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đđ§đšđźđ đĄ đđšđ« đđšđź đđ.đ
đ¶đșđđđđđâđïŒswearing, angst fluff in the end (Mapi and ingrid arenât dating in this sorry!!). đđ. đ
As you drove in the middle of the night the dark streets of Barcelona, light rain pouring down flooding the floors and streets. Tears welling in your eyes blocking your view of the road as you sniffled. Wiping those tears as you let out light cries.
Your heart felt heavy, you couldnât wrap your head around what just happened. Youâre in such a dark place in your head, and you needed someone to stay so you decided to go to Mapiâs house, the one place you can call home.
As you pulled into Mapiâs drive way you turned off your car engine, reached to the back seat and grabbed your duffel bag full of your stuff you swung the bag on your shoulders, stepped out the car with a slump in your stance.
You were miserable, you had no energy no fight left in you. As you heard the front door to the tattooed womanâs house open, She came hurrying her pace with open arms as she met you half way. âđđĄ đ©đ«đąđ§đđđŹđ đąâđŠ đŹđš đŹđšđ«đ«đČâ She said in a concerned tone, those words made you break down as you wrapped your arms around her stuffing your head in her neck.
Mapi took your bag from your shoulders and carried it. The sobs coming from you getting louder, Mapi acted in fear of complaints of the neighbors took you inside keeping one hand around your shoulders for comfort.
She brought you to the couch and went inside her room to drop off your bag. She came to where you were sitting on the couch and said âđđš đČđšđź đ°đđ§đ đ đ đ„đđŹđŹ đšđ đ°đđđđ« đđš đđđ„đŠ đđšđ°đ§ đČ/đ§?â she said looking at you rubbing your back, You let out a nod in response. The blonde haired tattooed women got up and filled up a glass of water from her sink. She walked over and handed it to you. âđđ„đđđŹđ đđ«đąđ§đ€ đąđ đČ/đ§â as you lifted your shaky hands and brought the glass to your mouth and took a sip. âđđšđźđ„đ đ„đąđ€đ đđš đđđ„đ„ đŠđ đ°đĄđđ đĄđđ©đ©đđ§đđ ïżœïżœđŠđšđ«?â Mapi said, She already knew partly of whatâs been happening between you and Aleâs relationship, you felt like she was the only person you could turn to in a time of need.
âđđąđ€đ đą đŹđđąđ đđ„đ đđĄđđđđđ đšđ§ đŠđ, đđĄđ đđđŠđ đĄđšđŠđ đđ«đźđ§đ€ đđ§đ đą đđ«đąđđ đđš đđŹđ€ đĄđđ« đ°đĄđđâđŹ đđđđ§ đ đšđąđ§đ đšđ§ đđđđ°đđđ§ đźđŹ đđ§đ đšđźđ« đđąđŹđđđ§đđ. đđĄđ đŹđđđ«đđđ đđđąđ§đ đđ đ«đđŹđŹđąđŻđ, đđ§đ đŹđđąđ đŹđšđŠđ đ©đ«đđđđČ đŻđąđ„đ đđĄđąđ§đ đŹ đđđ©đŹâ you said struggling to find words, as Mapi was interrupted by a phone ringing, my phone ringing. Me and Mapi looked at each other as we looked down at my phone and saw đĄđđ« calling meâŠAlexia, and when i pressed ignore she called me again persistently.
Mapi snatched the phone and answered the phone with a scowl on her face âđđđ©đą đ°đĄđđ đđĄđ đĄđđ„đ„ đđ«đ đČđšđź đđšđąđ§đ ?!â you said in a hushed whisper trying to grab your phone out of Mapiâs grasp âđđđšđ© đđđ„đ„đąđ§đ đĄđđ« đ©đĄđšđ§đ đđ„đđ±đąđ, đąâđŠ đđđ„đ„đąđ§đ đČđšđź đđĄđąđŹ đšđ§đđ đđŹ đ đ°đđ«đ§đąđ§đ đđšđ§âđ đŠđđ€đ đŠđ đŹđđČ đąđ đđ đđąđ§.â Mapi said in a stern tone finger pointing in the air as if Alexia was in front of her, âđđđ©đą đ©đ„đđđŹđ đŁđźđŹđ đĄđđ§đ đźđ©â you said pleading with Mapi.
âđđđ„đ„đš? đ/đ§ ? đđ«đ đČđšđź đđĄđđ«đ đ°đĄđđâđŹ đ đšđąđ§đ đšđ§ ?đ©đ„đđđŹđ đđšđŠđ đĄđšđŠđâ Alexia said her voice raspy from maybe crying for so long. Mapi ended the call. đđš đđ đđšđ§đđąđ§đźđđ...
đđ„đąđđđĄđđ§đ đđ« đ«Ł đąâđŠ đ đšđ§đ§đ đ°đ«đąđđ đŠđđČđđ đ đŠđšđ«đ đ©đđ«đđŹ đđš đ€đđ©đ đČđđ„đ„ đđđđ !! đđĄđš đđš đČđšđź đđĄđąđ§đ€ đČ/đ§ đŹđĄđšđźđ„đ đđ§đ đźđ© đ°đąđđĄ ?! đČđđșđ đđđđŸđœ ! (dm me for ideas)
#alexia putellas one shot#alexia putellas#alexia putellas x reader#alexia putellas imagine#oneshot#imagine#woso x reader#woso community#woso imagine#woso fanfics#barca femeni#barca#la reina#woah#stay tuned#mapi leon#mapi leon x reader
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đđĄđš đđ«đ đČđšđź đ«đđđ„đ„đČ?âđŹđđđđŸđ
đźâđ§đșđđș đ f!đđŸđșđœđŸđ
⏠â đšđȘđąđąđđ§đź â â getting creepy love letters isnât normal, but finding out why it was written is even creepier.
⏠â đŹđđ§đŁđđŁđđš â â Angst, kinda fluff(?) 763wc
Again,
A new letter, again.
Ever since you started working with the spider society, youâve gotten love letters(?).
Well you donât exactly know if those letters are love letter; they are write in Spanish and well; you canât speak or read Spanish.
There are so many Spider-People who can speak Spanish, it literally could be anyone.
The first letter was on your desk, you first thought it was for the wrong person because Spanish wasnât your language. You went to one of your Spanish speaking Spider friends and asked if they could translate it.
Mi dulzura, mis ojos se bendicen cada vez que te veo. aunque no sea la primera vez; bueno, no es la primera vez para mĂ...
(My sweetness, my eyes get blessed every time I see you. even though itâs not the first time; well the first time for meâŠ)
That was a very strange letter. âWho sheâs me for the first time but it wasnât the first time?â
It took you a while to get that translated. You thought about that letter for so long and tried to figure out what it could mean.
The letters got more strange after a while;
Mi dulzura, sé que no me conoces, que no me conociste en tu universo porque me alejaron de ti... pero te miro, te necesito, te deseo; en todos los sentidos.
(My sweetness, I know you donât know me, you didnât met me in your universe because I was taken away from you.. but I watch you, I need you, I want you; in every way.)
âYa coño! y/n! fucking daydreaming and stop the anomaly!â The stern voice of Miguel OâHara yelled through your ear-microphone. âHeâs always so grumpy, I donât think he likes meâ
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âThat was so fucking stupid of you y/n! You almost got yourself killed! eso fue tan estĂșpido!â Ye yelled while walking around angrily.
It probably was your fault, you got distracted by those letters that you neglect your job. âLook, I am sorry Miguel, but some weird things are happening and it distracts me from everythingâ regret and fear was heard in your voice.
Miguel could obviously hear that fear but decided to ignore it. âWell itâs not exactly my fault is it!? You are so estĂșpido, mi dulzuraâ he said while rolling his eyes.
Mi dulzura
Mi dulzura
Mi dulzura!
But this doesnât make any sense!? How could Miguel?-
No. it had to be a confusion, it couldnât be Miguel he wouldnât-
âI need to go, itâs an emergency!â He yelled and jumped into a portal To whatever dimension he had to go.
âThis is perfectâ you thought.
âSwapâ now on his platform trying to open his screens which where password saved. Obviously.
IAmRude123
IHateEveryone1234
IAmTheOnlyRealSpiderMan2099
None of those worked. âDamn itâ you whispered.
GabriellaMyLove2099
âYou are now logged inâ
âThatâs not lylaâ you thought
There where so many folders, you had do idea where to look; that was until you came across a folder named
Gabriella & y/n
You frowned. What could that be? Why did Miguel has a folder with your name on it? Why would he have such a folder?
You clicked on the folder and a big amount of videos showed up. You clicked on the first video.
âPapĂĄ no!â the little voice of Gabriella giggled.
On the video is Miguel tickling Gabriella while someone is filming.
âMamĂĄ tell pap-pap-papĂĄ to stopâ she now giggled even more. Then the camera got turned around and it showed-
You.
Miguel came behind the camera and out his arm around your shoulder, then he grabbed your face and kissed you on the lips. âMi dulzuraâ he murmured against your lips.
âugh! No noâ Gabriellas small joking voice came from behind the camera.
âNo I wanna kiss your mamĂ-â
No.
You stopped the video immediately.
This couldnât be⊠how could this be?
You knew how the Spider-Verse worked, but you would have never thought that Miguel and you-
But now it all makes sense!
âMi dulzura, sĂ© que no me conoces, que no me conociste en tu universo porque me alejaron de ti...-â
(My sweetness, I know that you don't know me, that you didn't know me in your universe because they took me away from you...)
It made sense now.
You watched some more videos, it were all video of you, well not you, playing with Gabriella, kissing Miguel, cuddling with both of them.
Even making love with Miguel-
It was all too much to take, how could he-
âOh so now you finally found out, Mi dulzuraâ
Oh no.
#miguel o'hara fanfiction#miguel o'hara smut#miguel oâhara#spiderverse x reader#across the spiderverse x reader#spiderman x reader#spider man 2099 x reader#spider man: across the spider verse#spider man 2099#angst#fluff#gabriella oâhara#miguel oâhara x you#miguel x reader#miguel oâhara x y/n
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â„ for dean!!!!
â„ đđđđ đđđđđđđđđđđđ â„
đđšđ° đđąđ đđĄđđČ đđąđ«đŹđ đŠđđđ? they deadass saw each other from across a bar lmfao đđĄđš đđđ„đ đ«đšđŠđđ§đđąđ đđđđ„đąđ§đ đŹ đđąđ«đŹđ? they both FELT them probably right away , but emma was the first to eventually let it show that he was more than a one night stand to her. đđąđ đđąđđĄđđ« đšđ đđĄđđŠ đđ«đČ đđš đ«đđŹđąđŹđ đđĄđđąđ« đđđđ„đąđ§đ đŹ? literally these motherfuckers both fought it so hard it's almost embarrassing for them. they are / were so allergic to feelings it was a whole internal battle for them both đđĄđš đąđ§đąđđąđđđđ đđĄđđąđ« đđđđ„đąđ§đ đŹ đđąđ«đŹđ? emma started showing more commitment first , but it was more non-verbal things like doing his laundry , cooking , etc . . . đđĄđš đŹđđąđ âđ đ„đšđŻđ đČđšđźâ đđąđ«đŹđ? DEAN AND I'M STILL FUCKED UP ABOUT IT BYE đđĄđš đ đđđŹ đŁđđđ„đšđźđŹ đđđŹđąđ„đČ? they both do but they're also basically joined at the hip so there's not a whole lot of opportunity for anyone to approach either one đđĄđš đąđŹ đŠđšđ«đ đ©đ«đšđđđđđąđŻđ? dean , even though em is incredibly hard to kill the man WORRIES okay he's very sweet and it's only a little INCREDIBLY irritating to his wife đđĄđš đ«đđŠđđŠđđđ«đŹ đđĄđ đ„đąđđđ„đ đđĄđąđ§đ đŹ? weirdly enough dean ? em remembers some things but every once in a while he'll say something where she's like how the hell - that was years ago đđĄđš đđđ„đ€đŹ đđđšđźđ đđĄđđąđ« đđđđ„đąđ§đ đŹ đŠđšđ«đ? emma but by such a small margin they both suck so bad at it she'll only do it if there's something REALLY bothering her and it hasn't gone away after months of ignoring it đđĄđš đźđŹđđŹ đđĄđ đđĄđđđŹđąđđ« đ©đąđđ€đźđ© đ„đąđ§đđŹ? dean one hundred percent a;lsfjsak đđĄđđ đđšđđŹ đ đđąđ«đŹđ đđđđ đ„đšđšđ€ đ„đąđ€đ đđšđ« đđĄđđŠ? it looked like eating burgers and getting drunk together and then ending up between the sheets - as did the next several â dates â for literal months when he would come back to mystic đđĄđđ đđš đđĄđđČ đ„đąđ€đ đđš đđš đđšđ đđđĄđđ«? literally everything but like. a disgusting amount of sex. these idiots will sneak off absolutely anywhere and come back with the stupidest shit eating grins on their faces like they weren't supposed to be focused on a task that whole time. đđĄđąđđĄ đšđ§đ đ đđđŹ đđ§đ đ«đČ đđĄđ đŠđšđŹđ, đ„đđđŻđąđ§đ đđĄđ đšđđĄđđ« đđš đđđ„đŠ đđĄđđŠ đđšđ°đ§? dean ; depending on severity , emma will generally just sit there and calmly hold eye contact until he realizes how elevated he is emotionally and she can approach to hug him. đđš đđĄđđČ đ„đąđ€đ đđđ? like to a degree that should probably get them arrested
đđĄđđ đđ«đ đđĄđđąđ« đđąđ đŹđ©đšđšđ§ / đ„đąđđđ„đ đŹđ©đšđšđ§ đđ«đ«đđ§đ đđŠđđ§đđŹ? emma's always the little spoon đđšđđŹ đšđ§đ đ„đąđ€đ đđĄđ đđźđđđ„đ đŠđšđ«đ đđĄđđ§ đđĄđ đšđđĄđđ«? i think they've reached a point where they can admit they both like to cuddle ( would they admit it ? who's to say ) đđĄđš đĄđšđ đŹ đđĄđ đđ„đđ§đ€đđđŹ? dean !! emma has quite literally bitten him for it ( which was petty as fuck let's be real ) đđĄđšâđŹ đŠđšđ«đ đ„đąđ€đđ„đČ đđš đąđ§đąđđąđđđ đŹđđ±? they're literally jackrabbits both of them will initiate at any moment in any location they're DISGUSTING đđĄđšâđŹ đđĄđ đ€đąđ§đ€đąđđŹđ? probably emma tbh she gets a kick out of blowing his mind and seeing the look on his face when they try something new đđĄđš đąđŹ đđĄđ đđšđ© đđ§đ đđšđđđšđŠ đąđ§ đđĄđđąđ« đŹđđ± đ„đąđđ? dean tops like 95% of the time đđ«đ đđĄđđČ đąđ§đđđ«đđĄđđ§đ đđđđ„đ? like 5% of the time lol đđĄđš đ„đąđ€đđŹ đ đąđŻđąđ§đ đđ§đ đ°đĄđš đ„đąđ€đđŹ đ«đđđđąđŻđąđ§đ đšđ«đđ„? i think they both enjoy both but em LOVES giving for him she's obsessed with seeing how far she can get his eyes to roll đđđ§ đđĄđđČ đ„đđŹđ đŠđšđ«đ đđĄđđ§ đšđ§đ đ«đšđźđ§đ? much to sam's dismay , yes. yes they can. đđĄđąđđĄ đšđ§đ đąđŹ đ đŠđšđ«đ§đąđ§đ đ©đđ«đŹđšđ§? neither , and the fact that sam IS irritates them both đđš đđąđđĄđđ« đšđ đđĄđđŠ đ„đąđ€đ đđš đđšđšđ€? dean more so than emma having more experience with it , but they're both pretty decent at it / enjoy it to a degree. đđ đđĄđđČ đ đđ đŠđđ«đ«đąđđ, đ°đĄđš đ©đ«đšđ©đšđŹđđŹ đđąđ«đŹđ? i think it was dean ? it was very lowkey probably more just a casual passing statement after he'd pulled up to the pawn shop. đđĄđđ đ€đąđ§đ đšđ đ°đđđđąđ§đ đđš đđĄđđČ đĄđđŻđ? the kind that's not technically legal but means more than a legal wedding ever could to them where they go into a pawn shop and buy rings that engraved with names like Ingrid and Ernest and slide them onto each other's fingers and then get back in the car and continue on to their next case with not a whole lot changed but emma's last name. đđšđđŹ đđ§đČđšđ§đ đšđđŁđđđ đđš đđĄđđąđ« đ«đđ„đđđąđšđ§đŹđĄđąđ©? i'm sure sammy had some thoughts at the beginning but not as of now đđš đđĄđđČ đĄđđŻđ đđ§đČ đ€đąđđŹ? no they're too emotionally stupid LMAO i could see them having one by accident at some point or eventually on purpose if they ever managed to get out of the hunting life but at the moment sammy's their kid. and also their dad. đđš đđĄđđČ đĄđđŻđ đđ§đČ đ©đđđŹ? see above
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đđđ«đđĄ đđđđ«đŹ đ§đš đŹđźđđĄ đ©đ„đđ§đ.
đđĄđš đđšđđŹ đ§đšđ đđ§đ đźđ©
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đ đ đšđ°đ§ đđšđđĄ đđđ [đđđđđŹđđąđđ§ đđđČđđ] đđ§đ đđšđ€đą [đđšđ°đđ§ đđźđ§đ§đąđ§đ đĄđđŠ]. đđĄđđČ đđ«đ đđĄđđ«đđđđđ«đŹ đšđ đŠđČ đšđ°đ§ đđ«đđđđąđšđ§ đđ«đšđŠ đŠđČ đšđ°đ§ đŹđđšđ«đČ đđ§đ đ°đšđźđ„đ đ đ«đđđđ„đČ đđ©đ©đ«đđđąđđđ đąđ đČđšđź đđąđ đ§đšđ đđšđ©đČ đđĄđđŠ.
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đ» đđđđ„đšđ đŹ đđ§đ đđšđŠđŠđđ§đđŹ đđ«đ đđ§đđšđźđ«đđ đđ! đ đ°đšđźđ„đ đ„đšđŻđ đđš đĄđđđ« đ°đĄđđ đČđšđź đđĄđšđźđ đĄđ đđđšđźđ đŠđČ đ°đšđ«đ€ đđ§đ đ«đđđ„đšđ đ đąđ§đ đĄđđ„đ©đŹ đŠđ đ đ„đšđ, đŹđš đ đ°đšđźđ„đ đ đ«đđđđ„đČ đđ©đ©đ«đđđąđđđ đąđ! ^^
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Last night was full of video games, laughing and just an overall good time for Set and Loki. The past couple days werenât the best to say the least, Loki dissociating and snapping at Set whenever he tried to help. Even through all of it Set stayed to take care of them and was the one who suggested a video games and movie night just the two of them to help Loki through her stress. Loki didnât remember when they had fallen asleep, the only thing running through his head was the steller dream he had and the fact that Set was curled up against her chest.
He hummed softly, moving gently so as to not wake up the older. They lightly run their fingers through his hair, green eyes looking him over. He ran his thumb along his cheek, running over faint freckles and moles on the other godâs face. Humming one more time he starts pressing kisses to the otherâs face, trailing them down his neck, knowing that it would wake up the light sleeper. He smiles triumphantly when Set starts to wiggle away from the neck kisses. She props her chin on the olderâs shoulder and eyes him a little. âWake up baby.~ Thereâs something I need you to take care of that you caused.~â Set whined as his tail swished, moving away from the god as his eyes slowly opened, pretty grey eyes in full view.Â
âIâve been asleep-. What did I even do?â He whined more as he was about to sit up until Loki flipped them over, him straddling Set down as he looked down at his eyes darkening as he gave the older man a warning look.Â
âNow donât act up pretty pup.~ You just have to fix what you started.~â She mused almost tauntingly as he looked down at the other man waiting for him to act up again. Set was about to spew out a string of snarky remarks and push him off until Loki grinded his hips down and thatâs when he felt how hard Loki was. Eyes widening and cheeks turning crimson, he looked at the younger with wide eyes before covering his face and looking around to escape from whatever situation he was being put into. Loki frowned at the lack of words; they moved Setâs hands away and patted his cheek. âNow donât go quiet on me. Use your words pup.âÂ
âI didnât do anythingâŠthat wasnât my fault. I didnât even move or say anything.â He said as he moved his hands to push Loki by the shoulders but the younger stopped him before he could. He grabbed his wrists and pinned them over his head.Â
âAh~ Iâm pretty sure it was you.~â Loki glared as Set started to interrupt them again. Rolling their eyes they covered the otherâs mouth pushing down and leaning forward. âShut your fucking mouth Sebastion.â Set whimpered and went slightly limp, giving up on fighting back. Loki perked up happily as he didnât move his hand continuing to speak. âI dreamed of your legs wrapped around me.~â Set looked at him with dead serious eyes, wanting to yell and scream at him that this was over some stupid dream but he kept quiet fire burning in his eyes. âYour legs were wrapped so nicely around me like thisïżœïżœïżœâ
He moved his hands, Seb keeping quiet as he knew damn well not to speak again and not moving, each coming to his thighs and pulling them to wrap around the youngerâs waist. âAnd you were making such pretty little sounds for me.â One hand moved to under Sebastianâs hoodie, caressing the side with his claws. âWhat caught me though is what your pretty lips said.â Loki looked down at him, grin spreading wide, fangs going on full display. âYou begged me not to pull out, you wanted me to cum inside you.â Setâs ears were red as heat rose up the back of his neck as he bit his bottom lip, letting out a small whimper.
Loki smirked as he toyed and played with Sebastianâs curls. âNow isnât that something my little slut would say?â Set knew it was a rhetorical question but he still nodded, it being engraved into him at this point. âSuch a good puppy.~â Loki hummed as he pressed kisses along Setâs neck. âNow youâre going to be my good little slut and fix this arenât you?â Green eyes met grey ones as Set nodded his head slowly.
âY-Yes RowanâŠâ Loki shook his head, squishing Sebastianâs cheeks together.Â
âNo. No baby. Thatâs not my name. Whatâs my name?â The older whined a little, hating how he was melting at everything that he was saying and doing.Â
âIâm s-sorry Sir.â He bit his bottom lip feeling a bit embarrassed at the name but preening happily as Loki looked happier and pleased. He was there to please after all so he would do whatever Rowan wanted.Â
âGood slut.â She muttered as his pupils slitted for a second before moving to start pulling Sebâs bottoms off. Set bit his bottom lip as he hesitantly helped them take the pants and boxers off. Once off Loki dived in kisses and sucking on Setâs inner thighs, leaving as many hickies as he possibly could. Sebastian gasped at the sudden attack to his thighs before soft moans left his lips. His fingers tangle in Rowanâs hair, tugging on it a little, his heart swelling when he hears the small groans that leave Ro. Rowan kept attacking Setâs thighs, kissing scars that covered his plump thighs, moving higher and higher. âFuck, I love your thighs.â He groaned, squeezing them hard black claws digging into them and moved his kisses to Sebâs shaft. Seb whined and whimpered as tears pooled in his eyes from the sting of his breaking skin. His grip tightened in Lokiâs hair, his eyes fluttering closed, soft moans leaving his parted lips.Â
Pressing one last kiss to the tip of his cock, Ro looked up at Set, predatory eyes boring into Setâs softer eyes. Without another word he wrapped her lips around his head and took him in quickly. Sebâs head fell backwards, eyes rolling back and a louder deeper moan leaving his blissed out state. Loki bobbed their head, hollowing out their cheeks as they kept eye contact with Setâs grey eyes. Set was a hot and moaning mess, his fingers tangled and gripping onto Rowanâs hair for support as he started losing himself. He shivered as Lokiâs claws digged deeper into his thighs, drawing blood, and inching him closer to his high.Â
Ro kept on bobbing his head, humming around his cock until he felt it twitch in his mouth. Giving him one more suck he pulls away with a smirk making the older god let out a string of whines and curses. He tugged on Roâs hair a little before giving him big hazy eyes. âWhyâd you stop?â He frowned when Loki laughed and didnât answer the question, instead he moved up. Un-attaching her claws from where they were, moving them under Setâs hoodie, starting to tug it off.
âI want this off now.~â He mused his lips curling up before they glared at the man under him. Sebastian stopped his hands from moving his hoodie any further and shook his head.
âCan we not today? I want to keep it on.â He said it almost so quietly that Loki didnât hear it. He frowned more as she let out a huff before scoffing.
âI thought we went over this. I donât care how many scars, burns, whatever the fuck you have. Youâre still hot, pretty, sexy, every compliment in the book to me.â Their voice was stern as they spoke, looking him down at the Egyptian god. They placed their hands on either side of his head leaning closer by the second. Set felt himself grow more and more flushed as he got shyer and looked away from the other god.Â
âI-I knowâŠâ He nodded a little, Loki tilting his chin to make him look at him. âBut this onceâŠplease just this once.â He said quietly, snake eyes looking him over before sighing. Ro could tell that he was hiding something from him but he nodded, pressing a kiss to lips and then moving away to take off his own clothes.Â
âAlright.â Was all he said and Set knew that he fucked up. He was about to retract everything he said until he got yanked forward and Lokiâs cock plunged into him. Sebastianâs eyes teared up, widening with his head falling back into his pillow with his back arching completely off the bed. He choked out a sob, nails digging into Rowanâs back. Hands on his hips, hips snapping quickly and harshly into Set. He didnât let Sebastian adjust nor prepped him, making sure every thrust went deep and hard. âYouâre taking everything I give you and youâre going to beg me to keep going.â Lokiâs eyes were intensely looking into Setâs round eyes, her hand went to wrap around his jaw pushing him back and pinning it down. Set let out a whine but nodded as best as he could, letting Roâs fingers into his mouth before biting down harshly on them.Â
Rowan groaned holding onto Setâs hip, his pace ruthless as he abused Sebastianâs prostate. The olderâs whines and pants fueled the shifter, his own pants, moans and whines filling the room meshing in with the sound of skin slapping against skin with every thrust Loki made. The curly haired manâs eyes rolled all the way back, nails breaking the noiretteâs skin. His moans came out more muffled around his fingers, drool starting to drip at the corners of his mouth, incoherent words dumbly leaving him. He sucked and bit at Rowanâs fingers whining when they were pulled away. The raven haired man was close to his release, bringing his wet fingers to Setâs cock and started to jerk him off. âFuck! Fuck! Sir please. Want to cum. Please.âÂ
Ro didnât fight the massively wide smirk that spread on his face as he watched the older squirm and beg. They rubbed their thumb over the head of his cock earning them a whine for more from the shorter male. âYouâre going to beg me to let you cum. Be my good little bitch and beg.â Setâs hands moved to the pillow, black nails digging into the fabric as he nodded trying to have coherent thoughts through his mindâs haze.
âPlease let me cum sir, please, be your good bitch.â His eyes rolled back when Loki pushed his head back, hand gripping his throat squeezing it enough to still let him speak. His legs hooked around the tallerâs waist bringing him closer and locking them in place. âIâll be good, let you cum inside just please wanna cum.â A big grin spreading on their face and deeming his begging enough, Ro starts speeding up his wrist movements. She matches them to his pace and watches as Set fully unravels underneath her. Gripping whatever he could, Sebastian let out a quiet scream as his high hit him intensely. âRowan. Fuck. Feels so good, shit.â Thighs shaking and eyes rolling back he came into Lokiâs hand as he squeezed the otherâs middle. Slowly coming down he whimpered as Ro kept moving before cumming right after. They rode off their high before letting out one last groan looking up with their head tilted back.Â
He let out a small sound before leaning forward and pressing small kisses to Setâs face and muttering small praises. âYou did so good for me. My good little puppy, all mine.â He muttered, going to move before he was stopped. Set shook his head ânoâ causing the younger to subconsciously grin. âYou want me to stay in? What a good boy you are.â He mused, pulling out to lay next to Set before pushing back in. Seb let out a small whine before he cuddled into Lokiâs chest wordlessly, sub-dropping a bit as he tried to ease his hazy mind. Loki lightly ran his fingers through the mop of curly hair muttering soft words to calm the other down. âWeâll take a bath later then Iâll make you your favorite and we can watch some movies and cuddle. How does that sound?â She spoke quietly, pressing soft kisses to his face as the younger nodded quietly. Humming and nodding back Loki wrapped them in a blanket holding him close as he kept his soft words and touches going.
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"Atticus, right?" He asked while he poured a cup of tea for himself.
"Khai isn't around right now. But I'll happily assist you if you need anything."
-*Hearing a voice he didn't recognize he immediately stopped reading the book in his hand. He closed the book before placing it down on the table in-front of him. Atticus then proceeded to stand up and turn around so he could put a face with the voice he just heard. As he stared at dark blue-ish/grey kai he couldn't help but be confused-? who was he and how did he exactly find him? let alone know his name?? he crossed his arms as he narrowed his gaze*-
" đđĄđš đđ±đđđđ„đČ đđ«đ đČđšđź? đđ§đ đŹđđđšđ§đđ„đČ đ°đĄđđ«đ đđąđ đČđšđź đđšđŠđ đđ«đšđŠ. đą'đŻđ đ§đđŻđđ« đŹđđđ§ đČđšđź đđđđšđ«đ đ„đđ đđ„đšđ§đ đĄđđđ«đ đšđ đČđšđź đ°đĄđąđđĄ đŠđđ€đđŹ đąđ đđŻđđ§ đŠđšđ«đ đđšđ§đđđ«đ§đąđ§đ đĄđšđ° đČđšđź đ€đ§đšđ° đŠđ đšđ§ đ đđąđ«đŹđ đ§đđŠđ đđđŹđąđŹ? "
-*Atticus was on guard. If this was some intruder he wouldn't be afraid to make the first swing*-
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â â° â âââ "đđđČ đđĄđđ«đ, đŹđ°đđđđĄđđđ«đ. đđąđ đČđšđź đ€đ§đšđ° đđĄđšđŹđ đĄđšđŹđ©đąđđđ„ đđĄđđąđ«đŹ đđ«đđ§'đ đđźđąđ„đ đđšđ« đ©đđšđ©đ„đ đšđŻđđ« đŹđąđ± đđšđšđ? đđĄđš đ°đšđźđ„đđ đ đźđđŹđŹđđ. đđđđĄ, đČđđđĄ đ'đŠ đŠđđ€đąđ§đ đŹđźđ«đ đ đ đšđ đđ§đšđźđ đĄ đ°đđđđ« đđ§đ đđšđšđ đđ§đ đŹđđźđđ. đ đđđ§ đđđđ„ đČđšđź đ°đšđ«đ«đČđąđ§đ đđ«đšđŠ đ°đĄđđ«đđŻđđ« đČđšđź đđ«đ đ«đąđ đĄđ đ§đšđ°. đđąđ§đđ đŠđđ€đđŹ đŠđ đđđŠđ©đđđ đđš đŹđđđ«đ đŹđŠđšđ€đąđ§đ đđ đđąđ§ đđđđźđđ„đ„đČ đŁđźđŹđ đđš đŹđđ đąđ đąđ đđ«đąđ§đ đŹ đČđšđź đšđźđ đšđ đđĄđąđŹ đđČ đŹđĄđđđ« đđźđ«đČ đđ„đšđ§đ. đ đ°đšđ§'đ đđš đđĄđđ, đđĄđšđźđ đĄ. đ'đ„đ„ đŁđźđŹđ đ§đđŻđđ« đ„đđđŻđ đČđšđźđ« đŹđąđđ, đšđ€đđČ? đđš đŠđđđđđ« đĄđšđ° đ„đšđ§đ đ đĄđđŻđ đđš đ°đđąđ. đ đ„đšđŻđ đČđšđź, đđ§đ đđ„." (đđźđ«đąđđ„ @ đ
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      â â° â âââ a legacy post for @batteredoptimist dated 28 July 2022.
     đđ đđđđđ đđđ đđđđ đđđ đđ'đ đđ đđđđđ đđ đđđ đđđđđđ đđđđ đđ đđđđđ, and the lights snap on mechanically, one by one until every seat is illuminated. In the very back, sprawled lazily across the seat is the man he loves. Spotlight, on. Francis tries to run for him, but finds that he cannot move, can only dance atop his stage, upon his music box.  Beneath, where is usually an orchestra, is a hand, twisting the gear as he begins to spin again and again.
  He knows this hand that is laden in rings. Rings that have left bruises. That have left their mark. And suddenly heâs tugging at his legs, and he cannot move...cannot...move. The more Zane winds him up, the faster he spins, and Muriel becomes a blur. He recognizes the song that begins to play, as heâs forced into position after position, moving and stumbling â he would be brought to his knees if he were able to kneel at all. Zaneâs voice echoes, drowns out Murielâs.
 âQuand il me prend dans ses bras, il me parle tout bas, je vois la vie en rose. Il me dit des mots d'a mour, des mots de tous les jours, et ca m'fait quel-que chose. Il est entrĂ© dans mon coeur, une part de bonheur. Dont je connais la cause. C'est lui par moi, moi par lui, dans la vie. Il me l'a dit..."
  The words are purposefully mispronounced, off-tempo, utterly wrong â which makes this entirely too realistic. âMuriel!â he shouts, and his voice, too, bounces back to him, and Zane mocks him, laughing. Where is he? Surely this is a nightmare? Surely...
  He pinches himself once, twice, doesnât wake up.
  Every other word comes through, like a bad connection. Heâs in the hospital. Why is he in the hospital? Why is Muriel talking to him like he should be awake?
  Tears streak down his face and heâs getting dizzy now, and the musicâs slowing and Zaneâs laughing. âMuriel, I love you â Muriel, donât let me die here...we have so much life left to live...we have...â music creeps slower and slower, and Francisâ joints stiffen, âso...much...â
  The seat is empty, and Zaneâs hand waves at him. âLeft.â
  The music stops, and all is dark again.
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đŽđđ â francis devereaux.#⥠đŒđđđžđŽđ» & đ”đđ°đœđČđžđ ‷ and in the bad times i hear your voice.#hospitalization cw#implied abuse cw#coma cw#injury cw
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god was never on your side.
#â [ đđĄđš đđ«đ đČđšđź? ] â face#â [ đđš đđđ„đ„ đČđšđźđ« đđđ„đđŹ đđ§đ đđđđ„đđŹ ] â diary#///#f#noah sebastian#bad omens#badomenscult#*
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if he's there, i've got a message for the man that's up above fuck you
#â [ đđĄđš đđ«đ đČđšđź? ] â face#f#///#noah sebastian#bad omens#bad omens cult#*#â [ đđš đđđ„đ„ đČđšđźđ« đđđ„đđŹ đđ§đ đđđđ„đđŹ ] â diary
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The price is pain to make this right and I could buy a thousand lives so you can try to kill me but I canât fucking die.
#â [ đđĄđš đđ«đ đČđšđź? ] â - my face#f#---X---#noah sebastian#bad omens#bad omens cult#concrete jungle mv#bad omens band#*
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"One day at a time is what we've got. It's what everybody's got, if you get down to it."
#â [ đđĄđš đđ«đ đČđšđź? ] â my face#âxâ#noah sebastian#bad omens#bad omens cult#*#f#offline queue
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from the garden of eden, here to destroy you
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"cyrus" polaroid (#001)
#â [ đđĄđš đđ«đ đČđšđź? ] â - my face#f#â [ đđš đđđ„đ„ đČđšđźđ« đđđ„đđŹ đđ§đ đđđđ„đđŹ ] â diary#polaroid#*#offline queue
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i wanted to dress a blade up in red with both of our necks, but i wasn't able. and i wasn't stable, i guess...
#â [ đđĄđš đđ«đ đČđšđź? ] â - my face#â [ đ đ«đđ đąđ§ đ đŠđđłđ ] â - dark reality#offline queue#*
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I'm afraid I'll go to heaven That's why I'm hoping that I'm right My biggest fear ain't no red Devil It's being near you people all the time I'll be fine as long as you go somewhere else
#â [ đ đ«đđ đąđ§ đ đŠđđłđ ] â - dark reality#â [ đ đŠđąđ„đ„đąđšđ§ đ°đšđ«đđŹ đ đŹđđđšđ§đ ] â - story#â [ đđĄđš đđ«đ đČđšđź? ] â - my face#gif credit: hedonists on tumblr#post
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I made another mistake , thought I could change , thought I could make it out.
I've said the Lord's Prayer a thousand times. Over and over I pray to you , Father God , and you ignore me. I don't know for how much longer I am able to hold on. These walls... they are talking to me. I do not know where their mouths are , I do not know where their ears are that they can hear me talk back and respond , ridicule me , make fun of my misery. I used to think I was afraid of no one , but I think I know better now. I am afraid of you , God. The only thing I was ever afraid of was seeing you clearly and without disguise. I see you now. I am tired of screaming until my throat is sore , digging my nails into the wood of these walls and trying to tear down the planks. But they are not coming off. You have prepared this prison well for me. Alone in the house this haunted house. It is not haunted because of the ghosts inside of it , but because I am here. With all my hatred , and spite , and anger. My breath is poison , my spit is venom. One day you will have to face me again , Father God. It will be the last thing you do.
#â [ đđĄđš đđ«đ đČđšđź? ] â - face#â [ đ đŠđąđ„đ„đąđšđ§ đ°đšđ«đđŹ đ đŹđđđšđ§đ ] â - story#â [ đđš đđđ„đ„ đČđšđźđ« đđđ„đđŹ đđ§đ đđđđ„đđŹ ] â - diary
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