#van is so gf

[vansyoungergf]

can i do your makeup ?

fem!reader x teen!van palmer

summery: reader begs van to let her do her makeup while they wait for the rain to stop. van agrees and somehow you end up on her lap… what could really happen ??? you’re just friends…right ??

warnings: shitty smut, oral (r receiving), pornwithplot

this is my first fic in almost 5 years please bear with me as this is probably not that great.. i’m aware liv is nonbinary but it slipped my mind to use they/them for vans pronouns until after i finished writing this i hope that’s okay. if it’s not i can rewrite it !!!

requests: open :)

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“pleaseeeee” you begged. giving the best puppy dog eyes you could. “i promise i won’t mess it up, just this once please”

you and van sat in your shared hut waiting for the rain to stop pouring outside. somehow your little makeup case has made it through the plane crash and the cabin fire. you never really used it only on special occasions like doomcoming and such. but by the looks of outside you would be stuck in the hut for hours and were already bored. why not beg your bestfriend to do her makeup.

you and van hadn’t always been close but after the fire, while everyone built the camp van and taissa broke up. you were the only one there for van, sparking a new friendship. from then on you were attached at the hip, where you went van followed and vise versa. somehow someway between it all you developed feelings for her. not wanting to rush her after breaking it off with taissa you said nothing and let the feelings fester within yourself while being as close to van as ever.

once the camp was finally done being built and it was time to pick roommates it wasn’t even a question. you and van would obviously room together. ending up in a hut with just the two of you was nice, you were able to stay up late if you wanted to talk and no one would care, you personally liked it a lot more the the one shared room of the cabin.

“you’re not doing my makeup, it’ll look weird over the scaring” van huffed while trying to read her book.

“please. i’ll make it look alright, your scars aren’t gonna look weird i promise !! if you want i wont even put makeup over them, ill wipe it off at the end so there’s nothing on them, i promise. please, there’s no mirror. i can’t do my own.” you were desperate at this point and yet van wouldn’t even entertain the idea

“how many times am i going to have to say no” van said, shutting her book and looking over at you

“until you say yes” you smiled.

“okay whatever, but no bright eye shadow. i don’t wanna look like a clown” she rolled her eyes, sighing in defeat.

you squealed and got your makeup box, taking a seat right in front of her and opening up your kit as she closed her eyes waiting for you to start. you tried to get a good angle but couldn’t, huffing and puffing trying to move your arm in a certain way so you could blend out her foundation and it just wasn’t working.

van peaked one eye opened as you looked at her in frustration.

“what are you doing?” she asked slightly laughing at the face you were making

“i can’t do it. i’m gonna break my arm trying to bend it to blend it out. just never mind.” you huffed beginning to put your makeup away and go back to being bored

before you could do so, you were moving. van tugged you onto her lap, straightening her legs so you would be straddling her. the air immediately left your lungs, you were friends of course, you slept next to each other everyday but you had never been this close to her before. especially in this position. looking slightly down at her you swore you could faint as she looked up at you waiting to see if you’d actually stay there.

after a minute of slight awkward hesitation, not knowing if you could fully sit down or not. you finally let yourself put your full weight on the girl beneath you, allowing the skirt you were wearing to flow over both of your legs and let yourself breath and relax. you’re just sitting in your friends lap doing her makeup. no big deal.

“comfy?” van asked once you finally settled.

you nodded your head with your lips close tight, still to scared to make a noise. maybe you were dreaming. you had to be dreaming.

you opened your makeup kit and started on her makeup. you used to do your makeup all the time back home. showing up to school everyday with a new look. you wanted to be a makeup artist when you were older. you loved soccer but you didn’t wanna be a professional like some of the other girls. you just wanted to help other girls feel pretty and express themselves.

van watching you closely as your tongue poked out of your lips a little in concentration, trying to get the makeup just right. she hadn’t a clue what you were really doing, just that you looked pretty doing it.

you were vans best friend. the only one who had really be there for her after her fallout with tai. she helped you keep your mind off of it with jokes and helping her build the huts for the camp. you stayed up late just the two of you talking about everything, what you wanted to do when you got home, what you used to do before the crash, school, girls, everything. no one had been able to understand her quite like you. she loves taissa don’t get her wrong. she would probably classify her as her FIRST love. but this was different then the connection she had with her ex. it feels almost deeper. she knew she could trust you and that you’d always have her back.

you concentrated as hard as you could but you could feel the texture of vans jeans on your bare thighs and she was looking at you so intensely it was hard to actually focus. just being in this position you could feel yourself getting turned on and didn’t know what to do.

van noticed you start to get antsy and put her hands on your hips. “are you okay?” she asked. voices laced with concern. “are you not comfortable??”

“no no i’m okay” you reassured, hoping it was convincing enough.

van didn’t believe you but chose to close her eyes and let you continue on her face. as you did you didn’t realize your hips starts to slightly move back and forth subconsciously. small enough movements that you could barley notice it at first. but van did.

van opened her eyes to look at you so you could put mascara on her. as she looked at you she could see that you’re pupils were wide and you were breathing heavier. somehow not noticing your own movement but van couldn’t handle it. a pretty girl is practically getting herself off on her thighs and she’s expecting to act normal ??

you grind down one more time, slightly harder then before and van can’t take it anymore. her grip on your waist tightens and she stops you. looking you dead in your eyes and you freeze. looking confused..

“do you really not see what you’re doing to me right now?” van asks

“what?” you answered, cheeks turning red

“look” van moves you back slightly to reveal and small wet patch left on her jeans and you wish you could explode right then and there.

you go to climb off of her but her hold on you tightens only letting you move back a little bit. you’d rather be out in the storm then in here any longer. praying to the wilderness it’ll just swallow you up whole.

“oh my god van i’m so sorry i didn’t know i was- i didn’t mean to- oh my god” you don’t even know what to say but luckily you don’t have to try to find words for long before van is pulling you back closer and brings her lips to yours.

you melt into it instantly. having been waiting for this for weeks. it’s better then you could have imagined. quickly getting more heated van starts moving your hips on her thigh again and god does it feel good.

you let out a moan long enough for her to shove her tongue into your mouth and now it’s on. you’re pulling at her shirt trying to get it off of her while she does the same to you.

“fuck baby you’re gorgeous” van says, staring at your partially naked body. of course she had seen you change in the locker rooms after practice but this was different. you get shy under her comment and go to cover yourself up but she grabs your arms and kisses you again.

van lets your arms go in favor for touching your thighs. going up and down under your skirt. just barely close enough to wear you really need her. you pull back from the kiss and whine.

“what baby? what do you need?” she asks with a smirk.

“you” you whined again

“you have me” she said cockily

not able to get the words out you grab her hand and bring it to your clothed center and look her in the eyes. silently begging.

“oh fuck” she whispers and it’s like something snaps in her.

next thing you know you’re on your back with her in between your legs. she slides your panties and skirt down your legs, tossing them somewhere to be found later. what a sight you were. seeing you laying there fully naked for her. van looks up at your face and what a mistake that was. you’re looking at her with the most needy eyes she’s ever seen and she can barely contain herself. she’s been dreaming of this for weeks and it’s about to happen.

she looks at you waiting for you to say you want this. waiting for you to let her touch you. you nod your head and she doesn’t wait a second, her hands are on you.

a finger going up and down your slit and your back immediately arches. not having had sex since before the crash and your fingers only doing so much for yourself you knew you wouldn’t last long but you didn’t care. she slowly puts a finger in watching your face for a negative reaction that never comes.

you moan out begging for more already. needing as much of her as you could take. she slides another finger in, moving back and forth slowly

“that’s it baby, you’re doing so good for me. i’ve been waiting for this” van says unable to take her eyes off of her fingers going in and out of you. almost mesmerized as her fingers get soaked more and more by you.

you’re moaning loud. not caring if the other girls hear but hoping the storm drowns you out. you can’t help it. vans fingers are bigger then yours and god does she stretch you perfectly. she starts to curl her fingers inside of you and you almost scream.

“please please please” you beg over and over again not really even knowing what you’re begging for.

“please what baby? huh? what do you need?” she says almost taunting you.

you don’t say anything just move your hips up and down with her fingers. she takes it as a hint and adds a third finger slowly. it’s a stretch but it feels so good you don’t care.

“can i taste you baby? please” van almost begs and you could cum right there just from the look of desperation on her face. like she needs to taste you or she’ll die. you nod your head and immediately her tongue is on your clit.

this time you can’t hold back the scream you let out and you grind your pussy on her face. chasing the high that you know is coming. it feels like heaven.

fingers still pumping in and out of you she pulls them out and quickly replaces them with her tongue before you can miss them. you didn’t think she could make you feel any better but she does.

“oh fuck baby, i’m gonna cum” you moan loudly. seconds later your cumming all over vans tongue and she swallows every drop. tasting like heaven.

she pulls her face back when you’ve finished, looking at you with a soaking wet face and the biggest grin you’ve ever seen.

she moves up next to you and you lay your head on her chest. both of your hearts racing.

“do you feel okay?” van asks after a few moments of silence and you nod your head against her.

“i like you.” van says, and your head shoots up to look her in the face “i’ve liked you for a while but i didn’t know if you felt the same. if this was just sex for you it’s okay. i understand that but-“

before she could finish you kiss her. it’s soft compared to the first kiss you shared. this one full of reassurance and feelings rather then lust and need.

“i like you too” you said with a slight smile after you pull away

“yeah???” she said perking up. happy to hear it wasn’t just sex

“yeah” you laid your head back on her chest and you both settled down. content in being wrapped up together lulled to sleep by the sounds of the storm and each others breathing.

[thecomfortable]

PEANUTS CHARACTERS AS TEENAGERS!

Click for better quality!

First four of the cast done!

I took the chance to design outfits for the both the original 1950s debut and the second time Charlie Brown's age was explicitly mentioned in 1979.

(This will mainly be an excuse to draw schrucy content but shh you don’t know that yet!)

[captainmartin20]

one of the best things to come out of hvl's time at lsu.

[tripthelightfandomtastic]

HEY REAL FUCKING FAST CHAT, I WAS ON B STAGE BARRICADE AND UH JOSH SAW MY SIGN ABOUT GRETA BEING WHAT BROUGHT ME AND MY GIRLFRIEND TOGETHER AND HE SAW ME, HELD HIS CHEST AND LOOKED SO TOUCHED AND BLEW ME A KISS!!!

[leolep20]

Pookie and sasquatch 💞

[ladyintree]

best thing about yj coming back soon is that I won’t have to hear the theory that tai is the one who burnt down the cabin anymore

[ofthecaravel]

On the topic of spooky season, im interested to know how each of the boys would go about carving up a Pumkin

I think you can guess who's who 🎃

The tinies wanted to join in but they aren't allowed around sharp things after The Scissors Incident so they had to make do with stickers

[anthemofgvf]

this is the funniest thing i’ve seen today

[yellowjacketslesbian]

Van Palmer: god, don’t let me lose my mind

[viiridiangreen]

we had a fucking 'blood moon' lunar eclipse *and* an earthquake the night before the Tool show btw

[vampmilf]

my dad sent me a picture from the ferryyyyy, they're on their waaaay <33333

[tripthelightfandomtastic]

[before-it-felt-like-a-sin]

Save me adult Van save me.

[cleocatrablossy]

I think it’d be really fucking funny if Gravity Falls was sorta like Ashland in that it gets theatre field trips. Or maybe stagecraft field trips, it would be a really good place to get inspiration for sets and being a lumber town might have some good opportunities to learn about building stuff. Or at least there would be more opportunities for stagecraft stuff than acting y’know. But either way Bay Area performing arts kids should get shipped up there every year of high school. Just because I think it’d be funny if one year Dipper and Mabel are going on a school field trip and suddenly they’re in Gravity Falls again but have to try and course correct their classmates from the people they know in the town. But they’re preforming arts kids so there’s no way that would work but it’d be really fucking funny. Maybe Stan heard from the twins that they’re required to see a play and write a play review by end of semester but everyone always puts it off and so has to panic watch one around the time of the trip so he tries to quickly set up a play there before they all go back to Cali. At least one kid stumbles across the bunker and the shapeshifter becomes a thing of [The Scottish Play] levels of superstition.

[userblaney]

also do antibiotics make you have superfreaky dreams

[angharxd]

right. what's all this then