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br333 · 8 months
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Ooh shoot, and it's their birthday today 😱🎂🎈🎉
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nicomxm23 · 1 year
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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! 💜❤️💙🎉🥂😎👍
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orcaofmyheart99 · 1 year
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Hey! I'm Mac and I write on AO3.
Some of my writing is NSFW/adult. I am currently taking requests for Maneskin, Newsies and Good Omens fanfic. If you have any ideas/prompts tell me and I will write a short fic for you 💖
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garyc0re · 2 years
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Mordecai x Rigby
Muscle Man x Starla
Benson x Pam
Skips x Mona
Fives x Celia
Margaret x Eileen
All very good couples 😁 👌My favorites
YEAHHHH CHEERS ILL DRINK TO THAT
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morn1e · 1 year
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i hope this doesn't sound like a silly question 😭 but could i ask about joanben's origins? like, what motivated you to start all of this? <3
not @ all lol there r no silly questions only silly answers:)
from what i understand ur asking like my thought process behing me shipping these 2?hopefully i got the question right if not let me know i will b more than happy 2 clear up anything!
anywaus their origin story is nothing really interesting other tjan last summer when i REALLY got obsessed w regular show again&my severe crush 4 benson awoke(i used 2 have a HUUUUUUGE crush on benson it was mad&still do 2 an extent)+seeing what gal he ended up w (pam) it all sort of blended in 2gether&made me that made me make an oc 2 ship w the guy:)
i guess what also mptivated me like a LOT 2 make a benson gf oc was 2 like idk explore benson in a relationship setting? his character always amazed me especially now that i have grown&understand wtf is going in the show compared 2 when i was a kid w minimal understanding in english; like his character has so many layers&it just intrigues me 2 explore him like how would he function in a longterm relationship setting!!!!!!(i know i am bending the canon w giving him a long term gf but who gives a shit.fuck audrey&him being lonely 4 the 1st few seasons aka the time my au(?) takes place in.the writers were great kudos 2 them but i am taking it from here) &plus i just wanted 2 give the guy a happy ending?dude deserves a nice accountant chick who is like x500 cooler than him but loves him.no matter how much of a loser he is anyway.doing real charity work. also last plus; they r just so funny. i really enjoy the loser malewife x badass girlboss trope i have set 4 them.their chemistry is awesome too. yeah they r flawed w their own issues respectfully which compromise their relationship @ times but this sort of thing happens w every couple; they r genuinely head over heels 4 each other equally(only benson shows it way more bcuz he is more like idk prone 2 showinf his feelings).they genuinely make me happy.so silly
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chibialastor · 2 years
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Jasmine Dunwoody ☺️☺️
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amazonykamiaba · 3 years
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Well...I need to stop drawing these things
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I'll take a better picture later, and sorry for my indecency, I'm a very pervert person, sometimes, not always
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New regular show oc Jasmine
Pam x Benson kiddy
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orlagartlands · 3 years
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happy birthday, @maura-rizzoli <3
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terrortalesv · 3 years
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Starting a family
@tr85n asked for prompt #99 from that list, with Pam/Benson.
Human AU where Stella is the bio child of both of them.
Pam chews on a pen absently as she wanders into the breakroom to join her coworkers, who had already started their lunch break about ten minutes prior. Instantly, the smell of tuna and mayo hits her nose and makes her gag.
She steps out again and runs to the bathroom to splash some water on her face. Leaning against the washbasin for a few seconds, she waits to see if the feeling will pass or get worse, sighing with relief when it goes away. Weird. What is going on lately? she thinks.
Pam looks at herself in the mirror again and leaves the bathroom.
When she returns, her colleagues welcome her back with strange stares. Fortunately, they are all no longer eating, so the food, including the dreaded tuna, is gone, though she swears some vague smells still linger. She tries to ignore it, and sits down.
“Uhh, yes?” Pam looks around at the group while she takes her salad from the fridge beside her.
“Pam? Is everything okay? You seem a little… off today,” Stefan takes the seat right next to her. His tone is sincere, maybe even a little worried, the giggle as he snatches a piece of tomato from her bowl decidedly less so. Pam tosses a glare his way.
She shoves a forkful of leaves into her mouth before speaking, “I don’t know, it’s really weird.” And then she rattles off the various things she’s been dealing with as of late. She describes the mood swings, the fatigue, the constant hunger, the nausea.
By the end of her spiel, Stefan and her other closest coworker, Tobias, are giving each other a strange look, as if they’re in on a secret, a piece of the puzzle that they want to reveal but aren’t exactly allowed to.
“Ohhh. I know what’s going on here,” Tobias says smugly. The other man chuckles.
Pam looks at him and puts more salad in her mouth, not bothering to ask him to elaborate. She knows he will regardless.
“Obviously somebody’s pregnant,” Tobias leans over the table, close to her face, and says in a loud whisper.
“Ooooooohhh! Uh-oh!” Stefan teases.
Pam’s eyes widen and she almost chokes on some cracked pepper. After a few brief seconds, she comes to her senses.
“Uh, no, I don’t think so. It’s probably just that bug that’s been going around,” she tells them, and continues eating.
“Actually, yeah, maybe it is,” one of their older colleagues chimes in as he gets up to leave the breakroom.
“Psh, yeah. Whatever you say,” Tobias teases. He rolls his eyes and then he and his friend exit the room to go back to work, leaving Pam alone.
She sighs into her salad bowl and stabs at the remaining leaves with her fork. “Pregnant? Yeah, really funny, guys. No way,” she laughs to herself, but those strange symptoms linger in the back of her mind and she begins to have doubts.
No, but we haven’t even been trying. Besides, I’m way past that age anyway, right? Obviously it’s just a coincidence and they were messing with me. Yeah. You’re not pregnant, Pam, stop thinking about that.
She doesn’t stop thinking about it. She spends most of the next few hours thinking about it, convincing herself she’s not pregnant, that that was just a stupid joke those guys were telling, and then doubting herself.
She continues like this for a while, until she steps into one room to check on the equipment and sees something that catches her eye. She remembers their boss telling them about this thing, a super new, super high-tech machine that allows the user to see inside anything. She remembers her telling them about how this device was not only better than a standard x-ray machine, but safer.
Pam thinks for a moment. I mean, I already know I’m not pregnant. But what’s the harm in just having a little look-see, right?
She checks to see if there’s anyone watching her and closes the blinds just in case someone might walk by. Breathing a sigh, Pam presses some buttons on the device, listens as it whirs to life, and steps behind it.
She has to wait a few minutes before an image appears on the whiteboard to her right. All the usual things are there, nothing seems amiss. That is, until she shifts her eyes to her lower belly area, where a tiny, strange shape sits. 
Her heart sinks and the nausea returns with a vengeance. She looks away from the screen, breathing heavily. Whatever it is, upon first glance it looks unlike anything that would ordinarily be inside a healthy human body. Pam swallows, although the dryness in her mouth doesn’t so easily allow it.
What is that? Some kind of weird mass in my stomach. Oh, no. It can’t be. Is this how I’m going to die? I should’ve caught this so much sooner, it’s probably way too late to deal with it now. But maybe I should book in with a doctor anyway, see if they can—
She shakes her head. Slowly she comes to her senses, though her heart rate and breathing take longer to return to normal.
“It’s okay, Pam. You’re not dying. At least not yet. Let’s just take a better look at this thing and then make our assumptions,” she tells herself.
She cautiously cranes her neck to look at the board again and takes more notice of the shape. One part of it is much larger, and the other has four small… things sticking out from it. She swears she sees a tiny human in that shape, as strange as it sounds, with the big head and teeny-tiny limbs. Wait.
Hand over face, Pam slowly steps away from the machine and turns it off. The picture is still projected on the wall. She stares wordlessly, eyes wide, hands slipping down to her belly. She’s unsure if she should be concerned or happy.
A million thoughts race through her mind at once, not daring to leave her alone for even a second, as much as she tries to ignore them. She wanders the halls of the vast laboratory, pretending to work whenever someone else is nearby, but spends the remainder of the work day too distracted to actually do anything.
How am I going to tell Benson? How is he going to react? Does he even want to be a dad? He seems perfectly content with just the pets. And what about me? Am I even cut out to be a mom? The animals are kind of a handful already, how are we possibly going to deal with a kid?
When Pam arrives home, she walks past the throng of cats that greet her at the door, enters their bedroom and flops down on the bed, exhausted.
She tells herself she’s only going to lie down for an hour, but wakes up several hours later to the sound of her husband setting the table for dinner. Groggily, she gets up and stumbles out to the kitchen.
Benson’s head snaps up at the sound of her footsteps and he smiles at her. She loves that smile, so much so that it causes all her worries to fade away. But not for very long.
“Hey! Sleep well?” He puts an arm around her and kisses her on the cheek.
“Yeah,” Pam offers him a tired smile and sits down at her usual chair. Benson quickly follows, tucking her chair in for her and then sitting down himself. He scoops up some pesto linguine and plops it onto both of their plates, then grabs a piece of garlic bread and takes a bite out of it. Pam tries her best to eat as much as she can, but her mind is still elsewhere. Benson notices.
“Pam, honey? You okay? You don’t look like yourself tonight,” Benson reaches a hand across the table to grab hers and gently caresses the back of her hand with his thumb.
“Um, oh, I…” she sighs, turning her hand over to give his a squeeze, “can I tell you something?” Her heart races and she sips from a glass of water in an attempt to ease her dry mouth. Now’s as good a time as any, I suppose. Who knows, maybe putting it out there and telling him will help calm my nerves.
“Yeah, of course,” her husband looks her in the eye with a smile, voice as calm and comforting as he can possibly make it. He takes another bite of bread.
“I…” she has to clear her throat, “I’m pregnant.”
Pam watches Benson’s face. He takes a moment to process her words, then his expression goes blank and he coughs up some crumbs. A strange combination of concern and surprise paints his pale, bearded face. Slowly, a large grin appears and the tips of his ears turn pink. Pam swears she’s never seen him look so in love.
“Oh, my god… Are you for real? We’re gonna be parents? I’m gonna be a dad?” Benson whispers, almost a squeal.
“Benson? You okay?”
He wipes that tear from his eye before answering, “Yeah! Yeah, I’m great.” He gets up from his chair, seemingly completely forgetting about the food on his plate, and kneels in front of her. He gently wraps his arms around her and presses his fleshy, weathered cheek against her belly.
“We’re having a bay-bee,” he says, in a high-pitched, sing-song voice that Pam has never heard before, even after all these years.
Later that night, as they’re lying in bed facing each other, Benson gives Pam a kiss on the nose and whispers, “I’m so excited.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
‘I know, you keep saying that,” she giggles.
“Well, I can’t help it. We’re having a baby. Together. Don’t you think that’s… the best?” He moves some hair out of her eye with a finger.
Pam can only respond with a tired “mm-hmm” as she closes her eyes. Benson carefully presses a cold, calloused hand to her belly and she shivers.
“Sorry,” he tilts his head toward where his hand is sitting, “we’re so excited to meet you, baby.”
“You know it can’t hear yet, dad.”
“Dad…” just from the tone of his voice, Pam can tell Benson likes the sound of that.
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tr85n · 3 years
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Wait. So what you're saying is, that in this au benson and pam don't reconnect for a whole 3 years??( not including the other 3 years he was in space)
That's what I'm saying 😅
Since the montage in the finale didn't show when Pam and Benson got back together (just that Benson looked a significant bit older when it showed the two together, with the new park workers), I figured it could be ANY time, between right after returning to um.. literal years :'D
Maybe Pam assumed Benson had moved on during those years in space, she just focussed on her work again, not bothering with possible new relationships. But eventually... She became curious anyway to see what had become of her ex.
And Benson was too busy being a single dad during that time. So Pam was in luck he was still single x')
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br333 · 1 year
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Hehehe 🦆
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crabbypalsart · 2 years
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benson and pam drunk on wings? <33
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I could imagine after that convo, they both broke down and cried XD
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Hehehe, some Chucky doods :•PPP
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My Height Headcanons 4 BBB and Flumpty :•) will add the others soon when I get the time.
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Could u draw a fnaf/regular show crossover?
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I should start drawing more FNAF stuff often :•) It used to be all I would draw X•D
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-I knew that FNAF/Regular Show one was gonna be the #1 somehow X•D It was fun drawin the FNAF characters again after not doin so in a long while, and on top of that, in a crossover with characters from one of my beloved shows of all time 😂 I am glad other people found it enjoyable as well :•)
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beccabarba · 4 years
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Working Late
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First time I’ve taken part in any events since I started writing and posting fics on here! The brilliant @thatesqcrush​‘s Kink Bingo seemed like the perfect place to start...
This is for the Blowjob square. 
Rafael Barba x Reader. 3230 words. 
Warnings: NSFW! It’s smut. Starts pretty gently but after 1300 words we’re into pure, explicit smut. It contains some dirty words and a pretty rough blowjob. Also probably typos, random British spellings and badly translated Spanish. 
Also, for those who care about these things, this takes place in the context of SVU Season 14 episode ‘Beautiful Frame’ when DA Pam James has just called on Rafael out of hours, in his office. I’ve always wanted to write a fic immediately after that scene. 
Here we go... 
The District Attorney’s Office was quiet, apart from the sounds of a vacuum cleaner, somewhere. Light shone from some of the offices, where ADAs and paralegals were working late, but others were already dark, locked for the night. You sighed, wishing that, perhaps, you were falling in love with someone a little less dedicated to his work. But ADA Rafael Barba was always one of the last to leave his office. He claimed he’d also usually been one of the first to arrive too, until you’d given him more than one reason to linger in bed later than usual in the mornings for the past two months.
Over the two months since that night you’d both thought might be a one time thing, you were finding new things to love about Rafael every day. His impeccable sense of style; his eloquence; his love for his mother; his moral compass; his ability to mix a perfect mojito; his knowledge and intelligence; his sassy sense of humour; his deep green eyes; the way his hands felt on your body… What you didn’t love was having to share him with the justice system and NYPD’s Special Victims Unit. Whilst you admired his dedication, it was already getting quite irritating how often he cancelled plans, or told you he had to finish a task before he could leave for the day, or how many times he’d been called by one of the Detectives. You’d now met Olivia Benson, in particular, more than once, and liked her immensely, but it didn’t stop you cursing under your breath when Rafael picked up a call from her in the middle of an evening he was meant to be dedicating to you.
So, now you were trying a new tactic. Infiltrating his workplace. You figured it might be the only way to spend time with him and that it might – just might – remind him of how he could be spending his time if he could just close his files and let his voicemail catch a few calls. Since your work – as a lifestyle journalist – was freelance, you had plenty of opportunity to drop by Hogan Place and see Rafael. So far, you’d induced him to stop work and eat pastries at his desk with you for brunch, managed to drag him to a nearby restaurant for lunch, and surprised him twice with a mid-afternoon speciality coffee pick-me-up of his favourite blend from the independent roaster he really loved. He seemed to appreciate your visits: you never lingered too long and were beginning to understand his body language, the difference between when he had a few minutes spare despite his protests, and when he genuinely couldn’t take a break. The visits always ended in kisses, and a visible relaxation in his shoulders as you held him, caressed him, whispered the things you wanted to do with him later.
This evening was another experiment. Rafael had texted to say he’d be late, but it was already half an hour later than he’d said he’d be leaving. He’d still be working. You wondered if you would be able to extricate him from the office with a promise of dinner. And by wearing the low-cut dress you’d selected, to remind him what he was missing. Part of you still thought he possibly just enjoyed being in his office in the evenings, when it was quiet, a habit that was fine in a single man but could do with some adapting now he had options.
Nearing his office, you saw a woman heading towards you from that direction. Middle-aged, with dark brown hair and a face like thunder. You weren’t sure if she looked angry or worried, but she was certainly not happy. She was also dressed for an evening event, with a fur coat around her shoulders over a blue satin gown. She gave you a cold glance and breezed past you without a word, leaving a cloud of heavy perfume behind her. You furrowed your brow, wondering what a woman dressed like that was doing parading around the corridors of the DA’s Office at this hour, and quite why she looked so infuriated. It seemed likely she’d come from Rafael’s office, as his was the only light on in this part of the building.
You headed toward the frosted glass windows and doors of his office, realising that without Carmen, his assistant and paralegal, keeping guard outside you had no way of announcing yourself: should you knock? Luckily, the jar was slightly ajar, so you decided to just peer around it instead. You leaned into the room, looking to the right to Rafael’s desk, which was empty. You turned quickly to the left, where a shiny wooden meeting table stood. And the sight that met you stopped you in your tracks.
Rafael was standing behind the meeting table, with files laid out in front of him. He often worked standing up, especially when he’d been sitting too long, or had drunk too much coffee. The man was a ball of energy and when he thought he was winning a case he was sometimes so wired he was almost hyperactive. Standing helped with that. As you turned to him, he looked up at you, with a sideways glance that made your insides melt. He’d removed his jacket and waistcoat of his grey suit, and was in shirt sleeves. Over the very pale grey shirt, his suspenders were pink with a dark diagonal stripe and somehow accentuated his body. His tie matched the pink of the suspenders and had a woven pattern of its own. Not many men could carry off such flamboyant accessories, let alone that tone of pink, but it looked perfect on him. His hair was perfectly styled, despite the late hour. And his eyes, in the soft lamplight, looked much darker green than usual, as their corners wrinkled in a smile of greeting.
It wasn’t just his clothes, or his physical features that had arrested you though. It was his posture, the energy that filled the room. He looked full of confidence, arrogance almost, somewhere between spoiling for a fight and already having won one. This wasn’t Rafael, your new boyfriend, who you’d met when you were both slightly drunk at a theater bar. This was ADA Barba who was on his way to winning a case, masterfully. You wondered if the woman you’d passed in the corridor was somehow related to it. Another pang low in your body, as he cocked and eyebrow and spoke.
“Y/N? I did tell you I was working late?”
You smiled, not hearing irritation in his tone. “You did. But you also told me you’d be on your way to my place about forty five minutes ago. I assumed I’d still find you here.”
“It really is an important case,” he replied. “You probably passed the Suffolk County DA, Pam James, just leaving. I’m poised to win a case that could bring down her whole office, depending on how she responds.” You could see the fire in his eyes, hear the excitement in his voice. He was enjoying the challenge, no doubt enjoying sparring with the Suffolk DA who looked likely to be able to hold her own.
“I did see her. I wondered what you’d done to her, she looked upset.” You took another step into the room, just as Rafael shot you a wicked smile. “Blood on the canvas,” he said, eyes flashing. You took in the spectacle of him, inflated and energised by impending victory, by the game of law he was playing with the DA. And suddenly the dinner reservations felt less important than taking care of the pressing heat that was growing between your thighs. Rafael saw the change come over your face, as you pushed his door closed behind you. He folded his arms and levelled an intense gaze at you as you approached him. His chest was still puffed out, his shoulders squared.
“But what can I do for you, Y/N?” he asked.
“I made dinner reservations. But we’ve probably missed them now.”
“Sorry.” He wasn’t.
“I’m not.” There was only one thing you wanted now. His understanding was written all over his face. You walked around the table to him, saw his eyes drop to your cleavage and rise back up to meet your gaze. Two months had been long enough that you were starting to understand what worked well, sexually, between you. Finding and pushing boundaries, trying new things. You’d never felt safer than with Rafael, but you’d also never been more excited and adventurous. You’d had particular fun exploring some of your more submissive urges, because Rafael was naturally inclined towards dominance, but measured it with his gentle, consensual, intellectual approach. Now you could see him assessing the situation.
“Tell me what you want,” he said in a low, deep voice. He loved to hear it from you rather than make assumptions. He also wanted to ensure your enthusiastic and affirmative consent.
“I want to get on my knees, Counselor, and I want your cock in my mouth.” You paused, watching his response. His gaze intensified. “I want you to fuck my face.” The words escaped almost before you’d had chance to think about them. Being with him brought out the lascivious side you’d only ever explored in private fantasies before. You saw the impact your words had on him, as he nearly lost his composure. His eyes widened and you saw him swallow, his jawline hardening. You wondered if it was using his title in the middle of expressing your dirty intentions, or if was what you’d described. Or both. You licked your lips and took a step towards him. He reached out a hand and grabbed yours, pulling you the remaining distance to wear he stood. His hand snaked around the back of your neck, warm and strong, drawing you to him for a kiss. It started softly, but his tongue demanded entry to your mouth, and the kiss deepened, as you kissed him back with interest. He tasted vaguely of Scotch, which wasn’t unusual when he was working after hours. He smelled of his musky aftershave, the heat of a day at work.
His hands slid to the curve of your waist, then trailed up your sides, finally reaching your shoulders and, breaking the kiss, he pulled back enough that he could look into your eyes and speak, in a voice heavy with lust. “Are you sure, Y/N?”
You looked up at him from under heavy eyelids. His pupils were wide, and you were sure yours were the same. Making sure there was no room for doubt, you replied with a small, lust-filled smile. “Yes, Counselor.” He pursed his lips, and you sensed he was torn between giving in to his desire and wanting to be sure he showed you the love and respect you deserved. So you added, “I want it. I want to feel you in my throat. And if I want to stop, I’ll let you know.” He looked reassured. You licked your lips again. “Please, sir…”
That was all the urging he needed. His hands became suddenly heavy on your shoulders, pushing you down to your knees on the carpeted floor. You dropped willingly, looking up at him when he was all dressed for work was one of your favourite things. He reached for the button and zipper of his trousers, and your eyes followed his hands as he unfastened them, freeing his cock, already hard and enflamed. The sight of it, and his clear arousal, caused a huge wave of heat through your body. He stood there for a long moment, taking in the situation of you on your knees and his cock ready for you. When he spoke, it was in a commanding, confident tone, as he brought one gentle hand to the back of your head to guide it forwards. “Open your mouth, Y/N. Show me how much you want it.”
You parted your lips and he guided his cock between them. The moment he was in your mouth, you closed your mouth around him, using your tongue to massage beneath the head where he was especially sensitive, sucking gently. You tasted the salty essence of his pre-cum spreading over your tongue and it only spurred you on to want more, to move forward to take him deeper, using your tongue all the time. Automatically, you reached up a hand to wrap around his shaft where your mouth didn’t reach. He let you for a moment, then you felt his fingers around your wrist in a firm grip, removing your hand. He pulled back so his cock slid from between your lips and you missed it. “No hands tonight, Y/N. Put them behind your back.” You took advantage of not having your mouth full to reply,
“Yes, Counselor.” He groaned, as you complied, putting your hands behind your back.
“Keep them there unless you want me to stop. Now, open that beautiful mouth again for me.”
You looked up at him with big eyes, and did what he told you. He slid his cock back in, and for a short while let you massage it with your tongue and lips, moving your head backwards and forwards slowly, enjoying the taste, the feel, and the heat of him. Then his hands were more firmly on your head, fingers twining in your hair. Not enough to hurt, not quite, but enough to start to give him some control of your movements. You moaned around his cock, could feel yourself growing wet in your underwear. You wanted to move one of your hands to touch yourself, but had no intention of disobeying.
He used his hold on your head to push deeper into your mouth, the head of his thick cock brushing the back of your throat. Holding your head still, he pulled out, nearly all the way, and then thrust back in. This time, deeper, almost making you gag. He felt the tension in your body and eased back. “You gonna relax that throat for me? Tendrás que relajarte si te voy a follar la garganta, cariño…” You barely heard the words, much less understood the Spanish clearly, but he knew how much it turned you on when he said dirty things in Spanish. Your whole body flooded with arousal and as his hands tightened in your hair and he pushed his hips forward again, he hit the back of your throat and you took him deeper, your body welcoming the invasion now. It felt so good to take him so deep that you moaned and hummed around his cock, wanting him to know, wanting him to feel good, to be encouraged.
He got the message, as he pulled back and pushed back into your mouth harder and faster this time, holding your head in place, then finding a rhythm and a depth that seemed to give him most pleasure but was just at the boundary of comfort for you. Breathing around his movements, you spluttered between your sounds of arousal, and felt the saliva and his pre-cum wetting your lips and chin. You didn’t care, you felt wanton, wanted him harder and deeper. In your head you imagined what someone would see, maybe that Suffolk DA, if they came through the unlocked door now: you on your knees in your low cut dress, Rafael handsome and powerful and entirely in control above you, enjoying your only too willing mouth. The image was so erotic you felt your pussy start to throb and tingle, even untouched as you were.
“Oh, your mouth feels so good around my cock, Y/N,” Rafael said, his tone ragged and heavy with arousal. “I’m gonna make you feel this good later, when I get you in bed.” You moaned in your throat, noticing his grip grow tighter, he was just hurting now, the way he gripped your hair, but you welcomed it, noticing his rhythm get faster. The only sounds in the room were the wet sounds of suction and your deep breaths between his thrusts, the moans both of you were making, almost unconsciously. You tried to help him along with your tongue, so aroused now that you had to grip your hands together behind your back to stop you wanting to touch yourself, or him. “You want my cum in your mouth, mi dulce putita? That’s what you’re going to get…” He didn’t need an answer, your enthusiastic moans, the way you sucked down his cock, would be all he needed to know. “You want to taste it? You’re going to taste it, all of it, it’s all for you…” he said, just about coherent, as he pulled back so you could indulge the head of his cock with your tongue, which you did, firmly. It was that which finally sent him over the edge, as he groaned loudly and you felt and tasted his hot, salty release pumping into your mouth. You held him there, swallowing eagerly, taking everything he had to give.
“Oh my God, Y/N,” he said, as he found the ability to speak again. “You’re amazing.” The grip in your hair was replaced by a soft caress. His cock had relaxed slightly now too, though he stayed hard. You gave it a last, long lick as you pulled back and released him from your mouth, sitting back on your heels to look up at him. “And you look very pleased with yourself too,” he observed, as you grinned up at him, delighted at how much he seemed to have enjoyed himself.
“Maybe I am,” you said. “I liked doing that for you…”
He raised his eyebrows, then held out a hand to help you get to your feet. You stood up, and noticed the mischievous look of intent in his expression. “I wonder how much you liked it?” he said. You felt yourself blush a little. “Quite a lot…” you said.
“Take off your panties and give them to me,” he said. He held out an expectant hand. Heat started to rise in you again. You stopped to slide your panties down, under your dress, and took them off, passing them to him. He ran his fingers over the silky fabric. “These are quite damp, Y/N.”
“Yes…” You said, keeping your eyes on his.
“Just how turned on are you?” He stepped towards you. “I think I need more evidence.” His hand moved to your inner thigh. His hot fingers felt amazing, and you shivered with pleasure as he ran them higher, parting your legs to allow him better access. Eventually, his fingertips found the sensitive skin of your pussy lips. He ran them over you, then pushed between them, circling your clit. You gasped. “You’re very wet.”
“Guilty as charged, Counselor.” You smiled, and noticed his face grow a little more intense when you used his title again. He clearly enjoyed that.
“If this is what a simple blow job does, you’re going to be so wet by the time I let you come later.”
Your eyes widened, even as you were sure he’d probably just felt you grow wetter still. “Later?” you managed.
“Oh yes,” he said, withdrawing his hand and giving you a truly wicked smile. “You won’t get to come until much, much later, when I decide to let you…”
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kittimau · 3 years
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~ 10 Favorite Female Characters ~
Thanks for the tags @musetta3 @kita-lavellan :3
Rules: List your 10 favorite female characters from 10 different fandoms and tag 10 people.
In no particular order...
Ellen Ripley - Alien series
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Clementine - The Walking Dead (Telltale Games)
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Morrigan - Dragon Age
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Charlie Bradbury - Supernatural
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Dana Scully - X-Files
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Evelyn Carnahan/O’Connell - The Mummy
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Tali Zorah vas Normandy - Mass Effect
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Emily Prentiss - Criminal Minds
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Olivia Benson - Law and Order SVU
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Moira Rose - Schitt’s Creek
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Honorable Mention:
Pam Poovey - Archer
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Tagging @charlatron​ @jacklyn-flynn @kemvee @deathvalleyqueen @cornfedcryptid @elveny @kunstpause @wardenari @lostinfantasies38 @schoute​
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dominik528 · 3 years
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What I read in 2020, from worst to best
1. Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng - ★☆☆☆☆ (review)
2. Rules of Civility by Amor Towles - ★☆☆☆☆ (review)
3. Love Traveling by Hitomi- ★☆☆☆☆
4. The Red Queen by Philippa Gregory - ★★☆☆☆ (review)
5. The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevedo - ★★☆☆☆
6. Trinkets by Kirsten Smith - ★★☆☆☆
7. The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros -★★☆☆☆
8. Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson - ★★☆☆☆
9.The Man in the High Castle by Philip K. Dick - ★★☆☆☆
10. Where'd You Go, Bernadette by Maria Semple - ★★☆☆☆
11.Avenue of Mysteries by John Irvings - ★★☆☆☆
12. The Expatriates by Janice Y.K. Lee - ★★★☆☆ (review)
13. Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo - ★★★☆☆ (review)
14. The Complete Peanuts, Vol. 10 (1969 - 1970) by Charles Schulz - ★★★☆☆ (review)
15. Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden - ★★★☆☆ (review)
16. Kill the Boy Band by Goldy Moldavsky - ★★★☆☆ (review)
17. Alphabet of Dreams by Susan Fletcher - ★★★☆☆ (review)
18. Girls on Fire by Robin Wasserman - ★★★☆☆ (review)
19. Archenemy by Frank Beddor - ★★★☆☆
20. Finally & 13 Gifts by Wendy Mass - ★★★☆☆
21. No One to Trust by Melody Carlson - ★★★☆☆
21. Girl in the Train by Paula Hawkins - ★★★☆☆
22. Empress of the World by Sara Ryan - ★★★☆☆
23. On the Come Up by Angie Thomas - ★★★☆☆
24. 13 Little Blue Envelopes by Maureen Johnson - ★★★☆☆
25. Clueless: Senior Year by Amber Benson - ★★★☆☆
26. This Book is Not Yet Rated by Peter Bognanni - ★★★☆☆
27. The Summer of Jordi Perez by Amy Spalding - ★★★☆☆
28. Blue is the Warmest Color by Julie Maroh - ★★★☆☆
29. Breakfast at Tiffany's by Truman Capote- ★★★☆☆
30. Bone Gap by Laura Ruby - ★★★☆☆
31. Lilac Girls by Martha Kelly - ★★★☆☆
32. The DUFF by Kody Keplinger - ★★★☆☆
33. Eggs by Jerry Spinelli - ★★★☆☆
34. Dumplin' & Puddin' by Julie Murphy - ★★★☆☆
35. The Body by Stephen King - ★★★☆☆
36. L: Change the World by M - ★★★☆☆
37. Sadie by Courtney Summers- ★★★☆☆
38. The Graveyard Shift by Neil Gaiman- ★★★☆☆
39. Save the Date by Morgan Matson - ★★★☆☆
40. Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? by Philip K. Dick - ★★★☆☆
41. Neil Gaiman's How to Talk to Girls at Parties by Fábio Moon - ★★★☆☆
42. Jughead, Vol. 3 by Ryan North - ★★★☆☆
43. Archie, Vol. 5 by Mark Waid - ★★★☆☆
44. Twilight: The Graphic Novel, Vol. 2 by Young Kim, Stephanie Meyer - ★★★☆☆
45. Sôdôk by Sheri Holman - ★★★☆☆
46. Staying Strong: 365 Days a Year by Demi Lovato - ★★★☆☆
47. The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah- ★★★★☆ (spoiler review)
48. The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd - ★★★★☆ (spoiler review)
49. Marlene by C.W. Gortner - ★★★★☆ (review)
50. Thomas Jefferson Dreams of Sally Hemings by Stephen O'Connor - ★★★★☆ (review)
51. The Siren by Kiera Cass - ★★★★☆ (review)
52. Silver Linings Playbook by Matthew Quick - ★★★★☆ (review)
53. Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates - ★★★★☆ (review)
54. The Beguiled by Thomas Cullinan - ★★★★☆ (review)
55. The Turn of the Key by Ruth Ware - ★★★★☆ (review)
56. Flowers in the Attic by V.C. Andrews - ★★★★☆ (review)
57. Rutta & Kodama, Volumes 1 - 3 by Youko Fujitani - ★★★★☆ (review)
58. Twilight: The Graphic Novel, Vol. 1 by Young Kim, Stephanie Meyer - ★★★★☆ (review)
59. The House of Impossible Beauties by Joseph Cassara- ★★★★☆ (review)
60. Harry Potter 1 - 3 by J.K. Rowling - ★★★★☆
61. Esperanza Rising & Becoming Naomi León by Pam Muñoz Ryan - ★★★★☆
62. Sweetest Spell by Suzanne Selfors - ★★★★☆
63. Teen Titans: Raven by Kami Garcia- ★★★★☆
64. Two Boys Kissing by David Levithan - ★★★★☆
65. Blended by Sharon Draper - ★★★★☆
66. Shanghai Girls & Dreams of Joy by Lisa See - ★★★★☆
67. The Complete Peanuts, Vol. 25 (1999 - 2000) by Charles Schulz - ★★★★☆
68. The Ice Cream Queen of Orchard Street by Susan Jane Gilman - ★★★★☆
69. Jahanara by Kathryn Lasky- ★★★★☆
70. Sharp Objects by Gillian Flynn - ★★★★☆
71. Zombie by Joyce Carol Oates - ★★★★☆
72. Juliet Takes a Breath by Gabby Rivera - ★★★★☆
73. So Far From Home by Barry Denenberg - ★★★★☆
74. Soundless by Richelle Mead - ★★★★☆
75. Mockingbird by Kathryn Erskine - ★★★★☆
76. This One Summer by Mariko & Jillian Tamaki - ★★★★☆
77. Archie, Vol. 6 by Mark Waid - ★★★★☆
78. Cut by Patricia McCormick- ★★★★☆
79. Girl in Pieces by Kathleen Glasgow- ★★★★☆
80. Jughead, Vol. 2 by Chip Zdarsky- ★★★★☆
81. Reggie & Me by Tom DeFalco - ★★★★☆
82. Radio Silence by Alice Oseman- ★★★★☆
83. Number the Stars & The Giver by Lois Lowry - ★★★★☆
84. Attack on Titan, Vol. 2, 3, 6 & 7 by Hajime Isayama - ★★★★☆
85. Call, Silent Night & Ice Dolls by Hitomi - ★★★★☆
86. Princess Ai, vol. 3 by Courtney Love & DJ Milky - ★★★★☆
87. Attack on Titan, Vol. 1, 4 & 5 by Hajime Isayama- ★★★★★ ( review , review )
88. Princess Ai, Vol. 1 & 2 by Courtney Love & DJ Milky - ★★★★★ (review)
89. Flower by Hitomi - ★★★★★ (review)
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