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bullyable bf bully gf

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Dank spidey memes

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hear me out, miguel & college student!reader. coming back to your shared apartment after a longgggg stressful day and miguel let’s you rant to him while you guys sit on your bed eating vanilla ice cream (of course after he eats you out and makes you see stars).

ִ ࣪𖤐 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀'𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : this was such a sweet request, hope you enjoy it nonnie love!! ヾ( ˃ᴗ˂ )◞ • *✰

𝐈𝐓 doesn't require a scientist to piece together how shitty you were feeling. Miguel could hear the front door slamming all the way from his lab, followed by the thump of your feet as you trudged from the hallway to the kitchen and then a beeline to the bedroom where he finds you burrowed underneath a blanket.

His knuckle taps against the bedroom door, alerting his presence before he hears you grumble something from underneath the blanket and if he squinted his eyes just enough he could get a peek of your hair poking out at the top of the pillows.

"Bad day?" he asks, voice laced with amusement that he desperately tries to push down in fear of upsetting you further, but he can't help and think how adorable you look at the moment, curled into a little ball, a futile attempt at shutting the world out.

You scoff from underneath the blanket, the material muffling your words a little. "Shit day, bad day, horrible day, poop day, crappy day-"

Your crude descriptions are cut short when one large hand peels the covers away from your face and you're forced to peer at Miguel's half attempt at hiding a smile. In his other hand, he easily holds two containers of ice cream, in your favorite flavor, along with two spoons. The feistiness inside you simmers out at the side of the treat and you begrudgingly make space for his larger frame on the bed, silently taking the container from him and letting a few delectable spoonfuls melt in your mouth.

"Wanna talk about it?" Miguel prods after a few minutes of silence, peering at you from the corner of his eyes, threading his line carefully, knowing very well that teetering too much to one side could result in you smacking him rather painfully with a pillow. "I've been noticing how stressed you've been lately. Talk to me, amor."

Damn him and how precious those Spanish nicknames sound rolling off his tongue. They've always been your weakness.

You let out a long sigh, one that sounds like you've been carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders before you set your ice cream aside and let your head plop onto his shoulder. His heart settles a little when you move closer to him and without any ounce of hesitation he pulls you into his lap, warm palms maneuvering you with ease. He arranges the two of you with ease, letting you sit between his legs, thighs slung over his, face to face so he could study your expression, dissect them, ponder them, and then keep your features tucked away in his heart for safekeeping.

Your hands look dainty and small compared to his, miniature, as you fiddle and toy with his fingers, giving your hands something to do as you let the stress and overwhelming thoughts go, they roll off of your tongue so easily that once you start you fear you might not stop. This moment served as a reminder to you why you fell so in love with Miguel, he was the first to offer his time, his arms, his shoulder to cry on when you needed it the most, without ever asking for anything else in return. He was selfless, to a point where it almost pained you, making you wonder if it came with being a hero.

You blow a raspberry before looking down at where your fingers have intertwined themselves with Miguel's. "I just don't feel like I can keep up with everything that's expected of me. I'm constantly overthinking, it's like my brain doesn't wanna switch off."

A warm hand, slightly rough to the touch slides over your thigh, tracing up towards your hip. He lets out a soft hum of affirmation before those rich brown eyes, filled with a glint of something more, flickers up to meet yours. "I think I know how to remedy that."

Something in the air shifts, a turn in the way your breaths fall from your lips, a change in the warmth of your skin. "Yeah?" you rasp, drinking him in with anticipation.

He hums again, but this time the sound is lower, darker, vibrating against his ribs and sending warmth flooding through your body. His words distract you from what his hands are doing. "Do you know when you release the most tension?"

You shake your head. "When?"

His palm presses against your tummy, encouraging you to lay back as he scoots your hips down, closer to his face where he's sprawled himself out between your thighs. "After an orgasm." His eyes gleam. "And I plan on making you cum so many times you won't be able to think anymore."

A tender kiss is placed on the inside of your thigh.

You gasp.

Teeth. They're sharp as they graze your skin. Miguel's eyes twinkle. "Leave it to me, mi amor."

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i'm starved for miguel o'hara

i need to ride him slowly as he hugs so gentle, but burying his dick soo deep on me. i need him to kiss me, telling me to breath properly (i have asthma) and be proud of myself for being so fucking good to him. i need this man to be gentle and rough with me so badly, it ain't funny. it's okay to not write, it's just one of my starved toughts.

also, have a nice day ♡!!

the moan i just let out

nsfw mdni

your sweet, quiet moans were music to miguel’s ears. his cock buried deep in you, while his arms wrapped around your body, holding you close to him. you were being so good for him—bouncing up and down his dick, occasionally sliding back and forth when your thighs burned with tension.

“there you go~” miguel cooed, kissing your shoulder. “just like that, honey,” his whispered against your skin, leaning back to admire your pretty face. your breath hitches as you bring your hips to a slow roll.

“breathe baby, breathe,” his hands grip your hips, sliding you against him. he lets you relax your body as he abuses your cunt, slamming you down quickly, then sliding in an agonizingly slow pace.

“that’s it, just like that,” he almost whimpers, biting his lip as you begin moving your hips again, your hands pressed against his bare chest. just when you adjusted to his new pace. he takes your hands, holding them in a tight grip behind your back with one hand.

“i told you to breathe, cariño,” he mumbled against your lips, exchanging hot intoxicating breath with you. you let out a pornographic moan when he starts pounding into you relentlessly. his brutal pace driving his cock to practically nudge your cervix, pushing you forward into him. the tips of your noses slide against each other while you moan into each others mouths loudly.

“ah—fuckfuckfuck!” you whimper, tears stinging your eyes as he groans.

“feel so fuckin’ good, sweetheart,” miguel grits his teeth, his other hand slapping the side of your ass. “you make me so proud,” his hips stutter against you. “so good f’me,” he lets out a loud grunt as he spills into you, filling you to the brim with his seed. you collapse into his chest, feeling a trail of him leak out of your hole. miguel trails a finger down your back, pushing it back inside of your tight little hole,

“keep all of me in there, querida,” he hums breathlessly, “all of me…”

i’m pregnant now

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Hey remember when they found over 200 bodies of native children buried behind a residential school and the world cared for... what, a week?

They've counted about 6,000-7,000 now, for those of you who do still care

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i want to be wooed....seduced.....romanced.......absolutely railed.......

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all im asking is that you jerk off to the thought of me

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kissing is so underrated, I could just lie in bed and kiss all day

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Obviously Velma sucks but if we do ever make a more adult Scooby Doo I want a semi realistic period piece from the late 60s where the Scooby Gang are draft dodgers and hippies that just happen to stumble into the crime fighting business because there is just a fresh stream of con artists when you’re drifting town to town in a van.

Freddie and Daphne start it all. Instead of showing up at boot camp when drafted, Fred Jones got the van he bought with his summer job and ran off. Daphne, his girlfriend (who frankly has the least strong feelings about Vietnam but for gods sake are they not taking Freddie there) runs along to be supportive and to get away from her strict, stuffy family.

Velma catches wind of Fred and Daphne’s plan a few days before it happens. They invite her along but she has to consider it. A staunch feminist and the brightest girl in school, she has the most to lose if she leaves. However, she grows embittered by the fact she’s never gonna get into her dream college since it doesn’t admit women, and decides to go along. Besides, if Fred and Daphne leave without her, there won’t be anyone like minded in their hometown for Velma to be friends with.

Shaggy wasn’t originally part of the group, but they find him and Scooby hitchhiking and pick him up. The gang learn he has similar circumstances to Fred for running away from home, being a conscientious objector who ran off when they tried to put him in a non combative position instead. He opposed even this as it still meant he would be part of the war machine. He comes bearing plenty of 8 track tapes and some real good pot, so he’s welcomed along happily.

Along the way they become friends and use their combined skills to solve cases of supposed hauntings. Every single one is shown to be some kind of capitalist fraud.

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Hey, Hey Netflix, look at me. Bitch.

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Casual rubbing and caressing while cuddling/napping is so good. Like yes I know I’m about to pass out while laying on your chest but feel free to grab my butt.

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Wow guys, I sure am sleepy haha!! it would suck if someone took advantage of my vulnerable state and used me like a whimpery little fleshlight !!!!!!!!!! Especially if they overstimmed me till all I could do was drool and moan and be an obedient little toy!!!! That WOULD SUCK-

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When 😵‍💫 they 😵‍💫 finger 😵‍💫 you 😵‍💫 and 😵‍💫 then 😵‍💫 put 😵‍💫 their 😵‍💫 fingers 😵‍💫 in 😵‍💫their 😵‍💫 mouth 😵‍💫

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put your leg between her legs while making out so she can grind her needy cunt against you

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"I'm in public" bf 🤝 *sends him nudes* gf

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it's called doggystyle bc you have to tell him he's a good boy when he fucks you just right