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it was just us

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thought this was so funny srry

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HAVING! THOUGHTS!

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Shauna was sooo down bad 😣

And the most painful part is that it was mutual

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can i have 🥸 anon? thinkinggg abt jackie being free use just like very obviously bringing up somno pretending to be all casual but shes (not so) secretly so desperate for you to take her up on it wants so badly to wake up to you using her

she's trying to seduce you to get you to just pull her close and use her how you want, but ur not getting the hints 😖 all those times she purposefully bent over in front of you to grab something she dropped, those mornings she'd go without clothes while making breakfast in the kitchen, was her tryingg to tell you she wanted you to use her body.

talking about free use with her, getting consent, and her telling you what you're more than welcome to do to her, and she gets super excited talking about somno.. mentions it sooo casually. like, "oh, also you can wake me up with head or whatever 😊" but her breath hitches when you ask for clarification about what you can do to her in her sleep, and she just gets so wet while thinking about all the possibilities.

it's so hard for her to fall asleep after that lmfaoo. she's just too excited thinking about whether she's gonna wake up to you eating her out. also thinking about just pulling her close and groping her while ur trying to sleep and she's so horny because of it. it's hard for u to sleep too. well, kind of. her soft moans and whines make ur whole body flush, and all u wanna do is fuck her dumb, but they put you to sleep so easily at the same time.

thinking about her waking up and already feeling her belly coil as her orgasm approaches 😵‍💫 she can barely comprehend what's going on before she starts moaning wildly, grabbing at the sheets as something warm and wet prods at her hole. looking up at her through ur lashes, your juices coated on her chin, and mumbling a "good morning." to her 😊 telling her you just couldnt help it, you woke up and the strap of her tank top was low, exposing one of her tits for you, and that she looked pretty enough to eat.

it's her favorite thing to wake up to her body being mysteriously wet or her clothes being off when she had them on before going to bed. feeling the air conditioner blow on your wet marks left on her stomach, turning in her sleep and feeling how drenched her thighs are, waking up to her pussy all sore and clearly used. it's a rush for her.

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lottie w size kink cus she always be towering over everybody ++ choking kink bc her hands are literally so big🤭

yeahyeahyeah esp with both small and tall reader...

lottie who loves towering over her smaller partner, who loves seeing them kiss up her long ass fuck legs, who loves being able to encompass your whole body with a hug, who loves weighing you down so easily... lottie who loves that she can almost wrap her entire hand around your neck, lottie whose eyes sparkle with glee when she sees and feels your small hands try to pry her bigger one off your neck as she gently chokes you, digging her fingers in harder the more you struggle :p she's always teasing you and egging you on to push her off while she's choking you because she knows you can't—knows you won't—because you're too tiny. also, lottie who can honestly cum just from the sight of ur smaller hands wrapped around her cock/strap 😵‍💫

but lottie with a taller reader... being the one who gets towered over for once!!!! always wanting to compare hand sizes because she thinks it's hot that urs are so much bigger. she always ends up holding them or making you touch her in places 😁 choking kink but it's her getting choked with your big hands yes!!!!! she looks up at you like she's in heaven when your hands are on her neck, and she's always gasping out, "harder." when you're fucking her at the same time.

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Misty and Nat when Lottie switched to Shauna’s side in the trial to make it a majority vote

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a little bit harder now ... || lottie matthews x reader

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🩻 lottie "accidentally" discovers she yearns for the drag of teeth on her neck ... your bite is to blame

🔪 MDNI - biting , fingering ( lott receiving ) , porn without a plot

( uhm. once again constructive criticism welcome and appreciated (/gen) because this is my first time writing about pussy. something which i didn't think would be so difficult considering i fucking have one. )

🎵 "A Little Bit Harder Now" - She Wants Revenge

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"they say people who bite are the worst to have sex with."

it was a sleepover at jackie's house which somehow provoked the conversation. one of those friendgroup chats you have way past midnight when everyone is delirious and their filters had effectively been shut off.

lottie doesn't remember who brought it up - just that they made a point to explain how biters are supposedly violent, rough, and all around biting during sex was a no go.

unless you were into that kinda thing

ever since the sleepover lottie was stuck thinking about what was said - not the sleepy confessions or the half awake shit talk brought about by the short lived game of truth or dare ( the unpleasant sound of vomiting which chased the dare natalie received to swallow a raw egg was enough to kill the mood for the night )

the only thought running laps around lottie's brain for the following weeks was the idea of deep bite marks littering her collar bones.

she figured she'd let it live as a fantasy. her mind would wander and inevitably end up manifesting a daydream about someone shoving her down and digging their teeth wherever they could - her neck, tits, tummy, and thighs ... it honestly didn't matter where, so long as her skin was being broken by molars somewhere where she could admire it in the mirror the next morning.

it was a dream, that was all. something for her mind to toy with when she got bored and needed something exciting to chew on while her hand played with the waistband of her panties.

problem is, lottie has always had a bad habit of thinking out loud.

the original plan was a casual hookup because you've always known how to rock lottie's world just the way she liked it. she brings you to her place, entertaining conversation over mediocre takeout before you two are softly kissing in her living room. that quickly evolves into a hasty makeout session, one which has the two of you colliding into furniture as you try to find your way into lottie's room with minimal separation, articles of clothing being left in a messy trail along the way.

it isn't long until you're on the mattress, one of your hands interlocked with lottie's with your other hand tracing her inner thigh. as your fingers ghost over her entrance, she breaks the kiss and gives you the opportunity to nuzzle into the crook of her neck.

"bite me."

to be honest, she didn't mean to say it out loud - her mind lingers on how with your current position it would've been perfect. the words have already left her lips with a bit more authority than she would've hoped, and seeing as it's too late to take it back she tries to ease the moment with a gentle,

"please?"

you do as you're told, gently nipping at her skin all the while running your fingers through her folds - she's pretty wet, something you take as a sign to push one of your fingers in. her breath hitches as you curl your finger, words attempting to form but getting lost underneath her shaky gasps.

" ... bite ... harder ... "

eventually she finds her words while you push another finger in. you bite her again, properly this time, earning a sigh which breaks into a moan as she struggles not to buck her hips.

you don't mean to bite her as hard as you do - you've always been a piss poor multitasker and as such sacrifice your focus on being delicate with her skin in favor of thrusting your fingers just right. whatever you did seemed to work as lottie quite literally whines and tosses her head back. a soft thud echoes around the room, which you don't immediately process as lottie accidentally hitting her head against the bedframe until you realized that simple action earned yet another soft gasp from her lips.

"m ... m ... more ... harder ..."

her words are dissected by a mean stutter, one that you've come to recognize as a telltale sign that she's getting close. you're not quite sure if she's requesting you work your fingers faster, or you sink your teeth into her neck once again-

as a middle ground you decide to do both.

your arm begins to ache from how hard you pump your fingers, and it almost feels nice to distract yourself when you focus on clamping your teeth onto lottie's skin. you pull back, kissing the tender spot you had been attacking and she seems to quietly whimper in the few seconds your mouth isn't pressed against her neck. as you try to work your fingers faster, you press your lips into her shoulder, kissing it softly before biting as hard as you could muster. temporarily you feel bad for intentionally hurting her, but it's quickly washed away as her moans continue to grow in volume the more you work your jaw.

you feel like a goddamn vampire, all too unsure if this is really a good idea, but before you can think about it for too long lottie's orgasm crashes into her. no more desperate pleas leave her lips as her eyes squeeze shut and the only thing she can manage are loud gasps and louder groans. you work her through it, removing your teeth from her shoulder and instead gently kissing her cheek and jawline as she cums on your hand and her thighs.

her eyelids flutter open as she shakily sighs, and you bring your hand up to lick her cum off your fingers but before you get the chance she grabs your hand and takes your fingers into her own mouth, quietly moaning as she tastes herself while rolling her tongue over your knuckles. her big brown eyes stare into your own, and you can't help but admire your handiwork as you take in the sight of her pleasantly blissed out state.

and then you notice her neck. red, bruising, and tender.

wordlessly you watch as she presses the marks on her skin, sighing as her fingers prodded the newly forming bruises.

"sorry i didn't mean to ... i just got kinda caught up in the moment -"

lottie shushes your quiet apology, grabbing your hands and pressing them against her thighs. she then taps the other side of her neck, clean skin free of bitemarks.

" ... do it again. please."

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This came to me in a dream

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omg i love ur lottie stuff!!

personally thinking about the progression of lottie from a soft dom scared to hurt you before realising that you get off on her absolutely bodying you (thinking of the progression from pre crash to season 3 😍😍😍)

thank you anon!! <3 (nsfw content, so mdni!)

there was a time when lottie had still hesitated, when the woods were new & you’d all been hopeful for rescue. back then, she used to touch you with so much care, murmuring apologies into your skin even when you begged her not to stop.

that version of your girlfriend has long since been taken by the wilderness. there are no more apologies, only the unyielding press of lottie’s hands as she guides you down to the earth, treating you like you’re an offering to whatever higher power she’s started to believe in.

right now, you’re far enough from the huts & the others that no one hears the sounds lottie pulls from you. she’s not afraid of them like she once was. lottie thrives on them now.

she holds you open, cradling the bend of your knee while pressing your thighs back to bare you fully. her fingers are spread across your jaw, the pad of her thumb stroking along the corner of your mouth.

you can’t help but whimper. it’s dizzying: the mossy ground beneath you, the earth clinging to every ragged inhale. you swear you can taste it on your tongue, this thing lottie’s been claiming ever since you came out here.

the woods are listening, she’d said. it wants us to. and now: “let it hear you,”

her fingers press deeper, the heel of her palm grinding against your clit. the moan that erupts from your throat is shameless, yet lottie croons at the sound, delighted.

“take it,” she moans.

her mouth drags along your throat, the feeling of her teeth to your flesh making your back arch. your hips lift, searching for her, rocking upwards as your thigh trembles in her grip.

you do take it.

you can feel the wetness slicking her hand, hear it in the obscene sounds as her fingers work you open. it drips from you, trails down her wrist and soaks into the ground. the earth drinks you in.

above your intertwined bodies, the sun filters through the canopy, dappling her bare shoulders and your sweat slick skin in gold. beads of it run down your breastbone, glistening where her fingers spread you apart, where your body gives and gives and gives.

“mhm…there it is,” lottie pants. her mouth finds yours just as your legs clamp around her wrist. “that’s it, let go.”

the pressure breaks, all of it crashing at once, and your body convulses violently under hers. you cry out, your hands scrabbling uselessly at her back, yet even as you pulse around lottie’s fingers, she keeps coaxing everything from you.

“you’re so good,” she praises once the pleasure starts ebbing. “you give it so freely.”

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Jackie with size kink? ^-^

she loves being petite when it comes to you. just lovesss how much taller/bigger you are than her. she gets butterflies in her stomach and pussy when she thinks about it :3 things like how your hand is literally the size of her head, how you easily hold her small body down and ruin her, how your fingers are so long and stretch out her hole so good, how she has to stand on her tippy toes to kiss you....

she lovesss the bigger dildos. always picks them out. probably doesn't even have a strap smaller than 9 inches. she loves seeing you walk around the house with it on, trying so hard to not stare at the very obvious and big bulge in your pants while she eats her lunch. she gets so dizzy in such a short time when you tell her how you're gonna make your big strap fit inside of her <3 it's more fun for her when the roles switch and she's the one telling you to make it fit while you tell her you're too big for her pretty hole <33

thinking about jackie with a plus size reader....she rly loves the size difference with that. feeling your thick thighs holding her body down while you ride her strap, using her like nothing more than a torso with a dick....gets her drooling and creaming all over. mirror fucking where she's forced to look at how you manhandle her small body, how you easily fill her tiny outline. dont even get her started on your belly. she could worship it all day.

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ೃ࿔ bruised and bloody

you can’t stand shauna shipman, she’s snarky, evil, and a bitch. You hate how attractive it makes her. After getting in a physical fight with her, you both finally break the ice.

pairing 𝜗𝜚 shauna shipman x fem reader

warnings 𝜗𝜚 season 3 shauna, blood, violence, suggestive themes, u both lowkey crazy

Shauna shipman is insufferable, you can’t stand the sound of her cocky tone, and how she makes her voice all deep when talking to you. You hate how she acts like she’s in charge of absolutely everything, as if she isn’t your equal. Sure, she is the “antler queen”, but she’s the same as everyone else.

Shauna treats you like you’re a kicked puppy, you’re pathetic to her, but not necessarily useless. A harsh tone and sometimes a shove accompanying it is how she treats you. You’re snarky, but you always give her what she wants.

There’s an unmistakeable tension between you two, the group starts to wonder if you guys are sneaking around under their noses. The way Shauna grabs your face, squeezing it in her palm, just enough to hurt a little. Your smirk never fails to rile her up, she can never make you run and hide from her.

One day, you’re out with her alone, hunting. Shauna picked you for a reason, you know that well. You tune out most of the words that fall from her mouth, you aren’t bothered to listen anymore. She grabs your attention when she stops in her tracks, you pause and turn to her.

“Are you even listening to me?”

You haven’t even said anything and she’s already fed up, you smile. It isn’t nice at all, there’s malice behind it. You enjoy watching her eyebrows furrow further.

“No.”

It’s simple, you don’t need to lie to her. Shauna doesn’t hesitate to push the gun against your stomach, her eyes are sharp. You would be scared, if you didn’t hear the safety click on.

“This wouldn’t be a fair fight, would it?”

Your fingers wrap around the barrel of the gun, and Shauna’s lips part. She’s obsessed with you, your sass, how you don’t back away from her even when she gets physical. It makes her loathe you, how you’re willing to challenge her authority. Shauna drops the rifle to the side, grabbing the collar of your over cloak, and drags you towards her chest.

“Is it a fight you want? I’ll give you a fucking fight.”

She breathes in your face, maintaining eye contact. Butterflies flood your stomach, something about it excites you. You grab onto her wrists, and shove her away from you. A sadistic smile plays on Shauna’s face, she’s enjoying this, you’re willing to stick to your word, and she’s been craving something to take her frustrations out on. She shoves you back, and she doesn’t hold back. You stumble away from her, you’re lucky that a tree is behind you, allowing you to regain stability.

Neither of you say anything, you don’t need to. Shauna launches herself at you, her hands are already balled into fists. She doesn’t waste time, already throwing punches at you. You manage to block her a few times, she lands a few blows below your chest, affectively making you cough. You get tired of it quick, you didn’t start this just so you could get beat up. You grip her shoulders, brace yourself, and wham your head against her nose, then push her to the ground.

“Shit!—“

Shauna hisses, her nose already gushes blood. You know she’s getting angry, you can see it in her eyes, it’s that same look she gives Mari whenever she tests her. Shauna doesn’t allow you to overpower her, she trips you with her foot and pounces on top of you. She remembers the state she left Lottie in at the cabin as she stares at you underneath her, somewhere in her heart tells her that she can’t leave you that helpless. Her nails dig into her palm, only one blow, she tells herself. She punches you once, and you don’t react in time to stop her.

She gets you right on the nose, causing you to bleed as well. And again, and one more time. She stops once a little bit of blood leaks from your mouth, you don’t look too beaten up, aside from your bloody nose, and your bruised lip. Her gaze is sharp, but it’s laced with worry. She settles when you smile at her, your teeth stained with red.

“Is that all you got?”

You gasp out, that sentence is what gets her. Shauna crashes her lips onto yours, the kiss is hungry, and far from sweet. You’re surprised, but you don’t hesitate to kiss her back. Her bloody knuckles graze your jawline which has you shivering in her grasp, she basks in the power she currently has over you. You pull her closer by her hair, you tug on her brown roots, affectively causing her to whine into your lips. All you can taste is the iron, and the salty flavour of blood coating both of your lips.

“You’re so fuckin’.. pathetic, and annoying.”

Shauna murmurs into your lips, the degradation leaving you dizzy. This time you bite your tongue, enjoying every second of the makeout session with Shauna fucking Shipman. She nips at your lower lip, forcing you to open your mouth. She shoves her tongue in, exploring you like she’s been wanting to do.

“Fuck you, Shauna.”

You’re not sure if you spoke with hate or not, but you meant it. She groans into your mouth before breaking off the kiss. She presses her thumbs against your throat, she chokes you to shut you up. Your lips part as you feel air escape you, Shauna snickers as the sight.

“What? Are you trying to say something?”

Her voice is low, and teasing. Just as you are about to push her off of you, the sound of footsteps echo in your ears. Shauna looks away from you, but keeps her hands still.

“Enough! Get off of her.”

The voice belongs to Van, disappointment washes through your body as she pulls Shauna off of you. You feel hands rub your shoulders, you recognize them to be Taissa’s. Shauna and you exchange a knowing look before being pulled off into different directions.

Spending the night at Shauna’s hut isn’t a bad idea.

bit of a freaky post from normal but @scatorccionats gave me an idea awhile ago and I couldn’t stop thinking abt it

req me!

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how did we get here, when i used to know you so well...

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i just need jackie to dominate me 😣😣

i know she's a bratty switch :p just loves teasing you to get you to fuck her dumb but can easily hold you down and fuck you dumb. she prefers it tbh. she loves having that power to make you all needy and unable to think as she grinds her hips down into yours, makes fun of how you can only hold onto her tits instead of squeezing and pinching them.

jackie laughing while holding you down 😵‍💫 gripping your chin and forcing you to look at her when you whine and hide half ur face in the pillow as she pinches your body. you melt so much more when she scolds you in her raspy voice.

jackie who makes you eat her out before even thinking about ur own pleasure. only rewards you if you did good enough. which, you always do. you always know how to get her gripping the bedsheets and clenching around your tongue, but she loves fucking with you. she lovesss making you work for it.

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'i cant get on board with travlot bc lottie is literally a lesbian!!' well i cant get on board with it because she sexually assaulted him but you do you

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growing up with an angry father is terrifying but growing up a daughter with an angry mother is gut wrenching because you get it, you understand that she’s been worn down by the world and being treated as less and she’s been carrying the rage and traumas of her mother and her mother before her and her mother before her and when you see her you recognise that same rage in you

but her rage is not pointed at the world, it’s pointed at you because you’re 14 and not used to the harshness of it yet but she will make sure you get there and you don’t know what to do but cry and she hates seeing your tears because they make her nauseous

growing up with an angry mother feels like being ripped apart because you know she loves you, she’s your worst enemy, she makes you feel safe, she terrifies you, she’s your best friend, she’s the reason you can’t let people get close, you love her, you never cried over a boy or a girl as much as you cried over her words, she made you, you’re her puppet, you’re desperate to leave, you’ll never escape her blood or her judging gaze and even when you leave you can hear her voice in your head and it will haunt you until you’re dead

you understand her rage but you see it in yourself and that scares you more than anything else