#i was honestly so surprised at this response

[teenidlegirl]

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ઇ ˚ ݂ ֹ ꒰ dilf!miguel 𝓍 babysitter!reader ꒱ ! ۟ ׅ ♡

. ˚◞ ♡ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚⠀˖ ࣪ ༘ your next door neighbor is need of a babysitter for his nine year old daughter and you take the position. one day while babysitting, you stumble upon your neighbor’s younger brother. you two developed a close bond that your neighbor isn’t very fond of. in fact, he despises it.

. ˚◞ ♡ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕⠀˖ ࣪ ༘ modern!au, age gap (miguel is 29, reader is 23), love triangle, angst, jealousy, lowkey possessiveness, some fluff, swearing, heavy arguments, hispanic/latina!reader

( ꯭♡︎ ) ˖ ࣪ . love note ˒˒ finally indulge in this idea lmao. btw i headcanon gabriel’s voice is pedro pascal’s because of this video. enjoy some gabriel content because he needs love too. ♡

miguel needs help. specifically, a babysitter.

his job at alchemax has been very demanding lately, leaving him unable to be with his daughter gabriella. he would ask his brother gabriel but he’s busy with his own life. there is only one solution left.

you, his lovely beautiful neighbor.

when he asks you to babysit, it was a surprise honestly. you didn’t expect from your neighbor to ask such a question since you two rarely speak. only say ‘hello’ or ‘goodnight’ when passing through the halls. miguel knew you were a responsible, caring woman due to your devotion to your job and how kind you are. he was captivated the minute he first saw you.

he promises to pay well, despite your many objections. you even said you’re willing to watch gabriella for free since your job is paying you well enough. as the stubborn man is he, miguel heavily insisted to pay you. unfortunately, you didn’t win the argument and obey his wishes. just this once.

“i should be home by 9:30, 10:00 the latest. gabriella should be already in bed by then.”

you nod with a soft smile. “no problem.”

footsteps can be heard, approaching quickly.

“hi! i made you a picture!” gabriella runs into the kitchen and holds of a drawing of a lotus flower.

your mouth drops and eyes widen in astonishment. “whoa. that’s amazing!” you gently take the drawing from her and examine it. “wow, you really drew this?” you flip it around and point at the drawing.

she nods eagerly with a wide grin. “yep!”

“dude, you have amazing artistic abilities. this is literally the best lotus flower drawing i’ve ever seen. thank you.” you hug the drawing to your chest.

miguel, on the other hand, has a big smile on his face as he watches you two interact. you already started the job and gabi already likes you.

“you’re welcome! do you like monster high?”

“oh my god yes! i loved it so much when i was a kid.” you said with much enthusiasm.

“yay! let’s go to my room so you can see my dolls!” without hesitation, gabriella takes your wrist and takes you to her room. running away like a princess and a queen to the castle.

miguel remains speechless but smiling, left alone in the kitchen. well, this is going to be just fine. how friendly you’re towards gabi and matching her energy puts a smile on his face. a warm sensation in his chest. he knew you were the perfect choice.

later that day, miguel arrives home exactly at 9:30 like he said. he comes home to a slightly dimmed living room. you sitting comfortably on the couch reading a book with just the table lamp as the only source of light. the sound of the door closing and keys jingling makes you look up from your book.

“buenas tardes. gabi is asleep like promised.” you flash him a quick smile before looking back at your book and continue reading.

“gracias.” he shows his appreciation with a smile. sipping off his shoes and hanging his jacket on the coat hanger, miguel ventures to the kitchen. “how did it go?” he asks while washing his hands.

“great. gabi showed me her monster high collection. she has way more dolls than i did when i was her age. we played with them then did some drawing and watched pixar movies.” you elaborate.

drying his hands with a towel then tossing it in the sink, miguel walks over and joins you on the couch. sitting on the opposite side of you. “that’s great. i’m glad you two had a great time.”

“we did. she’s an amazing kid.” you said sweetly, flashing a smile at him.

“thank you.” he replied softly. his eyes fall onto your book. “how far are you in?”

“halfway through. i just bought it yesterday and i couldn’t put it down. murder mystery is my favorite genre.” you glance back at your book.

“halfway? wow, it must be very interesting.” miguel is genuinely impressed. it looks like a thick book, meaning a lot of pages and you’re already halfway through it. you like to read, he takes note of that.

he also takes note of how comfortable you look on his couch. knees up to your chest to support your book. the armrest against your back so the lamp hits your book. you sink in the cushions so comfortably, making you relax. the sight makes his chest warm. a sight that paints a smile on his face.

so relaxed and peaceful.

after reading the last sentence and of the page, you place your bookmark and close your book. “welp, it’s time for me to head out. goodnight, señor.” you flash him one more smile before getting up and head towards the front door to put on your shoes.

“wait—“ miguel rises from the couch and quickly follows you. “your payment.” grabbing several bucks from his wallet, he hands them to you.

your eyes widen when you realize how much it is. “$200? no offense, señor, but you’re crazy. it’s just babysitting.” you refuse kindly, softly chuckling.

“no te procupes, querida. you deserve it, you helped me tonight and i want to express my gratitude so please, take it.” miguel pleads.

“señor o’hara, i can’t—“

“pro favor, querida. and it’s miguel.”

you quietly sigh, feeling defeated. it’s too much money, especially for babysitting. you can’t accept it but those brown pleading eyes make your heart flutter. they remind you of puss in boots. “$40.”

“$100.” he grins a little.

“miguel.” you said a bit sternly, raising a brow.

“querida.” he matches your tone, still grinning.

you let out another sigh. “ay dios mio, okay. but just this once, vale?” you gently take the cash from him and put it in your mini purse.

“can’t make promises, querida.” a mischievous smirk gracing his lips.

you shake your head, smiling. “well, thank you. buenas noches.” you smile before opening the door.

“buenas noches, querida.” miguel said softly as he follows you then stops at the door.

you two share a smile one last time before you walk to your apartment right next door. once you’re inside, miguel closes his door and locks it.

he can’t wait for you to babysit more.

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the more you continue babysitting, you and miguel get to know one another. a bond blossomed between you two. those late night chitchats continued. talking about what you and gabi did that day. discussing whatever book you’re reading. sharing about each other’s childhoods, families, high school and college experiences. ranting about shitty coworkers.

miguel learned you have older siblings with tons of kids. it makes sense why you’re more chill but still mature like an aunt would be. however, he still sees some motherly traits in you. how you panicked when gabriella fell off her scooter and scraped her knee pretty badly. how you tend to her wound with such tenderness like a worried mother. giving her a kiss on the forehead after reading her a story before bed. helping her get ready for picture day at school, dressing her up in a baby pink dress with daisies that you bought for her. oh gabriella was so happy that day because you helped her get ready. she loved the dress so much, her favorite. all those little things made miguel’s heart swoon. how attentive you are, providing kindness and love. it made miguel fall for you more than he already does.

you enjoy each other’s company. each night, you find yourselves sitting closer inch by inch. almost to the point of sitting right next to each other, faces merry apart. thighs lightly touching each other. those longing gazes, especially when one wasn’t looking.

miguel has been infatuated with you since he met you. his feelings grew stronger with this babysitting routine and late night conversations.

you are charmed by miguel. handsome, determined, intelligent and an amazing father. you admire his devotion for his daughter and intelligent in genetics. however, you remind yourself to not give into temptation. this is solely a routine to help out your neighbor, nothing more. you don’t even care for the money, you care about helping miguel and adore hanging out with gabriella. she’s like another niece to you. the o’hara’s are like a second family.

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you and gabriella are pretending to make food with her plastic kitchen set. you’re both in princess costumes from playing princesses earlier. while in the middle of playing, you hear the door open.

“donde esta mi—“

quickly turning around, you find a man who isn’t miguel but relatively similar standing at the door with wide eyes and mouth dropped open. he’s handsome, same level of handsome as miguel. brown hair accompanied with a pair of googles on his head. wearing striped scarf despite the hot ass weather of summer. you’re immediately mesmerized by him, and he with you. you two stare at each other for a moment before gabriella gets up and runs over to the man in excitement, snapping you both out of trance.

“tío!” she squeals, jumping into his arms.

“h-hola mija!” he quickly wraps his arms around her into a hug. “how’s my favorite niece?” he crouches after she lets go of him to be at her level.

“i’m your only niece.” she deadpans.

the man chuckles, patting gabi’s head which makes her giggle. “still, my favorite.” his eyes move to you, now standing back up. “uh… hi.” he said shyly.

“hi.” you match his tone, rising up from the floor. a wave of self-conscious hits you when you realize you’re still in the princess costume. hints of blush stains your cheeks due to embarrassment.

to gabriel, you look cute in it.

“i-i’m gabriel.” the man offers his hand, which is a calmly due to nervousness.

oh now you know who he is.

“oh so you’re the brother.” a grin spreads across your face as you gentle shake his hand.

“and you’re the babysitter.” he grins as well.

you softly giggle as you tell your name. so this is miguel’s younger brother, the famous gabriel. the brother gabriella is named after. wow, he is literally so handsome. of course he is, he’s related to miguel. but if you’re gonna be honest, gabriel is more attractive. it’s unclear why but you’re so mesmerized by him. just looking at him makes your heart beat faster.

you’re not the only one. gabriel believes the most beautiful woman stands in front of him. a literal fucking goddess. you are the definition of ethereal. your beauty stole his breath away. leaving him so speechless and utterly captivated.

quickly snapping out of trance, you awkwardly clear your throat. “well… since tío is here, i guess i’m not needed here anymore.” it makes sense since gabriel is here and possibly watch gabriella until miguel arrives so they can hang out as a family.

“no!” both gabriella and gabriel panic.

“please don’t go! i want you to stay!” she pleads.

“you don’t need to leave! i-i’m just stopping by to say hi. i forgot miguel works today so it’s my fault.” gabriel chuckles awkwardly, starching the back of his neck. “i’ll just come back another time.”

“no!” now you’re the one to panic. “you can stay until miguel gets home. besides, i think your little name twin wants you to stay.” you gesture at gabriella.

but you too want him to stay.

gabriel is utterly stunned. honestly, he doesn’t want to after meeting the most gorgeous being. “yeah, that sounds fine. i wanted to stay anyways.” he said wholeheartedly, staring into your eyes.

that final phrase makes your heart flutter.

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surprisingly, miguel got off earlier today. he was a bit confused at first but immediately agreed since now he can spend time with you and gabi. a bright smile on his face as he unlocks the door. he was expecting gabriella to come running to greet him like usual but she doesn’t. but what really captures his attention is two familiar voices coming from the kitchen. slipping off his shoes and hanging up his coat, miguel ventures over to the kitchen and his heart drops.

you and gabriel on either side of kitchen island, smiling at each other as you talk. you giggling at whatever the hell gabriel is talking about. he can see that hint of blush on your cheeks. how you shyly smile at gabriel. miguel knows his brother, he’s flirting with you and apparently you are into it.

a big frown settles on miguel’s face. a sudden burst of jealousy boils in his blood. oh he does not like the sight in front of him. part of him wants walk up and tell gabriel to fuck off or say he’s too much of a distraction. his fists curled up into balls at his sides as gabriel moves closer towards you, now almost next to each other. miguel silently seethes.

“papí!” the sweet voice of gabriella snaps him out of anger. the frown immediately vanished and is replaced with a smile when he sees his little girl. it also makes you and gabriel to turn around.

“hola, mi princesa.” miguel crouches and embraces his daughter with a tight bear hug.

“you’re home early!” she exclaims.

“si, i wanted to come home early to see you.” he was telling the half truth. of course he wanted to see you as well but not when his own brother beats him to it. he lets go of gabi and stands up, looking at you and gabriel. “i wasn’t expecting to see you, hermanito.”

“i wanted to stop by and say hi. i forgot you worked today.” the younger o’hara chuckles as he walks up to miguel and pulls him into a hug.

concealing his jealousy, miguel hugs his brother back with a aggressive pat on the back. “well, i appreciate you stopping by. it’s always nice to see you.”

not nice to see you snuggled up against my (girl) babysitter, miguel thought.

gabriel reciprocates with a back pat. “you didn’t tell me you have a literal goddess in the house.” pulling back form the hug, he winks at you.

“ay stop it.” you giggle shyly, blushing.

one of miguel’s eye twitches.

“¿qué?” gabriel chuckles. “i’m just being honest.”

you shake your head. “you’re being ridiculous.”

as much as miguel loves your sweet laugh, he doesn’t like the fact he isn’t the one making you laugh but his own brother instead.

god does he hate it.

“well, it seems you two got along quickly.” miguel said through gritted teeth, fake smiling.

“we really did.” gabriel stands beside you, his gaze locked on yours. “like a click of a button.”

you nod with a soft smile, gazing up at him. “yeah.”

you two stare at each other, utterly lost in one’s gaze while miguel seethes internally. he wants you to look at him like that. your gorgeous eyes meet his own. utterly mesmerized and dazed. at all the times he looks at you, he’s looking at the most precious gem in the world and wants to admire you for eternity. however, he isn’t the only one who thinks the same.

as shitty of a brother he is for thinking like this, miguel lowkey wanted gabriel to leave after he said he wanted to stay for dinner because you were staying. of course he loves his little brother but goddamnit he wants to slap gabriel on the head for endlessly flirting with you the entire evening. he offered to cook and guessed who helped him? you because you couldn’t deny those puppy eyes. oh miguel wanted to die. watching you and his brother cooking together as if you were a married couple. he wanted to be gabriel in that moment. deep down inside, he felt like a sad puppy.

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the nightmare continues on.

now gabriel visits more often just to see you and that pisses off miguel. of course he loves his brother visiting to spend more time, or more so making up time for not visiting often. but miguel wasn’t expecting to you and him get along so well.

a little too well, in miguel’s opinion.

when you weren’t babysitting and gabriel stops by, he immediately asks for you.

“donde esta la señorita?” the younger o’hara grins as enters the kitchen where miguel is, currently making breakfast for gabriella.

his jaw clenched, his grip on the spatula tightens a little. “trabajando, she won’t be off until later tonight.” miguel continues cooking, not meeting his brother’s gaze. he secretly hopes gabriel will be gone by the time you arrive home.

“well, i’ll just wait for her then till she gets back. imma go say hi a mi sobrina.”

the spatula could’ve broke if miguel applied more pressure on his grip. he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding since he hears gabriel’s footsteps fade away. now alone in the kitchen dealing with his boiling jealousy.

gabriel kept his word when you arrive home. he caught you walking up to your apartment and greets you with a smile. miguel remained inside but he can hear your excitement to see his brother, not him. you two babble about each other’s day while miguel continues seething in silence. he decides to distract himself by putting gabriella to bed.

“i think tío gabriel and her like each other.”

that statement makes miguel’s heart stop for a moment. gabi has witnessed the endless flirting between you and him. unlike her father, she likes the idea of you and gabriel together.

“why do you think that, mija?” miguel asks softly, concealing his jealousy.

“because tío gabriel is always making her laugh and smile. they hug a lot and sit next to each other all the time. they seem happy together.” she smiles.

goddamnit. it’s truth and miguel despises it.

“well, they’re good friends to each other.”

gabi shakes her head. “no, they’re like a couple. they like like each other, papí.”

his heart aches at that statement. he knows gabriel does but do you like like him? do you find his younger brother more attractive than him? are you more interested in gabriel than him? fuck, these negative thoughts consume his poor mind.

a soft sigh welded his lips. “well… maybe. buenas noches, mi cielo.” miguel plants a gently kiss on her forehead then lifts off the bed to tuck her in.

“buenas noches, papí. tell tío gabriel and miss i said goodnight too, please!”

he sighs, dreading to see you two possibly snuggled up together. but he’ll do it for gabi. “of course.” one final kiss on the forehead then he exits the room, gently closing the door after him.

is gabriella right? he hopes not.

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unfortunately, she was right indeed.

“i’m going to ask her on a date.”

oh miguel is fucking lost it. not only jealousy boiling in his blood but anger as well. he can’t do this. he can’t ask you on a date. miguel saw you first, not gabriel. as bad and weird as it sounds, miguel was infatuated with you form the beginning. it was just you and miguel, plus gabriella. it was a little trio.

those late night chats over coffee was what he seeks for after a long, exhausting day at work. step into his home filled with such coziness you provided. to see your pretty face at the end of the day. a face he loves to come home to. you’re everything he wants in a partner. the perfect mother figure for gabriella. he was afraid to initiate anything out of fear of overstepping boundaries. afraid you don’t share the same feelings. afraid you’d stop babysitting if he confessed. however, it was much more than that.

his own brother stepping in, replacing him. having those late nights with you. taking care of gabi together, as a new trio. it makes miguel’s heart ache. upset that you chose his brother over him. pissed off at gabriel for snatching you from him.

the jealousy continues bubbling inside of him. invading his body like a poison. he’s at the verge of exploding. he can’t take it anymore.

“no, you’re not.” miguel said sternly.

that statement confuses gabriel. his eyebrows furrowed. “what do you mean ‘no’?”

fists curled up into a ball at his sides. his frown deepens as miguel takes a step closer. “you’re not going to ask her on date. ¿entiendes?” he sounds so intimidating, almost threatening.

now gabriel’s frown deepens as well. “¿como que no? what’s your problem?”

he takes another step closer, almost face-to-face. “my problem is you’re too much of a fucking distraction. you can never leave her alone without your whiny ass following her like a damn dog.”

“i’m a distraction?! cómo friegas, miguel! she likes me and i like her! i want to ask her out so i can ask her to be my girlfriend!” gabriel exclaims.

oh that sentence broke hell loose.

miguel grabs gabriel by the scarf and yanks him closer, a little aggressive which elicits a groan from the younger o’hara. “she’s not going to be your girlfriend. she’ll never be your girlfriend and you’ll never ask her because she’s mine.”

he watch his brother’s eyes widen in shock. fuck, he realized what he said.

“you jealous prick. i knew you had a thing for her. all this fucking time, i knew.” gabriel yanks off his hand from his scarf and pulls back.

miguel was about to speak but gabriel cuts him off.

“do you realize how fucking crazy you sound? she’s yours? what the fuck is wrong with you, miguel?! that’s fucking creepy!”

panic begins settling in his veins. “i-i didn’t mean it like that, i was—“

“then what, miguel?! you’re so fucking in love with her but didn’t have the balls to say it?! you lost your fucking chance!”

“YOU ALWAYS FUCKING WIN!”

it immediately went silent. a staring contest between the two rivaling brothers.

“you always win.” miguel croaks, shoulders slumped. “you’ve always get the woman. you’ve always been in a good relationship and even ended on good terms after the breakup. a non-toxic relationship. you have always won and never let me win. dana was the fucking devil and i never knew gabriella’s mother.”

gabriel remained silent, utterly speechless but also feels immense guilt for his brother. it’s true, dana was a horrible toxic person and gabriella was left on miguel’s doorstep in a basket with no information about the biological mother.

miguel mentioned your name ever so softly. “she’s been the person i’ve been seeking for so long. someone who treats and cares for gabi with love and kindness, like a fucking mother would. someone that gabi can do girl things with, to have a mother figure in her life. someone who leaves me leftovers when i come home late because she thinks about me. someone who i can have a honest conversation with. someone who makes me feel appreciated and cared for. she’s everything i ever wanted.”

gabriel feels like the most horrible person on the planet. those tearful eyes makes his heart ache painfully. all this time, he never knew this is how miguel felt. god he feels so fucking guilty.

but the worse is he’s in love with you too. despite his last relationship was good, it felt more like friends than lovers. hence why it ended on a good note. gabriel also yearns for that love. so perfect and healthy, he found that with you. all those days with you, he never felt so happy. but now with this conflict with his older brother, it’s a fucking mess.

miguel remains breathless, feeling a little relieved to finally say what’s been boiling inside his body for two months. all he hopes is for gabriel to understand or at least have some sympathy. miguel knows he likes you too. they just need to find a solution, work it out.

“hermano, i’m so sorry…”

the string of hope tightens. miguel feels prepared to his brother’s words of sympathy.

“but i love her too.”

fuck. the string breaks, all hope gone.

“and i’m going to ask her.” gabriel is firm with his words. glaring at his older brother before walking away. slamming the door shut on his way.

the panic comes back haunting him. heart racing in his chest. his breathing growing heavy. his own brother fucking betrayed him.

gabriel is going to win again.

miguel is going to lose you.

ᡣ𐭩ㅤㅤ ݁. 𝓣𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓  ˖ ࣪ ༘  @milkyardbetter

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[nipuni]

Hello! Time for another blog post! I think my last one was two months ago and a lot has happened since 😊

We have been attending a ton of historical recreation events so I still have many photos to share, hope you don't hate those! It's been really fun! We are exhausted and all out of social battery however so we are taking it easy this month. Another thing that's been happening a lot is that even when we are not dressed in historical clothing we keep getting stopped by strangers on the street because of our everyday outfits, it's been like that for a couple of years now so we are no longer startled or nervous about it but it's happening more and more often now and it's so nice! we always end up chatting about the events we go to and our jobs and hobbies and exchanging contacts or they ask for photos and stuff! people are really kind and excited about it and I still find it so surprising in the best way. We grew up in a very hostile city and environment and that makes you paranoid and cynical so these interactions and response has been healing really. I know their words will stick with us for years to come 😭 Sadly the unbearable heat is starting though so that means our outings for the next three months will be limited to the crack of dawn and after sunset 😞 but at least the summer brings a lot of fruit with it so we can sit at home and eat pineapples and strawberries while we wait for autumn.

My family came to visit a few months ago too and we made them watch most of Doctor Who's season one to four and some of our favourite episodes from all the other seasons lmao. And much to our delight they really enjoyed it!! They both loved Ten the most and my step dad is now in love with Martha 🥰

We have also been watching the current season and it's been so fun keeping up with fandom theories in real time and talking about it and speculating with friends in person, it's the first time we get a chance to do it since we got into the series and we are enjoying it a lot!

We also watched season one of Jessica Jones and we loved David's performance as Kilgrave!! He stole the show for real. Kilgrave is such an incredible villain, one of the best I've seen and DT does such an amazing job portraying every aspect of him. He's detestable and volatile and frighteningly powerful and has such an intimidating terrifying presence in the narrative while also being pathetic and vulnerable and ridiculous and childish and so human with all it's worrying implications. It was just so gripping and I wish he had stayed for the rest of the show honestly!! Now we have to pick our next David Tennant series to watch! 😊

Also!! Dragon Age is back!! AHHH I wanted to thank everyone that commented on my last DA pieces, it has made my month to read the comments, I didn't expect so many people to remember my art or my character after so many years and it's so touching and flattering you have no idea 😭💘 I look forward to making more and sharing them with you all, I'm truly grateful for the kindness you've shown me both back then and now I hope you know.

I feel so spoiled lately with all these franchises that I love releasing new content!! I've never been in these many fandoms at once!! I have so many ideas to draw and keep jumping back and forth between drawings from different shows and games AAAAA it's a good and welcome change honestly, keeps me busy and inspired!

Anyway that's all for now I think! I hope you are doing well and this summer/winter is kind to you all ❤️

[hvnnibvnny]

It was a day just like any other. I spend the morning getting fucked by two of my roommates until they had fully satisfied themselves. They both came inside my pussy more than once and they were totally drained by the time noon had struck. I ended up going on a hike with my third roommate and during the hike he brought something up.

He told me that one of his close friends was having a rough time with girls. He is 19 years old and I guess he is socially anxious or something because he has never had sex. He's a virgin. He told me that he has kissed a few girls, but never anything more then that. I was sympathetic, and I asked him "Why are you telling me all this?" He told me "I was hoping you could help".

He explained that he knows it's not technically part of our free use deal, but that he was hoping I would make an exception for his close friend. I was a bit hesitant, just because I don't even know the guy. But I could see that it really meant a lot to my roommate, so I agreed. My roommate was stoked and he pulled out his phone to text his friend and tell him to come over that night. I'm not sure what exactly he told him but nonetheless he was gonna be at our place.

That night I was in my room when my roommate came in and told me that his friend was on his way, and that he wanted me to be ready. He told me that he wanted me to be fully naked and blindfolded on my bed, just waiting with my ass facing the door. I was supposed to just be a hole for his friend. This was a new request and so I decided that I wanted something in return. I told him "Deal, but only on one condition.". "What is it?" he asked me. "I'll do whatever you want, but you have to eat me out after so I get to cum too". I told him.

He thought about it for a long second, before agreeing. "Honestly. I have always wanted to try that but I have kinda been to embarrassed to ask" he told me. I was kinda shocked by his admission because he has always been a really dominant guy when he fucks me. I was surprised he had such submissive desires.

He got me into position on the bed and tied the blindfold around my head. "Don't say anything or talk at all" he told me while blindfolding me. I was honestly starting to get pretty excited and wet. I didn't even know what this guy looked like. My roommate gave my pussy a quick kiss and a lick to get me ready for his friends cock. As he was licking me there was a knock on the front door. He was here.

My roommate went to go let him in and I heard him tell his friend that his "Surprise" was waiting for him in my room. When he opened the door he exclaimed "what the fuck is this!". My roommate replied "Its the girl I have been telling you about. Her pussy is yours tonight". At first his friend could hardly believe it, but when my bare pussy and ass are pointing directly at you, whats not to believe. Right? I was dead silent the entire time as requested. All I did was wiggle my ass at him, inviting him to fuck me.

He told my roommate to get out, and he closed the door. I guess he didn't want him to see his dick or something. He walked up behind me and gently touched my pussy. I was dead silent except for a slight moan. "Wow" I heard him say. He unzipped his pants and pressed against me. It was my turn to be surprised. He was fucking HUGE. Like the biggest I have had in a while, maybe even my life.

He started pressing against my pussy and I groaned as he slid his massive dick into me. Fuck it was gigantic. He started fucking me slowly at first, but then faster and faster as he gained more confidence. He fucked me for only like two minutes before I could tell he was going to cum. "Can I cum in you?" I heard him ask. I didn't say anything, I just nodded. He pulled me tight against him and he came inside of my pussy. I moaned along with him.

He pulled out and just said "Thank you". I moaned in response and he got the hint and left the room. My roommate came in right after him and I told him "Now it's time for your side of the agreement." He didn't say a word, he just closed the door so his friend wouldn't see what he was about to do. He spread my butt from behind and started licking me like a fucking pussy eating monster. I have never seen him so eager. Honestly his enthusiasm drove me wild. I was cumming in minutes and when I felt my pussy after I came I could hardly tell a guy had just cum in me. He had cleaned me up good. I felt pretty pleased with myself that night. I had done a good deed.

Really? Good for you 😮‍💨🩷

[sysig]

Rainbows (Patreon)

[jakeperalta]

I wish taylor still did pre-release lead singles. I know she doesn't need to but I just like them

[welcometogrouchland]

"Hunter should have gotten to kill Belos" I get the instinct and I think his desire for revenge was an important part of his development this season (learning that the things that happened to him were wrong and he's allowed to feel angry about it and want justice) but ultimately for the future showed that Hunter isn't happy when he's seeking revenge. He's angry, unlike himself, so wrapped up in his own grief that he can't reach out to the people he loves. Hunter never needed revenge. He needed a support system, closure for his loss and the promise of people who love him and a future where he can finally be who he wants.

His powers provide closure for his loss (flapjacks sacrifice wasn't for nothing, he'll never forget his first friend who's now helping him out from beyond the grave, always a permanent part of him), has a support system (first the hexsquad/Nocedas and then Darius and Eberwolf) and knows what he wants (his speech at the end of thanks to them). Whatever happened with Hunter after the scene in the detention pit where he's finally able to admit how much his friends mean to him is inconsequential, because that was the crux of his arc.

Hunter doesn't like revenge. I'm not even sure Caleb and the golden guards were ever anything other than a figment of Belos' imagination (although I love the golden ghosts concept for fanfic purposes) meant to represent the one thing that could make Belos feel guilty. And then he bullheadely ignores them, because he refuses to ever admit that he could be wrong.

This show has also rarely (if ever) championed revenge. It just hasn't. On a petty scale, yes, characters are allowed to get intentional and unintentional revenge. But this show is fundamentally very big on restorative justice and sticks to it's guns on this theme even when traditional western storytelling would deem a punitive approach the most satisfying. Because punitive approaches historically are bad at inducing change and growth (which is what this whole series is about)

It would've been a whole other can of worms to have the extremely kind boy that is hunter succumb to his most belos-like instincts (bc Belos thinks he's getting revenge for himself and for (his own, twisted idea of-) his brother for most of the series, I think) in the final minutes of his arc that's otherwise been dedicated to healing.

I get it. It's one of those things where, because of human nature (but also western nurture) and the general trends of stories like these. We want Hunter to kill him. But I honestly don't think that was ever on the cards, no matter what I may have wanted/thought before. It makes sense in retrospect to me. And it feels like this was always what the crew had planned.

Again, you don't have to like it. It's okay to like vengeance in your stories! I love a good old fashioned vengeance storyline! (though I think it's wrong to say that toh is a story that, based on what we knew before WaD aired, promoted or venerated vengeance). But I don't think it's fair to act like the writers are unintelligent for this decision. They're not. They're just coming at the scene with different priorities

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

"Do you not realize it? Do you... truly not see what this means?"

The next Destiny Bond update is in progress! ❄️✨ –> Check out the latest part here 🔷 –> New to the series? Follow from the start! 💜

[the-physicality]

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[thatsgonnaleaveamark]

it's so wild to me to see cameron monaghan in all those really cool roles bc all i see, and the first thing i knew him as, is bob andrews from the three investigators movies in '07 and '09 that i was obsessed with at age 11. i distinctively remember him being super awkward and wearing a huge backpack that was so heavy he fell over trying to put it on lmao

[eijiroukiriot]

maybe it does take him until he’s 24 in an apartment but i think that bkg katsuki would eventually go from the point where he likes affection from kirishima all well and fine to the point where he can ask for it and be all clingy himself

[alinakerrin]

just had to put a fic on user comments only for the first time ever. Reminder to all of you that fic is a privilege and you will be denied it if you don't behave yourselves

[thewritingowl]

Hey!!! First, thanks for the tag --- second: I am morally obligated to ask about the 'Danny Cannibalising Himself' wip because holy hell that's speaking to me I neeeeeeed to know 🙏🙇‍♂️

Ah, of course, thank you for the ask!!! I figured that one would catch somebody's attention, lmao.

(For those reading, this ask is about this post. :) )

So I have a history of self-injury (I'm currently 9 months and 2 1/2 weeks clean), and I've found that writing gore really helps with my urges. This fic was born out of a really intense moment of intrusive thoughts and self-injury urges and just ended up becoming a plot hook that I actually find really interesting. I haven't worked much on this WIP in the past few months, but looking back at it, I definitely want to get more into it. This kind of gorey moment led to me wondering what it would be like if the League of Assassins found an immortal Danny (who is closer to a Death God than regular person at this point) and tried to clone an army of him. However, they keep coming up with imperfect clones because they test the clones by having them fight Danny and he just keeps killing them. Just a very traumatized boy who eventually gets found and taught how to be (somewhat) human again. :) Here's a snippet under the keep reading bar! Please be warned there is some cannibalism, depersonalization, self-injury (kind of, it's a clone), and general gore.

Danny stopped wondering if he was the real Danny.

Or at least, he thought he had. Staring down his opponent, he found he wasn’t sure anymore. They panted in sync, wounds symmetrical as they circled each other. Maybe he was fighting a mirror? But then they pounced at each other and Danny felt the scraping of claws as he snarled at himself. Pain raced up his back, but he was quick. Had to be quick.

Killing himself shouldn’t have become so easy.

Danny snapped his own neck, watched as the body fell to the ground and bright green ectoplasm trailed from its lips. Danny reached up to his own lips, pulling back to see the bright red staining them. Okay. He was real. He thought.

Still, his audience was waiting, and Danny knew if he didn’t take advantage of this then he’d have to wait another week. His stomach growled, and Danny sunk to his knees. The body felt warm. Most bodies felt warm when they first died, Danny thought. Their hearts still pumping blood, though the clones could never quite replicate blood like his. They either ended up too human or too ectoplasmic. Never striking the right balance.

It helped, he thought. Or at least he liked to think.

He tore straight into the clone’s thigh, skin digging under his nails. He carved the meat out with far too much ease, holding the sickly green soaked chunk, red flaking the sinews as Danny shoved it in his mouth. Raw meat exploded across his tongue, and he kept digging. Ripping his own corpse apart as he gorged on his own meat. He wanted to be mindful about it, but he couldn’t. Not when the whispers grew louder, and his time was running out. He broke his own ribs off, sucking out the marrow and sipping at the blood that ran through his bones.

Ectoplasm always quenched his thirst better than blood could.

He sank his teeth into his own heart, and it burst with a pop in his mouth. Ectoplasmic blood drenched his tongue, and Danny drank as deeply as he could. The whispers grew frenetic, but Danny was still so, so hungry. He reached back for the corpse as a rope caught his neck. He snagged his own arm, tearing it off. He held it close as he was drug back to his cell. Surely the whispers wouldn’t let him keep a precious gift like this. Thrown onto the moldy straw bedding, Danny resumed his consumption. He wondered if he should hate himself as he bit into his own arm, tore its flesh off the bone.

By the time the whispers returned, not even the bones were left.

[arlmy07]

Another Real Group Chat Convo But Make it BNHA

*on a recon mission at an abandoned school said to be a popular villain hiding place*

Sero: "We have ghosts in the room. The lights keep flickering."

Kaminari & Kirishima: "Who you gonna call?"

Bakugo: "Jesus. We're at a Christian school so we call Jesus."

Mina: "B r u h"

[ayoyoungg]

Ahhhhh I’ll reblog teasers when I get back home & have wifi. But I wonder why SeoTae have fairy wings and Soo doesn’t 🤔 Also why are SeoTae with mic stands while Soo isn’t 🤔 Obviously we need to see the teasers for the rest…but I really hope this doesn’t hint at another Mr.Mr situation

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

actually maybe my favorite thing about the YJ show is that almost once an episode the kiddos wind up terrified they're gonna get in trouble/not be allowed on the team because they disobeyed orders or made mistakes or whatever else, and almost every time they're proven wrong because they're actually being guided by respectful, truly good adults who understand that these kids need room, that they're capable and can use their own judgement, and will face their own consequences when need be

[beskad]

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