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[giuliannna]

THAT'S ALL YOU, BABY

hamzah's too busy to help you out.

"god.." you hear grumbling coming from the corner of your room, where your boyfriend's sat at his desk. "fuckin'.. stupid shit.."

you sit up, your gaze landing on hamzah's face, illuminated by the bright white glow of his computer screen. the clack of keys is loud in the quiet atmosphere of the dark bedroom, and if you squint, you're able to make out the thumbnails of numerous video clips on his screen.

you've been waiting for him to come to bed for hours - you were restless, and you began to toss and turn as he deals with editing a new video, one that he was hell-bent on finishing tonight.

hamzah hears the rustling of the comforter, his head whirling around to see you staring over at him. "shit.." he murmurs. "sorry, baby. i'm almost done, i promise."

"s'fine," you mumble, flinging the sheets to the side, dragging yourself out of bed and walking over to where he's slumped in his desk chair. "what's taking so long?"

"martin," he sighs, sliding his glasses off the bridge of his nose, setting them down before rubbing his temples. "he was supposed to help me out with this, but he's not responding."

"oh," you mutter, peering over his shoulder at the monitor. "you want company?" i ask, my voice low in his ear.

he peers at you, tilting his head back. "sure," he says, somewhat hesitantly, like he's reading your mind - seeing right through you, knowing that you want something.

you grab the armrest of his chair, swiveling it toward you. his eyes meet yours with an accusatory look underneath his dark lashes as you stand over him.

"what?" you ask innocently, a scoff escaping your lips as you slowly place yourself on top of his thigh, your legs folded up on either side of his leg. your body fits against his like a puzzle piece in the cushioned desk chair.

you can sense that he's already onto you, he just knows you that well.

"what're you doin'?" he whispers, resting his hands on top of your thighs, his middle finger tracing small circles against your skin.

"nothin'." you respond simply, reaching behind you to grab his glasses off the desk and slide them back onto his face, quickly kissing him on the cheek. "keep working."

"mm." he hums, obviously not believing you. he turns the chair back toward his desk anyway, scooting in and reaching around your body to keep clicking around the editing program.

you keep still for a few minutes, letting him edit while you cling to him. as you rest your head on his shoulder, you grow more impatient with each passing moment. the close proximity you placed on your bodies only weakens your grasp on your self control.

the truth is - you and hamzah haven't had sex in two weeks. his work stole away entirely too much time, he was constantly filming and working on projects, especially with the upcoming christmas series that he had planned for his channel. you had a job of your own, too, which was an entirely different story.

you two also have been hosting people at your apartment for the holidays. your friends - as well as his - have constantly been visiting and using your home as a place to crash for the night.

between all of this, you didn’t get much time alone with your boyfriend. your schedules just didn’t align, and when they did, you only made plans that involved other people.

point being, you had some pent up feelings, naturally.

suddenly, a groan in your ear sends a cold shiver down your spine, snapping you out of your spaced out mind. you now feel a bruising grip on each side of your waist.

your hips come to a still.

“mph, stop.. doin’ that..” hamzah growls, shifting his leg underneath you, holding you tightly to stop your subconscious grinding.

“shit,” you whisper, your body tensing. “i.. i didn’t even realize..”

hamzah keeps silent for a moment, breathing heavily.

eventually you feel his arm slightly flex as he lifts his hand away from his keyboard, his fingers sliding up your back and threading into your hair.

he tugs on the roots, picking your head up off his shoulder with a little bit of force, making you gasp. “look at me,” he rasps, sounding weak.

you peer down at him nervously, seeing his dark eyes scrutinizing you.

he tightens his hold on your hair as he speaks, “i’m busy.” he states. “but if you’re really that fucking desperate, then you can deal with it yourself.”

your stomach floods with heat at his words.

“what?” you whisper.

“you heard me,” he mutters darkly. “you wanna get off? go ahead, that’s all you, baby.”

“like.. you mean..” your eyes flick down to his thigh, where you’re straddling him.

“mhm, use it.” he says, letting go of your hair, his hand instead cradling your face. brushing his thumb against your bottom lip, he smirks. “do the work by yourself for once.”

you almost wanted to roll your eyes - sure, you could be a bit of a pillow princess sometimes, but that was because hamzah never necessarily wants you to put in an excessive amount of effort during your activities.

he always tells you to ‘just relax’ and ‘let him take care of you’ - so you just sit back and allow him do what he does so well.

he gets off on giving you pleasure. simple as that.

but this time, when he refuses to give you any of that attentiveness, you’re feeling so desperate that you’re actually going to have to listen to what he's telling you.

it’s no use protesting his ask, you know you’re going to give in.

you just can’t help yourself when it comes to him.

“are you serious?” you ask quietly, just to confirm.

“hundred percent,” he replies, dropping his hand from your face, pressing a kiss to your neck as his fingers trail down the sides of your body. “what, d’you think you can’t handle it?”

“no,” you answer immediately. “no.. i can do it.”

“that’s my girl,” he whispers, squeezing your thighs before he reaches around you once more, going back to his work, seemingly without a second thought.

you take this as a sign for permission to do whatever you wanted - whatever you needed. even if he didn’t have the time to pay attention, hamzah still wants you to feel good, no matter how much of a careless exterior he displays.

starting slow, you wrap your arms around his neck, burying your face into the crook of his shoulder as you start rocking your hips slowly against his thigh, the friction of fabric hitting your clit in the most perfect way possible.

but gradually, you get desperate. soft whimpers and moans slip past your lips, your body setting a quicker pace as you ride hamzah’s leg.

it was a little embarrassing, slowly becoming a mess on top of him while he sits and does work, only murmuring a few lazy words of endearment here and there.

your breathing becomes shallow as your arousal builds, your fingers quickly making their way down to tug your sleep shorts and panties to the side, needing to feel more.

your slick soaks the fabric of his sweatpants, fingers digging into his shoulders with frustration as the pace of your hips becomes delayed and erratic.

a low moan rumbles in your throat, your skin burning hot with the frustration of basically knocking yourself out over the pursuit of your own satisfaction - thinking hamzah's not paying attention, but he is.

with each little noise and movement you've made, his work continuously seems to be less and less important to him.

“why’re you slowing down, huh?” he rasps, noticing your vexation.

you can only whine in response, not necessarily wanting to admit that you were getting tired.

“poor thing,” he smirks. “just need me to do everything for you, don’t you?” he teases, taking hold of your waist.

“please,” you sigh sensually, directly into his ear, feeling him slightly shiver underneath you.

it doesn’t take much convincing for him to help you out. you know he wants to, anyways.

he can’t resist you just as much as you can’t resist him.

he keeps his grip steady on you while starting to press your hips down, slightly lifting his leg up into your core - and the immediate increase of pressure has you squirming.

he starts aiding in the guidance of your movements, rocking you back and forth as your body basically melts into him.

“fuckin’ needy girl..” he groans, his jaw clenched. “had to use my thigh to fuck yourself. so desperate.”

all the stimulation on your clit is enough to have you trembling with an building orgasm already, and hamzah can feel it.

“you're close already?” he growls, yanking on your hair again to get your eyes fixated on him.

he relishes in seeing the angelic expression on your face. your parted lips and the blush dusting your cheeks - just the mere sight of you makes him want to give you the world.

his work completely forgotten, he becomes dead set on making you cum on his thigh. “c’mon baby,” he urges, picking up the speed at which he’s rolling your hips. “finish what you started.”

"hamzah.." you cry out in exasperation, your head lolling back. "fuck.. fuck, feels so good."

"i know, angel, i know.." he coos, staring up at you in complete awe as you writhe on top of him. "you're doing so good.. making a mess like this."

you're to the point of no return - your lower stomach feels like it's twisted into a knot. "m'gonna.. oh, shit, hamzah!" you moan, high-pitched and whiny.

"uh-huh, that's it," he groans, hands slipping underneath your shirt, cold fingertips meeting your warm skin as you unravel underneath his touch. "fuckin' dirty, finishing on me so fast."

dizzy with lust, your orgasm courses through you in lengthy waves, practically making you see stars. your head falls forward, your damp forehead pressing against hamzah's, your mind blissfully dropping into pure relaxation.

"oh, my good girl.." hamzah's faint voice penetrates your clouded mind. he brings you down from your high, his thumbs brushing across your tensed abdomen. "so perfect."

your body twitches slightly as you melt against him, breathing in short gasps, trying to piece yourself back together.

"still working..?" you murmur the question teasingly, peeking up at him. you lazily slide your hand up his chest and across his face, your index finger pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose where they'd begun to slip down.

he chuckles, the rumbling in his chest vibrating against you. "no, baby. you're so distracting, y'know that? how would i be able to focus after this?" he says, sliding an arm underneath you and scooping you up. "let's go to bed."

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a/n: please message me with anything you want me to write !! i wanna try and start writing more so if there's anything you want to see i'm open to all ideas

xo giulia

[cloudeeskiess]

Just watched You're Next and oh boy Giulio and Anna are the most sapphic straight couple I've ever seen. I can't even explain it Giulio just gives major tmasc butch lesbian vibes. The ending was probably the most romantic scene in all of MHA except gentle and la brava's scenes and togachako's scenes, I love them.

[mha-ship-of-the-day]

The Ship of the Day is:

Anna Scervino x Giulio Gandini

[celestialspiritbabe]

currently watching My Hero Academia: You're Next and I cannot believe how fucking cute Giulio and Anna are!

new ship unlocked? let's fucking gooooooo:)<33

[how-to-humaning-401]

ok chat. followers of mine. mooties. whoever. i dont know how many people care about this one tiny thing from months ago but i need to talk about it rq

about disco and the post i made for his birthday

well what i forgot was uh. him and arthur share a birthday.

arthur my weird son im so fucking sorgy i forgot your birthday i even have it written down in my notes app for my ahit ocs birthdays (cause im silly like that) and i just. never noticed cause im stupis like that

[mightyflamethrower]

NEW YORK CITY, NY — The audience of the Broadway play & Juliet was in for a heartwarming surprise during a recent showing, when the production called a little retarded girl up on stage to perform one of the numbers.

While theatergoers were not certain why the short, apparently mentally handicapped girl was added to the production, the tiny retard's performance was a huge hit with the audience.

"I'm doing it!" squeaked the poor little retarded girl during her song and dance number. "This is a dream come true! Thank you Broadway people!"

Critics across the board raved about the little girl's brief appearance on Broadway.

"I just love it that & Juliet was bold and brave enough to put one of those handicapped kids up on stage," gushed theater critic Giulianna Froccia. "It really just speaks to their heart for the developmentally challenged. Bless her heart. What an inspiration."

Fans were unsure about the identity of the little girl, however.

"I mean, it seemed they were treating her like she was someone famous or something," said audience member Ben Colson. "But I have no idea who she could be. She obviously can't be anything too important, with an IQ level that low. She certainly shouldn't be in any position of power or influence."

At publishing time, the retarded little thespian had to rush off to return to the nation's capital, where she would reportedly sit to hear arguments that would potentially determine the fate of the United States.

[wolfbirdguy]

Seven why do you have so many tumblr accounts, the crowd asks loudly. Shut up shut up shut up I cry pathetically.

Anyways I'm posting all my MHA fan-lore here + ocs + general hcs. But also sometimes I will just change my mind on something. Used to hate bakudeku. Now I think they're iconic. Though I love rodydeku. Point being I am indecisive.

My favourite ever is Tokoyami but I also love Mei because she's Tokoyamis beautiful wife. LOV has my heart and I'm a togachaco truther. I also enjoy Giulio and Anna specifically my interpretations of them. Go my butch scarab. Go Anna who's super paranoid and distrusting of others. Go angry Anna. Go QPR Giulianna.

Anyways I have so many ocs and if you recognize my art it's because I've posted before on my other accounts :P

[vampireoccult]

The Corvi Family

After the death of his first wife, Giulianna, Romeo Corvi, Oasis Spring's local crime lord, fell apart. His son Matteo picked up the slack while he grieved. Antonia, his daughter, had been friends with Felicia Grillo until she caught Romeo's eye, eventually bringing her into the family. Nowadays, the Corvi household can't go one day without an all out screaming match between the only two Corvi women left…oh, and Benito is there, too.

[jonhharpersblog]

Luzes do Norte - Giulianna Domingues

[giuliannna]

ON CAMERA

— hamzah wants something to watch when he misses you

“but what if you die tomorrow?” he prompts, gazing up at you as you stand over him with your arms crossed over your chest.

“hamzah,” you reply flatly, eyeing him below you as he lounges carelessly in his desk chair. “that’s really the best reason you can come up with?”

he shrugs sheepishly. “i think it’s reasonable. who wouldn’t want a video like that of their pretty girlfriend to cherish after she’s passed away?”

you roll your eyes, shaking your head slightly. “you’re unbelievable.” you huff. despite your weak protests, you slowly sink to your knees before him, slotting yourself between his spread legs.

he chuckles, looking down at you with amusement, reaching out to brush a stray hair away from your forehead. “nah, i think you’re just tryin’ too hard to act like you don’t want this.”

he studies you for a beat, then, without warning, leans back, reaching for his phone. he unlocks it effortlessly, then flips the camera on, holding it downwards to face you.

“you’re seriously gonna record this?” you murmur, glancing up at hamzah as he holds his phone steady.

“duh.” he smiles. “what else am i supposed to watch when i miss you? this’ll be better than any porn on the planet - not that i’d even try watchin’ porn anyway.”

“you’re such a dumbass,” you murmur, tugging his sweats down with another roll of your eyes.

hamzah’s grip on the phone tightens as your fingers tease the waistband of his underwear.

his breathing is suddenly uneven now, his usual cocky smirk slipping, making you grin with satisfaction.

“now you’re quiet, huh?” you murmur, dragging the fabric down just enough to free him.

he huffs out a laugh, but it’s strained. “just—” his head tilts back slightly as you spit into your hand before you wrap your fingers around him, teasing him, testing him. “just.. lookin’ at you. so pretty like this.”

you glance up at the camera lens, knowing exactly what he’s seeing - your full lips hovering just above where he wants them, your fingers stroking him slow and lazy.

you tilt your head, feigning an innocent look. “s’this all you want?” you ask softly.

hamzah swallows harshly. “not even close.”

you hum softly, darting your tongue out to slowly make little kitten licks across his tip before you flatten your tongue, lowering your head to then drag it all the way back up his hardened length.

and, of course - he’s already gotten himself too excited to tolerate your teasing. his free hand finds the back of your head, gentle but firm, guiding you down. nothing harsh, nothing forceful - just silently letting you know how badly he wants you.

the second you part your lips and allow him to slide his cock into your mouth, a sharp exhale breaks past his lips. his grip on his phone wavers for half a second before he steadies it, angling it just right.

“fuck,” he breathes, his fingers threading into your hair. “you’re too fuckin’ good at this.”

you hum around him slowly, your lips wrapped tightly around his length as you dip your head further down. his reaction is instant - his abs flex, his thighs tense beneath you, and a low groan rumbles from deep in his chest.

his hold on your hair tightens, but he doesn’t force, doesn’t rush - just watches, mesmerized, as you take your time ruining him.

“shit, baby,” he moans, his voice breaking slightly. “gonna - fuck - watch this so.. so many times.”

and something about the way he says it, all ragged and desperate, makes you want to give him something worth capturing. he’s watching you in his screen through hooded eyes, his chest rising and falling in uneven breaths.

“you—” he cuts himself off with a groan, his head dropping back against his chair, his eyes fluttering closed for a second before he forces himself to look down at you again. “y’gonna make me cum so fucking fast if - if you keep doin’ it jus’ like that..”

you come up for air, gasping while you press a few lazy kisses across his length before sinking right back down, hollowing out your cheeks just to watch him come undone.

“shit,” he hisses, his voice shaky, wrecked. “you’re makin’ it real hard to keep this steady.” his voice trembles along with the phone in his hand.

you pull back just enough to meet his gaze, your lips slick and swollen as they rest against his leaky tip. “then put it down.” you rasp.

his jaw clenches. “no.”

and then he’s guiding you back down, not rough, but desperate, his head tilting forward so he can watch, really watch, as you take him deeper and make a complete mess out of him.

“fuck, baby,” he groans, his voice breaking around the edges. “gonna lose my mind.”

the camera catches the way you look up at him through your lashes, the way your fingers dig into his thighs, the way you take every stuttered moan and quiet curse like it’s a reward.

he’s reached the point of no return - his hips begin to involuntarily jerk upwards, shoving his length down your throat. you gag, but the struggle only spurs you on.

you inhale sharply through your nose, your fingernails digging at his thighs as you bob your head all the way down - till your nose is pressed up against the base of his cock.

you’re pleased by the shocked, suffocated gasp he lets out, his fingers now uncontrollably tugging at your hair.

“you - fuck, you keep going like that, and m’gonna..”

you hum in response, sending vibrations around his whole cock, and that’s it.

his whole body shudders, his breath catching as his head tilts back, a long, broken moan slipping from his lips.

“ohhh, fuck.. baby - yes, you’re so..” he pants out. his pitiful, breathless, broken flow of mindlessly stuttered thoughts is like music to your ears. “s’good, real - really good..”

the phone tilts wildly in his grip, losing focus for a second, but neither of you care. you just stay there, letting him paint the back of your throat with erratic spurts of his warm release.

by the time he finally exhales, spent and breathless, his free hand is shaking as it cups your cheek, guiding your mouth up off of his dick. his gaze is heavy-lidded, still dazed, still soaking you in like he can’t believe you just did that.

with the little strength he has left, he finally taps the screen, stopping the recording.

“…yeah,” he exhales, brushing his thumb across your swollen, spit-glistening lips. “m’never deleting that.”

a/n: this was gonna be a blurb but im pretty sure it’s too long to call it that !!! so idk what i even just wrote um ok bye

xoxo giulia

[sudaca-swag]

Dont know if you know portuguese but in case you do (idk if there are translated versions), i really recommend the brazilian duology Luzes do Norte and Sombras do Sul by Giulianna Domingues. Its nice and cute but also sometimes gives you a punch in the gut.

I used to study portuguese so ill definitely search it up and try to read it!!

[echoarts03]

I am Giulianna, God of the lord

...

I guess I rule Jesus now XD

@bendava @hey-imma-fangirl @bladesjulia29

I am Arran, god of the most important thing

EDIT: if y'all don’t wanna use your name use your username

[how-to-humaning-401]

lets get some angst up in here chat

based on an event between me n @witch-sweets

we were playing a horror mod on ahit and she was leading me over to some stairs but i disconnected when she turned around and i was silent on the discord call so it was creepy that i just disappeared (also i was mj and she was snatcher)

AND THEN A CONTINUATION SHE SHOT INTO MY BRAIN

so this inspired a new genre of angst between the brothers MJ GETS CURSED YYAAAAYYYY

and i GUESS that drawing above inspired it too

and yknow what other category angst below bc YYAAAYYY (i blame witch for my angsty mood)

oh yeah and a gartic phone drawing from @eggymoth killed mj again so WOO we breakin the laws of ghosts for this one boys (ig @t052ther0b0t was here too)

shapeshifter stuff from witch

ANYWAYS after all that angst lets get some silly stuff YAY

gay people (eugh /j)

oh and his mum

perish noziro

me when i the

[torosytoreros6]

Diputados de Michoacán podrían votar mañana una iniciativa vs la tauromaquia.

Defensores de la tauromaquia, galleros, matadores y jinetes marcharon en Morelia el día de hoy desde la Plaza Monumental hasta el Congreso del Estado para manifestarse en contra de la iniciativa que busca prohibir las corridas de toros, peleas de gallos y jaripeos en Michoacán. La propuesta, impulsada por la diputada Giulianna Bugarini, de MORENA, […]

[pushspringbreak2024]

Nombre: "Bostezos" - Kirma

Palabra clave: “Bostezo”

Dupla: Fernando Nolazco y Giulianna Sánchez

[jonhharpersblog]

Luzes do Norte - Giulianna Domingues