#charlotte matthews x you

[fawnlotties]

being charlotte matthew’s assistant…

you were forever grateful that charlotte had decided to take pity upon a broke college student and hire you as her assistant. you were skeptical of her ‘intentional community’ at first, but charlotte was the furthest thing from a demanding boss. being able to sit in a homely office with guaranteed hot meals and a gorgeous older woman to check in on you constantly - how could you complain?

speaking of, charlotte was always around you. you’d find it overbearing if you didn’t love the scent of her bergamot perfume, or the way her hand would linger on your shoulder when she’d ask you to chase up client information. as the weeks went on so did her watch over you, to the point where your office became merged with her own.

“but, no one’s meant to come in here… are you sure?”

“of course, darling. it’ll only make things more efficient, won’t it? and… i could use the company.”

you had a growing suspicion that charlotte was favouring you. you weren’t required to wear purple like everyone else, in fact, charlotte went out of her way to begin supplying you with ‘uniform.’ skirts and dresses teetering the line of sensual corporate, whatever that meant. she’d insist you left the top buttons of your blouse undone - “it’s getting quite warm in here, right? maintenance are useless…” - she’d even begun to expect a little fashion show whenever new heftily-priced clothes were placed atop your bedsheets. you couldn’t lie, it excited you to see her so endeared, so proud as you meekly show off your new not-very-sensible black pumps with a price tag that could send you into cardiac arrest.

you soon learnt that charlotte is very tactile. not only in her work within the community, but in her work with you. the first time she suggested you give her a massage, albeit half-joking, you wondered when your daydreams had turned so vivid. as your manicured fingers dug into the junctures of her tensed neck and she lets out a breathy moan, you thanked all your lucky stars.

charlotte declared that your fingers “work magic,” and you tried move past the obvious innuendo that had your cheeks heated red every time you’re around her. it’s hard, though, when she began to use your affection as a stress reliever. it’s not like you hate it, anything but. behind closed eyes, your nights are filled with visions of her slender fingers enclosed around your wrist, tugging you impossibly closer, slipping between your stocking-clad thighs. you sensed that charlotte can somehow read your thoughts, though the thought both scares and excites you.

it started with more massages, where she slips the soft material off her shoulder because “i’m so tense here, lend a hand?” her calloused fingers began to clasp at yours, guiding them just a little further down to where you think the boundaries of your position are blurred. but at this point, self control is out the window, especially with the way her doe eyes completely pull you inward.

everything about her pulls you in, really. all she has to do now is whisper a soft “darling,” when you appear in the doorframe, maybe even a little coax with her finger, and you’re practically floating right into her lap. it’s a proven stress reliever for her, and you’re more than happy to provide. that’s what a good assistant does, after all!

her lips find your neck because she says the scent of you relaxes her, sometimes whispering that you taste good, and you’d never admit how excited that gets you. meanwhile her hands toy with the material of your cardigan’s hem, and you get the hint.

charlotte loves when you talk. she’ll ask you to drone on about your day whilst her teeth are just lightly puncturing the soft skin of your neck, tsk if you stutter whilst she pries your thighs apart. you want to please her, after all, and she knows this too. it’s why her praise now comes in a constant stream, whispers of “good girl, that’s it, you’re making me so proud…”

you make her especially proud when you sink to your knees, under the mahogany of her desk. it’s only ever when you notice she’s particularly tense - knuckles white as she grips the edge of her desk, brows pursed into a quaint frown. you have her like jelly in almost no time as you slip underneath her kaftan, and the only sounds that fill the grandeur of the room are your muffled hums and charlotte’s shaky gasps, curses and praise slipping through her lips like a mantra. only when her thighs are shaking and her eyes are rolling back does she forget about the tasking role that is being head of her commune, all thanks to her doting assistant.

[valnvy]

i go insane everytime i think about them

[anifever]

Hii, can you make Johnny cade or the gang with reader kinda like Charlotte LA Bouff from princess and the frog because I'm just thinking that it would be so interesting having kind of s/o so spoiled but kind and not a brat too, I love Lottie tho✨😭

Gang w/ a Lottie!Reader ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

The Outsiders x Fem!Reader

୨୧ : The Curtis gang with a reader whose like Charlotte La Bouff from “Princess and the Frog”

A/N : AHHH I’m sorry this took me so long I’ve been busy w other stuff. Anyways, I always wanted to be Lottie when I was younger 🥲 hopefully I got this close enough to her character also sorry these are shorter than normal <\3

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Darry

୨ He’s honestly a little jealous of you

୨ He feels like you have everything he doesn’t

୨ That being said, does NOT stop the man from loving you once he sees how sweet and generous you are

୨ Your personalities are super different tho

୨ You’re so bubbly and bright and he thinks it’s endearing

୨ You definitely keep him on his toes

୨ You also keep him young

୨ Whenever he seems to be struggling more than usual with finances, you swoop in and save the day

୨ He’s like “??? Honey, I can’t take this,” and you’re just like “Too late, Dare-Bear, don’t worry about it 😊”

୨ Whenever you sleep over you wear a frilly pink sleep mask he has trouble not smiling over

୨ You love his cooking and are always drooling over it

୨ It’s a habit for you to bring pastries, etc from a bakery on the other side of town whenever you come over

୨ Earlier in the relationship/before you started dating, he knew how spoiled you were and he was like “..how am I supposed to compete with this.”

୨ Luckily you find him extremely muscly, attractive, and sweet so it makes up for his money 😋😋

୨ Either way, he still buys you whatever he can when he has the spare cash

୨ You have him wrapped around your finger

Two-Bit

୨ Couldn’t hold back his laugh when he saw a childhood picture of you dressed as a princess for Halloween

୨ You guys honestly go together so well

୨ If you have the same type of accent Lottie has- even better

୨ The first thing you said when you met his sister was “Well aren’t you as pretty as a peach!”

୨ Safe to say that made him more smitten

୨ You walk him like a dog it’s so funny

୨ He doesn’t spend as much money on beer anymore cuz he saves a lot up for you

୨ Found a stray kitty on the street and you started squealing when he brought it to you

୨ He was cheesing from ear to ear

୨ Has tried to get you to kiss a frog before after you told him you always wanted to when you were younger (mwahaha) and you freaked out

୨ That being said, he picks up random bugs all the time to try and gross you out- which works

୨ You never hurt them though⁉️⁉️ You just run away and start screaming

୨ Whenever he starts insulting people if they’re mean to you or something, you start dying of laughter which spurrs him on more

Steve

୨ He’s torn between thinking you’re a brat to also being extremely attracted to you

୨ He assumes you’re a mean girl who lives off daddy’s money (the second part being lowkey true)

୨ Doesn’t stop him from drooling tho

୨ Contrary to popular belief, you were actually really nice

୨ Like you came into the DX one day, giving him a huge tip while talking super animatedly and he was just like “Ah..”

୨ Whenever he talks about cars you have no clue what he’s talking about

୨ You have a pretty pink ‘62 Ferrari 250 GTO and that’s all you know!!

୨ You buy new clothes constantly and have lil’ fashion shows for him

୨ “Yeahhh, could you jus’ spin around one more time so I can see the back? 😇”

୨ “….Steve.”

୨ Whenever nobody else is around (Soda, etc) at the DX, you give him WAY bigger of a tip than normal lmao

୨ Brags about you to Soda all the time

Dallas

୨ He thought you were so annoying at first I’m sorry 😭

୨ Even with that, he still tried to get in your pants

୨ You slapped him for it which just made him want you more (he’s on that freak timing)

୨ You know what you want and he’s honestly really attracted to it

୨ He ends up spoiling you though, he can’t help it when you give him puppy dog eyes and pout your glossy lips

୨ Hilariously different

୨ Whenever he’s in your room he’s so out of place

୨ He’s surrounded by so much pink, stuffed animals, expensive jewelry and clothes, a big canopy bed, a crystal chandelier, etc

୨ His ego gets boosted when he’s out in public with you

୨ Like he’s with the prettiest and richest girl in town??? Yeahhh he’ll never let this go

୨ You not caring about his/his friends status’ is really important to him and he appreciates it even though he’ll never outright say it

Soda

୨ You guys both have a big line of people who want you

୨ Power couple!!

୨ You’re really ditzy- not necessarily stupid, but not all there

୨ He relates.

୨ You guys just sit there and look pretty

୨ Like you definitely have won various beauty pageants and have kept all the tiaras and sashes

୨ Makes you try the tiaras on every time he comes over

୨ He takes you to a drag race or rodeo and you’re like “Shew- Soda, I’m sweatin’ like a sinner in church,” while fanning yourself

୨ Probably because you’re wearing some expensive dress from a boutique in town made with thick material, but he’ll never smart off to you by saying that 🤍🤍

୨ Has a habit of ruining his DX shirt and you always pay for him to get a new one

୨ He already knew he was attractive, but it was only when you came along and started buttering him up that he started getting giddy about it

୨ He sucks up so hard to your mom and dad; they love him

Johnny

୨ Probably teased you a bit with Pony before you guys officially met

୨ After the initial iffy feeling he had about you wore off, he was head over heels when he knew you better

୨ He genuinely sees you as a princess

୨ You’re always wearing some shade of pink and some form of pearls and he’s mesmerized

୨ He thinks you deserve a lot better since he can’t give you much

୨ You literally couldn’t care less though since he treats you so well

୨ He’ll save up random coins off the street if he had to tho

୨ Your house is huge so you let him stay in a spare room which eventually just becomes his own

୨ Your house also did nothing to help his idea of you being a princess since it was way bigger and more extravagant than anything he could’ve imagined

୨ Your cat(s) love him, he’s a little overwhelmed at first but after that you’ll always find him with one around/on him

୨ You’re so comfortable fawning over him constantly and he gets pretty embarrassed about it LMAO

Pony

୨ He has a thing for pretty rich girls so this is fitting

୨ Once again, he also assumed you were mean and stuck up

୨ When you guys talked for the first time, he was definitely surprised

୨ You were definitely a bit out of touch with reality, but who cares!!!! You were pretty and nice!!!!

୨ Saw you stand up for one of your greaser friends once and felt his heart skip a beat

୨ Heard through the grapevine (he asked around) that you were enamored with some ‘pretty boy’ and couldn’t stop talking about him and he was like “Awww shucks 😞”

୨ He became extremely confused and denied it when Two and Johnny kept saying it was him after they saw you two interact at school

୨ He finally picked up on the heavy flirting one day and was like “…OHHHH”

୨ Whenever you get excited about something, he has a hard time understanding you since you start talking so fast and freaking out, but he just watches with a lovesick grin

୨ Your sass put together is on another level

୨ It scares Darry.

୨ And Steve.

୨ Back to the point I made earlier, you’d stand up for him about his status no matter what

୨ So in love it’s nasty

୨ Everyone in the gang is confused about how he bagged you especially considering he’s the youngest

[sunny-rants]

sometimes I forget that yellowjackets is a horror show and not a cute 90s high school sitcom but sapphic, where the goth loner surprises everyone by going out with the geeky theatre kid, and the uptight christian girl chills out when she starts smoking weed with her stoner girlfriend, and the mean lesbian and her butch are running the girls locker room like it’s a gay speakeasy and their exasperated health teacher/soccer coach has to keep getting them out of trouble and no one gets lost in the woods or cannibalized

[moneymartin]

MAY I REQUEST FOR LOTTIE WITH A SKATER GF HCS

🦌-lottie with skater!gf hcs

k this has been sitting in my inbox for like a week im sorry zzz also pulling stuff out of my ass cuz im so sleepyt

rich girl yes, she def buys you your gear and shit

if you ask her for a new deck she will literally get it for you no hesitation even if she already got you one

even the clothes and shoes like okayyyy (all brand name clothes for skating r so expensive too omfg)

offering her some help cause she wants to learn just for you

one day before she asked for it though she came home with scratches and a few bruises here and there cause she was trying to learn while you were out of the house :(

cannot balance thats why it happened

when you do end up teaching her though she is gripping onto you so tight it feels like your shirt is gonna rip 😭 she’s terrified of falling in front of you it is literally her biggest fear

teaching her tricks is a whole new level like she cannot pop up the tail properly and always holds on to you cause she sux!

you probably get her the skate trainers so she can do them when you’re gone ☹️

idk if ppl are gonna know what i’m talking abt but having her stand on the board while you hold her hands and she jumps so you can make the board underneath spin

please tell me you guys know what i’m talking abt or i’m gonna sound fucking crazy…

when she gets what she considers good she always calls you out so you can see her do a silly lil pop shuv or a strawberry milkshake 😭

when you sucked at skating you would get hurt ALL THE TIME!!!

lots of blood thats for sure.. lottie tending to your wounds and calling you ‘stupid’ for not wearing a helmet

you tell her “it looks dumb on me” and she ends up smacking you in the area where it hurts just so you know not to do it again and wear the damn helmet no matter how dumb it looks 😒

makes up for that tho fs! kisses your little scratches and bruises while you sleep so they magically feel better in the morning

definitely gives you massages too like she is such an angel oh my god

i think if you broke her arm or leg she’d FREAK!!!

she sees your hand twisted in that weird way but you’re just sitting on the floor holding up your wrist while she’s literally sobbing and calling an ambulance 🤧

same thing with the leg me thinks… your ankle twisted or something like that

when you get your arm casted up she helps you do everything like dress and cook and all that shebang

also she writes all over the cast like she makes it hard for the other yjs to sign it cause all there is on there is her name a bunch of times and a million hearts and doodles

one space on there where the yjs have their names cramped up while lottie’s is everywhere 😕

when it heals and you start to skate again lottie makes you wear a big ass sweater with a shit ton of padding underneath

probably makes you wear big old pants too so she can pad them up as well

gets you a big dumb helmet too so you don’t get hurt

but in reality she just cares about you too much and hates seeing you in pain 🙁🙁🙁

[feminin0m3n0n]

whenever i read a lottie matthews (grown) fanfiction and the warnings be : ANAL, BREEDING, SPANKING, EDGING AND CNC F***ING 😈😈😈.

and then its this babygirl who does group meditation and drinks ashwagandha :

[nerd-at-sea5]

nat: hey lot, how’d you come up with ‘lottie’ anyway? isn’t the default nickname for charlotte ‘charlie’

lottie: nat. baby. darling. sweetheart. love of my life. call me charlie and i will dump you and quite literally never speak to you again

nat: 😳

taissa: it’s what her parents call her.

nat, van and jackie: o h. damn relatable.

[hoarder-of-dragons]

Finally watched The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals and now I'm mentally ill...no one touch me

[ultrone]

𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐖𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

i only write for young lottie. she's +18 on all smut content.

click here to see yellowjackets masterlist.

⋆ ꉂ one-shots — wc 2k+

over the edge : pre-crash — your best friend, lottie, has been in love with you for a while now, but can't find a way to tell you the truth... until she gets jealous and that pushes her over the edge to confess her feelings.

⋆ ꉂ drabbles — 1k to 2k wc

spider lottie x black cat nat x ordinary reader

lottie fucking you on her dad’s desk

spider!lottie x kleptomaniac!reader

⋆ ꉂ blurbs — wc less than 1k

going to bed with whiny lottie : pre-crash

protective bff lottie cleaning up your wounds : post-crash

lottie eating you out because the wilderness asked her to

lottie teaching you how to play soccer

lottie fucking you with her strap : post-crash

shades of cool : au

mean girl lottie and bsf nat

⋆ ꉂ headcanons — bulletpoints

girlfriend lottie : pre-crash

dating protective lottie : pre-crash

lottie dating golden retriever gf : pre-crash

her reaction to being jealous, simping and angry

random thoughts : pre-crash

older sister lottie : pre-crash

lottie with guitarist gf

witch!gf!lottie : post-crash

jackielot dating deaf!reader

⋆ ꉂ tags

lottie matthews thoughts — contains every ask i’ve answered that is related to her.

[blemiish]

gay sex with each other could fix them

[u-look-beautiful-today]

Chapters: 11/? Fandom: Yellowjackets (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lottie Matthews/Natalie Scatorccio, Vanessa "Van" Palmer/Taissa Turner, Shauna Shipman/Jackie Taylor, Vanessa "Van" Palmer & Natalie Scatorccio, Natalie Scatorccio & Jackie Taylor, Natalie Scatorccio & Shauna Shipman

Summary:

Natalie's life has been a rollercoaster of extreme lows and incredible highs. She makes meaningful friendships that run so deep in her she can't just throw them away. Not even after what Jackie said that one winter. Or when Natalie pulled the trigger that night and tried to push them all away. She's never known a sense of peace and yet, it's all she feels when she's around Lottie Matthews.

Lottie Matthews life has been one of loneliness. Absent parents, voices only she can hear, and no meaningful connections. Her mind seems to be her enemy most days and she knows it'll never give her peace. So why does Natalie Scatorccio call her mind beautiful and says she can't sleep at night unless it's with Lottie?

[kings-paintbrush]

IM GONNA BITE THE HAND THAT FEEDS ME LIKE A RABBID DOG. ACID. ACID MY FAVORITE WRITER :((((( ACID WHEN I CATCH YOU WHEN I BITE YOU

THIS IS SO GOOD IDEK WHAT TO SAY :(((

Card Tricks Lottie Matthews x Reader ★TW for description of murder and some angst towards the end ★

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"Was this your card?"

Lottie shook her head. She had been watching you fumble with the playing cards and attempt to perform a lousy trick for the better half of thirty minutes. At least it felt that way- there wasn't really a good way to tell the time way out here in the wilderness.

"Damnit. I used to be so good at this stupid trick."

She watched you shove the card back into the deck as you began to shuffle it. Honestly the whole process of the trick had been triggering enough based on the events that had occurred while you guys were stranded. Even if it wasn't winter anymore and you no longer had to choose which teammate had to die based on the act of drawing cards, your silly little trick was enough of a reminder. The way you shuffled the deck before spreading it out and asking her to choose a card made a pit grow in her stomach. And yet-

"This trick is stupid. I give up-"

"No wait!" You went to stand, attempting to pocket the cards, but Lottie grabbed your sleeve and tugged it gently as a gesture for you to stay, "Try again."

"Why? I'm never gonna get it."

Lottie didn't think you'd get it either. She was kind of hoping you wouldn't. There was something about your warm presence that she was absolutely determined not to let go of. You had this sort of lopsided grin when you proudly presented the card you thought was hers, and a goofy laugh when she told you the card you were holding wasn't even close. Even if it was somewhat childish, she loved the way you were attempting to make her smile with your dumb card trick. She thought it was extremely cute- except she couldn't use that as an acceptable answer to the question you had just asked.

Instead, she said nothing and shrugged.

"You know Lottie, I don't quite understand you," You muttered as you slowly shuffled the deck, "What's going on in that big brain of yours?"

"Just lost in thought I guess." She muttered quietly.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

She shook her head and you instinctively sighed.

"Alright, how about this," You paused your shuffling to place a card face up in front of her, and another in front of yourself, "Humor me with a game."

Lottie glanced down at the card in front of her, curiously studying it as if she had never seen one before. Nine of clubs in front of herself, a seven of hearts in front of you. Confused, she looked back up at you with a slight frown on her face.

"Game of what?" She watched as you slid her a second card yet again face up. Three of hearts. You took another card for yourself but kept it face down, and she finally pieced it together, "Blackjack?"

You smirked as you glanced at your card, excited before the round even started, "If I win you tell me what's on your mind. You win and I'll tell you wants on mine."

"That sounds like a regular conversation but with extra streps."

"You're the one who wants to be anti-social. Are you in or not?"

She looked over at her own cards once again. The idea of fucking around with the cards when they had caused so much carnage among your group felt dreadfully wrong, and yet Lottie found herself gesturing for you to deal her another card.

"Alright Matthews!" You giddily drew another card and handed it to her. Excited as you were, your smile fell upon watching her flip the card over. King of spades. Her total threw her just over twenty one. "Oh... wow that was super fast. We don't have to count this round-"

"No it's fine, I lost." Lottie was quiet for a moment, before she slid the cards back to you, "Can we play again?"

"You wanna keep going?" You watched as she slowly nodded before you added the three cards into the deck and shuffled them in, "You still have to tell me what you're thinking about."

"Oh right," She mumbled as you passed her a card. Ten of hearts. "I'm thinking about last winter. When I was sort of forced to be the leader."

"That wasn't very fair on you." You frowned as you took a card for yourself. Ace, otherwise a one. "But now Natalie is the leader. Do you think she's doing a good job?"

"I think she's doing the best she can." You slid Lottie her next card. Jack of clubs.

"Is that a good thing?"

"She's doing better than I was."

"Ah." You took what Lottie said into consideration as you drew your next card and kept it face down. Unsurprisingly Lottie decided to stay seeing how good her cards were. You flipped over your upside down card and immediately groaned. Nine of hearts. "Fuck."

"You don't seem confident."

"Course not. I don't need to draw another to know you've won." Although you said you wouldn't you took another card and slowly flipped it over. Two of diamonds. "See?"

She stifled a laugh as she handed you her cards, "Your turn. What have you been thinking about?"

"Eh, I've just been thinking about home." You said slowly as you handed her a card. Five of spades. "It's weird how life back home is probably business as usual while we're stuck here, like we're trapped in time."

Lottie tilted her head to the side as she tried to process what you said, "What do you mean by that?"

"We're stuck out here, isolated from the rest of the world. Life is still going on, shit is still happening out there and yet we're here missing it all. Hell, I think we missed my birthday."

"I think we missed a lot of birthdays."

"Exactly! It's like we're locked in 1996 and everyone just... left us behind."

Lottie's smile slowly fell. She glanced down at her card as if it would give her an answer. The card was faded and tainted a slightly muddy color. It was old- the whole deck was. The box of cards was one of the items left in the cabin, having gone untouched by human life for however many years. It was a staple of time, abandoned by the past and forever untouched by the future. Similar to her, exactly like you.

"I guess that's a weird thing to think about. I just don't want to be stuck here for the rest of my life like everything else in this stupid fucking cabin."

She wanted to feign positivity and try to reassure you, but she knew there wasn't much of a point. Try as she might to comfort you, she knew it wasn't worth trying to lie to your face about being rescued soon or whatever else might make you feel better. Especially not when she already knew how that would turn out.

She once again decided it was easier to stay quiet, biting at the skin on the knuckles of her index finger as if it was so much more interesting than whatever she could've said to contribute to the conversation.

Watching Lottie succumb to the silence made you roll your eyes as you took a card for yourself. Eight of diamonds.

"What I'm trying to say is that it's time to move on."

"What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about." You said dryly as you slid her another card. It was face down, meaning she would be forced to flip it over in order for your game to continue. She stared at the card, refusing to touch it. Beginning to grow frustrated, you groaned, "I'm stuck in time but you don't have to be. I don't understand why you insist on staying with me."

Lottie glanced over to the side, staring a hole into the wall so she wouldn't have to look in your direction. You knocked on the table to get her attention, the sound making her jump as she snapped back to life.

"Lottie."

"Mhm?"

"The card." You said gently as you pointed to it, "Flip it over."

Her hand shook as it hovered over the card, and you watched her eyes become glossy as she finally picked at the corner and flipped it over.

Queen of hearts. Folded, torn, disintegrating at the slightest touch. Cursed to be an item of the past. Exactly like you.

"Ah, sorry. Bad shuffle. That card was supposed to be mine." You reach over to take the card but she firmly placed her hand on top of it so you couldn't quite grab it. "Lottie c'mon," You frown at her stubbornness, "You know that was my card- pretending it was yours doesn't change what happened, you should know that by now."

She should know that- and she did, but she liked to pretend she didn't. Lottie could try to forget how it happened and reimagine the event in her mind, but no matter what she did she could still see it clear as day in her memory. It was fresh in her mind, the kind of memory that wouldn't fade no matter how hard she tried to get rid of it.

"Why can't I go in your place?"

You shrugged. If you knew the answer you would've told her by now. You supposed it was because the wilderness chose you or whatever, but for the most part you figured it was pure rotten luck. You remembered it all too well, when you were handed the deck with the group circled around you as you slowly flipped over the card on the top. Your heart dropped before you even picked it up, and you knew your life was about to be cut short at that very moment.

"They needed you Lottie. You can't just swap places with me- you already tried that."

You didn't need to tell Lottie that- she knew the truth no matter how hard she tried to deny it. She knew it was you who drew the executioner's card when she tried to frame it as her own, and she knew it was you who tried to dash out the door as she pleaded for death in your place when the group tightened their fists around makeshift weapons.

You both knew it was her, instead of you, who cried out in agony when you tripped in the snow and received an axe lodged in your organs for your fatal mistake. You made a small noise as you choked on the blood flooding up your throat as Lottie fell to her knees by your side and held you close all the while your life slowly slipped through her fingers.

But you guys didn't really like talking about that. She liked to pretend she was the one brutally bludgeoned in the snow by someone she used to call a friend. It made more sense in her mind to imagine you were the one still around after she successfully protected you in her final moments.

But she didn't. She couldn't. Maybe she could try to hold onto you with frantic desperation, but you couldn't watch her destroy herself as she tried to ignore the reality.

You hated how stubborn she was being about this as she held onto the card like it was her lifeline. You gestured for her to hand it over and she slowly shook her head.

"You have a life to live. You need to leave me behind."

"I don't want to leave you."

"You have to."

Lottie stared at the card trapped under her fingers as if ignoring you would change anything.

"That's my card Lottie. Not yours. You don't have to be stuck here with me. You need to move on."

"I won't."

"You don't have a choice."

Realizing what you were saying, Lottie suddenly looked up. You were gone, as if you had never been there. She looked around frantically, but you were absolutely nowhere to be found. The only remnant of the fact that you had been there at all was the messy card game in front of Lottie. She stared at the game as the tears that had been bubbling in the corners of her eyes finally rolled down her face.

A queen of hearts, faded and torn, was in the place you had been just moments prior. The deck of cards sat dormant in Lottie's own hands.

[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

father’s and mother’s day | s.r. x pregnant!fem reader

“happy father’s day!” annabeth came rushing into your bedroom causing you and spencer to flinch from the loud noise. you felt her scramble into the bed on spencer side, turning your head you saw how she cling to him.

spencer groaned, “thank you my love bug. you’re just as special since you granted me that title. i’d still be doctor spencer reid if you did come along.” he planted loving kisses along her chubby face. her high pitched giggles filled your heart.

“and what a shame that title would be,” you joked as you eyes the two. you looked down at your soon to be popped belly, “say hi to daddy.”

there was a kick and you quickly grab from spencer’s hand so he could feel the twins morning cheer. “hi charlotte and matthew, a great father’s day surprise was finding out there was two of you in there. mommy’s kinda glad we were able to get two kids in one, less work to be done.”

“but more pain for me,” poking a finger into his shoulder teasingly. spencer kissed at you stretched stomach, talking to both of them for a minute as your fingers carded through his hair and annabeth placed a hand beside his larger one to feel the kicks.

“does it hurt?” she asked you, her eyes wide and the same as spencer’s.

“a bit. they have to squeeze between my own organs, that’s why i need to pee a lot. my bladder is a victim to growing babes.” your free hand caressed at your daughters cheek, “you were such a good girl. you only kicked a few times then stopped, and sometimes you kicked when either of us talked directly to you. that’s why you know us so well already, we’ve been talking long before you came to earth.”

spencer moved to sit beside you, he planted a morning kiss upon your cheek. “did you know ties are the most common gift on father’s day? especially the best dad ones.”

“we got you one!” annabeth announced. spencer appeared shocked, “really! do i deserve the title of best dad though?”

annabeth stood to her feet, her legs wobbling with the mattress as she carried herself to spencer and threw her arms around his shoulders. “yes! yes! bestest dad in the universe!”

“the bravest and sweetest dad alive,” you added along.

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a/n: i just threw this together in thirty minutes after waking up. happy father’s day.

[bnecaz]

i can request Meangirl!lottie? I think she would be sooo mean, I think she would love overstimulation! I love your posts!!!

Lottie Matthews x F!reader

Warnings: oral, degradation kink, strap referred to as dick, DUBCON, no aftercare, corruption kink? lottie blackmails you about your videos! recorded sex

A/n:I wrote this while eating a whole oreo egg, and I was listening gee , sorry anon I forgot about overstimulation:((( this has been rotting for months...

Lottie didn't know what it was about you...but you were different from the others, she doesn't know if it was because your eyes didn't shine when she passed in the hallway or if it was because you looked hotter than she would like to admit

at first it was just a "revolt" because when she "accidentally" dropped her food during break time and she got suspended, it was the first time that a stupid, nerdy person wasn't intimidated by the rich, intelligent queen bee of the school.

I mean, not that smart, otherwise she wouldn't need to be talking to the director for the 10th time, and this time it wasn't because she was caught intimidating the newbies

" Charlotte, you know that your father pays a lot for this tuition, I'm going to give you extra classes, But that's not enough, you'll have help from someone in your class. and I know the right person for that."

when lottie saw you she could feel all her blood boiling, she didn't know, you were too stupid and you were a bitch to her, she could shut you up with anything, if it would make you stop talking back to her criticisms

and she knew what she was going to do when she called you to her house on the weekend, apologizing via text about all the unrepentant threats (she didn't regret it )and saying she was going to make it a girls' night, when her parents were working all week and you even brought pajamas in your backpack, the stupid one was you who really thought that jackie and natalie were going to a slumber party, you were automatically forgiven when lottie saw how your breasts showed and she knew the water with medicine had worked , she saw how your face turned red, how you rubbed your thighs together as you tried to focus on duty

lottie comes close to you and places a hand on your thigh and leaves it there, she can feel yours eyes narrow, she feels you look visibly tense while look at the notebook, but you continues trying to speak "so you divide what m-multiplied...and"

"you seem tense darling...are you a virgin or something?." she says in a visibly mocking tone and continues "sorry, it must be embarrassing" lottie can feel you visibly trying to leave as your body say you to continue.

lottie lowers her hand to your clothed pussy and feels you moving away "w-what are you doing!"

" Shut your fucking mouth and enjoy, I know you want this.." she murmurs without looking into your eyes and rubs her pussy while putting her face on your neck and bites " you are very ungrateful, i know your nerdy friends want this...that's why you were staring at my ass while I was training, right?" she asks a rhetorical question

and you weren't looking at her ass...god you have respect! "w-what?...n-no...never" you let out a shaky sentence as you feel her roll her eyes "liar" she drops her hand down your panties "jesus...you're really wet" she lets out a loud laugh as she feels you squeeze the nothing "fucking whore" she growls without pity at you as she collects your wetness from your entrance to your clit

she feels you moving away and bites your neck "if you leave..I'll tell everyone that you're a pervert" Your friends will love seeing this...you know.." Tears well up in your eyes, wide with fear as you feel Lottie try to stick a finger inside you. she raises an eyebrow "oh...you're a virgin!" she laughs as she sticks her finger faster than she should, in your little hole "stop...lottie...i-im..." you stumble over your words as you feel your damn legs shake unconsciously with pleasure..betraying your mind “I’m s-sorry...Sorry" You mutter pleas of pain as you try to move away from her and she simply ignores while sinking her fingers deeper inside your sticky walls

You like this right? to be used...who knew" then as if gods had heard you she finally removes her fingers with the excuse that it was her turn to gain pleasure and I put her fingers with your excitement in your mouth and make you suck

she looks at you and forces you to kneel in front of her, while she not-so-subtly points her phone camera at you " you know what to do, little bitch" and without waiting her put your face in her pussy, god her smell was so good and in a minute you were smearing yourself, alternating between sucking her clit and her entrance, You didn't know why you were doing this, your mind was hazy with pleasure without your permission and she was more vocal than you thought, she puts her hand on the back of your neck, you couldn't breathe as she smothered you with her pussy "oh shit..yes..." she moans as she raises her hips to your mouth, trying impossibly to have more pleasure

You could feel tears welling up in your eyes as you struggled to breathe, and you could feel the burning in the back of your neck, from Lottie's nails.

how much more you alternated between sucking on her entrance and her clit you could feel her body getting tense and her moans getting louder with each movement of her hips and then you are trapped between her thighs, your ears ringing with the force that She squeezes your head and you can taste her on your tongue, pulling away from her you feel filthy when you see the phone still recording you, and Lottie with messy hair, panting and looking at you

she licks the drool that was dripping and an arrogant smile drips on her lips "I've never seen a virgin like you..." she murmurs then realizes that she was too kind "you're a whore" she stands up and looks at You "take off your clothes" and you can feel the shame rising in your veins, would this really be your first time? what a shame, you think when you say it before you think "no" you blurt it out accidentally

Lottie's eyes narrow, her smile fading. "Don't push me," she warns, her voice low and dangerous. "You know what will happen if you do." She steps closer, her breath hot against your face. "I'm not a woman you want to make an enemy of."

She grabs your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes. "You have two choices," she says coldly. "You can either do what I say and keep your mouth shut, or I can make your life a living hell. It's really up to you."

You feel a lump forming in your throat, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. You don't want to do this, but you also don't want to face the consequences of defying her. Lottie releases your chin, stepping back. "Make up your mind," she says, her voice hard. "The clock is ticking."

You swallow hard, looking away. You know what you have to do. You can't afford to make her angry.

With a heavy heart, you nod reluctantly. There's no other choice. And so, you allow Lottie to take control once more, submitting to her demands in fear and desperation. She smiles wickedly, her eyes gleaming with victory. She pulls you into her arms, kissing you fiercely

she undresses you, her touch rough and demanding. You try to pull away, but she only grips tighter, reminding you of her threats. The guilt and shame consume you, but her promises of revenge hang over you

lottie tilts her head forward and sees how transparent your panties are with excitement

Lottie chuckles, her fingers teasing the damp fabric before slowly pulling it aside. Her gaze lingers on your wet slit, a satisfied hum escaping her lips. "You're already ready for me," she says, letting her fingertips trace along your folds gently, causing you to tremble underneath her touch. "But I want more than just that." She reaches down and grabs a bottle of lube from the nightstand, squirting some onto her fingers before guiding them inside you.

Her movements are slow and deliberate, stretching you open as she adds another finger, then another. Your breath hitches with each thrust, your body responding eagerly to her command " I thought you didn't want this..." she murmurs teasingly, while inevitably groan when see how much you squeeze her fingers " I think that shouldn't be enough for a greedy little slut like you"

Lottie smirks, spreading her fingers wide within you. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through your core, your hips rocking up into her hand. "That's right, let me have you." She whispers, increasing her pace until you're moaning softly, your nails digging into her shoulders.

As she continues to finger you, she pulls out her strap-on, slicking it generously with lube. "Are you ready for this?" She asks, her voice thick with desire as she positions herself above you."w-wait.." you mumble when you see it was bigger than you thought, it wouldn't fit. With one smooth motion, she slides into you, filling you completely. You cry out, your legs wrapping around her waist as she begins to move, setting a steady rhythm.

The camera captures every moan, every thrust, every moment of pure bliss. "Look at yourself, so perfect and wet for me." Lottie murmurs, reaching up to pinch your nipples, you could feel yourself squeezing her without your will, your stomach was burning and you felt so full it was strange, you shouldn't be enjoying this, it was wrong, you raise both your arms and try to pull her away from you

No, don't hold back," Lottie growls, her pace picking up as she feels your inner walls gripping her cock. "Let go, bitch. Let me hear you scream my name." Each thrust is harder now, your cries becoming louder and more desperate. The camera captures every twitch, every shiver that races through your body.

And then, just as you're about to reach your breaking point, Lottie changes tactics. She pulls out abruptly, causing you to whine in protest. But there's no time to complain as she quickly flips you onto your knees, guiding you onto her cock once again. "Come on," she orders, slapping your ass gently. "Show them what they came for."

You obey, bouncing on her cock while still gasping for air. The new angle hits nerves you didn't know existed "f-fuck...s-shit!" you murmur shakily feeling your walls burning.

Yeah, that's it, scream for me, babe!" Lottie encourages, thrusting deeper into you. "Let everyone know how fucked I've made you, how hard I'm stretching that tight little pussy of yours." She grips your hips tightly, fucking you relentlessly. Each thrust causes your body to rock on the bed as she takes full control. "You're mine now, aren't you? My virgin whore who loves nothing more than my big cock shoved inside her."

She takes a look at your red and swollen clit "There we go," she coos, rubbing circles around your sensitive nub. Your hips buck wildly beneath her, your moans muffled by their kiss. She picks up the pace, keeping one eye on the camera even as she focuses on pleasuring you.

"Oh fuck! Stop...stop stop..." You cry out, your climax crashin over you like a tidal wave. Lottie continues to play with your clit, milking every last drop of pleasure from your bod, You close your legs unconsciously when it becomes too sensitive and she immediately moves away, slapping your thigh for you to open it again.

"Keep those legs spread," she instructs, rubbing the head of her toy against your entrance. "We're not quite done yet." You nod, trying to catch your breath as she enters you once more, this time at a slower pace. Her free hand finds its way to your clit, rubbing it slowly at first, then picking up speed as you beg for more.

Every movement is captured on camera, the sound of your gasps echoing in the room. Lottie thrusts harder

Lottie's breath catches at your enthusiasm, her cock twitching within you. "Like that, baby?" She says, thrusting harder, faster. "You love being taken like this, don't you? Wanting more of my cock?"

The sound of flesh hitting flesh fills the room as she pounds into you, her body moving in perfect synchronization with yours. She can feel you getting closer to climax, and it spurs her on.

"Cry for me, baby," She hisses, her voice thick with lust. "Tell me you love my cock, that you can't live without it inside you."

Soon enough, your entire body is shaking under her, your cries growing louder. She knows your climax is near; she can feel it in the way you grip the sheets, your inner muscles clenching around her cock. And then, just as she predicted, you explode, crying out her name.

Lottie feels her own release building up, her clit slapping with just the right pressure against the strap, and her old orgasm only helping her more

your walls milking her cock mercilessly. "God, you're tight," She moans, burying herself deeper inside you. "Take it, take all of it!"

Your hips jerk wildly, your back arching off the bed as you reach your climax. Lottie keeps up the pace, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from you. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans and the clicking of the camera, capturing every twitch and spasm.

lottie walks away from you, panting and you feel an emptiness inside you, you hear another click from the camera then she stops the video and throws her phone on the floor, taking off her strap and placing it anywhere in the room, leaving you destroyed on the bed

"I'm already done with you, I hope you don't tell anyone this or you already know"

[errriiie]

And you got me wanting you

shauna shipman x fem!reader minors DNI, all characters are 18 y.o

TW: smut, fake relationships, co-dependent relationships (?) extra tags: porn with plot, praising, degrading, possessiveness, strap-on (r! receiving) fingering (r! receiving), oral (shauna! receiving) word count: 4k not proofread english is not writer's first language! Shauna is fighting with Jackie, her best friend, about her latest breakup with her boyfriend, and her repressed emotions come out in an attempt to get back at Jackie by dating someone. So she chooses the least obvious person - quiet, inconspicuous, "in your own mind" you. But she couldn't expect to fall in love with you and get attached to you. And when Shauna gets attached to someone, she doesn't intend to let go.

The story of your relationship began when Shauna had a fight with her best friend Jackie, and she wanted badly to find someone to be her tool of “revenge” to make Jackie jealous. You were that tool.

At one point Shauna, in the middle of the school day, simply walked up to you standing at your locker and, trying to feign indifference, said. “I need your help. I know we don't hang out, but no one but you can help me.” But Shauna's face flushed brightly as soon as you looked at her. You hadn't even asked what exactly you needed help with and you'd already agreed. Shauna frankly didn't understand why you did it this way and not the other, but you didn't refuse even when she, already surprised and embarrassed, told you all the details of her little idea.

"I need... a girl." began Shauna, and there was no trace of her former equanimity left. "I mean, a girlfriend. Because Jackie is insufferable. She's constantly going back and forth with Sadecki, and lately she's been incredibly cranky and I can't take it anymore. We had a huge fight and I just need something to teach her a lesson, you know?"

Shauna looked at you with a look of seriousness.

The corners of your lips turned upward and you couldn't help but chuckle. "What's so funny?" she asked glumly. "Okay, I knew I shouldn't have approached you, just forget it."

"Wait!" you immediately sounded alarmed. Shauna seemed satisfied with that. "Do you want us to have a fake relationship or something?"

Shauna averted her gaze and shrugged uncertainly. She seemed surprised by such a direct question on such a topic, but you hit the bullseye. "Maybe." she answered evasively.

"I don't mind." you said without even thinking. "When do we start? You'll need to tell me in detail the whole idea of your little revenge on your best friend." Shauna wrinkled her nose slightly when you voiced what she had told you before. Apparently, it didn't sound as good out of your mouth as she thought it did. But there was nowhere to retreat to, and Jackie was really acting just awful. Shauna just wanted something that Jackie didn't have and something that Jackie could never take away from her, if only because Shauna wasn't even in love with you. And you weren't in love with Shauna.

What could have gone wrong?

It was less than two days into your ‘relationship’ when Jackie found out. And oh, she was furious. When Shauna, whom you'd kindly allowed into your flat ‘for the sake of plausibility’, came to you and told you, with real triumph and victory, what had happened, you couldn't quite share it: Shauna's idea had seemed rather silly to you from the start, but you'd had fun with it.

"I told Lottie about it at our training session. About our relationship." Shauna said, pacing back and forth across your room. "Lottie?" You frowned, trying to remember who Lottie was. You weren't very familiar with the Yellowjackets. You were a quiet one, after all.

"Charlotte Matthews." Shauna asked, not without raising an eyebrow, and you felt stupid. "She asked... asked what happened between me and Jackie, because she was acting weird. She's the captain of the team, so she shouldn't be getting emotional."

"You told her on purpose?" You asked, just to be sure.

"Of course. I wouldn't tell anyone not on purpose. I didn't even have time to get her response before I caught Jackie's eyes on me, and my god, she looked so confused! It was unspeakable, I hope you ever realize what it's like to see Jackie Taylor like that. I've noticed Jackie's playing worse than usual at practice. I always notice when Jackie's worse than usual. And we didn't even have time to really separate after practice before Jackie gave me a real scandal about our relationship in my car while I drove her home.’

"And what did she say?" you ask, biting your lip slightly anxiously. This whole situation wasn't really making you particularly happy. What if it was dangerous for you? You were completely unremarkable and leading a quiet high school life preparing for graduation. You really didn't want a popular girl messing up your life because her friend got someone else's attention instead. "It's not a big deal. Something about how I might not have told her about finding a relationship, why it was you, how long I've been hiding our relationship from her, and how many other secrets are behind my back." Shauna rolled her eyes, shrugging lightly. She looked at you appraisingly and your emotions were very easy to read. You were always like an open book. "What is it? You don't look so good. Doesn't that make you happy?"

"No, no, it's just..." you started and Shauna sat down on the bed next to you, looking at you intently. She was clearly studying your emotions. "That's all... exactly safe for me?"

Shauna couldn't resist a slight smirk, as if that was the stupidest question you could ask. "Of course it is. Jackie only knows how to bark. She can't really hurt anyone."

You shrugged. "Okay, I'll believe it. But... if she found out so quickly, and you, by all rights, seem quite happy with the outcome... doesn't that mean our fake relationship has come to an end?" you asked.

Shauna looked at you thoughtfully before looking away. Here we go again: as soon as her strong emotions of elation passed Shauna closed in on herself again. She had always been unpredictable. You even liked it. "Actually..." she began surprisingly quietly. "Hanging out with you these past couple of days has been good. I mean, not bad. And I'd like us to continue. Oh, and besides, Jackie's not completely stupid sometimes and would easily realize we were just pretending if we broke up straight away."

You couldn't help but smile slightly at how obvious Shauna was being. And it made your chest feel warm.

"Yeah, you're right, of course..." you began, sounding even a little flippant, as if you were downplaying the real meaning of Shauna's words. "It makes sense. So let's really be a couple for a little while longer. By the way, I read that novel you recommended to me. Wuthering Heights."

For a second you even thought you saw something gleam in Shauna's eyes. "Really? Impressive." Shauna even sat closer to you. "We need to discuss everything you read."

A smile appeared on your face when you asked the question. "Why?"

"Because I'm going to show you exactly where your opinion is wrong." It turned out that this was not the last time you read what Shauna recommended. A couple of times you tried to read some of the teen pulp romances, but Shauna judged you for it every time, and she wasn't kidding. Shauna had principles, but you couldn't help but respect her for it.

At first, Shauna began to control your literary environment, and then moved on to music, movies, hobbies, social circle and everything else that concerned you. You continued the "fake relationship", but now the people around you believed in you more and more every day and couldn't help but be surprised by it. Only Jackie seemed to have some doubts, but you quickly discovered that for some reason, Shauna was no longer interested in this.

Shauna in general became much quieter and more like the one you knew after achieving her goal of emotional revenge on Jackie with your help. But you liked it and Shauna did not seem like a different person. She seemed like herself even if you did not know who she was on the inside before.

You still knew little about what she was like on the inside. But you had been completely captivated by her in less than a month. Shauna had shaken out of you every detail of your emotional experiences, fears about exams, problems with family, friends, siblings and everything that worried you. But at the same time, nothing reprehensible ever showed on her face, no words of condemnation slipped out of her mouth.

To say that you were attached to her in the strongest way, emotionally: to say nothing. And Shauna knew it. When something went wrong in her friendship with Jackie, she always came to tell you about it. She was not inclined to do this: she always used her journal to write down all her worries and dissatisfactions.

But now that you were here, her girlfriend, she could not resist the temptation to take advantage of your kindness. But because of this, Shauna herself became attached to you. It was rare for Shauna, but when she realized she was truly in love with you, she wanted to tie you to her. Just a little.

Somehow she knew you would have finished this job for her. Shauna was already in your head. She just needed to push you. One night, Shauna started touching herself while thinking about you. She only discovered it when she pushed two fingers deep inside herself, felt how wet she was from thinking about you, and how quickly she came, imagining you in front of her in the most interesting way for her at the moment: defenseless, vulnerable, and naive. Shauna thought that you had always been like that for her. That was how she felt about you. And she came while thinking about it. It was a trigger for her. She was already in love with you, so you just had to sleep together.

So the next day, she caught you at school, where you had agreed to hang out at your house for a while (your parents were constantly traveling to some vacation spots, in short, they lived their middle years as freely as they could, not counting you). After class, you walked home, as Shauna was dropping Jackie off, but Shauna still came to you pretty quickly, you were already waiting for her.

"Hey, Shipman."

"Hello." She greeted back, smiling meekly. You couldn't help but chuckle as you closed the door behind you. "Let's not just stand there, I have something important to do."

"Hm?" You looked at Shauna questioningly, closing the door with a loud click. "Is this... something to do with me?"

"What do you think?" She narrowed her eyes before nodding reluctantly. Shauna wasn't one for obvious questions, she was never known for her patience. You liked that about her, too. Didn't you, who could wait for hours, and she, who would blow things up at the first opportunity, complement each other perfectly?

Part of you sometimes wished that your fake relationship was real. Sometimes you didn't even realize the extent of your affection for Shauna Shipman. You walk quickly into your room, Shauna sits down on the bed and looks at you with an unreadable gaze for a moment. She seems to enjoy your confusion for a moment before she begins:

"We should have sex."

"Yeah...what?" you were so stunned that you almost missed the entire point of the sentence. "Wait, wait... fuck, what?" you stared at her in pure surprise. Part of you literally screamed at you to start undressing, but it was so stupid that you simply resisted it. "Why?"

"Well, you see," Shauna looked at her fingers carefully, avoiding eye contact. "Jackie still thinks we're dating. She talks about sex with Jeff a lot, and today she asked me if we've had sex. I didn't say anything, but she was clearly suspicious. If we don't want to ruin our story so early..."

"But Shauna, we started this fake relationship over a month ago.

She gave you a death glare and you quickly shut up. "If we don't want to ruin our story so early," she continued. "Then we need to do this. Do you understand how important this is?"

You trailed off, unsure of what to say. It seemed so weird, but... maybe it was worth it

"No." You said before you could think. "Shauna, I'm sorry, but... we're not even really dating. If we were a real couple, that would be different, but you can just, I don't know, make something up, right?"

Shauna paused, considering your words. You waited for her answer as if you were on the scaffold: any wrong move and the executioner would chop off your head.

But Shauna just looked at you, and her hands were on your cheeks so fast that you didn't even have time to realize it, and she pulled your face to hers by the chin. You couldn't even breathe. Oh my god, this was too much for your pubescent teenage loser mind.

"You said that if we were a real couple, that would be different. Did I get that right?" Shauna asked this in a stern voice, and you couldn't do anything but nod in response. "Great. Then right now you become my real girlfriend." Shauna says it so casually, as if this is not the first time she has done this. All you can do is try to be indignant and awkwardly ask:

"What about my opinion?"

Shauna frowns as if you said something terrible. She pushes you onto the bed and hovers over you, pinning your arms by your sides. "You don't look like you mind. In fact, you've looked like you even wanted us to date for a long time now. Am I right?"

You're silent, your cheeks noticeably pink, and Shauna can't help but smirk. "I'm definitely right. And I want you for real. And I want you. Do you mind?"

You're silent. It's like you've gone numb and you'll never be able to say a word again. You don't know why, but your thighs are instinctively squeezing together. Shauna is literally sitting on them, and she can definitely feel it.

"I knew it." She said shortly. Her lips quickly covered yours. Shauna's tongue is so fucking wet and her lips are soft and plump, you've never felt anything like it in your life, and you can't resist, your barrier crumbling as you let her into your mouth, her tongue demandingly intertwining with yours, she nibbles your bottom lip not roughly but gently, and with every smacking sound between your lips and hers, you become less able to resist.

Not that you wanted to resist to begin with. When Shauna was sure that your saliva in your mouth was mixed enough for her to feel that she had the right to possess your damn mouth, she moved to your neck. You still didn't understand if Shauna liked leaving bites, but she caressed your neck and collarbones with light bites, pulling the skin with her teeth and sucking in those places where the skin was the most tender and pale. She obviously expected to be remembered by you. But you couldn't forget her even at night.

You didn't really want to be left out and your hands reached for the collar of her flannel shirt, but she quickly hissed at you, stopping you. "No. You can't do that yet. Just relax, okay?" you nodded vigorously, agreeing with everything she told you. Shauna decided not to bother with undressing you. Perhaps her desire to fuck you and quickly call you hers was so strong that she simply lifted your bra and shirt up, allowing herself to look at your tits as much as she wanted. She didn't care about the size, and you couldn't help but enjoy the predatory look she demonstrated. She quickly fell on one nipple, taking it in her mouth, and rolled the other between her fingers and you couldn't help but feel how your panties were getting wet while she teased you, forcing you to focus on her again and again, while her lips, as if created for such work, circled and sucked your chest, licking it with incredible devotion and even allowing herself to bite your nipples.

"Ouch! S-Shauna!" you screamed in a painful half-moan, Shauna's name was lost somewhere in your whining sigh, while she growled with satisfaction, playing with your chest like a kitten with a ball of thread.

While her mouth was distracting you, her hands unzipped your pants and clumsily pulled them down to about halfway around your thighs. Her fingers stroked the damp fabric of your panties, pressing against your neat clit through them, making you moan, unable to move your legs properly due to Shauna sitting on top of you.

"You're so wet already. Such a pretty girl for me. Does that turn you on, huh? When your wet fantasies come true." At that moment, it was unclear to whom Shauna was talking: to you or to herself, but you just nodded desperately, unable to deny what was said. You felt like you were already at the limit.

"I'm going to take off these panties and fuck you." She whispers deep and possessive, you can't help but moan excitedly in anticipation. "Too bad I don't have anything but my fingers today, but I promise I'll take care of that, okay baby?"

"N-nightstand... second compartment." You mumbled and Shauna raised an eyebrow in confusion. She took a moment to analyze your rambling words before reluctantly reaching for the nightstand and opening the second compartment to reveal a strap-on. Her face went through a gamut of emotions, from disbelief to aroused surprise. She set the strap-on down on the bed, her fingers immediately pulling your panties down.

"You're such a dirty little pervert, aren't you? You know how hard these are to find, right? And you still got something like that and keep it in such a visible place?" Shauna clearly isn't holding back in her attempts to tease you, and you whine pitifully until two of Shauna's fingers slide into your entrance at once, causing you to cry out in pleasure. They felt like they were touching you from the inside.

"You're impressive, oh my god, fuck, so soft and wet..." Shauna let out a soft whine as her fingers fucked you, the slick, wet sounds and moans filling your bedroom. "Both of them inside you at once, huh? You've obviously been practicing this thing." She nodded at the strap-on.

"A couple of times..." You mumbled, not realizing that Shauna had asked a rhetorical question. "Only alone." But you said what Shauna wanted to hear.

"Good girl. And such a good slut. You've been preparing for me like this, haven't you? Have you ever fantasized about me taking you like this, fucking you and giving you my unconditional attention?" Shauna's smugness oozed out, the fingers of her other hand casually playing with your nipple while the other hand, between her legs, fucks you.

"Good girl. And such a good slut. You've been preparing yourself for me like this, haven't you? Have you ever fantasized about me taking you like this, fucking you and giving you my unconditional attention?" Shauna's smug expression oozes, the fingers of her other hand casually playing with your nipple while her other hand, between her legs, fucks you.

It took you a couple of minutes to feel yourself getting close to your peak. "I'm about to cum..." you said and Shauna immediately pulled her wet fingers out of you. You let out a frustrated groan. "What the hell?" disappointment turned to hurt.

"Shh. I don't want to let you cum so early without trying it..." Shauna pulled her jeans off and, leaving herself in just her panties (you could clearly see the wet spot on her panties), fastened her belt. She looked at the rubber cock appraisingly, just like you did, before changing position, throwing your legs over her strong shoulders and positioning his cock at your entrance.

"Do you think I need to lube it up or is my sweet little slut wet enough for it to go in easily?" Shauna asks, kissing your trembling legs. You don't answer for a moment, like she would like, so she decides for you. "Okay, I think you can handle it. You're a handy girl."

"W-wait..." you start, but a moan of bliss escapes your throat faster than you can imagine. This was one of your favorite moments: when you weren't used to this exact size inside yet, but fuck, the strap-on felt so good inside, like it was kissing your womb. Your legs were firmly planted on Shauna's shoulders as she fucked you from the very beginning, not at a slow pace, but at a medium one. "T-that's it... you're doing great. A good girl, just the best. And all for me. No one will ever fuck you like me again. Without me, you're nothing more than a pathetic slut." Shauna selflessly pounded into you while the sharp movements of the strap-on rubbed it against her pussy too. "You're just my little... quiet one... do you understand me?"

"Y-yes, yes... please, god... I want to cum." You felt like you were on cloud nine.

"Cum for me, baby." Shauna asks and you're off the hook as Shauna pushes herself all the way into you and you cum on her strap-on, after which she pulls out of you, leaving a languid and tugging feeling of emptiness inside you.

Before you can catch your breath, Shauna quickly removes her belt, places your legs on the bed, and pulls you by the arms, forcing you to sit on the bed. "Sit between my legs. Now." She commands, settling herself on the edge of the bed, and you can't help but obey, finding yourself right where she asked you to be.

You've never felt so involved before. So owned.

"That's it. I'm not done yet, baby. You need to help me. Can you do that?" Shauna asks, but the answer is obvious to both of you. You grab the hem of her panties and pull them down, revealing what is apparently your new main addiction. Your hands spread Shauna's legs a little, her hand gently weaving through your hair and gently pushing you forward. You inhale the musky scent of her pussy before allowing yourself to plunge your tongue inside, immediately deciding to play with her entrance.

Shauna let out a moan, her back arching as she sat there, letting you tease her entrance, only occasionally licking her clit. "Oh fuck... keep going..." she mumbled, her hand urging you to insert your tongue inside her soaking wet cunt, and you complied even if it made it harder for you to breathe.

You basically let her hand control your head. It wasn't long before she had you pressed to her clit on her own, and surprisingly soft moans were flying out of her mouth with every suck you gave, you licked and stroking her little sensitive spot so skillfully that she was literally seeing stars. She alternated between being gentle, letting you do whatever you wanted with her cunt and playing with it however you wanted, and being rough, holding your head down and moving her hips as if you were her little sex toy that would do whatever she wanted. You were both high on the sensation of what was happening between you, and you didn't give a shit how dubious it was.

You cared about nothing but each other and your own orgasm.

Shawna came in your mouth without holding back a moan, her thighs pinning your head, and if you were ever going to die like this, it would definitely be the best way to die. She reluctantly pulled you away from her pussy, riding out her orgasm before you, with some difficulty, laid down on the bed next to her, your legs dangling over the edge of the bed.

"Hey." She said huskily. "Do you remember what I said?"

"What?" You asked, licking your lips from the remnants of Shauna's taste.

"About you being my real girlfriend now. It's true. I don't intend to... play games anymore. I meant it."

"Oh, that." You sighed before continuing. "I didn't doubt it." "I know." Shauna looked at you with narrowed eyes. "I want to tell you that I will not give you to anyone. No more fake relationships." "I'm fine with that."

[zombieunicorngamerzu]

(Charlotte Matthews x fem reader)

[Warnings- GIP Lottie, spankings, fingering, creampies, anal, aftercare, mommy and baby dynamics, reader doesn’t take care of themselves so they get punished]

Charlotte watched you from her beekeeping area, you looked way too sluggish today, pale, squinting her eyes as she stalked around her hive she tilted her head before calling your name.

Her questions were answered when she saw how quickly you stood up, your face went white, you stopped, swayed, braced yourself on the bench, she rushed over immediately, grabbing your arm as she pulled you against her to take you back to you and hers room.

Her voice was low but concerned as she spoke to you while practically dragging you to your bedroom, “You haven’t eaten today, have you baby?” She frowned as you looked timid about it, your eyes not meeting hers as she shook her head, “Did you even drink any water?” She was appalled when you didn’t answer her, letting out a breath of stress as she shook her head.

“Oh God you were in trouble…” you thought when you looked up to see how Lotties brow was furrowed. She walked with a purpose with an iron grip on your arm, a frown set on her face as she tugged you into your two’s bedroom before she stopped, turning away from you to take off her rings, she spoke to you, or more like ordered, “Baby, undress for mommy, you know the drill.”

“But Mom-“ You were cut off immediately by Charlottes hand raising, not to hit you, but just to hold a finger up to silence you. Charlotte would never hit you, spanking yes, but she’s never been violent with you, ever. She knew your past with your childhood, raised by awful people you didn’t even get one, so Charlotte took it in her hands to be your mommy, to take care of you like your parents should have, even if that means some discipline.

You watched as Charlottes Kaftan moved with her, she wore the prettiest orange and red, sitting down on the bed as she patted her lap, “Over my lap, baby.” You gave her the best puppy dog-eyed look you could manage, hoping to get your way out of this but Charlotte gave you “the look” and you obeyed immediately, bending over her lap as her hands tugged your bottoms down, a cold hand rubbing your bottom.

“Do you know why I’m doing this baby?” She asked in a soothing tone, her hand still splayed on your ass as she looked down at you with care. You nodded with a whimper, nuzzling your nose against her thigh, “Because I forgot to care for myself…” She corrected you with a quick spank to your ass, making you jump and whimper as she shook her head, “No, it’s because you chose to, you thought I’d be distracted today so you thought you could get away with it.”

Another loud slap sounded out through the room, the stinging pain of the sensations made you cry. You knew she was right, Charlotte had a fundraiser today so she had to get up early, and if you didn’t have Charlotte there to force you to care for yourself, you just didn’t, that’s why Charlotte made you move in with her.

When Charlotte first met you it was when she bought a flat in the city, you were her neighbor, just a young colleague girl but gods you looked like death every time she saw you, she watched you for months, she knew your routine, how you worked two jobs and was only ever home to sleep or the very rare occasion you had a day off where you slept the entirety of eighteen hours.

She grew fond over you over that time and knew you needed her help, especially after she found you asleep on the steps leading up to your apartment one night, her heart literally tore to pieces that you worked yourself to the ground just to survive. She took you up to her apartment that night and took care of you and then the next morning when you woke she did what she does best, she tried to convince you to join her at her retreat. You were incredibly anxious and paranoid about the idea.

But eventually and gradually you accepted it, and once she got you to the retreat she placed you right next to her in a cabin, paid extreme special attention to you the entirety of the time you got there, and slowly just started to take control over taking care of you, she took over your life to the point you didn’t even wanna leave. She gradually babied you after you arrived, successfully regressing you after some time and then when you grew feelings for her it became so much easier.

And now here you were, sat in your mommy’s lap after countless spankings, your ass felt red and raw, but your cunt? You were so wet like usual which only made Charlottes long slender fingers bury inside you easier, you were moaning with your head down as she curled her fingers inside you, the smile on her face as she rubbed your back with her free hand while the other was busy playing with your cunt, stretching you out for her cock.

“Good girl, baby, doing so good for mommy…” She purred after you let out a cry, your walls clamping down around her fingers as you came, trembling In her lap as her firm hand held you down, fingers pumping into you from between your thighs to work you through your orgasm before she slowly pulled her fingers out with a moan at the sight of your sticky cum coating her fingers before she pressed them to your mouth,

“Suck off your mess, babygirl… that’s it, suck on your mommy’s fingers,” Charlotte cooed out as she shoved her fingers in your mouth, watching you suck with lidded eyes. Her cock was so hard as she watched you, her hands finally meeting your hips to help you sit up before she pushed you face down in the sheets with another harsh spank to your ass to keep you there, “Stay.” You whimpered loudly at the spank, but nodded, your ass really burned, you knew it was red as you spread your thighs a little more and got into a arch for her, luckily that got a soothing rub to your ass as she undressed, “Good girl baby, get ready for mommy, okay? I’m gonna fuck both those pretty holes tonight, fill you up.”

You whimpered at her words, squirming with fear and arousal. Whenever Charlotte would get upset she would do anal with you and by all means she wasn’t the most gentle with you after she got you adjusted, always showing you who you belonged to. You jolted when you felt the bed dip behind you, feeling Charlottes tip slide against your wet folds before she prodded at your entrance, “Be a good girl for mommy, take a deep breath.”

You nodded quickly as you tried to relax before she pushed inside your soaked little cunt, a low raspy moan leaving her lips as she slid her hands up your waist, thrusting into you immediately with a gentle pace, her hands rubbing your back as you felt her cock stretch you open, slowly filling you more and more with each thrust, “That’s it… good girl, take mommy’s cock- fuck, your so tight baby.”

“Mommy-“ you whimpered out against the sheets at the feeling of her cock stretching your pussy wide, she was so big, you were already trembling as you felt her length push deep inside you, clenching around her cock as she thrusted harder, her nails digging into your hips as you whined, “So big Mommy- agh…” Charlotte smiled at your whimpers, nodding with a slight mocking tone as she rubbed your back, snapping her hips into your ass, “I know baby, I know… just take it for mommy.”

You whined louder when you felt her change up her pace, her hips starting to slap against your ass with every thrust which only made the sting worse, the aching feeling of being so full as you felt her cock heavy slamming inside you, hitting your sweet spot with every rough thrust made you moan, “Fuck baby, your so pretty- oh just like this… so perfect, all bent over for mommy, taking my cock like such a good girl!” Charlotte moaned out in a broken tone.

Panting, breathes so heavy against your skin as she bent over your back to hug you against her, her breasts heavy against your back as she kissed the back of your head, she was getting close, her thrusts getting faster but shorter as she humped you faster, husking out quickly, “Mommy’s gonna cum baby, your gonna take it, all up in that pretty pussy for mommy, take it, baby, take it, take it!”

She cried out loudly with a high pitched groan as she arched up and slammed her thick cock inside you deep, fingers digging into your hips as she growled, you felt her cock twitching inside you until feeling her cum squirt inside you in thick loads, her hips grinding against your ass as Charlotte let out heavy breathes, collecting herself while she felt you squeeze around her cock.

The sensation of feeling her cum inside you sent you crashing into your orgasm, letting out a loud scream into your pillow as you came around her made Charlotte moan and take the chance to push her thumb into your tighter hole with you relaxing from your orgasm, the sensation surprised you at first, moaning louder with a cry out as it made you cum harder, making her smile as she nodded and kissed your back, “Shh… baby, your doing so good… so good, just relax- remember your still not done with your punishment.”

You shivered at the reminder, having almost forgotten this was a punishment until her reminder, making you clench around her cock and finger which only made Charlotte chuckle and nod, “Yes baby, don’t think I forgot. I just wanted to relax you first before the hard part, but don’t worry baby, mommy’s here to take care of you after, just be good for me.” She purred out as she worked her thumb in and out of your tight hole before she leaned over you to the nightstand, watching her as she pulled out a bottle of lube, making you shiver with fear and excitement for the feeling of what you knew was coming.

“You gotta relax, okay baby? I know it’s gonna hurt a little, but I’m right here and you know the safeword, right? Say it.” Charlotte spoke out in a gentle manner, this was a punishment but she always wanted to make sure you knew she would stop everything in a heartbeat if you were uncomfortable, she rubbed your back and gently slid her hand up to your neck to pull you up to look at her.

You had to sit up and arch, her cock still buried in your pussy, you whined at the feeling, her cock stretching your pussy as you leaked out her cum around her length, you caught a glimpse of it dripping on the sheets before you locked eyes with hers, God she looked so pretty, brown eyes gentle as they locked with yours, letting you know everything would be okay, her tan skin, long black hair draped down over her beautiful breasts, her hands… god her hands as she cupped your chin, “Come on baby, I know your not that dumb already, talk to mommy, whats our safeword?”

“Canada.” You whimpered out, swallowing as you nuzzled into her hand, the action made Charlottes heart flutter, brushing her thumb over your lips before leaning in for a gentle kiss, nodding, “Good girl, baby… now back down, ass up.” She just smiled as she threaded her fingers in your hair and pushed your face back down as you yelped, she loved your little noises, caressing your hair with her hand as she slowly pulled out of your pussy, watching her cum spill out of you with a moan, “Fuckk… baby, you soaked my cock enough to where you probably don’t even need lube, but don’t worry I’m still gonna use some, not gonna hurt my sweet girl.”

She pulled back for a minute, you could hear the cap pop open behind you, tilting your head so you could see her hand lathering her cock with the slick fluid. Charlotte squirted some on her hand too, rubbing it generously over your hole, prodding her finger inside a few times just to make sure you were ready, you just tried to keep your calm, taking your calming breathes to relax before you saw her ready.

Charlotte scooted up, her knees bent behind you as she rubbed her hand over the globe of your ass, admiring your arched back before she spread you open with her hands to see your cute little hole, she just let out a soft moan of adoration and admiration, you trusted her so much, she cherished you more than anyone, you’d stayed with her through everything, even her episodes, nobody had ever done that for her and she swore, she would always take care of you, even when you wouldn’t take care of yourself, that’s why this punishment was necessary.

“Baby, you know why mommy’s doing this, don’t you? Your hurting mommy’s precious girl, when you don’t eat, don’t drink, it scares me honey… your all I have, don’t you dare mistreat my babygirl, understand?” Charlotte spoke out with such passion as she rubbed her tip against your lubed up hole before poking it with her head, pressing against the hole with some pressure until you felt yourself start to take her in slowly, the stretch feeling odd but good as you whined out and nodded, groaning,

“Yes… yes mommy, I’m sorry- I’ll take b-better care of myself!” You finished with a scream of surprise at the overwhelming sensation of Charlottes tip popping inside your tight hole, it made you gasp so loud, Charlotte just stilled and cooed to let you adjust, “That’s it baby, Shhh… good girl, just breath. Breath baby.” You groaned out loudly at this feeling, whimpering uncontrollably as you felt your hole stretching to accommodate her thick girth, fuck it hurt… it hurt a lot actually, but she was being so gentle to try not to hurt you, you just felt like your body was on fire, your hole aching around her thick girth, burning as you tried not to squirm or move, you could only kick your feet and whine, which only turned Charlotte on more to be honest.

“Oh baby, that’s it, ohhh fuck… you are so tight and good, agh…” Charlotte moaned out shakily at the feeling of your tightness around her length, “fucking hells…” she groaned out, her eyes fluttering shut as she gave another push, her eyes were locked on your tight hole swallowing her cock in, her whole body was buzzing, grunting and rocking her hips as she got lost in the pleasure while also trying to focus on you, rubbing your back soothingly as you cried. “Shhh baby, I know, I know…” She panted out as she pushed her hands down on your shoulders, leaning on you more to press her body weight down, she moaned when you squealed. You felt her cock pushing deeper inside you, your pussy leaking out cum onto the sheets beneath as your hole twitched around her cock.

Charlotte slowly built a pace, her hips slapping against your ass as she slowly broke in your little hole, she went for slow but powerful thrusts to get you to adjust quicker, her hands gently pulling your hips up so you were snug against her like a puzzle piece, rearing her hips back slowly before slamming right back in to make you scream. She spread open your ass from behind with her hands to admire the sight of you taking in her cock, She moaned low, you looked like heaven stretched around her thick throbbing cock, her eyes locked on how she would pull out just to the tip before pushing back inside. She was lost.

“Oh my god…” you cried out shakily at the feeling, it didn’t hurt too bad now, it just felt overwhelming and your stomach would ache when she pushed in deep, you were trembling violently but we’re immediately soothed when Charlotte would kiss your shoulder or back, her hand dancing under to cup your little tummy you had hanging down, fuck she loved your tummy. Charlotte loved to squish and squeeze and hold it as she fucked you, she knew you were incredibly self conscious about your stomach so she made a point everyday to worship you. She loved having something to squeeze and hold. Charlotte loved you no matter what you looked like to be honest.

There were times when you met Charlotte that you were thinner from not eating and then times you were fuller, healthier from when she would feed you well. Charlotte preferred you healthy and well, she cherished you as long as you loved yourself and even when you didn’t. But when you didn’t love yourself, hell- Charlotte was ready to cherish, worship, and fuck you to oblivion in front of a mirror while praising you to high heavens until you were forced to believe you were perfect.

“Your so precious baby, all mine, fucking mine, pretty baby… isn’t that right, your mommy’s, aren’t you?” Charlotte husked out, panting heavily with her hands on your shoulders to keep you down as she rammed her cock so deep in your ass, moaning loudly as she felt herself getting ready to cum, “Isn’t that right baby?! Fuck- I’m gonna cum, cum with me babygirl!” She cried out as she manhandled your hips to pull them up, shoving her hand between your thighs to push two fingers into your gushing pussy, her palm rubbing roughly on your clit with her cock slamming in your ass you were slammed, literally into your orgasm with the loudest scream of your life.

You choked on your own moan as you felt your body lock up to cum, actually you silent after your scream as your body tensed before trembling violently, your muscles so tensed, especially your neck which worried Charlotte slightly as she moaned loud, holding back her orgasm for a painful second just to press your head down so you wouldn’t strain yourself before she was crying out, holding onto you tight as she burst, cum shooting inside your ass in thick heavy hot loads, Charlotte almost screamed at how good you felt, her moans broken as she panted raggedly, rubbing your back and shuttering as she let out shaky breathes, grinding into you until your orgasms eased off.

Minutes you laid still with Charlotte panting so ragged, the both of you covered in sweat with her still buried and throbbing in your ass before she spoke, “Are you okay, my love?” She asked with such concern, her tone breathless as she slid her fingers into your sweaty hair just to massage your scalp, kissing your head, “Gonna pull out, sweet girl…” she warned you before slowly rearing her hips back which made you groan, “I know, I’m sorry baby.” She spoke out gently, you shivered when her tip lastly slipped and popped out with a wet pop, groaning at the emptiness while Charlotte just pulled back to watch.

Your thighs were still trembling as she looked down at your beautiful hole spilling out her cum, she spread your cheek open a little more to see, making you blush before she shushed you, “Shh baby, admiring my work and my pretty girl.” She just smiled at the sight of both your holes messy and spilling her seed, rubbing your ass before getting up slowly on wobbly legs herself, her hand on your back as she leant down to kiss your head, “I’m gonna run us a bath baby, I’m right here.” She cooed out and you just nodded weakly, you felt so exhausted, eyes droopy with your head tilted just enough to watch her walk to the bathroom, sliding open the doors as you saw her look back over at you with a soothing smile to tell you she was still there as she ran the tub.

She filled it up with warm water, lit candles, but she skipped the epsom salt, soap, and fragrances out of care for your used and very sensitive holes, the last thing Charlotte wanted was to irritate you or cause you to get a infection. She quickly came back and rolled you over, her hands gentle as she helped you sit up but frowning at the whimper you gave, her expression concerned as she placed her hand on your tummy, “What is it baby?” You just blushed, looking up at her hesitantly, your voice timid as you spoke, you felt sore, all over, “Tummy mommy, hurts…” Charlotte just nodded with a concerned expression, rubbing your stomach as she kissed your head, “I’m sorry baby, mommy was too rough, come on, I’ll take care of you. Your not doing anything but resting, today and tomorrow.” She ordered firmly as she picked you up.

Charlotte was surprisingly strong, her muscles showing strain as she lifted you with ease and carried you to the bathroom, placing you in the warm water before she sank in after you with a hum, holding you against her chest her fingers running through your hair as she hummed out, “That’s it… just rest, baby, Mommy’s got you now.” With the warm glow of the candles in the dark bathroom, the warm water, and Charlottes gentle touches, you were out in seconds, in the happiest place in the world, your lovers arms.

(“No fucking clue what got into me, took me like an hour or two to write, anyways, hope you like! Comment! I’m back bitches! I think.”)