#spanish soap operas :'>

[canisalbus]

Do the modern AU boys have a favorite movie or show (or genre of media) they watch together? I imagine they curl up together on a couch or something with a glass of wine or something and just watch Spanish soap operas together and decompress.

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[turtleblogatlast]

Debating making a short comic based on this post I made but here’s a wip panel in case it never sees the light of day haha

Honestly this was mainly just an excuse to draw little Leo in his honk shoo mimimi pajamas

[poppy5991]

I keep seeing the Hawks “does something in Japanese” drawing set going around again. It’s by KadeArt

And no one ever includes the endhawks one at the end lol (my fave)

I added the link here to her Twitter post here^ since people aren’t crediting the artist, if you want to see all of them.

[arrowheadedbitch]

Thinking about how Shawn is such a good actor that his own father blurred the lines between him and his character despite him not even speaking that good Spanish half the time

[kuramirocket]

@devotion-that-corrupts Okay a new post because I have thoughts about finishing Sunrise.

In regards to Hollyleaf herself revealing the secret; I mean I can understand her rage, confusion and despair. The Warrior Code was so integral to her belief system and worldview, so I don't really find it all that surprising, psychologically speaking, that it shattered everything for her and it caused her to reveal everything at the gathering and runaway where she was ultimatley killed in the collapse of the tunnels. She just could not deal with it mentally and emotionally.

I would have loved to see what her thoughts would have been had she known another medicine cat existed who too had kits. It's too bad Hollyleaf was too angry and shattered to talk to Leafpool or Squirrelflight or even Firestar as clan leader. I wonder if Firestar would have told her about Yellowfang, though revealing that secret after so long doesn't seem likely, maybe.

I also find it hard to believe Hollyleaf died. Sure, Firestar has other kin besides Hollyleaf and her siblings, but I always got the impression the prophecy talked about three siblings specifically not necessarily different kin relations (e.g. two siblings, a cousin) if that makes sense. The prophecy being about Lionblaze, Jayfeather and one of the newly born kits just seems pretty out of left field. Though, I suppose it would explain why Hollyleaf didn't seem to have any special powers. Hmm... Just Hollyleaf dying seems convienant and lacking closure to everything.

Also, I know Hollyleaf and her siblings are extremely young and inexperienced and lack wisdom and life experience, but they were so unfair, especially Hollyleaf towards Leafpool and Squirrelflight. I know, they were shocked to say the least about the reveal and it was a great burden for them to bear along with the secret of the prophecy and it shook everything they thought they knew about themselves and everyone around them, but Leafpool and Squirrelflight are only 'human' for lack of a better phrase. Lol. I mean, they're just cats. They, too, will make mistakes and have regerets. Yet, they tried their best and it was obvious they loved Jayfeather, Lionblaze and Hollyleaf. They looked after them and cared for them. Leafpool and Squirrelflight also suffered a great deal and too shouldered a great secret and burden. Though, I can't blame the young cats for being angry with Leafpool and Squirrelflight. They reacted like any young individual would, I think. It's all just a complicated mess. Oof.

So yeah, oooh boy what a way to end Power of Three! Holy cow!

[cogentranting]

Additional hot take: If Shawn (seasons 1-3 but especially season 1) met Rosa, they'd be into each other.

[lesbiancosmicowl]

[fayevalcntine]

I started reading The Witching Hour because I needed to take a break from the vampire stuff and while I do think it's at least a better book in terms of structure so far bc there's less monologuing, I just looked up a spoiler over Mona Mayfair in the second book and......................lmao

[icons444]

yésica y cata 🍸🫶🏼

telenovela: sin senos no hay paraíso

— pls like/reblog if u save <3

[eyecandyhoney]

Antonio Rodrigo Guirao Díaz From Buenos Aires, Argentina

[daydadahlias]

you had a youtube channel?!?

yeah not to brag but i had 29 subscribers so i was kinda on my way to being famous

[hauntingmiser]

Ok uhhh hands you a nurse OC ( it's Marlene )

I swear she has a little bit of Trauma-

( also she's from an Indian heritage )

[blogadrianaleite-blog]

ABERTURAS INESQUECÍVEIS DE NOVELAS.

Pantanal

Pra mim o maior épico de TV brasileira, negada duas vezes pela TV Globo e por Silvio Santos no SBT , quem aceitou esse desafio foi a saudosa TV Manchete, e tornou -se o maior sucesso da sua curta história. Reprisada por Sílvio Santos, ganhou uma abertura mais orquestrada e com voz quase à capela do cantor original, e mais recatada no quesito mulher pelada. No remake da TV Globo, que lhe deu um fôlego na na sua crescente queda de audiência, a Globo preferiu a voz de Maria Bethânia, a viola pantaneira e mostrar o Pantanal matogrossense como ele é: um paraíso de vida, animais selvagens que convivem juntos com fazendas de gado. Não existe gado na Amazônia, o carne do hambúrguer que tu comes, é do Pantanal, e não se sinta culpado. O Brasil tem as leis mais rígidas do meio ambiente, porém, o Pantanal passa por sua pior crise. Nunca antes da história do país, ele esteve tão ameaçado por queimadas . Graças ao presidente preferido dos artistas de Hollywood, da Greta e de Biden. Que hoje se calam diante de tanta destruição.

UNFORGETTABLE OPENINGS OF SOAP OPERAS.

Pantanal

For me, the greatest epic of Brazilian TV, denied twice by TV Globo and by Silvio Santos on SBT, the one who accepted this challenge was the late TV Manchete, and became the greatest success of its short history. Reprised by Sílvio Santos, it gained a more orchestrated opening with the almost a cappella voice of the original singer, and more demure in the naked woman aspect. In the remake by TV Globo, which gave it a breath of fresh air in its growing decline in audience, Globo preferred the voice of Maria Bethânia, the Pantanal viola player, and showed the Pantanal of Mato Grosso as it is: a paradise of life, wild animals that live together with cattle farms. There is no cattle in the Amazon, the meat in the hamburger you eat is from the Pantanal, and don't feel guilty. Brazil has the strictest environmental laws, however, the Pantanal is going through its worst crisis. Never before in the country's history has it been so threatened by fires. Thanks to the favorite president of Hollywood artists, Greta and Biden. Who today remain silent in the face of so much destruction.

¡Quién diría! Investigando sobre la telenovela encontré extractos en español. Está en el catálogo de Paramount+. Es bueno saberlo, así que no necesito suscribirme al maldito Globo Play.😁

[poughkeepsies]

have been hyperfixating on practicing french recently this is the first time in 10 years my brain is being used for something other than gay sex and i dont like it

[xoivy]

so i'm watching this soap opera rn and two girlies really hate each other, so one of them got a PI to look for dirt on the other one and there was dirt found but in a turn of events the lady who got investigated got her hands on the envelope with said info. what i don't understand is why from that point on this woman really thought it'd be a good idea to just walk around with it in her purse for some time until she finally decided to shred them. like babes, if that was me i would've burnt those papers long ago like? why keep them around for so long especially when she knew that other woman was trying to steal them back this entire time too

[repulsiveliquidation]

Impatient || Alexia Putellas

warnings : smut, somnophilia (consensual fucking while asleep), cunnilingus, anal fingering, pussy fingering, buttplugs (mentions and usage), strap-on, suggestive language.

summary : Alexia reminisces on the mindblowing fuck you gave her before she left for Paris.

Alexia sighed as she pulled the door closed behind her and locked the master bedroom. Her whole body was tired and desperate for a shower after training with the Spanish team. With the Olympics fast approaching, they were putting in extra effort to really prove themselves as the best team in the world.

Alexia undressed and brought herself to make a little effort in winding down. She lit a candle in the bathroom, turned the lights down low and started a nice, hot bath.

Getting into the warm water melted away all the struggles of the day, bringing comfort to the captain's muscles and bones.

It didn’t take long for her mind to wander, with her eyes closed and the ability to visualize your body, she made herself a nice image in her head to enjoy considering her time spent alone and far from you.

She thought about the last time you two had sex before she left for camp and Paris. It was everything she needed to last the tournament and who’s to blame her for having her waterproof sex toy conveniently charged and in the bath with her when it was some of the best sex she had ever had?

She closed her eyes and let her mind fill in all the gaps in her memory of that life-changing night.

You walked into the apartment expecting your wife to be up and waiting for you like she said she would.

“Ale?” you whisper-shout, hanging your keys up by the door and kicking off your shoes. The hospital called you in for an emergency surgery and you had to leave in the middle of date night the day before Alexia left for Paris. She was used to it, being married to a surgeon and all but it broke her heart a little that on a night before she left for a long while, you had to go.

“Oh darling,” you coo when you see her sleeping on the couch soundly, mouth a little open as she snored. She denied ever snoring but you knew better but kept up with her little secret.

You were about to turn the soap opera she was binging off when you caught a glimpse of her underneath the blanket she had over her middle.

“What the-” you begin as you pull the blanket off and you were not expecting what you saw in front of you.

La Reina was half naked and fell asleep fucking herself on the strap you knew she wanted you to use on her tonight.

“You’re such a fucking whore, Alexia Putellas,” you grin and mutter, leaving her right where she was to get yourself ready for her going away present.

Your scrubs were swapped for a black leather strap-on and some expensive black and red lingerie. You pulled your hair back and walked back into the living room feeling ten times sexier.

The thing with La Reina was, she loved a good challenge. You dared to suggest you made toast faster than she did? She was setting the record straight that very second. You’re sure you drove to her mother’s house in under 30 minutes in Barcelona traffic? She can do 29 minutes.

You knew that if she woke up during this little adventure, she’d be very disappointed with herself. Being the good little wife you are, you were going to make sure she succeeded.

Without disturbing even a hair on her head, you managed to get the toy she had been fucking into herself out of her and strapped to you. You were careful and didn’t wake her, eyes growing darker by the minute as lust took over.

She just looked so peaceful and dainty that a part of you didn’t want to ruin that for her but the idea of her waking up to an empty apartment the day after with panties still soaking wet from her arousal and that familiar pain in her thighs was too good to pass up on.

You’re just about to try and turn her over to fuck her prone bone when the queen begins to fidget in her sleep. She groans and turns over, head tilted to the side.

“It’s like you know I’m here, babygirl,” you growl a little, grabbing her ass to give it the softest knead.

Alexia grunts a little, almost pushing her ass up just a tad. You pull her legs open just enough to slip your fingers along her folds, feeling how wet she was.

There was a little bottle of lube, presumably her travel variation, beside her still open. You slip your fingers into your mouth and taste her, smiling and sighing when you taste her with a little hint of green apple from the lube.

You wet your fingers more, slipping them back into her pussy. You finger her gently, fingertips angled directly into her sweet spot. You notice a sheen of sweat on her skin and the throb of her heartbeat was stronger around your fingers.

“You feel that, don’t you sweetheart?” You whisper, thumb rubbing her asshole just a little. “Look at you, being such a needy whore even when you’re asleep.”

You’re getting giddy yourself, thumb tempted to press right into her ass. You give in and remember her desires to have anything she normally enjoyed done to her even when asleep, you spat a fat glob onto her asshole and pressed your thumb into her.

She gasped and your heart dropped, thinking you woke her up but she merely reacted in her sleep, hips almost pushing back into you.

The wet noises from between her legs were getting louder and louder so you switched your fingers out for your cock swiftly.

Alexia’s lips were ajar, the faintest snores leaving them. They looked a little too empty though.

So you filled them.

Wet fingers slipped right into the crevice and she immediately began to suckle, little whines muffled as you began to fuck her.

She took your cock well on regular occasions but there was something about her body that almost knew she loved being fucked while she was asleep that hightened her senses.

She opened up and took the big silicone appendage a little too easily, her pussy squelching was like music to your ears.

She whined a little more, asshole winking back at you just a little too easily. Your hips don’t slow down, keeping the perfect pace as your eyes scanned the room.

Foot rest? No, just Ollie’s hair.

Under the couch? Hmm, nothing there.

Coffee table? Now we’re talking.

A buttplug.

More specifically, one that had your initials engraved on the end that you had made for Alexia.

This was one of those items that she kept under lock and key, pulling them out only under special circumstances.

I guess tonight was one of them.

“Did you have a whole night planned for us, my darling girl?” You coo, pushing your cock deeper into her now also gaping pussy and putting the plug to the side for now.

Alexia begins to fidget so you slow down a little as she settles, cock buried to the hilt inside her. She whined, drooling onto the cushion a little.

Certain she was asleep again, you speed up and fuck right into her sweet spot. She whimpers as she gets close, pussy gripping tighter around your cock. You suck on your thumb and stick it back into her ass, fingering her backdoor in tandem with your strokes.

Just as she gets close to coming you pull out and turn her onto her back gently, noticing her breath go shallow and her sweat making her a little sticky. You push your cock back in, pressing down on her tummy as you fuck up into her cunt.

You swear you feel the bulge come through her thin skin, hips unable to keep a steady pace to avoid waking her.

You watch her eyes shoot wide open as she cries out your name when she comes, thighs shaking and eyes rolling into her head when you push her deep into overstimulation.

She begs and begs for you to stop but you don’t, knowing that if she really wanted you to, she would use her safe word. When her thighs stop trembling you stop, lips ravaging her neck and chest.

You pull out and push her legs back onto her chest, lips suckled tight onto her messy pussy. You eat her out savagely, two slender fingers pushed deep into her ass.

“AMOR!” She screams, squirming all over the couch as she tries to escape your hold.

She grabs your hair and grinds into your tongue, chest heaving in pleasure as you throw her head first into a second, mind-numbing orgasm.

“J-Joder! Por favor!” she begs before you pull away. Your fingers in her ass don’t slow down.

“Please what, princess?” You tease, thumb gently rubbing her swollen clit.

“Please,” she hiccups, “please let me cum.”

Your other hand slips three fingers into her cunt while the two in her ass make room for a third.

“Do you think you deserve to cum, pretty girl?”

“Yes! Yes please, please let me cum.”

“But you were such an impatient little girl today,” your fingers all slow down, dragging her pleasure out to a speed she did not like one bit.

“Couldn’t even wait for me come home to fuck your brains out, tsk tsk tsk.”

You pull your fingers out and move her to sit between your legs. Your lips sit right by her ear and you’re sure you feel the shiver go down her spine the moment you speak.

“Hold your legs open,” you say and she obeys, “thank you sweetheart.”

“Have you been using this these past few days, sweetpea?”

“Sí, just for you.”

“You love being reminded of who you belong to?”

“Sí, love feeling it inside me at training.”

“If only the girls knew what a fucking slut their captain was, what would they say?”

“Don’t care,” she slurred, feeling the cold plug circle her puffy asshole. “Only want to be good for you.”

“You’re a good girl?” You tease, pressing the toy into her.

“Ye-” she tenses, feeling the cold metal push into her, “yes, yours!”

The widest part of the plug sat inside her, the slight stretch was a welcome pain.

“My what?”

”Your good girl!”

You push the plug right into her and fill her pussy with your fingers to push her towards her second orgasm.

She squirts a little when she comes, literally melting into you when she does. You coo and hold her through it, watching as her chest and legs tremble beautifully. She tilts her head up and you kiss passionately, wet fingers holding her face close.

“I love you,” Alexia pants, fingers slipping past her cunt to pull the plug that sat inside her out in the bathtub. She grinned and placed it to the side to deal with later.

She calls you right from the bath, iPad propped up on a bench near the tub, wishing you were there to enjoy the hot bath with her. Or fuck her silly, she can’t decide.

“Hi baby,” you greet, smiling at her through the screen.

“Hola amor, how are you?”

“Good darling, training go okay?”

“Sí, it was good. I think we can win.”

“I know you can, amor. I believe in you.”

Alexia accidentally knocked the bench when she tries to turn the volume up on her iPad and the plug falls. It clangs loudly and you definitely hear it.

“Is that what I think it is?”

Alexia turns a deep shade of red in shame, her little secret now not so secret anymore.

“Alexia, you really are a cock-hungry slut, aren’t you?” You tease, watching the captain stutter to defend herself.

“Would you like some help relieving some stress, princess?”