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Criminal!Joe - Bleed: Joe Velasco x Reader

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The Wolf - Joe meets his queen in an unexpected place.

Reward - Joe rewards you for your loyalty.

One More (NSFW) - Joe ruins you when you display your devotion. 

Pictures of You (feat: Mike Duarte) - Mike discovers you're alive.

You’ve been Joe’s girl for over three months when he asks you about the scars on your back, the ones he spends his nights tracing his fingers over. You’re lying on your stomach, drowsy and sated, the sheet barely covering the curve of your ass when he raises the question.

“They used a knife.” You tell him, burying your face even deeper into the pillow. “They heated it up first because they wanted to make sure I felt the blade everytime they cut me.”

“Why?” He asks you, his dark eyebrows furrowing into a frown. His fingertips trail over the largest one, chasing over the raised flesh.

A businessman wouldn’t do something like this, he wouldn’t damage the stock. You’re a beautiful woman, well educated, sophisticated. Clients would pay thousands just to spend the night in your presence. This poses a problem for Joe because the people he deals with are professionals just like him, they don’t supply damaged goods. There’s no way you should have been his shipment that night. That thought hasn’t occurred to him until now, he’s been too caught up in the romance of it all.

“The man I was with, they wanted to hurt him.” You find yourself telling him. “They took me off the street, tried to ransom me and everytime he refused to pay…”

You trail off, your eyes closing because you don’t want to go back to that place, the one where those men recorded every single moment of your agony, your humiliation.

“You don’t have to talk about it.” Joe says softly, his fingertips brushing the hair away from your features so that he can read your expression. Sometimes it’s like looking into a mirror. The two of you are both survivors who’ve endured through unspeakable things, but you’ve come out stronger, more hardened against the world because you understand it’s cruelty.

“I love you.” He whispers fiercely as he gathers you up close, your head comes to rest upon his chest. Your fingertips brush over his own scars, the ones his father left embedded in his skin over thirty years ago.  “Believe me when I say I won’t let anything like that happen to you again.”

“You can’t make that promise.” You say softly. “Noone can.”

Everything about what happened to you bothers Joe.

He can feel the rage searing underneath the surface of his skin as he lies beside you, listening to the sound of your breathing in the dark. He thinks about the men that hurt you, the terror you must have felt, the agony every time they cut into your flesh, and he gets that metallic taste in his mouth.

He hears your words ringing in his ears and it feels like he’s being stabbed in the chest because the man you were with before him…

He wants to kill the fucker with his bare hands for feeding you to the wolves, for letting them tear you apart piece by piece.

He kisses you before he slips out of the sheets, his lips brushing over yours with a tenderness he reserves only for you. You whine as he withdraws, and he smiles just a little because even you’re sleeping you want him. He loves you and he would do anything to make sure that nothing like that ever happens to you again.

Terry Bruno is already waiting for him in the office by the time he arrives. The other man has been his confidant since the very beginning, he’s loyal and fierce, with a sharp investigative mind. Joe knows that he can trust him with the task he has in mind.

“I want to know who hurt her.” He tells the other man as he settles behind the desk. “Track the sale, find out how she ended up in our shipment.”

“Anything else?” Bruno prompts because he can see the fire in Joe’s eyes, he knows there’s something else simmering below the surface.

“I want the man who left her in the hands of those animals.”  Joe tells, his fingertips rapping out a tune on the surface of the desk. “I want to make him bleed.”

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Biden’s State Department in a nutshell.

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A Palestinian David vs An Israeli Goliath

A Palestinian David vs An Israeli Goliath

A Palestinian Child vs An Adult Israeli Trained To Kill

A Palestinian Rock vs An Israeli Assault Rifle

A Palestinian Original Land Owner vs A Zionist Invader

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"British Prime Minister Keir Starmer’s office said Friday that the U.K. will not intervene in the International Criminal Court’s request for an arrest warrant against Israel’s Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu. The announcement is reversal of plans announced by former Prime Minister Rishi Sunak, who was ousted earlier this month when Starmer’s Labour Party swept Conservatives from office in a landslide.

“This was a proposal by the previous government which was not submitted before the election, and which I can confirm the government will not be pursuing in line with our long-standing position that this is a matter for the court to decide,” a Starmer spokesperson said.

[...]Netanyahu and other Israeli leaders condemned the move as disgraceful and antisemitic. U.S. President Joe Biden also criticized the prosecutor and supported Israel’s right to defend itself against Hamas — as did Sunak

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For the humans that still have a heart, humans are burning and children are being beheaded from airstrikes in a sea of burning tents in Rafah. 40 fake beheaded babies got more sympathy and care then real Palestinian babies who have been beheaded for the past 8 months from brutual airstrikes. No words left.

Screenshot from @u.h.gaza video

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The youngest and the oldest on set being best friends is so adorable to me

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Next up: Biden continues to be a crusty piece of shit who ignores his voters

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Gonna tell my kids this was One Direction

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Criminal!Joe - The Wolf: Joe Velasco x Reader (NSFW)

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You’re pretty, prettier than all of the other girls in the latest shipment and that’s why Joe picks you to warm his bed that night. He does it with every fresh group of women that filters through his trafficking operation. He chooses one for himself, fucks her and then sells her to the highest bidder along with all the others.

When he tips your chin up to meet his gaze, he senses the defiance in you, he welcomes it. The women before were always too compliant, letting him do exactly what he wanted; even when his tastes got a little exotic. There’s a little crazy in you he can tell, that’s fine, he has a little crazy in him too. He’s interested to see where the night takes him.

You’re waiting for him in his bedroom when he concludes his business.

You surprise him because you’re already undressed, your clothes folded neatly in a pile in the chair where he likes to sit when he fucks a woman’s mouth. Already you’re throwing off his dynamic and he feels a pulse of excitement because it’s been a very long time since anyone has surprised him.

Your underwear is cheap black cotton, but you wear it like a queen. You stride towards him as if you’re modelling something on a runway and he can’t help but be a little impressed.

“They say The Wolf fucks like an animal, but I think he just hasn’t found the right mate.” You murmur as your fingertips trail along the buttons of his shirt undoing each one until the garment hangs open.

He laughs then because you really are something else. He’s meant to be ravaging you right now but instead he’s being seduced. It’s an interesting turn of events. He lets you continue your game, your fingertips ghosting over his skin as you slowly undress him.

When you kiss him for the first time, he doesn’t expect it. Your lips are soft and heated and he finds himself cradling the nape of your neck as his tongue delves deep into the recesses of your mouth. You taste like honey, and he licks the sweetness out of your mouth like it’s his favourite fucking thing because you unleash something inside of him, something he’s never felt with any other woman.

The other women, they yielded to him, but they’ve never participated. There’s always been a disconnect. With you it’s different, there’s a desire in your eyes, a fierce passion that rivals his own. He’s used to taking his pleasure, with you he finds himself giving it.

You’re the first woman he goes down on in almost a decade. He pins your hips to the bed, his fingertips leaving bruises as he thrusts his tongue inside of you. The noises you make when you come, Christ he’s never heard anything so erotic.

You’re smiling when he lifts his head, your skin flushed and your eyes bright. You look like you belong here in his sheets, and he knows in that moment there isn’t a chance in hell he’s going to sell you after this.

He’s surprised when you climb into his lap, your thighs straddling his hips. He expects to fuck you from behind just like all the others but instead your fingers thread through his hair, drawing his lips back to yours as you sink down on his cock.

That’s the real difference, he realises in that moment, you want him. You crave him just as much as he craves you. He moans into your mouth when you begin to move, your hips rolling against his, taking him deeper. Already you’re on the cusp, he can tell from the way you tighten around his dick.

“That’s it.” He mutters against your skin. “That’s it, give it to me.”

You’re loud, so fucking loud that when you come for him this time, he has no doubt that his guys outside the door can hear it.

“Tell me.” He murmurs, his palm gripping your chin as he forces you to look into his eyes at the moment of climax. “Tell me I’m the only one that’s ever fucked you this good.”

You breathe the words into his ear as your nails rake across his shoulder blades, the pain intermingling with the pleasure as he spills his release inside of you. He fucks it deeper, milking every drop from his cock as he kisses you into oblivion.

He holds you in the aftermath, his arms wrapping around your body as you lay in the sheets you’ve just ruined. His thumb trails over the scars that line your back, he wants to ask but it’s not the right time. He’s known you for two hours at this point and he wants to learn every single one of your secrets. You’re tangled up in one another, your fingertips toying with the gold crucifix he’s worn since his confirmation.

This is another first for him, usually he leaves his women wrecked in bed while he showers. They’re usually gone by the time he comes back, his men returning them to the cage with the others.

When they come for you, it’s with a timid knock because The Wolf, he’s never kept a woman this long. He’s usually done by now and back at his desk, watching the auction.

When he opens the bedroom door, he’s clad in black pyjama bottoms. His chest is bare, those vivid red scars that intersect his flesh stand prominent in the low lighting. There’s a glass of whisky in his hand, he sips from it as he shakes his head.

“Not this one.” Joe tells his men as he glances back at you. You’re wearing his robe, your own crystal tumbler of whiskey clasped in your hand. “This one is mine.”

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Shemar Moore kissing the entire cast of criminal minds is my favorite thing

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Keir Starmer: Israel Has The Right To Kill

These so-called leaders keep giving Israel the green light to commit genocide, war crimes and crimes against humanity.

They supply that Rogue state with weapons to commit genocide, war crimes and crimes against humanity.

Then they consistently validate that pariah's genocide, war crimes and crimes against humanity.

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Bob Costas is not holding back!

He is absolutely correct when he states:

“There is no cult of Biden”

Let’s let Jeff sum it up:

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