#te dish

[elderscrollsconceptart]

Dishes - Upper Class Silver

Concept art for The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion

Design/art by R Todd Broadwater and Matt Carofano

#r todd broadwater #matt carofano #art #the elder scrolls #concept art #tes #cyrodiil #oblivion #dishes #sketch art #sketch #dishware

[truth-01001001-liar]

one of the customers made their straw into a rectangle, and it survived the dish pit…

i am enamored..

impressed ..

..and a little bit concerned.

#second post of the day that has nothing to do with tes but listen .. listen.. it made my day. #ran it through the dish machine and it didn’t come undone. #and maybe this is a tad weird but i.. well I stuck it in my pocket and brought it home with me cause i know it’ll never happen again…. #and also like… i wanna know it’s secrets.. #………………………………………………………. #do you think that’s how sotha sil felt when he first learned of kagrenac’s tools? #impressed.. enamored.. and a little scared and confused #curious to know if he could do something that cool too #cause I think so #so anyway obviously tes doesn’t leave my mind. #i thoughts and thinks #personal #dishes #not tes

[tastesoftamriel]

Hello, I was curious as to what your favorite Summer dishes from around Tamriel are? The types of dishes that are cool in temp/don't require much cooking?

While not every region of Tamriel experiences four seasons, we can all agree that one of the most important things in life is food that you'll still want to eat despite the presence of overbearing sunshine, flying insects, and sweltering heat. These are some dishes from across the continent that might tickle your fancy in the summertime!

Altmer

Chilled gazpacho aside, the Altmer really are the masters of summer dishes thanks to the warm and temperate climate of Summerset. One of my personal favourites, from Vulkhel Guard, is a medley of raw and lightly seared ocean fish and roe on a bed of sticky rice. The fish is delightfully fresh, and is seasoned with yuzu and saltrice sauce, before being topped with a healthy spoonful of salmon roe and shredded nori.

Argonians

It's (the worst part of) summer all year round in Black Marsh, and the food is there to help beat the heat! Chilled egg and crustacean custard sounds weird, it's truly delectable! A savoury egg custard is steamed in small bowls with any type of crustacean meat, or snails. It is then left to cool by leaving the bowls to float in water. The end result is creamy, delicious, and moreish!

Bosmer

Summer dishes in Valenwood are a cause for celebration among the Bosmer, because it means barbecue season! Break out the cold jagga, grab the coals, and bring as much meat as you can! All sorts of meats are great when barbecued, from squirrel and pork to timber mammoth and venison. Meat is always seasoned with rock salt before hitting the grill. Also, don't forget the iconic, squeaky grilled timber mammoth barbecue cheese!

Bretons

There's nothing quite like kicking back on a warm summer's day in High Rock with a light and refreshing cold roast chicken and millet salad, with deep fried dandelions and seasonal mushrooms. This salad, originating from Alcaire, is a great way to use up last night's roast chicken, and is great with a drizzle of Breton balsamic vinegar and a squeeze of lemon juice.

Dunmer

Summer is a wholly foreign concept in Morrowind, but light and refreshing food is always welcome against the volcanic heat. Strips of grilled, spiced guar are pounded til tender, then tossed into a stir fry of bittergreen, hackle-lo, and fried ash yam cubes. It's served with a good drizzle of comberry vinegar, and steamed or fried kwama egg saltrice.

Imperials

Every time I visit my home on the Gold Coast of Cyrodiil, I absolutely have to make my favourite regional dish that's perfect for summer: chicken and eggplant bake. Strips of chicken and eggplant are laid over a mix of scalloped potatoes and fresh tomato slices. They are covered in a bechamel sauce and lots of cheese then baked until golden. The end result is a creamy, tangy bake that's finished with a good drizzle of fresh pesto and West Weald pecorino.

Khajiit

One of my favourite dishes in all of Tamriel is a vermicelli salad from Southern Elsweyr, that can only be described as an explosion of colours, flavours, and textures. Cold vermicelli is tossed together with shredded green papaya in a sauce including ingredients like lime juice, fish sauce, moon sugar, and fresh chilis. It's topped with crispy, deep fried catfish, and crushed toasted nuts.

Nords

Whiterun Hold is home to Skyrim's summeriest of dishes, apple, jazbay grape, and cabbage slaw. It's made from a rich and creamy mayonnaise base, with slices of apples, chopped jazbay grapes, and an abundance of shredded cabbage. It is topped with walnuts and sometimes bacon lardons, and served lightly chilled. The slaw is usually served on its own as a small meal, or as a side to grilled meats.

Orcs

Wood Orcs in Valenwood have, like the Bosmer, become masters of the barbecue. However, they prefer to make skewers of spiced, minced meat and root vegetables, as opposed to plain chunks of meat. Minced beef, pork, or timber mammoth are mixed with a secret blend of spices, including cinnamon and frost mirriam, before being shaped into small bricks. The bricks are skewered with long metal rods, and grilled until there's a nice bit of char while still being juicy on the inside. Wash it down with a cold glass of sugar mammoth milk with mashed mango!

Redguards

Just like Elsweyr and Morrowind, summer isn't a concept in the hot and rugged land of Hammerfell. Keeping cool meals ready to serve in johads, or rain catchers, is an Alik'r trick that's been passed down for generations. Pre-cooked saffron rice with nuts and dried fruit are wrapped tightly in palm leaf packages, and left to cool in the waters of the johad. When it's time to eat, simply unwrap the cool rice and serve with curries, goat's yoghurt sauce, or chutneys. Simple, light, and good to tuck into after a scorching day in the Alik'r.

#Asks #Food #the elder scrolls #tes #cooking #world building #Worldbuilding #Summer #Summer dishes

[thebanneredmareinn]

i'm writing a thing that's like urban fantasy(?) and i need a name for a moving company run by orcs. it's like u-haul but one could also pay a little extra for someone from the company to help load and unload the truck (idk if you can do that with u-haul we've always gone the cheapest we could get away with). i'm having trouble coming up with something witty or funny for this place to be called. right now i can't get away from some generic sounding name like "Irontusk Movers" or whatever. that's the placeholder, but if you could think of something better, i'd love to hear it

#btw this isnt tes related #this is just the story thats been knocking around in my head while i wash dishes and clean lol #not skyrim #writing advice

[coollyinterferes]

Today, I offer you...

🌟 he 🌟

#[been thinking all day abt how much jona happily infodumps abt az/te/c culture and civilization on others if he gets the chance lol] #[especially when you take into account he canonly has some kind of morbid fascination with the dead and w/occult stuff (ie. the stone mask) #[probably had a blast the first time he tried pozole (a dish that seems it was popular in that culture and still is nowadays in mexico)] #[and he'd totally throw in the good ole ''did you know it's believed az/te/cs used actual human flesh instead of meat to make this?!''] #[he wouldn't do it in an ill-natured manner tho! he wouldn't try to upset others on purpose (and possibly ruin their meal in the process xd #[it'd be just his nerd ass infodumping and throwing some very dark facts/stuff bc he's so used to all of it lol] #[but yeah. i can definitely see why he got invested so much into all that stuff] #[it's just perfect for him] #[and yeah. i will be making a more formal post about all this sometime (if my pea brain doesn't forget to do it)] #;ooc tag #[stilllll feel free to interact with jona if you wish to! (regular jona. not micro!jona lol)] #[anyways.. had a bit of A Day] #[but at least i got to see some hal/low/een and dia de muertos stuff!] #[so that was good] #[i'm tired but i'll be working on replies] #[might not get any done tonight but they will be worked on nonetheless!] #[hope everyone's having a lovely day/night!! <3]

[glassmoonfortuneteller]

Slow Damage has unlocked feelings that I’ve never experienced for any fictional men before and boy that’s saying something...

#slow damage #slow damage clean dishes #I'm talking about Towa and Baku specifically #like I'm so jealous of Shiro #that should have been me and not him :( #and feel so sorry for any poor soul who gets Towa #te quiero bebé pero también quiero alinearte los chakras de un putazo cada que tomas pastillas con trago >:(

[bakingblues]

Making my fave West Ham podcast discuss their dishiest starting XI is truly one of my greatest accomplishments

#everyone should sign up as Analytics United members!!! #they’re so engaging and interesting!! #also thank god Ultimate Babe and All Round Dish Vaz Te made the cut #justice for reid though! #and i have a lot of questions about their inclusion of arnautovic #my team have happy faces too

[sheirukitriesfandom]

🥧 for the October themed writing asks! :)

🥧 pie: let’s talk about food in your wip. are there any special recipes or traditional meals? do any of your OCs cook or bake?

...You have no idea how often I think about food while writing^^

For my TES fics there's Winterhold's (And Dawnstar's but Winterhold made it first and better) snowberry schnapps, which has a minty touch to it. And, though yet to appear in any of my fics, there's fermented slaughterfish, a delicacy according to Tolfdir (and absolutely repulsive according to Savos). It's forbidden on college campus due to the smell and certain students' inclination towards doing stupid shit...

In general, I like to use food as worldbuilding, for example, in ACoS: Foe, Savos is happy to have something as simple (for an archmage & a noble) as rabbit stew, because most of what he usually gets is seafood. The same sentiment is echoed in the "Savos goes to Elenwen's party" WIP when he asks Viarmo for good places to eat (anything but seafood!).

The upcoming Quintus & Nurelion WIP actually starts with Quintus cooking a TES-ified version of Saltimbocca alla Romana* **because I imagine neither he nor Nurelion are big fans of Nord cuisine.

As for characters who cook, Lumog is the one who comes to mind first and foremost because, well, he IS a cook. Rashkan is also a decent cook who occasionally ventures into baking.

*Typically Saltimbocca alla Romana is made with dry white wine but I also recommend the version with Marsala 😀

**If you decide to cook this, be careful with the salt since the prosciutto already adds a salty flavour. Better to add more later and according to taste than to end up with an over-salted dish.

#Saltimbocca alla Romana is easily among my favourite dishes so ofc I had to add it to TES somehow

[fanfiction-artist-prototype]

Friendly reminder, since some need this in the year of our heavenly dictator 2022;

It's a leftists' job to educate ≠ teaching little Tory girls "how to wash the dishes manually"

If I had a pound for every time a little "Not a tory" brat told me they can't do basic household tasks they've had to do in Food Tech I'd have £3, which isn't a lot but it's pathetic and insulting that it's happened thrice.

#how am i going to survive at uni i wont have a dishwasher #says local girl who for three months out of the year was supposed to take turns #at least once a week doing clean up by manual scrubbing washing and drying of dishes #not a tory tho #is self-infantalising a thing? because this is what this seems like #first it was how to make a cup of tes with a kettel then it was how to use a washing machine #(context for washing machine everyone had to set off the maxhine with dish towels and aprons at least once) #and no at 18 years of age thie girl wirh her whole chest is asking for written one by one instructions on how to wash a dish #really living in different worlds if she really doesnt know how and isnt just taking the piss of the group like she loves to do #rant

[bigmeandragonlady]

thinking about the bosmer again

#valenwood #premier place to get meat from #meat is their THING they'd be so good at it #+valenwood is super coastal so also seafood dishes #does the green pact extend to the waters surrounding valenwood? #if not seaweed algae kelp #tes

[mccromy]

Hm. Shakira's music's been sucking ass for a while now

#We interrupt your regular batman focused content to dish out unwanted opinions #The new Claramente song sucks so muuuuch #And 'Girl Like Me' ? Yikes. Lame #Shakira #Vuelve a tus raíceeeessssss #'Claramente' CANNOT compare to 'Te aviso te anuncio' #Ni idea si la canción se llama Claramente pero es la única palabra que me quedó

[crxss01]

request ! 😌

i saw something about Mrs. Morales having a picture of Miles’ girlfriend in her wallet and i think it’s literally the cutest thing ever 😭😭😭 could you write some headcannons about Mrs. Morales absolutely loving Miles’ girlfriend? for both E-1610 Miles and E-42 Miles? thank you !!!

— Mama Love

pairing ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ 42!miles morales x fem!reader, 1610!miles morales x fem!reader

summary ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ tía morales really enjoys having you as her son’s girlfriend.

warnings ✧˖ ° fluff, cursing, tía morales offering to whoop miles’s ass for you.

m. list, main m. list.

translations ✧࿓☾ mi niña preciosa: my precious little girl, si la vuelves a lastimar te juro que—: if you hurt her again i swear that i’ll—, no la vuelvas a dejar plantada!: don’t you ever stand her up again, niño no hagas que te golpé: boy don’t make me whoop you.

a/n . . ◟੭ hey, sweet anon! i think i know what fic you’re talking about, but i don’t remember the author. i love tía morales, hope you enjoy!

42!miles morales

this boy does not play with his girl and mom so you better believe that he was so happy that his mom loved you so much.

at first he was worried that his mom wouldn’t accept you or get along with you because in that case he would’ve no choice but to break up with you in order to not make his mom uncomfortable.

she matters too much to him for him to just go and date someone she doesn’t approve of.

but his worries vanished the moment he saw the two of you in the kitchen after he had come from some prowler business and heard his mom talking about how beautiful you were and how you and miles complemented each other.

that was the first time you two had met and since then you were inseparable.

you were the it mom and future daughter-in-law duo.

many times you and tía morales were talking about him and she found absolutely adorable the way your eyes lid up when talking about her son

“mi niña preciosa,” she would sigh. “you and miles are made for each other.”

other times you would talk about the world of fashion and gossip about the women and men in the neighborhood.

one time tía morales argued with a woman after she had cursed at you, telling her about how she was too grown to be acting like that.

you two laughed about it later and she let you know that if you ever needed help from ladies who acted like children to just call her.

one time miles even complained about the amount of time his mother spent with his girlfriend and he got called selfish.

never complained to either of you again.

his uncle aaron once got to hear this complain and laughed at him telling him he’s a simp

miles got you and his mom matching neckless and you two absolutely loved them.

now, neither of you takes it off.

then he got jealous of that so he got you and him matching bracelets.

you have a picture of him and his mom as your homescreen and he got jealous because it used to be only him.

tía morales has you as her homescreen and everytime someone sees it she would tell them that you were her son’s girlfriend who was her niña preciosa.

you would come over even when miles was not there just to spend time with her.

she taught you how to cook many dishes puertorriqueños.

and if you didn’t speak spanish already, she would teach you many words.

would feel guilty when she said a bad word around you and you would repeat it.

“no, mi niña. don’t say that!”

miles always got an earful from his mom whenever he did something to you that she found out of line, like one time he yelled at you.

“si la vuelves a lastimar te juro que—”

yeah, he never yelled at you after that.

or like ever did anything that would hurt you.

miles might act like he didn’t like how close you and his mom were but he secretly loved that.

you and tía morales couldn’t care less if he liked your closeness or not.

1610!miles morales

now this one does love his mom but wouldn’t break up with you if you two didn’t get along.

but since day one you and tía morales got along right away.

it was like you were destined to be her daughter-in-law, like she would often say.

miles absolutely loved that and would often join both of you in your conversations and cooking lessons.

one time you were learning how to make patacón and miles was absolutely freaking out because he felt like you would get burned.

tía morales took him out of the kitchen, telling him that if he kept being in there with all that bad energy then you will end up burning yourself.

she taught you a lot of different recipes from her culture and if you are boricua then you would just make them together, since people use different seasonings for everything.

tía morales and you would walk around the neighborhood, talking about some lady from there who cheated on her husband and how he publicly humiliated her right in front of everyone.

one time miles stood you up for the fifth time and since you didn’t know he was spiderman, you just felt neglected by him for no reason.

his mom made sure to make things clear for him.

“no la vuelvas a dejar plantada!” the look she gave him was enough for him not to make his patrols around the same time as your dates.

he had to apologize with flowers and chocolates that his mom helped pick out for you, she also told him to give you some money.

after that you felt better and forgave miles, but not before thanking tía morales for talking to him.

tía morales and you went out a lot.

like going shopping,

buying ice cream,

going to restaurants where miles tagged along.

miles never felt jealousy of you spending time with his mom but he felt a little mad when he found out that he was no longer your homescreen wallpaper.

he was, but his mom was in the picture too so he got pouty.

he complained right there in front of his mom, acting like a damn child.

“niño, no hagas que te golpé.” tía morales had said, giving him a blank stare.

yeah, never complained again.

but you had to make him your perfile picture in every socia media or he will ignore you.

you made his mom your whatsapp perfile pic though, since she made you download it. (if you had it before then you just put it because you wanted to show off your bfs mother).

she had you as her homescreen and would feel so proud whenever someone called the girl in the picture gorgeous and would immediately say that it was her son’s gf.

in the end you and tía morales are besties.

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[quaintii]

Across the Street

Pt.3

Pt.1, Pt2.

synopsis: Miguel calls you in once more for babysitting. He has a day off from work and something inconvenient happens.

content: 18+ MDNI - babysitting, DILF miguel, fingering, m!receiving bj, praise and degrading, dirty talk, spiccyy overall.

A/N: thank you guys for the support!! Love u all 💞

extra: art is on Twitter by kimmy_arts0912

Miguel woke up to the sound of his phone burring on the bedstand, clicking the stop button.

9:04 a.m.

He slowly rose off the bed, rubbing his temples and heading to the bathroom. He took his time getting himself ready, it was never easy for him since he would regularly work for long hours but today was a day off.

He took a shower, shaving off his stubble beard with a mirror glued on the bathroom wall. He got out with a towel wrapped around his waist and a small one on his wet hair.

Soon as he finished changing, he went downstairs to drink some black coffee and eat some peppered eggs with bacon.

As he scrolled through his work emails on his laptop, he saw Gabriella at the corner of his eye. She stepped off the stairs, approaching Miguel and hugging his legs.

"Como dormiste, mi changa?" (How'd you sleep, my girl?) He let out a hearty laugh, ruffling her messy brown curls. His focus was now on Gabriella, carrying her with one arm while his other hand pinched her swollen cheeks.

"Bien, papi!" She said as she swinged on his arm. Miguel smiled and lifted her back on the floor, reaching for the chair for his daughter. He placed two plates, a small stack of pancakes with strawberries, butter and syrup while the other was a bowl of fruit.

"Make sure to eat all of it, mija. It's bad to let things go to waste." He spoke as he washed the prior dishes from last night, making him vividly relive the memory of his fingers in you. He couldn't shake the thought of you, he kept spacing out on your touch.

He snapped back to reality when he peered his eyes to his phone ringing, his wife. Well almost his ex-wife, the divorce was still in date for court but they went their separate ways months ago.

He wrapped a towel around his hands, drying them and answered the phone. "Hello?"

"I'm picking up Gabriella later today around 6."

Miguel's brows furrowed together. "What do you mean?!? This whole week is my time to spend with her. I have a day off today and tomorrow." He snapped back at her.

"What's the reason for the sudden change?! Im allowed to spend time with my daughter too." He was fired up but whispered into the phone so Gabriella wouldn't hear.

"She just got home a couple days ago, que te pasa en la mente?!" Miguel spoke. She scoffed into the phone. "You're more in love with your work than our own daughter."

"Well I planned a trip for the both of us and I already have everything packed for her. Relax, you'll get her back in a couple days, bye!" As Miguel was about to yell at her, she hung up on the phone.

"Pinche pendeja.." he muttered softly on his lips.

He was furious but had to remain calm to not raise Gabriella's suspicion of why her dad was breathing so heavily and palming his face with his hands.

After a couple minutes pass, he sat next to Gabi watching a cartoon show to ease himself down. He would then urge Gabi to go brush her teeth and change into something else rather than her unicorn pajamas.

Miguel decided to take Gabi to a new toy shop that just opened. He was still pissed about the call earlier but the thought ended up leaving his mind as his focus was now on his daughter's happiness.

5:04 p.m.

It'd been a day or two since what happened. Miguel hadn't sent you a message to babysit Gabi, until this afternoon.

"Hey, can you come over to babysit Gabriella? That is if you're not busy with anything."

"I'll be on my way in 5 minutes, Mr. O'Hara."

"Perfect..thank you. Again, Miguel is fine."

You felt so queasy about stepping in foot back to his house but so excited. You wore a summer dress due to the heat emitting from the sky. The afternoon would always be the hottest time of the day where you lived.

You face the mirror to fix the messy curls that sprung up due to the frizz. You apply some lip liner, finishing it off with a red tint gloss.

5:12 p.m.

You knock on the door, patiently waiting. You hear a click and the door finally opens, the sun shined on his caramelized skin. He look almost jaw dropping.. with a slicked back hair look. Loose black fit pants with a loose button up shirt. His eyes gave off a smile smile and invited you in.

You looked around to find Gabriella drawing at the table.

"Hi Gabi!" You squeal and wave at her as she rushes into a hug towards you. "Yay! You're back!" She was eager to see you. "What are you drawing? That looks great!" "I'm drawing a forest with fairies and unicorns!" Her high pitched voice rang in your ears.

You lean in closer to look at her drawing, acknowledging it. You give her a sweet smile, she returns it back.

You step back and walk to the cabinets to get a glass of juice. Your body jumped when you felt a hand rubbing in circles on your ass.

Miguel grazed his hands on your shoulder, whispering near your ear and dragging you further to the kitchen. Gabi's back facing the both of you two, you felt his hot breath fan you; shivers down your spine and to your core.

"How have you been, muñeca? Te ves muy...hermosa." He husked in a low tone. Your breathing slowed down, worried to even peep a sound. "I missed you..was worried you wouldn't come back." His rough hands rub the soft skin on your hips.

His tongue teased your neck, sucking and softly nibbling on it. "N-not here Miguel..your daughter.." You whispered, trying hard to restrain your small whimpers. He hummed in your ears, nibbling on it before detaching himself as soon as he heard a doorbell ring.

Luckily the kitchen had the blinds closed so whoever was outside, couldn't see.

He sighed and you quickly headed to open the door, facing a woman. She had on black sunglasses to block the sun in her eyes.

"You must be the new babysitter right?" She questioned as she placed her purse on the island countertop. "Yes! I was recently hired by Mr. O'Hara, Ms.." You waited for a response from her. "Mrs. O'Hara." She spoke, she reached to grab Gabriella by the waist; a suitcase near the table.

You had thought that he was divorced, you thought pretty quickly to it maybe they just haven't had gone to court yet to fix their situation.

"Mom? Where are we going?" Gabriella prods her head at Miguel and you. "We're going to Disneyland!!" She squeals as she hears the exciting news.

Miguel sighed and rolled his eyes, knowing that she never really gave attention to Gabriella, just spoiling and bribing her.

Gabriella was brought down back to her feet, hugging you and her dad by the leg, waving goodbyes.

You helped her out with packing some of her toys upstairs. When you both finished packing up some extra stuff, you head downstairs, slightly peering your head to see Miguel and his wife whisper about stuff. Miguel's chest heaved as his hands ran through his hair, frustrated.

Gabriella prods her head at what you're looking at and you quickly distract her by asking her something.

"Did you grab all of your toys, Gabi?" "I think so," she said as she rubbed her head and headed towards the door.

The lady drank some champagne from the glass, eyeing you up and down, questionable about you. You were never this nervous, but you worried if she had known.

She averted her gaze back to Gabi, holding her hand and the suitcase near Miguel. "Bye papi!" Gabi squeaked as the door behind her closed. Miguel waved non-stop til he couldn't see her anymore.

He laid his elbows on the countertop, tilting his head sideways back and forth. "Everything okay?" You walked up to him.

"Yeah.. um..it's just.." He hesitated to tell you. "Oh, don't worry! It's fine you don't have to tell me, Mr.-.. Miguel." He sighed angrily, "No no, it's just that..this week I was supposed to have Gabriella. She comes unannounced, not even a heads up that she would take Gabi with her."

As he vented more of his frustration, he felt relief by letting it all out. You were open eares with him, softly patting his shoulder blades to ease him.

"Wow..that's really messed up. Do you have custody of Gabriella, if you don't mind me asking." You spoke softly.

"Yeah, I do. We haven't had the court fully decide yet, it's coming up in a couple weeks. I just hate how she's nowhere fit for her to be actually caring for Gabriella." He sighed and took a big sip from the champagne bottle.

You hummed in return, heading to the snack closet for something to ease him up. "Want some snacks?" You asked. Miguel gets up and walks towards you.

You tip-toed to reach a cardboard box full of gummies, until you felt your body shivering to the touch of his hands around your waist later reaching your bra.

He wraps his arms around you, his touch becoming a bit more daring this time.

"You're very tempting. It's difficult to resist you right now..."

Miguel smiles at you and whispers his words. He then places his lips on yours again, his kiss passionate and eager. He wraps you as tight as he can, his hands roaming your hips.

"Oh, I would love something sweet. Don't you?" He murmured on your neck. His hands pushed your dress up, caressing your plush skin. "Mr. O'Hara-.."

You felt a sharp slap to your ass. "What did I say? Llámame Miguel.." (Call me Miguel)

He placed a hand on your chin to face him, kissing you softly. The second kiss seemed more like hunger.

"Get on your knees for me, cariño." He husked in a low tone, you obediently listen and laid your knees on the cold marble floor. He caressed your face once more, "Good girl.." The praises that came out his mouth made your cheeks heat up, your blood pumping to your pooling cunt.

Miguel's face lights up with pleasure, his eyes staring at you seductively as you kneel down in front of him. He watches your movement as you kneel, breathing slightly heavier. The way you look at Miguel also makes him feel good.

"Mm..."

Miguel's hand then reaches down and he grabs your head, making you look up at him.

"Open your mouth..."

Miguel moves his hand down to one of your shoulders, moving his thumb along your collarbone and then along your cleavage.

"Open wider, muñeca..."

Miguel's smile grows more and more as he sees you opening your mouth. You see his hand moving around your lips, just touching your face sensually here and there. Miguel's eyes never leave yours, and you find his stare to be both attractive and also exciting.

"Mm... Good.."

Miguel's eyes move down to your tongue and then back up to your face. He starts to whisper in your ear, his voice going slightly deeper.

"¿Como se siente esa boca, chiquilla?"

Miguel's breath slows, clearly aroused. He stuck in two fingers into your mouth and you hollowed your cheeks softly as you sucked on them for a bit. He went deeper, making you gag continuously, he took his fingers out licking them clean.

Your eyes landed on his bulge, palming it with your hands, rubbing it harder each time, pulling groans out of Miguel.

You begin to remove his pants by unzipping it and pulling down his boxers, his hard cock slapping his abdomen. The red brownish head was practically fuming for your touch.

You part your lips, laying your tongue out and licking the pre-cum streaming down on his tip. You try fitting all of his cock in your throat but you can't so you stroke the rest of him.

His eyes drop down to your face, his eyebrows furrowed together, savouring the delicious feeling of your tongue around his cock. You bobbed your head faster when your throat relaxed, being able to take in more of him. You clench your inner thighs together to feel some relief on your swollen clit.

His breathing becomes shallow the more he becomes impatient. When you looked up at him with small teary eyed..

He loses it.

He needs and wants to feel more of you, he slammed his cock deeper down your throat. The squelching sounds and low groans of his voice made you whine but it was muttered by his cock in your mouth.

You dig your nails into his thighs to keep yourself steady, you feel like you've ran out of oxygen. But you couldn't care less.

"Puta madre..." He whispers.

The feeling of him driving you absolutely mad, his grip on your scalp tightening with every thrust he took. The aggression shocked you, but you couldn't move since he took complete control of your mouth.

His cock pressed harder into your throat, making you gag on and on while tears streamed down your face. Your flushed out face drew him to his final straw.

His hips snapping against your cheeks, the slapping sounds echoing. The feeling of your fingernails digging deep into his skin, your muffled moans clenching harder around his cock whenever you hollowed your cheeks, made him lose his control.

"F-fuck...you're so good...such a pretty little slut aren't you? So fucking good f'me baby..." He scowled.

You kept muffling mhm's as he would praise your touch on him. His hips began stuttering, his thrusts slowly becoming slower as his cock became more and more sensitive with every warm touch of your tongue around him.

He held both sides of your face in a firm but gentle grip, abusing your throat to catch his orgasm. "I'm c-coming..mhmmf..mierda..." He whined.

His massive body shook with his imploding orgasm, he shoved his cock to the back of your throat and shuddered as his cum was hot and sticky on your tongue.

The moment he pulled out, he angled my face to his, towering over my frame. "Swallow it f'me." He spoke bluntly.

Miguel removed your mouth off his cock, his erection still hard and pulsing. All he wanted right now was to be inside you but he had different plans for you. He was going to return the favor back to you now.

You let out a few coughs to catch your breath and swallowed just like he asked. Bittersweet taste left on your tongue.

"Eres tan buena y hermosa, ma." (You're so good and beautiful, ma)

"Llevantate, amor." He panted on your neck.

He grabbed you by the shoulders and lifted you up, resting your quivering ankles on his broad shoulders. His fingers stroking and prodding at the wet stain on your underwear, his cold touch setting you on fire.

"Let me touch your pretty pussy, amor. Déjame ver ese bello coño.." (Let me see that pretty pussy) He tore your underwear off, the cold air washing your cunt makes you shiver. He lightly slapped your folds to see your face contort and furrow.

Suddenly, his hot tongue flicked your wet folds, and heat swirled in your stomach, your clit throbbing. Your skin burned to his touch as he reached for your perked nipples, rubbing it with his hands and whenever he would pinch your nipples, you would jerk forward; making his nose hit your clit.

"M-more Miguel.." You begged, your cunt clenching around nothing left you feeling empty and so needy. Your fingers wrapping around his brown curls, gripping onto them dearly as his tongue lapped on your clit.

"You're doing such a good job f'me, mi amor. Keep moaning my name like that. Fuck.." He groaned into your cunt. He slid into another finger and the feeling was too much for you to handle.

"M-miguel.." Your pants filled with wanton and lust. Your body jerks forward as he slid a finger inside you, your eyes impossibly rolling back to the back of your head as you choked on your moans, mumbling his name as he continued to eat you out like a starved man.

"Mirame, corazon. Keep your eyes on me, yeah?"

You felt too much and too little all at once, it wasn't enough for you but you felt like you were about to get thrown off the edge as his fingers started pounding you deep inside your velvet walls. You kept twitching and trembling, your back arching off the wall as your body hopelessly writhed for him.

Your nerves began stuttering, going numb along with a knot starting to untie. Miguel wouldn't stop sucking on your folds, his nose nudging your clit. His eyes never left your face, he loved seeing how you responded to his touch.

You started feeling a fire pooling low in your abdomen, your heartbeat pulsing faster than before.

You started losing composure whatsoever, when he slid in another finger inside. He didn't stop lapping on your sopping cunt, your pussy clenching around his fingers made his cock ache for your walls to tighten around him.

"It's t-too much.. m-miguel please mhmgf..fuck!" You sobbed and wailed. Your tears wouldn't stop, his fingers plunging in deeper inside your swollen cunt.

"You can handle it, doll.. I know you can." His ears relished the wet squelching sounds and your sweet little moans. You tugged harder into his hair as you felt a wave crashing down, the dam broke which released a leg-shaking orgasm. Fire sprinted throughout your body, the feeling of it taking over your mind with nothing but his fingers and tongue on your cunt.

Your orgasm came in flooding in and electrified every nerve in your body. Your vision fading to black. Your throat welled with moans and mewls, as you kept blubbering incoherently.

Miguel devoured you without mercy, savoring your juices as it ran down his chin. He kept you steady by holding you tight on your hips as you wiggled non-stop, shaking and writhed under him.

You loved drowning in helplessness of the pleasure as it surrounded you by the waist, leaving you breathless, shaky, and light headed.

You became almost feverishly whimpering since Miguel would still suck on your clit, tenderly. He finally removed himself from your folds, smirking at you while caressing your flushed out face. "Te ves bella así, muñeca. Eres mia..que no?" (You look beautiful like that, doll. You're mine, right?) You nodded as your orgasm finally came to a stop. He rested your ankles back to the floor, holding you up by the waist so you wouldn't succumb to the floor.

Just when he was about to tease you with his cock slowly on your folds, you both hear a ding from the door. Keys ring through your ears and the door creaked open. Heels clacking on the hard floor echoing around the spacious house, heading upstairs. The both of you quickly start to dress up quickly, you knew exactly who this was.

"Miguel!! ¿¿Dónde estás?? Do you know where the monster high dolls are?!?" A woman voice yelled upstairs. Miguel gave you a quick peck on the lips and a wink.

"What is it this time?" Miguel's voice responded back to her. "Gabi forgot her stupid toys..anyways just tell me where they are. She won't stop crying and I need her to shut up."

Miguel refused to give into his emotions and snap back at her so he gave off a small response to her.

"They're in the hidden basket under her bed, the lock is in the bedstand drawer." He answered, looking back at you tip toeing to the door.

You sent yourself off by going back home quietly and hurriedly.

Miguel was once again incredibly frustrated for the intrusion.

A/N: it's 12:31 am rn, gonna have the best sleep ever. I finally finished it! Leave any feedback, always room for improvement, thank you guys!! (Sorry for the ending once more 😭😓, I promise to make part 4 hella dirty and long)

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[h3avens4ngel]

𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 ・miguel o’hara smut, nsfw

- breading kink, needy Miguel, p in v, choking, pet names, overstimulating, crying from overstiming, soft dom mig, rough sex!, size kink

Miguel was a needy husband to say the least.

He couldn’t help but give your ass a nice squeeze whenever you wore those tiny pj shorts or bury his face in your neck whenever you wore a tight tank top just to feel your tits press against him.

It was almost as if anything you did would make him weak at the knees. You wear his tee shirt, he’s wrapped around your waist. Your cooking a meal, he’s buried in your neck telling you how lucky he is.

“I know chula, yo sé que te gusta” he pouted as the aftermath of wearing his baggy tee was in full affect. Miguel had you bent over the kitchen counter with a fist full of your hair tangled in his hand.

You were dumbly bouncing along with his hard thrusts, drool pooling out of your mouth as he knocked the air out of you. He’d been at it for god knows how long but the last you remember, you were in the kitchen around 6ish putting some dishes away and now it’s almost 8.

“Asi mami, relájate” he cooed as he felt you clench around him. He talked you through his constant pounding, cock stretching and stuffing you deliciously. You could feel him in the deepest places, his fat tip nudged against your cervix as his cock slid in and out of you at a pace that was intoxicating.

“Migue- mig- oh mmhh ah-“ you tried to tell him how good he felt but you were met with his hips picking up in pace “shh shh, let me take care of you, save that pretty voice for later chula. Just take it, take it f’me” Miguel hummed, his words having slight pauses as he fucked you dumb.

“Just need’a fuck a baby into you bunny, fill you up nice and warm with my cum just like you beg me to”

You let out a shaky moan as his hand wrapped around your throat “mírame mami, por favor déjame mirarte.” You could hate Miguel for how condescending he sounds knowing you can’t even hold yourself up.

“That’s it” he hums into your cheek as he plunged his cock inside your gushy walls. Miguel’s eyes rolled back at the sounds of your high pitched whines as you reached your 3rd orgasm “mi- I ca- can’t” you began to cry.

Tears began to stain your cheeks as the overstimulation began to cause you to claw at his arms “yes you can, you can for me” he purred as he wrapped an arm around around your collar bone, pinning you onto his back as he leaned back onto the counter and lifted you onto his chest.

Your head fell back onto his shoulder as he began to fuck you up right, hands behind your thighs as he fucked you like a toy “asi, asi chula a- ay asi” Miguel began to huff as you clenched around his cock.

You soaked his thighs as you gushed out cum and squirted all over him, his gruntled moan roaring into your jaw as he came right after you. His arms shook in the mist of his orgasm, causing you to hold yourself up by his biceps “tha- that’s it, ah fuck that’s it” Miguel panted.

Miguel expertly held you up as he pulled out and turned around to sit you on the counter so he could carry you properly. But before he could, he slumped forward into the crook of your neck. He inhaled your sweet scent that let him know you were ready for a baby, you were ovulating. “thank you chula” Miguel whispered while he pressed a kiss onto your shoulder.

“Did so good for me” he praised. Miguel was already thinking of what pjs he’d get out for you while you rested in the bath. He knew you loved his tee shirts but the baggy shirt hanging around your plump thighs would either lead him buried between your thighs or back stuffed inside you.

He cursed himself in his head, he needs to let his pretty girl rest. Your comfort was worth his racing thoughts because after all, he can’t fuck you every time you were in his tee’s.

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[rafeandonlyrafe]

bésame

words: 1.6k

warnings: 18+ only! smut, female receiving oral, p in v sex, unprotected sex, bilingual!reader, spanish dialogue (its not really translated but all the important parts are explained), rafe learning spanish

rafe sets down his briefcase, toeing off his shoes as his eyes scan the foyer for you, surprised that you don’t come running up to greet him like you normally do when he gets home.

“hola, baby!” he yells out, suddenly hearing a clatter from the kitchen before you stick your head into the hallway.

“hola, amor.” you smile. “just making tamales for dinner.”

“ahh.” rafe nods, the time consuming dish explaining why you were already working in the kitchen, filling the corn husk with ingredients before rolling them up.

“come keep me company?” you smile at him, batting your eyelashes in a way that always has rafe bending and agreeing to anything you ask him. “tell me about your day?”

“of course.” rafe walks the short distance in the hallway, pressing a kiss to your lips, his arm wrapping around your waist to pull you close.

“missed you.” you hum against his lips. “te amo.”

rafe smiles back at you. he didn't know any spanish besides hola when he first began dating you. “te amo, amor.”

you give him a look, eyes widening slightly as you go back to working on your dish. “that pronunciation was shockingly good, rafey.”

“i may have been practicing a little.” rafe smirks, in truth he's been practicing a lot, working really hard to learn the language for you, even going as far as to hire a native speaker to meet with him on his lunch breaks.

“practicing, eh?” you smile, fingers effortlessly folding the tamale, having done it so many times. “how do you say eat, then?”

“comer.” rafe answers, without even having to think about it.

“¡no me digas!” you gasp in surprise. 

rafe laughs, a faint blush on his cheeks at the look of wonder and excitement in your eyes. “we… i mean uhh… vamos a comer tamales.”

“yes!” you squeal. “we are going to eat tamales!” you have to put the corn husk down, quickly washing your hands before moving over to rafe, touching his cheeks.

“you’re so good, cariño!” you have to get up on your tiptoes to press a kiss to rafes lips. 

“i know that one.” rafe admits with a smile. its one of the first thing he had the instructor teach him, various pet names to call you. “sweetheart or darling. i also know mi vida, mi corazon. i even know princesa and uh..." it takes rafe a second, but the word for soul finally comes back to him, "mi alma."

“oh wow.” you could melt on the spot at the sweet words coming out of rafes mouth, only sounding even better in your natural language. “let me see if you know this one… bésame.”

it takes a second for the words to click, and then rafe smirks down at you, leaning in to press your lips together in a kiss, just like you asked for. his mouth dominates yours, turning your bodies so you’re the one leaning against the counter, trapped between rafes strong arms.

“quiero verte.” you whisper to rafe, tugging on his shirt. “i want to see you.”

rafe quickly pulls the shirt off over his head, his muscles on display for you to rub your hands over.

“how do i say undress me?” rafe asks, moaning lowly when your hands pass over his nipples.

“desvísteme.”

“undress you? okay. bueno.” rafe smirks as you let out a laugh, tricking you into being asked to be undressed. 

you raise your arms up so he can tug your shirt off, eyes widening when he realizes you’re not wearing a bra. his hands cup your chest, playing with your tits as he finds his way back to your mouth, tongue running along your lower lip until his thumb swipes over your nipples and makes you gasp, finally allowing him entrance. 

“quiero probarte.” rafe whispers against your lips, your eyes widening when you realize what his words mean, still not used to hearing him speak in spanish. “quiero probarte, baby. can i take your shorts off?” “yeah, yeah.” you nod. you swear you must be dreaming, with rafe saying that he wants to taste you in spanish. you wonder who he asked, who gave him the translation, because as far as you know, the only spanish speaking people he knows is your family members, and while rafe is not easily embarrassed, even that's going too far for him.

rafe tugs at your shorts and underwear, letting them fall to the floor before you’re being lifted up onto the island counter, half-assembled tamales long forgotten as rafe bends, burying his face into your core without any delay.

his tongue laps at your entrance, tasting your juices as they build up. his mouth makes an obscene slurping noise, and you didn’t even realize how wet you’d gotten from hearing him speaking spanish, getting to communicate with him in such a beautiful language that you love so much.

he drags his tongue upward, flicking it against your clit. “te gusta?” rafe asks.

“yeah, yeah i like it!” you answer rafes question, head feeling fuzzy as he goes back to flicking over your clit before circling it teasingly, making you feel every nerve when he drags back over before his tongue finds its way down towards your entrance.

he gathers even more slickness on his tongue before dragging upward, using it as extra lubrication against your clit. he licks at your most sensitive area before tugging your clit between his lips, sucking it into his mouth.

you let out a squeal, reaching down to grip his hair in your hands to hold him in place, pressing his face further into you.

you can feel rafe chuckle against your skin at your clear excitement, but he doesn’t pull away, simply continuing to eat you out as you mumble a few curse words in spanish when his fingers press against your entrance.

hes slow when pressing his digit inside, counter to the speed and intensity of his lips on your clit. when he finally begins to pump it inside and out, your body relaxes, the familiar feeling allowing him to slip a second finger in.

rafe wastes no time scissoring his fingers, clearly needing to open you up quickly to get himself inside.

“fuck!” you shout out. “rafe, rafe, cógeme. cógeme, por favor.” rafe pulls away, looking up at you, clearly having not heard that word before. “fuck me!” you tell him in english, tugging on his hair slightly to encourage him to stand up, to take you.

rafes confusion turns into amusement, his grin spreading as he slowly raises, fingers continuing to thrust inside of you as your hands grab at his pants, undoing them as quickly as you can before shoving them down, rafes hard cock rising.

“tell me the truth, rafe.” you gasp as his fingers pull out, only momentarily feeling the gaping emptiness inside of you until rafes cock takes its place, filling you up effortlessly, the perfect amount of stretch to your walls to bring you the slightest hint of pain, that only increases your pleasure. “who is teaching you this?” “i may have hired someone to help me out on my lunch breaks.” rafe smirks, keeping his cock buried inside of you, your hips moving while sat on the edge of the marble counter, trying to entice him into thrusting. “no promises im ever gonna be fluent, but i figured its the least i could do. for you.”

“oh, rafe.” you feel tears well up into your eyes. you wrap your arms around his shoulders, pressing a kiss to his lips. “i love you.”

“te amo.” rafe smiles down at you, your legs wrapping around him next, waiting for the thrusts to begin, but rafe remains still for a few more moments, letting you enjoy the soft, sweet moment.

it lasts as long as rafe can hold himself back until he suddenly pumps forward, hips thrusting up rapidly, glad that the island counter sits at the perfect height for him to fuck you at.

“oh, yes!” you moan out, nails raking down his back. “fuck, feels so good baby.” “yeah, can feel your tight little cunt squeezing me.” rafe moans as well, combined sounds filling the kitchen. 

“don’t know…” you try to get the words out, his cock repeatedly filling you, making you interrupt your sentence with gasps. “don’t know how long i’ll last.”

“yeah? my mouth and cock that good? need to cum already?” rafe loves how easily he can make you cum, how fast he can push you to the edge. it only turns him on more.

“sí.” you nod. “close, papí.”

rafe lets out a groan, his orgasm suddenly close from the use of that single word alone. “call me that again, baby girl.”

“papíííí.” you whine out, rafes hips pushing up, slapping against your skin as an orgasm suddenly forces out of you, cunt pulsating around rafe, pulling his own orgasm free.

“fuck.” you curse, before repeating it in spanish. “joder.”

“god, your pussy is perfect.” rafe says, pressing his lips against your cheek as the last of his cum is milked out. “how do you say that in spanish?” “nnn, i don’t know.” you groan. “my minds not working right now.”

“aww, pobrecita, all fucked out.” rafe laughs, pulling his cock out of you.

“your fault.” you grumble, feeling his cum leaking out onto the counter, but you need at least another minute of rafe holding you close before you care about the mess. “your fault dinner is gonna be late too.” you look at your workstation. “we’ll wash up and then i’ll help you.” rafe offers. “and you can teach me some more words in spanish.”

“fine, but you don’t need to learn any more dirty ones, niño travieso.”

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[monzabee]

mr. big (social media au) - cs55

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Summary: The one where there he was, wearing armani on a sunday, your boyfriend, Carlos.

Pairing: carlos sainz x romance writer!reader (model used: random people i found on pinterest)

Warnings: none other than some cursing? carlos being an old money dream as always

Request: "For a smau, would love to see romance writer!reader with Carlos (he is just Disney prince vibes) where fans aren’t quite sure how they got together but the influence him on her work is greatly appreciated" by my lovely @percervall

Author note: OKAY JUST REALISED I AM A CARRIE AND BIG APOLOGIST, WHO WOULD'VE THOUGHT (i might be freaking out about them, but i will always be a charlotte girl)!!! (might honestly turn it into a series because who doesn't love a satc x old money crossover???)

Please also note that all of my works are protected under copyright, and not available for reposting on other platforms.

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yourusername: busy, busy, busy bee.

user: thank you mother for feeding us with another hot billionaire novel

yourusername: you are more than welcome

user: how is she not only one of the best romance authors, but also a fashion icon??

user: can't wait to read what carlos inspired this time!!

carlossainz55: you are not wearing you glasses again, cariño

yourusername: why don't you come put them on yourself??

user: oh, they are so cute it's sickening

user: GIVE US THE MANUSCRIPT AND END OUR SUFFERING

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user: how did they get together again??

user: i think he ran into her at one of her book signings in madrid?

user: i thought it was when she went to the paddock for some good old r&d?

user: i heard somewhere that a friend set them up

yourusername posted a new story!

carlossainz55 posted a story!

yourusername

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yourusername: life lately & "between love and loathing" out june 23rd.

user: we love the romantic getaway, and a new book!!

user: we're being fed in more ways than one, and i am not complaining at all!!

user: oh shit, we're about to read the best romance novel of all time

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carlossainz55: i'm so proud of you, you have no idea

yourusername: way to make me cry

yourusername: i love you though

carlossainz55: te quiero más

user: I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY ARE THE OLD MONEY COUPLE WE NEEDED ALL ALONG AND WE DON'T KNOW HOW THEY STARTED DATING

user: it will remain forever a mystery

user: but at least we have content to keep us going through these hard times

carlossainz55

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carlossainz55: one of us made the pancakes, and one of us stood there looking pretty.

yourusername: hey, it was your turn to make breakfast

carlossainz55: and i loved every second of it

yourusername: even doing the dishes?

carlossainz55: especially doing the dishes

user: this is by far the most romance book thing this man has done

user: i still don't understand how they started dating, but good for them i guess

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landonorris: hey, i didn't get any pancakes, did you? @charles_leclerc

charles_leclerc: didn't even know we were having pancakes, where are our pancakes @carlossainz55

landonorris: and cooking in a towel?? how is that sanitary??

charles_leclerc: he's breaking at least a dozen health codes

carlossainz55: i hate you both

yourusername: you are all a pr nightmare

scuderiaferrari: i agree

user: damn he got lucky

yourusername

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yourusername: and there he was, wearing armani on a sunday, carlos sainz.

user: SHUT UP!!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!

user: what kind of an iconic cunt slay is this

user: and just like that... they became the coolest couple on the internet

user: NEW NOVEL IDEA, SEX AND THE CITY RETELL WITH CARLOS

user: girl wtf

yourusername: no let her cook

yourusername: you might be onto something here

user: don't know if i want to be her or be carlos

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user: everybody say thank you mom for blessing us

carlossainz55: amor

yourusername: amor x2

user: oh she's working overtime god bless you

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