#rosita twd

[catnteawrites]

*the first night in alexandria*

Rosita and Abraham: *heavy breathing*

Y/N and Daryl: *kissing sounds*

Maggie and Glenn: *chuckles and giggling*

Rick: "WHEN DID THIS BECOME A WHORE HOUSE???"

[stylezunderwrapz]

THE WALKING DEAD Season 11, Episode 3: Hunted

[bat-rot]

twd + tumblr text posts (and some tweets shhh)

[carlplsrailme]

𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 | 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚,𝐞

rosita espinosa x fem!reader

cw: strap use, sex in front of an open window.

request: I wanna ride Rosita’s strap. That’s all I have to say. 🙅‍♀️

"fuuuuck" you moaned out, dropping your hips down as her strap pushes deeper into you

you almost curse yourself for not caring about the uncovered window displayed next to you, if anything it got you more excited. the conscious part of you knew it was too early for anyone to be out, plus, being this high up wouldn't be a huge concern

you giggle softly, she looked up at you with brows twitching and a slight smirk on her lips

"whats so funny?" honey voice dripping off her lips and onto yours once you connect them. you rest your head on hers as you roll your hips once more

"just thinkin' about how advanced this whole town is" you reply, obviously not talking about the ice cream stand or the courthouse.

she laughed, pushing her hips up as they ram into your g-spot

"yeah, who knew an underground sex shop would be in a wholesome town like this?" she whispered on your neck as you dug your face into her shoulder, catching her scent heavy on her hair

morning sex like this was always nice, and slow, especially now with how she works and well...this strap

you felt the silicone hit your walls over and over, knowing that you both are no longer gonna chit-chat and roll your hips as you search for your orgasm rapidly.

she places her hands on your hips as she thrusts her hips upwards, causing you to grab her frantically and cry out sharp moans

you slip her nipple into your mouth, using it as almost a gag for yourself, knowing these thin walls aren't something to mess with.

she maneuvered her hand to your clit, rubbing it until you felt your orgasm reaching you suddenly

her tit popping out of your mouth you whined softly against her before cumming around her strap, she let out a strained moan before reaching her orgasm as well. you kissed her softly as her second alarm rang out, knowing that's all the time you had.

an: i know it's short, but i just really wanted to write this <333

[enid-rhees]

morning | rosita espinosa x fem!reader

genre: smut

warnings: morning sex, eating out. (reader receiving) MINORS DNI

A/N: hope you all enjoy! requests are open! if you’d like to request, just read pinned!

your eyes fluttered open when you felt your shorts begin to slide down your legs. when you lifted your head, Rosita laid at the edge of the bed, smiling softly up at you.

“good morning,” she grinned, flinging your shorts and underwear somewhere across the room. “morning,” you rasped.

Rosita slowly made her way up your body, stopping when her lips lightly hovered over yours. you closed the small distance between them, kissing her softly. when she pulled away, the sun that peeked out from the blinds illuminated her face perfectly.

“why are you up so early?” you asked her. a smirk formed on her face as she made her way back down your body. “had a dream. was just endlessly making you come on my tongue. had to make it real.” she hummed, spreading your thighs apart.

Rosita started to leave light kisses on your inner thighs, sucking marks into them and squeezing them softly. you let out a small moan.

“you’re already so fucking wet.” she said, smiling widely. “only for you,” you choked out.

without warning, Rosita plunged her tongue into you. you gasped as your hands reached for her hair, tangling your fingers into the soft strands. she moaned at the feeling, and the vibration caused waves of pleasure to pulse through you.

she tightly held your thighs as her tongue licked through every crevice of you, spreading them open wider than before. your head fell back on the pillow and your back arched off the bed.

your first orgasm began to approach and you started to breathe erratically, hips grinding up against Rosita’s tongue as you chased your orgasm.

“Ro,” you moaned out. “Ro, i’m close.”

her right hand released your thigh as she started to rub your clit with her thumb. a loud, long moan echoed through the room as your orgasm pulsed through your body.

Rosita looked up at you, her lips glistening with your wetness. “can you take one more, sweetheart?”

you were so out of it, but nodded your head repeatedly. “yes… yes, please, Ro. i need you.”

she smiled at your fucked out state, lifting your legs over her shoulders. “ready, hon?” you nodded again.

Rosita’s lips attached to your clit with one harsh suck and your hips jolted up. you were still sensitive from your previous release, but it was quick subsided as she entered two fingers inside of you.

the double pleasure was an overwhelming feeling and you couldn’t help the high pitched moans that constantly left your lips. you were sure others could hear you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

your chest rose and fell quickly as your second orgasm already started to creep up on you. you barely had time to warn Rosita as it hit you like a truck. a scream practically left your mouth.

Rosita gently set your legs back on the bed. she crawled back over to you, wrapping her arms around your body.

“feeling okay, love?” she asked softly. you nodded, so fucked out you couldn’t even speak. she placed a kiss on your sweaty forehead, pulling the covers over the two of you.

“you did so good for me.” she whispered. “so, so good. always such a good girl for me.”

[bananafire11]

Rosita appreciation post cuz I liked her a lot by the end of s11, ft. Daryl because i gotta include him in everything

[slaydemons]

THE WALKING DEAD: S5EP5 - SELF HELP

[kayummii]

they r married inside of my head .. all i’ve drawn for the past 2 weeks has been rosita AHH SAVE ME

[tqxky]

</3

[novacqnes]

insomnia // rosita espinosa

summary: grappling with heartbreak and her sexuality Rosita finds solace in you and a little more.

warning: very brief smut (fingering, masturbation)

word count: 2.2k

pairing: rosita espinosa x fem reader

a/n: noticed a lack of rosita fics on here, if you guys enjoyed please don’t forget to reblog I really appreciate it :)

Loneliness was an unmistakable feeling. It was the depravity and isolation that came with being alone that made living unbearable. It was a feeling that Rosita knew all too well but she was good at masking it. After all, she had Abraham, someone who she’d known since the start of the end and he wouldn’t dare leave her- until he eventually did. But there were more men after Abraham, all of whom meant nothing to her, none of them could replace the growing loneliness she wrestled with day after day.

From the moment Rosita emerged from the tank by Abraham’s side you were in awe. Not just by her physical appearance but the way she cared for people, especially those she loved. She was fierce but in an a passionate way- being loved by Rosita was unlike anything else, or so you imagined. There were many things stopping you from professing your long held crush on her; the first began with the 6ft blue-eyed ginger with a loaded machine gun. The second was that Rosita was presumably straight. She never talked about girls or even hinted at a possible attraction to them which made you doubt the possibility that she’d ever reciprocate your feelings. 

So maybe it was loneliness, or maybe it was curiosity that led Rosita to your doorstep for the first time 6 weeks ago. That night Rosita wandered around Alexandria aimlessly until she came across your dimly lit house on the corner of the street. She didn’t have a particular goal in mind but before she knew it she was at your front step, ringing the doorbell.

When you appeared Rosita was shocked by the absence of fatigue and dark circles under your eyes. You looked put together, almost as if you weren’t sleeping in the first place. It made her feel embarrassed to be standing in front of you with nothing but a tank top and shorts. 

“Hey, you alright?” You asked.

Rosita looked more flushed than usual. And any other day you would’ve blamed it on the scorching Virginia heat. It was something about the way she stood in front of you, out of breath, balled fists and messy hair. You knew there had to be something more. 

“Yeah, I saw the light from outside. Can I come in?”

You opened the door a bit further to let her in when you finally saw it. The dim light over the fireplace illuminated the room to where you were able to finally get a clear view of Rosita. You hadn’t realized it before but her eyes were red as if she’d been crying for hours.

“Sorry for the mess, I can clean it up if you want to sit down.” 

Rosita had only visited your house a handful of times yet this was the first time she truly got a good look. There were candles lit all around your living room, the couch was pulled out and numerous books, pencils, cigarettes, poems and drawings spread all across the mattress. 

“No- don’t it’s fine, I don’t mind.” She remarked, a drawing on the corner of the bed catching her eye. 

She sauntered over to it picking it up, it was a drawing of Michonne. Around her dozens upon dozens of flowers drawn meticulously to outline her locs. Around her locs were splashes of color that only enhanced the picture.

She stood in disbelief, “You did this?”

Rosita was astonished, she’d never seen anything like it. She couldn’t fathom that something so beautiful could come to life in the world they lived. A world of pain, loneliness and fear. 

“Yeah, I tried to get the eyes right but they look off-“ You rambled.

“Y/n, this is beautiful. Is that what you do all night?”

“Pretty much, I can never really fall asleep so I find something to do, to keep myself busy.”

“Is there more? Can I look?” She urged, her eyes falling on more.

“Knock yourself out.” You chuckled, giddy excitement ran through your body as you watched Rosita face light up at the sight of your creations. 

She sat on the mattress reading through the poems- your poems. She found herself smiling at your handwriting, the way you wrote with passion and pursuit. Each and every drawing she came across made her heart swell, especially the ones of the group. Something about the way you drew people felt majestic. The way people wanted to be seen as something more than themselves, as something greater, you displayed through each stroke. 

Rosita kept looking until she came across one at the edge of the bed, you began to panic recognizing the figure through the page. Before you could rush over and grab it she was already on it, flipping it over to see herself. 

At first she was speechless, it felt as if she was staring at her own reflection. In the pit of your stomach several knots formed as you stood by anxiously hoping she wasn’t creeped out or hated your drawing. You picked your cuticles hoping to distract yourself from the unnerving silence. 

At last a painful smile broke through Rosita's face as she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. 

She hated it.

You stuttered, “I’m sorry Rosita, I tried my best but I could redo it if you’d like—“ 

“No, no- Y/n this is perfect, you’re perfect. I love it.” She reassured.

“Then what’s wrong?” You asked, joining her on the side of the bed. 

“Abraham. He left me.”

Rosita filled you in on how it happened. When she came into the room they shared together and he was packing. He didn’t offer her much of an explanation besides the fact that he now knew that she wasn’t the only woman in the world anymore. But you both knew it meant he’d fallen for someone else and kicked Rosita as well as all of the years they’d spent together to the curb. 

“I’m not upset that he’s found someone better for himself, you know? It hurts like hell but it’s how he did it. Like I was nothing.” 

Anger bubbled inside of you as you found it hard to contain your thoughts. You’d always created a picture of what you imagined Rosita and Abraham's relationship to be. You thought of them as some sort of unbreakable force. They weren’t joined at the hip like Maggie and Glenn but their loyalty to each other spoke for itself. Rosita would do anything for him and until now you assumed it was the same back.

“He’s an asshole.”

“Y/n—“

“Listen I know you love him and all but he’s still a dick, and I’m entitled to believe that.” You said curtly.

She chucked, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. She held up the picture of herself. 

“The way you drew me, I want someone to see me like that. Strong, beautiful, unbeatable.” She gushed, placing a hand on your clothed thigh. 

Someone. Although she didn’t say your name directly, it felt like she was talking about you. Like she was calling out to you and once again you felt the heat rush to your cheeks but this time you said something.

“You are.”

Rosita blushed, nervously shaking her head as she sensed the atmosphere shift. The vanilla scent from the candles made her feel like she was walking on air. How she so deeply wanted to lean in and kiss you right there yet she held back. She pulled her hand in, placing it back in her lap. 

She grinned, “I really needed this Y/n, thanks for being an insomniac.”

“Anytime.” You mumbled, heart sinking as you felt like you’d driven her away. 

She headed for the door clutching the picture in her arms shooting you one last bittersweet smile. Once the door closed you flung yourself onto the bed. You screwed up you thought, you let your feelings get in the way and it chased Rosita away. Now you really weren’t going to sleep. 

Little did you know Rosita hadn’t let the tension deter her from seeing you. Every day since that night she found her way back to your house. Sometimes it was to talk, admire your work, but truly it was because she liked being around you. That night Rosita practically begged you to let her model for you. She went around all of Alexandria collecting acrylic paints and a canvas for you to work on. When she finally arrived she was bursting at the seams with excitement waltzing through the door. She dumped the tools on the pull out bed.

“You’re way too excited for this.” You giggled, setting up your workstation.

“Never been more ready for anything in my life- you know I had to play a game of chess with Eugene to get those fancy paints for you?” 

“Chess?” 

“Yes, chess! It lasted a whole 3 hours. You should be thanking me.” She exclaimed.

You smirked, “I’ll make sure to thank you after, have a seat.”

Rosita took a seat on the bed as you settled on the stool behind the canvas. You meticulously studied her face and you noticed it had a new joy to it. Over the last few weeks you could feel Rosita’s confidence slowly beginning to build back up. There were a few setbacks but she was repairing her heart with your help, every step of the way. 

You guys had grown extremely close as Rosita began to spend the night, but you guys never slept in the same bed. Since the first night you were careful not to cross any lines with Rosita, your relationship was strictly platonic and it was going to stay that way. 

With each stroke you replicated the beautiful woman seated in front of you. You covered each and every inch of her body accentuating the slightest detail. 

“Almost done there?” Rosita called out, growing a bit restless.

“Almost….” You answered back, adding the finishing details to the portrait. 

Once you were finally satisfied you turned the canvas around allowing Rosita to see. A heartfelt smile spread across her flushed face as she admired the art.

“That’s you,” You beamed, taking a seat right next to her.

“Y/n…. I don’t even know what to say, it's beautiful.” She cooed, turning to look at you. 

For a second you felt time stop as your eyes connected. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach as you caught a whiff of her maple scent. Instead of pulling away Rosita placed a gentle hand on the side of your face moving in to kiss you. Her lips were so soft, you couldn’t think straight as her hands ran up and down your body pressing herself further against you. 

“Wait no-no.” You shook your head going to remove her hands from you.

“What’s wrong?” 

“You don’t really want this.” You croaked. 

“What?”

“You’re heartbroken because of Abraham so this is your way to cope, you don’t really like me.

She began, “Y/n-“ 

“No-“

“Y/n, listen to me.” She cupped your face so you could see she was truly serious.

“I like you and I want to be with you. This isn’t some phase or coping mechanism. I’ve never been happier than when I’m with you. You make me want to be better and I hope I can be that person for you. Please let me.” She pleaded.

You knew she was telling the truth, you could see it in her eyes she was being genuine. You’d gone down this road way too many times to know that you just needed to trust her, you felt it deep down that you could.

“Okay,” You nodded, moving your hands, allowing Rosita to continue.

Something about the way she kissed you, the passion behind it made you fall all in. The kiss grew more fierce as she slipped her tongue into your mouth causing you to moan. Her hand traveled to the band of your sweatpants before looking at you for permission. 

“I’m not experienced, when it comes to girls. But I want to try…can I touch you?” She muttered in between kisses.

“Yes, please.” 

You placed your hand over hers slipping it under your pants and underwear, guiding her in the right  direction. The pad of her thumb gently connected with your clit as it sent a shiver through your pussy. She began to rub tauntingly slow circles kissing up and down your neck. 

“Just like that.” You moaned, as the pleasure built inside of you. Seeing how this affected you Rosita applied more pressure to your clit, slipping one finger inside of you.

“You’re doing so well Rosie.” You cried, as her pace sped up, she leaned down to sloppily kiss you, your tongues swirling over one another.

Rosita angled her finger meeting your g spot as you gasped. She kept going until you were a moaning mess in front of her on the verge of release. When you were done she placed her head into the crevice of your neck, admiring her work. You looked down at her content and out of breath. 

“I could do that for you too you know, take care of you.” You suggested, slipping a hand over her thigh.

“I know but you always do, I wanted to be the one this time. I promise to be.” 

That night you laid in the same bed comfortably tangled in each other’s arms, drifting off into a long slumber for the first time in years. Although your insomnia wasn’t cured, having Rosita next to you every night made it a little easier.

[uttshawn]

i think miss u forever...

[carlplsrailme]

random rosita headcanons!

rosita espinosa x fem!reader

cw: just fluff!

request: hi my love!! i hope youre doing well and taking care of yourself!i was hoping you could write some cute little fluff headcannons with rosita if you’re up for it?? things like how rosita would take care of reader when they’re sick, pet names she would call you, etc etc. just her and her gf being a cute couple <3 thank you!! i hope you have a good day/night :)))

pet names

I'm no spanish speaker!!! but I think she'd call you things in Spanish time to time!

"miel pass that to me"

"you look beautiful, flor"

but when she's being more snarky she'd say english pet names

"I don't think that's what he meant, babe."

but yes she definitely uses pet names for you!!!

when you're sick!!

she wouldn't be the most comforting at first- AT FIRST!!

she'd stand in the corner of the room, watching you die on the bed with her arms crossed.

"told you not to come with me."

you'd moan and lay your head back to get ready for her yelling

"It was a simple run!! who wouldn't go with?!" you protest but she just narrows her eyes at you

"people that catch a cold from a Walmart that hasn't been touched in years."

but after the accusing, she'd settle down and lay with you, make you soup that tastes like heaven, and snuggle up with you.

"you're not coming on the next run though, love."

an: ahhh hiii guys! sorry if this was short but I really wanted to write this toady! ilysm <33

[enid-rhees]

smut? angry s3x?

rosita and reader are in a relationship but rosita is a jealous type of girlfriend. One morning she spotted reader and maggie being close to each other (maggie was just asking for y/n help with the food supply). During the night rosita confronts y/n about it and she gets angry, telling y/n that she only belongs to her, and her only.

sorry for the request, there’s not a lot of fic about rosita x reader in here 😭😭😭 and i’m desperate 😭😭 Thank you!!

jealous!rosita is so hot honestly. ty for the request anon! hope you enjoy 🫶🏻! and please never apologize for requesting u have no idea how much i love them. truly.

warnings: smut, dom!rosita, bit of possessiveness, fingering, strap-on use. MINORS DNI.

a/n: hope you all enjoy! requests are currently closed but will be open again very very soon (after this story is posted 🤭)

when Rosita woke up, your spot on the bed was empty. she stood up with furrowed eyebrows, peeking into the bathroom and then heading downstairs when she realized you weren’t in there.

the kitchen was empty, the living room was as well. where the hell were you?

she peeked out the window, looking left and right for any sign of you. her worries started to grow when she couldn’t see you like that either. eventually, she stepped outside, walking down the small neighborhoods for any sign of you. 

leaving without telling her was something you never did. even before you got together. you always told her no matter what. and she did the same.

when she walked around the corner, she finally spotted you. you were carrying boxes of food stacked on top of each other, and Maggie was by your side as well. you were both laughing and joking with each other.

Rosita wanted to be relieved that she found you, but she couldn’t ignore the hint of jealousy that was bubbling inside of her.

you set the boxes down and Maggie reached over to pull you into a hug. Rosita sharply inhaled, trying not to get ahead of herself.

when you pulled away from the hug, you noticed Rosita down the street and a huge smile made its way to your lips. you turned back to Maggie once more before running to Rosita, immediately running straight into her arms.

she breathed in your scent, gripping the fabric of your loose flannel. “you weren’t in bed when i woke up.” Rosita mumbled into your neck, “almost got worried.”

“Maggie just needed help carrying some food, sorry for not telling you. wanted you to sleep in.” you responded, placing a small kiss on her cheek.

her grip tightened around you at the mention of Maggie. “you’re okay, baby. as long as you’re safe.” she told you, now holding your face so she could kiss your lips.

you smiled into the kiss, running your hands through her thick, long hair. you loved her hair, how wavy it’s gotten as she grew it out more, she looked ethereal.

“i need to go back,” you whispered against her lips. “to help her put the food away.” Rosita kept her tight grip on you, just wanting to go back home with you and have you in private. you were hers. not Maggie’s.

you pressed another kiss to her lips, “i’ll be back really soon. i promise.” and with that, you turned around and went back to Maggie. you picked up another box and headed inside the building.

when you walked back out, Maggie whispered something in your ear. you pulled back from her and laughed out loud, gently slapping her shoulder.

Rosita felt that same ping of jealously spread throughout her body. she had never felt this way before, but Maggie was really testing her. she huffed and turned around, going back to your house.

half an hour later, you walked through the front door and slipped your shoes off, hanging your jacket on the hook that sat on the wall.

“Ro?” you called out. no response. you furrowed your eyebrows and walked upstairs. your bedroom door was halfway shut, you pushed it open, and Rosita was on your bed, brushing her hair out in the mirror on your wall.

“i’m home.” you said softly. she turned you, barley giving you a smile and then turned back to the mirror. your smile dropped, suddenly feeling your heart sink a little.

“Rosita?” you asked, your voice getting quieter. “what’s wrong? did i do something?”

“it’s not what you did.” she spit out. “it’s what Maggie did.” her name fell off her lips like venom. “what? i’m sorry, what did Maggie do, Ro?”

Rosita stood up, “oh, i don’t know. it’s not like she was all over you barely an hour ago, laughing and giggling with you, whispering in your ear. does she know that you’re mine, Y/N?”

“oh my god, Rosita.” you chuckled, although Rosita was far from amused. “are you seriously jealous?”

“i’m fucking pissed, Y/N. i’m the one who gets to touch you like that, i’m the one who gets to whisper in your ear and make you laugh. you’re mine, not Maggie’s.”

Rosita smashed her lips into yours, not wasting a second in pulling off your clothes and pushing you down onto the bed. you pulled away from her breathlessly, “what has gotten into you?”

“i’m going to show you exactly who you belong to. and i’ll make sure that Maggie is able to hear every fucking scream that leaves your lips from how hard i’m fucking you.”

her words went straight down into your core. you squeezed your thighs together, already feeling yourself become wetter by the second. she smirked, already kneeling the effect she had on you. she was the only person able to make you feel this way.

Rosita attached her lips to your nipple as her hand trailed down your body. she slowly ran her fingers up and down your wet slit teasingly, gathering the wetness on her fingers.

she brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked on them without breaking eye contact, moaning at the taste of you.

without warning, she put her fingers back down and thrusted two of them inside you. your hips snapped up at the sudden pleasure. your jaw dropped with loud, high-pitched moans escaping your lips.

Rosita was ruthless with her pace. she leaned down and connected your lips in a messy kiss. she pushed her tongue into your mouth, swallowing all of your moans. she pulled away to kiss at your neck, leaving red and purple marks everywhere she kissed.

she had never been like this with you. you’ve never seen her so… possessive. but you weren’t complaining.

her thumb pressed onto your clit, making you gasp. she started rubbing it in slow, small circles to tease you. you whined, pushing your hips into her hand for more friction, but Rosita used her other hand to push your hips back down.

she added another finger into you, and you couldn’t help the loud moan that left your lips. Rosita smirked, “that’s it, sweetheart. let everyone know how good i’m making you feel. make sure Maggie knows that i’m the one who fucks you this good.”

your head fell back onto the pillow, unable to control the loud moans that left your lips beautifully. when you felt your orgasm begin to approach deep inside you, Rosita knew. you clenched around her fingers, begging for your release. she plunged her fingers impossibly faster inside you, giving you absolutely no mercy.

your orgasm hit you like a truck. you gripped the sheets below you as your body writhed underneath Rosita’s touch.

Rosita placed wet kisses down your body as you came down from your high. suddenly, she flipped you over, pushing your head back down into the pillow so your ass stuck up.

she reached down, wrapping something around her waist. the cold sensation of a strap-on suddenly ran across your folds. you whined, pushing yourself onto it. she pulled away from you, “patience, baby.” she hummed.

Rosita took two fingers, spreading your folds open so your hole was on full display for her. she grabbed onto the silicone cock, slowly guiding herself into you. you moaned into the pillow, your hands tightly gripping the bedsheets.

she kneaded the skin of your ass as she slowly thrusted inside of you, taking in all of your quiet moans. she grabbed onto your hips and quickened her movements, now thrusting mercilessly inside you.

the sudden change of pace caused you to scream out. your eyes rolled at the way Rosita’s silicone cock slipped in and out of you with ease.

“come on, baby. moan louder, let Maggie know how good you’re getting fucked by me.” she started to simultaneously rub your clit again, and you cried out at the double pleasure you were receiving.

skin slapping, the squelching from your wet hole and her cock, and your loud moans filled your entire house. no one could fuck you as good as Rosita did, and she knew that. she knew it all too well. she took pride in how good she fucked you.

your juices slipped down her silicone cock, splashing onto her thighs with each thrust. “you’re making such a mess, pretty. and it’s all for me, no one else.”

“whose are you, sweetheart?” she asked, roughly pounding into you. “yours!” you yelled, moans spilling out of your mouth afterwards. she smiled proudly, continuing her hard thrusts.

you began to move your hips backwards, fucking yourself on her cock. Rosita stopped, watching the way you sunk onto her strap, feeling herself become wet just at the sight. “my pretty girl.” she whispered.

“close.” you whimpered out. Rosita started up her thrusts again, bringing you closer and closer to your release. with one loud scream, you came all over her cock, but still slowly fucking yourself on her to ride out of your orgasm.

Rosita pulled out of you and dropped the strap on the floor, moving so she could lay down next to you. she held you to her chest as you caught your breath.

“was i too rough?” Rosita asked softly. you shook your head, “no, you were perfect. absolutely perfect.”

“i can’t stand seeing someone else touch you.” she admitted, running her fingers up and down your back gently.

“i’m yours, Rosita.” you whispered. “no one else’s.”

she smiled, pressing a kiss to your head. she then leaned her head on yours, “mine.”

[elisiassideb1tch]

Rosita mf'ing Espinosa

Scrap edit (this was in a Carl scenepack lol)

Trying to learn velocity edits :) this is my first one

Dt: @tqxky <33 she's yours boo

[slaydemons]

THE WALKING DEAD: S8EP16 - WRATH

[saffronimagines]

Rosita Espinosa request bc there’s barley any fics of her (at least i can’t find many🥲)

Just a casual day, Rosita, her gf and Coco. It’s their day off from any watch shifts etc in Alexandria. Family time during the day, handing Coco off to Eugine to have his uncle time while the couple have date night🤭

I can see them both being huge flirts and blushing messes. Totally in love but also being the couple who doesn’t want to just talk about their kid but end up doing it anyway bc Coco is the cutest.

LOVERS -R.E

Pairing: Rosita Espinosa x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none, all fluff

Word count: extremely short ❤️

The commonwealth was different, very different. That doesn’t mean lives had changed though. Every time you and Rosita get a day off from word.

You give coco to Eugene for the night, giving you and Rosita time to catch up and enjoy the alone time, not to say you don’t want coco there. You and Rosita absolutely adore her.

So here you were, sitting at the kitchen table. Glass on wine resting on either side of you both, aimlessly flirting and smiling at each other. Light blush creeping up on her cheeks, but suddenly as it always does.

The conversation went back to Coco, it was hard not taking about your daughter. When everything in the room reminds you both of her, then Rosita points it out.

“Our date night conversation always drifts back to coco” she smiled. it is technically what happened every time, you laughed upon realising she was right..

“Well how could we not, everything reminds me of her. Including you my love..” Rosita had never heard more beautiful words come from your mouth.