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[nina-ya]

saw your request for NSFW requests, so what about embarrassed law during sex, either from your teasing or him getting in his own head?

a/n: hi!! i have no words other than I simply wrote this with one hand Pairing: Law x AFAB Reader WC: 2k CW: NSFW MINORS DNI edging, heavy teasing on readers' part, p in v sex, creampie • masterlist • ko-fi • discord server •

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The atmosphere between you and Law is thick, suffocating in the most delicious way, every inhale saturated with the musky, electric tension that neither of you can ignore. It clings to your skin, heavy and hot, a cocktail of anticipation that threatens to shatter with every passing second. Law sits rigidly beneath you, body coiled tight and taut. His breathing is shallow and uneven, as though he is struggling to keep himself together, but the faint tremor in his frame gives it away that he is barely holding on. 

Your lips skim the curve of his throat, tracing a path. The salty tang of his sweat mingles with the heat radiating off his feverish skin, and you can feel the frantic thrum of his pulse beneath your lips. He swallows hard when you linger at his collarbone, the sound audible over his labored breathing.

“Don’t be so shy now, Law,” you murmur, voice dripping with honeyed mockery, each word a tease curls into his skin. “Tell me what it is you want.”

His jaw tightens, lips pressing into a thin, stubborn line, but his hips tell you everything you need to know with that subtle twitch giving away his need. You pull back just enough to see the struggle etched across his face; the sharp features contorted, frustration flashing in those eyes as he struggles against your words and actions. 

“Are you okay there, Captain?” you tease, the lilt of your voice playful and cruel as your hand drifts lover, brushing against the hard, throbbing bulge against his jeans. His breath catches and a strangled sound rips from his throat as his hips jerk upward instinctively seeking your touch.

“No,” he grits out, voice tight, almost pained under the weight of his desperation. “I’m not okay.”

You hum in mock sympathy, letting your fingertips hover just above the waistband of his jeans, the ghost of your touch sending shivers down his spine. His muscles flex beneath your touch and his hands twitch at his sides, nails biting into his palms as if the faint pain might keep him from tearing you apart, to grab you and pull you closer, to make you give him what he so desperately craves. 

You finally grant him a taste of bliss, sliding your hand beneath the fabric. The moment your fingers wrap around his length and free him, a deep and broken groan spills from his lips. You can feel his hips buck into your palm in an attempt to seek more and you oblige, slowly stroking him in a rhythm that leaves him trembling. 

“Law…” you murmur, the name slipping from your lips like a taunt. “So needy… can’t even let me take my time with you, huh?”

The growl that tears from him is primal, raw, and the sound sends a thrill skittering down your spine. His chest rises and falls in shallow gasps and his body strains against his need for control. Every part of him is wound up and you can see it in the way his muscles strain, the way his hands are curled into fists by his sides, nails digging into the flesh of his palms, jaw locked, but even that doesn’t stop the desperate roll of his hips. 

You don't stop, your strokes gaining speed, grip tightening just enough to pull sharper and louder groans from him. The slick slide of his cock against your palm, the intoxicating weight of his desperation, and the sheer heat of his need sends a rush of heat blooming between your thighs, and you can’t help but tease him further, bringing him right there, so, so close to the edge.

and then you stop.

The sudden absence of your touch leaves him frozen and his entire body goes rigid as disbelief engulfs him. His lashes flutter as his eyes snap open, and the pained groan that escapes him is thick with yearning, a sound pulled from the deepest recesses of his frustration. 

Your sly smile only deepens as you rise onto your knees, letting the moment drag on a bit longer as you savor the way his chest heaves and his cock bobs against his abdomen. You settle over him, hovering just close enough that his swollen tip brushes against your folds, the sensation drawing a sharp hiss from his lips. His hands find purchase on your hips, grip tight as he fights the urge to just push you down onto him.

“Look at you,” you purr, voice dripping with wicked satisfaction as you slowly roll your hips just enough to let him glide against you. “So desperate… look at you leaking for me, Captain.”

The slick of your arousal coats whatever it touches and his head tilts back as he huffs out a shuddering breath. “Don’t… don’t do this right now,” he grits out, but the grip on your hips tightens contrasts his words. His body begs for you, even if his words don’t.

A wicked chuckle fills the air as you lean forward, lips brushing the shell of his ear. “Don’t what? Hmm? Say it…use your words…” you murmur, each syllable dripping with a playful cruelty.

Your teasing earns a sharp inhale, and you can feel the insistent press of the head of his cock nudging against you as he silently pleads for relief. “Stop teasing, damn it…” he finally says, voice cracking slightly. 

Finally, you give him mercy- or so you let him think. You position yourself, letting the bulbous head of his length press against your entrance. The stretch is exquisite as you begin to sink down, inch by inch, and you can feel every ridge and vein of him filling you completely. His reaction is immediate and visceral as his fingers bruisingly tighten on your hips and a broken moan tears from his throat as you take him inside. 

“Fuck–” he hisses through his teeth, eyes snapping shut as his chest rises and falls with erratic breaths. “You feel- goddamn it-”

You pause for a moment, letting yourself adjust, and you feel the way he is throbbing inside of you, every pulse of his need echoing through your body. A shiver races down your spine and you can’t suppress the moan that escapes your own lips.

When you finally start to move, it’s slow and torturous - even for you- as your hips rock against him in a rhythm that is designed to unravel him piece by piece. The friction is maddeningly perfect; Law’s teeth sink into his lower lip, biting hard enough to nearly draw blood. But when he bucks his hips upward, desperate to meet your movements, your hands press firmly against his chest as a silent warning that you are the one in control.

Each roll of your hips sends him hurtling towards the edge and his body tenses and strains as he fights to hold on. But it’s a losing battle. After just a few more devastating movements, his breath catches, and he gasps sharply as his entire body goes taut beneath you.

“Shit, I’m–” he gasps out, his words dissolving into a cry as his cum coats your walls in hot, pulsing waves. His entire body shudders, his hands slipping from your hips to clench at the sheets below you instead. He trembles beneath you and his chest heaves as he gasps for breath, completely unraveled.

You smirk down at him and your movements slow to a languid grind as he rides out the last tremors of his orgasm. He is a beautiful mess: his face is flushed, body is glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, and his eyes are glazed with lingering ecstasy. “Already?” you ask in a sickly sweet tone, leaning down so your lips hover just above his. “I thought you had more in you, Captain.”

A groan of embarrassment rumbles from him as he brings one hand up to cover his face, hiding the deep maroon that creeps across his features. “Don’t,” is all he mutters, the single word filled with exasperation.

Your soft giggle dances in the air at the simplicity of his request, but you are far from finished. Without missing a beat, you resume your movements, your hips rolling against his once again as you now aim to chaise your own pleasure. The shift pulls a sharp gasp from Law as a hint of overstimulation sets in, his wide, dazed eyes locking onto you.

“Still so hard…” you breathlessly murmur as you grind down against him with a renewed purpose. 

Your hips grind harder, chasing that molten spark of pleasure that is bubbling up in your core. The obscenely wet slide of his cock twitching inside of you only adds to the sensations. Your head tilts back as a soft moan slips from your lips as you lose yourself in the way his length drags against every sensitive spot inside of you. 

Beneath you, Law huffs out and groans beneath you, the sound barely registering in your blissed-out haze. “You’re… unbelievable,” he mutters though there’s no heat behind his words- just a breathless awe laced with exhaustion. 

Your eyes flutter open to meet his, and the sight steals what little breath you have left. Flushed cheeks, disheveled hair sticking to his damp forehead, and those slightly parted lips releasing the sweetest of noises all paint a picture of utter ruin. His chest heaves with labored breaths, and despite the tremor in his arms, his hands slide back up to your thighs, inked fingers curling around them possessively. 

“You don’t get to tap out,” you pant, the words leaving your lips with an airy, satisfied rasp. “Not when - fuck - not when I’m this close.” 

Law curses under his breath, and you can feel one of his hands release your thighs and trail downwards, fingertips caressing your stomach before dipping lower. The moment his thumb brushes against your clit, you shudder at the sharp and electric sensation. He begins circling the sensitive bundle of nerves with an agonizing precision as he matches the rhythm of your hips. 

“Like this?” he grunts out as the pad of his thumb works you with the right amount of pressure.

“Fuck-- Law” you gasp, your movements faltering for just a moment as the dual sensations overwhelm you. “That’s--”

“I know,” he cuts in, lips twitching into the faintest of smirks. “I’ve got you.”

Golden eyes never leave you, dark and brimming with intensity and his parted lips tremble with each ragged breath you are squeezing from him. Even now, he can’t help but admire how utterly breathtaking you look. Your body is moving over his with wild abandon, the sweet melody of your moans is filling the air, and every inch of you is burning with life. It’s a sight that he wants to sear into his memory.

 His free hand down to your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze as if coaxing you to let go, to shatter under his touch.

And you do. 

A sharp cry from his name bursts from you as your body jerks forward, tremors wracking your body violently with the sheer force of your orgasm. The waves of pleasure crest and wash over you until stars dance behind your closed eyelids. Your fingers dig into his chest as you ride the waves, your moans breaking into soft whimpers as the aftershocks ripple through you.

Law doesn’t stop and his thumb works at your oversensitive clit as he draws out every last shiver of your release until your thighs are shaking and weak pleas for mercy tumble out of you. Only then does he give you reprieve, letting his hands fall to your hips as you finally collapse against him, boneless and gasping for air. His arms wrap around you, equally spent as he presses a lazy affectionate kiss to your temple. 

“You’re insatiable,” he mutters, tone caught somewhere between fond exasperation and awe. 

You weakly laugh and your forehead rests against his shoulder as you try to catch your breath “And you love it.” 

“Yeah,” he murmurs in agreement, his hand lazily trailing up your sweat-slicked spine in a soothing caress as you both bask in the aftermath, tangled and entirely satiated. “I do.”

[coquitokisses]

Someone send me ideas to write something about Steve Rogers lmaooo/

Steve and the reader (agent) hate each other. She's close to becoming an avenger, but Steve doesn't like her cause she's really sassy and naughty, they end up getting paired in a mission together and get trapped 😉

Insufferable | Steve Rogers

Pairings: Steve Rogers x female!avenger reader

Word count: 3.4k

Warnings: language, mentions of claustrophobia and an anxiety/panic attack, it was supposed to be an enemies-to-kinda lovers but I didn’t really get to the “lovers” part so it’s an enemies-to-kinda friends-to-eventually kinda lovers I guess? Lmao

Summary: Steve doesn’t really get along with reader and they end up getting paired up in a mission. While they’re at it, they both get trapped in a room for a few minutes and reader is claustrophobic… but Steve doesn’t know that and when he sees her like that, it kinda changes how he feels about her

A/n: thanks to the person who sent me this! I hope you like it and I hope I was able to bring your idea to life! I honestly don’t know how I got this idea, but here we are lol (also, I’m not claustrophobic so everything I wrote was based off an article I read on google, so, sorry if it’s not accurate)

“I’m not going with her.” Steve said in a more serious tone as soon as he heard Fury telling him that he had to go on this mission with none other than you “Send me with Bucky.”

You and Steve have a complicated relationship. A very complicated one. He just can’t stand you, as simple as that. Ever since you started working at SHIELD, he never really got along with you because of your very outgoing personality. Steve would use the word “bratty” whenever he would complain to Bucky or Natasha about you saying that you always had a response to everything. They, of course, didn’t have a problem with you at all, in fact, you got along pretty well with everyone.

Except America’s sweet golden boy who apparently is a little uptight and he just simply doesn’t know how to have fun.

“You’re in no position to give orders, miss Y/L/N will be assisting you in this mission, end of discussion.” Fury replied

“Just send Sam, hell, send Scott for all I care.” Steve said, almost praying, begging to god that Fury changed his mind and changed his partner for this mission

“No and no, I need Wilson, he’s on another mission with Natasha and Barnes.” He responded

“What about Clint?”

“He’s having some well deserved family vacations. I want you and Y/L/N in the mission since you two are the most qualified to do it.” He said “You leave in 30 minutes, anything else?”

Steve just sighed. “No, sir.”

“Good, then I’ll see you for your mission report.”

After that, Steve left Fury’s office and just headed to the jet since he was already suited up knowing that the whole team was gonna be busy today. Once he got there, he saw you talking to one of the guys from comms and Maria.

“Excited to be paired up with moi, handsome?” You said once Steve was closer to you two

He rolled his eyes. “Thrilled.”

Maria chuckled. “This is gonna be so good.” She looked back at you “Good luck, I feel like you’re gonna need it.”

“Yeah, probably.” You sighed and then gave her a small smile “Thanks.”

(…)

“We go down the bridge, we go in from the sewers and then..” Steve was explaining the plan but you interrupted him

“I’m sorry, the sewers?” You lifted your head to look at him “I thought Fury said that we had easy access to this base.”

“This is easy access, there are no cameras, no sensors that could detect us and definitely no people.” Steve explained

“The base is abandoned.” You reminded

“What makes you think that they don’t have it under observation?”

You lift your hand and pinch the bridge of your nose softly. “I should’ve gone with Bucky and Nat.”

“Can I finish?” Steve looked at you

You sighed. “Go on.”

“Once we’re in, we just need to make our way to the office so we can get the files and get out.” He finished explaining “Questions?”

“Uh, yeah, we’re supposed to also grab some vials from the laboratory, how the hell are we gonna do that?”

“We can split up.”

“Split up? So you can leave me there?”

He shrugged. “Don’t tempt me.” He said lifting his head to look at you

You gave him a small sarcastic smile as you crossed your arms. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

“You go to the lab, I get the files, okay?”

You just nodded in response. Each of you got an earpiece and then walked out of the jet before heading down a hill, which was covered by snow, by the way, to get below the bridge. You managed to get to the sewers and with Steve’s help, you both got inside.

“I swear, Fury do this on purpose.” You let out a sigh

“I’m starting to think the same thing.” Steve replied

“Aw, what? Can��t be alone with me in the dark?” You turned around and he squinted when the flashlight you were holding hit his face

“You’re sick.” He rolled his eyes “And watch out, you’re gonna fall.”

“You’re worrying about me, that’s cute.”

“I’m not but unfortunately, I need you alive and well to get this over with.”

“Ouch.” Your brows furrowed a little “I know you hate me, no need to remind me.”

“Can we just get the mission done?”

You just rolled your eyes. “Aye aye, captain.”

You honestly didn’t really cared. You knew Steve didn’t like you since the very first day you started working with them. But there wasn’t really anything you could do, you got along with pretty much everyone else, except him. Which at first was obviously kinda devastating and made you feel like shit because the Captain America didn’t like you. You thought that it was something you had done or that you needed to change something. But with time you figured that it wasn’t, it was him, only him, who didn’t like you.

And yes, you knew that the main reason was because of your attitude and your personality, because apparently being a very outgoing person and a big extrovert was something that didn’t quite mix well with Mr. America. He sometimes compared you to Tony, which you didn’t mind at all, it was flattering really. The Tony Stark? That was a compliment.

You’ve tried to win him over but nothing has really worked so you kinda gave up. What else could you do? He wasn’t gonna change his opinion of you and honestly, you didn’t really cared.

You guys split up and you started searching for the lab while Steve went to take the files. Everything was dark, you could hear some water droplets falling from afar and you were already sweating.

“Alright, I got the files, where are you?” After a few minutes, Steve’s voice sounded through the earpiece

“I think I just found the lab.” You replied as you tried opening the door but it was stuck “You need to come open this fucking door because I can’t.” You wiped your hands on your pants

“I’m on my way.”

Steve was there in a few minutes and he helped you open the door so you could both get into the laboratory.

“They’re supposed to have a yellowish or a…” Steve started saying before you cut him off

“Or a reddish substance, I know, I paid attention during the meeting.” You said as you made your way into a room that was divided by a white plastic curtain

You used your flashlight and found the vials, they were on a shelf in a little box.

“I found them.” You announced walking towards the vials

You heard Steve’s footsteps behind you and then you got up in a chair that was there so you could grab the vials since they were pretty far. As soon as you picked up the box, both of you heard a noise coming from behind and when you turned around, right where the curtain was, a door closed trapping you both inside the room.

“You’re fucking kidding.” You said immediately getting off from the chair and leaving the vials on the table

Steve went and tried to open it by kicking it and punching it but it was useless. Not even a scratch on that door.

“Did I just trapped us in here?” You pressed the palm of your hand over your forehead

“Seems like it.” Steve replied letting out a frustrated sigh

You were hoping, praying to god that the door somehow opened.

“This can’t be fucking happening.” You said under your breath

You were claustrophobic and something about being trapped in a small room—just with your flashlights—that’s underground it’s not helping at all.

“There’s gotta be a button or something that can open the door from inside.” You heard Steve say but you were too busy trying to control your breathing so you don’t have a panic attack

You felt your hands sweaty and you could swear your heart was about to burst out of your chest. You left your flashlight on the table with shaky hands and decided to sit on the chair that you were standing just a few minutes ago.

You could hear Steve’s voice but to you it all sounded muffled and like he was talking to you from afar, when he was literally just a few feet away from you. You weren’t even paying attention and you couldn’t understand a word he was saying since you were too busy trying to calm yourself down.

“Hello? Are you even listening to me, Y/N?” That was the only sentence you heard loud and clear

“Oh my god, would you please just stop talking for a fucking moment?! I swear to god I’m about to pass out.”

He turned around to look at you, ready to start bickering with you about the way you just snapped at him, but when he saw that you had your face hidden in your hands and how fast you were breathing and the way you were shaking your leg. And not to mention, with that super hearing of his, he could hear your heart pounding.

“Are you okay?” He asked a little worried actually

“No! I’m not okay!” You blurted out with shaky voice

He has never seen you like this. You were always so bubbly and so active and talkative that it really surprised him to see you like this.

You took a deep breath before talking because you knew your voice was gonna come out shaky as hell again since you were trying very hard not to cry. “I’m having a little panic attack and I just need you to stay quiet for a moment until I can pull myself together, okay?”

“Uh.. can I do anything to help other than stay quiet?”

You sighed. “I don’t know and my mind really doesn’t want to think of something right now.”

A soft “okay” left his lips as he walked from one side to another trying to think of something that could help you. And then something popped up on his head.

He remembered that when Bucky was finally free from Hydra, he would still get nightmares and sometimes he would have anxiety, like, bad. Steve was always there to help him and he read somewhere online about techniques to help calm a panic or anxiety attack in case it’d ever get to that point. Luckily he didn’t but he did helped him with a few things he read.

Maybe he can help you too. And he really needs you to get this done, it’s not like he can just leave you behind.

“Okay, wanna do the 5-4-3-2-1 method?” He turned around to look at you

“I- I don’t know, what are you even talking about?” You lifted your head to look at him

“It’s like a grounding technique, it’s supposed to help you get distracted.” He explained “Wanna try it?”

“Whatever, I don’t know!” You sobbed covering your face again

“Okay, uh.. look at five objects.” He said

“Wh- what?” You looked at him “Steve, I-“

“Just do it, come on.” He moved his flashlight so the room could be more bright “Five objects.”

“Uhhh..” you were trying to take deep breaths while also looking around to find five objects “Um, the flashlight.” You pointed at your flashlight that was on the table

“Okay, give me another one.”

“The table.”

“Three more.”

“Uhh.. I don’t know.” You ran a hand through your hair, your eyes still scanning the room “Uh, the vials.”

“Good, give me another one.”

“The chair.” You muttered

“Only one more.”

“Um..” you swallow “I don’t know, my boots?”

“Okay, that was good.” He nods “Now listen to four different sounds.”

“Listen?“ you scoffed “Here?”

“You can do it, come on.”

You took a deep breath and tried to focus on your surroundings—aka, the room you were trapped in—trying to listen to a noise or a sound that you could mention. Steve could already hear your heart rate slowing down a little.

“There’s water leaking.” You said softly as you focused on the water droplets falling on the floor somewhere in the room

“Good, what else?”

“Um..” you sniffled “My heart.” You lifted a hand to your chest feeling the beats of your heart against it

“Two more.” He said

“My foot tapping on the floor.” You replied

“You’re doing good, just one more.”

“…Your voice.”

“Okay that was good, now touch three objects.” He told you

“Oh god.” You rolled your eyes

You moved your hand to the table and you touched your flashlight.

Your heart rate was starting to go back to normal.

“Good, touch something else.”

You looked around and then down to your body and saw that you had your gun in your holster so you dragged your hand there.

“One more.”

You lifted your hand to the table again and this time you touched the box where the vials were.

“Now identify two smells.” He says

You took a deep breath taking in the smell in the room, trying to identify two at least.

“Humidity.” You replied

“Yeah, what else?”

“Sweat.” You say pretty obvious

Steve let out a soft chuckle. “Okay, now name one thing you can taste, this is the last one.”

You swallowed trying to figure out what you could taste in your mouth.

“I still have the taste of the spicy cinnamon gum I was chewing when we got here.” You said

“Good.” He nodded lightly “You feel better?”

You took a moment and realized that you actually were feeling better. No more trouble breathing, your heart didn’t want to beat out of your chest, your hands weren’t sweaty or shaky and you even stopped shaking your leg.

“I do, actually.” You nodded “Thanks.”

“No problem.” He replied with a small shrug “Now, do you think you could help me figure out a way to get out of here?”

You stood up from the chair and looked around, using your flashlight, until you looked up and saw some vents.

“What if we use those?” You pointed with your flashlight

“Are you sure you can handle that?”

You sighed. “I don’t know, but we can’t really stay here, can we?” You looked at him

“Alright, let’s do it then.”

You grabbed the vials and then Steve moved the chair so you both could climb up to the vents. He opened it and then got off the chair so you could go first.

You were just looking up thinking how the hell you were gonna do this. “I’ll be right behind you.” You heard him say

You looked down again and he offered you his hand, you took it and he helped you get on the chair and up the vent.

“Oh my god, oh my god..” you started saying, your voice echoing in the vents “I’m coming down, I can’t.”

“Yes you can.” He said putting his hand on your ankle “And you can’t come down because I’m already here so.”

“Oh my god.” You say, taking deep breaths trying to calm down

“You’re okay.”

“I’m dizzy..” you muttered “Oh my god.. I’m gonna throw up.”

“Hey.” He gave you a small pat on your leg “Okay, talk to me, what would you like to do when we get out of here?”

“Lay in the snow.” You replied starting to slowly move forward “I’m so hot..”

“What about when we get to the compound? What are you planning on doing?”

“Um..” you swallowed closing your eyes trying to focus on not to vomit “Take a very long shower.”

Steve managed to keep your mind busy while you guys found the exit and without even noticing, you were feeling a whole lot better. You weren’t nauseous anymore and being in that small space wasn’t really bothering you since you were too busy focusing on what he was asking you.

After a few minutes, you guys finally got out of the vents and were getting out of the base.

“Wait! Where are the files?” You turned to look at Steve

“Ah shit, I think I left them in the lab.” He rolled his eyes

“Are you kidding me? We went through all that for what then?”

He reached behind him and took out the yellow folder from his back. “You went through all that.”

You rolled your eyes as you kept on walking towards the jet. “Very funny.”

“You know, I never would’ve thought that someone like you would be claustrophobic.”

“Someone like me?” You raised an eyebrow

“A smart mouth.”

“Look who’s talking, the man who always have something to say to every single thing I say or do.”

“See? That just proves my point.” He said and you could hear a hint of cockiness in his voice

You hated when he was like that.

You roll your eyes. “Whatever, dude.”

“Hey, I thought you said you wanted to lay in the snow before we left.” He said

You turned around to look at him and he raised his brows at you. Your eyes went down to the ground watching how white and pretty the snow looked.

“I feel okay now.” You replied

“You sure? We’re not in a rush.” He continued walking until he was next to you

“Why are you being so nice?” You crossed your arms

He just stared at you for a few seconds before responding. “I’ll stop being nice then.”

“You literally hate me.” You turned around to continue your walk to the jet which was not too far now

He looked at you with his eyebrows slightly furrowed. He didn’t hate you. Yeah, you weren’t his favorite person and he didn’t really like you, but hate was a strong word.

You were very close to the jet already when all of a sudden, you feel him pushing you so hard making you fall into a small mound of snow.

You gasped and quickly lifted your head to look at him.

“I don’t hate you.” He said walking passed you and you were just sitting there covered in snow looking at him, mouth slightly opened since you didn’t expect him to actually push you

“Dick..” you muttered as you got up

+ + +

Back at the compound, you went to medical, it was kinda mandatory after each mission to check that everything was okay.

Steve didn’t really bothered to go since he heals faster because of the serum. Not that he was injured anyway. Buy he usually skips that part unless he’s injured really bad.

He was standing outside of the infirmary watching as one of the paramedics was checking your blood pressure.

“So,” Nat’s voice made Steve turn his head in her direction “I heard Y/N didn’t enjoy this mission.”

“She’s okay now.” He said turning his head back to the glass to look at you

“And why are you here?”

“Just making sure everything’s fine.”

“Thought you hated her.”

He looked at her. “I don’t hate her.”

“You act like you do.” Nat shrugged

“Well I don’t.” He replied “She’s just really annoying.”

They both saw when you and the paramedic exchanged some words before he handed you a paper. You thanked him and then Natasha quickly left before you walked out of the infirmary, stopping as soon as you saw Steve standing there.

“Hi?” You looked at him frowning a little

“Hi.” He replied

“What are you doing here?” You ask as you continue to walk, him walking right next to you

“Just checking.” He shrugs “What did they say?” He looked down at the paper

“Oh, um.. they want me to talk to the psychologist.” You roll your eyes as you scrunched the paper into a ball “That won’t be happening.” You say with a low chuckle

His lips curved into a small smile. “You sure you’re okay?”

“I am, Rogers, my blood pressure is back to normal.”

“Good, that’s good.” He nods

“Sooo, um..” you cleared your throat “I guess I’ll see you around.” You say with a shrug “I told Wanda I was gonna help her in the kitchen.”

“Yeah, sure.” He said “It’s not like you’re leaving anytime soon anyway.”

“That’s right.” You smiled “I’ll see you later.”

He just gave you a small smile, a very small one, before you continued walking towards the elevator.

He did wanted you gone, but now.. not so much.

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A/n: I think I can make more parts to this 👀

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[freezingmcxn]

I RLLY RLLY WANT NINA IN THE FIC PLS, but i was wondering, how do you see her? like, whats your version of her? :3

Nina Hopkins

In 1983, the body of 14-year-old Nina Hopkins was discovered beneath a bridge in Durham. A fisherman spotted her lifeless form about 30 meters from the bridge, wedged between rocks, her body swollen and discolored.

An autopsy later revealed that Nina’s wrists and neck had deep lacerations, and her legs, feet and thighs showed severe burns, with patches of charred skin.

These injuries led some to speculate that she may have been the victim of a ritualistic sacrifice. However, authorities officially ruled her death as a suicide/drowning.

Her spirit does not linger near the bridge where her body was found because she did not die there.

Nina is located in the forest.

She can be found in Level One, quietly sitting near clusters of trees and rocks.

A faint smell of smoke and drifting flecks of ash mark her presence.

Rarely does she show herself, she is a silent watcher, more felt than seen.

Short because she’s not a major character, you guys can speculate her death if you like :)

[jellybeanium124]

so I just saw a post about how the word "tribe" is racist. and like yeah it is. and I decided instead of derailing it I'm going to make my own, because it got me thinking about "the 12 tribes of israel," a phrasing that is perfectly acceptable in all the jewish circles I've ever been in. I've also heard the phrase "member of the tribe" used between jews to indicate jewishness. someone on that post said the word was roman in origin, but I was skeptical because we all know cultural appropriation loves taking things from the jews (this wouldn't even be the only time a word was taken from its jewish roots and applied to black people, ghetto comes to mind, but the conversation that we should be having around black-jewish solidarity is for another post).

anyways, I looked it up on etymonline, and yep, that person was right, but so was I:

I found corroboration on the open encyclopedia of anthropology:

now, I am not a scholar, so there's only so deep I can go. I am also a white-passing jew, and most jews I know irl are also white-passing. I do not know if this terminology is more controversial in jewish POC circles, or even used in non-american circles. it's possible conversations are happening about retiring the use of the word "tribe" and switching to the 12 nations of israel, because the word "nation" is also used in reference to us a lot (hebrew nation, nation of israelites, etc), and I just haven't heard about it.

I also don't really know where to go from here. the word has a derogatory connotation these days, like it or not, and the language we use should be welcoming and inclusive to all jews, not just us white-passing ones. I don't get the final say on that.

I just think the history is interesting here, and I wanted to point out to people that the word "tribe," when used in middle to modern english, originally was about the jews.

if anyone has any additions or corrections, please add on! the last thing I want to do is spread misinformation, and etymology and stuff like this can be sketchy and difficult to research. I do my best to find good sources but I'm not perfect.

[cancerian-woman]

ashamed and embarrassed to say on the first watch of tvd I liked kl8roline and c8roline (I thought I related to her but my friends explained how toxic she is for being Plec’s stand in) but have since seen the error in my ways and kneel at the feet of Klonnie. So excited to see what is created in the August event, the Klonnie tag deserves to be double that of any other tvd ship!

I had let this sit for a minute to determine how I wanted to answer this at first lol I haven’t been giving my inbox that much attention.

I do want to say you shouldn’t feel ashamed for what you enjoy. I think theirs some likable qualities in every character even the ones I don’t personally care for.

Caroline is the self insert people believe Elena is. Caroline’s plots never had anything to do with the main plot while Bonnie would be busting her ass on the sidelines and still connected to the core plot but wouldn’t get half the screentime or development towards her family.

I know many view Care as so mistreated by the MFG because of season one but none of that ever repeats over the next 7 seasons. The way the plot works you can look down on Elena and Bonnie for their lack thereof in the plot in terms of agency or development while praise Caroline. She gets to call people out, keep her life in order and plan for her never ending future. Julie lived so vicariously through Caroline lol. Self inserting was more important than making decent plot connections but I guess lmfao.

You mentioned Klaus, which is a good example since the actors initially pitched for Klonnie but I’ll raise you one higher notice that people Caroline interact with or date Bonnie isn’t allowed too interact with longterm. (Tyler, Rebekah, and even Katherine…) Kat had some pretty great friendships with the cast back then and none of that ever translated to the screen.

I really could say more on this but I hope you weren’t bashed for simply enjoying Caroline you do not deserve that. No one does. I hope you enjoy klonnie weekend. It’s nice to make friends in the fandom. Anyways if you want to talk more my dm is open💜

[maggiesrecordshop]

*there's a knock on the door. it's Nina, carrying a large shopping bag filled to the brim with ingredients, baking implements and what looks like a large kettle. she's in a pair of leggings and a nice button down. she's wearing strappy sandals. currently she is gesturing at the closed door and mouthing the words 'open it please'.*

Oh! *Maggie waves at Nina, hurrying over to open the shop door.*

Hi Nina! Pleasure to see you. Are you ready to go? Oh, *Maggie looks down at her outfit; she’s wearing a white cardigan with purple flowers, black leggings, and black flats. Her hair is tied up with a red bandanna* should I change? Are we going to get dirty?

[deandoesthingstome]

Happy Birthday Charlie 🥳✨🎂

I hope you have a wonderful day!

I wanted to give you something back for all the love and support you share on your blog, so here‘s some fan art for the chapters of your wonderful fantasy hotel series! I hope you like it 😘

Nina. NI.NA!!!

I am both screaming and speechless at the same time. The fact that anyone would put together fanart for me unbidden is amazing in and of itself.

And then, then!!! I spent the time since receiving and replying to this ask perusing each chapter's image. The amount of detail you managed to find and weave into these scenes is just mind-boggling.

I know how long I spent looking for the photos I wanted to use in Canva for the headers and you found some pretty spot on matches. And I am certainly no master with PhotoShop or whatever editing tool, but I also know how long it took me to make the pictures I did and yours must have taken hours.

I just...I literally cannot find enough words to thank you for honoring both me and my stories with such sumptuous art.

What an amazing birthday gift! I will cherish this and brag about it til the end my days on this hellsite. You make it so fun to be here and I love all of you support.

So like, in short (too late! And I won't put any of this response under a cut because I'm so proud of inspiring you to create it and I'll have everyone know how I feel about it!) Thank you so much, kind friend!

I will never forget this!

[cuteniarose]

since ming-hua/ghazan have 2 kids... what abt zaheer + pli??

(firebender/combustionbender and/or nonbender -> airbender?)

I was gonna answer this earlier but the lack of sleep reared its head 😅 I took a nap and in the meantime received permission to talk about it, though just in case I will still try to keep it brief. A P’heer child does exist in a few of our verses (we aren't lying when we call it the MULTIverse of madness, I can name at least 7 different AUs off the top of my head and that's not counting the variants where only small changes are made. If we ever made a comprehensive list it'd probably be longer than the list of our OCs and that one’s currently up to 31)

Anyway, her name is Nazra, born in about 153 AG if I remember my timeline right, and she’s a combustionbender. But despite being the same height as her mom, possessing easily the deadliest ability imaginable and generally looking rather intimidating, she’s an impossibly awkward nerd who’d rather sit around and read Air Nomad philosophy like her dad all day. Though she does take after her mom in the romantic sense, having a soft spot for airbenders, while simultaneously doing it better because she’s the definition of a disaster lesbian. She’s quiet, a bit anxious and really sheltered, but she does have a feisty streak to her in that she easily calls people (read: her sister/s) out on their bullshit if they annoy her, and isn’t afraid to use her bending to protect those she loves

The reason I’m not quite sure of the extent as to which I’m allowed to talk about her is because she’s not my OC and neither is she Kat’s. She was created for the fic Empty and Become Wind by Esaleyon, a Red Lotus Korra AU which Kat used to beta read for and which we use as basis for the Ultimate AU I described in my response to the Lien-Hua ask. But as far as I know, the author quit writing/the fandom and as I said above, Kat and I took Nazra in, so to speak. But she features in only a small handful of our AUs (currently only 3 come to mind, one of them ironically being the complete polar opposite to the other two in terms of tone and how dark the storyline is) so we don’t speak of her that often. She is still very dear to my heart, has been since 2020, and in the AUs she features in I consider her a sister to Suiren and Midori

If you’re curious, a few years ago Nina (@silima, who single-handedly fed the entire Red Lotus fandom with amazing art back in 2020-2022 or so) drew her, thus creating the design that I base my own sketches off of, so everyone say thank you Nina :)

[sunday-arch]

he towers , a formidable presence before her . maybe a newly dubbed figurehead such as herself should be intimidated , seek to curry favor in some way , make herself useful. but, all nina feels is a growing curiosity and a twisting in her gut that warns against solid alliances. " why do they call you ' joker ' ? " @mingos , sc.

[bklynmusicnerd]

I actually did not hate the Ava and Carly scenes. I thought they were a good representation of why Ava's arc is one of the better ones. Carly has a right to throw in Ava's face the role she played in her child's death. And to Ava's credit, she doesn't make any excuses about what she did.

Nor did she remind Carly about her allowing Carly to share in her visitation hours with Avery because Carly has no legal rights to her. She stood there and took Carly at full venom while she advocated for Nina. I do think underneath Ava's explanation of her friendship with Nina is the recognition that they are both messy people who have done terrible things but are trying to be better.

Ava seeks forgiveness for Nina because she's being a decent friend but also because she wants forgiveness for herself. Ava tells Carly to consider the overwhelming wins she's had over Nina and extend grace because Ava kept pushing for another pound of flesh from Nik after winning the divorce to disastrous results.

Ava has grown to have an awareness of self that gives her an edge as a character. It's kind of sad that Carly can't comprehend forgiving to the extent that Ava has forgiven Nina considering she's the first to admit that she's benefitted from others (like her mother 👀) forgiving her.

[seokmashu]

oh my god look at HIM

OK MODELL

[nina-ya]

saw you got mostly law requests so i'm spicing things up with a request for Zoro and praise (giving or receiving is fine)

A/N: i had to take like 30 laps writing this you can ask anyone who I was talking to about this Pairing: Zoro x AFAB!Reader CW: NSFW MINORS DNI, head (zoro giving), praise (reader receiving), masturbation, kinda rough head.

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You’re on your knees before Zoro, your lips parted as you take his cock into your mouth, inch by inch until his fat tip brushes the back of your throat. His hand tangles in your hair, gripping tightly as his steely gaze bores into you. 

“Shit,” he growls, “You look so damn pretty like this.”

His words make you throb between your thighs. You slide your tongue along the underside of his length, hollowing your cheeks as you pull back slightly before taking him deeper. The stretch of your lips around him is utterly intoxicating; his weight on your tongue and his taste and smell flood your senses. 

Zoro’s grip on your hair tightens, pulling a whine from you, and his hips rock forward just enough to make you gag, your throat constricting around him. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes and a trail of drool slips from the corner of your mouth, dripping down your chin in a sticky line. A low groan rumbles from deep in his chest as he takes in the beautiful sight below him. 

“Fuck, that's it,” he mutters, hand releasing your hair for just a moment to brush his thumb across your cheek before he thrusts shallowly again. “You’re taking me so well.”

Your nails dig into his thighs as you try to keep a steady pace, the effort leaving you lightheaded but needy. One of your hands slithers up his thigh and wraps around the base of his cock, gripping what you can't fit into your mouth and pumping in time with your bobbing head. The slick sounds of your mouth working him fill the room, obscene and unabashed, as his cock slides against the warmth of your tongue. He doesn’t hold back and his hips rock harder now, and the force has you choking, tears spilling freely down your cheeks. 

 “You’re so good at this,” Zoro rasps, voice strained. “Fuck, look at you– so messy, so perfect, just for me.” 

The praise sends a fresh wave of arousal crashing through you, and you simply can’t resist anymore. Your free hand slips between your legs, fingers dipping below your underwear and you rub slow circles over your clit. You moan around his cock at the sensations, the vibrations pulling a harsh curse from Zoro. 

His eyes flick down and he notices your hand moving between your thighs. A wicked grin spreads across his face as his hand threads through your hair again, tightening his grip as he tilts your head up so you meet his gaze. 

“Couldn’t help yourself, could you?” He murmurs, his tone rough and accusatory. “Go on, then. Don’t stop. Let me see you fuck yourself on those pretty fingers.”

Your face burns at his words, yet you obey without hesitation, and as you grind your hips against your hand, a string of muffled moans vibrates around his cock. The reaction sends Zoro spiraling, his hips jerking forward sharply enough that you gag again, drool spilling freely now as you once again choke on him.

Two of your fingers easily slide in and your palm sits nicely on your sensitive nub, and your hips rock desperately against your hand. The combined feelings of your fingers, your palm, his grip on your hair, and cock deep in your mouth make it feel like your senses are being attacked from every angle and it leaves no room to breathe, no room to think. You have effectively been reduced to a puddle of moaning and sucking. 

“That’s it,” He groans out breathlessly “You’re doing so good for me, keep going.”

It doesn't take long before the signs of your climax begin to rush over you. Your hips stutter against your hand, your moans grow louder, and you tense up, but Zoro is right there to make sure that you're still moving against his throbbing cock. And then it hits. Your body trembles as your hole clenches rapidly around your fingers, clit pulsing against your palm, your thighs squeezing together oh so tightly as your moans turn to sharp, choked cries. 

“Fuck,” Zoro hisses, his voice rough as he watches you come undone. “You’re so goddamn beautiful like this.”

And even in the aftershocks of your climax, Zoro doesn't let up. Zoro bobs your head along his cock and you can tell by the way he can barely keep a steady rhythm, he is not far behind you. 

Even in your dazed state, you meet his gaze through half-lidded eyes, tears still clinging to your lashes, your cheeks flushed, and lips swollen from your efforts. Your jaw aches and your body is exhausted from your own climax, but the way he looks at you- like you are the most intoxicating thing he has ever seen- just fuels you to keep going. You muster up the strength to take back some of the control you had lost in your own moment of intense pleasure. 

You can feel him throb in your mouth, cock twitching against your tongue, and his breath catches in his throat as his climax comes barreling towards him. “I’m close,” he warns, though it sounds more like a plea than a statement. “Keep going, don't stop. Just like that.”

With a snap of his hips and a push of his hand, he lurches forward, burying himself as deep into your mouth as he can as his release overtakes him. Hot ropes of his cum spill across your tongue, the taste salty and warm as you take everything he has to offer, his cock twitching in time with each pulse of his release. His abs tense and relax as he rides out the high, deep groans mixing with breathless curses and chants of your name. 

When it finally subsides, his grip on your hair loosens and brushes softly against your scalp as he gazes down at you with an expression torn between awe and exhaustion. You pull back, his softening length slipping from your mouth with a string of saliva connecting your lips to his tip. You gasp and heave, finally able to breathe after who knows how long. Your cheeks are flushed, lips glistening, and your eyes are glazed over with satisfaction, the picture of somebody completely and utterly wrecked- but oh so beautiful. 

Zoro exhales a shaky laugh, running a hand through his sweat-dampened hair. You manage to return a tired smile as you wipe the corner of your mouth with the back of your hand. 

His hand cups your cheek, thumb brushing over your bottom lip as he murmurs. “You’re too good to me. I’m never letting you out of my sight.” 

[coquitokisses]

Heyy! Idk if you ever wrote something like this and if you don’t want to it’s fine but I had been obsessed with this idea of Steve dating a Taylor swift level of famous artist. And like they were keeping their relationship private from everyone until some paparazzi caught them together somewhere and the internet goes crazy with “miss americana and the america's golden boy” (iykyk)

Miss Americana and America's Golden Boy | Steve Rogers

Pairings: Steve Rogers x singer!female reader

Warnings/Tags: fluff, fluff and fluff lol

Word count: 568 (kinda short lol)

Summary: Reader and Steve have been dating for a few months now but for obvious reasons, they made the relationship public just yet because of their jobs. But those plans go to hell when some paparazzis get pictures of you and Steve.

A/n: hiii love! First of all, thank you so much for sending this and second, sorry I took so long to answer it, I had no idea how or what to write lmao but I finally took the time to think about something and just do it! I’m still not very convinced, but I think it’s kinda cute so here it is! (hope I was able to bring your idea to life lol <3 )

« The internet goes crazy after seeing pictures of Y/N Y/L/N with none other than Captain America walking out of a cafe! »

« America’s golden boy, Steve Rogers, spotted leaving a coffee shop in New York with the singer Y/N Y/L/N yesterday morning. »

« Captain America is no longer single and neither is our beloved Y/N Y/L/N! Both have been spotted walking out of a coffee shop in New York holding hands! »

“You’re fucking joking.” You stared at your phone shocked, you just wanted to scream

“You need to calm down.” Steve said

“Calm down?!” You turned to look at him “We’re everywhere! Everyone is talking about us!”

“It wouldn’t be the first time.”

“Are you aware of this? We’re two very recognized persons, do you know what people are gonna be saying?” You sat on the bed feeling very overwhelmed

Now on every event and everywhere you go the questions that everyone’s gonna be asking are about your relationship with Mr. Captain America.

“You have a lot of fans, they’re just gonna hate me.” You sighed

“Says the girl who’s been in the eye of fame for a decade.” He tilted his head slightly “If they’re gonna hate someone, is probably gonna be me.”

“Are you kidding? You’re America’s hero! Everybody loves you, babe.”

“And you’re one of the most listened and talented artists in the world, people love you too.” He said sitting next to you “And besides, I think it was time to tell the world, everyone at the compound was starting to get suspicious.”

You couldn’t help but laugh a little because you knew that it was true, he has told you millions of times how Bucky or Natasha, even Tony, were questioning him about where he was at or why he always sneaked out and came back late at night.

“Yeah, it was probably time.” You looked at him and he just gave you a sweet little smile that made you feel a little better

You really couldn’t believe that you were dating the Captain America, it was absolutely crazy to even think about it. And he also couldn’t believe that he was dating you. One of the most recognized singers in the whole world.

You met at one of Tony’s parties about a year ago and you had such a blast that night that you exchanged numbers and started talking. Obviously you both wanted to keep the relationship private because of your jobs. Of course you were planning on making it public, but just, not now and not like this.

“It’s just that it was nice to have you all to myself.” You say with a shrug

He smiled. “You still have me all to yourself.”

“But now the world knows and it’s not gonna be the same.” You pouted

“Yeah, I know, honey.” He put your hair behind your ear

“Are you sure you still want to date a singer? The fans can be a little crazy about who I date.. sorry about that.”

He chuckled. “Yes, I’m very sure.” He nodded

“Ready to start answering questions about us everywhere you go?”

“Are you?” He cocked an eyebrow at you

You nodded. “Yeah, I’m so ready to brag about being Mr. America’s girlfriend.” You replied and he smiled

“So let’s do this, miss America.” He grabbed your hand and deposited a soft kiss on it

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[freezingmcxn]

hey Moon! question about your AU since I've been thinking about how to approach it in mine: will you be adding Nina to the story? and if you do, will you choose the canon story where she is with EJ or the fanon with Jeff? cause i think the Jeff and Nina story could be suchhh a good representation of a toxic relationship. (that's how i'm planning to approach it in mine, at least)

like, since Jeff is a narcissist in your AU (i think? i don't remember so sorry if i got that wrong😭) it would he really intresting to see how he operates with someone who clearly wants a relationship with him.

JEFFERY WOODS AND NINA HOPKINS

(In Depth Look At Their Relationship.)

HELLOOO!!

Okay, Nina is NOT in my Au sadly, BUT I can help you out with her and Jeff’s relationship that you want to approach in your AU! This is how I view it in general and hopefully its interesting :)

PSA: My Jeff is so “controversial” that I’ve lowkey stopped talking about him, people do not take it the right way and assume I am romanticising him or stereotyping mental illnesses, I am not.

This is purely done out of interest NOT disrespect.

Tw: Toxic Relationship, Jeff the Killer is portrayed realistically, Manipulation.

Jeff displays a strong sense of self-centeredness and narcissism in the relationship.

The dynamic between Jeff and Nina is sustained because Jeff manipulates Nina, taking advantage of her deep affection towards him.

This manipulation basically preys on Nina’s strong feelings for Jeff, which Jeff exploits to maintain their relationship.

In this post, I’m going to focus on what manipulation looks like and how Jeff uses it since it’s a big part of understanding how I see him.

Jeff manipulates others (Nina specifically) for various reasons, it’s rooted in his psychological needs and personal insecurities.

Control:

Jeff is driven by a God Complex and often seeks to dominate and control others to feel more powerful and secure in himself.

He feels he has little to no control in himself, which is why he seeks control over others. This need to exert control feeds his ego and reinforces his some what inflated sense of superiority (God Complex).

Insecurity:

Jeff will manipulate others to compensate for his own feelings of inadequacy and low self-esteem.

Although Jeff thinks of himself highly, he has self doubt (he also feels a lack of control in himself ^^)and deflects that onto others (like Nina) to build himself up, and tear them down.

Emotional Gratification:

Manipulating others can provide a sense of satisfaction or thrill, especially for those with narcissistic or antisocial tendencies.

For Jeff, he finds a thrill in manipulation and his other source of gratification, killing. His need to dominate and exploit others not only feeds his ego like I said but also offers him a perverse sense of self accomplishment and pleasure.

Jeff primarily wants Nina around for his own benefit. Although he has no genuine romantic interest in her, he pretends otherwise to take advantage of her.

He behaves like a leech, draining the life out of the relationship but he does it slowly, to keep her from realising and leaving him.

How the manipulation works on Nina:

Emotional Appeal:

Manipulators often tap into emotions like fear, guilt, or sympathy to influence others.

Jeff manipulates Nina’s emotions by mentioning her family, particularly her brother, and implying that Nina deserves better than him.

This tactic plays on Nina’s sympathy, making her feel guilty for Jeff and creating an emotional attachment that makes her feel compelled to stay with him.

Additionally, Jeff uses fear tactics such as threats or belittling remarks to exert some control over Nina, reinforcing her belief that she cannot live without him, even though realistically Jeff cannot live without Nina..

Cognitive Biases:

People have inherent biases, such as the desire to be liked or the tendency to conform, which manipulators exploit.

Nina has a deep rooted desire to be liked by others, and Jeff provides her with a sense of comfort and security.

As a result, it becomes extremely difficult for Nina to distance herself from Jeff, she perceives him as the only positive influence in her life after everything and her only source of comfort.

Insecurity and Self-Doubt:

People with low self-esteem or self-doubt are more likely to be influenced by manipulative behaviors that promise validation or approval.

Jeff frequently showers Nina with extreme kindness and affection, overwhelming her with emotions to the point where she becomes unable to see his actions objectively.

Nina interprets everything Jeff does or says as expressions of genuine love and affection due to this overwhelming emotional influence from Jeff.

Nina believes that Jeff will change and that her love and support can help him improve. She fears being alone or not finding another relationship, making her tolerate the toxic dynamics. Ultimately she is very unsure of herself and extremely reliant of Jeff.

If anyone is recognising these factors in a relationship please understand it is unhealthy and not okay! Please seek help and look after yourself <3

Hopefully this is met with the right audience!! I hope you found this interesting, I wish you the best in writing :))

[kamenovadobrev]

Nindobrev made a new post on Instagram

ninadobrev: Maverick and I enjoying the beautiful Denmark snow and air. It's absolutely lovely here. I dont ever want to leave!

[runanadwiddles]

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I LOVE YOU TOO NINA !!!!!!!!!! IM YOUR NUMBER ONE FAN !!!!!!!!!!!!