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holy molly. i can't, my mind just went insane while reading this

Omg, Janis using Hawaiian in the little drabble you posted made me feel...things 😭 could I request some Janis x reader smut where Janis uses Hawaiian??

Na’u ‘oe

Janis ‘Imi’ike x fem! reader

Warnings: MDNI, smut — oral, fingering, multiple orgasms, squirting, pet names(all reader receiving)

Janis knew every single thing that makes reader tick, but one particular thing Janis does, really makes reader fold

“Hey, you.” Janis had just arrived home from her first day after her art exhibition. You unfortunately missed it because you were home, trying not to lose your shit over assignments that were due soon. This stage of life was…or rather, this age was strange. Janis was a freelance artist already earning a pretty steady income selling paintings, drawings and sewings online while you were still in college, part-time, trying to get a degree. “y/n.” She repeated herself. You sniffled, leaning back in your chair, rubbing your eyes. “Ku’uipo.” Janis was now right behind you. You were frustrated, bouncing your leg as you let out a harsh exhale. “Hey…” Janis slowly put a hand on your shoulder and she feels how tense you were, “Baby, look at me.”

“I can’t.” You took a deep, shaky breath.

“y/n, stop for a minute and take a break.” Janis says, her voice firm but still laced with concern. You don’t listen, eyes glued to a specific word on the screen of your laptop. You hear a soft sigh from Janis behind you, “y/n, please. Hey, look at me honey. You need to take some time away from your work, even if it’s just for a few minutes. Take care of yourself.”

Your fingers freeze, eyes blinking profusely. You took a deep breath and said, “Okay.”

“Come here.” You heard her say, then you got out of your chair and looked at her right in the eye.

Damn, you must’ve worked for so many hours in front of the damn screen that you somehow forgot how good she looked in that outfit this morning.

You walked towards her and once you got right next to her, she pulls you onto her lap. Tucking loose strands of hair behind your ear, she says, “Remember what I told you the last time this happened?”

You gulped. You did, you remembered. But yet you were still forcing yourself to do as much work as you could in one sitting. “That I have to take some breaks.” You tell her.

“And?” She asks again.

“That you’ll do anything to help me feel better.”

“Yep.” Janis nods lightly, pulling you closer to press a kiss to your lips, “Do want me to?”

You deepen the kiss in response to her question, letting her know your answer quickly while nodding your head. “Okay.” Janis smiles into it, using her free hand to smoothly shift you so you now had your legs bracketing her on either side while you still sat in her lap, “I got you, baby.”

You hummed, naturally reciprocating without much thought. Janis keeps kissing you for a while on the lips before she began working her way down your jaw. “You wanna lay down?” She pulls away briefly, breathless. But, what came out was a whine and nothing else. Janis chuckles, “Okay~” She stood up, turned around and lowered you onto the mattress. Now straddling you, her lips never left your skin, leaving a consistent trail of kisses that roamed lower and lower. When your head gets thrown back, she takes the cue and returns your neck to work that sensitive spot. A breathy whimper falls from your mouth as you breathed out harshly. Janis decides to bite down a little bit, just to draw out another noise and, she was…successful. “Mm-fuck— fuck.” You panted, “Harder.”

Janis broke away and looked at you, shocked to say the least.

“Harder.” You repeated and gnawed on your lower lip, feeling a rush of heat go down south and pooling between your thighs. Without a word, she does as you asked her to but also smoothing her tongue over that spot.

You let out a harsh, laboured exhale at her action, trying to keep it quiet. Janis pulls at the hem of your shirt and it, up over your head within seconds. Tossing the shirt aside, her lips returned to you, dangerously close to your chest. Before you knew it, her lips were attached around the tip while one hand kneaded your other tit.

You squirmed, attempting pathetically to fight a moan but she draws it out of you too easily when her tongue started to swirl around the growingly sensitive tip. She stops a couple of minutes later, returning to kisses, but now all over your chest, up and down your cleavage. Just about any inch of exposed skin that was nearest to her, she’s got it covered…even leaving a few marks along the way. “Let me hear you, my love.” Janis cooed, “I wanna hear you, it’s okay, hm?”

The gentleness of her tone sent a raging swarm of butterflies flying around your chest and of course, down south, making you feel more and more achy by the minute. When her teeth tugs on your nipple without a warning, a high-pitched whimper flew out of your mouth, making Janis smirk. Then, she laughs, warm breath fanning against your skin. “Shit, keep going.”

“You like that?”

You nodded impatiently, breathing heavy and laboured as she continued to do as you pleased. Noises were starting to get forced out of your mouth seemingly against your will, spurring Janis on and making you more needy. And then, she decided she was done and moved lower, and lower and lower. Gently, she pulls down your shorts and underwear then pushed your legs apart and settled herself down in between your thighs. It was a little odd, you knew she was looking at you there and you felt yourself blushing. Not odd, per se— you were just a tad self-conscious in the moment knowing that she has fully just fixated her gaze on your dripping cunt.

“Jan—” You say, and it comes out in a whine— unexpected.

“He aha?”

‘Fuck, where did that come from?!’

Obviously, your body must’ve reacted because you could feel her palms massaging your inner thighs while she chuckles.

“Please…” You let her have it, you couldn’t exactly ignore it for much longer. Her gaze locks with yours, awaiting an answer. “Fuck— fuck me.” You told her, avoiding her gaze.

“Eyes on me, u’i.” Her voice was so fucking low, it was beginning to make you feel so damn desperate for her, “Hey.”

For whatever reason, your instant reaction was to shake your head no. In retaliation, you feel her easily push her middle finger into you and curl it upwards. And your head snapped down to look at her, just like she knew you would. "Na'u, 'oe, e ka ipo."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

A pathetic noise falls from your lips, your cunt throbs on reflex. "Shit— oh, yeah—" It comes out strained at the end upon feeling her hit your g-spot again.

"That's right, baby..." She kisses your swollen clit, making you whine again, "You...are mine."

"Mm— mm— please...more." You pleaded, your breath coming out in short pants. She listens, her tongue lapping up and down your folds, then her mouth was pulling onto your lower lips just for the heck of it. It was so abrupt, it made you yip and lift your hips off the mattress. Her hands very swiftly find their way to either of your hips to hold you back down. "All mine, hm?" She hums, expertly working you over in that god forsaken region. With another whimper, you nodded eagerly to her question, unable to form words. Your eyes closed, allowing the sensations to heighten and your body to relax further. You very soon had not a care in the world about how noisy vocal you were about how she's making you feel and she was one proud motherfucker picking up her pace steadily in order to push you over the edge like you so clearly needed— to relax, after all that work, as Janis thinks. You gasp when you felt her start to suck at the bundle of nerves, fingers tangling into her hair, nails almost digging into her scalp. "F-fuck, so good, feels so good..."

"Aww, really?" She teases, you were instantly on the verge of tears at that, feeling her relentlessly sucking at it like candy. You, were going absolutely crazy beneath her. She knew you like the back of her own hand, what makes you tick...and she was proud of that— how making you feel good came so easy for her. She wanted to hear you say something...specific and knew how to get it out of you.

You glared at her, waiting for her to look back at you. Took her a few seconds since she was so busy being buried deep in your heat. "...'ae." You answered. Satisfied, she went faster than she did before you answered her in her native tongue. "Told you I'd find a way to make you learn." She continues, again, her breath was fanning against you. You could barely take that and backed away just slightly. Janis moves along with you, hands gripping onto your inner thighs tighter, as a silent request for you to stop moving.

Janis adds a finger into the mix, then confidently adding in another. You cursed, voice incredibly whiny. Her favourite. "Keep making those pretty noises for me, won't you?" She asks, you feel one of her hands— her right hand leave your thigh before you then felt it fondling with one of your breasts. You cried out, sounding almost pitiful while mercilessly getting fucked till your brain turned to mush by her.

Eventually, you felt it. The oh-so-familiar fluttering turned tightening sensation in your core. You feel it approach you rapidly, all thanks to Janis barely slowing down at all and simply giving you whatever you wanted. "You close?" She asks, a tiny bit out of breath before she resumes.

"Yeah— yeah— I— oh, my God—" The last word of your exclamation was extremely high in pitch and loud. Your back arches off the mattress, but Janis went along with you completely unfazed, still attached to your cunt entirely. As your toes curled, your nails unintentionally dug into her her scalp while you began to unravel. The heat from her mouth and your own, quickly overheating pussy was making you a goddamn mess— whiny, moaning and soaking the sheets. You were going nuts, so close to crying as she continues to stimulate you, all while you were still leaking into her mouth. The clenching and pulsing a got increasingly forceful while the so-called coil in your core tightens itself for a second release. She was watching you — your face, your eyes, how your body was reacting to her, twitching in her mouth strongly. Most importantly, she was also listening closely, should you want her to stop. But that never came from you. You did, however, come again and filled up her mouth. Janis gleefully tasted every last bit of you, drunk on you, your taste.

You felt like you'd ascended into a whole other dimension the more you felt her tongue. "Ipo." Her voice pulls you out of your little bubble.

"Huh?" You panted, chewing on your lower lip to divert whatever sensations you were feeling.

"Can I keep going?" She asks you tenderly, now completely pulled away from you, allowing you to catch a glimpse of just what you've done, or rather been doing to her face. God, seeing your own slick covering her lips and chin, even dripping off of it ignited something in you. You were even more determined to let her keep going and push you. What were you so stress about, anyway? You can't remember right now.

"Yes." You replied decisively. And so began the alternating of her techniques between her mouth and her hands. You were very sensitive, but she got less and less gentle with each passing second causing you to feel an ache along with the still growing pleasure. You did not mind it at all, at this point, eager to let her do as much as she wanted so you could see how far you could go. Oh, eventually? Her fingers were not only plunging in and out of you obscenely quick but her thumb was almost too harshly rubbing your clit to bring you to yet another high. Janis has done this before to bring about a very specific outcome. You close your eyes again, fully taking in the feeling, allowing it to amp up and grow. You knew what she was attempting to do and aided her as well. "You can let go whenever you feel like it, princess. No need to hold back...you deserve this."

"Mm— ah, ah— fu—fuck!" You exclaimed, feeling the gush happen, your body trembling from the intensity of it all, legs shaking as tears pricked at your eyes. Her hands, you feel them caressing your thigh as she whispers, "It's okay, you're okay, baby...I got you." You whined in a way that she just knew you needed her beside you, so that's what she did. "You're alright, baby." She pulls you closer to her, arm wrapped around you securely, "I got you." Janis shifts just slightly so she could hold your face in her hand, then she presses a kiss to your lips, "You're okay, my love." Instinctively, you snuggled against her chest while taking deep breaths to regulate your breathing. Janis rubs your back, still whispering sweetly into your ear as you calmed down.

You pretty much slurred, but you said, "Aloha nui wau iā ʻoe."

"I love you so very much, too, y/n. So much."

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💭A/N: I apologise for any mistakes there may be with the Hawaiian worrs and phrases. I’m not fluent yet and I had to use Translate and sometimes they aren’t accurate so I did the best I could with my own knowledge😵‍💫

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Can I request Ajx plus-sized!reader? Where reader had a bad day at school bc of something someone said to them and reader goes to Aj's for comfort. (Totally not me projecting bc of my shitty day😅)

Thank you!!

Make You Feel My Love

AJ Campos x plus-sized! fem reader

Warnings: coarse language, fluff, angst?, mentions of weight & some descriptions of bullying

“Know there's nothing that I wouldn't do to make you feel my love”

— Make You Feel My Love, Adele

After school let out for the day, you immediately left the building and made your way to AJ’s house. She goes to a different school and gets out earlier than you did today. (The two of you met at a track meet sophomore year and she asked you out first) So, you knew that she’d be home. Walking up her porch, you rang the doorbell.

“y/n! Hi, babes.” Gabi gives you a hug, “AJ’s up in her room, come on in.”

“Hi, Gabs. Thanks.” You hugged her back then let go and went upstairs to find AJ after removing your shoes and leaving them by the door.

You’ve had one hell of a day at school and you just needed AJ’s comfort— you needed her with you. Usually, you could brush off their snide remarks and stupid comments about anything regarding you, but other times, they really manage to strike a nerve. You were human after all, you were sensitive to things like this just like anyone else would.

You knock on the door, waiting on a response. “Come in.” You heard her voice then you opened her door and walked in.

“Oh, hi, baby.” She smiled at you, so brightly. But her smile fell as quickly as it formed once she noticed your body language and the expression on your face.

“Hi.” You mumbled, shutting the door behind yourself. AJ stops whatever drawing she was working on and walks up to you, holding your hands in her own. Her thumbs brush over your knuckles, “Do you wanna talk about it?”

You swallowed harshly, averting your eyes to profusely blink the tears away. Eventually, you managed to shake your head. She sits down on her mattress, guiding you to do the same— her hand never leaves yours. Sometimes, you wanted to talk about it. You’d feel better. There were also times where you didn’t want to say anything. AJ knows.

She shifts slightly and was now leaning against the headboard. You naturally laid your head onto her chest as she wraps her arm around you. “You’re okay, baby. You’re safe here.” She said softly. “Don’t let them be on your mind all the time. I know it’s hard, you’ve told me it’s hard and I hear you— I understand. And believe me when I say that I’ll do anything to make you feel my love. No matter what. I love you so much, baby. Those jerks deserve nothing but the worst for making someone like you feel special bad.”

“I love you.” You mumbled, “Thank you for always being here for me, AJ.”

“Hey, you’re my girl, aren’t you?” She says, looking down to meet your gaze unintentionally, then she plants a kiss to the crown of your head. “I’d do anything to make you smile. I love that smile. It’s adorable, it’s beautiful. Makes me smile too.”

You sniffled, “I’m sorry, I—”

She rubs your back, holding you tighter, “Don’t be. You’re allowed to feel whatever you need to feel. Cry if you feel like you need to. If you gotta let it out, you let it out. I’m right here with you.”

Even with her saying that, you were still hesitant. You hated crying because it always gave you a headache afterwards. Unbeknownst to you, you started thinking about each time from earlier today when your classmates and other students said something to your face or behind your back. You could ignore nearly everything but shit about your weight. No one knew the shit you’ve went through and is going through. They just said whatever they pleased, whatever came to mind. It’s like you weren’t human to them. Oh, and that wasn’t the extent of their bullshit. AJ’s been a pretty hot topic on their tongue a couple times. When you two first started going out, you’d proudly set a photo of you and AJ together as your lock screen: someone laughed and asked if she was your Make-A-Wish because you’d definitely die of a heart attack if you kept eating.

You were furious, that time, you were totally caught off guard and couldn’t help the tears. So they saw you tear up before you quickly ran away. Another time, you’d changed your wallpaper to a photo of her alone. Someone made an absolutely disturbing comment that utterly disgusted you.

And so, the waterworks began. The tears that you have so desperately been holding in all day, fell from your eyes in a never ending stream. You tried to keep it quiet, but noises still erupted from your throat every now and then. Admittedly, you were cringing at yourself initially, but you started to feel the relief. AJ didn’t say a thing but kept rubbing your back and holding you close, with occasional kisses to your head— just what you needed. She wanted to cry too hearing you and seeing you this upset. AJ felt everything deeply, just like you did. You knew that about her, but she kept it together and focused on you. Making sure you were okay. Especially after the one time— the worst of the worst aftermaths of a ‘bad day’ at school. You’d cried so hard that you could barely breathe and started to cough, then you threw up. AJ didn’t want a repeat of that, so she paid close attention.

Thankfully, about ten minutes later, you stopped crying. AJ stops feeling the trembling beneath her touch. She peered over to look at you, to check if you’d dozed off. You didn’t— you were awake. Just staring into space and tracing random squiggles on her torso. A tiny little smile tugs at her lips feeling the ticklish sensation through the fabric, and also at how endearing you seemed curled up against her. She runs a hand through your hair, fingertips eventually massaging your scalp. “Baby?” She hums.

You looked up at her for a second. “Do you want to take a shower?” She asks.

“Okay.” You nodded, face still pressed up against her.

You slowly got up and off of her bed. She picks out a fresh change of clothes for both of you before heading into the shower together with you.

“Can you do my hair later?” You asked while she was helping you shampoo it.

“Of course, honey.” She replies, you could hear that smile. And it made you smile.

————

She lets you wear one of her old track t-shirts which she knows you like, and a pair of your own shorts that you’ve left at her place awhile ago. You sat at her vanity to blow dry your hair, she was checking her phone for messages a mere few feet behind you, a towel draped around her shoulders. AJ looks up at caught you looking at her through the reflection. She grins. You blushed and looked away, chuckling. Tossing her phone onto her bed, she walks up behind you and wraps an arm around you.

“What do you see, baby?” She asks quietly.

“…myself?” You squinted at her, honestly a little confused. Unplugging the hairdryer, you set it down.

“Yeah.” She nods, “But, I also see more than that. Your hair, somehow always just a little messy but somehow so perfect. Your eyes, how they always light up whenever you hear a song you like on the radio, at the sight of a pretty sunset, sunrise, at me. Your lips, I’ll never stop kissing them if I could…” AJ chuckles, “I love…your curves. How you make those dresses and anything you wear look so fucking good. Then you’d just walk to me and there’d somehow be a breeze in your hair like a commercial.”

You licked your lips, looking right back at AJ in the reflection. Your hand gripping onto her forearm as it rested across your chest, a smile slowly forms on your face.

“I love all of you, every little thing about you, my love. Everything.”

“Damn.” You muttered, grabbing a tissue from the box in front of you to dab the tears away. “Fuck.” You laughed, clearing your throat, “I love you.”

“I love you.” She spun the chair around, your gaze melted into hers as she leaned down to kiss you on the lips sweetly. She holds your cheeks in her hands, “Do you want to go for a drive tonight? We can go to that place you like for dinner, then stop at the beach?”

You nodded, face still in her hands. She plants a kiss to the tip of your noise, giggling, “Okay. Do you want me to do your hair now?”

“Sure.” You agreed, smile still on your face. She spun the chair back around and started to run a brush through your hair before grabbing a couple of hair ties. This was just something you loved letting her do because AJ herself liked helping people do their hair. It started when Gabi first asked her to do her hair before a track meet. But anyway, AJ gets it done very quickly and it always looks good.

After that was done, AJ led you downstairs. You both got drinks and a bag of pretzels from the kitchen to share then headed out to the backyard to enjoy the slightly chilly weather. “Are we alone? I thought Gabi was home.”

“She let me in earlier.” You shrug, “Maybe she’s in her room.”

“Oh, no there she is.” AJ tilted her head towards the stairs, “She’s headed out.”

“Oh.” You turned your head to look as well.

“Got a date, Gabs?”

“Yep.” Gabi confirms, approaching the both of you, “You guys? Staying in tonight or heading out too?”

“Out.” AJ answers.

“Dinner then to the beach.” You quipped.

“Ooh. Sounds lovely.” Gabi replies, “Okay, you guys have a good time tonight. I’d better get going, bye loves.” She hugs you both then, she was on her way to meet Chantal. “Mom and Dad won’t be home for a week, you guys.”

You burst into a laughing fit, then pursing your lips together to stop it. AJ snorted, “Bye, Gabs. Don’t have to worry about us. Won’t let you hear a thing.”

You gasped dramatically, chiding, “AJ!”

“Kidding.” She grins, holding onto your hand then pressing a kiss on the back, “Unless…you want to, later, or now. Then, we will. If not, I’ll shut up about it.”

“Maybe later.” You couldn’t help but let a chuckle slip, leaning your head onto her shoulder while you grabbed a few pretzels from the bag.

“Okay.” She answered simply, “But in the meantime, let’s just enjoy this weather. It’s great. I’m usually sweating buckets by this time now.”

“I know.” You agreed, “Me too.”

After hanging around outside for an hour or so, you and AJ then decided to it was about time you two left the house too. Gabi didn’t take the car, because she walked to Chantal’s— so, AJ took it instead. You got into the front with her, and she lets you pick the music. She always does, but you remember to put on her favourite playlist to let her enjoy her music as well.

Dinner was great, no doubt. But what’s better was being on the beach with your girlfriend. The peace and quiet, the calming breeze and sounds of the wave crashing every now and then…it really relaxed you. That’s why you loved the beach, just like AJ did. She lays her head in your lap after awhile. You intertwined your fingers with hers in one hand, your hand and hers now resting on her torso as the two of you just emptied your minds and basked in the warmth and sheer comfort of this place.

Staying until the sun completely set, AJ then drove the two of you back home. Now, your playlist was playing through the speakers. “AJ?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you. I feel better.”

Her hand finds its way to your thigh, resting comfortably on it, “Of course, honey. I’m glad you do.”

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I didn't know you take character X character fics! I have this Rejanis idea, where the gang goes swimming, and Janis sees a very nervous (because of her scar) Regina in a bathing suit for the first time, but Janis is just going absolutely feral. (idc if its smutty or not, but if feel like it powerbottom!Janis lmao!) (un-established relationship btw)

Don't feel pressured yo write this! I live your fics and u are amazing!

Bruises

Janis ‘Imi’ike x Regina George

Warnings: mentions of Regina’s bus accident, scars, coarse language, fluff, smutty ending

“Metaphorically though, you could flip me inside out and they would show black, purple and green.”

— Bruises, Reneé Rapp

Janis and Regina didn’t get to spend much time together. Not just at school, or at each other’s houses. Anywhere. The pair started dating almost four months ago, and no one knew. Not even their parents— so when Regina’s Mom went on a vacation off in the Gold Coast, the first thing Regina did was ask Janis to come over. She was dying to spend some time alone with Janis.

“Hi, baby.” Regina opens the front door, stepping aside to let her enter.

“Hi.” Janis grins, standing on her toes to press a kiss to Regina’s lips. Janis steps inside, Regina shuts the door and locked it back.

Once they broke away, Janis couldn’t help but notice what Regina was wearing— that swim suit. Ever since her accident, she’s never worn anything but a one-piece. But today, she was wearing what she would usually wear. Pre-bus accident. A two-piece swim suit. Janis was enamoured, gaze focused on every little part of her. “Why’re you looking at me like that?” Regina asks softly.

“Just admiring you. You’re beautiful.”

Regina cringes, “Ugh, no. C’mon, let’s get into the pool. It’s so freaking warm today.” Janis drops the subject, following behind the blonde. Janis sat at the edge of the pool, legs dipped inside while Regina immediately went into the water. Janis figured she was trying to hide, and judging by the way Regina was avoiding eye contact, Janis’d be correct.

“G.” Janis exhales, “Look at me.”

Regina grumbles quietly, still looking away from her girlfriend. “Regina.” Janis repeated. The other girl still didn’t budge. “Alright, you don’t have to look at me, but you gotta listen.”

Janis continues, “I know you don’t like those scars. But, they’ve never bothered me— I don’t care how many you have, I don’t care how many pimples you may get, I don’t care how messy your hair may look. All I know is, I love you and all of those things don’t make you any less beautiful. You’re you— that blonde hair, your blue eyes, that cheeky ass smile or smirk you give me all the time. You care about me, you take care of me. That’s all I ever wanted. Someone who loves me for who I am, and care about me. We’ve been through hell, but we’re still here. You’re still here. And I’m so glad you’re still here. I’m so glad we made up and are where we are today, Regina.”

As a result of getting hit by the bus, she’s had a scar on her back, but that wasn’t the end of it. She also has a couple of scars on her abdomen from other injuries from the accident. Janis knew them, Janis saw them, Janis couldn’t care less about them. All that mattered to her was that Regina was alive. That she still had Regina in her life.

“I get how you feel to a certain extent…feeling insecure and all. You know how I always wore swim shorts? With a one-piece?”

Regina finally made eye contact with Janis, flashing her a very tiny smile but her expression soon turned solemn, focusing on Janis who was about to continue speaking. Regina nods.

“Well, I for the life of me didn’t want you to see those stretch marks on my thighs, on my butt, on my hips.” Janis reveals, “You figured that out too, so quickly. So, I get it. But little by little, you made me feel more comfortable with being myself and not having to hide parts of myself from you feels so damn good because it’s so freeing. I don’t have to worry about anything with you, and I don’t want you to have to worry about anything while you’re with me. You’re perfect the way you are. This body is yours, and you should be proud of it. It’s been with you through a lot, but it’s still here— fighting, thriving even.”

“Thanks, Jay.” Regina’s smile widened, “I love you, so so very much.”

Janis smiles back, going into the pool now as well but stays at the side. Regina swims over, staying beside her. “It feels very nice when we’re in the pool, this weather.” Janis remarks.

“Absolutely.” Regina agrees, tilting her chin to press a lingering kiss to her lips. Janis chuckles, “What ya doing, G?”

“What do you want me to do, Janis?” Regina plays along.

“Right here? Bold.” Janis laughs some more, lips tugging into a grin.

“You’re the most fucking beautiful person I have ever seen in my life.” Regina mutters into the kiss.

“Oh, yeah. I am loving this.” Janis deepens the kiss, “Keep going, you freaking goddess.”

“Well, damn.” Regina breaks away slightly, out of breath. Janis hurriedly reconnects their lips again, wanting more. Obviously, wanting more.

“Shit,” Janis mutters, “Should we just—”

“If you want, otherwise we can go back insi—”

“Y’know what? Fuck it, let them hear us for all I care. We’re still in your house.”

“We’re outside.” Regina nearly snorted, Janis pulls away exhaling harshly and sulking. “You wanna say that again?” Janis raised a brow, asking.

“Hell no.” Regina bites back a grin, “Kiss me, idiot.”

“Fine, idiot.” Janis obliges, but not before giving Regina’s ass a good squeeze, “Pull that shit again and I’ll make you regret.”

“Try me, Jay.” Regina says back, barely audible. “I highly doubt I’ll regret anything we’re about to do.”

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💭A/N: I apologise for how short this fic is, but I didn’t want to add on more to it otherwise it’ll just end up being too draggy bc the rest of it wasn’t good in my head so I didn’t put it in

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can you write an aj fic, college au, when r bring her home for the holidays but her parents arent approving of it…and the end can be like r’s cousins or siblings taking r and aj out to a gay bar or something, a mostly happy ending

It’s Not Christmas Without You

AJ Campos x fem! reader

Warnings: coarse language, homophobia, quarrelling, underage drinking mentions, sexual assault mentions

In which reader’s parents do not approve of their relationship so the siblings and cousins make their holidays better by taking them out instead

“So they know I’m coming?”

“Yeah, I told them I was bringing my partner home.”

“They probably think I’m a guy.”

“Yeah, but screw it. If they kick me out, we still have a place to go, baby.” You told her, “We’ll be fine.”

And to be completely honest, you and AJ had discussed this. This visit back home for the holidays was out of courtesy. No matter how they reacted, you’d still be telling them that you’d be moving out. But if they didn’t approve, you’d never be coming home again, ever. You weren’t going to give your parents the upper hand and satisfaction of kicking you out. Never.

Your sister was picking you and AJ up from the airport. And for a little bit of a background on your family, you were the youngest of three. Your older brother, Theo and older sister Patricia were well into their twenties, both married. Patricia had two children— your darling niece and nephew, Aurora and Austin. As for Theo, he’d just gotten hitched on halloween with his boyfriend. That’d be Robin. Wanna make a guess which one of your siblings had a better relationship with your parents?

Patricia did. They were only okay with Theo having a boyfriend (at the time) because he was bi. So to them, that meant that he’d still be able to start a family if he wanted. Boy, did Theo shut them down so quickly. But they were still in denial. So far, Theo was the only one in your family that you were out to. You figured that only he truly understood your fear. But in a matter of minutes, Patricia would know as well.

“y/n!”

Immediately, you spotted Patricia thanks to her distinctive voice over buzzing chatter of the swarm of people in the arrival hall. You rushed up to her, still holding onto AJ’s hand. “Hi, Trishy.” You hugged her back.

“Let me guess, AJ?”

“That’s me.” AJ chuckles lightly, “Were you expecting a guy too?”

“Not exactly.” Your sister admits, “Let me help you with your bag.”

“Explain.” You gasped, looking at her with wide eyes.

“I just don’t really care who you’re dating unless they treat you right. I wasn’t expecting anybody specific.”

“Oh.” You nodded, “Thanks?”

“Let’s go, Theo’s waiting in the car. And your precious niece and nephew are waiting at home.”

Getting into your sister’s car, you sat in the middle seat between AJ and Theo. “Good to finally meet ya and put a face to your name.” Theo commented, “She’s very secretive, this one.”

AJ chuckles. “She had her reasons, which I get. But I have nothing to hide, ask me whatever you want.”

“Oh, no, no.” Theo laughed similarly, “I trust you. She’s happy, she’s safe, she’s clearly so loved by you. I’m not the least bit worried.”

“I am,” You stared at him, “Mom and Dad are one hundred percent expecting AJ to be a guy,”

“Well…she can look the part.” Theo jokes. AJ snorted, “We’ll just leave the bags in your car because we’re almost certain they’ll want her outta there. We’re planning to leave either way. I’m not bi, so they will definitely go off on me.”

“Honey.” Patricia turned her head to look over her shoulder, “We got you. We get it— courtesy visit. Because they’ve been asking and asking, and asking. You’d think after two years of you not coming home, they’d at least start to get the hint, noooo, they’ve been painfully oblivious.”

————

“We’re home.” Theo announces, letting out an inevitable sigh. Aurora and Austin dropped their toys and ran over first, tackling you with a hug. AJ? She stood right behind you. “Hi, auntieeeee.” They squealed. “Hey, goofballs. Wow you guys are so tall.”

They giggle happily. “I’m taller.” Aurora grins.

“Sure are, sweetie.” You chuckle, ruffling with her hair.

“Who is this?” The seven year old girl asked.

“I’m AJ,” She smiled.

“You’re really pretty.” Aurora says. “Are you y/n’s friend?”

“Uh, girlfriend.” You answered honestly.

“Oh. Hello, AJ!” The kid shrugged, pulling Austin away to go play again.

And then, your parents. “Girlfriend, Rory, don’t be silly. I’m sure your aunt’s just kidding.”

“Kidding for what?” You asked, almost a little too harshly.

Your mother’s mouth hung open, “You…watch your mouth.”

“Watch my mouth?” You wanted to scoff so badly, “I’ve graduated from college this year. I don’t need to be treated like a child.”

“This is AJ?” Your dad chimed in.

“Oh, yeah. This is AJ and she’s great.” Theo spoke on your behalf, sensing your anger building up to a close peak.

“So are you bisexual too, like Theo?”

“No, Mom.” You stated, “I’m a lesbian,”

“Oh, God. What have I done?”

You were so ready to leave. It was clear AJ was thinking the same thing. “Nothing. You have done nothing. I have always been this way— nothing has changed and nothing needs to change. Why does it matter to you that I’m in love with a woman?”

“Mommy, why are you all mad at auntie? She didn’t do anything wrong.” Aurora appeared again. Shit, you’d forgotten in the moment that the kids were around. You should’ve just turned and left with AJ.

“Baby, come over here. Let’s get back to our movie, hm?” Ezra, her dad, came up to the foyer soon enough.

“No, gramma’s mad at auntie y/n. That’s not nice of her.”

“I’m gonna go, baby. But I’m okay, I promise.”

“Aw.” The kid sulked. “Whyyy.”

“Aurora, they need to talk— let’s let them finish talking first, okay?”

“Ezra, there’s no use talking to them. They’re so stuck in their narrow minds that only what they think, is correct. We’re leaving after we hand the gifts over to the kids.”

“Okay, dinner’s canceled.” Your mom announces.

“Way ahead of you.” Patricia looks up from her phone. “This family hasn’t felt like a family in years. It’s ridiculous that a child knows better than you two do. Ezra, let’s go. We’re moving the dinner to ours— I’ve already texted the rest of them. You two can stuff yourselves for all I care. y/n’s being very kind to come back here when she’s made it pretty clear she doesn’t want to be back here several years ago.”

Not wanting to escalate the situation, all of you left. You sat in Theo’s car with AJ. While Patricia, Ezra and the kids were in their own. With that, the bunch of you were on your way to Patricia and Ezra’s house. “y/n, AJ. The guesthouse is all yours. Make yourselves at home.” Ezra told you both while Patricia got the kids settled and freshened up.

“Wow, thanks.” You replied, then made your way over to the guesthouse through the backyard.

“Rest of the family’s coming by at 8. We have a few hours, so you guys just…chill.” Patricia eventually poked her head into the front doorway of the guesthouse. You hear Aurora and Austin playing in the pool, squealing.

“Well, can we help any way at all?”

“AJ, relax.” Patricia laughs, “I got this, you two just do whatever you want. Let me worry about the cooking.”

“You wanna go for a swim, then?” You glanced at AJ to ask.

“Sure.” AJ beamed, “Let’s do it.”

The moment you and AJ got inside the pool, Austin sprayed you with the water gun, then AJ became the target. Eventually, it became a little bit of a fight. You let the kids win, just because. They’re kids. It was just a game, everyone had fun. After an hour or so, Aurora and Austin wanted to get back inside so Ezra took them, leaving you and AJ alone.

“Are you okay?” AJ asks, pushing herself up to sit down on the edge of the pool.

“What? Yeah, I am.”

“No, I mean, really.” AJ continues.

“Babe, come on. It’s Christmas eve— I don’t want to talk about it.”

She looks at you, you look at her. AJ wasn’t going to give it up. “I don’t wanna talk about it here.” You stood up and led her back into the guesthouse.

“Me and my parents were very close. Until— okay, remember in high school, junior year? After my volleyball team won a big game.”

“Yeah.” She nods, sitting right before you, “Right before summer.”

“That night, we all got wasted at the hotel and some guy ended up…I dunno. Touching me while I was pretty much blacked out. I woke up to him hovering over me, kissing my neck and just— it was horrifying to have that be the first thing I saw and felt after getting sober from the drinking.”

AJ’s facial expression was indistinguishable, but you continue. “I didn’t known who to tell, so I ended up telling my Mom. Who, told my Dad without my permission. Then, the police showed up at the door, it was a whole mess that week. I know who did it— I always have. The memory started coming back and I knew that guy. But he got away with it. He pleaded not guilty, went to trial. I lost. My parents blamed me for drinking and getting myself into trouble. Since then, everything just kinda spiralled. At the time, Theo and Trish were the only two people in my corner. No one else knew what happened. They’re really just unrelated matters but since that happened, they changed. My parents simply hated me, it’s like they’re disgusted by me. But the drifting apart was pretty gradual so I got used to it. I just hate that they’re that way towards me even though I look at it from their point of view and I get it. But it’s been weighing on my mind, and you deserve to know.”

“Was that why you lived with them senior year?”

“Oh, yeah. Theo already started working and Trish was a senior in college. With both their incomes, they took me out of our parents’ home and let me live with them.” You explained, “It was so much more complicated in my head, but now that that’s out of the way…I just need a few days to forget about that. Work through that, you know? It’s not use being all upset about it now. I don’t want to be caring so much about them that I let them affect my mood when clearly, they couldn’t care less about me.”

“That is just…terrible of them to practically wash their hands off you.” AJ scoffs.

“Baby, don’t get yourself all angry over those two. There’s no point. Let’s just focus on ourselves and those that actually do care.”

“You’re right.” She smooches you on the cheek. “You’ve come a long way and done a lot of work. I’m very proud of you for that. Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me that. It’s not an easy thing at all to be sharing.”

You cracked a smile. “Thanks, baby.”

————

Seeing some of your family members clicking with AJ so well, so quickly, it seriously made you so happy— the relief you felt was impeccable. “AJ, will you read me a bedtime story?” Aurora comes running up to AJ— and you.

“Sweetie, they’re watching a movie—”

“It’s alright, Trish.” You assured.

You and AJ shared a look before she smiled and agreed. “Yay!” Aurora exclaimed and dragged the two of you by the hand upstairs to her bedroom.

“Good night, sweetie!” Patricia laughs, as did Ezra.

“Night, Mommy. Night, Daddy!”

A good twenty minutes later, Aurora reluctantly agreed to finally sleep. You walked back downstairs with AJ and were met with Theo immediately suggesting that the few of you should go out for the night. “Come on. We’ve been keeping it PG for the whole evening. Let’s go party it up.” Theo laughs.

“Hey, don’t need to look at me. You guys are adults. No curfew over here.” Patricia bit back a laugh, “Go. Have fun.”

“Alright, alright.” You gave in. Theo cheered quietly, gesturing for his husband Dylan to join you all and leave the house.

The destination? A gay bar. Ever since that night in high school, you were very careful around alcohol. So much so that you flat out didn’t drink alcohol in chaotic settings like these. Not all of them knew why, but they didn’t force you— you had two glasses and that was it.

“Which one of you people wants to take the mic tonight, party people?”

“Let’s go do that. Let’s sing.” You grabbed AJ by the arm, causing her to look at you, laughing.

“Sure.” AJ giggles, looking over to the guys.

“y/n, you know I cannot sing.” Your brother pointed at you, “Dylan— you can.”

“Hell yeah.” Dylan agrees and hopped off the stool, heading for the stage with you and AJ.

“Alright, alright! Here we go. First daring ones of the evening. Dylan, AJ and y/n singing ‘It’s Not Christmas Without You’, everyone!”

“So if you feel it comin'

On this special day

Just trust your heart

'Cause I can't wait to hear you say

That it's Christmas

And the start of something new

Well, it's Christmas

And I hope you'll feel it too

Everyone together, sing

Silver bells and golden rings

But all of it means nothing

Without you

No, no no

It's not Christmas (Christmas)

Without you, you, you

It's not Christmas

Without you, you, you

It's not Christmas

Without you, you, you

It's not Christmas without you”

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omg, couldn't imagine her being dominant but dang 😳

Hey! I was wondering if I could request some angsty jealous!reader x lilette where reader is jealous of how much time lilette is spending with her scene partner, possibly ending with smut?

On My Tongue

Lilette Suarez x fem! reader

Warnings: coarse language, bit of quarreling, smut— oral, fingering, toy use(reader receiving)

In which, Lilette makes it up to reader for making her feel jealous

“Hey, what are you up to this afternoon?”

“Oh, I’m meeting with Robbie to run lines for the play. What’s up, babe?”

“Nothing, just wanted to see if you were free to hang out.”

“Oh.” Lilette answers, the excitement gone from her voice, “I’m sorry, bubs. I promise I’ll go to yours once I’m done here, okay?”

“Okay.” You agreed, “Bye, Lil.”

“I’ll see you soon, okay? Love you.”

The thing was this. Lilette always kept to her promise and came to hang out with you every time she was done rehearsing and running lines with her scene partner, Robbie Thorne. He was nice and all, so it was nothing against him. But every time you and Lilette hung out ever since she got cast in the school play, all she could talk about was the play, or rehearsals, this scene and that scene.

You loved that she was so excited, it was adorable. She was adorable going on and on about something she loved. But you, you couldn’t help but feel jealous knowing that she had to prioritise rehearsals right now and for the next month— that’s how long the drama club had left till opening night. You were jealous, of the damn play, but perhaps more so about the fact that Robbie was the one getting to spend that much time with her since most of Lilette’s scenes were with him.

Did you let her know how you felt though? Oh, no way. You could never do that and have yourself seem like a needy little bitch. You’ve sat in at rehearsals a few times but hey, watching them interact made you want to roll your eyes the whole way through, annoyed. You missed her like crazy. You missed spending time with her, and with her current commitment to the play, it’s been crazy hard to get her alone. You weren’t about to ruin it for her because it was the senior play so it was the very last one she’d be able to do.

Oh, and one more thing— no one knew that you and Lilette were together. You were her secret. So if you add that into consideration, it meant that even when you two were together, you had to be so careful because living in this small town? Everyone knew everyone. And they talk. A lot. Your biggest worry? Her mother.

It was Friday and you guys had the day off school so you’d slept in till about 9:30 which was considered pretty late for you since you tended to wake up naturally before 8a.m. no matter what. Putting your phone aside, you got up to get freshened up and do some chores. Then, you had breakfast. Nothing fancy, just made yourself a bowl of oatmeal with strawberries and peanut butter. You stared into space while you ate, your mind subconsciously drifting back to think about Lilette after awhile. You sigh. “Stop it, y/n.” You chided yourself, “Nothing to be jealous about. She already said she’ll come over here later.”

Washing up your bowl and spoon, you went back to your room and curled up under the covers to read a book while you let your phone charge. Now that. That went well. You did not think about Lilette once. Feeling a little restless and thirsty, you got out of bed to stretch and get yourself a drink. Once you returned to your little safe place, your phone buzzed on the vanity. Lilette’d texted you.

But somehow, you just weren’t feeling excited anymore. Instead, you scoffed and felt so annoyed and you could not help yourself. You didn’t know how or why, but yet, here you are. Feeling like shit.

Obviously, seeing your unusual response, she calls you.

“Nothing’s wrong.” You deadpanned.

“Something’s bothering you.” She stated. She was right— but you couldn’t verbalise what was bothering you.

“Can we just talk when you get here? I can’t do this right now?” You answered hurriedly.

With a soft sigh, she agrees and hung up after saying bye. You slapped yourself on the cheek lightly, “What the fuck is wrong with you, y/n? She comes over early, you’re not happy. She promises to spend time with you and she’s been doing that— you’re also not happy. What the hell do you want?”

Getting so caught up in your thoughts, you didn’t even hear the knocking on the door. Until, you heard your name. Lilette was here. You scurried to the door to let her in. “Sorry…I was— I was uh, thinking.” Lilette shows up right around lunchtime.

She chuckles dryly, stepping inside your apartment. “Right.”

You squinted at her, taken aback by her response. “What?”

“Stop it, y/n. I’m sick of this, you know? You distancing yourself from me when something’s very clearly bothering you. It’s been going on for what, three, four weeks now?” Lilette snapped. You flinched, backing away from her. Tears immediately pricked at your eyes. You hated that you were like this. You hated that Lilette had moments like this, thanks to her Mother. Her mother’s tone of voice and reaction to things in situations like these ones. It wasn’t her fault, this was the only reaction she knew because that’s what she was taught inevitably growing up.

“Will you just talk to me?”

Damn, now you couldn’t. You were feeling that painful lump in your throat and you looked down at your feet.

Her backpack lands on the floor with a thud. You flinch again, “Fuck! I don’t— I don’t know what’s wrong okay? Fuck it, I don’t understand what I’m feeling. Why I’m feeling this way. I hate it, I hate myself. I hate that I’m like this. I don’t know why I hate that you have to be at rehearsals and running lines all the damn time even though I know you have to because the play’s coming up. And you’re fucking good at it and I’m happy for you, I think it’s fucking cute that you’re so happy and excited to be in the play so it’s my problem that I’m feeling so negative. I just— ugh! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please—”

You rambled, and Lilette gets snapped out of her little mood as she heard more and more of your words, when she heard you get more and more distraught.

“I’m sorry, I should’ve just talked to you instead of trying to deny how I was feeling.”

Lilette swallowed her words and just hugged you, “I shouldn’t have yelled at you. That was wrong and not at all helpful.”

You burst into tears, tears seeping into her shirt, “I’m sorry. I know I need to change, I just— I need —”

“I know, baby. I know. You’ll be okay, one day at a time, y/n. You’re already going to therapy, you’re on the right track.” She rubs your back. “I’m not mad at you, okay? I promise. I’m still working through that whole thing regarding my Mom. I just— sometimes, it still happens. I get upset and my first reaction is to yell, but that’s not going to help.”

————

After awhile, she broke away from the hug. “How can I make it up to you, hm?” She asks, looking at you as she sniffles. You exhaled harshly, pondering over her question.

Then, you looked at her and she looked at you. Up and down. Your eyes meet again, silently answering the question she posed you with. She puts her hair up quickly with the scrunchie on her wrist then pushed you gently onto the armchair. She kneels before you, swiftly pulling down your leggings and underwear in one smooth motion. “I bought you your favourite dessert, you know?” She tells you while her hands went up and down on your bare thighs as her gaze was locked in with yours.

“Then we better finish before it melts.” You guffawed, squirming a bit feeling her fingertips against your skin. Warm, but ticklish. Lilette pushes up one leg of yours and you bent it, the other one rests on her shoulder while she dove right in between your legs. Starting with soft, slow licks that circled your clit which caused an ache each time, your arousal rapidly grew. She was so pleased about it, picking up her pace and started to lick up and down the lengths of your folds. You seethed and whined, squirming in the restrictive seat. “Oh, my fucking God.” You muttered, exhaling shakily.

“Fuck, I could eat you out forever.” She curses, breath fanning against you and making you moan. Lilette only laughs again, making you give her the same reaction. She removes her mouth, eyes flicking downward to look at your cunt. “So pretty…” She licked her lips. “You’re so wet. Why are you so wet, baby?”

“Fucking tease.” You mumbled.

“Oh, of course. It’s been a month since we did anything.” She smirked, “Duh. Making out wasn’t enough for you, right, baby?”

You only whined in response while she inched closer to you again. Your eyes watched her closely as she moves, fighting the very intense urge to whine again. “Oh, just whine all you want.” Lilette said sweetly, causing your cunt to throb. “I love hearing you make that sweet, sweet noise for me, angel.”

Oh, God.

She walks away, and you glared at her. “Easy…I’m just getting something for you from my bag.” Lilette chuckles, unzipping her backpack. You sigh, eyes now on the container that was placed on the coffee table— the tiramisu she’d bought for you.

When she was kneeling between your legs again, you were shocked to say the least. The girl was holding onto a vibrator— a vibrating egg, to be specific.

“When the hell did you get the time to buy that?”

“I bought it online and had it shipped to my P.O. box.” She replied nonchalantly, turning on the toy.

“You actually got a P.O. box?” You asked, a little surprised.

“Yes.” She stated, “You want me to fuck you pr not?”

“Is that even a question?” You sassed. Lilette gives you a bewildered look, brows raised as the smirk returns to her face.

She was definitely going to make you pay for that attitude. Inserting the toy into you without much of a warning, you yelped, hips lifting up against your will. Unfazed, but very content, Lilette moved your legs to their original positions and resumed her stimulating of your clit while the toy worked on the internal part of the work.

The girl was sweet and innocent to anyone but you. At least in public she was…when alone? Lilette wasn’t afraid to explore fantasies and new things. You living alone gave her an advantage — She had a place to go to that she didn’t have to worry about privacy. Her combination of techniques had you soaking the leather beneath you— scary quick. She somehow saw you grabbing your boob and smacked your hand away. You whined very loudly, very frustrated, but she swiftly took over your hand and groped the hell out of it, forcing endless noises of pleasure to erupt from your throat. You were so desperate for her touch after such a long time that every gesture from her sent you closer and closer to tears.

“Oh, God. Please don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” You pleaded, a quiver in your voice.

She listens to you instead of doing what she wanted. Lilette would usually stop her ministrations when you pleaded her to continue, you guessed that this time was a little different. “This enough for you?” She asks, voice muffled since she was buried deep in your pussy.

You let out a strained cry, “Fuck. You are so fucking good at this.”

The girl damn near bit onto your clit. If you didn’t squirm, she would’ve. “Shit.” You panted, feeling her tongue go faster and faster, then the toy went faster. Somehow.

You seethed, licking your lips, “Babe— I’m close—” Instantly, she pulled the vibrator out of you and abandoned it. “Fuck— fuck—” You cursed, clenching around nothing while the ache and pleasure grew and grew to no end. She was keeping you just stimulated enough for a damn long time. The edge seemed so close yet so far away. It was building and building to a brim. “Baby, please. Please, I need to come, please.” You hurriedly spat out.

Two fingers of hers replaced the vibrator and curled upwards to hit your g-spot mercilessly to chase your high. It absolutely did not take her long to make you come. And so very intensely. The fluttering in your core got so extreme it eventually becomes an ache as she helps you ride out your high. Seeing that you were in tears she was fucking proud of what she’d just accomplished.

“You’re so hot, baby…” She complimented, Handsome caressing your thigh as she moves herself up to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on her lips. “Such a good girl, aren’t you? Coming for me so easily and so much…you feel amazing on my tongue.”

“If you keep talking, I’m about come again, Lilette.” You scoff.

“Oh, please do. That’d be such a treat for me…” Lilette smiled at you, sitting on the floor, her hand dangerously close to your apex. “You wanna come again, baby? I can give you that. Does my baby want that?”

Oh, fuck it. “Fuck, yes. Make me come again. Make me squirt for all I care.”

“Oh, a challenge?” She raised her brows, “Game on, y/n. Game on. I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to think about anything but me.”

————

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[pda128]

Capri Donahue Masterlist🔌

Index:

🤍 fluff

❤️‍🩹 angst

❤️‍🔥 smut

Never Lost 🤍❤️‍🩹 [1]

Listen ❤️‍🔥 [2]

Backfired ❤️‍🔥

“Flowers? What for?” 🤍

You Don’t Know Me 🤍❤️‍🩹

Snowed In? Step Up 🤍

Seeing Double ❤️‍🔥

Coming Home 🤍❤️‍🩹

Anything and everything 🤍❤️‍🔥

[pda128]

Jos Cleary-Lopez masterlist⚡️

Index:

🤍 fluff

❤️‍🩹 angst

❤️‍🔥 smut

Kissin’ U ❤️‍🔥

Flipping The Bird 🤍❤️‍🩹

Sweet Revenge 🤍

Stress Eating ❤️‍🔥

Soaked ❤️‍🔥

Bruises 🤍❤️‍🩹

My Biggest Mistake 🤍❤️‍🩹

Hands Off ❤️‍🔥

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lowkey wa—need someone to do what Janis did to reader to me 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

Omg you should definitely do a part 2 for talk is cheap!!! Ughhhh you are FEEDING us! I love your fics <333

Your Favourite

dom! Janis ‘Imi’ike x sub! fem reader

Warnings: MDNI, smut— strap use, fingering, pet names(reader receiving)

Part 2 for ‘Talk Is Cheap’

(Pictures used are from grumpy magazine & Pinterest)

"How's your back?"

"That alone will make me cry if I keep thinking about it."

"Poor thing." She sulks, burying her face into your breasts.

"That feels nice, though."

"What feels nice?" She asks teasingly.

"Your hands pressing on my lower back." You stated.

"Okay." She replies, "Go on your hands and knees later. That'll take the pressure off your back, I hope." Her hands started roaming, one of which has found its way down to your ass and gave it a squeeze. Your breathing gets laboured, alerting her that you were just about ready. She continues groping your ass, forcing you to get riled up- maybe a little too soon.

Janis starts to slide her hand to your front, sliding down your underwear along the way.

Janis smirks, "You definitely do not need any lube." Her hand comes up, fingers spreading apart, your slick glistening under the dim lights.

You gulped, "Fuck, let's do it."

~~~~~

“Okay, baby.” Janis caresses your ass, “Hands and knees, come on.”

“How do you want—”

“However feels comfortable to you, I’ll work with whatever.” Janis says with a smirk. You had your face in the mattress and your ass raised in the air. You then felt the warmth of her palm against your sore lower back. You seethed. She retracts her hand abruptly, taking a peek at your face, “Okay, I won’t do that anymore.”

“No!” You whisper-yelled, “That feels nice.”

“Alright, I’ll give you more of that afterwards.” Janis chortled, placing her palm back there for a few moments before it glides lower, cupping your ass cheek. You feel her breath fanning against your bare skin, then she says, “Legs apart a little bit more, baby.” So you moved a little, somehow unsure of what she wanted until you feel a dip in the mattress beneath you— she’s laid down, her face below your cunt and her hands groping your ass. You naturally lowered yourself just enough so her mouth could reach you with ease. She pulls you closer to her too at the same time.

“I’ll work you up to it, alright? Just relax, sweetheart.” Her words…they sent a swarm of butterflies fluttering around in your stomach and you hummed, right when her lips founds its way to the hood of your clit, gently wrapping around the bundle of nerves. Janis stays stagnant until you whined, then she circles her tongue around it just ever so gently, eliciting a short gasp from you.

Your eyes eventually shut, making the other sensations feel more intense with the absence of your sight. Janis was being so gentle with you, it just made you melt. After circling the nub for a few minutes, you both felt your arousal growing and begin drip down your upper thigh. Without saying a thing, she begins to suck at the sensitive area, alternating between that, circling it and lapping her tongue up and down your folds. You went weak in the knees after her persistent gestures, she laughs while holding you up by either ass cheeks. A meek whine slips away from your lips, motivating Janis to pick up her pace. Each movement of her mouth makes you whine and whimper, much to her satisfaction. “Moan for me, princess.” Janis’ breath fanned against your heat, a strangled noise erupts from your throat, “Moan for me, you can do it.” You licked your lips, pursing them together but not before you let her hear yet another pathetic whine. Your knees gave way again, feeling the pleasure abruptly shoot up. “Mm, fuck~” You moaned, voice muffled by your face in the covers. You just knew she was grinning at the sound, you just knew it, “Fuck, oh— my fuck—” Your breath came out ragged, now an absolute whining mess with her ministrations. Janis breaks away, scooting downwards so she could get up.

You objected, vocally which gave her a very nice surprise. It felt like torture while waiting for her to return to you. You hear her putting on the harness in the meantime, and you clenched around absolutely nothing. You figured out she was watching it happen when you heard her laughing. “Aw.” She coos, hand roaming your ass and giving it a squeeze next while trying to position herself. You feel her leave you again, so you were incredibly. “Babe— I need you.” You admitted, painfully, words coming out strained.

“I know, I know.” She hums, you heard her grab a pillow from in front of you then you felt it against your skin, “Wanna get up a little bit, baby? I just want to put this down for you so you’re more comfortable.”

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You lazily lifted your top half up just enough for her to squeeze the pillow through the space before you practically fell back down onto it. “Good girl.” Janis said smugly, massaging your butt in one hand while her other teases you with the strap. “Ah—” You whined, swallowing thickly, “Mm, fuck.”

“Yeah, keep going, baby. Just like that.” Janis urged, the tip of the shaft going up and down the length of your apex, “You love this, don’t you? Me fucking you with my strap is your favourite way to do it?” Then, it presses it against your swollen clit that was begging desperately for attention and relief. A tiny cry escapes your mouth, your eyes still close while you took in a deep breath. “Ready, baby?” She asks softly, you instantly nodded your head, mumbling incoherently. You feel the tip up against your entrance again, then it enters you bit by bit. You gasp, forehead resting against your hands that were clasped together. “Oh, fuck~” You reciprocated Janis’ move with a high-pitched moan when you felt it poke at your sensitive spot inside. Slowly, it moves in and out of you, hitting your g-spot every time without fail. She grabs onto your hips as she does so, pulling you in and pushing you away just enough. “Baby~ I wanna hear you.” She chuckles huskily, her fingertips traced your bottom gently, making you feel ticklish and squirm. Before you could even think of anything to respond with, she pulls out the furthest she has so far and rammed into you forcefully, causing a particularly loud noise to spew out of your mouth. “Oh, my God.” You muttered, shakily, “Oh, my God. Oh, my God.” “What, baby? What?” She asks sweetly, still moving and keeping at her pace. You whimpered feebly in reply to her question, unable to form any more proper words or sentences as your mind drifted further and further away into the abyss.

With each time she basically pounded into you, you gave her a whimper, whine and moan— in that order. That was how long she’s dragging it out for, stimulating you until you couldn’t take anymore. You weren’t even saying her name anymore, nothing was on mind other than pleasure, now almost too much of it. You were reaching your high soon. Despite your current position, the pain in your back started to bother you again while the coil in your core begins to tighten at a speed that was so quick, it made you burst into tears. “Don’t cry, angel.” Janis soothed, “Are you alright?”

Despite her calm, sweet tone of voice, her actions made it terribly difficult to properly hear her out. You were feeling the overwhelming urge to get fucked till you couldn’t take it anymore and was coming so easily, and it seems you were headed in just the right direction. “Just a bit more, okay, baby? Can you take it for me?” She asks quietly. “Mmm.” You moaned, nodding your head eagerly, “Fuck fuck fuck—”

“Not yet, angel.” She slows down right on time, watching you on the verge of your release, all reddened and needy, clenching around the silicone while soaking the sheets beneath you— and your thighs, too while you were at it. Tears threaten to fall from your eyes again as she carries on pushing into you unforgivingly Janis was drilling you into the mattress by the end of it, and you fall flat on your stomach as a result. Noises came from you without an end, right until she told you that you could come. Well, even then, you were still making a whole lot of noise for her hearing pleasure. “Such a good girl, princess. Holding it together for so long for me.” She praised, slowly turning you onto your back. Janis was finally met with your face: blissed out, eyes barely open as you tried to catch your breath. Janis made sure the pillow was right beneath your lower back to cushion it. Seeing that you were still shaking, Janis quickly removed the harness from her body and crawled into bed beside you.

“Okay?” She asks, brushing the hair out of your face.

“Yeah.” You nodded, swallowing harshly as your breathing momentarily seemed rushed.

“Hey. Hey, you’re alright. Breathe, baby.” She coaxed, holding you in her arms as she speaks.

“That was pretty amazing.” You laugh, in disbelief that you held out for as long as you did.

“You were fucking amazing.” She grins, kissing the tip of your nose, her hands were now pressing against your lower back just like they were earlier, soothing the ache. You only smiled back, curling closer to her warm body. “I’m impressed.” Janis continues, chuckling over her words. Humming in response you said, “You are?”

“Oh, boy. You are sleepy, aren’t you, baby?” She teases, placing a kiss at the top of your head. You nodded, comfortably resting your face against her chest. “So I take that as a no to a warm bath, then?”

“‘m sleepy.” You mumbled, “But it hurts.”

“I’ll go grab you a heating pad?” She asks, worried.

“Mm…no.” You slurred, “Stay with me.”

“I’ll just be a minute.” Janis sighs softly. Your response was to snuggle even closer, right now you were practically squishing your face into her chest. She laughs, “Okay, then. Getting comfy there, baby?”

You smiled sleepily, barely able to keep your eyes open. “Alright, close your eyes. Good night, angel. I’ll be right here.”

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Sing Me To Sleep

Amber Appleton x fem! reader

Warnings: fluff, tiny make-out scene

In which reader can’t fall asleep and asks Amber to sing her to sleep

Been sitting in my drafts since April 30th. I just had to finish it instead of deleting the whole thing. 🤷🏻‍♀️

You watched the wall clock intently as the hands ticked, feeling the frustration of not being able to get to sleep. You scrambled out of bed to walk around the apartment and stretch. Getting to the kitchen, you poured yourself a glass of water and sat at the table to drink it. You were still gonna be on your own for a while, Amber wouldn’t be down with her shift at a diner nearby until about thirty minutes and it takes her about twenty to get home.

You made yourself a cup of tea while waiting, playing a staring contest with the wall clock in the meantime. It was no fun, obviously. Then, you turned the TV on and flipped through channel after channel but nothing good was on either. So you just...stared into space and drank your tea, hoping the warmth would somehow make you sleepy. Or maybe the boredom would.

You spaced out until you heard the front door open. “y/n.” Amber says, “Why are you still up?”

You blinked profusely, snapping out of your thoughts, “Can’t sleep. Very tired, but I can’t sleep.”

She sets her backpack down, untying her hair. Amber came up to your side and pressed a kiss to the side of your head, “I’m sorry, honey. Give me a minute to change my clothes then I’ll be right with you.”

You took your mug with you and followed her into the bedroom, sitting down on the edge of the bed while she got out of her work clothes and into sleepwear. After brushing her teeth, she climbs into bed with you. “What can I do so you can get some sleep?” She rubs your back soothingly.

You hummed in thought, taking the last few sips of your tea then sitting the mug down. She lets you go so you could set the mug down properly but quickly envelopes you in her embrace again. “Are you coming down with something?” Amber asks.

“No, I really don’t think so.” You shook your head, snuggling closer against her chest. For some reason, you got this overwhelming urge to kiss her. So, you gave in to it. Hand reaching up for her cheek while you looked up at her. Amber leans closer too, allowing you to kiss her. She smiles into it, asking, “What’re you doing?”

“Nothing.” You answer, pressing another kiss to her lips, “Just felt like kissing you.” With that, Amber deepens the kiss, hands roaming your back while both your hands now held her face and, you were straddling her.

“Do you want to—”

“No, do you?” You ask, pulling away for a moment before connecting your lips with hers again.

“I don’t mind, but if you don’t want to, we can just make out.” She informs you, barely audible as she carries on kissing you, her tongue sticking into your mouth fleetingly.

“Miss me?” She asked, eyes cast downward to watch your grinding against her thigh. You chuckle, “Maybe a little.”

With one final kiss, she breaks away from it, guiding you back into her embrace.

“Amber?” You said quietly.

“Hm?” Her eyes looked down, meeting yours.

“Can you sing me to sleep?” You asked, an arm wrapping around her as you laid slightly on your side and stomach.

“Sure can, my love.” She says with a smile. You didn’t look at her, you could just hear it in her voice.

“Sing me Feels Like Home.” You requested, blocking a yawn that escaped your lips, “Please?”

“Anything for you, sweet girl.”

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Hands Off

Jos Cleary-Lopez x fem! reader

Warnings: MDNI, smut. Fingering, marking, squirting, face-sitting(reader) pet names(both), multiple orgasms(Jos receiving)

In which, reader gets teased by Jos at school all day and she gets back at her for it. But first, some relief.

Requested? Yes / No

Draft started: 22nd April 2024

You’d barely sat down at your desk in homeroom before you felt an odd sensation on your thigh- like static shock. But not quite. Still, you shrugged it off paying attention to Ms. Ballard’s announcements. You didn’t feel anything again until she was taking attendance. “Jos?” The teacher called.

Zap. You actually felt a full on zap on your inner thigh, making you squirm awkwardly in your seat. “Here.” She responded, you turned around to look at her with her hand raised.

A handful of names later, yours was called. Another zap. You exhaled harshly, your patience quickly being lost. The intervals between each of Jos’ little zaps and tickles got closer together for the rest of this first period. When the bell dismissed the bunch of you to get to your first classes, Jos walked up to your side. “Hi, babe.” She greeted you, her hand slipping into your back pocket. That was fine, but what she does next, squeezing your butt? That made you yelp. “Are you kidding me, Jos?” You asked in a hushed tone, “You just had to start this at school? When you had all of yesterday afternoon and last night?”

“We did say we wanted to spice things up a little.” She shrugged.

“This is not a little.” You told her. “I don’t do this.”

“But if you’re open to try, we sure could.” She grins, pressing a kiss to your lips.

“Not at school we’re not.” You look at her, perplexed. But another feeling bubbled up in you, the more she looked at you. You huffed, “Okay, fine. We’ll see how it goes.” You tried to respond casually, but your craving for her was growing way too fast for your liking.

“So…I can keep doing what I’m doing?” Jos asks with a grin plastered to her face, hopeful.

“Yeah, I don’t see why not.” Shrugging, the playful glint in your eyes made it clear to her that you now wanted it just as much as she did.

You and Jos were separated by classes till lunchtime. But every time when she saw you before then, Jos would make good use of it, to tease you. Work you up. And it got easier and easier— Jos could see it. You were about to lose it and lunch couldn’t get here any quicker.

You were let out of class first so you were waiting for Jos. And once she’s barely appeared in front of you, you pulled her into the janitor’s closet with you. “Hello to you too.” Jos laughs, “Couldn’t wait anymore, could ya?”

“I have my limits, Jos.” You exhaled, “And it’s reached the highest point. I’m gonna lose it if you don’t just…”

“Just what?” Jos teased, an eyebrow raised as she watched you expectantly.

“Just fuck me.” You spat out, “Do it quick— I’m starving and we don’t have much time.”

“Ooh, bossy.” Jos chuckles her finger tips running down your arm briefly while she leaned in to kiss you. With all the intention to work you up, just so that she could give you what you’ve demanded. As her hand roamed your upper back, little zaps of electricity shocked you somehow making you more needy. The pain felt good, coursing down your spine and straight towards where you needed her so terribly bad.

You whined as the zaps were felt repeatedly. You knew it was by no means intentional, but when Jos started hearing you make noise, she kept doing it to you to aid the growing wetness between your legs.

The louder you became, the more eager Jos became…forgoing the gentle foreplay and diving right into hungry, purposeful kisses and she’d even marked your neck. “Shit! Jos.” You mumbled. “You’ll be fine, your shirt covers it.” She laughs lowly, hand reaching down the front of your pants to rub your clit while watching your face contort. You were biting down on your lip to make sure you weren’t being too loud, and Jos was enjoying every second of your quiet whines and whimpers way too much. She easily made your knees buckle as the pleasure built up. Keeping a hand on your hip to make sure you stayed standing, Jos carried on assaulting your clit with her hand, finger prepared to slide down to enter you. She looks at you for confirmation, and you nodded- stat. So two fingers pushed into you smoothly, curling upwards to hit your sensitive spot. You buckled, leaning onto her with your hand on her shoulder which muffled your noises. You hear her chuckle, right into your ear. The vibrations from that sound sent a rush of heat down south, accompanied by, “Fuck.” Which came out in a pant, then a whine follows.

You could barely stay standing, but Jos was pushing you closer and closer to ecstasy which felt so damn good that nothing else was on your mind. You haven’t said a single word for awhile, her fingers doing its magic in helping you chase your orgasm. All that came from your mouth were meek whiny noises that Jos seemed to love. Judging by how she kept picking up her pace with each time she heard you. That, and the fact that the zaps started to hit you again. In just the right spots…Jos just knew whatever the hell she was doing. You felt yourself clenching around her fingers, gasping. “You’re okay.” She soothed, pressing a kiss to your neck that progressively got more intense. It draws a cry out of your throat as you came. Literally trembling. Your noises…all of which pathetic sounding and incredibly incoherent. You weren’t even sure what the hell kind of noises you were making— it seemed like every single kind morphed into one obscene, needy wave that went right into Jos’ ears. Content, she gave you one final push into your sensitive spot before retracting her fingers and licking them clean.

“Who knew it’d be so easy to make you come?” She teased, looking at you as she asks and licked her fingers off. You leaned back against the wall, attempting to catch your breath, “We’re not done. After school— it’s my turn.”

“Be my guest.” She pulls you in for a quick little kiss before helping you pull your pants up.

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Jos had barely locked her bedroom door when you basically tackled her onto her mattress, stripping her clothes off impatiently. You attacked her lips hungrily, which she welcomed. Kissing you back similarly, maybe even more intense. You were straddling her, lips traveling a trail down to her cunt. Your hand ghosts her cunt through her underwear. “Oh, you’re wet.” You giggle, “Were you thinking of me?”

She laughs, “Of course.” As she answered, you smoothly slid off the thin fabric and attached your lips to her clit. Jos moans, chuckling, “Fuck.” Your tongue flicks her clit lightly, eliciting an oh-so-sweet whine from her reddened lips. Your eyes were flicked up to watch her, “Jos.” Your voice was muffled by her in your face, “Look at me, baby. Look at me.” With your left hand keeping her thighs open, your right hand instinctively moved to her ass to give it a nice grope. She still wasn’t looking at you, and you knew she was doing that on purpose. “Jos.” You repeated yourself. “Eyes down here, my love.”

Still nothing.

So, you then pressed the flat of tongue on that warmth and her eyes immediately snapped downwards. You laugh, breath fanning against her wet cunt as she seethed, “Oh, my God—”

“Told you to look at me, didn’t I?” You rubbed her thigh, detaching your mouth. You crawled back up to kiss her and she was majorly displeased that you’d left her pussy. “Be patient.” You cup her cheek and connected your lips with hers, letting her taste herself on you. You knew what you were doing too— she loved this. It made her incredibly wet, without you having to do much than to kiss her…over and over. Your knee pressed up between her thighs. Until…

“y/n, please. Please.”

“Please, what?” You ask, barely away from her mouth.

“Please fuck me.” She panted, whimpering. “Please. I need- I need you. Now.”

You slid back down, kneeling before her dripping cunt and sucked her clit once before your tongue lapped at her folds, eventually dipping into her entrance. Jos gripped at the sheets beneath her as her toes curled and back arched, pushing herself into your face. You pushed her back down, now holding her open with both hands. on her inner thighs. Moan after moan fell from her mouth into your ears, increasing in pitch that would typically make you cringe. But right now, you were loving nothing more than that. How good you were making her feel.

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You were practically sucking up every drop of her, but yet Jos just kept getting wetter and wetter. And then, there was a difference. You noticed it. Along with the clench of her muscles. Her hand instantly tangled into your hair to keep you in place, “So close— please—”

Smirking to yourself proudly, for knowing the difference in her taste. You kept going like she’d asked, your fingers returned inside her to assault her g-spot, groaning at the growing tightness. Your breath tickles her, causing to cry out. “Shit— shit— shit. Oh, my God—” Her voice was shaky, so near tears.

“Come for me, Jos. You know you want to.” You coaxed, forcing her closing thighs to stay open for you. You kept poking her g-spot, knowing that’s what she liked and needed, and she soon gets pushed over the edge, unraveling right into your mouth. Pulling yourself away, you stroked her clit a little bit just to see her shake under your touch. She whimpers and you hear the tears threatening to fall. Yet, you sucked her dry again, allowing a second high to course through her— intensely. “Oh, fuck! Fuck, fuck.”

You went back up to lie down beside her, holding her in your arms. “Pretty girl.” You cooed then kissed her softly, “So pretty…you did so good, baby.”

Jos chuckles, smiling giddily, “Thank you~ that was— wow.”

You brush the hair out of her face then peppered kisses all over it, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Jos slurred a bit, laying onto you gradually, tracing silly shapes on your clothed chest, “Take this off, baby girl. All of it.”

“Okay.” You said back then simply followed her instructions.

“Good girl.” She smiled, cupping your face and kissing you on the lips, “Get on me, ass in face.”

You nearly snorted, “My ass— in your face?”

“Yeah, that’s what I said, come on.” She urged, “I want you to sit on my face. I don’t fucking care if I suffocate. I wanna taste you this way.”

You just gave her what she wanted, positioning yourself the way she wanted you to. “Hands off, by the way.” She says, her hands on either side of your ass, grabbing them.

You huffed, annoyed, but you’d barely got it out before she licked a skilful stripe up your cunt from the entrance, circling then sucking at your clit. You moaned lowly, seething as she continued her ministrations. She had fucking you figured out down to science, it never took her that long to make you come, unless she chose to edge you. Or if you asked. Nevertheless, it always feels like you’d ascended to heaven.

Feeling her face buried deep in you, ignited a fire in you, it seems. You just could not shut up and Jos was very happy about it. “Very good.” Jos laughs, “Let me keep hearing you. Don’t you dare shut up.”

You whined loudly, feeling the tears getting caught in your throat as she continues to eat you out in this new position. “Let me hear how good I’m making you feel, baby girl. Keep going.” Her breath was making you flinch, bordering on oversensitivity as she harshly grabbed your ass cheeks to keep you still. You cried, actual tears as you felt your climax approaching steadily. This was solely from her mouth, and you were already reaching your limit. Seriously—

“What the fuck—” You gasped, knees going weak as you feel her aggressively just sucking on your throbbing bundle of nerves as if she could get something out of it. “Oh, fuck— Jos.”

“Hm?” She hums, her mouth leaves you.

“I—” You were feeling an entirely different sensation. Is that what it felt like? “Jos, I might sq—”

“Mhm.” She replied knowingly, reattaching herself onto your cunt the same way. “Just…let it happen.”

You couldn’t even say a single word before your body responded and jut unraveled, feeling the gush of liquid coming out of you like now one’s business. Jos was merciless when it came to this. Right now, her had only just left you a couple of seconds ago and you thought she was done, but she wasn’t— her hand replaces her mouth, rubbing your clit brutally so you kept unraveling to the point of overstimulation— a state she loves seeing you in. So sensitive and whiny.

“Jos— Jos— stop.” You panted, in tears. It felt heavenly, but you’ve had enough. Well, at least your body has. Jos stops straight away, allowing you to calm down. “Are you okay, baby?” She asks, worried.

You nodded, face in her legs tiredly. She helped you get off her and back directly on the mattress. Without you having to ask, she cuddles with you, showering you with kisses. “Was that good?” She asks quietly, “If you like it, I’ll do it again, but if you don’t, I won’t.”

“Yeah.” You confirmed, “Yeah, I do. I just wasn’t expecting— you know.” You sniffed, burying your head in her chest.

“Ever do that before?” She asks playfully.

“No.” You answered with a small laugh, “So, thanks?”

You looked up at her, she held you closer, stroking your hair, “If you like it, I’ll do it. Not to mention it is such a treat to see you like that, hm?”

You smiled, head still in her chest as you licked your lips. The fatigue was starting to creep in. “Are you hungry?” Jos asks.

You nodded silently.

“Let’s order some food after we get cleaned up, okay? How’s that sound?”

“Good.”

“Good.” She slowly got out of bed and left you to go to the bathroom to grab a couple of washcloths and a small container of water. She submerges one cloth into water and wrung it dry before wiping you clean. Once she was done, you got up and took the other cloth and wet it before wringing it dry then cleaning her off. You took the container and cloths back into the bathroom to get rid of the water and wash the cloths clean. “Thank you, baby.”

You smiled back at her, “Thanks, too, babe.” She was lying on her stomach reaching for her phone on the nightstand to look through a food delivery app. “What do you wanna eat?”

“Um…” You hummed in thought as you walked back and sat down in bed, “Maybe pizza? Oh, but lasagna sounds even better.”

“Then it’s settled.” Jos smiled slightly, tapping away on her phone for a bit, “Okay, I just ordered us a lasagna to share and some cheesy bread. Come here, you.” She gestured for you to go over and cuddle, so you did just that. But you noticed the literal puddle on the bed, “Uh- I think we should—”

“It can wait a few minutes.” Jos said dismissively, laughing before she presses a tender kiss to the crown of your head as you wrap your arms around her, “We’ll definitely need to lay down some towels next time now that I know you can s—”

You shushed her, snuggling closer. “Okay, I won’t say it.” She laughs, “But you did it.”

With her rubbing your back, you feel yourself slowly slipping into slumber. “Just close your eyes. I’ll wake you up when the food gets here, baby.”

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The Practice

AJ Campos x fem! reader

Warnings: some coarse language, fluff, anxiety mentions

In which a shy reader gets invited by AJ to her house. Reader decides to make a move but is afraid of messing things up

Requested? Yes / No

“

Yourself? You were telling yourself how much you love you?

”

— Piper Halliwell, Charmed. Season 3 E1

(Pictures used above are found on Pinterest)

AJ Campos. Sister of the school’s most popular girl in school. But, also your friend. Or so you thought. For the past few weeks, things have been a little tense between the two of you. The girl’s been flirting with you and you never knew what to do with yourself, always coming off sounding like a lunatic. So, you decided to keep quiet, push her away. Hoping for it just stop. You liked her- you knew that deep down, but you couldn’t admit it to her. You just couldn’t do it. You were scared, scared that you’d read her completely wrong and her flirting with you was just for fun and not meant in a way that was hopefully romantic. So after a full fourteen days of avoiding your best friend, she’s definitely picked up on it— sooner than later, but she also didn’t say a thing about it because she wanted to figure out on her own just why you were acting the way you were.

Spoiler alert, neither of you were getting anywhere with it.

AJ didn’t want to get mad at you, but she was slowly getting there. Frustrated that you weren’t telling her what was bothering you.

“What’s the matter, AJ?” Gabi asks, sitting down beside her sister on the bench. AJ was sketching something in her notebook: a chipped tooth, with the words ‘I have fillings too’. AJ slams the notebook shut, not wanting her sister to ask about it. “Nothing.”

“Really?”

AJ scoffs, “If you know, then why ask?”

“I don’t know what’s going on, but I know something’s going on. That’s why I’m asking- so you’d tell me. And I can help you.”

“Help me with what?”

“Whatever it is. Look- we’ve already been through the whole King Pun situation okay? You not telling me that was fine, I get it. But now you’re upset and I can tell.” Gabi pointed at the book, “So, spill.”

“I don’t know how to explain it.”

“Just…say anything.”

“Someone’s not taking my flirting well…?”

Gabi squinted, “Who?”

“Um.” AJ inhales harshly, “y/n. I like her and I tried flirting with her, she flirted back like- one time and the next day she just completely shut me out.”

“So she’s not talking and neither are you?”

AJ nodded.

“Typical.” Gabi nearly laughs.

“What?”

“Come on. This isn’t the first time something like this has happened. Remember a few years ago when she tried to come out to you and got so anxious she ran off to puke?”

“That is a completely different situation.”

“Yes, but it tells you why she’s shutting you out. She’s probably just scared and not sure you’re actually flirting instead of…I dunno. Doing it for fun because you two have been besties forever?”

“I guess that’s possible…” AJ pondered over her words.

“How’d you get her to open up to you that time?”

“I literally just— I made her cry before she even agreed to sit down and talk to me before she could run away and avoid me. She was terrified and then somehow she just spilled it.”

“But it worked.”

“Yeah, but I don’t want her to cry.” AJ glared at her sister.

Gabi chuckles, “I’m not- I’m not saying you’re gonna make her cry. I’m saying, get her before she runs away from you and tell her you want to talk to her. I mean really insist on it. And if she says she needs time, give her time. But make sure she knows you’re not gonna just give up and drift away.”

With a soft sigh falling from her lips, AJ says, “Thanks, Gabs. I’ll try.”

“Breathe. You got this.” Gabi gives her a hug before AJ leaves, on a mission to locate you. It was lunch, you were eating and you had your phone on the table, face down. It buzzes so you pick it up.

Damn, she still wasn’t mad at you? You’d expected her to wash her hands off you by now. You read her texts but just couldn’t bring yourself to respond. You didn’t know what to say that would make you seem like a complete fool. In the meantime, you spent the rest of the school day debating whether or not to meet up with AJ like she’d asked. You were…distracted to put it mildly. Should you go for it and just see how it turns out? No. Right? You’ve already been making yourself seem like an idiot.

You asked for a lavatory pass and went to the bathroom to think it over, feeling the chatter in classroom too overwhelming for you to be thinking clearly. But it’s not like you were thinking about anything but her for the past two weeks…which was…bad.

Somehow or other, you found yourself leaning against her car, that afternoon waiting for her. Prepared— because you had written down a full fledged confession, but also just as unprepared because you were so anxious and couldn’t stand being in her presence.

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“Hi.” AJ walks up to you, unlocking her car from a distance. “Thanks for coming to see me.” You gave her a tight lipped smile, one hand clutching onto your strap of your backpack as it hung on one side of your back. “Get in.” She said softly, doing so herself. You followed suit. The drive was silent. She seemed very calm, but you on the other hand felt like you were so on the edge you might throw up in front of her again. Forcing yourself to admit your feelings for her was a terrifying thing so far.

AJ leads you into her house, and up to her bedroom. You excuse yourself to be in the bathroom. “Oh no, am I making you wanna throw up again?”

“No…” You chuckled wryly.

Yes. Kind of.

“Excuse me a minute, please?”

“Yeah, yeah. Of course.” AJ shrugged, gesturing towards the ensuite bathroom.

That was the most you’ve said to each other recently. And it was awkward. Painful almost- that’s what you felt.

You quietly shut the bathroom door, walking to the sink. You propped yourself up by the palms, staring at your reflection in the mirror. “You…you gotta suck it up and admit it. Tell her. You can’t screw this up, y/n.” Shakily, you reached into your pocket to get the crumpled piece of paper.

‘I can’t lose you. I like you too much to take the risk- I don’t know if you like me the way that I like you and I’m so scared that it’d be the case. But I still…I still wrote this anyway: I can’t imagine my life without you. We’ve been in each other’s life since before I could remember and going a day without you is the most painful thing I’ve ever had to endure. I just hope that this stays to be the most painful thing and not you rejecting me…because I love you. I love you so much’

She knocks, the door opens as you said those three words. “Are you okay? Because you’ve been in here for like ten minutes and Gabi over on the other side of the door who shares this bathroom is breathing down my neck about it.”

“I was just thinking and then talking to myself…”

“You were talking to yourself? You were telling yourself how much you love you? Okay, good for you, honey.” She bit back a smile, “Come on out. Bathroom’s yours, Gabs!” As you exited the bathroom, Gabi walks in through her door.

You didn’t know exactly how, but maybe these two, nearly three weeks has forced you to really think about it all. How you felt about her, your fears, what you wanted…also. It felt like torture being apart from her for as long you have. Your heart was going crazy.

“AJ, I was uh-” You grabbed her wrists before she could walk back to her bed, “Actually…I was practicing what I was going to say to you if I could ever do that. In the bathroom. I’m just way too nervous to say it to you right away even though I’ve already wrote it down. I was going to plan a whole thing and give myself the time meanwhile to mentally prepare but I guess…here works too. Because every single moment I spend with you has been the happiest I’ve ever been no matter where the hell we are, no matter how boring or shitty the place or the situation is. It- It was wrong of me to just push you away like that and not let you know what was going on…that I needed the time to think.”

You were looking right into her eyes, and she was doing the same. When you feel the tears pricking your eyes, you saw tears brimming in hers. She sniffles, letting one hand go to wipe her tears away and she looks down for a beat.

You continue, “I don’t know everything, but I- I do know this- AJ, I cannot- I can’t lose you. I like you too much to have even thought of taking the risk and face possible rejection. Because I just know that it would hurt so damn much, AJ. I simply am not able to imagine a life without you. We’ve been in each other’s lives for so long and having to spend time apart from you was the hardest, most painful thing I’ve had to deal with. I like you, AJ. For a long time and I couldn’t admit it because I was so scared of what could or couldn’t happen. But I’ve had enough of fear, I’ve had enough of letting it control my feelings and my life. I don’t want to fuck this up…I don’t want to lose you. I need you in my life. I love you.”

Admittedly, your stomach was very unsettled but you pushed through. “I…” AJ chuckles, “That’s- wow. Took you long enough to figure it out.”

“I’m sorry.” You laughed tearfully, unable to hold back the tears anymore.

She sighs softly, caressing your cheek. AJ shook her head, “Don’t apologise. That was good.”

You licked your lips, exhaling shakily, a whimper gets caught in your throat as you reached out to hug her. Instinctively, she hugs you back even more tightly and was rubbing your back to calm you down. “I love you, baby. I love you so fucking much. You’re alright. Shh. Thank you- that was the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.”

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aaaaa this is so cute 🥺

Hey idk if you’re taking requests rn but I was wondering if you could write some fluff with one of auli’i’s characters (it doesn’t really matter which one) where the reader is just being the biggest flirt and she won’t take the hint until the reader kissed her

Lost Cause

Amber Appleton x fem! reader

Warnings: fluff, coarse language?

Thank you for requesting! Enjoy:)

“Amber, what is the matter with you? Why are you so fidgety?” Ty asks.

“You know y/n?” Asked Amber.

“Yeah, you’ve mentioned her before. Why?” The guy looks at him confused.

“Well, she asked me to hang out with her tomorrow night. Like go to dinner together.” Amber reveals.

“That’s great!”

“What? No.” Amber was horrified.

“Amber, you are seriously so oblivious sometimes.” He sighs, “She likes you. We only met her one time and it was insanely obvious.”

“That is impossible.” Amber’s eyes widened momentarily.

“Why do you find it so ridiculous that someone has feelings for you?” Ty laughs.

“I mean- look at her.”

“The girl’s been shamelessly flirting with you.” Ricky pointed out, “She was pretty touchy with you and you were so okay with it.”

“You too? My God.” Amber huffs.

“Okay, look- the winter dance is coming up.” Ricky continues, “We know you like her, so why don’t you make a move and ask her to go with you?”

“That is a great idea, Ricky.” Jordan quipped, “It would be the perfect opportunity for a first kiss- very romantic.”

“First kiss? Seriously? I cannot even get a proper sentence out when I see her.” Amber guffaws.

“Exactly. You do like her. And she likes you.” Jordan stated, “It’s easy- you have her number just casually drop her text and ask if she wants to join you. Not that it’s going to be a date.”

“I don’t see how that’s supposed to help- I’m still going to be spending time alone with her but she won’t know I want it to be a date?”

“Oh, Amber. You are a lost cause.” Ricky tutted, “Give me your phone.”

“No, why?”

“Just give it to me. My friends, we’re gonna help Amber ask out her crush.” Ricky announces.

“Yeah, Amber. Don’t let the girl’s efforts go to waste.” Jordan laughed, “Phone.”

“You can check what they type out before you decide to send it or not.” Ty reminded, “Y’know?”

“First thing’s first, do you want to go to dinner with her?” Ricky asked, “That’s what you need to answer first,”

“Do you honestly just always shove your feelings aside and ignore them? She’s your roommate. How’ve you not kissed already is beyond me,” Jordan remarked.

“I wish it were that easy.” Amber sighs softly, nearly rolling her eyes. “You guys know I-”

“Yes.” They chorused. “That’s why we’re gonna help you text her,” Ricky added on.

Amber took her phone out and slid it across the table.

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After school, Amber immediately went to get ready for tonight. She was excited, but more so nervous. She probably cared a little too much about what you thought— that’s how much she liked you. However, given that your little date location was a dinner, she ended up wearing hoodie and jeans. She was seriously deciding on the dress, though. But she didn’t. As you walked up the street to reach the dinner, you see her walk down the street- towards you.

“Hi, Amber.” You gave her a little wave.

“Hey.” She replies.

You two quickly got a seat and were now looking through the menu. “I was going to wear a dress. But I thought that was too formal.” Amber began. Much to your surprise.

You chuckle, “You know, I thought the same.” You were wearing a sweatshirt and cargo pants.

“Well, great minds think alike.” She giggles. Amber was blushing.

“Hey, do you have a date to the winter dance?” You asked, shutting the menu having already decided on what to order.

“Uh…” She looked away for a second, “Um, no. I was- thinking, if maybe…you wanna go with me? Like a date?”

“A date?” You didn’t expect her to make the first move- you were going to ask her. But she’d beat you to it. “With you? I mean-”

“I-it doesn’t have to be a date, but I-”

You interjected, “Amber, relax. I would love to go to the dance with you.”

“Really?” Her face lit up. “Of course.” You smiled, reaching out to put your hand on hers. Amber then pursed her lips together trying to hide her smile but failed to do so.

Over dinner, she slowly opened up- talking to you without too much care at all. Her actually bubbly personality and bright smile made your heart flutter. Amber who such an optimist too, which you loved about her. “Well, I’ve been alone honestly for the last 2 years…no family. Just my friends.” Her closest friends: Ty, Jordan and Ricky were all going to school in the same state or nearby states. So they still hung out sometimes. Pretty often, actually.

There were some rumours going around the school about what happened to her Mom, but you knew her Dad has passed away when she was twelve from a heart condition. You ignored the crap, obviously, knowing it wasn’t true.

“Well, um- you’ve got me now.” You smiled. She does the same back and then proceeded to stab at a little cut-up piece of syrup drenched waffle on her plate.

That night, you walked Amber back to her dorm before you headed back to yours. “Good night, Amber.”

“Good night.” She gave you a shy smile. And as you were about to turn and leave. “Wait.” She stops you, grabbing onto your wrist.

You stopped, looking into her eyes, waiting for her to continue speaking.

“Are we…”

You let a chuckle slip, you cautiously leaned closer to her, your hand sliding up her cheek to cup it, and then your lips met- igniting a spark in both of you that was yearning to make itself known…and Amber, stood before you in shock and delight, slowly reciprocating. She kisses you back, her hands on your back, almost reflexively pulling you closer. Your kisses linger for a minute before you two mutually broke away, just a tiny bit breathless.

“Those that answer your question? Or are you gonna need another clue?” You grinned.

“Mhm.” Amber nodded, her shyness taking over again as she blushed, “Can I kiss you again?”

You nodded happily and obliged, letting her kiss you this time. You loved it- she claimed that she’s never kissed anyone before but she was good, though. “Good night, y/n.” She hugs you with the biggest smile on her face.

“Sweet dreams, Amber.” You cupped her cheek and kissed her on the nose, “I’ll see you again soon.”

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ty for the tag fav author @idontplaytrack!! i have bangs with wolf cut hairstyle, but this is accurate whenever I don't fix my bangs lmao

dunno who to tag, so if you come across this post just participate if you want too!! ♥️

Thank you @superhaught for tagging me in this picrew thing

The hair isn’t 100% accurate but I fell like I did pretty good

(No pressure tag): @ashecampos @auliisflower @idontplaytrack @bugs013

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aww this got me kicking my feet and wanting to get a gf 😭🥺

MY CHARMED ONE [5]

Capri Donahue x Harper!Sibling reader

Warnings: fluff, angst, mentions + slight descriptions of the death of reader & darby’s mom(flashbacks)

In which reader gets rudely woken up by a nightmare and gets comforted by Capri

Capri walks out from the bathroom and turned the light off. And as soon as she sat back down in bed, you stirred in your sleep and almost instantly got jolted awake then was sobbing your eyes out. “Baby, baby…it’s okay, baby. It’s alright. You’re okay.” Capri wraps you in a hug without hesitation, rubbing your back, “What’s the matter, darling?”

“I keep getting the same nightmare…of my Mom and Darby drowning, my Dad telling me she died.” You sniffled, “It’s been- the same thing for a week.” Feeling the snot dripping down from your nose, you pull away from the hug. She grabs you a tissue to wipe it off with, then Capri cups your face, swiping your tears away with her thumbs.

“You’re safe here, darling. You’ll be okay, hm? I’m right here with you.”

Tears still threatened to fall with your emotions still running high. You no longer felt sleepy- wanting to get out of bed. “Baby, it’s not even four in the morning. Where are you going?”

“To wash my face.” You told her shakily, “I don’t even feel like sleeping anymore.”

“Okay.” Capri shifted herself so her legs now hung off the bed as she watched you enter the bathroom to wash up, not even bothering to turn the lights on. “Baby, do you want something to drink? Maybe some tea?”

“It’s fine, just go back to sleep.” You told her.

“No.” She disagreed. You didn’t even say anything back before she started making her way to the kitchen. After you’ve washed and dried your face, you headed for the kitchen to look for her.

“Capri, could you…take me to visit my Mom tomorrow?”

She nodded, looking at you once she hears your voice, “I’ll go with you, honey.”

“I’m sorry for waking you up so early.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Capri assured, “Come here, baby.” She snakes an arm around your waist while waiting for the water to finish boiling. “I’ll make you some camomile tea, okay? Then let’s try sleeping a couple hours more.” She knew how tired you’ve been- she’s sees it. No doubt. So you didn’t even bother trying to disagree. Thankfully, with her holding you, you eventually managed to sleep till 8am.

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After breakfast, you and Capri took a drive to go visit your Mom at her resting place. You haven’t been there in a while, purely because of how hard it was to do so. However, you’ve always had a habit of talking to her before bed nearly every night- of course it was a silent conversation usually.

On the way there, you had Capri stop at a flower shop to get a few of your mom’s favourite. “All set?”

“Yup.”

“Alright, here we go.” She began driving again, you stared out the window in the meantime as she kept a hand on your thigh.

Once there, you and Capri walked through rows and rows before you managed to locate your mom’s headstone. You placed the small bunch of flowers down then sat on the grass. Capri sat down as well, “Oh, would you rather have me leave for a few?”

“No, it’s okay. You can stay.”

“Hi, Mommy. Happy early birthday.” You began, “I’m sorry I haven’t came by in a few months. It’s always been hard for me to come here. So I hope you could hear me while I talked to you every night, almost. Anyway, I’m with Capri now, and Darby’s on better terms with her. I also almost got hit by a car a few weeks ago but Capri saved me. With her power- how cool’s that? Don’t worry about me, Mom. Capri’s taking good care of me. Maybe you sent her into my life right when I needed her the most, and I’m certain you did. So…thank you.”

“I’m very lucky to have her as my partner, Mrs. Harper. She’s the sweetest and most beautiful person I’ve ever met. Not to mention so incredibly strong, intelligent and talented.” Capri added on. You smiled, leaning your head onto her shoulder.

You blinked and looked up because you saw a pair of legs approach you and Capri.

“I’ve been watching over you, my dear girl.” You heard your Mom, “You’re going to do some great things in the future- I’m so proud of you, y/n.” Then through your clouded vision, you met her eyes and her smile. The same one you always remembered. You were in disbelief and smiled back tearfully. “Remember that I’m always going to be with you in whatever way, shape or form. I hear you all the time- you can always talk to me. Don’t cry, sweetheart. I’m doing very well over here.”

You gave her a subtle nod but a bright smile. Relief, excitement and pure joy washed over you all at once. You’ve finally seen her. After such a long time.

“I love you so much, Mommy.” You kissed your hand and tapped the headstone. With that, she disappears, orbing away.

“You okay, baby?”

“Mhm.” You sniffled, “Never better.”

Once on the road again, you told Capri about what happened. “I could feel it.” Capri said nonchalantly, “I couldn’t see anything but I felt it. Besides, the way you were looking up and directly in one area? Kinda tells me she was there. I’m glad you got to see her for a bit.”

You nodded, “Darby’s always been the one to be able to experience that. I’m glad I’ve finally had my own chance.”

“Do you feel better?” She asks cautiously.

“I do. I think this was just what I needed after the week of repetitive dreams.” You nodded firmly. “Thanks for coming along with me, Capri.”

She brushes her thumb over your knuckles soothingly, “Of course, my love. Anytime.”

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same 🥹

i want a gf so bad😔

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I'm once again obsessed with your writing!! I look forward to your posts every day <3 can I request clingy needy Janis? Where she's constantly attached to reader, way more than normal since she's not usually one to show physical affection that much, maybe a smarty ending

Like A Koala

Janis ‘Imi’ike x fem!reader

Warnings: smut mentions at the end, coarse language, mentions of vomiting due to a migraine episode.

In which Janis is acting clingy with reader. It confuses reader but she wasn’t gonna complain about the change of pace. It was finally a peaceful afternoon with Janis.

“Janis? I’m home, baby.” You called out once you’ve entered the apartment. Closing the front door behind yourself, you hear hurried footsteps. And when you turned around, Janis was practically jumping into your arms.

“Hi, you.” You laughed, struggling to put down the two bags of groceries that you were holding in one hand.

“I’ve missed you.” She says, her head buried in your neck. You walked over to the kitchen island with Janis still clinging onto you, to put the bags down quickly before everything fell to the floor.

“I missed you too, baby.” You had a hand on her back and another supporting the rest of her weight, having it under her thigh. “Are you okay?” You asked her softly. Janis was definitely not one to show affection this way, unless she was not feeling well. Thus, you were worried.

Janis shook her head no, still staying in her position. "Baby, please tell me so I can take care of you, alright?" You felt yourself nearly letting go of her and you didn’t want that so you swiftly made your way with her over to the kitchen island and put her down. “Are you sure?” You cupped her face in your hands. Her nose scrunches up, “Maybe I feel like I’m getting a migraine.”

“Let me know if there’s anything I can do, hm?”

"Cuddles?" Janis requested, a tiny tiny smile tugs at her lips.

"Of course. I just have to put away the groceries first otherwise the things that need to go in the fridge will go bad." You told Janis and she gives you a pout. You detached yourself from her and got to your task of unpacking the groceries. Meanwhile Janis sat on the counter waiting for you, her legs swinging as she does so. You smiled to yourself at the sight, admiring just how cute she seemed. Oddly enough, days like these ones brought peace in your routine which was pretty rare considering Janis' usual personality. Which was great, for the most part, but you needed days where it was like this- no crazy adventures, but just a day inside with your favourite girl. Of course, this doesn't just happen when she wasn't feeling well- it was like this too if you were the one feeling under the weather. All Janis would then focus on was taking care of you. No crazy shit, just like that.

Once you were done unloading the groceries, she asks you to hug her again. Happily, you obliged, the two of you shifting over to the couch. She's been hanging onto you like a koala, which you found to be pretty freaking adorable. "Do you need painkillers?"

"Don't bother. They don't really work."

You shifted yourself just enough so you could shut the curtains and keep out the bright sunlight. As Janis laid her head on your chest, you rubbed her back for a short while before migrating your hand to give her head a massage. "Thank you." She says softly, a smile forming on her face as she shut her eyes. You carefully moved her hand that was under your back away for the sake of her blood circulation, and her grip of her other hand on your shirt, only tightens. She returns to the same position after a few minutes so you didn't bother anymore. Janis needed the rest.

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You read a book while she took a little catnap in your arms. And when she woke up, she tells you that her stomach was starting to hurt. Something she despised and something that terrified her. Janis had emetophobia and migraines would frequently cause her to get sick due to the pain. That combination was one straight from hell- both for you and her. Immediately, tears were in her eyes. Which shattered your heart. But, you kept it together, rubbing her back and reassuring her that she was okay.

“I don’t wanna throw up.” She sniffles, swallowing thickly.

You had a few options now: wait until she has to and ran to let it out, leave her for a minute to go grab the trash can, or take her into the bathroom so the two of you could wait it out. As much as this sucked, she always ended up feeling relief from the pain after throwing up. So you kinda wanted her to throw up so she was less miserable.

“Oh, God.” She presses the bottom of her hand to her forehead, massaging it annoyedly while her eyes were screwed shut. “Can we go to the bathroom?” She requested, “I don’t feel so-”

“Of course, babe.” You helped her up, an arm snaked around her waist. You end up in the bathroom in your room with her. Janis slid down to the floor with her back against the wall, feeling extremely bothered by the heavy aching feeling building up in her stomach. You sat with her, holding her hand as she took some deep breaths. Using your free hand, you ripped some toilet paper off and threw that into the toilet. After going through a few of these episodes with Janis, you’ve learnt a thing or two- this would hopefully prevent any splatter that’d make her feel worse.

“You’re alright, Jan. Just let it out if you feel it, don’t force yourself to hold it back- you’d just feel worse, baby. I’m right here with you.”

Maybe it was the fluorescent white lights she’d mistakenly switched on, but it didn’t take long before her stomach churned and flipped, doing a much dreaded somersault. She leaned over to let the contents of her stomach spill, just in time. You rubbed her back meanwhile, “Jan, don’t look at it. Just close your eyes. You’re okay, you’re okay. I’m here, honey.”

She was crying, she couldn’t help that- and the throwing up. But she didn’t have much to eat today so she was left dry heaving for about a minute after the fact. Shit, she must’ve been feeling bad for awhile. “Do you wanna get up, Jan?”

She silently shook her head, staring at the floor. You quickly closed the lid of the toilet and flushed it. Washing your hands, you filled a cup with water for Janis to rinse out her mouth before you sat back down with her. “Deep breaths, baby. You’re okay now.” You reminded her. Janis nodded, again not saying a thing. A minute or so later, she looks at you, holding out her hands. You got ahold of them and helped her off the ground. She rinses her mouth to get rid of the awful taste in it before you two went back out. “You want to go back to sleep?” You ask while flipping the light switch to turn the light off.

“No.” She managed. Looking at you longer now, you noticed her eyes were watery and bloodshot, but just slightly.

“Okay, come on. Let’s go sit down on the couch again.”

You offered her a popsicle, which she happily accepted- it soothed the burning feeling in her throat. It was also a way for her to get some water down without actually having to drink a glass of it. And now the both of you were back cuddling on the couch again, just like she’d asked.

“Don’t drip it everywhere.” You told her.

She doesn’t react, but it didn’t bother you. Janis still seemed a little out of it after she had to throw up. You watched her, fingers massaging her scalp then her eyes met yours. Staring into her beautiful brown eyes, your heart melts and you smile at her. She does the same back, but a bit of the melted popsicle falls onto your baby blue t-shirt, leaving a purple spot. “Sorry.” She says. “That’s okay.” You chuckle, then planted a kiss at the top of her head.

“You know…” Her hand finds its way onto that spot on your shirt- it was on your chest. “I would totally kiss you but I still feel all gross and disgusting.” Shocked at her abruptly confession, you gulped. “What? Baby, don’t be silly- you’re not feeling well. Why on earth would I want you to do that?”

“Because…” She exhales, “I just noticed you aren’t wearing anything underneath your shirt. And I’m feeling kinda like I wanna do something.”

“Not right now, baby.”

“Okay.” She responded sadly, “Later tonight?”

“If you’re feeling better, then sure.” You laughed lightly.

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shenanigans [3]: you need some sleep

janis x fem! reader social media posts & texts

— ft. aaron, cady, damian, regina, gretchen & karen