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[theprismyyy]

OKAAAAAAYYYY...We need to talk more about this gif

[27spoons]

Poor Natalie suffering with all the pressure of leadership + Shauna and Mari acting like 5 year olds😓 But it's okay, just because all that stress goes away, at least for now, while she has your pretty face stuck between her legs eating her pussy eagerly😆✨️

Eating Natalie to make her all dizzy and relaxed after a stressful day😵‍💫 in this case you can deal with 2 types of Natalie, the one who will whine and squirm pathetically or the one who will grab your hair and rub her pussy roughly in your face

She would have the most beautiful bush by now and would be sooo hot :(( I want her so bad.

Can you write something or just little thoughts about it?

i have some thoughts........ with @cassioo also having some thoughts...

nsfw thoughts under da cut

nat is a brat. i will not be taking questions or comments.

anyways. it's the end of the day, and nat is coming to your hut to talk to you. (she's the antler queen, ofc she has her own hut. for this, assume you also have ur own hut)

nat is just ranting about shauna and mari and how fucking childish they're being, how lottie is going straight into the whole 'witch doctor' role and keeps running off with travis (her ex) who always comes back out of it.

and, even worse, with mari straight up vanishing? yeah. she's not in a good headspace.

you two aren't dating, but... there's no denying the tension between you two. hell, it was there even when she was with travis.

so... maybe you just offhandedly ask while she's yapping, "anything i can do to help?"

and nat, well... nat doesn't understand what you're saying right away, and just says something like, "yeah, i need to fucking destress. wish i had some cigarettes."

you approach nat, hands on her shoulders, and clearly state, "do you want my help destressing?" and she finally gets it.

nat is hesitant....... obviously, but she does it anyways. like i said, tension between the two of you for a while.

by the time you manage to coax nat into laying down on your bedroll and get her pants off, she's wet. not soaked, but you can definitely see the damp spot in her panties.

you aren't very experienced, but you sure as hell are eager.

once you get her panties off, nat is slightly embarrassed. i don't think anyone has ever gone down on her before, so she isn't so sure about her taste/appearance/whatever but she doesn't let it show (despite the fact her cheeks and chest are RED. that girl is pale asf. she def turns into a lobster when she blushes)

you kiss your way up her legs—which makes her squirm restlessly—but when you finally reach her vagina, you press your nose into her bush, and... yeah, it's musky, but it's fucking sexy. it smells like nat and sex.

when you try and find her clit.... you have a little bit of difficulty doing it. whoops.

nat doesn't mind. she reaches down between her legs and helps you out, spreading her slick folds for you to get a better view, and... damn. you could cum just from this sight alone.

once you get the hang of it—lapping at her clit with long, flat strokes of your tongue—her fingers tangle themselves into your hair and hold you against her as she starts slowly humping your face and chasing the pleasure. (mind you, she doesn't really have to hold you there. you aren't going anywhere.)

you start teasing her entrance with your fingers, and feel her tense up so you pull back, but she quickly mutters a "no, no, it's fine. i just... wasn't expecting it. it's fine, i'm okay with it" so you push one finger in, and there's a full body shiver from nat at the sensation, and you swear you hear a soft moan leave her lips.

one finger turns into two quickly enough, and soon your mouth is on her clit while two fingers push in and out of her, trying (and failing) to find the gspot.

you don't even realise you've been humping the ground while you eat her out until the hand you have on her thigh leaves it in an attempt to slide underneath the waistband of your pants, which quickly earns a whine from nat.

"wait, wait, keep your hands on me, please—"

damn. you're powerless to resist that.

your hand goes back to her thigh, but she quickly takes it and intertwines her fingers with yours, squeezing your hand gratefully—maybe to make up for another emotion she can't properly express right now.

eating her out is going well; your fingers are doing their job, and then you brush against a spot inside of her that's slightly rougher than the surrounding tissue, and nat slaps her free hand over her mouth to muffle the sound that escapes.

but she doesn't muffle it in time.

you hear it, and it makes you moan, so you repeat that action and keep repeating it until her hips are moving rapidly against your tongue, her pussy trying to pull your fingers in deeper, her hand holding yours at almost a bruising strength.

and when she comes?

oh, you feel it.

she doesn't squirt or anything, but the way her cunt clenches down on your fingers and clit throbs as a whiney-moan spills from her lips, barely concealed by her hand? oh, you know. you know.

when you pull back, you don't even realise that her blunt nails dug into the skin on the back of your hand and created small, red crescents from where her nails had bitten down.

you lick the fingers that had been inside her and moan at the taste, and nat is watching you with her jaw slack and eyes wide.

let's just say... someone for sure overheard what you two did last night.

you don't know if you care all that much.

@theprismyyy requested this (just on anon accidentally) but here it isssssss

[fawnlotties]

The curve of your back, your butt, your legs and god those heels😭😭😭 I can only think of brunette! Natty who dresses like this for a date or whatever, some important occasion I think and all that matters is that I would love to rip that dress off her@___@

brunette!natty is soooooo no crash au wayyyy after graduation and she just needs something New. imagine her surprising u by going fully back 2 her natural colour (god bless her poor hair) especially for a date night or somethn and she is dressed like This….. lord help me i would be Barking like a dog

[27spoons]

😆😆😆😆😆

[theprismyyy]

Girlfriend material

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[theprismyyy]

Jackie Taylor???

[theprismyyy]

Little baby

[27spoons]

Eu acabei de enfiar uma pergunta anonimamente por acidente....acho que eu estou tão acostumado a fazer isso em outros blogs que nem notei

I was talking about eating Natalie to help her relax

don't worry HAHAAH i got the point of the ask 😭😭😭 I'll just make sure to tag you when i finish the req 🫡🫡🫡

[theprismyyy]

My baby😫😫😫

The way Nat looks when people are slut-shaming her breaks my heart because LOOK AT THE HURT IN HER EYES…

I think everything her dad has said to her is coming up in this moment. That shame and worthlessness is all over her face for a brief moment before it turns to anger. She covers up that hurt and trauma right away and goes on the defense and lashes out because she has never had the safety of being able to show her vulnerability…

STOP SHAMING HER SHE IS TRAUMATIZED AND SHE IS BABY AND SHE NEEDS SOMEONE TO UNDERSTAND THAT THERE IS SO MUCH SOFTNESS UNDERNEATH THAT ABRASIVE FRONT SHE PUTS ON

[natsredbra]

A fractured line II

summary: All we did was kiss, on my grave I swear.

pairing: Natalie Scatorccio x fem!reader

warnings: smut in the beginning, mentions of SA (Travis and doomcoming), shrooms, knives, fighting, mentions of hetero sex (yes thats a warning), angsttttttt, our girl reader is dealing with situationship demons, ambiguous ending

a/n: fucking finally!! im so sorry if this disappoints any of you, i literally got the idea when i listened to a song. i do like this one better but unfortunately i needed some angst on this page its literally all porn, also not proofread we die like jackie

word count: 5k

taglist: @theprismyyy @priyajoyy @bbbexee

part 1

Natalie’s lips were cold against yours, but it didn’t stop you from capturing them feverishly. And as cliche as it sounds, you really haven’t felt this way before. You could tell yourself it was the shrooms, but that simply wasn’t the case.

She was the first to pull away. It might’ve felt like torture but you did need to breathe.

She also had no right looking this beautiful. To look at you, while being this beautiful.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ You started, but were soon cut off by her own lips this time.

She kissed you like you were all she’s been looking for her entire life, cupping your face and straddling you on the cold ground. Your fingers tangled in your hair as you let her lips explore you.

They traveled down to your jaw, your neck and collarbone which was showing right above the neckline of your dress.

It all felt like you were in slow motion, maybe she felt it too. Coming back up to your lips, she pressed a searing kiss against them.

“I want you so bad.” Natalie whispered, sending a wave of heat between your thighs.

“Please let me have you.” She said with a burgeoning excitement. How could you ever say no to that? To her?

The small nod you gave was more than enough for her to continue, slowly dragging the straps of your dress down. Her slender fingers burned against your skin as they mapped it out, relishing the warm feeling of you. Her lips also continued their path in sync with her hands, growing needier by the minute.

You were hyper aware of it all - her body pressed against yours, it was as if your entire being mingled with hers.

Moving her hips down just slightly, she straddled just one of your thighs insted, tailing a hand up your leg until she reached the already ridden up hem.

“Can I?” Natalie asked almost shyly, one tone you’d yet to hear from her.

“Please.” You coaxed out, her hand pushing your panties to the side before you could even finish.

Once her skin made contact with your bare core you were done for. Resting her forehead against yours, letting her plump lips brush against your cheek in a soft reassurance before nudging your hole with her middle finger.

Once she does push it inside you, she acts as if she can feel it too. Her hips jerked against your body, digit moving simultaneously. Her movements were a bit unsure, but she soon found a spot that made you writhe in pleasure. Adding another finger, she circled your clit too, sending shockwaves down your spine.

You’d never been touched this way before. Never felt like someone wanted to touch you simply to make you feel good, and not get something in return. In this moment, it was as if her sole purpose was to please you, and rest assured herself, grinding down on the ridge of your thigh.

Not trusting your hands anymore, you propped yourself up on one elbow, the other arm sneaking around Natalie’s neck. She embraced it right away, placing a soft hand where your shoulders meet, as if grounding you.

“Does that feel good?” She whispered against your lips, nudging your nose with her own.

“Feels amazing, Nat.” You answered, pure desire laced in your tone. Seems to urge her on too, as her movements against you get noticably frenzied, chasing her climax along with you. Brushing your lips against hers, the two of you came soon enough, swallowing each other’s moans and whimpers. It was in this moment that you felt truly content, something you haven’t felt in a long time.

Plopping back down onto the dirt, Nat collapsed atop of you, nuzzling her head into your chest.

“That was - amazing. You’re really amazing.” The girl slurred out.

“You’re really shitfaced!” You retorted with a laugh, the breeze making your damp thighs feel slightly cold

“No but you are! You’ve got those eyes and - and the hair and boobs.” She listed, holding up her fingers and counting on them.

The whole exchange made you throw a cackling fit, your arms tightening around her. This is what people meant when they called sex intimate, then. The intimacy may not only exist in the act itself, though it certainly was there - but also before and after. In fact, the buildup and post orgasm bliss may have actually been better.

Natalie felt that way too. She had her fair share of fucking, but never making love. It was different, even though she always argued it wouldn’t be, and you both felt it.

Right now, she just let herself listen to your heartbeat, no pressure, no worries or chaos, just for tonight—

“Help!”

You two heard in the distance. Immediately jolting upwards, you exchanged a skeptical glance. But your moms didn’t raise pussies.

Nat and you soon got up, running towards the sound that overtime became more pronounced.

Approaching it more, you could finally identify Jackie’s voice screaming, coming from the cabin.

“That good, huh?” You joked as the two of you bolted inside.

Grasping the handle, Natalie unlocked the door that the girl was trapped behind.

There she was, staring at you with wide, guilty eyes. Normally, you would’ve blinded her for messing with what’s yours. But could you even do that? Especially when you did the exact same thing? Shitfaced philosophy was really working as Jackie gawked between Nat and you, with an admittedly shameful look. Of course you weren’t sure, but from what you heard you presumed this was, in fact, her first time.

But apparently she was in some kind of hurry. it was funny what these mere mushrooms could do. The interaction was quite ephemeral, yet to you it seemed as the longest awkward moment you’d had to face, ever.

“Are you okay?” Nat asked, tuning to look at you

“I’m free! Natalie I’m a free being! And so is Jackie…” You started, both of you presuming her hurried state was a symptom of the high.

“Yes you are honey.” Nat said, stifling a laugh.

“Dude I’m a whole person!

“Yeah, you are a whole.” She replied with a stupid lovesick smile on her face

“I’m a hole!” You giggled along with her about your wrong interpretation of her words.

“We should see where she was headed, yeah?” Nat said, and you reluctantly did follow

Catching up to the aforementioned girl was quite easy, seeing as Natalie and you were fast, and on a nice amount of the forest-provided ecstasy. With asking Jackie questions came cryptic answers, however your light and playful demeanor lessened more and more with her serious one.

It went dead as soon as you heard sketchy sounds in the distance. They became as obvious as ever as you approached them, and getting to a clearing you saw something you thought you were tripping abo- oh, it’s real!

Your very ex was tied to some kind of fucking altar? With Lottie right next to him? And Shauna’s knife to his throat?

God help your delirium, Jackie and Natalie rushed over and helped him right away. You felt like a coward, only being able to watch in horror and shock. But then again, it wasn’t everyday that you see a boy strapped down to- whatever that is and covered in numerous lipstick marks, that were not in fact Jackie’s.

She did take the liberty of taking him back, Nat being the one to handle you. She took your clammy hand onto hers and lead you back to the lake for some peace and quiet, which you immensely needed.

"So that was something, huh?" Nat broke the silence, sitting beside you.

"If that's what you wanna call it." You deadpanned, your high wearing off.

"You did good. Back there. You did your best." Natalie spoke lowly, trying to make you feel better. She always did that, not just to you, to everyone. She wasn't as cheerful about it as say Jackie, but she did her best, and it almost always hit the spot. Not quite this time though.

"There was so much more I could've done." You whispered back, not turning your head to look at her. Still, you could feel her own eyes burning holes to the side of your face.

"Hey, don't do that! You were terrified, dude."

"And you weren't?" You questioned, a bit agitated. Not at her, at yourself.

The question was followed by a long silence, both of you gazing towards the woods and the water. The majestic moonlight illuminated the place, making the lake's contents sparkle before you.

Maybe, just maybe, if you were on a field trip with your friends from back home, sneaking in booze and huddling up to him her on the drive home, you’d think this place was beautiful.

"Everyone was so scared of you," She scoffed "I never was. I mean you were a girl, just like the rest of us. Trying to get through all that shit - high school, family, whatever...I get that." Nat said, making you smile a little

"That night, when Travis broke up with me, you said that were were two sides of the same coin. I wasn't sure what you meant until tonight." You replied

Yeah, now you knew exactly what she meant. Both of you were just young, putting out a tough exterior - one that everyone recognized you by - simply to protect yourselves. Maybe the reason you avoided Natalie wasn't because of how different you are, but how similar she actually was to you. Maybe you didn't wanna accept that.

"I don't regret what happened tonight, by the way." She said, sounding almost afraid to voice it.

"Me either." You whispered, finally locking your eyes onto hers.

It was as if she didn't have the physical strength to hold back, leaning in to kiss you seconds after you looked at her. Moving a bit closer, her touch got increasingly more hungry.

Oh well, a second round can't hurt.

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The early morning light distributed through the forest, slowly awaking you from your slumber. Raising your head, you couldn't ignore the dull ache in your neck - likely from sleeping on the ground. A few feet away from you, you could see your reflection in the shore of the infamous lake. Your hair was quite messy as you tried to shake all of the sand out of it - or at least most. The dress you wore was draped lazily over your hip, your almost bare body covered in dirt.

That's when it hit you, everything that happened last night. And I mean, everything, in detail.

"You’re awake." A soft, familiar voice that belonged to Natalie called out

"Unfortunately." You muttered, rubbing your face with your hands. Sure, you did have a thing for the dramatics, but this time you kind of meant it.

Natalie snorted before responding, "I got you some clothes." She said, and only then you noticed she was already changed.

"I'll rinse off first." You answered, standing up and leveling with her before walking over to the water.

You took careful steps, dipping your toes inside though it was quite frigid. Nat moved over closer to you, stripping bare of her pants.

"Just jump in." She said teasingly as you gave her a faux eyeroll. Though to her surprise, you did just dive right in, keeping your head under for a few seconds until some dirt was out of your ear.

The blonde sat at the shore, her legs intertwining with the water as she drew up her sleeves and leaned back on her hands. Swiftly swimming over you laid your wet head of hair on top of her thigh, looking up at her through your eyelashes.

"That was a shit show." She spoke up, breaking the silence

"Not all of it!" You called out, playfully smacking her arm with the back of your hand, earning a soft giggle from her.

"No, not all of it. I did like some parts." She said with a smirk

You just snorted, gazing up at her.

"You know, when all this is over and we get back home, I'm taking you out on a proper cheesy date." Nat stated, leaving zero room for argument.

"I'd love that." You replied, nuzzling your face into her.

"You know that really cliche moment in the movies when the lead finally realizes they're into someone and wants to - take care of them, or whatever?" The girl spoke up above you

"Yeah?"

"I feel like this might be it for me." She said, followed by a short silence

"I like how you make me feel so much lighter. Like I'm carrying a bunch of weight on my shoulders and you just take it away." You said quietly.

She didn't need to respond for you to know how much those words meant to her, or how she's felt it with you herself.

All the exhaustion was finally getting to you, as well as the hangover. You groaned in pain softly, and she took the hint, running the pads of her fingers through your hair.

"Maybe you should check in with him." She said. God why did she have to be so kind and well meaning? This was a conversation you were not looking forward to in the slightest, and it made you groan quite a bit louder.

"What if we just stayed here all day? We can be lazy and make out!" You proposed, climbing back up to straddle her thighs, your arms encircling her neck, wetting the fabric of her shirt.

"Yeah, for a little. But at some point we need to go back, there's so much shit to do." Nat responded, giving you a tender look.

"Dude why? They were the ones that went fucking insane!"

"Maybe so, but still. They'll be on our asses if we don't." She spoke with a bit of annoyance.

Surely though, you could not forget the makeout session that was meant to take place. Leaning in, you pressed your cold lips onto hers, making her hand fly and ball in your hair, pulling you in closer. It sure would be an eventful morning.

Finally being done with your...seemingly favorite stress relief method, you both did get dry and dressed, dreading what was to come. With a deep breath, Nat's warm hand found yours, taking it as she led you back to camp.

At this moment, you were hyperaware of all your surroundings. Her skin on yours, as your own clung to your clothes, your damp locks wetting the area of your neck. The quiet hum of the wind traveling through the dainty leaves, making the inevitable silence that much more bareable.

“It’s gonna be fine. They’re the ones that should feel shitty.” She just always knew exactly what to say.

You gave her a reassuring smile - that was mostly meant for yourself, and turned the corner, walking up to the cabin.

See, you expected many things. You expected a dirty look, maybe a concerned or a guilty one. Maybe you expected to be teased for the very obvious post-hookup flush in your face. You expected Nat to be made fun of for all the marks coating her neck. What you didn’t expect was to see the entire group in both awe and terror, gathered all together.

All together, around the one and only Lottie, pulling a knife out of a bear’s neck. So in the grand scheme of things, no one even noticed you walk up.

Natalie instinctivly pulled you closer, remembering your fairly negative feelings towards certain things, such as guts and gore.

“Oh - now you come back? We’ve been looking for you all morning!” Taissa called out to you two once she spotted you.

“Is that seriously what’s on your mind right now?” You asked in slight disbelief.

“Yes! We had no fucking idea where the gun was!” An agitated Mari yelled.

“It’s by the door.” Natalie said with a bit of a mocking tone, making you snort once you saw the other girl’s dumbfounded expression.

“Okay, who cares? The bear is dead, no one’s hurt and we have food!” Akilah stated.

“Absolutley. No point in talking about it now.” Coach said in what you presumed to be a bored tone. Not like you could blame him.

“Just drag it to the back, we’ll cut it up later.” Shauna muttered as a couple girls took the liberty to do so.

“I’ll go take a walk, I need to clear my head.” You told Nat, giving her hand a soft squeeze

“Take your time. I’ll be around.” She responded, scanning the place a little before giving the corner of your mouth a bit of a sarcastic, fast kiss, which earned her a small eyeroll.

Walking out to the back, barely twenty feet away, you ran into the very person responsible for your inner turmoil this sunny morning. Before turning and running away, Natalie’s voice rang in your head. And for fucks sake, you wanted her to think highly of you, even for something benign as this.

“Travis? You okay?” You incquired with a gentle approach. Or at least, as gentle as possible.

“I’m fine.” He responded hastly, though his current demeanor said otherwise.

“Need help with that?” You tried yet again, pointing to the cold, wet rag he rubbed against the bruised skin of his neck.

“No.”

Despite his refusal, with a sigh you slowly reached for it anyhow. The boy had a skeptical look on his face before letting go and fall into your own hand.

In a soft motion you soothed the sensitive area, making him slightly wince.

“So…Jackie?” You asked tenatatively

“Excuse me? Natalie?!” He shot back, raising his eyebrows up to his forehead.

Your own followed suit as you raised your eyes, looking into his. As soon as they locked on them the both of you broke into a small laughing fit as you still worked on him.

“Guess we finally got laid huh?” He spoke again.

“Hey! That was not my fault, you were the one who couldn’t get it up.” You retorted, though your words had no real heat to them.

“I was…nervous.” Travis replied, a faint red hue on his cheeks.

“You couldn’t tell me that before I shoved your flacid dick in my mouth?” You questioned in a mock flat tone, finally letting the rag drop back to the makeshift table.

The boy chuckled again, brushing his hair back with his fingers.

“I’ll uh- I’ll go look for Javi.” He declared, rubbing his eyes quite agressively.

“What? He’s not here?” You proclaimed, crossing your arms over your chest as your brows knitted together.

“No he- I guess he ran away last night?” Travis said, and you could sense his anguish though he tried to hide it.

“Should I come with you or-“

“It’s fine. I need to clear my head anyway. It was nice talking to you though.” He conveyed with a tight-lipped smile before rushing away, leaving you a bit dumbfounded.

And honestly yes, it was nice talking to him. You could only go so long before going insane with all the awkward tension, neither of you needed that out there. Who knows, he might actually be your friend while you battled with your raging bicuriousity.

It was a nice day, though a colder one. Walking through the quiet woods, many things were on your mind. First and foremost, you thought all about how tough it'll be once winter gets here, and it was right around the corner.

Then you realized just how fucking thirsty you are, seeing as the last thing you drank was the so called berry wine the night before. Your finally dry hair moved in rhythm with the wind that unapologetically ruffled it as it went, making you a tad dizzy too. The sleep depravation didn't help either - if it was a possibility you'd do multiple questionable things for a Tylenol and some coffee, or at least tea that doesn't taste like piss.

"What are you doing out here?" A skeptical, slightly frightened Jackie called out, you hadn't even noticed her.

“I don’t know? Walking around…you?” You inquired, taking a seat next to her, letting your back rest against one of the trees.

“Same, I guess. Look, about last night-“ She started before you cut her off.

“No, it’s fine, really…It’s not like we were still together or anything. “ You replied, waving a hand in dismissal.

“Really?” The girl asked in obvious disbelief.

“Really. I mean we’ve got enough shit to worry about, relationship drama isn’t it.” You said in a flat tone, eyes scanning her face.

“Yeah, fair…but I don’t think you really need to worry about a relationship anyway.” Jackie said in a teasing done dripping with implication.

“What?”

“I just meant with Nat and everything-“ She sputtered, until realizing you were less then amused.

“Is there a problem with that?” You barked, the question coming out rougher then you intended.

“No! No, I’m just saying, she’s pretty much smitten. And it figures you wouldn’t be mad at me if you were this good with her.” Jackie said matter-of-factly, making a shiver run down your spine.

“Well why wouldn’t we be good?” You asked, mockingly accentuating the word.

“I just thought because- y’know, her and Travis?” She asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Wha- what about Travis and her?” You questioned, sitting up straighter

“Oh, you didn’t know?”

No, no you didn’t fucking know.

“They hooked up or something. Uh- Van saw them, when they were supposed to be out hunting. I thought she told you that” Jackie quivered, trying to gauge your reaction.

“Right…when’d this happen?” You asked breathlessly. Truly, it felt like there was no air left in the world.

“A couple days ago.” She replied, unsure.

Hearing that made made your eyes burn with unshed tears and your throat close up. You never felt quite this way before, and you absolutley despised it. Your mind ran with all the possible images and scenarios involuntarily, making your head spin. At this point you were spiraling, entirely in war with yourself. How could you ever let her get this close? Better yet, how the fuck did the only person you were actually into betray you this way?

Here she was, making you matching head pieces and dancing with you oh so intimately at that party - and what? To get in your pants? To use you, just like she’d been used. Do hurt people hurt people?

“Are you okay?” Jackie asked, careful of her tone and expression.

“I’m fine. Whatever, she’d have sex with anyone who gave her the attention her father didn’t” You hissed, leaving Jackie speechles with her jaw hitting the floor.

And god, as much as she hurt you, you felt rueful as soon as the words left your mouth. Usually, you’d never regret saying something like that about a person who dared cross you, but she was different. Just so fucking different, it scared you to no end. She had an inexplainable effect on you.

“I need to go.” You said, hurrying off before the girl could respond.

Your feet carried you as your mind ran. Without realizing it, you’d walked back to the cabin, not even bothering to stop the hot tears from spilling over your eyes. Only when you reached the back of the place, where you left Travis a little over an hour ago, you realized where you were.

The thing is though, you most definitely didn’t feel like socializing with anyone at this point, so you attempted to make your way back towards the deeper woods - or even the ever famous lake.

However unfortunately for you, luck wasn’t on your side. Just as you turned around to walk back, you faced a familiar person, and the very cause of these complicated emotions.

“Y/N, hey, I was looking for you-“ Natalie approached, walking closer.

“Are you crying?” She asked, already moving to embrace you softly, a slight look of hurt and confusion gracing her face when you pushed her away.

You didn’t need trust yourself to speak as you wiped your eyes, taking a deep breath to ground yourself.

Only then, she realized what this was about.

“Y/N” She whispered, sounding somewhat desperate 

“How could you do that?” You shot back as the water dried on your face.

“We only kissed I-“

“You knew about everything that went down!” You yelled out, not paying much mind to her words

“We only kissed.” She tried again, this time sounding more assertive. Still as desperate. 

“What kind of a fucking excuse is that?!”

“I- please, you have to listen to me, it was a dumb mistake!” Natalie continued, her own eyes watering up

“Natalie I was miserable when we broke up, you saw it! Gosh, you- you’re fucking unbelievable. I just - I thought we were friends! And anyway, I’d never expect you to do that!” You drawled out, your voice shaky. 

“You can’t deny that you and I are so much more then friends.” Nat sobbed, locking your teary eyes with her own.

“That’s what I thought last night too.” You mumbled. 

“No, I promise - it’s still there! I still feel it. Christ, I love you! I fell in love with you in a matter of weeks! Do you even realize the effect that you have on me?! That you always had on me?” She bawled, at this point yelling for the whole world to hear. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was your forgiveness. 

“Oh God, Natalie you don’t love me, you don’t even know me!” You hissed.

“What the fuck? I’ve known you for years! Look, I know that you hate when guys tell you what to wear, I know that the coffee you drink is practically milk and you throw half of it away before every practice, I know you like having red nails. But the darker ones, you once said you felt cheap if they were neon or whatever. I also know what kind of music you listen to because you annoyingly always insisted to play it. And I can bet you know little things like that about me too but the thing is, I’ve grown to fucking love every single one of them this past month. And I am so fucking sorry about what I did.” Natalie explained. She sounded truly miserable, letting her own tears fall freely.

And you were stunned to hear it. At this point, there was so much emotion plastered across her face, you even debated believing her. But the truth is, you weren’t even sure you believed they didn’t hook up, so how could you believe anything else she said? Then again - why would she try so hard to convince you otherwise if she didn’t at least care?

Still, thinking about it made your insides churn and all you knew is that you couldn’t be around her. Your pride may have had a large impact on all of it too. Softly shaking your head, you walked away, not sparing her another glance. If you did, you’d stay back, and you couldn’t afford that right now. 

All the betrayal, anger, sadness and frustration mixed inside your head into a dangerous cocktail. Retrieving the cheap, half drunken whiskey bottle you disappeared into the woods, settling down on the clearing that brought back many memories from the prior night.

You chugged it down like your life depended on it, though it did little to to ease your anguish. And anyway, the burn in your throat was a momentary distraction.

In the grand scheme of things, this seemed awfully unimportant. So what if you feel like you've known this girl in your last life? So what if she was the only person to properly watch out for you? So what if all your walls crumbled down as soon as she sent something as little as a soft smile your way? So what if you fell in fucking love in five weeks, right? It's not like you could lose something you never actually had. Right now, she's both the closest and the farthest she'd ever been from you. To you. This girl managed to reinvent you, only to kick you back down this way.

You cursed the day you let yourself be yourself in front of her, The day she was born a little, too. There were simply so many things you wanted to do and say, yet you found yourself unable to move a muscle. At this point, you weren't even sure whether you were being dramatic or not. You just knew you wanted this feeling to end

Little did you know, back at the cabin Natalie was crashing out. She was going around, poking and asking who the fuck had the nerve do say this to you. Deep down, she knew she was in the wrong - and that there was no taking back what happened. She knew that the trust you reluctantly put in her was long gone, and it was as if she grieved it.

Yet to this day, the only thing Nat wanted was to feel closer to you. To understand and and be there for you. She was so convinced that there wasn't a universe in which you would want her the same way she wanted you, and all the disdain got in and over her head, making her do something she knew she'd regret.

Out of spite, she kissed him. Out of spite, she hurt you. Out of spite, she ruined it. Because that it what she does, under it all, there is a divine, kind person, sadly covered up by a thick layer acting as rough protection.

The only thing she was now sure of was how much she would try to make it up to you. Natalie would do anything if it granted her the feeling of her lips pressing yours, just once more.

[dashitsxx]

gentlewoman | maki zenin x fem!reader

summary. In a world of boys, she's a gentleman.

genre. fluff. sfw.

word count. 1.2k

warnings. none

notes. dedicated to @theprismyyy! thank you for your request, i certainly enjoyed gushing over maki completely in this, i added some elements to make it fluffier, hehe. i do apologize for the late post, huhu but have a great day love! <3

You quietly enter the library, the smell of books hits your nose. It wasn't a disturbing smell rather it was a relief to the mind. You inhaled deeply as you spot a certain dark green hair at the front desk, talking to the librarian. But before you even got to wave, she had her eyes on you, a huge grin evident on her face. She ushered a gesture, signalling you to come to her, which you followed happily.

Once you were near her, you bumped her shoulder purposely with a playful smile. Maki returned a joking glare at you as she chuckled quietly before grabbing a soft hold of your wrist as she led you to where she was staying. When you got to your table, you placed your bag on the table as Maki gently pulled your chair behind you to let comfortably sit.

A red rush flowered your cheeks as you opened your mouth, "Thank you, Maki." You sit down as you pull out your notes to study a material. Maki walked around the table as she sat in front of you, doing the same.

Then, pure silence emerges between the two of you, just a serene atmosphere embracing the air. As you glide your fingers over your written keynotes in ink, you slowly shift your eyes to Maki.

There she was; her face contorted in a focused gaze as she moved her lips, muttering the different forms of words. Her bangs slightly covered some parts of her face that you couldn't deny that she looked calming to look at, especially since the orange-yellow light of the afternoon sun softly hit her skin, blending perfectly in color. She was shining in the sun, always was.

The corner of your lips curled slightly at the scene before you, and then you return your attention to the material.

After half an hour, Maki decided to take a rest from taking notes as she was about to call your name, she halted herself. There you are; arms folded on the table to act as a pillow for your head as your eyes are closed, your eyelashes fluttering your skin.

What a sleepyhead, she thought.

A small smile formed on Maki's lips as she noticed that strands of your hair were blocking your face then formed into a small frown. It looked like it was annoying you. She lets out a small puff.

She pulled her body up and reached her arm out to yours. Her hand was centimetres away from your face as she carefully brushed the hair off your face. While she brushed, her hand came in contact with your skin and upon contact, she felt an electrifying feeling erupting in her chest. It startled her, but she didn't retract her hand back.

The smile was still on her face, eyes soft. She silently watched you as she propped her elbow and placed her chin on her palm, appreciating the scene before her.

You stretched your arms as you felt some bone cracks, releasing tension. Maki followed you behind as she adjusted her shoulder bag. You narrowed your eyes before turning away. "You didn't wake me up, you bonehead." You frown.

Maki let out an entertained laugh, which made you turn your head at her and glare. The librarian shushed towards your direction. Maki slapped a hand over her mouth, but the shaking of her shoulders didn't even try to hide it. You only rolled your eyes as you walked forward, leaving her behind.

"Y/N! Wait, I am sorry, I didn't wake you up... you looked really peaceful. Just didn't want to disturb you. Come on, I'll bring your things and walk you to the dorm."

You only pouted and gave your little bag to her because you knew Maki would keep pestering you insisting that she carry your things, which eventually led you to give up. You didn't mind it at all. In fact, you love her actions.

Maki went ahead of you as she opened the entrance door, "After you." She gently says. You blush slightly and skip towards the exit, Maki following in pursuit.

While on the way to your dorm, waves of laughter and teasing were voiced out between the two of you, delving into topics that concern teachers, homeworks, and schoolmates. The both of you showed clearly the happiness you both emit when together.

Everyone knows the feelings you harbor for each other—it was actually annoying the shit out of them as they wonder when you two will finally be together. But maybe both of you were just waiting for the right time.

Each step you both make echoes through the halls as joyful voices bounce down the wall. Arms brushed against each other so slightly, yet it made you feel butterflies flutter in your stomach. It will definitely be an interaction you'll think about for how many weeks.

Once you arrived at your door, you took out your key and unlocked your door. You turn around as Maki hands you your bag, "Thank you for carrying it, you really didn't have to."

She shakes her head, giving you a playful grin, "I wanted to."

A light red tone flushes your cheeks. Then, silence suddenly bores between the both of you. Shifting bodies and fiddling fingers were the actions you were giving.

"Maki-"

"Y/N-"

A surprised expression crossed your faces before bursting into peals of laughter. It formed tears between your eyelids as you wiped them, "What were you gonna say, Maki?"

She massages her stomach to ache the laughing pain, "No, no, no, you go first."

"No, you first."

"No, you."

You gave a death glare at Maki who suddenly put her hands up in defense then let them down as she clasped her hands behind her. It is something she does when she is nervous, In fact, she is very nervous to the point she might hurl. Yet, she shakes the thought. Maki was silent for moments.

You patiently wait for her to speak up as you stare at her intently, this makes even her more sweat until she inhales deeply to prepare herself. She tries to keep eye contact with you before opening her mouth, "I was wondering if you'd like to..." She trailed off.

Yet you had the same movement, just waiting. This made Maki's palm sweat even more, "If you'd like to go on a dat-"

"I would love to." You cut her off, shocking Maki with your quick response.

She finally sets her eyes on yours, which displayed sparks of anticipation and excitement, this made her grin widely at your reaction. She tries to resist the curls on the corner of her lips. A red tone softly paints her cheeks.

"I would love to, Maki. Text me the details." You repeat as much as you want to jump around in exhilaration, you prevented from doing so. You didn't want to overwhelm Maki.

Maki decides to go back to her dorm which was actually four doors away from you as both of you forbade your goodbyes. Maki was certainly in the heads of clouds, happy with your answer. However, before she was two steps away from your door, she recalled something.

"Y/N!" Maki calls your name.

You peeked out from the door and raised an eyebrow.

Makit tilts her head slightly and opens her mouth, "What were you going to say a while ago?"

A furrow on your eyebrows formed, wondering what she was saying until it clicked. A mischievous smile formed on your mouth, your eyes squinting slightly as you placed a finger on your lips.

"Secret."

all dividers are from @/cafekitsune, thank you <33

[lacyscabinet]

My dearest homonym @theprismyyy, this is my very formal and very public apology.

I'm sorry that my fanfic made you cry *hands tissue paper*

[theprismyyy]

I'm crying because this needed to be so sad :((((

in another life

pairing(s) carl grimes x fem!reader (platonic)

synopsis carl and y/n were best friends right from the start and they would die best friends too.

warning(s) death, angst, hurt no comfort

masterlist

a/n sorry this is actually kinda sad But oopsie (to the requests IM SO SORRY i will get to them)

“i had a feeling that you’d be too clingy to let me die alone,” carl’s laugh quickly turned into a wheeze as he felt his lungs tighten in his chest.

“please, you’re the one who’s always stealing my thunder,” y/n chuckled dryly, her hand reaching out to hold carl’s. they first met on a deserted highway moments before he lost his first friend in the apocalypse: sophia. god gave him a new friend that day just to snatch the other one away.

“yeah?” carl turned his head to look over at y/n. her face had lost its usual colour and vibrancy, the change was almost startling. carl wondered how he looked for a moment, did he look worse than her? was she okay?

“mhm,” y/n hummed turning to look back at him. they were both leaning their weight against the wall behind them, far too exhausted to sit up by themselves. carl and y/n had both been bit.

“i wish we had more time,” carl sighed, his gaze falling to his lap.

“everybody wishes they had more time, carl,” y/n laughed, leaning her head back, “don’t be so cliché.”

“cliché? you even know what that means?” carl’s breath was laboured, but he wanted to postpone his death for a few minutes. y/n and him never had much time to talk anymore, why not talk during their last moments.

“yeah,” y/n rolled her eyes, “the prison didn’t exactly have the best books, so i read a dictionary like five times.”

“you’re such a liar,” carl scoffed, shaking his head.

“you are being an imbecile,” y/n laughed softly, her hand twitching in carl’s, “that means stupid person.”

“if you had kids they would’ve been so damn annoying,” carl groaned as he readjusted himself against the wall, “so annoying.”

“your kids would’ve been losers,” y/n grinned, she could almost picture what his and enid’s kids would’ve looked like, “my kids would’ve kicked your kids asses.”

“i’d beat your kids asses then.”

“i’d beat your ass then.” y/n retorted.

the girl started to cough and when she pulled her hand away from her mouth, her hand was stained with red. the reality that one of them may turn before the other hit both of them in an instant.

“if i turn-“ y/n was interrupted by carl.

“stop it.” his voice was stern, but she could hear the pain in it.

“carl…” y/n sighed, leaning her head on his shoulder, “it’s gonna be one of us.”

“let’s just talk more?” carl’s voice was weak and fragile, he almost sounded the same way he did when y/n first met him. like a little boy.

“sure,” y/n breathed out, nodding despite the action causing her to feel nauseous, “what do you wanna talk about?”

“would you have had kids?” carl asked. there wasn’t much he wanted to talk about, but it felt like there was almost too much to talk about.

“nah,” y/n’s laugh was wheezy, it burned her chest to even laugh, “i’m more of a cool aunt, don’t you think?”

“yeah, you are,” carl chuckled, nodding his head slowly.

“did you want kids?” y/n asked.

“not now, but… i think i would’ve liked to.” carl hummed after he spoke, almost like he was contemplating it. what a sad thing for a dying boy to think about the life he could’ve had.

“your kids would’ve been cool, i lied earlier,” y/n shrugged, “a dad with a cool hat ‘n eyepatch? you’re kidding me, they’d be awesome.”

“what happens when i have two kids and only one hat?” carl joked, a sad smile on his face.

“pick your favourite, i don’t know,” y/n grinned, but as she sat in silence for a few seconds her smile faded. her body felt weak to the point it ached to even exist, but she didn’t want to leave carl so soon. she didn’t want him to be alone.

“i wrote you a letter,” carl confessed, his head lowered again, “i wrote everyone letters actually, i wrote one for you too though… but i didn’t expect you to be here with me.”

“what’d it say?” carl’s heart broke at the sound of her voice. she clearly had very limited time left and it brought a tear to his eye.

“i wrote,” he sighed, his hand reaching up his hip, hovering over his gun, “what i wrote was.. i’m grateful to have grown up with you.. and that i hoped you never felt lonely again, even after i’m gone… i love you, y/n.. you’re my best friend.. i asked you to tell judith about mom, tyreese, glenn, beth and hershel…”

“hope you told someone else to do that..” y/n rasped out, chuckling slightly.

“we’ll see each other again.” carl pulled his gun out and rested it on his lap, his fingers twitching against the cool metal.

“in another life?” y/n whispered, her eyes shutting as her chest rose and fell for the last time.

“in another life.”

[tofuingho]

I reblogged this post

With a message about using AO3's filters and not trying to sanitize the website.

OP replied to me, then blocked me, but I'm a petty bitch, so this is for you, @theprismyyy!

First of all, how very fucking dare you assume my gender! I have been the owner of a fully functional female reproductive system for 33 years.

Secondly, obviously you don't know how to use Exclude to actually exclude the shit you don't want to read. I exclude vore and cannibalism from all of my searches because I don't want to see that.

Lastly, rape has been an issue since humans first began to human.

The difference is that now it's illegal and if we talk about it, then we let victims know that they're not shameful. They're not to blame. It was nothing that they did.

But I'm sure that theprismyyy would much rather the victims shut up and suffer in silence so that theprismyyy doesn't have to think about 'uncomfy things that give them the ick'.

[theprismyyy]

I need her so much 😭😭😭

[natsredbra]

you dragged yourself into this one. Model reader and guitarist nat thoughts please!!

i literally loveeee this prompt sm

so I imagine that Nat’s band got an honorable invite to a veryyy high fashion show

and she’s still not used to the fame so she’s stoked to go

and one of her bandmates tells her about all the models that’ll be there

“Y/N Y/L/N?!??” she asked him with her eyes wide as saucers

she’s absolutely blissed out when you walk down the runway, confident and beautiful

and of course, because of her special privileges she gets to meet you

and sure, you’d heard of her, even knew a couple of their songs

but with everything you heard, you didn’t expect her to be such a nice, kinda shy individual

she tells you allllll about how she thinks you’re amazing beautiful gorgeous and whatnot

compliments the shit out of your work

you keep up the conversation for pretty long, and she says that you must be starving

and yeah - you were, you had to rush after lunch to get your makeup and hair done

so she offered to take you to eat

you do agree, and as soon as you exit the building you’re met with countless flashing lights, pointing right at you

she restaurant she took you to wasn’t big or fancy, it was a rustic italian place

also told you all about how she used to eat here all the time when she first moved to the city

when you do get your pasta, it’s fucking delicious

it also didn’t hurt that this was a quiet side of town, and only a couple people recognized you

meaning you had a nice, intimate time

she insists on paying for the meal, and even takes you home

things only go uphill from there, when she messages you tomorrow already, asking about a second date

”date??” you typed out, gradually messing with her

but of course, you do agree

the second time you meet up at her place, she makes a nice dinner and makes sure to find out what your favorite kind of alcohol is

nothing much happens other then a kiss goodnight after watching a movie

however, date no. 3, your place

pretty much the same setting, but you sure do keep yourselves entertained as some horror flick played faintly in the background

her fingers aren’t only good when it comes to guitar, it seems

from then on, you take it pretty fast and fall in love like two dumb teenagers

also what I’ve said so so so many times…NASTY songs, all about you

cr to @theprismyyy for adding to it: also having your sweet moans in the tunes

the internet goes fucking wildddd, seeing as the two of you are pretty much the hottest couple ever

it reminds me sm of 070 x lily rose depp (if we ignore that meme LMAOO)

but yeah! pretty much the exact same vibe, only Nat is just as famous

setting up one a model friend of yours with one of her bandmates!!

Nat also calls you her wife ALL the time

saying in interviews “My wife is a fuckin’ model!”

overall, a very thrilling and happy relationship

(and since i gave out credits, @guryancentered thank you very much for starting this saga🫶)