#chat: skylar

[freeusemuses]

Gwen: How did Felicia get away?

Sky: I let her go.

Gwen: What!?

Sky: I. Let. Her. Go. Because. Shit. Got. Weird!

Gwen: Weird how...?

Sky: I had her cornered. We were fighting, you know? A normal altercation. And my hand ends up around her throat. And she looks me dead in my eyes. Into my SOUL, and says: HARDER!

Gwen: *blushing* Oh...~

[locitapurplepink]

Few days ago, I found this cute mini long note with a cover of Elena and Sofia are going on adventure with their animal buddies, skylar and minimus.

And look inside this note.

There are Princess Aurora and more Princess Sofia too. So cute 😘 That's all from me.

[messy-jello]

[justashamwithwastedpotential]

Making a new farmer

His name is Niko and he will take up the in-game mantle of being Isaac's personal menace (He's thirsty for him)

He's friends with Haley and Jeric and is stupidly good with slingshot because he doesn't want to get close to the monsters. (He's trying to mine. Rude.)

Immediately works on automating his farm so he can do nothing the rest of the day. (He needs his beauty sleep).

Became a farmer for the ✨️ aesthetic ✨️ also because his grandmother was so pleased to hear he was given the farm. (He cannot disappoint his grandma). Grows exclusively fruits for wine and flowers because they look pretty.

[mariannedonley]

Janet Elizabeth Lynn and Will Zeilinger Featured Authors

Partners in Crime, Janet Elizabeth Lynn and Will Zeilinger write the Skylar Drake Mysteries, hard-boiled detective stories set in the 1950s.

July Featured Authors Janet Elizabeth Lynn was born in Queens and raised in Long Island, New York. She is the author of murder mysteries, cozy mysteries and with her husband Will Zeilinger, 1950s hard-boiled detective mysteries. Janet’s Website Facebook Janet’s Blog Will Zeilinger has lived and traveled the world and has been writing for over ten years. His novels range from mystery to…

[arthallea]

not to be too serious here or anything but genuinely one of my least favorite things in the queer community are cis queer people who will talk up and down about loving trans people but in no way actually making an effort to include them meaningfully outside of an occasional "fuck terfs". it's like, absolutely not more harmful than people actually committing atrocities to our community and i don't wanna sound divisive during a time where community is needed. but that goes both ways too, y'know? you can hate terfs all day long but do you actually love trans people?

[kevinbriansatterwhite]

When Prince passed away - I saw him in a puppet form. He was smiling and running around. I think he was trying to tell me the afterlife was cool. Also, the puppet he looked like - was in the image of a puppet I dreamed of creating. I callled them - The Cools. It’s not that I want to go to David aka The Afterlife - so badly. It’s just so amazing in my dreams. I think it’s my spirit sister Jacqueline’s planet. I once saw her riding a bicycle - alone - in a blue jay suit - head to toe. She also had clothes on over it. No shoes though - just bird feet. There was so much corn and a road. Kinda like that scene in The Wiz - where Mr. Jackson’s character sings - You Can’t Win. Man, it was so sad. I think David is A Big Bad world also known as - My Pet Monster. I would love to go there someday and chit chat about nothing all day - then work at a place called - Snack Bar that I created for my companions Kathryn and Skylar Grey - all night - with all my friends. On David - I bet it’s our responsibility to dream. That would make me the best security guard in the world - or even better. Batman. Catch you later Jacqueline.

[bengals-barnesbabe]

Unattainable

Pairing: LSU!Joe Burrow X Original Fem!Character (unrequited) & LSU!Joe Burrow x BFF!Reader (eventually)

Summary: he’s the lovable quarterback that all women want to get their hands on, but none seem to successfully capture his heart.

Word Count: 1.3K

Warnings: 18+, language, drugs and alcohol

Asking a guy out requires strategy, asking a guy out who has girls that are friends requires a lot more technique, but asking a guy out who has a girl best friend is a hopeless task. You know when you can tell that they’re inseparable from just one encounter, but everyone assures you that there’s nothing going on between them. Yea, a horrible idea to start with. The ones- like your friends- who aren’t pursuing guys in this predicament severely underestimate the task, but continue to push you towards it.

So here you are at a party celebrating his victory on LSU’s football team and in walks Y/n. She spots you and rushes over to where you’re sitting.

“Skylar! I haven’t seen you in so long.”

Because your back is always to me.

“We should hang out sometime.”

A time when you’re not attached to his hip?

“You know what-

Her phone buzzed in her hand before she could finish. “Fuck I need to go, enjoy the rest of the party!”

She gives you a side hug then races back over to the door when in walks the man of the hour. Tall, kind, strong, confident and painfully unattainable, when she’s around nothing in the world exists to him but her and her ridiculously curly hair.

Y/n presses her lips to his ear with an urgent look on her face. Without waiting a second he takes her hand and walks back out. You don’t know what she said to get him to leave with her, but knowing them it could’ve been anything.

So here you are at a party for Joe Burrow, without Joe Burrow. A party you only attended to ask him out at, but here you are sitting by yourself. It was a dumb plan anyway.

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

The next time you tried to ask him out was at a bar. You were with some of your friends and everyone was having a great time getting drunk and letting loose, when Joe and his friends walked in. You immediately started fixing your hair, outfit, anything he could see if he looked over. The sounds of your friends drunk giggles filled your ears.

“God Sky, just ask him out already.”

“She’s been crushing on him for forever.”

“If you want we could help you.”

Your eyes widened, “Kylie no. No one is doing anything, going anywhere or even looking at him.”

The girl scoffed, “weren’t you just eyefucking him?”

“Maybe you’re just not his type.” A voice joining the table whispered. Gina. She once tried to ask him out as well, when he declined she took it real hard.

“Of course I’m his type, I’m brunette and curvy like his ex.” You point out.

A wicked grin rose on her face, “maybe. But you aren’t a 5 '5-5' 7 curly headed and brown skin like his new girl.”

“They’re just friends.” The words felt like sand coming out your mouth.

“You know what, I’m gonna prove to Gina that every *hiccup* one has a chance.” Kylie stumbled off her stool and walked over to his table, it was more like a baby deer walking for the first time, then fell into him.

“Oh my god.” You cringed for her.

“She’s fucking stupid.”

“Gina, shut the fuck up.”

Over at Joe’s table, some of his friends were laughing at Kylie’s attempts at flirting with him, while y/n just looked amused. They ‘chat’ for a few minutes before you hear Ky say, “would you like to go out sometime?” You know his answer is probably going to be a no, but it’s all about how he answers and it was telling.

His cheeks blush a bit, some from the alcohol and from her question. Then he looks up at Kylie, but glances at y/n, who was now over at the bar, for more than a few seconds. You leave your seat before she comes back to the table. As you walk past the bar y/n smiles and waves at you before taking her drinks back to their table.

Why does she have to be nice?

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Walking into the victory party rushes a wave of deja vu over your body. This entire season felt like one giant celebration which was great for LSU, but you were partied out by now. Kylie invited you because she’s an LSU legacy, so this was a euphoric experience for her. You just wanted to find a random corner and maybe a joint to relax. Luckily there was an entire lounge full of stoners to keep your company.

An hour into the party Kylie came to check on you and immediately started laughing at your current state. “Sky, I think you’re living up to your name right now.”

You smiled up at her with lidded eyes. “This is all I ever want in life Ky.”

“Ok bubs.”

Unbeknownst to the two of you, Joe was on the other side of the lounge with his own drug of choice. You didn’t seem to notice him until his name was being shouted out.

Kylie looks over her shoulder and sees him. “Sky…”

You look around her and there he is, sitting with one leg propped on the other, LSU snapback backwards on his head and a cigar in hand. “He’s so hot, but so not worth it.”

“Since when? You’ve been trying to ask him out all year.”

You shook your head and took a deep breath. “Exactly all year it never worked out because he’s in love with her.”

“Who?”

“Her.”

Looking back over at him, Kylie watches as a girl with waist length braids walks over to him and sits on the couch.

── ⋆⋅ ♡ ⋅⋆ ──

“You asshole, you left me with the Js to get bodied in beer pong.” You pout reaching over for his forgotten cup. “What is this?”

“Don’t laugh.”

Like a reflex, a smile pushes your cheeks up. “Why would I laugh?”

Rolling his eyes. “Because I know you.”

“Fine I won’t laugh. Now tell me.”

“It’s lemonade with a shot of vodka.”

You finally take a sip of it. “It’s not bad, why would I laugh at that?”

“Because I had to cut open a CapriSun for the lemonade.” His face flushed at the confession and tried to look away.

“You’re so cute.” You smiled and turned his head back towards you.

“Yea, that’s a lot coming from the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.” He takes your drink and sets it on the ground then puts out his cigar.

His eyes meet yours as you unconsciously scratch the back of his head with your fingers. “That’s sweet, but I’m not- JOEY!”

Without warning he lifts you up onto his lap, his arms go around your waist and yours wrap around his neck. You feel your face get hot, “what are you doing?”

“What I should’ve done a long time ago.” Then his hands bring your face to his and kisses you.

You freeze for a moment before melting against his soft lips and inhaling the rich spice from his mouth. His cap is knocked off as your fingers glide through his silky hair. A deep groan is sucked into your mouth and his arms tighten their hold on your body.

You’re on a cloud of pure bliss just the two of you until a few whistles are heard from the ground. He pecks your bruised lips once more before you hide in his neck.

“What took you so long?” Your giggles vibrate into his collar.

“You didn’t give me many signs.” You pushed yourself off his shoulder with enough force to almost end up on the ground, luckily his arms stabilized you.

“Joseph.”

“Hey it’s true, it’s not like you were the jealous girl who pushed people away from me. You tried to set me up with Skylar once.” He defends.

“Yea because I’m a nice person and yall would be cute together.”

“See you didn’t make anything easy for me.” He smirked.

Your eyes rolled so far back you could watch the memories of him with other girls. “I can’t with you.”

“Too bad, I’m not going anywhere.”

“I hate-

He ambushes your lips with a fervent desire that ends up with your teeth clashing as you start laughing. “Is this your way of getting me to stop now?”

“Yup.” And kisses you once more.

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[hansumswife]

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chris sturniolo x angelina hamilton

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Skylar Hamiltons birthday had been hectic already and it was only lunch time. First of all Skylar had woken up way before Angelina which was unplanned as Angelina had saved the decorations for the morning, the girls cake hadn't been finished by the bakery, some of her presents still hadn't come in the mail and most of the teenagers friends hadn't knocked at the door to join her party.

Angelina had tried her very best to make do with what they had. Turning blowing balloons up into a 'party game', picking up a cake that didn't fit the theme from the stores instead, and was currently trying her best to make a fun party even though only three out of the twelve girls invited had shown up.

What annoyed the siblings was that they had notice. It wasn't like it was a rushed invitation that had been handed out at the start of the week. No, in-fact they had invited people at least two months before to know what to prepare for, the girls who hadn't shown up had been in the group-chat that was made and were seemingly excited about it all.

But what pissed off Angelina more than it did Skylar, was that the girls who didn't show up were hanging out together and posting it on their public stories on every possible social media account possible. Lord knows she was damn near pulling up and screaming in their faces, but she kept herself calm.

So Angelina sat on the sofa and watched Skylar and her three friends; Jess, Sophia and Charlie. They were currently playing a stupid game one of them had bought over. It was some type of card game that had them rolling on the floor in laughter, so Angelina couldn't complain.

All she was waiting for now was the doorbell to ring. Her phone sat on her thigh, refreshing her texts every few seconds (sometimes minutes as she would zone out or get distracted by the teenagers in-front of her).

Once the doorbell rang she would be able to collect Skylars main present, the one she had bought not too long ago after doing quite a lot of research after the teenagers ramble in the kitchen one morning a few weeks ago.

"That's not even funny! I'm just— I'm—!" A cackle tuned itself in too Angelinas ears. Jess was struggling to catch a breath whilst speaking, Skylar and Sophia were both laid back on the carpeted floor with their hands on their stomach. The sound of laughter not even escaping their mouths as they were laughing that hard. Angelina smiled to herself, snapping a few pictures of the three that she would make sure to send to them all like she had been doing all night.

The TV played quietly behind them, a youtube video playing of the brothers their car, discussing something random topic each time Angelina would pass by. Skylar seemed to enjoy their channel a lot, along with the friends sat in the living room, and Angelina didn't really watch any youtube at all so she was open to anything. She would consider herself a 'fan' but not like the type she's seen occasionally on her for you page.

The dark skinned girl snapped out of her thoughts as the doorbell rung, the teenagers in-front of her not even noticing in the midst of their fit of laughter. Angelina stood up and walked towards the door where her friend, Maya, stood behind the wood.

Maya smiled towards Angelina, "Hey! How are you?"

"I'm good you? You have the thing?"

"Yeah I'm good, and of course." Maya smiled towards the dark skinned girl. Lifting the small, sealed envelope that was sat in her hand. "I would stay but I gotta run, tell Skye I said happy birthday!"

Angelina nodded with a smile, shouting a 'thanks' as the girl walked back towards her car, shutting the door and moving back into the living room. The group of teenagers were now sat on the sofas, the TV's volume turned up slightly as they were all focused on the current video playing.

Charlie looked up as Angelina walked in, "Hey, where'd you go?”

"Got something for the birthday girl." Angelina smiled, gently chucking the envelope onto her sisters lap which caused Skylar's eyes to drift downwards and her eyebrows to raise.

"What is it?" Skylar questioned, Angelina only shrugging in response and plopping herself down on the other sofa. Sophia and Charlie only smiled as they encouraged the girl to open the envelope quicker.

Inside the envelope was a small sheet of paper, small graphics decorating it. "Read it out then!" Sophia sighed, nudging Skylar in the ribs. Skylar only beamed a bright smile after skimming through the note.

"Dear Skylar, you are invited to the Sturniolo triplets verses tour in Orlando Florida on the eighteenth of October. Unluckily for you, your sister will be joining you but I hope you have a good time. Your flight leaves in three days, get packing."

The four girls squealed all together, jumping up and down in a small group huddle. Skylar separating herself from the other three and jumping onto Angelina, hugging her tightly.

"Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome Skye, just know you're doing the dishes for three days."

tags: @st7rnioioss @its-jennarose @timmyscomputer @kriissy4gov @liz-stxrn @sunrisemill @mattssluttywaist @riasturns @mx0qin @junnniiieee07 @sturnzsblog @mattslolita @ariieeesworld @alorsxsturn @nonameisthegameandilovejake

[freeusemuses]

Miguel: *spouting more hypocritical bs about how Miles shouldn't be a Spider-Man*

Sky: "Well if that's not the pot calling the kettle black..."

Miguel: "Excuse you, Morgan?"

Sky: "By your logic, you shouldn't be one of us either. You didn't even get bitten by a spider. You used Pete's DNA to heal some disease. You don't even have spider-sense. Plus ... you wear a cape."

Miguel: "Black wears a cape..."

Sky: "That's an inadvertent addition to the costume. What with him being an Elder God and all."

Nate: "I am not an Elder God!"

[vickiee-mcmuffin]

Secret desires

Summary: You and Stephen have been sneaking around for just over a month. One day, you have a close call when someone knocks on the door to Stephen's room when you and Stephen are doing certain activities.

Word count: 3.1k

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Female Reader

Trope: Explicit smut, Age gap, Daddy kink (18+ Warning, Minors DNI)

A/N: Hope you like this other idea I thought of. Thank you @strangelockd for helping me with ideas for this fic.

You and Stephen have been sneaking around for just over a month now. The first time you hooked up was when Stephen was a little mad at you and wanted to talk to you in private at his office at the Sanctum. He had told you how he noticed you weren’t doing well in your training classes, treating it more like a joke than a serious lesson. 

You had then decided to tease Stephen, asking him if he was going to punish you for not doing well. Stephen scoffed at you, warning you to not wind him up, but you sent him a little smirk before moving closer to him. You eyed him intensely before you told him that bad girls like you should be punished by their teachers for not behaving. 

Stephen stared at you with dark eyes, asking you if that’s what you really wanted, and you nodded quickly. You told him how you were so desperate for him, and thoughts of him fucking you had plagued your mind for weeks. Stephen confessed to you that he felt the same way about you too, but he was quick to tell you that they shouldn’t do this as teachers and their students are not supposed to have any type of physical relationship and he was much older than you.

You rolled your eyes at him and moved closer, your chest now touching his as you stood on your tiptoes. You whispered into Stephen’s ear, telling him you weren’t worried about the age gap and that no one had to know if they kept it quiet. 

It seemed those words were all Stephen needed to hear, because before you could even process it, Stephen had you bent over his desk. He had pulled off your clothes before quickly moving onto his own, and that day, he fucked you hard and fast, calling you a good girl as you took his cock and screamed out his name. You had cum hard around his cock two times, your legs feeling like jelly as he chased his own release with a deep groan. 

Ever since that day, it became a regular thing for you and Stephen to hook up. He would come up to you after your training lessons and make up an excuse that he needed to talk to you back at the Sanctum. But you never went back there to talk, you always went back there and ended up in Stephen’s bed as he fucked you good and hard.

******

It was a new day and you had just finished up with another exhausting training class. It was break time and you had gone off to hang out with your two good friends, Erica and Skylar. You were just chatting about how exhausting these classes could be, and all the new spells you had learned recently. But your conversation was interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat behind you. 

You all turned around at the same time, coming face to face with Stephen. You smiled at him instantly when you saw it was him, because you knew why he was here. 

“Sorry to disturb you ladies,” Stephen apologised.

“It’s okay, Master Strange,” you told him. It was Master Strange right now, not Stephen. You could only call him that name in private.

Stephen then stared at you, focusing all his attention on you, and you only. He looked you up and down before he spoke up again. “Y/N, I need to talk to you in private. Is that okay with you?”

“Sure. No problem at all.” You then began to walk away with Stephen, but you quickly sent your friends a wave. “I won’t be long!” you shouted out to them, knowing that was far from the truth. When you were alone with Stephen, he liked to have you for as long as he could. 

You followed Stephen until you made it to an area where no one could see you. He quickly opened up a portal to his bedroom, the both of you stepping through it before he closed it behind him. As soon as he turned around to face you, you moved. You stood on your tiptoes and slammed your lips against his, your arms wrapped around his back as you kissed him hard and fast. 

Stephen kissed you back quickly as his hands landed on your ass, squeezing at your cheeks. You whined into his mouth, your arousal growing as you stood there kissing in the middle of his room. 

“Fuck, Sweetheart. Been thinking about you all day,” Stephen whispered against your lips. He then grabbed one of your hands and placed it over his crotch and you gasped when you felt how hard he was for you. “Been hard for you since your training lesson. I saw you keep bending over when I was looking. So I could get a nice view of your ass.” 

You looked at him and smiled. “You know how much I like to tease you, Stephen.” 

“Oh, I know. And for that, you deserve to be taught a lesson.” 

Stephen was quick to pick you up, your legs wrapped around his waist as he moved towards his bed. He then laid you down against the mattress before he caged you in with his large frame. His lips met yours again, his tongue slipping into your mouth as he deepened the kiss. 

You laid there kissing for a good five minutes until Stephen pulled away, a smirk on his face as he sent you a little wink. Stephen then moved, and you bit your lip in anticipation as you watched him slowly make his way down your body.

Stephen stopped when he got to the waistband of your trousers, hooking his fingers under the elastic to pull them down your legs. Your panties followed soon after, both sets of materials thrown to the floor. 

He then stared at your bare, wet pussy with lust-filled eyes before he stuck his tongue out, dragging it through your folds, stopping when he got to your clit. He then began to lick at your clit with kitten licks, and the feeling had you arching your back as you let out cries of pleasure. 

You reached out, grabbing a fistful of Stephen's hair as you felt the pleasure build up between your legs. He kept licking at your clit, the hairs from his goatee tickling at your flesh just added to the pleasure you were already feeling. 

You let out a moan when you felt Stephen insert two of his fingers into your pussy, an obscene squelching sound filling the room as he pushed them into your heat. He then began to pump his fingers into you with slow movements while he still paid attention to your clit, licking and sucking at the sensitive bud. 

You looked down at him with half-opened eyes, only to find him staring back at you with dark eyes. You felt him smirk against your pussy when you locked eyes with his, his fingers still pumping in and out of your wet pussy. 

“Fuck, Stephen. Feels so good,” you whined as you continued to watch him. 

Stephen just hummed in response, the sound sending delicious vibrations up and down your body. You arched your back as you felt your orgasm blossoming, Stephen was pumping his fingers into you at a much faster pace now as he continued to lick and suck at your swollen clit. 

“Stephen, I’m going to cum,” you cried out, your orgasm just seconds away. 

Your words seemed to trigger something inside Stephen because he pumped his fingers into you as fast as he possibly could. He moved his mouth away from your pussy to meet your lips for a kiss, and you kissed him back quickly, moaning into his mouth as his fingers hit your sweet spot deep inside of your pussy. 

“Cum for me, sweetheart,” Stephen cooed. “I wanna feel you cum all over my fingers.” 

You whined as you felt your pussy clenching around his fingers. You were close. So close. All it took were a few more pumps of his fingers to make you hit your peak. You moaned loudly as you felt yourself cum all over his fingers, coating him with all your juices as your hand reached out to grip at his bicep. 

“That’s it. Good girl,” Stephen praised as he continued pumping his fingers into you, dragging out your orgasm. 

Once your orgasm had faded, Stephen pulled his fingers out of you, and you whined at the loss of them inside of you. Stephen kissed you again and you kissed him back before moving one of your hands, rubbing it over his covered length. Stephen groaned against your lips, the sound deep and loud. 

You kissed him again before you squeezed at his length. “Let me make you feel good now,” you whispered against his lips. 

“Okay,” Stephen smiled. He rolled off of you and laid there on his back, watching as you moved to pull down his trousers. 

You threw them to the floor before moving on to his top clothing, removing all the layers so he was left there in just his briefs. You then pulled off your top and bra, leaving you completely bare for Stephen to see. 

You then climbed into his lap, straddling him before leaning down to meet his lips for another rough and passionate kiss. You then moved, resting your hands against his chest to balance yourself as you rocked your hips, rubbing your wet pussy against his covered erection. The action had Stephen hissing through his teeth, his hands landing on your hips. 

You moved again, rocking your pussy against him as a whine left your mouth at the feeling. You then picked up the pace, rocking your hips at a much faster pace, and you felt Stephen’s fingers dig into your flesh as you rubbed your bare pussy against him. 

“Fuck, baby. Feels so good, but I wanna be inside of you. Please!” Stephen begged and hearing him beg for you had you whining as you leaned down and kissed him. 

“Beg again, Stephen. I like hearing you beg,” you whispered against his lips. 

“P-please, baby. I-I just really wanna feel your tight pussy wrapped around my cock. Please!”

You kissed him again before rocking your hips once more, making Stephen groan against your lips. You loved having a man who would usually be cocky and arrogant become so needy and beg for you to fuck him. 

You then moved, pulling down Stephen’s briefs before you straddled him again. You reached behind you, grabbing Stephen’s cock as you pumped him a few times, feeling the precum leaking from his swollen tip. You lifted yourself up to position the tip of his cock at your entrance before you sank down onto him. You heard Stephen let out a deep moan, and the sound had you clenching around him as you took every single inch of his cock. 

Once he was in balls deep, you gave yourself a minute to adjust to the feeling of him inside of you before you moved. You rocked your hips against Stephen as his big hands landed on your hips once more, his fingers digging into you.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Stephen groaned from underneath you.

His words made you moan, your lips parting to let out the filthy noise. It spurred you on and you moved your hands to grip Stephen’s shoulders tight as you began to bounce on his length. With each movement you picked up the pace, moving faster and harder, needing to feel Stephen’s cock plunged deep inside of you so badly.

“Oh, Stephen,” you said with a moan. You were riding his cock with every bit of energy you had. You were getting lost in the pure pleasure, bouncing on his cock so desperately. Your tits were moving in his face, your nipples so hard as arousal took over your body. Your pussy felt so wet, your walls wrapped around Stephen’s length tightly.

But then you felt Stephen grabbing at your hips that little bit tighter and harder. And that was when he started to fuck up into you. He moved his cock into you hard and fast and you found yourself moaning wildly right there in his lap.

“Fuck, yes!” you cried. “Keep fucking me like that!” 

Stephen did, the obscene sound of his cock plunging into your wet heat filled the room. He just kept pounding into you over and over again, and you leaned down to meet his lips for a kiss. Stephen kissed you back and just as he pulled away, there was a sudden knock on the door. 

You instantly panicked, and Stephen stopped thrusting up into you as he signaled for you to be quiet. You nodded, sitting there on his lap with his cock still buried deep inside of you as Stephen called out to the person on the other side of the door. 

“Who is it?” 

“Sorry to disturb you, Master Strange,” a voice said from the other side of the wood, and you instantly recognised whose voice it was. It was your friend, Erica. 

“What is it?” Stephen asked.

“I was just wondering if there was a book I could find in the library that explains today's spells. I just want to learn more about it, you know.” 

Before Stephen could even answer, you rocked your hips against him, the word “fuck” leaving his mouth as you moved. 

“Master Strange, is everything okay?” Erica asked. She sounded a little concerned. 

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine,” Stephen told Erica as he gripped your hips tightly, stopping you. He shot you a look. A look that you knew was a warning to not do that again. He then turned his attention back to Erica. “There is a book. The best person to ask is Wong, not me.” 

“But I couldn’t find, Wong. That’s why I came to ask you,” Erica explained. 

You heard Stephen sigh, you could tell he was getting annoyed and wanted her to just leave already so you could get back to what you were doing. “I’m busy right now. Go and find someone else.” 

You heard Erica let out an annoyed sigh. “Fine, I will. Thanks for the help,” she said sarcastically before you heard the sound of her footsteps fading away. 

You both sighed in relief, and you were about to go back to bouncing on Stephen’s length, but he grabbed you tightly, flipping you over so you had your back against the mattress and he was above you. 

“You naughty girl,” Stephen said. “Doing that while your friend was right there outside the door. What if she caught us?” 

“Maybe I wanted her to,” you smiled up at him. 

“Fuck, is that what you want, huh? Want her to know that you are mine? Want her to know that I fuck you good?” 

“Yes,” you whined as Stephen buried his head in your neck, sucking at your skin there.

Stephen then moved, lining himself back up with your entrance before he slid his cock back into you. He let out a deep and loud groan as he held your hips tightly. Then he began to fuck you hard and fast, your tits moving as he took you.

You couldn’t believe how fast he was moving. You screamed out loudly when the tip of Stephen’s cock hit that sweet spot deep inside of you. You could feel yourself clenching around Stephen’s cock. Stephen seemed to like that, because he looked down at you and just groaned again.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” he let out.

“Stephen!” you cried out.

“Yeah?” he replied.

“Your cock feels so fucking good.” 

After those words left your mouth, he picked up the pace some more and began to just pound into you. Your mind was a mess. Everything felt fuzzy. You couldn’t even think straight.

“Fuck, yes. Just like that, Daddy!” you screamed out as his cock kept hitting that sweet spot. 

Stephen met your lips for a rough kiss as he kept on with his punishing pace. He always fucked you good and hard, leaving you a satisfied mess every time. 

“Don’t stop,” you whispered against his lips. 

“Not gonna stop,” Stephen promised. 

He then gave you a deep, hard thrust. It was so deep you could have sworn you could feel him right inside your stomach. You let out a choked gasp as you felt your orgasm blossoming. The sensation built up more and more, the delicious heat growing right between your thighs as Stephen pumped his cock into you. 

“Fuck, Stephen. You’re going to make me cum,” you told him and that spurred him on. 

He fucked you with every little bit of energy he had, fucking you so fast you began to slide up his bed. You wrapped your arms around his back, gripping him harshly as he pounded into you.  

“Say my name,” Stephen demanded.

“Oh, Stephen!” you let out.

“That’s the wrong answer,” he snapped, still fucking you hard. “Say my name!”

“Fuck, Daddy,” you finally managed to say.

He gave you one final deep, hard thrust before you let out a cry. Your orgasm hit you, your legs shaking and your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you drenched his cock with all of your juices. 

Stephen groaned, fucking you right through your orgasm before he suddenly pulled out. He got on his knees and aimed his cock right at your stomach. He pumped his length a few times before spilling his seed right across your skin, a filthy moan leaving his lips. He didn’t stop playing with his cock until he had shot out every last drop, your stomach covered in his cum.

Once he was done, he fell to the bed, the both of you totally and utterly exhausted from your wild love-making session. 

“Are you okay?” Stephen asked once he got his breathing back on track. 

You looked at him and sent him a smile. “I’m okay.” 

Stephen smiled back before he got out of bed and disappeared into another room. He returned shortly after with a washcloth in hand, and he cleaned you up gingerly before tossing the cloth to the floor. 

He then got back into bed, and you quickly moved to cuddle up to him. You felt one of his strong arms wrapping around you, holding you close. You laid there in silence, your fingers trailing along the hairs of his happy trail. 

“I think we should get back to Kamar Taj,” Stephen said, breaking the silence. “Before someone starts getting suspicious about where we both are.” 

You sent Stephen a nod before you both shared one final kiss. You both got out of bed and put on your clothes before Stephen opened a portal back to Kamar Taj. The both of you walked through it and went your separate ways, acting like nothing just happened between the two of you.

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[female-buckets]

Zero handshakes after the Mercury/Storm game of course. But DT did give Jewell a hug before the game. And she was chatting and laughing with Victoria Vivians throughout the game. So she has a few friends in that Storm locker room

There was nothing between Skylar and DT except a strategic foul. Not a hard foul or anything extra. No words of any kind. Nothing

So the rivalry is cold. That means they actually hate each other

[justashamwithwastedpotential]

[mariannedonley]

Janet Elizabeth Lynn and Will Zeilinger Featured Authors

Partners in Crime, Janet Elizabeth Lynn and Will Zeilinger write the Skylar Drake Mysteries, hard-boiled detective stories set in the 1950s.

July Featured Authors Janet Elizabeth Lynn was born in Queens and raised in Long Island, New York. She is the author of murder mysteries, cozy mysteries and with her husband Will Zeilinger, 1950s hard-boiled detective mysteries. Janet’s Website Facebook Janet’s Blog Will Zeilinger has lived and traveled the world and has been writing for over ten years. His novels range from mystery to…

[puppiesandnightlock]

LINK: At least it’s not as dull as fitting like a glove

summary: Damian and Jon are, well, Damian and Jon.

They're idiots about their hideously obvious feelings, and their friends are *so* done with them. Time for operation Damijon.

otherwise known as the friends meddling >:)

“Alright, this is getting ridiculous.” Maya wrinkled her nose, watching Jon knock Damian in the shoulder, the shorter boy grumbling as he knocked back, hint of a smile on his face.

“They’re like, disgustingly mushy.” Colin agreed. “It’s horrible.”

“They should kiss.” Skyler nibbled on her pencil, sharing a sketchbook with Akira, who looked up and grinned.

“Is this meddling, I hear? Are we meddling?”

Maya nodded solemnly. “We’re meddling.”

“-eT OFF OF ME, YOU IDIOT-” They looked over at the exclamation, Damian squawking as Jon flopped on him, going limp and forcing all his weight onto the smaller boy, who was mostly upright.

Akira pointed a pen at them, considering for a moment. ”Gay.”  

“You’re gay.” Skylar kicked them under the table playfully. 

“Yes, I very much am.” 

“Children, please, back to the matter at hand.” Maya clapped. “What do we know about Jon?”

“He was an asshole!” Colin chirped.

“He was probably being an asshole specifically to Damian for attention.” Skylar added. “And he’s tall.”

“He has black hair and makes bad fashion choices.” 

“He could probably be a jock in a different life.”

“He’s like, secretly Nick Nelson but not British.”

“And not nearly as nice, less manners and more fictionally jock-like.”

“I mean anything useful.” Maya cut them off, rolling her eyes fondly.

“His best friend is a girl named Kathy, and her parents run a diner downtown. Also, he’s a secret southern good boy who would get whacked over the head with a wooden spoon if his grandmother knew he was acting like this.” 

Akira looked up from stenciling a piece they wanted to throw up on the school alleyway. “I follow her on Insta.”

“Something helpful, thank you.” Maya grinned. “Okay, we’re getting this Kathy chick in on this, Akira, send the address and we’ll meet up there this weekend, provided they aren’t there for a not-date.”

“Got it.” Akira pulled out their phone and tapped at it, creating a chat.

New Chat: literally_nobody, End_the_cycle, Sky_high_dreams

End_the_cycle has changed the name to: Op Damijon

End_the_cycle: idk i think it sounds good

Sky_high_dreams: when they get married we should make them a wedding sign with this

Art.is.lit(erature): woodworking bet

Anyways heres the address - link

literally_nobody: Sounds good

 everyone meet there at like 12:30-ish, thats when they have tutoring so they def wont b there.

“Why are they all on their phones?” Jon whispered, pulling out his own. They were watching their friend, having grown curious at the lack of chatter, not that they’d really been listening to it from how they’d been badly flirting messing around with each other.

“They’re sitting in front of each other, they can talk face to face.” Damian grumbled, before looking over Jon’s shoulder, resting his chin there.  “Maybe someone died?”

“Nah, no one’s socials have blown up.” he leaned back a bit, raven curls falling into Damian’s vision, causing his nose to scrunch up. He blew the hair upwards, getting a glance at the screen.

“Weirdos.” Jon muttered, putting his phone away. Damian nodded, the two still attached to each other and now swaying back and forth with the light breeze.

“Very much so.”

“Oi!” Jon shouted. Damian startled, having grown accustomed to the peace and detached himself from the taller boy, much to Jon's disappointment. “What are y’all doing? ” 

Four phones were promptly slammed face down onto the table, followed by a multitude of bad explanations. 

“What makes you think we’re dining anything anyways?” Colin challenged, Maya pinching the bridge of her nose behind him.

“Fine, don’t tell us.” Damian muttered. “A four year old could lie better than you.”

“You would know, wouldn’t you?” Jon poked his cheek, laughing as his hand was swatted away. 

“Are you insinuating I am a four year old, Kent?” 

“You’re as short as one.” 

“It’s not my fault you’re practically a giant!” he crossed his arms, before realizing Jon’s mischievous expression. “No. whatever you’re thinking, stop.”

He was scooped up not ten seconds later, screaming obscenities as Jon cackled. The four on the table shared a glance, one thought in their heads.

Truly sickening, they were. Oblivious and ridiculously pining.

Maya was outside of the diner at 12:30, impatiently tapping her foot as she waited for at least a head of red hair to come bobbing down the sidewalk. She watched the servers swoop in and out, a blond freckled one catching her eye. According to Akira’s phone, this girl matched the description of Kathy. 

“Hey, welcome! How many for ya today?” 

Maya coughed, coming in face first with the girl. “Erm, four. Hey, you’re Kathy, right?”’

She hoped she didn’t sound stalker-ish. Judging by the way the girl squinted her eyes suspiciously, she probably did.

“Who’s askin’?”

“My name is Maya, and I'm a friend of Damian and Jon’s.”

Kathy lit up at the mention, but before she could respond, Colin came barreling through the door, catching himself on Maya. 

“Sup, M? Akira volunteered to pick up Skylar, they should be almost here.” He looked between them. “Hey, are you Kathy? Did Maya tell you about Damijon?”

“Damijon?” Kathy asked at the same time Maya sighed and said, “I was getting there when you so rudely interrupted.”

“Oops.” Colin grinned, looking between them. “I’m Colin.”

“Yo!” Akira, followed Skylar, came through the door, one looking extremely pleased, and the other mourning the loss of their paint-splattered jacket. “Sky made me change.”

“What’s wrong with what you normally wear? And where’s your jacket?” Colin asked.

“That’s what I said! And she made me leave it, I feel naked.” To make a point, they shivered, and Skylar smacked their arm.

“Don’t be so dramatic.” 

They stuck their tongue out at her in retaliation, Colin and Skylar laughing. Maya sighed, turning to Kathy and asking for a table for four, loudly asking for three children’s menus. They all eventually made it to the table, all five nursing milkshakes, as Kathy had asked for her break.

“Okay, so let me get this straight, they aren’t dating yet? Cause when they came in, they seemed awfully couple-like. Milkshakes and fries, and It was more of an apology from Jon. He’s been texting more, waxing poetic about him.”

“Really?” Maya leaned forwards. “Damian hasn’t said shit about Jon, not that he’s had time to, they're attached to the hip and he barely uses his phone.”

“Okay, so we know that they are most definitely pining for each other, and Jon’s more vocal about it. They both like milkshakes, Damian's a little too attached to his grades to not be hiding from his feelings, and they are more similar than they think. Should we have them commit a felony together?”

Colin swirled his straw around what was left in his glass, Skylar sighing. “I have a feeling they’ve already done that, his lock pick kit was used.”

“How would you know that?” Akira perked up, Skylar looking away. “That’s for me to know, and none of you to find out.”

“We should try something legal.” Maya said. “Anything going on so far? Worst case scenario, we trap them in a closet.”

“Smallville’s having a festival in a few weeks. I know Jon’s been dying to go back, an’ my family goes every year. If y’all can get Damian to say yes, I can get Jon’s parents to agree.” Kathy suggested.

“We can make it sound like a friend's outing, and then leave them together,” Akira added.

“Ask the person to rig the Ferris wheel or something so that they end up on top with no way down!” Colin chirped. “They have fireworks at this fair?”

Skylar hesitated, “Maybe something less traumatic.” 

Kathy, however, seemed to love the idea, nodding enthusiastically. “As long as Damian ain’t scared of heights, we’re fine. There are plenty of other rides we could ‘accidentally’ leave ‘em alone in.”

“This will be more fun than i thought.” Maya pulled out her phone, grinning. “A few weeks' time and we can get them together, no problem.”

Damian’s phone buzzed as he pointed out a specific problem, explaining the process. He ignored it, but not five seconds later, Jon’s did as well.

“Permission to check, Teach?” Jon grinned, picking up his phone anyways. 

“Granted.” Damian answered, picking up his phone as well. Maya had texted Damian, detailing the dates and time that they would be doing this, leaving no room for a yes or no answer. Kathy’s was a more nice version, asking Jon if he’d like to come down to Smallville for the fair in a few weeks, and that the rest of his friends would be coming as well.

Damian seemed less pleased, but softened as he saw Jon's excitement, and beneath it, a strong pang of bittersweet.

“Will your parents allow you?” Damian said. “My brothers will, my father will not have much of a say in the matter. One of them will probably make their way with us.”

“I want to. God, I want to so bad.” Jon’s forehead fell into his hand, pushing up the curls that so often fell into his face. “My parents haven't let me go down for so long, I don't know why they’d say yes now.”

Damian mulled over it for a bit. “If your brother tells them he wants to go too, would they be more susceptible to letting you go? Since everyone else is going, and your childhood friend’s family whom they trust is the one offering it?”

“I guess, but he wouldn’t want to come.” Jon grumbled. 

“He can fake it. Your parents are rarely home anyways, right? Shouldn’t be that hard.” 

“I’ll talk to him, see what he says.” Jon pocketed his phone, looking at the time. “Can we call it an early day, Dami?”

“If the first thing you do is talk to your brother, yes.”

Jon grinned, pulling him to his side and rubbing his nose in the soft brown hair. “You’re the best, Dames. See you in a bit.”

Damian flushed, but only nodded, sliding his bag over his shoulder and sending a soft smile towards Jon, pink still dusting his cheeks.

“So let me get this straight. You want me to lie to mom and dad for you, and tell them that I oh so desperately wish to go back to the countryside for a fair, so that you can go down with your friends and possibly woo Damian.” Kon had his arms crossed, looking largely unamused.

“I didn’t say that last part!” Jon huffed, running a hand through his curls. “And Dami said one of his brothers might come too, for supervision. Ask Tim to come if you don’t want to lie.”

“I’m going to lie for you.” Kon decided after a beat. “But you’d better come home with a boyfriend.”

“Kon!” 

Nonetheless, everyone was extremely excited for the next few weeks, the fair landing on a long weekend. They all met up in front of the Brandens’ restaurant, the carpool going big. One of Damian’s siblings and their partner had opted to come along, much to Kathy’s parents' relief. Seven teenagers and only the two of them would have been a disaster. 

The Waynes had the bigger car, so the kids would be in that one, while they followed the Brandens’ car to the farm they still kept in the countryside. 

“ROAD TRIP!” Colin yelled gleefully. Akira looked pained at the sight, Damian rolling his eyes and putting in his earbuds before they were even in the car. Jon and Kathy were both talking a mile a minute, regaling Skylar and Maya with tales of their youth in Smallville.

One by one, they shuffled into the car, Damian and Jon sitting in the back with Maya and Kathy, Colin, Akira, and Skylar squeezing into the front. 

“All ready?” the driver called, and the car exploded into cheers and laughter, shoving each other and hugs. 

This would be a rather eventful weekend, wouldn’t it?

[ghostofbambifanfiction]

Omg, a group chat of Kit, Wendy and Skylar!! I can’t wait!!!

Wendy Wilde: I can't believe my local Burger King DOESN'T HAVE A WINE LIST?!!! URGH!!!!

Skylar Castillo: Girl you need to stop eating fast food because it's poisoning your body and you're definitely gonna die of chronic gastritis, actually when I want a takeout I get myself a plant-based organic low-glycemic burrito from the vegan deli near my apartment and make sure I post it to my socials so that my followers can see it and feel super bad about their dietary choices. Have you been vega tested yet? I'll hook you up.

Kit Beaumont: I'm going to turn up and cause a disruption at the most important event of my ex-girlfriend's career because she'll probably find that really romantic.