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#Es Mi Turno
quelinh · 6 months
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Me costó 3 años dejarte ir... Y es que para ser sincero pensé que ibas a cambiar... A lo largo de estos 6 años ...
Tan solo... Tan solo si te hubiera dejado, hace 5 años y hubiera entendido que siempre te ibas a ir, que me ibas a dejar llorando por las noches cuando poco a poco me cambiabas por otra persona.
Si nunca hubiera dicho ese TE AMO, ni siquiera seguiríamos existiendo en la memoria del otro
Pero que fácil fue regresar después de dejarme, que fácil fue entrar en mi vida de nuevo..
Entender que tenía miedo a estar sola después de tu partida me rompía el corazón, pero ahora es algo que no me da miedo...
Perder mi brillo cuando lo único que quería era brillar más al lado tuyo..
Odiarte no fue una opción pues el amor que sentía ante ti era inmenso
Odiarte significaría odiar los días de sonrisa que me dabas, las noches en vela con vos, las llamadas de 8horas... Y yo no estaba lista por qué entregué lo más puro de mi vida a la persona que jamás quiso estar conmigo
Un bebé en mente estaba, que ilusa me sentí al escuchar que si lo querías, o el matrimonio, vestirme de blanco para ti, entrar por la iglesia y verte esperándome jaja
Pues lo único que me estabas dejando fue el vacío, no tener ganas de conocer a otra persona, el miedo a sentir de nuevo...
Decidí dejarte... Por qué lo único que me dejabas eran cicatrices una y otra vez
El adiós y terminar tampoco fue una opción, pues no había nada que terminar y ninguna adiós que decir por qué no te conozco
Que loco ame...que loco amor
Admiro mucho la forma en que puedo llegar a amar pero no sería capaz de volver amar como lo hice contigo, no me lastimaria de nuevo ... No así
Entendí que soy complicada y terca y probablemente me volví una persona tóxica
Que difícil es esto...
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poetajoereyes · 10 months
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elquiu · 2 years
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the dancer banner is long gone and dead u say i couldnt hear u feh here's greil mercs group pic but they're dancers
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chane-vel · 2 years
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Pasen tuto de como tener un lineart prolijo
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Jajjajsjw no se por que puse "honk" XDDD
Tampoco se por que le esta tocando las chichis a Mista jaj, pero equis 🗿
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haveyougotitchybones · 10 months
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solo coordinar un turno con el psiquiatra me va a matar de la ansiedad
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feralgirlfeelings · 4 months
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miguel o'hara breeding kink smut cause i'm ovulating rn
pairing: miguel o'hara x female reader
tags: established relationship, breeding kink, praise kink, creampie, little bit of dumbification, little bit of orgasm denial, p in v, unprotected sex, female reader, afab anatomy, dom!miguel, oneshot
SO NSFW. minors dni!
spanish to english translations are at the bottom :)
word count: 992
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he has you lying down with your ass up, pillow under your hips, and a firm grip on your hips. he whispers sweet nothings into your ear and about how much he wants to fuck you.
miguel slides his thick, hard cock in between your folds, soaking in your wetness, before lining himself up at your entrance. he slowly pushes into your tight cunt.
"fuuuck, i missed this," miguel groans, holding back the urge to plunge deep inside you. you bury your face into the sheets as you feel the mild ache of being stretched out. he continues to slide in until he reaches the hilt, his tip pushing against your cervix.
he pauses to give you a moment to adjust to his girth. you feel so full, you can barely breathe. "go slow miguel, you're too big," you whine.
he chuckles, "lo estás haciendo muy bien, cariño." he starts to pump into you, straining to keep a slow pace. your heavy breaths and soft moans fill the room.
as he slowly thrusts his dick into your tight cunt, the previous sting of being stretched transforms into a throbbing pleasure.
you feel a coil start to form in your lower abdomen and your moans start to get louder, his gentle pace no longer being enough for you. "mm, fuck me harder, miguel," you plead.
"anything for you, my princesa." he tightens his grip on your hips as he drags his dick out until his tip is just slightly kissing your entrance. he then slams his hips against you, driving his cock so deep inside you, you swore you felt it in your stomach.
you weren't prepared for the sheer power that this man is fucking you with. he thrusts into you at a dizzying pace and you can barely choke out his name.
"te sientes tan bien." he slaps your ass, delivering a sharp sting that makes you inhale sharply, "fuck you're so tight." he grabs your asscheek, groaning at the site of himself sliding in and out of you.
you moan in response, barely comprehending what he was saying. you were so fucked out of your mind and could only focus on the orgasm that you were so close to having.
just as you feel yourself almost reach your peak, miguel pulls out, leaving you empty. your poor walls clench around nothing. "miguel!" you whine in protest, "put it back in!"
he grabs your hips and flips you onto your back, settling himself in between your legs. "i want to see your pretty face when you cum." he separates your folds with his cock, rubbing against your sensitive clit. you wrap your arms and legs around him and he buries his head into the crook of your neck, before plugging you back up again.
all you can do is mumble his name over and over again as he continuously rams into you. every pump delivering mind-numbing pleasure. the orgasm you were robbed of had crept back, and once again you felt a tightness in your stomach.
"i'm gonna fill you up, fuck a baby into you," he groaned in between the sound of his heavy balls slapping against your soft flesh.
his words drive you crazy. the thought of being stuffed full of miguel's hot, thick cum brought you closer to the edge. he knows you're close, so he pounds into you faster and harder, chasing your release.
pressure builds until you feel the tension wound in your stomach burst. you cry out his name as your walls contract and you cream around his cock. he groans at the feeling of the added slick and your pussy squeezing around his dick.
he doesn't stop after you come down from your high. "you did so good, mami," he whispers in your ear, "ahora es mi turno." he holds you in place by your hips and fucks his dick into you, driven by a primal desire to fill you with his seed.
you're overstimulated and fucked out, your body limp and your eyes rolled back. all you could think about was how badly you wanted to be bred by miguel. "m-miguel," you stutter, "breed me. p-please."
"te voy a llenar con mi semen, te voy a follar hasta que estés embarazada. you're gonna make such a pretty mommy. f-fuck—" his thrusts get more erratic as he inches closer to his peak. he groans out your name before slamming your hips down onto his dick. he shutters as he releases thick ropes of cum into your desperate cunt, flooding your velvety walls. all you manage to do is let out some strained moans. nothing mattered more in that moment than you taking his seed. he makes sure to stuff his cum deep inside you, his tip jamming the entrance to your fertile womb. he pauses for second to catch his breath, before slowly rolling his hips, just to make sure he gave you every last drop.
he stops thrusting and collapses on top of you, but keeps you plugged up with his dick. his excess seed starts to dribble out of you. you're both panting, sweaty, and exhausted. he moves the hair out of your face and meets your lips with his for a gentle kiss. "look what you do to me. me vuelves loco, cariño,"
you let out a weak giggle, "you want my babies?" you ask playfully. you tangle your fingers in his hair, lazily combing through his messy locks.
"yeah," he returns a chuckle, "you're too pretty to not breed." he starts peppering your face and neck with pecks. "eres mi bonita esposa."
"i think you'd make a great father," you smile warmly and interlock your fingers with his. "you know...usually it takes a few tries before it takes."
"oh?" he asks amusingly, "well, i guess i'll have to fill you up again."
you feel his dick start to harden again inside of you. you brace yourself for another round.
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translations: ("lo estás haciendo muy bien, cariño" -> "you're doing so good, sweetheart") ("te sientes tan bien" -> "you feel so good") ("ahora es mi turno" -> "it's my turn now") ("te voy a llenar con mi semen, te voy a follar hasta que estés embarazada" -> "i'm gonna fill you up with my cum, fuck you till you're pregnant") ("me vuelves loco, cariño" -> "you drive me crazy, sweetheart") ("eres mi bonita esposa" -> you're my pretty wife")
hope you enjoy!!! >:0 btw this is my first time writing a fic that included dialogue in spanish, so idk if things are all well-written or gramatically correct. i tried to take some tips from spanish-speaking miguel o'hara enjoyers, but if anyone wants to correct anything or give me tips, i'm super super open to it!
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mikrokosmcs · 1 year
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desorden-en-letras · 8 months
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Todos están haciendo lo mejor para ellos mismos. Ahora es mi turno.
- Keren 🦋.
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ourphysicalromance · 2 years
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Didn't get the tickets for Corona capital. My sadness is immeasurable and I have never felt this bad in years.
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timetohealit · 2 years
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Kinda wanna try on some clothes to pick my outfits
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