Your Captain

Secret.

it is time for me to open up with you. Seriously.

I’m destroyed, fully. I know that it breaks your heart, when I cry again, instead of being honest with myself; but I can’t stop. That’s so much more to my soul that you haven’t seen yet, and I’m hating myself because I haven’t even tried showing it to you.

I wanna be with you, in a way that you will never understand; I was brought up by two morally and emotionally diverse parents: one was too affectionate and oblivious to the world, and the other one was too cold and overprotective, so both of them never realised how toxic it became.

And you do it so well. You’re so understanding. You’re there for me. You’re my other half. That part which I’ve been missing for a lot of time. You stare at me and to me, that, that is the sun. The sun looking at me, admiring me but never blinding my eyes or burning my skin. Because you know exactly what I need.

You’re the moon to my inner stars. You complete me entirely.

And there’s a whole lot of baggage that you can’t see because i’ve been hiding it to you. Will I ever feel the need to show you where I’m hurting?

I know you hear me when I cry. It hurts you. But I can’t stop.

If you were anybody else, you’d leave me in my own torment. But, you're not and I don't know idf that makes me feel any better.

It breaks your heart. Leaving me.

So why are you leaving me?

monster!konig x hybrid!bunny!reader whos horny everyday all day and when hes back from his mission shes clinging onto his leg and begging him to fuck her while shes humping his shoe :(

Konig is a bit cruel. This man wants you desperate for him - so when the colonel spots you acting simply pathetic, begging for his cock while presenting your glossy, juicy hole just for him, he only wants to make you even more desperate. He will not even let you touch his tentacles - he would rather push you down, on your back, like a horny bunny you are. You're smearing your juices all over his boot, humping him with absolutely no care in the world...and he adores it, of course, he does - this is such a pretty sight, after all, and he really wants to indulge in you. Your colonel is back from his mission and you cling to him, like a dumb bunny you are - you murmur something about missing him, about being absolutely distraught without his presence, and you just don't understand what else is there to do...you are coming all over his boot, despite blood still being smeared all over it, and he pets your head and calls you his dumb, adorable bunny( you can't take it! he is too hot, you can't control yourself... He adores how horny you are - he is keeping you on his lap all of the time, stuffed with his tentacles so your hungry holes will never go empty. You're simply adorable like this, and he can't wait to stuff you with eggs - even if someone is watching you two, he would just bite your ears suggestively and tell you to be even louder, so everyone could witness what a little slut his bunny wifey is. This is just how bunnies are - you bounce on his cock like a good girl, you warm his tentacles with your throat and you accept his eggs into your puffy, abused pussy and your tight ass - and you would fall asleep on his lap after, allowing him to pet your hair and adore your helpless body.

give him the fucking cookie

Baby, we could go back to the basics

Trailer park love, wearing them ASICS and gold

Fields of Gold.

pairing: Michael Corleone x Fem. Reader

word count: 1,290

warnings: implied nudity

summary: On a quiet morning during your holiday in Sicily, you wake to the ethereal beauty of the landscape before you and to your beloved Michael. 

notes: I don’t know why I wrote this other than I love the scenery of Michael’s trip to Sicily and wanted to capture it within writing as best as I could. I hope this is decent, as I’ve never written for Michael Corleone before and probably will never do so again. I’ve had this knocking around in my drafts since May and decided it was high time I finished it up and posted. Enjoy.

The expansive Sicilian countryside stretched far and wide across your field of vision no matter which direction you faced. During the late summer months, dawn came early and, as the first slivers of sunlight began to peek beyond the sprawling horizon and warmed the skin of your face, you awoke to the realization that it must already be morning. At the first light of daybreak, your day had begun to take shape and the fading darkness was replaced with the swirling wisps of sunrise; pinks, oranges and bright yellows that reflected off the clouds and cast their glow onto the landscape below, bathing the fields and rolling hills in gold.

As time passed, the sun continued to climb higher into the clear sky, dispelling the darkness from the land below as day blended into night before your eyes. You watched the day take shape before you though the open windows on the far side of the room. The view did nothing less than take your breath away, as it always did each morning you rose to find yourself still in the same place and with the same thought still in your head: this must be what it felt like to wake among the clouds of heaven, surrounded by light and a sense that everything was good.

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My heart is full and my soul is healing! 😭❤️

robert de niro and martin scorsese behind the scenes of filming cape fear (1991)