#( if i experience anymore i'm going to explode jesus christ )

[lostusagis]

( Btw still not over this official art being sent to me this morning )

[alottiegoingon]

bad liar

shauna shipman x fem!reader

summary: the one where you are stressed with your finals but shauna helps you.

warnings: modern days based, characters are aged up and in college, minor cursing, smut MDNI, oral and fingering, soft top!shauna, a tiny drop of praise kink, established relationship, fluff and cute aftercare moment but angsty ending?, too short cause i got lazy, not proofread

spending the rest of your night in bed with your girlfriend wasn't exactly how you planned to end the day. you were never the kind of person who had to study like crazy to get some good grades during school years but ever since you got in college, you realized that things were much harder there.

without a doubt, you were stressed. your desk was a mess, there were books and papers everywhere, and you could barely sleep at night even when shauna was holding you close. you were relying on coffee to survive the week.

"just a few more minutes, okay? i'm almost done, love." your eyes remained attached to your notebook and your hands didn't bother to let go of the pen or fidgeting with the buttons of your dress when you tried to gain a few more minutes from your impatient girlfriend. or hours.

"you said that twice already." shauna let out a frustrated groan, lounging in the big bed behind you.

"i know, i know. but i can't fail that one and it's just for tonight." you noticed how your attempt to persuade her failed when she didn't say a word. she was definitely rolling her eyes or murdering your professor inside her freaky mind.

dating since high school, you had some pretty good experience with her. you were absolutely sure that her silence wasn't a good thing at all. instead of actually talking about what bothered her, shauna had the tendency to shut herself. everything could go from sunshine and rainbows to a passive aggressive shauna in a matter of seconds and she would hold on to all of those unspoken thoughts until they exploded all at once.

"you alright there?" you finally drop your pen and decide to look back over your shoulder, still sitting by your desk covered in sheets of paper, colored pens, a laptop and books.

shauna was at the same position but now, she wasn't looking at you anymore. the ceiling was much more important now that she was doing her best to ignore you.

"yes." she murmured, masking her annoyance under a nonchalant tone. you watch her nose twitching for half a second.

"you know i can tell when you're lying, right? you scrunch your nose just a little when you lie. it’s cute."

"i don't. it just tickles." her nose wrinkled again. you were still trying to decide if you wanted to give her an exasperated glance or smile at how entertaining grumpy shauna was. it never lasted long anyway.

"okay then." you turn back to give your laptop all the attention.

"are you done now?" she gives up after five minutes or so in complete silence.

"nope." you repeat your words from earlier tonight just so shauna could sigh dramatically, loud and clear, to make sure that you were hearing.

that would be a long night.

you stopped hearing your girlfriends clear unhappy noises after a few minutes and you decided to ignore how pissed she probably was to focus on your study. in another words, you were too scared to look back and find her with intimidating eyes that could destroy you and your entire family. you could apologize and make it up to her later with an A glued to your forehead.

eventually you found yourself so focused on the words written in front of you that the rest of the world was practically gone. that until you felt a pair of hands on your knees that automatically made you jump on your chair.

"jesus christ!" you scream, looking down to find shauna on her knees under your desk, right between your legs. it took you a moment to fully recover from how fast your heart was beating.

"try again." she murmured, chin resting on your thigh as she looked up to meet your gaze. very funny.

"what the hell are you doing? i didn't even see you move!"

she ignored you completely. tired of waiting, she lowered her head, pressing her lips to your covered thighs and you feel your body getting tense as you notice what she was trying to do.

"shauna." inside your mind, you definitely scolded her. in reality, your voice was already getting breathy. "i have an entire chapter to finish."

"go on. i'm not stopping you." her mouth doesn't bother to move away from you, causing her words to come out muffled. instead, her hands find their way to your dress and the fabric is slowly pulled up to your upper thighs.

exhaling deeply, your eyes couldn't choose between the book in front of you or the captivating view right under your nose. shauna trailed her way from your knees to your inner thighs with small and wet kisses and it was embarrassing how easily she could press the right buttons and turn you into a wet mess.

among reserved groans, you tried to write new words on your notebook but your brain seemed to have turned into mush. feeling faint, you held the pen still for so long that some ink had gathered on the paper.

"what happened? you were so focused. don't let me interrupt you." shauna mocks you, pleased by your effort to stay unbothered. no matter how her condescending words made you want to reprehend her and push her away, the second she pulled your soaked panties to the side it all disappeared.

"shut up." you squirm, inducing the swivel chair to slightly rotate, eyes fixated on your girlfriend.

you were expecting shauna to be petty and leave you dripping wet by yourself or to tease you some more, but you weren't expecting that.

"gladly." in quick motion, shauna's hands held you by your thighs to pull you closer to her, almost making you fall as you reach the edge of the chair. slouching on your seat, your legs were rapidly spread and the warmth of her tongue finds your throbbing core.

you feel a jolt of pleasure shoot through your body and your hands promptly clasp onto her hair, mouth hanging open to emit a surprised and breathless moan.

unlike you, shauna was fierce and one of her favorite things was to watch you. eyes overflowing with adoration and arousal, she was fascinated by you.

wrapping her lips around your clit, she is gentle while sucking and flicking it with her tongue. the heat was spreading quickly all over your body and you were glad that only a few people were in the building in that saturday night cause the whole room was brimmed with your countless whimpers.

"fuck, shauna..." you cry, pulling your girlfriend's hair and feeling your legs tremble.

shauna notices almost immediately how your hips began to buck against her mouth and how your breaths were becoming more ragged and didn't waste a second to redouble her effort to make you scream her name. sucking harder and running her tongue along your folds along with focusing on your swollen clit, you feel her teeth lightly grazing your sensitive skin, sending shivers down your spine.

"s-so close..." you feel your orgasm building, the pleasure overwhelming you, her hair brushing against your inner thighs as you move against her. shauna seems to sense it too as her movements became more fervent. she had to grip onto your legs tighter to keep them open and fight your urgency to close them when her tongue work grew urgent.

enjoying your whiny mess for a view, shauna let go of one of your legs to play with your entrance just to push two fingers inside of your pussy, feeling you stretch to her touch and moan her name in response.

"you like when my fingers fill you up, don't you?" shauna mutters against your clit, gently nibbling on your sensitive nerve. her hoarse sounding voice made you roll your eyes, and not in a bad way, followed by a smug smirk on her face and an intense gaze locked on you. you nod desperately. with your hips jerking violently against her mouth as you were practically riding her fingers, you sense your body on fire.

you feel the release building within you, every nerve of yours is tingling with anticipation. shauna's fingers were pumping in and out of you faster, curling up when going as deeper. hitting you vigorously, you cry out, back arching and toes curling succeeded by your fingers letting go of her hair to grip the armrests of the chair as you climax.

you can hear her muffled moans and groans against your skin, her lips still firmly around your clit and fingers roughly going in despite you squeezing her out, only stopping when your leg twitching and hip movements began to slow down. her hand was coated in your juices.

"you forgot about that book of yours real quick." shauna chuckles. you wanted to retort her but you were exhausted. panting heavily, you watch her slowly pull her fingers out of you and trace her thumb over your mouth. "open." she muttered, forcing your lower lip down, she slid her fingers inside to meet your tongue. you don't hesitate to do what she wanted you to, wanting to please her.

sweeping her wet fingers with your tongue and tasting yourself, you swallow all of it while your starry eyes pierced her.

"good job, baby." shauna grins, carefully sliding her fingers out. it takes you a while to adjust yourself to the absence of her. she pushes your chair back just to get enough space to stand on her feet, ignoring her sore legs, and kisses the top of your head. "come on, let's go to bed. i promise i'll help you study tomorrow, okay?" she suggests, right hand finding your head to caress your hair in circles.

you were quite sure that she would do the absolute same thing tomorrow, getting grumpy and impatient and let it all out when fucking you, but you didn't care.

barely being capable of standing up, shauna holds you to help you on your way to bed. lying on your sides, facing each other, she pulls you closer to her body and wraps her arm around your waist.

"thank you. i love you." you whisper to her, giving the tip of her nose a sloppy and sweet kiss. you watch her lips curl into a radiant smile.

"i love you too." she echoes you, leaning closer to fill your face with pecks in between some soft giggles, stopping at your lips to properly kiss you. “goodnight”.

you fell asleep with your face stuck to shauna's neck, nestled against her comfort. nothing could bother you.

well, except for the loud buzz of your girlfriend's phone.

"who's texting you at this time?" your husky voice resounds in her ears, slightly scared by the unexpected noise, head still hidden.

shauna let go of you briefly to turn half of her body to the opposite side and face the bedside table just to take a quick look at her phone, responsible for brightening half of the bedroom.

"it's just van sending pictures of the party she went to with tai." shauna whispered, nose slightly twitching up as she muted notifications. before she could turn around to face you, another message was displayed on the screen.

JACKIE: I had a great time last night. see you tomorrow? ;)

[mpregstory]

NICOLAS and PETE the Prequel

Nicolas slammed the door behind him. “Pete! Help me get home." Pete himself came around the corner a few seconds later and was first shaken by a huge belly. "Oh man, you have to explode!“ "Let me kiss you, my boyfriend" The two experience a passionate French kiss. "Please help me to put my clothes off. The best thing you can do is bring my sweatpants. I need space, babe!" Pete immediately goes to the closet and says "Yes, I can well imagine that!" Nicolas let himself be lowered on the couch and spread his legs free. "Oh yes! that feels liberating!" Pete sat down next to Nicolas and rested his head on the free belly and circled the lower stomach area with his left hand. "And? how was work?"

Nicolas lay his head back so that one could see his Adam's apple clearly. "Oh dear! It was really exhausting. After a certain period of time, there should be real vacation during pregnancy. Stupid that only women have a plus point. Men are strong and don't need that! Even after the break, I continued to show signs of the impending birth. Contractions and something like that. But it has settled down so far. I was lucky again." Pete looked him in the eye and was upset. "My poor boyfriend. You work so hard. We have to see whether the contractions come back and whether you will continue to work for the next few days. we're already over the due date. for two days to be exact.“ Nicolas also grabbed his own abdomen. “Gosh yes you are right. Pete, can you rub your heavily pregnant boyfriend's huge BabyBelly? He has severe strains." Pete did this right away and after a few minutes the whole baby bump was shiny. Nicolas was unfortunately still plagued by braxton hicks. “I'm slowly feeling the pressure of the amniotic sac. That's supposed to happen with extreme water brokes. First you should feel a strong pressure and then the Water Broke and explode in contrast to a high Water Broke. So much more amniotic fluid should leak out.“ Petes hand slips worriedly into Nicolas' intime body part. “So everything is still completely dry. But if you can already feel this pressure a little that can be a strong sign of an upcoming birth. So you should decide now whether we are going to the hospital or whether we are planning a home birth. I'll do what you want, babe." Nicolas stretched out his legs “Oh Yes...Ouch. Yes, I want to stay at home. We are all in peace here. I don't feel like the stress on the way to the hospital. Besides, we don't even know if there will be a bir...Ouch! Jesus that one stretched painfully!“

Pete got up and got some towels in case of an emergency. “Pete! Please do your pregnant boyfriend a favor and bring a non-alcoholic beer! I need this now." Pete did him this favor and watched as he emptied the bottle in a few gulps. "Do you want to keep your sweatpants on?" Nicolas looked up carefully and stood up and leaned against Pete for a moment. "I'll keep them on as long as we don't know if it's serious at all" Nicolas straightened up again and let go of Pete. Then he took a few steps to the window front and then pulled back in a little. The pane of glass served as a support. The overzised sweatpants in dark gray fluttered with his movements and Pete stood behind Nicolas. He clutched Nicolas and his bulge and stomach pressed against Nicolas's back body. Pete's hands cupped the lower abdomen. “I'll help you, Nicolas. Tell me how I can help you and I'll do it. You are strong and you can do it all.“ Nicolas contraction came to an end again and he could easily turn around so that the two bodies faced each other. Then the two kissed again and their stomachs pressed together. “The pressure is coming again...ouch! It seems as if my amniotic sac is about to give up.“ Pete crouched down at eye level with Nicolas Huge BabyBelly and started talking to the body. "Hey Belly. The time has come, but you don't have to give up yet. Be a little strong and hold on. If not, that's not bad either." The words calm Nicolas and this made a great way that the stomach and the amniotic sac relaxed. "Yes pete. Well done. The pressure has gone. Maybe we got a little more time after all. ”Nicolas slowly set off again and sank back down on the couch. Pete followed him, too, but took off his clothes down to his underpants. “It's really warm here and I will die otherwise. phew!“ Nicolas calms down and examined Pete as he sat sexy on the couch. "I love your body, pete" slip out of him. "Nicolas, your huge belly ensures that I want to fuck you 24/7!" Nicolas laughed. "Oh man, I feel that! The hormones turn me into a sex bomb!“ They both laughed, but then Nicolas grimaced again and closed his mouth. "Jesus Christ! That pressure! Ouch!!!“ Nicolas breathed a sigh of relief when his pants turned damp and darker. “The Water Broke! The pressure is gone.“ Pete was totally surprised because he hadn't expected it anymore. Then he took off Nicolas's pants and had a clear view of his cervix. "Okey. Your contractions have made you really wide open. So I think you can start pushing now.” Said and done. "Fuck! The baby is sinking! Can you see the head?!!“ Pete kept an eye out and when the time came he actively helped Nicolas with the clenching and the delivery of the child. "It's a boy!" Cried Pete and Nico was nervously overwhelmed and exhausted. They called him Dylan. Nobody could think that Dylan would later have a spectacular pregnancy and a dramatic birth! ———

You can read Dylans story here

[anellope]

What about R + E with Eddie for the alphabet prompts? 1. I'm a sap 2. I think the two prompts fit togheter Grazie in anticipo, nel caso❤️🍒

Ahhh scusa il ritardo, ho avuto un periodo di blocco assurdo e ne sto uscendo a fatica, spero per lo meno che la storia ti piaccia!!

I’m sorry it's a little long, the fucking “more under the cut” doesn't work this lovely night.

''Richard Tozier, I told you to turn down the music!"

"Can't be done, Eds, they are The Apostles! Not listening to them on full volume is an act against nature!"

"You are the act against nature!"

"That doesn't even make sense!"

Stan couldn't stand it anymore and finally turned off the radio, dropping silence between the two quarrels.

"I drive, I decide the music." he stated, still looking at the road "And my favorite song is composed of 7 minutes of absolute silence. So both of you shut the fuck up."

Richie let himself fell down into his seat, bittered “Only Queen can have a 7 minute long song and look cool."

"Plus the car is not yours, it's your father's old one, and he lent it to you ‘cause Bev is the only female in the group and he’s happy we still wanna see her even if she lives 1 hour distant from us." Eddie commented from the back seat, lacing his arms to his chest.

"Mr. Uris fears I can attack you The Homo." Richie muttered, frowning, bringing his arms behind his head. Eddie, who wasn't out to the city against his own will like him, laid a hand on his shoulder, comforting and making him smile sweetly.

"Fucking whatever, guys. The 7 minutes haven't passed yet." Stan snorted, forcing himself to keep his eyes on the road and not lift them to the sky.

"These are the worst 7 minutes in heaven of histo-" the raven boy began to say when the car stopped abruptly.

"Oh Jesus Fucking Christ." Stan commented, his eyes wide with terror.

"Can you tell that, being Jewish?"

"Beep beep, Richie!"

"Why, I did everything right!" Stan complained, putting his hands in his hair. He tried to start it again by turning the keys, but the car, after a few terrifying mumbles, stopped again.

"Is this smell of burning?" Richie asked, looking at Eddie for confirmation, who in fact advised the other not to try again before he broke the car. Stan was about to scream. 

"I'm screwed, dead, my father will chop me when we get back. IF we come back since the fucking car doesn't start and we're stuck in the middle of fucking nowhere!"

Then, after some last scary sounds, Stan suddenly straightened up, observing Richie in the face as if awakened.

"Your father took you on a fast course, didn't he? One of those father and son things, right? "

Richie shrugged "Dude, I wasn't even paying attention most of the time, and this car is older than Eddie’s mom! I don't even know where the engine is!" He said, denying with his head.

"In the hood, retard." Eddie commented before Richie threw him an angry slap on his head, Eddie did the same.

Stan, on the other hand, was desperate "Please, try to take a look, you're the only one here who has a minimum of experience, please Rich..."

Richie looked at him for a few seconds, then sighed "I'll try, dude, but really, I wouldn't want to mess that thing more, I know how your father is." And, without another word, he opened the door, lifting the hood of the car, closely followed by Stan, who looked more and more like a little lost dog. Eddie instead headed for the trunk.

"Well?" Asked the Jew, hopefully.

"Well..." Richie commented, observing what was in front of him "The smell of burning comes from here... and... Uhm... I am pretty sure that this is the engine."

“So?“ he tried again, Richie looked at him with a silly smile “So we’re screwed.”

After a moment of silence, Stan put his hand to his face "I'm dead meat."

"It’s the radiator." Eddie said, approaching them and rummaging in his backpack.

"What?" Richie asked, watching the other boy open his canteen and approach the hood of the car.

Under the bewildered eyes of both of them, Eddie poured half of the canteen into one of the many tubes, Stan squeaked scared, leaping to stop him "Eddie what are you doing!?" 

Eddie looked at him in confusion "It's an old car. Sometimes old cars need water in the radiator and I know this is the case for the burning smell that it started to make when you started the engine again.” He finished, closing his canteen and crouching on the ground for put it back in his backpack.

Then he raised his nose to the other two, standing up to watch him "Well? Someone with a driver's license wants to go and turn it on or not?”

Stan ran towards the steering wheel as fast as he could, turning the keys and rejoicing when he saw that the car was starting “Thanks fuck!"

"Dude!" Richie exploded, with an adoring expression on his face, taking him by the shoulders “My boyfriend is a fucking mechanic! So good, so good!” He sang, leaving him a quick kiss on the cheek; Eddie smiled victorious, blushing just for the compliments he received.

"But how did you know?" Stan asked him, a broad smile on his face making it bright. Eddie shrugged his shoulders, still smiling proudly, sitting down and noting that Richie had followed him instead of going in the front like before "I like cars, I'm also subscribed to a magazine, but I get it from Bill, so my mom doesn't find out.”

Richie threw himself on him again, hugging him like a teddy bear and continuing to fill him with compliments while the two friends talked.

"A skilled mechanic, so smart!"

"He kicked my ass, he knows how to fix cars!"

"Even I didn't see that coming, luckily you were with us, dude." Stan commented, receiving a further embarrassed and proud smile in response.

"You’re so cool, Edieeeee"

"Beep beep, lovebird!"

"You're just jealous of my great, cute boyfriend, Stan the man!"

"I fucking hate you both, guys," Eddie commented, lovingly stroking Richie's hair.

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