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slut4polidori · 3 days
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ESTEBAN KUKURICZKA
mi padrastro pt 2
a/n ⋆。°✩: ¡Hola a todos! Terminé convirtiendo esto en una miniserie ya que era demasiado largo para incluirlo en una sola historia. No soy un autor, así que puede que no sea bueno, ¡pero estoy haciendo lo mejor que puedo! ¡Realmente espero que todos lo disfruten!
advertencias ⋆。°✩: oral, penetración, dirty talk, diferencia de edad, daddy kink, sexo sin protección, sexo anal.
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Tenía curiosidad, quería saber más, ¿estoy loco? ¿Realmente está pensando en mí? ¿por qué? ¿cuánto tiempo? Todas estas preguntas aparecieron en mi cabeza. Accidentalmente golpeé la puerta con la mano, lo que hizo que se detuviera y mirara a su alrededor.
la curiosidad mató al gato
“y/n? “ Esteban gritó, estaba congelado, no sabía qué hacer, así que corrí a mi cuarto tratando de estar lo más silencioso posible.
Escuché que drenaban el agua de mi habitación. Traté de hacer que pareciera que estaba durmiendo en caso de que intentara entrar.
“y/n?” dijo esteban mientras tocaba a mi puerta abrió la puerta y me encontró acostada en la cama, de espaldas a él, vestía una camiseta blanca y pantalones de pijama
Sentí que la cama se hundía debido a que él se sentó a mi lado "Qué escuchaste?"
"Sé que no estás durmiendo", dijo mientras me arrancaba la manta.
me mordí el labio “no escuché nada esteban estaba dormido en mi cuarto”
Sacudió la cabeza "No, sé que escuchaste algo. Nadie más está aquí. ¿Quién más estaba en la puerta?"
Me levanté a la defensiva “probablemente fue un gato esteban por favor sal” dije agarrando su brazo pero él no se movía
Él todavía estaba sentado en mi cama, ahora mirándome en todos los lugares a los que iba. Mantenía sus ojos en mí.
“ven aquí” dijo
le obedecí
“mira fue un accidente no quise decir tu nombre solo viniste a mi mente”
dijo mientras tocaba mi muslo, yo todavía estaba de pie sobre él mirando hacia abajo tratando de mantener algún tipo de dominio sobre él
“Lo sé, lo siento, acabo de escucharte decir mi nombre y estaba preocupado, solo quería ver si estabas bien, Esteban” yo dije
"¿te importo?" él sonrió levemente frotando mi muslo aún así asentí en respuesta, puse mi mano en su hombro y eché mi cabeza hacia atrás debido a su toque
esteban sonrió ante mi respuesta y le dio un beso a mi estómago
“siempre te quise” “siempre”
Me mordí el labio y negué con la cabeza "No podemos hacer esto Esteban, eres como un padre para mí"
Sacudió la cabeza y me miró “¿ahora soy como un papá? al principio me dijiste que no era ¿qué pasó ahora chica?
es un idiota, pensé
Me quedé en silencio y dejé que hiciera sus necesidades. Sé que mi mamá no le da ningún tipo de amor. A ella casi le gusta, pero a mí sí. Recuerdo la primera vez que nos presentó, él no podía quitarme los ojos de encima y yo tampoco
Esteban levantó mi camisa una vez más y comenzó a frotar mi coño a través de mis pantalones cortos
sus ojos nunca abandonan los mios
Le golpeé la mano "no podemos hacer esto, se siente tan mal"
me agarró del brazo y me puso en su regazo, recostándome boca abajo y mi culo en el aire
"¿No? ¿tú no quieres? bueno te daré algo más mi amor”
Me bajó los shorts con mis panties dejando mi culo desnudo frente a él
Tocó ligeramente mi culo y luego le dio un fuerte golpe. El ruido se escuchó en toda la casa, así de fuerte era
Gemí debido al dolor y el placer, se sentía tan mal pero bien al mismo tiempo que no quería que parara
"¿Quieres que pare?" Esteban preguntó obviamente de manera burlona, ​​asentí en mi cabeza con curiosidad lo que me dio otro fuerte golpe a cambio “eres una chica tan mala” “siempre te veo con esas faldas cortas caminando por la casa rogando que te follen tu padrastro, por favor no intentes actuar inocentemente ahora y/n”
Esteban movió ligeramente su mano hacia mi cabeza acariciando mi cabello, tiró de él haciéndome mirarlo "te gusta esto, ¿no?" no dije una palabra solo lo mire
me metió dos dedos en la boca “chupa” me exigió abrí la boca sacando la lengua haciendo lo que me pedían
Todo estaba sucediendo tan rápido que no quería parar, pero sabía que esto estaba tan mal, él está con mi mamá, no conmigo
Después de que terminó de tocar mi boca, se deslizó hasta mi entrada y gimió al verla "tan mojada"
Deslizó un dedo y comenzó a bombear hacia adentro y hacia afuera, lo que me hizo gemir ante la repentina sensación
añadió otro dedo, haciéndolo tres "wow, mira cómo tomas mis tres dedos, puedo imaginarme cómo tomas mi polla" "eres una chica tan buena, no es de extrañar por qué todos los chicos se vuelven locos por ti"
Sus palabras te excitaron aún más esteban sabía lo que estaba haciendo y no iba a parar hasta conseguir lo que quería y yo le iba a dar todo lo que me pidiera, lo quiero. quiero a mi padrastro
Mis gemidos lo hacían gemir con solo imaginarse follándome, estaba disfrutando la vista. él quiere más quiere sentirse dentro de mí
"Mierda" se inclinó para alcanzar mi oreja "tengo tantas ganas de este coño"
"por favor fóllame daddy”
esas palabras enloquecieron a esteban sacó sus dedos de mi interior y los chupó saboreando mis jugos en sus dedos levantando las cejas de placer
esteban me arrojó en la cama con el culo en alto bajándose los pantalones dejando al descubierto su dura polla “te voy a follar mejor que cualquiera de estos chicos de afuera”
No me volteé. Quería sorprenderme de su tamaño. Sabía que era grande porque lo sentí en mi estómago cuando estaba en su regazo
Entró sin previo aviso. Yo ya estaba mojado para él debido a las actividades anteriores que se lo facilitaron
Intenté adaptarme a su tamaño mientras él se acariciaba, pero era demasiado grande, más grande de lo que esperaba, Esteban estaba gimiendo malas palabras y golpeándome el culo, estoy bastante seguro de que nuestros vecinos tocarán a nuestra puerta mañana
Los sonidos de mi coño mojado y sus bolas golpeando mi coño y golpeando el culo eran suficientes para volver loco a cualquiera, se sentía tan bien pero tan mal y no quería parar. No podíamos
“porque no me casé contigo” dijo esteban riéndose
Él estaba cerca y yo también, sus golpes se volvieron descuidados y lentos
“Estoy cerca cariño” dijo agarrándome el culo y gimiendo
Estaba demasiado ocupada disfrutando de este sentimiento como para siquiera decir algo. No he tenido relaciones sexuales en mucho tiempo, así que esto se siente increíble
Esteban se vino dentro de mí sacándose dejándome llena de leche viéndolo gotear en mis sábanas golpeando y agarrando mi culo una vez más
Me quedé en shock por lo que pasó, así que ni siquiera le dije nada. Me dio un beso en la frente y yo le di un beso en la mejilla, lo que lo hizo sonreír. "Recuérdame que limpie estas sábanas mañana". Logré decirlo. “solo ven a dormir conmigo esta noche", dijo agarrando mi mano y sacándome de la cama
que gran error habíamos cometido, yo no pensé en mi mamá en ese momento y él no pensó en su prometida para nada. Él estaba disfrutando esto, es como si hubiera estado deseando esto
Sí, fui a dormir con él sólo por esta noche, fue tranquilo, un montón de abrazos y besos. ¿Quién no quiere eso?
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a/n ⋆。°✩: bueno chicas, ¡espero que todos hayan disfrutado este capítulo! No sé si debería seguir escribiendo sobre esto, no sé si es demasiado explícito o simplemente un tema delicado para algunos, pero disfruté escribiendo esto. Solo soy una perra cachonda LMAO. Si tienes alguna recomendación o solicitud, ¡no dudes en preguntar! ¡Estaré aceptando solicitudes todo el día mañana! Tengo un par para terminar de escribir.
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castawaycherry · 2 days
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Holaa, me urge distraerme un poco y quiero hacer edits, si quieren uno respondan con su foto favorita de cualquiera de los chicos 🥺🥺
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(foto de enzo para no morir ignorada, y si, haré un edit con esta foto)
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recaltera · 2 months
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pretty when you beg
pairing: enzo vogrincic x fem reader
🏷 smut (minors dni) teasing, underwear kink(?), oral (f rec), overstim, orgasm countdown, orgasm control, hard dom enzo and kinda mean enzo if u squint, spitting
a/n: (IMPORTANT!!) hiii this is my first fic ever i hope u like it :D if u wanna i can also translate into spanish so more people can read it. please let me know what u think and if u have any requests let me know in the ask box thingy, i write for everyone in lsdln’s cast. tyvm !! have a good day/night mwah ♡
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deep breaths was all that could be heard, his lips trailing down from your neck to your abdomen. leaving a trail of wet kisses on his way to your clothed cunt.
he kept teasing you tonight, you went out to celebrate your three months together and instead of being all romantic and lovey-dovey, he was whispering the dirtiest things into your ears. but to be honest, you weren’t complaining at all, that’s one of the many things you loved about him, how dirty he could get, even in the most innocent occasions.
— going to fuck you so good tonight, angel.
all you could do was blush and giggle it off.
so here he was kissing your clit through your black laced panties you wore just for him tonight over and over again. it felt so good, yet it wasn’t enough, you needed more.
— enzo, please
he used his thumb to rub over your lips, something he did when he wanted you to open your mouth for him, wether it meant he wanted you to suck him off, or just make you suck in his fingers. however, this time he leaned over to spit in your mouth. and you gladly opened up and swallowed for him.
— shut the fuck up.
you kept bucking your hips into his face, but to no avail cause he ended up pinning you to the mattress, with his slender, pretty fingers sprawled out on your stomach. the fingers you oh so wanted somewhere else. the fingers you had spent HOURS thinking about.
as he was busy making out with your clothed pussy, kissing and sucking here and there, making the lace panties wet with his saliva. you were getting desperate to feel something, anything. you took his fingers into your own hands and guided them where you needed him the most.
— nuh uh, i want you to cum because of my mouth tonight.
you groaned when he finally took your panties off and kissed your inner thighs… slowly. still teasing you.
— fuck please, please, give me something.
and so he did, he kissed your now bare clit and started sucking on it like a desperate, starved man. the sounds he made while eating u out were like music to your ears.
he kept alternating between licks and flicks to your bud until you came, kissing your clit over and over to ride out your high. just to get off the bed and look for your favorite vibrator. he put it on a medium speed and pressed it lightly over your clit making you moan a little too loud from the overstimulation.
— s’too much enzo, no. no. no. no, stop it.
but he knew you didn’t want him to stop, if you did actually want that you would have used your safe word. he knew how fucking greedy you were. how no matter how many times he made you cum, if he wanted you to cum again then that’s what you’d do. you’d do anything to please him. anything for him.
he pressed it harder and started dragging it along your folds only stopping once the toy was on your clit again. he loved seeing your fucked out face, and how just by playing with the bundle of nerves he could get you to look like a mess; legs sprawled out and open for him, cunt red and glistening with your own juices and his spit. it was quite the sight if you asked him.
once you had relaxed and let him have his way with you for a couple of minutes, he used his index finger to put the toy on the highest setting. making the vibrations buzz around your whole body. making you shake because of the pleasure he was providing you.
he knew you were close, he already knew every part of your body, what you liked and what you didn’t. how to make u cum, how to get you on your knees for him, and how you reacted when you were about to hit your orgasm, so without moving the toy away from you, he leaned down, sticking his tongue inside of u going in and out at a fast pace. making you close your legs around his head for that extra feeling. you were so close to the edge, literally about to let go when he says;
— you cant cum until i say so.
he proceeded to begin with his 10 second countdown he loved to do when he wanted you to beg and cry for him. he loved hearing how desperate you were to cum for him. how pretty you looked with tears in your eyes.
“10… 9…”
— m’so close please
you could literally feel the tears in your eyes.
“8… 7… 6…”
— i don’t think i’ll last, please let me cum
“5… 4… 3…“
— please please please
“2…“
— fuck enzo
“1…”
— cum baby, make a mess for me, hm?
you came, you came so fucking hard letting him guide you through it.
— good job, angel. hope you are aware of the fact that we are not finished yet. or is my little doll too dumb to think right now?
he said with a pout on his lips, faking sympathy at your fucked out state. and you would be lying if you said you didn’t want whatever the fuck it was this beautiful man standing in front of you wanted to give you.
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har-rison-s · 3 months
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some of my favourite behind-the-scenes pictures from "la sociedad de la nieve" (2023)
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kevotsuka · 3 months
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andy.pruss : Recopilación de abrazos? Recopilación de abrazos
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Son relindos😩
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voglatte · 3 months
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ughhh brain rotting over bras rn 😣 just imagine working with him on lsdln and you two have been secretly dating without the other cast knowing, and just making out with him in a private area trying not to get caught cuz both of you guys should be getting ready to film a scene instead 🥲🥲
++ your name is sooo pretty!! 🫶🫶
⊹ ┊LITTLE THINGS ꒱ .゚
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↷ ˊ- pairing: blas polidori x f!reader.
warnings: fluff, slight smut, sub!blas?, dry humping, hair pulling?.
• dani’s typing… ! i didn’t wrote about blas yet so here you go, excuse my grammar for advanced (it’s pretty short, sorry for that too).
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dusk was falling and everyone was exhausted because of the long work day. all were in separate rooms to get some rest and get rid of the tiredness because they still have to shoot a couple of scenes.
but that wasn’t the situation between blas and you, you were separated from the whole group talking softly about your day and taking hands. both had a private relationship but you were ready to tell everyone.
“do you think they will be happy for us?” you said kissing the back of his hand.
“of course baby, they love you and me. it’s impossible that they don’t support our relationship so be calm” he tucked a strand behind your ear, leaving a gentle friendly tug.
“it’s just that we were hiding it for a very long time and i’m scared that they misunderstand” shrugged giving him a smile.
“they wouldn’t do it, like i said” he puts you closer to his body. “now, come here, i missed your lips so much” he took you by the neck giving you the longest and hottest kiss.
you climbed onto his lap without stopping kissing, both missed each other the whole day. you didn’t have the chance to give a greeting kiss or just a simple hug because you knew you two wouldn't be able to separate.
the tension was floating in the air while the heavy make out was escalating, your hips moving over bla’s hard cock that was cover with pants and tiny moans filled the room.
he was pretty whiny and you had to shut him up or else someone might find out and in a somewhat intimate moment.
“pretty boy, you have to be quiet” both mouths close to each other but without kissing, you looked at his pretty big eyes with some tears for the pleasure and you intensified the movement of your hips.
blas couldn’t even talk just griping your hips tight and moving his hips up to collide with your movements, you whine softly when the friction became more and more intense in your clit.
his hands were under your shirt touching your tits and giving you open mouth kisses.
“b-blas! stop or we’re not going to be able to stop” you caught some of his wild hair with your fingers, making him groan, he liked that.
“again” you looked at him accusingly but repeated the action without stopping the movements that were getting floppy.
the little rest room was filled with moans, groans and curses.
“i’m coming” you whispered into his ear and he didn’t stop.
one and two more thrusts and you came first, slightly shaking on top of him, leaving you gasping for air.
after not long blas did the same squeezing you tight to his body and resting his head between your neck and shoulder.
you rested a little bit before getting up when you located the clock on the wall, cursing.
“fuck, we had to be in the set 20 minutes ago” your hands covered your face, hearing the tall boy cursing too.
“you go out first, i will follow you right behind” nodding you walked to the door but a big hand in your forearm didn’t let you.
“i love you” he gave you the last kiss until you two had a chance to be alone again.
“love you too” you returned the kiss fast to get out the room, smoothing your hair a little with your fingers like no one happened minutes ago.
your heart beating fast again your chest looking everyone in their positions asking for you and blas.
“i’m here! sorry everyone” walked to stand next to juani and felipe.
“why you were late?” juani asked silently when they started recording, you tense at his question but shake it off.
“nothing, the food didn’t set me well so i was in the bathroom” you said like nothing, not caring too much to elaborate your answer.
juani and felipe looked at each other letting go a few laughs. then in that right moment blas was entering the set without no one noticing him, according to you.
“what?” they didn’t say anything but you weren’t satisfied so decided to get out of them why they laugh.
“c’mon, what’s so funny?” you rolled your eyes.
“it’s nothing, so walk it’s our time to shoot” they walked right in front of me leaving me confused.
they were still giggling and shaking their heads before looking at blas and then at you.
guess it wasn’t a secret anymore, well not for them anyways.
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by ﹫ VOGLATTE ╱ pretty short I know but i want to know if you guys like my way of writing in english, if you don’t I guess, i will stay with just spanish .ᐟ
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greatkinglulu · 2 months
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okokok vi el post de juanicar, YO SUGIERO (humildemente) un imagina así bien cute donde en un stream revela q está en una relación amorosa y tdo eso para luego presentarlx (fem, male o gn) al chat recibiendo mucho amor y apoyo x parte del chat
Sorpresa
Imagina Juani Caruso x fem!character
Warning: Ninguno? Fluff.
Conteo de palabras: 850.
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27 de febrero, 2024
Mensajes nuevos: Juanicar 🎀
16:27 holaa locurasss
16:27 hoy prendo a las 18, atentiss
16:29 los espero con una sorpresa 💋💋
Así se comunica Juani habitualmente en su canal de difusión de Instagram. Cada mensaje que manda, ansiosamente esperado por sus fans, recibe incontable cantidad de reacciones con emojis, a modo de respuesta. Por supuesto, hoy no fue la excepción con miles de corazones de diferentes colores, caritas felices, enamoradas y banderas de diversos países entre otros adornando cada uno de sus textos. Mucho menos cuando en el último que envía antes de desaparecer hasta el horario pactado, promete esperarlos con “una sorpresa”.
¿Una sorpresa? Esto puede significar cientos de cosas distintas. ¡Qué manera de generar suspenso este pibe!
Algunas de las hipótesis que rondan las mentes de los integrantes del fandom: ¿Anuncia una canción?, ¿Alguna participación en otra película?, ¿Capaz una serie?, ¿Y si invita a alguno de los chicos del cast hoy? ¿¡Y si aparecen todos!?
¿Y si está de novio?
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Los minutos pasan, más lento para algunos, más rápido para otros y poquitos minutos pasadas las 18:00 llega la noti de Twitch del amigo más personal de todos.
No puede y no falta el recordatorio en el canal de ig.
Mensajes nuevos: Juanicar 🎀
18:06 bebyyyysss 
18:07 ESTAMOS AO VIVO EN TWITCH.tv/juanicar_
18:07 los veo ahí para charlar un ratoo
Entrando al stream, aparece Juani con su fondo habitual, solo y con música para ambientar de su playlist de spoti, Juanicar musiquette🎀. Tiene puesta una de las musculosas que acostumbra, color blanco, que no deja mucho a la imaginación con sus brazos al descubierto. El sol que entra por la ventana le baila en la cara a medida que él se mueve y charla con miles de espectadores del otro lado de la pantalla y sus icónicos rulos se están formando después de una ducha; tiene el pelo húmedo todavía.
Después de semejante anuncio apenas hora y media antes por insta, el chat está revolucionado y quiere respuestas, pero Juani trata de no darse por aludido. Los mensajes preguntando por la sorpresa no paran de llegar y solo siguen aumentando a medida que más gente se prende al vivo.
A Juani se lo nota algo distraído, fuera de lo habitual; incluso hasta un poco nervioso. Se le escapan risitas sin motivo aparente y mira demasiado hacia un costado fuera de cámara; está pendiente del vivo y del chat, por supuesto, pero algo más llama su atención. Mira como expectante hacia un lugar que la cámara de su celu no llega a enfocar sea a propósito o sin intención.
El chat enloquece todavía más viendo esto, pero nadie está preparado para lo que se escucha apenas de fondo, mientras Juani está respondiendo alguna pregunta que se quedó muy arriba, sobre el detrás de escenas de la peli.
“Amor, ¿no viste la crema de peinar? No la encuentro.” 
Seguido una sombra apenas visible por la rapidez de su caminata, pasa por detrás de él de una esquina de la pantalla a la otra y desaparece. Juani sonríe una sonrisa enorme, se le sube un poco el color a los cachetes y solo puede asentir, tapándose un poco la cara con las manos, cuando los mensajes del stream le pegan a la sorpresa: “JUANI ESTÁS DE NOVIO?”, “JUAN IGNACIO CARUSO CÓMO NO NOS CONTAS QUE SOMOS TUS AMIGOS MÁS PERSONALES???” Son tantos, tan rápido que no llega a leerlos todos.
“¡Tranqui, ya la encontreeeé!” La voz femenina alarga la última vocal de la palabra, con un tonito algo cantado.
“Bebé,” llama él, mirando para un costado, sonriendo embobado otra vez. “¿venís un toque?” 
Se escuchan pasos a la distancia cada vez más sonoros hasta que aparece en pantalla una castaña desenredándose el pelo mojado, con una remera manga corta blanca, visiblemente grande para ella y un short azul. Él la abraza por la cintura y gesticula que se siente sobre sí. Ahí cae en cuenta: miles de personas la están viendo. “Ay no, no no. ¡Qué vergüenza! Estoy así nomás, desarreglada, amor.” Se señala de pies a cabeza. “¿Cómo me vas a pedir que aparezca así?” La chica se tapa la cara con las manos y Juani aprovecha a sentarla en sus piernas, riendo. 
Le da un beso en la frente “¿Pero qué decís? Si sos hermosa vos, bombón.” 
La observa con ojos amorosos y niega incrédulo, mordiéndose el labio; no puede creer que ella le haya dado bola. El chat no para, explota. Aman a la pareja. Exigen un nombre para formar el ship. Es hermosa. Él repite el beso, pero no en la frente.
“Sí, chicos.” Vuelve su atención a la cámara, risueño. “No, no es una canción, ni otra peli, ni serie. No viene Blas, ni Fran, ni Enzo. Sí, estoy de novio y con esta belleza. no, yo tampoco lo puedo creer. Se las presento.”
Agradece todos los buenos comentarios y deseos que llega a leer de parte de los fans, se despide y promete volver mañana.
juanicar_ ya no está en vivo.
Taglist al 08/03/2024 para fluff con Juani: @thqueerestmf @motherandloverofallfandoms @sotsfan @motley-baby @dark-122-blog @f1lover55 @jaspimirandera
N/A: Hola, Nonnie! Cómo estás? Disculpá la tardanza, lo prometido es deuda. Espero que te guste, estoy medio oxidada porque hace muchísimo no escribo, pero le puse toda la onda :).
A aquellas personas que dejaron un mensajito en el form del taglist: muchísimas gracias por sus palabras ❤️.
Nos leemos pronto!
Si querés estar en el taglist, anotate acá.
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mythmakinvgxz · 3 months
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hii could you write abaut Blas being upset since he is jealous because the reader (fem!reader) is close and friendly with Matías please? Maybe an scenario where the reader and Blas had an argument before this situation :)
Sorry for my english 🧍🏽‍♀️
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˖ ࣪⭑ pairing: fem!reader x blas
˖ ࣪⭑tw: jealousy, swearing.
˖ ࣪⭑ a/n: i hope it’s what you imagined <3
"fuck it." you exclaimed as you hung up the phone. it was the 8th time you've tried to call blas, as he hadn't answered none of your texts.
you were supposed to go to a party together, along with the boys, to celebrate the ending of filming. and he was also supposed to pick you up, but he was unreachable. he couldn't have really left you in that situation, alone.
as you felt your anger taking over, you became clear again: you still had to go to the party, with or without him.
still thinking about your boyfriend's behavior, you grabbed your bag and left the apartment the two of you shared. when you got to the street, blas didn't arrive in the car, of course, and the thought alone made your blood boil. you demanded explanations, and quickly. but your mood couldn't ruin the evening. you calmed down and called a taxi. when you arrived at the party, you had to force a smile to greet everyone.
“y/n!” you heard someone shout behind you while you were talking to enzo. turning quickly with a questioning look, you looked for who had called you. in front of you came esteban, smiling at you friendly, as he approached to hug you. “hi!” you said, hugging him as well. as you parted you smiled at him “how are you, kuku?” you asked him, happy to talk with a friend. he was one of your closest ones and he was the one that basically got you and blas together, he helped you guys a lot to get along.
“i’m good, i’m waiting for juani. he’s always late.” he answered rolling his eyes, after checking the hour. it was 22:47 and not even the shadow of blas. you forced a face, trying to stay calm. where the hell was him?
“by the way, where is blas? wasn’t you guys supposed to come together?” he asked you in a concerned tone. “yeah, he’s on his way.” you lied, smiling softly. you didn’t fell like talking about how he behaved before, you didn’t want to ruin your night or esteban’s. the music was blasting into your ears, and you felt like you were going crazy with all those colored lights, but you tried to control yourself, even though you wanted to go home and sleep, trying to forget about blas.
as esteban went away, you distracted yourself a bit by talking to fran and agustin, the nicest of all. they had been making jokes for almost two hours and your belly felt sore from laughing. your eyes were filled with tears as the boys talked and joked. “so they took pipe a salad!” said fran, in a calm voice. he was talking about tat time pipe ordered a pure de papas, the thing he wanted to eat the most after filming, and they got him a salad.
you laughed so hard that you almost felt sick, as you heard someone behind you speaking “that was terrible” it was pipe. that made you laugh even harder. your hand lingered on your stomach due to the laughter. the boys laughed with you as the music pumped and people you’ve never seen kept coming into the party.
“i need some water now, i’ll be back in a min.” you excused yourself, still laughing lightly as you recovered. you arrived at the bar and asked for a glass of water. as soon as you had it in your hands, you took it thanking the bartender and went back to the boys.
but they had disappeared, they were no longer there. your gaze wandered throughout the room looking for them, but they were nowhere to be found. your friends were gone and your boyfriend wasn't there. a wave of melancholy suddenly overtook you. you were alone. what was the point of staying there?
feeling the tears in your eyes that were slowly coming out, you took your jacket, hurrying towards the exit to go home. your gaze was pointed to the ground, you didn't want anyone to see you and you weren't in the mood to explain what was going on to anyone. looking down, when you bumped into someone at first you didn't notice who you had hit, but when you looked up you found matias' face very close to yours. you looked at each other for a moment, while you searched for the words to apologize and run away, but he was faster. “y/n, what's going on?” he asked you in a worried tone, noticing your glassy eyes. you couldn't look at his face, not in that state. you wiped your tears with the back of your hand, forcing a smile. “nothing, everything is fine.” you replied to him. but it wasn't enough. you were very good friends and he knew something was wrong.
his eyes looked at you with a disappointed face. were you really trying to lie to him?
searching for the words to begin, you felt a vice on your wrist. his hand had grabbed you and was leading you across the room. you felt it tighten around your wrist as you passed through a sea of ​​people, bumping into many of them. when it was starting to feel as you had been walking for hours, matias slowed down his pace, while the street light became closer and closer. as soon as you reached the back exit of the club, matias let go of your wrist. you stopped next to him and turned to ask him "why did you do that?"
"i wanted to go out for a moment." he stopped, looking at your face. "and you seem to need some air too." he finished, taking a cigarette from his pack.
on the small door there were steps, where the boy sat down, resting. wondering what was happening and observing that scene, you stood there looking at him for a while. "sit down." he said without looking at you, patting the spot next to where he was sitting. you sat next to him as you watched the smoke coming out of his mouth. matias handed you the package, and without saying anything, you took one, lighting it.
the two of you remained silent for a while, until he spoke again, shaking you out of your thoughts. "what happened?" he finally looked at you and you could detect a note of concern in his eyes. rubbing a hand over your face, trying to sort out your words, you replied “blas pissed me off.” sighing sadly. he had never acted like this, what had come over him all of a sudden?
matias remained silent, waiting for you to continue, his gaze fixed on you. resting your elbows on your knees, you said, "he hasn't responded to my texts or calls all day."
saying those words out loud, you realized how stupid you sounded. you hadn't even thought that maybe your boyfriend might have had a dead phone, or maybe a sudden commitment had come up. but at least warn...
your anger took over, making the words rush out of your mouth "we were supposed to come here together, he should have picked me up and now we should be here, both of us. instead it's just me!" you pointed at yourself "who knows where he is. and who knows with whom!" at this point you were exasperated, you couldn't take it anymore.
matias looked at you silently, smoking his cigarette, waiting for you to continue your speech to try to understand what was happening between the two of you. calming down, you continued "it's not like him to act like this, he's never done it. i don't understand what's happening to him." sighing you finished your speech as you felt matias's eyes fixed on you. you could feel him judging you, you didn't meet his gaze, you couldn't stand it. he was surely thinking that you were overreacting, that you were crazy and that he just forgot to text you. you would have thought the same thing if you were him.
"it's actually strange that he behaved like that." he said, after a moment of silence which he had spent thinking about the right words to use so as not to say the wrong thing. "did something happen between you two before?" he asked you, throwing the finished cigarette onto the street. "no, that's the point." your hands went into your hair. "nothing like this has ever happened."
"maybe he needed some time alone." the boy on your right continued. "i respect that, absolutely, but at least he could have warned me."
"you're right..." matias said thoughtfully. "i don't know what to tell you, y/n. you've never had any problems in your relationship, i envy you for that." you laughed out loud, thinking about the mess that was going on between the two of you at that moment. "i'm not good at relationships, or even at giving advice. but i can tell you not to worry so much: blas is a very sweet guy, especially with you. i'm sure that everything that's happening between you will be resolved." he said in a sweet, reassuring tone. "relationships are also made of this."
the boy finished his speech, placing a hand on your shoulder and caressing it kindly. you turned to him, smiling softly. “don't let something like that ruin your evening.”
"i'll try." you replied, laughing ironically. "thanks, mati." you gave him a sincere smile, grateful to him for helping you. talking to him had done you good, you had managed to see things from another point of view, another perspective. "whenever you want." matias said, laughing. you laughed too, breathing deeply of the fresh night air.
you stopped for a moment to look at the street: there was no one around, not even a person. you seemed to be the only ones on the face of the earth, but the voices and the music that came from inside the club caught your ears, bringing you back to reality.
"do we want to go back?" he said, breaking the silence. "i want to stay here a little longer, you go in you want thought." you replied in a whisper. you weren't in the mood to go partying, you had a lot of things to think about.
you looked away, but he replied "that's fine" he remained where he was, making you understand that he wasn't going anywhere. "you're not coming back inside?" you asked him, feeling sorry for him. you didn't want to ruin his night, by babysitting you. "i can stay here alone, it's no problem." you smiled.
"i'm not leaving you here on your own." he replied, as a soft smile popped on his lips. you thanked him in silence, smiling as well. "can i have another cigarette?"
you two continued talking for what seemed like an eternity: matias was making you laugh so much you wanted to thank him for distracting you from your thoughts, but all that came out of your mouth was just laughter, laughter and laughter.
"so i jokingly said to him 'why don't we go and shoot this scene directly in the andes?' and jota looked at me so bad!" he laughed too, remembering that scene. you burst out laughing harder than before, almost falling down the stairs. matias was quick to catch you before you hit your face on the road, grabbing you by the hips. "oh my god." you exclaimed, catching your breath. "but how did he put up with all of you for five months?" you asked, wiping tears from your eyes. "honestly? i haven't the faintest idea."
more laughter came out of your mouths, until out of the corner of your eye you saw a car parking in front of you. when blas exited the vehicle, slamming the door behind him, there was nothing more to laugh about for you. matias on the other hand didn't seem to have noticed anything. so when he turned towards you, and seeing your serious gaze aimed at someone, he asked you "what's going on?" there was still a hint of laughter in his voice, but as soon as he saw who was coming towards you, it disappeared completely.
"hey man!" matias exclaimed to blas, who had now arrived in front of the both of you, in front of you and was looking at you with a questioning look "hello, mati" he replied, without even looking at him. his gaze was fixed on yours. "what is happening?" your boyfriend asked, a mix of anger and pure curiosity in his voice.
"i could ask you the same thing." you told him. in your gaze, however, there wasn't a hint of emotion, like in your voice. "i'm gonna go." matias said, sensing the tension in the air. so he returned to the club, disappearing among all those people. you two didn't even notice, you were so intent looking at each other.
"do you have to say anything?" you asked him, your patience was slowly leaving you. "i owe you an apology, i'm sorry." he said, hands in pockets and looking at his shoes. that was all?
"what happened to you? you completely disappeared." you continued, that wasn't enough. "i was at a casting, i forgot my phone somewhere. that's why i didn't call or text you. i arrived late because i didn't even know the location, pipe sent it to me half an hour ago." he sat down next to you, and a wave of his scent slapped you.
but you couldn't give in so easily, not right away. you continued with the questions "you didn't tell me. you were supposed to pick me up, blas. i had to take a taxi to get here." your tone was whiny and angry at the same time, while his was softening. "i'm sorry, it must have slipped my mind." you could sense from his voice that he was truly sorry for leaving you in that situation, alone. "can you forgive me?" he asked you with a pleading look, as the wind caressed his curls.
"don't ever do that again, blas." his hand took yours, squeezing it gently. "i promised i won't." he said as he placed a sweet kiss on the exposed skin on your neck, making you shiver. you finally gave in at his touch.
as he parted from your neck, he asked you "by the way, what was matias doing here with you before?" his tone was concerned as he spoke with a lower voice. "nothing, we were just talking." you answered calmly. he mumbled under his breath, not convinced in the answer that you just gave him. "why do you ask?" "he took you by your waist, y/n." he said, torturing his long fingers. he saw that scene.
"it's nothing to worry about blas, really." he was jealous, matias was one of your closest friends and you loved him, but not in that way.
he snorted, looking away. he didn't believe you, maybe? "i didn't really like what he did..." he said softly. blas wasn't very good at expressing his feelings due to his shyness, but with you there had never been any problems like this, so it was strange. "blas, we're just friends. nothing else." you took his hand in yours, trying to reassure him. he pouted as he stared at the road, unable to face your gaze.
“you’re cute…” you told him at the sight, leaning forward to see his face, smiling lovingly. "i'm not cute, i'm pissed off at matias..." he said nervously, blushing at the sudden compliment, looking away so you wouldn't see him. "no, you're cute." you grabbed his face with one hand, and he turned towards you. a pink hue flushed his cheeks as the stars in his eyes grew closer and closer to you.
"especially when you're jealous." as you said this you brought your face closer to his, causing your lips to collide. you immediately felt his hands wander all over you: your hair, your back, your arms, your thighs. they finally rested on the back of your neck, as he tugged you deeper into the kiss. your fingers caressed his curls softly.
you smiled on his lips as he leaned over to you, kissing you all over your face.
he had always been the same.
nothing would ever changed between the two of you.
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castawaycherry · 2 months
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podemos apreciar lo BIEN que se veían todos hoy??
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olee · 3 months
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holaaa podrías hacer un type of boyfriend de Blas porfii🙏🏼
El Introvertido | Blas Polidori
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¿Cómo sería salir con Blas?
Corto y Sencillo
Personalidad
- Blas es un amor tierno y humilde que irradia inocencia. Aunque su timidez a veces es extrema, una vez que le tienes confianza, te colma de cariñitos, tanto verbales como no verbales.
- Recostada junto a Blas, disfruta de sus dulces melodías en la guitarra dedicadas a Adela.
- Blas adora explorar la costa, tomándote de la mano para correr sin parar.
- Juntos, Blas y tú exploran París mientras él se dedica a audiciones para una agencia de modelos. Entre risas, le llamas "sexy-cutie" y él se sonroja, añadiendo un toque divertido y juguetón.
- Blas, apasionado por los coffee shops, encuentra siempre un rincón acogedor en las calles de Madrid.
- Blas, re pillo, siempre te trae regalitos al departamento, tirando: "El regalito de hoy: una galletita de jengibre y un cactus chiquitito".
- Compartiendo la pasión por las películas de Tim Burton, tú sabes en tu interior que Blas es prácticamente un personaje salido de Burton.
- Blas, tierno como un peluche, adora abrazarte y llenarte de besitos por todos lados.
Boyfriend Material
- Blas, aficionado a la comodidad, es como un oso perezoso en casa. Disfruta de largas siestas y de momentos relajados. Su ritual de té de manzanilla con limón y jengibre le suma calidez a esos días tranquilos. Amante de la música, desde tropical hasta flamenco y rock argentino, pero especialmente cautivado por los acordes de Daniel Caesar. Aunque se duerme rápido y en silencio, su amor por abrazarte crea un ambiente acogedor y lleno de afecto.
- En las mañanas, Blas despierta con suavidad y te llena de besitos cálidos. Siempre madrugador, prepara café con cariño, inundando el comienzo del día con gestos dulces.
- Cuando Blas sale del trabajo, su estilo destaca como el de un chico vintage street o hip hop con toques únicos. Con prendas de marcas, regalos de su carrera de modelo como Prada, su presencia irradia un aire de moda y autenticidad, mostrando su personalidad distintiva.
- Blas prefiere la tranquilidad de casa, compartiendo momentos contigo. Desde ver películas hasta leer un libro, cantarle a Adela y tocar la guitarra en el sofá o en el balcón.
- Aunque Blas viaja a París por trabajo, siempre se mantiene conectado contigo a través de FaceTime. Sus regalos son detalles encantadores, desde pulseras con la Torre Eiffel hasta piezas únicas como una sortija hecha con cuchara y artesanías, llevando consigo la esencia de cada lugar y compartiendo esos momentos especiales contigo.
Artistas que pegan con Blas
Pescado Rabioso
Nirvana
Daniel Caesar
Gustavo Cerati
Maná
Los Enanitos Verdes
TV Girl
The Marias
Jungle
Radiohead
Deftones
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har-rison-s · 2 months
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best cast in the world🏆💖
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i need, and i'm also begging, for some writing or scenario for Francisco that might involve him forcing eye contact, while he's fing*ring reader and praising her at the same time, please!!
fingering with fran…
pairing: fran romero x fem reader
🏷️ smut (minors dni), fingering, praising
a/n: omg i love this request sm his fingers ar eliterally perfect for this
there was just something he loved about feeling your walls contract around his fingers, how at first it would be difficult for him to introduce one of his fingers into your awaiting hole because you were so tight, after a while as he sucked on your neck and rubbed your clit in circles with his other hand you would loosen up, letting him fuck his fingers in and out of your pussy making wet sounds ring around your shared bedroom.
he watched your every move intently, studied your body, learning what pleases you and what makes you scream in pleasure, this is how you would end up every day you got home frustrated from work. he knew exactly what you wanted when you threw yourself onto him as soon as you stepped into the apartment, straddling his lap and wrapping your hands around his neck, giving him a hard passionate make out as you grind your wet core down on his cock making him groan.
fran forced you to watch him no matter how hard it was for you to keep your eyes open while his fingers were hitting that spongy spot inside of you and your clit was being messily rubbed by his other hand. “open your eyes, princess. eyes on me. i want to see your pretty face when you cum for me” because you always tend to hide your face on his neck as you reach your climax. you are not sure why tho, you weren’t ashamed or anything it was just a reaction by default and he would always let it pass.
this night was different tho, he knew you were close he could feel your walls spasm ing around his slim long fingers. grabbing your face roughly and squishing your cheeks making your lips pout. “if you close your eyes im going to stop, princess so better keep them open this time” . as soon as your orgasm hit you did everything in your hands to keep your eyes on fran, watching him watch you, he enjoyed every second of it. talking you throught it “good girl, you are doing such a good job” as he rode out your high, “you sound so pretty when you cum, angel” he would whisper in your ear as you were floating around cloud nine still in your post orgasm high.
letting him fuck you with his fingers was probably the best part of your frustrated days, sometimes you would fake it just so he could play with you, he knew when it wasn’t real tho. he still played along because he just loves feeling you around him in any possible way.
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y estas… pt.3
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xexyromero · 2 months
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xexyyyyyy amor, tô apaixonada pela sua escrita, viciada em você! queria pedir um dos meninos do cast (enzo, matias, fran, kuku e blas) reagindo a leitora com ciúmes.
obrigada de qualquer forma, se cuida baby. ♡
wn: aproveitei seu request e mais dois requests anônimos pedindo a reação dos meninos com uma leitora ciumenta. e acrescentei o blas <3
meninos do cast x namorada ciumenta
fem!reader headcanon
tw: ciúme (?), menção de sexo.
enzo:
fica completamente sem jeito e sem graça quando você fica com ciúme se for em público. acha muito desnecessário - você sabe que ele é seu. pra quê transformar em briga? além disso, fica desconfortável com os olhares.
agora, no privado… ele adora saber que você ficou enciumada. e vai dar um jeito de jogar a situação de volta pra você. 
ele chegou perto de uma garota e você ficou com ciúme. ué, é justo? quando você se aproxima de rapazes ele não diz nada. etc. 
apesar de gostar de se divertir com isso, e até implicar um pouquinho, sabe levar a sério e gosta de te deixar segura sempre que possível. nega tudo, mostra print, abre o telefone. 
“não precisa disso, nena.  é só uma conversinha boba. você mesma disse que não tinha problema, lembra?”
agustin:
ele não gosta de ciúme, então fica um pouco triste quando você tem uma crise ou quando comenta algo nesse sentido. não vê necessidade, acha bobo, infatil. poxa, ele te ama tanto… só existe você!
dito isso, vai ficar chateado se ele te perguntar se você ficou com ciúmes e você falar que não. 
como assim? mesmo que ele não sinta, é muito errado que você não sinta também. ele é um homem! ator! jovem! bonito! você não tem medo que ele esteja com uma outra qualquer de conversinha? 
(inclusive, você pode até sentir ciúme, mas começou a dizer que não só pra ver o quanto que agus fica decepcionado). 
“eu não tenho ciúme, mas você tem que ter.”  
fran:
a primeira vez que você comentou que estava com ciúme ele explodiu em gargalhada. 
você ficou até um pouco mais chateada, que diga-se de passagem. 
mas ele te explicou, com lagriminhas nos olhos de tanto rir, que parece uma coisa surreal você sentir ciúmes dele. ele te ama tanto, fala tanto de você, te mostra tanto pras outras pessoas. é contraditório você ter ciúme ou desconfiar de qualquer coisa. 
mas que fique claro que ele não gosta muito, não. fica desconfortável, sem jeito. fran é um espírito livre e, por mais que seja fiel, não gosta de ser cobrado nesse sentido. 
“mi amor, não gostei. se você estiver insegura, pode me falar, viu? que a gente resolve conversando.”
matías:
ai, vamos ser sinceras: ele adoooora saber que você tem ciúme dele. se sente bem. é uma massagenzinha no ego. 
é só você falar uma vez - não precisa nem explicar a situação - que está com ciúme pra ele abrir um sorriso de orelha a orelha e não te deixar em paz na próxima semana repetindo sobre esse assunto. 
você jura que nunca mais vai repetir ou comentar sobre isso com ele e matí para na hora, pedindo desculpa. 
te obrigou a cadastrar a digital/reconhecimento facial com o rosto dele no seu telefone. nunca pediu acesso de forma alguma, mas adora implicar com você. 
“aaaaaaah, agora está com ciúme, é? cadê aquele teu ator gringo, hein? vou abrir teu instagram e a gente vê quem é que pode sentir ciúme aqui.” 
kuku:
fica arrasado quando você comenta que está com ciúme, sério. não consegue acreditar no que pode ter feito (ou deixado de fazer) pra fazer com que você sentisse desconfiança ou insegurança em relação a ele. 
se você for falar com calma e com gentileza, kuku vai te abraçar, te beijar muito, mostrar e provar de todas as formas que seu ciúme é infundado. mas vai entender e ser compreensivo.  
agora, se você gritar ou passar do ponto, ele vai se afastar um pouquinho e pedir que você repense se realmente esse ciúme é uma insegurança ou se você não está projetando coisas. 
quando você se acalmar, vai te encher de beijo do mesmo jeito. e vai pedir que você encha ele também. 
“ai, mi vida. não faz assim comigo. não sente ciúme.” 
pipe:
gosta muito quando você tem ciúme. 
inclusive, quase sempre acaba em sexo. já saiu do reino do ciúme verdadeiro e entrou em uma espécie de kink, viu.  
ele gosta de se sentir desejado, sentir que você tem medo de perdê-lo, que você o vê com tanto carinho que sente ciúme. é bom para a moral, faz ele se sentir seguro no relacionamento e em você. 
a única coisa que ele te pede é que vocês conversem bem antes de qualquer coisa. é divertido quando é no reino do sexo, mas quando passa dele e chega na realidade, ele faz questão de deixar tudo claro e muito bem explicado. 
“se eu falar que fiz de propósito? você vai dizer o quê?”
blas:
não sabe lidar de forma alguma. 
 fica muito confuso, sem saber o que dizer, o que falar, o que fazer. fica com vontade de abrir o telefone ou mostrar as câmeras pra provar que você está só insegura, mas tem medo de te descredibilizar ou de, alguma forma, te chamar de louca. 
e também acha que quem muito se justifica tem alguma culpa no cartório, então fica bem dividido entre agir e não agir. 
quando o ciúme passa, pede muitas vezes, entre vários beijinhos, que não aconteça de novo. 
“por favor, por favorzinho, nada de ciúme com seu blasinho, tá?”
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Les dejo este video a los que dicen que La sociedad de la nieve es una copia de Viven
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