It's Been A Rough Couple Of Days For Me As My Personal Life Has Been Difficult But I'll Be Back To Writing.

It's been a rough couple of days for me as my personal life has been difficult but I'll be back to writing. (it sucks when life gets too real…)

1. Untitled (I haven't made a title name)

2. Gatita

3: The Breaking Point (a series coming soon. It's a work in progress coming soon this summer)

4. Warmth

5. Let it Go (A Grey’s Anatomy Spin-off)

6. Untitled (yeah, I suck at titles)

Don't feel pressured if I tag you (this is literal motivation for me to finish): @rxckstarss @miguelspriscilla @miguelhugger2099 +anyone who wants to join 🩷

wip tag game!!

RULES: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

tysm @scoobysnakz for the tag!!

1. Garbage Man

2. Undress pt.3

3. Not My Idea

4. Soccer dad!Miguel pt.4

5. Never Go Hungry

6. How Dirty Girls Get Clean

I have a lot more wips but I just chose the ones with the most progress because some of them are SOOO rough rn 😭

No pressure tags: @pxtched @monarchberrysblog @miguels-aranita @obxsprincess @improbable-outset @cupcakeinat0r

Yes 😏

Eating [oscar isaac character]'s pussy like a Chipotle burrito

Oh look, it's my TEARS 😭😭

Miguel O'Hara animatic lol ‼️‼️‼️ the character next to him in the beginning is MRK my spidersona

Feminism is supporting ALL women. Not just one type but EVERY woman 🩷

Reblog if you think a woman can be complete without children

Y’ALL HAVE TIME TO REBLOG THIS. IT TAKES LESS THAN FIVE SECONDS.

“you’re just so small :(“ “he doesn’t want to hurt ur tiny body” “his fist is bigger than your womb” “his hand is the size of your entire stomach” “:( small baby no hurt by big man soldier”-

eeughhhaa🤨

brotha eeughhhaa🤢🤢🤢👹👹🤕🤒🤒🤮🤧

Sir… sir…

PART 2 OF BOXER!MIGUEL X FEM!READER

part 1 here.

“just keep looking at me, cariño.” Miguel purred, positioned above you with his golden necklace swinging.

you swallowed thickly, a warm heat of tension between your thighs. you couldn’t help up but tense up little, looking down at your thighs.

“keep your eyes on me.” he reminded you, he has your body caged underneath his, hands positioned on either side of you. instinctively, your hands go to grip his large biceps as a way to brace yourself before he makes the first move.

there’s an agonisingly long silence before Miguel does so, positioning himself at your cunt and just at the feeling of his tip rubbing against your folds the arousal builds. you can’t wait any longer, your eyes silently pleading Miguel—desperate for him to take you.

he reads your silent pleads, and answers them with a smirk.

“I don’t have to remind you to use your words do I?”

“fuck—“ you should’ve known he would tease you like this. “please miguel.”

“please what?”

your eyes meet his with confidence. the two words which he wants to hear leave your mouth. “fuck me.”

your eyes roll back as an inaudible gasp leaves your mouth once miguel finally moves. he takes his time, watching your face for each expression as he stretches out your cunt.

“fuck—“ he seethes, “I missed you so much.”

“me too.” you manage to breath out, feeling your gummy walls welcome every inch of him. he was so thick, stretching you out like that — so much so that your hands moved to dig your nails in his back.

the room quickly fills with your whines and whimpers of ‘s’too much’ repeatedly falling from your lips. Miguel merely smirks at your words “you can take it,” he grunts, bottoming out at the sound of your whines. “fuck-“

Miguel manages to give you some time to adjusts to his length, immediately aware of how long it has been since he last fucked you.

once you’ve settled, he sets his pace. slow and deep, just how you like it. he watches your face with every thrust, his balls slapping your cunt. as he goes on, you get more needier, wanting it— no needing it — faster.

“did you miss me?” he grunts, his thrusts getting sloppier. the sound of skin slapping is explicit, echoing off the walls. he has one hand at your thigh, keeping you spread for him, his stomach touching yours. “tell me mi amor, did you miss me like I missed you?”

“fuck, so much!” you moan at his relentless pace. “so fucking much, please don’t stop!”

Miguel chuckles briefly, “mhmmm, I missed you too.” a soft kiss is felt on your forehead as he continues to pound you with ease. the hot feeling of tension builds in your lower stomach once more and the threat of it snapping causes more whines to leave your throat. and just like before Miguel knows all too well, feeling your hips jerk beneath him.

“you gonna cum again f’me?”

wordlessly you nod your head, too cockdrunk to even reply as the mattress squeaks underneath you. it’s too much but at the same time all you ever wanted, all you ever needed was to be fucked out so hard that you could hardly think.

and you weren’t thinking, not when Miguel was balls deep in you and rutting into you with a thirst that so needed to be quenched. and you certainly weren’t thinking whilst you were taking him all in so perfectly, leaving your thighs shaking and the tension in your gut tightening.

and you certainly weren’t thinking when your eyes rolled to the back of your head, the tension snapping in your gut once more and all sound fading away as you squirted.

“fuckkkk—“ Miguel panted, fingers immediately rubbing circles at your clit as you gushed beneath him. “all for me?”

he draws out your orgasm, leaving your body jittering with aftershocks beneath him. with hazy eyes, you expected Miguel to soon after follow with his own climax but instead he came to a complete stop, his eyes observing you.

it took just one look to read the excitement in his eyes, curiosity and awe evident by his raised brows. you take a few breaths to calm yourself before opening your mouth to question him but he seems to beat you to it.

“think you can do one more f’me?”