#Twenty eight

[kissoflightning]

[dollettefilm]

note: this does NOT portray any of the members' behaviour irl, this is just a work of imagination.

— cw : suggestive, infidelity, toxic relationships allat nasty stuff.

—– extra note : something to follow up my most recent post :3 this has been sitting in my drafts for a long time soo I decided why not post it?

[lisiya-gori]

the older I get the more horrified I am by the way everyone treats natasha

[caseyyyjonesss]

Are you really getting closer to 30 if you didn’t spend your birthday night in and take selfies like a fool?😂

[moontos]

i'm so wrong, i'm so wrong...

[aroace-cat-lady]

I tried to say "twenty to eight" like six times and my brain just refused.

[babylaurent]

Trilogy 🤍✨

[marcellreign]

[q-o-s]

28.

[mooahxx]

So, twenty eight years old... I can't believe I lived so much. And I can't believe my youth is ending... But let's talk about it.

Well, for my age I'm good, actually. I think I would love having a good abyss right now and a fat ass, but I'm *still* good. Of course not having a active sex life and not taking contraceptive "helped". But one think that it's impossible to deceive is the aging. I mean, aging freaks you out, I must say. And it's terrifying. I mean, everything is terrifying right now. I tend to not think about it too much to not have a existencial crisis, but life is crazy at this age. And everything start to function lazier than before. And it's really the time you realize your body is starting to be different from what it used too. And for that, you start to go to the doctor with more frequency as well.

Your clothes, oh my God. You start to wear different numbers. Sometimes you still use your "always" number, but that doesn't seem like before. And you stuck between thinking you're hot or just over your normal weight... And it's weird. Sometimes is hot, but most of the time is weird. My advice is, shape your abyss and go for a walk everyday (this one I do).

The skin... I think this is THE WORSE one. Oh my God, look I'm black, people say I don't look my age, but even tho I'm crazy about my face. Like, I still look young but my skin is giving up on me. Like I said, the fuckin aging. TERRIFYING.

About life, well I think this is personal. I mean, I'm not in the place I wanted to be. So, if it's happening to you, don't look at other people' life because it'll upset you. Take a time from ig, and just live your own life. That's what I'm doing, one step at a time. The important thing is not giving up or stop fighting for what you want.

Well, 28 is saying goodbye... And now I have only 1 year until being an old lady. haha But, it's what it's. Let's see what life is going to bring to me and what the future looks like.

But, don't worry. If you're not at this age, just live your life to the fullest. And if you're passing by this age, just live it. Life is hard sometimes, but we are who we are. You'll learn that the process of love your own self is forever, because physically and psychologically we're always going to change. So learn how to love yourself in all of those phases. But don't stress yourself too. If you don't like the way you are now, just change it. But do what makes you happy.

Well, now I think I'm ready for 29. I mean, it's not that I can do something about it, right?! Haha

11:05p.m.

[aztr0punk]

WHY

[blesssociety]

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: Dry Humping w/ Spencer Reid

a/n: HEY HEY HEY!! so i am fully aware that spencer was a child during college, so this is an alternative universe where he's of the college age 💀 this is basically season one spencer cause i wanna eat him!!

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You didn't like how the other girls in the circle were looking at him. Their lustful eyes eating up a very nervous Spencer, the man playing with his fingers anxiously.

It was obvious that he wasn't used to being in places like this; where everyone was drunk, high or both, couples and randoms making out and practically fucking in every dark corner of the room. You never thought that you'd see The Spencer Reid, your college campus' genius, sitting in a spin the bottle circle in a random frat house.

You had no idea who convinced the poor boy that doing this was a good idea, but you would be damned if any other one of these girls were to get their hands on him. You liked him first — not just liked him — you claimed him. Everyone in your group knew that you liked him, so the fact that they had the fucking gall to look at him that way knowing you were there pissed you off.

"Alright, everybody!" A random bro shouted from on top of one of the dining room tables. "We were going to play Spin The Bottle, but I figured it'd be better if we play Seven Minutes in Heaven, seeing as though we have a special guest here with us tonight."

You knew exactly who he was talking about, and as your eyes lifted to look at Spencer, his gaze was already settled on you, but once he saw you were looking at him, he looked away bashfully. His face flushed a pretty red and so did his ears, and you could practically see the blood threatening to spill from his cuticles as he picked at them.

Your eyes narrowed at the jock angrily, every part of your body yelling at you to tend to Spencer.

But you swallowed it down.

A large group of people gathered around, and then the first spin of the night began. People were gleefully coming and going from the closet, a few of the couples manipulating the bottle so that it landed on them.

"Oh, shit!" One of the frat bros called out loudly. You looked curiously to see all eyes locked on you and Spencer, the tip pointing at you and the end pointing at him.

You must admit, you were a bit… known… around school. You wouldn't say you were popular, now that was a bit childish, but you definitely had connections in a couple different places.

The poor man looked almost frantic, looking at you then looking back down, almost as if saying you didn't have to. Oh, but you did.

"Seven minutes, pretty boy. C'mon." You said as you got up. His eyes were as big as saucers, his mouth gaping akin to like a fish would. You straightened your tight dress, reaching out a well manicured hand.

"If you want this to be over sooner then get up." You whispered sternly. He scrambled to interlock your fingers, and you lead him to the closet that was already significantly hot from the amount of bodies that had been in there already.

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to." You reassured. "No, no… I-I want to, it's just…" He babbled, wringing his hands. "It's just what?" You pushed, stepping closer to him. He gulped, backing up slightly and knocking into the shelves behind him.

"I just don't know how." He didn't know how to make you feel good, how to pleasure you. He was embarrassed to admit to the girl that he liked, who was also totally out of his league, that he was a virgin.

"Why did you come here, then?" You questioned with a slight smirk. "Because… because you were here and I wanted to uh- maybe- I don't know-" You cupped his face, stroking his cheeks.

"Kiss me then, Spence."

"Wh- what?!" He stuttered.

"I said," You spoke, your lips brushing against his, "Kiss me." He gulped, looking down at your lips back up to your eyes, then back down to your lips again.

"Okay." He breathed.

He leaned forward, albeit hesitantly, and pressed your lips together. It started out slow, but with a lot of coaxing from you, he got comfortable. Your lips moved in tandem as the room heated up. You had no idea what had come over you when you placed both of his hands on your ass.

"Touch me." You breathed heavily. Your breasts pressed tauntingly into his chest, his cock hardening embarrassingly fast. "Are you sure?" You nodded. "Please."

He tested the waters with a light squeeze before shoving your hips together. His body stuttered as a loud whine fell from his mouth. You could feel his bulge against your plush body and Spencer wanted nothing more than for the ground to swallow him whole.

"Sorry, sorry." His apologies were frantic, but your nerves burned with need. "I'm fine with you grinding on me, baby." You reassured. "In fact, I like it." Normally, you wouldn't say you carried a dominating energy with you, but it was like you wanted to swallow the poor boy whole.

"Oh, God." He whimpered, but nonetheless joined your lips back together. You slipped your plush thigh through his legs, pressing it on his cock.

His hips jutted out, and you swallowed his cry. His grips on your ass turned deathly as he humped your leg like a bitch in heat.

"That feel good?" You cooed, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear.

He nodded fastly, his lips pressed together and his eyes closed. He was lost in the feeling of the friction, perspiration beading on his hairline. You practially eat the sight of his deep red face up.

"You're mine. Alright, pretty boy?" You asked ferociously. You wrentched his head back, sinking your teeth into the sensitive skin of his neck. He nodded. "Say it." He yelped when you nipped at his adams apple.

"I'm yours, fuck- all yours!"

Your stomach twisted with a pleasant warm feeling, which only increased rapidly which you felt his thrusts grow sloppy.

"You gonna cum, honey?" You asked through your marking. "Yes, yes, yes…" He babbled. "Good. Cum all over me." He let out one last loud moan before you felt the warmth of spend seep out and onto the hem of your dress.

There was a knock on the door.

"Okay, lovebirds. Time's up!"

You smirked at the fact that Spencer was shaking like a leaf in your hold.

"After this, we are so going to my dorm." You claimed. "Yes! Yeah, yeah… yes, please." He all but shouted.

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