#house partay

[beancento]

what do YALL know abt house partay?!

[yokaiwatchconfessions]

[grits-galraisedinthesouth]

I'm sorry to share, but this must be documented.

Rachel Meghan Markle is truly the spawn of satan. She's a wicked creature who seeks to kill, steal & destroy her victims when they are most vulnerable.

Something bad must be on the horizon for The Meghans. First they wheel out Markus Anderson, and now their most desperate move is to publicly resurrect the fake affair rumors started by MEgain 5 years ago. She wanted to cover up her partaying at Soho House Amsterdam (fake preggers), while simultaneously blackmailing the BRF into "supporting her in the press."

Epstein Island's Stephen Colbert has confirmed (again) that the cabal owns him. He was obviously "forced" to publicly suggest that "Kate Middleton is missing" bc William & Catherine are having marital problems. There was no "joke," just a lie.

Harry if you are reading this: what an absolute disgrace you have become. A traitor to your mother, father, brother & country.

First we watched Colbert push the Spare Us book of lies, including the "Wills beat me up & broke my necklace lie." Now Sparry has inspired the suckit sewer megbots to attack 2 innocent families. Colbert used Omit's fake headlines from Yahoo News to "confirm" the affair. What a miserable black soul Stephen Colbert embodies. Just another weak compromised puppet for the elites.

Megbots have such low IQs. They steal the art designed to portray their mistress and desperately try to make it fit Catherine🤡🤦‍♂️

Michael Cole won't shut up. He continues to manufacture ridiculous content using Catherine's name just to stir up the megbots. It's in the GB News comments that we see Meghan desperate to get the talking heads to mention the "rumored affair."

From the Sussex Sewer

The people are fed up with Michael Cole, Piers & every other media bully

GB News attempting to pivot from "Kate" by bringing on Dr Carole Lieberman. Too late.

[mikeysw1fey]

red looks good on you

pairing: vada cavell x female reader

warnings: drug use, alcohol consumption

a/n: vada is literally the cutest little person.

Bored. That’s how I felt being stuck at home on a Friday night with no dads, no sister and no fucking weed.

Of course it was my choice to not go to some dudes party that my twin, Mia, had decided to go to but I hate the party scene anyway, hormonal guys trying to pull you into a bedroom so they would get some stupid alone time, and crappy cheap beer. Not my type of fun time.

“Uhhh.” I groan and collapse onto the couch a simple cup of vodka in my hand. Taking a sip and trying my hardest not to make a face I check my phone to see Mias number flashing on my screen.

“Yeah?” I pick up the call and place it against my ear.

“Hey Y/N just letting you know Vadas staying tonight. We’ll be home in like twenty.” Mia’s voice is slurred slightly.

“Ok just get home safely.” I reply and I can hear the rolling of her eyes. “Just because your a minute and thirty seconds older doesn’t mean I’m a fetus. Relax.” She scoffs before hanging up.

I smile softly at her drunk bickering before leaning my head against the armrest of the couch. Vada. I may or may not have a tiny crush on the small brunette girl. Since the shooting her and Mia had become inseparable, and she had been at our house every day which is given me enough time to be somewhat smitten.

“Hellooo.” Mias voice echoes through the house as she bursts through the front door. “Living room.” I yell back taking another sip of my drink.

Mia appears first, hair disheveled and stance wobbly. But the person I was really looking at stood slightly behind Mias tall stature, Vada looked somewhat the same, her hair pulled up into a messy bun and her outfit stained with what looked like a variety of different alcohols.

“Hey Vads.” I smirk waving at the shorter girl who seems to blush slightly, an awkward hand rising to wave back. “We are going to shower. And then we will come find you for a drink partay.” Mia spins in a circle, almost tripping over her own feet as she giggles like a small child.

I roll my eyes at my sister who tugs on Vadas wrist pulling her up the stairs, my eyes following her tiny figure until they disappear.

As soon as they disappear my eyes widen. “Shit I forgot to ask Mia.” I slap my forehead and down the liquid in my cup (with disgust) before scrambling off the couch and up the stairs.

I think the drink had taken its effect slightly as I became oblivious to the shower running, and instead burst into Mias bedroom.

“Hey have you got any we-“ I trail off as Mia is no where to be found, instead a half naked Vada dressed only in shorts and a bra stands with flushed cheeks beside Mias bed.

“Oh shit sorry, I was just gonna ask if you guys had any weed.” I duck my head down and go to close the door when Vadas voice stops me.

“It’s in her dresser, and it’s ok. We are both girls anyway and I’m sure you’ve seen your fair share of girls in bras. Not saying that your a slut or anything because your not. Well you could be I don’t know. But like-“ Vada continues to ramble as I smirk, slowly opening the door again and trying not to let my eyes drift to her chest.

Shifting through Mias draw I finally find her stash while Vada continues to talk. “Vada. Honestly. Shut up.” I laugh watching her face go red. “Sorry, I ramble when I’m drunk or around hot people. Not saying that your hot. Well you are but like it’s different cause I’m also like kind of drunk.” She begins again and I chuckle at her rigid stance.

Moving slightly closer to the girl I raise an eyebrow. “So you think I’m hot?” I whisper. That causes Vada to shut up, her mouth opening and closing like a fish. I open my own mouth to speak again when Mias voice stops me.

“Oh my god. Stop hitting on Vada Y/N. And is that my weed?” She stalks over, dressed in only a towel and pushes me towards her door. “Give me my weed.” Her hand opens towards me palm flat as I stand at her door occasionally glancing over at Vada who remains red and frozen.

“Love you Mia.” I turn on my heel ignoring Mias curses as she slams her door closed. Holding the weed in one hand I head back to the living room and grab the rolling papers stashed in our cupboard.

…..

“Give it back. I swear to god Y/N. Or at least give us a hit.” Mia groans now fully dressed and standing over me as I tilt my head up at her batting my eyelashes innocently.

“You may have a hit.” I hold out the joint to her and she scoffs snatching it from my hands and placing it in her mouth. “Your infuriating.”

Mia inhales and gestures over to Vada who joins me on the couch, a safe distance between us causing me to feel slightly upset. “Here.” Mia hands the joint to Vada who inhales with a slight cough. “Right now I’m going to piss. Save me another puff.” Mia glares at me before heading back up the stairs.

“Here.” Vada passes me the joint blushing as our hands ghost over one another.

“Thanks.” I grin at her and inhale letting the high wash over me like a wave.

Vada remains silent for a moment and I can almost hear the gears in her head churning as she thinks of what to say next. Her eyes drift over to my face as she turns her body so it’s angled slightly further my way.

“You are hot by the way. Like just in case you didn’t understand what I meant earlier. Like your hot to everyone. Not just me. Not that I find you like hot in the ‘I like you’ way but like-“

My head turns to face Vada as she rambles her eyes finding a way to look at every other surface in the room but mine. I grin slightly before sighing. “Fuck it.”

With swift movements I cup Vadas face moving my lips to meet hers cutting off her ramble. Her eyes widen for a second before her lips begin to move against mine. A second passes before I pull back reality hitting me. “Oh shit. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do that. I kinda just thought about doing it and it happened.” It’s my turn to ramble as Vada watches me with red cheeks.

Her hands find my my face, abruptly cutting off my rambling as she pulls me back to her lips. “I didn’t mind.” She smiles pulling back after another second.

I laugh relief flooding over my body as I lean my head against her shoulder. “Let me take you out? Like on a date yeah? So I can show you it’s not just the weed making me feel like this.” I look up at her to see her cheeks flushed as she nods.

“Red looks good on you.” I chuckle gently caressing her face.

She simply groans in embarrassment.

“Shut up asshole.”

I bite back a smile and place another kiss on her lips.

“So this Tuesday. Me and you. On a date.” I whisper.

“Sounds like a plan.”

[notmazikeen]

The Villain | Choso Kamo

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‧₊˚✧[chapter 1]✧˚₊‧

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"Mazzi, get up sweetie." A short woman calls to Mazikeen. She awoke with a dramatic yawn and rubbed her eyes violently. "Mom I am way to tired to go to school today..." She whined. "Mazikeen you cannot skip school again this week. Get up honey." Her mother rubbed her daughter's head and smiled before walking away.

Mazikeen looked down at her phone to check the time, it read 5:30 AM. "Why do I have to leave my bed so damn early." She groaned. She removed her covers and sat on the edge of her bed. She was still half asleep and struggling to get out of her sleep trance. Grabbing her face and shaking it she got up and walked towards the bathroom. "Today will be a good day... I hope." She whispered to herself.

As the hot water fogged up her bathroom mirror she jumped into the shower. She took pride in her appearance and her showers never took less than an hour. I guess that would explain why she got waken up so early.

As an hour went by she finally turned the water off, grabbing her towel from the hook holding it up. As she got ready for school she noticed her parents arguing in the kitchen.

Mazikeen slowly opened her door and listened to their conversation.

"We can't just leave her here! What if something were to happen to her! What if The Red Death showed up!" Her mother was frantically spilling word vomit out.

Mazikeen looked confused, 'Wait... were they going on another mission..?' She thought to herself. "Honey, she will be fine! I will call Cassie to come over and watch her while we're gone. She is 18 and I promise you she will be okay." The man calmly said, rubbing his wife's shoulder. Footsteps were heard that made the two adults turn around.

"Mom? Dad? Are you leaving again?" Mazikeen shyly asked. Her parents gave each other shameful looks and turned their focus back to their child. "Honey, we got a lead on The Red Death. We have to leave pretty soon to meet up with the organization. We will be back soon I promise you." Her mother huffed out. "Come here darling." Her father reached his arms out for a hug.

Mazikeen walked towards her parents and hugged them tightly, hoping they would be okay. "I love y'all. Please be safe." She whispered. Her mother broke the hug to kiss her daughters forehead. "I promise honey. We need to get going. Text us if you need something. Cassie will be here after school to check in on you." They grabbed their bags, that had their weapons and disguises, before walking out the door. 'Why do my parents have to be agents. I just want to live a normal life.' Mazikeen let out a sigh.

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Mazikeen dropped her bag by the door and walked into the kitchen. "Hey Cass!" She exclaimed as she saw a woman who was the embodiment of a nightmare. "Hey Maze. I just came to check in on you, I know your parents are overwhelmed with the whole super villain case." She sighed. The girls continued to talk for a bit until Cassie grabbed her things. "I will be back tonight to stay if you're parents don't come back. Let me know if you decide to leave the house." Mazikeen nodded and Cassie walked out the door.

She grabbed her phone and scrolled through social media. Her friends were all obsessed with trying to find this masked man. Her on the other hand, could care less. He was a super villain who kept tearing her parents way from home, in her opinion, he was an asshole. What was his point of blowing up buildings in the city anyway? Her phone started buzzing, as she looked down she heard a robotic voice speaking behind her.

"Miss Tate. Your parents have informed me they will not be back home tonight." The device said. She rolled her eyes and groaned. "Okay, thanks."

She looked down at her phone again, a text message from her best friend, Taiga. 'Hey you tryna partay tonight? 😘' Mazikeen grinned at the message and replied,

'Hell yes! Come pick me up in an hour!' She was excited that it was finally Friday and she could party it up.

Living in a city that has a beach, there is almost always parties on Fridays and Saturdays. She walked to her bedroom and threw herself on the bed. "What should I wear? Something sexy?" She narrowed her eyes. She got off her bed to look through her giant closet. She sifted through skin tight dresses, tanktops and shorts, and leggings. She grabbed a few dresses and threw them on her bed.

Her hand reaching for her phone to snap a picture. 'Which one should I wear tonight?' She texted to Taiga. After struggling for a few minutes she picked a black skin tight dress, with lace trim around the neckline. It was a beautiful sparkly dress, that fell just around her mid thigh. It definitely hugged her body in all the right places.

As she was admiring herself in the mirror she felt a sense of impending doom. Mazikeen whipped her head around to her window. 'What the fuck? Is someone fucking watching me?' She froze in her tracks. There was nobody outside the window, but she swear she heard a gust of wind moving her bushes outside. She shook her head and grabbed her heels.

After finishing getting ready she couldn't help but think if something was watching her. Did they see her get undressed? Why were they there in the first place?

Taiga pulled into the driveway, blaring a song that had almost every curse word in the dictionary in it. Mazikeen sent a text to Cassie letting her know she was going to a friends house. She quickly walked to the passenger door of Taiga's brand new sports car. "Don't you just love it?! It's a brand new corvette stingray!" She squealed. Maze looked at the beautiful white interior with black trim. The car was so elegant yet badass at the same time.

The girls gossiped and giggled the entire way to the party. "Taiga I need to tell you something." Maze exhaled and looked worried. "What's wrong? Did something happen to your parents?" The other girl furrowed her brows and bit her lip waiting to hear the bad news. "No they're okay, it's just... I think someone was outside my window earlier. I could sense someone's eyes were on me. It was so weird..." Maze whined and put her face in her hands. Taiga placed a hand on her back and rubbed circles. "Have you told your parents? Is Cass staying with you?" Taiga was hardly ever worried, but seeing her best friend like this, really freaked her out. "I haven't said anything yet but yeah Cass is coming to stay the night." Mazikeen let out a long sigh and shook her hands. Taiga sucked at comforting Maze and she wanted to just get something in her system.

The girls got out of the expensive car and walked with their arms locked to the beach house.

Mazikeen felt the same sense of impending doom. She looked around and saw nobody.

It was probably just her nerves and there was no reason to be worried... right?

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[zvaigzdelasas]

Since Indonesia’s bloody anti-communist purge in the 1960s, politics in the archipelago nation have largely been dominated by centre-right forces. But a newly formed leftist party believes it can garner enough popular support to start changing that.

At a press conference in Jakarta on January 3, Indonesia’s Labour Party (Partai Buruh) chief Said Iqbal said his party’s electability was on the rise in the lead-up to the February 14 general election.

Said, who is also president of Indonesia’s Trade Unions Confederation, cited a recent survey by pollster Risetindo Barometer as evidence for his claim.

“An independent survey was conducted in 18 cities involving 1,200 respondents, and found 67.8 per cent of workers or 3,390,000 voters, both unionised and non-unionised, planned to vote for the PB,” he said. Said pointed out that the figure would correspond to 2.3 per cent of Indonesia’s total number of eligible voters. “This means we only have 1.7 per cent to go before crossing the 4 per cent parliamentary threshold to make it into the House of Representatives (DPR).”[...]

“PB [could] be the first centre-left party to accomplish this feat. Its success in qualifying for the election was in itself remarkable, given that another centre-left party, Prima, didn’t,” [...]

In 2020, President Joko Widodo signed the Omnibus Law aimed at easing business by cutting red tape. But unions and labour activists branded the legislation as a major setback for labour rights and protections. Some controversial clauses include reductions in the size of severance pay and paid leave. Activists also claim the law provides employers with new loopholes to deny workers permanent work status and other benefits.[...]

“Our party has decided not to back any of the three presidential candidates because our condition for support was a signed political contract spelling out the respective candidate’s commitment to revise the Omnibus Law,” he said.

None of the candidates agreed to do so, he said[...]

uruddin said his party’s strategy revolved around “real issues affecting people’s livelihoods” which have been neglected by the more established parties, citing the government-managed universal healthcare system (BPJS) as an example.

“While the BPJS seeks to cover the healthcare of all Indonesians, in reality around 20 per cent of the population is unable to access it, largely because they can’t afford the monthly dues,” he said.

Nuruddin said that at the city level in Surabaya, he had started lobbying officials to provide subsidies for poor residents – including itinerant construction workers, vagabonds and small traders – so that they could be covered under the scheme.

He said the PB had instigated a new mechanism in Indonesia’s electoral process known as “constituent recall”, under which voters could demand the removal of their representative if he or she were deemed to be in serious breach of voter aspirations.

9 Jan 24

[ver0nica985]

the crowd didn’t go mild. liar. the crowd goes crazy when i party rock

when I.. partay rock..

-😜🎉

party rock is in the house tonightttt.......... 🔥🔥🔥🔥

[greazyfloz]

Lovers & Strangers - Chapter 5

Previous

Warning: Mention of Dr*g use

Once I got out of Savannah’s shower I immediately started getting ready. I went to her room and started browsing through her closet to find a black tube top and some jeans. I start doing my makeup quickly as Savannah walked in her room. She set a Four Lokos in front of me and said: “Wow, nice clothes! I have the exact same outfit!”

“Oh really? Weird” I say cracking open the can.

“So drink fast because we are going to the bar first, then the frat house”

“Has everyone already gotten here?” I ask surprised

“Nope, we are waiting for Khloe. She taking one for the team and DDing tonight” she says then chuckles, “Well not really taking one for the team, she just has a lab she can’t miss tomorrow”

I laugh as I finish up my makeup before taking my can and going downstairs with Savannah, Nicole, and Cassidy. Cassidy takes my can from me and shakes it realizing there is still a lot in the can. “Umm, let’s go, let’s go. Is this your first?” she asks

“Yes I was getting ready calm down” I say laughing

“We are a whole 2 cans ahead of you” she says back to me

“Oh how the tables have turned” Nicole says making everyone laugh, “but no seriously, chug”

I bring the can back and start chugging as Khloe is supposed to be here any minute. I finish the can and all the girls let ot a girly cheer. And Nicole stands up and walks over handing me another one, “shotgun race?”

“You’re on!” I say and we both break the bottom of the can. 

“Andddddd… GO!” Savannah cheers out and Nicole and I crack the cans and tilt back. I finish quickly and even have time to watch Nicole finish hers.

“How do you fucking do that?” she says, “It’s even cardonated”

“It’s a gift” I say as Khloe’s horn sounds from the driveway.

When we make it to the bar I ask for a double margarita and a couple shots as we sit in one of the booths. We begin talking about the usual, boys, clothes, drunken stories, etc.. As we sit there and I begin feeling my buzz, I feel my phone vibrate, I turn it over and it reveals Ethan’s contact:

Ethan 💛 : You left?

Y/n : Shit! So sowwy ethy!

Ethan 💛 : Where are you?

Y/n : bar

Ethan 💛 : Which bar?

Y/n : Y u wan a no?

All a sudden Ethan starts calling me, and I answer immediately. “Helloooooo” I say loudly into the phone giggling after, causing Ethan to giggle back

“Want me to come get you?” Ethan asks me

“Um no, partay is just started!”

“You have class tomorrow Y/n” he says laughing in the phone

“Yeah I knooooow, I’m not goooooinnnggg”

“Give the phone to Cassidy,” Ethan says. Cassidy is the most responsible one of the group and is who Ethan always asks for me to hand the phone to. Usually Nicole and I are a match made in hell and when we are together we are reckless. We go out every Thursday night - Sunday Night, usually Thursday and Sunday night it is just us that will go out and Savannah will sometimes tag along. 

I hand the phone over to Cassidy, “Here, it’s for you” I say handing her the phone then watching her talk on the phone with Ethan. 

“Khloe is”, “It’s at the frat”, “Yeah the usual frat”, “okay, see you there” she says before hanging up the phone and handing it to me, “He thinks you have a drinking problem” she says

“Don’t we all?” Nicole says making me laugh

“No” both Cassidy and Savannah say at the same time making Nicole and I laugh grabbing on to each other

“How are you guys already so drunk?” Cassidy asks in awe. I point as I count the shots I took on the table, 

“1, 2, 3, 4, 5” I say then lift my margarita up, “6” I say before sipping out of the straw making everyone laugh. 

Before long we were at the party. Ethan still wasn’t there yet so it was just me with the girls. As I look around I make eye contact with this guy. He gives me a slight nod to go over to him.Without saying anything to the girls, I sneak over to him. I have the bottle that I brought with me taking a sip out of it as I reach him. “Hey, you look like you wanna have a good time” the guy says to me. 

“What kind of good time?” I ask, smirking at him. I was too drunk to tell if he was good looking or not, but I had tequila tonight, so. I’m suddenly taken away from my thought of wondering if I really think this guy is hot enough to fuck when he pulls his hand back out of his pocket and open his hand. 

“You down?” he says opening his hand revealing 4 pills with smiley faces on them

“They are so cute!” I say reaching down to pick one up but he closes his hand.

“So yeah?” 

“Sure!”

“It’s $15, I’ll give you all 4 for $50 though” he says 

“Okay, what’s your venmo?” I ask stupidly

“No, no cash” the stranger says and I search my jean pockets pulling out 2 $20 bills handing it to him

“Here is 4, cause you're hot I’ll give you a deal” he says and I nod, “You gotta take them here though” he says and I put 2 pills in my mouth and take a swig of the bottle in my hand then put the other two inside the baggy then in the pocket of my jeans. He smiles at me then comes close to my ear, “You're about to have the time of your life”. He pulls away smiling at me as Savannah approaches us. 

“Y/n?” she says looking at me then giving the stranger a dirty look, “What are you doing?”

“I’m talking to” I stop and think about if he told me his name or not, “I’m sorry I forget your name”

“Caleb” he says

“Caleb” I say looking at Savannah and she nods her head before grabbing my arm pulling me away. Once we are far enough away she looks at me weirdly, “Why are you hanging out with Cracky Caleb?” she says, making me giggle and the funny name she just gave him. 

“He was just being nice” I say as I watch Ethan and Mark walk into the house. I make eye contact with Mark first. I keep the eye contact long and firm then bite my lip before looking away. A couple seconds later Ethan places him hand on my back

“You good?” he asks me as he sips his beer

“Yes” I say back trying not to look up at Mark. I talked to Ethan only shortly as Mark didn’t want to be around me, or at least acted that way. 

The night went on and I began feeling great, so great I was horny. For Mark. I stare at Mark across the room until we make eye contact. He was with Ethan but I was so horny I didn’t care if I got caught by him or anyone. When we make eye contact I suck on my bottom lip and bite it seductively. 

I turn towards the stairs, turning my head to look around over my other shoulder as I make my way up the stairs, not breaking eye contact with Mark. I walk up the stairs and watch Mark excuse himself from the group in which he was having a conversation with. I walk slower up the stairs, waiting for him to join me.

When I reach the top I look down the stairs to see Mark begin walking up. I disappear around the corner, and Mark speeds up. He watches me enter a random room and walks towards it. Even though the door is open, I take off my tube top exposing my naked chest and then unbutton my jeans as Mark walks inside the room. His eyes go wide for a second then he shuts the door, locking it behind him. 

He watches me take my pants as he opens his mouth, “So, Yo-”

“Mark shut the fuck up and fuck me” I say and Mark doesn’t hesitate to start walking towards me taking his shirt off on the way there. Our lips connect once he leans in and we begin sloppily making out. I reach down and button his pants as our tongues begin fighting for dominance. He roughly pulls his pants off and his cock is already hard swinging out of his boxers as they fell with his pants. 

As I wrap my hand around his cock and begin messaging his cock and balls, his head leans back, “Fuck!” he says as I begin sucking on his neck. I leave little hickies all over as I continue until Mark speaks up, “Fucking little slut wanna suck my dick?”. I look at him biting my lip before sinking to my knees.

I lick down his cock and his balls enter my mouth and I begin to suck on them. Mark lets out a moan as I begin stroking his cock again while continuing to suck hard on his balls. “Oh Fuck!” he moans moans out then grabs my hair pulling my face away, and I drop my hands off his cock. He takes his cock in his hand and repeatedly slaps it on my face, I stick my tongue out and tilt my head back so his cock slaps against my tongue and I watch Mark bite his lips then aggressively popping it out, “Yeah, you like have my big dick slap you in the face? huh? You want to choke on this dick?” he says and I put my tongue back in my mouth and bite my lip and nod. 

I watch Mark gulp then say: “Holy fuck” under his breath before grabbing a chunk of my hair and pulling me towards his cock, I open my mouth wide letting him fuck my throat. He’s thrusts are fast and hard as I feel him basically slide down my throat. I make glucking noises as he slides himself in and out making him throw his head back once again. He pulls himself out of my mouth forcefully, grabbing onto my hair.

He leans down and begins making out with me again as I stand to my feet. We back up and he throws me on the bed, “I’m going to make last night feel like a joke” he says as he crawls up my body. He takes a handful of my tits in each hand massaging them hard, making me moan. He then brings his mouth down and flicks his tongue around my nipples, biting them and sucking around both my tits. “Fuck Fuck fuck! My pussy is throbbing!” I moan out loudly and Mark smirks at me as he crawls back down to my pussy but stops at my stomach biting a piece of skin before continuing. 

He sucks on my clit suddenly and I feel him forcefully pump two fingers in and out of my. As he pumps his fingers in and out he begins flicking his tongue making me breath louder and heavier. “Mmm Mark, Eat my pussy” I moan loudly and I feel him pull away. I let out a shaky breath as Mark begins pumping his fingers in and out of my as hard as he can. I watch the sweat beam down his muscular body, the sight of him alone making me moan loud. I watch as his biceps pulse as he fingers me, eventually making me through my head back. I could get off on how sexy he looks right now alone. 

He takes his fingers out of my pussy and lays on his back beside me. He looks over at me breathlessly smiling, “come take a seat” he says and I lift myself and cradle my hips over his face, he looks up at my pussy and breaths out “so fucking wet, let me clean you up” as he reaches up rubbing circle on my clit. “Suffocate me baby” he says, pushing down on my hips. Mark calling me baby has me feeling a knot in my stomach but I hold it in. I sit on Mark’s face and I feel his tongue exploring around my pussy making my back arch as I moan loudly. I then grind my face up and down across Mark’s lips as he stick his tongue out. He reaches up grabbing my tit hard with one of his hands and I moan hard and loud, “Oh Fuck! I’m cumming, I’m cumming Mark!” I whimper loud as I stop grinding and cream into Mark’s mouth. 

He suddenly flips me on my back and says, “such a good girl, you taste so good baby” he says instantly making me horny again. He then leans down making out with me not being scared to force his tongue. We continue making out as he slide inside of me, I was more sexually aroused than ever. As he pumps himself in and out hard and fast I reach down and rub circle hard on my clit. He begins thrusting even faster making my legs shake, “I’m going to cum” I say, “Fuck!” I moan out, releasing myself once more as my hips and abdomen shake as I cream all over his cock. 

“Fuck Y/n!” he says, pulling out and turning me on my stomach. I bend my knees so I am balancing on the and Mark slaps my ass, “So horny, You think you can cum again for me?” he says slapping my ass again even harder. 

“Yes, Mark” I moan out and he pumps himself inside of me hard. He grabs on hard to my ass pulling in back and forth towards him. I moan out at his aggression. 

“Oh you like that?” he says continuing to thrust than slapping my ass hard making me whimper. The sound of Mark entering in and out of my wet pussy mixed with my loud moans filled the room.

“Don’t s-stop!” 

“You sound so sexy!” he grunts out 

“M-Mark!” I moan out

“You close?” he asks as he continues thrusting hard inside of me

“I’m- I’m going-”

“Let it out baby” he says. ‘Baby’ fuck. I cum again and my legs become weak. Mark sees my legs shake and pushes me down oh my stomach pulling me to the edge of the bed as he reaches his high. “Fuck!” he says as he cums, trying to pull himself out as he twitched inside of me. His cum trails from inside of me to on my ass. 

He hops off and grabs one of the poor frat guys’ shirts from whomever’s room we are in out of the dresser cleaning me off. I turn and he quickly gets himself dressed, not saying a word to me as he leaves the room. 

I get myself dressed and grab my bottle of liquor off the night table and begin my walk down the stairs. Every step down the steps are wobbly. I slowly make my way down the stairs and Savannah quickly approaches me, “Oh my god! Are you okay?” she says running her fingers through my hair trying to flatten it out before trying to fix my makeup. 

“Yes, I actually feel really good” I slur out and Savannah laughs a little

“Okay, let’s sit” she says taking me to the couch

We sit on the couch and Ethan makes his way over to me lifting his hand out, “come on boozy, let’s go home”. I reach out grabbing his hand, we walk out of the party together and I stop once we are on the deck. “What are you doing?” he says looking back at me. 

“I need you to carry me” I say and Ethan laughs thinking I’m just really drunk walking over and picking me up he throws me over his shoulder as he begins walking home. “Ethy” I say

“Don’t call me that” he says laugh

“Are we almost home?” I ask him

“Almost, wanna walk?”

“No, i’m good” I say and Ethan laughs

When we arrive at the sophomore house, Ethan sets me down so I’m sitting on the bed. I stand and take my shirt off and then my pants and underwear and Ethan rushes to shut his door. As I stand naked in his room. I look over at him and give him a smile, he knows what I’m suggesting. “Absolutely not, you are way to drunk”

I roll my eyes and throw the cover over my naked body as Ethan grabs a shirt for me. I fall asleep almost instantly and Ethan comes back over and tries dressing my sleeping body. He steps away stepping on my pants when he hears a crunch under his foot.

[pearlflwr]

Mis Quince

Miguel O’hara x Mom!reader

my quince is coming up next year and i thought “hey, miguel HAD a daughter so why not make him have a happy ending??”

warnings// reader is latina coded, fluff, more fluff, did i mention fluff? miguel and reader are high school sweethearts cuz it makes sense to me, not proofread (i aint doin allat 🤣🤣🙏🏽🙏🏽‼️‼️⁉️), brief (LIKE A PINCH OF RELIGION) mention of religion cuz a quince is kinda apart of catholicism (practiced by mainly mexican catholics)

it was 5 AM in the o’hara residence. yet so early in the morning, everyone was up and getting ready. the make up artist and hairstylist came with their cups of coffee. the photographers would be arriving an hour or two. Miguel was upstairs still sound asleep while [name] and gabriella had to be downstairs. [name] couldn’t be anymore prouder than today. today was the day her beloved daughter, gabriella o’hara, would soon step into womanhood. [name] could recall her quince. she remembers when her and miguel were just two hopelessly devoted teenagers dancing together for her vals. “you’re gonna look absolutely beautiful, mija.” [name] said, placing a gentle hand on gabriella’s shoulder as she’s getting her makeup done.

two hours have passed, it was now 7 AM. [name] was getting her makeup done while gabriella was getting her hair done. miguel had finally woken up. “buenos dias mis amores.” he said tiredly rubbing his eyes. they said good morning back to him. he came downstairs, wearing a wife beater and pajama pants. as usual he would kiss [name] on the lips, but she was getting her makeup done so a kiss on the hand would do just fine. then he’d kiss gabriella on the cheek. “feliz cumpleaños, chaparrita.” miguel said happily. the family talked for a while before miguel went back upstairs to get ready himself.

pobrecita de gabriella! one of her chambelanes was taking his sweet time getting ready. it wasn’t like her mass didn’t an hour later..but still! the rest of her court was already at her house. “morenita, it’s alright, he’ll show up soon. your tía said that he was just fixing his hair but they’re on their way already.” [name] comforted gabriella. “you know, your dad was almost late to my mass. oh, you should’ve seen it. i was so pissed at him for the whole morning.” the two laughed together. gabriella couldn’t see her dad being like that! he was always on time. he couldn’t have..oh wait. “after that he learned to always be on time..most of the time.” she gave gabriella a small wink “i heard that.” miguel said from upstairs, fixing his tie. both of them just rolled their eyes.

it was mutually agreed upon the three that the mass should be around noon time considering everyone would be half asleep if it were in the morning. so now it was nearing the end of grabriella’s mass, 2 pm to be exact. once the mass had finally concluded the mariachi would be outside the church playing ‘las mañanitas’ just for her. miguel walked with [name], their arms linked together as their daughter walked in front of them with her main chambelan. how overjoyed they were to see their little girl grow up before them.

the clock strikes at 5 PM! now its time to partay! gabriella does her vals then her surprise dance. now its time for her to dance with her family members. first, her beloved father. miguel goes to the dance floor, taking his daughters hands in his. the music starts to fade in. “vamos, te invito a bailar. muñequita, te miras preciosa.” they swayed across the dance floor elegantly. miguel made sure to practice on his waltzing. he used to know but grew rusty over the years. he practiced just for her…and also so he wouldn’t step on her feet. maybe it was just for her. “vamos , que hay celebrar; tus quince años, edad primorosa.” oh, how he could remember the first day he laid his eyes on his precious chaparrita. how he held her for the first time. how much he cried when he met her. miguel could remember when gabriella won her first championship when playing soccer. he and [name] were so proud of her. miguel was blessed to see such a talented and beautiful girl grow up right before his eyes. hes glad to call her his. “vamos, ya no hay que esperar. y yo no sé que no hay baile mejor.” he whispered words of sweet nothings and promises. he swore to never leave her. he’ll always be with her. miguel will do anything in his power to make sure no harm, and i mean absolutely no harm, to even cross gabriella. “vamos, que ya están tocando..este vals del amor.”

author’s note: i said before that my quince is next year and this idea came to mind. originally i was gonna write a reader who lost her father do a father-daughter dance with miguel but i couldn’t bring myself to write that (i would start bawling immediately) 👴🏼 anyway! i chose this song cuz im actually gonna use it for my quince and i thought this would be more better 🫡

translations:

quince = fifteen, vals = waltz, mija = my daughter, buenos dias mis amores = good morning my loves, feliz cumpleaños, chaparrita = happy birthday, shorty, morenita = brown girl (often referring to hispanic females), las mañanitas = little mornings (mexican happy birthday basically), chambelan = chamberlain

[sigynpenniman]

Every time my mother goes on vacation I’m like OOOOOOH MAN GOT THE HOUSE TO MYSELF!!! TIME 2 PARTAY and what i mean by that is taking discord calls in the living room, watching Toku and writing fanfiction for hours

[superherokisser]

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he needs to do his homework. sorry.

[renzienaipaul]

RENZIE NAIPAUL

Age: 36

Pronouns: he/him

FC: Raymond Ablack

Neighborhood: Sterling Lake, lives in a houseboat on Lake Shoal

Occupation: Film-maker, owns Lake Shoal

Personality:

+ Outwardly calm, curious, congenial +

- Entitled, directionless, easily stressed -

tl;dr: Renzie grew up in Covington, then lived in LA for 15 years. He was the wayward son of rich parents (land/property developers), but recently got full responsibility of his family wealth - including the audacious ownership of Lake Shoal. He persists on being 'one of the people', but exists in a liminal untouchable space between classes. Very few people know exactly how wealthy he is, but he can inadvertently advertise it in random ways.

PLOT IDEAS & FULL BIO UNDER THE CUT

Plot Ideas and WCs!

Glory days - old friends/rivals from Covington! High school buddies, frenemies, exes, crushes, bullied, etc. Yes, Renzie was the popular jock and prom king. Property wars - people in Covington (or anywhere along the eastern seaboard) who's parents might've had housing/property beefs with Renzie's parents. Got screwed over in your skyrocketing rent or evictions? Probably the Naipauls. Public park - now that Ren owns the lake, he has conflicting feelings about owning it. People innocently visiting the lake for fishing/picnics/canoeing/hiking/snogging at Makeout Point etc, can be potential for shenanigans (mostly Ren's) It's the Biz - any fellow filmmakers, actors, writers etc from the film industry, Renzie will eventually want to start making documentaries again and/or work together on some project (your character's?) Renzie is not above petty crime to get a good script. He wants at least one award, dammit. You're the Biz - since Ren wants to make more documentaries, it could be about your character! Maybe? If something interesting about them catches his eye. Potential for drama/conflict/trouble Anonymous donor - Renzie loves Covington, his best memories are growing up here. With his substantial inheritance, he's experimenting now with 'the rich life', but...not too obvious about it. Let's Partay! - Renzie loves a good hoedown, discotheques, dancing, clubbing, bar-hopping. And drunk!Ren means he's now willing to make it rain on any party buddies. For better or for worse. Grief group - Ren's still recovering from his parent's untimely death, any fellow grievers around, they could bond over loss and all that sad stuff.

Biography: 

...they bought a lake.

Renzie Naipaul knew his parents could be aggressively enterprising - even extravagant in their lives and careers, but.  Buying a whole damn lake in Covington, really? That took 'ballsy' to a whole new strata of audacity.  But in the wake of their untimely deaths, all Renzie could do was accept his immense inheritance, drowning himself in the watery grief of Lake Shoal.  He'd never gotten along with his parents, with their rags-to-riches immigrant work ethic, buying into the ludicrous 'American dream'.  And Casper and Sugar Naipaul never understood their strange son's disinterest in capitalistic ventures and conquering the corporate world.  They were always too busy for him; so most of Renzie's youth was in Covington, raised by his eccentric Auntie.  It was a good life, even if Renzie adamantly denied the empire he'd been born into.  He liked being normal, fitting in with people from all walks of life.  He was a happy child, his creativity encouraged by Auntie Dolly.

Adulthood took him to Los Angeles, pursuing dreams of becoming a hotshot Producer. With an impressive imdb resume, he would return to Covington and single-handedly fuel the budding film industry in his beloved Southern city.  But despite his education and love of film, it soon became clear he was missing one essential ingredient: money. He needed craploads of money to woo network executives and starlets alike.  And theoretically, Renzie could've just called his parents, convinced them to load his bank account - but he couldn't, wouldn't, didn't.  Renzie stuck to stubborn (if superficial) dreams being a self-made man.  Success on his own terms. 

None of this came to pass. Instead Renzie settled into years of mediocrity, turning to documentary film-making. Pet projects for friends, ham-fisted lax-activism shorts, overly-artistic exposés, that sort of thing.  His work made it into fringe film festivals, and got him some paltry credentials on imdb, but not much else. All he could hear were his parents: you could be so much more, Ren.

The day he got the call about the plane crash, everything changed.  The money he'd adamantly refuted suddenly became a non-issue. Nothing was too expensive or extravagant for mom and dad's recuperation. Renzie ensured his parents got the best possible care, world-class doctors, modern facilities - all of it.  But only a few weeks after the accident, his parents nevertheless succumbed to their injuries.  From there it was a dull drone of arduous meetings with lawyers, corporate stakeholders, family crawling out of the woodwork, all contesting the Naipaul will.  But the bottom line held: the majority of the Naipaul estate - including swaths of property and investments across the entire Eastern seaboard -  went to their only son.  

Including, apparently, a damn lake.

[mochablogger]

I'M IN YOUR HOUSE 😈

Cool my bro 👍 NOW LET'S PARTAY

[meowizard]

SLUMBER PARTIE AT MY HOUSE 2NITE SLUMBER PARTAY WE'LL HAVE A FUCKING PILLOW FIGHT

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