#got me so hot and bothered that im just sitting and shaking there in my room

[eddiethebrave]

🩷 part six

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466 words

Stevie wraps her arms around herself to fend off the cold as she walks up to her front door. She feels the loss of Eddie’s arms like the loss of a limb. 

Only after she’s getting out of the shower does she get the text she’d been waiting on from Robin.

everyone got home ok

im spending the night at nancy’s 

#slumberparty

wait is it still a slumber party if there’s only two of us or is that just a sleepover

stevie answer me it’s important

Stevie smiles down at her phone and shakes her head in amusement as she replies.

two ppl does not a slumber party make buckley #sleepover

She climbs into bed and her phone pings with another message. This one has a photo attached. It’s a photo of Robin in Nancy’s bed with the girl in question tucked snugly under her chin. Robin’s wearing a goofy smile and Stevie rolls her eyes in fondness at the caption. 

#sleepover

Stevie hearts the image and plugs her phone in for the night. She assumes that’ll be the last of the messages and settles herself into bed. She’s just about to slip her glasses off and cut the light when her A phone lights up again.

She considers leaving it for the morning, but decides against it. She’s never been good about not responding to messages right away. 

oh my god i almost forgot look at this loser this is approximately ten seconds after you got out of the car btw

The photo attachment takes a moment to pop up and Stevie curiously waits. When it’s finally revealed, she feels her face heat up. She’s alone in her room so she doesn’t bother trying to tamp down a goofy smile of her own. 

The photo is from Robin’s vantage point in the front passenger seat. She has her phone pointed toward the back, where Eddie sits with his arms crossed and his plump lips pulled down at the corners in a pout with his eyes trained at his lap. Stevie clicks on the image to get a closer look and that’s when she realizes it’s a live photo. 

She holds her thumb down and the image comes to life. She watches in amusement as Eddie’s head snaps up when the flash goes off. He has this deer in the headlights look on his face and his cheeks turn a pretty shade of pink almost alarmingly fast. Just as he opens his mouth to presumably scold Robin, the moment freezes. 

Stevie watches it six more times before shamelessly saving it to her camera roll and swiping back to her and Robin’s messages. 

aw leave him alone :(( …also ty for the pic 🩷

Robin responds immediately.

yeah yeah we all know i’m the best best friend ever

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sorry if i missed anyone!

[supersharkgentlemen]

everyone not abroad with the stancest scroll over this one, but those who dont read this fic IMMEDIATELY God this is sooo good yummy fem!stan getting the princess treatment and ford stewing in jealousy is just yes yes yes i want this fic burned on my retina for ever and ever

uhhh hey y'all! i was sick as a dog this weekend (hence being a bit MIA) and all i could think about while i was drowning in cold meds was this fucking post between anon, @/cartoonsinthemorning and @/cantgetworsethanthistbh. so i may have lost my mind a little bit when i woke up yesterday feeling like a person again. enjoy??? Title: All Comes Crashing Rating: Explicit Pairing: Ford Pines/Stan Pines Tags: Sibling Incest, Age Difference, Voyeurism, Cunnilingus, Semi-Public Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Masturbation, Fem!Stan - Freeform, 2Fords Trope, Possessive Ford Pines, POV Outsider (does that count if the outsider is ford?), Pining, Praise Kink (just a smidge) Summary: "Stan does not, as it turns out, need his help getting anything off of a high shelf. At first, Ford isn't entirely sure he believes what he's seeing. Stan looks...nice. Really nice.

Suspiciously nice, even."

[luvyeni]

𐙚 : 'CATCHING YOU USING YOUR PLUSHIE TO GET OFF' ( reaction ) ֶָ֢ !

request: can i request enha legal line catching u red handed grinding on the plushie they gifted you

authors note. i hope you like it 💛

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

𐙚 : HEESEUNG ֶָ֢ !

he'll be surprised , you're getting off to the bear he bought you? your clit swollen desperate to be touched , he didn't even bother to watch you through the door, pushing the bedroom door open. "no please don't stop." he bit his lip , sitting down , his cock hard against his jeans , pulling it out. "fuck im so hard." his hands came up to your clit , rubbing circles. "that's it -fuck- keep humping that bear baby." he stroked his cock with the other hand, matching your pace. "oh fuck im gonna cum , cum with me." he whimpered both of you cumming at the same time. he quickly took the bear , throwing it , pushing you back against the bed; his cock bobbing against his stomach.

"you don't need that bear baby , use me, use my cock to make yourself cum."

𐙚 : JAY ֶָ֢ !

coming home from a long day at work, ready to spend the rest of the night with his favorite girl , only to find you in bed , in one of his shirts— one of your tits out as you rutted your hips against the stuffed animal, moaning his name. "did i say you could do that?" your body froze hearing his name. "i-im sorry, i was needy." you stuttered. "so you get off with out my permission." he said walking into the room , unbuttoning his shirt. "pl-please help." you whimpered. "uh uh baby." he sat down in the chair next to your bed. "you don't make the rules , i do." he said. "now keep going, i wanna see you cum all over that nice bear i got you." he watched you with low eyes.

"make yourself cum and i'll determine if i let you cum on my cock."

𐙚 : JAKE ֶָ֢ !

he watched you through the door , palming his hard cock through his jeans , biting his lip to keep himself from moaning and you catching him. he could've just opened the door and walked in , but it was too hot to him , watch you boobs bounce as you desperately tried to reach your peak on the teddy bear he gifted you for christmas, your head thrown back; squeezing your tits as you rocked your hips against the bear. he almost came in his pants when your mouth dropped open , thighs shaking as you came all over the stuffed animals, cursing as you desperately tried to catch your breath, having enough and feeling like he was gonna blow his load in his pants , he pushed the door open, catching you off guard. "jake!" you tried to hide yourself.

"don't hide bay , i need you to ride my cock just like you did that bear."

𐙚 : SUNGHOON ֶָ֢ !

already knew what you were doing, because you were doing it to piss him off , previously you had sent him a video of you getting off with the bear — your moans picking up indicating that you were about to cum, thankfully he was on his way home , but that didn't stop you from cumming, hanging up the phone right as you were cumming , pissing him off even more , speeding on the gas all the way home. finally home he heard the moans indicating you still were going. not bothering to take his shoes of, rushing straight to the room , pushing the door open , the smirk on your face pissing him off even more. "so horny and desperate to cum you'll use a plushie, fucking slut." he hissed, you moaned. "ho-hoonie."

"don't call me name now whore save it for when your begging to cum on my cock."

𐙚 : SUNOO ֶָ֢ !

to him everything you do is cute, so when he finds you rutting against the teddy bear he bought you for your birthday , he couldn't help but coo at how cute you looked huffing, desperate to get off. opening the door to your bedroom, catching you off guard, but he didn't care. "don't be embarrassed baby." he said. "let me see you." he said , ignoring the fact that he was hard in his jeans. "does that feel nice?" he watched you nodded your head , moaning out for him to help you. "so cute baby." he chuckled. "how about you finish making yourself cum." you whined in protest, but he stopped you.

"don't be too upset baby, as soon as you cum i'll fuck you."

©️LUVYENI

[thatweirdbitchjax]

Can you write a muti slasher with an s/o that does this ⬆️

I belive you mean that they eat kinda lasily so that what I'll write. :)

Characters: Thomas Hewitt, Art the Clown, Nubbins Sawyer, Bubba Sawyer, and Chop-Top Sawyer

Tired Eater

Art the Clown

Genuinely leaves you there

Tries to wake you up by snapping in your face

^gives up about five minutes later

Can't be bothered to wait for you

Will leave you there and come back later to pick you up

Tries to mime at you to get you to hurry up

Thomas Hewitt

Is very worried

Taps his momma's shoulder to ask her what to do

^Gets told to try and help you eat at least a little bit, then lead you up do bed

If Hoyt even tries anything, Thomas is chuncking him into a wall

^Fr, he got grounded (he wasn't allowed to see you for three hours)

Takes all the beatings for you

At first he thinks it's heat exhaustion so he tries to make sure you're not over-working yourself

^And god forbid he find out Hoyt is making you push yourself way past your limits

Nubbins Sawyer

You think you can be tired at a table with this guy?!

You are highly mistaken

He is, without a doubt, hooping and hollering, shaking you, shaking the table

He's shaking everything to keep you awake

Drayton yells at him a few times to cut it out

I like the idea that Drayton is a lot sweeter towards you rather than his brothers, so if you are still trying to eat after everyone else is done, he'll come over and gently shake you, tell you to go on up to bed, and that he's got the dishes tonight

Nubby doesn't understand why you're feeling this way, but he will grab you like a koala grabs a tree and hold onto you all night long, just to (try) to make sure you get enough sleep (should I start writing a series about how they sleep?)

Bubba Sawyer

So worried

He, like Thomas, is also worried that you might have gotten heat exhaustion

Despite Drayton yelling at him not to, he grabs you and carries you down to the basement with your food, hoping that it would be cooler down there so you could eat

He sits with you and helps feed you as well, hoping to help you feel better

He starts doing his chores quicker so he can start helping you with yours, hoping you won't get so exhausted

Chop-Top Sawyer

Again, he is hooping and hollaring, if you can still be tired through that, then even I'm worried about you

It kinda ends in the same way as Nubbins, however he is more worried about you then Nubbins

He knows a bit more, and knows it can still be pretty hot, so you probably have heat exhaustion

He tries getting you a fan, laying down on the floor with you (you ended up just falling asleep) but eventually, he just shook you awake and fed you

^Wouldn't suggest that tho as he can get kinda finicky when anywhere around your face, so he will start shaking and probably accidentally stab the roof of your mouth with the utensils he was using to feed you :|

Anyways, hope you enjoyed. Sorry it took me so long. I have another ask in my box that I will start working on soon.

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[mvltisstuff]

hi!! could you possibly do a one-shot with evan buckley where reader is having a horrible time and asks to come over but once they do they attempt to undress buck and have (ya know) with him but he realizes like right after his shirt was taken off that reader is trembling and shaking.

maybe it’s because of a fight with their sibling or something but it ends with him just holding them until they fall asleep and he’s all like “i’m gonna marry them.”

OFC you can take this into a whole different route!! thank you so much in advance!

in for it - e.b

summary: when y/n gets hot, and especially bothered, buck has to figure out why.

evan buckley x reader

a/n: hi!! again, so sorry for how delayed this is, but i hope its still enjoyed for those willing to read :))

buck and y/n had been texting all day, shooting each other suggestive messages and flirty little remarks. buck knew he was in for a treat when he got home, considering all of the bold things his girl had said to him throughout his shift.

however, that was not the case. when he returned home, he called out for y/n, but got no response. he got slightly worried, but y/n's a big girl, she knows what she's doing. he placed his bags down by the front door and pulled out his phone.

Hey, just got home. Everything good?

Yeah. I'm on my way home

he obviously believed her, he has no reason to not trust her. so, he took a beer out of the fridge and went to go sit on the couch and wait for her.

when he heard the doorknob twist, he got a familiar feeling of excitement he always knew when y/n would come home. he heard her kick her shoes off and throw her bag down. it sounded louder than normal, so she must've been really excited to come home to him.

when she came over, she threw her jacket on one of the chairs, leaving her in jeans and a white tank top. she looked as beautiful as always, never needing to dress up for buck because anything she wore was pure fashion in his eyes.

"hey, sexy," buck flirted as she walked over to him. she instantly grabbed his face, pulling his lips onto hers. he could smell the wine on her breath and the taste of it on her tongue. her hands wandered around his neck, slightly gripping onto it. he could feel her racing heart against his own chest, almost faster than he has ever felt it. "how were things at joes?"

her fingers quickly ran down to the hem of his t-shirt, tucking underneath and starting to pull it up. right before the fabric covered his eyes, he took note of y/n's red eyes and furrowed brows with her jaw tight. "fuck him." she spat out after his face was out. he looked her directly in the eyes as her hands continued to wander down to his crotch.

her fingers twitched against his belt as she struggled to unbuckle it, and her breath became more hitched. her face had not changed expression, like she only wanted to get this over with. when she would take her hands away, the only thing buck could notice was her shaking.

'wait, wait-" buck starts. "slow down for a sec."

"are you not hard?"

"well, i was, because im always hard with you, but not anymore. i can't be when you're so visibly upset."

"i'm not upset," she murmurs under her breath, down on her knees in front of him.

"and im not blind, baby," he grabs onto her side and pulls her onto his lap. "tell me whats wrong."

"he acts like i owe him everything. he acts like i do nothing for our parents and he doesn't even want me as his sister. why do i always have to make everyone happy?"

"but you need to be happy first."

"he doesn't care."

"is that an explanation for why you tried to suck me off while being so pissed?"

"i thought i'd start with making you happy," she tells. "and you love blowjobs."

buck chuckles while running a hand down her back. "but you make me the happiest. and he's a douche. you deserve more as a sister and a daughter."

y/n grins at him, her body starting to calm down against his. "thank you. you make me happy, too."

"of course, angel," buck leans back to get a better look at the beautiful girl on his lap. "we can keep going if you want, but you look tired."

"i am, but i want you to be satisfied."

"i will be fully satisfied taking you upstairs, getting changed, pouring us more wine, and laying with you all night."

"are you sure?"

"i will spend the rest of my life assuring you that that is all i ever need from you."

she places a more gently hand on his cheek, pecking him on the lips and pulling away with a smile. "i love you."

"i love you, too." he taps her hip with his finger. "now, go put on our show and change, and ill go get the pinot gris."

[tlouadditc]

smoking with roommate!ellie... a thought.

song being thought of while writing: hold on by the internet

WARNINGS: smut [18+, MDNI], fluff if u squint ur eyes, drug use [weed], awkward convo with ellie LMAO, ellie is a horny stoner, fingering, oral [r!receiving], jealousy, love confession. pet names (mostly baby and princess) words: 1.7k, rating: MATURE

note: this is like my first smut [not to mention my first fic] so erm if there are grammar errors or some parts that dont make sense im sorry 😭😭😭 enjoy!

it's been a long week; essay after essay, multiple assignments to turn in, and now you have 3 tests in the next 2 days. you had walked home in the rain, not even bothering to pull out your umbrella. fuck it, you thought, my dorm isn't that far.

you lazily pulled out your keys, unlocking the front door. as soon as you open the door, you're met with a pungent- well, that's harsh; a not-so-pleasant- smell of weed and a random fruity ass candle. you cough and look around to see who the hell is smoking he-

"oh, hey, y/n." ellie was sitting on the couch, manspreading in front of the tv while smoking a blunt. her eyelids were heavy and she had a smug smile. "oh, uh. sorry about the smell.. i took a random candle."

you set your bags down and took your shoes off, waving your hand in front of your face to remove the smell temporarily. "all.. all good." god, she looks good, you thought. she was sitting in a white wifebeater and loose sweatshorts, sitting just right on her hips so you could see her boxers. the way she was looking at you and smiling made your face heat up, thinking thoughts no roommate should think.

she took another drag and patted beside her, signaling for you to join her. you quickly shook your head and said, "gotta change. i got soaked out there."

"i coulda picked you up, babe."

babe? your face was burning hot now as if it wasn't already. you hurriedly walked to your room, blurting out, "i'll be there in a second!"

jesus. ellie had never been this.. flirty before. you've liked her for a while, if you're being kinda honest. you had been in love, if you were completely honest with yourself. she had always been on your mind ever since you moved in with her. walking around, just in boxers and some tank-top that made her arms look deliciously toned- god, she probably doesn't even know what she does to you.

shaking your head, you change out of your completely wet clothes and into some thin shorts and a crop top before walking back out.

"took ya long enough," she said, chuckling. "i was about to just go to sleep."

"sorry, els." you sat beside her on the couch, looking at what was on tv. "american dad? really?"

"i just turned on the tv," she muttered, passing you the blunt. "how was your day?"

you took the blunt into your mouth, taking a looong drag and inhaling, burning your throat slightly. "same old shit," you exhaled. "im just glad this stressful ass week is over."

"stressful, eh? im glad i decided to do this tonight then," she said, turning her attention from the tv onto you.

"me, too."

"sooo," she started, "how are you and whats-his-name?"

"what about him?" you questioned, noticing a slight change in her demeanor when you immediately remembered him. "we're.. not dating. nothing's goin' on."

"what's going on with y'all? i thought you guys were going on dates n' stuff." she sat up, suddenly all in on your relationship status.

"uhm.. it's not him. he's a great person. it's just.." you slightly glanced at her. she was looking like she was anticipating the rest of your sentence.

"the sex is awful," you admit. it was the truth, but not the whole truth; the entire time he was trying to fuck you, you were thinking about ellie. he clearly was only thinking about his own orgasm. whenever he did attempt to do something for you, he either gave up or you had to fake it so he got off of you. he always came before you did. ellie probably wouldn't do any of this, you would think to yourself before making yourself cum after he left.

ellie looks at you, wide eyed, and chuckles. "what?" you ask, defensive.

"i mean.. you wouldn't have thought the dude was a sex god," she mumbled. "he was the nerdiest dude known to man."

"i- i know," you utter, slightly embarrassed. "i don't wanna talk about it anymo-"

"did he make you cum at all?"

your jaw drops, in shock of what she just said. "uh.. no. not at all."

"jesus, you should've told me earlier," she sighs, looking at you with concern- and something else. "i could've helped y'all. or just you."

you don't know if it's just the weed or true feelings coming out of her mouth, but you swear you can feel her staring at your body, feel her moving closer. you slowly put the blunt down in the ashtray and make eye-contact with ellie.

"you know, y/n," she whispers, "i've always wondered why you would go out with these dudes and i'm right here. i see the way you look at me- hell, i've heard you fucking yourself."

your face heats up, quickly embarrassing you. "i- i'm sorry, el-"

you're suddenly cut off by ellie meeting her lips with yours. the kiss is passionate- you can feel the true feelings from ellie, feel the frustration from being ignored. you straddle her crotch, still kissing, slightly rocking back and forth. the friction from your shorts and her crotch has you soaked, whimpering a little into her mouth. she chuckles into the kiss before separating for air. "so needy already," she breathes, gliding her hands from your face, down your sides, and onto the meat of your thighs, rubbing up and down. you slightly nod, looking down, feeling slightly embarrassed of how you look right now.

"hey, look at me." one hand moves from your thigh up to your chin, making you meet eyes with her. ellie's eyes had looked different- darker, in a sense. the way she was looking at you made you wetter than ever before, wondering what she wanted to do with you. "how about we take out some of that stress, yea?"

her hands snaked under your crop top, her warm fingertips meeting your hardened nipples. she smirked. "no bra? you're gonna kill me." taking off your top slowly, her breath hitched. "god." she took one nipple into her mouth, pinching the other one in between her pointer finger and thumb. "els- fuck," you moaned, grinding on her lap. the wet spot in your panties definitely went through your shorts by now. "you're making a mess all over me, pretty girl," she cooed, still pinching your nipple. "tell me what you want."

"i- i want you," you cried, overstimulated by the sensation on your breasts. she let go of your nipple with a loud pop and let go of your nipple, making you whine from the loss of contact. "use your words. cmon, i know you can do it, princess." she sat back, waiting for your response. "p-please.. touch me," you utter, still slightly grinding on her lap.

"good girl," she purrs. she runs her calloused hands from the tops of your breasts down your sides and on the band of your shorts. "let's get these off."

she moves you off of her and slowly peels your shorts off, quietly gasping when she notices the pool of arousal in your lacy panties. "shit, i got you this wet from barely touching you?" she coos, cracking a small smile when she sees how embarrassed you are. "so cute." she runs her pointer finger over your clothed slit, earning a small wail out of you. applying pressure little by little, she watches you as you grow sexually frustrated by the second. "what's wrong, bun? you wanted me to touch you, right?"

"i need m-more, please- oh my god," you cry out, throwing your head back when she rubs small circles on your clit. she applies more and more pressure, making you feel your orgasm build up in the pit of your stomach. "ellie," you loudly moan, arching your back. she's watching you, taking in every feature of your face. she takes note of the way your eyes roll back at every circle she makes. the way your hands pinch your nipples, trying to replicate what she was doing to you. watching you get off makes her even wetter. she mumbles,"fuck it," before basically ripping off your panties off.

"what a pretty pussy," she says, voice barely above a whisper. you can't tell if she's talking to you or to herself, but she studies you; the puffy lips, how it's glistening with slick, how you leak onto the couch- everything. she runs her middle finger along your aching hole, gathering slick on it, then slowly inserts it. you gasp, gummy walls fluttering around the foreign item. she slowly moves in and out, in and out- lewd squelching sounds fill the room. "pleasepleaseplease," you babble, becoming breathless from arousal. "what, baby?" ellie comes up, planting small kisses on your collarbone. with no warning, she adds her ring finger, stretching your entrance and making you weep in her ear.

"els- m'gonna c-cum-" you sob, holding onto her shoulders. she picks up speed, watching you lose your mind. "yeah?" she murmurs, now adding her thumb to rub your bud. "cum on my fingers, princess."

you convulse around her fingers, walls contracting and expanding. your orgasm is blinding- it causes your legs to shake out of control, you loudly moan her name, holding onto her shoulders. she talks you through it; lots of "i know baby, i know"s and "I'm here, angel"'s. once your done, she removes her fingers. "open up," she says, shoving her cum-covered fingers into your mouth. you automatically suck on them, looking into her emerald eyes with innocence. "good girl."

"uhm.. t-thank you, els," you start, moving your hand over her clothed cunt. "let me touch you."

she flashed a small smile before saying, "i'm okay, baby. get some rest." before you could protest, she got up and planted a kiss on your forehead. "let's get you to bed, princess."

PART 2

[alwritey-aphrodite]

here’s my submission for the fall coffee house put together by @goodwithcheese and @jolapeno - im not gonna lie i have no idea where this came from but its the longest thing ive written in literal months so enjoy!

Pairing: Frankie Morales x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: none :) except that i didn’t proofread lmao

You’ve always been a planner, always had goals for your future, dream boards and five year plans and a list of things to accomplish before you turned thirty. None of those ever included feeling so claustrophobic in what was supposed to be your dream job that you packed everything up and moved away and got a job at a coffee shop. Your life is far from terrible, and you’re quite happy with your choices, but you know if you were somehow able to tell past you where you would end up at twenty seven, she would have spit in your face.

The coffee shop you work at is wonderful, especially now that autumn is in full swing, because it’s almost absurdly cozy and warm. You’re able to wear whatever you want, craft playlists, design menu boards, and spend all day talking with regulars and newcomers alike. Even if it wasn’t where you imagined you would end up, you couldn’t be happier. Especially when an incredibly attractive single father starts to frequent during your shifts.

Isabel and Frankie Morales are nothing short of delightful. The pair of them are absurdly polite, which is especially adorable on the kindergartner, and Frankie is a generous tipper. Before, they had come in every Friday when he picked Isabel up from school for a cookie to split, but now that the weather has turned, they come in most days around two for hot chocolates. Most of the time they retreat to a booth, but on busy days, Frankie helps his daughter onto one of the high top stools along the counter before sitting down next to her, giving you the perfect opportunity to watch and listen to their conversations, still a little scared to actually speak to him beyond the small talk when you take their order.

Today, it’s raining, pouring really, and the shop is mostly empty, the students who normally hunker down for study marathons nowhere to be seen and even most of your regulars hadn’t bothered to show up, choosing to stay dry at home rather than brave the elements for their coffee fix. Your boredom grows with each hour that passes, but then the bell above the door rings to life, and Frankie and Isabel hurry inside, an umbrella trailing behind.

“It’s raining really hard,” Isabel says, trudging up to the counter and leaving her father behind to deal with shaking out the umbrella to keep it from dripping. Normally, she’s glued to her father’s side, but maybe she feels safer with the emptiness of the shop.

“Yeah it is,” you agree with the girl, trying not to laugh as she attempts to stretch herself tall enough to see you over the counter, and you compensate by leaning forward on your elbows, “I didn’t think you guys were going to show up.”

“We were already wet, what’s the worst that could happen,” Frankie says as he approaches the counter himself, umbrella sufficiently dry.

“And I really needed a treat,” Isabel adds, sounding so much like an adult trapped in a toddler’s body you can’t help the giggle that escapes you.

“Oh, yeah? What happened?”

“Don’t get her started,” Frankie mutters, and you laugh again, calming your giggles as Isabel clears her throat.

She launches into a story about recess and reading spots and lunch tables, and it’s hard to keep it all straight, but you nod along all the same, sympathizing with the exhaustion of being a little girl.

“That sounds rough,” you say when she finally finishes her story, and she nods sagely, causing you to fight against your giggles again, “how about I make you an extra special hot chocolate, hm? Would that help?”

“Yes please!” Isabel’s eyes light up, her little frown replaced with a gap-toothed grin.

“Same for you?” You ask Frankie, even though you know he’ll refuse.

“Just a black coffee for me, please.”

You ring them up for a small black coffee and a small regular hot chocolate, even though you give them both larges and you add flavoring and toppings to Isabel’s drink. Instead of slipping into one of the many open booths, they take a spot at the counter, and your heart expands to an impossibly large size. Handing over their drinks, you place a plate of cookies in front of them too. They’re all Halloween and fall themed, and you’d spent the better part of the afternoon decorating them with more care than necessary, simply because you had the time. Frankie starts to shake his head, but you’re one step ahead of him.

“Please, just take them. They’ll all go to waste otherwise, no one else is gonna come in.”

“You should take them, then,” he counters, not giving in.

“C’mon, I’ve eaten about ten of these bad boys today already, and I’ve got a box full of pastries set aside for when I leave. Take the damn cookies,” you’d normally never use that language with a customer, but it’s dead besides the two of them and you’re grinning so you don’t think he’ll take offense.

A smile blooms on his face even as he shakes his head at you, and he takes two cookies from the plate, one for himself and one for Isabel, who looks like the happiest girl in the world now that she has cookies to add to her ginormous hot chocolate.

It’s dark by the time they get ready to leave, and you feel a little awful, like you’ve kept them trapped with you when they could have a million things they needed to do all because you were a little bored.

“Thanks for keeping me company,” you say, a little sheepish as Frankie helps Isabel back into her raincoat, which is difficult because she refuses to part with the cookies you’d boxed up for them to take home.

“We should be thanking you, for the cookies and the company,” he counters, pausing in his struggle to smile at you. You smile back, but then Isabel is tugging on his sleeve and pulling him down to her level. She whispers at him, and they’re a little too far for you to hear, so you just busy yourself with wiping down the already spotless counter until Isabel clears her throat rather dramatically and you turn your attention back to the pair with a gentle smile.

“You know, these are a lot of cookies for only two people,” Frankie starts, and you’re getting ready to argue with him, thinking he’s trying to get out of taking them again when he continues, “maybe we should split them three ways? And we can make you hot chocolate for a change?”

It takes you a second to figure out what he means, but when he does, there’s no stopping the smile that overtakes you, and you’re so beyond happy you can’t even speak for a minute.

“I’ll be done here around six,” you reply once you can form words again, and Frankie’s smile is so gorgeous it threatens to eliminate that ability all over again, “if you’re not already sick of me.”

“I could never get sick of you,” he responds, and if you weren’t already a complete goner, you definitely are now.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

wibta if i keep having sex with my friends dad? nsfw warning

i (20s cismale) got invited by my friend (20s nonbinary) to try out some new edibles they made last thursday. this isnt too weird because both of us are unemployed (they get disability, i get money from unemployment, and we both live with our parents) and usually during the day their dad (50s cismale) is at work so we get the house to ourselves. well last thursday was different because i came over late in the night when their dad was home, and he offered to make me some dinner too. i get the munchies really bad so i was immediately like yes please and thank you while i fucked off to my friends room. we played some smash bros while we waited for the cookies to kick in, and when it started to hit his dad called us both out for dinner. dinner was great, and his dad is super chill — so he let us raid his alcohol cabinet. i dont think he knew either of us were stoned for the record (im naturally really quiet/dont make eye contact, my friend sounds high 24/7 naturally) so i dont think he was like trying to get anyone drunk or anything. my tolerance is pretty good but my friends is shit so it didnt take long until they were like blackout drunk and passing out on the couch, while their dad and i were both drunk too (not blackout but pretty drunk, and i was still high) and sitting on the opposite side of the couch next to eachother

important fact about me - i crossdress like femboys or whatever theyre called. i like looking really feminine and cute and confusing people. im not trans or anything like that gender is just a game and i am winning it. but i do tend to dress up in very egirl/goth gf clothes if you know what i mean, and i look pretty convincing ive been told (friend tells me i would pass for ciswoman with the makeup on). i think their dad maybe forgot that i was me (he usually sees me in boy clothes) and he started hitting on me? i didnt think i was gay or bi either until he started doing it and i got really flustered but i didnt stop him? again i was fucked up so the attention felt really nice despite it being my friends dad. but anyways he kept getting closer until he kissed me, and it felt nice so i let it keep going? which was probably super fucked up in retrospect. but anyways stuff gets hot and steamy, their dad doesnt bother lifting up my skirt, one thing leads to another and we have sex. he definitely noticed im not a girl during that (its pretty hard to miss lol) but he didnt stop so we kept going for a while

after we were done he and i passed out on the couch in a kind of awkward position, we both woke up in the morning and i think thats when he realized im me, but he didnt seem to freak out even though hes straight?? or at least i thought he was straight. but we had sex again in the morning and then when my friend woke up we all had breakfast and i went back to my friends room and we hung out more and got high again. while we were though i accidentally spilled the beans to my friend, and they FREAKED out on me and said that i was so gross for doing that, and they cant believe that it happened, stuff like that. they kicked me out of their room and their dad had to drive me home because i was shaking bad from it. but while their dad drove me home i was super pissed and mad and not thinking straight (haha) and so i tried to convince their dad to take a detour so we could fuck again. and he was like, okay sure, so we did?? but now i feel horrible for doing it knowing that it grossed my friend out so much, but i really like their dad and he seems to like me too, and i want to keep banging him :(

What are these acronyms?

[osamucide]

Hello bartender!!! I hope im not bothering you in these hours. As my first time coming to this bar, can I please get a shot of Shibusawa? These are so rare to finddd :(..

FLAVOR PROFILE—riding and dynamic switch with Tatsuhiko Shibusawa

"Darling—mh—feels so good."

It's not just rare that Shibusawa finds someone that impresses him, surprises him—it never happens. Ever.

Or, he was convinced it was something that was destined to never happen; that was, until you got your hands on him. All over him.

"Tatsu," you whine softly, smirk playing on your lips. "Want all of you, please."

"Unh—yes," he sighs; you talk to him like you're so desperate for him when in reality, he's falling apart for you while you sit across his lap, pressing hot kisses to his neck, roving your fingers across his twitching abdomen up to his shaking shoulders, and stroking him slow, up, down.

He trembles as you lift; you kiss him, look into his eyes with an open mouth as you swirl his tip around your wetness and sink down with a heavy gasp.

He gasps too, unable to help the way his palms fly to your ass. You lick your fingers before combing them through his hair like silk, letting the braid above his ear fall loose.

"That's it, Tatsu," you mumble against his lips.

"Fuck, baby, you—you feel so good," his voice leaves him, cracked, as he throbs inside you; feels so good is the only thing left in that genius brain of his as you bounce on him, wet, quickly.

"Just relax," you say with your smile, but your fingers fly up to grip his chin, force him to look at you. "Let me take care of you, okay?"

"Unhg—yes, yes, yes."

[sophswritingthings]

Im addicted to archer reader x mizu

Imagine, romantic tension between mizu and reader Even though bith off them would rather die than admit it, and reader gets jealous of mizu and tiagen.

Maybe reader spars with taigen to show off a bit too mizu 👀 also them just kinda having beef with taigen 👀👀

pairing: mizu x fem!archer!reader

warning(s): swearing, mizu + reader having nsfw thoughts about one another + a bit of some nsfw words/scenes

a/n: mizu watching you spar with taigen and he pins you down and she just beats the shit out of him like don’t touch. MINE

word count: 796 words / 4,280 characters

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you stared at her as you walked. she was walking far ahead of you. just looking at her got you all hot and bothered.

she was undeniably hot. not that you’d ever admit that to her—you’d rather jump out a window than tell her that. 

all you could imagine was her, lying with her head nestled between your thighs—fucking you until you couldn’t even shoot your bow and arrow the next day.

you sighed, trying to shake your head of these thoughts.

little did you know—she happened to be thinking the same exact thing. 

she was walking in front of you; she couldn’t see you, but she could hear the sound of your footsteps, the sound of you quietly talking with ringo.

so badly did she just want to have you writhing and pleading under her. begging her to continue while she teased your body mercilessly.

those were things she’d rather die without completing her vow then ever admit to anyone. especially you.

but it felt like—every time you as much looked at one another, you could just feel the tension.

when you sparred, breathing heavy, pinned against the wall with her sword pressed against your neck. 

the way your eyes locked when you would engage in battle, together.

and simply the way you looked at her from across the room with that.. look in your brown eyes.

she didn’t know what to make of any of it, and she wasn’t going to try, because she was on a quest for revenge—not for love or lust—or.. whatever this was.

when you came to a stop, you were nestled around the fire. she could hear you and taigen sparring just a minute away, she could see you two sparring.

you had taigen pinned to the ground. her face grew hot, both  by thinking how attractive you looked while doing it—and by anger. the fact that you were sitting atop of him, and not her..

and she was making you horribly jealous, as well.

the way you saw her.. hovering over top of taigen.. having him pinned by his wrists to your cabin floor.

you went asleep jealous and wildly attracted to her, that night.

“why.. do you keep looking at me, like that?” taigen narrowed his eyes at you.

“because,” you hiss. “I don’t like you.”

“and for what? what in fucking hell did I do to you?” taigen retorts.

“you’re.. into him!” you growl, “and you’re going to stop, or I’m going to shoot an arrow right through your head.”

he snickered, “oh, that’s what this is about,” he rolled his eyes. “you’re jealous.”

“and so what if I fucking am?!” you yelp, definitely loud enough to where mizu could hear you.

“I’ll have you know—I’ve caught him talking about you on many occasions.”

mizu stares at him with wide eyes. she knows what you two are talking about, now.

you shrink back a little, your gaze shifting to mizu as you see her expression.

“I..” she whispers, “he isn’t lying.”

“.. oh,” you mumble. “okay.”

“okay?” she repeats, “what—does that mean?”

“it just means.. okay.” you murmur, “we need to talk, mizu. like.. soon.”

she sighs, “I agree,” her anger shifts to taigen. “now that taigen has decided to go and share all my secrets with whomever he pleases.”

you chuckle, a little, “yes, I suppose.”

“come with me, then.” she gestured for you to follow her.

you quickly take her up on her offer, following her out into the woods.

you walk side by side. you can feel the tension. you were unaware if it was sexual tension, or if she was going to attack you at any moment.

her hands wrap around your body, grasping at your hair as she pushes you up against a nearby tree. you gasp, your face flushing red.

“I’ve waited so long to have you like this,” mizu whispers, her lips hovering just above your ear.

a shaky breath leaves your lips, “never have I wanted something more,” you hiss, gazing at her deep blue eyes, hungry for you.

her lips crash onto yours, a soft moan leaving your lips as she does so. her hands are grasping your hair for dear life, your hands locked around her neck as you kissed her back, the desperation in your lips as you did so.

“maybe.. maybe we shouldn’t be doing this in the woods,” you huff as her lips travel to tu our throat. 

“maybe not,” her breathing his heavy, her voice husky. “later, though. I’ll have you in my bed; and have my way with you.”

she hissed the words like she would speak of her vow. unchanging and determined.

she lets go of you, slipping out of the woods, leaving you breathless against the tree.

tonight, then.

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a/n: song rec time!! I can see you (taylors version) (from the vault) orrrr shut up by lauren sanderson

[ichikopotato]

2017 Tom with f! Reader literally js smut!

If your comfortable!!💞💞

slay.

pairings : 2017 t.kaulitz smut

synopsis : you just got out of a relationship, meaning you were at the bar, trying to get your mind off of it. You suddenly meet a guy, actually forgetting what you came there for. Let’s just say you weren’t expecting to forget your past in one night.

warnings : one night stand?, p in v, degradation, rough/ kinda sweet sex?, sweet tom, pillow princess, unprotected sex, hair pulling, implied second round, usage of “baby, sweetheart, princess”.

a/n : YALL IM SO UPSET. I actually lost a few followers from not posting in a while, I’ll try to post more often now! Love you angels.

-> IT WAS A GLOOMY EVENING at the bar in your town, nothing too exciting, just normal people having fun and drinking. You sat down, ordering drinks, wanting nothing more than to release some stress.

You drank your drink, ordering another, after another. A man sat beside you, ordering your same drink. You look at him up and down, silently admiring him as you fixed your posture.

He saw you staring, smirking slightly. “Do I have something on my face?” He chuckled, as you clear your throat, your cheeks heating up in embarrassment.

“No, sorry. I’ve just never seen you here before.” You smile, taking a sip of your drink. You couldn’t deny that he was handsome as fuck, from his man bun to his outfit and body.

He smiled, as he drank his drink. “Just decided to go to a new place, last one was kind of boring me out.” He winked, smiling. You giggle softly, as he brought out a hand for you to shake.

“I’m Tom, you?” He smirked, eyeing you up and down teasingly. You shook his hand, blushing softly. “It’s y/n, nice to meet you.” You giggled. He chuckled, getting up.

You both talk for minutes, getting along and being able to communicate great. Until he stood up, smirking at you, “why don’t we take this back to my place? Im sure we can get along more.” He smiled.

You smile, nodding as he got the bill, signing it as he winked at you whilst smirking. He took your hand, leading you to his car. You drove to his place, singing some songs together, laughing and talking.

As you got to his apartment, you took off your heels and waited for him to say something. He smiled, leading you to the couch, “go ahead and sit, make yourself at home. Oh, and the best view of the city is at the end of the couch or balcony.” He smirked, walking to the kitchen.

You sat down on the couch, admiring the view. He came back with some wine, and two glasses. “Care to drink more?” He teased, sitting beside you.

You hit his arm playfully, taking the glass and taking a sip. “This is good, is this Riesling?” You smiled, taking another sip. “mhm, glad someone knows what I’m serving them.” He chuckled.

You remember your ex, knowing this is his favourite. You sigh, placing the glass down. Tom notices, confused. “Is something bothering you, sweetheart?” He smiled, rubbing your back.

“No, it’s just that— this is my ex’s favourite wine.” You giggled softly, your eyes watering up. He took your hand, rubbing his thumb over your soft skin. “Im sorry, y/n. I didn’t mean to.” He whispered, rubbing your back.

“It’s fine, Tom. It’s not your fault.” You smiled, rubbing his hands. You and him stare at each other, eyes filled with desire and lust. He leaned in, pulling you into a kiss.

You smile, returning the kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck, as he pulls you closer by the waist. He groaned softly, “are you okay with this, princess?” He placed hot kisses up and down your neck.

You moan softly, nodding. Without another word, he carries you to his bedroom as you yelp in surprise. “t-tom!” You gasp.

You get to his room, as he laid you down on his bed. He quickly strips you out your clothes, smirking and maintaining eye contact with you.

You squirm, blushing as he strips as well. He pulls you into a kiss, moaning softly as he rubs his tip on your wet folds. “You want this, hmm baby?” He coed, teasing.

You let out a moan, whimpering softly. “y-yes, please tom.” You gasp, your hands falling to his back, as he slammed his girth into you. His head falls back, groaning.

“shit, princess. s’tight f’me..” he smirked, chuckling. He pulled your hair, pounding into you roughly. You squeal, moaning as your eyes rolled back in ecstasy. He chuckled at your face, kissing the corner of your lips.

“Yeah baby, you like that?” He moaned, pounding into you. You could only respond with pathetic moans, whimpers and whines. He smirked, feeling you tighten around him.

“you close, sweetheart— hmngh.. fuck! taking me s’well.. such a dumb girl.” He moaned, pounding into you faster. You moan, “m’close, tom. please!” You whimper.

Your tongue lolls out as you cum all over his cock, moaning and shaking. He groans, pulling out and cumming all over your breasts and stomach.

He chuckled, slapping your cheek gently as he saw your eyes droopy.

“Not finished yet, sweetheart. Gonna fuck this pussy till’ I get tired.”

well, let’s just say you stayed the night, forgetting about your stupid ex.

YALL IM SO SORRY, I LOVE YOU ALL. THIS WAS REALLY SHORT, IM SO SORRYYY! I LOVEYOUALL, STAY SAFE ANGELS.

[jj-maybanks-daughter]

Bikini

y/n has a party to go to, however, she is wearing a skimpy bikini that john b, her uncle, does not approve of.

warnings

mentions of nudity, inappropriate pictures sent, some smut, cursing, back talk, fighting with dad

y/n has saved up money to buy this pink and green floral bikini for your boyfriend, tristen’s pool party. you must admit, it was pre

tty skimpy, but it wasn’t anything the other girls didn’t wear. 

the day had finally came for you to wear the bikini. you put it on in your room, checking yourself out in the mirror, and damn did you look good. 

you walked out of your room to leave before your dad could see you but a quick “stop.” made you turn around and look at him. 

“where do you think your going dressed like that, young lady?” your uncle jb asked, even though you thought it was your dad.

“party, later” you snapped back at him turning around to keep leaving. 

“don’t turn your back on me” he said angrily, “go change, that bathing suit is way to tiny.” 

“your not my dad.” you looked at him with an eye roll. 

“well than let’s call him.” you didn’t know he wasn’t home so the call caught you off guard 

“your such a fun sucker” you say sticking your tongue out. 

sarah walked in “hey y/n/n, i love that suit!” 

“sarah thinks it’s fine.” you look at john b 

“well sarah’s a girl. of course she thinks it’s fine.” john b snapped right back.

“well this is what im wearing so you’ll have to deal with it.”

“who’s party even is its?” he asked, almost letting the suit slide. 

“tristen’s “ you smirk back at him.

“nope, not going. i don’t trust that boy, or his dad.” you knew your aunts and uncles had issues with topper, but that just made it more romantic to you. 

“ugh your so annoying! other girl will be there dressed just like me!” you yelled 

“well im not the other girls uncle.” he came up as an excuse. 

“well im leaving, later”

“don’t expect your dad not to here about this!” you flipped his off as you walked out. 

after sarah was sure you were gone, she asked john b “why does it matter? i dress like that all the time, if not, worse.”

“exactly. all i can think about is how hot you look, i don’t want a 15 year old boy to be in that position with our niece.” he says shaking his head. “i miss when she was younger and actually listened to us.” 

sarah just nodded her head sitting next to john b. “she’ll be alright.” 

“ok but i’m still telling jj.” sarah just rolled her eyes and walked back to thrr we or room. 

after the party

“y/n sit down, your dad will be here in a minute” were the first words you heard when you walked into the house. 

“ughhhh your so annoying! why do you even care!” you yell at him. “it’s not like i’m walking around naked!” 

“you basically are” john b said under his breath.

you let out another sigh before walking into your room. 

“i told you to stay out here y/n!” hearing your uncle jb, who was usually chill, yell at you, had your mind made up that you should just listen. 

you rolled your eyes and walked back out of your room, sitting on the couch with your arms crossed, giving john b an angry look. 

“look kid i know you’re mad at me but you know i am just trying to protect you, 15 year old boys are dumb.” he said trying to make eye contact with you. “i should know, i was one.” 

“can you at least call sarah. i don’t want to talk to him alone.” you say giving jb puppy dog eyes. 

“i’ll go get her, change into some clothes, please.” you walked back into your room and put on a tee shirt and sweatpants. you didn’t bother taking off the suit, because you knew your dad would want to see it. 

you got a text from tristen, asking to see it one more time so you took off the shirt and pants to take a picture in your full length mirror for him. 

“hot, but i’d like it better on your bedroom floor 😝” he sent back. you just smiled at the text when john b called you back. you put the clothes back on and walked back out, seeing your dad there, furious. 

“great” you said in your head, but still sarcastically. 

“why is it even a big deal!” you ask throwing your hands up. 

“we’re just trying to keep you protected, y/n” your dad said to you, trying to keep his cool. “if i hear that you talk back to your uncle or aunts one more time, you won’t have to worry about what you wear, cause you won’t be going anywhere.” he added

“god he was the one saying that it was too revealing, why was he even looking!?” you yell

“hard to fucking not when you walk out of the house in a string!” john b yelled back. 

“can i see the suit?” jj asked. 

“gladly.” you said rolling your eyes as you took off the shirt and sweatpants. 

“where did you even get that from?” he asked 

“bought it. you can’t stop me from wearing it, it’s mine.” you said in a tone.

“i know i look good in it, everyone said so.” you scoffed. 

“go to your room.” jj said, pissed off. 

“great, that’s all i wanted anyway.” you said in a tone walking back.

“what a fucking brat.” john b said in an annoyed voice. “when did she get like that.” 

“your telling me. just give her time to cool off, im sure she’s had some drinks anyways.

jj wasn’t wrong, you were drinking at the party. 

you decided to send that picture to tristen, almost as a snap back at jj and john b. 

“come over” tristen responded with. that convinced you. you put on the still damp suit and shorts and a cute shirt to head over to tristen’s house. 

“dad, i’m leaving” you yell out to him as you walk out.

“where are you even going?” john b asked. 

“wouldn’t you like to know.” you snapped back. but after realizing that could get you grounded, because you know john b would tell on you, you gave him a one word reply, “tristen’s” john b decided to let it slide, even though it was talking back because you did tell him

jj knocked on the door of your room, not knowing you left. he opened the door to see you not there. 

“do you know where she went?” 

“she went back to tristen’s house i guess” he answered

“why’d you let her leave” jj asked annoyed. 

“she knows how to fight back, there wasn’t anything i could do anyway.” 

tristen’s house 

topper and his girlfriend weren’t home, so they had the house to themselves. their make out led to well, you know. 

jj knocked on the door in the middle of it. they had cameras, what kooks so they could see him on the screen in tristen’s room.

“ugh great.” you sigh, putting your clothes back on. 

he knocked again, this time you answering the door right after.

“come on, were you going home.” you followed him, knowing there was no fighting him. 

back at the château

the boys decided they would let sarah talk to her. 

“can i come in y/n/n?” she asked through the door. 

“i guess” you answered. 

she talked to you about the bikini, how she liked it, and you liked it, but unfortunately, some growing boys would like it more. you cringed at the comment, but you knew she hated it too. she made you apologize to the boys, then took you bikini shopping. 

[xxxninjaxxx23]

You brought the light I needed in my life

Part 1

Samantha Carpenter x GN Reader.

New York City has always been a bustling hotspot for restaurants, opportunities, and some “night activities.”

And yet Samantha Carpenter can’t shake this emptiness she feels everyday in her life.

(Sam’s Pov) It was a busy friday evening and I had just gotten off my shift at the diner. The Manager let me go home early with my regular pay as a reward for working hard.

Truth is. There’s a reason why I don’t take days off and constantly work.

I wrapped up my leftovers in a bag for dinner later and walk back to the apartment since the gym was closed today ‘that’s where I usually spend my time’.

New York being the big city it is, I had to bump through crowds, junkies and greeted some couples. When I got to my complex, some people were already shooting looks at me, one threw a paper ball at me.

‘Looks like our neighbors know I’m the daughter of a small town serial killer.’

After getting past the death glares, I enter my apartment and put my leftovers in the fridge. Then I pour a cup of whiskey, sitting down to collect my thoughts, not bothering to turn on the tv.

I hear the door open a half hour later “Sam! Im home” hearing that voice always brings a little smile to my face.

Tara sets her shopping bags down and sits on the couch next to me, turning on the tv. I felt a bit of joy knowing I’m giving Tara what she always wanted. A degree, a boyfriend, and freedom to live her life provided she be careful of the dangers.

I took a sip of my drink “So how was your date with Chad?”

Tara jumped in excitement “Amazing! We went to a nice restaurant that had an open mic. You should have seen Chad try to sing “All of me” he did it a little off key but reassured that it was a “song picked just for me.” Tomorrow we’re going to an arcade that just opened. Want to join us?”

I felt an ache in my chest and it wasn’t the whiskey “Thank you Tara….but I don’t want to impose. Especially since I’m letting you live your life freely.”

Damn. I didn’t do much to hid my emotions and Tara was quick to notice.

“Is everything ok?” She asked putting a hand on my shoulder. Normally, I hate being asked that but this is my sister ‘sigh’ “I guess….I guess I’m just lonely to tell you the truth.”

Tara was confused “Lonely? Aw don’t be silly, you have me and the twins.”

I sipped my drink once again “I mean you know….lonely.” Tara playfully slapped her forehead. “Ohhh I see. I mean, I can try to help you find a date.”

I smiled a bit. “That would be nice, I just hope I find one. It’s not that easy when you’re the daughter of the first Ghostface.” Tara nodded “If that worries you, I can take a break from Chad and spend some time with you.”

“But Tara, you love him.” My sister nodded “I do. But you’re my sister and I love you more. All you have to do is say the word.”

I sniffled heavily before wrapping my arms around Tara “Oof. How can a (Guy/Girl) not love a woman with big muscles?” I laughed a bit.

(1 month later)

(Tara’s pov) True to my word, I spent more time with Sam. Even though she assured me that it was ok with me bringing Chad to the apartment or going on dates with him.

Since Chad is still asleep from finishing that assignment, I’m eating breakfast with Mindy and Anika. They were surprised that I chose to eat at the place Sam works at.

“I think I know what i want.” I said as Mindy looked up from her menu “T. Did you choose this place because it’s that good?”

“Or did you want a free meal from your sister?” Anika finished, laughing.

I rolled my eyes “No….I’m going to pay for-“ I felt my pockets “Shit! I forgot my wallet!” Mindy shook her head “Didn’t you forget it the last time you went with my brother to that restaurant.”

I blushed from embarrassment “Y-yes but I gave him the money back when I got paid.”

Anika nodded “What you really need is one of those wallet chains so you never have to lose it again. Plus it would look hot on you.”

Mindy playfully smacked Anika’s arm as Sam came by to take our orders “Now, now. Don’t kill each other until AFTER you eat.” As we took our orders, I picked mine which was a bit pricey ‘Sorry Sam.’

“Umm big sis. You think you can spot me for this one?”

Sam rolled her eyes “Again? How many times do I have to tell you to stop forgetting your money?” I smiled playfully “Pleaseeee. I won’t forget next time and I will pay you back, I promise.”

(Sams pov) I shook my head, not wanting my sister to throw a tantrum or steal somebody else’s food “Fine. I’ll hold you to that.” I gathered up the menus and took the orders to the kitchen. After that, I decided to wipe down the counter since it was a slow morning.

I was finishing the display case until a new customer walked in. “Welcome to Crown Shy. Would you like

I looked up from the case and was at a loss for words when I set my eyes on the person that walked in.

(Sorry I had to. Lol)

Their (gothic/eccentric) attire was stunning enough to make a lot of heads turn. I shook my head, hiding my blush “ ‘Ahem’ Welcome to Crown Shy. Would you like a booth or a table?”

(He/She) requested a booth saying they have a friend meeting them here for a class assignment. My shoulders tensed as I dropped the menu on the floor, running to get new one “Sorry about that”

I took a quiet breath and awaited their order.

(Tara’s pov) Another waitress brought our food and we were in the middle of a feast until I spotted Sam making eyes at the new customer that just walked in. I tapped Mindy on the shoulder “Ooh! Direct hit Cupid.” Mindy whispered.

“I’ll say. I think this is the first time I’ve seen my sister as a drooling lovesick puppy.” I nearly laughed when she dropped the menu and went to snatch a new one off another table “Smooth move Casanova” Anika whispered.

After Sam took her potential lovers order and brought their food out, she stepped outside telling her boss she was taking her fifteen. “Looks like someone needs a little push Tar” Mindy said.

I nodded as I went outside to find Sam with a hand on her chest, trying to control her rapid breathing.

“Someone’s got a crushhhh. Someone’s got a crushhh” I said in a singing voice, handing Sam a water bottle from my bag.

Sam wasn’t amused and showed her blush “Look. Try to talk to them Sammy. This is your chance to finally get a (Boyfriend/Girlfriend)”

She took a sip from her water bottle “B-but what if they don’t like me? What if they find out who I really am and never talk to me again?” I gently squeezed her shoulder

“Sam, you won’t know if you don’t try. I’ll be right there to comfort you if anything happens. Just introduce yourself and ask if you can sit with them until their friend shows up, make some small talk my hot sis.”

(Sam’s pov) I shook my head, smiling “I’m not really that hot but I’ll still make small talk with them.” We both head back inside the diner, seeing that the new customer is already eating their food.

I check my watch “Ok still on my break, time to make my move” I whispered.

I walk over to their table “Hi. Um, do you mind if I sit with you? I’m currently on break and my coworkers are having a football debate back there.

The customer looked up and smiled “Sure. I could use the company, seeing my friend is running a bit late.”

I hid the excitement in my stomach and sat down. “I’m Y/N by the way Y/N L/N.” They said extending their hand “Samantha….Carpenter. It’s nice to meet you.”

“I’ll say. It’s not often I see a pretty girl wanting to have lunch with me.”

I was flattered “So you think I’m pretty?” Now it was their turn to blush “Um s-sure? I mean I would really like to get to know you more.”

I felt my phone vibrate. I open it to see laughing emojis from Tara saying we are “Both hopeless with the small talk.” I shot a look at her, shaking my head.

I took a breath and engaged in a conversation like our favorite hobbies, movies, latest tv shows. I was amazed by how much we have in common unlike Ritchie who never liked almost all my hobbies. Sometimes I question why I got with him in the first place.

Anyways we talked a bit more along with me complementing their outfit, saying it “Makes them stand out and look more attractive.” I didn’t realize how long we were talking until I realized I was five minutes over my break.

I quickly jumped from the booth and back to my station in a flash but not before leaving my number on the receipt if they want to talk more.

(One shift later)

(Sam’s pov) This day was very slow and tiring. I was anxiously waiting for the time to fly by and luckily it did. But earlier, Tara didn’t help by eating loud and throwing trash on the floor. I swear my sister has the manners of a child. I rest my case when she let out a loud belch which ‘sigh’ everyone heard!

“Sorry! Excuse me!”

I cleaned the rest of the floors and whatever trash was on the tables as the last 30 mins approached. When it was time, I clocked out and said bye to my coworkers and boss.

Heading outside, I put my apron away and check my phone for any new messages. I got one from Tara who once again teased me that I was in a rush to see my new “lover.” I rolled my eyes and left that on read.

The next message was from….Oh Y/N and they asked if I wanted to watch a movie together. I responded back to it being a plan. We’ll watch a movie at my place and I’ll make the best dinner.

(Later)

(Tara’s pov) I sat on the couch waiting to go to the arcade. Chad really needs to stop staying up late and sleeping in late. It’s getting pretty hectic but I still end up dealing with it.

I check my phone “Hm, still got an hour left” I turn on the tv and snack on a few corn chips.

I got halfway through an episode of South Park until Sam came by with a hand vac, “Tara! I just cleaned here. Must you always be so messy.”

I scoffed “Looks like someone’s eager to keep the place clean for their new (Boyfriend/Girlfriend)”

Sam snatched the chips away from me “They’re not my lover. I just want spend time with a new friend, and that is making sure this place looks presentable.”

I nodded “Sure and I’ll be a millionaire one day. Look I get it. You want to make a first impression and that’s ok. No more lone wolf tonight Sam, it’s time for a new chapter, go get (him/her) tiger!”

(Sam’s pov) After cleaning Tara’s mess for the second time, I take a long needed shower and put on something simple. An hour later, the doorbell rings. “Y/N! Nice to see you again. It’s me uh Sam….from the diner” We both shared a hug before they went to the living room to pick out the movie.

Tara left for the arcade but not before ripping into me again “I swear you have no game sis. How did you even end up with Ritchie?” She whispered, laughing as she closed the door.

Damn it Tara! Why do you have to be such a gremlin? Though she’s not wrong, I really need to work on my pull game.

‘Just be yourself Sam, just be yourself.’

As I got the cooking utensils ready, I called from the kitchen island “So baby. Did you choose a good movie for us to watch?” I slapped my mouth

‘Of course! Leave it to Sam Carpenter to find a way to fuck a simple question up!’

Y/N smiled, laughing a bit “Hmm not yet. Maybe you should pick, baby.” They said, winking.

‘This is gonna be a long night…..good, I hope it never ends’

After Y/N selected the movie to watch, (he/she) joined me in the kitchen to help prepare the food.”

“Ok let’s make some of my famous pasta. Normally we charge $19.99 for this at the cafe.” Y/N was shocked “$20 for pasta?!” I nodded “It’s a family recipe, my um….father knew the right spices to use.”

Then we set the noodles and water to a boil. As it was cooking along with the sauce, we took the opportunity to take some silly pics together then post them. When the food was done, we set the plates and ate on the coffee table (Sam made sure it was clean after her sister put her bare feet on it recently. She really let Tara have it afterwards)

“I hope this isn’t a gory movie. I don’t want to lose my dinner.” Y/N shook their head “No this is more of an action movie. It’s called John wick.” I smiled “I don’t think I ever heard of that movie.”

A few hours into the movie, I was blown away by how ruthless this man was all over a car and…well I guess it makes sense with the dog.

(Y/N’s POV) After the movie was over and we cleaned up, I got my jacket and was about to head out seeing it was late. I said my byes but right as I was about to leave, I felt a hand on my arm “Stay with me….please?”

I smiled ‘How can I say no to that face?’ “Alright but um….I don’t have any sleepwear. I might have to sleep in my underwear if you don’t mind?”

I saw sweat pouring down from Sam’s forehead “N-No…I don’t mind at all.” I gave her a kiss on the forehead ‘probably shouldn’t have done that’ but she shrugged it off and led me to her room.

(Bedroom)

As Sam was in the bathroom, changing into her night clothes, I stripped down to my underwear. I put my clothes next to the bed on the floor. Few minutes later, Sam came back wearing said night clothes but she stood like a deer in headlights.

I was confused for a minute but then realized “Ah, you like what you see here? I said, showing off my body a bit.

Sam swallowed “Mmhm” was all she said before pulling me into bed with her.

Sam had a tv in her room so we watched a show just to fall asleep to but mostly talked a lot rather than watch the show or even drifting off to sleep.

I decide to try my luck “Snuggle me?” Sam was hesitant “Y-you want me to snuggle you?” That got me nervous, hoping I didn’t push things too quick besides the kiss of course. “Yes…but I understand if you don’t want to. I’m not here to make you uncomfortable.”

I felt some relief when she giggled “Come here.” She said extended her arms which I fell into perfectly. I felt butterflies in my stomach as she nestled next to me. “Sorry I was a little confused at first because no one I dated asked me to be the big spoon.”

I faced her a bit “Hm? Who wouldn’t want a woman with big biceps wrapped around them so safe?” Sam smiled “Probably because, they were jealous that I was more fit and muscular than them.”

I shook my head “I guess they forgot the definition of “Exercise” and “Workout” I said. “I do workouts myself but I been meaning to find a partner to go to the gym with.”

Sam rubbed my arms sounding a bit tired “I’d be happy to fill that role and go to the gym with you.”

I felt myself blush ‘Part of me really wants to kiss Sam for real this time but I don’t know if she wants a relationship now…or one with me. That might not be true, maybe just maybe I might have a chance at love again….I hope.’

I stayed awake for a bit hoping to ask Sam if she’s interested but I didn’t realize that sleep has taken her until I heard a snore from said girl. “Maybe tomorrow….yeah tomorrow’s ‘yawn’ a good day to tell her.” I felt my eyes get heavy, then fell asleep into Sam’s arms, holding me in place.

(Later on into the night when the pair were fully asleep, Tara came home and went to check on her sister. She had to stop herself from squealing at the sight that had emitted her eyes.

“This is definitely going on my page.” Tara said as she snapped a quick photo then left, closing the door.

“Goodnight Sam….Goodnight Y/N. I think you just brought the light my sister needed in her dull life.”

To be continued

Btw there’s the idea of the reader but the choice is still yours if these pictures don’t cut it

You got the gothic(eh maybe) or the elegant reader lol.

[thefallennightmare]

You know who else doesn’t get enough love on this app? Mikey. So please enjoy this thought of Michael Taylor.

18 + CW(shirtless Michael needs his own warning, heavy flirting, brothers best friend, Michael marking what’s his, female masturbation, slight choking.)

This was so bad. You should definitely not be doing this. But you had no other choice. Michael had been teasing you all afternoon.

Why the hell did they feel the need to rehearse shirtless? Yes the warehouse they were in was hot. Even you were sweating in your white sundress. You had every intention of leaving after you dropped off your brother’s extra set of drum sticks. But the moment you caught sight of Michael’s sweat slicked chest and abs, your mouth ran dry.

“Cat got your tounge?” Michael smirked.

You snapped out of it and wanted to leave but your brother talked you into staying to watch them rehearse.

So there you were, sitting on the couch in the warehouse feeling your heart flutter at the sound of Michael’s voice. You always had a crush on him but could never act on it because he was your bothers best friend and bandmate. It would make things so messy if things didn’t work out. So you were left to vie for him from afar.

When he took a drink of water, you bit back a moan and shifted in your seat when droplets fell down his chest down to the v-line of his abs.

“Im so fucked”, you murmured under your breath.

Apparently not quiet enough because Michael raised a brow towards you, wearing a fox of a smile. “Need help with something, baby?”

Quickly rising from the couch, you scurried over to the bathroom needing to get rid of the burning between your legs. Fast. You were in such a rush that you didn’t lock the door behind you.

Hiking your dress up, you leaned against the bathroom sink and slipped two fingers into your soaked panties to your clit. You worked fast circles against your swollen nub already so close to the edge of bliss.

“Oh Michael,” you moaned while letting your eyes flutter shut.

“You rang?”

Eyes snapping open, you removed your hand from your panties to see Michael standing in the bathroom without. Still wearing that stupid smirk.

“I-,” words died on your tongue as your cheeks burned for getting caught.

He crossed over to you in two large steps and wrapped a hand around your throat, leaving his thumb against your pulse point. You sucked in a breath as you gazed up at him. He’d lose his hat and now his hair was unruly in his face.

“I don’t know why you don’t admit it, Y/N. You want me.”

You did your best to shake your head in his grasp. “We can’t. It’s so wrong.”

Michael cocked his head to the side, tightening the grip around your throat slightly to cut off your air intake. Not enough to choke you out but just enough to make your pussy clench.

“If it’s so wrong, baby. Then why do you call out my name?” He brushed his lips along your jawline.

You bucked your hips up to his when his cock pressed against your pussy. You couldn’t deny it because he heard you call out to him.

“Do you want to be a good girl for me?” He sank his teeth into the skin of your neck, marking you.

“Yes,” you breathed.

Michael removed his lips from your neck to gaze directly into your eyes. “You’re going to make yourself cum while calling out my name and then I’m going to drop down to my knees to finally get a taste of you.”

Blood was in your ears and your heart lurched in your throat making you unable to speak so all you could do was nod before slipping your hand back into your panties.

[lizzieislife94x]

Oh No Honey (e.o)

Requested <3

 LizziexG!P Reader

How has this book got almost 60k (this was last year still upset it got removed at 700k reads efff wattpad for that 🤣) reads I'm baffled thank you to everyone who reads and votes it means alot it let's me know I'm doing something right for you beautiful people as always my requests are always open don't be scared to message me if you have a request. 

Y/ns POV: 

"Should we have chicken for dinner baby" my wife asks as she rests her hand on my lower back her touch still sends fireworks through my body "yes!" I say excitedly as she smiles and pecks my lips "youre such a child" I smirk and quickly wrap my arms around her in the middle of the store spinning her "but you love me and you wouldn't have me any other way" she smiles wide as I set her down "you have that correct baby I wouldn't have you any other way, you're mine and I'm yours" I feel my heart glowing as I get down on one knee "Elizabeth Chase Olsen will you do me the honour of marrying me" I say with a bright smile as I hear a few gasps from shoppers around us I see her face turn bright red as she pulls me up "I hate you sometimes, I already married you now I'm questioning my decision" she says with a playful tone as she kisses me passionately before breaking away to continue our shop after 20 minutes I put the last bag in the trunk and jump in the passenger seat and smile as we head home. 

2 hours later

I sit uncomfortably on the couch as my bulge presses uncomfortably against my pants I look down and mumble "really really I see my wife naked all the time you always act up" lizzie steps back in still naked as she towel dries her hair "did you say something to me baby" I groan to myself as my eyes run over her body "no baby" i say sweetly and smile I get up covering my bulge as I make my way to the bedroom "baby I'm going for a shower so if you need me you need to come in" I wait for a minute for her reply "ok baby ill get started on dinner" I remove my clothes a sigh of relief washing over me as my dick springs free from its prison I turn the water to cool trying to get it down but it doesn't seem to work I quickly get washed and wash my hair before wrapping myself in a towel and laying on the bed I open my towel and look at my hard member as I contemplate what to do, I should be able to quickly jack off while lizzie does dinner she'll never know before I know It I wrap my hand around my hard member and slowly start stroking myself moaning at the feeling I let the pleasure take over me as my hand pumps up and down faster I throw my head back as I bite my lip to muffle my moans I can feel my climax coming fast as I picture my naked wife's perfect body "oh no honey what do you think youre doing" I instantly stop all movements as my eyes shoot open staring at my smirking wife "why are you in bed playing with yourself honey why didn't you come to me what has you all hot and bothered" she saysin a teasing tone walking closer to me "I uh I saw you naked" I sigh as she giggles "baby you see me naked all the time " I look up to her as she eyes my solid dick "I know and you get me hard everytime I try and deal with it because I don't want to always bother you with it" I say as she climbs ontop of me making me moan "but did I give you permission to touch yourself honey" I shake my head looking into her eyes "no im sorry baby I won't do it again I promise" she grinds her pantie covered cunt up and down my shaft as I moan louder "you know I have to punish you right baby" I groan "please baby just fuck me" she giggles getting off me and I notice the wet patch on her panties turning me on more she comes back quickly with silk ties "arms" she simply states as she ties my arms to the bed then my ankles quickly follow "fuck"

I moan as she pulls her top off and pushes her panties off she quickly returns to her position making me moanas her wetness helps her grind up and down my shaft I swear she can make me cum just by doing that it doesn't even need to be inside her "please..please don't tease me mommy I'm sorry" I whimper as the pleasure runs through my body "awh my poor babygirl you should have thought about that before touching what's mine" she hisses into my ear as her hands gently squeeze my tits "its gonna be a long messy day honey ive told you no touching without mommys permission your dick is mine" she smirks as she quickens her grinding I feel my orgasm about to snap and she hasn't even put me inside her "go..fuck gonna cum mommy" I pant as she slaps my left tit "don't even think about it you cum when I say so understand" she starts to pinch my nipples as I close my eyes and groan she continues her movements fuck I just need to touch her "cum princess" I feel myself explode at her words as we both moan my cum shooting up my stomach "mhh so pathetic honey cumming when mommy was only grinding on you" I feel my face heat up as she smirks and takes some of my cum on her fingers and sucks them making me instantly hard she let's out a surprised squeal followed by a giggle "we've been together so long but it always surprises me when I feel your dick getting instantly hard when I do something so simple" I bite my lip as my eyes are glued to her "please fuck me mommy I need to feel you gripping me" she leans down kissing me gently rubbing my cheek "will you touch yourself without permission again" she whispers into my ear causing me to moan "no mommy I p..p..promise I won't please" she smirks against my ear as she lifts herself a little grabbing my dick before sinking on top of it bottoming out as her hands rest on my chest a loud moan leaving both our mouths "mmmh so fucking big honey you want mommy to fuck you" I try to thrust my hips as she smirks "please fuck me" I whimper as she starts to bounce on my dick slowly her eyes glued to mine "always so hard for me babygirl" I nod and moan as she bounces faster "wanna touch you mommy please" I beg as she goes faster bringing me to the edge quickly "not yet honey not yet be a good girl and cum with mommy" I moan as she slams harder and faster I feel her walls gripping me tightly sending me over the edge I shoot my load deep inside her as she come undone above me her thrusts slow and sloppy "mommy.. " I pant as she looks up at me with a smile "yes baby"she breaths out "wanna touch and fuck you" I moan as she leans forward and unties my hands before climbing off to untie my legs as soon as I'm free I grab her onto the bed and kiss her roughly my hands running all over her body as she moans into my mouth biting my lip "how do you want me honey, tell mommy " I move my lips to her neck "hands and knees" I breath out against her sensitive skin she quickly gets into position making me bite my lip at the sight infront of me I rub my hands over her ass as I spread her cheeks she moans as I move my face down and let my tounge tease her dripping entrance as I taste her juices I smirk when she loses her balance a little falling forward as my tounge teases her I pull away and she groans "ill eat you once I fuck you mommy" she moans as my words hit her making me smirk she has all the control but I love the little moments she gives up, I position myself behind her as I slowly sink inside both of us moaning eachothers names my hands gripping her hips making sure she takes every inch, fuck she's so tight "yes baby so good" she squeals out as I start thrusting harder and faster "uh fuckkk y/n right there...thereeeee"

she screams as she squirts all over my dick I speed up my thrusts a little as she shakes under me before i finally cum inside her "fuck mommy" I breath out while panting I slide out and she rolls over pulling me into her arms as I cuddle into her chest humming in satisfaction "fuck you done so well baby" she praises making me smile "thank you mommy" she plays with my hair as I fall into a happy slumber in my girls arms.

AN: hope you enjoy ill get another posted later 😌 word count 1.5k 

[ashecampos]

ANYONE BUT HER 7

JANIS IMI-IKE X FEM READER

a little Regina x reader

Warnings - swearing, mentions of cheating, mentions of anxiety. Regina being Regina. Hurt. Angst

The POV switches between reader and Janis (I use — when I change the POV)

there will be more parts to this, make sure to reblog and comment and I will get the next few parts up as soon as I can, happy reading lovelies 🫶🏼

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TALES OF TESSA MAKE SURE TO READ THIS AND PREVIOUS PARTS BEFORE THIS, LINKED IS FROM THE POV OF TESSA (readers best friend)

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I am startled awake by a familiar vibration next to my head, i squint to see who’s phone is ringing, of course it is mine. I groan and sleepily wiggle out of Janis’ arms, grabbing my phone while exiting the room to take the call, I find my way to the bathroom again and sit against the bathtub, answering the call not bothering to read the caller ID, assuming it’s Tessa or Damien.

“Y/n?” The person on the other end asks, as if they knew there would be a chance someone else could’ve answered. I instantly freeze up recognising the voice on the other side of the phone call. “B..Bea? Why the fuck are you calling me?” I say as I start to pace back and forth. “I know im the last person you want to hear this from but I was told you have been seeing Janis Imi’ike, im so sorry y/n” she says, obviously putting what she needs to say off. “Just spit it out bea, whatever you must say, say it” i speak with a sense of urgency “me and Janis have been seeing eachother in secret for a few months now, she had admitted she only helped you that night to make sure you broke up with me” she says. I search for a reason for her to be lying about this but come up with nothing, all rational thoughts gone. I make quick work of ending the call and storming back into the room where me and Janis were peacefully sleeping not even five minutes prior. I grab my hoodie and jeans, throwing them on, I then grab my shoes and leave.

One foot after the other I make a run from it. Like I ran from bea when she cheated. Like I’ve ran from every situation that’s caused me pain. I make my way back to my house, seeing a figure sat on my poarch, it seems they had saw me before i got the chance to see them. The person stands up and walks over. Only now do I realise the hot, sticky tears running down my cheeks causing my ability to make out the person falter. I desperately rub my face using the sleeves of my hoodie, silently praying it’s not my mom who is the one to see me like this. Thankfully I see blonde hair. Bleached blonde hair. Regina George.

She makes her way over, her pace quickening when she sees the state im in. “Oh y/n what happened? Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?” She bombards me with questions while gripping my chin and tilting my head up to look at my face properly. A frown upon her own. “I’m fine I just want to be alone, go see Aaron or something Regina” I choke out trying to hold back the tears threatening to pour again. She shakes her head, unhanding my face and instead grabbing my hand, dragging me into the house. And up the stairs into my room. “Jesus y/n why is your room so dark. No wonder you’re so pale..no offence” she says while running to my curtains, pulling them open and allowing the natural light inside. I wince at the brightness of the morning sun.

She sits me down on my bed, leaning closer to me. “So tell me what’s got you so upset?” She says gently and in a genuine tone. So I tell her everything. I mean it’s Regina George. She may be seen as the ‘queen bee’ but honestly she’s never been bad to me or my brother so I trust her.

“So let me get this straight. She got you to break up with your ex so she could get with her then continued to see the both of you behind each other’s backs? Oh my god. I’m going to kill her” the blonde says while grabbing her phone out of her pocket and aggressively typing away. After a few seconds she looks up and smiles sadly “you’re gonna sit with me and my group at lunch now, trust me she won’t bother you baby.” She says while putting her phone away.

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I wake up and stretch, extending my arms out, feeling the surface of the sofa to find it empty. My eyes shoot open looking for the girl. She’s nowhere to be seen. I groggily stand up and head for the bathroom. She wasn’t there either. I sigh assuming she got asked to run some errands by her mom or something. I turn some music on and start to move the basement back to how it was before the date.

The day goes by so fast. The day turns into the next and then the next. No word from y/n at all. She must just be busy.

Entering school on the Monday was probably one of the worst decisions of my life. First everyone was looking at me. Then I got to my locker and there she was at hers. She sees me and walks away quickly. I frown assuming she was just in a mood with it being so early in the day or something like that.. until I see Damien and Tessa storming over. “Janis ‘Imi’ike I have known you for fifteen years but this. This is a new low even for you” the boy starts. “Tell me this is some sick joke right now Janis I swear to god” Tessa says almost immediately after Damien. I look at them taken aback at their sudden disgust and anger toward me. “Can someone please tell me what I done?” I say slamming my locker shut, staring both of them down. “you used her to fuck her ex. Janis I thought you genuinely liked her” Tessa snapped before Damien could say anything “what are you talking about? I do like her. And I despise bea” I say, frowning. “well the morning after you and her had that date night, I got a call from Regina telling me to haul ass to y/N’s house because the poor girl was hysterical, turns out Bea had called her and told her everything about you and… oh fuck, it’s a setup. We need to get to y/n before they do anything else”

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These past few days Regina has been the nicest I’ve ever known her to be, yes she is the ‘queen bitch’ of north shore but she’s always been nice to me for some reason. After what happened the other day, she’s only been nicer. I haven’t really spoke to anyone about what happened. I kinda went off the radar until Tessa turned up at my house demanding to know why I hadn’t been answering. Naturally I broke down and told her everything and after reassuring her (a lot) that i would be okay, she left to go home and sleep for school. Aaron didn’t really care about what happened. Not that I really told him. Yes he’s my twin, I’ll always love and be there for him but we don’t really associate with each other anymore. So when I woke up this morning I decided to ‘suck it up’ as my dad would say. I threw on a hoodie and some baggy jeans. Then Regina called me. “Hey short stuf- oh Jesus please tell me you aren’t wearing that?!” She nearly screams down the phone, I cringe looking down at my outfit earning a sigh from her. “I’ll be over in five, do your makeup and I’ll pick some clothes for you when i get there okay?” She asks in a sweet tone. I smile and nod before hanging up and grabbing a joint I rolled last night ready for today. I stare down at it for a few minutes contemplating what im going to do if Janis approaches me today. I haven’t spoke to her since the phone call. I didn’t confront her, I just ran. Shaking my head I light up and take a few drags of the blunt with laying on my bed, all tasks out of sight and mind.

By the time I finished the joint, Regina is in my room and looking through my closet, she looks over at me her smile fading while she grabs an outfit that fits ‘plastic’ standards, but is still in my style. Then she comes and sits next to me on the bed. “So what’s the plan?” She speaks before I can, I shrug “go into school and show her who she messed with” I say in a mocking tone earning a smack over the back of my head from the blonde, she laughs and drags me off of my bed, keeping a tight hold on my wrist to keep me steady. She drags us into my closet and sits me down, pulling my hoodie off and replacing it with an old band shirt I made into a cropped vest, she smirks and grabs my backpack, throwing it at me. She grabs my hand and we are out of the door, in her jeep and on the way to school.

I stand at my locker waiting for Regina to find Gretchen and Karen and come back to get me so she can introduce me to them. Looking up from my phone I see Janis, I roll my eyes and walk the other way, not wanting to start a fight twenty minutes before homeroom. I pull out my phone and call Regina to ask where she is.

Minutes later im stood with the plastics. Gretchen looks me up and down trying to figure me out, while Karen just stands there smiling at me. “I love your shirt, where can I get one?” Gretchen starts off, I smile with a little bit of a blush forming “oh uhm I made it actually” I say looking at the shirt I made a few weeks ago just after meeting Janis. The girls eyes light up as she leans closer “omg so your like an artist and a musician, that’s so fetch” she bounces with excitement. A laugh erupts from beside me “what’s fetch?” Regina asks cringing a little. “Oh it’s like slang from some movie I saw” the girl explains the plot of the movie, I smile at her and her little quirks “well that movie sounds fetch, we will have to watch it one time, right Regina?” I nudge the blonde, knowing how mean she can be towards Gretchen at times. Karen looks over my shoulder and gasps a little. We all turn around to see the commotion. Tessa and Damien are shouting at Janis. I guess Tessa told Damien. Well at least they’ve got to her before I could. Not that I’d even know what to say. “Hey cmon we should get to PE so we can get changed out of sight from the creeps” Regina tugs my arm. I know she’s never early for anything, which lets me know that she is only suggesting that so I wouldn’t have to see Janis. She grabs onto my hand as we all walk to the changing rooms. I drop my bag to the floor and pull off my vest, replacing it with the track hoodie I originally had put on. I change into some shorts and put on my not so white converse. Once we are all changed, we sit on the benches outside of the changing rooms, waiting for the bell to ring and for everyone to come to class, I put my hair in a messy bun before looking up to see two faces laced with shock “you have a tattoo?” Karen says with a smile, earning a confused look from me “you guys don’t?” I answer the question with another question, they all shake their heads making me laugh, I shrug the interaction off and pull on the strings of my hoodie.

The bell eventually chimes and people start flooding into the changing rooms, Janis and Damien included, the both of them are glared at by the three girls while I stare at the floor. The coach shows up, smiling at me, waving his arms around like a goof “y/n congratulations on last weeks race kid” he enthusiastically says before patting my back. “Thanks, hope the next one is just as easy” I laugh a little. To say track is stressful would be an understatement. Some people join to have something to put on their college forms, some join because they love sports, me, I joined because my dad wanted me to be apart of every hobby, he wants me to have as many skills as possible. I know he means good but the pressure to be the best at everything is crushing. I get snapped out of my thoughts when Regina’s hand holds onto mine, I look around and see people leaving to head to the field, I look at Regina and she mouths “you okay?” towards me, I simply nod, I wasn’t about to scare off the person who offered me a safe space this fast.

Approaching the field I see the teacher is holding a bag full of equipment, I look over at Tessa knowing what’s in the bag. Fucking rugby balls. I’ve never liked rugby but Tessa on the other hand. She loves it. It’s her whole life. She has been scouted by professional teams since we were kids. Me on the other hand, not the type of person to tackle people, I would happily just stick to track.

I look up to see Tessa running over to me, a massive grin on her face. “Y/n cmon we are doing rugby” she waves a ball in my face like an excited child. I look over to where she is pointing and see Damien and Janis, I frown and shake my head a little “wait T you aren’t in this class, why are you here?” I laugh a little knowing she is meant to be in English language class right now. Once again she waves the ball in my face “coach pulled me out asking if I would help with some tackling drills.” She nudges me before going to grab me to go see Janis. “Actually im going to stay here and help the plastics” I mumble knowing she won’t like me hanging around with Regina. “What why? Your not like in love with my cousin right?” She crosses her arms and stares at me “you and Janis need to talk. Sooner than later I suggest” she lectures me just as the coach blows the whistle.

Me and Tessa both get forced to grab a tackle practice pad and hold them up ready for the coach to tell people to try tackling us both. A lot of them don’t try to tackle too hard, a few manage to push me back a little but one manages to knock me. Regina. She stands staring at me like a predator scoping out its prey, she then gets a running start, getting lower to the ground with every stride closer she gets and eventually she has her arms around my torso and she manages to buckle my legs and she’s on top of me, smirking down at me with a satisfied grin. “Falling for me already huh?” She leans closer to my face with a cheeky grin, we stay like this for a few seconds before she gets off of me and we both stand up. I take my place back at the line, bag in hand ready to go.

I tilt my head to the side and see Tessa and Janis laughing, Tessa looks over at me with a sympathetic expression, it seems like she knows more about this situation than she’s letting on.

Once the lesson is practically done and everyone is walking off of the field I jog a little to catch up with Tessa and nudge her. “Hey can I grab you for a sec after we are changed I need to tell you something?” She says with a sad smile, she glances at Janis and Damien who are a few feet in front of us, then she looks at Regina and the plastics who are a few feet behind us. “Omg yes, I feel like I haven’t seen you since last week, sorry for going off the rails though” I frown feeling as if im to blame for this situation “that’s actually what I need to te- …oh hey Regina” she starts before Regina comes and joins us causing her to quickly change the topic of conversation. “Hey Tes, you should totally come sit with us, y/n has finally agreed to sit with me and the girls” Regina almost brags, a massive grin plaster across her pretty face.