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demonstars · 5 months
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Got reminded of this photo and fuck first time i saw it it looked like he was wearing a hoop earring (and also the little curl looks like eyeliner) and i can't stop thinking about it, I will give anything to see dream wearing a hoop earring
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THE WAY HE LOOKS LIKE HE HAS EYELINER HAUNTS ME STILL @ dream let me do your face pleasepleapel PLEASE. I had never thought about the hoop earring but now that you mention it It would look so cute
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yume-fanfare · 7 months
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Por cierto Mar qué tal en la convención, mucha gente? Dificil andar entre puestos como siempre?
buah estoy agotadísima aldjskfjdk no había ido nunca al ifema y el sitio es Enorme, no nos dio tiempo a ver los stands comerciales akdjskfjs pero la cantidad de gente esperada más o menos la verdad lel
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estoy pobre ahora 👍
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juantinarchive · 4 days
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❤️‍🩹 GOD ONLY KNOWS ❤️‍🩹
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aricastmblr · 2 years
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Jimin & Jungkook 2013-2022 hanbok - chuseok
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yo-soy-la-justicia · 2 years
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🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡MIREN QUE PRECIOSO SE VE SONRIENDO🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡
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Igual llorando se ve bonito🥺
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I want to see that smile on his face again(╥﹏╥)
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w00fwoof · 10 months
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que día tan perfecto para pegarle una romantizada a mi vida de tamaños industriales
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idoltoons · 2 years
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Khalil be like:
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perdone si ta algo mal el dibujo, lo hice con prisa :(, y vi su verdadera forma y se me vino a la mente rapidamente esto
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NO DIGA BARBARIDADES!-💕💖✨
ESTA HERMOSO!!! 💕💖✨
ME ENCANTA!!! 💕💖✨
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chewtoyfrank · 1 year
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gerard way. ¿sabes que te amo mucho?
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barceloana · 2 years
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they should make rubinrot into a tv show and i should be in charge of it and also they should give me unlimited budget to do so
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cieloenlospies · 8 months
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mencanta donde trabajo pero ir en la bici y leer por todas partes el tag de la que escribe su nombre al revés 😒
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tarjapearce · 9 months
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Lips anon! Had a tasty thought, imagine Ranchero Miguel and the Pastor's Daughter 😳
You are supposed be a sweet little cherry and you are, but behind barn doors you're getting bred by Miguel. You truly love each other, and you're ashamed of your lust, but he assures you that he's going to marry you. It's no lie. He's just going to pump a baby into you first ❤️
Jeeeesshhh. 🤤
VERY NSFW under the cut
More Ranchero Miguel here
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When Miguel had arrived to your family's farm as a recommendation by a close friend of your dad, you couldn't believe how... easy it was to sin.
Your mother would often swat your head and reprimand you whenever your stare, lingered too much on him. Saying "No daughter of mine will be mingling with that boy." But you didn't care.
Not when he had popped your cherry in the barn. Strong and calloused hands had held you in place as his fat cock slid into you, condom wrapped a bit too tight around him. Riding you gently as he mumbled the sweetest things into your ear. He made sure to make it special.
Sometimes he'd tease you by working shirtless in the barn, he'd ride Agustín, A pure bred horse, hat snug on his head. Your friends would unabashedly stare at him.
"Señoritas" (Ladies)
He tipped his hat but you knew that smile on his face belonged to you only, your friends giggling and gushing over the fact you had such fine man, under your care.
You felt shame washing over you at the breathless petitions you made him.
"Use the rope!" He would. He would tie your hands above you in one of the posts as his girth rammed viciously into your tight and soaking pussy, only to leave it swollen, full of him and flushed by the constant slapping of his toned hips.
"Choke me" He'd squeeze his large hand that easily wrapped on your neck, cutting the air enough to pump his load inside a couple of times inside your greedy cunt.
"Dios mío, preciosa" He growled as you milked and squeezed him. He could feel every pulsation of your insides embracing him, trapping him.
But this time he was being particularly rough on you. The frustration of you not being swollen with his baby at this point made him to rile your legs up to his shoulders, spreading you, as his fat, cum leaking, thick cock sheathed on your pussy-sleeve
He covered your mouth as your hands fisted in tight balls on his chest, tears prickling at the corner of your eyes.
"No hagas mucho..." He growled as his hips smacked yours with such force it sent you bouncing underneath him, "Ruido" (Don't make too much noise)
Your mewls and grunts died on your mouth as he fucked you thoroughly.
"Te vas a ver tan chula con esta pancita redonda" (You'll look gorgeous with this round belly)
God, the thrill to have him all to yourself doing as you asked, only to be pampered later with such delicacy made your stomach flutter. Your mother would surely die out of a heart attack if she knew you were letting the farmboy she disliked so much, fill your little tight hole to the brim as many times as he saw fit. And your father, would surely want to shoot him for corrupting you.
"Ya quiero casarme contigo, chaparrita" (I already wanna marry you, baby)
Tears rolled down your cheeks as he didn't show any signs of stopping, at least not anytime soon. Pleasure borderline biting and overwhelming. In reality was, That Miguel only obliged at your wishes just to see your pretty, dolled up eyes rolling to the back for him and he alone.
"Pa' llenarte de hijos preciosos. Sólo mírate" (T'fill you with pretty children. Just look at you)
"So pretty and good f'me, yeah?" you nodded and your spine arched.
He was definitely fucking a baby into you tonight.
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Esta es la imagen y algunos datos (O no) la “Historia” la pones tú ¡La tuya! ¿Lo harás?¿Las cosas de los Rolling Stones?
"Par Esta es la imagen y algunos datos (O no) la “Historia” la pones tú ¡La tuya! ¿Lo harás?¿Las cosas de los Rolling Stones? a tu precioso amor"-(DAC-057-1)-Air Studios, Monserrat, Caribe, Olympic S ound Studios, Londres, 15 de marzo - 29 de junio de 1989 Sesiones
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theginkosakata · 2 years
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aricastmblr · 1 year
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[리무진서비스] EP.56 만우절 특집 with 방탄소년단 지민 | April Fools' Day Special with BTS Jimin
https://youtu.be/1wvz8Rs7dgc
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pablitogavii · 6 months
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https://www.tumblr.com/zowanew/734000722558025728 omgggg have you seen this vid?? Litteraly so cute, i need the fanfic version of this pleasees
Mi Vida
You took your little boy to see his dad during his time with the selection because he really became impossible at home begging you to take him to Pablo.
"Lo siento, amor..he didn't sleep all night and kept asking for you" you explain and Pablo squatted down to be the same height as the boy who pouted the same way his dad does when he wants something.
"Didn't we agree for you be good for mamá, chaval??" he asked and Mateo grunted reaching his arms around his dad's neck and nuzzling his face into Pablo's neck. Pablo sighed hugging him back and raising him up while giving you a wink.
"Lo siento, papa..miss you" he said making you awe internally always blushing whenever you saw your two boys together like this. They were absolutely precious!!!!
"How long did he sleep when I left??" he asked you and you chuckled remembering that the moment Pablo tucked him into bed, kissed you goodnight and left the hotel, the little boy was back on his feet asking to see his dad again. He was so connected to Pablo it was crazy!!!!
"Not much...." you answered.
"Do you like my t-shirt, papa??" Mateo said showing him the Spain's crest and Pablo smiled nodding his head and kissing his son's head.
"If you have things to do, we can wait for you??" you say seeing that there were people waiting for Pablo to take some pictures with the team and some fans.
"NO!! " little boy protested holding tighter and you chuckled shrugging your shoulders while looking at Pablo with a smile.
"how about this, you wait with mamá here and I will take you two to lunch despues..a burger??"Pablo said knowing that just like him burger was his son's weakness since he was in la masia and doesn't often get to break his diet.
"Si?" Pablo asked again while the little boy nodded still pouting as Pablo put him down and kissed his head before ruffling his hair.
"Tan linda...." Pablo said when he leaned in and kissed your lips before walking away to take some pictures.
"Mi papa es un futbolista mejor here!!" Mateo said and you giggled seeing Pablo smirking when he heard that while his teammates chuckled.
They were taking multiple pictures while you were sitting with Mateo on your lap on the bench until the boy jumped off running to his dad while you called for him. (the video)
He came to Pablo and he opened his arms helping him sit on his lap while you shook your head but he said "esta bien" while continuing to take pictures with Mateo laying his head on Pablo's shoulder slowly falling sleep. Que precioso!
"Gracias!" photographer said and Pablo smiled nodding his head and looking to the side to look at his son's sleeping face before smiling at you walking towards them.
"Finally asleep, huh??" you say sitting next to them and Pablo nodded caressing his hair while pulling you closer letting you rest your head on his other shoulder.
"Mi vida.." Pablo whispered as you closed your eyes as well just enjoying the little peaceful moment with your two boys.It is all that you need💙💙💙💙
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miskhalie · 2 months
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Una tarde tranquila - Enzo Vogrincic x Reader
Pairing: Enzo Vogrincic Advertencias: ¿insinuaciones? Solo fluff
Era un miércoles por la tarde. El sol brillaba aun a estas horas de la tarde, era verano y los días se habían alargado por lo que el sol no llegaba a irse del todo. Además hacia un calor que calentaba las zonas áridas, por lo que tu novio, Enzo, y tú habías decidido quedar en el parque, donde regaban el césped y había una fuente donde los niños se bañaban.
Os sentasteis sobre el césped aún seco y empezasteis a hablar sobre la nueva película que había empezado a rodar. Un drama sobre un avión siniestrado en los Andes. Su personaje se moría por lo que no podías dejar de burlarte, pensando que solo sería otro cameo de los suyos. Otro extra que moría de fondo, pensabas. Pero esta vez te equivocabas. De hecho te lo explicaba mientras tu desplegabas la manta para sentaros.
Este tiene mucho recorrido, seguramente hasta el final de la película. - sonrió altivo.
Quizás no te echan porque les da pena decírtelo. - una vez estirada os sentabais sobre ella y sacabais lo que habías traído para merendar, organizando un pequeño picnic.
Muy graciosa - dijo riendo sarcásticamente.
Decidiste hacer fresas con chocolate para que cubrir los antojos de tu novio desnutrido. No podía comerlo, pero no tenían porque saberlo, además, Enzo nunca te decía que no, ya que te veía preocupada. él había traído coco cortado y frutos secos. Pero, a última hora, compró dulces porque sabía que te encantaban las gominolas. Tú también decidiste traer algo más cuando lo viste en la panadería, unas galletas caseras con frutos secos.
Enzo cogió una galleta y se la llevó a la boca. Su flequillo le cubrió la frente y tú se lo colocaste detrás de su oreja.
Estas precioso hoy, espero que no te hayan agobiado mucho las mujeres por el camino. - cogiste una fresa y la rodeaste con tus labios. Enzo cogió aire al verlo. El jugo te caía por los labios y el chocolate cubría tu boca como un delicioso pintalabios. Era un hombre después de todo, no podía resistirse a tus encantos.
Te besó suavemente, saboreando el gusto de tu boca. Fresa, chocolate y tú. No era mala combinación.
Y algunos hombres. - admitió avergonzado. Aún no había triunfado con su film y ya se echaban sobre él. Tú reíste, apoyándote en tus codos para tumbarte al igual que hacía él.
Aunque no daba mucho el sol donde os habíais tumbado, se te podía ver el pecho saliendo de las copas de tu sostén por debajo de la blusa blanca transparentosa. Traviesa, habías decidido llevar un sostén rosa pastel para que Enzo se muriera al verte. Pero esta vez, aun que lo había notado, te miraba melancólico a los ojos y besaba tus labios sin una pizca de lujuria, sino que con cariño. No era inusual, ya que la debilidad de su cuerpo en ayuno lo ponía más cursi de lo normal. Así que lo disfrutabas en silencio, como si fuera un cervatillo y en cualquier momento pudiera asustarse.
Te quiero - simplemente dijiste.
Yo también te amo. - dijo él con los ojos cerrados a la vez que acariciabas su mejilla.
Ayer te había mandado un mensaje de lo mucho que te quería y de lo importante que eras en su vida. Le había parecido necesario debido a que una de las escenas de la película lo había puesto sensible. La escena donde Liliana Methol moría.
Y justo cuando os ibais a dar un beso, se conectaron los aspersores y os mojaron enteros. Por suerte, tu falda vaquera no dejo ver nada, pensaste mirándola. Levantaste la cabeza y viste a tu novio mojado, con sus músculos rígidos bajo su remera blanca y su pelo semi-largo mojado sobre su frente. Tragaste saliva. Tu tampoco eras inmune a la belleza de ese hombre.
Te dieron ganas de llevártelo a casa y hacerle suplicar por ti. Pero te acordaste de que hoy era un día tranquilo para él.
¿Podemos ir a casa? - se mordió el labio. Quizás al final no estaba tan tranquilo.
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