the García Girls Lost Their Accents Julia Alvarez In the Time of the Butterflies Julia Alvarez

* currently reading

This semester in Spanish we’re reading the novel Rosaura a las Diez in the original Argentine Spanish, and I’ve started One Hundred Years of Solitude to read on the side. This week I realized that these are the only two pieces of Latin American literature that I’ve read (yikes). I’m going to start with this list and see how many books I can finish by the end of the summer.

If you have any suggestions, please message me!

#reading list #currently reading #book list #reading #books #literature #latin american literature #hispanic literature #spanish literature #spanish langblr #Spanish language #learning spanish #studyblr #studying #college #university #studyspo #studying spanish #studyspiration #original content #vocabulary list

[rivulets-corner]

magical realism can be considered part of the literature of the dark academia community? or are only classics from white men welcomed? bc i've read life changing books from latinamerican writers and i want to cherish them here unu

#dark academia #rambles #da #magical realism its like my favorite genre #maybe is my latina side talking but yeah #magical realism #julio cortazar #jorge luis borges #isabel allende #luis sepulveda #gabriel garcia marquez #literature #hispanic literature #latinamerican literature

[tabby2013]

Celebrating Hispanic Heritage Month

September 15-Ocotber 15 is #HispanicHeritageMonth! Celebrate the culture and contributions of the Hispanic people with these great titles. #books #NHHM #booklist #diversebooks

September 15-October 15 marks the celebration of Hispanic Heritage Month, a month long celebration that recognizes people’s contributions of Hispanic and Latino Americans to the country’s history, culture and heritage. If you are looking for ways to celebrate (or just educate yourself more about the hispanic heritage), here are some great book selections that will have you on your way: (more…)

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#Books #Children #children books #Diversity #Diversity in Books #Hispanic Heritage Month #Hispanic Literature #Hispanic Women #Indigenous Literature #We Need Diverse Books #YA Books #Young Adult

[motashaael]

Canto General - Pablo Neruda  1950 The Chilean poet Pablo Neruda’s monumental book Canto General (General song) is considered by many, and now including myself, to be one of the most important poetry books of the 20th century. Epic in scale and scope, Neruda’s aim is to provide an encyclopedic and poetic chronicle of the American Western Hemisphere, though from a Hispanic point of view. The chronicle begins all the way from 1400 and travels all across the Americas until reaching Neruda’s life time. We witness how the Latin Americas (not just South America) existed before the arrival the colonialists, with its stunning nature, cultures and peoples. We witness the fauna and the flora. We witness the arrival of the European harbingers of doom. We witness the strife against colonialism and imperialism, the strife for freedom. We witness the liberty struggle in the modern age. We witness the rise and falls of dictators. We witness imperialism changing its form throughout the centuries. We witness the stories and odes to different liberty fighters throughout the centuries. We witness an introduction to the political situation in Latin America and Chile during Neruda’s times. We witness different stories and odes to the peoples throughout the centuries, especially Neruda’s beloved Chile and Chileans. Above all, the book culminates with Neruda’s reflection about his life, and his own self, showing us that his journey is decades in the making. Neruda’s poetry here is a visual masterpiece. I say visual as he allows us to live the moments he is describing whether they be the numerous wild lives and plants of the Americas, whether they be the brilliant descriptions of the monuments and the landscapes, whether they be the lives of people and all the suffering and happiness and stories we encounter, or whether they be moments of Neruda’s own life, reading this book felt like I was flying away to different parts and moments in time of the Americas. He constantly changes the style of his poems to fit his chronicle the bests. The forms are numerous to mention as it constantly changes from the simple and light to the grand and epic. That alone will take another discussion by itself. Neruda aimed in Canto General to build an everlasting monument to all those who suffered under imperialism and colonialism, to those who fought, to those who still fight, to those who died, to those who still live, to his America, and above all, to his Chile. We see that the role of the poet according to Neruda is to be dedicated to the people. Poetry with no cause could seem void. When he is considered to be the national poet of Chile, reading his Canto General can enlighten us for the reason. The poems, individually, are great. However, once we read them in this chronicle, they do form a testament to the story of Neruda’s America. He left us with a monumental work that should be read by every lover of poetry and especially everyone wanting to learn more about the Americas.  

#books #literature #poetry #poetry books #poetry collection #canto general #pablo neruda #neruda #chilean poetry #chilean literature #latin american literature #hispanic literature #Hispanic #imperialism #colonialism #latin america #hispanic america #chile #Literatura Hispanoamericana #literatura chilena #poesía #America latina #nuestra america #imperialismo #libros de poesía

[supportyours]

Cuando Me Miras [M.P.]

I'd leave everything behind when Maddy looks at me like that.

PAIRING: Maddy Pérez x Trans boy

NOTES: Life-time crush. Smut implied. Maddy and Nate never met.

SONG: Cuando Me Miras - C. Tangana

WORD COUNTER: 2.8k

I always saw her as almost surreal; out of my league, out of anyone's league. It's very confusing for a little girl to feel this way towards a classmate, much more so when you feel it for the first time.

She looked down at the girls and with disdain at the boys. Winning beauty contests with her hands tied and failing subjects nonchalantly, constantly thinking that this town was too small for her greatness.

I would give anything for a minute of Maddy's attention.

Things changed in senior year, when she started keeping her middle fingernails short, wearing mini-skirts much more often, and giving me sneaky glances from across the class. Her perfume kept me in a kind of limbo, I dreamed of her practically every week and my legs weakened when I met her gaze. My infatuation was already almost completely unconcealed, she knew perfectly well and I couldn't do anything to avoid it.

—You on astral travel? –I blink a couple of times to clear my vision and look over at her, leaning with both hands on my table. Her hair falls to her shoulders, her collarbones look so delicate even under the school's LEDs that the prospect of having to form a coherent sentence right now overwhelms me– Hey! Are you still with us?

—Mh-mhm. Just thinking.

—Yeah, do it some other time. I need your test –I frown in confusion. What's going on that she needs my test? How long had I been looking at her legs before this? She snaps her fingers and reaches out to me–. Your test. Now.

I'd rather eat shit than contradict her, so I fold the papers and hand them to her I don't know why.

That little interaction is enough to keep my stupid teenage brain daydreaming for days to come. I think about her when I study, when I'm with my friends, when I see her and when I don't and I know that this has gotten worse for me noticeably.

Five minutes of her attention this time, please, God.

On Friday we have this festival. I consider myself the number one fan of high school festivals. I don't know what they're about, I don't understand the game or the rules of American football, the guys on the team make me nauseous and the seats hurt my ass. But the cheerleaders, I forget everything when I see the cheerleaders. I'd let them kick me, spit on me, step on my face and would thank them.

They come out, wonderfully made up, wonderfully coiffed, incredibly stylized in their uniform. My eyes go to her. How pretty.

Avery sits down next to me again and offers me a soda. She makes empty conversation as she pulls her blonde hair up into a ponytail.

—Then we go to the party, huh.

—Oh, Avs, if I see another straight white man with the most ordinary face you've ever seen making out with the hottest motherfucker you've ever seen 'M gonna fuckin' shoot myself.

—You are the most dramatically Shakespearean person I have ever seen.

—Oh Juliet, my Juliet, this gonna end in a double homicide and that's a threat.

When the game and performances are over we take Avery's car to her place. She puts on an obscenely tight dress, does her makeup and my makeup, fills my hair with star-shaped glitter and baubles that make me feel pretty. We pick up Amelié and go to the house of I don't know what player who drools over Avs.

I sit on the first couch I see, where I settle down before taking out my things and starting to grind. I see Avery and Amelié disappearing into the mass, ready to dance. On the contrary, I find it comforting to be unnoticed in the crowd, it's calm, feels like being in a different dimension for me.

I finish rolling the joint and light it up. The smell must be like a super signal to Rue, who finds me in the blink of an eye. She sits next to me, hands me her drink, and I pass her the joint.

—It has M? –I ask smelling the liquid and she nods.

She spends ten minutes talking about her girlfriend without barely taking a breath and says goodbye when she sees her sister walking through the front door.

I continue alone for another half hour until the first Spanish song we'll have in a long time comes on, even though a quarter of us here are Latinos, and I get up to find my friends. I spot Amelié with a redhead on her neck and start shouting the lyrics at her:

Pobre diabla

Se dice que se te ha visto por la calle vagando

Llorando por un hombre que no vale un centavo

Pobre diabla, llora por un pobre diablo

Amelié throws herself into my arms and I give her a spin. I don't know where she left the girl, but I'm glad she did. We dance the whole song. It makes me feel happy and euphoric, maybe it's just because I'm extremely stoned but I don't want to think about it too much. She dances and jumps until she is lost again among the people.

I laugh to myself. I gather my things that are miraculously still on the couch and go to the bathroom.

I throw the butt in the sink and wash the few parts of my face that aren't covered in purple paint. I hear the sound of the door and I raise my head, seeing Maddy's reflection in the mirror.

—Hey.

She doesn't say anything, just smiles at me and leans against the sink. She's wearing a dress that barely covers four inches below her low hips, her hair pulled back, knee-high boots. Has to be the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my entire life.

She taps her fingernails against the marble, again the right middle ones short. Isn't she straight? That gives me a chill.

—You look pretty tonight.

I dry my hands on my pants and position myself in the same way as her.

—Can I ask you a question?

—Sure.

—You want to fuck me, don't you? –I choke. This can't be happening, it's impossible. It's definitely the work of my stoned brain begging for a little spice. But it does happen because she keeps talking– I realize how you look at me, how you do it especially with my legs.

—Who wouldn't? –I shudder at my own response. Why have I said it like that? God, what an asshole. I want to go home and lock myself in my room. Maybe I'll skip our common classes for a week.

—Yeah, right? That's what I ask myself. And I ask it myself day, after day, after day, after day... But you never take the first step –she moves towards the door. For a moment I think I screwed up, but when I hear the latch I go to heaven. She turns and looks at me leaning against it–. What are you waiting for?

I walk toward her tentatively. I don't really know what to do. I have spent so many years of my life adoring this woman and now I am so close.

—I guess at a signal from you.

—Is this not enough signal for you?

It's the moment. I know it's the moment, I can't let it pass. I take her face in my hands and kiss her.

I'm so nervous that I forget to move for the first few seconds until she takes the initiative. It's messy and confusing, but it's so good. I've waited so long for this, I've had so many fantasies, so many failed attempts that came to nothing.

We move to the counter and I lean her against it. I don't know where to go. My hands itch. What do I do with them? I want to have them in too many places at once. I scan her face to make sure it really is her, travel my hands down her chin and cheeks, place them under her ears and stroke with my thumbs. It's obvious that I have never been so anxious about anything, but she fits perfectly.

—Why don't you let me take care of this? –she suggests without almost separating from my mouth and I can only nod.

She pushes my chest to give herself some space and get out of the confinement between my body and the sink. She has the most lustful look I've ever seen. She has so many things that I have never seen in anyone else.

—Down –she demands and looks down at the ground.

Before I know it, I'm already on the floor. I hold myself up straight on my elbows and watch her bend over. She straddles me, places her hands on the sides of my torso, and flies on top of me. I try to move towards her lips, but she quickly backs away and pushes me back into place.

—I wanna kiss you –I ask. My voice is completely distorted, I'm almost embarrassed to sound so desperate.

She ignores me with a smile and moves to my neck.

She still doesn't touch me. I only feel the heat and know she's very close.

—Be quiet. You don't want someone to come close to the door and hear you, do you, honey?

I deny busily, which must please her, because she closes the distance and starts kissing. Her plump lips feel like they belong there, at least to me. I want to feel this for the rest of my life. I drop my head back and it resonates as it hits the ground. She can't help but laugh softly.

She doesn't stop. Starts grinding her hips, which I guess she does to get guys hard, but for me, it only brings a louder sigh than I would have liked. She slides her hands inside my shirt, runs over my hips again and again as if she was trying to create a mental image of it before seeing them. I'm sure they're much thinner than she's used to, more like hers. She goes higher and higher, squeezes and kneads here and there. She stops when she feels the edge of my binder and brings them back down, near the waistband of my jeans.

—Madds...

She breaks away to look at me. Her cheeks are flushed, but all of her makeup remains intact; she could walk out of here right now and no one would know what happened, but to me she looks like a sin.

—You all right? –she whispers.

I decide not to answer her, I think it's my chance to kiss her again. Since the first time, my lips have been itching, anxiously waiting to meet again. She takes it so well, arching her back and pressing her hips harder. Oh, she's the sexiest girl in the world. I hopelessly moan into her mouth and she indulges in that, using me as she pleases.

She starts to unbutton my jeans without stopping to kiss me, slides her hand inside and touches me over my underwear. I move my hips up a bit, trying to get her to take it as an incentive to take off my pants, and she does.

She runs her hands up my thighs and slightly separates them. She caresses my skin towards my hips, hooks the elastic of my boxers from each side of my hips and slowly starts them down. The wait is killing me. The feel of her acrylic nails running down my legs as she drags my underwear makes me sigh. Her gaze is on me constantly. I lift my hips so she can lower them all the way down and she slides them off my legs, leaving them somewhere on the floor.

She climbs on top of me and returns to my neck, her hands pressed tightly to my hips. She has something with my neck, she has spent more time there than anywhere else. She leaves a wet trail behind my ear, along my chin, briefly past my throat before making her steps back. She sucks and sucks like a professional, she wants to leave a mark on me for tomorrow and I'm totally okay with that. I'd let her fuck me in front of everyone if she wanted it that way. I would do anything Maddy asked me to.

I can't help but moan when she bites my neck and I feel her immediate smile against my skin. She pulls away to kiss me on the mouth. My legs open more instinctively and she takes the opportunity to slide her hand from my hip to my lips. She runs a finger lightly over my slit as she continues to kiss me.

—You look so pretty right now -she says on my lips.

—Please...

I have completely lost it. I'm a mess and she hasn't even inserted the first finger. I can't think of anything but how right her hands feel on me.

—Beg for it –she asks with a cocky smile. I would never have expected this from her.

—Please, touch me. Please.

She slides a finger inside me looking at me expectantly for a reaction. When I moan she's satisfied no matter how soft it was and returns to my lips.

She kisses me like it's the last kiss she's going to give. I've never felt like this before, everything about her is surreal. I feel like I could explode at any moment, she moves inside me perfectly. I arch my back when she takes her finger away.

She bites my bottom lip as she pulls away from my mouth and wastes no time going down. She kisses my abdomen over my shirt, grabs the edges and pulls it up a bit so she can lick. She rips the skin over my pelvis with her teeth and digs her fingers harder than ever into my thighs. That too will leave a mark.

Bites my hip. She loves to bite. Spreads my thighs again, finally focusing on my crotch. I feel her hot breath and from one moment to another her tongue is on my clitoris. My breath quickens twice as fast. I try not to make it loud as she told me, so I clench my fists as hard as I can. She redirects her hand again and slides two fingers in at once. I feel satisfied and dissatisfied at the same time because I know that's all she can give. She turns her face away and looks me straight in the eye, at which I can't help but moan too loudly and she laughs softly. I don't know if she's aware of what she's doing to me.

She readjusts and starts moving her fingers back and forth. She brings the thumb of her free hand to my mouth, I spread it open and suck, she slides it across my lips and onto my clit. She begins to move it in a circular motion and my sense completely leaves my body, if there is still anything left.

I don't know how long she spends masturbating me, to me it feels like years, so close and so far at the same time. She picks up the pace and starts to thrust, making my eyes go to the back of my head. I moan uhs constantly, from time to time, her name. I don't realize that she has left my neck until I feel her saliva on my pelvic area. She withdraws her fingers from inside, her thumb still moving, and replaces them with her tongue. She blindly moves my legs with her free hand to place them on her shoulders and slaps me hard on the right thigh.

There's no way this is the first time she's done this. Which girl has Hetero Maddy been fucking with? I don't know why but that makes me hot.

I don't know what she does with her tongue but something hits inside me.

—Yes, yes! If you stop 'M gonna fucking kill you, baby -I don't know what I'm saying. I'm building too fast.

She puts her fingers in again and again falls on top of me.

—You'd have to kill me for me to stop. Taking it so well for me, such a good boy –she flies over my head, speaking in my ear–. You have no idea how much I wanted you. You think you can spend years looking at me like that without expecting consequences, huh? I bet you've fantasized so many times about fucking me on those tiny tables not knowing if any teacher could hear you rail the shit out of me. And at the end of the day, it's me who has the power, having you so wet for me. Just for me, right? –she gets what she wants when my legs inevitably go weak and the pre-orgasmic tremor spreads throughout my body– Finish for me, baby. I know you can do it. So ready, at my mercy –she encourages me and that's all I need.

I bring a hand to my mouth and yell loudly into it. The orgasm comes and, even though I don't cum, I firmly believe that I could position this as the best sexual experience of my life. She stops her fingers inside me and smiles at me.

#alexa demie #maddy perez #euphoria #euphoria fic #euphoria fanfic #celebrities #euphoria au #transmasc #ftm #songfic #song lyrics #hispanics #maddy x reader #english literature #englishfanfic #englishwriting #imagine #euphoria imagine

[boligrafoestudios]

20.11.2021 || day eight of @tranquilstudy winter studying challenge

last full day in bloom before i head to seattle for thanksgiving with my mom’s family. trying to balance the productive and the lazy by starting with an elaborate breakfast mid-afternoon.

today’s q: do you speak any other languages? what is your favourite word or phrase in each language you speak? i speak spanish (clearly lol peep that gabo i’ve been reading for the past four months) and i’m learning korean. my favorite words in spanish are prosopopea (personification), refunfuñar (grumble), and burbuja (bubble). there’s just something about the way they roll off the tongue. i also, very conceitedly, love the pronunciation of my name dora. it feels like childhood nostalgia every time i hear it and i always half expect to turn around and see one of my elementary school teachers smiling at me. in korean, my favorite phrase is 보고 싶다 which means ‘i miss you’ but translated literally is ‘i want to see you’.

today’s goals: clean up the apartment before my flight tomorrow and get some stuff done for the phase of my linguistics research that’s due on monday.

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