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PEDRO PASCAL and DAKOTA JOHNSON on the set of the 'Materialists' in New York City

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NICOLA COUGHLAN as PENELOPE FEATHERINGTON in BRIDGERTON SEASON 3 TRAILER (2024)

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Moulin Rouge! (2001) dir. Baz Luhrmann

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Please reblog this is if you would rp with trans muses.

I see a lot of people unwilling to rp with me because my muse is trans, and because of that I feel nobody in the rp community ever will. So, yeah, reblog if you would rp with trans muses (nonbinary muses included).

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Gigi smiled and nodded as Elliot turned down the hall towards his room. It wasn't lost on her how gentle he had been with her, and she wished there were more ways for her to thank him for it. She supposed a cup of hot chocolate would be a start.

After she'd made her homemade cocoa recipe on the stove, she walked into his room with their warm mugs topped to the brim in mini marshmallows. She glanced around as she walked towards his bed. She hadn't really seen the space before, not wanting to invade his privacy, but it looked and felt like him: comfortable, simple yet filled with details of his life that she wanted to ask more about... safe. He was seated on her bed and she gave him a warm smile as she placed his mug down on his bedside table.

She looked around for a place to sit and hesitated briefly. "Um... should I-- should I sit next to you?" She didn't want to assume she was welcome on his bed.

Of course, the moment she stood up, Elliot's eyes zoned in on her bare legs. He could see she was wearing shorts, so he wasn't totally thrown off by thinking she was pants-less at the moment. No, he was just distracted by her petite legs and struggling to push the urge to grab and squeeze them down. But he quickly did exactly that and instantly returned his gaze to hers.

"Oh yeah, totally. That's completely fine." Elliot blinked and laughed at her explanation. "Oh, I mean, I won't turn down a cup if you're offering to make one. But to answer your question, you can bring whatever you feel you need to be comfortable—and any snacks you want."

"Anyway," he cleared his throat, rubbing at the back of his neck. I'll go set stuff up; just join me whenever you're ready." Giving her one more smile, he turned on his heel and headed down the hall, praying that his room wasn't a complete mess.

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📸nicolacoughlan: Smashing it up on the London stage and I'm so proud, you're the best @lukenewtonuk 📷charithra17

📸lukenewtonuk: reunited nicolacoughlan 💛

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BRIDGERTON SEASON 3 (PART 2)

PEN AND COLIN

03x06

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Ella Purnell

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Gigi pushed off her bed and briefly remembered how silly her outfit was and hesitated in embarrassment. The hem of her pajama shorts was barely visible from the large sweatshirt that covered her frame and thick, fuzzy socks covered her ankles. The way Elliot looked down at her made a rosy hue spread across the apples of her cheeks and she found herself staring back, silence settled thickly between them. When he spoke again, she let out a soft breath, offering him a soft smile back.

"I'm okay with your room... um, if that's okay with you," she said softly, appreciating his thoughtfulness again. "Can I bring anything?" she asked awkwardly, inwardly cringing at herself. "I mean, can I make you a cup of cocoa or something?"

Elliot had to make a lot of guesses about why she was more innocent than most people her age. He didn't feel quite so comfortable prying into her past. So he'd figured that she must've grown up pretty sheltered and only recently ventured out to explore the outside world independently. He wasn't judging her at all, though. He actually felt somewhat protective of her. He thought it was partially his duty to look out for her.

There was a part of him, deep down, that wanted more with her. Not precisely a relationship with her. He wasn't a relationship kind of guy. He preferred a more casual dating life, mainly because he'd been in too many failing relationships; he wasn't ready to hop into another one. And he, for sure, wasn't about to pull her into anything when it seemed like she barely knew what sex was. But that didn't stop him from admiring her from afar, perhaps imagining what she'd sound like while he pleasured her.

Realizing he'd been staring at her, he snapped himself out of it, giving her a warm smile. "All my stuff is stashed in my room, but I'm willing to bring it in here if you'd feel more comfortable. Whatever you want."

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Gigi thinks she could cum just from the way Dio says her name.

She leans down to press her lips gently across his face, peppering him with sweet kisses with the hope he'll say it again. She gasps at the way his thick fingers work her up, loosening the channel that has always been so tight until she came across him that night. Her mouth it parted as she attempts to breathe, desperate to fill her lungs with the night air and more of him. She nods eagerly at the direction he gives, sitting back and letting him adjust her as he needs to pull his cock from his pants.

She briefly looks down at him to see his hard member standing at firm, hot attention for her. It's unlike anything she could've dreamed about: long, red, swollen, and she wants to touch him but gasps when he wraps his arm around her to pull her back against him. She can feel his length scalding against her, and she gasped when he collects her wetness to spread it across himself and notch at her opening.

She can't help the squeak that escapes her when she begins her descent. She'd assumed with the way his fingers had spread her apart, how much slick had accumulated between her thighs, and how floaty she felt from the high that she would be more than ready to take him. But she tightens at the intrusion, her thighs shaking until he hits the right spot against her wall. She moans and wrinkles her brow, battling between the varying sensations going through her body.

"It's too big," she giggles, hazy eyes opening for a moment before she lets her forehead fall against his. She wraps her arms around his neck again, shifting her weight forward so she can use him to leverage her body more slowly, and she lets another inch slide inside her. "Dio," she whines, rolling her hips in attempt to move and finally feeling him slide the rest of the way.

"Oh, Gigi." He breathes out her name against her soft skin, a gravelly chuckle vibrating against the curve of her delicious throat. "Gigi. Gigi. Gigi. How could I ever say no to that?" In this lone stolen moment between them, the pliant little creature in his arms has offered him the universe incarnate. Who is he to turn down such an offering? Dio has never been a selfless man, after all. Teeth graze the sharpened line of her delicate jaw, those two fingers continuing to work and stretch her tight cunt even as his other hand reluctantly relinquishes its hold on a perky, rounded breast. "Sit back a little and raise your hips," he coaxes, leaning back to look at her adorable little face again. He drinks in her heavy-lidded gaze and the effects of the high on her eyes and cheeks. There's hardly any space between them anymore; certainly not enough to do what he needs to.

"That's it, kitten." The dark male's praise comes all too warmly, thumb still taunting her swollen clit as his other hand works at the buckle of his belt and the zip of his pants. "You're gonna feel like fuckin' heaven." A heavy arm wraps around her, eagerly pulling her slight body back to him. Only then does Dio retrieve his thick fingers from the warmth of her, using her honey to slather and stroke his turgid cock into position. "Lower yourself slowly, yeah? Grab my shoulders." His meaty head pushes between her plush and dripping folds, muscular thighs burning with the restraint of keeping himself from just fucking into her with the wild abandon that his primal nature begs of him. "Wanna feel you suck me in — gonna enjoy this ride."

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Gigi stretched her arms above her head after an hour curled up with a library book in bed. It wasn't a wild Saturday night by any means, but truthfully? It was everything she could hope for. She was still figuring out what adulthood looked like to her now that she was on her own, and so far this was what made her happiest: a safe, warm place, a book, and a hot chocolate (which sat finished on her side table). The girls she'd met at her job at the diner tried to get her to come out with them a few hours earlier, but she knew she wasn't ready for that yet. Too many unknowns made her nervous -- a new bar, new people... she'd need to work up to that.

When she heard the knock, she was happy to see Elliot leaning against the doorframe, his hazel eyes staring into her own. They had only spent a few nights hanging out since she moved in a few months prior, but she knew she had been lucky to find him when she did. He'd been gentle with her, answering her embarrassing questions without judgement or ego. His support is more than she's ever had, and she doesn't think he'll ever know how much it means to her.

She smiled at his offer, pushing the sleeves of her oversized sweatshirt past her elbows as she sat up in her bed. "I'd love to," she said warmly, eyes finding his as a rosy hue warmed her cheeks. Something about the way he looked at her made her nervous and giggly and she tried to reel it in, praying she doesn't embarrass herself more than necessary.

"Where are you thinking we set up? Living room... your room?"

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As a roommate, Elliot was an incredibly chill guy. It was easy to get along with him. And he didn't mind sharing an apartment with a girl. She was beautiful, but she also seemed relatively innocent regarding many things. Even considering what he did to make money, he tried to keep it separate from his personal life. Some people found it surprising he sold drugs, but they lived in a tiny town and only sold stuff that wouldn't get him into heaps of trouble, so it wasn't putting anybody in grave danger.

Over the past few days, she had been asking him a lot of questions about weed, appearing quite curious about it. Eventually, he decided that maybe she should try it for herself, and who better to guide her through the experience than him. Setting aside some time, he went to her bedroom, gently knocking on the open door and giving her a relaxed smile. "Hey, how do you feel about joining me for a smoke session? I've got plenty of snacks, and we could even watch a movie if you'd like. No pressure, of course."

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