#i'am just a girl

[eclipse-coqu]

[zamstarr]

Is it weird that i like drawing velvet more but my fav is veneer🤨🤨

[serena-smith]

@kestrelhands @souplover96 @2ndhandembarrassmentt @milkymoonmoikou

Dippers internet history revealed in The Book of Bill

[ijustwantogethigh]

¿so, like the myth?

Percy Jackson x Daughter of Amphitrite reader

n/a:some fluff, percy being a stalker, y/n being just a girl, mentions of greek mythology, AMPHITRITE RAAAAAAHHHH

yeah! i love her, she is my mother, self indulgent? maybe, aged-up characters, mentions of sTalking but nothin' super dark, this is nothing like i'am used to writte! enjoy muack muack.

sorry for not writting in litteral month, y'know, not inspired like- never, i hope you'd like this!

Words: 1202

Reading Time: 4m 22s.

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when she first arrived at the camp, she was..like a normal girl, nothing special! but.. the way she smiles, how she is so gentle with nature, and the thing that got his attention in first place, was the fact that she spent so much time in the lake, looking at the water but never, never touching it or going to swim at least.

 And when the camp was at the bonfire, she always was in the lake, he obviously never talked to her! but there was something more in her that make him so attracted to her, she wasn’t claimed yet, maybe she was an athena daughter, or an aphrodite child tho, maybe a demeter daughter, she was still in hermes cabin, I was thinking while zooming out in her direction, until Annabeth wake me up from my delusions.

‘’Hey, seaweed brain! Why are you looking at her? that’s creepy..’’ she says, almost laughing at him, she was reading a new book that chiron translated to her, but when percy stopped yapping about how bored he was, she caught him.

Looking at the most recent camper y/n l/n, a very sweet girl, very kind with the kids and a very energetic demigod, she was sitting by the side of the lake, on a towel, the shadow of the trees heading at the lake covering her almost completely, reading and talking to the girls and boys who pass by her side.

‘’mmh? What are you saying annie? didn’t hear you..’’ he says, automatically, he can’t stop his curiosity to show up in every moment, or in every moment he sees her, almost like magic.

‘I WAS saying , stop looking at her, se will think you are a weirdo and probably wouldn’t talk t you..even she does-’’ she was going to start augmenting that, that girl didn’t know he existed, well she probably knew who the amazing percy jackson was, but had no idea how, he was.

‘’Stop Annie, I just don’t know how to talk to her, you know? it’s like- i need to talk to her but i don’t know why i can’t talk to her, and yeah, maybe she doesn’t not know me, but either i know her!.’’ He expressed his frustration to her best friend, and he did know why he didn’t talk to her. The shame of ruining it or not making a good impression terrorizes him.

‘’don’t mortified perce, what if she likes you back mmh?’’

For the rest of the day, Annabeth's words rested in his head all day.

and, a month since that conversation has passed, just like that lake water, she was in the same spot, doing what she was doing a month before, but something was new, this time it was late,she was using a blue bikini, with a white shirt on top, and reading, he hesitated his actions for a moment, but ¿if wasn’t this the right moment, when the right moment began?

and, doubting, in every step he’d take, he walked  by her side, and it all started with a ‘’hey, are you always here?’’ like he never stalked her, in annabeth's words, and a cute friendship began..yeah friendship.

Now, both of them were sitting in a calurus day, not even the shadow of the trees could make them cool. It was late again, like 6:25 pm, everyone was on the lake, refreshing and trying to have a good time while helios wanted to burn them.

‘’we should step on the water, and..y’know.. swim i’am burning here N/n’’ he spoke, groaning, trying to catch ‘’his girl’’ attention, but she frowned, 

‘’why? the water probably is warm and we are gonna burn, sun causes cancer perce, did you bring sunscreen?’’

 she put her book down, looking at him while sitting and grabbing something from his backpack.

‘’Why in the world would I need sunscreen? I’am son of poseidon! that sound ridiculous y/n.’’

‘’Well, I have no godly mother but I need sunscreen. I don't want a sunburn.’’

 she says while putting sunscreen in her face, arms, legs and stomach. 

‘’so..are we going to swim or nah?’’

and both of them walked into the water, the sun wasn’t strong and in fact, the water was warm, there weren't a lot of campers, most of them were in his cabins, or doing his duties, no one was prepared for it.

percy was looking at her while she was swimming and heading her back at him, she summergerd and take a pair of seconds to come back to the surface,and, in above his lover’s head, appear a trident, upside down, with a seashell crown, illuminated by a slightly bluish light.

he was speechless, then she saw it, and looked up, she gasped in surprise and horror, as a deep voice talked, Chiron, repeating.

‘’welcome to the camp, Y/n L/n, daughter of Amphitrite, goddess of the sea, consort of poseidon’’

he looked at her, he was more shocked than her, but she was having s lot of emotions, she laughed, the she cried, and at the end she was angry, she was hitting the water, and murmuring between her teeth, but she started stomping out of the water, all angry.

‘’h-hey, wait f’me y/n!’’ he start walking of the water, but she didn’t run away, she sat on the towel as she looked at the water, slowly moving with the air.

‘’are you okay? how’d you feel?’’ 

‘’i feel like a dam truck ran me over’’

he smiled and sat by her side, trying to comfort her, he hugged her all wet.

‘’why you feel like that mmhh? i know, it’s hard when you first find out, but believe me, is not that bad’’ 

but she sighed, and lean over his shoulder.

‘’i don’t..know, it feels odd…maybe that’s why the ocean call me, or whatever she did..’’

‘’what are you- she call, you?’’

‘’something like that, she called me ‘’my little starfish, come with mama’’ i thought  it was someone who wanted to drown me’’

He laughed, and kissed her temple. He felt like he could do it, well her mother and his father were married..so..eh better not think of it.

but she laughed, but she came back to her sad expression.

‘’but amphitrite is a minor goddess, she doesn’t have a cabin, where the heck i'm sleeping at?’’

‘’Well, your mother and my father are married, both god and goddess from the sea, so we are like, half siblings or we’re married-?’’

she hitted his arm, laughing and blushing.

‘’let’s go to our cabin perce, i'm getting cold’’

she says as she stands up, grabbing her tote bag and the towel, heading back to the camp.

‘’but first let's get dinner, i'm hungry’’

‘’of course, miss starfish’’

‘’shut up, seaweed brain’’.

and both start walking, side by side, holding each others hand, maybe, it was just like the myth.

[aphro]

✦Summary✦: You're a ghost that Yuushi finds out about it

▓ | A GHOST!... THAT'S HOT ;)

℘|| Well, first of all, let's get to know Yuushi, a man that no girl would ever want. He is unemployed and addicted to alcohol and cigarettes. Look at the bottom of his eyes. This man does not sleep!. He moved to live in an apartment, or rather a box of wood and doors after He found that the rent was low and cheap, but that to him was worth millions, very miserly.

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✭-Yuushi started putting his boxes full of his personal belongings in the corner of the room. He was tired of putting everything in its place, so he got up from the floor and walked to the kitchen. He took a plate and put eggs and noodles in it and cooked them over boiling water while he was waiting for the food Getting ready to add the spices, he started browsing his phone, unaware of thos eyes watching him from the holes of the storage door.

"▓" "■"

✮-This day went as usual, nothing confusing or suspicious, but he felt movements during his sleep, as if someone or a spirit was wandering around the apartment.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:･ﾟ ✧:･ ✧･ﾟ

A small light appeared above Yuushi's head when he had this devilish idea thanks to the movies he was watching. He decided to show off his sleep, and when he sensed his prey coming out, he would pounce on it, and thus our hero Yuushi would save the day!... that's what he thought.

THE NIGHT OF THE PLANE!✩

One o'clock at night, it was quiet, and Yuushi wasn't really afraid, but rather out of curiosity. Yuushi fell asleep waiting to hear any sound, any movement, or any breath.

✭YOUR POV|: You looked at the new man in the apartment sleeping. You were a ghost. you want to relieve all those desires, but you were very shy and always hiding. When you were sure that he was sleeping, you opened the door silently and began to slowly crawl on your knees. When you approached the man, he opened his tired eyes and looked at you with confusion and curiosity but with slight smirk, and then say:

❖-Yuushi: "hello.." His voice was a little slow and depressing. You didn't answer you were just blushing and looking at him with your *color* eyes under your *color* locks of your hair that covers a beautiful face that he won't see.

✭-You gathered some courage and sat close to him, then said in a low voice, like a gentle whisper:

❖-You: "..h-hey." you stutter and you hate it!. You were sure that he sees you know as an idiot ghost. But even tho you couldn't help but feel the heat between your thighs building up. It didn't happen. No. Never did. But why this man was making you feel like this?. Is it his voice?, Or his hands?, Or maybe that bulge in his baggy pants?. You didn't know, but as a shy ghost you try to be bold and you say:

❖-You: "...are y-you, um. single?". You ask with a blush creeps your cheeks.

❖-Yuushi: "yes, i'am. Why? Wanna be my girlfriend, ghost-girl?". He ask with a smirk on his lips, that naughty smirk make you squirms!.

✭-You nod your head yes as you look down at your lap. Your fingers clench on your rusty, ripped dress as you waited for something, a miracle to happens.

✦-Yuushi smirks as his gaze traveles down to your small/large breasts that shows from the thinn dress fabric.

❖-Yuushi: "you got some tittes there. Ghost-girl."

That made you goes red as a tomato

❖-You: "shut up!." You said blushing as you want to go back to your hiding place he grabs your wrist and pulls you to his lap. Plump breasts against his chest as you look up at him, he plants a soft kiss in your plump, pink lips. Tasting you. You blush and blush like a virgin, school girl as you were being kissed like a scene from a romantic movie!.

(photos edited by me).

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I the asshole for telling my guy friends I'am a lesbian?

I (29 F, cis, probably bi? A bit ace, definitely like women more) came out around 9 years ago and have mostly dated women. I’ve had a few makeouts with guys, and slept with one guy, but I am still on the fence about my sexuality overall. I like referring to myself as a “bi lesbian, because the lesbian flag is prettier”.

A few years ago, I was in game design school, and was the only girl in my class. The guys were nice, but I still felt a bit othered. I also was paying a lot of attention to how I dressed, and was very feminine. Then one day I talked about my girlfriend, and their attitudes shifted. I started shaking hands in the morning instead of cheek kisses (we’re french), wearing jeans and sweaters, and I became “one of the guys”. People generally assumed I was a lesbian and I wouldn’t really correct it unless it came up. A friend of mine even openly came out, saying I gave him the confidence to do so because of how open I was about my sexuality, and it was just a really nice vibe for the remainder of my time there.

Ever since then, I’ve started being vague about my sexuality, just saying “I’m gay” or “I’m queer”, or “I like girls” when asked, when interacting with guys I wanted to be friends with, or, and that’s, I think, the biggest assholery there, guys that I think were likely to develop a crush on me or try their chances, but I wasn’t interested. If I felt like a friend was becoming too chummy, I’d find the opportunity to be like “oh yeah I’m a lesbian”.

This happened with my current group of friends. There’s one guy I get along with super well, and he’s awesome, one of my best friends, but I felt that he was treating me a bit differently and feared he’d develop feelings for me, so I really hammered in the fact that I was “a lesbian”.

Today, he asked to talk to me in private, and he confessed his feelings for me. He said he would regret it if he didn’t say anything, and that he values our friendship a lot and doesn’t want things to change between us, but he needed to get it off his chest. I thanked him, and turned him down gently, being like “obviously I can’t reciprocate because I’m a lesbian…” but also pointing out that there were other factors that influenced it (distance, culture, general outlook on life and certain political issues, religion…) but it was a very fruitful conversation, and we ended up chatting about stuff and reiterating how much our friendship counted for us, and how much we liked spending time together as friends.

I would like to say I feel guilty, but the truth is I don’t… It feels easier for me to say I’m a lesbian, and give me a way out of these conversations. I feel like if I went in depth into my feelings towards my sexuality, I’d give some of my friends false hopes that they might have a chance with me and ruin the vibe of our friend group.

Should I come clean? Or is it ok to try to protect myself in this manner?

What are these acronyms?

[deardiaryts4-rb]

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[deardiaryts4]

Okay now that I’m all caught up. I have a few thoughts.

1. I was hoping going back to the beginning would help me understand Solomon a bit more and it did. However, not necessarily in his favor.

2. It feels like him and Shekinah ended up in a marriage of convenience but not for her but for his benefit. Perhaps he felt obligated because she is the mother of his children and wanting to live up to the legacy of his father????

3. I feel bad for Taryn but I hope she moves on. Maybe even decides to transfer to a different department. Especially since she went there with him again. Which is unfortunate because they work so well together. The entire team is a dream team of detectives.

4. I want Shekinah to be happy, however that manifests whether it be with him or someone else. Right now he’s seems a bit preoccupied with work and he’s been avoiding anything else that requires work and commitment outside of that at the moment. But I don’t think he’s a bad guy at all. Just one who does a lot of avoidance.

Anyway I’m glad I’m all caught up. It was a really easy read. I’m enjoying the story and looking forward to seeing how it all unfolds for all of them.

Side note I love me some Bushra and Mama Wolf. 💜

Hey Glam-Ma! (hope you don't mind me calling you that)

Thank you for taking the time to read everything and sorry it's taken a while to respond to your message. Now *rubs hands together* let's get into it lol.

Solomon is far from perfect and though I have not said this (and idk if I should say it now or "play it out") but what I will say is Solomon's lack of commitment stems from the dynamic his parents had. Also the pressure to be with someone he did not really want to be with.

This is a VERY good point and very close to the truth. I'am trying to use this chapter (chapter 2) to explain their history and give further clarity on why they are married and also why they do not work together.

I feel bad for Taryn but at the same time this is a grown ahh woman with so many privileges. But she is just human I guess... In the long run Taryn will eventually see the light. But for now sis is like a deer stuck in headlights u_u

I want Shekinah to be happy but her issue is she is too concerned with public opinion. She is that type of girl that will brag about her being a "wife" and being "married" even if it is all in shambles!

Yes thank you. I want to keep the story somewhat snappy, entertaining and easy to follow. Everyone is so busy and our attention is pulled every which way. I just want to make it easier for anyone coming to this corner of Simblr.

[francisbonnefoyforreal]

Bonjour Mr. France, are you good? So... I just like to say a "hello" to you and say that i am a big fan of yours and I live there, I don't know if you can see me but yes I'am in Paris right now and is that. Hope you see my mensage

Sincerely, a 13 years old girl called Alice. ❤️🇨🇵

Aw. I love my people <3

[msith]

Im the prince and you're the princess!!

Requested?: nope

A/n:ermmm I don't I just wanted to make this

You giggled at tsukasa's act of pretending to be a prince! "[NAME]! I'll marry you when we are older!!" "Tsukasa!! I'll also marry you!!" You smiled at him

You were now in kamiyama high as you walked around seemingly confused by where your class is.. you bumped into your upperclassmen! He seemed familiar.. but you don't really care now.. "ah! I'm so sorry!!" Your face flushed embarrassed "ah no worries!! it's fine.." the upperclassmen said

"Also do you know by any chance where class 1-b is?.." you said as you felt a strange wave of nostalgia.. you tried to shrug it off anyway "ah yes! I tsukasa tenma will lead you the way!" Overdramatic much?.. sigh it's the least you can do

"thank you for showing me to the class senior tsukasa!" You smiled happily as you were not late (like the last time..) "ah it's no problem after all im the future star in the world tsukasa tenma!!" He ended his sentence with a cool pose.. you got hit with a large wave of nostalgia.. ah just smile anyway

After school you saw the senior with a short young girl.. they look similar so you knew it was his sister anyway.. you have a hang out with nene!! Your friend and.. neighbor! Your one and only neighbor!!! Except for rui you got a text from nene that she can't go and hang out because she has a part time job to be a phoenix wonderland cast.. agh that's so cool!! You replied to ask to see her there she declined immediately!! You're still going there anyway

You arrived at the wonderland.. so many colors.. and statues!! Ah! It's like you're a kid again! And.. exploring this place is such a nice refreshing breeze.. ah? A crowd is gathering somewhere.. let's take a look!! "Come on come all! The show is about to start!" A pink haired girl shouted! "A show?.. I'll take a look.." you take a seat at the crowds..is that nene and rui?!! You never knew she and he worked here!! And.. that upperclassmen.. come to the think of it he is pretty good looking.. ah what are you thinking?!?

The show was fun.. and the upperclassmen saw you in the crowds! You almost had a heart attack when you caught his attention!! Anyway erm.. after the show he took your arm and led you near the ferris wheel! Ah.. you felt like shouting but people would think you're weird anyway!!

As he led you near the ferris wheel you suddenly got flashed by memories.. tsukasa.. agh.. he just looks like him!! ".. you're always drifting off right? Just like my friend" "eh?! Drifting off?! Me? N-never!" You blushed shyly

He took your hands again and puts you on the ferris's wheel chair.. you looked away from his gaze shyly.. ".. you're [NAME] aren't you?" "Me? ah yes i'am!!" You smiled shyly ".. remember that promise I made like.. years ago?" ".. you still remember it?" "Of course I do! I tsukasa tenma never forget anything!!"

"didn't you didn't go to my birthday party because you forgot?.." "that's not true!! I was babysitting saki!" You giggled "sure whatever you say!" You hugged his arm "you know that I always loved you.. idiot" you kissed his nose "a-a! I.." he chuckled nervously "I loved you too.." he kissed you back eventually you two pulled away and chuckle awkwardly

Hehe longest post I made so far

[ryuichirou]

Replies

A couple of replies related to the shipping chart we posted yesterday and a bunch of other twst-related ones.

Anonymous asked:

(Hi! just saw the shipping cart) Kalim/Idia... 👀👀👀 I'am listening

It’s just like it says in the chart, Anon, they do seem like the type of ship we would like. The contrast between their energies is just way too fun. I briefly talked about them last week, actually!

Anonymous asked:

I saw some interesting ships in your tier 👀 TreyVil? The epitome of Just A Guy x The hottest person on twst. OrthoMalleus? Ok maybe they'll make out hundreds of years later after everyone else has died.

Trey/Vil is a ship that started with a “hmm”, but the more I think about it the more I like it, to be honest, and the fact that they are the epitome of that exact thing is one of the reasons, Anon… Watching them is very fun sometimes, especially when Vil either flirts with Trey or complains about him being a horrible man that spoils people rotten lol We have a couple of posts about them.

Also YES about Ortho/Malleus! This + that one vignette in which Ortho helped Malleus to find some information in the library, and Malleus had his first experience with search engines lol They are such an odd couple, I would love to see them interact more.

Anonymous asked:

Ace x Jamil?  Floyd x Jamil?  Basketball trio!!  I saw some fanworks of them and now I kinda vibe with the ship.

Also, Ace x Idia?  How'd that one come about?

Both of these ships are very fun~ We have a lot of stuff with Floyd/Jamil, more than I expected, to be honest… And nothing for Ace/Jamil, but I do love their dynamic and how clingy Ace could be with a senpai sometimes.

I don’t really remember why we started kind of shipping Ace and Idia, maybe it was because of their master chef thing together, but this is a combo of Ace being a clingy sly kohai once again + him probably thinking that Idia is genuinely cool at times… They also use the same slang every now and then, and I find it amusing.

Anonymous asked:

Do you think Crewel gives Vil special training to be the perfect house warden?

He might, Anon~

To be honest, to me Vil feels like too perfect of a student that learns everything super quickly and catches flirtatious advances without any problem. Ironically, they are such a perfect fit for this kind of special training that it’s almost like they aren’t each other’s type.

But who knows, maybe Crewel just already did play a role in how perfect Vil is…

Anonymous asked:

On the topic of ships, what do you think of selfcest?

Nothing against it, but because of our “not shipping tops with tops and bottoms with bottoms” thing it makes it kind of not work for us. But visually it could be very pleasing + I wouldn’t have the heart to deny Cater his right to selfcest.

Anonymous asked:

Thanks to the gossip headcanons, I’m now thinking of everyone gossiping a la No Me Diga. Not sure whether they would be dirtier than the original song tho

Oh god I just watched it. This is pretty much how NRC boys communicate with each other… and they’ll absolutely be dirtier 😭

Anonymous asked:

The vibes of Needy Streamer Overload remind me of Idia as does the music, esp Internet Overdose. Plus, think how cute he’d look in the outfit!

Idia would look very lovely in that outfit…! Idia should cosplay every cute girl ever.

But also, I think I remember seeing a video of Ortho doing the Internet Yamero dance… right, I think this is it.

Any type of media or song that is somewhat related to someone being an otaku or a neet or producing an idol anime girl SHOULD be applied to Idia Shroud. “ME!ME!ME!” included.

(Just a note: I am not super familiar with Needy Streamer Overload lol)

[zamstarr]

Doodles but this time digital (no velvet and veneer😠😠🤯🤯🤯‼️‼️)

Idk if i told y'all but zam is actually an oc 😭😭 but i like being called zam, i made her a very long time ago and now i'am basically her😈😈

Y-y-y your favorite martian‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥

Nothing to say, me irl basically

TV Girl, don't mind the left one i was way to lazy to finish it

Rageon practice, let's just say its an oc🤷‍♀️

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[meowniee]

I just had a 30min nap and I dreamed about THE most sloppy ass eating ever. Girl i'am not even an ass person but my mind just went insane. It was soooooo wet with saliva everywhere and i could feel my tongue entering his hole. I pressed lightly my finger and its just slipped so easy inside him. And all that saliva went to his ball and was dripping from his cock head. I was sooo immersed eating his ass that i didnt want to stop ever. It was sooo delicious.

I just woke up and thought that taeyong would be in heaven if i ate his ass 😌 imagine his ass up in the air and his face buried in the bed to muffler his moans. He would try so hard to not squirm away cause he want to have everything you give to him.

[ijustwantogethigh]

both, i want both.

namor x y/n x shuri

tw: kind a polyamorous , sightly nsfw, possesive behaviour, kindnaping, maybe voueyerism, bottom y/n,passing out. etc. AFAB READER STILL M!READER.

do not romantice, behave or horny jail.

plot: shuri tried to escape from namor,but now she's tied up to a bed frame,some how,her boyfriend comes to save her but now she has to watch how namor tries to steal her boyfriend.

''come one, just one hand and i'll stop bothering, i can't swim!'' shuri says, almost shouting.

''thats not the problem, the problem is princess, that i don't trust you anymore, the queen has come, the girl who almost kill namora and who is next-''

''me,'' before y/n hit him,letting the god a pair of inches apart.

with a suprised voice, shuri shouted his name.

''y/n! what are you doing here?¡''

''i'am here to save you, the girl is alive we can-''

and namor hit him back, but this time y/n was resting unconsious on the floor.

''and...is he important princess..? it's a shame, i need to kill him. he's beautifull''

namor lift the body changing it to the bed were shuri is tied.

''dont touch him!you aren't gonn' kill anybody!'' she hissed.

''calm down, well... what about a deal?''

''first, no and what kind of deal..? i wouldn't left my boyfriend here namor''

''do you're mommy never teach you to share?''he said in a humurous tone.

''what...? a-are you really asking me to fuck my boyfriend? he isn't a slut,or an object! you can't have both of us, no one!!''

''oh,,princess...i change my opinion, both,i want both..''

then he kiss her cheek.

sorry i need to post this uncooked but, i dont feel alright and i promissed something so, may write an entire fic with this dinamic, but with a little wait so i can repair my laptop. lov u ggs see ya!

[evilandcrazygirl]

🚨IF YOU IGNORE THIS, YOU ARE DOOMING MY CHILDREN TO DEATH 🚨

Hi I'am Mohamad from Gaza supporting my wife Amal and she a mother of three young children👨‍👩‍👦‍👦. We've been bombed, besieged and starved. Sadly, With a heavy heart, I'm asking you to help me spread my campaign.

Please, what I'm asking for is too much. Can you write a post about my story and share it with your friends? I desperately need your support. My little girl Noor (10 months)🍼 is sick and in desperate need of treatment😭.

I sincerely wish if you can empathize with my dire situation and consider supporting us.

Please be certain that any help gets us closer to our goal and no matter how small your donation might be, it will make a significant difference in my children's lives.💔

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Hi if anyone has time to check if this is vetted, please do

It does look like the gofundme is pretty close to it’s goal though

I apologize I have a lot of fundraisers in my ask box right now and seeing as I’m in my own crisis, I really just can’t look into them

[thisgirlnamedblusy]

HEYYYOOOOO

can i request f!reader x marilyn smut 👩🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽

i rlly like these ppl ideas that request 😭😭so they are already in a relationship and live together

reader is planning to go out with friends but marilyn gets annoyed about how short her dress is or something and yk

Yesss, I love that request!! I enjoyed writing it!! Sorry about the language mistakes.

Too short

Pairing: Marilyn Thornhill x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Smut, mentions of jealousy...

Word count: 3,092

Summary: You are going to go out with some friends, but it seems Marilyn doesn't like the dress you chose.

N/A: I love all of your requests!! I'am working on a longer fic right now, so maybe I can't write them instantly, but I'm doing the best I can to write all of them in not so much time. You can keep send them to me!! Sorry about the language mistakes!!

“I don't know what you add to the salad, but it is so delicious,” you said.

“Thank you, (Y/N)” Marilyn said, smiling, flattered.

It was a Saturday like many others. But today you would not go out. You had decided to stay home with your girlfriend. At least that was what you had originally thought.

The vibration of your mobile caused you to give a little jump, at the disturbance of the calmed peace that was in the house.

“Hi?” You said, picking up the phone. “Oh, Tina, tell me.” You rolled your eyes and apologized without words. Marilyn smiled at you, indicating that nothing was wrong. “What, again? Is she never going to get over it? What? Tonight? I don't know... Wait a minute.” You silenced the call and looked at the redhead who was looking at you with an arched eyebrow.

“What's wrong?” the redhead asked.

“It's Kate, she's crying, again. Tina is taking her out for drinks tonight and she asked me if…”

“Go with them,” Marilyn interrupted you. She already sensed what was happening.

“But today is our movie night,” you said sadly.

“It doesn't matter, (Y/N). Go out and have fun. Movie night can be tomorrow, don't worry.”

You bit your lip and nodded, thanking your girlfriend and returning to resume the call.

“Okay, okay, but just for a while, huh?  We know each other,” you told your friend. “Perfect, I'll be there, bye bye.”

“Forgive me Mari. This really wasn't planned,” you said, trying to pretend that you didn't feel like going out.

“Calm down,” she said, winking at you.

“You're the best,” you said enthusiastically. The redhead shook her head.

“What's wrong with your friend?” She asked curiously.

“Oh, it's been two months since her boyfriend left her and there's no way she's going to get over it. You know, she has a lot of memories. But hey, it's normal, they had been together since they were 16 years old,” you explained, continuing with your dinner.

“She had to have a very bad time,” Marilyn said, drinking some water.

“I'm telling you. That fool left her for a younger girl. A certain Bianca Berry or Beckley, something like that.”

Marilyn's eyes widened and she choked on the water. You patted her on the back.

“Barclay?” She asked, recovering herself.

“Yes, yes, that’s it. Wait, do you know her?” You asked leaning a little towards her.

“It turns out that I do. She is one of my students,” she said, wiping herself with her napkin.

You rested your elbow on the table and your head on top of it, exaggerating your interest.

“Tell me more,” you said with the voice of a gossip queen.

“She's a siren,” Marilyn told you, with a mysterious voice.

“Do you mean that she lives at the bottom of the sea and sings along with a red crab and a yellow fish?” You asked, joking.

“She is more like the sirens of the Odyssey. Trust me, you don't want to hear her singing. If you do, you'll do whatever she asks you to, so don't even come close,” she told you, pointing her fork at you threateningly.

“Do not go near the mermaids, noted,” you joked, finishing your plate. “I'll help you pick this up and I'm going to change myself,” you said, getting up.

“Calm down, (Y/N), I'll pick it up,” Marilyn said, also getting up. “You go make yourself pretty.”

“But…”

The redhead approached you and she gave you a kiss on the cheek.

“You're going to be late,” she said, also picking up your plate.

“Okay, okay, but I owe you one, a big one.”

Marilyn carried the dishes to the sink, smiling briefly at you, and you went into the bedroom to change into something decent for a little night out. You opened the closet and looked for the ideal clothes. You started to get nervous when you didn't find anything. Everything you had you had already worn many times, or it was too small or too big for you. You were already thinking about a more informal “outfit”, when at the bottom of the closet you saw a dress that you had never worn before. It was beautiful, or so you thought, in a striking red and with a rather pronounced cleavage.

You shrugged when you saw that the tag was still on, and you left it on the bed, putting a few pairs of shoes under it to see which ones fit best. You didn't plan on staying long, so you opted for the small heel, taking the dress and starting to get dressed.

Once dressed and made up, you looked in the mirror and nodded, satisfied with your appearance.

You left the bedroom with the bag in your hand and cleared your throat, to get Marilyn’s attention, who was still tidying up the kitchen, with her back turned.

“Well, how I’m looking?” You asked turning around on yourself. Marilyn turned her head briefly and smiled.

“Pretty, like...You always…Do.” Her smile faded from her face as she turned around again, drawling her words. She turned around to look you up and down and gave a strange look to you.

“Great,” You said happily, without having noticed her face.

“Wait, wait, wait,” she said to you, getting a little closer. “(Y/N), are you going out like this?” She asked you, crossing her arms.

“Of course not, summer is near but it's still cool at night, I'll put on a jacket,” you said innocently.

“A jacket,” Marilyn repeated, blinking rapidly, smiling with a certain irony, as if you had said something strange.

“Yeah. A coat seems exaggerated to me,” you answered, beginning to suspect that something was not right. “Is anything wrong?”

Marilyn shook her head as if you were speaking in another language.

“I don't know, (Y/N), you can tell me. Have you looked yourself in the mirror?” She asked you with a slightly dark tone.

You didn't give any importance to her words, but you looked at yourself, looking for some defect, a stain, or something like that. You went to the mirror at the entrance and kept looking for something strange. You thought you found it and laughed embarrassed.

“Oh, yes, the tag,” you said amused, opening the drawer of the cabinet and taking out a pair of scissors. “I almost forgot. That's what I get for rushing. Thanks, Marilyn.”

You cut off the tag and looked at yourself again, nodding satisfied.

“Are you laughing at me?” Marilyn asked, now with a truly annoyed tone.

You blinked in astonishment. You had no idea what she was talking about, but her face didn't say anything good.

“What? Sure I’m not,” you said exhaling your words. “I don’t know what do you mean.”

“You know exactly what I mean,” she told you defiantly, taking small steps towards you.

“Well no, Mari, I have no idea what do you mean." You answered cautiously, in case you had done something you didn't remember. You were very like that.

“The dress, (Y/N), have you seen it well?” She asked. You noticed how she was starting to lose patience. It had to be something serious for it to get like this, but you couldn't find the problem in your head. You looked at your dress again, adjusting it a bit.

“What's wrong with it?” You asked.

“It's too short, don't you think?” She told you, revealing the problem.

You shrugged. You couldn't deny that she had a point. It was well above your knees, but that didn't seem like a problem to you.

“Too short? Really?” You asked, continuing without understanding anything. “I might lower it a bit, wait,” you said, trying to pulling it down, instantly regretting it. As you pulled, it dipped too low over the top, almost exposing your breasts if you didn't put your arm in quickly, “Okay, no, I can't lower it.”

Marilyn sighed, her face hardening. You smiled innocently, trying to take away the importance that your girlfriend was giving to that stupid fact.

“Come on, it doesn't matter, it's just a dress,” you said, putting it right again.

“Oh, it doesn't matter... Sure,” Marilyn replied, obviously in a sarcastic way.

“I think you're exaggerating, don't you think?” You said, not understanding where the problem was.

“Exaggerating?” She asked surprised, taking the keys from the cabinet in the entrance and throwing them on the floor.

“What the…?”

“Pick them up,” she ordered you.

“What?” You asked, totally confused.

“Do it,” she said impassively.

You nodded, frowning. You bent down to pick up the keys, noticing how by doing so, the dress went up more than it should. You could feel how your underwear was exposed, and you put a hand to try to cover yourself, leaving the keys back in place.

“You see? I can see everything of you,” she said, victorious.

You were not willing to agree with that absurd discussion and you kept denying that.

“It's not like I'm thinking of bending over so much tonight. I like this dress,” you said with a superb tone, now being you who crossed your arms.

“Well, I don’t like it,” Marilyn said. “You look like a whore,” she said with all the naturalness in the world.

You gasped in surprise at those unexpected statements.

“Look Marilyn, just because I call you “mommy” in bed doesn't mean you're my mother. I'm old enough to say what to wear and what not to,” you said wickedly, causing her to raise her eyebrows, but she remained indifferent.

“Forgive me for not wanting my girlfriend to show her ass to the whole town. Unless that's what you want. Is that what you want, to make everyone horny?” She asked, raising the tone of the conversation.

You shook your head, smiling wryly.

“Is that thing? Are you jealous?” You asked, keeping that twisted smile on your face. Marilyn shifted, clearly annoyed. “You know I only have eyes for you.”

“Dressed like this, what you're going to get is that everyone has eyes for you,” she affirmed, not giving up.

You knew that this conversation was going nowhere, and besides, deep down you knew that she was partly right. Maybe it was too short. But you were stubborn. You wouldn't deign to admit it.

“Do you know what I think? I think that you do like the dress. You like it too much. And you don't want me to leave because you're dying to fuck me with it on…” You said with a different, suggestive tone of voice.

“(Y/N), you're wrong,” she said, avoiding your gaze. That told you that you were right. You bit your lip and took small steps towards the redhead.

“I'm wrong? I don't think so,” you said, leaning towards her ear. “You seem a bit nervous, Marilyn...”

The redhead relaxed her expression and her gaze went directly to your cleavage, running a hand gently through it.

“Do you like how this dress squeezes my breasts? I'm sure you're wanting to be the one to squeeze them,” you said, taking her hand over your chest.

“I’m the only one who can do it, (Y/N),” she told you with a dark voice, but not like before, you knew quite well.

“How cute, jealous of a dress...” You said laughing and noticing how your cheeks were getting redder and your breathing was increasing little by little.

“Do you have fun making me jealous? Do you have fun provoking mommy by dressing like a whore?” She asked, grabbing you by the hair, without hurting you.

You nodded, amused at seeing your girlfriend lose her temper with four words. That cheeky gesture caused the redhead to snort and give you a soft slap on the cheek.

Marilyn caressed you gently in the bruised area and launched into a passionate and hungry kiss. You kissed her back, hanging on to her neck as she grabbed you around her waist.

“If you don't want to take off that dress, I'll have to, honey,” she whispered to you, grabbing you by her wrist and almost dragging you into the bedroom.

Once there, she roughly pushed you onto the bed. You did not have in mind what was happening, but you did not want to miss that opportunity.

“Look at yourself,” she said, getting on the bed in a stalking way. You were biting your lip as you took off your shoes.

“You love that dress, admit it and maybe I'll let you fuck me,” you said challenging, knowing that it would never work with her. You didn't want to work either. Absolutely you didn’t.

Marilyn laughed evilly, positioning herself between your legs.

“I'll fuck you whether you want it or not, you're mine, (Y/N). Maybe if that's what you want so much, I shouldn't do it,” she said, pouting.

“It's you who wants, Marilyn. I'm sure you're much wetter than me, shall we check it?” You said, continuing to tighten the rope of her patience and passing a hand under her skirt.

She grabbed your hand and jerked it away.

“Have I given you permission to touch me?” She asked with a childish tone.

“I need your permission?”

Marilyn laughed at your cheeky attitude, and without wasting another second, she pulled your dress, exposing your breasts. She climbed higher on top of you, clutching one of them tightly, as she began to kiss your neck. You gasped, grabbing her head to keep her with you.

“Marilyn,” you said, perhaps changing your voice a bit, sounding more serious.

“Mm?” She murmured, looking up slightly, noticing the change in your voice.

“I love you,” you said. That was not part of your game. You just wanted to tell her, you wanted her to know it.

Her redhead stood up and she smiled tenderly at you, bringing her hand to your cheek, caressing you, gently.

“I love you too, (Y/N),” she said, placing a soft kiss on your lips.

You smiled and enjoyed that moment. You were crazy about her, the little games you had in her bed were just the tip of the iceberg of your relationship.

“Okay, what we were getting at.." You said, shaking your head. “Are you going to do it to me or what? I'm in a hurry”

“So you’re going with demands? You are a very bad girl, (Y/N). You deserve a little punishment, take off your panties and start to touch yourself.”

“What?” You asked as you slipped your underwear around your ankles.

“You don't deserve to be touched. Do it yourself. I think I'm going to enjoy this,” she said, running her hand over your bare crotch in a painfully briefly way.

You found that request frustrating, but you were also curious, so you started rubbing your own clit, earning a satisfied look from the redhead, who didn't take her eyes off you.

“That's right, good girl,” she whispered, bringing her hand under her skirt, beginning to caress herself as well.

The pleasure you were giving yourself, along with the sight of Marilyn touching herself, was enough for you to start moaning in a tremendously suggestive way.

“Put your fingers in, honey, I want to see you enjoy yourself,” Marilyn said, panting too, as she ran her free hand up on your leg.

You nodded and complied, spreading your legs slightly so that she could see you well. Your moans increased in intensity as you masturbated under the watchful eye of your girlfriend, who also increased the rhythm of her hand.

“Such a good girl for mommy,” she sighed, making a movement that indicated that she also did the same as you.

“Oh, fuck,” you muttered, pleasuring yourself, closing your eyes.

“Open your eyes, honey, I want you to look at me,” she demanded, clawing at your leg. You did, a little embarrassed. It didn't look like it, but deep down you were a little shy.

You did and felt your face turn red again as your hips moved involuntarily under your own touch.

Increasing your pace, you began to feel chills, and you were increasingly unable to control your body. Marilyn watched you, also enjoying the movements of her hand. Even though you couldn't see them, just knowing what she was doing under her skirt made you catch your breath.

“Enough,” the redhead said, removing her hand from her skirt.

“But, but…” You said, panting desperately. You needed to break free, but she wouldn't make it that easy for you, or maybe she would.

“I know, my love, I know you want to cum. But you've behaved so well, you deserve me to do that for you,” she whispered to you, raising her hand up your leg, caressing that burning area that demanded her touch.

“Please…” You begged, repressing your desire to continue touching you.

Without warning, she inserted her fingers into you, slowly, enjoying the excitement that you had achieved yourself. Her rhythm was growing at the same time as your moans. You couldn't really enjoy the feeling of your girlfriend making love to you for a long time, because, after a few moments, your back arched and you moaned heartily, pulling hard on the sheets. Marilyn withdrew her fingers from you and lay back, pulling down her own underwear.

“Come here, honey. Finish mommy with your sweet mouth…”She gasped, spreading her legs.

You nodded profusely and moved towards her, not wanting to waste her time. You plunged between her legs, passionately kissing every part you found, while you used your fingers as she liked. Her moans filled the room much more than yours. You were probably right, and she was more turned on than you from the start.

It didn't take long for her to break free as well, as she grabbed your hair firmly.

When you caught your breath, you lay on the bed, caressing each other tenderly.

“Hey, Mari…” You said, looking affectionately at your lover.

“Tell me, honey.”

“You're right, the dress is too short,” you admitted, starting to feel uncomfortable with the way your clothes were tight.

“I don't care how you dress yourself, (Y/N),” She told you, shaking her head. “But I think you'd be prettier with something else. It's not a matter of short or long. It's just that I think it's two sizes less than yours,” she said, somehow, joking.

“I know. I'll call Tina to tell her that I'll be a little late, now I also have to shower, thanks to you,” you said, sitting down.

“I love you, (Y/N),” she said, laughing.

“Me too, my jealousy redhead.”