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Love Island The Game trash account

[ladywithgun]

[mchamster]

Genevieve: Put some eyeliner on, Seb.

Seb: Mmm...idk.

Me: 🕷𝕻𝖚𝖙🕸𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 🦇𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖗 🥀𝖔𝖓, 𝕾𝖊𝖇.🗡

Seb: 𝕾𝖚𝖗𝖊.☠️

[thevilla-ins]

I wish there was different body types as options like I’m not some skinny girl I’m chubby with big honka honka oogabooga milkers>:(( give me some variety

[katslitg]

two more days until i get to see yasmin again

[anonymous--anteater]

Me flirting with AJ and Yasmin

[marisolstanaccount]

dating AJ be like

☀️🏒🧡🐶🍉✨🌷

[marisolstanaccount]

I like AJ, but I do feel like my head could be turned if more female LI’s come in.....

[wonder-falcon]

WE’RE GETTING QOT POINT OF VIEWS

[simpin4ajbby-deactivated2021080]

So I just wanna say... is this how everyone felt waiting for Fusebox to release a new day... waiting for next Wednesday to come around? I don’t how y’all do this but I’m already going through AJ withdrawals.

[bravomckenzie]

can you do marisol headcannons?

HELL YEAH I CAN

but note again: i juuuust started the marisol route so everything i know about it is secondhand information so the romantic-ish ones might be contradictory to how things go with her so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ sorry

loves holding hands

she assumes everyone is stupid until proven otherwise

her nails are always red, maybe different shades, but red.

really, really good kisser

more funny and outgoing when in one on one situations

if you were to decide you want kids down the line, she would insist their last names be both of yours hypened, but hers HAS to go first

decisive

her place is really neat and tidy, but super cozy. lots of fuzzy blankets and candles and big fluffy pillows

she’s always cold

doesn’t have a lot of friends (this isn’t a drag lmao)

knows too much about random things for absolutely no reason

used to getting what she wants

when she’s with women, she’s a bottom. periodt. that’s that on that.

likes classic rock

would correct your grammar in an argument (demonic)

it’s cannon that she’s a dog person but that’s a LIE. she is such a cat person. i imagine she has at least one, if not two. for sure an orange one, and then maybe an all black one - both rescues.

snorts when she laughs

not that close with her family. she gets along fine with her mom and they talk on the phone & stuff, but her dad isn’t accepting of her sexuality and they fight a lot. she doesn’t go home much.

^ if you had a close relationship with your family, i imagine her just fitting in and them loving her. she finds the family she didn’t have with you 🥺

[marisolstanaccount]

my take on the NSFW alphabet for Marisol

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Marisol likes being close to you with her head on your chest. She still loves to tease you after sex, running her fingers down your chest or up your inner thigh. She’s a very sensual woman and wants to make sure that you are fully satisfied.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Marisol loves her hips. She knows if she starts moving her hips in the right way, she’ll have you in the palm of her hand.

Marisol loves your chest. She loves feeling you press against her. Marisol could spend hours teasing and worshipping your chest, leaving marks that only she will see.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Marisol’s favorite way to cum is on your tongue. She loves to tell you how good your mouth feels and what you’re doing to her. She’ll pull your hair and make plenty of eye contact.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I feel like Marisol doesn’t have many dirty secrets. Maybe you convince her to have sex in a public place and she gets embarrassed by how much it turns her on. Which only leads to you teasing her about it even more.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Marisol may not have as much experience with girls, but what she lacks in experience, she makes up for in passion. She loves to find new ways to make you squirm.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

If she’s pleasing you, she loves to get on her knees and eat you out. If you’re pleasing her, she likes to ride you with a strap on.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Marisol is more serious, but if something happens that is funny, she’s not afraid to laugh and have humorous moments with you.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I would say that Marisol has very little hair. She keeps it groomed, but probably has a little patch of trimmed hair.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

Marisol is very passionate and intimate during sex. She loves whispering naughty things in your ear. She allows herself to be totally vulnerable with you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

After sending her a couple pictures and naughty texts, she once masturbated in the library bathroom because she couldn’t wait until she got home.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Marisol has a praise kink. She loves to be told what a good girl she is.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Marisol prefers to keep it in the privacy of one of your homes. Her favorite spot is right inside the front door.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Your connection turns her on more than anything, but if you’re feeling like making her blush, whisper in her ear how badly you want her.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

She’s not into sharing, so I can’t see a threesome happening.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Marisol loves to give and receive. She loves to work you up with her mouth. She learns what her partner likes in oral and then goes above and beyond to make you feel good.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual, but if she’s in the mood for rough, it’ll be mind blowing.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

If she gets really worked up, she’s up to have a quickie at a party or a club. It’s not too hard to convince her especially if she sees other people trying to

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Marisol is able to take risks because she feels so comfortable. There’s no worry of being judged in a moment of utter vulnerability. She knows if anything, it’ll only turn you on more.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

She can definitely be up to go back and forth between you two for a while. It mostly depends on if she has schoolwork to finish or something to study for.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Yes, she has toys and has used toys with male and female partners as well as on herself. She appreciates their purpose of having fun and feeling good.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She’ll tease you while you’re out all night by subtle touches and whispers. When you’re alone, she’ll keep teasing your body as long as she can. Orgasm denial, the works.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Marisol can get loud. She loves teasing with dirty talk. She can be loud when moaning if you are given the privacy.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Marisol is very good at strip teases. It’s one of the first things she does for you after leaving the villa.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

She’s symmetrical, dark rosy hues and nothing is too hidden.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Marisol’s education and career come first, but if the time is right, she’s pretty much game. She can’t go more than a day or two without having you.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She can stay awake for a while unless you have completely exhausted her.

[alex-cyprin]

I saw another picture of Marisol with this style and it's so fucking hot so I had to edit it

[marisolstanaccount]

my wife!!!

[cordonianqueenie]

This feels...not true? I've seen no complaints about this on tumblr. Most people seem to be thrilled on my tumblr feed?

[marisolstanaccount]

she trippin

[vimeus]

Mc: *Attempts to run fingers through Marisol's hair*

Marisol: Don't touch my hair!

Mc: *tries to go in for a kiss*

Marisol: STOP! We just ate!

Mc: *makes silly faeces*

Marisol: You're weird and not in the good way.

Mc:

[marisolstanaccount]

i’m still hurt by this

[sadgirllovesmusic]

[vimeus]

I Wanna Know

Pairing: Mc x Marisol 

Rating: T

Mc: Quinn

Summary: Idk. 

Word Count: 2412

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She wasn’t expecting to fall for anyone in the villa, she was here to play the game and win. So why in the world is she experiencing these unidentifiable emotions that were running wild throughout her body? Was it the hormones? No, she’s not a dysfunctional teenager with a crush, but she hopes it is because she does not like having these emotions, especially when they all had linked to her. A certain law student from Portsmouth, England.    

Quinn glances over to the pool area to see the Spanish girl laughing at whatever joke the sailor said. She rolls her eyes annoyed by how she was getting worked over for a girl who jumps from boy to boy like they’re some pair of shoes. Marisol notices this and smirks at the girl, before returning her attention back to the seamen. Quinn scowls as she gets up from the daybeds and walks over to the bean bags where Priya happens to be relaxing.

“Faire chier!” Quinn exclaims as she drops into a bean bag next to the glamourous woman. Priya pulls down her glasses to look at her best mate, the one who has been nothing but good to her since her arrival. “Is everything alright, huh?” She asks concerned as to why her little drummer seemed frustrated.

“Yes. I mean no, I mean…” The girl lets out a frustrated groan, “…I don’t know.” Quinn replies, letting herself sink into her seat. Now this caught Priya’s attention, “What’s wrong, babes?” Quinn waves her hand, “It’s stupid, nothing to get worked up about, I’ll get over it soon.” The drummer dismisses, yet despite herself, stares at the couple slashing water at each other, they seem having fun while she’s not. Priya follows the drummers gaze and smirks to herself when she connects the dots but waits for the young girl to say something before prying.

 “Hey Priya.” The drummer says while her are eyes glued to where Marisol and Graham are. The older woman chuckles to herself, it didn’t take long for the girl to finally reach her limit “Yes, Quinn?” She asks as she watches the drummer’s leg bounce move up and down anxiously.

“How do you know when you have feelings for someone?” There it is Priya thought as she gives the girl a sympathetic smile, “Well that depends, how do you feel, Quinn?”  

The drummer furrows her eyebrows for a moment, deep in thought before speaking, “I feel this weird…” She pauses and looks at Priya, the corners of her mouth turn upward a little, “I guess happy and warm feeling in my stomach whenever I think about them.” She sighs deeply before continuing, “Sometimes I get this sudden adrenaline when I’m with them, it makes me super nervous and I don’t know why I get so nervous.”

Quinn sighs, narrowing her eyes, “But sometimes I feel this unpleasant pit of anger in my stomach when I see them get to cozy or to touchy with someone for my liking.” Quinn frowns, “I’ve never felt that way before, and I don’t like it.”

“Oh Quinn, this is normal behavior when you’re crushing on someone.” Priya answers, a small giggle escapes from her when she sees her little drummer look at her with confusion. “I’m what now?” The young adult asks while raising an eyebrow.

“You know crushing, when you really like someone or are attracted to them.” The drummer stares at the real estate agent with a lost expression on her face. “Quinn, have you never had a crush on anyone before?” Priya asked concerned as to why the drummer was drawing a blank expression on her face.

“No, but I’ve liked people, just not in the same manner that I like this specific person.” Quinn scrunches her lips as she thinks, “Yeah, no, usually if I somewhat like someone, I say, ‘Hey. I like you. Let’s do stuff.” Priya bursts out laughing loudly as soon as those words leave the drummers mouth. She works up a good laugh for a minute or so unaware the rest of the islanders turned their heads to the girls’ direction wondering what happened.

“And that actually works, Quinn?” The older woman says as she tries to fight back the fits of laughter wanting to escape. The drummer shrugs an amused smirk plastered on her, “It hasn’t let me down yet…”

“Then why don’t you just go up to them and say exactly that, babes?” The red-haired woman asks.

“I get nervous!” The brunette shouts softy, “I can-”

“Is everything okay over here?” Lottie interrupts as she, Chelsea, and Hope make their way over to the two girls. “We heard Priya laughing for an unusual long period of time and we were beginning to worry.” Hope adds.

“Yeah, everything is fine.” Quinn quickly responds, shutting down any attempt for them to join the conversation. She feels bad about not letting them on the know, especially since she’s good friends with the girls, but she wanted to talk to her closest friend and that friend is Priya.

“My little drummer here was just telling me about how she picks up people.” Priya explains casting Quinn a knowing look before continuing, “But that is a discussion for another time, now off you go.” She says shooing away the girls.

“Oh, you mean that, ‘Hey-”

“Now, now, ladies, I want to spend time with Quinn,” Priya interrupts Chelsea from saying anything else. She then makes direct eye contact with the three girls, “In private.” She emphasizes her last sentence.

Lottie, Chelsea, and Hope look at each other then back to Priya and Quinn then leave them to their conversation. 

Priya smirks when she catches Marisol staring in Quinn’s direction with an unreadable expression on her face. She didn’t know if the look on the girl’s face expressed if she was curious or jealous.

And then an idea hits her, Priya, making direct eye contact with Marisol leans over and whispers in Quinn’s ear, “Hey. I like you. Let’s do stuff.” She says seductively with a wink to get the drummer to play along with her plan. She slyly gestures to the Spanish girl and Quinn grins understandingly. Now was the time for the brunette to put those acting skills to use.

The young drummer bites her lower lip making is seem like she was interested in Priya proposition. Her eyes slowly trail down Priya’s body making the older woman blushes slightly. She places on her hand on Priya’s thigh to up the antic causing the law student to fume silently in anger.

They pretend to whisper things to each other while giggling here and there with an additional touchiness to their act. Quinn licks her lips and grins wolfishly at Priya, “Come with me to the roof terrace, yeah?” She stands up and offers her hand for Priya to grab. From the corner of her eyes she sees the law student making her way towards them and her heart begins to race in her chest. 

It worked.

“Mind if I steal Quinn for a moment?” Marisol asks, her arms firmly crossed in front of her. Quinn and Priya share a glance, knowing they got the girl rattled up. Now the question was do they want to push it or take what they got.

“We were just about to head to the roof terrace, make it quick.” Priya replies and Marisol raises an eyebrow but says nothing. The Ombre haired girl takes Quinn’s hand dragging her to the roof terrace, Quinn looks over her shoulder throwing a smile at the older woman and Priya covers her mouth to hold her giggles.  

“My work here is done.” She smiles as she leans back into her seat.

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Quinn takes a seat and looks at Marisol, trying her best to not break into a fit of giggles. “Hey.” She says to the clearly annoyed Spanish-girl. “What is going on between you and Priya?” Marisol asks bluntly. Quinn says nothing at first because she was caught off guard. She stares at Marisol who impatiently taps her foot awaiting an answer from the drummer before registering what she had asked.

“There’s nothing going on between Priya and I.” Quinn replies, and crocks an eyebrow at the Spanish girl, “Why are you jealous?” She teases.

“Maybe!” Marisol replies angrily while sitting besides the drummer. “Oh?” Quinn looks at the girl next to her amused, “But this was your idea remember?” Marisol look at Quinn confused and Quinn sighs, “The little game you proposed to get each other jealous, did you forget?” And Marisol’s mouth drops when she remembers, “But that was at Casa Amor, we’re at the villa now!”

“Yeah, and you’re coupled up with Graham while I…” Quinn smirks at the law student, “Am free to flirt with whoever I want since Lucas coupled with Blake,” Marisol feels her heart tighten, and Quinn continues, “Besides we’re not exclusive remember?” Marisol frowns when she realizes where this is going, “You wanted to see where it goes between you and Graham while brining me along for the ride.” Quinn speaks, looking at Marisol directly in the eyes.

“And you assumed I’d be okay with it even though you know how I feel about you.” She shakes her head, her gaze falls to the firepit, “I think it’s only fair for me to crack on with other people for a while to keep myself from being dumped from the villa.”

“And you were just going to flirt with everyone without considering my feelings?” Marisol asks. Quinn glances at the Spanish-girl then back to the fire pit, “You did it to me.” She mutters and they stay silent for a moment. Marisol opens her mouth to say something but stops abruptly. There was nothing to say because she knows Quinn is right, she wants to be with the drummer, but at the same time she’s just not ready for the two of them to be together yet.

“I have to go.” Marisol breaks the silence, she looks at Quinn who refuses to look at her, “You always do.” The drummer whispers underneath her breath. “Babe…” Marisol starts to say when Quinn holds up her hand for her to stop.

“Mari, answer me this,” She finally looks at the girl sitting next to her, “Am I wasting my time, pondering over you, longing after you, waiting for you to choose me?”

“Quinn,” Marisol whispers as she takes the drummer’s hands in her own, “I just need a little more time,” Marisol kisses Quinn’s cheek, her lips linger there for a moment before she pulls away, “I really want to make sure the feelings I have for you are real.” Marisol smiles softly at the drummer, “Because I honestly do like you Quinn, more than I should.”  Quinn nods at the girl, still not convinced if whatever they have going on between with them will flourish into something more.

“Okay.” That was the only word Quinn was able to say without wanting to start something she knows would end badly. “So, we’re good?” She asks the Spanish-girl shooting her a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes.

“We’re good.” Marisol cups Quinn’s face leans in to kiss her once. Twice. A third time. When she begins to pull away, the drummer pulls Marisol onto her lap for one more. The brunette’s hand runs up her back while closing the little distance that remained between the two of them. Marisol hands find their way into Quinn’s hair as the drummer leaves a trail of kisses from her jaw and teasingly brushes her lips lightly against the Spanish girl’s.

The brunette then brushes Marisol’s hair aside to kiss her neck making the law student let out an involuntary gasp in her ear. She runs her hands through Quinn’s hair then the drummer finally presses her lips against hers. The Spanish-girl grabs a fist full of her hair as Quinn’s kisses become more rapid and hungry as they both fight for dominance. Much to Marisol’s disappointment, Quinn pulls away. The drummer presses her lips against the law student’s once more, her tongue flitting across her lower lip.

Marisol rests her forehead on Quinn’s, breathing heavily she asks, “What was that for?” The heavy panting coming from Quinn makes her heart pound in chest even faster than it already was, “That was for you,” Quinn whispers as she smiles mischievously at the law student, “To remind you on what you’re missing out on, babe.” Marisol giggles and gazes into the drummer’s eyes. Her heart swells in her chest because this felt perfect, begin here with Quinn, just it felt right.  

Laughter coming from beneath them interrupts their moment and they’re brought to reality. “You should go, before Graham gets suspicious,” Quinn mutters softly as she tucks a strand of Marisol’s loose hair behind her ear. “Or before I get you out of those clothes.” Marisol gets off Quinn’s lap and heads to the exit, she stops at the archway and looks back at the drummer who has her eyes closed while taking deep breaths. She smiles one last time Quinn then leaves.

Quinn pecks to see if the law student left and sighs, “I won’t be able to move on from you, huh?” Quinn chuckles to herself as she thinks, “Damn did I fall hard.” She shakes her head and smiles to herself, “I need a cold shower.”

She gets up and walks out of the terrace running straight into her best mate. “So, how did it go?” Chelsea asks smiling at her best friend knowingly.

“You know about Marisol and me?” The brunette asks, rubbing her neck sheepishly, and Chelsea mouth drops, “No I was going to ask how you got Marisol in a such a good mood for future reference but now I know!” She squeals happily as Quinn’s face falls when she realizes she spilled the beans, “Don’t tell anyone, okay?” And the energetic blonde nods. “Your secret is safe with me, babes.” Quinn smiles warily at her best friend, “For some reason I don’t believe you, but I trust you, Chels.”

“Okay, I’ll try to keep your secret for as long as I can.” Chelsea says with her usual cheerful attitude. “Just between you and me,” Chelsea says leaning in, “Marisol should have chosen you from the start.” And with that the enthusiastic blonde leaves.

And Quinn is left standing there smiling like a child left in a candy shop.

[farinstarfury]

Coupled up with Noah

[marisolstanaccount]

whoa I didn’t even know it was possible tbh