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YAY GO CHECK HER AU OUT

🍡 ࿐ ໋ ݁ SWEET TOOTH — 01

SUMMARY — You and your friends have been accepted into a very well regarded school for dance, you on a full ride while you’re at it. You’re excited, but nervous for what awaits you. You have high expectations. What you don’t expect is to meet the most annoying guy ever there, and start to fall in love with him soon after.

lee felix x gen neu ! reader

genre — enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst, fluff, suggestive

status — WIP !

a/n :FIRST SMAU WOOO WOOO!! i’m so excited. by the way, taglist open! comment to be on it 💕

#⠀⠀...⠀OUR DANCERS

@ dweebs @ strays

#⠀⠀...⠀DANCE NUMBER 01

— tba…

#⠀⠀...⠀DANCE NUMBER 02

— tba…

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u live me rite … U LOVE ME RITE

no i hate u filled with hate

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pls don’t be mad at me sweetheart i didn’t mean to call u a dyke 🤍🥹

don’t say sweetheart rn. i’m ovulating

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hi my beautiful wif e best friend biggest opp my felix to my hyunjin my my my

here she goes…

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Need a girl that’ll call me sweetheart… omg what the wind is crazy lately

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anyone else getting that nervous feeling or is it just me

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moe.

LEAVE ME ALONEEEEE

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moe

get his scary ass out of here… right neow

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making out in warm lighting, we’re high, and there’s markiplier playing #need

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OMG i forgot i had an anon here 😭😭😭

anyway hi moe!! i too am trying to survive a fuckass situationship and im dying actually

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LMAOOO HI 🐚 ANONNNN!!! it’s okay I split up with mine.. she only wanted me for sex 💔💔 we in the same boat bb

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i want a gf um

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new nails tomorrowwww

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sorry that was evil moe

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i love my butch lesbian situationship!! manhandle me ho!!

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When I picture you by Chappell Roan but it’s a post crash nat fic and it’s hurt no comfort (be prepared)

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i love my gf nat scatorccio

ೃ࿔ my girlfriends’ in a band

she plays guitar while I sing lou reed

pairing 𝜗𝜚 guitarist natalie scatorccio x vocalist fem reader

warnings 𝜗𝜚 drug use, alcohol, burnout nat and reader, nsfw

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who joined a band to escape from her life at home. Mainly because her friend Kevyn invited her to do so. After all, she’s incredible on guitar.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who didn’t expect to meet you, the gorgeous vocalist. Her stomach did flips when you introduced yourself, your eyes lingering on her figure longer than normal.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who wanted to impress you so you’d give her your attention. Crazy guitar riffs, BEGGING kevyn for a “sexy guitar solo”. Anything she could do to win your praise. She jumped with joy when Kevyn finally agreed.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who put her all into that solo, she didn’t realize how much you stumbled over your words after. You thought it was hot.

𑄽𑄺 Even if you guys performed in Kevyn’s shitty garage with bad speakers and small crowds, you still had talent. Nat had talent.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who didn’t only fall in love with you because of your looks and personality, but the emotion you put into music, not to mention how killer your voice is.

𑄽𑄺 Parties after performances is normal, getting disgustingly high or drunk, passing blunts or a bong around, making cocktails and taking shots, nobody leaves walking straight.

𑄽𑄺 One night everybody was drunk enough to play spin the bottle, and finally it was your turn. You spin the empty bottle around, watching it twirl with anticipation. It stops, pointing right at Nat.

𑄽𑄺 “Well?” Nat speaks up, her raspy voice never failing to make you hot. You roll your eyes playfully and crawl over your her. What she doesn’t expect is for you to straddle her lap, your chipped, but painted nails trailing down her jaw line. She’s instantly putty in your hands. She crashes her lips onto yours, your teeth clacking together, it’s already more than just a kiss.

𑄽𑄺 Her hands are on your hips, desperately grabbing at the fabric of your jean shorts. Your fingers are lost in her fake blonde hair, you both tune out the surprised protests of the people around you.

𑄽𑄺 You break off the kiss once your lungs were stinging and begging for oxygen, Nat gasped for air. She gawked at your swollen lips, now stained with her red lipstick. You retreat back to your spot, licking your lips.

𑄽𑄺 After that night your relationship grew, especially since you both retreated to the bathroom. Your hand down her pants, fingering her. She’s never felt so good before.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who brought you home from practices in her car. You’d share a cigarette, blowing smoke into each other’s mouths at stop signs.

𑄽𑄺 Sometimes she’d park her shitty truck a block away from your street, and eat you out in the back seat. Her tongue drinking in your pussy.

𑄽𑄺 She always made sure you finished, whether it be more times than you can handle. She just loves seeing you moan due to her manipulation.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who will learn the songs you love just to play them for you. When you two have sleepovers, she’ll strum her acoustic guitar, she adores when you sing along.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who is so willing to sneak a quickie in before practice in the bathroom. Your hand covers her mouth as she whimpers, trying to muffle her. She can’t help but be noisy when you curl your fingers in just the right place.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who asks you to be her girlfriend long after you guys start sleeping together with flowers and your favorite snack bought from the local grocery store.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who knows you love her bright red bra, and wears it everytime you hand out, purposefully wearing a cut shirt so you can see its straps.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who does your makeup when you ask. You like it the way she does, thick eyeliner, a bunch of mascara. She’ll kiss you before performances if you need lipstick.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who will get on her knees before you while shredding on her guitar, looking at you with love as you sing and tangle a hand in her hair.

𑄽𑄺 You both write songs together, she looks at you with loving eyes as you hum quietly, trying to make a rhythm that makes sense.

𑄽𑄺 Duets together, harmonizing together, she’s on guitar while you two sing a mushy love song.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who’s always there when you get too drunk at after party’s. She breathes loving words into your ears while brushing your hair out of your face. Believe that she will not leave you alone, she doesn’t trust people.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who checks you out while you pick outfits, biting her guitar pick with a big smile on her face.

𑄽𑄺 Nat, who’s so thankful she met you through kevyn’s garage band. She feels so lucky to have such a wonderful girl in her life.

listening to sophie thatcher a lot lately and couldn’t get this idea out of my HEADDD it’s plaguing me..

req me!

masterlist

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I cannot. write… AHHHH HELP