#Camila Ortega

[shesthespinstersimmer]

The caper (1)

Previous / Next / Beginning

BABS: What? Why are you looking at me like that?

TURK: We're not hanging, are we? What are you up to?

BABS: Come on - you said we never hang anymore.

TURK: I did say that. So your plan is for us to "hang" in front of this club all night? Just tell me the truth, Babs.

BABS: Okay. Remember that cop Lo told us about?

TURK: The one she said has something on her Unc?

BABS: One in the same. I know Lo wasn't telling us everything, so I did a little digging.

TURK:

Lo's gonna kick your ass. If she wanted us to know more, she would've told us.

Oh no. What did you find?

BABS:

I did some checking. That led me to the correctional facility, which lead me to a guard who spilled the tea.

Apparently, whatever she's got, she's busting it open for Unc as payment.

TURK: That doesn't make sense. Lo's Unc loves her family.

BABS:

Exactly. So you know it has to be something big.

And guess who likes to get drunk on her nights off and is in there right now, knocking them back?

TURK: Tell me you set up some cameras.

BABS: Even better. I was thinking of us doing a caper - you know, like the old days?

TURK: Hold on. I don't know about that.

BABS: Come onnnnnn! I have all the receipts; we could nip this thing in the bud.

TURK: And lose our jobs. That is, if Lo doesn't kill us first.

BABS: You know what they say - it's better to ask for forgiveness than permission. Come on... pleeeeeease??

( Turk & Babs , curtesy of @cinamun ‘s Cinnaverse 🎩 )

[glassydiatom]

SAINT MANUEL'S SPIRIT AND EXORCIST

[thegirlstuff]

like if you save!!!! ♥︎

[sorrowedpickle]

Pickles Masterlist

What I write: fluff and smut, series, thoughts, imagines, drabbles, HC’s

No: male readers (so don ask), incest (list will be continued as time goes on as I find many Icks along the way), minors or men they will be blocked

Request: open, please talk to me I have no friends.

About me: I like pickles and the color green but they don’t have emerald green font on here so everything sucks. I am twenty years old and I work at a hospital as a CNA and am working on getting my RN as we speak. I’m a slut for @makncheese12, she’s my baby girl and I want her to wrap her hands around my throat. If you want to know anything else just ask babes.

Characters/people I write: Wednesday Addams, Lorraine Day, Jenna Ortega, Tara Carpenter, Vada Cavell and Camila Montes. No more so please don’t ask

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Wednesday Addams-

Messy (NSFW)

Breathless (NSFW)

Of the fittest (NSFW)

Jenna Ortega-

Lock it (NSFW)

Soft (NSFW)

In my arms

Lorraine Day-

Good Mornin’ (NSFW)

Amber Freeman-

Tara Carpenter-

Best-friends (NSFW)

Ain’t my fault (NSFW)

Vada Cavell-

High and Low (NSFW)

[bobbin-buckley]

[deep-fried-egg]

Don't be a brat.

This includes: brat taming, g!p vada, Dom!vada, top! Vada, sub! R, bottom! R, fem! R, spanking, Vada cumming inside

SMUT BELOW THE CUT, MINORS DNI

"Yeah y/n. Juice wrld is 100x better than sublime." Vada said as she mindlessly scrolled through Instagram . She was sitting on the couch, feet up and legs stretched out.

"Have you even heard sublime?" Y/n asked Vada who only shrugged. "It sounds like someone just wants to be a pain in the ass. Who listens to juice wrld anyway?"

"The people that have a brain, that's who." Vada retorted back, then continued scrolling through her feed. "What do you know about people that have brains." Y/n mumbled under her breath.

"What was that?" Vada said with narrowed eyes. "Nothing, don't worry about it." Y/n answered, knowing that it would only annoy Vada further.

"That didn't sound like nothing." Vada set her phone down "If you wanna be a fucking brat I might have to fuck the attitude out of you."

"You won't," Y/n replied flatly, but didn't look up from her lap.

"Oh yeah?" Vada got off the couch and stood directly over Y/n. "Is that a dare or what?" Before Y/n could respond, Vada leaned over and gave Y/n a kiss. Y/n tensed, ready for the other girl to push her down, but instead she felt arms wrap around her waist and pull them closer. Y/n felt Vada's hand move from her hip to her ass, squeezing and massaging the area while their lips remained locked together.

"Vads... Just get to it already." Y/n said between kisses when Vada started to nip at Y/n's lower lip, eliciting a whimper of pleasure from her girlfriend."I don't like your tone, Y/n." Vada whispered in Y/n's ear before pressing another kiss against her neck. Y/n shuddered when Vada started sucking hard on her pulse point

The brunette girl moved her hands from Y/n's ass to her thighs where she pulled y/n into a tighter embrace. When Y/n let out a small gasp of air Vada took the opportunity to slide her tongue into Y/n's mouth. Y/n moaned at the sensation, allowing Vada to deepen the kiss.

"lay down on my lap brat." Vada commanded as she sat down next to me. Of course, I obliged. Immediately I did as told

Vada squeezed my ass before quickly pulling how my pants and panties so my bare ass is facing her.

"I'll only give you ten for today, but if you pull this shit ever again I'll double it." Vada threatened before giving you a harsh smack then a gentle rub.

"One." I can already feel myself getting wet...

"Two." somehow this slap was even harder than the first one, but it came with a quiet "sorry"

"Three..." This was the softest spank she's given me so far, I'm surprised she hasn't asked me if I'm still okay with this-

"Is this still okay?" Nevermind. I give Vada a quick nod before flinching from another smack.

"Four."

"Five? Yeah five." I softly smile at the fact that she forgot the number she's at.

"Six." At this point my arousal is spreading to my thighs.

"Seven, can I continue?" She asks again.

"Yes, vada it's fine now stop aski-" I get cut off by a hard smack.

"Eight." She said louder than the other numbers.

"Nine."

"Nine and a half..."

"And ten."

At this point I am dripping onto her shorts, it's fucking embarrassing that pain turns me on this much. To be honest it's not only the pain it's the fact that I can feel her hard cock pressing into me as well.

"fuck I bet you're so wet for me that I don't need to use lube..." Vada inches her hand closer and closer to my center.

"I'm not wet at all." I managed to get out right when she was about to touch my heat.

"let's see if you're lying or not even though I already know you are." Vada ran her fingers through my center and came up with an embarrassing amount of slick.

"I knew it."

"come back up on the couch. Face down, ass up." This time I did get on the couch but I didn't get into the position she wanted me in. Instead I just laid down on my back.

"Did you hear what I asked? I said face down ass up." Vada said but I didn't budge.

"Do you just want to be punished?" I still did not move.

"Move."

I realize that she wont fuck me unless I'm in that position so I gave up trying and finally moved.

"you know I'm gonna have to punish you again for that?" Vada said while rubbing the tip of her cock against my clit... I didn't even realize she took her shorts off.

"Vada..." I tried to say an entire sentence but apparently I'm not allowed to talk anymore.

"Nope. Be quiet slut." I feel vada completely pull away which causes me to whine into the cushion Vada is pressing my face into.

"Oh do you want me inside?" I nodded into the cushion but that wasn't good enough.

"Actually, you can talk... So use your words."

"Yes... please I want you so fucking bad Vada." I reached behind me trying to find her cock but she slapped my hand away and she grabbed it herself.

"No touching, got it?" With that, Vada slid her dick inside me causing me to groan loudly. I couldn't help but squirm and let out a loud moan.

"Fuck you're tight." Her fingers dug into my hips as she thrust faster and deeper into me.

"Vada...." I said again and this time she stopped moving and looked up at me. She gave me a devilish smile. "Say my name again." I swallowed thickly and looked into her eyes. "Vada...please..." This time, it sounded more like a whimper. The brunette smirked and kept fucking me.

"Where did all your brattiness go? You were arguing with me a couple of minutes ago." Vada teased before giving me one particularly rough thrust, this time causing me to moan. I clenched my teeth shut and bit my bottom lip to stifle any other noises I could make. "I like your feisty side babe, I hope you keep being a little fucking brat long enough for us to work through your bitchiness." Vada chuckled darkly as she slowly moved her hips forward causing me to tighten around her dick. She stopped and waited for a few seconds then went back to thrusting inside of me. I moaned as she began to pick up speed, thrusting harder each time. I was panting heavily, sweat forming on my forehead.

"Are you going to behave now?" Vada said, a smug smirk adorning her features.

"Uh huh." I said quietly, breathing heavily. "Good girl." she purred. As Vada continued to pump her dick into me until I neared my release... but instead of letting me cum Vada immediately pulled out.

"What the fuck?" I hissed angrily, just wanting her to make me cum as soon as possible.

"Don't complain brat. You know why I'm not letting you cum yet" Vada replied nonchalantly.

"Why?"

"Because you need to learn some manners."

"I didn't even do anything this time!" I snapped, annoyed.

"Stop talking. You're lucky I'm too horny to stop fucking you right now..." Vada said as she slammed her body back into mine before picking up her pace once again, this time leaving no space between us. My whole body shook as my nails dug harshly into the couch cushions.

"Please..." I whined in desperation as Vada increased the speed of her stroke. "Please." My voice was becoming hoarse and the pressure building up inside me became unbearable.

"Apologize for being such a fucking brat earlier."

"Sorry... for being a brat." I mumbled as tears gathered in my eyes from how uncomfortable being kept on the edge of an orgasm is. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." I continued to apologize over and over again as she sped up even more, causing me to cum all over her cock. Vada was about to cum as well and I could feel her tense up, I knew it was coming...

A low growl came out of Vada's throat as she pounded into me roughly and cumming deep inside of me. Vada slowly pulled out and moved away from me so I could finally lie on my back. My eyes met hers as we both breathed heavily, I ran my hand down her chest gently caressing it while she placed lazy kisses down my neck.

"You know I don't actually think you're a brat or a whore right?" Vada questioned, bringing our foreheads together.

"I know." I sighed contently as she continued to place soft butterfly kisses across my face.

" I wouldn't have gotten my way if you weren't so obedient... you're the perfect little sub, don't ever forget that." Vada whispered in my ear before kissing me deeply.

[alyyybrooke]

allure

camila montes x fem!reader

horror movie date with Camila

Warnings: little bit of gore, making out

Word Count: 1.5k

A knock at the door startled you. You put down your mascara wand and double checked yourself in the mirror. Perfect. Your hair cascaded in loose curls over your chosen outfit: A crop top and some baggy jeans. It was cute and casual.

"Coming!" you called to the door and rushed to answer it.

You swung open the door and blushed at the sight of her. She had a navy blue crewneck over a white tee, accompanied with baggy jeans. Her fuschia streaks shone brightly against her brunette hair. In her hand was a beautiful bouquet of red carnations, your favorite flower.

"Didn't expect you to be such a romantic, Camila," you smirked, taking the flowers.

"Yeah well...gotta woo you somehow. You look super hot by the way." You flushed at her compliment, heat rushing to your face.

"Says you," you replied with a smile.

"Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah one sec, lemme just grab my wallet."

When you returned, Camila grabbed your hand and led you to her car, where she opened the door for you.

"Such a gentleman," you teased. She rolled her eyes playfully and got into the driver's seat. As she started the engine she noticed your lack of a jacket.

"Aren't you gonna be cold?" she asked worriedly. You loved how much she cared for you. Even just simple things like this.

"Well luckily chivalry apparently isn't dead, so I can just wear yours," you said happily, poking her cheek in delight.

She laughed and shook her head, then started the drive to the movie theater. You had begrudgingly agreed on a horror movie for your second date, though it took a lot of convincing on Camila's part. You didn't even know what it was called, since frankly, you didn't care. All you wanted was to spend time with Camila. If that meant watching people get brutally murdered on a huge screen, so be it.

Upon arrival she opened the door for you once again, taking your hand as you walked out.

"Okay, Casanova, let's go."

She put her arm around you and kissed your cheek.

"You smell good," she mumbled. Once more, she made you blush.

You two bought your tickets and popcorn and went to find your seats. Previews for other movies were already playing, and you started to get a little nervous. Even the trailers were a little frightening.

"Cami, I'm scared," you sighed, not missing her little smile at the nickname.

"Don't worry baby, I'll protect you." She winked and dragged you down into your seat.

"Ugh I never should have agreed to this."

You grumpily munched on popcorn as the movie began. And right you were, you never should have agreed to this. Within the first thirty minutes, an eye was stabbed and an arm was twisted and ripped off. You yelped and jumped with every new kill. Camila was enjoying this thoroughly, giggling whenever you got scared.

"You wanna come sit with me?" she asked playfully, wiggling her eyebrows.

You quickly nodded and slipped into the little empty space beside her, your leg resting on top of hers. She snaked her arms around your waist and kissed your shoulder. Her affections made your heartbeat rise, and the warmth of her kisses lit your body aflame. Soon enough another character was butchered, the woman's throat getting slit open. You jumped in Camila's arms, and she pulled you closer to her, trying to ease your worries.

"Relax. I'm here," she whispered in your ear. Though she loved to tease you, sometimes you forget how sweet Camila could be.

Throughout the whole movie, you only melted closer into Camila's embrace. By the end of the film, you were completely on top of her, your back facing the screen. Only when it finally ended, you pulled away. The lights came back on, and the other people in the theater began to file out.

You noticed Camila's raised eyebrows, and yours furrowed in confusion. She glanced down at your lap and you realized the compromising position you were in. Your legs were straddling her lap, and her hands still haven't left your waist. Clearing your throat nervously, you rapidly removed yourself from her body.

When you left the theater an immediate chill ran up your spine. Camila noticed and began to remove her sweatshirt, shaking her head in amusement. The garment was soft and warm, and smelled just like her. You snuggled into it, causing another smirk to spread across Camila's face.

"So...did you like the movie?" she asked playfully.

"Yep. So good," you grumbled sarcastically, tugging her closer when you remembered the morbid gore of the movie. "Did you like it?"

"Yeah it was alright, but I've seen better," she replied. "I did enjoy having you on my lap though," she added.

Heat rose in your cheeks once more. Camila was gonna be the death of you if she kept shamelessly flirting like this. You giggled and leaned up, pressing your lips to her cheek. (ik jenna's like 5'1 but camila gives tall vibes so jus roll w it if ur taller than her)

You two just slowly walked back to the car, enjoying the company of each other and the playful banter. You've only known Camila for a few months, but you already feel like you've known her forever. She made you feel safe, and happy. People warned you about her, saying that she'd only date you for a fuck, then leave you high and dry. But they were all wrong. Camila was sweet and effortlessly funny, and it was clear that she cared about you.

As she drove you home, you talked and talked, laughing at all her jokes. The horrible images of the movie quickly washed away, Camila easing away all of the fear. Her hand found its way to yours, the other firmly gripped on the steering wheel. Something so simple as this was insanely attractive. Everything about her was so enticing. Her hair, her style, her effortless confidence. She was a drug and you were willingly addicted.

"See something you like?" Her voice broke you from your trance. The smug grin was back. You quickly averted your eyes, trying to focus on something other than the girl beside you. She chuckled and squeezed your hand softly. "It's okay. You know I don't mind."

She pulled up to your house and stopped the car at the curb. The date had reached its end. But, you didn't want it to. You wanted to stay with her, go wherever, it really didn't matter. You just wanted, needed to be with her.

"Do you want me to walk you?" she asked, curious as to why you haven't opened the door yet.

You met her gaze and swallowed nervously. Unintentionally, you quickly glanced at her lips. You unconsciously bit your lip, ideas of kissing her flooding your brain. You tried to ignore them, tried to push them away, it was only your second date after all, but the thoughts stubbornly stayed put. You gulped nervously and shook yourself from the enchanting spell she had you under.

"No, I'm okay." You smiled and leaned over the console, kissing her cheek once more. "This was fun, but next time I'm picking the date."

You opened the car door and began to step out, but her hand on your wrist stopped you. She yanked you back into the seat and leaned into you. Her hot breath fanned over your face, her eyes completely locked on your lips. She stopped right before they touched, and your breath hitched at the close proximity.

"Can I kiss you baby?" she husked.

Any and all rational thoughts flew out the window. You nodded fervently and she firmly pressed her lips against yours. You sighed in pleasure at the awaited contact.

She pulled away in hesitation, silently asking if you wanted to take it further. You wordlessly climbed over her lap, and straddled her, aggressively kissing her once more. Her tongue expertly traced your bottom lip, before softly entering your mouth. Your tongue sensually grazed hers, and you moaned quietly at her touch. Her hands gripped your waist tightly, one sliding up to tug your hair. Her lips moved to your neck, and you tilted your head to give her more access. The pleasure was intoxicating, groans of enjoyment escaping your lips.

"Eres tan hermosa, mi amor," she mumbled against your neck.

Her hands liften your shirt and slid underneath, rubbing your back and moving towards your bra. You tensed at the movement and pulled away from her lips.

"Uhm, Cami? I'm loving this right now, but I don't think I'm ready for sex yet," you said softly, avoiding her eyes.

She grabbed your chin with her fingers and forced you to look at her. Her thumb traced circles over your cheek.

"Hey, it's okay. I won't pressure you into anything," she said earnestly.

You mentally swooned. Everyone was so wrong about her. You rested your forehead against hers and pecked her lips.

"Do you wanna stay the night?" you asked softly, your eyes never leaving hers.

She smiled and laughed, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you close. She kissed your cheek and you melted into her.

"I'd love to."

[stuckinapatriarchalbullshitland]

TasteHilarious

I'll start by warning you that this post contains Showmila material, if you want to see it it's at your own risk and this is for entertainment purposes only.

I've never laughed so hard at a PR circus before today. I'm not a Sabrina Carpenter fan, but I do like some of her songs, (the ones about her PR with Barry) but this new release has been interesting, not only because of the song itself, but because of the MV and who stars in the MV.

Sabrina chose Jenna Ortega. A curious choice beyond the fact that both are Disney girls and know each other. We all know that nothing in the industry is random or by chance. And even less so, the rumors that say that some of Sabrina's songs are for Shawn and Camila.

Why Jenna and not someone else? An example:

The similarity between Jenna and Camila is really curious and you can understand why Sabrina did choose Jenna for her new MV. But that's not the only thing interesting:

Camila doesn't have a shotgun but it's practically the same scene. Showmila content below

Seriously Sabrina? 🤣🤣. I can't get mad at this... it's too hilarious. And the best part

I really forget that actually kissed a brunette when she was a blonde one.

I wonder if this means something

Even the the t-shirt. You can't tell me isn't about him.... and the last part, the girls talking ABOUT HIM...

We all know that...

Besides the milkshakes. We all know Showmila used to go around the block with coffee mugs in their hands.

_

I don't know what to feel, folks.

What I still find funny is how they come up with crazy stories to promote music. With this Sabrina video, not only has she been trending on social media all day, but so has Camila, Shawn, and Jenna. I even read a tweet that said: No Sabrina outing Camila through Jenna. And like I said, I can't be bothered with this because it's free promotion for everyone involved and that's what matters in the fucking industry, that people don't forget you and keep talking about you even if it's not for good.

Enjoy the music

[hopelesslyromanticgay]

An Americano Please? PT. 1

Word count: about 500 words Summary: Jenna wants a coffee, Y/N is the only barista at her cafe who speaks English.

A/N: Italicized text within quotation marks means whoever is speaking is talking in Romanian.

Y/N's POV:

Sleep. Eat. Brew Coffee. Repeat.

That was all my life was. Sometimes I would deviate from this schedule, going on dates, seeing a new movie, making or spending time with friends, but normally my day had the same four steps. Little did I know this was all about to change.

Let me be clear, I didn't mind the simplicity. It's a small town that I live in, located in Zamora district of Bușteni, Romania. The only reason for new people to come by is the occasional visit to Cantacuzino Castle. I like that it's quiet here.

It's a Sunday morning, I'm enjoying the gentle breeze as I'm walking to work.  The vibrant Autumn leaves swaying with the wind. Eight O'clock and the town is just beginning to wake up.

The bell attached to the door rings loudly when I enter the workplace. Immediately the warm slightly scents of coffee, cinnamon, and baked goods waft through the brisk autumn air.

The Café is bustling with activity when I get there. It's the morning, and civilians want their coffee.

"Morning, L/N," my boss greets me, "put on an apron and get to work."

I swiftly don the apron and take my colleague John's spot at the counter.

People swarm to the register, ordering everything from drip coffee to cortados, lattes, and iced dirty chais.

Every shift here is pretty similar. Romanian's not my first language, but I'd say I feel confident in my ability to communicate with it.

I must have served a hundred customers before anything even slightly noteworthy starts happening.

The bell softly jingles and someone I've never seen before comes through the door. She's shorter than the average customer. I can't get a good look at her face before yet another customer asking for a drip coffee or something.

"L/N, this one's for you," my coworker gestures to the girl I saw come in earlier, "good thing ya know English."

Well, I can't argue with that. I wave the girl over to me

"Hey, welcome to the Café, my name's Y/N. What can I get for ya today?" it's not that I catch my first good glimpse at the girl. She has long black hair, clearly darkened by dye, with wispy bangs lightly caressing her freckled face.

"Hi, I'm Jenna, nice to meet you," she replies with a distinctly American accent, "what do you recommend?"

I stop to think, cracking a smile.

"Well, I'd have to say. I think an Americano would go great with your... American-ness," I laugh.

She giggles, "what gave it away? The not knowing Romanian, or the accent."

"Does it really matter?" I chuckle, "anyhow, what do you usually order at a coffee shop?"

"I'll just take a cold brew, no milk or sugar."

"One cold brew coming right up," I smile, going over to the ice machine, filling the cup with ice and then cold brew.

"Thank you so much," she smiles sweetly.

"I'm here every morning if you ever need someone to take your order," I reply.

"I might just take you up on that," she smirks, walking off with her cold brew after paying.

This was my most interesting shift so far this past week.

Little did I know, this would not be the last interesting shift I'd end up having.

[czalzver]

7 minutes in heaven

a/n: repost since i have to..

warnings: slight smut, mentions of drinking

pairing: ellie alves x fem!reader

summary: in which you get "alone" time with ellie.

word count: 0.8k

You got invited to a party, it was a story above from your dorm, so you decided to relax for a bit before actually going to the party. Once you were ready to start going to the party. Your roommate burst through the door "Hurry up, the party already started!" Your roommate said to you. "Also guess who is there."

You looked at her rolling your eyes and turning back to the mirror touching up your make up a bit. "Who is it?"

"Ellie Alves."

Your eyes widen, "Well what are we waiting for? Lets go!" You grabbed your bag and rushed out the room.

You got on the elevator, waiting for the elevator to reach the floor. Once it did you got out and knocked on the door, waiting.

"Yoo, you made it!" The guy said.

"Yeah, whatever." You grumbled.

You walked past him into the kitchen, the smell of alcohol filling in your nose. You grabbed a drink from the bowl. Asking the person, "What's in this?"

The other person said, "Pure fuel." They smiled and handed you the drink.

You leaned your back on the wall drinking your drink sip by sip.

"Not a big fan of party's?"

You looked over to see, Ellie. Oh my god, she looked so hot. She was wearing a black tee with a blue plaid sweater wrapped around her waist, black ripped jeans, with converse. The style she has..

Your face was a tinted pink, "I expected it to be more fun."

"YO, WE— PLAYING 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN, COME ON AND JOIN." He burped mid through the the sentence.

"Ooh! Come on let's go play, maybe this'll make your night more fun!" She interlocked her hand with yours, dragging you along.

You all sat down in a circle, Ellie across from you.

"WE ALL READY?"

They all yelled, "YEAH!"

The guy set an empty beer bottle, spinning it.. A couple of seconds, it landed on you. Fuck.

You looked around the run, Ellie catching your eye. You looked back at the bottle. "Okay, let's see who goes with y/n!"

The guy spinned it.. A couple of seconds.. And— Ellie..? Holy fucking shit! A closet for seven minutes, and it's a sex fucking game.

"Okay lovebirds, go in the closet!" They pushed you not in the closet.

You stood there opposite of each other, for a couple of minutes, silence filling in the air. Until Ellie broke it, "So do we just, kiss and see what happens?" You looked at her, "Yeah, I guess?" You both looked at each other beginning to lean in. Your lips both smashed together, you continued to make out, Ellie bit your bottom lip try and gain access. You opened your parted your lips, and she took the chance. After she got what she wanted. Dominance. She put your hand on your stomach, going lower and lower. She reached your jeans—

"Times up!"

You guys quickly got out of closet. You had the brightest smile in your face, with a deep red flush. You guys went to your seats, and they spines the bottle. You got up going to the bathroom. To try and rid of the weird feeling in your stomach. What you didn't know was Ellie followed you just seconds before.

You heard a knock on the door, " Occupied!" you said to the other person. "Y/n? Can I come in?" Once you heard the voice, you immediately opened the door.

"Hey." Ellie said to you.

"Hi." You smiled at her, opening it wider for her to come in. You stood there waiting for something to happen.

She smiled at you and leaned in, you leaned in with her meeting in the middle. You both made out, she put your hand down your pants, into your panties (I don't know which word to use..)

"Shit.." You breathed out a low moan coming out.

Just as she was about to insert a finger—

"Open up! It's an emergency!"

You guys pulled away and opened the door, stepping out. The person rushed inside and slammed it shut.

"I should get back to my apartment." You said.

"Yeah.."

"I'll see you sometime?"

"Yeah, give me your phone." She put her hand out.

"Why?" You put your hand in your back pocket, grabbing your phone.

"So I can give you my number."

She took your phone and put her number in.

You smiled and took your phone back, "Thank you." You put your hand on her cheek and kissed her, pulling away.

You checked the name she put.

My love<3

She smiled at you, beginning to leave before looking over her shoulder.

"Goodnight y/n."

"Goodnight, Ellie."

She left, with a smile on your face. The best party you could've came to.

[shesthespinstersimmer]

The caper (4)

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DET. ORTEGA: Oh, y'all wanna play? I can look you up too - you better hope I don't find anything.

BABS: All I have to do is click "send"; after that, it won't matter what you do.

DET. ORTEGA: What do you want?

BABS: Know this - should you feel the need to keep destroying families, I'll feel the need to send my receipts to Judith Ward and Sumner Monahan, as well as the Honorable Sabrina Brussard.

TURK: Not for nothing, but maybe you should take your little freakum dress and find someone who's actually available before you lose your career.

BABS: By the way, I have that CO's number on speed dial. Have a good night, now.

( Det. Ortega leaves, dejected )

( To Turk: )

What are you doing?

TURK:

Trying to call Lo; best to get ahead of this and get it over with.

Voicemail. You know my nerves, Babs.

BABS:

We're fine. Don't worry. At worst, she'll be irritated for a second, then forgive us.

Besides... this gives us the rest of the night to ourselves... if you know what I mean.

TURK: You're the cutest little evil genius I know. You know that, right?

[glassydiatom]

Doodle duuump

1 - Anne and Camila, from my original comic series (that ive yet to write) "False Prophets"

2 - Kinoko <3 from Ultra Fight Da! Kyanta 2

3 - random sketch of a schoolgirl idk

4 - Holly and Grace (DSCP OCs)

5 - Dorian with a bouquet of alliums and a more detailed allium head)

6 and 7 - Faust, Minecraft OC (Mushlands + Beyond)

8 and 9 - headshots of Phil and Riley (DSCP OCs by @enderscribbles)

[fandomnerd9602]

Jenna Ortega Multiverse x Reader?

Jenna: uhh…baby what’s going on?

Y/N: I have no idea

Wednesday: we’ve come for your lover

Katie: figured you want a free day from them

Camila: I’m just here to get out of my universe

Tara: same here but Y/N’s kinda cute

Jenna: back off Y/N’s all mine!!!

[thegirlstuff]

like if you save!!!! ♥︎

[writing-rat]

Sneaking Out

Pairing: Camila Montes X Reader

Content warning: No spoilers, smut, 18+ content, vaginal sex, G!P Camila

REQUESTED? YES

Summary: Can you write about y/n sneaking into Camila's room at night and they have sex or whatever and they almost get caught at the end?

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Sneaking out was hard in Owl Cove but you had found it easier after JP found the keys and was able to keep them. The keys alternated between you and JP then, and tonight was your turn. You proceeded to take your tracker off and left in your bed before you went over to the door and peeked out. You saw no staff member before you quickly rushed over to Camila’s door, feeling your excitement grow. She had offered for you to come to hers that night so you could see what she was like in bed, which you wasn’t going to miss. You had seen her erection some of the days due to the uniform not hiding anything. It was plain as day and she always went to the staff bathrooms whenever she got one due to not wanting to get in trouble.

You was soon at her door as you knocked on it quietly. 5 knocks just like she requested for when you was foing to come in. After a few seconds the door opened and you was let in quickly before the door was closed. You was pinned against the door immediately, feeling rough kisses on your neck. You let out a gasp and closed your eyes instinctively as you threw your head back, a whimper slipping out your mouth. “Already got you needy, hm?” Camila teased, keeping your hands pinned up against your sides as she was placing herself against you. You could feel the bulge grow against you as you bucked your hips, a moan slipping out. “Yes, you have ma-Camila,” you answered immediately. Camila stopped all movement at the near misspeak, but she was wanting to hear it. “Master? Ma’am? What was you going to say? If you don’t I won’t dick you down like you want me to. You know I won’t. You can wait 2 months actually before you get the chance to be fucked again,” Camila commanded. You blushed as you knew she was an asshole and she would restrict you from her dick. She had seen you staring at it a lot after all. “I was going to call you master,” you admitted shyly and gulped, before you felt her dick twitch against your thigh. She smirked before a hand went to your throat where she was dragging you off to the bed. She was making sure you could breathe before she let go and pushed you on the bed where you finally got a look at her. She was wearing a black bra and the white trousers that contrasted the bra. The bulge was visible and she even put water on her crotch area to emphasise it. She enjoyed the way you stared at her bulge as she put her hands on her hips. “Are you even listening to me?” Camila asked, which caused you to shake your head. “Sorry, I was distracted,” you blushed as you kept staring at her dick. 

“You want my trousers off?” Camila asked, lifting your jaw up to meet her eyes. They were glazed with lust as well as passion, to which you nodded immediately. “Words,” Camila commanded.

“Please master,” you spoke as you ogled her chest as your jaw was still being held. “Good puppy,” she responded before she was removing her hand, unclipping her bra first then tugging her trousers down revealing some white boxers which were wet with water and precum. You blushed, taking it all in as you opened your legs instinctively. Camila noticed however you didn’t before she crossed her arms. “Clothes off, now. Underwear too,” Camila demanded. Obeying, you did as told and blushed as she was drinking in your looks. She also noticed how wet you was. “On the floor and on your knees. Pull down my boxers with your teeth,” Camila instructed you, to which you was immediately doing. You proceeded to grab the middle of them with your teeth, blushing bright red as you did so, feeling your face close to her dick. You soon got them down to your knees before Camila held your hair and was dragging your head up over to her dick. You predicted it so you quickly moved your head closer before licking up and down at first, making direct eye contact with Camila. You blushed as you did so. “If we were allowed phones I would definitely be recording this,” Camila grunted out as you was soon starting to take her tip in your mouth, your other hand slowly caressing her balls. You was soon taking it in your mouth, but gagged halfway. You was slowly sucking back up, your spare hand rubbing the shaft as you was planning on sucking more eventually, you would train yourself to. Camila kept gripping your hair as her moans were getting louder. 

After a few more minutes, Camila was soon starting to get louder and was gripping tighter before she came into your mouth. You immediately swallowed as much as possible, blushing bright red. Once you was done however you was bent over the bed. “You better be ready for my dick,” Camila grunted out needily before she entered into you gently and slowly. She was wanting you to enjoy it after all. You let out slight moans and grunts of pleasure as you bit the bed hard, knowing you would be sore tomorrow. She was soon fully inside as she held yor hips, slowly thrusting as she was letting you take your time still.

You was soon nodding after 2 minutes, allowing her to go rougher and faster. Camila seemed to be happy about that as she sped up, gripping tighter as she was moaning, one hand going down before she was rubbing the clit. You let out a whimper as she did so, her other hand trailing to your neck before she started to choke you as she thrusted. It felt even better as you arched your back, more groans slipping out as you was taking Camila’s dick well. She was grunting as she thrusted, pressing her body against you and was effectively keeping you pinned down against the bed. She had put you in a mating press.

You loved the position as you felt yourself getting closer. “Fuck, I’m close master,” you whimpered out as you effectively begged to cum, “What would you do to cum?” Camila grunted out against your ear. “Anything,” you whined out. “I’d suck your dick anywhere, I’d jack you off anywhere, I’ll go commando for you. Hell, I’ll let you finger me at the dinner table,” you begged out as you was about to cum, but you wanted permission from Camila to cum. You felt Camila’s dick twitch at the suggestions while also getting faster before she was nodding. “You may cum,” she grunted out. Gratefully you soon came before you felt her own dick pulse due to cumming in you. You was panting as she peppered kisses all over your neck and thigh, praising you for how good you were. 

You were about to speak when you heard a knock on the door. Quickly Camila went under the covers, making you also go under the sheet but curl up. “Yes?” she called out. One of the staff members proceeded to walk in. “Who’s in here?” the staff memer asked, glaring as he was looking at her. Camila feigned confusion. 

“What do you mean?” she asked.

 “We heard moaning. Who was here?” the staff asked, even more annoyed. “Ever hard of self pleasure?” she spoke back. The staff member stood, gaping his mouth before he left, not having a response. Camila smirked before she was looking at you, who was looking up at her innocently.  “Go on your side,” she commanded. Curiously you nodded before doing as told, when you was being big spooned. “Goodnight,” she spoke quietly. “Night,” you respond, a smile on your lips as you fell asleep.

[jybyls]

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