Llévame anclada a tu espalda. Llévame muy cerca de tu corazón y tú alma,
Llévame por donde quiera que vayas, porque incluso en los lugares más lejanos y grises, te voy a amar siempre y cuidar de ti en todo momento.
No pienso ser tu carga, solo quiere que me tengas contigo para que entiendas que estaré para ti sin importar la situación, el lugar y las personas. Soy parte de ti como tú lo eres de mi.
Leregi Renga
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Pick Your Favorite Sad Boi, Daniel Brühl Edition:
Nikolas Koll, Der Pakt - Wenn Kinder Töten (1996)
Checo, Paradise Mall / Schlaraffenland (1999)
Markus Baasweiler, Schule (2000)
Marek, Honolulu (2001)
Daniel, No Regrets / Nichts Bereuen (2001)
Marko Stemper, Elephant Heart / Elefantenherz (2002)
Arbo, Vaya Con Dios (2002)
Alexander Kerner, Good Bye, Lenin! (2003)
Paul Krantz, Love in Thoughts / Was nützt die Liebe in Gedanken (2004)
Jan, The Edukators / Die fetten Jahre sind vorbei (2004)
Andrea Marowski, Ladies in Lavender (2004)
Karl, A Friend of Mine (2006)
Tonda, Krabat (2008)
Dirk, All Together (2011)
Dr. Georg Rosen, John Rabe (2009)
Hans Krämer, The Coming Days / Die kommenden Tage (2010)
Álex Garel, Eva (2011)
Niki Lauda, Rush (2013)
Daniel Domscheit-Berg, The Fifth Estate (2013)
Thomas Lang, The Face of an Angel (2014)
Daniel, Colonia (2015)
Sebastian Zöllner, Me and Kaminski (2015)
Tony Balerdi, Burnt (2015)
Escherich, Alone in Berlin (2016)
Helmut Zemo, Captain America: Civil War (2016)
Dr. Laszlo Kreizler, The Alienist (2018 - 2020)
Ernst Schmidt, The Cloverfield Paradox (2018)
Thomas Fischer, My Zoe (2019)
Daniel Weltz, Next Door / Nebenan (2021)
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Tomaste tu decisión y está bien, yo no soy quien para decirte que hacer o no, menos que te quedes y me sigas queriendo.
No pasará, has decidido irte y aunque esté o no de acuerdo, se que vas a marcharte. Me queda solo decir y recordarte que... Oye bien esto: quizás todas tus noches sean de insomnio por mi, que el sueño se irá a mi lado y así estarás pensándome por horas, hasta que al filo del amanecer el sueño llegué, pero empezará tu rutina y sucesivamente por días o años, mi recuerdo te acompañara en cada desvelo.
Decidete, te vas o te quedas?
Leregi Renga
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Ooo saw how you’d be happy to write some of the nastier little tidbits and thought I’d send a prompt or two on theme! No rush to answer them all, just if you like any and would elaborate or.. ����👈
So I’m thinking of a reader asking a wrath demon for help because they’re scared or injured, and it somehow just ends up with the wrath demon shamefully (or not shamefully) wanking onto them. Your choice of demon 💕
TW: Noncon.
Oh this feels like a Ludwig thing right off the bat.
For a wrathful demon, he looks very approachable, very calm and content even. If you're in the middle of a dangerous situation, perhaps running from a group of assailants that have left you badly bruised and battered, bloody all over- Then Ludwig is the monster you're going to scurry to. A tall mid-ranker demon with a vaguely creepy smile.
Problem is, not only are you cute, you're stinking of fear and blood and pain, and that's a delicious concoction for a Wrath demon. It's their catnip.
You just so happen to catch Lud in a bit of a moral low-point.
Sure, he promises to help keep you safe, but he needs something to make up for his time and protection. The little doe eyes you make at him, so full of terror and hopelessness, are hot enough he feels his cock sickly jump to attention.
Don't worry, Ludwig's not some beast, he's not going to ruin you- Even if the thought of shoving you to the ground and using your own blood as lube to fuck you senseless is a very real temptation he's struggling with currently, even if he wants to break a few more parts of you and thrill himself to the sounds of your anguished screaming... No. No, he's not that evil.
Instead, Ludwig pushes your clothes aside, allowing his tongue to steal the delectable taste of your suffering. He moans as he digs into your wounds to open them just a bit further, his teeth clamping onto your jaw briefly before he grossly laps over the trail of blood seeping from your broken nose. If he wasn't already tenting his pants, he sure as fuck is now.
You cry in discomfort, misery and fear when you notice the bulge of his cock, expecting the worst of the worst, and Ludwig can't control the growl clawing out his throat when he pushes you to your bruised knees, hearing the keen of pain you let out. When he frees himself, you make this defeated, broken sound.
It's fine, he pants, already shamelessly curling a hand around his length, he's not going to fuck your face. It's already so ruined, he's sure you'd suffocate trying to breathe through that busted nose...
But he does let his cock drag against your complexion, not caring that you turn your cheek to him while he pants luridly and pumps his girth to the scene of you sobbing quietly. A sick little laugh bubbles out when he slaps his cockhead on your cheek in an impish taunt. You're too broken to care, wincing in disgust.
When Ludwig gets close, his spare hand grabs you by the chin, forcing you to look back at him and open your mouth for him. That grip is tight enough to make you moan in pain, and it only gets more agonizing the closer he is to orgasm, making you wonder if he'll break the bone.
Luckily, the demon snarls hard, and his claws dig into your cheeks, a different type of pain to distract you from the loads of hot cum now painting your face and hair. If humiliation could kill a person...
He has the nerve to thank you afterwards, a shitty grin on his face that makes you question why you thought a demon of his kind could help at all. He doesn't let you wipe his seed off your face.
You bought his protection, at least...
But a part of you kind of wishes you had just lied down and taken your beating instead of trying to find help.
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