have this very vivid imagination where frat!miguel is eating out muñeca with his frat hat on backwards and his arms around her thighs
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17+ content, blank blogs dnf
just bsf!dick grayson making you squirt and calling you babe... as a friend of course
âyou mean- never?â dick grayson inquires in a flat tone, almost in disbelief. you confirm with a simple and high pitched nope, speaking of all the times youâve failed to cum using just your hand.
heâs ecstatic at the idea, even if he suspects itâs your attempt of getting him back in your bed. heâs subject to details like this, being your best friend. not to mention youâve had conversations similar before; but this time is different. this time, youâre having a casual conversation about your bland sex life a week after dick got the chance to fuck the lights out of you; and the chance wasnât missed, nor a regret. so yes, he sees the bait, and heâs more than happy to take it.
like the clever bastard he is, dick gets you to give him the green light rather than blatantly falling for it. I've slept with people like that, he boasts, you know me though. a few more sneaky remarks and you're sucking the inside of your cheek in defeat before you tell him to 'demonstrate'.
now heâs got a hand down your shorts, carefully situating you into his lap and keeping a steady hand pinching at the fat of your hips. "how's that?" dick asks, circling your clit with generous pressure before slipping right inside. his fingers hit you deep, way deeper than your own or anyone else's, and that little fact has him all the more eager.
calculated efforts nudge at that sweet spot and you gasp, thighs flinching and giving him more room to get a little deeper. you glance at him with an almost awkward expression but heâs already enthralled, lazily tugging your shorts down a bit further with a hungry glint in his eye.
âitâll feel better when you calm down,â dick coos at you, a sly hand slipping under your shirt to brush over a hardened nipple. ârelax for me.â heâs gentle with you despite his brewing impatience, scissoring and spreading your cunt open on his fingers to coax you out of your nervousness. you start rolling your hips and his fingers curl way deeper, eyes shooting open with a soft cry of his name.
âit feelsâŠâ you start with a pleasurable hitch of breath, âfeels-â
âgood?â he finishes the thought for you with a particularly deep thrust, âI know, sweetheart, but itâll get better.â
his thumb barely touches your clit and you tremble, arms clinging around his neck as you gasp and whine right into his ear. pretty little noises just for him as his free hand palms your breast, urging you closer and closer into him until youâre moaning into his mouth. from this angle his kisses are sloppy, swallowing up your keens as he finds the speed that has you writhing in his lap.
âyeah- keep doinâ that,â dick manages between kisses, spreading your legs wider as you twitch around him and you swear you hear him moan with you. âjust like that, baby- fuck, youâre gorgeous.â
âdickie,â you whine, half outta your mind with pleasure, ââm close- so close, please-â
âI know, sweets, give it to me-â he pants with you, lips loosely catching yours just before he catches the perfect angle inside you, âcum for me, pretty girl, câmon.â
your hips grind into his leg a few more times and you cry, holding dick close and practically crumbling in his grasp as you leak around his knuckles. dick talks you through what feels like a never ending orgasm and his hand fails to stop moving, mesmerized by what heâs pulled out of you, sticky fluids dripping into his palm as your pussy squelches around his fingers and you whine.
âdick, I- shit- I just-â
âI know, babe,â he confirms with a pleased grin, still holding you in his lap with the perfect view of your mess. ârelax, remember? lemme try something.â
dick shuffles from beneath you until youâre sitting right on top of his cock, throbbing through flimsy pajamas while he works out a new angle. youâre dazed and a bit confused, still trembling in overstimulation until the coil swells into another rapidly approaching orgasm. heâs nudging at your g-spot over and over with more intensity, kissing at your shoulder while groping your tits and it has you damn near tears.
âyou feel that, yeah?â he checks, âdeep in your tummy? let it go, baby- let me see it.â
you canât wrap your head around what heâs looking for, but you give it to him regardless- head hanging over his shoulder with a desperate whine and arching away from dick. distantly, you feel the fabric under you, soaked beyond what you thought normal as he trails off in praise over your moans. âgoddamn, that was gorgeous- all for me, huh?â his fingers pump in and out a few more times as the high fades, then removing them to finally rest. âwas I the first to see that?â
it takes a moment of recoveryâdeep and staggered breaths with a low whine before processing the mess. before processing that your best friend just made you fucking squirt.
âoh my god,â you stumble over words, âiâm sorry, dick, I didnât-â
âbabe,â he cuts you off with the casual endearment again, âyouâre telling me no oneâs made you do that before?â his handâs soiled with your slick and cum and he brings it to his mouth with no hesitation, letting you slide out of his lap as his tongue laps around his fingers.
âmm⊠no,â you mutter while ogling at the hard-on straining his ruined pajamas, âI didnât⊠I didnât even know I could do that,â and after a moment, the awkwardness finally seeps away when he laughs out of content with himself.
âyâthink you could give me another?â he asks with no shame, kneeling between your legs with the intent of getting his proper fill. âitâll be better with tongue, too- when you cum, I mean,â he corrects himself as if he gave away his shameful thirst, like you wouldnât catch on. like you wouldnât remember how your best friendâs so easily pussy whipped.
dick doesnât even give you time to answer his question, though, pulling you to the edge of the couch and suckling on your clit as he locks your thighs around his head. you can tell from the groan that vibrates through you that heâs palming his cock through the fabric drenched in your fluids, and you can tell that he fully intends to pull another orgasm out of you all under the guise of âdemonstratingâ for you.
âyouâre shameless, dick grayson.â
âând you taste good,â he mutters matter-of-factly, âI donât see how you could blame me.â â§
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why do i keep seeing men on pinterest comments?? old guys specifically.
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what was your big back moments guys? mine was eating a whole pizza in one sitting and half of fruitcake and hour after that lmao
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write the wedding scene already!đ« miguel is too cute
oh godddd should i?? it would be so cute and fairy tale like!! i love weddings<33333
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does gloria have a face claim?
tbf i kinda see jennifer check but less violent lol
but you are free to imagine her as whoever!
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true form sukuna is so sexy idc what yall think of me
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ya elah kontol
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Sorry if this is a dumb question but is there a specific timeline or order for frat!miguel au đ
not really!! i know it is kind of messy so im sorry about that bdhdhdh
but if u looked through the masterlist there are few of written stories on how they first met and such, thatâs the closest one i have to the frat timeline
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âmy babyâ you murmur softly against his skin. hands cradling both side of his face gently. âmy sweet, sweet babyâ
toji hates to admit how that makes his heart tremble with pure love, and how the simple act is the sole reason for the crimson color risen within his cheeks,
âthat, i amâ he mutters with a small smile playing on his lips, tugging you close by the waist. âyou love me?â
a small gasp escapes your lips, as if youâre offended by that question. âi canât believe you have to ask! of course i doâ another kiss presses against his temple and down to his cheek bone,
he suppresses a cute giggle from it, not wanting to be embarrassed if you ever caught him letting out such sound. itâs quite fascinating how you are the only person who has a way to make him feeling flustered. as if youâre looking at a teenage boy who finally scored a date with his first high school crush,
âjust making sureâ toji finds comfort against your naked chest, feeling himself melt under your touch while your fingers toy with his raven haired. he frowns and lets out a boyish groan when you pull away,
ânoo, nooâ he whines, taking your hand before plopping it back down on top of his hair. âdonât stop. keep playing itâ
a confused yet amused frown make its way towards your face, a small giggle heaves out of your mouth,
âlook at you. my big boyâ the nickname just sends shivers down his spine, causing his grip around your waist to tighten. he loves it when you call him that. âtouchy today arenât you?â
he responds with a hum, letting his eyes close for a while as you continue to play with his loose strands of hair. heâs so comfortable like this. being with you is his favorite place. no large house nor king sized bed could ever compare if thereâs no you in it.
heâs dreamed of this for far too long. when his wife was taken away from him years ago, he didnât think that he could find a solace in someone elseâs arm anymore. he had given up on love and pour his frustrations out in a very toxic way. drowning himself in alcohol and getting into fights was his way of coping.
then you came a long,
with your pretty smile, pretty aura, pretty hair, pretty voice⊠pretty everything. knocked the wind out of the man, he couldnât even form the right words when you stood in front of him.
âs-shitâwh-what were you saying?â he laughed nervously when he realized he was staring at you for far too long,
it was an adorable sight. you really did have some sort of power to make men weak in their knees
his heart bloomed when he heard you giggle, âi said⊠did you come here with someone?â
âoh! n-no! not at allâ he scratched the back of his neck while looking down on his drink, âall aloneâ
âohâwell thenâ you took a seat beside him at the bar, his eyes didnât move an inch from you. âguess we can be alone togetherâ
âmy sweet big boyâwouldnât even dreamed about leaving youâ
and thatâs enough to make him feel at ease. to let go of the fears he had been holding back. to let go of the past that had corrupted him in more ways than one. to finally say goodbye to his long gone wife and say thank you to you instead for being here. for being so patient. for being so stubborn despite the times he had pushed you away. for not backing down because he knew how much he needed you, he just didnât have the guts to tell you.
whatâs that saying about the song you had shown him? if life is a movie, then youâre the best part?
yeah. thatâs the one. but he knows deep down that youâre better than a movie.
because after all these years, toji fushiguro had finally found you peace,
and may lord helps anyone to those who will try to take you away from him,
maybe toji will remove fushiguro from his last name and take yours instead in the near future
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pregnancy was never easy. if it was, fathers could do it.
and truly it was something that toji had learned throughout being married to you and seeing your belly swell with your baby girl. the constant mood swings, back pains, cravings and all. but toji is a wonderful husband. for that, he wouldnât change it for the world.
anything you want, you get even if your midnight cravings hit. toji will still get up and get dressed before drive to the nearest store that has your favorite red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting.
but being pregnant also means that toji has gotten far more protective than usual. more staying by your side, more checking up on you through his phone, more hiring security cameras and guards to keep you safe. despite your protests, he still thinks itâs necessary.
âsweetheaâwhat the heck?â toji grumbles, eyes almost popping out of his sockets to see youâre not beside him. eyes glancing left and right and thatâs where the panic begins to seep into him. âfuckâ he scrambles out of the bed, seeing the clock hits at two am,
âno, no, noââ he feels bead of sweats racing on his temples before slipping on his shoes and a shirt over his head. thinking that something might have happened to you.
god, i canât go through this. not again. not you. please, please, not you.
toji may not have been the most religious man that has ever walked on earth. but he will beg on his knees and plead to the man up above to never take you away from him,
and just as he about to grab a gun off his safe, he hears the refrigerator door shut downstairs. the sounds making him halt as he quick to whip his head to the source of it.
his eyebrows then furrowed, putting the weapon down carefully before stepping out of your shared room. sometimes he curses himself for buying a home far too big because now he feels like itâs an eternity coming down the stairs. but again, he bought it for you.
the living room lights are already turned off, the only dimmed light he could see is from the kitchen. not only that, but he could hear the metals clinking. so slowly, with ever so confusion written across his face, toji approaches slowly
and there you are ever in your glory, body draped in your favorite pink silky robe sitting on the floor with your back against the fridge. a plate of not one but two red velvet cake slice in your hand as the other forks your way through the delicious treat.
toji heaves out a breathe of relief, knowing that nothing had happened to you. and the noise is loud enough for you to stop chewing and look up. eyes widen at your husbandâs figure standing only a few feet away,
âhiâ your voice sounds small. almost like embarrassed because you feel like a kid who got caught stealing a cookie off the jar,
âsweetheartâ the nickname falls from his mouth like heâs happy to see you after being a part for so long. âwhat are you doing?â
your mouth slowly begin to chew, a cute smile making its way as your eyes glinting with innocence that toji canât deny but feel like heâs falling in love with you all over again.
âthe baby is hungryâ is the only thing you can muster to a response, like itâs an obvious thing. âshe wants cakeâ you giggle quietly,
oh yes, he is definitely falling harder for you again
âthe baby isââ he sighs, hands coming up to rub his face up and down. not because heâs upset but rather amused. âshe wanted red velvet cake?â
âmhmm!â you nod vigorously, taking another big bite of the dessert. âand cream cheese frosting!â
and for the first time in a while, toji laughs with his head shaking at the sight of his beautiful wife eating cake at two am. âshe told you that?â
âyes! i heard her whisper to me before i go to bed âmama.. can we eat the cake? but wait until dada goes to sleepâ because she knows how dada doesnât allow mama to eat cakesâ you smile at him, doing your best of baby voice. licking the cream off the utensil,
toji is grinning so hard he feels like his cheeks are hurting, his eyes are full of love when he looks at you and the little girl youâre growing in there,
âwell dada is just taking care of mama so she will be healthy. she needs veggies and whole foodsâ he takes another step closer, sliding next to you. his eyes never leaving yours, looking at you so lovingly by the way you eat. âi thought something happened to you.. i was panickingâ
you pout, not wanting to cause anymore distress on him. âiâm sorry i shouldnât have done that. but i couldnât wake you up, you looked exhaustedâ
he frowns, bending his knees close to his chest. âyou shouldâve. i would gladly grab the cake for you hence you asked, babyâ he leans forward and kiss your temple,
a grateful smile places on your lips, humming in a contentment at the feeling of his soft mouth on your skin. âhmm, i knowââ you cradle his cheek with your free palm, thumbing against his cheekbone and down to his scar.
he used to be so insecure about it until you made him not to be. giving so much praises and kisses about the scar that you think look so hot on him.
âwant some?â you extend a spoonful of the cake towards his mouth, in which he opens almost immediately, biting onto the sweet goodness. âhow lucky i am to have you, mr. y/l/nâ
he laughs, wiping the walnut crumbs off the corner of his lips. âi should be the one saying that to you, dollâ
maybe second chances do exist. and itâs a privilege for a person to earn one. toji may had done very questionable things in the past that would make a person think twice in befriending him, let alone married to him but change is real.
and the flaws are what makes it him. itâs one of the reason you are drawn to this beautiful man. because despite every negative seed he may have in him, he still tries. trying and trying to be the person you deserve and the father that your baby girl deserve.
it upsets you to no end knowing that everyone canât see that. they just see him as a cold, reserved, selfish man who keeps himself closed from the world to see. they donât see the tears he had shed almost every night for failing to be perfect, they donât see him having a small banter with you because he wanted to take your last name, they donât see the amount of times he locked himself in his room because of people talkinh, they donât see him always rushing out of his office on fridays because he wants to get home before you do just so he can cook your favorite dish,
they donât see all of that but toji doesnât care. he doesnât need their validation nor approval. he just needs yours.
because itâs you he always comes home to. you are his salvation. you are his peace. you are his dream came true.
you, you, you, you.
before you could protest, he presses his lips against yours and move his hand down to your bump,
âhappy doesnât even begin to describe how grateful i am to be your husbandâ
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a sweet moment of frat!miguel and muñeca that we rarely get to see
to miguel, relationships are complex.
heâs not built for one and never meant to. the idea of having to commit to one person when he still wants to have fun sounds like a real torture. the constant clinging and demands of going out on dates just enough to make him scowl. like whatâs the point of it all? spending money on gifts or valentines dates just seem to be a waste of time.
until she entered the picture. gone were the days where his money were spent on booze and gears.
now, heâs having the ultimate pleasure of spoiling his girlfriend, walking her to classes, stay during cheerleading practice and begging her to stay over at the frat house. all that he did out of consciousness,
even curating the image of what their wedding would look like in the future.
yeah. that much.
the couple decides to have a small picnic at the campus park during their free period. whereas the rest of the students are busy with studying and walking from building to building, these two lovers find the spare time to be with each other.
âi love hibiscus flowers. theyâre prettyâ muñeca mentions, laying on her side with palm supporting the head. âsunflowers tooâmuch better than a roseâ
miguel fixes himself a smile upon his beautiful girlfriend, deciding to mirror her action by laying on his side as well. âhow abouut cake flavor, cariño?â
she looks over at him and the sight is making her drool. the shirt that heâs sporting compliments his rippling muscles, not to mention the few unbuttons at the top showcasing a bit of his chest hair and gold chain around the neck.
âare you going somewhere with this?â she questions with a smile, seeing him shrug,
âjust askingâ he replies, eyes staring intently into hers. âi want to know what my girl likesâbecause if she mentions vanilla then iâm outâ
muñeca giggles, head shaking at the ridiculous assumption. âi would never!â miguel grins even wider hearing the sound of that laugh. âi love red velvetâand anything fruit infused dessertsâ
he nods, making a mental note on that one. âwhat if I prefer chocolates?â
âthen we can have bothâ she answers casually, hand sneaking through its way towards the slope of his calloused one. âchocolates and raspberries are good combo, anywayânot white or milk chocolates though. dark is the wayâ
âthatâs my girlâ miguel praises, his thumb drawing circles around her skin. âi love this dress on you, by the wayâwear it oftenâ
âyou say that pretty much about everything i wear miggy!â she smiles, kissing his jaw. âyouâre biasedâ
âis it my fault that my girlfriend looks good in everything?â he asks as if heâs proving his innocence, tightening the hold of his hand around hers, âgot the prettiest girl on campus by my side and thereâs no way iâm missing the chance to let her know how hot she isâ
her cheeks warm at the compliment, looking down momentarily to hide the large grin thatâs threatening to break through, âyou just want to fuck meâ itâs a joke,
âis it working?â he jokes back with a raised eyebrow, earning himself a punch on the shoulder making him grunt and laugh, âcaray, ma!âyou sure got some strength in youâ
âthanks to my handsome linebackerâs workout routineâ she winks, curling a loose hair around his forehead,
âput me in a headlock next, i beg of youâ he says, and she canât tell if heâs really joking or serious but she wouldnât be surprised if it was the latter,
âugh! youâre so unserious sometimes!â
they both share a laugh after. âokay back to question numberâfive!â he picks a chocolate covered strawberry with his free hand off the plate and pop it in his mouth. âdream destination?â
her lips curl into a thinking mode and so are her eyebrows, clutching their interlocked hand against her chest. âhmmâbali, malaysia, and romeâ
miguel hums, nodding as he looks down. she tilts her head to the side with confusion written all over her face, watching him. âwhat is this, intervention?â
âwhat, no. canât a guy ask his girl a few things to get to know her better?â
âmiggy, we fuck at least three times a day, i think we already went past that kind of formalitiesâ she rolls her eyes playfully, seeing how he shrugs innocently and grin. âso? what is this about? first it was about my favorite decorations, second itâs about my favorite dish and drinks of choice and then third, and fourthââ she trails off, watching the shy smile on his face appears as he avoids her gaze,
âwhat?â she asks confused, yet his smile is contagious and that makes her smile too,
âjust thinking about how everything would look like for our wedding somedayâ
âa wedding?â
ây-yeahâ he scratches the back of his neck nervously, âiâm making notes, you know? i trust them all with you, muñecaâwant you to handle everythingâ
her heart somehow blooms in her chest, gaze softening when he mentions about marriage. tying a knot. living happily ever after. with her.
she feels the little girl inside of her is squealing at the thought of a prince charming asking her for a hand. like ones she read on fairy tales and bedtime stories.
he wants to marry her
upon hearing no response, he feels the embarrassment creeping in as he gulps, his hand trembling slightly at the thought of being rejected. he would probably cry if she told him that she doesnât see the future together.
âlook you donâtââ
âbabyâ she coos, her hand moving to cup his face. âyou want to marry me?â
he feels somehow at ease when he hears the tone of her voice, realizing that he may not look like an eager idiot whom he thought heâd be in front of her, âi doâ his response is firm and set. âdo you?â
the way heâs looking at her with hopeful eyes makes her wish that theyâre both alone right now, just so she could straddle his lap and smother him with kisses. but seeing that theyâre not and at a public space, especially on campus, sheâs holding herself back.
instead of that, she cups his face before leaning in for a kiss. miguel sighs into her mouth, kissing her back with much more passion as he snakes a hand around her waist. the kiss is somehow becoming more intense and hungry. he then moves himself to move on top of her in swift motion, making her giggle at his enthusiasm.
whatâs supposed to be a simple kiss, turns into a heavy makeout session. she squeezes both his shoulders as a gesture to take it easy, not wanting the head of security to catch them in the act. again.
miguel huffs when she pulls away, but the taste of her lips remains to be the reason why a lovesick smile attached on his features.
âof course i doâ she replies, âjust make sure that the ring is ready after we graduate, oâharaâ and miguel will hold onto that. he will buy the most expensive and prettiest ring ever for her.
she swears that the love she has for him is bigger than anything. he had changed a lot for the better and she couldnât be more proud. miguel had learned so many things during the times he had shared with her, and it would be so crazy to think that she didnât bring any positive impact in his life.
her existence is the key of him growing. not just love but as a person as well. and he would argue to hell and back with anyone just to prove the point of his gratitude to her will always be bigger than this girl,
none of these two lovers knew what fate had in stored for them. to have a committed relationship with someone wasnât in eitherâs bucket list, let alone getting married. but everything seems to have changed.
before this, they didnât even know each other. there had been a time where miguel didnât know muñeca exist and vice versa. and thereâs some sort of twinge rattle in his chest, knowing that someone else could be loving her instead of him.
he doesnât like that. at all.
the negative thought that plagued into his mind somehow gets pulled when he feels her soft padded thumb traces his lower lip. his pupils dilating when he looks at her, with the pretty smile that he never gets tired of. seeing that often makes his heart fail to find a steady rhythm.
gaze in her eyes speaks so kindly to him. a look in which helps to remind him that she belongs to him and so does he to her. and miguel finds himself exhale a breath of relief yet once again.
âshe is so unbelievably gorgeous and all mineâ
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I need the making up part asap or i will lose my mindddd đ©
okay look, i have these two concepts in my head where im extremely confused with, choose which one u guys prefer before i start get to it jdjdjdj
1. a super messy thought where muñeca is âcatching upâ with frat!toji during the âbreakâ with miguel, one that happens before the two boys met. they run into each other at some party or something after months of not seeing each other. and since toji was the only ex that ever treated her right, all those feelings come rushing back. then they begin seeing each other more often, like making out and dates(?). muñeca is going to be a lil toxic in this one, but hey? girlâs got the right to go insane after what miguel did <3333 (this will have three parts)
2. where muñeca isnât a red flag lol. instead of hooking up with random dudes and getting back at miguel, she focuses on herself. getting her work done, focusing more on cheer practice, hanging out with the girls etc. miguel realizes he canât live without her, every aspect of his life is falling apart. and it tears him to pieces at how well sheâs functioning without him. so despite her avoidance , heâs going to fix everything. eventually they do talk about the fight, he apologizes and makeup sex <333
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u have such kissable lips ongg we need lips close up dijdije
ANON U NEED TO EXPOSE URSELF RIGHT NOWWW WE ARE GOING TO MAKEOUT!!!!!!đĄđĄ
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So I was listening Spresso and Idk I feel like it's so cheerleader reader coded
"Too bad your ex don't do it for ya
Walked in and dream came trued it for ya
Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya" [...]
"Oh, he looks so cute wrapped around my finger"
I can't stop thinking about that sorry (If you don't like Sabrina Carpenter I'm sorry you can just ignore this)
BABY YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY RIGHTTTTR!!!
muñeca definitely got him wrapped around her fingerđđ€
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never believe anyone who says âits pr this its pr thatâ bc most likely they donât work at that department so how the hell should they know?
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