#honestamente like

[thornetabris]

need to know which dev in veilguard was so fucking horny for neve gallus that they animated rook licking their lips after the first almost kiss

[arunneronthird]

para alguien cuyo consumo de DC se limita a dos volúmenes de Supersons y un montón de cómics de Batman y Superman de los 60, que me recomendarías leer?

buenas! antes de nada decir que no llevo mucho tiempo aqui asi que fijo que se me quedan cosas muy buenas por ahi pero ya ire leyendo mas

hace unos dias hice una lista de comics de batman exclusivamente que dejo aqui, pero lo mas importante, sobre todo para fans de los comics de los 60, tiene que ser batman año uno porque es un cambio sustancial de tono, y el tribunal de los buhos es mi comic favorito

de dc en general tengo alguna recomendacion tambien! abro hilo

nightwing (2016) no he leido todo porque mi forma de leer es ridicula pero todo lo que he leido me ha encantado, realmente estan haciendo un trabajo grandioso con dick grayson

superman (2016) una buena introduccion a jon kent, todo lo que toca tomasi es arte, increiblemente dulce y divertido y uno de mis comics favoritos (no confundir con superman (2018) que puede morir)

superhijos, no puedo recomendar suficientemente fuerte que la gente lo termine, nada puede superar la historia del batman pistola

robin son of batman (ni idea de como es la traduccion) es la historia de la redencion de damian, escrita tambien por tomasi, de los mejores standalones que tiene dc

harley quinn cristales rotos, me lo compre un poco a lo loco y me acabo gustando muchisimo, una reimaginacion de harley muy divertida y que consigue un personaje redondo y con sentido

robin y batman, un comic muy cortito sobre como dick grayson se enfrento a la oscuridad que rodea a batman y consiguio vencerla, increiblemente bonito visualmente

si quieres llevar alguna serie al dia, porque a mi siempre me hace ilu poder comentar los nuevos capitulos con amigos, ahora mismo merecen mucho la pena superboy, nightwing, batman (si, batman batman), y aventuras de superman jon kent, tambien me esta gustando el desastre absoluto que es tim drake robin y espero grandes cosas de lo nuevo de shazam

[lgbtuan]

las newjans han subido otro tweet/teaser y eta significa estimated time of arrival en este caso, pero vamos que las coincidencias con el grupo terrorista son bastante desafortunadas y tendrían que haberselo revisado un poco la verdad, sobretodo por lo de los nombres...

No yeah si vi después lo de las siglas de estimated time of arrival pero lo que me choca es lo de los nombres osea es mucha casualidad que de todos los nombres del mundo eligieran justo esos 3 con esas siglas en concreto.. nose obviamente a esperar a ver por que dirección lo llevan pero se ve fishy..

[colorofchroma]

me if pookifying CHROMA members was illegal

[maiteo]

[theuntoldstorythatneedsawriter]

Too sweaty🌡🫂

Ona Batlle x reader

warning : fluffy 💭💗

(my first language isn't english nor spanish, sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes)

Summary :

You refuse to hug your girlfriend after a match because she's too sweaty. With the help of her team, she will do everything and anything to get that hug.

The final whistle blew, the sound of roaring cheers erupted across the stadium as FC Barcelona Femení secured yet another victory. The players on the field embraced, exchanging high-fives and grins as the crowd celebrated their hard-earned win. You stood in the stands, clapping and cheering, Ona had been relentless on the pitch today, showing why she was one of the best defenders in the world.

Ona spotted you almost instantly. Her eyes lit up, and with that characteristic grin of hers, she jogged over, arms wide open for the post-game hug she always demanded. You smiled, knowing exactly what was coming next, but as she got closer, you could see just how sweaty she was. Her hair clung to her forehead, her jersey was soaked through, and her skin glistened with sweat. You loved her to pieces, but there was no denying that Ona in full post-match mode was a sweaty mess.

- ¡Cariño! (Love !)

Ona called out, still grinning as she reached the edge of the stands, arms stretched wide.

- Come here!

You took a step back, hands raised in defence, laughing nervously.

- Ona, you’re—

You gestured up and down at her completely drenched form.

- —you’re a little too sweaty for that.

Ona stopped, her grin turning into a dramatic pout as she dropped her arms.

- ¿En serio? After this great match ? You’re really not going to hug me ? (Oh really?)

You shook your head, laughing.

- I love you, but I draw the line at drenched hugs. You look like you just went swimming in your kit!

Ona groaned, shaking her head in exaggerated frustration, though her eyes were still sparkling with amusement.

- It’s just a little sweat, cariño. You’ve seen me worse. (love)

- Yeah, but I didn’t have to hug you then either.

You shot back, grinning. She rolled her eyes but didn’t let up.

- Fine. No hug for now

You smirked, leaning down a little closer.

- Once you’re clean, you can have all the hugs you want.

Ona stared at you for a moment, pretending to be annoyed, but then she leaned in suddenly and gave you a quick, mischievous kiss on the cheek, pressing her sweat-covered face against yours just enough to make you recoil slightly.

- Ew, Ona!

You exclaimed, wiping at your cheek with an exaggerated grimace, but your laughter betrayed you.

- That’s payback

Ona said with a wink before jogging back to her teammates, leaving you shaking your head and laughing as you watched her retreat.

The players had started celebrating in full force, and you could see Ona being pulled into hugs. Their joy was infectious. You sighed as you watched the love of your life soaking in the victory with her team. It didn’t take long for the other girls to notice the slight pout on your girlfriends face. Alexia, having seen the scene, sidled up to Ona, raising an eyebrow as she nudged her friend.

- Entonces, ¿no te da ningún abrazo tu novia después del partido? (So, no post-game hug from your girlfriend?)

Alexia teased, her voice loud enough for you to hear. Ona groaned, but a smile crept onto her face.

- No, al parecer sudaba demasiado. (Nope. Too sweaty, apparently.)

Alexia grinned, clearly finding it hilarious.

- No puedo culparla, honestamente. (Can’t blame her, honestly)

- Pero no me rendiré. (But I’m not giving up)

Ona said determinedly, casting a glance back at you, where you stood watching them from the sidelines, waving innocently. Alexia raised her eyebrows, a mischievous glint in her eye as she quickly whispered something to the other players. You couldn’t hear what she said, but a few of them turned to look at you with knowing grins.

Before you had a chance to react, the entire team started jogging in your direction, their expressions filled with a playful determination. Your eyes widened, and you instinctively took a step back.

- Oh no, no, no,

You muttered, shaking your head as they closed in. Ona was at the front of the pack, her grin widening as she saw your reaction.

- You shouldn’t have refused the hug, cariño.

She teased, her teammates fanning out behind her like a wall of sweaty determination.

- You’re all sweaty!

You protested, starting to back up further as the group approached.

- This isn’t fair !

Alexia, laughing, called out,

- We just want to help Ona get her hug !

Before you knew it, you were surrounded by the entire Barça squad, and any chance of escape vanished. In a whirlwind of laughter and playful jostling, they scooped you up, passing you straight into Ona’s waiting arms. Ona, grinning victoriously, pulled you into a tight hug, ignoring your protests as she pressed her sweaty body against yours. You squirmed, but it was no use. The team had made sure you weren’t going anywhere.

- Gotcha

Ona whispered, her face close to yours, her eyes full of affection despite the playful scene. You sighed in defeat, trying to suppress your laughter as you rested your head against her shoulder.

- Okay, okay. You win. But you’re still really sweaty.

- I’ll take it

She replied with a laugh, kissing your cheek again. The team cheered and clapped, clearly amused by the whole spectacle. You couldn’t help but laugh too, the warmth of the moment washing over you despite being covered in your girlfriend’s post-game sweat.

As the players finally dispersed and Ona loosened her grip on you, you looked up at her with a smirk.

- Next time, maybe I’ll bring a towel.

Ona grinned, her eyes twinkling.

- Or you could just hug me straight after every game, no matter what.

You pretended to think about it.

- Hmm... no promises.

She laughed, wrapping an arm around your waist as the two of you walked off together.

- You’ll come around eventually.

And as you walked side by side, with the stadium lights dimming and the echoes of the crowd still ringing in your ears, you knew that sweaty hugs or not, you wouldn’t trade these moments with her for anything in the world.

[eviltoothbrush]

🇪🇸 - Acabo de terminar el dibujo. Honestamente, no sé absolutamente nada de anatomía ni teoría del color, y esas cosas. De hecho, creo que este es mi dibujo más decente hasta ahora... Así que pido disculpas si hay errores.

un like y dibujo a Kling.

──ׅ──꯭ׂ─꯭─ׅ─ׂ─✦─ׅ──꯭ׂ─꯭──ׅ──ׂ─

🇺🇸/🇬🇧 - I just finished the drawing. Honestly, I know absolutely nothing about anatomy and colour theory and stuff. In fact, I think this is my most decent drawing so far... So I apologize if there are mistakes.

One like and I'll draw Kling.

[g1nu00]

can we see bunzo please

OF COURSE!!! here's the boy :DDD (I TRIED SO HARD TO MAKE HIM RIGHT-)

ENG

His design it's very different from Hooty’s, but it keeps the idea of being a demon attached to the house. However, it’s a spring demon, retaining only the arms with cymbals, which it can make appear and disappear at will.

And yes, it COMPLETELY keeps Hooty’s personality because, honestly, I feel like they’re the same when it comes to being a threat to society with an adorable face.

ESP

De por si su diseño es diferente al de Hooty, mantiene la idea de que sea un demonio pegado a la casa, mas sin embargo es un demonio de resorte, conservando unicamente los brazos con los platillos, los cuales los puede hacer aparecer y desaparecer a voluntad propia

Y si, mantiene TOTALMENTE la personalidad de Hooty porque honestamente siento que son lo mismo en lo que requiere a ser una amenaza para la sociedad con una cara adorable

CLOSE UP!

[3mz0mbi3]

Hiii! Can i ask a Yandere Tmnt 2012(team up or any character of your choice) with a villain darling that works for shredder?

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐 . ˙— Hello! I really liked this plot, You didn't clarify why you would like it but I want to believe what you were referring to headcanons and I was thinking a lot about doing it about the team but I couldn't help but choose to do it about my pookie April

!¡ TW; Yandere Behavior

₊꒰ა APRIL O'NEIL 2K12 WITH A VILLAIN!DARLING ໒꒱₊

ESP

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Honestamente, no se preocupo por ti ni en lo mas mínimo en el inicio cuando las tortugas le hablaron sobre un nuevo enemigo al que se habían enfrentado recientemente, se preocupo mas por las heridas que les habías dejado a las pobres tortugas, no le emocionaba para nada el tener que toparse contigo menos cuando observaba los golpes que les dejaste a los chicos que ahora ella trataba con delicadeza.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Pero bueno, eso termino siendo un total cambio de 90° cuando realmente se topo contigo cara a cara.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Estaba haciendo guardia nocturna junto a Donatello (a insistencia de este) ya que ella quería demostrar que era adecuada para poder ir a misiones con las tortugas, no se esperaron ambos fue cuando se toparon contigo y Perrera, se suponía que debía luchar contra ti mientras Donatello se ocupaba de Perrera, pero en vez de eso no te podía despegar el de ti, tus ojos, tu cabello, tu rostro, tu voz, TODO de ti le llamaba la atención, fue desconcertante para ti ver como april estaba en una postura básica de Ninjutsu pero solo se te quedaba mirando con la boca abierta, solo trataste de atacar pero ahí fue cuando Donatello llegaba a su rescate y termino luchando contigo junto con Perrera mientras ella estaba parada a un lado completamente quieta tratando de procesar todo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ahora solo tenia un pensamiento sobre ti; ERAS MAJESTUOSO?!??! ella simplemente no te podía quitar el ojo de encima, se negaba a hacerlo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── “Santa chalupa...ahora te entiendo Leonardo”

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Creo que ahora sabia como se sintió Leonardo cuando por primera vez se había topado con Karai, solo que tu no eras su hermano perdido o algo por el estilo pero eso no significaba que no siguiera juzgando a Leonardo por enamorarse de Karai que ahora solo era un momento muy..raro muy raro y vergonzoso para Leo definitivamente ese fue su momento mas humilde.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ahora era aun mas insistente con acompañar a sus amigos en sus misiones con la esperanza de poder toparse contigo otra vez.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Era la primera vez que le gustaba una persona, ya que la mayoría de sus enamoramientos fueron en su pre-adolescencia y la mayoría eran cantantes, por lo que realmente no sabia como reaccionar menos si eras su enemigo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Las veces que iba a las misiones definitivamente aprovechaba al máximo para tomar algunas fotos tuyas mientras luchabas contra una de las tortugas estando escondida en algún rincón o detrás de un edificio.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ahora no solo entendía a Leonardo, sino que también a Donatello, siempre supo sobre su cierto comportamiento obsesivo hacia ella pero realmente trataba de llevar bien las cosas como amigos pero ahora que ella tenia ciertos..sentimientos hacia a ti, era raro ya que ella actuaba ahora de la misma forma en la que lo hace Donatello cuando esta cerca de ella.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ella sabe que en el fondo eres una buena persona, pero muy, muy en el fondo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ella jamas te culpa a ti sobre ninguna de las atroces acciones que tu mismo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ella cree que al igual de Karai, Destructor también te esta manipulando y ella quiere ser tu salvadora.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── No puedo evitar terminar hablando sobre ti a Mikey, era con el que mejor tenia conexión y confianza de los cuatro hermanos, Mikey realmente no sabe que decir, solo esta preocupado por April y sus actitudes igual de raras que las de Donatello.

ENG

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── To be honest, she didn't care about you in the slightest at first when the turtles told him about a new enemy they had recently faced, he was more worried about the wounds you had left on the poor turtles. She wasn't at all thrilled to have to face you, especially when she observed the blows you had left on the boys that she was now treated delicately.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── But hey, that ended up being a total 90° turn around when she actually meet you face to face.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── She was doing night guard with Donatello (being the one that insisted to go with April) because she wanted to prove that she was fit to go on missions with the turtles, they both didn't wait was to meet you and Dogpound, she was supposed to fight with you while Donatello was in a figth with Dogpound, but instead she couldn't take his attention off you, your eyes, your eyes, your hair, your face, your voice, EVERYTHING about you caught his attention, it was confusing for you to see how April was in a basic ninjutsu pose but she just stared at you with her mouth open, you were about to attack but that's when Donatello came to her rescue and ended up fighting with you and Dogpound while she stood by completely still, trying to process everything.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── She Now have a only thought about you; AYOO-YOU WERE MAJESTIC?!??!! She just couldn't take her eyes off you, she refused to.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── “Holy chalupa…Now I can understand you better Leonardo”

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── I think she knew now how Leonardo had felt when he'd first met Karai, only you weren't his lost brother or anything, but that didn't mean she didn't still judge Leonardo for falling in love with Karai. That now it was just a very… weird, very very weird and embarrassing thing for Leo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Now she was even more insistent on accompanying his friends on their missions in the hope of meeting you again.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── It was the first time she liked a person, since most of her crushes were in her pre-teen years and most of them were singers, so she didn't really know how to react to you, much less when you were his enemy.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── the times when she was on missions (although she herself had snuck in) I definitely made the most of it to take some photos of you while you were fighting one of the turtles while she was hiding in some corner or behind a building

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Now she understood not only Leonardo but also Donatello, she had always known that he had a certain obsessive behavior towards her, but she had really tried to get along with him as a friends, but now that she had certain….feelings for you, it was feeling strange because she now behaved in the same way as Donatello when he was around her

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── She knows you're a good person deep down, but very, very deep down of your heart.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── She never blames you for any of your own actions.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── She believes that like Karai, Shredder is also manipulating you and she wants to be your savior.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── I can't help but end up talking to Mikey about you. He was the one she had the most connection and trust with of the four brothers., Mikey doesn't really know what to say, he's just worried about April and and her behavior was just as weird as Donatello's with her

NOTAS DEL AUTOR / NOTES

. ⊹˙ ── Me disculpo si mi ortografía no es la mejor.

. ⊹˙ ── I apologize for any mistakes I have, if some things don't make much sense or can be misinterpreted, my English is not very good.

[dotichmeinbens]

Leo saying "LIKE I SAID"

Mi oído en inglés en tan malo que pensaba que decía "Lacazette" lmao. Y honestamente, en medio de la marcha me di cuenta que me costaba distinguir entre "Like I said" y "Like ya'said". Tal vez el video debería durar más.

[belit0]

this is very cliche but- how would the uchihas be if their s/o told them to play the pocky game? 😈

honestamente, adoro como escribes y me encanta como te muestras, haces que escribirte sea tan cómodo TT cuidate mucho <D

gracias bebeee❣️❤️‍🩹 es lo que siempre intento, que la gente se sienta comoda y encuentre un lugarcito seguro aca 💫🛐

sentite libre de hablarme por privado y ser amiguitxs 👀💕

do love me some good cliche, tho i think two of these mf are way too pragmatic to understand

Indra

- He doesn't understand the game, before starting he eats the pocky. When (Y/N) explains it to him, he declines and finishes the whole box by himself.

Madara

- He understands, a little bit. Doesn't get the part about having to chew and actually stands still, surprised when (Y/N) finally kisses him.

Izuna

- Pretends not having enough speed just for (Y/N) to kiss him over and over again, until he finally accepts he can beat her and wins every round.

Obito

- He doesn't like the taste, but does it just to make (Y/N) happy. He plays as many rounds as she wants drinking a lot of water in between, but wins almost all of them.

Shisui

- Competitive from birth, Shisui devastates every pocky they put between their lips, devouring without giving (Y/N) time to react (Shunshin no Shisui, love.)

Itachi

- Gives his best, but is bad at the kind of games that don't require strategy or thinking. Loses almost every time, happy to kiss (Y/N).

[spitefulverse]

Unprofessional / Miguel O’Hara

Summary: You notice Miguel treats you better than others, it’s all hints, he can't take it anymore and uses you over your very own desk.

Warnings: Smut, cussing, bad Spanish, size kink, praise, dirty talk, breeding kink kinda, short fic. NOT PROOFREAD 2k words, All spanish phrases are translated, pet names are not, they are pink, they can mean many things, up for interpretation.

There he was, the man, the myth the legend, standing way too confidently in the circle, doing god knows what with that way too advanced tech, one hand resting on his hip as his face contorted in focus, cheeks defined and eyebrows furrowed. His red stare suddenly landing on you, one brow quirking as his lip curved into a small smirk. Fuck, the sense..tingle, thing. Too many different names for it now.

He trudged over to you, not feeling the slightest bit threatened as you tried to scurry away, his pace staying the same, catching up with you anyway. "Y/n" He placed both of his hands on his waist, his usual stance, his crimson gaze sauntering over your frame, making you feel so much smaller than you actually are, but fuck, he was huge. You stopped in you tracks, sighing.

"o'hara" You nodded, trying to not acknowledge how tight his suit was, like who seriously decided spidermen would wear spandex.

"Hm, i need to see you later, could i just come by or are you busy at all? No estás ocupada, ¿verdad, guapa?" (t:You aren't busy, are you pretty?) He considered you high up in his ranks of workers, you had your very own office, a door and everything, you were one of the ones he would occasionally entrust with his tasks while he did important things. Sometimes, you thought there was a chance you were special to him, but you never let that thought get out of hand

"Well, I'm helping someone at one, so you can come before or after" You stated, breathing in and straightening your back, trying to keep composure under his deathly intimidating gaze.

"How about two then?" He asked, crossing his thick arms over his chest, leaning onto one leg and looking over your figure subtly. "could you-" you started.

"Cool, thanks cariño" He cut you off, web slinging back onto the circle and instantly getting back to work, not one for procrastination, you huffed in light annoyance and walked to your office like an ordinary citizen, swearing his eyes were on you again.

At two on the dot, a knock sounded on your door, luckily just as you finished up with the task at hand, you sat up, tidying up your desk a little as you responded "Come in!"

The familiar man stepped in, ducking under the door before shutting it behind him and glancing around as he wandered over to you. Never a minute late, you thought.

"O'hara" You greeted and he nodded, that stern face of his the same as usual, pupils seeming a little larger as he looked at the seat opposite you before looking at you. His eyes flicked between the two before he decided on standing, looking down at you, seeming an even more unfair height difference as you sat, looking up at him with accidental doe eyes.

"So, i needed to get updated reports on earth 616, and a few more, also, i need you to fill in the graphs for the earth 138, i saw a bunch of mistakes when Hobie did it..Es un idiota, no puedo… honestamente no puedo…" (t: He is such an idiot, i cannot- i honestly cannot..) He explained, his tone serious, as usual, his look worse, his eyes boring holes into you, except when he mumbled about Hobie, his focus shifting.

"Couldn't have sent that in an email?" You asked and he rolled his eyes "Unless you need something else" You stood up, gently striding over to your own printer with confidence, brushing your shoulder against his side. A month or tow ago, you begged him for your own printer, sick of sharing, weirdly, he complied. He argued 'it will speed things up, you do most of the work around here anyway, they all just print off spider memes' but again, you hoped you were just special to him.

You bent down lightly to grab the paper that printed, not knowing how crazy you were sending him, he cleared his throat "Like what?"

"Just wanna spend time with your fav coworker" You teased, glancing over your shoulder, smirking playfully, he shook his head and looked away from you, leaning on your desk "Thats funny, Angelito"

"Ah don't lie, Mig'..you enjoy spending time with me" You walked back over, heels clicking gently, you placed the papers on the desk, leaning on it beside him.

"Do I? Yeah?" He Snickered, tone sarcastic, you smiled, knowing deep down, he did. "Ah, you know you wish you could hide out in here" You shrugged and he turned just slightly, tilting his head so he could see you, your gaze facing forward.

"Hm? really?"

"Yeah, i mean no one bothers me, i can do whatever, i could get away with murder, especially with the way you treat me"

"Hows that Princesa?" He squinted, licking his lips, you found yourself growing nervous under his gaze again, facing him. "Don't lie Miguel, You treat me different"

"So what? Say i do give you the special treatment, pretty, what does that mean?" He asks, the nickname making the air feel thick, lifting a large hand to brush under your jaw, his scarlet stare almost burning as he lifted your head with just his forefinger.

"You tell me.." You mumbled, barely above a whisper and he glanced at the door once before mumbling "mierda" and smashing his lips to yours, his soft lips moving perfectly against your own, like the connection that had you had both needed, an exasperated sigh escaped you into the kiss, your hand pressing against his muscular chest, nails digging into his suit slightly as he hummed, his other hand sliding to the curve of your ass.

He squeezed the plush of it before lifting you onto your desk, his other hand keeping you as close as possible until you pulled back, breathless, he looked at you, his ruby orbs scanning over your frame as you looked at him in slight shock. He reached his hand to your shirt and quickly unbuttoned the material, flinging it off your shoulders, his tan, rough hands gently cascading over your shoulders.

He leaned down to gently kiss over your skin, lips brushing over the skin of your shoulder, teeth touching at your bra strap before he sucked at the skin of your collarbone, a whine falling out of you. His scarred hands sliding to your back to undo your bra, it popping off with ease as he carefully removed it from your body like you were artwork. He licked a stripe over the skin he had just abused, blowing cool air onto the mark, making you shiver, whimpering lightly at the feeling. He moved back to admire you "Dios, tan caliente.." He bit down on his bottom lip, looking up to meet your view. Your cheeks felt hot as you looked at him, his hair falling over his face messily, eyes half lidded, lips plumper than usual.

"Wanna take you here, right here princesa" He grinned slightly and you nodded eagerly, leaning to pepper kisses along his jaw as he clicked at his watch. His head tilted back ever so slightly in pleasure, giving you more access to his neck, gently sucking and biting at it, hoping to leave a mark as easy as he did. With a click or two his suit grew loose and he hummed in pleasure, leaning back from your mouth "I'll get carried away, muñeca"

You nodded, smiling shyly, helping him pull down his suit, making sure to brush your fingertips over the skin of his arms, abs and legs, noticing the goosebumps that appeared on his tan skin. Fuck he was toned, like everywhere. He stood in just black boxers and you couldn't help yourself, fingers tracing his abs. He chuckled in amusement "Mm, while that feels good baby, we can't waste time" he took your hands in his, kissing both before placing them at your sides.

You were about to pull down your skirt but he was quick to stop you "Ah!-ah, keep it on, it's barely a skirt anyway" He teased, standing in front of you, veined hands gliding over your thighs, pushing your skirt up and smirking "fuck, cariño, when you bent over, it was so hard not to slam you against the printer right then and there" His words sent a shiver down your spine and you smirked.

"I was hoping it'd have that effect" You kissed his jaw and he tutted, gripping at the plush of your thighs "So unprofessional" His large hand slid between your legs, pushing your thighs apart "Gonna get you ready for me, yeah?" He reassured and you nodded eagerly, biting down on your lip as you felt his thumb rub a gentle circle into your inner thigh before pushing your small panties to the side.

"Fuck" He cursed under his breath, his middle finger sliding down your slit "so fucking wet, perdóname" (t:forgive me). He circled your clit with his thumb, applying pressure to the sensitive nub before pushing his thick finger into you, you gasped quietly at the feeling, eyes fluttering shut. He watched you with deep eyes, finger pushing in an out of you, curling to meet your g spot in heavenly ecstasy, before adding another the second he felt you were ready. "mierda..can't take it baby, bend over" he pulled his fingers out of you, wiping your slick on your thigh.

Instantly, you did as told, bending over your desk, arching your back slightly so you were on show for him, he groaned at the sight and pushed your skirt over the plump of your ass, tugging your panties down to your thighs. You could hear him sorting out his boxers and the anticipation built up more and more with every second, you found yourself wriggling against the desk, squeezing your thighs together. "Such a pretty sight baby, you that desperate huh? want y cock that bad?"

"mhm" You whined, clenching around nothing eyes screwed shut in desperation, he moaned softly at the sight and nodded. "yeah?"

"yes! Miguel, please!" You whined and he snickered, his hand smoothing over your ass, the other helping line his cock up with your hole "Good girl" He commented, pushing his tip into you before grunting "This tight cunt gonna fit me baby?"

"yes..miggy, yes please, promise it will" You mumbled, words barely coherent, grinding against him, he chuckled, pushing into you, the pressure new, never being filled so deep, a high pitched moan left you as his hips met your ass, his hand soothingly rubbing your waist "That's it, good girl, take me so well..tan hermoso" He spoke, sounding kind but choked, as if he himself was struggling to hold back. After a moment, he began to move, his hips snapping back to meet yours with every thrust, filling you each time, one hand slid under you, pressing at your lower stomach with enough pressure to angle you more, his thrusts hitting your g-spot perfectly.

He seriously knew how to please a woman, his other hand rubbed at your clit, his body meeting yours at a quick but powerful pace, squelching noises filling the room as you both grew hot and sweaty, not once had a man ever made you feel so good and no one would ever top this. "santa mierda" He groaned, if you could see him, his eyes are shut, mouth agape, moaning out in pleasure, head back, neck exposed.

"Mig- I'm..I'm close" You panted out, gripping at your desk as your stomach tightened, the feeling so familiar yet new. He nodded "Same, princesa, coño..Cum, cum on my cock baby" He pumped into you a few last times, his finger rubbing roughly at your overstimulated clit, making you gush all over him, moaning out. He groaned in reaction, bucking his hips once or twice as he came into you, filling you with his cum. Both of you were breathless, he pulled out after a minute and finally sat in that chair that was offered a while ago.

You looked to him before collapsing onto his lap, his arm wrapping tightly around your waist, panting and leaning your head into the crook of his neck. "Fuck..Miguel your amazing" You choked out, looking up to kiss him with a sheepish smile.

"I know, you feel fucking amazing baby" He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead "keep that cum in there, s'hot" He mumbled, looking between your eyes and lips, like he couldn't decide. You nodded and he hummed "Your beautiful, mi corazón..I have to get back to work, but come see me when i'm finished hm?" He asked and you nodded, both of you rushing to get ready and clean up, trying to act normal.

As he stepped out the door he turned to you "No me hagas esperar, I'll see you at seven, y/n" He winked, leaving. (T: Don't keep me waiting)

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Im honestly sorry this was rushed, could this maybe be a two parter? not a clue.

[munequitta]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀thank you so much for 100+ little dolls.

i think a lot of my ‘popularity’ ( aaa i don’t know how to word it properly so sorry ໒꒰ྀི ∩⸝⸝∩ ꒱ྀི১ ) probably came from blogs like @gigittamic and @fairytopea so thank you very much to them ♡

esp : creo que un gran parte de mi 'popularidad' ( aaa no sé cómo expresarlo correctamente, así que lo siento ໒꒰ྀི ∩⸝⸝∩ ꒱ྀི১ ) probablemente provino de blogs como @gigittamic y @fairytopea así que muchas gracias a ellas ♡

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀A SPECIAL THANK Y♡U T♡ D♡LLS :

eng : i was so very happy but also confused to see that my posts started getting 100 or more notes after a few days and honestly ? i don’t feel like i deserve but ? thank you ૮꒰ྀི つ˘ `⸝⸝ ꒱ྀིა i’m so so grateful for everything oh my little heart 💗💗

esp : estaba muy feliz, pero también confundido al ver que mis posts empezaron a recibir 100 o más notas después de unos días y honestamente ? no siento que me merezco, pero ? gracias ૮꒰ྀི つ˘ `⸝⸝ ꒱ྀིა estoy tan agradecida por todo oh mi pequeñito corazoncito 💗💗

-milk ♡

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀L♡VELY BL♡GS ( FAVORITES ) :

@agsthv @baesol @bambicito @coralidos @fairytopea @gaecoo @gigittamic @ha-erins @iluvrei @jeonzio @jaes1lvr @khaer @lorlita @muruffin @plutism @p-oisn @raeceah @tookio @v6que @wiotas @yeonzzen @yeritos @y-vna + more 🎀

( sorry for tagging, let me know if you don’t like being tagged, i can remove it. / perdón por etiquetar, avísame si no te gusta que te etiqueten, puedo eliminarlo. )

if anyone needs a portuguese translation, let me know so that i can add one next time using a translator 🤍

[tomhardymyking]

“Tom was a teddy bear. He’s a sweetheart. He turned out really lovely. Honestly, he would walk on the set and give people hugs. Pretty much every time he came to set, he was like, ‘How ya doing, mate? You alright?’ And then he’d give us all hugs. I loved him.” ❤️ — 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 team

D*mn, and then there were articles about the 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 filming that said 𝗧𝗼𝗺 was a rude and I don't know what other stories 🤦🏻‍♀️ I never liked the media and much less if they speak badly of him 😤

Anyway, new photos of 𝗧𝗼𝗺 behind the scenes, with 𝗔𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻 𝗕𝘂𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗿 💓!

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“Tom era un osito de peluche. Es un amor. Resultó realmente encantador. Honestamente, caminaba por el set y abrazaba a la gente. Casi cada vez que venía al set, decía: ‘¿Cómo estás, amigo? ¿estás bien?’ Y luego nos daría a todos abrazos. Le amaba.” ❤️ — El equipo de 𝑩𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒍𝒂 𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒔𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒐

J*der, y luego habían artículos sobre el rodaje de 𝑩𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 que decían que 𝗧𝗼𝗺 era un borde y no sé qué historias más 🤦🏻‍♀️ Nunca me han gustado los medios y mucho menos si hablan mal de él 😤

En fin, ¡nuevas fotos de 𝗧𝗼𝗺 detrás de escenas, con 𝗔𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻 𝗕𝘂𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗿 💓!

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[eliazspaceart]

ok, si, me gusta este tipo!

español honestamente no siento pena o vergüenza, en si realmente me gusta mucho Derek, en si, tiene mi atención muy PERO QUE MUY puesta en el, nunca jugué el juego (porque no tengo plata que irónico), pero en si tiene mi atención por el echo de que esta terminado y simplemente puedo ver fanarts o headcanos tontos, realmente me gusta, en si lo siento como algo confortante pero no para obsesionarme como un loco para simplemente dejarlo de lado, si no mas bien tiene mi atención de una forma mas inconsciente y no tan directa, tal vez sea por eso que pienso mucho en el de una forma sutil, en resumen este idiota esta viviendo en mi cabeza en secreto. ——— eng [made by google] Honestly, I don't feel any shame or embarrassment. In fact, I really like Derek. He has my attention very, VERY much focused on him. I've never played the game (because I don't have money, how ironic), but he has my attention because it's finished, and I can just look at fanart or silly headcanons. I really like it; it feels comforting, but not to the point of obsessing like a crazy person and then just dropping it. Instead, he has my attention in a more subconscious and not-so-direct way. Maybe that's why I think about him a lot in a subtle manner. In short, this idiot is living in my head secretly.

[pink-gladioli]

i love being bilingual because that means i can say whatever the hell i want and just tell my friends i cussed them out. i could say "te quiero mas de lo que pudieras imaginar, y honestamente no se quien fuera sin tenido te en mi vida" and be like "haha nah i just called you a dumbass in a fancy way" and what are they gonna do?? translate my speech irl??