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[luchitohamilton]

lewis talking with mariana becker about his relationship with his father during the brazilian gp '23 [x]

i've had to really work to get to a place where we could see eye to eye, and I put boundaries and i'd be like "no Dad, this is how i am" [imitating Anthony] "and why would you do that?" "well, i want to do it my own way and i will make mistakes but you'll see the outcome", and most of the time i ended up being right but not always. i had one of my engineers, like shov or [somebody else], tell me "you're not always right, right?, you just gotta accept you're not always right" and that's one of the things i struggle with. i argue and argue and argue but then i would say "ok, yeah, you were right".

[onceapilgrim]

Etappe 2 | Angeiras nach Vila do Condo

Dieser Bungalow, in dem wir die vergangene Nacht geschlafen haben ist wirklich, wirklich ein Leichtgewicht! Ist jemand vor oder hinter dem Häuschen gelaufen hat das ganze Ding gewackelt. Gut, dass wir im Bungalow waren, sozusagen als Gegengewicht

[laficcioteca]

RELATO: Eu Sou

Naquela sexta-feira, quando nos encontramos, a manhã clara prometia que haveria sol. Sentei-me em frente a ela e o que mais me chamou a atenção foi a profunda tristeza que vi em seus olhos.

-O que aconteceu? Eu perguntei a ele enquanto afundava meu olhar no dele.

— Perdi algo de grande valor e não sei onde procurá-lo.

Fiquei olhando para ela e senti pena dela porque sabia que sua tristeza era genuína.

-Saber? Eu sei quem você é, mas não o reconheço,” eu disse a ele.

-Se te entendo. Eu também não me reconheço. — Ele me respondeu baixando os olhos envergonhado.

-Em que posso te ajudar?      

— Ajude-me a encontrar o que perdi, já que não encontro sinto que não vivo.

Eu a notei triste e uma lágrima escorreu por sua bochecha.

— Vou te contar o meu segredo para que você nunca mais se perca: sempre que encontrar alguém, olhe nos olhos dessa pessoa. Lá no centro de cada um há uma luz brilhante que pisca. Essa é a sua alma e ela brilha porque está viva.

Ela estremeceu e imediatamente ergueu o olhar, que até então era indescritível.

“Talvez nem tudo esteja perdido. Talvez eu só precise começar de novo", disse ela enquanto soltava o cabelo.

"Ninguém disse que é fácil, mas é menos difícil do que todos pensam."

"E por que isso me deixa tão triste?"

— Isso acontece quando você deixa de ver dentro de si mesmo e esquece que, apesar do que aconteça, sua Alma ainda está viva.

Desde então, nem tudo são rosas, mas todas as manhãs ela olha em seus olhos, e no brilho de seus olhos ela sempre me encontra, lembrando-a que ela pode recomeçar quantas vezes precisar.

Eu sou a Luz da sua alma, a responsável por mantê-lo vivo. E enquanto houver vida, tudo será possível.

Maria Florinda Loreto Yoris.

[caetanojane]

Dobragem pt-pt 🇵🇹 ( eu faço todas as vozes )

[gostoalisboa]

A forma como o nascimento e a maternidade funcionam nos EUA é extremamente chocante. O caminho não é fácil.

Não conseguia imaginar a luta!

[possiblyreallyme]

Kinktober day 18: overstimulation with Gear Five/Nika

warning: overstimulation, creampies, multiple rounds, idk proper portugues but i'm learning so i used google translate👍, not proofread.

Kinktober Masterlist

You should have known, really. Fucking a man like him, practically some sort of deity, telling him you were more than happy to let him have his way with you. Now you had to face the consequenses.

"Ohhh, yeahhh!! Y-Yeah! S-So fuckin' goo- your pussy takes me so fuckin' good, can't stop!" He laughed loudly, letting the combined noises of his happiness and your squelching sex bounce off the walls, the only stable sound to the beat of your pleasure being the consistent way his hips slapped against yours.

You've already cum so many times, at least six, but he couldn't care less. Or rather, he loved it. Said it made you tighter, and so much wetter.

"Huh?" He huffed when you begged once more for him to stop, to just let you breath, hips never once stuttering from their rhythm. "I thought we settled this," He murmured, a childish pout on his lips, brows furrowed in disgruntlement. Well, you had "settled it" a few minutes before, when you told him he could keep going a bit longer, but that was when he promised he'd stop soon.

God, it almost hurt. Your walls were clamping down so tight around his cock they ached. Every muscle in your body felt stiff and sore from how his thrusts gave you whiplash and how he manhandled you into any position he wanted. Your nipples felt puffy and burned from how hard he'd been pinching and sucking and biting just moments ago. Not to mention how damn hyper away you were of every little callous on his hands, how the air felt hot and sticky, how your damp hair clung to your skin, how every ridge and bump on his cock dragged against your pussy.

He was right back to laughing though when he felt his high approaching, sending a spark of fear up your spine when his pace somehow sped up to inhuman speeds, much to his own delight. You shouldn't be surprised that he was so unaffected by how many times he's already stuffed you to your breaking point, why he could move at such speeds and do such things. He wasn't human in the first place.

"Fuuuuuck, y'so tight! Little pussy's clampin' on me, she's all wet an' soft an' prettyyyy," His voice fluctuated from high and scratchy to gravelly and groaning in between words, moaning and panting with his tongue lulled out like a dog, dripping drool onto your hickey-cladded chest while he pawed at your ass. "Ahh, linda, você adora, né? Você pode me dizer para continuar?"

You couldn't understand a damn word, no matter how loud it sounded in your ringing ears, much too focused on gripping the sheets and keeping your cries form turning into screams. Though your eyes were working overtime, scanning how he looked above you, muscles rippling and shimmering with sweat in the moonlight.

It was alright dark out; you noticed dumbly over everything else. It had been morning when he started this.

"Fuck- I'm gonna cum, mama," He moaned, letting his head tip back slowly, rolling his hips languidly against your own. The way his abs rolled with him was hypnotizing to you, in the same way your face contorting with pleasure and your sex splatting against his base was to him, making him giggle at the blissful look you gave.

For as hyper aware you were of everything, the way his tip started crashing against your G-spot before jumping to your cervix to bully you deeper made you forget you own damn place on earth for a moment, and he used those sweet few minutes to pull at the hood of your clit and thumb at the tiny bundle of nerves harshly, pinching at the bud until you screamed and your hips bucked wildly.

"Yeah! Y-Yeah- Você está gozando, eu posso sentir isso, eu posso sentir você gozando no meu pau, linda," He gasped, followed by the scream of your name he always gave you when he came, stuffing you so full you felt yourself swell beneath him.

"Oh! M-Mama! Again!" He wasn't even done pumping into you, and yet you saw that evil smile spread to his face once more, already changing your positions while your sensitivity left your rendered unable to fight against him.

[lovedovechels]

Digital Detox and Self-prioritization

You`re endlessly doom-scrolling on your phone. Your thumb glides from Facebook to Twitter to Tik Tok then to Instagram and back to Facebook again, all within an hour. You scroll until you're consumed with feelings of anxiety, envy, and fleeting bursts of joy. You scroll until you`re overpowered by the desire to be someone else, doing something else and YOU CAN BE! This desire is easily achievable when you put your phone down, take a break from social media, and start living in the real world! I should know, I was just like you once.

I was the girl with a daily screen-time of over ten hours. My life was sedentary, and I was always plagued by envy and bitterness towards the people on social media who seemed to have their life together and were out being exciting people who did exciting things. 

I remember one evening I was carrying out my normal routine of doom-scrolling when I was bushwhacked by a migraine so crippling that it drew a family member`s attention. After relaying my ache to them, they humorously suggested it was probably because of my phone. 

This was my epiphany. Their joke was right- I was spending too much time on my phone and while trying to ignore my pounding head, I recalled all the hours I spent bent over my phone, bleary-eyed and envious of the life of content creators and micro-influencers. 

I recalled watching gym content and admiring these creators' progress while not having the faintest idea of the last time I worked out. 

I used to dedicate my time to passionately responding to comments in defense of celebs who did not know of my existence. I did not once dedicate this same level of commitment and dedication to my passions. 

I posted pictures of myself and religiously compared the likes, views, and comments I garnered to those of my mutuals. I tried to maintain a curated online image that was disingenuous to who I was- heck, I barely knew who I was without the influence of social media.  

This enlightenment (and my migraine lol) shook me to my core. I had to do something fast. I deleted my Twitter, Instagram, and Tik Tok. Since going offline, I`ve had a multitude of free time which I`ve dedicated to self-prioritization and improvement.  

I`ve since fallen into the habit of : 

Creating to-do lists so that my days are productive. 

Picking up new hobbies (blogging via Tumblr, painting, and writing) 

Reconnecting with old hobbies (Reading; so far, I`ve read two books from @kelseytheballerina ‘Digital Minimalism’ reading list). 

Dedicating time and energy towards being more organized and efficient (completing tasks without the temptation to check my phone or the distraction of incoming notifications that require me to update, share, or respond).  

Trying new recipes and cooking more

Gardening (I am currently growing Spinach)

Consistently exercising (working out between 30 minutes to 1 hour) 

Learning a foreign language (Eu falo portugues!) 

Deciding to engage in Bible Study and Quiet Time  

Since deleting social media, I`ve experienced so much personal growth. I feel more self-directed. My life was waiting to be lived and enjoyed just beyond the glare of a screen and I`ve since embraced it and reclaimed my time and made myself a priority. I am finally figuring out who I am, AND YOU SHOULD TOO! 

[loversonthegrid]

sólo lo que te pido | cs⁵⁵

╰┈➤ ✦...Carlos Sainz...✦

╰┈➤ gênero: hot | smut

╰┈➤ + 18 | NSFW | conteúdo adulto | menores de idade, por favor, não leiam

╰┈➤ A/N: resolvi postar essa fic aqui, pois não achei muita coisa em portugues aqui no tumblr e nas outras redes sociais não achei nada que me agradasse. eu escrevi essa fic anos atrás com outro atleta, mas decidi adaptar para o mundo da F1 para saber se tem gente interessada nesse conteúdo além de mim.

se alguém curtir e quiser mais conteúdo é só me avisar na ask, aceito pedidos, só informem o piloto desejado e o tipo de história que querem

espero de verdade que gostem 🤍

✩ dividers = @saradika ✩

Carlos sempre foi uma pessoa muito competitiva.

Qualquer resultado que não fosse o pódio não era o suficiente para ele. E tudo piorava quando isso tinha sido causado por um dos outros pilotos. Checo havia pressionado Sainz na penúltima volta, e o contato entre os dois carros foi inevitável, fazendo com que Carlos rodasse na pista, caindo da terceira para a quinta colocação. O espanhol estava lutando por cada ponto em todas as corridas na tentativa de levar a Ferrari ao terceiro lugar no campeonato de construtores. Mas a perda de posição fez com que a equipe italiana continuasse na quarta colocação, atrás de Red Bull, Mercedes e McLaren.

Ela sabia que o namorado provavelmente estava com a cabeça inunda de pensamentos e se arrependia de ter recusado o convite dele para assistir à corrida na garagem devido a uma reunião urgente do trabalho que apareceu do nada, ficando no hotel que o piloto estava hospedado.

Enquanto isso, no drivers room, Sainz não conseguia colocar seus pensamentos em ordem, queria encontrar Perez no paddock e perguntar se ele não era capaz de ultrapassá-lo sem fazê-lo rodar. Ele tinha um compromisso com sua equipe de conseguir a maior quantidade de pontos possíveis e isso foi tirado dele no final da corrida. 

S/N, sabendo como Carlos estava se sentindo, saiu do sofá em que estava sentada no grande quarto de hotel e foi atrás de seu celular afim de mandar uma mensagem para o namorado e mostrá-lo que ela estava ao seu lado e se surpreendeu quando viu que o mesmo já tinha mandado uma mensagem para ela:

"¡Hola cariño!  Confesso que a coisa que mais quero no momento é socar a cara do Checo, mas sei que não posso. Queria que estivesse aqui comigo, talvez assim toda essa situação fosse mais fácil. Estou indo dar as entrevistas pós-corrida agora, mas juro que vou fazer de tudo para terminar com isso o mais rápido possível. Eu preciso muito de ver, talvez assim eu consiga relaxar um pouco. Te vejo daqui a pouco. Te quiero mucho mi amor ❤"

S/N sorriu ao terminar de ler a mensagem e não via a hora de seu namorado chegar no hotel para que ela pudesse lhe dar um beijo e fazer com que ele esquecesse tudo o que tinha acontecido na corrida.

Ela decidiu, então, tomar um banho e esperar por Carlos usando somente uma calcinha de renda preta que sempre recebia elogios de seu namorado quando era utilizada e uma camiseta dele, que cobria somente metade de suas coxas e deitou na enorme cama de casal de sua suíte esperando Sainz chegar.

S/N acordou com o barulho da porta do quarto sendo aberta, ela dormiu esperando que ele chegasse, mas felizmente ele já estava no mesmo local que ela. Ouviu o barulho da mochila dele sendo jogada no chão e o cheiro de seu perfume forte começar a invadir o ambiente e aguardou que ele se aproximasse da cama em alguns segundos.

Mas isso não aconteceu.

Preocupada, S/N levantou da cama e seguiu pelo quarto completamente escuro a sua frente. A meia-luz que iluminava um canto da sala de estar a era a única claridade em todo o ambiente.  Ao se aproximar do ponto iluminado, ela se deparou com seu namorado próximo a um carrinho de bebidas terminando de tomar o whisky do copo que estava em sua mão e o enchendo novamente. Ela detestava vê-lo assim. Ele só bebia quando realmente estava se sentindo mal e S/N faria o que fosse preciso para ajuda-lo.

— Cariño - ela disse se aproximando dele e o abraçando por trás, passando suas mãos no abdômen sarado do rapaz - ¿Como estás?

— Estou me sentindo péssimo. Eu rodei na pista e não tive tempo de tentar recuperar minha posição - ele bebeu novamente o líquido escuro que continha o copo - Eu queria ter ajudado minha equipe.

— Carlos Sainz Vázquez de Castro, você fez tudo que pode para ajudar sua equipe - ela disse movendo-se e parando em frente ao namorado, ficando no pequeno espaço entre ele e o carrinho de bebidas - você sabe, tanto quando eu, que a Ferrari tem muitas chances de ficar entre os três primeiros colocados no campeonato de construtores, pare de se culpar por algo que não é só sua culpa. Relaxa. Ainda tem algumas corridas pela frente e eu tenho certeza que vocês vão conseguir.

— Eu entendo que você quer fazer com que eu me sinta melhor, mas eu não consigo me sentir bem depois do que aconteceu - ele disse frustrado - eu estou com raiva e preciso descontá-la em alguma coisa e por isso eu escolhi a bebida.

Carlos ia levar o copo novamente aos lábios, mas foi impedido pela namorada que tirou o copo de sua mão e afastou a garrafa de whisky.

— Mi amor, você sabe que não precisa beber 'pra aliviar sua raiva.

— S/N, eu preciso de algo para descontar toda a raiva que es...

— Desconta em mim.

-Nena - ele disse de olhos fechados tentando manter o mínimo de autocontrole que tinha - você sabe que eu não posso.

— Por favor - ela disse depositando beijos no pescoço e maxilar travado do rapaz e sentindo a respiração dele ficar pesada -  es sólo lo que te pido.

Essa frase foi o suficiente para o espanhol perder toda sua compostura e atacar os lábios da namorada em um beijo que continha amor, desejo, luxúria e raiva. Muita raiva.

S/N arranhava a nuca do pilotp com suas unhas e logo procurou a barra da camiseta que ele usava para tira-la e ter total acesso às costas do rapaz. Sainz encerrou o beijo para recuperar o fôlego e se maravilhou com o sorriso estampado no rosto da garota.

— Quer mesmo que eu desconte em você, mi amor? - ele perguntou enquanto enroscava uma de suas mãos nos cabelos negros da mulher e os puxava com força, fazendo com que ela jogasse a cabeça para trás, dando total acesso de seu pescoço para ele.

— Sim, eu quero - ela respondeu de olhos fechados, adorando a forma de como a energia do ambiente estava mudando de tensa e pesada para uma cheia de tesão e prazer.

Carlos depositou mais um beijo nos lábios de S/N e só então parou para admirá-la. Ela ficava extremamente sexy usando as roupas dele.

— Você não tem noção do quanto fica gostosa usando essa camiseta - e com uma delicadeza nada compatível com o clima do ambiente, ele tirou a camiseta que cobria o corpo dela e sorriu ao perceber que a mesma não usava sutiã. O piloto beijou o colo de S/N subindo para seu pescoço e mordiscou o lóbulo da orelha da garota e sussurrou em seu ouvido - mas eu prefiro você sem ela.

— Eu sabia que você ia gostar e por... - sua fala foi interrompida pelo polegar de Sainz indo ao encontro dos seus lábios.

— Silêncio - ele ordenou e colocou lentamente seu polegar dentro da boca da garota que o lambeu e chupou como uma amostra do que faria com o volume que começava a crescer dentro da calça do piloto - eu não quero que você fale sem que eu mande, tudo bem?

Ela apenas concordou com a cabeça.

Se tinha algo que ela amava no relacionamento dos dois era como eles variavam sempre no quesito sexo, indo desde uma foda digna de aplausos a um sexo amorzinho. E amava ainda mais quando o lado dominador de Carlos vinha a tona.

Sainz virou a garota de costas, colando seus corpos. Ela gemeu ao sentir os lábios dele em seu pescoço querendo mais do que nunca ser preenchida por Carlos, enquanto ele passeava suas mãos pelo corpo dela levando uma das mãos a um dos seios descobertos da garota, fazendo-a soltar um gemido alto ao aperta um de seus mamilos já enrijecidos de excitação e, a outra mão, adentrando lentamente a calcinha mínima que ela usava e encontrando sua intimidade completamente úmida, deixando, como sinal de aprovação, uma mordida no pescoço de S/N que gemia alto ao sentir os dedos de seu namorado deslizarem em sua entrada. Carlos, delicadamente, fez com que S/N se debruçar-se sobre a grande janela de vidro, fazendo-a gritar ao sentir seu corpo quente entrar em contado com a superfície gelada. Sainz debruçou-se levemente sobre ela beijando e mordendo seus ombros.

— Como eu já te disse - ele moveu os cabelos dela, os afastando de seu pescoço e nuca e os puxando de leve - não quero ouvir a tua voz sem que eu mande - o piloto começou a descer os beijos por toda a espinha de sua mulher que só sabia gemer em sinal de aprovação - e também só irá gozar quando eu deixar.

Uma vez ajoelhado e com os olhos presos na bunda de S/N, Carlos a admirava como se o corpo da garota fizesse parte de uma das Sete Maravilhas do Mundo.

— Tão gostosa... - Sainz murmurou enquanto apertava a bunda da esposa com força e dava um chupão dolorido fazendo com que ela soltasse um gritinho que mostrava excitação e surpresa ao ato feito pelo rapaz.

Carlos virou a garota rapidamente, fazendo ela encostar as costas no vidro dessa vez. O piloto, ainda ajoelhado, retirou a calcinha da mulher e passou sua língua pela entrada de S/N fazendo-a arfar e morder os próprios lábios para conter seus gritos. Ele acelerou os movimentos de sua língua no intuito de dar todo o prazer do mundo para aquela mulher que se encontrava totalmente entregue a ele naquele momento e ela, a cada movimento que o namorado fazia acertando-a no local certo sentia o seu primeiro orgasmo da noite chegando. Ela queria gritar de prazer. Ela queria gozar. Mas não podia.

— Carlos, eu posso... - ela interrompeu sua frase para soltar um gemido alto quando Sainz começou a apertar seu clitóris com os dedos - posso gozar? Por favor - ela suplicou.

— Goza 'pra mim, gostosa.

E S/N o obedeceu ao sentir a voz dele indo de encontro a sua intimidade. A garota tentava encontrar algo para se segurar e manter o equilíbrio enquanto uma onda de prazer percorria seu corpo e Sainz continuava a passar sua língua sobre ela, prolongando, assim, a sensação prazerosa sentida pela garota. 

S/N estava inebriada. Queria, de alguma forma, dar a Carlos o mesmo prazer que recebia. Ela puxou o piloto, colocando-o de pé e o beijando de maneira feroz, sentindo resquícios de seu sabor. S/N, querendo ficar o mínimo possível no controle, trocou de lugar com ele, deixando-o apoiado na janela e começou a descer seus beijos molhados pelo pescoço e tronco do rapaz.

Finalmente, ela ajoelhou-se na frente de Carlos, se livrando rapidamente da calça e cueca que ele usava e encarando de forma excitada o membro duro de Sainz a sua frente.

— Você quer? - ela perguntou delicadamente enquanto mantinha seus olhos fixos nos olhos do namorado e passava a língua por toda sua extensão. Carlos agarrou os cabelos da morena formando um rabo de cavalo que deixava claro o que ele queria que ela fizesse - Manda, vai... - ela pediu, mantendo seus olhos cravados nos de Sainz e encostava o membro dele em seus lábios semi-cerrados.

— Me chupa... - Essa palavras foram suficientes para que ela soltasse um sorriso sacana antes de colocá-lo por inteiro em sua boca. Ela deixava o rapaz ditar o ritmo, olhando-o nos olhos o tempo todo e passando sua língua sobre todo a extensão, demorando uma pouco mais na cabecinha, fazendo com que Sainz jogasse sua própria cabeça para trás. Ele tentava controlar a velocidade, mas a forma como ela o chupava com vontade e desejo, olhando-o de uma forma quase angelical, fazia com que o mesmo estivesse pronto para gozar em poucos segundos - Ainda não, mi amor... - Carlos disse colocando-a de pé e a beijando de uma forma um pouco mais suave - O que você acha de irmos para a cama? - perguntou, fazendo S/N apenas concordar com a cabeça e voltar a beija-lo, Sainz então, pegou-a pelas coxas grossas, fazendo-a enlaçar suas pernas pela cintura do rapaz e caminhou até a cama de casal.

Carlos colocou a namorada na cama, admirando por alguns segundos aquela mulher que o queria tanto quanto ele queria ela.

Ela puxou Sainz para um beijo selvagem, desejando sentir o êxtase como nunca antes e com uma das mãos tentou levar o membro do espanhol para sua entrada, mostrando-o quanto ela o queria.

— Você está louca para que eu te coma, não é, cariño? - perguntou com um sorriso sacana nos lábios recebendo um aceno de cabeça da mulher como resposta - mas eu vou te fazer esperar mais um pouco, amor.

S/N gemeu novamente em sinal de reprovação, ela queria que Carlos a preenchesse. Sainz prendeu os dois punhos da garota sobre a cabeça da mesma e começou a beijar os seios fartos dela fazendo-a arquear as costas a cada mordida que o piloto a dava. Carlos amava vê-la completamente sedenta a ele, ouvi-la gemer quando ele a tocava em algum ponto mais sensível, a forma como cada movimento dela era extremamente excitante ao seus olhos e a maneira como ela pedia, mesmo que não verbalmente, para ele leva-la ao seu extremo fazia com que o piloto quisesse mostra-la todos os prazeres da vida.

— Carlos... - S/N sussurrou já impaciente, não aguentando mais a tortura.

— O que foi, meu amor? - Sainz perguntou, mesmo já sabendo o que ela queria, abrindo um sorriso afim de provocá-la mais um pouco.

— Por favor... - a mulher pediu.

— Me fala o que você que, cariño - disse o piloto enquanto mordiscava um dos mamilos da garota e tomava-o por inteiro com sua boca, fazendo-a arquear as costas.

— Me come... - ela suplicou.

A voz da mulher, carregada de desejo, fez com que Sainz finalmente desse a ela o que tanto queria.

Carlos soltou os punhos da mulher e a penetrou sem nenhum aviso prévio, fazendo com que os dois soltassem gemidos altos de prazer. A garota puxou Sainz para um beijo afim de controlar seus gemidos. O espanhol começou as estocadas de forma lenta, aproveitando cada segundo, tirando todo seu membro de dentro dela e o recolocando em uma lentidão inigualável, se deliciando com a imagem de seu pau entrando e saindo da mulher que tanto amava. S/N também estava se deliciando que o prazer causado por Sainz, mas ela precisava de mais, naquela noite ela não queria um sexo amorzinho...

— Amor... - S/N disse interrompendo o beijo dos dois, olhando-o nos fundos dos olhos, fazendo com que ele parasse com as estocadas - eu preciso que você me foda com força.

Um sorriso predatório surgiu no rosto do piloto. Ele não a faria pedir novamente.

Em um movimento rápido, ele colocou o corpo da mulher de bruços.

— Fica de quatro - Carlos mandou e a garota obedeceu se movimentando devagar na intenção de provocar o rapaz que assistia à cena atentamente - Eu quero te ouvir gritando o meu nome - disse dando um tapa forte na bunda de S/N fazendo-a soltar um grito de dor.

Sainz começou a penetrar S/N  fazendo com que ambos suspirarem de prazer. Ele deixou com que ela se acostumasse, por alguns segundos, com o volume e então começou com estocadas lentas, porém fortes, tirando todo seu pau de dentro da mulher e a penetrando novamente com força. Quando a mulher começou a rebolar em seu membro e dar suas próprias investidas, foi o sinal verde que ele precisava: começou a dar investidas rápidas e fortes na mulher que gemia incontrolavelmente agarrando-se nos lenç��is.

— Você gosta quando eu te como assim com força? - perguntou se debruçando sobre o corpo da mulher, puxando com firmeza os cabelos negros dela e beijando seu pescoço.

— Sim, eu adoro - ela respondeu com dificuldade por causa do prazer extremo que sentia.

— Que bom, porque eu quero te comer assim a noite inteira.

Carlos, com uma das mãos, começou a tocar a intimidade de S/N aumentando o prazer sentido pela mulher, e se excitando cada vez mais com o rosto dela que se contorcia de prazer.

— Goza 'pra mim, Carlos - S/N pediu, rebolando na cabecinha afim de torturar o marido.

— Puta merda, cariño - disse dando um tapa dolorido na bunda da garota deixando uma marca vermelha.

— Goza 'pra mim, Carlos. Goza em mim.

Essa frase levou o espanhol a loucura, fazendo ele aumenta o ritmo e a força das investidas e acelerar também, os movimentos de seus dedos que agora apertavam o clitóris da mulher. E bastou somente mais algumas estocadas para que ambos, em perfeita sincronia, chegassem ao seus respectivos orgasmos juntos, soltando gemidos altos e sentindo um prazer totalmente indescritível.

S/N, afim de controlar sua respiração descompassada, deitou-se sobre o peito de Sainz, que já estava deitando tentando se recuperar do melhor orgasmo que já atingira na vida.

— Eu sei que já te disse isso milhares de vezes, mas eu te amo - Carlos disse baixo, puxando a mulher para um beijo lento e suave.

-Yo también te quiero mucho, mi amor.

aaaaaaaaaaa senti uma nostalgia muito grande revisando essa fic para postar!

e só lembrei da música da flora mattos enquanto lia essa

queria um piloto desse pra me pilotar :(

[rogha]

me and my brother trying to explain to a guy from libya on the luas that the reason there’s a stop called fatima is because there was a social housing project called the fatima mansions built there in the thirties that have since been demolished and replaced with the herberton apartments and those were probably named after our lady of fatima which is a way to refer to the virgin mary because during ww1 in fatima, portugal mary appeared to three kids a couple of times and told them secrets and things and everyone was like ‘yeah sure’ and the kids were like ‘be here on this day and you’ll see’ and then the sun did some weird stuff but most people kind of think that if you stare at the sun and you start seeing weird stuff that’s probably not a miracle it’s just what happens when you stare directly at the sun for a while but it was declared a miracle worthy of belief in the 30’s and the reason there’s a place in portugual called fatima is probably because there was a big chunk of history where the iberian peninsula was mostly under muslim control from the 8th century to the 15th and that is why there is a random tram stop in dublin with an arabic name probably

[kyuala]

kyuuu, n sei se vc gosta do andy mas olha q delicinha ele falando portugues SUPER BEM( alguma loba br ja pegou ctz)

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oiii amor, eu n falo mto dele pq não tenho certeza se sinto atração (rs just geminiana things ✨) mas ele é um QUERIDOOOOOOOOOOO OLHA ISSO 😭😭😭 alguma br já capinou este lote e que orgulho! ele errando pouquíssima coisa do sotaque affff lindo

[onceapilgrim]

Etappe 1

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Interesting Papers for Week 12, 2024

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Dopamine and glutamate regulate striatal acetylcholine in decision-making. Chantranupong, L., Beron, C. C., Zimmer, J. A., Wen, M. J., Wang, W., & Sabatini, B. L. (2023). Nature, 621(7979), 577–585.

Perturbed Information Processing Complexity in Experimental Epilepsy. Clawson, W., Waked, B., Madec, T., Ghestem, A., Quilichini, P. P., Battaglia, D., & Bernard, C. (2023). Journal of Neuroscience, 43(38), 6573–6587.

Common population codes produce extremely nonlinear neural manifolds. De, A., & Chaudhuri, R. (2023). Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences, 120(39), e2305853120.

Dimensionality reduction reveals separate translation and rotation populations in the zebrafish hindbrain. Feierstein, C. E., de Goeij, M. H. M., Ostrovsky, A. D., Laborde, A., Portugues, R., Orger, M. B., & Machens, C. K. (2023). Current Biology, 33(18), 3911-3925.e6.

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[gostoalisboa]

Meu vídeo novo e sobre a realidade de freelancers em o EUA. As ruas não são pavimentadas com ouro, embora pareça que sim.

Parece que sim.

[cerberus253]

Soo.. not wanting to bother or stress you.. but, what if hsi wu ended up falling inlove with a mortal? Maybe a afro person or someone who is originally from spain?

And honestly, something i think he would find it funny is how some words are in spanish, and especially how buses are called busetas.

(Which in brazil, a lot of people joke about it cause in the portugues dicionary, the word sounds similar to "buceta" which is a way to refer to the private part of a female and also used as a curse word and insult.)

And maybe we can imagine and create some headcanons of how their dynamics of the mortal s/o and hsi wu would be like?

(Also, don't over-work yourself, drink water and rest, have your own time and you can answer this whenever you want or not, and please, i hope i didn't annoy you ;-;)

Although I do believe the Demon Sorcerers are asexual and demiromantic, I'll entertain the idea in the "What If..." universe.

Even in this world, they’d be manipulative, cruel, sadistic, and objectifying. Out of the Eight (Nine if you include Drago), I think Hsi Wu (Sky), Tchang Zu (Thunder), and possibly Xiao Fung (Wind) would be the most likely candidates for gaining at least romantic, even sensual, relationships with humans (Drago included, and he may even have a desire for a sexual relationship, too, but he’s also mostly demiromantic to me).

Gonna repeat this from a previous ask about Hsi Wu to start this:

Hsi Wu is cheeky, mischievous, crafty, manipulative, and a bully he can also be patient and/or sadistic when needed.

I will also be repeating stuff from a similar previous ask, but I’ll shorten it and say it’s a repeat because, even though the previous S/O was a different species, it does not mean he’d act completely different for another. Repeats are similar, but not exact.

Headcannons (SFW)

Going straight to the language bit, it appears that all the Demon Sorcerers know, at least, Chinese (originated there) and English (spends the most time interacting with). Depending on their kingdom locations, they most likely know an additional language. English and Chinese are very different languages, but since Hsi Wu knows English, he's already at a good start with learning any of the Traditional Romance languages, and then possibly Latin. So, he can be taught, and maybe because magic, he'd be able to learn it rather quickly.

Hsi Wu's kingdom was in the Eastern US. The one in Spain was Dai Gui. Now, I know Dai Gui is considered the “caveman” of the siblings, but even he knows Spanish. Hsi Wu, upon learning Spanish, will use it front and towards him in insults when he can. Dai Gui does not like this. Not only can Hsi Wu insult him in English and Chinese, but now Spanish.

(repeat) Hsi Wu would totally keep his human S/O in a human-sized birdcage in his room, eventually upgrading it to a larger, more complex, and fancy looking cage with plants, flowers, rooms, things to climb and hang on, etc. It's not only to keep a protective eye on them, but a protective chamber from jealous eyes harmful hands.

(repeat) Although treasured dearly, being doted on, given gifts, and romantic passion are earned by being a good boy/girl and doing what their told or pleasing him enough. They could ask for the finest foods, apparel, and entertainment, but for freedom outside the castle/Tower is a strict no. The only time it would happen is if the S/O is heavily guarded and/or Hsi Wu himself is with them.

(repeat) When it comes to being let out to roam the Tower and its hanging gardens, it's only if Hsi Wu trusts them enough and/or they beg in such a pitiful yet beautiful way that he kind of feels bad for letting his treasure rot away in a cage.

(repeat) Like I said in a previous post, Hsi Wu's Tower would be decorated and colorful, but spacious enough for him and large flying creatures to fly around without fearing of running into things. Same thing internally, especially within his quarters, where his favorite trinkets and decor, which are mostly if not all from his human S/O, are placed. Any materials the S/O needs, Hsi Wu will have a subordinate fetch it for them.

(repeat) Hsi Wu doesn't need to wear a lot of things because it impacts his flight, but in placement of that, he makes his S/O wear beautiful and fancy pieces. Not only jewelry, but cloth and fibers as well. He loves to look and stare at them, knowing that nobody will ever have anything as exquisite! One can find paintings around the Tower of them, decorated, lounging, and looking seductively fierce with demonic make-up on, like a hulijing ("fox spirit"; Japanese- kitsune). Lucky people can look and be jealous, but not a single one can touch!

Now, although Hsi Wu personally prefers Chinese clothing, upon seeing the bright and colorful apparel, he thought it'd be more fitting for his S/O to be in their traditional wear. I honestly think Hsi Wu would overall love any colorful clothing, like [South]East Asian (Chinese, Vietnamese, Laos), the three that you mentioned (Spanish, Portuguese, Brazilian), and others like Argentinian, Bolivian, Ecuadorian, Guyana... heck, anything in South American by the looks of traditional clothing. Polish, Swiss, Austrian, Azerbaijan, and Czechia for some other European ones. Indian looks pretty as well!

So yeah, the prettiest clothing for his S/O, as well as make-up and jewelry. However, because Hsi Wu wouldn't be too keen on them getting to dirty or injured, so he'd probably want them to be wearing it just about all the time (they are still an object to him, after all), as long as it doesn't outshine himself. Yes, I know we see Hsi Wu in just a cloth in the show, but I'm pretty sure he wore other stuff for different occasions back in the day.

(repeat) Hsi Wu's bathing pool is huge with glistening water and soaps of tropical smells. He would prefer to bathe with his S/O, with them usually washing him, and then maybe him doing the same if he wants to. Of course they feel pleasure from each others' touch, especially the S/O. If female, the S/O would definitely enjoy Hsi Wu squeezing the warm, flesh filed stress balls called breasts.

(repeat) Hsi Wu is never passionate for too long and will eventually go to playing around with them, pinning them against the pool edge to express his dominating presence against their fragile human body.

(repeat) Hsi Wu almost always sleeps with his S/O, very much like how we sleep with toys and body pillows. Their warm body is perfect for cuddling and wrapping his cold-blooded wings around, really enveloping his entirely around them like a cocoon.

Apparently, because you asked, darker skinned people absorb heat more than light skinned people, therefore their body temperature is higher. Because Hsi Wu is a cold-blooded lizard demon, he would prefer this over any other skin color. However, heat rash and other heat related skin responses are also increased. Hopefully magic and science together can easily prevent, or lessen the likelihood, of this from happening!

(repeat) Hsi Wu knows about kissing, but why it became a thing is beyond him, but he gets they do it to show affection. Obviously he never sat and watched people do this, nor have ever practiced, so his first kiss was very awkward. Really he just smashed his mouth against his S/O's, almost breaking their nose. Since he's willing to do this on occasions, the S/O would give him lessens. Lots and lots of lessons~ Even suggesting the tongue kind~

"Ugh, kissing with our tongues?! That's disgusting!... DO IT AGAIN."

Playing with his ears while doing so will lead to him biting, lips or tongue. Of course the S/O is into that, ya know, as long as nothing is being bite off.

(repeat) He may be serious and more patronizing to his S/O in public, because image to humans and his siblings, but behind closed doors is where the affection is really shown. Hugging, cuddling, nuzzling, kissing, making out, etc is done rather aggressively and normally ends up with them falling over onto the ground or Hsi Wu's nest. Is this what true love feels like? Damn, no wonder humans go crazy over this stuff!

I'm unsure if Hsi Wu would let his S/O study magic, because there's a possibility they may use it against him, but then they could defend themselves if he wasn't there, so what to do?? Well, he needs to at least teach them flying, or levitation magic (god forbid you try to convince Tso Lan to do that favor), so they could fly together! When that happens, he'll give them flight lessons. If the S/O is knowledgeable and skilled enough, they could trick him into doing the areal mating dance some birds do, just to fluster him XD

Although Hsi Wu foes have sensitive ears, he does enjoy music; it’s just that high pitched and loud AF notes hurts his ear holes. Anyway, he’d probably want his S/O to be able to sing, and if they can’t, he’ll find someone to teach them how. Dancing can be nice, too (refer back to that other Hsi Wu post about the owl-human hybrid for the types of dancing), but singing is more to his liking. He can’t do it himself, but he loves a great singing voice 👌

Headcannons (NSFW)

Now, depending on if they have the ability to sexually reproduce, they can get sexually aroused, but it’s very low. They do not have the desire to have sex, but if they are doing foreplay, or are in the middle of “doing it,” they’ll eventually get aroused. Some may take longer than others, and some may need very specific foreplay to get there.

Yes, Hsi Wu would find it funny that common words (“busetas”) in one language (Spanish) sound like something inappropriate (buceta) in another (Portuguese). I can see him using it more like an insult than trying to be sexy, especially since it’s “bus” to “woman parts.” “I can’t wait to get into that bus of yours” XD

Wait. English has the meme “bussy” to mean “pussy.” Hang on… no, it would still be a joke to him.

Hsi Wu wasn't on-board with anything sexual at first, but grew into it eventually because it's fun to Do It with someone you genuinely love, not just to 'get your rocks off,' which he sees as pathetic and weak. Like, really, all your species' emotional decisions center around sex? Damn, that's dumb and not something an amazing Demon Sorcerer would do. We're above that!

(repeat) Like I said, it takes a lot of convincing to get a Demon Sorcerer to have sex. Hsi Wu would eventually be convinced with foreplay, usually the begging and submissive kind. Like, one can start off with exposing and splaying themself out, maybe touching him, obviously signalling what they want, but that's not gonna convince Hsi Wu to do anything; he'll only verbally tease them to do better than that.

"Let's see how much you really want me, hm?~" Work, baby. Work. The S/O will need to show how much they want him by getting him sexually aroused. Once that eventually happens (begging, moaning, cooing, any pitiful noise really), Hsi Wu will pin them down and get aggressively, and playfully, dirty with them, both physically and verbally~ Sweet Nothings, kisses, licking, biting, scratching, bondage, choking, overstimulating, etc. Although the S/O was the one to be "on top" first, Hsi Wu was only letting them. Now that he's ready to go, they have to relinquish that power whether they like it or not!

(repeat) Bondage. He's into bondage, especially the hanging kind. He's put them up in embarrassing and exposing poses, and will physically tease them unil they cry and beg to be touched and pleasured.

If the S/O is female: BOOBS. BOOBIES. BREASTS. MAMMARIES. They are soft, warm, squishy, and relaxing for both parties! Alternatives for these Fun Flesh Sacs are butts, love handles (called that for a reason), hips, and thighs! Hsi Wu WILL squish them, he WILL enjoy it, and he WILL leave scratch marks from him claws piercing into them too much!

(repeat) Nicknames include: "my [mortal flesh] toy," "Dolly," "Pretty Little [Song]Bird," "darling," "plaything," "honey," and "miscreant," "scoundrel," "harlot," etc.

Connecting back to the singing voice of his S/O, if they can sing, he’d love attempting to run those chords dry with their seductive moaning, really making them a temporary mute afterwords XD

Now, when doing foreplay with him, once can touch and rub against him, but are not allowed to get penetrated. That's HIS responsibility/job. Maybe he'll let his S/O do the job for him if he's too lazy and just wants to watch them struggle, moaning and whining as they gyrate on him with that desperate, blushing, lolling face of theirs~ <3

[www-pinkhearse]

Got bored did A Flag Tier List . Under the cut my explanation for the one person that could find that of interest

First off THIS IS PURELY AESTHETIC 👍

My favorite Are the ones with a recognizable pattern if turned black and white HOWEVER i also put into consideration the colour combos which is why I put Estonia and Luxembourg’s so high. I wanted to bring Macedonia up as well as i find the Flag to be extemely recognisable however i just didnt like the pure red, Same reason why Switzerland’s in A instead of S.

Another thing for me is for flags to be easy to be drawn over and over again. My usual standard is if a Child can draw it, it’s a good Flag. Reason why all the complicated stems are d tier. Exceptions include:

Albania is an exception cause Albania FUCKED.

Kosovo ranked higher though cause I’m rooting for her.

Belarus also as i find the side pattern to BE extremely endearing, and has an extremely nice cultural Touch

Some flags im gonna be honest ranked high due to bias: Romania for example as I grew up there. but also oh my god can I just say i wish so badly they went through with the hole in the design, It has such a rich history and it’s so unique

I had to split up the Nordic sister and that HURT but some colour combos work better then others, such as me having a huge biased for yellow/blue combos over red/white/blue as it’s kinda overdone imo (big reason why Czech Republic is in a instead of s) Another one i find overdone is white/red with flags such as Poland, Monaco and Malta blending all in together for example. Some red/whites just have a bad red (Latvia’s is basically brown and Switzerland and Portugal’s having the opposite oversaturated problem)

Speaking of Portugual I was so divided on it. On the one hand it’s truly unique, having an unusual color combo, having a unique pattern that districted it from the others and being so ugly that it went right back to being amazing (e.g. Maryland comes to mind) but I just, COULDNT look over how ugly the green and red looked.

Speaking of, red/green are an amazing combo in a lot of these that aren’t OVERLY overdone but still look nice (if you choose the right tone). Bulgaria and Belarus look extremely nice. Adding the white jusy makes it kinda Lose uniqueness.

“So why did Italy rank so high” brother I live there I’ll always have a bias. But also. It’s recognizable colour combo wise so? Yk?

I put high all the flags that use a light blue as I find that to be unique (ESTONIA☝️ but also Luxemburg and Greece) which speaking of Greece top tier flag amazing job yall.

Black/yellow/red is very original and recognizable howevwr it’s so ugly I could only give the leverage of being so up high to Germany cause everyone knows her, I feel like Belgium ISNT as recognizable outside Europe but that may be me? Also idk why I just don’t think the colour palette goes with the vertical stripes, it feels more correct on horizontal ones

That’s all I have to say? Again this is a purely aesthetic rank, I like European geography so 👍

Feel free to ask anything cause I like to talk abt stupid stuff