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silouvertongues · 8 days

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hadiya this is tumblr dot com 🙏 no we aren't but at least we can all hang out together

you're right actually my bad 🫡

#we're all in this together hsm you'll always be famous 🫶🏼#maria 🌺#asks

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seokmashu · 9 months

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GET OFF MY LAWN

#*kicks you over the fence* AND GOOD RIDDANCE #nina answers #maria 🌺

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jitterbonesjoey · 11 months

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Maria Death of Innocence

The lovers card

Judgement card

The empress card

#gerald robotnik #shadow the ultimate lifeform #shadow the hedgehog #shadow robotnik #tarot cards #flower 🌺 meaning #maria robotnik

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la-scigghiu · 1 year

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"Se una tristezza si leva davanti a voi, grande come ancora non ne avete viste; se un’inquietudine, come luce e ombra di nuvole, scorre sulle vostre mani e su quanto voi fate. Dovete pensare che qualcosa sta accadendo in voi, che la Vita non vi ha dimenticato, che vi tiene nella sua mano; non vi lascerà cadere.

.🦋.

🔸 Rainer Maria Rilke

#Sovrappensiero 🦋#buongiorno 🌺#rainer maria rilke #Vita 🌱

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yuniko · 2 years

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#music #emi maria #jam #uploads ⋆ 🌺🐯

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crazymoyashi · 8 months

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🌺 Grave of Maria 🌹

Her Design is so cool ✧･ﾟ:* (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤ *:･ﾟ✧

#d.grayman hallow #d.grey man #dgm #d.gray-man #grave of maria #allen walker #still cant believe i was right lore-wise #dgm fanart

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old-poptart · 1 year

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AAAAAAA IM 🦄BACK🦄

hanako/tsukasa(and if possible boy!akane) x a Brazilian reader?? like, who has a stronger accent, and has weird habits aaaaa I'm going to die 🦄

a/n: YIPPEE YAY!!!! WE LOVE LATINOS RAHHHHHH, dont die dawg 😓

ANYWAYS ONTO THE HEAD CANONZ!!!!!

warnings: none i could think of

Hanako 🌺, Tsukasa 🥀, and Akane Aoi 👓 with a Brazilian reader (gender neutral):

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Hanako 🌺:

"gorgeous.. absolutely gorgeous"

he thinks it's so cool that you're brazilian!!!

he honestly sees it as a pro, having a hot ahh latino s/o is a win in his book

hanako would wanna learn how to speak portuguese (it's so that he can flirt with you more in the language)

correct his pronunciation please he's butchering it so much

your accent is so cute!! he loves hearing it, he'd make up stupid excuses to hear you talk more ☠️

"really? and how do you say 'i have the best and hottest boyfriend in the world and i would never give him up for anything'?"

loves to tease you about it though, nothing about you is safe from his teasing ahh 😹

hanako would love to try any dishes from there, especially the ones you like

"is there anything like donuts???"

if you celebrate any traditions, he would love to celebrate them with you! you're such a pleasure to be around~

all in all, he loves you and your habits, ya goober

Tsukasa 🥀:

"ooo that's interesting!! you interest me as well~"

big question asker dawg

you better have some snacks with you it's gonna be a long ride of questions ranging from your mother tongue to what do you do to celebrate events

he will do whatever in his power to get you anything remotely similar to your favorite brazilian foods or lil trinkets

"look s/o!! i got you some maria mole!!"

"tsukasa that's just a marshmallow-"

he's tryin dawg give him some credit

does not understand what you say whenever you speak your mother tongue but always smiles when you do

like hanako, he thinks your accent is very cute!! the way you pronounce your words brings a blush to his ghostly face

tsukasa himself is weird too, so he would gladly partake in any questionable activities you have planned

he would learn any dances that interest you so that he can show off his moves to you

he's moving like a twig please help him

Akane Aoi 👓:

"oh please, enlighten me!"

i have a suspicion that akane has some portuguese up his sleeve

it's a bit rusty bear with him he's trying his best, he wants to impress you 😓

he loves to learn about your culture!! no matter what you talk to him about, whether it's your favorite food or event, he's all ears

akane would love to attend any events with you in his free time

"oh ive seen this dance before!! it looks marvelous"

dawg is so in love with you

i can see that different dialects fascinate him, so when he hears your voice he can't help but smile and giggle like a lil girl

if you're ever insecure about your accent, he'll reassure you a ton!! positive affirmations being whispered between your lips as you two kiss, how romantic~

he'd be more than happy to try out some dishes!!

he'd learn to cook your favorite dish

overall, he loves you and your goofy lil antics. what a cute couple~

RAHHH THIS WAS SO KEWL, HOPE YOU ENJOY!

-ooga :D

#tbhk x reader #hanako #hanako x reader #tsukasa yugi x reader #akane aoi x reader #akane aoi

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yelenasdiary · 8 months

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hey darling i'm sorry you're not doing to well today :( here's many flowers for your daily flowers and you even get extra today! 💐🌷🌺

as for moonboards imagine gf bodyguard!yelena (idk why that came into my head) <33

This one was a tiny bit hard but I hope you still enjoy this! x 💐

#yelenasdiary asks #swaqcenix #yelena belova #yelena belova x reader #fanfiction #mood board

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seokmashu · 10 months

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you come into my house-

#HOW DARE YOUUUUU #HOW DAREEEE #i can't believe u friggin giffed it. how dare u jiff ASD;FLK #nina answers #maria 🌺

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harrysfolklore · 2 years

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Could you do a blurb using Izzy Dilger as the face claim? Writer's choice as to what the story will be 😚❤️❤️❤️

once again, thank you SO MUCH for donating to my kofi, here’s your special blurb, i decided to do a little 2016 jamaica harry bc i love that era, i hope you like it

IF YOU LIKE WHAT I POST PLEASE CONSIDER SUPPORTING ME

ask me anything | masterlist | likes and reblogs are appreciated !

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yourinstagram temporary home in paradise ✨

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harryfan1 gorgeous bestie

emmachamberlain obsessed with you

harryfan2 is harry there? 🤔🤔

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annetwist Enjoy lovelies 🥰

↳ harryfan2 so harry and yn are together on vacaction aw

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harryupdates Harry spotted in Jamaica tonight !

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harryfan1 MY BABY

harryfan2 the quality tho

harryfan3 when are we getting the albummm

harryfan4 respect his privacy please

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theharrytea Harry and Mitch via YN instagram stories (thanks YN, you’re always doing god’s work)

They’re definitely at the studio, HS1 is coming sooner than we think.

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harryfan2 they’re definitely at the studio yn is so lucky

harryfan3 weren’t yn and harry in jamaica?

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harryfan4 IM SO EXCITED

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yourinstagram jamaica dump 🇯🇲🌺 we made so many memories that i’m looking forward to share soon. for now, here’s a collection of happy moments

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harryfan2 HARRY CONTENT

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↳ harryfan3 BUT IMAGINE BEING HARRY’S MUSE

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harrystyles Jamaica 2016.

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riftclaw · 7 months

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Gonna fill out this questionaire for Curie's upcoming appearance in the @sonic-oc-showdown round starting this weekend! Let me introduce you to my beloved flying radioactive puppy!

✨- How did you come up with the OC’s name?

Curie is named after the radioactive measurement of the curie, and also Maria Skłodowska-Curie. Their name is actually older than this particular iteration of the character, who was originally not a sonic oc and was named Curie as an intentional callback to the name of a character in Homestuck. "The Radiant" is because he glows in the dark, playing on a rarer sonic character naming convention (Fang the Sniper/Hunter).

🌼 - How old are they? (Or approximate age range)

Developmentally and physically, Curie would be roughly in their early to mid twenties. However, they were born in 1923, making them about 86 in their AU's current day (2009). They spent most of their life locked in isolation in a military facility, though, and were only freed and started living life outside a box again in 1995.

🌺- Do they have any love interest(s)?

He's part of a 5 person polycule including my other characters Agent VX, Caprice Amaranth, David Valke and Luka Mosaic. He has different relationships with all of them, having fallen for V, Caprice and Valke while adapting to modern life, and becoming involved with Luka later after they bonded over being giant nerds.

🍕 - What is their favorite food?

Candy, pretty much any type. Crunchy sweets like rock are their favourite.

💼 - What do they do for a living?

Curie runs a nuclear power plant and waste disposal business, which is largely a front for making sure he has enough to eat-- because as much as he enjoys candy, his body will only properly digest radioactive materials. Since his business is really only there to keep him fed, he sells power at a loss-- which means it's very affordable and in high demand, giving him the ability to expand his power network and thus bring in more nuclear waste to eat later. He's not in it to make money, though-- outside of his personal R&D efforts, he sinks practically all his profits into charity. His main reactor base and the surrounding city of Bloodwood Grove was built on the Painted-Rocks clan's abandoned land, specifically to help camouflage the habitats of the last living mobosaur herds that the clan once hunted and protected.

🎹 - Do they have any hobbies?

They collect plushies, radioactive knick knacks like uranium glass and watches with radium paint, and Godzilla merchandise, and they love to tinker with technology and study space.

🎯 -What do they do best?

Nuclear physics, probably-- it's something that started out of necessity (because of his unusual diet) but he developed an aptitude for it and genuinely enjoys working on nuclear powered inventions. It's not unusual for him to build experimental reactors for fun.

🥊 -What do they love to do? What do they hate to do?

They love to watch Godzilla movies and play around with unusual tech. They hate being confined to boring meeting rooms or made to deal with unnecessary beauracracy.

❤️ - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

The first time he rolled in the grass after he was freed from the facility he was imprisoned in. The grass wasn't even on Earth/Mobius, but it was grass, and he'd all but forgotten it existed after being locked away for 60+ years.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

They don't currently have many-- a lot of their most traumatic experiences will occur in the future, such as when the forces/zombot plot occurs. That's not fun for anyone, but especially Curie.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one?

The very first proto-Curie was actually just a heavily au Jade Harley-- who had changed so drastically I "filed off the serial numbers" and made into their own character. His first ever original design was human! He still ate nuclear waste, though. This current iteration of Curie was developed when I was initially setting up my Amalgam au, drawing more on his initial prototype's personality and history than Cain Einley, the other character I split off the same prototype several years back.

🍀 - What originally inspired the OC?

Related to the question above, they spawned from a particularly ridiculous homestuck fanfic that never made it past a disjointed first draft back in the early 10s. If i sink enough development into a canon character that they stop looking/sounding like that character, I split them off, give them a fursona and a new name, and carry on writing my new oc, and Curie is just another in a long line of similar characters who occupy my brainspace.

🌂 - What genre do they belong in?

Science fiction for sure.

💚 - What is your OC’s gender identity and sexuality?

They are agender with a side of transmasc*, and use he or they pronouns interchangeably. Curie is also demisexual-- they need to form an emotional bond with someone before they can develop romantic feelings for them. *My friends and I often refer to them as "none gender with left boy"

🙌 - How many sibling does your OC have?

He had four, but none of them are alive today, and he doesn't remember them anymore. :(

🍎 - What is the OC’s relationship w/their parents like?

They don't remember either of their parents, either, but considering that the guy who made them what they are now was their father, at least one of those relationships was pretty unhealthy.

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

On a purely aesthetic level the fact that he glows in the dark will always delight me. It's such a fun trait to play with!

✏️ - How often do you draw/write about the OC?

I draw them decently often, although a lot of what I draw in general doesn't get published. I write about them a lot more, but nothing that's in a state to be shared. They're the secondary main character of Amalgam's whole main storyline!

💎 - Do you ever see yourself killing off the OC?

He does die in the future. Not for a good long while-- mobians in his universe live for 150 years on average, and his peculiar metabolism means he's going to outlive that many times over, but eventually he will power down and fade away. He's got a lot to accomplish on the way there though!

💀 - Does your OC have any phobias?

Claustrophobia for sure.

🍩 -Who is your OC’s arch-nemesis or rival?

In the future he'll be taking the rookie's place in Amalgam's version of the forces/zombot plot (they are combined!), and will be facing up against their version of Infinite. His radioactive blood means he can't get infected by the zombot virus, which puts him in a position of being the best person for a lot of problem solving in this particular plotline.

🎓 - How long have you had the OC?

As "Curie the Radiant", since early 2019. Here's the first ever picture I posted of them, before their personality had finished solidifying!

🍥 - What age were you when you created the OC?

In 2019 I was 29! Although as I said earlier, he has roots in fanfiction/original fiction from before Amalgam became my primary worldbuild, and his prototype form would date to when I was about 23.

#sth #sonic oc #sonic fc #curie the radiant

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alixandrajekyllhyde · 1 month

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Ilkka & Maria 🌺

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#Ilkka Villi #Maria Yulipää #Jussi Gaala 2024 #Kaapelitehdas #Helsinki

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becauseimaladythatswhy · 2 years

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PULSE 2🌺

(Ramon Arellano “Narcos Mexico” x Fem!Reader SEX POLLEN)

POV: You’re a cop on the biggest drug bust of your career and you stumble onto the youngest Arellano with a new hot drug which leaves you two in quite an awkward situation after it goes very wrong.

Warnings: dubious consent, enemies to lovers in you squint heard enough, p in v sex, Ramon is a wild man, he’s hot I’m not sorry for my actions :) 🌺

Here’s part two! I’m going to start writing part 3 which I think should be the last part 💕

Part 1

Your week back at work hadn’t been easy.

Trying to keep calm despite having the deadliest narco prince “maybe” on your ass, you were positive the stress was taking years off your life.

Everything that could have gone wrong was going absolutely into the shitter. Multiple bad tips, a failed raid, and worst of all, pulse was starting to crop up in clubs. You were drowning in coffee and sleeping under your desk every night now, too uncomfortable to go back to your apartment.

Every bump in the night you were convinced it was a sicario at your door sent by none other than the Ramon Arellano. Nights at the station were getting long anyways, there wasn’t really a point in going home you reasoned. Better then having Daniel finding your body in a ditch somewhere.

You hadn’t even moved the bag of cash out of your living room. It’s still sitting next to your fireplace. You contemplated burning it. It was dirty money after all. That cash was drug money… Ramon Arellano’s money.

You refused to accept it. Your morality was too strong. But you couldn’t exactly turn it into the station. That would open too many questions. You know Daniel would pry, along with the chief. They’d wonder how you got it and that was definitely out of the question. You absolutely couldn’t tell them you slept with the enemy in a drug induced haze and in return he left you a bag of cash… and he also happens to know where you live now.

You decided once your anxiety about returning to your apartment died down, you’d take the cash and give it out to the charities around town. Hopefully some good can come from it.

“Another night under the desk?” Daniel asked snapping you out of your thoughts. He came into the office with a bag of pastries as a steaming cup of coffee.

“Yup.”

“Y/N, you need to actually get real sleep. You’re starting to look like a corpse.” He nodded in your direction.

“I just don’t want to be alone.” You sighed and rubbed your eyes.

“I know being trapped in a concrete box is like traumatizing and all that, but you’re going to burn out if you don’t sleep.”

“I am sleeping.”

“Laying on a pallet under the desk is not good sleep.” Daniel spun around in his desk chair, “Besides, you’re going to see a lot more traumatizing shit with this job so you gotta get over it sooner or later.”

“How do you do it?”

He shrugged, “I don’t know. I just do.”

“Officer Y/L/N and Officer Ramirez, I have another case here from the Chief.” The secretary you see every day came skipping into the office with a manila folder.

“Thanks, Maria.” Daniel smiled at her watching her leave in her tight pencil skirt.

You shook your head and reached for the folder. Daniel saw you and snatched the folder up before you could get your hands on it.

“Nuh uh.” He shook his finger at you, “Go home. You’re calling in sick today and you’re going to catch up on your sleep. I can’t have you running around on half a tank. You’ll get us killed if you’re not on your A game.”

“Are you serious?”

“Mhm.” Daniel stood up taking his coffee with him along with the report.

Giving you no choice, you stood up feeling the fatigue in your body. You bent down and grabbed your bag along with your house keys and a fully loaded gun. You said your goodbyes to the other officers and detectives before informing Maria you were going home for the day. She was sweet about it, and told you that she’d let people know you were out. With a smile, you turned to leave the station.

Walking down the stairs towards the car park, you started to feel the all too familiar anxiety creep up on you. You hadn’t been in your apartment for days. You sighed and unlocked your car, started it up, and drove home. Luckily the station wasn’t too far, but the lull of the engine had started to make your eyes feel heavy.

Pulling into your street spot, you hopped out of the car and locked it dreading the climb up the stairs to your front door. You groaned internally and flipped through your keys before grabbing the one to your door.

You heart started to race as you pushed the front door open only to find everything exactly how you left it. You sighed in relief and threw your work back on the floor next to the door along with your shoes. You walked into the kitchen only to find the fruit in the bowl on the counter had molded and pretty much everything in the fridge was spoiled.

Deciding to throw everything in the trash, and just order take out later was the best decision you had ever made. The second your back hit the plushness of your mattress you were out, and you couldn’t care less about food at the moment. You didn’t even change out of your uniform. The exhaustion of the past week finally had caught up to you.

You had been in the deepest sleep of your life until a loud bang startled you awake. Reaching for your gun, you sat up feeling your heart race.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Standing up, you quickly force the sleep out of your system. It was replaced with vicious adrenaline. You were about to step out into the hallway when you heard your next door neighbor through the wall.

“Shit.” You shook your head and put your gun back in your belt to rub your eyes.

They must have slammed their door again.

You took in a deep shaky breath and settled down. You chastised yourself for being so pathetic.

Ramon probably just sent the money as a one time thing. There is no reason for him to be lurking around here.

You were a cop after all. A low ranked one at that too. You weren’t important enough to waste any time on. You were being paranoid.

Once you talked yourself down and got your shit together, you stripped from your uniform and turned on the shower to scrub the last week off. Once clean, you put on your comfy clothes and phoned in your order to the restaurant a few blocks away. The clock read 6:00pm and you frankly were impressed you were able to sleep for so long without being awoken. But, now you were definitely passed hungry and very excited for take out.

You grabbed your purse and looked at the gun on the nightstand. You went to reach for it, but remembered what Daniel had said earlier. You just have to do it. Your gut knotted up with uncertainty but ultimately you decided to leave it.

Your ego couldn’t handle seeing yourself as weak and decided since the restaurant was only a few blocks away you’d be fine. Making sure you have cash on you, you slipped on your filthy sneakers and left the apartment to grab your dinner.

You waved at your neighbors on your way down the steps before stepping out into the street. Everything was busy as people were making their commutes home from work and you saw all the familiar faces you had gotten to know over the past few months after moving into this town.

The lamp lit roads guided your way down towards the local restaurant and you actually had felt relaxed.

The warm breeze was comforting along with the music spilling out from people’s balconies as dinner time approached.

You turned right into the yellow painted restaurant were you smiled at the receptionist. She took your payment and handed you the bag of take out that smelled heavenly.

You waved goodbye before making your way back home. This definitely beats the break room food you’d been barely surviving off of the past few days that was for sure.

Your stomach growled as you unlocked your door and stepped inside to kick your shoes off. Making your way over to the kitchen you set the steaming bag of food down along with your purse and turned to grab a plate from the cabinet.

The moment you set the plate down a shuffling noise made you freeze in place.

“Princesa.”

Your blood ran cold.

No.

Putting your fork down, you turned very slowly towards the living room by your couch. Sitting on the leather chair next to the window was none other then Ramon fucking Arellano.

You instinctively reached for your gun only to find your waist band empty.

“Looking for this?” He stood up holding up your weapon giving it a good wave. It looked small in his hands.

You were scared. You’ve never felt so naked before. Standing before him now, he seemed so visceral. He radiated power and strength. He reminded you of a jaguar. He was wild, and untamed and it made your blood run ice cold.

You felt like a deer in the jaws of a predator, waiting for him to snap your silly little neck.

You put your hands up showing him you mean no harm praying he’d let you live.

“What do you want?” You trembled.

“Where have you been?” He asked leaning against your mantle.

“What?” You narrowed your eyes.

“You haven’t been here.” He looked around at your apartment.

“You’ve been watching me?”

He snorted and crossed his arms, “Of course.” ...of course... you shivered.

Your heart thumped in your chest. You felt like you were going to faint. Nothing felt real anymore. There’s no way Ramon was in your apartment right now. You forced yourself to suck in oxygen.

“I thought you would have sent one of your boys after me.” You studied his lax posture. He raised a brow watching you shift your weight... you wanted out. You were nervous.

You sighed, “I was at the station.”

“For five days?”

“Shits been crazy no thanks to you.” You accused with snark.

He smirked. You realized he likes it when you’re feisty. He makes that face.

“And I wasn’t wrong.” You gestured to him, he in fact did come after you, “So what do you want? You want to kill me? Just get it over with.”

He crossed his arms keeping your weapon in his grasp.

“I don’t want to kill you baby.” He stood up straight and took a few steps closer to you even though you backed up into the kitchen, “But I definitely can’t just let you go.”

“Why? Is it the money?” You shook your head, “I don’t want it, just take it.”

“It’s not the money baby.” He crooned and set the gun down on the table next to the couch. He continued his prowl towards you, and there was nothing you can do but press yourself into the pantry door and pray.

“I didn’t tell anyone.” You started to tremble again as he neared. When he came into the full light of the kitchen you could see his features clearer than ever. The last time you had been this close he was so far deep inside you, you were seeing stars.

His scent was beginning to fill your senses again and you couldn’t stop the chills that ran down your spine. Fuck.

“Of course you didn’t baby.” He backed you up into the pantry and boxed you in. His voice was honeyed as he towered over you. You looked down at his exposed chest and undone buttons, intimidated by his intensity, but Ramon didn’t like that. He pushed a finger under your chin forcing you to look up at him. The same hand brushed against your cheek and then moved your freshly washed hair out of your face.

You trembled under his touch, and looked up at him with wide eyes, “Why are you here then?”

He leaned down to whisper in your ear, “I want you, Y/N.”

Chills vibrated through your entire body setting it on fire. You turned your head away from him desperate for air.

“Why?” You whimpered. He ran his fingers down your neck like he had that night, and it made you weak. Suddenly he firmly wrapped his hand around your neck pinning you in place. The images of a deer in the jaw of a lion replayed in your mind, and in this moment you had no doubt that Ramon held your life in his very strong hands. He could snap you in half right now if he so pleased.

He leaned forwards and placed a kiss to your forehead, “I haven’t been able to get you out of my head princesa. I smell you on me…my clothes, you’re like drug baby.” He squeezed your neck a bit feeling your pulse race beneath your skin, “those damn pigs have been keeping you away from me, hm?” He pressed another kiss into your forehead, “I came to see you a few days later, and you were gone.”

“How did you find me?” You whispered.

He chuckled, “You’re one of three female officers in this town.” He smoothed your hair back, “I saw your cafe punch card and put it together.”

You sighed. You had no idea it was that easy.

“My men also have been keeping their eyes on you. Didn’t want my princesa getting hurt now, hm?”

You looked up at him suddenly feeling a bit more bold, “You ruined my Santiago Street raid!”

“Obviously.” He rolled his eyes playfully.

You scrunched your brows, “I got in so much trouble for that!” You shoved him even though he still gripped your neck.

He smirked, “I’m sorry baby.” He leaned forward but you shoved him again.

“Arellano!” You chastised.

He hummed.

“Arellano, you gotta go.” You whined, “You can’t be here.”

“Why not?” His eyes trained on your lips, “I like it here.” He looked hungry.

“Because!” You tried pushing him off again but he didn’t budge, “I’ll lose my job. They’re going to think I’m your informant.” You tried to wriggle out of his grasp, “My partner he’ll-“

“Your partner?” He gripped your hip in his other hand possessively.

“Yeah, my partner.” You felt his thumb push past your waist band and rub warm circles into your hip bone making you stutter, “H-he’s going to n-notice.”

“Ramirez right?” He smiled wolfishly.

You swallowed thickly praying this wouldn’t lead anywhere bad. You nodded a yes. He obviously already knew there is no point in lying.

“You like him princessa?” He asked.

You shook your head no, “not like that.”

Ramon smiled at that, “And what would Ramirez think if he saw you right now, hm?” His hand moved further up your belly pushing your shirt up as he felt your burning skin.

“He’d t-think I’m a traitor.” You whimpered feeling Ramon’s hand cup your breast. You struggled to breathe feeling the heat spreading throughout your body.

His touch was becoming rougher as he squeezed you through your bra making you gasp. You instinctually grabbed onto the fabric of his shirt. Before you could correct your actions, Ramon surged forwards and pressed his lips to yours. You melted immediately. He felt so good. All the memories of that night flooded back and you moaned into his mouth.

He responded eagerly and shoved a knee between your legs only adding to the desperation. Your bodies melded together as the two of you pushed into each others clothes desperate to feel the other.

You broke the kiss first trying to suck down air making him growl and surge forward again. He needed to be on you, he was addicted to it. With your hair like this and out of it’s slick bun, you looked just like you did that night. He couldn’t control himself. He deepened the kiss and pushed his tongue into your mouth feeling you get even more turned on. He felt your little hands on his chest, feeling the fabric of his shirt before you shoved it open and trailed your hands all over his firm chest.

And then just like that, you snapped out of it.

Breaking the kiss, you looked at him and reared your hand back before slapping the absolute dog shit out of him.

His head whipped to the side and you immediately covered your mouth in shock you had just done that.

Cursing yourself, your saucer eyes watched him turn back to face you as he felt where your hand had collided with his cheek.

“I…I-“ You stuttered also in shock. Your words weren’t coming to you.

He narrowed his eyes and studied you for a second. Your heart raced and you were sure he was going to gut you like a fish for that.

He took a step back to look at you, leaving you pressed up against the pantry. Then without a word, he leaned forwards and bent you over his shoulder before lifting you, and carrying you out of the kitchen and down the hall of your apartment towards your bedroom.

You yelped as he threw you onto the mattress with a bounce. He was on you in a second with a fire like you hadn’t ever seen before.

“R-Ramon-“ You tried to get the apology out, but he had his lips on you again clearly not interested in hearing it. You realized the slap had made him even more feral as he tore away at your clothes like he had that night high as fuck on pulse. The man was animalistic.

He shredded your panties off, promising he’d buy you more.

Ramon had every intention to keep seeing you, you realized.

He wasted no time shoving your legs apart and diving in with his mouth. There was no lead up, he needed you on his tongue and he needed you now. The fantasy of it had plagued him for the past two weeks.

You cried out feeling his hot tongue on your leaking pussy. Your hands went straight to his hair as he licked and sucked with ferocity. You thrashed and flailed with the intensity of it all. He had you on the brink of screaming with his no mercy approach to eating you out. He pinned your hips down not giving you an inch.

“Ramon!” You cried out feeling your orgasm approaching.

He just latched on harder refusing to let you go. He wanted to watch you fall apart. He needed it. Just as quickly as it it had started, it came to an end. You came as he licked up your orgasm ignoring the way you flinched from overstimulation. You quickly realized Ramon was one for taking what he wanted, and right now he wanted you to come as quickly as as hard as he could make you.

He second he let you go, he started kissing up your thigh giving you a moment to recover. You panted heavily but wanted to feel him against you. He had too much clothing on. You had to change that.

Sitting up, you pushed him back to paw at his shirt. He watched you with awe as your shaky fingers shoved the fabric from his shoulders. He hadn’t understood where this obsession was coming from.

In front of him, you were all woman, but he knowledge that you were forbidden to him only made you so much more intriguing. None of the other girls in his social circle kept a death grip on his mind like you had.

The Narco and the Cop.

He liked the danger you provided.

You weren’t like any other woman he had ever come across. He knew after he had scaled the bricks of pulse and shimmied out of the vent windows, that he had to see you again. His boys told him you weren’t at your apartment and he had started to get impatient. The moment they confirmed you were in fact back home, he dropped everything to come here.

You snapped him out of his thoughts when you pulled at his chains again. He bent down to push his nose into your hairline breathing in deep while you peeled his pants away from his body. When he was bare, he couldn’t help but shove you back into your plush pillows. He liked your bed much more than the hard concrete floor back in the distribution site. Your body glowed under the light of the moon coming from the window, and he dragged his fingers down you side admiring everything about you.

“Pretty girl.” He muttered before knocking your knees apart and lining himself up.

You gripped onto his biceps as he surged forward and stretched you open. He caught your moan in a kiss before slowly beginning to thrust feeling all too familiar.

Unlike the night on pulse, he actually gave you some mercy. You grappled at his smooth and toned body as he picked up the pace. He was brutal and calculated, listening to every little noise you made he made sure to fuck you just how you liked.

He was addicted to watching you come.

He realized he’d do anything to hear you moan like you do.

Then suddenly, with a burst of strength, you maneuvered him over onto his back with a swift shove. He looked up at you startled as you began to ride him with no abandon. None of the girls he has been with take charge like this. He thinks he likes it. Usually they just let him do whatever he wants.

But not you... not his princesa.

Sliding his hands up your body, he cupped both of your tits and gave them a good squeeze making you cry out. You looked so pretty riding him. He couldn’t help but buck up into you watching your tits jiggle.

“Arellano!” You moaned out clenching around him feeling your orgasm approaching. He then grabbed you by your neck and flipped you over onto your back pinning you in place. He drove down into you at a punishing pace living for every moment that you clenched viciously around him.

“Come princesa.” He growled.

“Fuck!” You threw your head back as you came. You nails dug into his back and arm throwing him over the edge. He bucked into you spilling himself inside your velvet walls with a grunt.

He stayed on top of you for a moment before slowly sliding off to the side making the mattress bounce. Breathing heavily, you turned to look at him with those same doe eyes from two weeks ago. He was in trouble he reasoned. One look with those eyes and he’d be on his knees.

You ran your fingers over his dewy skin causing bumps to arise as he cooled down. The higher you went, you were met with his midnight eyes. He looked down at you and you swore you saw a moment of softness come from him.

“Why me?” You were unable to hold the question in any longer, “Aren’t you supposed to stay far away from people like me?”

He shrugged, “I don’t know.”

He was being sincere. You could tell. You might be a new cop, but you could always tell when someone was lying. Maybe he’s attracted to the thrill. Riding on the edge of being caught by the police. Who knows? Maybe there’s still pulse in his system and he’s partially delirious.

You sighed, “You’re making my life difficult you know.”

He smiled, “What part?”

“All of it.” You shook your head, “I should be arresting you, but instead you’re in my bed…naked.”

He smirked, “Aressting me?” He crawled on top of you. “You want me in cuffs that bad baby? All you have to do it ask.”

You huff, “That’s not what I meant.”

“Sure princesa.” He squeezed your hips sending a chill through your body.

You shove him playfully, “I’m serious.”

“Well you’re off for the weekend, yeah?” He leaned over to the discarded clothes on the bed and pulled out a tiny envelope handing it to you. You took it and sat up to look inside.

“Is this what I think it is?” You looked up at him with a raised brow. He nodded with a boyish grin. The hot pink powder inside the envelope was unmistakable.

“Arellano… I am not doing drugs with you.” You put the envelope down, “I just spent the whole week busting my ass trying to get rid of this shit.”

He nudged your cheek with his nose before planting a kiss to your forehead, “Just a little?” He then pressed another kiss to your neck and then another.

“Arellano, I’m a cop for fucks sake.” You whimpered as his mouth suctioned to your delicate skin. He was marking you, you knew it.

“You don’t have to be baby.” He purred using his weight to push you back into the pillows.

“But-“ You moaned softly as he made his way down to your nipple and suctioned onto it, “I want to be.”

“You want to be the good guy, huh?” He crooned moving to the other breast and repeating his actions.

You moaned in response.

“You want to stop the big bad Narcos, don’t you princesa?” He moved his hands further down until he reached your pussy. Sliding his pointer through your wet and swollen folds, he settled on your clit and moved in very precise circles. You whined pathetically as the pleasure surged through you.

“How about this baby,” He bit down gently on your nipple, “I have some very very bad men in my way and I’ll give you tips on their whereabouts as an apology for ruining your raid.”

You shuttered as be brought you hurtling towards another orgasm.

“And what do you want?” You heaved, “In return?”

You were getting closer and closer to your release.

He smirked and released your nipple to look you in the eye, his fingers never stopped until he saw your pupils dilate and you hurtled over the edge.

“You.”