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ladadeeladadeedoo · 1 year
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¿Por qué nadie se queda conmigo? ¿qué es lo que hice mal? 
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erikagabrielatb · 2 years
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r3-sensible · 2 years
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Nunca te super cuidar
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nebulinas · 11 months
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estoy en el límite y no puedo parar de correr hacia el abismo
tú tú tú tú tú siempre tú
aunque para ti
nunca yo
porque soy extraordinaria
hasta que me sangran las heridas
y nunca me enseñé a lidiar con el rechazo
a la herida
o al reemplazo
siento al límite
no puedo
parar
lo sé
no es tu culpa
te dejaré en paz
pero seguiré escribiendo al respecto
no te haré villano
pero tampoco eres héroe
sólo persona
y cicatrices en mi piel
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inexplicablesituacion · 8 months
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Estas junto a mi, pero a la vez, no te siento conmigo.
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maxx001 · 2 years
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Antes quería ser suficiente para mi madre, pero me di cuenta que aunque lo intente un millón de veces nunca lo seré,ahora solo quiero ser suficiente para mi mismx
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that-fuckery · 2 years
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Cada día duele más que el anterior.
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No, sé que decís que me entiendes. Pero No, no creo que sepas como me siento cada día, estar llorando por nada y por todo cada instante.
Por qué duele, duele y no deja de doler. Y estoy cansada de esto.
Quiero dejar de ser esta persona que llora, que se siente mal. Que está así todo el tiempo.
Se qué hay más que este dolor, y no se como salir de esto.
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max-orjan · 2 months
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Rayos, si soy, pero más chafa
en realidad
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iloveyouinred · 6 months
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Red Riding Hood: Wriothesley x Reader
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𓇬♡ | Warning: NSFW, stalking, dubcon(?), creampie, breeding, dom!Wriothesley, hint of size kink.
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He is like the wolf in your trail. Snooping around the red riding hood, prying for an opening to pounch on you. One thing he did not know, you will let him eat you alive if he asks.
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"Once lived an awful wolf in the woods." Is a beginning of a story your grandma tells you countless times already. You sigh as her story plays in your head like a broken recording as you walk past the woods heading to your grandma's house. You swing the basket mindlessly as you follow the small path in the woods. Would have made it out if you didn't stop half way to pick a flower whose colour is gorgeous blue. "Don't stray from the main path." Your grandma's voice rings in your ear like a quiet reminder. You ignore her. Gulping once before you take a small step forward. Leaving the path completely with a few more steps. You are about to reach the flower, when you feel goosebumps rise all over your body. You freeze in place eyeing the dark bushes and shadow of the dense three leaves looming over the glowing bluish flower. You know you should not take the risk. You know. The flower is just too pretty to ignore. But the uneasy feeling in your heart overshadows your curiosity. So you step out of the way and quickly turn your body to go back to the small path.
Oh but you didn't make it. Not this time. You squint your eyes with a groan as you feel a sharp pain on your front that flattened to the ground. You can't really turn your head to face the big man that towers over your body. His hand pin your own behind your back. You tried to struggle under him, but stopped immediately when you felt his sharp nail tracing the surface of your neck. He slowly pulls down your red hood with that same finger that traces your neck. You refused to meet his eyes. But the man has a different plan, with thumbs and fingers grabbing your jaw, forcing you to face him.
"Bad girl. Didn't your grandma warn you not to stray from the right path?" His low voice followed with a raspy chuckle right beside your ear. Sending a strange vibration that makes your legs grow weak. You feel his nail tracing the side of your thigh. Before grabbing it and lifting it up to rubs what feels like a huge length in between your thigh, down till the tip brush over the skin of your belly. You let out a shaky breath when he slides himself to nudge your clit. Teasing it with his sluggish humping. His finger traces down your already wet hole before slipping in one finger, moving it to brush over your walls. Giving some kind of friction you never tasted before. As he adds more fingers in it, stretching you whilst finding the spot that makes your moans grow one pitch higher. He smiles contently as he watches your body trembling, your cunt greedily devouring his digits in with a loud squelch. He pulls out right before you came.
"No, little one. Not until you say 'please'." He teases you. Basically asking you to beg for him. Oh, you won't oblige though. But stay silent as you are afraid any sound you try to make will come out desperate. And his lips tug up in response.
"So stubborn, huh." He wastes no time in brushing his tip against your folds. Sliding it up and down a few times before he pushed it in slowly. Letting himself drown into your warmth. You gasp involuntarily. Trembling as he molds your inside to fit his size. You try to hold back your tongue, glossy eyes peeled to the path that is just a few steps from your reach. Yet moving was impossible as you felt his weight on you. Hand grips pushed you down to the soft ground. His sudden thrust makes you arch your back. Your mouth gaps in silence as moans fail to come out. While his groan accompanies it. The curve of his length inside of you feels like a huge hook. Stretching your insides while you choke and gasp at his movement. Your eyes rolled back as his hips tortured your hole with a rapid thrust, brushing against your g-spot. For a solid minute your body feels like it is beaten up nicely. The stimulation is overwhelming. Your mind was full with the way his thrust sends you over the edge again and again. Until at one point your mind goes blank as pleasure wash over you. You let out one high pitch moan, before your body shaking and gushing around his length. He takes a moment to savour the view of you losing your mind to his cock, before pounding into you restlessly, seeming to chase his own orgasms this time. You let out a choked moan as he pushed himself deep inside you. Positioning his thrust to meet your womb in a new angle. His grip on your thigh was so tight you think it will leave bruises. But you can't think of any of the aftermath as he force you to focus on the present- on how his cock pounding into your wet hole, meeting your spots nicely. Your body submits to him with every thrust he sends on your cervix. He feels your cunt sucking him in as if ready for him to breed you. Which makes him groan at the thought alone. You feel him twitch inside of you, only managing to let out muddled words along with moans. You feel heat accumulated in your lower abandonment, a trickle of drool rolled down to the edge of your chin at the sensation. It doesn't take long before he sends one deep thrust inside of you. You feel his warm fluid flooding your wombs as you come on him again.
"Wake up little girl." Him after pulling out of you. He fixed your clothes, giving back the basket of fruits that rolled around when he pounced on you. He holds your body up in his arms. Walking along the path until he can see the way out of the woods. You almost stumbled to the ground when he lowered you down to stand on your own feet. He holds your hand to help you walk for a bit before letting go. You look back to see him wave you goodbye.
"Be a good girl and listen to your grandma next time." He gives you a toothy grin that makes you flinch. Hurriedly scurry off to continue your way to Grandma's. Though you don't promise to heed your grandma's warning next time.
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fucksoyangy · 2 years
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Como algo tan lindo daña mucho, hablo de los recuerdos.
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iseethestarsss · 2 years
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Pensé que me extrañabas a mi, que pensabas en mi y no era a mí, sin embargo, aun así permití ilusionarme
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lettersofrain · 2 years
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Cuando te dije que te alejaras diciendomelo a la cara era porque quería que me doliera para poder alejarme, no que me llevaras al cielo y luego te fueras en silencio…
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serendipia03 · 21 days
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Para que no me duela fingire demencia.
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excusasbaratas · 7 months
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No me entristecí por perder a alguien a quien nunca le importé; me entristecí por perderme a mí mismo en alguien a quien nunca le importé.
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baul-de-frases · 1 year
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Llore, esa noche llore por ti y por lo que teníamos y no volveríamos a tener
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