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gifs-fxr-you · 2 years

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♥︎🗯️ like or reblog if u save. don't repost !?

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pooks · 7 months

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(Percy, Oliver, Penny and Marcus sneaking around at night in their fourth year) Percy: Alright, I go first. Oliver, you stay behind me. And stay tight. Marcus: ...Bow chicka bow wow. Oliver: Penny: Percy: Never mind. Marcus goes in front. Marcus: Eh, it was worth it.

#incorrect hp quotes #source: red vs blue #percy weasley #oliver wood #penelope clearwater #marcus flint #perciver #marcus would totally annoy percy just for the kicks #this gang is iconic lmao #they're trying to map out the whole castle at night #let's face it percy would never give that up unless he's forced to

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kylianmbappee · 1 year

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faves :))

Footballers x Barbie poster

#erling haaland #kylian mbappé #jude bellingham #pablo gavi #marcus rashford #mason mount #liverpool trent arnold #mbappe psg #neymar jr #neymar jr icon #kylian mbappe icons #erling haaland icons #jude bellingham icons #kylian mbappe psg #man city haaland #barcelona

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neutron669 · 3 days

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Joyce Mandel by Ken Marcus

#Ken Marcus #Joyce Mandel #ooh wow #pin up model #photography #art #iconic #vintage

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tgsclassics · 22 days

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Ken Marcus' very memorable, if not iconic, photo shoot with the gorgeous Gig Gangel. Yes, Gig is her real first name. The January Playmate of the Month for 1980 says, "It derives from the word giggles, because, as a baby, I laughed a lot, so my sister coined the name Gig, although my parents had a distinct preference for Geraldine."

#vintage photography #vintage cheesecake #gig gangel #playboy photography #ken marcus #iconic shoot

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molliemoo3 · 9 months

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Marcus complaining about not getting a dad joke and his engineer immediately having one ready is adorable. I love them. It was a taylor swoft dad joke for those who care.

#indycar #ma11 #marcus armstrong #i dont know who his engineer is #but hes an icon

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alorchik · 4 months

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#marcus is an icon #fellow travelers #hawk fuller #tim laughlin

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blackthunder137 · 2 years

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Hell of a ride (M.R. x reader)

Pairings- Mattheo Riddle x fem!reader

Summary- Dancing with Berkshire fumes Mattheo with rage and he takes revenge in his own way.

Warnings- smut, drugs, smoking, degrading, dom!mattheo, sub!reader, fingering, unprotected sex, dark themes.

Writer’s Note- yeah…bye and thank you @nottluvr for proofreading this <33

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He felt you were a little too close to Lorenzo. Lorenzo's hands were directly over your ass and the way your hips moved to each beat. Oh, how he wished to be the one whose hands were all over you, touching every part of your body. The one he desired.

But you were dancing with fucking Berkshire simply because he asked you to.

You two attended the Ravenclaw party, which the Ravenclaws had every month. There are drinks, drugs, lovers making out, and cigarettes everywhere. Everything was fine until Berkshire requested you to dance with him. You gave Mattheo a quick sidelong glance but still went dancing with him.

He just couldn’t stand the sight. He wanted to just go out there and punch this man and take his girl with him. His face was heating up and his anger engulfed him. He clenched his fists.

"Dude, look your girl's dancing with Berkshire," said Blaise from behind.

"Shut up," Mattheo shouted, trying not to lose it.

"No wonder she doesn't want to dance with you," Blaise smirked as he looked at the two of you and then back at Mattheo.

"SHUT UP!" he yelled, slamming a table against the wall, causing Blaise to recoil and take a step back. Everyone turned their attention to the two of them, and Mattheo simply left the party.

You noticed him leaving the party and followed him. You called his name several times in an attempt to catch up with him and catch his attention.

You locked the door behind you as you entered his dorm.

"What the fuck is going on?" you exclaimed, astounded by what had recently occurred at the party.

"You have no idea now, do you?" he said sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" you inquired, confused.

Mattheo approached you, towering over you. "Oh, you dancing with that fucking Berkshire," he said, his voice husky.

You smirked and continued, "You weren't jealous, were you?" moving towards him. Your faces are close as ever, breathing heavily and deeply while staring into one another's eyes.

“And what are you gonna do about that?” he asked, sending shivers down your spine.

You were turned on. You just wanted to feel him inside you now. Oh god, his voice was so attractive.

Mattheo grabbed your throat and shoved you against the wall. You winced in pain as your skin made contact with the wall.

He began kissing you, biting your lip and moving his lips to your neck. He started sucking your skin, causing you to moan. You put your hands in his hair, but he drew them away from your neck and placed them over your head.

"You can't do anything until I tell you to, slut," he commanded. You whined in response.

He carried out what he needed to finish sucking into your neck, making you moan louder and louder.

He pulled away from your neck, finding you covered in purple hickeys he made for his girl.

"Take off your dress," he ordered, letting go of your hands. You did exactly what he said.

You undressed in front of him. He became wet just by looking at you in your bra and panties. He was eager to get his hands on areas you couldn't even imagine.

"Go lie down," he said, motioning to the bed, and you did.

He then walked inside to get something. Oh, the things he'd do to you now. He was enraged and envious that you had accepted to dance with Lorenzo when your boyfriend was standing in front of you, watching.

But you couldn't deny that a part of you wanted this. The deepest, darkest part of you yearned to be fucked by him. A part of you wanted him to hurt you and wanted your legs to start shaking.

He returned with a rope and tied you to the headboard of the bed, examining every inch of your body. His lips formed a sneer as he imagined you begging for him to stop.

You had no idea what you had gotten yourself into.

He then removed his shirt and you were mesmerised by his toned body. You bit your lip at how hot he looked.

"Fuck me, Matheo." to avoid sounding desperate, you exhaled.

"You're already wet for me, you little slut." He smirked as he ripped off your panties and gripped your thighs tightly, sucking into your sweet spots. You moaned in pleasure as a few tears trickled down your cheeks with each inch he got closer and closer to your orgasm. He stroked your clit and pounded his two fingers within you, in and out. He quickened his pace, and you were on the verge of having an orgasm when he removed his fingers, preventing you from cumming.

"Mattheo," you wailed as you were this close to your orgasm.

"This is what you get for dancing with him. You should be treated like a slut."

You couldn't handle it any longer. You wanted him to be inside of you. You tried to edge him by pushing your hips against his clothed dick, but he quickly reverted.

"You're such a needy little slut. Do you think you deserve this after what you did?"

"m’sorry, Mattheo... This will not happen again... I want you. Please...fuck me." you cried.

At that he sighed and removed his pants, leaving him only in his boxers. You could see his bludge.

He slid his boxers down and thrust himself inside you, taking you by surprise. His pace quickens with each passing minute. He was pounding in and out of you. There was a cacophony of moans and groans.

"M-mattheo... so-slow down..." you managed to speak out in between his thrusting in and out of you.

He did not listen to you and instead raised his pace, even more, to punish you for dancing with Lorenzo. You made an effort to speak, but you were unable to do so.

He loved to see the sight of you begging and crying for him to allow you to come. Your tits move up and down with every thrust, and that is what he wanted. He wanted to show you how dominant and possessive he can be over something that is his and only his.

You were getting closer to your orgasm with each increase in speed, constantly hitting your g-spot.

"m'going to cum," you moaned.

"Say you're mine," he said, bucking his hands to your hip and speeding up.

"I-I'm yours," you cried out.

He was full of your cum when you eventually let some out. You were overcome with euphoria and contentment. You sighed, and Mattheo kissed you violently simultaneously, removing the rope, and your hands finally felt free as you held and kissed him back.

You both drew back for air, panting for breath after having the time of your lives.

After a while, you could feel your legs shaking and tried to move them, but you couldn't. He did not lie when he said that he will fuck you hard.

Well, it was a hell of a ride.