#hola my love 🥰

[lucasjenkins]

[ 💸 ] santhiago ayuda/regaña a lucas por regatear algo en un puesto del mercado. @wchles

“ayúdame con esto, como le decía a este amable señor, creo que pide demasiado dinero por esta estantería.” señala el mueble en cuestión, convencido de su argumento. “entiendo que es madera rústica, pero es usado y claramente no está en perfectas condiciones.”

[adrienneleclerc]

Do you think you can do a Carlos sainz jr imagine

Well YN is MMA fighter and I don't know they meet at one of her fights or at the gym however you want to put it I guess so yeah and I was the one who requested the Lewis Hamilton photographer one and I really liked that imagine in this very good so thank you very much xoxo 🇲🇽🫶🥰😘

Let’s see what I can do and I’m so glad you liked how the Lewis Hamilton imagine came out! I was a little worried there for a second

Love At First Fight

Pairing: Carlos Sainz Jr. x MMA fighter! Reader

Summary: Carlos meets Y/N at the gym and end up sparring together

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: I have the idea in my mind, I can see it happening, can I put it into words? Let’s see. Also, sorry if it’s too short but I think it turned out cute for the prompt. Anyway, MY FIRST CARLOS SAINZ IMAGINE

Now that is is summer break and Carlos has announced he was going to Williams, he decided to go boxing with his trainer at the gym.

“Hola Carlos, ready to begin your session?” His trainer, Emilio asked.

“Of course, let’s get started, cabrón.” Carlos said. Him and Emiliowere doing some basic punching combos, Carlos was practicing his footwork, when he saw a woman walk in and immediately started using a punching bag. Since carlos was distracted, Emilio hit him upside the head.

“Focus, man, i thought you wanted to box today.” Emilio said.

“I do but who is that?” Carlos asked.

“You’re kidding.” The trainer said looking at the woman and back at Carlos. “I think it’s better if you stick to dating models.”

“Her name, cabrón.” Carlos said,

“Her name is Y/N L/N, she is an MMA fighter, she’s the UFC Featherweight champion for 2023.” Emilio said.

“You think I can spar with her?” Carlos asked.

“Ha! I’d like to see you try. L/N!” Emilio shouted, Y/N turned around.

“Gutiérrez, you know better than to shift my name in a public gym, what’s up.” Y/N said, walking towards the two men, taking off her gloves.

“My client here wants to spar with you.” Emilio said.

“Carlos Sainz, nice to meet you.” Carlos said, extending his hand, Y/N shook his hand.

“Think you can go toe to toe with me, pretty boy?” Y/N asked, stepping closer to Carlos so their noses were almost touching.

“Why not? I’ll give you the first shot.” Carlos said, Y/N stepped back, releasing his hand.

“Haha, okay, You’re confident, let’s see how confident you are in the ring.” Y/N said, walking toward the boxing ring they had further into the gym. Carlos was in shock but Emilio pushed him to start walking, Y/N was already inside the ring.

“Alright, I got these two helmets because Y/N would probably kill you since you suck at blocking.” Emilio told Carlos and Y/N snickered. “Y/N blue, you red.” They put on their helmets and Y/N put in her mouth guard. Emilio helped Y/N and Carlos lace up their gloves. “Great, touch gloves, and spar.

Carlos severely underestimated how it would be like to spar Y/N. You know how people feel pretty stupid one they find out Formula 1 is a serious sport and that driving a kart at 300 kilometers an hour isn’t easy? Carlos is feeling really stupid for wanting to spar with a UFC featherweight champion when he only boxes every other week (probably). Y/N was obviously winning, at one point, Y/N was straddling Carlos and had his wrists pinned to the mat until Emilio called time. Carlos winked at Y/N before she got off him and helped him up.

“Gotta hand it to you, pretty boy, you did pretty well for an F1 driver.” Y/N said.

“You know who I am?” Carlos asked.

“Well i obviously had to google you after meeting you since you’re Emilio’s client.” Y/N said,

“Well since I already had you on top of me..” Carlos started and Y/N laughed “..do you want to get lunch right now? I’ll pay.”

“That sounds great, I’ll shower and change so we can go.��� Y/N said,

The End

Hope y’all liked it!

[look-at-the-soul]

Hola, Mar! ❤️❤️.

I'm here to sending you a request. Tommy telling his kids (it can be both of them, or just Charlie or just Ruby) a story about his mother. We know he didn't have good memories about her especially because what happened, but maybe, he remembered something maybe a bedtime story (or a recipe, music, etc) and he tells them about her. The kids didn't know her, but after that moment maybe they can imagine how their grandma was ❤️.

My dear Flor @justrainandcoffee thank you so much for sending this request!!!! I knew I had to make it extra special since it’s part of my Grandma’s series 👵🏻♥️✨ so I didn’t want to rush it. This made me go back in time to our endless sleepovers, it made me think of her. I hope you enjoy this 💕

Special thanks to @blondie-22 for creating the BEAUTIFUL moodboard, like always you capture the exact essence of the story 🥰

Edit: A/N part of this story is inspired by a song called Toy Soldier by Martika

Word count 1,172

Toy Soldier

The bedroom door cracked louder than Tommy expected, he cursed himself internally because it was late and the house was quiet, the last thing he needed was to wake up his wife.

But she was already up and leaned against the window, the shadow of her frame only visible under the moonlight. Frowning, he stopped taking off his suit jacket midway when he noticed something was under the blankets of his bed.

“Why are you up?” He whispered.

“Charlie’s having trouble with bedtime.” She replied back. “He thinks there’s a monster under his bed.” She then added but also gave him a warning look so he better wouldn’t laugh it off.

“There’s no such thing.”

“They wanted to sleep here for reassurance.” Y/N placed her hands on his chest to lean in for a quick kiss. “He was so scared last night.”

“Daddy?” Ruby’s small voice broke the silence of the room.

Charlie stirred and his eyes fluttered open.

“Go back to sleep.” Tommy urged them.

“There’s a monster under my bed, I heard noises.” Charlie assured him.

Sitting next to his son, Tommy caressed his blonde hair in a loving way.

“I can assure you there’s no monster under your bed, son.” Tommy explained in a calmed tone.

“But I heard…”

Tommy shook his head gently, knowing it was a good time to share a fond memory that suddenly hit him hard. After being pushed back to the farthest place of his mind for years…

“You’ve nothing to worry about,” Tommy assured his boy, then turning to face Y/N he invited her over the bed, “you want to hear what really is?”

“I do Daddy.” Ruby replied while Charlie nodded.

“It’s the toy soldier.” Tommy assured his kids. Then clearing his throat he continued. “All toys come up to life around three in the morning, when the house is quiet and you and your sister are sleeping, they start playing by themselves. But when you wake up, they stop because you must not see them.”

His voice and the fabulous tale he was narrating had both his children and Y/N captivated.

“But how do you know?” Charlie asked trying to understand.

Tommy raised his eyebrows, taking his time to explain it properly.

“Well, that’s ‘cause when I was about your age, I heard noises in my room too.”

Y/N noticed the emotions shining in his eyes and his voice.

“And you had toys like mine?” Charlie asked but Tommy shook his head.

“No, I had a horse made of wood, uncle Charlie made it for me.”

Ruby was in awe. “Like a real horse?”

“Yes but a small one, I carried it everywhere.” He relaxed against the pillows, Y/N knew his childhood wasn’t easy, he was forced to mature earlier than other kids.

“So one night I was terrified and went to sleep with my Mum and she told me it was my toys playing.”

“And she told you how did she know?”

“No, she didn’t.”

And both kids went on to ask a million more questions about their grandma, a loving figure they never got the chance to meet. To Tommy this meant much more than he could put into words, he went on to describe her features, mannerisms and and few secrets, so his kids could feel her close to them in some way.

He didn’t know, but through them and their curiosity, he was healing a part of his broken heart by remembering the good moments, her legacy.

Y/N could see the way their imagination was running wild trying to put a face for such mysterious woman, trying to think of what was like to be on road forever stuck in a caravan as they said, asking how she could ride bareback a horse without falling.

Tommy rarely talked about his mother, it had always been something that was buried deep inside his heart, a very sensitive topic, Y/N knew how much it had hurt him to lose her at such young age. Not having her when he needed her the most definitely left a permanent scar in his heart. Y/N wondered how different would Tommy be under another circumstances.

And by the way he described his mother, Y/N realized he looked so much like her instead of his father, which given the circumstances, was a blessing. Although, thanks to Polly who took the role as a mother figure for the Shelby siblings, they had managed much better than if Arthur Sr. was in charge.

“Why can’t we play with them?” Asked Ruby with a deep frown.

“Because after playing with you all day, they get to work by playing, the soldier gotta watch out the fort right?” He stared at Charlie. “And your doll has to drink some more tea, ey.”

Then, a gentle smile played on his lips.

“So you gotta go to sleep to let them play, so they can enjoy their own time.”

“That’s why I heard noises.” Charlie seemed to think about it for a second.

“Yeah.” Tommy winked at them.

“But my teddy stays with me all night.” Ruby stated.

“Hmm he’s gotta take care of you.”

“Can we stay here? So they can play?” Charlie’s eyes sparkled.

Y/N nodded feeling touched by the way Tommy managed to help Charlie leave his fears behind. Loving the way his innocent mind was processing everything.

“Of course, now just let’s all squeeze in together.”Tommy proposed. Feeling Y/N’s hand touching his hand, he looked up at her.

Soon both kids were fast asleep. The story about their toys playing and making noises was the explanation they needed to hear, to feel Tommy’s reassurance.

Y/N observed her husband taking off his clothes, hiding the gun in a drawer and coming back to bed. Thinking how of course not everything is as it should be, and the kids would realize of the truth one day…but she was more than happy to enjoy that little moment in their own little bubble while it lasted.

“That was beautiful.”

He nodded in agreement. He rarely allowed himself to have moments like these, but he felt the need to open his heart with his own happy memory with his mother, gone too soon. She had missed a lot of important events in his life that he was determined to try to be there for his children.

And at least, he could honor her memory by sharing some stories like the one where the toys start playing after midnight.

Turning off the lights of their bedside tables, Tommy drifted to sleep right away and saw the image of his mother wrapping her arms around a younger version of himself protectively, answering all the questions he had about how could his horse toy could not move during the day, or how would drink water if the river was so far away… and he saw her in his dreams smiling adoringly at him before kissing the top of his head.

Grandma series

Tommy Master list

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[ottosuricatoblog]

"Nightmare."

Author: hola! I'm starting a new chapter of my life and it's going to keep me a bit busier, but I'll try to keep posting as much as I can. I decided to mix up this 2 requests since I thought they went well together. I really like how this turned out, and I hope you like it too!

Request: Hi! I loved your fics! I looked at the prompt list and honestly so many of them would go perfectly with Sandor. How about 7? The reader soothing Sandor after a nightmare and then continuing with smutt.. That would be quite hot.

Request: Hi! Could I request something with 14 and 19? With Sandor and y/n already married if possible, something fluffy and sweet🥰 There was also one prompt about hand kisses but I forgot which number, so if you could add something about that too that would be lovely!!

Prompts:

7. [character] wakes up breathing heavily from a nightmare, and you soothe them by bringing them to your chest, and whispering sweet things to their ear while your hand caresses their hair.

14. tracing [character]'s features while they sleep, and vice versa.

19. “gods, your lips are so sweet. Please kiss me again?”

80. [character] giving you knuckle, hand, and palm kissing.

WARNINGS: language, night terrors, smut, oral sex (him receiving)

Sandor has always had trouble sleeping, especially since the fire incident. He never slept for longer than 3 or 4 hours. He was more than used to it by now, and now you were too. You are what is called a sleepy head. You used to have trouble sleeping as well, but sleeping next to Sandor changed everything. Now, you could sleep for hours and hours as long as he's with you, holding you somehow. It's one of the many perks of having him as a husband.

Tonight, after a passionate session, you were lying on him, both of you naked. You always drifted off right after sex, and tonight was no different. He loved those moments, just holding you while you were in your most vulnerable.

You turn in your sleep, laying your head on the pillow instead. He then turns into his side, holding his head up with his left arm. He stares at your profile, wondering how he got so lucky. He raises his arm, using his index finger to trace your features. He starts at your forehead, continuing along your nose and down to your lips. Gods, those lips.

He repeats his actions a few times until you shift, turning again to bury your head in his chest. He hugs you into him, kissing your head.

"Goodnight, Y/N." He mumbles into your hair, nodding off soon after that.

You wake up to Sandor shaking and whining beside you. You turn to look at him. He's extremely sweaty, and his face cringes in pain.

"Gregor! No!" He whimpers.

You sit next to him, taking his head between your hands.

"Sandor!" You say, holding his head. "Baby, it's just a dream."

He whimpers again. Noticing what you're doing isn't enough, you move your hands to his shoulders, shaking quickly.

Sandor wakes up abruptly, his defensive instincts on. You take your hands off his shoulders, raising them before you in a redemptive way.

"It's me." You say softly. "You're okay. It was just a nightmare."

His gaze softens when he meets your eyes, his breathing getting back to normal.

"It's okay." You say, bringing his head to your chest and stroking his hair. "You're okay. I'm here."

"I'm sorry." He mumbles.

"Don't be." You whisper. "We don't need to talk about it."

He nods, silently thanking you. He moves a bit, so his head is resting on your lap while you continue stroking his hair.

He takes your hand in his and brings it to his face, giving you knuckle, hand, and palm kisses.

After a few minutes, his breathing is completely back to normal.

"Better?" You ask in a soothing voice.

"Yes." He mumbles, kissing your hand on more time before sitting up.

He moves to sit next to you, and you caress his face, turning to kiss him softly. He hums, kissing you back.

When the kiss breaks, you hear him mumble against your lips. "Gods, your lips are so sweet." He moves his hands to your waist and shifts you so you're straddling his lap. "Please kiss me again?"

You smile, understanding what he wants. Your husband is a dominant man. It's pretty obvious to everyone. Normally, Sandor is also dominant when you two are intimate, and you do love it when he is. Some nights, though, he just needs to feel loved, for which he likes to give up control. Tonight is one of those nights.

Leaning in to kiss him passionately, you move your hands to the nape of his neck. You slightly scrape the skin there as you know he loves, and you feel his groan inside of your mouth.

You kiss all over his face, especially over his burnt-out side. When you reach his earlobe, you gently bite it, whispering. "I'm going to take care of you."

He hums, moving his hands from your hips to your backside.

"Hands off." You say, running your tongue over his bottom lip. "I'm doing all the touching tonight."

The smirk on his face tells you he's enjoying this as much as you are, and he takes his hands off your butt to position them on the bed.

You kiss him again, harder than before. You feel his half hard cock twitch between your bodies. After years together, you know exactly what gets him going.

You kiss his lips one last time before moving to his neck. You know he likes it a bit rough, so you bite all over his skin, sucking afterward.

You hear him groan. He loves to mark you, and he secretly loves to be marked as well. It tells the world he's yours.

"You're so hot." You say, kissing your way down to his groin. You hear him moan.

You avoid touching his now aching hard cock, kissing his belly instead. Your hands move his thighs, softly scratching the hair there.

"Fucking Gods Y/N." He whines. "Do something."

This is teasing you as much as him, and you know this is going to come back to you as payback sooner than later, but you enjoy the sounds he makes when you tease him too much.

"I'm doing something..." You say against his skin, smirking. "What do you want?"

He groans desperately, realizing he's going to have to say it. "Please, dear wife." He says, and you look up with a smug smile. "Take me into that pretty mouth."

Your smile grows wider victoriously. You sit comfortably between his legs, and you grab his cock and suck his head slowly. He lets out a moan he reserves for these nights, when your teasing frustrates him.

"See." You say, stroking his cock slowly. "You just had to ask."

You don't give him time to answer as you take him into your mouth again, sucking with gusto. His groans are music to your ears.

"Oh fuck, love." He moans. "Suck that cock."

You bob your head repeatedly, taking as much as you can of his cock. You see his hand moving to your head, but he remembers your command and places it in back on the bed, clenching his fist around the bed sheets. You reward him by moving your hand to stroke the part you're not sucking.

You keep sucking vigorously, enjoying his pleasure as if it was your own.

"You're so fucking good at this." He groans. "So fucking good."

His praising makes you smile, and you take a second to take a breath and look up at him. His lustful eyes meet yours.

"Do you want me to stay here?" You say, pecking his head, to which he trembles slightly. "Or do you want me to ride you?"

If you were wet from the teasing, sucking his cock has made you literally dripping.

He licks his lips, exhaling heavily. "Ride me." His voice is darker than usual. "But first I need a kiss."

You smile but move up, straddling his waist again and leaning in to meet his lips. You hum against his mouth as he deliciously sucks your tongue.

"You ready?" He asks, and it almost offends you that he doesn't know how wet sucking him off makes you.

You take his hand, leading it to your pussy.

He moans at the touch. "Fuck, baby. You're soaking."

You kiss him again. "You can touch me now." You say, biting his bottom lip.

He hums, moving his hands to their spot on your hips as you move up, taking his cock in your hand and positioning it at your entrance.

You both let out a moan as you sink into him.

"You feel so good." You moan.

"Ride that cock, darling." He grunts.

You start to move, your hips doing circular motions as they move up and down, which you know he loves. His moans are guttural, needy. Yours are starting to turn into whimpers.

He sits up, kissing you desperately. The new position changes the angle slightly, hitting all the right spots inside you. He moves his thumb to stroke your clit.

"Sandor." You moan against his mouth. "Just like that."

"Gods." He groans. "I'm..."

You already know he's close by the way he's clenching his jaw, so you speed up, humping him.

"Come for me." You moan. "Come in me."

He lets out a loud groan as he starts to come, which triggers your own orgasm. You keep moving to prolong your pleasure. Once you're done, you lay on his chest, exhausted.

His breathing is still getting back to normal when you feel him caressing your back.

"I love you." He says, kissing your hair.

You're almost asleep when he hears you mumble an "I love you too."

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[impactedfates]

hola mijo 💓puedes hacer the tall males as dads? like for example welt, blade, jing yuan, luocha, dan heng i wish i could argenti to this list 🥰 but he not out yet so hottie okay gracias 🐾☝

★ A/N: Hola!! Yes I can :)) We all love a father figure right?

☆ Genre/Trope: Platonic + Familial

★ Format: HeadCannons (Separate)

☆ Warnings: None

★ Extra: Just HCs of the HSR men as dads, you can view yourself as their child or as their lover // I only did the characters that you've stated in the request excluding Argenti // Not proofread

Welt as a dad is a 10/10. He would be so supportive no matter what you'd want to be. He has his own child back in his actual universe after all and takes care of him so well.

He's the type to proudly show those messy drawings his kid makes to his friends and act like his kid is the next Pablo Pacasso even if all they drew was a stick figure.

He also wants you to try new things but he won't force you if you truly don't want too, all in all. Welts such a sweet and supportive dad <33

Blade as a father? Now I wouldn't say he's the worst but he's not the best either. Biological or not, if he was tasked to take care of a kid, he will. He may not understand much about how to be a good father he manages to keep them fed, clothes ect. And with the help of the other Stellaron Hunters they're taken care of well

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Except when it comes to affection. He'll try his best but his job makes it hard for him to really be home and hang out with his kid, not to mention he still has that want to die. He's emotionally unavailable most of the time. He's trying his best but he won't be much good if someone were to want to vent to him (Sorry!)

He can also sound harsh in some of his words and the kid may not get the message he's trying to convey! He may say something he sees as positive but his tone and what not makes it seem harsh.

Overall? 7.5/10 as a father

Jing Yuan I think is also a great father! Though like Blade, his job does make him unavailable most of the time. Especially since he's a General.

BUT, we both know this man would drop anything if his kid were to message/call or anything of the source of they were in trouble. Even if it was to just make a complaint about the babysitter he hired to take care of his kid.

He does everything he should to ensure his kid is loved and taken care of, and sure he may not have as much time as he'd like to spend time with his kid, he tries his best.

As a father, I'd give him a 9.5/10.

I'm unsure what Luochas thoughts on about taking care of kids in all honesty. As a doctor himself, he is aware of the cycle of life but whether or not he wishes to be apart of helping the kid grow up is unknown.

I don't think he'd have any adopted kids or something like that, however if he were to get someone pregnant he wouldn't leave them. He was a factor in how the baby was made and if the other person wishes to give birth to said kid then he'll help.

He's not a distant father per say, maybe strict but he doesn't mean to come out as harsh. He does everything a father should do and encourages his kid to study and all. He's not the most amazing father to have, honestly his kids probably prefer their other parent over him (Unless they left him and he became a single father)

All in all, while he may not be the best father he's not the worst and probably is just your average dad. 8/10

I love Dan Heng so much if you didn't know (I say as if my tumblr theme isn't Dan Heng) and this isn't even a bias but I do think he'd be a good father.

He's so worried he won't be but he really is. He remembers everything his kid likes and dislikes and applies it when he's cooking or buying something in general. He won't force his kid to do anything they don't want and will help them study.

He'd be proud of his kids, even if their grades are bad. To him, as long as they tried that's all he cares about. He may struggle with showing his care towards them, however it's easy to see he's trying.

If I had to choose out of all the male cast who I think would be the best dad? Probably Welt. I mean from what I know he already has the experience with kids and now he's taking care of 3 more (4 if you wanna count Pom Pom)...but also it's funny to call him Grandpa instead-

[kokorose]

Karma is my Boyfriend- CL16 smau

Charles Leclerc x gasly!reader

Summary: when your boyfriend cheats, you find comfort in your brother best friend!

A/n: I had posted this months ago but it was accidentally labeled Mature so here it is.

This has a follow up story called “Lover”. It’s a Lando story

Google translate french

Faceclaim: Ester Exposito

itsYnGasly posted

Liked by charlesleclerc16, PierreGasly, YukiTsunoda, DanielRicciardo, 1,728,215 others

ItsYnGasly: Sorry the old Yn can’t come to the phone right now… why? Oh because she’s dead.

It’s not as if the last 3 months have been full of lies.

Photo creds: Ybffusername

Comments:

Username: 3 months ?!? HE was cheating for 3 months?!?

Username: She’s in her Reputation era!!!

Pierre Gasly: quelle merde (what a piece of shit)

Ybffusename: get his ass you sexy bitch 😈😈

YukiTsunoda: let me hit him with my race car pls

ItsYnGasly: I’m very tempted but sorry Yuki I can’t have my favorite chef go to jail

DanielRicciardo: Get that fucker YN!!

LandoNorris: months?!?! Yn why didn’t I know?!?

Carlossainz55: yeah Yn months?!?

ItsYnGasly: because I barely stopped Pierre when he found out.

Username: Yn’s friendship with the grid is amazing!!

charlesleclerc16: his brain needs to be studied because how could he choose some girl over you?

Username: CHARLES?!?

ItsYnGasly posted to her story / charlesleclerc16 posted to his story

(a/n these are separate posts just mashed together due to media limit)

(ItsYnGasly story) seen by charlesleclerc16, Pierre Gasly, francisca.cgomes, 936,829 others

ItsYNGasly: Hola Cancún

charlesleclerc16: 🥰

(charlesleclerc16 story) seen by ItsYnGasly, Pierre Gasly, ArthurLeclerc, 2,167,700 others

charlesleclerc16: Cancún

ItsYnGasly: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

ItsYnGasly posted

Liked by charlesleclerc16, Pierre Gasly, francisca.cgomes, Ybffusername, 2,672,034 others

ItsYnGasly: so this is what love feels like 🥰

Tagged: mon amour

Comments:

Pierre Gasly: 🤮🤮🤮

ItsYnGasly: 🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻

Ybffusername: not you tagging him “my love”

Username: excuse me Yn who is that man?!??

francisca.cgomes: ughhh you guys are so cute!!!

Username: who is “my love” yn?!

Username: what do you mean “so this is what love feels like”?!?

Username: charles in the likes!

Username: guys did you see Charles post?!? I think the guy is Charles!!!

Username: WhAt?!?

Username: yeah he posted a girl with blonde hair and also a similar picture

charlesleclerc16 posted

Liked by ItsYnGasly, Pierre Gasly, ArthurLeclerc, LorenzoLeclerc, 3,527,627 others

charlesleclerc16: loving you is easy mon ange( my angel)

Tagged: mon ange

Comments:

Pierre Gasly: 😮😮

ArthurLeclerc: is that who I think it is??????

LorenzoLeclerc: If so maman is gonna be happy! It’s not as if she’s been planning your wedding since you were little!

charlesleclerc16: LORENZO!!

LorenzoLeclerc: what?! It’s true!

PierreGasly: 😨

Username: omg not the brothers basically confirming that it is Yn!!!

ItsYnGasly

Liked by charlesleclerc16, Pierre Gasly, francisca.cgomes, Ybffusername, 3,682,627 others

ItsYnGasly: Karma is my boyfriend 🥰🥰

Tagged: charlesleclerc16

Comments:

charlesleclerc16: Je t’aime

Pierre Gasly: heeeeeyyy 😒

francisca.cgomes: YEEEESSSS!!!! Now charles won’t 3rd wheel on our dates anymore!

Pierre Gasly: 😏

Ybffusername: awww… but now I’m the only single one 😾

LandoNorris: Hi

Ybffname: hi

Username: yayyyyy!!!!

Username: ooohhh and she brought the TSwift lyric out!

[pinkslipxox]

Hi,I love your Miko fics sm could u do angst to smut?ty sm💕

Hola, mi amor!!! Aww thank u so much xx Hope you enjoy this one! 🥰😘🙈

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The bed feels incredibly cold and lonely without Miko. It feels wrong not having her arms wrapped around you, her lips gently pressing against your skin, the sound of her voice whispering sweet nothings in your ear in Spanish. Your chest tightens as another quiet sob escapes your lips, clutching Miko’s pillow, wishing that you could take everything you said to her back.

You and Miko had a fight. Of what? You honestly can’t remember. It was probably over something stupid. You both lost your tempers and said some things neither of you meant. Which resulted to sleeping without each other. Only you haven’t slept a wink since you’ve laid down on the bed. All you’ve done is cry. The worst part is that you and Miko are both too proud to swallow your pride and make up.

After a few agonizing minutes, you can’t take it anymore. You kick off the duvet and bed sheets and head to the door. Opening the door, a familiar figure stands in front of the doorway, her sad blue eyes gazing into yours.

You gasp softly. “Miko?”

“Y/N…” Miko whimpers, and your heart breaks at the sound of her voice. She sounds so broken, defeated. She looks like she hasn’t slept, either. “Ya no aguanto más. I love you so fucking much it hurts. Forgive me, please.”

“Only if you forgive me, too,” you sniffle and she immediately nods her head, biting her lower lip.

The moment you’re wrapped in Miko’s arms, you feel as if a huge weight has been lifted from your shoulders. When you both pull away, she kisses your forehead, letting her lips linger there before carrying you bridal style to the bed. Miko’s lips press against yours as you both lay on the bed, gently, touches delicate and soft, as passion gradually starts to build between the two of you. A soft moan escapes your lips as your girlfriend’s lips kiss the exposed skin of your breasts, her hands lightly gripping your hips, your eyes fluttering closed at her gentle assault.

“Te amo, Y/N,” she murmurs against your, her voice barely above a whisper, and your heart flutters.

“Muéstrame,” you half-plea, half-whimper and you feel her smirk.

Clothes are discarded within seconds, every touch, kiss, and moan more desperate and urgent than the last. Your bodies mold into one, limbs draped and tucked over the other, and Miko carefully lowers herself until your loins meet. You gasp her name as your hips instinctively begin to move with hers, clits rubbing together, your arousal mixing with hers as she calls out your name.

You toss your head back in pleasure, vision blurring, sweet pressure building up in your tummy as you get closer and closer to your high. Miko increases her speed and so do you, your moans and gasps mixing together in perfect harmony. Your orgasm washes over you like a wave, and you cry out, Miko joining you soon after as she calls out your name and curses in Spanish. You gently fall into Miko, who wraps her arms around you and falls back on the bed, her heavy breathing mixing with your own.

“Now that’s what I call an apology,” Miko teases as she kisses the top of your head.

You smirk. “I don’t know. It could’ve been better.”

“Oh, yeah?” Miko raises her eyebrow playfully. “To me you sounded like you we’re having the time of your life, mami.”

“Still… podría haber sido mejor,” you try to hide your smile, but before you know it, you are pinned down on the mattress with your girlfriend hovering over you with a smirk and a determined look in her eyes.

“I know how to make it better,” Miko challenges before disappearing between your legs.

“Oh, my God…” you moan as you feel her work her warm tongue on your pussy, and within seconds you are arching your back as you are consumed into an euphoric, tingly state.

Apology very much accepted.

[cajon-desastre]

Hola Carmen, me encantan tus citas y los GIFs que las acompañan, suelen ir a la par del tema del día pero me gustaría conocer tu opinión acerca de todo este lío si no te importa comentarlo. Asumo que igual no te sientes cómoda con mi petición así que si consideras oportuno no contestarme lo entenderé.

Siempre me has parecido muy sincera y equilibrada en tus comentarios, un beso guapa.

Hello Carmen, I love your quotes and the GIFs that accompany them, they usually go along with the topic of the day but I would like to know your opinion about this whole mess if you don't mind commenting on it. I assume that you may not feel comfortable with my request, so if you consider it appropriate not to answer me, I will understand. You have always seemed very sincere and balanced in your comments, a kiss pretty.

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Hi Anon, thank you for your kind words 🥰

I don't mind commenting, what happens is that I don't usually give much air to these things because what is sought, precisely, is to give them visibility and increase the drama, something that I don't usually lend myself to, only just enough when there are things that are too obvious which you can see here and here.

But you asked me for an opinion and this is what I can give you:

Disappointment and frustration would be the first words.

Ridiculous and hasty the second.

Disaster and control damage the third.

As a fan, it is not the way I would like for people I like to follow and support, but it is something that is not going to affect my life any more than the time I can dedicate to creating content or reading other bloggers. I understand that people may be very upset by the latest events and I see that, above all, they are recent fans, or those who have been there for a short time, for the most part.

I don't know, maybe I've been here for many years and I've seen everything. I am vaccinated against this nonsense that becomes cyclical and that is always a consequence of some previous event that is usually related to the shipper side and the image that is wanted to be transmitted to the general public, not to the fandom that is attentive to any movement or fact.

I have always wanted my attitude to be Zen, trying to take what happens on this side of the fence with resignation and humor. It's also because I try to compartmentalize what the fandom is and what the series and the books are. Enjoying the only thing that is stable within this madness despite Starz's mismanagement.

I could summarize that the situation is more of the same and I do not rule out that, when this situation passes, we will encounter new shenanigans. They seem to be one-tricks, and as long as it works, that's what we'll continue to see.

I also recommend that you read @outlanderskin in this post. Her thoughts are very similar to mine right now.

Thanks for the appreciation and I hope that Google translation makes this understandable 😘

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Hola Anon, gracias por tus amables palabras 🥰 No me importa comentar, lo que pasa es que no suelo darle mucho aire a estas cosas porque lo que se busca, precisamente, es darles visibilidad y aumentar el dramatismo, algo a lo que no suelo prestarme. Sólo lo suficiente cuando hay cosas demasiado obvias que puedes ver aquí y aquí. Pero me pediste opinión y esto es lo que puedo darte: Decepción y frustración serían las primeras palabras. Ridículo y precipitado el segundo. Desastre y control de daños el tercero. Como fan, no es la forma en que me gustaría que las personas a las que me gusta seguir y apoyar, pero es algo que no va a afectar mi vida más que el tiempo que puedo dedicar a crear contenido o leer a otros bloggers. Entiendo que la gente pueda estar muy molesta por los últimos acontecimientos y veo que, sobre todo, son fans recientes, o que llevan poco tiempo, en su mayoría. No lo sé, tal vez llevo muchos años aquí y lo he visto todo. Estoy vacunado contra este despropósito que se vuelve cíclico y que siempre es consecuencia de algún evento previo que suele estar relacionado con el lado shipper y la imagen que se quiere transmitir al público en general, no al fandom que está atento a cualquier movimiento o hecho. Siempre he querido que mi actitud sea zen, intentando tomarme lo que pasa de este lado de la valla con resignación y humor. También es porque trato de compartimentar qué es el fandom y qué son las series y los libros. Disfrutando de lo único que hay estable dentro de esta locura a pesar de la mala gestión de Starz. Podría resumir que la situación es más de lo mismo y no descarto que, cuando esta situación pase, nos encontremos con nuevas travesuras. Parecen ser de un solo truco, y mientras funcionen, eso es lo que seguiremos viendo. También te recomiendo que leas a @outlanderskin en este post. Sus pensamientos son muy similares a los míos en este momento.

Gracias por el aprecio y espero que la traducción de Google haga esto comprensible 😘

[flannelandcurls]

Hola!! To the blog with the best name on tumblr fr. 😂 I'd like to make a request! Hopefully you haven't done this one before. I would love to see Aziraphale and his little sexy librarian glasses. I don't have a particular scene in mind - your choice. ❤️ Thanks for your blog and all the amazing Michael goodness.

Hello Keyasaurus! Awww, thank you for your kind compliments!🥰 Oh my goodness, I love his little spectacles! It was such a joy to make these! Thank you so much for the request!!! I hope you like the gifs!

[lostcauses-noregrets]

hi lost!! i was wondering if you know of any fan-made merch/prints to buy? i'm not the biggest fan of official merch and really wanna support my fellow eruris 🥰

Hi Anon! Thank you for your ask, that's such a brilliant question! Here's a list of some of my favourite Eruri artists who create gorgeous art and merch. I know they would love your support. A wee word of warning though, if you search sites like Etsy, Redbubble, etc, you'll find a LOT of Eruri art and merch and not all of it is legit. Some of it is art that has been copied or stolen from other artists, so it's always worth checking before buying. All the links below will take you to genuine Eruri artists.

InPrint

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babushka-hi-hi

Ermesinthe

Hola Mo

Jensen

Knightofpups

La Cheti

Laras Bek

Lewaj Agejman

mstrmagnolia

UNHLYGHST

Redbubble

babushkahihi - phone cases, mugs, prints, stickers,

Ermesinthe - phone cases, t-shirts, stickers, prints

Julpux - phone cases, mugs, t-shirts, stickers, prints, etc

Sayloni - cards & stickers

Etsy

ChickenRiceBowl - pins

Nyatche - stickers, postits

Ko-Fi

Mermaid Nebula - stickers

Zo - postcards

[judysxnd]

Hey babes I absolutely love your writing and I was wondering if you could write another pedro x reader fic? One were the reader calls him telling him they had to go to the emergency room and he drops everything to be with them, even when the reader says it's not a big deal.

You’ll just have to have a best friend name Chloe here

I never remember what pics I already put or not before 😭 I don’t want to put the same!!

I wrote this a long time ago, and I still like it!!! Just fluff 🥰

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you were sitting on the hospital bed, a doctor examining your ankle. The size doubled and it was turning blue. How did you do that?? Well, you simply walked on your dog’s ball and it led to you hearing your ankle literally crack and you fell. It’s so stupid. Fortunately, you weren’t alone. Your best friend was with you as she came to spend the afternoon with you. So instead of having fun and drinking together and talking about everything, she got to drive you to the emergency room.

While you were waiting in the room to be taken care of, you decided to call Pedro, to update him as to why you wouldn’t be home when he will come back. His phone only rang twice before you got to hear his voice.

“Hola hermosa” he picked up, hearing happiness in his voice

“Hiii” you insisted on the I. He immediately knew something happened. That’s one of your move. When you call him or when you enter a room saying hi like that, he knows you messed up something, or you hurt yourself, or something happened. It’s never a big deal, but enough to stress you out a bit.

“Is everything okay?”

“Y-Yes, kinda” you simply answered. But before you got to say anything, a nurse came to you.

“Miss Pascal, the doctor is finishing with a patient and he’ll be right with you” she said giving you a paper and a pen. “This is the regular form to fill, you’ll give it to me before leaving okay?”

“Yes thank you” you said

“Why is- doctor? Where are you?” Pedro started to panic on the phone

“P calm down, it’s okay, everything’s fine, I’m at the hospital”

“You- fine? If you’re fine why are you there?”

“I think I kind of broke my ankle?”

“WHAT?” Your best friend was holding her laugh next to you

“I’m fine, I just wanted to warn you that we won’t be home when you’ll come back”

“Hell with that, I’m coming right away”

“You don’t need to! Chloe is here with me, I am being taken care of, don’t worry! In a couple of hours I’ll be home”

“I dont care, you’re injured, I’m coming”

“Pedro” he didn’t answer, but you could hear him breath. “Pedrito” you said softly

“Yes”

“I’ll see you at home okay?”

“Hm hm” he simply said.

“Oh I see the doctor coming, I have to go, I love you”

“I love you too, be careful”

“I Will” you hang up and left with the doctor.

He started to examine you, trying to feel if anything was broken. He programmed an x-ray to make sure. While you were coming back from the x-ray to the consultation room, you saw a familiar face when you entered.

“Pedro?” You asked, surprised. “I told you not to come!”

“My wife is in the emergency room and you expect me not to come?” You sighed

“You were doing something more important, you didn’t need to drop everything, it’s just my ankle, no big deal”

“Wh- you’re more important” he said confused by what you just said. You sat back down on the bed, Pedro came in front of you. “I was worried”

“I told you I’m fine”

“Excuse me for being a good husband” he joked, you both chuckled.

“I love you so much” you said, putting both your hands on his waist

“I love you more” he got closer to you and gave you a quick kiss. Chloe entered the room. “Hey” Pedro said, going towards her and hugged her.

“Hi” she then looked at you. “You okay?”

“Yeah yeah I’m fine”

“I saw the doctor, he’s coming back in a minute” she said as she sat down on the chair against the wall. Pedro went back next to you.

“How did you do that by the way?” You looked at your best friend who bursted out laughing, before you did.

“It’s embarrassing, I don’t want to tell you”

“It just makes me want to know more” he looked at Chloe

“Don’t look at me, she’s the one who has to tell” he then looked at you with puppy eyes.

“No, it won’t work on me”

“You know I dropped everything to be with you, the least you can do is tell me what happen”

“I knew you would throw that on my face! That’s not fair!” You playfully hit him. “Okay okay.. well.. We were outside, drinking a beer, and.. we were throwing toys at our dog, like any normal person would do”

“I’m already confused” he said

“You can be” Chloe added

“Which side are you on?” You told her

“Yours! But come on, how could you break your ankle like that? Do you have like 80-year-old bones?” They laughed.

“Oh shut up”

“Please finish” Pedro insisted

“I walked on a ball” you quickly said. He stared at you without saying anything

“You- wait, you walked on a ball and you broke your ankle?”

“Yes, it like folded my ankle, I heard the noise it was disgusting”

“I agree”

“Goddamn”

“You can laugh” you told him

“I’m not going t-”

“I know you’re dying to, you can laugh go ahead” he looked at the both of you. “She didn’t hesitate to” you said pointing at Chloe. He looked at you again, then started laughing. “There we go”

“I’m sorry mama” he said kissing your forehead. “But you have to admit it, you just walked on a ball and you broke your ankle”

“I know it’s stupid” you were starting to laugh too

The doctor came back in and explained the x-ray, even though it was pretty explicit. We could see the crack at your ankle. You did break your ankle. So now you’re wearing a cast, and have to keep it for a few months.

The three of you drove back home and got drinks to lighten the mood and get rid of the nervousness and anxiety after this long afternoon.

[l3viat8an]

Hola Ro 🥰

This is gonna be a mouthful but...

Thinking about Human! College au! Dorm neighbor! Beel and Belphie gets like 5 seconds of this lmao

Oc he's still a big eater but imma tone it*way* down cuz he human.

This bitch is the best cook in the entire dormitory. Like there is no broke college boy here because in addition to his job he sells lunch/dinner plates. They're reasonably priced but he sells so many that his profits are pilin' up Belphie has to help pack and deliver the trays.

Just imagine you move into your new dorm and before you even unpack your first item, there's a soft knock on the door. You open it up and you're honestly surprised at how far back you have to tilt your head to see the smiling face of this ginger. You studder a bit as you greet him and he smiles back warmly. "Hey! I'm Beelzebub, but you can call me Beel. I'm a Junior here" He smiles lifting up a tray "Brought over some lasagna, thought you might enjoy it" Oh! So that's what that gigantic tray he's holding has in it! Accepting the tray with a little smile you swear it weighs like 5 pounds. "Thanks... Uh, Would you like to join me? I couldn't possibly eat this much lasagna alone" He tilts his head slightly "You don't have a dormmate?" You shake you're head in response and Beel frowns a little bit. "I bet that's pretty lonely." He shakes his head and then smiles brightly again. "Well feel free to come by our dorm any time. I'll introduce you to my roommate tomorrow"

Beel comes in and the two of you eat lasagna together on your futon with box tables like a scene from a movie and you're taken aback by how much he eats. The tray of lasagna is finished in just under half an hour and you converse for a bit, complimenting him on his culinary skills and talking about classes and schedules. Eventually, he heads back to his dorm because whatever he was cooking in the pressure cooker is done and he needs to go pack meal trays. You offer to help as a thank you for the lasagna and he accepts joking about Belphie needing his beauty sleep anyways.

This becomes a regular thing for the two of you and Belphie is honestly grateful that his naps no longer need to be cut short. And surprisingly Beel's sales go up because you bring the flavors of your culture to the little business. Eventually it grows so much that Beel can quit his job and expenses are still fully covered.

Cutting to the list part of the hcs lmao

𓆦 Beel who finds himself a bit flustered as mix and chop ingredients, occasionally lifting a little spoon to his lips for him to sample the flavor. Admiring the cute satisfied face you make when tells you the flavor is perfect.

𓆦 Beel who eventually gets bold enough to lick a little bit of batter of your cheek, chuckling as your cheeks turn pink from his actions

𓆦 Beel who buys/makes lots of cream filled treat because he loves how a little bit always spills out of the corners of your mouth when you take too big of a bite. Imagining is his cum spilling out of your mouth instead of just the cream of a pastry

𓆦 Beel who jerks off in his room at 1 in the morning because he can't stop thinking about how your small hands were wrapped around the piping bag as the two of you iced mini cakes together. Wondering what it would be like for them to be wrapped around his cock instead. Belphie eventually knocking on his room door, telling him to be quite because the walls are thin and you can probably hear him from inside your dorm.

𓆦 Belphie who visits you in your dorm asking you to please just fuck Beel already because he has to deal with Beel's horny ass all day, every day.

𓆦 Beel who takes you on a proper date before he even tries to make a move on you because he wants to be a gentleman

My fingers are dead from typing this (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ `)♡

~🍒

Nsfw content MDNI

🍒!!!!!! I have no words oh fuckkkkk-

𓆦 Very silly first thing but Beel who has a poster of Garfield eating lasagna in his kitchen :))

𓆦 Beel who during your date (if you went out for a change) sends a quick texts to Belphie telling him to get out so he can get laid-

𓆦 Beel who is the perfect gentleman throughout your whole date!!! Even asking before he kisses you because he doesn’t want to move too fast…

𓆦 Beel who can’t and won’t stop kissing you after that. The sweet softness fades away into hungry, biting kisses, as he nips at you bottom lip hoping to slip his tongue into your mouth. Only ever braking the kiss long enough to mumble about how good you taste~

𓆦 Beel who tries so hard not to just rail you into next week- he really wants to be gentle and slow…make it feel special for your first time with him…but when you whine and moan like that he can’t help it. Folding you practically in half on the bed and just stuffing you full~

𓆦 Beel who can’t stop telling you how well you’re taking him, how good you feel around his cock…how it’s so much better then he’s imagined and oh fuck- don’t squeeze him like that….he doesn’t want to cum too soon!-

𓆦 Beel who covers your tummy in his cum cuz he’s worried about cumming inside on ‘the first date’ :((

𓆦 Beel who still, after all that, wants to eat you out and have you cum on his tongue…..please? He knows you’re sensitive but it’ll feel good!! He promises!! He would have done it first but he couldn’t wait to feel you around his cock-

𓆦 Beel who carries you into the bathroom to wash the cum off, before taking you back to bed (dressed only in one of his huge t-shirts)

𓃾 Belphie who sneaks in as quietly as he can’t at like 3am….but can’t help peaking into Beel’s room. Seeing your body wrapped around Beel’s, “Good date?” both you and Beel open one eye and whisper back in unison, “Great date..”

[rebsins]

hey! I'm loving your writing! I was wondering if you could do a headcanon of what tom and the reader would be like in an interview together, and the interviewer asking questions about the relationship and everything

hiii, thank you so much🫶. sorry for responding this late but I was on vacation😭😭. For those who sent requests, don’t worry I’ll be doing them soon!Anyways I hope you’ll like it!! 🩷

Tom Kaulitz x reader in a interview

Ok so, when he is interviewed alone with his band, you are the only thing he genuinely wants to talk about.

His favourite question has always been “How is your relationship with y/n going?” ever since you two started dating.

When he gets asked that, he just begins ranting on how amazing you are and how your relationship is going better as the days pass by. He brags about dating you a lot; he is just so proud to have you by his side😭🙏.

He zones out , completely ignoring the interviewer, with a little smile and eyes full of adoration as if he was looking directly at you.

After some time, Bill starts to get irritated at him and tries to snatch the microphone from his grasp. 💀

When this happens, your boyfriend just continues talking about you while avoiding Bill’s ‘attacks’. It often ends with a little fight between them and with Bill getting the microphone and teasing Tom about being a total simp.

At the end he just laughs and says “I can’t say that I’m not one for her”. 😍🥰

If you two are interviewed together, he always has his hands on you, in some way. Wrapped around your waist, holding your hand, touching your thigh….He just wants everyone to know that he is taken and that you’re his😾.

Most interviewers, start the interview, by compliment you on your looks and Tom, every time, would immediately jump in and say “Of course, she is my girlfriend, she always looks stunning” with a little smirk, and an hand on your shoulder, to accompany the phrase.

You, even if you are famous, both loved and hated being interviewed😭.

Sure you loved spending time with your lovely Tom, but HATED when they showed paparazzi pictures.

One time the paparazzi had caught you both fucking wasted at the club and they took photos of you basically on top of Tom, eating each other’s faces.

You hoped that they wouldn’t show the photo and ask about it, but of course they fucking did it.

As soon as it appeared on the big screen you covered your face in embarrassment, groaning loudly at the way your mini skirt did little on covering your ass😭🙏.

On the other hand, Tom, was man spreading with a proud smirk on his face as he told the interviewer “Wow, I remember that night…well, at least, the beginning of it. Y/n couldn’t keep her hands to herself ,but I was surely not complaining😏”.

That resulted with you shoving him off the couch and him laughing his ass off at your flustered face. 💀🙏

Fans love your interviews, because you both tease the hell out of each other.

One time they asked you “What’s the weirdest thing that you learned about each other?”. Tom’s face had brightened up as he immediately responded “When she’s drunk, she literally goes up the stairs on four legs. It’s hilarious ”. (totally not me even when I’m sober 🫡)

You had turned your head to his direction“I literally do not, shut up”. He smirked knowingly “I literally have a video”, “You better not”. As he reached for his phone, you snatched it and got up.

You looked at him dead in the eyes “I have a video of you, drunk, trying to do the hola hoop with your neck and then hitting your teeth with it ” you warned him.

His eyes widened as he immediately got on his knees “please, everything BUT THAT” he pleaded. You smiled with victory, but..

“You are being too cocky when, that night, you literally stole a cart and crashed, with it, against a wall” he deadpanned, as the interviewer immediately turned to you “is that why you had a cast for three whole months?”.

This man had to learn to shut up 💀.

You immediately turned around “I SWEAR I HAD FALLEN FROM THE STAIRS. HE IS A LIAR” you yelled desperately as you pointed at him. He got up and took the opportunity to snatch his phone back “I have a photo” he laughed.

Silence, before… “TOM DONT MAKE ME BREAK YOUR FUCKING GUITARS” you yelled angrily at him, “NO OK, WE CAN TALK THIS OUT, YOU DON’T HAVE TO HARM MY BABIES”. 😭

You two are literally so chaotic together, but you both, and everyone, loved it so freaking much🫶.

[choke-me-joey]

48 with joey? 🥺

Inspired by the Spain story but minus him giving out his number 🥰 because drunk off of tequila Joe is a Joe I need.

48. Spread your legs and let me see that pretty little pussy

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), masturbation, naughty Facetime calls, Joe is drunk and will not shut up, dirty talk, mentions of creampie

Hoe-vember masterlist

"Hola, senoritaaaa!" Joe's face comes into view on your phone screen. His flushed cheeks, slurred words and general demeanor telling you one thing. He was drunk. Off his tits. Absolutely wankered.

"Hola, senör hombre del año," you giggle, settling into your pillows. "I'm so proud of your drunk ass."

"Thanks babe, I wish you were here." Joe groans as he flops onto his hotel room bed.

"You had a pretty good night by the looks of it." You smirk and he chuckles, looking a little guilty.

"I did the tequila thing." He admits and you gasp.

"My favourite thing?! How dare you!" You feign hurt, clutching your hand over your chest. "I don't know if I can ever forgive you for that."

"I'm sorry, love." Joe pouts through the phone. Your face softens.

"Babe, I'm kidding, you were celebrating! You deserve to have a good time. You just owe me a tequila night when you're home for more than a couple of days."

Joe looks at you, with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Is that my shirt you're wearing?" He asks, casting his eye over the plain black tshirt you had chosen to wear to bed.

"Mmhm, smells like you." You sigh, burying your nose in it and smiling. Joe hums contentedly.

"What else are you wearing?"

A wave of warmth rushes through you as he speaks, he's using his bedroom voice. God damn that bedroom voice.

"Just my underwear, the grey Calvin Klein lounge set you like." You bite your lip as he groans.

"Shit, can you show me?" He's already undressing himself on the other end of the phone, his jacket already off and the buttons of his shirt slowly being undone. You nod, peeling the duvet off of you and panning the camera down over your body, showing off the underwear. "Can I see your ass?"

You roll as best you can whilst still holding the phone for him to get a good view. He curses, low and breathy and as you roll back onto your back you let out a small whine as you notice Joe is now sitting on the bed, back against the headboard and shirt undone exposing his chest and stomach, with his trousers magically having disappeared and his tented boxers on display. He gives his cock a squeeze through his boxers. "As much as i love how good you look in my clothes, can you take the shirt off for me, beautiful? Wanna see you."

You place the phone down briefly and whip off your shirt, settling back into the pillows. He groans in appreciation as he can see your nipples, stiff and pushing against the light grey fabric of your lounge set.

"You too, Quinn, shirt off." You smirk, teasingly dancing your fingers over your stomach and thighs. He obeys, sliding the shirt off of his torso and tossing it somewhere off screen. You tongue wets your bottom lip at the sight of his lean and toned chest and stomach, the smattering of hair leading down into his boxers, god he was delicious. "I wish I was there, or you were here." You sigh, your thighs clenching together as he squeezes himself again.

"Me too baby," he says quietly, a little tender moment in the middle of the raging hormones. "Is this okay?" Even pissed, he was the sweetest.

"God, yes, Joey, wanna see you touch yourself." You whimper, and he chuckles.

"Yeah? Wanna see me stroke my cock f'you?"

"Mhm." You nod, taking your underwear off as he removes his pants, his cock springing up. Your mouth waters a little at the sight. He pumps himself slowly, and you see his thumb swipe at the head gathering the precum there to lube himself up a little.

"Even in another country you still make me so fucking hard, baby." Joe growls and you shiver. "Spread your legs and let me see that pretty little pussy."

You do as you're told, angling the phone so he can see how wet you are for him. "Fucking hell babe, you're so wet."

"Even in another country you still make me so fucking wet, baby." You parrot him and he lets out a low chuckle, hissing slightly as his hand moves faster on his cock. You circle your fingers on your clit, both of you unable to take your eyes off the other. "Joe..." You hum softly, your skin prickling with arousal.

"Fuck yes baby, love it when you say my name like that," Joe hisses, his hips bucking into his fist. "Keep touching yourself for me, love. Wanna see you cum."

"Mm, miss you."

"I miss you too baby, God I wish I was there right now, tasting you. Always taste so fucking good, especially when you cum on my face." he groans, his cock leaking precum now.

"Love it when you eat my pussy, Joe." You moan, your fingers dipping into your dripping hole. "Feels so fucking good."

"Yeah? Well when I get home, we're not leaving our bedroom until I've made you cum at least 4 times on my tongue, beautiful."

Your back arches slightly as your clit pulses. You're starting to get close already, just from his voice and what he's saying, along with the way he looks right now, teasing himself wishing it was you. You can see him even twist his hand slightly on the upstroke, something you always did.

"Then I'm gonna fuck you, nice and slow to start with, have you begging for me to go faster," Joe growls and you shiver again. You loved his dirty talk. "Then, when you're practically crying from begging me to fuck you harder, I'll put you on your knees and fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk after, leave you shaking, with my cum dripping out of you. You want that? God, say you want that, baby."

He's getting close now, his breathing getting faster and his voice has that little whine to it. You nod, moving your fingers on your clit faster.

"God yes, fuck yes, Joey, want you to fill me up," you mewl, your cunt clenching at the thought of it. Joe keeps eye contact with you, his hand practically flying over his cock.

"Cum for me, baby, 'm so fucking close, come on baby, I love you, I love you so much, y'so beautiful, cum for me-"

He doesn't finish his rambling before your back is arching as your orgasm hits you out of nowhere, your pussy fluttering around nothing. Joe is right there with you, covering his fist and some of his stomach in milky white as he cums with a grunt.

"Holy shit," you giggle as you come down from your high, trying to get your breathing back to normal. "God we haven't done that in such a long time."

"Ugh, now I remember why," Joe teases with a smirk, gesturing to his cum covered stomach. He grabs his boxers and cleans himself off, flopping back down on the bed and looking at you with those beautiful eyes of his. "I love you. And you really are beautiful when you cum."

"So are you," you smile, your cheeks warming and a little laugh escaping you as you try and bury your face in the pillows. Joe laughs.

"Don't get all shy on me, darling, I think we're a bit past that, aren't we?"

"Hurry up and come home," you smile softly at him. "You have two promises to fulfil now. Tequila night and a good fuck."

"Sounds perfect to me. I'm counting down the days, baby."

[spidybaby]

do u know any other writer out of tumblr????

I do!

The first person I talked to in this app and I made an incredible friendship is Miss Blubffsd. Sadly, she's not on tumblr anymore, but we keep contacting each other via text.

Then I got to second base (in a good way) with Miss @jkkyks, she's a celebrity, she's a smart girl and yes!

I also got to second base with other mutual whose tumblr is not available anymore, but we talk every day, really love her!!!

Buuut, not having someone's social media or number doesn't mean you don't love or appreciate that person. I have mutuals who I love and I only talk to in this app because we are more comfortable that way.

Example: Miss @gadriezmannsgirl, who I love and I talk to almost every day 🥰✨️ and with Miss @kymb-10, who I love interacting with over comments, love reading her work ❤️

I love my mutuals, the ones I talk to over messages, the ones I interact over comments like Miss @b4sorex1a, who I only interact with over comments in my main account, but I really love doing it 😂😂😂 hola guapa ✨️

[pinkslipxox]

Hola nena 🩷

Can i request Miko with a sassy afro-latina (boricua) reader? Basically personality like Maddy Perez, but not toxic 🤣

Hola mi amor! Hope you excuse me but I’m not familiar with Maddy Perez but I hope you like this one regardless 🥰❤️

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In the heart is downtown, the air was electric with the rhythm of life. You leaned against the hood of your car, eyes sparkling with mischief as you waited for your girlfriend, Miko. Tonight was going to be full of adventure, and you could hardly wait.

Miko arrived, the engine of her ride growling as she stepped out, looking effortlessly cool in a colorful oversized jacket and statement sneakers. You couldn’t help but smirk at the way she was looking at you. You were clad in a fitted top and high-waisted jeans that hugged your curves just right, radiating the confidence that could be seen within a mile.

“Diablo, mami,” Miko murmured with a smirk, her voice smooth like honey. "You’re out here serving looks."

Y/N arched an eyebrow playfully, crossing her arms. “Honey, please. I was waiting for you to show up in something more than just your usual drip.”

Miko laughed, the sound rich and infectious. “You know me better than that. Guapísima like you, I had to step up my game!” She walked closer, her swagger undeniable, and wrapped her arms around your waist, pulling you in for a warm embrace.

“See, now that’s what I’m talking about,” you teased, leaning in and stealing a quick kiss. “But don’t let that go through your head.”

Miko smirked, brushing a finger along your cheek. “Oh, I love that fiery spirit of yours. It’s why I fell for you in the first place.”

“Fell hard, huh?” you shot back, your voice dripping with sass as you playfully flicked Miko’s cap. “I don’t blame you. I’m a whole mood.”

“You’re more than a mood; you’re a whole-ass vibe, babe,” Miko corrected, laughing.

“Duh! Now enough chatter, vámonos a comer!” you declared with a wink and Miko shook her head fondly at you.

“Carajo… cuanto te adoro, Y/N,” Miko murmured as she intertwined her fingers with yours as she began to lead you down the street towards the restaurant.

Behind you two, the sun began to set, casting a warm glow around them, a perfect backdrop for you two. With every playful banter and shared laugh, you felt the world fade away, leaving the two of together, bounded by love and a shared spirit that was undeniably vibrant. Nothing could ever kill your vibe, not on your watch, or Miko’s.