#— evie’s fratverse !

[hoodzgyal]

out of all 3 of the boys, fratverse!dick is def the worst when it comes to being an absolute whore, but they all have their ways of getting girls in their beds.

it makes sense that fratverse!dick is a whore; he’s pretty, rich, and a hell of a smooth talker. out of all three, he’s the most unashamed about keeping girls on retainer, and he has a new plaything every few days. you’re definitely his favorite though; you make him work for it, and he’s seemingly never had to do that before.

fratverse!jason is the seemingly sweet, sensitive one. unfortunately, though, he’s an absolute dog; he’s the type to walk back into your life while you’re having problems with that shitty boyfriend of yours. isn’t your man, but definitely sort of wants to be your man sooooo badly, would goad you into cheating on your little boyfriend if you let him. he has unironically said “she knows where home at,” in reference to you.

fratverse!roy is unabashedly easy. known to be able to talk girls out of their panties with ease; or smoke them out, if the girl he’s fucking with is also a stoner. he’s funny and sweet, the type to chat you up at a party while you’re both 2 cups deep on jungle juice. a couple laughs later and suddenly your legs are spread on his bed.

[hoodzgyal]

hey pooks!

Fratboy!Dick who likes getting his fingers sucked. That's all

ahhh i’m so tired of being a tweaker

there’s something in him that gets off on defiling you. some impish little ghoul in his head that sees a pretty thing like you, studious and unassuming, and feels the need make you do revolting things.

it’s this little ghoul in his head that has him rubbing on your thigh as you both sit on the couch. you came over with the intention of helping him with a brit lit paper, but from the way all of his attention is on the warm body beside him, you can tell he could give less of a fuck about that paper. he watches with interest as you put the end of the pen in your mouth for the fifth time tonight.

“quite the oral fixation, huh?” he muses, low eyes not leaving your glossy lips.

the question has you reeling, looking up from his below average paper to meet his eyes, murmuring, “what?”

“oral fixation, pretty. you like sucking on things.” he says as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world, “but you shouldn’t be sucking on pens. don’t wanna fuck up that pretty smile.”

bullshit excuse, he thinks, but hopefully you won’t call him on it.

lucky for him, you don’t; you look at him with those deliciously sweet doe eyes. the carefully chosen partynextdoor playlist adds to the tension as you just stare at eachother for a moment.

he cups your jaw, thumb pressing on your bottom lip. he presses harder, and your eyes widen, but you allow him entrance. he hums with content, a devilish smile crawling across his features.

his eyes never leave your face, watching as your tongue swirls around his thumb.

“you’re a little minx, y’know that?”

lmk if u want more lmao

[hoodzgyal]

thinking about fucking stoner roy..he’s so smug about how he’s finally got you laid out for him after months of hitting on you

YAWPPPPP THIS MY SHIT RIGHT HEREEE

fratboy!roy has been plotting on you since seeing you during NSO week almost two years ago. unfortunately, you two were in totally different circles; hes a finance major who does little else than smoke, party with his fraternity brothers, and fuck around with the plenty of girls that are clamoring to get on his dick.

meanwhile, you’re an english major, pre-law, and entirely too focused on getting to law school to indulge in his petty flirtations. but for once in your life, your friends have dragged you out to a party that just so happened to be hosted in roy’s frat house.

you’re not sure what has you placing your hand on roy’s chest as he rumbles in your ear over the blaring music of the party, but whatever it is, also leads you to play with the silver chain around his neck as he talks you into standing outside with him on the secluded balcony.

it’s here where he’s a lot more forward than usual, tired of beating around the bush when it comes to you.

“y’know,” he sighs, basically caging you against the wall with his body, shielding you from the cool fall air, “i see you makin’ eyes at me and shit all the time, pretty.”

you’d have to stupid, or just incredibly naive not to see the way his eyes trace over your skin, the seen and unseen parts as if to undress you with his mind. he breathes deeply, seemingly thinking hard about his next words, the marijuana in his system making his thoughts hazy and unfinished, no doubt.

one of his large freckled hands seems to move on its own, pulling you closer to him by the belt loop.

he chucks your chin as his hazy green eyes lazily search yours as he angles his head down, his lips almost against your ear as he murmurs, “listen… i’m pretty,” he slurs, fluttering his eyelashes and giving you a winning smile, “you’re pretty… why dontcha let me take you out, mama? maybe even make you feel good after? i’d be on my best behavior, promise.”

[hoodzgyal]

ahhh you answered my finger sucking ask im creaming and screaming I'm def doing both ANYWAYS...you wrote it so deliciously as always thank you for feeding my delulu <3 I feel like reader would totally exploit his little kink(?)/ finger sucking thing

ily

ofc babycakes it’s my pleasure !!!

next time you get to suck on his fingers is when you convince him to take you out for ice cream!! he did well on his brit lit exam, so why not celebrate with some sticky sweetness??

you’re sat on the park bench, his muscled thighs brushing your thicker ones as he finishes up the ice cream you suddenly decided you didn’t want anymore.

it’s unseasonable warm today; the sun is beaming on your skin, melting the ice cream faster than dick can catch it with his lips and tongue. you watch as he rambles on, neglecting the poor sweet treat as it dribbles down his fingers.

you nod along as he yaps about current happenings in his fraternity, slowly reaching over his lap to grasp his tanned wrist, closing your lips around the tips of his fingers.

“a-and i-“ he breathes, coming to a flustered stop as you lick the sticky substance from his fingers.

“keep talkin’, dickie,” you murmur, big doe eyes staring up at him with mischief.

his eyelids flutter and a blush steadily creeps over his cheeks as he fully forgets whatever the hell he was talking about.

[hoodzgyal]

hii this is random but i was wondering if youd be okay w me writing smth inspired by your fratverse? specifically your characterization of fratboy!jason ♡

have at it babydoll i j be yappin

[hoodzgyal]

put a pause on everything else bc the fratverse is real and i’m a firm believer in it

[hoodzgyal]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒’𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒

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current aus: #— evie’s fratverse !

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[fablehaven-rulez]

Yess

out of all 3 of the boys, fratverse!dick is def the worst when it comes to being an absolute whore, but they all have their ways of getting girls in their beds.

it makes sense that fratverse!dick is a whore; he’s pretty, rich, and a hell of a smooth talker. out of all three, he’s the most unashamed about keeping girls on retainer, and he has a new plaything every few days. you’re definitely his favorite though; you make him work for it, and he’s seemingly never had to do that before.

fratverse!jason is the seemingly sweet, sensitive one. unfortunately, though, he’s an absolute dog; he’s the type to walk back into your life while you’re having problems with that shitty boyfriend of yours. isn’t your man, but definitely sort of wants to be your man sooooo badly, would goad you into cheating on your little boyfriend if you let him. he has unironically said “she knows where home at,” in reference to you.

fratverse!roy is unabashedly easy. known to be able to talk girls out of their panties with ease; or smoke them out, if the girl he’s fucking with is also a stoner. he’s funny and sweet, the type to chat you up at a party while you’re both 2 cups deep on jungle juice. a couple laughs later and suddenly your legs are spread on his bed.