#il est trop mignon

[meenoosart]

MEENOO's ART

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[majora-is-lurking]

Congrats Dapper! You just gained a mom 🐥🎩✨

Redrew this scene from one of Baghera’s stream, she was very happy 🥺💕 It’s so heartwarming to see them spending time together!

[wolfsnape]

J'espère que vous avez tous un pote qui vous dit "J'AI UN CADEAU POUR TOI MAIS C'EST UNE SURPRISE DONC JE PEUX PAS TE DIRE MAIS EST-CE QUE TU VEUX CONNAÎTRE TON CADEAU ???"

[ficuscircus]

HPI rewatch: 207, "55 kilos"

[aleksiev-lyuben]

Comment tu qualifierais ta relation avec Graham ?

Euh j'ai pas trop compris la question? Je la qualifierais d'une relation de couple si c'est ça que vous voulez dire. Et un couple trop trop chouette si ça aussi faut le qualifier!

[trustmeifyoudare]

moi: *essaye écrire dans mon cahier*

mon chat: ah, c’est mon lit!

[izzibeeb]

la petite ……………….

[malone-davis]

J'aime bien Dalone aussi, c'est plutôt mignon! Oh... tu crois qu'ils iraient jusque-là? J'ai un peu peur de ce qu'ils écriraient sur nous mais ça ferait une lecture du dimanche plutôt drôle à mon avis.

Ça se rapproche un peu de Danone quand même, j'espère qu'on sera pas mélangés avec des recherches sur des yaourts. Je me méfie de l'imagination des fans maintenant, j'ai déjà lu des choses vraiment... dérangeantes.

Oops?

Il semblerait que je l'ai encore fait... J'ai osé toucher l'épaule de mon garde du corps et maintenant la toile s'est enflammée. Pitié dîtes-moi que ça va s'essoufler plus vite cette fois-!

[solargeist]

bébé xelqua.......................................... il est trop mignon

[pioupioublanc]

Luigi Luigi Luigi Luigi Luigi 🎶

Sooo idk why but Tumblr put an adult rating on this post xD haha... I wanna die.

🇫🇷 Tradiction :

L : J-j’ai quelque chose d’important à dire avant que vous ne me mangiez.

L : M-mais c’est trop embarrassant de le dire à voix haute… Donc… S-si vous pouviez…

B : … Ne t’imagines même pas tenter quelque chose, le vert.

B : P*TAIN IL EST TROP MIGNON J’EN PEUX PLUS <— (une confusion royale)

[jules-and-company]

il a fait des mimes pour nous faire deviner nos citations

vous voyez je vous parlais de mon prof de lettres mais je vous ai jamais parlé de mon prof de latin (en alternance). ce gars-là est hyper chill, est content de voir ses élèves tous les matins, donne 74 citations latines à apprendre en disant « je sais que c’est dur mais ça va s’arranger *pense un instant* ah non attendez j’ai prévu de vous en donner 30 la semaine prochaine…. », fait des petits quizzs où il cache des vannes, rigole à ses propres vannes de merde, a globalement l’air d’un gamin heureux sapé toujours avec son vieux pull marron, est toujours là pour les débutants. l’autre jour je sortais de deux heures de latin avec mon autre prof (que j’aime pas) et je le croise dans l’escalier et j’étais assez fatigué pour pas avoir honte de dire un peu fort et avec un peu trop d’enthousiasme « OH MONSIEUR BONJOUR ! » et il m’a répondu avec un grand sourire, m’a maté deux minutes avant de demander « vous vouliez me dire un truc ? » « NON JE SUIS JUSTE CONTENT DE VOUS VOIR » et je vous jure qu���il avait l’air super heureux qu’on pense à lui. j’aime ce mec

[boobo13cambridge]

Ay, Ay, Captain | Kylian Mbappé

Revised: 2023/03/27

Pairing: Kylian Mbappé x f.Reader

Kinks: big cock, praise, body worship, nippleplay, strength kink, size kink, spanking,  pussy spanking, dirty talk, sexy possessiveness, multiple orgasms (f. & m.receiving), creampies, squirting, overstimulation, cockwarming. 

Wordcount: 2.8k

A/N: Hello, everyone! This is the first ever smut I’ve ever published. Feel free to give me any sort of constructive criticism. This one is very smut heavy because I’ve been holding these ideas in my head for too long and just kinda wanted to blurt it all out 😅. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it! ❤️

Y/N waited excitedly in the stands with Kylian’s family, eager for the match to begin. She could feel the buzz of anticipation in the air as fans of both teams started chanting and cheering. The atmosphere in Stade Bollaert-Delelis was electric, with the energy of thousands of passionate supporters filling the stadium. Y/N couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the sights and sounds of the bustling stadium. Although the trumpets and drums were starting to give her a headache, the joy of watching Kylian lead the team out onto the field as captain overrode any discomfort. It was a chilly night, with the cold wind whipping her hair and freezing her cheeks, but she was glad for the extra layers she was wearing and the hand warmers Fayza had handed to her on the way to Lens.

“Est-ce que tu as toujours froid, ma cocotte?” Y/N heard Fayza ask her. ("Are you still cold, my dear?")

“Pas tant. Merci pour les réchauffe-mains.” ("Not really. Thank you for the hand warmers.")

“De rien, ma chère,” Fayza smiled, giving her a side hug. Just as Y/N was getting impatient, she saw the players coming out onto the field. She cheered with all her heart, filled with immense pride when she saw Kylian leading PSG onto the field with the yellow captain’s armband. The stadium erupted with cheers and chants as the match began. The energy in the air was palpable as the crowd roared with each move the players made. As the match progressed, Y/N's heart raced with every goal Kylian scored. The stadium was alive with excitement as the star captain made history, scoring five goals and breaking records. Y/N couldn't contain her pride and joy as she watched her boyfriend lead his team to victory. She found herself shifting in her seat, pressing her thighs together, trying to ignore the sudden dampness between them caused by the excitement of the game. She prayed that Kylian's mom didn't notice her fidgeting amidst the electrifying atmosphere of the stadium.

After the game, she waited for her boyfriend near the locker room, absentmindedly playing with the ring on her pinkie. Hearing the deep cheers and laughter coming from down the corridor, she straightened up, feeling her heart beat faster. As soon as she saw Kylian turn the corner, still dressed in his kit, she launched herself at him, and he barely caught her as she peppered his face with kisses, much to the amusement of the other players. She heard some whistles but ignored them as Kylian whispered in her ear with his deep voice, “Mmm, quelqu’un est content de me voir.” ("Mmm, someone's happy to see me")

“Je suis tellement fière de toi, bébé”, she said, holding his face between her hands and planting a soft kiss on his lips. He returned the kiss, trying to deepen it when he heard Sergio scream, “Oy! Get a room.” Cheeks red-hot, Y/N let go of Kylian. Amused, he planted a soft kiss on her forehead. He pulled back and looked at her with soft eyes. “Ils sont tous pour toi, mon amour.” She tilted her head, looking at him questioningly. “Les buts, bébé, je les marque pour toi,” he clarified. 

("They're all for you, my love."

"The goals, baby, I score them for you.")

Feeling shy, she lightly kissed his rough cheek. “T’es trop mignon, Kyky.” ("You're so cute, Kyky.") Scoffing, her boyfriend looked at her, one of his hands tangling in her hair and the other slowly sliding down to grab her ass. “Mignon? Tu penses que je suis mignon?” He gave her a smouldering look while she felt her breath deepen. ("Cute? You think I'm cute?")

She rested her two palms on her chest, leaning into him slowly, when all of a sudden someone shouted Kylian’s name from the locker room. Kylian let out an annoyed groan when he saw it was Galtier calling him. Patting him on the chest with a loving smile, she reassured him. “Go celebrate with your teammates, bébé. I’ll see you at home.” Sighing in defeat, he kissed her one last time on the lips, and with a quick slap on her ass, let her go after making her promise to reach home safely.

Y/N steps into the bathroom and turns on the hot water, letting the steam engulf her. She takes a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of jasmine from her soap. She lathers up her washcloth, working up a rich lather, and starts to scrub every inch of her body. She takes special care to clean every crevice, knowing that Kylian appreciates her attention to detail. She rinses off the soap and reaches for her exfoliating scrub, using it to slough away any dead skin cells. She revels in the feeling of smooth, silky skin, knowing it will feel heavenly under the touch of Kylian's hands.

After the shower, Y/N takes her time applying her favourite lotion, enjoying the way it leaves her skin feeling soft and supple. She walks over to her closet and takes out Kylian's favourite lingerie set, the red lace delicate against her skin. She slips into the matching silk robe, feeling luxurious and sexy. She walks over to the dresser, where she lights a few candles, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere in their shared bedroom.

As she hears Kylian's footsteps coming up the stairs, her heart starts racing with anticipation. She bites her lip, feeling the dampness between her thighs. She knows that Kylian will appreciate the effort she has put in, and she can't wait to see his reaction. She lies down on the bed, propped up on one elbow, waiting for him to enter.

As he walks in, he stops dead in his tracks, his eyes locked on her. She sees his gaze travel down her body, taking in every inch. She can feel the heat of his gaze on her skin, and it sends shivers down her spine. She gives him a coy smile and asks, "Do you like what you see?" 

Kylian shoots her a lustful look and stalks toward her like a predator, his eyes smoldering with desire. He wraps his hand around her neck and lightly squeezes, causing her to whimper. "Oh bébé, I love what I see. Look at you dressed up so pretty for me, hmm." He leans down and softly traces her lower lip with his tongue. Y/N feels a wave of pleasure wash over her as she lets out a soft moan, wanting him to take her, to claim her as his own.

Y/N lets out a small whine. "Please... don’t tease..." Smirking, he pulls back and clicks his tongue. "You're mine tonight, mon amour. You'll only take what I give you, compris?" Looking into his eyes, she can see the unspoken question in them. Oh God, high off the victory against Pays de Cassel, he is in one of those moods. Feeling her mouth dry, she quickly gulps and nods her head, willing to play his game.

Giving her a quick peck on the forehead, he unwraps his hand from her neck and pulls on the string tying her robe together. He lets out the deepest groan, seeing her dressed in his favorite lingerie. He slides the robe from her shoulders and places sloppy kisses from her right shoulder all the way to her neck. Y/N places her hand at the back of his head and moans his name. Kylian feels himself harden as his hands roam her body, squeezing her hips and waist, finally settling down on her ass and giving it a harsh squeeze.

Y/N feels her panties getting completely soaked as she lets out the prettiest whines, feeling the pleasure run through her body as Kylian leaves a trail of hickeys on her neck. She knows it's going to be such a hassle covering them up before leaving for work the day after tomorrow, but she can't be bothered to stop him as it feels so good. Pulling back, her boyfriend turns them around so he sits on the bed with her between his legs. He pulls her close and trails kisses up her stomach, groaning, "Putain, bébé. You're so fuckin' beautiful." She throws her head back and presses his face closer to her body. 

Kylian trails his finger delicately along the band of her panties and snaps it. The slight pinch brings some sense back into her as she lowers herself to her knees. "Bébé, what are you doing?" Kylian asks, frowning. "You played so well today, Kyky. I want to do this for you, please," she looks at him with big eyes, and as usual, he can never say no to her. He feels himself harden even more at the sight of her with her bitten lips and neck filled with hickeys he placed himself.

Nodding, he widens his legs a little bit more so she can kneel comfortably between them. "Take my cock out, princesse." His order sends a shiver down her spine as she carefully takes him out of his grey sweatpants. He lifts himself up a little to help her. Pulling his member out, she presses her thighs together as she feels her pussy clenching emptily, seeing it look so hard and swollen, the tip already leaking with beads of precum.

"Vas-y, bébé. Lick the tip," he commands, and she eagerly complies, wanting nothing more than to please her man after seeing him play such an amazing game. She kisses the tip of his cock and slowly licks it, tasting his slightly salty precum. Y/N hears him groan above and feels his hand tangle in her long hair. "Fuck, bébé." Wanting to pleasure him even more, she licks him from the base of his cock all the way to his tip while fondling his heavy balls. 

Kylian lets out the prettiest moans she's ever heard, which boosts her ego. "Put me in your mouth, mon amour. I wanna feel your mouth." Taking a deep breath, Y/N takes him into her mouth while sucking in her cheeks so she doesn't bite him with her teeth. "Agh, putain de merde, bébé. Tu me rends fou," he exclaims, looking down at her. ("Agh, fucking shit, baby. You're driving me insane.")

The sight alone almost makes him lose his mind. There she is, the love of his life, looking like the filthiest angel with his cock stuffed in her mouth and saliva dripping down her chin. Wanting to see his girl choke on his dick, he gently pushes her head forward, and the feeling of his big cock in her tight throat makes his eyes roll back in pleasure.

Y/N tries to breathe from her nose as he thrust down her throat. She can feel tears streaming down her eyes as he increases his pace. Just as he feels his stomach tightening, Kylian pulls her off his cock, not wanting to cum unless he’s deep in her pussy. Gathering his breath, he quickly pulls her off the floor and onto his lap, her pantie-clad pussy immediately settling over his hard, wet cock, her knees on either side of his body. Y/N whimpers as Kylian takes in the sight of her teary eyes and swollen mouth. “Je t’aime, princesse”, he whispers, kissing her hard on the mouth, slipping his hot wet tongue into her mouth as he unclasps her bra. 

He immediately fondles her breast and pinches her nipples causing them to harden even more as she lets out the most cock-hardening moans. Holy fuck, Kylian feels like his gonna burst. Her sounds were driving him crazy as he gently rocked her against his cock. He breaks away from their kisses and a string of saliva follows his actions, as he trails kisses down her chest and envelops one of her nipples in his warm mouth. Y/N lets out a strangled moan and presses on the back of his head so he can take more of her tit in his mouth. She was so wet. She needed him inside her now. “Please, Kyky. I want you inside me. I’m so wet”, she begged desperately. Feeling a sting her ass, she felt Kylian leave her breast and wrap a strong hand around her throat. “What did I tell you, bébé?”  She was so horny, she could barely string two words together “I…I.. don’t know.” 

Kylian looked at her in mock sympathy “Aww, is my princess so desperate, she can’t remember, hmm?”

“Kyy…, s’il vous plaît…”

Shaking his head, he trails the hand that wasn’t wrapped around her throat down her stomach, cupping her pussy through her thong. She was so wet, she knew he could feel it. “I told you’ll only take what I give you, n’est-ce pas?” He says spanking her pussy. She squirms in his hold desperate for any kind of friction, looking at him with pleading eyes. “Look at this pussy, bébé. So wet for me.” With one last spank, he quickly pushes her panties aside and slips in two fingers. “Kylian!” she moans throwing her head back at the sudden intrusion. “Take it, princesse” He thumbs her clit and attaches his mouth to her other nipple. She feels her stomach tighten as her pussy flutters nonstop around his fingers. “Fuck…Ky..I’m gonna cum…”

She immediately regrets saying anything as he pulls his fingers out. "No! Why did you stop?" she whines at him, rocking her hips against him to chase her denied orgasm. Kylian stills her and gets up with her legs wrapped around his lean waist. "Don't be such a spoiled brat, bébé. You cum only with my cock inside you." She looks into his dark eyes and pouts at this unfairness. At that moment, Kylian swears he fell just a little bit harder for her. He throws her on the bed and takes off his sweater, followed by his sweatpants and boxers. The sight of his delicious physique causes another rush of wetness to leave her pussy. 

As Kylian strides towards their bed, Y/N can't help but admire his chiseled physique. The way his muscles ripple with each movement, his defined abs and the veins that run along his biceps, all add to his irresistible charm. And then there are his thighs - thick, powerful, and capable of propelling him forward with lightning speed on the pitch. 

He crawls up the bed and grabs her ankle, trailing kisses up her smooth legs. He stops right where she needs him the most and blows hot air on her leaking core. Y/N whimpers as he licks her over her panties. Wanting to taste her, he takes off her panties and immediately sucks on her clit, causing her to arch her back and grip the sheets. Y/N can't stop moaning and squirming, causing Kylian to clamp an arm around her stomach to pin her. She feels the familiar ball of pleasure building inside her as Kylian inserts a finger in her wet pussy. 

Just as she's about to let go, he pulls away. "Ky! Please, please, I need to cum." Taking pity on her, Kylian slowly climbs up her body and places his arms at either side of her head, pecking her lips and tear-stained cheeks. "Shh, be patient, bébé. I'll give you everything you need, oui? No need to beg me, princesse. You're doing so well. Spread your legs for me, mon ange."

Y/N widens her legs to accommodate his large body and feels the large head of his cock sliding through her lips as he taps her clit with the tip of his cock. She feels like she’s about to lose her mind with his teasing. Just as she’s about to protest, he shoves his cock inside her swollen pussy, the wetness making him glide in easily. Inch by inch, she feels him stretch her, her pussy clamping down on him, making her release the shakiest moans. God, his cock was always too big for her. Kylian buries his head between her neck and growls, “Fuck, that’s it bébé.” He slowly bottoms out, “pussy always so fucking tight for me.” He slowly thrusts into her.

“Ky… Kylian”, you let out.

“Oui, bébé?”

“You’re so… so big… fuck I can’t…”

Pulling back from her neck, he slowly lifts her ass to deepen the angle. "You can take it, bébé. You're my girl, aren't you?" Y/N desperately holds onto his biceps as he quickens his thrusts. "Yes, Ky, I'm yours," she cries out. Keeping his cock still inside her, Kylian pulls back and grabs her legs, practically bending her in half. This angle allows him to find her G-spot, which causes her to scream, "I'm gonna cum! Fuck, Kylian!" She feels the walls of her pussy frantically clamping down on him. The wet sounds of their brutal fucking fill the room as Kylian increases his pace and rubs her clit to give her the orgasm he denied her twice. "Cum on my cock, bébé. I wanna feel you soak my cock." 

As Kylian continues to pound into her, Y/N can't help but admire him. His broad shoulders and defined chest glisten with sweat, and his abs ripple with each movement. She runs her hands over his biceps, feeling the strength and power beneath his skin. But it's his face that truly captivates her - the way his dark eyes look down at her with such intensity and passion, the way his lips curve into a smirk as he brings her closer to the edge. 

Just like that, the knot in her stomach releases as she writhes and trembles underneath him. His balls continue to slap her ass as his strong, thick thighs bruise her soft skin. He fucks her through her orgasm, the constant pounding to her G-spot causing her to cry out due to the overstimulation.

"Ky, please, I'm so sensitive," she wails.

"You were meant for this, bébé," he spits, leaning down to slot his mouth over hers, causing him to slide even deeper. "So fucking take it."

She feels a weird pressure building inside of her, and she tries to warn him, but it explodes. There's ringing in her ears, and white-hot pleasure sears through her body. All she hears is Kylian in the background, "Ah, putain. You squirted, bébé. Fuck, that's it. I'm gonna cum. Shit." She sobs as her pussy feels overstimulated. She desperately claws at his back. "Ky, please, it's too much."

"Just a little bit more, bébé. I'm almost there," he groans.

After three more strokes, Kylian comes inside her pussy, painting her walls with his hot cum. This triggers a mini-orgasm from Y/N, her pussy milking his cock of every last drop. "There we go, bébé. I want that pussy to milk every drop of my cum,” he moans in her ear.

Gently lowering her legs, Kylian rolls over with care so as not to crush her delicate form, still keeping his softening member deep inside her. Their labored breaths echo through the room as he tenderly strokes her hair, gazing into her eyes with a look of pure adoration. "Ma princesse, are you alright?" he asks, his heart racing beneath her ear. She can feel the love radiating off him, and despite her exhaustion, she feels a sense of warmth and comfort envelop her.

"Tu m'as tuée, Kyks, sérieusement", ("You truly killed me, Kyks") Y/N whispers, struggling to catch her breath. Chuckling, Kylian presses a soft kiss on the crown of her head, holding her close to his chest. "Sleep princesse, I’ll take care of you," he murmurs, his voice filled with tenderness. "Je t'aime."

Exhausted and on the brink of slumber, Y/N presses her lips to his chest and murmurs, "Je t'aime plus, tête de noisette." Kylian laughs softly and playfully spanks her, relishing the feel of her warm body against his. As her breathing gradually evens out, he gazes out of the window at the glittering lights of Paris, his heart full of contentment. Just a few weeks ago, he had suffered a crushing loss at the World Cup, but now, with the love of his life in his arms and a record-breaking victory under his belt, he feels at peace. ("I love you more, hazelnut head." )

[je-suis-ronflex]

Quentin et un autre prof d'anglais : le revival

Il y a genre 2 semaines, j'étais de loge d'un examen d'anglais (en gros j'étais dans une salle pour accueillir les candidats et 2 profs dans la salle d'à coté faisaient passer les oraux) et parmi les deux profs d'anglais, il y avait une prof avec qui je m'entends hyper bien, qui est adorable et y avait un autre prof d'anglais hyper mignon que je n'avais jamais trop vu parce qu'il partage son service entre mon lycée et un autre établissement Du coup ça se passe bien on rigole bien et voilà. A chaque fois qu'on se croise, le prof d'anglais me fait des grands sourires, des coucous etc je pense qu'il est dans mon équipe hein bref je trouve ça sympa et je le croise mardi pour lui montrer mes super belles chaussettes avec la reine Elizabeth II et ça le fait beaucoup rire et il les valide

Du coup je me suis dit que j'allais tenter de le pécho, de voir ce que ça donne mais je ne sais pas comment l'aborder. Et c'est pas hier, je passe en salle des profs pour discuter vite fait avec la madame prof d'anglais qui me sort "oui Quentin avec les autres profs d'anglais on se fait un restau ensemble mais comme je t'aime bien et que tu t'entends bien avec nous ça te dirait de te joindre à nous ??" et j'étais là en mode "OUI avec plaisir" et j'arrive à demander indirectement si le prof d'anglais en question sera là et elle me confirme que oui du coup intervention divine je vais pouvoir manger avec eux ça va être cool

Je suspecte légèrement que cela soit un gay-tapant (riez svp la blague m'a fait rire) et que je sois invité parce que potentiellement je peux plaire au monsieur prof d'anglais MÊME SI je m'entends effectivement très bien avec les autres profs d'anglais donc je ne veux pas me faire de films

[chifourmi]

On s'est appelés pour de nouveau mettre les choses au clair. C'est trop bien de communiquer avec lui purée. C'est tellement sain.

Puis plus on parle, plus je me rends compte qu'il a toutes les solutions à mes problèmes. Je suis quelqu'un qui a besoin d'être beaucoup rassurée, ça lui fait plaisir de me rassurer. J'aime trop qu'il prenne soin de moi (#daddyissues) et il l'a fait dès le début automatiquement. Je suis cucul et il aime ça mdr. En fait il m'a dit que même mes défauts étaient mignons. C'est trop chou je peux être à 100% moi-même, il est trop fan de moi 😭

(22/06/2024)

[tearsofbriseis]

Vroom

Voici Vroom, il est né borgne.

Je l'ai adopté il y a quelques jours, et il est en train de me changer la vie. Je souffre de dépression, et je pense qu'il est en train de me sauver. Je suis obligée de me lever, de m'occuper de lui, de sortir. Je n'ai plus envie de passer mes journées au lit à vouloir dormir en permanence pour oublier ma vie.

Son éleveuse pensait que personne ne voudrait de lui à cause de son "handicap", on l'a insultée, on lui a dit que c'était de sa faute. Mais ça arrive. Les gens veulent des chiens parfaits m'a t-elle dit, mais... il est parfait. Il est gentil, attentif, curieux, joueur. Il adore les autres chiens, les gens, et les voitures. Il utilise la chatière comme un chat, d'ailleurs il aime les chats aussi.

Si vous voulez suivre ses aventures, je lui ai crée un petit compte tiktok parce qu'il est trop mignon voilà ♥

[diapered-dav]

Mon achat du jour. Il est pas mignon mon biberon Mickey ? Trop bien ce matin en couche devant les dessins animés en buvant mon biberon.

My purchase of the day. Isn't my Mickey feeding bottle cute. I'm so happy this morning in diaper in front of cartoon with my bottle.