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Strong Feelings | Audrey Lane x Fem Reader | fluff

Summary: You date Chocol regardless of knowing the truth. When you get dumbed, Audrey is there for you.

Word Count: 1.4k

POV: Audrey’s

A/N: HI!! I am trying to expand my horizons and write more fics not only for Bada 😅 bear with me loves!! I promise I will try to do better now that summer vaycay🥳 also, I’m introducing a pov section on my fics just so you can know who it’s telling the story… anyway! Enjoy!!!

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I grew up dancing. My mom said that I danced before I could even walk. That's just what I was born to do. There are certain things you are meant for or people that are meant for you.

For example, I was meant to be in that dance studio when I got recruited by Nick. I was meant to meet Emma, Latrice, Kirsten, and Ling. I was always meant to join Jam Republic and travel to Korea. It all felt right.

What no one told me is that when someone is not meant for you, and you want them really bad, it hurts. That's how I felt about Y/N.

Y/N was like a deep blue ocean, and the more you look at her, the deeper you sink. There is no escape from her eyes. The way her body moves captures you.

So why wasn't she meant for me if I would be pulled deeper by her every time she was around?

Her so-called girlfriend would always be around. I mean... I don't blame her. Who could possibly resist Chocol's nonchalant charisma?

I could. I only wanted one person. But... why couldn't she belong to me? Why did being close to her feel so right?

"Hey, Audrey. Ugh! I'm so tired," Y/N said as she sat next to me. 

Her sweat was gracefully adorning her face, making her features pop. 

"Hi," I replied with a soft smile.

"Practice has been killing me! How can I possibly help Wolf ' Lo dance sexy? It's so funny," she said. She told me all about practice and how she felt like making her team dance to a song like "Chili" seemed to be the biggest challenge in her career. 

Her laugh and giggles were a sweet melody to my ears, and her smile was a painting I could get lost in. 

"... but I think the girls will do well. How was your practice?" she asked. 

"It was great. You know, Kirsten has the "best leader" title. Don't tell the others I said that," I said, and she laughed. 

"Hey, I realized you and I haven't really had much time to chat lately. We should go get some drinks. I mean, if you want," she rubbed her nape. 

I blinked a few times. Was it my imagination, or was she blushing? There was no way, right? She has a girlfriend. 

"Y/N, come here for a sec," I heard a deep voice call her. Y/N left without a warning, and when I looked up, Chocol's arm was around her waist as she pulled her closer. A soft blush was painting across her face, like when she was talking to me.

 My blood boiled when I saw the mischievous smirk she sent Monika's way. 

"Is she using Y/N to get Monika jealous?" I asked as I nudged Emma's shoulder. 

"Does it bother you?" she asked. 

"Are you kidding me?" I asked. 

"Well, if it does, why don't you say something? Tell her how you feel," she said. I can always count on Emma to be blunt and straightforward with me. 

"Look, if I do, I might just make things awkward for the rest of the season. Things are already weird with Chocol and me," I sighed and paused. 

"Look, I love you, but if you don't do something, you'll keep hurting, and she might get hurt as well. Anyway, we should go." Emma said as she pointed her head towards Chocol and Y/N, who were now arguing. 

I picked up my bag and left the room before I let them get the best of me. 

-

The following weeks were the same. Y/N would be used by chocol to make Monika jealous, and they would end up arguing. I was always there to comfort Y/N, but it got ot a point where I got really upset at Y/N. 

Because after all, she was the one who decided to stay next to Chocol even after knowing that she wasn't over her ex. So, I just kept my distance. All this drama might have been feeding the media, but it just didn't sit right with me. 

Until one day, Y/N asked me for a favor. She wanted to know if I could help her with some costumes, and I agreed. I mean... sure, I was trying to keep my distance, but that didn't change the fact that I was head-over-heels for her and I would do anything to spend time with her. 

"Hey! I'm done for now. Do you want me to help?" I asked as I approached her. She gave me a small smile and nodded. 

"Oh, Emma is going to help me as well. Do you mind?" She shook her head and told us to follow her. 

"So, my idea was to make a Jersey shirt with our birth year and name in the back, but I've never done this. I also wanted to make socks to match and-" When she opened the door to her dressing room, we encountered something. 

Something we probably should have never witnessed. 

Monika and Chocol were making out with their hands all over, but all of that came to a halt when we opened the door. 

"Shit," Monika said as she sat up and wiped the lipstick away. 

Y/N's eyes filled with tears as Chocol tried to compose herself. 

"Babe, we-"

"I don't know why I was so stupid to think that we could ever work. Clearly not. I am sorry I ever got in the way of... this," she said before walking away before any tear could slip away. 

That is what I noticed after working with her for so long. She never let anyone shed a tear. Chocol stood up and tried to go after her but Emma got in the way. 

"What are you going to do? Are you going to tell her how it was a mistake and lure her back to you, or tell her you love her, but things couldn't work out? Whatever you say to her is going to hurt her even more, so just drop it," Emma said, making Chocol grip her hair in frustration. 

"Go after her," Emma said, and I thanked her before running. I looked everywhere till I found her wandering the parking lot. Her usual spot for crying. No cameras, and a nice cool breeze to clear her mind. 

"Am I welcome?" I asked softly. She sniffled and wiped her tears away. 

"Yeah! Come on," she said. She sat on the floor and patted the spot beside her. 

"How are you feeling?" I asked. She shrugged and laughed. 

"It's just so crazy, but I'll be fine. Don't you worry about me. We should really get to work on those-" She was about to get up, but I held her arm. She stopped, and I moved my body closer to her. 

"You don't have to hide from me. You can let it all out, and I'll be here for you," I gave her a smile. She looked confused, but I saw her eyes fill with tears once again. She immediately buried her face in my chest and cried. 

I cried with her. I had never heard such deep sobs from her before. Her cries made her body move up and down, and all I did was hug her tightly. I kissed her head, and after a few minutes she began to calm down. 

"Oh gosh!" she said as she moved back. She started whipping my tear-soaked shirt with a tissue. 

"Hey, it's fine," I stopped her and wiped her tears with my thumbs as I cupped my face. 

"I really do not deserve you. You have always been there for me, and all I do is run to someone who clearly doesn't want anything to do with me... Im sorry," she said, and held my hand. 

"I hate that I never really saw the gem that was next to me all the time, and if you allow me, I will make it up to you. I promise," she said, making my face heat up, but I took my shot. 

"Don't worry. I have a few ideas in mind on how you can make it up to me." I winked at her. She giggled and nudged me. 

We walked back inside hand in hand. 

-

The rest of the season, I could see her become more confident and happy, and I was happy to say I was there every step of the way. And that's how I knew, we were always meant to be. She was born for me, and I was born for her. It was all fate.

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Banal [G!P]

Summary: If Jesus had already died for her sins, would it be truly wrong for her to indulge in them?

Note: I'm just a lesbian with a breeding kink with raging catholic guilt. Also, this has been rotting in my drafts since March of last year and I just wanted to finally publish it. Probably the wrong time to post since the pope just died. Again, this is a work of fiction and does not reflect real life situations and relationships. Originally posted on ao3. CW: Smut, Church Sex, Demon Sex, Religious Guilt, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Futanari, G!P/Girl Penis, Vaginal Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Lemon. Pairing: Audrey/Bada Language: English Words: 2,491

There was a part of her that wanted to consume her whole.

Like the body of Christ placed against her tongue except, it was hot, heavy, slicked, and pulsing. She was a god walking amongst mortals, a once in a lifetime experience for a mere peasant like her, she was so blessed. Felt so blessed she might just light everything aflame and leave her religion behind, build a place of worship on her bed and in between her pale milky legs that would have a trail of red marks from her ever tight grip. Please her in every way she can, have her writhing and moaning out of pleasure with every touch and kiss that lingered against her marble like body. 

Her whole devotion to a quiescent god was immediately thrown out of the window, the moment the younger woman stood tall despite her shorter stature and beaming with unspoken confidence in front of the church that shamed her time and time again, even if she wasn't of any attendance in the first place. They shamed her for they envied her. After all, why would a woman that was beguiling beyond words, a beauty that rivaled the gods from the lows and beyond what they knew would donate such a handsome amount to their church? She was of no title, no family, no known relatives in the land she currently stood upon. In short, she was a nomad. Worse, she did not attend church at all till recently, so what was her reason? Did she plan to covet something or someone rather? What would she gain from a flimsy church that Bada devoted her youth for? 

The young woman—called Miss Lane by the residents, was dressed rather provocatively for a place like church but who's to say that she was actually inappropriately clothed? Even God did not judge and pick those who wanted to be claimed as his children and enter the gates of heaven once they pass. All eyes turned on her with every step she took with her striking red heels softly clacking against the carpeted aisle. She walked right into the aisle and took a dip as elegant as a swan before heading to one of the pews. 

The mass was starting soon and everyone was sitting at their usual places. Bada would serve along with the nuns but she wasn't one herself, she had offered herself to the convent time and time again but was refused every single time with reason being that she was too young and that her mind would change someday. Bada wanted to laugh at them in disbelief, she's already been adopted by the church. Was there anything left to prove to them? Nonetheless she respected their judgement and rejection. All the while she left feeling defeated, wanting to prove to the elders that she was more than ready to offer herself to God and the church.

She soon ate her own words, her devotion being tested as the young woman she was ushering perfidiously gazed at her. The young maiden eyed her from head to toe, not breaking eye contact as she offered a hundred dollar bill into the makeshift cloth basket Bada was handing out. She couldn't help but feel like she was a fille de joie perilously parading herself in the streets, trying to attract the attention of anyone who was interested enough to pay her for her time. Her body felt warm out of embarrassment at the thought, she was a woman and child of God and it was wrong to think of herself that way. She was raised by him though from afar but not letting her stray away from the righteous paths to his kingdom.

Her eyes widened as she finally realized how much the maiden had offered her, the rumors were true. The woman in front of her was made of wealth, she wonders if it was to make a good impression to the town she has arrived in but it doesn't seem like it, with how she was dressed and how she carried herself. One could only wonder what her real intentions were.

Weeks had passed since then and Audrey did not fail to attend mass every Sunday, always offering a huge sum of money whenever Bada was the assigned usher to her. Seems like the church has caught up to it and was using it to their advantage, not hesitating to sell one of their own as long as money came in. 

And with every offering, Audrey's tender hands would get closer to hers. A wide array of confusing feelings bloomed within her and the chaos of it kept her up at night, with her remembering the slightest grazes of their skin and the cheshire-like smile Audrey would give her every time. She wonders if it was intentional or was it simply a kind gesture for she was serving her right in front of the eyes of the Lord? Audrey gave her the attention she so desperately craved for, one that she helplessly and tirelessly tried to look for within the walls of Christianity. 

Audrey's hands were soft, unbelievably soft and smooth like they were made out of pillows but also ivory. Bada felt embarrassed as she compared it to hers, her fingers were long, daunt, jagged, and dry after years of menial work and physical labor. Audrey's fingers were quite long as well but not as long as hers… she wonders how it would feel intertwined against her own. Was it sinful to think of doing such an act with a fellow woman? It didn't mean anything immoral if she only meant friendship, right? 

Right. 

Audrey's eyes were captivating on their own, they were big, brown, and doe like but it was filled with such ferocity at times that she couldn't help but wonder just what was going on within the younger woman's pretty little head. Does she also think of Bada when sleep doesn't befall her? Does she also seek company from the Church? Just what did the young woman want for her to come back from time and time again? 

Yet here she was finding herself staring at the younger woman's legs, what a shameful act it is for a fellow woman like her especially during a Sunday mass. But… she couldn't help it as Audrey wore a pair of black stilettos and a black gingham summer dress, the red bottom of her heels as red and glossy as her lips the last time they had met. Bada gulps at the thought of what had happened the last time they had… talked. 

Audrey's skirt was lifted and her bare ass was pressed against the floral metal grills of Bada's bedroom windows, the sunlight creating a halo effect against her back. All the while Bada's mouth was stuck to hers as her long inexperienced fingers gently roamed her soaking cunt. Audrey was never the type to give herself away so easily but there was something about the woman's puppy-like demeanor that wanted her in every sense. Audrey's breath hitches as the older woman got down on her knees to lap her up, every motion almost implying how hungry she was for her and Audrey took that as an invitation to push the older woman's head further to her in between. God bless Bada's stupendously big nose for being perfectly aligned with her sensitive clit.

It didn't take a while for Audrey to moan loudly as she reached her high. Bada's chin was wet with her cum and some sick part of Audrey wanted to take advantage of it. Her left hand lingered on Bada's cheek while she lifted her chin with her right hand, the woman looking up at her still kneeling and begging for her attention like a dog.

"Stand up." Audrey demands somehow softly and Bada doesn't question one bit. She then fervently pulled Bada into an enthralling kiss once the older woman finally stood up from her earlier position. Bada groans out of pleasure with how harsh the younger woman was being. Audrey swears she could taste herself undiluted with Bada's tongue playing with hers. 

It was lewd, disgusting, impudent… but who cares? Truly? Not the father that had vanished from her estranged mother's life. Not the said mother that abandoned her in front of the Church's doors, almost leaving her infant self to die from the cold that night. Not even the Church—the only family of Bada that she held in essence, the one that basically sold the pious woman to Audrey for large donations. 

And surely not the God that had left her astray in Audrey's arms. 

If God had truly cared for her then he would not have left her downtrodden for most of her life. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, that the God she was once so sure of serving… has always turned a blind on her. Maybe she could have Audrey all to herself in this way without the fear of being struck by his lightning of judgment and anger. After all, Bada was just one of the hundred lambs that were being shepherded around and frolicked in his open field. She too was sure that in time, she'll be lost and found.

The older girl was snapped out of her thoughts as she could hear Audrey slightly giggle in her seat. She had caught Bada staring at her and she could only blush out of embarrassment before turning her attention back to her chore. The young woman only smiled at her teasingly, her cheeks high and summer kissed making her look like a doll. 

Audrey felt victorious in some way. 

She had a believer of God kneeling down for her, asking for her presence, and begging to spare her any form of her attention. She had Bada's purity blackened just by her presence. She had started to rot the older woman from the inside just as she intended right from the start. 

The devil came to town and came knocking right against Bada's closed doors.

Weeks passed and it had escalated quite quickly. With Bada finally having the courage to have proper intercourse with the younger woman. Or so they say she was. She chose to believe that Audrey wasn't, for her own sanity. Only an ungodly being would be capable of unleashing her inner demons within the prying eyes of the Church.

Perhaps it was too harsh for Bada to judge Audrey for what she was. It could be possible that she was human too… but she could see the divine within Audrey's parted legs, her cunt puffy, throbbing, and inexplicably wet—asking, no. Begging to be fucked by Bada's angry red cock.

The first time Bada had put it in the younger woman, she felt as if she was home. It was a funny thing to say, as her cock was enclosed within a cave of an eagerly pulsing wet muscle. But it truly did feel like she had found salvation within Audrey and her sickeningly sweet kisses.

Bada couldn't help but thrust further and deeper into her. Audrey's arms and legs wrapped around her impressively built back, her nails digging into her skin and leaving bloody crescent shaped wounds. Everytime she had been inside the younger girl felt like a black hole trying to suck her in with no plans of letting her go. Not that Bada ever planned on escaping anyway. She wanted to be consumed whole by Audrey and only her.

They both reached their highs and came. Raw. Always. Filling Audrey's womb with so much cum that the younger woman could only whimper as it leaked out of her already sopping wet cunt, clenching and unclenching onto nothing—desperately holding onto every drop. It had always put a sick smile on Bada's face as she watched Audrey beneath her. Sadistic tendencies rose within her head as she watched Audrey writhe in her arms. Was this the same perverted pleasure God felt for when he had to punish his own creation?

As Audrey melted into her arms, Bada always made sure to bury her nose in every bit of Audrey's skin within her reach, getting a whiff of her lovely lavender scent, and placing chaste kisses against her nape, collarbone, and even arms. There was no need for words as Audrey already knew of her silent devotion. Bada knew that she was letting greed get to her as she practically begged on her knees like a kicked puppy asking her owner for milk. And she eagerly fucked the smaller girl as if she no longer cared if she had sinned again and again.

It was no surprise that Audrey had started showing signs.

It was the seed of Bada's lust finally taking fruit in a soil that was never meant to be sodden with in the first place.

She had taken Audrey on almost every surface of the Church she had once placed her devotion in. Instead of the holy one, Bada had prayed to another altar; a biological one, one that was not explicitly written in the holy scriptures before her and left her starving for more every time they were done. But mighty is the sword that penetrates the devil's daughter. 

From the sweat that ran down Audrey's back down to her buttocks and thighs as they salaciously fucked on the creaking wooden floor of Bada's humble bedroom. Or when they would get too frisky as Audrey lingered after Church hours, mischief in her eyes as she waltzed down the space as Bada cleaned. And it almost always ending up with Bada fucking Audrey with her fingers right against the Church’s columns, the same one that holds the stoup of agua sancta.

No one had really batted an eye nor question her relationship with Audrey. They just let her be. It truly did make Bada wonder if anyone aside from her beloved, had grown to care for her or even just her wellbeing as a child of the Church. But the answer was clear. It was only herself who had locked her true desires in her own prison of righteousness. If Jesus had already died for her sins, would it be truly wrong for her to indulge in them? To enjoy the delights of life and to live free, to love whom her heart screamed out for? Was it truly wrong to fuck the sopping tight cunt of the devil's daughter? The same being that God had brought forth into this world with the expectation that His children will not stray away from his arms. That they will do good and be good. That they will not lean into the arms of temptation.

But only time will tell.

As Bada had already made her choice. She chose what her heart yearned for… acceptance and belonging.

And it was only within Audrey's embrace that she had finally revelled what she was. 

A sinner.

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Hi! ☺️ I haven’t really talked to you before but I wanted to say I really love your fics! Your writing is just sooooo awesome. Also, thank you for reblogging my Bada x Audrey fic 🤍 you’re the best!

anything for my queen audrey ✊ also, thanks! i'll actually be posting another one soon lol.

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Sweet Truth | Bada Lee g!p x Audrey Lane | Fluffy Smut

Summary: After finally finding their true feelings, Audrey has more news for her girlfriend Bada.

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: 21+ SMUT. Fingering, g!p etc.

READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED

A/N: this one is pretty long like… yk what😏 anyway!! I know this has been requested for a while and as we get closer to summer break I am crazy busy and not so busy at the same time. But I love you guys so much that I made time for this one so please show some love🥹🩷 enjoy!

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Being trapped in a plane full of people for hours was not fun. But she was especially excited about the schedule. She had two classes to teach. One in her own and one for Audrey. She couldn't believe that she would finally get to see her.

She longed to see Audrey since last summer camp, and after so many video calls to practice their dance, they would finally get to meet.

Bada couldn't deny the feelings she had for Audrey. How could anyone resist such a pretty face? She fell for her since she saw her descending from the stairs at the SWF2 studio.

-

Once she settled into her room, she made her way to the practice room area, looking for the number she was assigned. When she walked in, she found Audrey stretching.

The girl's outfit alone could make Bada go crazy. The way her shorts made her ass look and the crop top exposing the her abs. Bada could feel something... but immediately shook it off when Audrey turned to look at her.

"BADA!!" Audrey said as she stood up and ran towards the tall girl, still standing under the door frame. She soon wrapped her arms around Bada's torso.

"I missed you so much," she said as she snuggled into Bada's chest. Bada was shocked by her reaction, and all she could do was hug the younger girl back, like she wasn't just checking her out a few seconds ago.

"I missed you, too, Audrey. A year is a long time," Bada said.

"It was hard to bear without you," Audrey replied, leaving Bada shocked once more. Was Audrey really flirting with her? Or was it her delusion?

After that, the girls got to practice. Bada tried her best to control her emotions as Audrey asked about the moves, and for a moment, everything felt just right. Audrey herself wanted to show Bada how much she meant to her.

Audrey's outfit was not accidental. She wanted Bada as much as Bada wanted her. Although Audrey didn't fall for Bada as quickly as Bada fell for her, Audrey still fell hard for the tall girl.

This earned her teasing from everyone during the filming of SWF2, especially Emma, her best friend.

"We should take a break. Our first class starts in a few hours. Do you want to go and explore around?" Audrey said.

"Yes!... I mean... yeah. I'd like that very much," Bada replied.

"Great. I'll change from this and meet you in the lobby." Audrey said.

"Sure. I'll be there," and with that, both girls parted ways.

Bada fixed her hair and makeup to look more presentable. She sprayed her most intoxicating perfume and headed to the lobby of the hotel.

Audrey did the same. But this time, dressed in pink shorts and a sports bra, ready for dance class. Her hair was curly, and her makeup sparkly, making her look like a pretty doll.

As she made her way downstairs, she could see Bada looking around. She stopped to see what she was doing. She walked over to a lady selling flowers and bought a pretty one.

Audrey finally made her way to Bada, tapping her shoulder. Bada was startled but smiled nonetheless when she saw Audrey.

"Wow, you look... gorgeous." Audrey blushed at the words and thanked Bada. Bada placed the flower on Audrey's hair, and they exited the hotel.

-

They went around the market near the hotel and bought some food. They bought some souvenirs for their friends and finally they went for a walk on the beach.

The breeze felt good against their skin, cooling down a bit of the sweat. They walked in silence, too scared to say anything.

"So, how have you been? Have you been busy?" Audrey asked.

"Um... yeah. I haven't had much time for myself, but I like it, you know? Dancing is just my favorite," Bada said.

"Mh... that's a bit sad," Audrey said.

"What, that I haven't had time for myself?" Bad asked with a playful chuckle.

Audrey stood in front of her, looking up with her big, round eyes.

"That I am not your favorite..." Audrey said, leaving Bada shocked.

The wind blew the scent of the younger girl towards Bada, and it's like it all backfired. Her pefroom was sweet, and the warmth of the Vietnam summer made it smell more divine. Bada had now become intoxicated with Audrey's scent; she could barely hold back.

"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to ditch dinner and we could watch some movies together," Audrey offered. Bada came back to reality and rubbed her nape.

"I told Nick that I was going to be there, and I don't want to-"

"Oh. I get it. You have more important things to do. Sorry, I asked. I have to go now," Audrey said as she walked back to the hotel. The minute she turned, her eyes filled with tears.

Bada froze. Why the hell was she so stupid to let Audrey go like that? She had no idea, but she also didn't know how to fix it. All she knew was that she wanted to love the girl to the fullest but she had just fucked everything up.

"Shit..." she mumbled and walked back to the hotel.

-

Both Bada and Audrey were amazing dancers. So much that they managed to execute their first dance class with no problem, and they still seemed to have so much chemistry even after what happened at the beach.

"Thank you, everyone, for welcoming us here. It was a pleasure," Audre said and handed the mic to Bada.

"Yes, thank you for having us. We love coming here, and we hope to see you again soon."

Neither of the girls mentioned the other, and things started to become tense after the dance.

The day passed fast, and it was time for dinner. Bada showered and changed to head downstairs with BEBE. When she walked into the restaurant, she looked around, looking for Audrey to apologize, but... she was nowhere around.

"Hey, have you seen Audrey?" Bada asks PK.

"She said she wasn't feeling well. She's skipping dinner to sleep a bit," she answered, and Bada nodded.

She sits at the table, but he is uneasy and distracted.

"Bada, just go. We'll be okay," Tatter says. Bada smiled, mouthing her a small thank you, and she immediately left the place.

She frantically looked for the room, and once she found it, she knocked. No answer. She knocked again, but Audrey wouldn't open the door.

"Audrey, I know you're here. Please let me in." Bada said as she pressed her forehead against the door, and in a matter of seconds, Audrey was standing in front of Bada. She didn't look mad. It was more of a gloomy look. She stepped to the side to let the girl in, and they both sat on the bed.

Audrey sat there hugging her legs as he chin rested on her knees.

"Listen, I am sorry if I made you feel sad or upset. I really didn't mean to," Bada said.

"It's fine. I understand that you have priorities, and I didn't mean to get in the way..." There was a long pause before Audrey spoke again.

"The thing is, I missed you so much, and I longed to see you and hug you, and you're so nonchalant. Do I really not matter to you that much? Did you not miss me?" she asked. Her voice started to tremble and break.

At that moment, Bada wrapped her arms around the girl.

"Don't say that, please. You mean so much to me, and you are so precious that I didn't want to lose you because I couldn't get my feelings sorted out. Look at me..." Bada listed her face softly, and the watery eyes met hers.

"I could not be more sure of what I'm gonna tell you right now, and I want you to remember it. I love you, Audrey. I can't keep masking my feelings and hurting you like this. I love you so much it's killing me," Bada said.

Audrey couldn't help but kiss her. They shared a passionate kiss until they were both running out of air.

Bada then let her emotions guide her moves, helping Audrey lie down on the soft bed. They shared kiss after kiss until Bada's hand began to travel from Audrey's stomach to her breast.

Audrey let out a soft moan and bit her lip.

"Are you okay with this?" Bada asked.

"Yes. Please, Bada," Audrey replied as she pulled the girl into another kiss.

Bada did not waste any more time and took the girl's top off. Audrey's breasts were now exposed to Bada. She took one and latched onto it, softly nibbling. This caused Adrey to whimper and moan softly. Bada liked it.

She loved having Audrey under her and being the only one who had this effect on her. So she used her free hand and went inside her shorts. Audrey was too lost in the moment to say anything.

Her head was thrown back, and her face was flushed. Her eyes were closed as soft moans continued to escape her lips.

"Look at me," Bada said, but Audrey was too shy to look at her.

"Look at me, Baby," Bada said again. Audrey opened her eyes and made eye contact with Bada.

"My perfect girl. You are so beautiful," Bada said as her hand slid all the way insde her panties to softly rub of Audrey's clit. She let out a breathy moan as Bada played with her sensitive bud, teasing her. Enjoying the view.

"You're so wet, my love. Had you been waiting for this for a long time?" Bada asked as she brought the fingers to her mouth and slowly licked them.

"I have, so please don't tease me," Audrey said. Bada threw her head back in excitement.

"Fuck, you're so hot," She said as she undid her pants. Her bulging hard member peeked through her boxers, making Audrey even wetter and more excited than before. Bada slowly removed the girl's remaining clothes and positioned herself between her legs.

"I'll be gentle. I'll take good care of you," she said, and with that, she slid her member inside of Audrey's wet core. Bada groaned in pleasure, and Audrey gripped the sheets. She began to thrust slowly and carefully, but with each thrust, her desire to fill up her now girlfriend grew.

"More, Bada... please," Audrey moaned as she sat up and hugged Bada.

Bada fille her up before taking hold of her hips and guiding them. Audrey moved her hips to the rhythm of Bada's thrusts. Loud moans and grunts could be heard in the room as Audrey bounced on Bada's long member, sending waves of pleasure to her entire body.

"Fuck. I'm close... mmh" Audrey said as he locked eyes with Bada. Bada kissed her passionately, never stopping or slowing down until...

"Ah!" A loud moan rippled, and Bada grunted. She felt herself release her seeds inside Audrey as they both came.

They couldn't move. They were too tired to do anything due to their actions, so the moment they lay on the bed, they fell asleep in each other's embrace.

-

The whole night was filled with kisses and hugs when one of the girls would casually wake up or move around.

Soon enough, it was time to part ways, and they both had a hard time separating. It was a tough choice to make, but they promised to keep in touch every day.

And they did, until an opportunity came for Audrey to travel to Korea for a dance class. Both girls were beyond excited, and Audrey got ready to travel.

As a dancer, she always kept track of her period, and the day she expected it did not arrive. She was late by a day, then a week, then a month. Two months went by, and she felt more nauseous after class and sometimes even dizzy and tired.

"No... it can't be..." she said as she leaned against the glass and covered her mouth.

"What is it?" Her friend asked.

"Um... I really have to go. It's urgent," Audrey said as she ran out of the studio. She stopped by a drug store and bought 3 pregnancy tests.

Three positive answers. She paced the room like crazy, gripping her hair. How could she let this happen? Bada wasn't even there to comfort her or decide what to do.

Her eyes watered, and she looked at the calendar. Her mind had been in such a haze that she forgot about her trip to Korea. It was the following day. She had thankfully prepared her luggage in advance, so she got ready for bed. 

-

The flight was tiring for her, and she couldn't stop worrying about the situation. Finally, it was time to see Bada. They had planned a small date before any class, but Audrey asked Bada to just hang out at her house, and Bada agreed. 

Audrey took a cab to Bada's house. She hesitated on ringing the bell, scared on what her girlfriends reaction be, but regardless, she did it. Bada opened the door with a big smile and pulled Audrey into her warm embrace.  

That seemed to have calmed Audrey a bit, and they walked into the house. 

"Look, baby. I bought snacks and we can watch your favorite movie. You can sleep here and don't worry about the jet lag. I will make sure you get the rest you need," Bada said as she showed Audrey the wide variety of fruit and snacks she had made, neatly arranged into platters. 

"Bada, we need to talk," Audrey said as she pulled the tall girl's arm. Bada's face turned into pure worry. 

"What's wrong?" Bada asked as she held Audrey's arms softly. 

"I... I don't know how to say this. I know we are young, and maybe you'll hate me after this. Don't say anything until I finish telling you all of this, okay?" Bada simply nodded and looked at Audrey with big doe eyes, biting her lips in nervousness. 

"I am... pregnant. And you are the only one I've slept with. I guess that one time we were a bit irresponsible, and this happened. I also have made the decision to keep the baby, and I understand if you want to cut me off, and I honestly don't-" Bada was listening to her, and as soon as she heard the words pregnant, everything else vanished. 

A baby? A baby with the love of her life? Nothing could be more perfect than that. 

Bads interrupted her rant with a sweet kiss. They both were lost in the feeling until Bada broke the kiss. Her eyes filled with happy tears, smiling down at Audrey. 

"How could I possibly hate you for giving me such great news, baby? I love you so much, and I will love you forever. This baby, our baby, is my little bundle of joy, and I want nothing more than to be with you every step of the way, okay?" 

Audrey felt a wave of relief wash over her body. She knew now that Bada was her safe space, and that she would always be there for her. 

She knew that they would raise the baby, or babies, with so much love and care. She would always love Bada, and Bada would always love every bit of her.

-

Thank you for reading!🩵🩷

[devouringdevoutly]

something cried down there...

Hii can I also req a bully bada smut??😫 🙏 I love ur works!!

From Time

cw: general bullying, characters in the grey area, dubious consent wise (power difference) girl cock, umm squirting

an: sure thx 4 the rq this is short and sweet hopefully

The loud sound of lockers slamming pressed mind numbingly against your ears. The chatter from other students became muddled against every other noise in the vicinity. The sound of someone’s shoes squeaking, a backpack unzipping, a teacher yelling to tell off a student running down the hall.

Everything combined made an already hostile day ten times worse. You could feel your brain slowly draining itself of personality, of you. Water dripped from your hair and stained the sleeves of your clothes but nobody noticed. Nobody ever had. The skin around your wrists was inflamed and the length of your skirt covered the mass-ly blue bruises that seemed to be permanently etched into your skin. Everything was blurry, and only one thing remained on your mind in a constant.

Bada Lee.

Ever since grade school she had made it her personal mission to plaster her personal vendetta against you across her whole being. It started out petty, a few sarcastic comments that only the petulant mind of an eight year old could come up with. Stealing your things, holding them above your head.

By middle school it had shifted, but only slightly. A few shoulder checks in the hallway, a little academic intimidation, rumors. Oh the rumors.

By high school it had gotten more physical. It seemed her hate for you only grew, shoving you into lockers, punching your stomach until you were gasping for air behind the school and like today—holding you down while she poured water over your face on a constant. You didn’t know why she did it, you steered clear of her and yet it’s like that wasn’t enough. Like you had burrowed a section out in her brain and now she blames you specifically for that. It’s your fault that she can’t stop thinking about hurting you.

The reality is she made your life a living hell and sometimes you wondered if that’s all it would be. You’d never even been friends with the girl and yet she destroyed your concept of friendships. Anyone you’d gotten close to she easily consumed from you as well. It was easy for her, she was charming and stunning to everyone else. A guiding light. A campus crush that you touch yourself after hours to. Not that you would.

You pull your arms around yourself, attempting to fall inside yourself and avoid the curious eyes drifting your way as you make your way to class. It hardly works, it’s all you can think about as you push your way through what feels like an endless sea of people.

So suddenly you feel a hand wrap around your wrist. That hand tugs, hard on your arm and suddenly you’re being pulled through the stuffy hall; your guiding light expertly weaving through the bustle of your peers.

You don’t have to look up, you know that grip. Felt it many times. Your heart dies a little in your chest at the thought. Just this morning, Bada had grabbed you by the back of your head and told you to sit; wait.

You did, obediently, shaking in fearful anticipation as she came up behind you. You could feel her presence—looming over you before an intense feeling of cold and wet washed over you. You could’ve sworn you felt your body go into shock.

The sound of Bada laughing cruelly behind you filled your ears and you slipped trying to stand up, your body suddenly shaking violently as the cold morning air hit your wet frame. All Bada offered you was, “You looked hot.” Before she turned on her heel and walked the other way.

You thought that would’ve been the end of it today and you were clearly a fool. She tugged you to the far end of the school, the crowd having dissipated into a few stragglers until there was no one around at all.

“Bada.”

You tried, wincing as the grip only tightened on your arm. She pulled you into an empty classroom, slamming the door behind her. The action made her grip on your wrist loosen and you pulled it away into your own chest, rubbing the skin there with your other hand.

“Bada..” You’re searching for words but nothing seems to stick and she’s looking at you with nothing short of hatred in her eyes. It makes you feel small. She takes a step forward, and you take a step back.

“Did you think I was done?” She raises her eyebrow, expectant of an answer and you turn your head, finding the floor beside you to be all the more interesting. A mistake. Her hand finds itself under your chin easily, pushing it up to look at her. “You know it’s disrespectful to turn away from someone.” Her eyes trail away and the quiet anger is written all over her face. You’ve been here before. You know everything about Bada, and she knows everything about you.

“Sit on that desk.” She juts her chin towards it, letting go of yours and you start to shake your head. “Not h-“ the loud sound of a slap reverberates off the walls and you blink in registry. Red is creeping onto your face from where the sting of her slap imprinted itself on you. You lack shock at her doing it, but rather at how quickly it had happened. “I’m not asking again.” And damn, if that isn’t a threat.

You nod, more to yourself than to her and make your way towards the desk she had pointed out to you, letting your thighs touch the base of it before lifting yourself to sit atop it, feet dangling.

She smiles, a rare occurrence, as she walks towards you. “See? Was that so hard, hm?” She pushes your hair back from your shoulders and slides her hand down suggestively from your neck down to the first button on your blouse. Her fingers are tender, such a contrast to her personality as she unbuttons your top, pulls it down your shoulders. Her grin is toothy, big lips pulled open predatorily as she leans in, leaves a kiss against your shoulder once, before bringing a trail up your neck and to the base of your ear.

You inhale deeply at her actions, eyes closing as you feel a familiar throb make itself known between your legs. Legs that she seems to take an interest in suddenly. Her hands rub over your thighs, rubbing her thumbs into your taut skin there which garners a groan from you. She seems to like that, chuckling breathily to herself before spreading your legs further apart. Embarrassment seeps in and you glance at the door. Locked or not, anyone could walk by.

You feel her breath fan against your neck before she puts her lips to your ear, “You gonna just take it today?” She bites her lip, a hand snaking down your front and ghosting over your core. “Or have I not stretched you enough these days?” And despite the inaccuracy she’s suggesting about the female anatomy; you meet her eyes, they’re gleaming with something only she understands. A look only she knows, something glassy and wide eyed. Beggar.

“Oh…” She smiles, biting back a laugh as she takes it in, “Filthy.” Is what she offers as you two come to some sort of silent understanding.

Then she’s pulling your skirt up, looping her fingers down your panties and pulling them down; but not all the way. No, she wouldn’t bother with that. It all happens so quickly, barely any time passes before she’s pulling herself out of her trousers, precum dripping from her tip.

Her teeth bite at the inside of her cheek as she lines herself up. If she were decent she might ask if you were ready, give you some kind of warning. But she isn’t, so she doesn’t. Just pushes the tip inside, her eyes locking with yours as she does. She watches as your mouth falls open, holding the eye contact as your face quivers with the pain.

She keeps pushing in, forcing her way inside your walls as they try to keep up, relaxing despite the pain. It feels like you’re being torn open, her size massive to the unprepared state you’re in. She’s still holding your gaze as your eyes tear up, a broken moan slipping from your lips. “Bada.” You whine and she smiles, “Shhh.” Is what she offers.

Your arms fly up to wrap around her shoulders as she bottoms out, your eyes forcing themselves closed and a shudder wracking through your body while you try to adjust. She’s no help though, wasting no time before she pulls out to the hilt and slams herself inside again. Which in turn, causes you to scream out, legs flailing on either side of her with the force of it. You bite around her shoulder, trying to quiet yourself as your field of vision becomes slick with tears.

Bada sets out on a pace, finding it quickly. And it’s not kind, her hips fucking against you at a dangerous pace. You stretch around her with each thrust, your body bouncing against the table while you try to hold onto her shoulders for dear life. “Look at you taking it. Speechless?” She mocks, her words breathy as you clench around her and whine in response.

“Can always count on you. My little slut.” Her hands slide down to hold your waist and you cry out, a tear sliding down your face as she pushes you away from her shoulders, sends you back to lay against the desk.

She lifts your hips off the desk, angling her hips upwards before fucking inside of you with a new fervor, fucking into you like you’re a flashlight. “My little toy. Look at you. Can barely handle it yet you’re moaning for more.” And she’s right, your hands are clenched into fists while your mouth hangs agape, moaning loudly, any thoughts of anyone walking having become uncared for by you. Bada’s name falls from your lips endlessly and your body goes stiff.

“Please.” Is what you offer, “Please please please.” Your back arches even further off the desk and she pulls you further onto her, the sound of your skin against each other filling the space. You can’t help but groan, tears sliding down your face as she speeds up. “There you go baby, that’s it.”

“Taking it so well I knew you could.”

You whine at the praise and shake your head, “I can’t…I can’t..” you can barely think, your hand coming up to try and push Bada’s hands off your hips and that well, she doesn’t like that at all.

Suddenly, her hand is around your throat and her face comes back into your field of view as she fucks inside of you at a new pace. “You can.” She says and you shake your head again, sniffling in between your stolen moans, “You can.” She says again, her voice raspy and darker than it was moments before, her hips snapping up against you.

You can barely breathe, your hand coming up to hold where she has your neck in her grip, “Wait..” you whine out but she doesn’t, barely even slows down before you’re coming all over her cock, a scream falling from your lips. Your hips shake and splutter around her and your head falls back as far as it can, your whole vision goes dark for a moment and you register her letting you go when your back hits the desk again.

It’s quiet, and you can feel her shallowly fucking inside you still, her eyes staring directly down at where you’re swallowing her up. You’re dazed, and a little confused as you try to blink up at her. Your tongue feels like lead in your mouth and you’re unable to speak so she does it for you. That grin still plays on her lips when she meets your gaze again,

“You fucking squirted.”

[devouringdevoutly]

she's so beautiful... i am not worthy of laying my eyes upon her. i should kill myself.

[devouringdevoutly]

Dolus Dulcissimus [G!P]

Summary: She and Bada may not meet eye to eye but their nether regions surely did meet more than that.

Note: No proper backstory for this one because I just really wanted to write smut. Is this my version of your parents selling you off to One Direction in 2015? Maybe. Again, this is a work of fiction and does not reflect real life situations and relationships. Cross posted on ao3. CW: Arranged/Forced Marriage, Obsession, Possessive Behavior, Possibly Unrequited Love, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Hate Sex, Smut, Futanari, G!P/Girl Penis, Belly Bulge, Breeding, Creampie, Unprotected Sex, Light Angst, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Lemon, Implied/Referenced Dubious Consent, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat Pairing: Audrey/Bada Language: English Words: 2,678

If someone were to ask Audrey two years ago of what she would've accomplished by now, she would've naively replied with being a professional dancer.

A dancer that almost everyone looked at with respect, fear, and awe as she executed moves that only she could do. 

And sure, it was something she had accomplished within those two years but it also came with a price. 

A price named Bada Lee.

Audrey never saw herself settling down at such a young age, much less getting married to someone like Bada. A renown dancer with impressive skills of her own and Audrey did respect her then prospective wife-to-be. But she was immediately met with the cold hard truth of how overbearing the older woman was behind closed doors, only to find out that it was too late to back out by then. Her family had already promised her to Bada's and she could only desperately try to ruin her image in her now wife's eyes. 

Audrey didn't understand why she had to marry in the first place, why should she marry first in order to secure their legacy and her inheritance? It was such a barbaric custom to even adhere to in the modern world. She was never the prim and proper type of the bunch, always breaking rules and a few Chinas here and there as a child. She was a naughty child that couldn't be kept away from the calls of trouble and was always up to something in their family's compound. Sure, her family had come from money but it wasn't that much to secure in the first place. They lived comfortably enough to pursue their own dreams and build a family without having to marry someone of a higher status to secure their wealth. 

When she was first introduced to Bada, she then clearly understood why her family wanted to marry her off so suddenly. Bada came from a family of more than enough wealth that she could practically buy Audrey if she wanted to. But still… to find out that her family was almost entirely indebted to Bada's, was a different kind of betrayal. 

They had led Audrey to believe that she could afford to pursue her dreams without any restraints only to be met with the unforeseen debts of their businesses. To be able to pursue her dream and the rest of her cousins', her grandparents chose her to be their sacrificial lamb. Justifying it by reasoning that Audrey was the one closest in age and as Bada was also the youngest of her family it was only fitting that Audrey was to be married off to her. 

And so, the then twenty one year old could only agree upon the proposal the first time they had met.

She didn't want to burden her family nor herself. And if using Bada was her way to achieve her dreams then so be it.

But she didn't know that it would've cost her freedom then.

Audrey was then harshly pulled out of her thoughts as quickly as it engulfed her in its depths earlier. 

Bada was saying something to her, she could hear the anguish in Bada's voice yet she couldn't form a coherent thought to even understand the older woman's words with her fucked out state of mind. It was too much, she was practically enclosed with Bada's body hovering her, Bada's sex induced musky scent ravaging her nose, her wrists pinned against the mattress as Bada eagerly fucked her aching cunt. It was just all too much for her already overwhelmed senses. 

Maybe it was a mistake to have abruptly kissed the older woman in an attempt to shut her up as they were in the middle of an argument an hour ago. But the devil on her shoulder had whispered into her ear… of how plump and dry Bada's lips were that she just wanted to wet and kiss them until they bleed. 

"I love you..." Bada confesses in between thrusts. It was at an odd timing but the ache within her was worse than a dull knife sawing back and forth. The perdued gash in her heart now gaping and bleeding excessively once again, it was getting hard to keep at bay. Felt like she just might die in her arms and in between her goddess's legs with how overwhelmed she was with their situation.

"And you… you love me." The older of the two says with so much conviction, that Audrey might just start believing it herself. 

"This is what you want, Audrey. I want this… and you want this too, right?" Bada asks in a tone that's akin to pleading this time. She didn't care if she sounded desperate for the younger woman's admittance. Not when she was mercilessly ramming into that tight sopping pussy of hers.

"Nghhh… Fuck… A-ah… I don't…" Audrey tries to defy Bada's words in between her moans but her scorned wife's relentless thrusts were hindering her to speak coherently. And so all she could do was helplessly pant and moan, basically writhing under Bada's doing. Her face contorted in a way that only a woman who had reached heaven and the above could be able to do so. 

And perhaps Bada did just bring her the heaven that she so desperately sought after in the arms of others that isn't her wife's. And the realization only left a bitter taste in her pretty mouth. She didn't want this, she didn't want Bada in her bed fucking her so ruthlessly; they slept in different rooms for a reason. But her stupid cunt had a mind of its own and said otherwise. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second and each thrust making her want to claw Bada's back even more if the older woman’s hands just weren't restricting her to do so.

Maybe Bada's grandmother was right after all. The old woman, the current matriarch of the Lee clan, had read her deceivingly angelic face so easily. It was a simple glance but she had read her with frightening accuracy when they had met during the first day of her and Bada's formal engagement. The old woman had said it to her almost accusingly, she felt like she was a witch about to be hung then. Unable to deflect the stones of accusations that were thrown at her and she was forced to face right then and there. Maybe she was in fact a capricious girl that only stubbornly pursued the things she couldn't have, solely because she knew that it was an act of defiance against fate itself. 

"You don't what?" Bada asks in between her impetuous thrusts, her hips had a mind of its own at this point.

"You don't love me Audrey? Is that what you're saying? But you sure do love clenching on this cock though?" Bada taunts her wife, clearly trying to be a menace. Purposely trying to get under the skin of the woman under her who was basically devouring her hardened cock. And sure as she was, Audrey clenched tightly around her belittling divulgence. Bada doesn't want to hear anymore of the younger's rejection for her affinity towards her. She had been nothing but caring and nice towards her during their three month engagement and two years of one sided marriage. And for once she wanted to be truly selfish and show Audrey what she was truly made out of—greed, lust, and an insatiable hunger for her wife.

She then lets go of Audrey's now lightly bruised wrists and lifted Audrey's back a bit, supporting her upper body as she fucked into her relentlessly while making sure that Audrey sees how her own cunt feasted on Bada's impressively girthy cock. Her bodily fluids slicked up Bada's veiny rod with how much she was producing. The cock fucking her stupidly in question, was now slathered with a cream like white sticky fluid that was eventually formed with every hurried thrust that the older woman made. Her perky breasts littered with hickeys, jouncing with every wave of Bada's unabating plunge inside of her warm engulfing heat. 

It should be a disgusting scene to even lay her eyes upon but she indulges the site as her wife's cock vividly bulges against the skin of her belly. Bada's cock has basically impaled her, her feet hilted onto the mattress and making sure she propelled her throbbing cock into Audrey's now loose cunt sucking her in without fail. She was practically kissing Audrey's womb with her tip and Audrey could only whine and moan out of euphoria.

She and Bada may not meet eye to eye but their nether regions surely did meet more than that.

Was it truly selfish of her if she wanted to inflict the same pain Audrey had caused her for once? Was it truly cruel of her if she wanted to feel the tight heat of her cunt and savor her warm embrace for a moment at least? Bada thinks to herself as she continues fuck Audrey dumb. 

Bada didn't want to succumb into the angst of it all but she couldn't help it. She couldn't make Audrey fall for her no matter how hard she tried. Was she lacking? Did she do something wrong? Does Audrey hold a grudge against her for her unknown wrongdoing?  

She wanted to yearn for her for far longer, she wanted to take her time, she wanted Audrey to fall for her on her own terms, but all that she had planned were simply thrown out of the window as soon as Audrey's tight wet cunt swallowed her wholly without any resistance earlier. As they had done it sporadically, whenever Audrey drunkenly wanted to release some tension off her tiny body after a long day of dancing. It was never for Bada's taking, it was always Audrey's and Bada happily pleased her like a dog with a bone. 

Truthfully, Bada wanted to kill herself whenever she saw Audrey be happy with another's company that isn't her's. She wanted the ground to devour her whole, whenever Audrey spared another lad or lass with her infectious laughter and smile. She wanted to rip them off the soil that they so confidently stood at, with any makeshift tool for violence she could hold onto at that moment. No one deserved Audrey's sickeningly sweet smile, melodious laughter, nor even her mere mesmerizing gaze. Not even Bada who was her own wife.

She knew that their arrangement wasn't a savory one, it never was but did Audrey really hate her that much? 

She wanted this to be a punishment of some sort. A warning even. Of how she was capable of being as callous and cruel as Audrey was… but it felt like she was the one getting played instead. 

The sound of their skins stridently slapping against each other, and the younger woman's wanton moans and whines just felt more like a sound of victory to her. 

And it made her face the debauched truth, that she still would be on her knees even if the curly haired beauty in front of her did not like her in one bit. She was a slave to her and her desires, a mere porcelain doll to show off to whoever visits them that is. Just like what she had claimed the older woman to be on the first night of their marriage.

And she wholeheartedly accepted it this time. That she was Audrey's marionette and that she'll gladly be manipulated by her time and time again. A simple glance, a simple touch, a simple word of acknowledgement, a simple invitation to her bed, and everything that Audrey had to offer to her even if it was to make her drink her spit,  blood, and cum… Bada made sure that she was at Audrey's beck and call. Audrey held her strings and she gladly danced along with every motion the younger woman did, it was a silent tango of their own. One that she only knew about.

Bada's movements became hard and hurried, slowly losing the rhythm that she had managed to attain a few moments ago. Desperately trying to reach her climax to the point that it made Audrey reach hers, her eyes almost rolling to the back of her beautiful head and her arms flaccidly hanging on Bada's neck as she did. 

Soon enough, Audrey was met with a warm fluid nearly filling her insides full. Bada came so much that she swears she could physically feel her belly be distended. Courtesy of Bada's cock brutishly fucking her insides to habituate her with the profuse amount of seed she had lodged inside of Audrey's canal. Essentially marking her as hers not just from the outside with her graphically bruised and hickeyed skin that one would think a hyena attacked her, but on the inside as well. The younger woman could only instinctively lock her leg around Bada's hips, keeping her wife's cum from dripping entirely onto the already dampened sheets of her coquettishly furnished pink bed. 

She wanted to forget it all, shame and embarrassment permeated throughout her whole body but Bada was the type to not let her evade her so easily. She had expected for them to not even last a few months with her harsh treatment towards the older woman. Yet, here they were, two years into a marriage she never fully agreed upon on, even in its earlier stages of their arrangement. 

Their marriage was a testament to Bada's unyielding desire and devotion to her. And she could only hope that the fire in Bada's heart would soon wane out but to her dismay, it had not. At least not in the two years and three months they've been forcibly paired together.

Audrey could only aimlessly look at the woman on top of her as exhaustion dawns at her. Bada had always held this sort of insanity in the gleam of her eyes. Perhaps it was the sharp look of her already fox-like eyes, her eyebrows furrowed, and jaw clenched harshly whenever she was staring at her too intently. Almost threatening to consume Audrey whole if she could. Her piercing gaze sent off alarming signals, but it was honestly more of a chill that crept up and sent a shiver down to the spine of whomever it was Audrey was talking to. 

Before her pretty mouth could even say anything else. Bada's lips had already been pressed against hers, capturing her in another shape, way, and form. Audrey slumps even further with Bada's lips consuming her, always failing to get away from the older woman's captivity. If Bada truly had her way, then she wouldn't be too surprised if she just decides to hold her hostage one day. Have her tied and restricted to her bed, only to be let out whenever she sees fit. To be bred to the point that Audrey is physically unable to close her legs and clench her cunt, only for it to be left quivering and gaping in thin air. That… she silently fears one day and only hardens her resolve to never fall for the older woman's vulnerability to her.

But Audrey no longer defies when her wife slips her tongue in between her soft slobbered lips. Audrey was too tired to fight back and to assert her dominance in between their ragged breaths. And so she lets Bada take her this time as she sloppily fucks the copious amount of cum she had spilled inside of Audrey's cunt over and over again. Audrey could only feel a mix of her and Bada's cum run down in between her ass, down to the pink floral sheets of her already soiled bed. 

When all is said and done then they will talk but for now… Audrey lays helplessly limp on her bed as Bada greedily seizes hold of her body and mind.  Her wife chanting praises of some sort, almost like a requiem to her now spent and marked body reeking nothing but of sex. 

[devouringdevoutly]

Yeah the reader is a contestant on the show, bada is bullying them. when they battle it’s like bs and redys no respect battle. It could be like yn is the newest member of her group and they just met through the show and b feels attracted to yn, so she’s bullying yn a LOT, and she’s extra harsh when it’s time to choreograph because she feels attracted to you. … just bada being a bully toward yn and then leads into smut

Or bada and y/n are on different teams but since the no respect battle, bada bullies y/n!

hello, love! i know that this is a very late response but i just want to come back here and answer this candidly... and that is i'm not really that interested in writing bully bada just yet. but do HOLD YOUR HORSES, i know you're probably closing this reply as soon as you see this. so i won't be promising anything soon (at least).

but i highly recommend rotten-dogs's work on ao3 and here on tumblr as well, as they characterize bada in their fics in a very similar manner as you guys' requests in my inbox. my personal favorite from what she has published so far is "rotten dog", "you're my religion", and "orange, stain me red." (duh, it's a badrey fic of course i'm mentioning it here). also her writing style? just MWAH! chef's kiss as we used to say back in 2019. she's my modern day shakespeare.

however, when i do get an inspo and the time then maybe i'll post something short like a drabble or something along those lines. just send me a prompt and i'll see what i can whip up in a haste. :) i am quite literally BEGGING jam republic fans to send me prompts especially audrey at this point. they're my fave not bada (sadly, i'm probably missing out with the amount of content she produces lol).

i honestly prefer writing bada as a loser and as a sub-top haha. she's a very big dumb puppy in my eyes, so i do like her being a softie in my writing to the point she's practically begging, crying, whimpering and on her knees just so she could fuck the reader with her stupidly big untouched hard g0ck.

but then again, if you have any other requests, prompts, or questions then don't be embarrassed to send anything my way as i'll try to get back to you as soon as i can. and if i'm being honest, i really do enjoy replying back it's just that life has been pretty hectic as of lately and i'm quite sure that everybody knows this already, but writing is quite hard. but i will let you know that as of now i'm juggling writing 2 WIPs and other stuff, i'm just not too sure when i would be able to finish them.

but here's how i write bada in my other drafts other than what i've posted here so far:

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don't you just love the smell of homosexuality, catholic guilt, and the fear of commitment?

I’m not completely robbed of my writing skills… I’m trying… Bada nation save meeeee

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so lovely my Kirsten

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girlfriend kirsten...

Only You | Kirsten Dodgen x Fem Reader | 21+

Summary: your untouchable best friend has feeling for you and you have no idea until she takes a risk.

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: VERY explicit scenes. SMUT 21+ mutual fingering, edging, came untouched, etc. MDNI

READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED

A/N: some thing for my Kirsten stans 😉🤭 hope you like it🩷

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Kirsten Dodgen. The name itself seemed untouchable for many. She was the definition of perfection. She was kind, gentle, talented, and more than that, she was absolutely beautiful. Everyone wanted to be her or be with her no matter the gender.

When she danced, she made so many scream her name. She caught everyone's eye. So while everyone desired to catch a glimpse of her, you had no idea how you managed to be so close to her.

She had you wrapped around her finger. She took you wherever she went and you were always there for her. You questioned this every day. You were the opposite of what she was.

You were cold, quiet, and some would say you came off as a bitch. You never tried to enhance your features and you would always hear people chatter about how you looked.

They would say you looked not taken care of. They said you were lazy and not confident at all. But you didn't care. You never cared.

All you cared about was Kirsten. The way she moved her body and the way she would look at you drove you crazy and blurred out the voices around you. Too bad she only saw you as her best friend.

So that was always in your mind.

How the hell did this amazing woman become your best friend?

"Y/N! Are you mad at me again?" She said as she shook your shoulders knocking you back into your senses.

"What?" You said as you tried to look at her. Seconds ago she was in the center of the dance studio teaching away and now she was sitting right next to you.

"I told you I was sorry. I didn't mean to get my pink lip stain on your favorite shirt. I was wearing it and it just spilled. I'll buy you a new one," she said as she rested her head on your shoulder.

"Oh, um... no. I'm not mad anymore. That shirt looked better on you than me. Are you done with class?" You asked.

"Yeah. Did you want to eat something?" She said.

"Yes. I wanted to get some food before I take you back home. Are you ready?" You asked as you stood up offering your hand. She took it and you began to walk out of the building. Your arms linked together and the usual chatter started again.

The chatter about your image, Kirsten's beauty, etc. you lowered your head and let go of her arm. She looked at you in confusion and looked around. It's not that she didn't notice how people talked about you. It's just that she never mentioned it to not make you uncomfortable but she was tired of it.

"Listen, I know it's hard to ignore them but look at me," she said as she pulled a strand of hair behind your ear.

"You're beautiful in my eyes. Whatever they say shouldn't matter, okay?" She said as she cupped your cheek with her hand. You nodded with a small smile. That's all you need. Sweet words from her were all you needed to forget all the bad things.

Everyone around you fell silent and she dragged you out of the studio. You both got inside your car. You drove to a fast food place and got some burgers and fries to munch on before getting ready for the next day. You began to make your way to Kirsten's house when she spoke up.

"Actually... my apartment is being remodeled and painted. Brian is staying somewhere else as well. Can I sleep over at your place? I hate the paint smell," she said. You bit your lip in thought.

This would be the third time she would sleep over in a row and you didn't mind but every time she would walk around in nothing but your oversized shirts and underwear driving you crazy.

"You're thinking about this too much. Just drop me off at Emma's place," she said as she looked out of the window.

"I'm sorry. I'm just... It hasn't been a good day today. You can sleep over my place," you said immediately painting a smile on her face.

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After eating, she decided to put herself a glass of wine that she had bought for your biggest but never drank.

"Can I borrow some clothes? I need to wash mine," she said.

"Sure. If you promise not to do your makeup in my clothes again. You know where things are, right? I need to finish something for school," you said. She rolled her eyes and stood up from the couch.

"Whatever. I'll be right back," she said as she disappeared into your room.

You began typing away on your computer and clicking. Kirsten seemed to be taking her sweet time looking through your room for clothes but she truly found more than that.

Just as you were about to get up to go find her, her phone vibrated under your leg. I grabbed it and saw a message from Brian.

Brian: Kirs, are you coming home today?

Brian: Ling and LaTrice are over here and they wanted to get a drink later.

Your brows furrowed at the message. She lied to you. Why that was? You had no clue. You heard her footsteps and quickly put her phone back where she left it. Under your thigh.

"You got a new message. I felt your phone vibrate," you quietly commented. As you looked up you noticed what she was wearing. Only her spandex shorts and one of your pink lace capri tank tops.

You diverted your eyes from her well-built figure as you felt your face heat up. She looked beyond beautiful and you were afraid you might just strip her down with your eyes. She grabbed her phone slightly grazing your thigh making you jump a little.

She began to type away on her phone and then turned to you.

"Are you almost done? I want to watch a movie with you," she said as she put her arms around your shoulders resting her chin on one of them.

"Yeah. Just a few minutes," you replied with no tone in your voice. She was taken aback by your coldness. Yes, she knew that's how you were but never with her. Whenever you talked to her there was always a hit of warmth to your voice but not this time.

"Why are you acting so weird towards me today?  Did I do something wrong?" She asked and you finally shut your laptop.

"Why did you lie?" You said.

"What are you talking about?" She said looking directly into your eyes.

"You said you couldn't go home. You said it was being painted and Brian wasn't there either. Why?" You said as you turned to her waiting for answers. She began to fiddle with her hands and avoided your gaze.

"Kirsten, you have done so many things to make me question what is it that you want from me. You mess up my things, ignore me, lie to me. Why do you do these things? Why do you... confuse me?" You said as you looked away.

"Y/N, I never meant to confuse you. I just... you're really special to me and it seems like you're the only one that can't see it," she said as she grabbed your shoulder making you turn around to face her.

"I spilled my lip tint so I could get your attention because you were talking to Emma more instead of me. I ignored you to make you jealous. I lied to you to spend more time with you because... I... I fell in love with you, Y/N," she said and your face became a rosy pick as your heart felt like it was about to pop out of your chest.

"But... Brian and you... I don't get it," you said as you stood up.

"What don't you get?" She said going after you.

"Why me? You're literally perfect and I'm... I'm not. I'm moody and not pretty. Why did you fall in love with me?" You asked.

"Because I looked in here..." she said as she placed her hand on your heart.

"I saw how you were with the younger students. How you would take over my classes when I was feeling down even if it meant you needed to deal with other people which I know you hate. You always brought the kids snacks and water for our breaks and you always treated me like a human. Not like some star dancer," she said as she took both of your hands into hers.

"I can't believe that you turned down so many people with me in mind. It just sounds so crazy..." you said as a small tear rolled down your face.

"Believe it. It has always been you. In the middle of a crowded room, in school, even when we hang out with our friends, it's always you. Only you," she said as she got closer to you. Your faces were centimeters away and you closed your eyes.

Soon you felt her soft lips on yours. You could taste her sweet chocolate lip gloss as she slowly moved her lips in sync with yours. The world was muted. Every single negative thought in your brain and every negative comment anyone has said before were long gone.

You felt like you were flying and your stomach did a million flips. You began to smile uncontrollably into the kiss causing her to giggle and break away from the kiss.

"You're so cute!" She said as she threw herself in your arms.

"I'm going to put on some pants. Brian and the girls are on their way here. I hope that's okay," she said as she walked to your room.

"That's... that's fine..." you said still in a trance but with a wide colorful smile on your face.

-

A few days passed and you found yourself in your living room waiting for your girlfriend to come out of the room while you worked on your laptop.

"I'm just saying, if they talk they should at least look the part. Those girls were talking about your appearance and they looked like wet dogs. Ugh! I can't stand them," she said as she walked out in underwear and one of your oversized shirts. The one she spilled lipstick on specifically.

"It's fine. I don't care what they have to say," you said.

"But you're not ugly! You just hide that beautiful face behind your hair," she sat next to you and pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. Suddenly she let out a loud gasp making you turn to her in surprise.

"Let me do your makeup! Please!" She said as she put her hands together. You laughed at her actions.

"Do you really want to?" You asked. You'd do anything she asked from you. And if she wanted to do your makeup, then you would gladly let her. She nodded her head and you closed your laptop.

She went to her bag and grabbed her makeup pouch. She walked to you and with a wide smile she pushed your hair back. She placed a small kiss on your cheek and straddled you. She applied a bit of mascara and blush. When she was about to apply lipstick she kissed you.

Your hand went to her back and that's when you realized how she wasn't wearing a bra. Your hand travels from her back to her waist and down to her butt.

She felt you touching her and took the opportunity to press her body against yours. She couldn't believe you wanted her as much as she wanted you. You groped her ass while she deepened the kiss.

She used her hand to go inside your pants and felt how wet you were for her.

"Damn, baby. I didn't know you wanted me this much," she said between sloppy kisses. You let out a soft moan and bit your lip.

"Well, you always have me around your finger when you wear my clothes," you said when you got used to the feeling of her hand in your sensitive area.

"Do I? Wanna know how I feel when I wear them?" She asked and you nodded. She used her free hand to guide yours inside her soaked panties. You moaned at the gushy feeling of her folds.

No other word was said but you immediately understood what she wanted when you heard her sweet moans against your ear. You wanted to hear more and feel more of her.

With your free hand, you managed to remove the shirt she was wearing and tossed it somewhere on the living room floor.

As you collected all of her juices with your fingers, you shoved two inside of her causing her to yelp out in pleasure. She moved her finger to rub on your clit and soon both of your moans bounced off your living room walls.

"Keep going. That feels so good, baby," she said as she was riding your fingers. You felt her clench around your fingers and her moans got louder. You pulled out of her and she gasped as she gripped your shoulders.

"Babe... why did you stop?" She said panting between words. Her actions on you had come to a halt as well. You were both panting and groaning and as soon as you regain a bit of your composure, you picked her up and used your hands on her ass for support.

You dropped her on the bed softly and hovered over her. Your mouth immediately went to one of her boobs and you sucked on the spot softly eating sweet moans from her.

"You deserve to be comfortable. Come here," you said as you raked one of her legs over your shoulder for better access. Her flexibility was no problem and she had demonstrated it many times when dancing so you were glad you got to experience it intimately.

As you shoved two fingers inside once again, she smiled as she bit her lip. Her mouth was now wide open and her hips moved to the rhythm of your hand. Loud sounds escaped her lips as you hit her sweet spot and she once more started to clench around you.

She sat up and wrapped her arms around your shoulders. She clashed her lips onto yours and you pumped your fingers faster. One last loud moan escaped her lips and she came on your bed sheets and your hand. Her panting was rapid and you almost came untouched just from looking at her messy state.

Your makeup was now messy and her body was sweaty. She grabbed your hand that was previously inside of her and shoved them inside of her mouth as she tasted herself making you finally cum inside of your panties. You moaned and collapsed your body on top of her naked one.

"That was... amazing, babe. I'll make you feel good next time. I promise," she said as she wrapped her arms around you and played with your hair.

"I'll look forward to it, my love. Now let's clean up our mess and go to sleep," you said as you tried to get up but she pulled you back into a sweet kiss.

"I love you," she said with a chuckle.

"I love you too, Kirs,"

Thank you for reading🩷

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screaming crying throwing up... audrey my sweet princess ༼⁠;⁠´⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽

omg can't wait for audrey's!!!!! thank youuuuuu (⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠）

Fear | Audrey Lane x Fem Reader | Fluff

Summary: a small misunderstanding leads you and your girlfriend, Audrey to end up on bad terms. Three months later, you realize how much you love each other.

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: a bit angst. Brain tumor mention.

A/N: sorry if it’s a bit unrealistic. I know it’s not my best work. I’m not a medic or doctor… enjoyyyy •u•

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You and Audrey had been working nonstop on a new K-pop choreography. Being a part of the Jam Republic dance crew has been a milestone in your career. You went from being a small and heavily criticized TikTok dancer who covered K-pop dance to a successful choreographer.

Having Nick reach out to you to be part of this project was perfect as he had also contacted your girlfriend, Audrey. You couldn't believe that you and Audrey got to dance together and spend time together as well.

However your schedules were packed and after the show, there were some things you two couldn't do together. She was booked doing the brand new show Street Dance Girls Fighter 2 and you were booked creating new choreographies and interviews.

One day you finally got to see her but you were too tired. She seemed to be really excited to hang out with you and you were just thinking of going home.

"What if we take a walk? and then we can go camping," she suggested but you shook your head.

"Sorry, Audrey. I'm drained and I just want to lay down," you said bluntly. One thing about you is that you could be very oblivious to others' feelings when you weren't feeling well... not to mention minor anger issues that almost caused you major trouble with Mannequeen.

"Well, what if we just go for some ice cream? Or maybe something to eat?" She said once again with her bubbly voice trying to get you out of bed and spend quality time together. It's Audrey. She was always bubbly and you lived for her but at this moment, tiredness hit you like a truck.

"Jeez, I said no. I'll just be in my room," you said in an aggravated tone leaving her behind on the couch.

You took painkillers for your headache and as you lay on your bed you heard soft sobs making your heart clench at the sounds. You know you fucked up. You promised to never make her cry and you just did. As you tried to get up to apologize, you felt your body collapse on the floor and you were unable to get up. Your vision immediately became dark.

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You woke up and saw a bright light. You definitely weren't home. Your house was green and the lights were almost always dimmed. This room was too blue.

Your eyes tried to adjust and you groaned. You felt someone grip your hand tightly but the voice was almost unrecognizable as your ears also tried adjusting to the noise.

"Audrey..." was the first thing that escaped your lips. You called her name. You wanted to apologize and when your vision finally cleared up, you saw her sitting on the side of the hospital bed holding your hand and asking if you were okay. Her eyes were red and teary as well as her nose as she let out sniffles.

You felt your heart clench at her sight. You made her cry twice. You never meant for any of this to happen. As you tried to get up your poising headache pulled you back to the bed.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, baby. Please forgive me," you said as a tear escaped your eye. Her head shook repeatedly.

"Don't apologize. I didn't realize you felt this bad and I should've known. I should've made you rest and taken care of you," she said as she lowered her head.

"Audrey, it's okay. I'm okay, see?" You said as you kissed her hand.

"You're not. Sorry to tell you this ma'am but you have a brain tumor. You need surgery and treatment as well as absolute rest for around three months. We need to do this now or you might not make it another month," the doctor said. You didn't protest. You knew it would be best if you wanted to keep living the life that you have. You wanted to be with Audrey.

"Audrey?" You said when you saw how she was holding in her sobs and cries. She turned to look at you with red eyes and you began to cry as well.

"I love you. I love you so much and I will be with you forever," you said.

"Don't... it sounds like you're saying goodbye," she said.

"I know you have to catch a flight. You have to go back home. Go work on your projects, baby. And come back to me in three months," you said and she started to shake her head.

"I can't leave you. Who will take care of you? Who is going to make sure you're okay? I want to make sure you wake up and you can see me and..." you moved your hand on her cheek and she stopped talking. She shut her eyes tightly and pressed her lips on your hand.

"I will be okay, baby. I have to go now but never forget that I love you so much," you kissed her one last time before the nurse took you away.

-

(Three months later)

It was finally the day. The day Audrey would come back and you could be together again. This time you promised you would never let her go and would never make her cry.

You heard the doorbell and rushed to the door. You fixed my clothes and hair before taking a deep breath and finally took ahold of the doorknob. You twisted it and there she was. A big smile and a beautiful gold light radiating from her. Her eyes seemed to be teary and her smile was shaking.

She immediately dropped her bags and ran to you. She grabbed your face a kissed you tenderly. It was a long-awaited kiss. Three months felt like an eternity without her. How could someone live without that gorgeous smile? It's a smile you would die for.

"You have no idea how much I missed you," she said as she buried her face down your neck. Her sobs began to fill your ears and your tears began to roll down your face.

"I missed you too," you said as you kissed her head.

"How about we get out of here? I have a surprise for you," you said and she looked at you with a confused expression.

"But you need to rest more. What if-" Audrey started but you stopped her by shaking your head.

"I'm okay. We aren't doing anything that might be straining. Let's go," you said as you put on your shoes and jacket and walked out of the door with her. She was too quiet for your liking but you didn't say anything as you saw her fidgeting with her hands in the car. You knew she was nervous.

After around thirty minutes you arrived at a camping site and got out of the car to open her door. A small smile was painted on her lips.

"You didn't forget about the camping date?" She asked.

"I could never forget about your favorite thing. Your pink curly hair, the sweet perfume you use, the way you move when you dance. It's all engraved in my head. Let's set up and watch a movie," you said as you walked to get our things from the trunk.

A few hours later you had everything set up and ate dinner. The sun was starting to slowly set creating a beautiful orange and pink hue in the sky. Audrey was silently sitting on a chair looking at the sky as she took small sips of her tea. Your biggest fears began to fill your head like poison.

'Does she not love me anymore? Is there someone else? Did she find someone that treats her better?'

"Audrey, come here," you said and she turned to you. She stood up and placed her mug on the chair. As she walked to you, you immediately cupped her face with your warm hands and planted a kiss on her lips.

"Whatever is on your mind, tell me," you said as you broke the kiss.

"It's just all surreal. I thought I was going to lose you and not being able to contact you due to work was killing me and now that I'm here, I just feel like I should've been here all along," she said.

You immediately connected your forehead to hers. You wanted her to forget about everything and anything that happened in the past.

"Baby, you're here now and I couldn't ask for more. You're all I need and I just want to be with you. Enjoy the moment, my sweet girl," you said and kissed her forehead.

That seemed to make all of her worries melt away. Her mind was clear and her heart warm. She smiled brightly for the first time and a small tear escaped her eye. You kissed it dry and she let out a small giggle that melted your heart.

Setting up for bed was quick and soon you realized that you had forgotten her sleeping bag back home. You scratched your head and chuckled nervously.

"Sorry, babe. I forgot your sleeping bag," you said.

"It's okay. We can sleep in the same one," she said as she got situated. She looked up at you and you nodded. You got inside the bag and spooned her, sharing the warmth of your body as a movie played on your iPad.

Suddenly, she turned to face you, completely ignoring the movie. You were lost in her eyes and you shared a moment of silence.

She reached to peck your lips and you finally saw her purest smile.

"I don't know how I managed to be with you for so long. I'll never leave you again. Promise you'll never scare me like that again," she said as she buried her face in your chest.

"I'm sorry baby, I'll never do it again..."

There was a small pause and you pulled back from the hug.

"We fit perfectly in this sleeping bag don't you think?" You asked.

"Yes. We are perfect," she said before snuggling close to you.

“I love you,” You kissed her forehead and you both drifted into a deep slumber.

Thank you for reading!!🩷

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Fanfic writers are like crows. If you give them treats (comments) they will bring you shiny things (fanfic)

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Any upcoming Badrey fics? :)

this is such an ominous question but I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED 😁 but ... yes! that is if i actually get to finish any of it lmfao but if you wanna talk about badrey just hmu. my gdocs is literally just filled with drabbles about them 😮‍💨

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