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superrosblog · 2 years

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#naturaleza #nature #natural #parque #aestheitcs #vintage #old web #naturfotografie #naturist #naturism #green day #artedigital #flores #flowers #butterfly #maripositas #mariposa

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notasdeundes-enamorado · 2 years

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Hace tiempo no sentia algo como esto. De las veces que no sabes si desvelarte para seguir pensando o dormir para soñarlo y sentir que se hace real. O como ese algo que te hace sonreír inexplicablemente O que te hace latir muy rápido el corazón, de aquellas veces que te poner muy nervioso y no sabes la razon O como algo que no te deja respirar pero es tu oxígeno. O como esas veces que te sientes morir pero también te hace vivir O te hace volar pero también te atrae como un imán.

#cosas del amor #emociones #maripositas #pensamientos #sentimientos #deseo #alegria #felicidad #locura #por ti #contigo #amor

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ylliasbell · 6 months

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#mariposa #butterfly #flores #flowers #sol de primavera #primavera #maripositas #mariposita

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mrdarcv · 4 months

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𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙮 durante la primer parte del capitulo catorce: one hundred years .

#(*) 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 ╱ armario.#las maripositas son los gemelos del traje

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sweetmariposa · 9 months

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🩷🎀👛🌸

#mariposita

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nabulsi · 1 year

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SANA HALWA YA GAMEEEEEEEL! 🥳

ENTA AL GAMEEL YA GAMEEL 💖💖💖 THANK U DARLING!

#la-mariposita-de-palestina #mari 💖#paptalk #papday2022

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rgtb-8 · 9 months

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#barbie #lamparita y el ensueño de la mariposita del amor

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love-intheice · 1 year

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🦋 Mariposita 🦋

Hay días que quisiera ser como una mariposita y poder elevarme alto en el cielo y llegar hasta el sol para poder sentir calor.

Encontrar mis alas, extenderlas con mis muchos colores y emprender un viaje sin un destino definido, solo para poder sentirme libre, y alejarme de todo aquello que me causa dolor. Hay días como hoy en los que quisiera ser una mariposita que aletea ágilmente entre las flores danzando de pétalo en pétalo y volando alto muy alto sin temor a ser opacada entre la hermosura de las flores

Quisiera ser una mariposita para poder enseñarle al mundo la hermosura que hay en mí, sin temor a que alguien quiera arrebatarme la confianza.

Pero aún soy una oruga… una oruga, que no sabe ni siquiera cómo construir su propio capullo, una oruga que se mira en el reflejo de las gotas de rocío y no se reconoce.

Soy una oruga que ha luchado mucho por intentar protegerse, pero no lo consigue, y siempre anda cayéndose de las hojas porque no ha aprendido a sostenerse en lo más alto.

Soy una oruga de esas a las que el mundo no comprende, de las que todos se alejan, y que le tiene miedo a crecer, soy una oruga que no sabe como convertirse en mariposa, soy una oruga que descubrió que no es una oruga sino un simple gusano que quizás y nunca pueda aprender a Volar…

Soy un gusano con el triste sueño de ser una oruga que se transforma en una mariposita y aprende a volar.

#Mariposita #feelings #loneliness #sadness

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achingroses · 1 year

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i’m coming to the realization that I will actually see american rock band my chemical romance tomorrow, holy shit

#mcr #listen i’m freaking the fuck out #tengo maripositas en el estómago no puedo dios LOS AMO

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little-lamb-lyosha · 2 years

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I FINISHED THE 1st CAMPAIGN ON THE D&D PODCAST THAT HAS BEEN MY LIFE SINCE TWO MONTHS AGO

DON'T TOUCH ME I'M CRYING SOBBING ETC

#tirando rol #WEY HABÍAN MARIPOSITAS EN LA TUMBA DE VON FALKEN NO ME TOQUEN AAAAA

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hyperfixationrn · 1 year

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ynmessi

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ynmessi forced cousin bonding or whatever (i love you davi) 🇧🇷🐢

neymarjr mariposita quien es el chico? es esa pedri?

See translation: little butterfly who is the boy? is that pedri?

neymarjr no hagas de mi hijo un fan de españa

See translation: don’t make my son a spain fan

ynmessi TIO SHHHHHH

See translation: UNCLE SHHHHHH

ynmessi VISCA BARCA ❤️💙💛

neymarjr 🤔

username not ney dragging yn rn

username PEDRI? AND YN MESSI? HE IS HIM.

leomessi Por que esta allí, Yn?

See translation: Why is he there?

ynmessi cuidado davi. claro que el esta conmigo. 😀

See translation: i’m watching davi. of course he’s with me.

leomessi 🙄 Pedri, no davi.

username LMAOOOOOOO

pedri ❤️

username BOLD

username yeah run

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ynmessi

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ynmessi barca siempre 😌

See translation: barca always

username yn really went from wearing her dad’s barca jersey, to ney’s bc she was truly his biggest fan, to pedri’s… 😭😭😭

username and we love her for it

username no bc the interviews of messi laughing because she would just run around in ney’s jersey instead of his 😩😩 man was pressed

username i just KNOW neymar clowned him for that

pedri que lindo ❤️

See translation: how pretty

ynmessi te amo

See translation: i love you

username precious!!!

antonelaroccuzzo Mi hijita 🥰🥰🥰

See translation: My little girl

ynmessi ❤️❤️❤️

neymarjr pequeña yn 🫶🏽

ynmessi ❤️

username i want to be her so badly

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barcafan11

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barcafan11 yn when she only wore her dad’s jersey, then ney’s, and now pedri’s 🫠

username she’s all grown up :)

username i simply know messi cannot stand the trio that yn, gavi, and pedri must be

username she was so tiny omg

username that video where leo’s chasing after her but she’ll only walk out with ney HAHAHA

username she’s just like me fr

ynmessi i’m in my pedri era 😎

username your lover era

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#pedri imagine #pedri x you #pedri gonzalez imagine #football imagine #fifa world cup #world cup #soccer imagine #neymar #neymar jr imagine #leo messi

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creedslove · 5 months

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hello mari!!

i hope i won't be asking for too much but can i have some javi p as confused dad girl? (for example reader is with her family in the other state and javi has to take care of his little princesa because she has a cold) i feel like this would make my day better especially when i'm sick (my fever is driving me crazyyy)

Javier Peña x f!reader

A/N: ohhh it's alright baby, I'm sorry it took me a couple of days to get it done 🥺 I hope you're feeling better by then baby, if you aren't just take care of yourself and message me whenever you want 🥺❣️ love you 💞

"¿Qué pasa mariposita?"

• Javi sighed as he sat on the edge of the bed that was way too small for him and watched as his daughter's sad and glossy eyes stared at him after coughing her tiny little heart out

"I don't feel well daddy"

• Analuz pouted as Javi nodded and placed his hand on her forehead, feeling how feverish her skin was and the realization was that his precious mariposita was sick

• when you had to travel for a couple of days and leave town in order to see your family, Javi had the task of taking care of your little toddler and he was sure it would be a weekend full of fun and it was until his sweet baby girl woke up with a nasty cough, fever and a sore throat

• Javi refused to believe it had anything to do with the fact Analuz and himself spent the whole Saturday swimming in the pool and having ice cream, after all, Javier Peña was sure there wasn't such a thing as too much swimming pool and ice cream

• so Javi turns into full dad mode and he's ready to help his beautiful princess; the first thing he does is to go after the tylenol and medicate his sweet princess

• then, he takes her to the couch, wrapped into her favorite warm blanket and puts on whatever she wants to watch: cartoons, disney movies, videos about animals, his princess got it all

• and then Javi had to remember his old Colombian era, in which he was a single man living in a bachelor pad and he had to cook his own meals in order to prepare his beautiful daughter some soup

• and even if it wasn't as good as the ones you often made it, Analuz loved it, because it was her daddy who had prepared it for her and she thought it was delicious

• she asked him for a hot chocolate mug and even if Javier knew he shouldn't give her chocolate, he figured her tummy was fine, so why not

• they finished Sunday cuddled up on the couch, Javi and his precious mariposita drinking some hot chocolate and watching a princess movie

• Analuz her had tiny fingers gripped into her daddy's shirt as she rested against his chest, her breathing was calm and her eyes were so heavy even if she tried fighting sleep

• he took her to bed and kissed her forehead, wishing his beautiful daughter goodnight and going to bed; he phoned you and told you all about their weekend, the good and the bad part

• you praised him and assured him he was a great dad and you were so proud of him, and Javi told you how much Analuz and himself missed you

• you said goodbye and went to bed, knowing you'd be back to your family in a couple of days even if it felt too long to be away from them ❣️

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#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x y/n #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal headcanon #pedro pascal headcanons #javier peña #javier peña x reader #javier peña x you #javier peña x y/n #javier peña fanfiction #javier peña fanfic #javier peña headcanon #javier peña headcanons

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ylliasbell · 7 months

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#mariposa #maripositas #mariposita #butterfly #naturaleza #sol #primavera

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creamenjoyer · 9 months

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cleome.

18+ only content, mdni

content: miguel o'hara/f!reader, soft-ish dom!miguel, use of "sir," vibrator use, fingering, f!orgasm, overstimulation, mentioned bondage, fang fuckery, aftercare.

wc: 934

“oh,” you cried, hips stuttering against the vibrator miguel had pressed to your clit. he had two fingers buried inside you, moving at a punishing, delicious pace. “miguel, wait, you’re gonna make me-”

a firm smack against the outside of your thigh stopped you mid-plea, the sting quickly blossoming into that dull burn miguel had taught you the joy of. “come on, mariposita. you know better,” he breathed against your collarbone. he began dragging the vibrating wand up and down; every slip of silicone against your folds brought you closer to the edge.

a strangled cry of, “sir,” was ripped from your throat. “i’ll be so good sir, i’ll do…” you trailed off, a string of moans escaping your lips. in front of anyone else, it would be humiliating. in front of miguel, it was right.

“you’ll do what, preciosa? tell me,” he all but growled. distantly, you registered the feeling of sharp canines against your skin. you knew it should scare you. it didn’t.

you couldn’t answer his question, though. his torturous ministrations had completely derailed your train of thought. your head was spinning as he curled his fingers upward, twisting them against your sweet spot. you thought you might be melting.

miguel relished in the sounds you weren’t even aware you were making. they triggered something primal inside of him. something dark, admittedly, but he could control himself. he wouldn’t risk you. wouldn’t risk this.

“tell me,” he hissed, his desperation hardly masked. he nipped at the crook of your neck, careful not to break the skin. not yet.

the vibrator was suddenly speeding up, and you couldn’t resist the urge to fuck back against it. “i’ll do anything, sir, anything,” you whined. it was impossible to focus on anything but him. just the way he liked it.

“fuck, mariposita,” miguel groaned. the thrust of his fingers inside of you was becoming rougher by the minute. “good girl. so desperate to be fucked. is the vibrator not enough for you?” he mocked, his strokes against your clit morphing into maddening circles. “you want it faster?”

a panicked, unintelligible plea for mercy spilled out of you - despite the way you clenched around his fingers at the suggestion. it was beautiful, a symphony not even classic composers could perfect. “oh, but i thought you would do anything, amor. i thought you wanted to be good for me.” he pressed a button, setting the vibrator to its highest frequency.

if your last cry was a symphony, the moans that escaped you now were an opera. they nearly brought him to his knees. you were so. fucking. precious. as your hips bucked and your cunt throbbed, you whimpered, “mig- sir, i’m so close, please let me.. oh!” your body was moving without your control, nails digging into his shoulders while you arched your back, straining to be closer to him. you could feel the warmth of his chest against your own. “i can’t, i can’t-”

“dios, mi mariposita, you’re so fucking perfect - look at you fucking yourself on my fingers. i’ll have to tie you down next time. you would look so pretty, all wrapped up in my web.” he was babbling, fangs scraping closer and closer to a particularly thick vein in your neck. you were so consumed by the vibrations bullying your clit, you hardly understood a word he said.

“sir, please,” you whined dumbly, still trying to get his fingers deeper inside of you, “wanna.. wanna cum, please!”

a low, gravelly grown rumbled from miguel’s chest. you were so dangerous for him. he knew better than to want you this bad. “cum for me, amor,” he whispered, tongue sliding against the vein his fangs were so desperate to claim. not yet. not tonight. holding himself back was nearly painful. “i want you to cum all over my fucking fingers. you can do it, baby, just let it all go.” he twirled the vibrator in short, fast circles around your clit before tilting it upward, hitting a spot that blurred your vision. he pressed harder, his other hand now furiously stroking every nerve inside of you his fingers could find.

“miguel!” you barely managed to whimper, your body finally succumbing to his will. it was like your heartbeat had synced with the throbbing of your sensitive, drenched cunt. your orgasm consumed you, numbed you to everything that wasn’t this feeling, this euphoria that only miguel could give you.

“i’ve got you, mariposita, ride it out,” he cooed. he showered your neck with kisses, and then your collarbone, your breasts. you felt every moment of it.

miguel didn’t stop until you forced his hands away, begging for no more, it’s too much, no more. for a while, you floated, allowing him to fawn over you as the aftershocks ran their course. when you finally came back down to earth, you were surrounded by soft sheets and miguel’s warmth. he murmured something you couldn’t make out in spanish as he gently stroked the back of your neck, his nose buried in your hair.

“that was poetry, amor,” he whispered. a kiss was pressed to your forehead. your heart was blooming. “you were so good for me, baby. love you so much.” you could hear the exhaustion in his voice. for some stupid reason, it brought a smile to your lips.

“love you too,” you mumbled back, snuggling closer to the furnace that was miguel’s chest. but before you could drift to sleep, you had a thought. you tilted your head up to meet his eyes.

“so,” you said sleepily, “what was that about tying me up?”

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mariposita - little butterfly

preciosa - precious

----also,

cleome - spider flower

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara smut #spider man 2099 x reader #astv smut #astv x reader #not proofread god forgive me

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sweetmariposa · 1 year

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