#on the mares' hotness

[worldofbeauties]

Ashe Maree

[theswanqu33nsblog]

Let's get in the back of your cop car, officer!

Warnings: mention of p and v, kind of agressive, sex in public, very vulgar language.

Whatever and it didn't matter, you were in the back seat of the car of a police officer, or rather good-for-nothing Colin Zabel, a detective who hasn't had a case since...he was almost murdered in Easttown. And you knew that whenever he arrested you you would get out the next day, or that maybe it would be your last day enjoying your freedom.

It was late Friday night, Colin had arrested you because you accidentally (not actually) stole a perfume from a hidden store in the city, you thought there were no cameras but oh surprise! Detective Zabel always had the area monitored. So you were in the back seat, and a safety gate so you wouldn't try to attack Colin while he was driving, singing some stupid song from the 80s.

"ya' know, you should have known that I'm everywhere y/n" Colin said as the radio continued playing the music in the background, while one of his free hands was tapping his knee to the rhythm of the song. "I mean, I think I've counted the number of times I've arrested you this last month."

Colin laughed, thinking it was a great joke, perhaps to impress you or perhaps to make you understand that behind that tough detective facade (which he was not) existed a good and funny man... although it always went wrong.

"i could care less" You said rolling your eyes and looking in the rearview mirror where he saw you, he chuckled and raised his eyebrows.

"yeah, i already know that..." Colin said, taking even a slower route to the station, somehow he enjoyed talking to your snarky and sass attitude. "Hey you know, the other day..." he started to speak but you interrupted him again.

"i said, i literally don't care" You repeated, looking at him again, he raised his hands in surrender while his feet controlled the pedals of the car, and in his failed attempt at being a good person he almost ran over a cat, causing him to put his hands on the wheel and swerve the poor little animal.

"You should relax your temper a little, you know? I'm just trying to do my job," He said as he got back to driving well and then clenched his jaw a little. After a while, he felt a slight discomfort in his pelvis informing him that he couldn't hold back the urge to pee. So, parking the car on the side of the road and turning off the engine, he looked at you and then said "I'll get off for a few seconds...I have to make a call, don't get out of the car or you know what's happening to you."

He looked at you for a few seconds and when he saw that you nodded, confused that you had paid attention, he got out of the car, closing the door behind him, he left but then he came back looking at you through the window, which made you raise your eyebrow. "I'm sorry, making sure you listen to me."

He smiled and then went behind a tree, while you tried to see what he was doing there, because clearly, not a call, because the idiot left his phone in the car. Colin unbuckled his seatbelt a little quickly, not being able to resist the urge to pee, this would have been easier if he were going to a gas station but he couldn't risk you running away and getting a quick taxi, at least here in the middle of the nowhere. Everything would be difficult for you to escape. Then he unbuttoned his pants, lowering the zipper, and then lightly pulled down his boxers, taking out his member and taking it with both hands, looking for some direction to point to to pee, well, if he peed in the tree he would be like a dog and he doesn't want to mark territory...that would be strange. Meanwhile, you, amid all the movement he made in that tree, were able to see what he was doing, just his ass on full display and that was enough for you to smile and try to contain your laughter.

Finally determined, Colin began to pee in the grass, moving his hips and drawing a smile in the dirt with his urine, then he frowned when he realized what he was doing and looked away concentrating on peeing. You kept watching what he did, a slight movement and that was enough to steal a glimpse of his dick, to be honest you always wondered what he was hiding under those black pants every time he arrested you, So when he moved, you could see enough, a good sized dick and veins decorated it, Colin's hand squeezing it as he shook it after he finished peeing, how could such a stupid action turn you on in seconds? Maybe it was because you were ovulating and starved for sex and it didn't even matter if it was casual. Colin fastened his pants and belt, wiping his hands on his pants and running back to the car, sitting in the passenger seat and closing the door behind him, breaking you out of your thoughts.

"Damn it's...hot out there" he said letting out a sigh, the smell of his perfume again invading the police car.

"You were peeing right?" you asked even though it was already obvious, he was going to ask you how you knew but you interrupted him "you left your phone here."

"yea' right"

He let out a light laugh and then both stayed silent, he looked at you in the rearview mirror, although in fact he was looking at your breasts in that long-sleeved shirt you were wearing, weren't you wearing a bra? Damn, your nipples were noticeable, something that made his pants start to tighten. He cleared his throat, putting his fist to his mouth and then said. "I uh.."

"You have a big cock" you said, being completely honest, you loved intimidating people although you didn't know exactly when, he looked at you with a wtf face trying to process that.

"alright, thanks....???" He said, with a light blush on his cheeks, then he ran his veined hand over his forehead and hair, pulling it a little with his fingers and then he said. "Hey, I've never understood why girls don't wear bras under their shirts, is it fashion or...?"

When you heard that, you didn't hesitate to laugh, sure sure, he had seen your tits.

"it's comfy" you smirked, and then it occurred to you to shake your breasts, making his eyes open completely, and then he would turn around to see you in full display. He lightly licked his lips watching your breasts bounce when you finished doing that, then looked into your eyes swallowing quickly.

"why did you..." He trailed off

"because it's sexy, isn't it?" you said, speaking softly, and leaning into the protection that separated both from back seats to front seats, your face close to his between the holes.

He just didn't think, he just nodded, it had been a long time since a girl had acted that way around him, in fact, since his fiancée abandoned him at the last minute. "How can you know if I like that? or if someone is okay with doing that in front of an officer" he asked you, looking at you between the holes, speaking softly and with a thick voice.

"All men love that" You whispered with a slight smile, looking at his lap he noticed a tent forming in his pants, great. The only thing missing was being turned on by a girl that he had to take to lock up that night.

He just, got out of the driver's seat, took out his keys opening the door where you were, almost pushing you aside roughly so he could get in back there, then he closed the door and put the keys in his vest. He looked at you, and sighed saying. "It's sexier to do it when you're handcuffed."

You could only smile at that, feeling your belly tingle and your panties slowly getting wet at that, looking at him closer, you could notice his prominent jaw, those fucking brown eyes looking at you as if he wanted to take you as fast as possible. He quickly laid you down on the back seat, getting on top of you, and kissing you slowly on the neck, shit it felt so perfectly good that if you had your hands free you would undress yourself in front of him. His hands slowly caressing your hips, and slowly entering your shirt while you couldn't do anything but close your eyes and gasp wishing you could touch him again.

"shhh" you felt the soft tickle of his breath in your ear, making you bite your lip in anticipation, as then his perfect nose slid over your cheek to your lips, and then slowly kissing your bottom lip, his hands moving up inside your shirt. until he touched the curves of your breasts without a bra, squeezing them from below while he kissed you. Two fingers of his right hand, touching your nipples and squeezing and twisting them hard, pulling on them as you let out a small moan that made him smirk. "Are you wet already?" He looked into your eyes, while he squeezed your breasts, biting his lip, and with his knees, pushing your legs to the sides of him so that you were spread open, just as you could have wished before. Who wouldn't...

"Do you have condoms?" You asked, even though you knew the guy probably got no sex, you didn't want to risk any sexually transmitted diseases, he frowned, removing his hands from your breasts and said.

"Do I look like I'm carrying a whole package of condoms?" He asked and then let out a laugh. He looked at the car windows hoping that no one would pass by or a person would come out of nowhere. And it was almost time to open the gift, his fingers undoing his belt while you noticed the sexy veins in his hands and forearms, damn man how sexy he was. After that, he took your handcuffed wrists, and put them above your head so that you were not in the way, finally, lowering his pants a little followed by his boxers, which you could see were black Calvin Klein ones.

It was no surprise, this man gave off the aroma of Calvin Klein, he was just so perfect. His veined hand pulling out his good sized cock, with two veins adorning the length, he gave it a pair of pumps while with the other hand, he lifted your skirt a little, and pushed your lace panties aside. His thumb rubbing circles on your clit making you gasp with desire, he then said. "Shit...you're so wet" The sound of his voice was so sexy that you probably felt yourself slipping into the seat of his car, he continued to rub your clit making you wetter while with his other hand he continued jerking off his cock to make it harder, which was throbbing of need to be inside you, on the other hand, he remained strong enough not to sink into you so quickly.

His finger slid over your pussy slit, expanding your juices as your legs trembled looking at him, slowly grinding your hips, he brought his hand to his mouth, licking the tips of his three middle fingers, and spitting a little, then brought them back to your pussy and rub more.

"Holy fuck! You are torturing me Zabel, just fuck me" You let out a moan, he just let out a playful giggle, and leaned towards you, biting your earlobe, and finally, you felt the tip of his cock rubbing up and down your slit, and his hand that was now free, He took your leg, lifting it on his hip and pressing his fingers into it, slowly pushing his tip into you making you moan, and pulling it out again, finally, he pushed himself inside you all the way, touching the depths of you. He grunted leaned his forehead on your neck and whispered.

"fuckkk, you're so damn tight," he whispered, then his other hand took your other leg, placing it on his hip as well and squeezing your thighs with his fingers, slowly, moving his hips back and forth, while you moaned close to his ear.

"yes...ghhh...Zabel" You moaned slowly as your arms tried to go towards his neck to hug him, but releasing your thigh he aggressively pushed your cuffed arms back against the car door, and put his hand on your thigh again, fucking you a little faster than how it started.

"Don't touch me" he said, as he gasped, you felt his cock was completely hard inside you, his balls slapping against your ass as he ground himself a little and started to fuck you faster, you could hear the sounds of skin slapping or clapping. in the silence of the car, while your moans increased and his gasps the same.

"yes...yes...just like that, please zabel..."

Your moans ran through his ears, while he bit his lip and his cockhead brushed hard against your hilt, resting his forehead more on the small hollow of your neck, you moaned more and more. His hand, slowly spanking you, sliding up and down your thigh, as you tried to push yourself further into him.

"fuck i think im gonna...fucking cum" He whispered shakily, while his hips hit your pelvis hard making you moan even more than before, feeling a strange sensation of wanting to come without anticipation, you wanted to touch him but surely he would refuse so you preferred to hold on to the roof of the car, squeezing your legs. on the sides of him. His cock slid back and forth inside you, making you gasp and drip on the seat, the mixture of juices began to form when his cock was filled with your white liquid and with one last thrust, perhaps very strong, he came inside you. of you, pressing his pelvis hard against yours to make sure your pussy swallows every residue of his semen, your womb totally infested with him, damn, you even wanted to get pregnant by him so you could tie him to you and have him fuck you like this fucking time.

Gasping, he raised his head looking into your eyes, sliding out of you and shaking his cock to release the last liquid into your vagina, then he pulled up his boxers and buttoned his pants. "Now, let's go, you must be locked up tonight"

As if the little moment of sex you had was going to change the fact that you had to go to fucking jail that fucking night. "What if I give you a blowjob?"

He smiled as he adjusted your panties and skirt and lowering your cuffed wrists he said "Then make sure you keep that mouth shut for when you leave tomorrow, I need a good good morning blowjob."

He got out of the back seat, closing the door and returned to the driver's seat, while you took care of sitting down properly, although as if once again your pussy felt the need for him, with your forehead sweating and panting you said. "Oh shit, you're a son of a bitch," you muttered.

He looked at you in the rearview mirror as he took the car out from where he parked it and told you, "but you moaned so well for me, didn't ya, doll?"

[evanpetersbr]

Evan Peters and Niecy Nash dancing at the Emmys after party 🥰

[punkpillowprincess]

MEO MARÉS VIVAS '24

Louis Tomlinson - Oporto, Portugal ✶ Festivals Era Collection ✶

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[sunnisfetishworld]

[yourfriendmila]

Adoro il mare d'ottobre ✨

Clicca qui per vedere meglio

[art-emide]

Ma siamo sicuri che sia ottobre? 🩵

[booboodaddysblog]

Overthinking

Warnings: argument, misunderstanding, light abuse, bad time for Colin

Words: 3123

- Colin?

Colin lifted his gaze from over the documents and looked at Marg, who was standing leaning against the door frame. She was wearing only a T-shirt that reached halfway down her thighs.

- Yes? - he replied, measuring her with hungry eyes from top to bottom.

- Are you going to sleep? It's almost midnight.

- Yes... yes... - he answered in a whisper.

- Could you specify? - she laughed quietly.

- Now?

- Are you not sure?

- I'm sure - he got up from the desk and walked slowly towards her - I'm also sure what I would like now - he put his hands on her waist and squeezed lightly.

- Really? - she looked into his eyes.

- Really - he whispered.

- No.

Colin stepped back, puzzled by the refusal to play night games.

- But why? You come here... dressed like this... and you think it won't work on me? I'm tired, I admit, but not so much that I wouldn't be able to give you pleasure - he looked at her slightly offended.

- I just don't feel like it - she shrugged her shoulders.

- You don't feel like it?

- I just said that.

- But Marg! That's not the way to do it! Do you have any idea that this comes under bullying?

- Bullying? - she laughed out loud.

- Of course! You excite me, you don't even know how much! And then you say, no!

Marg shook her head and laughed again.

- Don't be childish. If you want, we'll play tomorrow, but not today. I just don't feel like it. I'm tired - she turned away - I'm going to bed, I hope you'll join me soon.

Colin stared at her still offended. He rolled his eyes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he went into the bedroom and lay down, Marg was already asleep. There was nothing left for him to do but snuggle up to her and also close his eyes.

The next day when he woke up, Marg was no longer in bed. He stretched and rubbed his eyes. He got up and went to the bathroom. Then he got dressed and went downstairs to the kitchen. Marg was sitting at the table, drinking coffee and browsing the morning newspaper.

- Hey - he walked up to her and kissed her on the cheek - how did you sleep? - walked over to the coffee machine to pour himself a cup of coffee.

- Someone was snoring a lot, right in my ear. You don't know who, perhaps?

- I probably know - he laughed and took a sip of coffee.

- Then tell him to let me sleep next time.

- I'll tell him, but I think it's because of the lack of sex before bed.

- Don't you snore after sex?

- I have no idea.

- It doesn't matter. You always snore.

- Sorry sweetheart. Maybe I should go to the doctor with this problem. There are supposedly some minimally invasive treatments that eliminate this ailment - he kissed her again on the cheek.

- It would be wonderful if you could do something about it before our baby is born - she smiled and kissed him as well.

- Okay, I'll think about it - he poured coffee into a thermos.

- Let's hope it doesn't end with just thinking about it - she sighed loudly and went back to looking through the newspaper.

Colin furrowed his brow and hugged Marg's back.

- What's going on? Are you not in the mood today? I know I made you sleep badly. But is there something else that is bothering you?

- Yes, but it's not only about not sleeping. I have a lot of work to do. I talked to the chief to hire someone to help me. He refused. He pleaded that he doesn't have the funds for another employee at the moment.

- I understand. I will try to talk to him. Maybe we can work something out. There are several new police officers who practically do nothing all the time. I'll ask the chief if maybe one of them could help you sometimes.

- Really? Could you? I would really appreciate it - she hugged him tightly.

- I don't promise, but I'll try - he pulled away from her reluctantly - I have to go. I'll see you at work for lunch.

- See you there. Take care - she kissed him on the lips.

He returned the kiss and left the house.

The weather, as usual, made one not feel like leaving the house. 20km away the weather still hadn't changed.

Colin got out of the car, fixed the collar of his coat and walked around the car to get an umbrella out of the trunk.

Mare stood in the parking lot with several other police officers and gave them orders.

- You're finally here, Zabel - she said, bestowing him with a quick glance.

- Yes, hello - he nodded, although he knew she didn't see it.

The policemen moved away toward the forest.

- What are we doing today? - Colin spoke up, but nevertheless with concern in his voice. He knew how this would end.

- Seriously? Didn't you get enough sleep or what? - Mare looked at him with indifferent eyes.

- On the contrary, I got a good night's sleep.

- Then why are you asking a stupid question?

- I like to ask questions - he smiled.

- We are searching the southern part of the forest. Today we have dogs with us. Only three, but I hope it's enough.

- And what are we going to do? Me and you? - Colin asked the question again, which made Mare sigh loudly and inhale her electronic cigarette, blowing smoke in his direction.

Colin closed his eyes and turned his head away. He didn't like the smell.

- Stupid question, stupid answer, Zabel - she shoved a folder of documents into his hands - get to work. I doubt we'll be back for lunch.

He nodded with understanding. Nothing else was left for him. He headed toward the forest, following Mare's footsteps.

- How is Marg? - Mare suddenly broke the silence.

- Hmm... she is doing well. Already the tummy is slowly visible.

Mare stopped abruptly. Colin bumped into her surprised almost knocking her over onto the muddy path.

- Fuck! Watch how you walk, Zabel!

- Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. I was reviewing the case file. Why did you stop? Did something happen?

- Yes, it happened...

- But what? - he looked around confusedly.

- What sexual orientation are you?

- I beg your pardon? - he muttered.

- Answer.

- After all, I'm straight....

- Then why the fuck did you say, tummy?!

- What? - he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Mare rolled her eyes and continued ahead. Further conversation was pointless.

- Mare? But what is the point? I don't understand. Can you explain it to me? - Colin did not give up.

Mare merely raised her hand announcing to him that he should keep quiet.

- Okay... - he shrugged his shoulders.

Suddenly Mare stopped again.

- What is it this time? - he asked in a bored voice.

- There lies the jacket. Two meters from that tree - she pointed her hand in the right direction.

Colin moved to the indicated place. He pulled a glove from the inside pocket of his coat, put it on his hand and reached for jacket.

- Women's - he looked inside - size medium, faux leather, black - he looked at the jacket from all sides - patches of rock bands.

- I have my doubts if you are really straight - she muttered to herself.

- Did you say something?

- I'll put it in the bag for physical evidence - Mare took out a bag from her pocket.

- Okay, it may belong to the victim. We have to hand it over for analysis. Only there is one problem. This jacket looks like it's been lying here for a really long time.

- And how do you know that, Mr. Detective? - Mare raised her eyebrows mockingly.

- Just... look it's stiff and cracked. A jacket that had only been lying here for a few days wouldn't be in such bad shape - Colin showed her several cracks on the material.

- Okay. We're going to check it anyway.

- Sure.

Colin's phone started ringing.

- Zabel - he picked up and listened for a moment - no mom - he rolled his eyes and then closed them - there is no need for that - he looked up at the sky - I can handle everything - he sighed - okay... okay... bye... - he hung up.

Mare looked at him in silence, but couldn't stand it. She had to laugh at him.

- What's up? Mommy misses her son? - she smiled broadly at him.

- I think there is no reason to bring up the subject.

- Does your mommy know that your girlfriend is pregnant? - she smiled even wider.

- Not yet...

- Man, it's already the third month!

- And what about it?

- I know where your mother lives.

- You won't - he whispered.

- I will!

- It's none of your business, Mare - he looked at her with a threatening gaze.

- And in fact... yes, I don't give a damn - she moved ahead leaving Colin in the middle of the path with a confused look on his face.

Only after a while he move behind her, not really understanding what had just happened.

In the late afternoon, he sat in the police kitchen bored, tired and cold. He stabbed his fork into the salad that stood on the table in front of him. He chewed slowly, sighing every now and then. The day was hopeless from the very morning.

- Colin?

Reluctantly, he raised his eyes to the person in front of him. He raised his eyebrows and sighed again. The person he saw before him was the last person he felt like talking to. Or rather, he didn't have the slightest desire to talk to her.

Roby took a bottle of water out of the fridge and sat down at the table opposite Colin.

- What's up? - she tried to start the conversation somehow.

Colin merely shrugged his shoulders and refocused his gaze on his food.

- You are very talkative.

- Mhm... - he didn't look at her.

- Am I disturbing you?

Colin shrugged his shoulders again without even deigning to look at her. He shoved a piece of lettuce into his mouth and began munching loudly.

- Can we talk? I am tormented by thoughts - she fell silent for a moment, wondering what to say next - I wonder if everything is okay? I mean with Marg. I mean, not only with her. With both of you.

Colin reluctantly lifted his gaze to her and furrowed his eyebrows, waiting for what she had to say.

- It seems to me that you two have been getting along poorly lately. Marg is sad. I don't like to see her in such a state.

Colin remained silent, looking at her. He shoved a piece of chicken into his mouth.

- Marg is really trying to make things work out well between you two. You, on the other hand, don't seem to be trying very hard - she fell silent, waiting for his answer.

He looked at her slowly chewing the meat. He was slightly irritated, but didn't let it show. Finally, he spoke up.

- I thought that by coming to me and disturbing my silence, plus additionally wasting my precious time... you want to talk about me, not about Marg or my relationship with her - he refocused his gaze on the bowl in front of him. He stabbed the fork into the lettuce too brutally than intended. His self-control was slightly shaken - my relationship with Marg is my personal business. You shouldn't be interested in it.

Roby looked at him shocked and thought for a moment before responding to his unkind words.

- Marg is like a sister to me... and I care that everything is fine with her. I don't want you to hurt her.

Colin snorted under his breath. He got up from the table and reached into the fridge for a bottle of water. He sat down again and took a big gulp of water, swallowing loudly.

- Since... since Marg is like a sister to you.... hmm... then why did you cheat on her with me? Do sisters do that? - he scooped lettuce and chicken onto a fork and shoved it into his mouth. He watched Roby with satisfaction on his face. He knew he had hit a sensitive spot.

She squinted and looked at him angrily.

- And you know what, you have no idea how bad I feel about it. All the time - he said with his mouth full - I really... wish I could get rid of these intrusive thoughts.

Colin sighed loudly, refocusing his gaze on the food. He felt an inner pressure. He no longer felt like looking at the person sitting in front of him.

- I'm really tired of it - he added in a whisper.

- Why do you think I shouldn't be interested in your relationship? You are my friends. I care about you being happy. I want to help you.

Colin muttered something unintelligible.

- You know it well that when you were drowning your sorrows in alcohol, I was by her side all the time. I took care of her every day. And you had her deep in your ass - she sighed - I'm going to interfere. I'm not going to keep quiet. Do you have any idea that because of your behavior, she might have lost her child?

Colin forced himself to look at her again.

- But she did not lose. All is well.

- But she could. Stress is the worst killer! - she didn't understand how Colin could be so selfish.

- The doctor says everything is and will be fine. Focus on your problems - he shook his head with dissatisfaction and took another bite of salad - besides, this is not the right time for such talk - he added with his mouth full.

- Of course it's perfect timing. I can never catch you. You're practically never at work, I mean you're in the field with Mare - she rolled her eyes - so now I'm taking the opportunity.

Colin pretended not to listen to her while focusing on the water bottle. Bored, he sighed and began reading the label.

- I also wanted to add that I have remorse after what happened in the archives - she fell silent, looking to see if Colin was looking at her.

Colin unconcerned continued to quietly chew his meal.

- Colin! Listen to me! Stop being an overthinker detached from reality. It spoils everything!

Colin looked at her in surprise.

- Did you say something? - he raised his eyebrows.

- That's what I'm talking about! You don't give a damn about what's going on around you!

- I am eating after all! Give me a break! - he was beginning to lose patience.

- Marg said you go to therapy. As far as I can see, it doesn't help you at all. You are wasting money and time, supposedly valuable time.

Colin raised his eyebrows.

- What are you talking about? And besides, it was you who forced me into this betrayal. I repeated "no"... several times - he drank a big gulp of water.

- God, you really are detached from reality. I feel sorry for Marg.

- I'm sorry you had such a bad experience with me - he got up from the table, put the plate in the dishwasher and leaned against the top of the cabinet.

- You are immersed in your thoughts all the time. Do something about it!

- That's why I go to therapy. Believe me, it helps me, it's better - he reached for the water bottle that was on the table - I'm glad that you don't have such problems. I even envy you. Honestly - he sipped the water - and I'll say it again. Everything that is now between me and Marg... this should be our business... not yours. Fine, you can talk to her about it, but please, not with me.

Roby stared at him in silence for a moment before answering.

- I am an overthinker too. You don't know me as well as Marg. I try my best to work on it. I try to think less and not get caught up in false scenarios. It's just that I don't want my whole life to be one big doubt - she fell silent for a moment - do you think you can start thinking like that? More positive? If not for yourself, do it for Marg. Please, Colin. She deserves it. She is a strong woman, but with your behaviour, you are weakening her. It has nothing to do with supporting her in this difficult time for her.

Colin watched her in silence.

- I know it well that Marg is the only person who can help you. And you know it too. Only your masculine pride doesn't allow you to admit it. She needs you as much as you need her. Don't waste it - Roby still didn't give up.

Colin continued to remain silent. He closed his eyes and shook his head resignedly. He pushed himself away from the countertop and moved toward the kitchen exit.

- That's all you have to say to me?! - she stood up nervously with the intention of stopping him from leaving the kitchen. She reached out toward him to grab his arm.

Colin quickly grabbed her wrist, too much harder than he should have, and pushed her away. She stepped back frightened, grabbing her sore wrist. She froze.

- I would ask you not to touch me again. I don't wish it.

He left the kitchen, leaving his shocked colleague alone. Roby pushed back the material covering her wrist and looked at it. It was bright red. At that moment, she began to fear Colin. He wasn't in control of himself when he was angry. This also made her start to worry even more about her friend Marg.

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@robnovetre

[king-spite]

so it seems the poppy war has become my absolute favorite series so ofc i'm losing my mind comparing every scene with my other favorite series (red queen) and making an unfathomable amount of headcanons

[imjulia-andilikecats]

I Wanna Get This Off my Chest

[lucy-the-cat]

If Mare and Maven had a threesome who would their third be

[evanpetersbr]

Evan Peters — Colin Zabel, Mare of Easttown (2021). 🎬

[legolastaint]

Inspired by @punkitt-is-here horsecomix

[transformers-bold-bright-brisk]

!ART DUMP!

Been sprucing up m concept art for my continuity and even a bit of shading/lighting techniques✨

[ratatatastic]

listen i know aj being hot and fesity and benny trying to join in is good and great but do you know the comedy of kuch and matthew spinning into a frame with a hug? i didnt know we tuned into ice dancing

im sorry i can't take this scrum seriously WHAT ARE MATTHEW AND KUCH DOING

tampa bay lightning @ florida panthers | 9.30.24

bonus aj being hot! do not be distracted by the fuckery matthew and kuch are committing (be distracted by it! but also hot man!)