Pedro Pascal Looking For A New Role

HELENA BERTINELLI MENTION IN 2024??

When Roman makes that guy rip his (what I’m assuming) girlfriend’s dress off while she stands on the table,,,,,,,

This but like,,,, both Sofia and Helena sitting and watching this unfold,,,,,

Them comforting you, inviting you to one of their mansions just to make you super uncomfortable. Complimenting you on how good you looked when Roman ripped your dress off you, how pretty you looked when you started crying. Them threatening you when you try and deny their advances, but soon telling you that they can protect you if you let them fuck you.

They’re both from powerful families and although they normally don’t get alone or agree with anything..,, there’s only one thing they can agree with each other on…

How pretty you look while the other is fucking you-

Pedro said it would be worth it to play an older version of Din just to have him meet Poe

i think the severance fandom is the first fandom I’ve ever seen that leans more towards thoughtful analyses of episodes, theories, and cute or morbid fanart, over fanfics and shipping. but also I’ve not seen ONE post saying something nasty like “helly r come spit in my mouth” or even something basic like “i need mark s carnally”

mourning the show that killing eve could’ve been if phoebe waller-bridge continued writing it

Do Revenge is Cruel Intentions with a 2022 twist, a Jawbreaker aesthetic and Clueless level humor. A genuinely brilliant satire that hits every ‘90s/00s comedic beat without being reductive. The needle drops are absolutely impeccable. A film that lets people be terrible to each other. A love letter to the rom coms of yore clearly written and directed by a woman.

Everyone in this film is SO good it’s ridiculous, but Camila Mendes is revelatory. An absolute FORCE.

I play the same 25 songs everyday and them mfs hit every time

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omfg i need her so bad thank god i’m not the only one

general headcanons with helena

— includes sfw and nsft.

dominant bottom!!!!!! she loves to control you when you fuck her and scolds you for not doing it correctly but you have her whining and begging for more.

dates in her lumon office because she’s always there and barely has any time to come visit you when she’s working :( but you both still make the best of it!! she orders you whatever you want, but sometimes you just wanna pack her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and call it dinner.

visiting her at lumon and kinda just following her around like a lost puppy because she’s busy talking to all these people… helena giving you kisses throughout the day to let you know she cares and that she notices you 😓 helena holding your hand under the table because i think she still gets a little anxious 😓😓

sugar mommy lowkey highkey‼️ her favorite thing is buying you expensive lingerie and then ripping it off you because she can just buy you new ones. if you’re in college, you get a private ride to and from class. if you ever want something specific for lunch at work, you get it. doesn’t matter if you’re really craving that place you and her went that is an hour away, you’re getting it asap. she also has an extensive collection of toys for you 😇 (also. calling her mrs eagan in bed.....)

i wrote about this happening to reader, but what about leaving marks on helena before she leaves for “work” 😵‍💫 helly who always finds hickeys on her body and desperately wants to meet her outie partner who’s doing this… slipping your panties into helena’s pocket for helly to find….

speaking of helly, comforting helena after hellys attempt ☹️ you’re horrified when you get to lumon, expecting to pick up your girlfriend like usual, only to see her being ushered out into an ambulance. going to the hospital with her and trying to convince her to resign because you're scared of what helly'll do next...but you also feel for her because she must be so scared in there :( she's only 2 days old 😭😭😭😭 just taking care of helena until she eventually goes back!!! making her stay at YOUR shitty apartment and making her breakfast in bed because you could've lost her and you just need to dote on her so much ☹️ she def makes fun of you for being so clingy but you know her ass loves it....

also thinking about how she replayed that kiss with her and mark.....you KNOW she's so touch starved 😖😖 she constantly needs to be touching you. she loves kissing you randomly and loves words of assurance :( she's so sappy but feels awkward being all lovey-dovey because she's not used to it.

helena who would stare hard at you and not talk when you first met because she was nervous about getting feelings for you (didn't work lolz). you thought she hated you until Mr. Drummond summoned you and took you to helena's office, telling you to have a good date with her before leaving you two alone. at this point, there Were some feelings and unspoken words between you two, and you made a joke about her being too conceited to ask you on her own which got her into talking about Kier 🙄 you love how passionate she is though and definitely kissed her first because she was rambling too much

giving helena head under her desk 😋 especially while she's talking to someone important like the Board :) or just giving her head after a stressful day and holding her hands down because she's impatient and hates how slow you're going. or being her deskpet and doing whatever she says!!! strapwarming her and she ends up fucking you on the table because of the noises you keep making and also she just can't control herself @__@

Eat your heart out

Sofia Gigante x Fem!reader

Warnings: established relationship, romantic fluff, mild smut, kinda short and sweet

Word count: 1200

Sofia can’t sleep. You set out to change that.

You wake up around five in the morning, your phone reading 5:07 when you grab it from the nightstand and narrow your eyes at the lit screen.

You groan and turn to face your girlfriend, only to find her absent, her side of the bed cold and empty.

The smell of freshly baked goods fills your nostrils.

You groan again before getting out of bed in nothing but an oversized tee and panties and following the scent of sweet heaven that leads you to the kitchen. You cross your arms over your chest and lean against the entryway as you watch Sofia pull a baking tray of something out of the oven and put it on the counter. She pulls the mittens off with her teeth and sets them aside. She grabs a sieve with powdered sugar and hits it gently to scatter it over the various croissants laid out in front of her that are on the opposite side of the counter.

“Are you just gonna stand there, honey?” Sofia questions without taking her eyes off the croissants.

You push yourself off the entryway and walk towards her. “Any reason why you’re baking at five in the goddamn morning in nothing but a dirty t-shirt and boxer shorts?” You wrap your arms around her waist from behind, your chin coming to rest on her shoulder. “Not that I’m complaining. Well, only about that first part. The rest is more than tolerable”

“Couldn’t sleep” Sofia says, her eyes still trained on the damn croissants. “You mentioned you’ve been craving croissants so I thought I’d make them for you while my insomnia got the better of me”

You slide your hands under her shirt, embracing the warmth of her body against your palm. You like how Sofia doesn’t mind the cold of your skin.

“Thought you might like something savory too so I also baked a shitload of fucking quiche muffins because apparently that’s a fucking thing”

“Why are you raising your voice?” You ask in an even tone that doesn’t betray a hint of emotion.

Sofia puts the sieve down. She grips the edge of the counter as she takes a breath. Then another. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, sweetheart. I just..” She pauses to focus on her breathing. “With everything going on with that dickless traitor Oz and the Triad, it’s kinda hard for me to focus on anything else”

“Gee, thanks”

“Anything other than you” Sofia adds before turning around to face you. She cups your jaw with her hand, her other settling on your hip. “I swear, you’re the only saving grace in this whole situation, Y/N”

You hum, taking in the dark circles under her eyes. The pads of your thumbs trace them. “When was the last time you had a good night’s sleep?”

Sofia averts her gaze, her eyes downcast.

“Jesus, Sof. How are you still standing?”

“With a little help from the best energy drinks money can buy. That and a lotta rage”

You huff a laugh. “Don’t be cute. I told you to take care of yourself. Or at least let me do it for you”

“I’m fine”

“No, you’re not. You need to get some sleep”

An imaginary lightbulb lights up above your head.

You grin. “And I know just the right way to help”

You hop onto the counter.

Sofia raises a brow. Her eyes drift to the space between your thighs when you part your legs, revealing the lace panties she got you for your birthday. Her eyes don’t leave them as you slowly take them off and toss them on the floor.

You cross your legs.

“You always say you get drunk off me” You playfully tilt your head as you stare at her. “So maybe I can help you get that sleep you so desperately need”

“Your solution for my insomnia is for me to eat you out? Is that it?” Still, Sofia walks over to you. Her hands grips your waist. “If you wanted me to fuck you, you could’ve just asked, baby”

“Right now, I’m not asking”

The corner of your girlfriend’s mouth tugs upwards at your low, demanding tone. “Yes, ma’am”

Sofia eats you out for what feels like hours.

Her tongue darts and swirls, painting delicate patterns over your clit. You're already lost in the sea of pleasure, your breaths coming in gasps and moans. Each touch feels like a spark, igniting a fire deep within you. Your body arches off the counter, muscles taut as you chase the next wave of ecstasy. Sofia’s eyes are closed, lost in her own world, but her mouth is all focus. She's a maestro playing the most sensitive of instruments, and you're the music that fills the room.

Your legs tremble uncontrollably. You grip the edge of the counter, your knuckles whitening. The scent of your arousal fills the air, mingling with the faint smell of baked goods and sweat from your exertion. You've had so many orgasms, you've lost count, but she doesn't stop. Each stroke of her tongue sends you spiraling closer to the edge, and yet she pulls back, just enough to keep you there, teetering. It’s what you love about her.

You feel the tension building, your thighs quivering around her head. Your heart races, your pulse thundering in your ears. She senses your desperation and doubles down, her tongue relentless, her hands gripping your thighs. The pressure builds, a crescendo of sensation that you know will shatter you into a million pieces. You're so close, so close, you can almost taste it.

And then she does something different, a flick of her tongue, a change in rhythm. It sends you over the edge, your body convulsing as you scream out your release. But even as your climax washes over you, she doesn't let up. She continues, driving you into a realm of overstimulation, where pleasure meets pain and you're not sure if you can handle it. Yet, you find yourself begging for more, your voice hoarse from the cries that have escaped your lips. Her eyes open, meeting yours, and she smiles, knowing she has you exactly where she wants you.

But even Sofia has her limits.

By the time she’s decided that she’s done with you, she looks ready to hit the bed. You look at her as you try to catch your breath, your chest heaving.

Sofia smiles and cups your face before kissing you, passionately. “Thank you, bella” She says after breaking the kiss. “This is exactly what I needed”

“Glad I could be of service to ya”

“Are you coming to bed?”

You shake your head as you hop off the counter and grab your panties. “I’m gonna take a shower”

Sofia walks away from you. “Okay”

“Sleep tight!”

She shoots you a sleepy thumbs up without turning around before disappearing from your sight.

Just as you told her, you brush your teeth and take a shower then get dressed in something nice and comfy since you have no plans to leave the house.

You sit cross-legged on the couch, watching some new medical sitcom while eating the delicious croissants and quiche your girlfriend made for you.

not tryna make you jealous, but it looks so good on you | sofia gigante x fem!reader

warnings: NSFW, dom sofia (obvi), hair pulling, degradation+praise, spanking, thigh riding, just absolute FILTH 18+

A/N: this took me too long smh but i think it was worth it

it can’t be easy, running an entire empire that is. you know sofia appreciates you being her doting and understanding girlfriend, always by her side, always good for her. but lately, it’s been too much. all the late nights and days spent without so much as a kiss from her leave you worried and ever so desperate. it’s not like you’re asking for much, just a little bit of attention.

when you first noticed the revealing dress sofia had gifted you at the back of your closet, you knew exactly what to do. the plan was simple — wear it around the falcone residence until she finally noticed her mistake. you were confident it would get the reaction you wanted. until she saw you, her face twisted into a furious scowl. before you could react, she grabbed your arm and marched you straight into the nearest bedroom, the tension in the air palpable.

sofia struts to where you stand in the room, the haunting click of her heals on the floor following her. she circles around you, her hands skimming over the silk dress. it's funny how such a garment can cause such a fuss. "now, let's get one thing straight" she stops, hands lingering at your hips "all this" she purrs as her eyes scan your figure "is mine. understood?"

you decide to push her further, "i don't follow. all i'm doing is showing off what you bought me, baby." you sway, drawing attention to the fabric - or lack there of - on your body.

sofia's eyes narrow, her grip tightening on your hips as she yanks you close. "you think you’re being clever, hmm?" she hisses, her breath hot against your neck “playing games in front of my men?"

with one hand on your hip she raises the other to your head, grabbing a fist full of hair.

she watches with satisfaction as your eyes well with tears from the shock. "this dress, this body, this pretty little mouth of yours... all mine to do with as i please.”

one hand slides up your side, fingertips tracing the curve of your waist before coming to rest just below your collarbone. "this dress... should be a reminder of who you belong to." her other hand tangles in your hair, tugging your head back to expose your throat.

her grip in your hair tightens, just shy of painful. "over my lap. now." sofia releases you abruptly, stepping back to sit at the edge of her bed. "don't keep me waiting, sweetheart. i'm not a patient woman.” she taps her fingers impatiently against her thigh, staring through you as she restlessly awaits your response.

your chest tightens with fear of what she'll do next, but you don't move. instead, you stay still, pushing her further.

“god, must i do everything myself?" she snaps, rising from the bed. in one swift motion, she grabs your arm, yanking you toward her. you gasp falling into her lap forcing air out of your lungs and causing your dress to ride up.

the cool air leaves goosebumps over your thighs and sofia leaves little time for you to collect yourself before binging her hand down against your rear.

"count them out." she demands coldly. her hand comes down again as you wrangle a muffled 'one' from the back of your throat.

sofia continues her assault, filling the room with the echoed sound of skin on skin. you stop fighting the tears several slaps ago, letting them flow freely down your face as your flesh becomes increasingly red.

satisfied with her work, sofia pauses, her hand resting on your lower back. "good girl," she murmurs, her tone almost affectionate. you allow yourself to bask in the praise before uttering a small "thank you."

sofia shuffles back towards the headboard of the bed, smirking as she signals you to move with her. she watches in satisfaction as you crawl towards her, tapping her thigh with her slender finger as if to say “take a seat”.

you can feel her taking in the sight of you - the heat of her gaze on your skin. moving to straddle her leg, you realise how embarrassingly wet you had become.

sofia's lips curl into a hungry grin as she watches you crawl toward her. eyes raking over your figure, taking in the sight of your flushed cheeks, damp from tears.

“you wanted my attention and now you have it, princess.” she growls, her voice low and dangerous.

you know what she wants you to do - make a mess, give her a show. but your mind was too fuzzy and you just couldn’t seem to make your hips move. instead, you lean in for a kiss.

sofia allows it, letting your lips clashing against each other as you whine into the kiss.

you a pitiful whine as she breaks the kiss, your breath coming in harsh pants. she bring her gaze down to where your heat meets her tight-clad thigh. “need a hand?” she teased, cocking her head.

she watches you eagerly nod and with that, she takes ahold of your hips, digging her nails into your flesh through the thin silk.

there’s something so jarring about being so bare before your fully clothed girlfriend but it’s all worth it for the friction that sends sparks of pleasure up your spine.

at a steady pace she guides your hips up and down her thigh. her feeling is torturous, delicious but leaving so much more to be desired.

you bite your lip to stifle a moan, your embarrassment palpable. she loves you like this - eager, desperate for more.

she leans in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers “poor baby,” her voice laced with sarcasm “so desperate for my attention yet too shy to make all those pretty little noises.”

"sofia," you moan, arching further into her thigh.

"ah ah," sofia tuts, slowing her movement completely. "i didn't say you could move, did i?"

she hooks a finger under the strap of your dress, tugging it down to expose more of your skin. "i love seeing you like this," she breathes, her lips trailing down your neck. "squirming and whimpering, all for me."

“only you.” you breathe, maybe if you appease her she’ll give you what you so desperately need.

“please, baby” you beg, hips bucking up in the desperate search for more traction “i need it.”

"since you asked so nicely," she growls pulling her lips from your skin.

sofia returns her hands to your hips, grinding you against her thigh with expert precision. the friction is incredible, building the tension coiling in your core.

she grips your hips tighter, her nails digging into your flesh as she grinds you harder against her thigh. sofia relishes the debauched sight of you - chest heaving from sporadic breaths, shaking legs tensing around her thigh, hazy eyes brimmed with tears of pleasure.

she quickens her pace as she notices you coming further undone. you can feel it building, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter “come on, baby,” sofia urges, her voice low and encouraging. “let go, princess. give me what i want.”

her words in your ear are enough to send you tumbling over the edge. a wave of pleasure crashes over you as sofia draws out every last shudder and gasp.

she pulls back, a satisfied smirk on her face. “what an awful girlfriend i am, hmm?” she tenderly brushes a stray her from your forehead “letting my girl get all needy.”

you pout and joking nod in agreement “the worst.” you chuckle. with the little strength you have left, you shift your weight from her thigh.

“i don’t remember saying i was done with you, sweetheart.” sofia threatens. rather than protest, you steadily lower yourself between her legs, looking up at her through eager eyes.

“who said i was going anywhere?”