#michelle richardson

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Constantly on the cusp (of tryin’ to kiss you)

pairing: sid jenkins x f!reader

summary: you hooked up with sid all summer. it becomes a hell of a lot harder trying to navigate your relationship when you’re back at college together.

word count: ~2.4k

warnings: fluff, smut, & a hint of angst, freud references, dug out my a level psych textbooks for this one, possible mischaracterisation, reader smokes, reader is described as wearing a bra, shirt, shorts, and tights but it’s easily overlooked, protected piv sex, teasing, one or two mentions of marijuana, hickeys, ghosting, one mention of alcohol, sid is mentioned to have kissed another girl, refs to casual sex between sid & reader.

a/n: if ur the anon who requested, hi! hope I did ur req justice, i tried to include fluff, smut, and a little angst - I got a little carried away! hope I characterised him well enough & you enjoy it 💋 title from do i wanna know? by the arctic monkeys

It’s a warm Friday night, the cool breeze blowing through the window serving as a distant threat of the September weather yet to come. The sky is streaked with pink and purple, the gold of the sun setting shining in the horizon, the type of night you’ll know you’ll see as nostalgic as you grow older, and you’re in Sid’s room. You’re sat at his desk, reading from one of your psychology textbooks, pausing for a minute so Sid can keep up with writing notes, but the telltale scratching sound of pen on paper doesn’t come. When you spin your chair around, Sid’s lying on his bed, fingers laced over his stomach, eyes fixed on the ceiling - pen and notebook by his side.

“Oi,” you say, standing up and plopping down on the bed next to him, the shift in weight making him sit up and meet your gaze. “You’re meant to be taking notes,”

“It’s only September,” he grumbles, rolling his eyes.

“Fine, suit yourself. Have fun failing your a-levels while we all go to uni, though, yeah?”

“Don’t be a twat. Why can’t I read and you make the notes?”

“Made them already,”

“Why can’t I use yours, then?”

“You’re seriously asking that?” You cock a brow, letting out a snort of amusement. You fall into silence for a minute, one that’s nothing if not awkward. Following your summer, being in Sid’s room without so much as a spliff, let alone your clothes on, felt unnatural. You’d found yourself fucking Sid for the first time after the first party of the summer, and it had quickly turned into a regular occurrence. Throughout August, the elephant in the room had been September, and you supposed it had been silently agreed to forget it ever happened. Easier said than done, based on the way your thighs pressed together whenever he moved vaguely in your direction.

“Can we not do this tonight, at least? Reckon we could make it to Tony’s party,” he suggested, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Psychodynamic approach isn’t going to learn itself, Sidney,”

“Fuck Freud. He just makes this shit up, it doesn’t make sense,”

“See, if you’d revised, you’d be calling it unfalsifiable,” you teased, pulling a pack of cigarettes out of your pocket.

“Piss off, let me have one,” Sid insisted as you lit it, blowing the smoke from your first toke in his face instead.

“Never taught manners, hm?” You snarked, avoiding eye contact with him.

“Please?” He countered, if reluctant. You turned to face him - when did you two get this close together? You can feel the heat of his breath on your face, smell his breath, and you suddenly realise his eyes are on your lips, not the cigarette. It’s instinctive now, the way you tilt your head ever so slightly when he’s this close to you, the way you lean in ever so slightly. His lips are about to brush yours when your phone beeps with a text and you both jolt back. You read it, shoving the cigarette into his hand as you stand up.

“I need to head home. Finish the fag. You can keep the textbook.” You leave without waiting for a response.

You have two unread messages!

sid: same time nxt week?

sid: will do wrk this time

When he next comes to revise it’s at your house, and somehow that makes you feel like you have the upper ground in this emotional cold war more than anything else. Your stomach turns whenever you think of how near you were to kissing the week before, and you’re not entirely sure if it’s butterflies or nausea. Either way, you’re sickeningly fixated on it. Unfortunately, the one time he’s focused, keeping to his promise to do work, you’re distracted.

“We’ve finished psychodynamic. Take five before humanistic?” You suggest, and he nods, leaning to open the window before coming to sit beside you on the bed. You give him a cigarette before you get one for yourself this time, but curse when you feel in your pockets to find them empty. And, like he can read your mind, he offers a lighter. You go to take it from him, cigarette between your lips, but he lights it for you instead. It’s oddly intimate, and you’re sure the feeling in your stomach is butterflies this time - and every other time.

You’re quiet as you smoke. Apparently, your mind thinks this is the perfect time to replay every single interaction you’ve had with Sid in this room. Every smoke, every kiss, every fuck, and it’s becoming harder and harder to keep your resolve.

“Hey,” he says, nudging your leg with his foot. “Is there…are you okay?”

“Hm? Yeah, yeah, we uh- we should probably get back to-“ you stub your cigarette out as you speak, the butt of his already sat in the ashtray, but you’re not given the chance to finish your sentence as his lips press against yours. It’s a shock, but the farthest thing from unwelcome. One of his hands entangles in your hair, the other on your waist, and one of yours caresses the skin of his cheek whilst the other cards through the tufts of hair his beanie leaves revealed at the nape of his neck. Your tongue presses at his lips, compelling them to slide open, and you taste the smoke in his mouth, reminiscent of the cigarettes stubbed out only a moment before, stifling the taste of weed. He’s just as addictive, if not more than, and you think that you’d happily never smoke again if he said you could be together, have this regularity with him.

There’s a moment of awkward shuffling as Sid readjusts his position, and you take the minute to catch your breath. His back’s to your bed frame, and his hand travels south to your thigh and nudges with his pointer and middle finger, and you’ve been hooking up long enough to know he wants you in his lap.

“Are you- can I?” He stammers, hand having moved to the hem of your shirt, looking down at it before meeting your eyes, and god, you’re not sure why you ever thought you had the higher ground with him. You pull it off for him, and his breathing falters, leaving him shakily as his eyes are level with your breasts. You can feel his hardening cock twitch in his trousers belong you, and all of a sudden it’s summer again, and you don’t care about exams, universities, anything but each other.

His lips attach to your chest, sucking dark bruises onto your flesh. They’re discreet, they’ll be hidden by your shirt, but they’re there, and he gave them to you. You grind your hips down into him and he lets out a broken moan, voice cracking with pleasure halfway through. The possibility of coming before he’s even inside you crosses his mind, and he knows he needs to fuck you as soon as possible. He helps you manoeuvre until you’re beneath him, hands shaking with desperation as he fiddles with the button on your shorts, tugging the zip down and sliding his hand beneath the shorts, the tights, taking a minute to slide his fingers across your cunt through your pants, dragging his gaze back to yours with a grin.

“All this, already?” He mocks, tilting his head to the side as you break eye contact and squirm from the pressure of his fingers.

He knows he’s in no position to talk, and he knows the risk of blowing his load in his jeans is getting more and more realistic, so he wastes no time in pushing your clothing down to your mid thighs and nudging a finger into your heat whilst his thumb circles lightly around your clit, painfully teasing. You throw your head back, whining, and he uses his other hand to stroke your cheek, grinning like a kid in a candy store. “Need you to be quiet, yeah? Don’t want anyone hearing, need this all for me,” the possessiveness mixed with his thumb pressing firmly on your clit and the addition of a second finger has you clenching around him, teeth digging into your bottom lip as you try to muffle any noise that might slip out. You know you’re close, your fingers scrabble for purchase on Sid’s back, one hand pulling his beanie off and allowing you to reach your hand into his hair.

He knows you’re close, attentive to the way your legs start trembling and you tense up, and he withdraws any contact before you do. Any complaints you make he hushes, murmuring into your ear as he frees himself of his own jeans, pulling a condom from his pocket in the process.

“You’re so mean,” You whine, hands reaching to help roll the condom onto his cock, tip red and already leaking precum.

“Yeah, m’sorry, sorry for being mean,” he whispers, lips brushing the shell of your ear as he moves back over you. “Let me…need to make it up to you now, right?” He asks, aligning his cock with your entrance. He kisses you as he pushes inside, any noises either of you would make muffled into each other’s mouths. He rambles as he fucks into you, chests almost pressed together, as physically close to you as possible.

“So good. So gorgeous. Been missing doing this, y’know? Made me wait so long to have you, got me going crazy,” he nips at the juncture of your jaw and neck between sentences, each word punctuated with the type of slow stroke that has you arching your back into him, and you find yourself pulling his t-shirt off and running your hands over his skin as if it’s the last time you’ll ever feel it, smiling as you watch the muscles in his abdomen tense and relax as your fingertips brush against his hips. He picks up the pace ever so slightly, moving one of your legs so it presses against his waist and your heel digs into his back, and you mirror it with the other. He kisses you again as he watches you try to stifle a moan from the new angle, nails raking up and down the pale, smooth expanse of his back. Neither of you last much longer, and he has to leave within the hour. You’re left with a dull ache between your legs, a chest tingling from where his lips attacked it, and heart pounding with adrenaline. Oh, and a text. One that comes precisely seven minutes after he leaves.

sid: u free same time next wk?

Then next week, you’re left waiting. Five minutes turns into fifteen. Fifteen into thirty. Thirty into an hour. You check your phone.

You have zero new messages!

You: nvr heard of warning sum1 when ur busy, sidney?

You don’t receive a response. He’s not in second period psychology on Monday, and you catch Michelle as you leave class.

“D’y’know where Sid is? He just aired me on Friday,” you say, lugging your bag onto your shoulder. Michelle shrugs.

“Probably on a comedown. You should’ve been there Friday, everything was going pretty hard, you’d have loved it. Last saw him then,” she shrugs, and your heart sinks. Oh. For a moment, your chest falls. Why would he do that? Shag you and ghost you? Why didn’t he do that in the summer, if he wanted to? The hurt quickly shifts into rage, a furious red feeling that seems to engulf you. If he wanted to play it that way, play the ghosting game, you’d let him. Fine. You didn’t need him. You resolved not to message him, going as far as to change his name in your contacts, but the texts you received that evening made it hard to stick to.

do not answer: (y/n)?

do not answer: im sorry, yeah?

do not answer: i need 2 talk 2 u

do not answer: coming ovr

You don’t say no. You should’ve said no, you know it’s better if you say no, you know you’re supposed to want to say no. But you don’t. When the knock comes on the door fifteen minutes later, you’re hoping it’s him. September weather has settled over Bristol, and it’s pouring with rain, so you end up opening the door to a particularly rain-drenched Sid Jenkins. He makes no effort to come inside, though.

“I’m sorry,” he says it before you’ve even fully opened the door.

“It’s fine, I don’t care, but, like, don’t expect any more tutoring, yeah?” you shrug, hoping your lie that you don’t care is more believable than it seems. He lurches forward and kisses you, a hand firmly on either side of your face, and when he pulls away you drag him inside and slam the door, staring at him with a sort of offended disbelief.

“I was gonna message, alright?! But then this girl kissed me at Tony’s for pres, and…I don’t know, I called her your name, and I just freaked out. I’m sorry for shagging and ghosting you, but it’s just…I can’t not date you, y’know? You’re just so nice and smart, and you actually listen to what I say. I’ve never had that before, I got scared. Tell me to leave, I will, I just needed to…I needed to tell you.” Sid rambles, and he could not be any more shocked when you kiss him. His arms wrap around your waist, and you don’t even care that he reeks of leftover sweat, booze, and weed from the weekend, or that his clothes are soaking yours. He’s yours, he thinks you’re nice, and smart, and pretty, and he wants to date you. You smile as you pull away, pushing his glasses back up his nose from where they’ve slipped and thumbing a section of wet hair off his forehead.

“So, dating, yeah?” You grin, still holding each other.

“I don’t know, I-do you want to?”

“Yes, Sid, I want to,” you giggle, and you’ve barely finished speaking before you’re kissing again. “Y’know, Freud would have said that calling another girl my name was an example of parapraxis”

“Are you really mentioning Freud right now?”

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Skins The Animated Series

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That Boy is Mine

This is a Male original character x Maxxie Oliver Maxxie Oliver x Male oc/reader Other characters are included (Tony , Chris , Jal , Sid , Cassie , Michelle ) you can imagine the oc as whatever you like but I imagine him as a tanned skinned guy with Black hair not too long and not to short , he has a couple of piercings on his left ear and his taller then Maxxie might as well be taller then Anwar . this is my first time writing a smut - its not that good so don't be mean and also my first one-shot on Tumblr !!!!

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It was Monday Afternoon , and you have promised to meet up with a certain blonde in the studio .

You have arrived at the studio and saw Maxxie Practicing Tap dancing while talking on the phone , you leaned on the door Frame and smirked as he talked to Tony , he looked too cute with his outfit that you couldn't pull you eyes of him .

"God, I'm good." , as Maxxie turned back at you and smirked , you walked in front of him and glanced down at him and said "Do you know that you look hot while tap dancing" as you smirked .

"I've been told so by some certain black headed grunge Guy so many time" as he pulled your necktie and smirked "what are you doing tonight " Maxxie asked .

"why you wanna ask me on a date ? " as he kept pulling you necktie to stand in front of the table , you picked him up and dropped him on top of the table .

"someone has been working out" "Nah your just light as a feather" your eyes kept roaming his body as he look to petite , his body just gave you the feeling that it needs to be worshipped .

"I was asking if you want to go to this party that one of my friends is hosting , maybe I can show you off this time" .

"show me off" you smirked , you didn't wanna be shown off you wanna show off Maxxie instead he's the one who needs to be shown off he look like an angel ( a horny angel ) .

"come on were gonna have so much fun , you , me , making out ? what do you think ?"

"I won't say no to that !!!" you pulled him closer and held his waist , you glanced down at him , and oh my god , Maxxie is looking up at you with those 'eyes' , he look to cute and hot not to mess with .

you pulled him in and smashed your lips together as you took Maxxie by surprise , you feel him relax as he threw his arms on your neck and kept kissing you .

you took you hands off his waist and pull his shirt off his head .

"You really wanna do it here ?" Maxxie asked while panting and his lips rosy .

"of course not , you get hurt while on this table well just have to wait till the party , but I need some help tho - " as you looked down at your member , you gulp and look at Maxxie .

"Alright but its a preview to tonight " as he winked at me .

He got down on his knees and started slow and palmed your clothed member , it felt good as his small hands massaged you Member , you moaned and looked down at Maxxie and pulled his head closer to your member .

"Your eager " , "come on babe , you gotta use your mouth it will help better "

he looked up at you with those 'eyes' again and opened the zipper of your pants with his teeth , you moaned at the sight he looked too hot , he took your Member out and palmed the head of your member as you kept moaning his name over and over again .

"god , Maxxie .... ahh , God baby I need your mouth " Maxxie looked at you and licked the head of your member , you felt ecstatic as he kept kitten lick the head of you member as you pushed his head to take your length .

"Never thought that ill be sucking off the heartthrob of out college " "less talking and more sucking babe" you pushed his mouth onto your member roughly as Maxxie gaged at the length of you cock .

"ah ... that felt good baby , your so beautiful like this , gotta make you my ahh , my slut more often " "mhhm" "what you like me calling you my slut , gotta make you mine before that friend of yours beats me too it "

You kept pushing his head more roughly as Maxxie kept sucking you off , his mouth feels ethereal he's better than all the girls i've been with .

" I have to tie you up so no can take you away from me , you like that being my Own slut to fuck with" "mhghhhm" Maxxie had tears on his face as he look upon you he looks so ruined that you felt your climax nearing , you held his head in place as you kept pushing your cock inside of his mouth .

You've thrusted you cock as fast as you could as your climax was nearing , you haven't told Maxxie as you nearly came .

You moaned as you shoot you load down his throat , you held his head in place and as you felt you felt you were done you pulled his head of your cock and looked down at Maxxie.

*Gulp* "that was mhm delicious " "That was hot as fuck" " told you this was only a preview " You pulled him up on his legs and pulled him near you "you look hot as you swallowed my load , Gotta make you do that more often" as you winked at him and kissed him while pulling him outside so the both of you can ge ready to the party , as he leaned down to pick up his stuff .

you smacked his ass and said "Can't wait to ruin this one too" he got up and smirked at you as you two continued your way to your car .

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I've Been trying to write for skins for a long Time but I didn't know where to write (Wattpad , AO3) so tumblr is the best choice for a one-shot !!!! so here you go

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sid & michelle

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female!reader x tony stonem

word count: 978

contents: 18+, mentions of alcohol, loss of virginity

Tony was on his way to discuss Sid’s “problem”, his problem being that he was still a virgin. Sid promptly tried to defend himself on the phone explaining how his sister was still a virgin as well. This however gave Tony an idea. He quickly hung up on Sid and dialed his sister.

“ Tony? What do you need, ” I asked on the phone as I made my way to college.

“ There’s a party tonight, want to come? Hang on other line, ” he spoke before clicking off to talk to Sid once more.

You contemplated going to the party for a moment until you heard Tony’s voice again.

“ Are you still there? Are you coming or not? ” 

“ Yeah I’ll be there, just text me when and where, ” I said quickly into the phone before hanging up and walking into my class.

Tony began to come up with a plan for how to get you alone at the party tonight. He knew Sid was his best mate and he’d go absolutely mental when he found out that he shagged his sister, but he’d deal with that problem later. 

After his classes, he decided to ring you and make sure you were still coming tonight. He rang your phone and let out a groan when you didn’t answer. 

Once you were finished with your classes you saw Tony’s missed calls, and dialed him back. 

“ Hey Tony, what’s up? ” 

“ You’re still coming, right? ” 

“ Yeah I’m still coming, ” I said as I giggled.

“ Alright, I’ll see you tonight, wear something sexy, ” Tony said before quickly hanging up. 

You laughed at his comment as you went up to your room. You began to get ready for the party, soon after Tony spoke to you. You had settled on a short red dress with black heels before heading out to the party with Sid.

“ Why are you dressed like that, ” Sid asked as he scanned you up and down.

“ I- I dunno I thought I looked nice, ” I said softly as my fingers fiddled with the edges of my dress.

Sid rolled his eyes as he huffed while shaking his head. Once you reached the house where the party was we met up with Tony, as none of our other friends could come. You smiled as Tony took your hand and brought you inside leaving Sid to follow behind you. Tony kept supplying you and himself with drinks until you were clinging to him as you flirted with one another. Tony helped you upstairs and into one of the bedrooms as you held onto him. You sat on the bed together as Tony’s hand slowly moved up your thigh as he leaned in closer until he pressed his lips against mine. Your fingers tangled in his hair as he pulled you into his lap.

“ Mm’ Tone- Tony this wrong, ” I said as I pulled back from the kiss.

“ It’s not wrong babe, you want this as much as I do, ” he said as his hand trailed under your dress letting his fingertips graze against your panties.

You sighed softly as he slid your panties to the side and pushed his fingers inside of you while his lips trailed down your neck. You let out soft moans as you tugged on Tony’s hair.

“ Fuck Tony ” I moaned his name over and over again as he fingered me while covering my neck in hickies.

As you got closer to reaching your high he pulled his fingers out of you and licked them clean. You let out a whine before he smashed his lips back onto yours while pulling your dress off and over your head. You watched as he pulled off the striped polo he was wearing before he pushed off his jeans and pulled you back into his lap. He slid off your bra before taking one of your nipples into his mouth and kneading my other breast with his hand. Your fingers tugged on his hair pulling him away before kissing him again as he laid you down on the mattress.  

“ T- Tone I’m a virgin, ” I whispered softly against his lips.

“ I know. ” He grinned as he slid your panties down your legs followed by his boxers letting his hardened cock spring out between your legs. 

You blushed a deep red as he rubbed the tip of his cock against your entrance. You let out a soft gasp as he pushed his cock fully inside of you without warning. Your nails dug into his shoulders as he slowly moved himself in and out of you. 

“ F- Fuckin’ hell you’re so tight, ” he moaned your name as he thrusted into you harder. 

You pulled him closer as you begged him to go deeper. You moaned against his lips as his thrusts became harder and more urgent. You cried out his name as you came around his cock before he pulled out of you and shot his cum all over your breasts and stomach. Tony kissed your forehead gently before rolling off of you and laying down beside you. Once you had caught your breaths Tony cleaned you both off before exiting the bedroom leaving you to get dressed. Tony walked down the stairs seeing that the party was still going he found Sid sitting by himself on the couch. He flashed Sid a cocky grin before taking a sip of Sid’s drink.

“ What’s got you so happy, ” Sid questioned as he looked at Tony’s disheveled clothes, before he saw his sister stumbling down the stairs with her hair a tangled mess with hickies covering her neck and her shoes in hand.

“ Tony- you didn’t.. ”

“ Looks like you’re the only virgin, ” Tony laughed as he threw an arm around Sid’s shoulder.

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