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misspearly1 · 2 years

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Yours

Pairing: Joel Miller x You (F!Reader)

Summary: Feeling one particular emotion at the wrong time and place, how does it affect the friendship between you and your fellow survivor Joel Miller? Your only good friend and trusted ally amongst a group of twenty, who remains oblivious of your silent crush - how does the man react when you're running away from packs of Hunters and you are… aroused.

WC: 3.2k

Warnings: 18+ Content. Minors DNI. Smut. Hunters doing hunter shit (no one gets hurt). Little bit of angst (With a happy ending of course). Unprotected PIV sex in a risky, unsafe location. Oral. (M receiving) Face fucking, deep throating. Dirty talk. Praise kink. Slight Ownership Kink possibly? Breast/Nipple play. And lastly, lots of fluff.

AN: Yass, I’ve missed writing out oneshots and really enjoyed exploring this short story. It’s nice to take a break and use a different era/setting, so I hope ya’ll enjoy this as much as I did. (May pick it back up in the future, idk yet) <33

Emotions are a funny thing right? They’re just feelings, a chemical synapse in your brain responding to everything around you in some type of way - they’re funny to you because you can’t explain those feelings sometimes, and this is one of those times where you can’t explain why or how you feel the way you do.

The harrowing experience in which you are going through right now is just like every other day in this dark world; passing through a town, and surprise surprise, you get ambushed, split up from your group and therefore have to fight your way out. Same shit, different day.

This would count as the third time it has happened in the last four month traveling on the open road with your small group of survivors, and honestly, you’re starting to get used to it.

The Lakeside Lodges used to be your camp once upon a time, but just like every other camp as it seems, it fell to the hands of Infected and you all had to move on. Your fellow survivors aren’t all that bad, there are a few questionable people of course, there always are, but the vast majority are safe to be around, and besides, you can take care of yourself if any one of them tries to overstep.

The rules are as follows; no stealing, no fighting or killing each other and if you see something first, it’s yours. You just have to yell it out like the boss can hear you - and so far, there hasn't been any push back with those rules set by Deacon - the leader of the group. He does a decent job at keeping the rowdy ones in line and a lot of people look up to him. Not you, but mostly the men in your group.

They respect him, but you, on the other hand, respect his sister. You don’t dislike Deacon, but you don’t exactly place him on a pedestal like the others do. If anyone should be in charge, then it should be his sister Melissa, or maybe Joel Miller. Truthfully, Melissa would be the better choice and the only reason you nominate Joel is because you have a crush on him. He has leadership material for sure, but he’s not interested in leading twenty people into a new world.

And you know this because you’re his only friend, well, sort of. You annoyed him enough to give in and open up a little, but not too much. The man is overall a quiet person, keeps himself to himself and doesn’t bother anybody. Initially you thought he did that to avoid a fight, but after seeing him fight on many occasions now, you know it’s because he could quite easily kill any man in this group, therefore he doesn’t get involved with anyone to avoid making a mistake that gets him banished.

Today is day three of your hellish escape out of this town with groups of hunters and the dead around every corner, but lucky for you, Joel was at your side when your group got scattered. You weren’t on your own, which would seriously lessen your odds of survival, but the reason you are having a meltdown right now is because of that one emotion you feel during a time like this. Arousal - you are aroused, and that’s why it’s so damn funny to you.

It’s funny because it’s confusing and silly. You should be terrified for your life right now. Joel and you ducked into a hotel with Hunters hot on your heels, but the way the man was grabbing at your arm, pushing you in front of him, as if shielding you from any harm, was driving you up the wall. Why? Why does this guy, who is so quiet and doesn’t get involved with anyone, stick his neck out for your safety?

You assume that it’s because he cares. In his own little ways maybe, but it’s in moments like this where you really get to catch a glimpse of how far you and Joel have come together. It’s called friendship, people that you can trust. And Joel is your friend, but boy do you want it to be more than that. You want him to take you in his arms, seal his lips over your with a fervent kiss then fuck you senseless. Stop thinking about him like that! Now is not the time! You yell inside.

“Keep movin’, girl.” Joel urges you forward quickly, but carefully too so you don’t trip and fall. “Keep going, just keep going.” He repeats and your mind thinks of him saying those words in an entirely different scenario. Sighing frustration, you needed to get a grip of yourself and act proper, especially at a time like this when you can hear the Hunters boots ascending the stairwell. There’s only five of them, easy numbers to take, but Joel seems adamant to put space between you both and them for some reason.

Upon reaching the end of the hall, he looks into the empty rooms and sees that one of them has a giant hole in the ceiling. “Alright, up there.” He ushers inside fast. “We’ll lose them up here.”

“Joel-” You try to protest, finding reason for his absurdly different fight tactics. “-Why are we trying to lose them? We should fight.”

“Not now, Y/N.” He brushes you off, then forcefully turns you around to face the cabinet underneath the hole. Gasping from the contact of his hands boosting you up by your ass, suddenly you don’t feel the need to protest anymore and love his new fight tactics. Jesus! That small amount of contact was sparking pleasure, but it wasn’t enough. You wanted more.

Turning around and reaching out for him, he climbs the cabinet with ease and takes your hand to be pulled up through the hole, however he loses his footing and causes you both to stumble backwards, the action pushing your breasts into his chest as his thigh jams between your legs. “Oh!” You moan, and your cheeks instantly begin to burn, however Joel doesn’t pay any attention to it.

“Shit, that was my bad. Are you hurt or good to keep moving?” He asks, completely oblivious to the fact you had just breathed a moan into his face, enjoying the contact of his leg grinding against your core. “Y-yes.” You stutter, hoping to keep your silly emotions hidden from him. “I’m good. Let’s move.”

Moving out of the room and into the hallway at a slow pace, you could hear the Hunters searching for you and Joel on the floor below, however there was a much more prevalent danger lurking on this floor. Infected were standing dormant, awaiting stimulus in their surroundings. “Oh shit.” Joel grunts softly, pulling you close to him and dipping into another empty room.

As much as you like how protective he was being right now, it wasn’t like him and you had enough. “What is wrong with you?” You ask, trying to reason with him. “We’re putting ourselves into more and more danger here. We need to kill the threats and get out of here.”

“Y/N - not now.” Joel persists, gesturing with his hand to get you to stop prying. “You wouldn’t understand anyways, darlin’.”

“Understand what?” Asking him another question, even though you can visually see that he is pissed off, you felt comfortable enough with the man to know he wouldn’t direct that anger at you, but he doesn’t answer. Watching him look around the room for anything he can use to fight with, you watch the man you’ve seen fight enemies with his bare hands look frantic and distressed. It was worrying.

Why is he so worried? You wonder. We’ve been in worse situations before. After hearing the distant sounds of Hunters climbing through the hole you and Joel climbed through, he looked at you with heavy eyes. His expression cycled through the emotions, as if there were too many to handle all at once. “Jesus, Joel.” You whisper, shaking your head at him. “Talk to me, what is wrong with you right no-”

“I don’t want to lose you!” He yells - actually yells, not caring about who or what he alerts. An imaginary gust of wind blows through the room between you and Joel as you just stand there, staring at him. Those words drifted around the room, clung to the air and held a heavy amount of weight. He doesn’t want to lose me? Your eyes widen with the meaning of that statement. A smile on your lips appears. That imaginary weight hanging in the balance drops and love wraps itself around your body like a warm blanket. Joel doesn’t want to lose you, because he loves you.

Gliding across the room, your lips crash onto his in a searing kiss as you push him backwards. The sounds of Hunters fighting Infected fading out in the background as you push him into a closet. Joel pushes back, but only far enough to reach for the doors and close them, completely encasing you in darkness, wrapped up in his big, strong arms, wrapped up in his love.

“Y/N.” He groans your name in a whisper, a soft breathy sigh, hinted with desperation. Fighting for leverage by grabbing your hips, the man pulls you into him as he bucks his hips forward, showing his dire need in this exact moment. Silly, silly emotions in a time like this, but it’s apparent that you’re not the only one with untimely emotions. Joel is hard, painfully hard, it’s currently poking into your lower stomach. And you - you are soaked through with desire.

“Joel.” Breaking off from his passionate kiss, you hold a finger to his lips and whisper. “Stay quiet, handsome.” You plant a kiss on the corner of his lips then fall to your knees, the action drawing out a shaky ‘fuck me’ from him before he tosses his head back, biting the back of his hand. Your delicate hands roam the expanse of his clothed crotch, palming his bulge with intention before working the belt buckle open.

Wishing that he could see you within the darkness of this small space, Joel focuses on your touch and pictures your beautiful face behind his closed eyes. The zipper to his jeans open and his cock springs free, audibly slapping his stomach. He breathes heavily with anticipation, feeling you pull his jeans down until they pool around his ankles, and then, your warm breath fans over him. The sensation of your soft lips and shallow breath trailing up his inner thigh making his cock twitch, you stop at his hip and plant a kiss on the skin.

“Y/N - please.” Pleadings choking up his throat, he can physically feel you smiling into the kiss on his other hip before you reassure him. “We’ll get there, baby.” You say sweetly while dragging your tongue up his rock hard cock then back down again. “I want to take my time with you.”

“I'm afraid we won’t have enough time, darlin’.” He grunts, still biting the back of his hand to muffle his moans, however he couldn’t stop the sharp gasping noise he made when your lips landed on his balls. You took the sac in your mouth, swirled your tongue around and very carefully sucked, just enough pressure that it was all pleasure for him. “Goddammit!” His growl hums through his hand, biting the flesh so hard it was close to drawing blood. “When the time comes, girl.” Joel's voice whispers down from above, laced with warning. “When the time comes, you’ll feel my payback for days, darlin’.”

“Oh, I look forward to it.” You moan, then correct yourself. “In fact, I’m desperate for it, Joel. I’m desperate for you.” Licking a path up his cock again, this time you give the man what he so dearly wants and take the head of him your mouth, extracting a pornographic noise from his lips. You hum eagerly when burying your face into the hairs of his mound, holding yourself there for a few seconds before pulling back with an obscene gasp for air.

“Show me how desperate you are, Joel.” You heave a silent request for him to take over, to fuck your face like he owns your mouth like it’s his own personal warm hole. “Take me, baby - I’m yours.” You mewl, practically begging him. It was disgraceful of you, on your knees with your mouth open, ready for him.

“My pleasure, doll.” Joel grunts before threading his fingers through your hair, gripping it tightly before thrusting his cock inside your mouth. You choked, feeling the tip of his prod the back of your throat in the most delicious way. There was no time to wait and so he began fucking your mouth at a steady pace, giving you a break for air each time he pulled his hips back. “Play with yerself, babydoll.” He groans through gritted teeth, eyes rolling to the back of his head from the wet glucking noise of you taking him whole every time. “Go on, get that pussy ready for me, Y/N.”

Moaning around him, the bliss-filled tears stain your cheeks as you slip your hand down your body and inside your jeans fingers landing directly over your clit. You jolt from the delectable sensation and coat your fingers with your slick before delving two inside your quivering hole. “Oh that’s it, darlin’. Good girl.” Joel praises, smiling from the sounds he could hear. “You’re drenched, I can hear that wet little pussy, baby.”

Moaning again, you nod when he buries your face into his mound and Joel keeps you there while using his other hand to palm your breasts through the fabric. “Know how many times I caught myself staring at these? Huh?” He asks, then pinches your nipple, drawing out a cry from you. “Oh, there she is.” He mocks a sickly sweet compliment. “There’s my girl.”

Hips pulling back to give you a break for air, Joel twists his body and brings you with him, now with your back placed to the wall. “Keep those open.” He kicks your feet apart, then warns. “You’re gonna take my load, baby. I’m close.” You manage to utter a teasing reply before he forcefully opens your mouth and buries his cock inside again, muffling your moans of pleasure.

Sampling a taste of him, you swallowed beads of pre-cum and used your other hand to cup his balls, fondling them gently to get him there. You jaw aches and the back of your throat felt bruised, but if you could, you’d allow Joel to fuck your mouth mercilessly for as long as he possibly wanted. His pleasure is yours, and although you like receiving, you love to give a whole lot more. Just hearing him grunting above and feeling his hips snap forward was driving you over the edge into the pools of ecstasy. You wish you could see his cock, but just feeling him in your mouth suggests that the stretch is going to be impressive when the time comes.

“Shit!” He breathes sharply, resting his forearm against the wall while fucking your mouth. He slipped his hand behind your head, protecting you from the contact as his pace picks up. “Oh God. I’m gonna cum. Holy shit, holy shit! Baby, I’m cumming!” Joel yells, bursting ropes of his warmth on your tongue and you gulp it back, emptying your mouth to take more. The noise of your actions was loud, you could hear it yourself and you knew Joel could too. He even praised it. “Yes, baby, yes. Keep going, just like that.” He cries, thighs jerking from the sensitivity. “Take it all, Y/N. Nnugh! Good girl, there we go.”

Pulling back and only hearing you catch your breath from below, Joel does the same and breathes through the aftermath of his orgasm. He misses the sight of your face, hates the darkness in this closet that keeps him from seeing you. Nothing outside this small space could be heard and he takes a gamble that the danger has disappeared. Standing up straight, he kicks the door open behind him with his foot and light floods the room. And he didn’t think you could look any more sexy than what you are.

Sitting on the floor with your knees to your chest, spread out with your hand inside your jeans, where there was a clear damp patch in the crotch area, but your face…Oh God, your face drives him - a sound minded man - absolutely stir crazy with hunger for more. A mixture of his cum and your spit smeared across your chin, your pretty eyes blotchy with tears as your cheeks blossom red - you look beautiful. Beautiful and desirable. “Oh.” You say, crooking one eyebrow with a smirk on your lips. “Looks like someone isn’t finished yet.”

Looking at his growing cock, it hardened again and you were right, he isn’t finished. Not at all. “C’mere.” He whispers softly, reaching down to help you off the floor. Kissing you on the lips while walking backwards until he meets the base of a bed, Joel slips his hands to your front and impatiently opens up your jeans. The man didn’t even wait until they were at your feet before sliding his cock through your slit, coating himself with your desire. The position was something you’ve never done before, he was rolling his hips forward, using your thighs that were squeezed together to give him pleasure, which was stimulating your clit.

“I need you.” He mumbles into your mouth, desperate to feel your warmth wrap around him. “Take your shirt off, baby. I’ve fantasized about how your boobs look for too long.”

Taking your shirt off along with your bra, Joel wastes no time with ducking his head down and taking your pert nipple into his mouth, sucking on the sensitive skin harshly with a gentle bite. “Joel!” You mewl. Tossing your head back as he grunts like some wild animal chasing his own high. Dropping an arm to your leg, he brings it up high, spreading you apart so he can take what he really wants. A broken whine escapes you as he inserts the tip of him inside, round and bulbous, stretching you open nicely for what's to come next.

“I don’t ever want to lose you.” Joel repeats his statement from earlier, burying himself to the hilt inside your heat. Relishing in your moans of pleasure as you clench around him, he presses his forehead to yours and whispers. “That’s why we’re leaving the group. We’re never going back to them - they’re gonna get us killed and I can’t lose you, darlin. I can’t.”

“Joel.” You sigh a breath of relief. After planting a kiss on his lips, joy floods your chest with a smile spreading across your lips. You look him in the eyes, feeling his warmth inside of you, wrapping you up in his love, and therefore bringing you to repeat your statement from earlier too. “I’m yours, Joel.”

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l-unitas · 8 months

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୨୧ ─ art.

você é a arte que

somente eu aprecio.

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꒰ 📺 ꒱ 甘い

meras palavras não são suficientes

para dizer o quanto te amo.

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pearly : love 🎐

você é bela e fascinante

como uma aurora boreal.

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buckys-lover · 10 months

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Again

miguel o’hara x fem!reader

nsfw masterlist | main masterlist

word count: 0.7k

summary: miguel finds out you can squirt, and he wants to make you do it again

warnings: SMUT (18+), minors DNI, miguel being kinda needy, unprotected sex (pls be safe irl), a bit of praise and degrading :), creampie (bc i have a breeding kink), a lot of italics bc how else would y’all know what I mean?, also Spanish (translation at the end)

A/N: this thought would not leave my head, so this happened. also, I know there’s a lot of debate ab squirting and how it happens/what it is…I don’t have time to get into all that, just enjoy the short little fic // as always, feedback is greatly appreciated, reblog and lmk what you think! <333

Thinking about how Miguel would react the first time he makes you squirt

You two have been going at it for a while now, and he’s made you come twice already

He switches up positions, and you swear you can feel him deeper this time, hitting a spot inside you that no one ever has before

And, by God, you’re seeing stars. You can’t think straight, not when he’s pounding into you with an intensity that makes your soul leave your body; it’s a completely otherworldly experience

He just keeps going, keeps hitting that spot, and oh no, again, a-fucking-gain.

You didn’t think you could reach your orgasm so fast, but he feels so good, and you just can’t hold on any longer

You gasp, gripping onto him tightly, “Miguel, please, I’m…ay dios, I’m gonna-”

You squirt.

Miguel stops completely, staring down at where your bodies meet. Eyes wide, taking in what just happened before looking back at you to meet your shocked gaze.

You swear your breath catches in your throat. That look he gives, one of pure hunger and lust, feral even.

“Do that again.” His voice comes out as a growl, a command. Fuck, he needs you to do that again. The way you squeezed tighter around him, the way you sounded when you squirted, the dazed look you had…he needs it again.

He starts up again, trying desperately to mimic what he had been doing earlier to ensure that you would squirt at least one more time.

“Por favor querida, hágalo otra vez” You’ve never seen him so needy, and you can’t help but whine at his words.

He brings his thumb to your clit, rubbing tight circles on your sensitive bundle of nerves, trying to bring you closer to the edge. “C’mon baby, please, I know you have it in you, just one more time, that’s all I’m asking. Solo una vez más.”

You don’t know what comes over you. Maybe it’s his intensity, how badly he wants it, the way that he’s begging you, the way his cock hits that spot inside you just right.

You’re squirting…again.

And the moan Miguel lets out? Absolutely heavenly, you assume that’s what the angels must sound like when you reach the pearly gates. Although, they could never truly sound as good as he does.

And he’s thanking you, praising you, telling you, “Así cariño- such a good girl, squirting all over my cock like a fucking whore.”

You can’t take it anymore, you’re so overwhelmed, so strung out, so overstimulated - but you need more. Need Miguel to give you exactly what you want, and you know he’s close.

“Por favor amor, sé que quieres-” You whimper, barely able to get the words out. Your mind is foggy, unable to string together a coherent thought other than the desire to be wrecked and filled by the man before you.

“Mm, you want me to cum? Want me to fill up your pretty little pussy? Want me to breed you?”

You don’t have to say anything, the way you tighten around him and dig your nails deeper into his skin is enough of an answer.

And he can’t hold out any longer, not that he wants to anyways.

With a deep groan, he’s cumming inside. Twitching and rutting against you, keeping himself buried to the hilt, making sure that not a single drop escapes.

He leans down, still staying inside your soaked and pulsing heat, placing gentle kisses and bites on your tits and neck.

He’s muttering praises into your skin, telling you how good you were for him.

“Siempre eres tan buena para mí.” He whispers beside your ear before turning to kiss you, passion and desire and appreciation all mixing together in an intoxicating kiss.

Anyways

I think it would become a regular occurrence for Miguel to try and make you squirt at least once every time you have sex from that day forward.

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Translation:

ay dios - oh god

Por favor querida, hágalo otra vez - please darling, do it again

Solo una vez más - just one more time

Así cariño - like that sweetheart

Por favor amor, sé que quieres - please, love, I know you want to

Siempre eres tan buena para mí - you’re always so good for me

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daniswoso · 4 months

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“Ay dios mio.”

Alexia Putellas x Reader

Warnings: suggestive, alluded smut at the end, but no actually smut if that makes sense, hatred which turns out to be r and AP being dumbasses in love.

Summary: Maybe you don’t hate ‘La Reina’ as much as you thought you did.

You and Alexia had been rivals for as long as you could remember. She was snarky, often making snide remarks on the pitch, she was mean and often times her comments actually hurt your feelings. Though you'd never admit to that.

She pissed you off. Everything about her pissed you off. Her perfect eyes, her stupidly perfect face, her nice body, her ridiculously kind personality off the pitch, the way she'd stop and take pictures with fans even when she was in the biggest rush of her life. You hated just how perfect she was, how drop dead fucking gorgeous she was to you.

God, you had it bad for Alexia Putellas.

***

When the World Cup rolled around, you were ecstatic to have received a call up. And you had gladly accepted.

You felt like you were floating on air as you arrived in Australia. Then you found out you were doomed to share a room with her. Of all the people on the Spanish national team, it just had to be her, didn't it?

Your face scrunched in annoyance at the sight of your name next to Alexia's on the piece of paper the coach had given you. Why her of all people?

Alexia must have been thinking the same, as you saw her face scrunch in disgust, mumbling “Ay dios mio.” (Oh my God) Under her breath, in that stupidly perfect voice of her's. God you hated her. Well, not exactly her, but rather how much you liked her.

God, you really, really liked her.

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Upon arriving at the room, Alexia having gone shortly before you, you saw Alexia outside. She appeared to be struggling with the keycard.

"Joder." (Fuck.) She mumbled.

"Need some help, la reina?" (The Queen.) You said sarcastically.

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Alexia's pov.

"Need some help, la reina?" (The Queen.) Y/N said. You froze upon hearing the voice, grumbling before wordlessly passing the keycard to her and rolling your eyes.

God you hated how perfect she looked with that cocky grin on her face. The one she got whenever she sunk a goal into the back of Barca's net when she played against them.

"What's the matter, Putellas? Cat got your tongue, eh?" She teased. God you hated her. And how good she always managed to look, even jet lagged and tired. And how her teeth are so pearly white it's enough to make you swoon and how her stupidly bright eyes are so kind and- Oh.

This wasn't hate. This was a crush.

You grimaced, turning your head to the side and walking inside, hearing her grumble, "Supongo que sí." (I guess so) and walking in behind you.

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Y/N'S POV.

What happened with Alexia outside threw you off, usually she would make a comment back, take the mick a little bit. But she hadn't. She sounded almost disappointed? But for what?

You decided to push it into the back of your mind, ignoring everything about 'La Reina' . God, you hated her. No you don't, you remind yourself, cringing when you realise that what you thought was hate that you had for Alexia could very well be... a crush.

Dios mio, you thought as you placed your bags down on the bed. Sighing heavily you wiped your forehead for sweat, grimacing when you realised you had been sweating since before you had even landed. You needed a shower.

As you turned to go to the shower, you see Alexia. In only her Barcelona training shorts and a sports bra. You couldn't stop your eyes wandering down to her impeccable abs.

She quirked an eyebrow, smirking smugly. "My eyes are up here, amiga." (Friend.) She said smugly, taking a step toward you as your eyes snapped up to hers.

"Hm. And what nice eyes they are." You muttered, trying to not let her hear, knowing she'd hang it over your head for months to come.

"Oh so my eyes are nice?" She chuckled, taking another step. Your eyes travelled back down to her abs.

"Maybe." You hummed, eyes meeting hers again as she lifts your chin with her index finger. She smirked.

"Is that a maybe?" She said, her eyes flicking down to your lips as she licks her own slightly. "Or is it a yes?" She stared into your eyes softly. She smelled like her perfume. Her stupidly nice smelling perfume. And her breath smelled like mint, it was like a breath of chilled air when you felt her breath against your face.

"And what if it was a yes, La Reina?" You decided to bite, playing into Alexia's little teasing game. You smirked slightly, quirking an eyebrow.

"Then I might kiss you."

That was all it took before your lips were on hers, shoving your bags off your bed before straddling her hips and deepening the kiss, which she was more than happy to reciprocate, gripping your hips.

"Maybe I don't hate you." She breathed out as you part.

"Maybe I don't hate you either, Reina." You chuckled, making her smile.

"Shut up and kiss me."

"Okay."

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A/N: enjoy!

#woso soccer #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso fanfics #woso #woso community #woso one shot #alexia putellas x y/n #alexia putellas #alexia putellas x reader #writer is not english

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konigsblog · 3 months

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¡Hola! Disculpa que no te escriba en inglés, pero soy de Venezuela y aún el idioma no me va tan bien. Me encanta todo lo que escribes y lo devoro casi siempre que actualizas, gracias por compartir tus maravillas con nosotros. 😭❤️

¿Puedo pedirte algo de Price x Fem!Reader? Tal vez algo con posesividad, esposo celoso y torcedura de reproducción. Solo si puedes. 🙏🏻✨

it's in price's nature to be easily jealous and overly protective of his darling. i mean, can you blame him? being in the military only caused him to become even more overprotective of you, worried for your safety whenever he's deployed, wanting everyone to know who you belong to. :(

john's breeding kink only intensified over the years. the thought of getting you pregnant, seeing your stomach swollen and large with his offspring had his meaty, fat cock throbbing and aching in his hand. he'd stroke his lengthy shaft, fantasising about impregnating you, while chanting your name through guttural grunts and hoarse groans. his breathing became laboured, imagining you taking every pearly droplet of his thick, potent cum, stuffed deep inside of your slick, drooling pussy, with your clit swelling with euphoria.

he even does research on the best positions; fucking deep into your slick hole, your legs thrown over his broad shoulders to allow him to grind his hard, stiff dick even deeper into you, fat and tight balls pressed against your ass, full of his potent, hot release that he planned to stuff you full with. :( price wouldn't stop ‘til your cunt was oozing out his thick load, being pumped full and slammed into mercilessly, forced to take every single drop of his potent, fertile release as he inches further into you.

he's so proud of himself when your stomach begins to swell with your pregnancy, allowing everyone to know who you belong to. :(

#orla speaks #captain price x reader #john price x reader #price x reader #price x y/n #price x you #captain price #price call of duty #captain john price #john price #price #mw2 price #john price mw2 #price mw2 #price mw3 #price modern warfare #price cod #john price cod #john price call of duty

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maluyoongi · 4 months

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título: Burguesinha data: 7 de janeiro de 2024 programa: ibis paint x doada para: @mestradovento link: ⛳

★ insp: @shibuinni3 @sungset

primeiramente, eu juro q n estava tentando fazer mais uma capa insp em música. essa capa veio do mais absoluto NADA. eu tinha outra ideia totalmente diferente pra capinha das jeonghyo e aí eu achei pack das meninas pra pearly gates e não sosseguei ATÉ TERMINAR ELA (que aliás, terminei às 7:30h da manhã depois de já ter passado a noite fazendo a capinha do jun han). daí, eu precisava de um título, e qual melhor título pra uma história onde se tem alguém jogando golfe???????????????? daí eu fiz uma das capas mais lindas q já fiz e q, msm q o tumblr n permita mostrar, ela tá numa qualidade MUITO boa, tipo eu me superei muito. num estilo muito brabo q eu sempre quis fazer, nunca consegui, até dessa vez q foi TOTALMENTE SEM QUERER. espero fazer outra capa linda assim algum dia de novo☝️

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russellsppttemplates · 3 months

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Hallo ❤️❤️, sending an ask since lately feeling good about my smile and i am a delulu sooooo

Driver doing a media duty (challenge or q/a type of video) and the host asks about who has the most beautiful smiles among them. Que yn walking past and driver is like i shows you who has and they kiss yn hehehehhehheehheh

Note: I'm so happy to read such positivity! Smile more, everyone! You never know how much a smile can do for someone, even a complete stranger!

"I'll be back as soon as we finish this!", Pierre said, kissing your forehead and heading towards the spot where they were filming a press video.

While you had been able to spend the entire race weekend with him, you still had some work to do remotely, finding a quiet spot in the dining lounge that had all the things you needed: a power outlet, a table and a chair that was comfortable enough, background noise of people working around the hospitality that was just loud enough to keep you focused and not distracting enough so you would rather listen to the gossip.

Getting up to go and get a coffee since your eyes started drooping after a while, you walked up to the coffee station, hearing Pierre and Esteban laugh about something, "Now! Out of the two of you, who has the best smile?", the guy from the media team asked, "show us those pearly whites, c'mon!".

Pierre spotted you straight away, getting up from his spot on the sofa and pulling you to him back to where he just was, "this is the most beautiful smile you'll ever see", he beamed, making you blush before anything else.

"Y/N, show us the pearly whites then!", he encouraged, seeing you smile, "see? Gorgeous, she absolutely beats both of us", Pierre smile, stealing a kiss from your lips before he let you go back to your coffee and work.

(Thank you for your submission ✨️)

#pierre gasly blurb #inês writes blurbs #f1 blurb #f1 x reader

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iiiiiiis-things · 9 months

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"poetic justice"

pairing: earth42!miles (aged up) x black!reader

cw: none? fluff. angst if u squint

blurb: fan fic based on Kendrick Lamar and Drakes, poetic justice.

a/n: i aged them up for the plot i also REFUSE to believe this song came out 10 years ago 😭

i used this for translation

and to translate in the story alls u gotta do is highlight the sentence and click translate you may or may not have to click the forward button.

as you were securing the gold hoops in your ear, the doorbell rang, reaching back into your jewelry box you grabbed a couple rings to match, there was one that stood out more than the rest, it had a gold shank, with a simple loopy gallery, a head that stuck out far enough to hold the shiny diamond that went perfectly against your pretty brown skin. It was your promise ring your boyfriend had gotten you 9 months ago given that you two have been dating for 3 years.

Dating Miles was interesting to say the least, being with him gave you a little more power, a little more leverage. You were already pretty popular, living the pretty rich black girl lifestyle that everyone wanted, but it didn't mean that people always respected you resulting in you having to whooping a couple asses but when you and Miles started dating it was like no one ever tried you again.

To be honest it wasn't completely random it made sense, every time someone were to cross lines with Miles Morales they would come up missing, and not wanting to end up on a shirt people never fucked with him or you.

You quickly sprayed your Billie Eilish perfume on your pulse points before grabbing your purse and walking out your bedroom door, rushing downstairs you walk in on your dad and boyfriend sitting on the couch in the living room. there was a pearly white vase full of red Tulips resting on the coffee table that hadn't been there before. you spoke up interrupting the conversation that was being held between the two.

"sorry baby I was still getting ready" Miles stands as you walk over to him wrapping your arms around his neck as he brings you closer with his hands around your lower waist "naw you good" You let go, removing yourself off him but his right hand grabs the front of your shirt bringing it to his nose while his left hand remained on your waist.

"you smell good, isn't that the one-" you cut him off "-you said was gonna stink cause it was made by a white girl" he lets go of your shirt "Guess I was wrong huh?" you nod muttering a small 'mhm' before leaning in for a kiss

miles would never admit it but he found it confounding how he could always tell what exactly soap, perfume, lotion, ect you wear wearing, easily detecting your fragrance, especially if he bought.

your dad sarcastically lets out a cough (which means he wants y'all to back away from each other) and you walk over to the coffee table slightly bending over to look at the flowers in front of you. obviously the flowers were from miles but it's something about how each time he comes over he has a new fresh bouquet of them (sometimes two for your mom) that has you falling, if possible, deeper in love with him.

But you didn't let him know that. not now at least you wanted to endure the moment as long as you can and letting him think he surprises you whenever he tells you what they mean.

standing from the couch your father walks over to Miles holding out his hand "You keep her safe alright?" looking over at Miles you see him give a small smile as he dabs him up "Yes sir" (they def do that firm shake thingy)

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"you know we not going to the park right?" miles asks as you were walking along the road "we not?" you look over to see him making an expression to say 'now you knew damn well' before letting out a small chuckle "Sé que tu gusto es un poco- alto mantenimiento"

which isn't completely a lie, yes you were humble enough that if it ever came down to being lower class you wouldn't be grossed out but it didn't mean that you wanted to be lower class, miles knew how your dad was given that uncle aaron has worked with him numerous of times.

your mom was a florist, she had her own little shop not to far from your house and it was also one of the most popular floral shops in your city. now you didn't know exactly what you're dad did for work but you did know that it was good enough to put food on the table, pall bills, all while still being able to buy you almost whatever you want. it was no surprise that you turned out to be a daddy's girl. when asked in press his reasoning for spoiling you his response was "so she won't be easy, if any boy wanna take my daughter out he has to really impress her." (which had miles stressing on your first date)

it was your mom who kept you deferential. doing simple things like giving you lectures every few weeks, taking away toys when you were in trouble, whooping your ass when you started crying out loud in the middle of the store because you couldn't get any candy, all of it payed off in the end because your parents was a perfect balance you ironically- got your classiness from your dad and your strength came from your mom.

As stated before uncle aaron had connections with your father you could even call him a family friend which is how you and miles met. this means he has an inside look on your childhood life you didn't necessarily like to open up about. miles wasn't stupid. he knew that you were still hurting, still grieving the lost of your sister a couple years ago, an overdosage right before you two were supposed to go out.

miles doesn't wanna press because he knows what it feels like.. to lose someone who you were very close with, and the fact that you were the one that found her, on the bathroom floor, empty pill bottle not far off, and unresponsive. it was absolutely heart wrenching. although he doesn't want to press he at least try's to bring her up every once in a while because he also knows how unhealthy you can get if you don't open up about. but to his luck the most you would do is smile before changing the subject.

your sisters death is what brung out the overprotectiveness in you. after dating for a while miles realized you were a very careful person, not being the little spoiled daddy's girl everyone thought you were. despite knowing a lot of people you only had a few friends you were very careful about who you hang around and the people you were close with were always complaining with your change of attitude and on how overprotective you were but miles knew.

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miles knew exactly why you acted the way you did. because he felt the same way. after loosing his dad he didn't know what to do, he quit eating, stopped opening up to his mother, even becoming an insomniac being afraid that when he woke up, everyone would be gone.

but that's when you came in, like a gaurdiam angel coming to save him and out him out of his misery, uncle aaron introduced the two of you in when you were still in middle school, the location being on of your father big events. he had decided to bring miles to take his mind off of things and to get him out of the house. miles immediately hit it off with you, and by the end of the event your numbers were exchanged.

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but he couldn't lie, as tragic as it is, he can't help but feel that the death of your sister is what brung you two as close as you were now, there wasn't much said but he could feel the shift in air when you came around, naturally you two became more comfortable together without even speaking on it.

"sooo where are we going?" you asked hoping you dressed for the right occasion "to the mall." you smacked your lips "really?!" it was rare when miles took you to the mall because he knew how out of hand you can get "yeah but we only gon hit up a few stores then we'll get some food and i'll take you home, i have some stuff i gotta handle" you knew he was talking about his 'job' just like your father you never asked what about it as long as it meant more gifts.

HEYYYY YALL so, um happy sunflower day 😭

i might make a part 2 to this bc i actually wanted to make it WAY longer it's rlly js depends on how good it does- reason why i cut it short was because i still have to do our baby 1610 miles and i haven't even started it 🤦🏾‍♀️

bt yeahhh did y'all like this?? don't lie. criticize me (bt not to harsh ima lil sensitive 💀)

why am i so awkward?

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q!Bad songs + their lyrics ★-

-`.✎ Ver. 1

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˖◛⁺˖ | Hello and welcome to this list of q!Bad songs (including ones that remind me of Bad and Dapper or other eggs)!! Before we get to the songs, I do want to say that many songs contain triggering content. I have tagged most of them but if there's any I have missed, please do let me know! Other then that, each list will contain 25 songs so the posts won't be long then they already are! If you want to ask me anything about the songs, feel free! Now enjoy :D

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Portrait of a Blank Slate - Lovejoy:

★ "I feel at some point I broke my mind"

★ "How do you all make it look so easy? You open your hearts up so quickly it scares me "

★ "If only you knew just how better things could be"

★ "Another week of action. Another hypoglycemic reaction"

★ "I'm sorry it's all so predictable"

El Muchacho de los Ojos Tristes - Jeanette:

★ "Ni una simple sonrisa, ni un poco de luz en sus ojos profundos" | "Not a single smile, not a bit of light in his deep eyes"

★ "Ni siquiera reflejo de algún pensamiento que alegre su mundo" | "Not even a reflection of some thought that brightens his world"

★ "Hay tristeza en sus ojos" | "There is sadness in his eyes"

★ "El muchacho de los ojos tristes, vive solo y necesita amor. Como el aire, necesita verme. Como el sol, lo necesito yo" | "The guy with sad eyes lives alone and needs love. Like the air, he needs to see me. Like the sun, I need him"

★ "El muchacho de los ojos tristes ha encontrado al fin una razón para hacer que su mirada ría, con mis besos y mi gran amor" | "The guy with sad eyes has finally found a reason to make his eyes smile with my kisses and my great love"

★ "Yo pretendo saber porqué extraña razón hoy sus ojos no ríen. Yo pretendo lograr con ternura y amor ver sus ojos felices" | "I pretend to know the strange reason for why his eyes don't smile today. I intend to achieve with tenderness and love to see his happy eyes" (?)

Fourth of July - Sufjan Stevens:

★ "The evil it spread like a fever ahead. It was night when you died, my firefly"

★ "Did you get enough love, my little dove, why do you cry?"

★ "And I'm sorry I left but it was for best, though it never felt right"

★ "Shall we look at the moon, my little lon, why do you cry?"

★ "Make most of your life while it is rife, while it is light"

Come Little Children - Kate Covington/Hocus Pocus:

★ "Come little children, I'll take thee away into a land of enchantment"

★ "Come little children, the time's come to play, here in my garden of shadows"

★ "Follow sweet children, I'll show thee the way, through all the pain and the sorrows"

★ "Weep not, poor children, for life is this way. Murdering beauty and passions"

★ "Rest now my children, for soon we'll away into the calm and the quiet"

★ "Come little children, the time's come to play, here in my garden of shadows"

Problems - Mother Mother:

★ "You and me, we're not the same. I am a sinner, you are a saint"

★ "When we get to the pearly gates, you'll get the green light. I'll get the old door in the face"

★ "I'm a loser, a disgrace"

★ "I've found love in the strangest place. Tied up and branded, locked in a cage."

★ "You're a beauty- a luminary, in my face"

★ "I got a lot, and not a lot, I got a lot less than a lot // I've got problems, not just the ones that are little"

★ "Some go to baseball, some go debase a face they can't seem to save"

Rises the Moon - Liana Flores:

★ "Days seem sometimes as if they'll never end. Sun digs it's heels to taunt you."

★ "But after sunlit days, one thing stays the same. Rises the moon."

★ "Days fade into a watercolor blur. Memories swim and haunt you."

★ "Oh close your weary eyes. I promise you that soon the autumn comes to darken fading summer skies"

★ "Breathe, breathe, breathe"

★ "Days pull you down just like a sinking ship. Floating is getting harder. But tread the water, child, and know that meanwhile rises the moon"

★ "Days pull you up just like a daffodil. Uprooted from it's garden."

★ "They'll tell you what you owe, but know even so. Rises the moon"

I am the Very Model of a Cartoon Individual - Animaniacs:

★ "I am the very model of a cartoon individual! My animation's comical, unusual and whimsical!"

★ "I'm quite adept at funny gags, comedic theory I have read. From wicked puns and stupid jokes to anvils that drop on your head."

★ "I'm very good at fancy dances, I can even pirouette! Then smack the villain with a fish; I know my cartoon etiquette."

★ "To suit my mood, I can call forth a lot of different sceneries, like outer space and desert scapes and Himalayan eateries."

★ "From this bag here, why, I can pull most anything imaginable."

★ "You see in matters comical, unusual and whimsical, we are the very model of cartoon individuals!"

Burning Pile - Mother Mother:

★ "All I tried to save my face"

★ "All my guts try to spill"

★ "It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile, all lit up and I start to smile. If I catch fire then I change my aim, throw my troubles at the pearly gates"

★ "All your woe begones be gone"

★ "Throw my troubles at the world again"

★ "It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile, all lit up and I start to smile. If I catch fire then I'll take my turn to burn and burn and burn"

dumb dumb - mazie

★ "Disappointment takes us by surprise"

★ "Even though by now I think we should have realized. Everyone is dumb"

★ "There must be something in the corn flakes, making it hard for us to think straight"

★ "It's waking up inside of the dream; you don't know what to believe"

★ "Maybe that's why disappointment takes us by surprise"

Everything at Once - Lenka:

★ "As sly as a fox"

★ "As fast as a hare"

★ "As sharp as a tooth"

★ "As dark as the night"

★ "As sweet as a song, as right as a wrong"

★ "Strong like a family, strong as I wanna be"

★ "As warm as the sun, as silly as fun"

★ "As scary as the sea"

★ "As hot as fire, cold as ice"

★ "Sweet as sugar and everything nice"

★ "As old as time"

★ "As buzzed as a bee"

★ "As stealth as a tiger"

★ Pure as a melody, pure as I wanna be"

Vibrant Eyes - CG5:

★ "I'm not the one to trust when I've lost everything that I've touched"

★ "Don't tell them what you've done, tell them what you've done. The war's already won, why do we go on?"

★ "Don't tell them what you've done, tell them what you've done, tell them what you've done, tell them what you've done"

★ "Scared of the memories that make me insane"

★ "I'll cover these vibrant eyes and forget the pain"

★ "Little voice ruining my sanity, evil dreams haunting me. Don't you ever look my way."

★ "Little voice ruining my consciousness, nothing left to reminisce"

★ "All this pain will make me suffocate"

★ "All my thoughts ever strange, free me from the mental cage"

Crucified - Army Of Lovers:

★ "I'm crucified, crucified like my savoir"

★ "Saintlike behavior, a lifetime I prayed"

★ "I'm crucified for the holy dimension"

★ "Godlike ascension, heavens away"

★ "I've seen the deepest darkness and wrestled with Gods"

★ "Where thorns are a teaser, I've played a double jeux"

★ "I cry, I pray, mon Dieu! I cry, I pray, mon Dieu!"

★ "Prophets I've been reading, stories I enjoy been told; before I end my breathing, I travel in the soul"

★ "Adieu, mon Dieu!"

Coffee - Jack Stauber's Microphone:

★ "Do I need it? (Mocha) Am I under control?"

★ "Can I beat it? (Wake up!) If it swallowed me whole?"

★ "(I can make you feel alive) I know, but do I need you to survive?"

★ "I can't believe this happened"

★ "French vanilla, I think I should sit this one out (no, no, no)"

★ "Maybe a cup of self control would be the route. (But it's the flavor, it's the flavor you want!) Maybe so, but it feels better to check than to reflect (Just a sip!)"

Chiquitita (Spanish Version) - ABBA:

! You can look at the English version for translation !

★ "Chiquitita, dime por qué tu dolor hoy te encadena? En tus ojos hay una sombra de gran pena"

★ "No quisiera verte así. Aunque quieras disimularlo"

★ "Si es que tan tristes estas, para que quieres callarlo?"

★ "Chiquitita, sabes muy bien que las penas vienen y van y desaparecen"

★ "Otra vez vas a bailar y seras feliz como flores que florecen"

★ "Chiquitita, no hay que llorar. Las estrellas brillan por ti haya en lo alto"

★ "Quiero verte sonreír para compartir tu alegría, chiquitita"

Normal People Things - Lovejoy:

★ "The background hum for cerebellum"

★ "Oh, what a blessing to meet someone like you, with eyes as dead as mine. It's fine. It's normal people things just to lie here in silence"

★ "Spending days in self-medicating. Lost too much weight, unpleasant aftertaste."

★ "We think the same, play different games"

★ "I'll make it worth the wait"

★ "Yes, it's probably a razor thing but honestly it's harmless and I refuse to let the sensitive skin win"

★ "So, we lie here in silence. Yes, we lie here in silence. This is normal people things just to lie here in silence!"

Welcome Home - Radical Face:

★ "And the days blur into one"

★ "Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass"

★ "Welcome home"

★ "Ships are launching from my chest. Some have names but most do not. If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost"

★ "I've come home"

★ "Now my head's splitting at the seams and I don't know if I can."

Point Of No Return - STARSET:

★ "I am hypnotized as I fantasize, forgetting lies and pain, but I can't go back"

★ "The ashes call my name"

★ "Pouring the fuel, fanning the flames, breaking the habit and melting the chains"

★ "The bridges are burning, the heat's on my face"

★ "Making the past an unreachable place"

★ "There's something sinister about the way it hurts when I watch it burn because I can't go back"

★ "This is the point of no return"

Cradles - Sub Urban:

★ "I live inside my own world of make-believe"

★ "I see the world through eyes covered in ink and bleach"

★ "Fire's spreading all around my room"

★ "Tape my eyes open to force reality"

★ "Sometimes I can't tell if my body belongs to me"

★ "I wanna taste your content"

★ "Devils hide behind redemption"

★ "Just tripping on daydreams"

★ "Might as well just rot around the nursery and count sheep"

Murders - Miracle Musical:

★ "He was in the forest looking to see the trees but none were there"

★ "In the light leaves broke above. Then fell down"

★ "Wearying of the hate me, hate me not. Wait, they forgot. Woe, oh, the rot."

★ "Deeper in they crept, oblivious of the bears and darker terrors. Or none were there. How did they dare?"

★ "Shadow of nobody there. Murders of murderers living in fear of it"

★ "All for nothing at all"

No Wind Resistance! - Kinnerent:

★ "I don't know how it ends, I can't see it in the distance"

★ "But can you ever reach the end of a timeless existence?"

★ "Just imagine being human, hating your confusion, denying 'til it's proven, laughing at illusion"

★ "Imagine reducing yourself to your name"

★ "You've suck all your consciousness inside of your brain"

★ "So go ahead and find your meaning with your methamphetamine"

★ "And once you can see that you've trapped all your grace, maybe you'll join me and girl we can race"

★ "Off-beat heartbeats"

★ "I've been here sixty years and I'm still not bored"

★ "And I've found that almost everything is made of cardboard"

★ "And there's absolutely nothing I can't sing with weird cords"

Laplace's Angel (Hurt People? Hurt People) - Will Wood:

★ "Have you ever died in a nightmare? Woke up surprised you hadn't earned your fate?"

★ "Have you ever felt like Atlas, threw your back out on the axis and collapsed and threw away from planet away?"

★ "Everyone's just blood in an ice tray"

★ "A vampire picking flowers out in the sun"

★ "Ooh, could you take a look at me? (It's the norm for animals, it's the norm for chemicals)"

★ "If you were in my shoes, you'd walk the same d★mn miles I do"

★ "It doesn't take a killer to murder. It only takes a reason to kill"

★ "The difference twist fate and free will is whether you're singing"

★ "(You could break an angel's fall, and ignore the Devil's call. Still foresaken shoulders fall silent now)

★ "(Man no more than animal is made of moral chemicals)"

As It Was - Harry Styles:

★ "Holdin' me back. Gravity's holdin' me back"

★ "In this world, it's just us. You know it's not the same as it was"

★ "Answer the phone. 'Harry, you're no good alone. Why are you sitting at home on the floor? What kind of pills are you on?'"

★ "I don't wanna talk about the way that it was"

★ "As it was"

Saint Bernard - Lincoln:

★ "Hung up pictures of patron saints up on my wall to remind me that I am a fool"

★ "When I am dead, I won't join their ranks 'cause they are both holy and free"

★ "And I'm in Ohio, satanic and chained up. And until the end, that's how it'll be"

★ "Don't make me a liar, 'cause I swear to God when I said it, I thought it was true"

★ "There's really just one thing that we have in common. Neither of us will be missed"

SUPERSTAR - CG5:

★ "Isn't your family looking for you?"

★ "We'll uncover every lie, and I promise you'll survive"

★ "Well done, superstar!"

★ "Shine a light, we're fighting the dark"

★ "I'll never ever leave you behind"

★ "Lights are off and your life's in jeopardy"

★ "If I'm undone, put me back together soon"

★ "What's your choice? In the end, I'll always be your friend"

Achilles Come Down - Gang of Youths:

★ "You're scaring us and all of us, some of us love you, Achilles. It's not much but there's proof"

★ "Redemption lies plainly in truth"

★ "Je vois que beaucoup de gens meurent, parce qu'ils estiment que la vie ne vaut pas la peine d'être vécue. J'en vois d'autres, qui se font paradoxalement tuer pour des idées, pour des illusions, qui let's donnent une raison de vivre (ce, qu'on appelle une raison de vivre est en même temps une eccellente raison de morir)" | "I witness that a lot of people are dying because they consider that life is not worth living. Paradoxically, I witness other people who are being killed for their ideas, their illusions, which give their existence a sense. What we call a reason to live is also an excellent reason to die"

★ "The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken"

★ "Remember the pact of our youth. Where you go, I'm going. So jump and I'm jumping. Since there is no me without you."

★ "Today, of all days, see how the most dangerous thing is to love"

★ "It's a pointless resistance for you."

★ "Achilles, Achilles, just put down the bottle. Don't listen to what you've consumed. It's chaos, confusion, and wholly unworthy"

★ "And there may not be meaning, so find one and seize it"

★ "Hear those bells ring deep in the soul, chiming away for a moment"

★ "Les souvenirs d'une patrie perdue, l'espoir d'une terre promise" | "Memories of a lost homeland, the hope for a promised land"

★ "But be real and just jump, you dense motherf★cker (You're worth more, Achilles)"

★ "Be done with this now and jump off the roof (Be done with this now and get off the roof)"

#WOOOOOOOOO AND SO THE LIST BEGINS 🎉🎉🎉🎉#I think I'll be reblogging with a new list for the next couple days until new years ^^#again please let me know if I should add any other tw tags ^^#tw self harm #tw drugs #tw self destruction #tw derealization #qsmp #q!badboyhalo #badboyhalo #stars songs

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mitsvriii · 18 days

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LETTERS SENT WITH LOVE ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

a 400 event

this is a short event that includes collaboration, matchups, and a mixture of requests! i wanted to put something out there for 400 as to help me get back with some activity on tumblr. i don't except this event to get a ton of attention as this is majorly just for fun, so if you don't want to join then don't stress it! please be sure to check out who i write for here, and my rules which are here before you continue on. this event will be strictly fluff and romantic for "characters x reader" so please keep that in mind! This event will extend to May 21st until further notice.

NO.1 : SENDING OFF LETTERS

for this section of the event i'm going to take requests until 15 slots have been filled up. if there are more than 15 requests that have been submitted i'll put your ask on que. please tell me how you'd like your letter sent to a certain character with the guide below.

pick out a lyric to sneak onto the letter's contents.

‎♡‧₊˚ "another version of me, i was in it." - childhood friends to lovers

‎♡‧₊˚ "ikaw at ikaw" - an unexpected proposal

‎♡‧₊˚ "so can i call you tonight?" - late-night calls with your crush

‎♡‧₊˚ "you got some soft lips and some pearly whites" - making them smile

‎♡‧₊˚ "by saying somethin' stupid like 'i love you'" - saying "i love you" for the first time

pick out a pen to write out the letter's contents with.

ballpoint - drabble

fountain - one-shot

rollerball - headcannons

pick out an accessory you'd like the letter to have. this is optional.

a ribbon - modern au

a lipstick print - reincarnation au

a hint of perfume/cologne - fantasy au

and lastly, pick out the type of paper your letter will be written on.

notebook - female reader

couché - male reader

manila - gender-neutral reader

NO.2 : SCRAPBOOKING

although this section is not for just mutuals, so if you want to join just do so! a list of prompts and scenarios will be listed and you can pick one out of your liking with the character you like, just keep it sfw. when you're done, post it under the tag "🔖- scrapbooking memories" and i'll reblog it and add it to the event's masterlist! the fandom list for this section is not limited to what i write for.

"can you hold my hand? just because it's cold! don't get any other ideas."

kissing them to stop their rambles of anxiousness

kissing you to stop your rambles of anxiousness

"would you love me if i was a worm?"

babysitting a friend's kid for a day

they catch you from falling as you trip

giving you a gift

doctoring a cut on your hand

"do you think we're together in every life?"

getting jealous over an animal

"i'm so sorry please forgive me" "'sorry' isn't going to bring back my cupcake (name)"

falling asleep in their arms

"you look pretty"

person a who gets warm easily and person b who gets cold easily

"you're a mess" "i'm your mess"

NO.3 : MR./MRS. RIGHT

this is a matchup section! all you have to do is send me information about your personality, your love languages, and who you wouldn't like to be matched up with. this is a romantic pairing but if you'd like it to be platonic just let me know. if you're participating in a matchup please don't use your real information, ex: your real name. i cannot promise you that the matchups will be extremely accurate or that the results will be the ones you want! right now this section is open to mutuals only.

#[ LETTERS SENT WITH LOVE ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ ]#genshin x reader #genshin x you #hsr x reader #hsr x you #kny x you #kny x reader #reblogs are appreciated cause tumblrs being a pain with tags rn

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chic-a-gigot · 1 year

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Le Petit écho de la mode, no. 10, vol. 15, 12 mars 1893, Paris. 12. Toilette de soirée et sortie de bal pouvant servir de vêtement de demi-saison. Modèles de B. Delalande, 1, avenue de l'Opéra et 5, pl. du Théâtre-Français. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney

12. Toilette de soirée et sortie de bal:

1. Toilette de soirée en soie nacrée blanche et rose, forme princesse, attachée de côté sous l'écharpe. Dans le bas de la jupe, volant de soie rosée avec draperie et nœuds de mousseline de soie. Echarpe partant de l'épaule gauche, tourne sur la poitrine, entoure la taille et revient sur le côté gauche de la taille, sous un nœud, former draperie du haut en bas de la jupe. Draperie autour du décolletage, manches courtes. Echarpe de gaze sur la tête. Matériaux: 14 mètres soie, 4 mètres soie rose unie, 6 mètres de mousseline de soie.

2. Sortie de bal en peluche feu à reflets argentés. — Première pèlerine avec col droit, le tout entouré de marabout noir. Petite pèlerine usée sur les épaules avec gros bouton de peluche noire tout entourée de marabout. Robe de soie rose glacée mauve toute couverte de pampilles en perles de jais. Sur le côté gauche, panneau de soie rose retenu par des liens en marabout de plumes noires, plumes noires au bord de la jupe, de la ceinture et du décolletage. Blouse en soie rose unie ainsi que les bouffants des manches. Matériaux: 14 mètres soie glacée, 2 mètres soie rose, 5 mètres soie unie et 5 mètres peluche pour la sortie de bal, autant de soie et ouatine pour la doubler.

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1. Evening dress in pearly white and pink silk, princess shape, attached to the side under the scarf. At the bottom of the skirt, pink silk flounce with drapery and silk muslin bows. Scarf starting from the left shoulder, turns on the chest, surrounds the waist and returns on the left side of the waist, under a bow, to form drapery from top to bottom of the skirt. Drapery around the neckline, short sleeves. Gauze scarf on the head. Materials: 14 yards silk, 4 yards plain pink silk, 6 yards chiffon.

2. Fire plush ball gown with silver highlights. — First pelerine with straight collar, all surrounded by black marabout. Small worn cape on the shoulders with large black plush button all surrounded by marabou. Mauve icy pink silk dress all covered with jet pearl tassels. On the left side, pink silk panel held by marabou ties of black feathers, black feathers at the edge of the skirt, the belt and the neckline. Plain pink silk blouse as well as the sleeve puffs. Materials: 14 meters ice silk, 2 meters pink silk, 5 meters plain silk and 5 meters plush for the prom exit, as much silk and padding to double it.

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misspearly1 · 2 years

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Hello so I was thinking dirty and-…yes how would Joel miller react when his s/o starts to push him against the wall randomly and start to kneel down and- I think you know the rest? XD

Hehehe. Ok, ok, I would love to write out the rest of your wonderful idea. Nonnie, I am always thinking dirty with this fine Texan man lmao, but this ask gave me an idea instantly, so enjoy the read my love and thank you for sending this into my blog <33

Surprise, Surprise.

Pairing: Joel Miller x you (F!Reader)

WC: 2k

Warnings: 18+ Content. Minors DNI. Established relationship. Oral, (Male receiving). Deep throating. Dirty Talk. Praise Kink.(Use of 'good girl'). Fluff.

Joel looks over to you, concerned, for a third time in the short space of five minutes. She's too quiet, he says with his inner voice as he walks through the old, broken down streets surrounding the Jackson Community.

Your quietness today doesn't sit right with the man. Every so often you have these bouts of silence and usually it's nothing to be worried about; like you're just enjoying the peace and losing yourself in your thoughts, however today you're extra quiet and it doesn't just feel like nothing. It feels like something is bothering you.

Being your patrol partner and life partner for three years now, Joel has come to learn your body and mind like the back of his hand, sometimes even better than yourself, and he knows for certain that something is not right as he looks over to you again and sees the expression on your face. You’re deep in thought, as if you’re battling with something in that pretty little head of yours.

“Alright.” Sighing softly and coming to a stop, Joel turns to face you and tilts his head slightly, as if he was playfully scolding you, though he had a warm smile on his lips. “What is it? What’s wrong?” He asks, cutting straight to the point.

“What? Nothing, babe. Why would anything be wrong?” You retort quickly with a defensive tone, therefore solidifying Joel’s suspicions that you are not okay and something is definitely off. Crooking one eyebrow, you squirm under his glare and begin to fidget with your hands. Joel knows you too well, but what he doesn’t know is why you’re lying to him and not speaking your mind.

“Darlin’, talk to me.” He moves closer and reaches out to cup the side of your face, the action making you hum. Leaning into his touch with your eyes closing briefly, for a second there, Joel thinks it might have been nothing after all, just like it usually is, but you pull away from his touch and lie again. “Everything’s okay. It’s nothing.”

As you turn to walk down the street again, Joel looks at the back of you with narrowed eyes. It seems as though you don’t want to share whatever it is that is bothering you and he doesn’t like to pry about these things, but three years into his relationship with you now, his patience wears thin for this type of stuff, therefore he follows you with a determination to get answers.

“What’s on your mind?” He asks. Catching up to your side again, he brings out an arm and lays it around your lower back, to which you squirm for a second time and shake his grip. “Nothing.” You snap back, but he caught you smiling and heard the amusement in your tone, which left him even more clueless.

Moving away from him quickly and ducking into a nearby store, it was as if you knew he was going to pry it out of you with more questions. The man shakes his head, glances up and down the street to make sure things are as they were before, which was empty, then follows you into the store too. Sensing an excitement in the air from the way your giggles echoed from the back of the store, he was in for quite the surprise as it was more than excitement in the air.

Joel couldn’t see you right off the bat and moved further inside to locate you. It was a clothing store, filled with half empty racks and a whole array of litter, dirt and grime on the floor after two decades of desertion. Why you chose to play a childish game of hide and seek was lost on him, but he entertains your sudden playful mood nonetheless.

“Y/N, what are we doing here, doll?” He asks in a chuckle. Stepping over a large piece of debris that fell down from the room, he makes his way over to the changing rooms after hearing you shuffle around. “This really isn’t like you, babe.” He laughs deeply while shaking his head. You’ve never done anything like this before, hence his confusion on why you decided to run away and hide from him. Sure, sometimes you sneak up on him in the house back in Jackson, but nothing to this extreme.

It’s dangerous out here, infected still prowl the streets looking for their next meal and it’s apparent that you’re finding it fun to hide from him inside this store. Entering the changing rooms, he looks at the one door that is closed and shrugs with a small smile. “I don’t know what this is, babydoll, but I’d like to get back to our job.” He mutters while walking closer.

Opening up the door and furrowing his brows at the empty room, Joel smirks when hearing your seductive voice from behind. “I’m right here, handsome.” You say, paying him a compliment that makes his cheeks blush, but suddenly the fog clears and he understands clearly what is wrong with you and why you decided to run away.

As he turns around, your hands dart out to his chest and your lips are sealed over his before he could ask if you’re sexually frustrated. It’s quite evident that you are. Carefully pushing him backwards until he is met with the wall, you break off from the kiss and drop to your knees. The action made Joel’s eyes widen with shock.

“B-Babe, what are you d-doing?” He stutters, then drops his gun with a gasp when your hands palm his natural bulge. “Jesus… Yer ran away just to do this?” He asks, balling both hands into fists as you pull his zipper open and release him. Your pleasurable touch vibrates through his body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

“I wanted an element of surprise.” You laugh and look up at him with big doe eyes. “Now shut up and let me suck your cock, Joel.” You smirk, loving the way his chest rises and falls quickly with each anticipated breath. Your words and actions clearly affected him, giving you the reactions you wanted most as he spreads his legs and plants his feet into the ground to give you more room.

“I don’t know what’s gotten into you today bu- Oh fuck!” Tossing his head back with a broken grunt slipping past his lips, you cut him off by taking the tip of him inside your mouth then swirled your tongue around. Tasting the salty sweat with a deeply satisfied hum, Joel groans from the vibrations and darts his hands out to your shoulders. “Holy shit…” Releasing a long, heavy breath, he asks in a whimper. “Keep doing that, baby.”

Closing his eyes to focus on the sensation and the noise of your mouth sucking on the head of his cock, it’s a sensitive area that you know how to use for his pleasure. Though, as much as Joel wants to relish in the feeling of you sucking him off, he wants to watch you too and therefore opens his eyes to look down at you.

“Oh, darlin’ you’re gonna be the death of me.” He moans, seeing that you were already looking up at him as you slowly took him whole, right down to the base. You buried your nose into the hairs on his mound and rolled your eyes back, moaning around him like it was pleasure for you.

Releasing him with an obscenely loud pop, you gasped for air as the saliva trailed down your chin, the sight of it driving the man up the wall. “Desperate, weren’t you?” Joel growls while cupping your cheek and smearing your spit across your lips as you nod. “Go ahead babydoll. Take what you need from me.”

Smiling innocently, you bring two fingers up to your mouth and coat them before slipping your hand down your body, maintaining his eye contact. “Oh.” Joel raises his brows, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at what you were doing. After watching you slide your hand inside your pants, then hearing you moan when your fingers contact your clit, he tuts three times. “Dirty girl. Just can’t get enough can you.”

“I can’t help it.” You shrug with a breathy moan, then lick along the prominent vein on the underside of his dick, drawing out a shuddering exhale from him. “I can’t help that my boyfriend is the sexiest man around.” You say with a smirk, watching the man bite his lip as his cheeks bloom a pretty crimson pink - again. Opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out, you hold Joel’s line of sight when taking him whole for a second time.

Eyes watering as you bury him deep inside your mouth, the head of his cock touching the back of your throat as you choke, your hands grip at his thighs before you pull back. “Take over for me.” You beg with a shameful tone, your voice laced with need. “Joel please - fuck my mouth.”

“Well, since you said please, babydoll.” He mocks with a laugh, dark and sinister. Brushing the hair away from your eyes then bunching it up into a ponytail, Joel jerks his chin outwards and tells you to open your mouth for him, which you do eagerly, too eagerly. It should be considered disgraceful how subservient you are, though it really just comes down to trust. You trust Joel with your life, and you trust him to choke you with his cock.

Gagging when he hits the back of your throat, you take a second to relax your jaw and catch your breath before humming around him, a little sign for him to keep doing. “Good girl, that’s it.” He praises while pulling his hips then shoving them forward again. The pace started slow and gradually picked up speed. The noises you made were disgusting, the sounds driving Joel over the edge as he loses himself. A mixture of his pre-cum and your saliva stains your chin, the substance practically drooling out of your mouth as he continues to fuck your throat.

“Oh shit, baby.” He gasps sharply. Legs bent slightly at the knees, the man had abandoned your ponytail and placed two hands to the back of your head, slamming your face into his crotch. “I’m close, darlin’. You ready for me?” He asks, even though his pace is rough and harsh, merciless, he still has to ask, at least for his own reassurance.

When you hum and manage a nod between his thrusts, Joel babbles through it like he’s high on drugs. “Shit! Darlin’, I’m cumming, I’m gonna cum down that pretty little throat. Fuck! And you’re gonna take it all. That’s it baby… There, there!” He yells, voice trembling as his whole body trembles shakily with his release. “That’s it Y/N, keep going baby. You’re doing so well.” Joel continues to praise you, though he is losing his mind right now, seeing stars while he releases rope after rope of cum, he can hear you loudly gulping it back, the sound of it just driving him insane.

After feeling you pat his thigh twice, he pulls back quickly and the sound of you coughing brings the man down to his knees, instantly worrying it was too much. Eyes wet and reddened as you heave for air, your smirking smile makes him huff relief with a curt shake of his head. “You are something else, doll.”

“Was a good blowjob though.” You wink, making him chuckle, and agree with a nod. Brushing the hair away from your eyes for a second time, he gazes at your beauty then smiles with pride and joy to have a lady like you. He leans in and kisses you on the lips, sampling the taste of his own seed on your tongue with a breathy groan. The kiss quickly became fervent, heated and passionate, clearly displaying the hunger he now has - a hunger you know all too well.

“Your turn, baby.” Joel mumbles with a devilish smirk.

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esuemmanuel · 1 year

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Emmanuel por Ella.

Nací en los ojos de esa niña que juega con las estrellas, ésa que canta a la luna cuando yace apagada y acaricia al mar cuando se siente cansada.

Sí, nací en sus ojos de luna perlada, en sus manos tibias y sosegadas, en su pecho tímido y suave.

Soy de Ella, es mi bien amada, y en Ella moriré.

Si Ella no me hubiese visto, yo no estaría aquí. Me descubrió entre las hojas mirando al piso, me llamó y su voz me causó cortocircuito. En mis ojos, su virginal presencia se hizo faro de luz perpetua, mientras en su sonrisa franca y en su rostro curioso me encontré con la majestuosidad de su afable esencia.

En mis manos yacía el frío de no saber; esa indecisión de sentir… y Ella estaba ahí, en espera de Mí.

Nadie entenderá el amor que le tengo a esa niña. Soy Emmanuel por Ella, pues Su voz es la inspiración que me reza… Su risa es la ensoñación de mi opulencia… Su tacto es la vida que a Mi aliento embelesa… y Su perfume es ese Amor que me profesa.

Emmanuel because of Her.

I was born in the eyes of that little girl who plays with the stars, the one who sings to the moon when she lies muffled and caresses the sea when she feels tired.

Yes, I was born in her pearly moon eyes, in her warm and calm hands, in her shy and soft breast.

I belong to her, she is my beloved, and in Her I shall die.

If She had not seen me, I would not be here. She discovered me among the leaves, looking at the ground, She called me and her voice short-circuited me. In my eyes, her virginal presence became a beacon of perpetual light, while in her frank smile and in her curious face I encountered the majesty of her affable essence.

In my hands lay the coldness of not knowing; that indecision of feeling….. and She was there, waiting for Me.

No one will understand the love I have for that child. I am Emmanuel for Her, for Her voice is the inspiration that prays to Me…. Her laughter is the reverie of my opulence…. Her touch is the life that enraptures My breath… and Her perfume is the Love she professes to me….

I invite you to buy me a book ;)

#el hombre de la soledad #the man of solitude #writing in solitude #escribiendo en soledad #poetas en tumblr #poets on tumblr #writers on tumblr #escritores en tumblr #poeticstories #2015 edición 2023 #buymeacoffee

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wightspider07 · 11 months

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Lista de CCs mostradas no vídeo:

Nesurii - Agave (Skin Default) Lamatisse - Rose Water | Fresco | Mercuria Kijiko - Eyebrows Texture Overhaul Version2 Praline - DIY Eyes Ice-creamforbreakfest - Pearly Whites V.2 Default Replacement Teeth Yooniesim - Imperfection Teeth | Baby Monster Teeth | Growing Pains Child Teeth | Teeny Teef Infant Teeth Lamatisse - Bare | Lore (Skintones) Miiko - Eyebrow Slider Luumia - Ear Slider Magic-Bot Sliders - Eyebrow | Chin | Nose | Mouth | Boobs Pirumxsim - Belly Slider Female | Male CmarNYC - Butt Slider Magic-Bot - Feet Ellcrze - Ultimate Default Replacements

Pixiidis - About Face Miiko - Face Kit Miiko - Wrinkles Kijiko - Lashes Twistedcat - Lashes 01 |02 Praline - Maple Sims3melancholic - Freckles PeachyFaerie - 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 Blush 01 Recolor | 02 Cosimetic - Contour N20 Nesurii - Little Details Sunivaa - Female | Male Praline - Color Tint Tougue Simbience - 01 | 02 Kiwitrait - Mini Moles Ayoshi Vitiligo Oneric Vitiligo Praline - Syrup Hairlines 01 | 02 EyeBags 01 | 02 | 03 EyeLids 01 | 02 Nesurii - Definition Overlay Sims3melancholic - Hightlights (O que uso não está nessa lista, está aqui) Nesurii - Opal | Topaz Real Lips

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midnightsky-1 · 1 year

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Konig x Reader (Smut)

Summary:

You first met Konig when he was introduced to your team and you just had to get to know him (of course).

You soon discovered he was definitely on the shy side even with his massive 6’5 (or 6’10) size and you honestly found it adorable.

At first he wasn’t used to you being around but with time he grew to enjoy your company and then you two caught feelings for each other and things happened.

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You were currently at a bar with Konig on a mission to track down a drug dealer.

You were dressed in a seductive wine red strapless short dress and Konig was extremely jealous but he didn’t dare utter a word about it.

You were sipping your wine that you had ordered as you kept a lookout for a guy named (this is gonna be a made up name btw) Santiago Gutierrez and surprisingly he came to you.

You had to admit he had the looks but by the looks you could tell he was a cocky bastard.

He had curly black hair, his eyes were a Hazel color, he had big lips and a little mustache to go with it (the perfect combo), he had a little mole on his left cheek, and he had pearly white teeth.

“Hi amor, the names Santiago.” He said.

He had a deep voice and there was a strong hint of his Spanish accent.

“May I ask the name of you, hermosa?” He said as he grabbed your hand and kissed it. (Beautiful)

You blushed, he was quite the charmer.

Little did you know Konig was watching with his fists clenched and if he could he would kill the dude right here but he had to wait.

You continued small talk with the man and you had to admit he had game.

“I was wondering bella dama (pretty lady) you wanted to go back to the room. Apuesto a que te verías tan hermosa con las piernas abiertas mientras te comía.” (I bet you’d look so beautiful with your legs spread as I eat you out)

You could understand Spanish quite well and you nodded and looked at Konig, who was boiling with rage, signaling him to follow and he nodded towards your direction.

You guys went upstairs as he closed to door and led you to the bed as he pulled kissed you with your panties still on.

You watched as Konig entered the room silently as you fake whimpered and he crept up behind the guy and smacked him with the head of his gun as the guy passed out on the floor.

“Good job Konig” you smiled at him but he stayed silent as he picked up the guy and walked out the room on the way to meet the rest of the team.

You were confused but you just shrugged it off.

Timeskip

You sighed as you had just finished with your shower and had just finished getting dressed too when you heard a loud knocking on the door.

“Coming!!” You shouted as you opened the door and you almost got toppled back into your room as Konig barged into your room.

Usually he was a shy, kind, and soft guy but tonight, you could tell, was gonna be way different.

He looked at you as he took steps towards you and you took steps back until you hit your wall.

“You just let him touch you like that huh?” Konig said his German accent getting stronger with each word he spoke.

“It was just for the mission and I don’t understand why your so fucking angry about it anyways it’s not like we fucked.” You said crossing your arms as you stared at him and you visibly saw his eyes darken through his cloak and you shivered.

“I’m angry because he touched what’s mine.” Konig growled out and you thighs clenched together.

Konig noticed and smirked and you realized you were up for a long night.

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“Ko- mmph Konig ‘m sorry!!” You sobbed out as he pounded into you with so much force you thought he was gonna split you in half.

He had been at it for the last hour.

“You little slut, don’t think I’m finished with you yet.” Konig growled as he continued to slam into you.

“M’ cumming” you squealed out as you had your third orgasm of the night and you were sensitive all right.

He pounded all the anger and frustration he felt into you as he rubbed circles on your clit.

You tried crawling away from him but he kept pulling you back into him and then finally he switched positions, you were now ontop of him.

“Bounce.” He commanded and you listened as you started bouncing on him but I guess it wasn’t fast enough for his liking because he snapped his hips up into you as you let out a rather loud moan.

“You little whore, I know you can go faster than this.” Konig said as you tried going at a pace you think he’d like but he just growled and grabbed your hips and with so much force pounded into you and you swear you could feel him everywhere.

“Please ‘m sorry.” You cried out as you creamed on his cock for the fourth time.

“Shut up since you don’t see a problem with him touching you like that I’m gonna teach you a lesson.” He said through gritted teeth as he continued to snap his hips up into you at a brutal pace as you could only moan and whimpered at him.

He had quiet literally fucked you stupid for the last hour when suddenly his pace slowed down.

“On your fucking knees, now.” He commanded as you listened and rolled off the bed dropping to your knees.

He then tapped his cock on your lips as you opened and as soon as you did he shoved his cock far down your throat to the point you were choking and gagging on it.

He pulled out as you coughed and slammed back into your mouth fucking your throat harshly as he gripped you hair controlling your pace.

You gripped his thighs scratching them as you continued to gag around his cock.

You felt the tears build up in your eyes as they quickly fell down your cheeks.

“You like that huh fucking slut.” He said as ge suddenly shoved his cock far restricting your breathing as he groaned and shot his cum down your throat.

“Swallow.” He said as you did what you were told and soon as he pulled out your mouth.

After he apologized a lot and he provided you with a bubble bath, snacks, and water.

He cuddled you as he rubbed circles in your back as you both fell asleep.

You wouldn’t admit it but that was the best sex you’d ever had.

A/N: hope you enjoyed and vote on which person you’d like to read about next!

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rosesandalfazemas · 10 months

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The twin brother of Aurora~ :D Hope you like it!

HCS (spanish - english) below the cut!

-Si bien desde el 900 al 1000 DC fueron habitadas por vikingos y los pueblos originarios los Inuit, ancestros que comparte directamente con Matthew, y los nordicos e Inglaterra llegaron desde el S XIV, las primeras expediciones modernas comenzaron en el S XIX. -Sus países de influencia directa (sus "tutores") son Canadá, los nórdicos (Dinamarca, Finlandia, Islandia, Noruega Suecia), Rusia y Estados Unidos. -A diferencia de su hermana no tiene bandera actual ni nominal, pero en 1991 se declaró el Concilio Artico desde Estado Unidos, dándole una simbología propia, con el objetivo de preservar la geografía y el medio ambiente, en la responsabilidad de todos los tutores y países observadores. Más info: arcticportal.org/

FISICO:

-Sus ojos son iguales a Aurora, pero su pelo tiene la característica de las nubes iridiscentes o nacaradas que se ven con frecuencia en los polos (fenómeno conocido como irisación). -Habla suave y lento, pero tiene un humor más jocoso que Aurora, ya que el tuvo siempre habitantes humanos y está más acostumbrado a los viajes y las visitas. -Su aspecto tiene más rasgos asiáticos, por la permanencia histórica de los Inuit. -Si bien su fauna autoctona es escasa, hay muchas migraciones en las que se destacan el zorro ártico, el charrán artico y el oso polar (¡Sí, comparten a Kumajiro!).

SOBRENATURAL:

-Así como Aurora, su nombre es una opción. Viene de la etimología griega y significa "oso". Algunos países lo llaman de manera puntualmente diferente: por ejemplo, Heracles lo llama Calisto, referido a la mitología relacionada con la Osa Mayor. Por su lado, relacionado con la mitología súfi derivada del Islam, Sadik lo llama Jabal Qaf, "la montaña del Norte de los Nortes". Finalmente, Feliciano y Lovino lo llaman Rupes, refiriendo a la Rupes Nigra, la ascención máxima del alma peregrina, que aparece en la Divina Comedia de Dante Alghieri. -Sabe donde está Papa Noel (Santa Claus), pero es un secreto que guarda junto con Finlandia. Algunos dicen que es una metáfora de la pureza espiritual que conserva en sí mismo, y muchas religiones y mitos comparten esta idea.

-Datos curiosos:

-La única bandera que posee en sus geografía es la rusa, plantada en 2007. Los Yupik, gente de la siberia, llegó a mezclarse con algunos grupos Inuit en edades tempranas. -El 10 de abril de 2013, el argentino Juan Benegas llegó a pie al polo norte geográfico a partir de la base rusa Barneo, distante unos 170 km del objetivo. Fue acompañado por cinco rusos, un italiano y un belga. -Autora también tiene el Tratado Antártico, conformado por Argentina, Australia, Chile, Francia, Noruega, Nueva Zelanda y el Reino Unido. -Argentina llegó a plantar bandera finalmente en 2016, www.telam.com.ar/notas/201604/…

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Finally! It was a little more complex to make this OC because I had to read twice as much as with Aurora, but here it is! I hope you like it~

Some HCs:

-Although from 900 to 1000 AD they were inhabited by Vikings and the original Inuit peoples, ancestors that they share directly with Matthew, and the Norse and England arrived from the XIV century, the first modern expeditions began in the XIX century. -His countries of direct influence (his "tutors") are Canada, the Nordics (Denmark, Finland, Iceland, Norway, Sweden), Russia and the United States. -Unlike his sister, does not have a current or nominal flag, but in 1991 the Arctic Council was declared from the United States, giving it its own symbology, with the aim of preserving geography and the environment, under the responsibility of all guardians and observer countries. More info: arcticportal.org/

PHYSICAL:

-Her eyes are the same as Aurora's, but his hair has the characteristic of the iridescent or pearly clouds that are frequently seen at the poles (a phenomenon known as iridescence). -He speaks softly and slowly, but he has a more jocular humor than Aurora, since he always had human inhabitants and is more accustomed to travel and visits. -His appearance has more Asian features, due to the historical permanence of the Inuit. -Although its native fauna is scarce, there are many migrations in which the arctic fox, the arctic tern and the polar bear stand out (Yes, they share Kumajiro!).

SUPERNATURAL:

-Just like Aurora, his name is an option. It comes from the Greek etymology and means "bear". Some countries call it in a different way: for example, Heracles calls him Callisto, referring to the mythology related to. For his part, related to Sufi mythology derived from Islam, Sadik calls him Jabal Qaf, "the mountain of the North of the Norths". Finally, Feliciano and Lovino call it Rupes, referring to the Rupes Nigra, the highest ascent of the pilgrim soul, which appears in Dante Alghieri's Divine Comedy. -He knows where Papa Noel (Santa Claus) is, but it is a secret that he keeps together with Finland. Some say that it is a metaphor for the spiritual purity that he preserves in himself, and many religions and myths share this idea.

-Fun facts:

-The only flag it has in its geography is the Russian one, planted in 2007. The Yupik, people from Siberia, came to mix with some Inuit groups at an early age. -On April 10, 2013, the Argentine Juan Benegas reached the geographic North Pole on foot from the Russian base Barneo, some 170 km from the target. He was accompanied by five Russians, an Italian and a Belgian. -Author also has the Antarctic Treaty, made up of Argentina, Australia, Chile, France, Norway, New Zealand and the United Kingdom. -Argentina finally planted the flag in 2016, https://www.telam.com.ar/notas/201604/144574-la-primera-expedicion-nacional-al-polo-norte-planto-la-bandera-argentina-en-su-destino.html

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