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landorris · 9 months ago

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yes, and? | carlos sainz x fem! leclerc reader

part four to this

fc; sophia birlem

warnings; english is not my first language, 10 years of age gap (20 to 29/30)

taglist; @thef1diary @bigsimperika @shobaes @d3kstar @stinkyjax @the-untamed-soul @bibissparkles @judespoision

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yourusername

liked by danielricciardo, thedude and others

yourusername: played (and won) against a random dude

user1: party animal

user2: i wanna be like her

danielricciardo: going out without me i see

yourusername: next week danny

thedude: you were pretty wild last night, if you ever want a rematch just hit me up

user3: oh she’s living the life

charles_leclerc: stop going out

pascale.leclerc.355: let your sister live!

yourusername: you tell him maman!

your phone

yourusername

liked by danielricciardo,carlossainz55 and others

yourusername: red for ferrari podium in monza❤️

user1: okay mysterious man again

danielricciardo: oh i think i got it

user2: at this point just say it’s carlos

user3: supportive sister

user4: carlos liking again

carlossainz55

liked by danielricciardo, landonorris and others

carlossainz55: had the best view in monaco, and it wasn’t from p2

user1: yeah they definitely got back together

user2: PARENTS

landonorris: congrats muppet❤️

carlossainz55: gracías lando🧡

user3: THE HEART COLORS OH THEY’RE SO DEAR TO ME

user4: carlos sainz leading the championship 🕯️

yourusername

liked by landonorris, carlossainz55 and others

yourusername: felt cold during night in canada

user1: okay she has to come to spain

user2: carlos in the likes

carlossainz55: i could tell

yourusername: 🤓

user3: OMG CARLOS COMMENTED

user4: THEY’VE BEEN SOFT LUNCHING FOR MONTHS

your phone

yourusername

liked by carlossainz55, lorenzotl and others

yourusername: told this little (not so little) guy i would hard lunch him if he won his home race so congrats ig (first pic his him looking at my feed waiting for it) te quiero mí amor ❤️‍🔥

carlossainz55: it was worth the wait

carlossainz55: te quiero mucho más

user1: we knew it

danielricciardo: i kept this secret for like two weeks and i was dying

landonorris: same here mate

charles_leclerc: you told DANIEL and not me???? I’M YOUR BROTHER

yourusername: i told lorenzo

charles_leclerc: LORENZO KNEW?

lorenzotl: ofc i knew

carlossainz55

liked by yourusername, arthur_leclerc and others

carlossainz55: just the bad bitch i pulled from being spanish 🌶️ je t'aime mon petit❤️‍🔥

yourusername: not the pics choice

yourusername: charles is going to freak out

yourusername: je t’aime carlitos❤️❤️

user1: WOW

user2: the difference between the posts is sending me😭😭

user3: is charles alive?

charles_leclerc: WTF IS THIS MATE

charles_leclerc: DELETE THIS SHE’S A CHILD

carlossainz55: belive me, she’s not

charles_leclerc: you’re dead

arthur_leclerc: this is my sister 😐

lorenzotl: don’t fuck up again carlos

carlossainz55: i won’t🫡

user4: her relationship with arthur is so dear to me

user5: i love how we all ignored that he won

#formula 1 #f1 #moodboard #cars #grand prix #aesthetic #ferrari #red #carlos sainz #carlos sainz smau #carlos sainz x reader #sainz #f1 smau #f1 x you #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fic #f1 fanfic

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lizard-on-a-window-pane · 8 months ago

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candlelight 🕯️

hii it’s me again! congratulations on 1k!! i’ve thinking about this recently (a lot) because im seriously in my miguel ohara kick🥰

but can you do shy & nerdy reader with popular miguel who are dating?? he adores making her flustered and how shy she is.

he makes her ask for his help because he knows how badly she needs him? because she’s just so stressed out about school and stuff? as always if you’re not comfortable writing totally ignore this! this is my first time requesting smut so i don’t know if it’s silly or not! but if you write it i know you’ll do good by it bc ur such an amazing writer😌

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hiiii, thank you so much!! and thank you for requesting! ahhh, i'm so thrilled you asked for miguel; i was dying to write him and probably will more, especially if people want; i hope you like it! i hope i got enough of the request in here

pairing: Miguel O'Hara x reader word count: 2.2k notes: modern au, established relationship, fluff, smut (i'm going to keep with marking where it gets smutty, though, bc it's like a full fluff fic before any smut, for those who only want the fluff; MDNI!) part of my 1k celebration!

for anyone who doesn’t speak spanish, i don't want translations to be annoying in the middle or for you to have to scroll to the end, so thought putting them here was best: mi amor / amor mío: my love / literally something like love of mine but works more like emphasis cariño: term of endearment kind of like dear, literally affection mami: another term of endearment, more often cheeky or sexier descansa: rest dime: tell me que maravilla: a joke from the movie, literally what a marvel / wonder, kind of like how wonderful or even just amazing hope i didn't miss any others

The phone buzzing beside you startles you almost completely out of your chair. Coffee makes you jumpy. An entire pot in one night makes you… suspect what you’d be like on cocaine. You’d thought you’d put it on silent. No phone till at least one paper is done, you’d told yourself. Finals had you reeling, and you were desperate to make some progress. When you grab your phone, you see a text from Miguel:

You take your headphones off, and sure enough, a moment later hear a knock at the door. You open it to a Miguel in loose sweatpants and hoodie, dark hair messy, gym bag slung over one shoulder. Even these clothes could do nothing to hide the impressive broadness of his shoulders.

“Hey, baby,” he says through a bright smile. He kisses your cheek and steps into the apartment. “I know you were trying to focus, but I was getting worried.” “Sorry, I had my headphones on; the neighbors were being too loud again, and I really needed to focus.” “No, not the waiting at your door, mi amor. I’m talking about all of… this,” he gestures wildly around the apartment then his gaze lands on you. “Those dishes were there when I was here days ago, and even though I’m pretty sure adding anything to that tower would topple it, you haven’t. When’s the last time you ate?” “I ha—“ you begin to retort, but he cuts you off. “And I mean real food.” You start again but just give up and shrug. “And you.” He steps close to you and frames your face with his hands. You lean into his touch as he caresses your face. “Baby, you know I think you’re the most beautiful woman in the world, right?” You blush and look down immediately.

It used to be worse, before you got together. When you were confused about his even noticing you, and instead he’d flirted with you. Even now that he was your boyfriend, it took very little from him to fluster you.

He can’t help but chuckle at your reaction. He always does.

“Don’t you? My gorgeous,” he kisses one warm cheek, “gorgeous,” he kisses the other, “girl,” he gives your nose a concluding peck.

You nod shyly. “C’mon, cariño. Tell me,” he encourages, his tone still teasing but ever adoring. “I want to hear it." “I know you think I’m pretty,” you whisper. “Pretty? No, amor mío, I think flowers and bright colors are pretty; the ocean or a view of the mountains, too. But you, you are beauty personified.” “Miguel, stop,” you whisper through the smile you can’t help, hiding your face in his chest. He laughs lightly. His hand comes to your hair and scratches lovingly.

“I just wanted to make sure you knew that.” He gives your forehead a kiss. “Before I told you you look terrible, baby.” He starts laughing loudly and holds you closer into his hug when you smack his chest and try to pull away.

“That’s so mean!” gets muffled into his sweatshirt. “It’s not mean; it’s true. You’re still beautiful, but you need a break.” “I can’t, Miguel. I’m drowning in work still, and you know being sick last week really got me behind, and it feels like no matter how long I sit there, I’m no closer to finishing anything, and you’re right my apartment is falling apart, but every time I do something else I feel guilty for stalling on work, and, and —“

Before you can find another overwhelming thing to list, Miguel is hushing you and stroking your back in his warm embrace.

“Breathe, baby, breathe.” He sways you lightly then pulls back a bit to look into your eyes. His hands are caressing your face again, and his fingers brush lightly under your eyes, where you know there are dark circles, as he whispers, “You haven’t slept.” He sounds sad rather than accusatory.

“Okay,” he starts softly. “Look, I know how much you have on your plate, and I’m not telling you you’re wrong to be stressed. I get it. But you can’t get it done like this, running on fumes and caffeine. How about this? I’m going to help you relax tonight, you’re going to forget about everything you have to do, you’re going to sleep well, and then tomorrow morning you’ll get back to it all.” “I’m fine, really. You don’t need to worry about me. And I’ll rest after finals.” Just then a car horn blares near your window, making you jump cartoonishly. “Yeah, you seem totally fine,” Miguel deadpans teasingly. “There’s nothing wrong with taking some time, Y/N… And accepting a little a help, okay?”

You nod lightly. “Great,” he gives you a quick peck and moves toward your kitchen, hunting around your barren fridge and cabinets. “Here’s the game plan then. You are going to put on your favorite playlist then go take a warm shower for as long as you like. Your kitchen is as empty as your stomach, so I am going to run down the street to pick up some empanadas then I’ll work on cleaning up this war zone a little bit when I get back.”

“You don’t have to clean.” “Stop fighting me,” he tsks. “Besides you know I don’t mind cleaning. I’m glad I’m not hearing complaints about the food at least,” he laughs. “I love empanadas,” you whisper defeatedly. He cackles. “Who doesn’t?” He kisses you as he moves past you toward the door. “Be back soon. No working! I expect you in the shower when I get back.” You quirk an eyebrow teasingly at him. You were still too shy to say anything teasing, but he’d been working you out of your shell during your time together. And you’d be lying if you said you didn’t really like that aspect of being with Miguel.

His eyebrows mimic yours, and he chuckles lowly. “Don’t give me that look, mami, or you’re not getting me out the door, and you’ll miss out on the empanadas.”

You pull the neck of your shirt up to cover your face, making him laugh. You hear him bound back over to you from the door. He pulls your shirt back down, gives you a short but intense kiss, then heads out.

Miguel is back before you know it. You are in fact in the shower when you hear him return. You’re already rinsing, but you linger a little longer, enjoying the feeling of the warm water easing the stresses off your tense body.

When you leave your room to join him again, you’re immediately hit with the delicious smell of food. You see it resting on the counter and find Miguel washing your dishes.

You come up behind him, wrapping your arms around his firm torso, resting your head on his back. “Hola, cariño,” he coos. “I’m almost done.” You nod into him, humming.

When he finishes up, he turns in your arms, bringing his own large ones around you. He leans down and kisses you softly. “Hungry?”

You nod enthusiastically, and he chuckles.

You opt to eat on the sofa, getting comfy. Miguel does most of the talking. Between how tired and how hungry you are, you don’t have the energy or available mouth to talk much. He doesn’t seem to mind, happy to regale you with his silly stories.

When you finish, Miguel cleans up, holding you down and giving you a faux menacing look when you try to get up to help.

When he comes back, he settles much closer to you than he had been before. You relish his warmth, physical and emotional, and lean into him.

“Turn around,” he whispers.

“Hm?” “Like this.” He adjusts your body so you’re facing away from him and starts massaging your shoulders. You hadn’t realized just how tense you were until the amazing feeling of its being relieved somewhat.

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“Miguel,” you exhale approvingly, earning a chuckle.

“I like it when you say my name like that.” He leans in and whispers into your ear, his breath tickling the back of your neck deliciously, “Reminds me of other times you end up whining my name.”

It’s shocking how quickly he works you up. You turn to look at him, and when you do, his expression shifts from teasing to intrigued.

“Oh?” he asks. He smirks. “I know that look.” He leans in and kisses your neck sloppily, and you whimper. You’re embarrassed at the sound, but he seems to like it. You feel him smile against the skin under your jaw. “I’m more than happy to give you what you want, but I need to know what that is to give it to you.” His voice is much lower but just as mischievous.

“Miguel,” you complain. “Dime, mi amor.”

“I —“ Any other words get caught in your throat. Your throat he’s busy sucking on.

“Please, baby. C’mon, I know you can. Tell me what you want.” He runs his teeth along your neck like he knows you like. You often joke he feels like he has fangs when he does. “I want you,” you tell him.

“Yeah?” “Mhm…”

“I’m yours, mami. How do you want me?”

“I want you to make me feel good.” “Oh, I’ll make you feel good. I’ll make you feel so, so good.” He punctuates his words with kisses, working his way up your neck, your jaw, your mouth. “Tell me how,” he whispers, and you feel his lips grazing yours with each word.

You want to relax, and you know exactly what relaxes you the most. “I want you to eat me out.”

His eyebrows jump in surprise. Such directness was unlike you. Your exhaustion was probably weakening your filter, and the way he was already making you feel certainly wasn’t helping it. You almost get shy about it, but when you see just how dark his eyes have gotten, see his Adam’s apple bob and his bottom lip come between his teeth, you keep yourself from shrinking away. He nods slowly, staring deeply into your eyes, then kisses you hard. “Get naked,” he says gruffly.

Already starting to do as he says, you weakly whisper, “You too?” He chuckles lightly but obliges quickly.

You don’t think you’ll ever get used to seeing him like this. He’s so beautiful. His broad chest and toned abs; his caramel skin and dark hair.

You look back at his face and find he’s noticed you staring at his body. He’s so confident, you think he’s going to tease you about it. Instead, with an adoring smile, he tells you, “That’s how I feel when I see you, too.” You lean up and kiss him, pouring all the emotions you can’t articulate in words into it.

Without disconnecting your lips, his body guides yours back down until you’re completely prone. He keeps kissing you until you’re breathless, lovingly attends to your neck and down your chest. He lingers there, his tongue making you arch your back, pushing your body up into the sensations he’s delivering. He sucks harder at your visceral reaction then hotly finishes his path down, his face now aligned between your thighs.

He looks at you intently and whispers, “Que maravilla.”

He looks up at you, eyes black storms you lose yourself in as his mouth connects with your body.

From your delightful vantage point, you watch his muscular shoulders contort as he moves to pleasure you. He looks like he’s thoroughly enjoying it, and seeing him so into it gives you confidence. You start subtly moving your hips in rhythm with his motions. His hands tighten where they hold your thighs, and, mortified, you interpret this as his telling you to stay still, so you do.

Then Miguel shakes his head hard — the vibrations of which shoot shocking pleasure into you — and he pants, “Keep doing that. Show me how you want it.” His strong grip pushes and pulls you in a movement close to what you were just doing. You take over and move faster. He’s nodding now, and the shake of it has your thighs shaking on either side of his head.

You’re making loud whimpering sounds when you yell, “Mi — ahh — Migueeell.” He doubles his efforts, picking up his pace and pressing hard against you. You come on his face, and he looks feral as he eats you through it. When you’re done, he licks up your entire slit before shuffling his body back over yours. You’re chest to chest, and his hand comes up to stroke your head. “Good?”

Your cheeks warm, and you nod shyly. He giggles and gives you a peck. “You’re adorable, mi amor.”

Your legs feel delightfully like jelly as you move them, wrapping them around his waist. He hums approvingly and gives one thigh a tight squeeze, pulling it impossibly closer to his body. He begins stroking it as he kisses you lazily. Your hands entwine in his thick hair, stroke his strong back, hold him close.

When he shifts his weight slightly on top of you, you notice his hardness against your body.

“You want me to…” you whisper, thrusting your hips up into his in place of words.

“Uh-uh, maybe in a little bit, baby, but for right now, I just want you to relax.”

He continues kisses you languidly, enveloping you in his body heat, and as you close your eyes and melt into the sensations, you’re sure you’re going to have no trouble sleeping soundly tonight.

#miguel ohara #miguel ohara x reader #miguel ohara x you #miguel ohara oneshot #miguel ohara imagine #miguel ohara fluff #miguel ohara smut #miguel ohara fanfiction #across the spiderverse #1k celebration #ria1k

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somos-deseos · 1 month ago

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🪞 Nota para decirte adiós.

Dicen que el último acto del amor es dejar ir y con amor te libero, tus

acciones y palabras me han herido profundamente, sigo sufriendo y sigues

hablando negativamente sobre mi nombre, supongo que tu ego herido se

siente mejor al derribar a alguien que amas y ahí es donde somos muy

diferentes, yo nunca podría ser la razón detrás de un corazón roto.

— Seguen Oríah🕯️.

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jmkoostz · 1 year ago

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꒰ 🕯️ ꒱

𝑚eu amor por vc e do

𝑡amanho do universo . ★

꒰ 🖐🏻 ꒱

͏͏ 𝑣ocê virou a razão do meu

𝑣iver , minha motivação diária .†

꒰ ⭐ ꒱

͏͏ 𝑎té de longe vc me faz bem.

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boba-hijueputa · 3 months ago

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Que ganas de tener una cita por amor y amistad, en la que solo tenga que ponerme bonita 🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

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saintkaylaa · 4 months ago

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📻 ANNOUNCEMENT 📻

Today is the LAST day to get in your requests! I’m taking off August & September (and some of November) to catch up on requests and possibly prep for Kinktober👻

Now, this doesn’t mean that I won’t be posting smaus, it just means that I won’t be doing any requests that come in from now until the start of November! Unless they’re too good to pass up or I get a bunch of the same requests!

Thank y’all for your tremendous support, love, patience, and most of all engagement! Y’all inspire and move me to continue creating in a community that, although a bit niche, is one of the best communities I’ve been apart of! If I could kiss every one of you hot on the mouth I would!! From the top and bottom and all corners of my heart, I love you!! 🤍

Gracias a todos por su tremendo apoyo, amor, paciencia y, sobre todo, compromiso! Ustedes me inspiran y me mueven a seguir creando en una comunidad que, aunque un poco especializada, es una de las mejores comunidades de las que he formado parte! Si pudiera besar a cada uno de ustedes en la boca, lo haría!! Desde arriba y desde abajo y desde todos los rincones de mi corazón, te amo 🤍

If you read all the way through comment with your fave emojis to use in the fall!! Mine are: 🤍🕯️🍁🧺 🎃👻

#saintkaylaa announcements 📻#smau #jjk smau #jujutsu kaisen smau #aot smau #attack on titan smau #snk smau #csm smau #kny smau #demon slayer smau #ds smau #chainsaw man smau

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elvthron · 3 months ago

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• 🥀 🕯️🩸•

“Urania, celebrata in molti inni, Afrodite che ami il sorriso, nata dal mare, dea genitrice, che ami vegliare tutta la notte, augusta, che unisci di notte, tessitrice di inganni, madre di Necessità: tutto infatti proviene da te, hai aggiogato l'universo e domini le tre parti, tutto generi, ciò che è in cielo e sulla terra dai molti frutti e nell'abisso del mare, augusta compagna di Bacco, che ti rallegri nelle feste, madre degli amori che prepari i matrimoni, Persuasioni, che ami il letto, nascosta, datrice di grazia, visibile, invisibile, dalle amabili trecce, di padre illustre, nuziale, commensale, degli dei tieni lo scettro, lupa,datrice di prole, ami gli uomini, desideratissima, datrice di vita, che hai aggiogato i mortali con costrizioni senza briglie e le numerose specie di animali con incantesimi che suscitano folle amore: vieni, divino germoglio nato a Cipro, sia che sull'Olimpo tu sia regina, gioendo nel bel volto, sia che ti prenda cura della dimora della Siria produttrice d'incenso, sia che nei prati con i carri fatti d'oro occupi i lavacri fecondi del sacro Egitto, o che col cocchio tirato da cigni sull'onda del mare andando ti rallegri delle danze circolari dei cetacei, o ti diletti delle Ninfe dagli occhi scuri nella terra divina, sui lidi sabbiosi della riva con salto leggero; sia che a Cipro tua nutrice, o sovrana, dove sia le belle fanciulle vergini sia le spose per tutto l'annoinneggiano a te, beata, e al santo Adonis immortale. Vieni, dea beata, con aspetto molto amabile: perché con animo pio ti invoco con sante parole.”

- Orphic Hymn #55, to Aphrodite translated in Italian.

And if you were wondering: no, I’m not sharing what’s going on in this spell as it’s too personal, but I loved how the altar was looking like 🩶

#witch #witchcraft #pagan #traditional witchcraft #witchblr #witches of tumblr #italian witchcraft #Aphrodite #greek mythology #Venus #Venusian spell #tradcraft #altar #spell

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ianitos · 1 year ago

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love is love is love is love

#amor 🕯️#devotion :: 📿#aesthetics :: 🎨#queer #lgbtq #lover don't leave me #sapphic #achilean #pagan #paganblr #pagan community #paganism #roman pagan #pagans of tumblr #spiritual #religion #polytheism #deity worship

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nayypretty · 2 months ago

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oración

"Con gratitud en mi corazón, agradezco por todas las bendiciones que la vida me ha otorgado. Confío en que el universo me guía hacia la abundancia, y que todos mis deseos más profundos se cumplen en el momento perfecto, trayendo paz, amor y prosperidad a mi vida y a la de quienes me rodean"

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juantinarchive · 5 months ago

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🩶🤍

#juanjo bona #martin urrutia #granada #operacion triunfo #ot 2023 #girOT #mis disfrutones perfectos 🤧#por favor son súper adorables #Martin con el ramalazo de amor y Juanjo todo cute y precioso #los quiero tanto 🥺#manifestando que la gala no gala nos de el momento bailongo en 4k 🕯️🛐🕯️

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cyberdenizen · 2 months ago

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Final Note: My blog is best experienced through a web-browser/on desktop. The mobile app is sorely lacking in functionality still to this day...

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