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“Girl Next Door”
Julien Baker college!au
summary: you’re visiting your hometown from college and the new neighbor’s daughter is visiting too.
content: smut, f!reader, dom julien, overstimulation, straps, submissive reader, minor use of pet names
“Do you know if the coffee shop I always went to is still open?” You yelled down to your mom, who was bringing in the last of your luggage from the car.
“I think so, but it’s almost 4 honey. I also forgot to tell you about the new neighbors.” She trailed on as you made your way down the stairs to get your bag from her, “they’re across the street and they told me they also have a daughter coming back from college; you should say hi, she’s a music major,” your mom beamed. You took the bag from her and offered a weak smile.
Honestly, you hated introducing yourself and feeling forced to say ‘hi’ to people you barely know. So, hiding out from the new neighbors seemed easy enough. “Yeah if I see them,” you responded, making your way up the stairs and setting the final bag on the wooden vanity that’s been in your room since you were in the first grade. You gave yourself a look in the mirror before losing the scarf around your neck and grabbing your keys, “Alright I’m gonna head out, I’ll be back before 6 probably.” All you got back was a murmur. The new neighbors and their mysterious daughter were the last thing you wanted to think about as you finally shut the front door.
Directly after locking it, you saw her. She seemed to be getting her stuff from the back of her truck as the two of you stopped. It was quick, but you could feel her studying your body, then your lips, before darting to your eyes again. Heat scattered over your face, contrasting with the brisk weather. Her lips curved into a smirk as she continued getting her stuff from the back, and you resumed on your way.
The ride was loaded with second-guessing and arousal as you kept playing the moment in your head. And it kept playing as you pushed open the doors to the cafe, the nostalgic scent soothing your nerves. After placing your order, you claimed your favorite spot in high school and often spent hours cramping for a test the next day. In an attempt to control the racing thoughts about the neighbor's daughter, you mindlessly scrolled on your phone, trying to relieve yourself of this fascination. A subtle chime from the door whistled, commanding your attention to none other than her. Her eyes flickered to yours before ordering and then walking towards you. Your breath was caught in your throat as the girl you’ve been trying to get out of your head was directly in front of you.
“Mind if I joined you?” Her voice was warm, and before you could think you were nodding. She took the seat across from you, and you made a mental note of her toned arms and how good they’d look- “ I’m Julien, by the way.” You had exchanged names and noticed her thumping on the table with her tatted fingers. “I’ve heard a lot about you,” Julien stated, gaze fixed on you.
“You have? Like what?” You wanted to kick yourself for not thinking of a better response but blamed it on her boldness and your extreme attraction toward her.
“That there was a cute girl also visiting from college across the street. Had to see it for myself.” A familiar flush covered your cheeks as her eyes landed on your lips.
“I hope I live up to the expectation,” you responded meekly.
Julien smirked, tilting her head slightly, her gaze piercing, “You definitely do,” her comment made you more giddy than you’d like to admit, “I feel like our parents have been plotting our introduction for a while." Her dumb quip made you laugh, sounding more nervous than you wanted, but Julien didn’t mind.
She loved how flustered she made you.
“Since I’m kinda new to this area, would you mind showing me around?” she asked, moving her hand from the table to your arm. The action pushed all the tension to leave your body, breaking her eye contact to stare at her rose tattoo below her knuckles.
Flustered, you respond, Sure,” taking a sharp inhale of breath, “I can show you more than just that.” You said, just above a whisper.
A beat passed, Julien's lips parted slightly before standing and holding her hand out, “I hope you didn’t want that coffee.” she said, her voice sounding gravelly. Unable to form words, you took her calloused hand and rushed to your car.
The moment she closed her door her hands found your hair, hauling you towards her, her lips crashing into yours. A slight moan escapes your throat as you feel your core pooling with heat. Your hand falls on her neck, as her tongue runs against your teeth making you submit to her.
Julien pulled away slightly, panting, “Maybe we should just head back to mine.” One of her hands leaves your hair to hold your jaw, her thumb sitting on your lip. You softened to her touch, your fixated stare never wavering.
Her attention focused on your mouth, running her thumb across your bottom lip. You gave her a short hum in response, unable to form cohesive thoughts.
“I need you to use your words, hun,” she commanded, adding pressure to her movement. That seemed to finally push you out of a dream state and answer her, “Y-yeah let’s do that,” you swallowed, starting to head back.
The ride was short. You put on some mindless music and could feel Julien’s gaze burning through you. When you pulled into your driveway, both of you took note of the vacant parking spots left by her parents.
After getting out of the car, the two of you discreetly went to her parent’s house, worried your parents would look out the window and question you about the two of you sneaking around. Whilst entering, Julien eagerly took your hand, pulling you towards her room.
Julien shut the door behind you two, pushing you against it. Her cologne overwhelmed your senses, the tattoos, and strands of her dirty blonde hair falling in front of her face making you weak.
Julien started attacking your neck, leaving marks and small bites down to your collarbones. “Julien you’re so- fuck” you whined, tossing your head back, giving her better access.
Drawing back slightly, she found the neck of my shirt and rubbed the fabric between her fingers, “Can I?”
“Please” you breathed. Julien wasted no time getting your top onto the floor before grabbing your waist and attacking your chest. The sensation pulled a moan from you, feeling her soft lips leave scattered love bites across your body.
“How about we move to the bed,” she asked, glancing up at you with a contrasting innocent demeanor. You quickly nodded and followed her to the bed, where she stood over you, looking down at your beauty.
“Are you into straps or stuff like that?” She followed up, catching you a bit off guard by the reality of the situation setting in.
“Y-yeah I’m good with anything,” you affirm before kissing her again, Julien pulls away looking in one of her bags to pull out a strap. You knew if Julien was a guy you’d have trouble with it, but seeing what she brought made your jaw hang.
“You always carry that with you?” You joked but tried to figure out why she packed a sex toy with her while visiting her parent's new house.
She started to undress, starting with her shirt. “I told you,” peeling off her sports bra and exposing her bare chest, “My parents told me there was a cute girl next door.” Your vision glued to her as she stripped down, putting on the strap, not looking away from you either. “Couldn’t resist,” she admitted, walking back to stand between your legs.
Julien liked towering over you, how you beamed back at her, knowing she had full control over you. She leaned down, cupping your face, placing sloppy, desperate kissing over your mouth and jaw. Julien’s hands began on your shoulders, but quickly moved down to your clothed heat.
“Baby I don’t want to split you in two,” Julien said genuinely, tracing shapes into your hips .
“Break me,” you waiver. It was so easy for you to fall under her control. Julien smirked before pushing her lips into yours again, cupping your breast and squeezing your nipple. A broken moan escapes your lips, causing you to throw your head back.
“Can you take these off for me?" Pulling on the hem of your underwear, "It’ll be easier for both of us.” Julien breathed, her face flushed. Without wasting a second you stripped, leaving you both exposed.
Julien’s eyes scanned your body, biting her cheek, “Fuck baby, I need to be inside of you already, please,” she said before kissing you again, pushing you into her new sheets.
She went back to your chest, taking each nipple in the mouth and swirling it with her tongue before releasing it with a ‘pop’, then repeating the same motion with the other. Your back arched off the bed, eyebrows furrowing and jaw hung. She wasn’t even inside you yet and you were a writhing mess.
Julien pulled away from your body, causing you to yearn for her touch. She sat between your legs, adjusting her hips and pulling your leg over her shoulder. You felt the tip of the strap run against your folds, drawing a whine from you. Julien gradually pushed into you, giving you time to adjust to the size, before bottoming out. After a few seconds, she formed a slow pace, trying not to hurt you.
“Julien–fuck, m-more please,” you begged. Her hips didn’t falter as she picked up the pace, slamming into you. Sweat started to prickle to the sides of your forehead, spewing praises and moans with every thrust she hit into you.
Julien pressed her forehead into yours, looking down into your eyes. From the angle of the strap, every thrust would rub against her clit, causing her to whimper against the friction.
Your orgasm was close you felt yourself clenching around the plastic cock. Your breath hitched in your throat as you finally came, but Julien didn’t stop driving into you.
“Julien baby it’s–,” you squirmed under her, unable to keep your eyes open, feeling tears beginning to prickle in the corners from the brutality.
“You’re doing so good, take it,” she said, her breath faltering from the thrusts. You continued to whine from the overstimulation, unsure how much more you could take. Julien’s body jolted as she sat up, throwing her head back as pretty moans fell from her mouth. Her hips shuttered frantically and out of rhythm as her own orgasm grew close.
Tears were stammering down your eyes as she fucked you raw, whining out to her. Her rough hands grounded onto your hips. “Take it, baby, take it, just– fuck fuck fuck,” she swore out before one final shuddered thrust. The slight glow from the window highlighted the sweat glistening from her forehead and the maroon flush casting over her face as she came.
After she finished, Julien slowly pulled out of you; not wanting to cause any more discomfort. She let go of your body, contrasting with the Julien from a few seconds ago. Hovering over you, she gave you a delicate kiss. Pulling away, she noticed the amount of cum on your leg and headed to the bathroom, discarding the strap. Your body had calmed down from the rapid and rugged pace inflicted but you found yourself fixated with that side of Julien more than you’d like to admit.
She returned back with a towel. “For you. I can also grab you water,” she offered with an angelic expression like she didn’t fuck you relentlessly a few minutes earlier. You accepted the towel as you snuggled under the covers of her bed, her doing the same.
“Oh shit aren’t your parents gonna freak out that you’re not home?” Julien asked, not wanting you to be reported missing or have your mom knocking at the door.
You look at her, her doe eyes already fixed on you. You couldn't help but pull her in and kiss her. “I’ll text them I’m visiting the neighbors,” you whispered against her lips. “And we can get your car in the morning”
“Can we actually have coffee this time?” She asked.
“Yes.”
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Kinktober 2024 list
all of these will be shorter fics, as i need multiple days for the normal longer fics i usually do
characters will be a surprise! as i think it will be fun!
I will update links to each post as i release them
hope you enjoy!!
day 1: squirting Phoebe Bridgers x f!reader
day 2: bondage Katie Gavin x gn!reader
day 3: mirror Wanda Maximoff x f!reader
day 4: hair pulling Hope Van Dyne x f!reader
day 5: free use Sasha James x afab!reader
day 6: public Natasha Romanoff x gn!reader
day 7: threesome Emily Prentiss x f!reader x Jennifer Jereau
day 8: milf!reader x daughter’s girlfriend Milf!reader x Daughter's Girlfriend! Jo Maskin
day 9: dirty talk Basira Hussain x gn!reader
day 10: sex pollen Yelena Belova x f!reader
day 11: creampie (g!p) Julien Baker x f!reader
day 12: power Agatha Harkness x gn!reader
day 13: spanking/impact play
day 14: corruption
day 15: somnophilia
day 16: sloppy/ spit
day 17: praise
day 18: thigh riding
day 19: cockwarming (g!p)
day 20: hate fuck
day 21: perversion
day 22: lactation
day 23: choking
day 24: uniform
day 25: food
day 26: monsterfucker
day 27: deity
day 28: pantysniffer
day 29: sex toy
day 30: breeding
day 31: body worship/aftercare
fandoms that will be included for this (please comment if you want another one included)
-boygenius
-criminal minds
-muna
-brooklyn 99
-marvel
-detroit become human
-the magnus archives
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Fwb with JB thank you!!
*₊˚ 🍷 𖦹 red wine supernova !
pairing : julien baker x reader
synopsis : being friends with benefits with julien ;)
cw : sexual themes (obviously), smut, mentions of fingering, oral and strap-on sex
baby, why don't you come over?
red wine supernova
falling into me
julien never really thought she'd be the type to end up in this predicament. she never really understood why people would hook up with no strings attached. it seemed stupid in her opinion. but then there was you
you, who she had met through phoebe many years ago. you, who had become one of her closest friends. you, who she cared for to no end. you, who she felt her attraction to rise everyday like an ocean tide
you had both just gotten out of a relationship, not ready for another yet but still feeling bored with your lives the way they were. julien told herself that after the first time it happened, she would never do it again. she didn't want to risk your friendship over meaningless sex
it was three in the morning on a hot july day in tennessee. even though it was the middle of the night, it was still hot as a sauna in julien's house. both of you laid awake, too warm to even think about sleeping. the two of you were lying on julien's bed and watching some stupid movie that neither of you were paying any attention to.
"i'm boredddd," you whine out with a huff, turning to face julien. the short woman lets out a chuckle at your childish behavior and props her head up on her elbow, gazing down at you. "and what would you like me to do about that?" she teases. you scoff, "i don't know. entertain me, hostess."
"do you wanna play a game?" julien questions, not really sure what else there would be to do at 3am on a random tuesday. "you're such a grandpa, jules," you giggle a bit and fall back down on the bed.
she scoffs dramatically and pulls herself fully up, now leering over you. "i'll show you grandpa," she says lowly before she pounces on you. you let out a shriek of surprise as she attacks you with tickles. she runs her hands over your sides and stomach, ready to make you regret what you said. the room is full of joyful laughter. you try to fight back, you really do, but she's surprisingly strong for her five-foot-tall statue. at the end, she ends up pinning your hands besides your head to stop your thrashing and her body rests directly on top of yours.
your laughter stops abruptly, leaving you both to stare at each other with confusion and want. neither of you know what to do. do you pull away and pretend it never happened? or do you continue? it seems like you made the decision for both of you, leaning up and locking julien's lips onto yours.
her eyes widen but she quickly kisses you back just as fiercely. her hands move from pinning your wrists down to your hips, running her hands over the expanse of your stomach. your hands go to pull her hair, making her let out a slight groan into your mouth.
you can feel everything in that moment. her body right on top of yours, her tongue practically down your throat, the gentleness of her hands on your body. it all becomes too much, and you pull away for air.
your heavy breathes mix into hers, like they're becoming one. she searches your eyes for any hint of regret or uncomfortableness but finds the exact opposite. "is this... okay?" she asks hesitantly, almost as if she scared for the response. "it's more than okay, jules," you smile and run your hands softly through her hair. she smiles back and swiftly moves her face to your neck, leaving purple bruises all over the fragile skin.
that night was close to magical. her hands were everywhere, touching you in places no one had before. you felt her take your breath away over and over and over again. at the end of the night, she told you that you tasted like candy with a smirk on her face.
the morning after you two had sex for the first time, you had a long talk about what it meant for the both of you. you decided that it was for the best if you guys kept it casual, since both of you just got out of pretty long relationships. it hurt both of you on the inside to say that, but it was how it had to be
julien had immeidatly told phoebe and lucy the moment you left her house, spilling out all her feelings into a ten-minute-long rant. lucy definitely told julien to tell you how she actually felt, but the woman was nothing but stubborn
thus began the long nights with julien whenever you would see her. during the day you would act like 'just friends,' but at night you would always end up in bed with her
as you both got more comfortable with the situation, you would love to confuse everyone by flirting with each other all the time, kissing, holding hands. really just acting like an actual couple just to get a laugh between yourselves. people on the internet speculating whether you guys were actually together or just fucking with everyone
you could literally just text her 'come over' and she's already sprinting to her car to get to your house
99% of the time you have to initiate things because julien is too scared to cross a line or make you uncomfortable in any way. but then she ends up taking the more dominant role and bossing you around. mmm it's so hot...
you guys love to have sleepovers. when you make the plans beforehand you both agree that it's just a little friend date, nothing sexual involved. but then julien ends up fingering you on your couch... seeing the veins under her tattoos pop out while her fingers are straining inside you just gets you going again, and you have to get on your knees and eat her out
julien would get sooo jealous if you told her you had a date. she wouldn't outright tell you she was jealous because she knew it wasn't her place to say anything about it. but she's so easy to read and you can tell from her lack of enthusiasm that she's not super pumped about you seeing someone else. in the end, she convinces you to cancel on the date using her... methods ;)
eventually, you two finally confess that you like each other. it took way too long to admit, but it happened! but it was a bit accidental on her part... she told you she loved you while her strap was rearranging your organs and you had to take a pause to do a double take... she took you out on a date the next day and happily ever after!
© bitethehnd
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julien baker calling reader a good girl and being in charge🙏🏻
Julien Baker x f!reader
warnings/tags: fingering, oral (reader!recieving), pet names such as... princess, baby, honey, and good girl ofc 🙄 a lil bit of toxicity and lets say stylistic errors in grammar and perspective 🙏(aka grammarly stop being mad at me i'm not gonna buy premium)
author's note: girl you know i had to. 1.2k words, should take around 15 mins to read. thank y'all so much for the requests! i promise i've seen them all, however i have also gotten back into minecraft after they added the cherry wood so... I'm working on it okay? okay. hope u like it okay bye :0
You promised yourself you wouldn’t do this, not again. But, here you were, scrolling to unblock her contact. You thought there was something about this city: the air or something cliche like that. Something that had you calling Julien again and again. Surely, if it were up to you and your own free will, you wouldn’t be doing this.
The ringing from the other line drowns out any rational thought from this point on.
Ring. You shouldn’t be doing this. Ring. You’ll just get hurt again. Ring. “Hello?”
There was a point where you really believed you would never hear her voice again, never even want to. “Hey,” you said.
“So uh… wh-?” you cut her off.
“Come over,” the last of a six-word phone call.
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You wanted to slam the door shut as quickly as you’d ripped it open. She was still wearing that stupid necklace. The one you had bought for her at a gas station in… Arizona maybe? Somewhere dry, hot. As you weren’t expecting this cruel reminder of the past, you were thrown off-guard. Clenching your jaw, you didn’t know what to say. Luckily, you didn’t have to.
The way she kissed you that night had you drunk on her from the moment she stepped into your apartment. All your attempts at memorizing her touch, her taste, her smell were in vain. Julien always had a way of making life feel straight out of a movie. It was all teeth and tongue, your mouth surrendering to hers as soon as she tongued at your bottom lip. No memory could ever do her justice.
Her hands danced over the expanse of your body, hands moving from your ribs to your hips, your neck to your breast. Fingertips shaping your body into submission like wet clay.
You broke the kiss, leading her to your bedroom.
“That’s not very polite, Princess. Not even going to offer me a drink?” Her feigned offense only turned you on more, ever the tease. As if she could read your mind, a smirk tugged at her beautiful lips, “I know, baby. Always so needy for me,” she spoke in a low drawl.
Any sense of control you had was now gone. You were her’s. Again. So you’d nodded with a soft pout.
“We can fix that, honey. But you need to use your words,” Julien said. This woman would be the death of you. “Please, Jay. I need it,” you whispered.
“Need what, baby?”
“Need you,” you pouted. That seemed to satisfy her as she held out her hand for you to grab with a smile. The two of you stumbled down the hallway, towards the open door to your bedroom.
She pushed you up against the foot of your bed, reaching down to slip her hands under the hem of your t-shirt, abandoning the article to the floorboards. Her gentle kisses up and down your neck did nothing but add fuel to the burning desire between your hips. Hands danced around your waist while yours were planted into her hair.
You tugged at her roots in the hope of her diverting her attention to where you had craved her since she flew into town. She pulled her head away to look up at you with expectant eyes.
“What do you say, Princess?”
“Please.” That made her smirk. “Good girl,” she had said. Pressing a kiss to your soft lips, she trailed her way down to the fly of your jeans. Kneeling, she popped open the button and unzipped the fly in mere seconds, clearly as eager as you.
She slid her hand into your cotton panties, collecting your slick before beginning to circle your clit. Very quickly you migrated from standing to sitting as she continued her ministrations. As you arched your back into her touch, she slipped two of her fingers into your entrance.
She pressed a sloppy kiss on your inner thigh before putting her mouth on your heat. She curled her fingers and started gently suckling on your clit. Her consistent motions had your mouth open and your tongue gently curled up as you laced your fingers back into her hair. The tug you had delivered to her hair every time she changed what she was doing had her moaning into your pussy, sending reverberations through your wet cunt.
Anyone outside your open window would be able to hear what was going on inside those four walls. The sounds of her fingers plunging in and out of you coupled with the wet kisses she was littering among your core were downright sinful.
Feeling your walls fluttering around her fingers, she knew you were close. You grunted in offense and frustration when she pulled her mouth away from you, but she quickly mended any hurt feelings with her words.
“I missed having you like this, baby. All needy just for me.” It seemed like her pace began quickening after every phrase, her hunger increasing parallel to yours. The ferocity of her thrusting fingers and her thumb now rubbing at your clit had you stumbling closer to your climax.
“You can do it, Princess. Go ‘head and cum for me, baby.”
You tugged harder and harder on her strands with every pulse of your orgasm, the increasing sting on her scalp had her moaning right along with you. The way you were squeezing and oozing on her fingers as you came down had Julien weak. She pulled her fingers out of you and into your mouth.
“Suck.”
Immediately you obliged, your head too foggy to imagine disobeying. Maybe tasting yourself on her fingers was dirty, but it had happened so many times that it almost felt romantic. To the two of you, experiencing the sensual evidence of your euphoria was just as pure and intimate as a kiss.
You laid alone atop your sheets for a moment until she returned to you. She had removed most of her own clothes, leaving herself in a pair of boxers and a white t-shirt. She brought the wipes she had grabbed from your bathroom up to your pussy, navigating your folds simply with her memory. A soft furrow settled itself between her brows, displaying her focused state as she cleaned you up.
Once she was satisfied, she crawled up next to you on the bed. Pulling your head to lay on her chest. You looked up at her with wide eyes as she stroked your hair.
“Honestly, I never thought this would happen again,” her hushed voice tugged at your heart. “I know,” you said. “I’m glad that it did,” her inflection made the words sound like a question, but you didn’t answer, preferring the quiet to any unsure, over-thought reply you could give. She sighed gently and gave a soft peck to your forehead, tucking your hair behind your ear. Smiles rested on both of your faces, yours spreading to hers.
It was funny how little you cared in the moment you knew you would come to regret. If you could bottle the pure ecstasy Julien had coaxed out of you, surely you would have good reason not to.
For better or for worse, no one else could ever possibly make you feel the way she did, and for right then, that was enough.
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Electrolytes - Julien Baker x fem!reader
Synopsis: after a separate night out, julien just wants to spend time with her gf <3
G's notes: since i've been such a tease, i am finally delivering...sorry if it sucks lol
also shoutout to @boywithpinkcarnation and @whore4munagenius <3
WC: somewhere around 2k
Warnings: RPF, reader is afab, actual smut i swear, swearing ig, no fundamental physical descriptors except hair that can be tucked behind the ear?
RPF smut under the cut, if you don't like it please dni!
minors, stay away! 🙅♀️
It feels like since buying a house and moving in with your girlfriend, you see her less. Yes, she priortizes you and makes time, but an album release, subsequent EP, three legs of a tour, and numerous press events later, a night when you’re both in the same city doing your own thing still stings. Julien has had some studio dinner planned for months now, meeting with the higher ups of her label in downtown Nashville. Normally she’d bring you, but your best friend’s birthday dinner happened to fall on the same night.
When you get home, Julien’s car is already in the driveway. Walking in, eyes immediately drawn to the living room couch where Julien’s sitting, manspreading like her life depends on it, wrinkling the slacks you spent 20 minutes steaming. Her laptop is on her left thigh, typing away. Her head shoots up when she hears you close the door, eyes shining in recognition. “Hi baby,” you say softly, tucking your hair behind you ear, toeing off your shoes as your dogs come to greet you. She whistles for the dogs, opening the back door to let them out before bed.
She puts her laptop down and walks over to you, kissing you deeply as she pushes her hands into your hair, her lips tasting of wine and tobacco, her breath hot on your face "I missed you, baby.”
“Mhm,” you moan into the kiss, her hands are cold in your hair, lips warm against your own. “Missed you,” you mumble against her lips, your hands wrapping around her torso bringing her closer to you.
Her arms wrap around you as she kisses you deeper, her tongue exploring your mouth and her teeth pressing gently against your lower lip. She groans a little as she runs her hands up your back and leans into you further, breaking the kiss to breathe before burying herself back into your mouth once more.
Julien releases your lips, letting you take a breath, kissing up and down your neck, her hands settled at your hips. “You look so good,” she moans, hand running down your torso, sliding down your thighs before settling onto your ass. You wrap your arms around her neck, your chests flush. “How was the dinner?” you ask her, knowing she wasn’t super stoked to leave earlier.
She groans as she continues kissing along your neck, her lips making their way down to the top of your shirt, burying her face into your chest, your hand in her hair. "It was... alright. Bunch of guys trying to seem important." she mumbles, hands sliding up underneath your shirt. "Y'know, trying to get me to do things I don't necessarily want to do." she finishes lifting your shirt over your head, groaning when she sees the bralette adorning your body.
You giggle, finding it endearing that she can complain while stripping you down.You connect your lips again, moaning against her mouth as your hands tug at her dress shirt. “But your team helped right? They stood up for you?” you mumble against her lips, gasping when her hands move to the button of your jeans.
She takes your bottom lip between her teeth, biting gently and making you shiver, She makes a low growl noise in her throat, looking you head to toe, admiring your jeans on your body before she takes them off. "Yeah, they did. But it's the same bullshit, it's like..." she gestures with her hand, making a shrugging motion "I don't know. I don't really want to be there right now. I wanna be with you"
“I’m sorry,” you mumbled against her mouth, your hands in her hair. “I’ve just been seeing the dinner on the calendar for like a month and I didn’t want to jump your bones without at least asking about it,” you giggle, moaning as her lips suck on your neck. She kisses your nose innocently, starting to kiss down your chest and stomach, appreciating every inch of skin, She unbuttons your jeans, kneeling down and sliding them off. She kisses the top of your underwear, looking up at you with a teasing look, her big brown eyes darkening.
She stands up again, kissing you firmly, her thigh going between your legs, her hands on your lower back.
She starts to pull away slightly "Stop being so cute. You're driving me nuts" she whispers seductively, her voice low and sultry, her movements slow, appreciating the time with you. Her hands grab your hips, pressing her bent knee further up between your legs, your hips moving gently “Oh god,” you whimper softly.
“Not God, just me,” she teases, making herself laugh. “How was dinner?” she whispers against your neck and behind your ear, her lips and her breath brushing against your skin.
“It was– um, it was– it was good,” you stammer out, Julien’s hands moving your hips back and forth the best she can in this position.
“You’re gonna ruin my pants sweet thing,” Julien says, almost giddy, your wetness leaking onto her slacks.
“Jay, please,” you moan, hips stuttering, your head plopping onto her shoulder.
Her teeth make one last soft bite of your earlobe as she moves slightly away, licking her lips as she looks at you "Please what, baby?" a teasing whisper leaves her mouth with a sly smile on her face as she raises an eyebrow and tilts her head to the side.
You look at her, eyes full of submission and desperation. Julien presses her thumb to your lip, watching you take the tip in your mouth, she groans, kissing your nose softly.
She nods and chuckles a little, her eyes full of lust as she looks down at you, her voice low and powerful "I want you upstairs. On the bed. Naked." she pushes you towards the stairs, her hand tapping your ass.
She gives you a few minutes, wanting to make you sweat with anticipation. She takes her time letting the dogs in, making them sit for treats before filling up their bowls with dinner.
Julien walks up the stairs slowly, dress shirt unbuttoned, belt unbuckled. She walks into the room, closing the behind her and sees you lying on the bed, her face becomes almost animalistic at the sight. She chuckles softly and starts walking over slowly, her lips curled and her eyes, darkened with dominance, locked on you "Good girl.”
Your back arches, body preening at the praise. Julien grabs your ankles, pulling your body closer to the edge of the bed.
She moves closer, her lips pressing against yours as her hands wrap around your legs, her fingers dig slightly into your soft flesh. "Such a good girl, laying on the bed for me. Being so still." she whispers as her lips slide out from yours, her tongue gliding down your neck as she moves to your collarbone
“Jules… please,” you whine softly, your girlfriend kissing down your torso.
Her tongue glides lower until her mouth connects with your nipple, looking up at you with hooded eyes, her eyes lock with your own. "Please, what, sugar?" she whispers voice thick, letting your nipple go with a pop.
“I need you,” you whimper, legs widening for her.
Her mouth moves to your other nipple, giving it the same treatment, her teeth scraping the skin as she pulls away. "Tell me, baby." she all but growls, kissing up your neck and biting your earlobe "Tell me where you need me."
You grab one of Julien’s hands, lowering it to your center, thighs clenching around her, you lean up and kiss her softly “Here, please,” you whine softly.
Her eyes widen a little bit, your forwardness surprising her. She’s heavy breathing, letting out a soft huff before she presses her thumb against your clit, moving in figure-8 motions, "Princess, you’re so fucking wet."
You moan loudly, Julien’s teasing grin looking down on you, power eminating off of her as she stands fully clothed above you. Her nonchalance makes you preen, her eyes darting all over you body as she absentmindedly plays with your clit.
“Please,” you beg softly, Julien can’t help but fall to her knees at the foot of the bed, your skin prickling as she all but worships you. She hooks her arms around your legs, Julien pulling you closer to her, kissing up your legs.
She lets out a low grumble, her hair falls over her eyes and she looks back up at you "Look at me, baby." she whispers "What do you want?" she's breathing heavily as her lips graze against your thighs.
Your hand goes to her hair, pushing it back so you can see her eyes. “Need your mouth,” you pant.
"Need my mouth where, baby?" she asks teasingly, her tongue runs along your inner thigh.
She does this everytime, asking you questions on purpose and then making it impossible to respond. She flattens her tongue, licking a single stripe up your pussy before attaching her mouth to your clit.
“Ahh, babe, oh my god Julien,” you moan, your hand in Julien’s hair.
Her arms cage in your legs, tongue pushing into you, nose rubbing against your clit. She’s lapping you up like she’s dying of thirst. Your hips buck against her arms, hand pressing your lower abdomen down, keeping you still.
“J-Julien–oh fuck,” you squeal out, legs trying to clench around her.
She pulls away slightly and looks up at you with a puffy lips, her chin wet, eyes bright and teasing. She rests her head on your thigh "What? Didn't hear you, baby." she bites your thigh gently, her teeth digging in "Say it again."
“Fuck, Don’t t-tease, Julien,” you pout back, closing your legs a little, trapping her head between them.
She looks between your legs, biting her lip and looking at you "What was that, baby? All I heard was whining." she moves a bit between your legs, kissing everywhere but where you want her, "Is my baby gonna behave?"
“I was being good,” you say sassily, grunting when she takes your knees and spreads them, her arms holding your hips down harshly, face hovering over your center again.
She looks up at you, her eyes are wide and full of lust. You see her grin as she begins to lick her lips "Is that right? You were being good?"
“Mhm,” you mumble, cut off by a gasp, Julien’s tongue moving quickly again. This time she lets go of your hips, you can feel her smile, her moans sending a vibration through you. “Grind on my tongue baby…that’s it, that’s my girl,” she mumbles against you, hands holding your chest.
Your grip tightens in Julien’s hair, throwing your own head back and arching your back, moving your hips against her mouth desperately. “Please– I’m—” you stutter out.
“Cum for me, c’mon pretty girl,” her tone stern but sweet, two fingers are pushed into you, curling quickly.
Your back arches, hands gripping the sheets, Julien’s quick to remove her fingers, pulling your hips to her mouth, holding you tightly against her as you cum. She works you through your orgasm, mouth still sucking your clit before she’s licking up everything, not wanting to waste a drop.
“Good?” she asks smugly, sucking her fingers clean and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She kisses your thighs, watching you pant and catch your breath, chest heaving. All you can do is stare at her, the crooked smile on her face, almost innocent, like she didn’t just make you ruin the sheets. Your hand moves to her hair, patting her head.
“You did good, I’m proud of you,” she mumbles, moving to lay next to you. The scene quite funny, your fully dressed partner lying next to you. “Your outside clothes…” you grimace, tugging at her collar. She leans down, kissing you, licking her way into your mouth. You moan, able to taste yourself on her tongue.
“I have to change the sheets anyway… and probably get rid of my pants,” she teases, finger tracing your face.
“I can get the stain out,” you try to reassure, before she’s shaking her head, both of you looking at her thigh.
“Don’t worry about it,” she chuckles, pulling you into her.
“Now,” she says brushing your hair back, kissing you softly. “You need to hydrate, gotta get you some electrolytes.”
You look at her confused, head tilted to the side.
“Did you think we were done here? Baby, I’m going to fuck you… so hard,” Julien says, pushing her lips onto your neck and tickling your sides.
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Me: I don't have a type
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lucy and julien… or katie and jo… writing rn
Forcing a pretty little sub on their knees then placing your boot between their legs. Their innocent eyes look up at you in confusion as you smirk, commanding them while gripping their chin “ride baby”. They tilt their head in more confusion as you chuckle, leaning down to them and holding their chin to look up at you “hump my fucking boot like the little slut you are for me darling”
The sub begins rocking their hips back and forth, whimpering and moaning softly at the newfound sensation as they continue to watch you. You slip your thumb into their open mouth, pushing down which causes them to begin to drool all over themselves as you praise “that’s a good girl, hump mommy’s boot. You look so fucking pathetic for me. Good god, look at you baby, you’re doing such a good job”
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cool about it
"but i'm trying to forget about it" "feeling like i'm breaking a sweat about it" "wishing you would kindly get out of my head about it" "telling myself one day i'll forget about it" "knowing that it probably isn't true"
pairings: leo valdez x fem!reader
warnings/tags: fluff with a hint of angst. best friend leo.
summary: "if you even feel half the way i do about you..."
leo had always been good at fixing things. mending broken gadgets and constructing new inventions from mere scraps was second nature to him. but right now, as the morning sun filtered through the windows of cabin 9, casting long shadows on his half-finished projects, leo was wrestling with something he couldn’t fix, couldn’t build, couldn’t even figure out.
he hadn’t slept. not even a wink. his eyes stung from staying up, but that wasn’t the worst part. the worst part was that every time he closed his eyes, he could see last night. the faint glow of the fire in bunker 9. the hum of his latest invention. and then you, standing in front of him, close enough to touch, holding a plate of food with a worried look in your eyes because he’d skipped dinner. again.
his fingers drummed against the workbench, trying to distract himself. anything to take his mind off the kiss. that kiss. he couldn’t stop replaying it. the way you’d looked at him, concerned and sweet. how he’d leaned in, almost as if pulled by some invisible force, his lips meeting yours without a second thought. it had been quick, just a soft press, but it was enough to set his heart racing. and when he pulled away, your sibling had come looking for you, breaking the moment, and leo had been left standing there, dazed, as you were dragged away to help with some urgent task.
now, as the sunlight crept into the corners of the cabin, leo wished he could just flip a switch in his brain and shut down these thoughts. maybe you’d been surprised. maybe you’d wanted him to kiss you. or maybe— more likely— you hadn’t. maybe you were just being nice, and he’d gone and made everything awkward. the more he thought about it, the more he convinced himself that it was the latter. you were probably just being a good friend, and he’d ruined everything.
"idiot," he muttered to himself, raking a hand through his curly hair. "she’s your best friend. what were you thinking?"
he grabbed a wrench and turned back to his project, something half-finished that looked like a mechanical bird. he tightened a few bolts, but his thoughts kept wandering back to you. he had to talk to you. he had to apologize before this thing went any further, before he lost you for good. he took a deep breath, wiped his hands on his jeans, and scribbled a quick note on a piece of scrap paper.
meet me at bunker 9. please? –leo
at breakfast, he spotted you sitting with your siblings. you were laughing at something one of them said, looking completely normal, as if nothing had happened. as if he hadn’t kissed you. his heart pounded as he walked past your table and slipped the note into your hand. you looked up, surprised, but he was already turning away, heading for the door.
you showed up at bunker 9 about an hour later. he was waiting, nervously pacing back and forth. when he saw you step through the door, he stopped and stood there, unsure of how to begin. you looked as calm and collected as ever, but leo knew you well enough to see the flicker of uncertainty in your eyes.
"you wanted to see me?" you asked, closing the door behind you. the bunker was quiet except for the soft whir of a cooling fan and the faint crackling of his project on the workbench.
he opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. he swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. "yeah, i… i wanted to talk to you about last night," he finally managed. "i, uh… i’m really sorry. for kissing you, i mean. i wasn’t thinking. i know you probably didn’t want that, and… i just… i’m sorry."
your expression didn’t change, but he could see your hands tense slightly at your sides. he felt his heart sink. of course. you were going to tell him that it was a mistake, that he’d crossed a line.
"leo," you said softly. "it’s okay. i think we just got caught up in the moment. you were tired, and i probably looked like i needed kissing or something."
his stomach twisted. "so, you don’t…" he trailed off, unsure how to finish that sentence.
you offered a small smile. "leo, you had been working all day. it’s not surprising if you were feeling a little out of it."
he nodded, his heart heavy. he knew you were letting him down gently, trying to keep the peace. that was just like you. always thinking of others, even when it hurt.
a silence stretched between you, awkward and heavy. you shifted slightly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "is that all you wanted to talk to me about?" you asked, your voice sounding casual. but he could hear the faint trace of hope in your tone, and it almost broke his heart. you wanted him to say more, to give you some reason to stay. but he couldn’t do that. not when he was sure he’d already messed everything up.
"yeah," he said, forcing himself to nod. "that’s all. i just… i know you have a lot to do with it being cabin inspection day and all. you should probably go."
you hesitated, looking like you wanted to say something, but then you nodded. "right. i should get going." you turned to leave, and he watched you walk away, his heart aching with each step you took.
and then, just as you reached the door, he couldn’t hold it in anymore. "wait!" he called out, rushing forward. you stopped, turning back to face him, your eyes wide with surprise.
he grabbed your hand, pulling you back toward him. before he could talk himself out of it, he leaned in and kissed you again. this time, it wasn’t a mistake. it wasn’t some impulsive action he couldn’t control. this time, he knew exactly what he was doing. he felt you tense for a second, then relax against him, your hands resting on his shoulders.
when he pulled away, he kept his face close to yours, his forehead touching yours. "i meant it," he whispered, his voice shaky. "i meant to kiss you. both times."
you looked up at him, searching his eyes. "what?"
he took a deep breath, his heart pounding. "i’ve been trying to be cool about it, you know? i’ve tried to act like it’s not a big deal, like it’s just whatever, but it is. i haven’t been able to get that kiss out of my head. i can’t stop thinking about you, about us. i know it’s stupid, and i know i should just let it go, but… i can’t."
you felt your heart racing at his words, still processing everything he was saying. you searched his eyes for clarity. "leo, what are you saying?"
he took a deep breath, his heart pounding. "i'm saying that i’ve been in love with you since... i don't know. since forever, i guess. since pretty much the moment i saw you. you're the best friend i've ever had, and i know i don't deserve you, but... if you even feel half the way that i do..."
you were silent for a moment, and his heart sank. he was about to pull away, to let you go and tell you it was okay if you didn’t feel the same. but then you spoke.
"i don’t," you said, and his world stopped. he felt like he was falling, everything crashing down around him.
but then you smiled, a soft, shy smile that made his heart skip a beat. "i don’t feel half the way you do, leo," you continued, your voice trembling. "i feel it ten times more."
his eyes widened, hope flooding through him. "you… you mean that?"
you nodded. "i mean it, leo. i've been in love with you for so long, but i never thought you’d feel the same way."
he laughed, the sound full of relief and joy. "gods, we’re a couple of idiots, aren’t we?"
you laughed too, and his heart soared at the sound. he pulled you into his arms, holding you close, his head resting on top of yours. he could feel your heartbeat against his chest, strong and steady, matching his own.
"i’m still sorry for last night," he murmured into your hair. "not for kissing you, but for not saying this sooner."
you pulled back, looking up at him with a smile. "well, you’re saying it now. that’s what matters."
he grinned, his heart feeling lighter than it had in years. he kissed you again, and this time, he knew it wasn’t a mistake. this time, it was real.
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so i’m obsessed with @gingerjolover ‘s jb x controversially young!gf blurb and when pookie was writing it i gave some suggestions of social media posts the boys make surrounding the two… and i was revisiting it and inspiration struck! so i give you…
controversially young!gf’s ig story while she’s dating julien baker 😁
c yaps: g i luv u so much and i hope u all enjoyed my photoshop skills with that last one 😉
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Can I request some Julien smut? Specifically birthday sex, like after her show they have a little party and the night goes on from there
ℐ 𝓅𝓊𝓉 𝒶 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊
OMG YES! because that sheer shirt was making me feral i fear. (THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY DRAFTS SINCE EARLY OCTOBER IM SORRY YALL)
18+ Minor DNI smut under the cut
Warnings: dom! reader, dom! jb, fingering, edging, pussy eating, squirting (if you squint), lovely lovely aftercare
authors note: also, this is my first time writing smut.. bear with me 🤭💋 (also juliens turn will be part two)
today is julien’s 29th birthday and you are able to celebrate in New York of all places. lucy and phoebe also flew in for todays show and to celebrate the absolute rockstar your girlfriend has become while having such a strong start to this tour. there’s been many cakes, many kisses directed towards the brunette and it’s overall such a great day.
you’re sitting in her dressing room catching up with lucy and phoebe while she’s getting ready for the set for the evening.
“hey y’all what about this?” julien says walking out of a smaller room in the space wearing a standard all black outfit (typical julien) but her dress shirt is sheer, revealing her black binder and peaks of her tattoos underneath the sheer fabric.
your jaw falls open completely disconnected from the conversation that was previously being said. all you can think about is what is underneath that shirt.
“oh jb is getting some tonight” phoebe says being her standard instigating self as you get you up and make your way towards the shorter brunette.
“you look so handsome baby” you say to her, swiping some stray hair that’s gotten in her face. you pull her into a hug and whisper into her ear. “i can’t wait to take this off of you tonight baby” you say as julien mouth then drop’s open.
“OH JB IS DEFINITELY GETTING SOME TONIGHT” phoebe yells with lucy giggling beside her.
“she’s not wrong birthday girl” you add into julien ear.
her grip tightens around your waist she growls into your ear
“keep it up princess and you won’t be able to say anything at all” she says. your grip tightens around her neck.
“hey horndogs, keep it in your pants” lucy says giggling
“have a good show baby, i’ll see you after” you say kissing julien. the kiss last way longer than it should have and you swore you heard julien moan into the kiss.
“i love you princess” she says as she heads out to the stage.
“love you more jb!” you say waving after her. the door closing behind her
“oh a good show it will be for sure. she’s going to be too busy thinking about what’s gonna happen after the afterparty if you know what i mean” phoebe says jabbing your side
“shuttttt uppppp” you say giggling with the other two.
during the show you could not take your eyes off julien, all you could think about was her abs through the sheet top, seeing her muscles of her arms more defined through the black fabric. she did phenomenal.
during the after party, she could not take her hands off of you. constantly her arms wrapped around your waist. hands gripping your thigh only making the fire in your lower abdomen grow and grow even deeper than before.
“do you want to get out of here baby?” you whisper into her ear, as you’ve practically mingled with each person in attendance and you truly want to celebrate not only the show from tonight but also her birthday.
“god yes” she says back to you. the both of you give your irish goodbyes and leave hand in hand.
the uber ride back to the hotel is silent and full of tension. juliens tattooed fingers wrapped around your thigh, essentially clenching it, as if suddenly you’d disappear. you get out of the uber and wait for julien to grab some of her things from the trunk.
“you ready my love?” you say as julien takes out her hand, begging you to take it.
the elevator ride up to the hotel room was hot, heavy, and you know that saying when one gets nervous “just imagine everyone with their clothes off” accept you weren’t nervous, you were soaked.
once you’ve reached julien’s hotel room she goes in her pocket to pull out the hotel key, unlocks it before looking at you, locking eyes once again. her pupils blown filled with desire, not saying a word.
the door opens, and immediately you’re pulled inside and pinned against the door, julien kicking your legs apart, standing between them. julien is kissing down your neck, leaving marks, bites, kisses as she goes down. you grab at her shirt collar. unbuckling her belt, untucking her shirt.
“did you make the conscious choice to wear this shirt today baby, knowing it would put you in this position?” you say unbuttoning her shirt very gently, trying to not only edge her on but knowing she would be so upset that one of her show tops got ruined but your sexual needs.
“oh absolutely princess” she says still attacking your neck.
“good as long as we are on the same page” you state, switching your position, julien now against the door. you can feel like she’s about to protest, that her best gift will simply be you but you stop her before she even gets the chance. “it’s your birthday julien, let me treat you baby” you say.
“oh assumed as such, but as it is my birthday after all… my request is that you go first” she says, giving you that cocky smirk…
“fuck, okay” you say smashing your lips into hers, she pushes you onto the bed, lifting up your dress to your abdomen, before look at you, raising her brow asking if it was okay to undress you, a true gentleman. all you can do is nod before she continues. she takes off your dress, freeing your breasts, the attaches to your neck again, quilling trailing it down towards your tits before attaching her lips around your nipple, flicking it with her tongue, before taking it into her mouth.
“jesus fuck julien, please” you moan out, entangling your fingers in her hair. and that’s all she needed. she immediately hooks her index fingers on each side of your underwear and pulls them down without a second thought. she looks up at you, her lips still on her tit, watching your facial expressions. she takes two fingers moaning at your slick that’s collected against the pads of her two calloused fingers before entering them into your slick heat, pumping her fingers in and out of you at a fast pace. you moaning arching your back, pushing down against the base of her fingers.
“looking at you fucking yourself on my fingers princess. you look so beautiful.” she says still continuing her pace.
you moan at her comment “jesus fuck julien, god”
she only quickens her pace still staying close next to you, continuing to mark up your neck and chest.
you are so aroused you feel yourself already getting close.
“julien don’t stop, please don’t stop, you feel so good” you say looking into her eyes, dark with lust.
“already so close princess? just by my fingers?” she says smirking down at you.
your brain is already so foggy, you feel your eyes wanting to roll back into your skull, you can only coherently give a “mhm”.
with that julien only quickens her pace, feeling that you’re stretched out enough she adds a third finger. this fully sends you over the top.
“julien, baby, fuck, i’m gonna cum” you moan out.
“then cum” she states.
that alone sends you over the edge, you moan out, screaming almost, your orgasm taking over and the overwhelming feeling of juliens fingers moving you through it. except juliens fingers keep going. your hips buck, squirming from the overstimulation, you whine.
“c’mon princess give me just one more, once more for me baby, you can do it” julien says looking almost into your soul before trailing her hot breath down your torso towards your clit. kissing and biting your inner thighs before attaching her lips to your clit, flick her tongue side to side and lightly sucking your bundle of nerves between her lips.
“fuck baby” you moan out again “your mouth feels so damn good” you say
“yeah baby? then enjoy it and show me by cuming all over my fingers” julien says detaching her mouth.
she continues her work, you grasp her hair in between your fingers not wanting her to let up, julien only moaning at the sensation. adding to your overstimulated body.
this goes on for a while, biting, licking, suckling your lower half while her fingers continue at their moderate pace, you can feel your walls pulsating, wanting to send over the edge.
“baby i’m so close, please” you moan out
“i can feel you princess, c’mon darlin’ cum” julien says speeding up her fingers, stretching you out to the max.
this only sends you to the full edge, your vision goes white, you release your arousal on julien’s fingers, it releasing onto juliens sheer black dress shirt. letting out a loud moan as you come down from your high. flopping back onto the pillows, hair sticking to your forehead.
julien sucks off your arousal from her fingers before removing from the bed, taking off her shirt, leaving her black binder on underneath. you whine at the weight that left the bed.
“one second princess i’m grabbing a washcloth for you” she says quickly dipping into the bathroom to grab a cloth, dampening it under the sink. she comes back to clean up your lower half before laying next to you swiping your sweat soaked hair from your face.
“how was that angel?” she says smiling at you
“so so so good… thank you” you say looking at her half lidded.
“no need to thank me princess” she says pulling you onto her chest reaching for her phone, opening youtube and pulling up some historical political video essay for you to ease back into.
“you can thank me when you come to and return the favor how does that sound?” she says once more kissing your forehead, letting the video play.
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Let the Light In
college! au
julien baker x f!reader
word count: 1.6k
warnings: implied smut, curse words, angry love confession, making out, sending nudes, dry humping (if you squint), dumb fucks in love
whatcha doing?
You smiled down at your phone, feeling your pussy throb under the skimpy mini-skirt adorning your figure. You unlocked your phone, quickly snapping a pic of the thong under the skirt. You sent it back to her, before locking your phone again. You placed it on the desk in front of you, turning your attention back to the open textbook in front of you. You felt your phone buzz quickly, and you hurriedly picked it up, reading the text she sent back.
my room, 15 mins.
Smirking to yourself, you closed the book and half finished notes, throwing them into your book bag. You hurried out of the library, making your way outside to begin the walk to Julien’s dorm. Autumn was in full swing, the leaves were a variety of shades. The light breeze ran through you making you tug your tiny skirt down, effectively doing nothing for you. You huffed and wrapped your arms around yourself as you followed the trail towards her dorm.
You and Julien had been fucking for a couple months now. She was in her senior year, ready to graduate with a master’s in literature. You were in your senior year of undergrad, eventually going for your master’s degree in pediatric psychology. You had originally met Julien during orientation, both wandering around looking for your dorms. You had transferred in from your home state, and you had bumped into the shorter brunette, who showed you around the campus. It was a few nights later you bumped into her again at a party. You had spent all night flirting, making out, getting stoned. When you woke up the next morning in her bed you saw the note she left.
i got some errands to run, text me xx
Since then, you two had been fucking late at night, and you had been harboring quite the crush on her. She was very stern that your trysts were to be strictly no strings attached. Unfortunately, that’s not how feelings work and your attraction to her grew exponentially. Also quite unfortunate, she showed no sign of reciprocating those feelings. You were growing sick of keeping things casual, but it was the only real way of being able to see her. You loathed the fact that you couldn’t work up the courage to tell her how you feel.
You approached her building, waiting on the stoop as you shot her a text to let her know you’re here. It wasn’t even a full minute before she swung the front door open to let you inside. You quietly followed her to her room, not a word spoken between the two of you. The second her dorm room door closed behind you, she had slammed you up against it. Her lips caught yours into a feverish kiss.
You could feel the air around you grow thick with anticipation, the heat between your legs only spurring Julien on. She licked hungrily at your mouth, and you gasped to open for her. She rutted her denim-clad thigh between your legs. You moaned into her mouth, the feeling of her legs alleviating the pressure between you. Your hands found their way into her hair, tugging at the roots. She growled lowly, pulling away only to reattach her lips to your neck, biting down harshly. The sudden contact made you whimper, and she quickly soothed over the bite with her tongue. You gripped her hair, tugging the locks to speed her along.
“Jules please- enough teasing. Please fuck me already.” You whined, anticipation eagerly killing you. She smirked into your neck, lightly chuckling against your salty flesh.
“As you wish, princess.” She pulled away, picking you up and carried you over to her twin sized bed. She set you down gently, before tugging her shirt off of her head. Your jaw dropped, seeing her perfect chest adorned with the ink. Of course the sight wasn’t new to you, but seeing it every time made you fall deeper for her.
She chuckled at your face, unknowing to you, but she was crushing just as hard. She couldn’t help but feel dizzy whenever you kissed her. She loved how expressive you were at everything she did. She loved the way your legs looked, and how you did your hair. She loved the freckles that dusted your cheeks and shoulders. She fantasized about you in the shower, wondering what it would feel like if you washed her hair for her.
Julien walked towards you, taking your face in her hands before kissing you deeply. You blushed at the sweet gesture, savoring the moment between you two. She moaned into your mouth, feeling your hands at her sides. You rubbed circles on her bare hips, pulling her closer to you, her thighs falling to straddle your own. She pulled back, eyes twinkling down at you. She brushed your hair back behind your shoulders before grabbing the hem of your skimpy shirt and pulling it over your head. She reattached her lips to yours, palming your bare breasts. You moaned into her mouth, the sensation sending lightning straight to your already dripping pussy.
You broke the kiss, pulling back to fully take in Julien’s form. She blushed, a small grin creepy onto her face.
“Ever so bashful, Jules. You’re incredible.” Her smile faltered, and she slowly climbed off your lap. You frowned, confused as to what just happened.
“What’s wrong, Jay?” You whispered, suddenly feeling on edge. She shook her head, unable to meet your eyes.
“I can’t do this, can you leave? I-I need some space.” She squeaked, turning away from you to pull her shirt back on.
You didn’t reply, partially out of shock, but you didn’t know what to say. You nodded, even though she wasn’t looking at you, before quickly redressing yourself. You could feel the tears start to stream down your cheeks. You grabbed your bag, and rushed out of the dorm hall.
It had been a month since that night. Julien never texted you, and hadn’t replied to any of yours. You were so unsure of what had transpired. You didn’t want to move on, and your crush never wavered. You were going out less, barely being able to attend classes. Your friends had given up at this point trying to cheer you up, even though they had no idea what was plaguing your thoughts.
You decided to get out and go get some hot chocolate from the small cafe right off of campus. It was now early december and the snow was beginning to stick to the ground. You loved winter, it reminded you of home. You couldn’t wait to go home for Christmas, hoping it would take your mind off of Julien. You knew it probably wouldn’t do anything, but you could at least pretend. You trudged through the snow, feeling the icy wind nip at your face. You kept your eyes at your feet, when you noticed a pair of light brown brogues in front of you. Your head raised and your eyes widened in shock.
“Can I join you?” Julien whispered, her brow furrowed trying to anticipate your answer. You sighed, mulling it over before nodding your head. She walked alongside you in silence for a few minutes before you stopped to look at her.
“What happened? Why did you just drop me like it was nothing?” You probed, feeling the anger and hurt begin to bubble to the surface.
“I’m so sorry, babe. Honestly you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” She responded, her voice breaking a bit.
“Try me.” You spoke through gritted teeth.
“I-I…… i’m in love with you, okay?” Her voice not growing above a whisper. Your face must’ve been harsher than you realized, her face seeming to be showing fear at your own. You breathed and took a step back. She stepped forward, grabbing your hand.
“please- say something, anything.” She pleaded. You huffed, rolling your eyes at her.
“You love me? You stop talking to me, completely ignoring me, pretend I don’t exist, because you love me?” You spat at her, rather harshly. Hot tears were now streaming down both of your faces, your eyes staring at her, and hers were on the ground.
“I thought that if I stopped seeing you, it would go away. I only realized it that night when you looked at me the way you do and told me I was incredible.” She confessed, tears streaming down even harder. You growled before grabbing her face in your hands and kissing her. She wrapped her arms around your waist. You pulled back brushing her tears away with your thumbs.
“Jules you dumb fuck, I’m in love with you. I’ve wanted to tell you for so long. We could’ve been dating this whole time!” You ranted. She spaced out, fully allowing your words to sink in.
“Oh my god, what the fuck? I’m so fucking stupid. Please allow me to make it up to you.” She bargained. You laughed at her, nodding with glee before bending down to kiss her again. She giggled against your lips. She picked you up and spun around, squeezing you tightly as if she was afraid this was some illusion.
“Deal, you owe me hot chocolates forever.” You jokingly scolded her. She saluted you, grabbing your hand and dragging you in the direction of the cafe.
Love, A
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just reminding y'all that this happened btw
#yellowjackets#yellowjackets x reader#yellowjackets smut#taissa turner#taissa turner x reader#taissa turner smut#lucy dacus#night shift#boygenius
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Me @ Ellie Williams
#ellie williams#ellie the last of us#ellie williams x you#ellie williams fluff#ellie williams tlou#ellie williams oneshot#ellie williams angst#ellie williams headcanons#ellie williams smut#ellie williams x reader#ellie tlou#phoebe bridgers#graceland too#punisher phoebe bridgers#boygenius#julien baker#lucy dacus
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Masterlist!
Hello, and welcome to my page!
My requests are always open! All of my works and who I write for are below the cut! I do not take smut requests for real people anymore, and any smut requests for non-characters will be ignored.
❤ - fluff
✨ - Smut
⭐ - request
‼ - Series
Billie Eilish
LUNCH ❤✨‼ Ch.2 » Ch.3 » Ch.4 » Ch.5 » Ch.6
you need a seat? i’ll volunteer ❤
Renee Rapp
Renee x Towa Headcanons ❤
Towa Bird
Julien Baker
childhood friends to lovers ⭐❤
Ruby Cruz
backstage!ruby headcanons ❤⭐
Sydney Novak
Kit Tanthalos
Hazel Callahan
first day at fight club ❤
fucking hazel before fight club ✨⭐
fucking hazel after fight club ✨⭐
stars between us » ch.2 » ch.3 » ch.4 » ch.5 » ch.6 » ch.7 » ch.8 » epilogue ❤✨⭐‼
being fucked by hazel ✨⭐
brother's best friend!hazel fucking you (coming soon)
Ellie Williams
fucking ellie so good her legs shake ✨⭐
14 y.o ellie comforting you while you’re insecure ❤⭐
lovergirl!ellie headcanons ❤⭐
loser!ellie learning to finger ✨⭐
ellie spanking reader playfully ⭐
ellie trying to play it cool but failing headcanons ❤⭐
Abby Anderson
Casey Gardner
fake dating with casey (coming soon)
Robin Buckley
Rhayenera Targaryen
Alicent Hightower
#billie eilish#fanfic#lunch#hit me hard and soft#billie eilish x reader#fluff#lesbian#pride#smut#wlw#renee rapp#towa bird#julien baker#boygenius#ruby cruz#willow#willow series#willow 2022#save willow#kit tanthalos#sydney novak#hazel callahan#hazel callahan x reader#bottoms movie#bottoms 2023#ellie williams#ellie williams tlou#ellie tlou2#casey gardner#abby anderson
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