#jenna ortega x black!reader

[alexfromjersey]

ℂ𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 | 𝕁𝕖𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕆𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕘𝕒

Jenna Ortega x Black!Reader

summary: you and jenna have been in a relationship for the past eight years when suddenly everything starts to get rocky.

warnings: mature language, angst, violence, jenna doing some dirty shit

a/n: idk why but I wanted to write some angsty 😬? God forbid this ever happened to me cause I’ll be in jail…

“Who is she Y/n?”

That was the first thing you heard when you walked into your home after a long day at work. You just got off an agonizing 12-hour shift at the warehouse and all you wanted to do was shower, eat, and then sleep.

“Who is who Jenna?” You tiredly questioned as you pulled off your boots and work jacket.

First of all let me say, you can’t accuse me of all the things, you know you’re guilty of

“The woman you’ve been sneaking around with” Jenna answered and sipped her wine. Her eyes never leaving your figure.

You sighed, “Please don’t start this shit again tonight please I’m exhausted.”

That it is easy for you to blame everything on me

“I wonder why. Too exhausted from all the lying, the sneaking around, fucking her, and giving her all the attention that’s supposed to be for me” Jenna snapped.

“How many times do I have to say that I’m not fucking anyone, Jenna! What’s your problem? For the past two weeks, you’ve been accusing me of seeing some imaginary woman when all I do is work and come home to you. I don’t even go out with my friends anymore when will I have time to cheat on you” You questioned her loudly.

“How do I know you’re going to work? You could easily say it and go somewhere else” Jenna said.

“Jesus Christ you have my location on your phone!” You shouted.

“You could have left it at your job and left to go sleep with her” Jenna shrugged.

If that’s the case I should go have my fun and do all the things you say I do

You scoffed and just let out a laugh, “How fucked up in the head are you? Maybe I should do all this shit since you think that’s my grandmaster scheme. Drive almost an hour away to go to work, leave my phone at my job, miss out on a shift that makes me lose money, and go fuck a girl.”

You laughed and walked straight past the woman. You walked up the stairs and into your bedroom. Your patience was wearing thin and if you didn’t step away from her, you were going to say something to really hurt her feelings.

Girl, I can’t continue to take this from you

“I can’t fucking win with this girl man. Ever since she came back from filming that new movie, she’s been on a thousand. Accusing me of cheating and lying shit. I don’t do anything but go to work and go home” You ranted to your best friend Donny.

It was your day off, you sitting on your front porch watching the cars pass by when you felt the need to vent to someone. You haven’t seen Jenna since last night, you slept on the couch and when you woke up she was nowhere to be seen. She only left a note telling you that she was going to be hanging with Emma. You invited Donny over to hang out for a little.

“Maybe she just needs some of that groundbreaking pipe” Donny chuckled.

“I would if she let me touch her. She won’t let me go near her to initiate anything. Haven’t had sex since she left and I haven’t stepped out once” You stated.

“Oof you better than me. I would have cheated as soon as she left” Donny admitted unashamed.

“Yeah that’s why your ass is single” You chuckled.

Donny chuckled also and shrugged, “I’m just keeping it real.”

Suddenly, a message notification came from the top of your phone. It was from one of your co-workers that you used to go get a drink with.

When you say I was out with somebody else when my girl told me she saw you with some girl

Kai:

yo I just seen your girl

Your eyes furrowed at the message.

You:

seen her where?

Kai:

the shopping center a town over. I’m out with my daughter and she pointed her out. she walked away from some tall-looking man but I’m pretty sure it was her

At the mention of a man, you furrowed your eyebrows. She told you she was hanging with Emma today. You needed to get to the bottom of this. You found Jenna’s number and just as you were about to click it. A FaceTime call from her came.

You answered it and all you saw was the roof of a car. You go to say something but you hear the sound of a soft moan in the background. You put yourself on mute and turn your volume up.

“Oh my…you feel so good baby” You heard Jenna moan.

Donny’s eyes widen at the sound coming from your phone. He was in disbelief that this was happening to you.

Your heart starts beating faster and faster. Your hand kept clenching and unclenching in anger. You wanted to say something or do something but you were frozen.

Jenna’s moans continued to increase in volume and you saw the phone bounce from the movement of the car.

“I love you Luis” You heard Jenna shriek and the slapping sound increased. You then saw the phone move to a position that’ll forever be engraved in your mind. You quickly took a screenshot and hung up the phone.

It was silence for a few moments. Neither you nor Donny making a move or uttering a word. But your hands kept clenching and unclenching into fists and Donny noticed. He looks at you in concern but you pay him no mind.

You abruptly stood up from the chair and stormed into the house. Donny was hot on your heels concerned and slightly scared.

“Y/n?” Donny asked you but you ignored him. You practically run up the steps and burst into your shared room. You start to throw open all the drawers and throw out everything. You didn’t know what you were doing, just angry. You started throwing anything breakable into the wall.

The once organized and clean room was now in disarray. Clothes, shoes, and personal items were thrown and broken everywhere. Next, you moved to the walk-in closet. You threw every piece of clothing on the floor, moved the boxes from the top shelves, and threw shoes everywhere. But then you noticed a small LV purse, you got her for her birthday last year. It was tucked in a deep dark corner, you would have missed it if it wasn’t for one of her other bags falling out of place. You grabbed it, opened it, and dumped everything onto the bed.

What you saw officially confirmed your fears. It was Polaroid pictures of her and a guy you’ve met numerous times. It was one of her co-stars, Luis Gutierrez. Pictures of them kissing, at the state fair, and one in a bed.

The same bed you and her sleep in.

“Y/n…” Donny cautiously stepped towards it before his eyes landed on something on the bed. You look to where his eyes are and landed on a half of heart necklace with the initial “L” engraved into it.

After seeing that, you grabbed your jacket and left the disarrayed house with Donny following.

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“Dude I think you should slow down on the drinking,” Donny said to you in concern.

“I think you should shut the fuck up and let me drink in peace” You snapped at the male and downed two more shots. That marks it as your fourth and fifth shot.

Donny didn’t take your words to heart either. He knew you were hurting badly. The only way you knew how to deal with that pain was by drinking until you passed out…a trait you learned from your mother.

You still didn’t feel drunk enough so you ordered another round of shots. Donny just watch you take them back like water.

“Eight years Donny…eight fucking years I gave her. All those years down the drain. She was accusing me of cheating when SHE was the fucking one sleeping with someone else!” Your voice raised in the building.

Thankfully, there weren’t many people in the bar but the ones who were turned to look at the commotion.

“I understand but calm down-”

“Man don’t tell me to fucking calm down. How the fuck am I supposed to be calm about this? My girlfriend accidentally FaceTimed me and practically showed me her fucking someone.” You laughed.

“Hey take that shit somewhere else” An angry customer demanded.

“Who the fuck is talking to you Mr. Clean” You insulted the man. He didn’t like that and he pushed you. You stumbled back into the counter but quickly recovered and pushed the man as hard as you could.

“Hey! Enough!” Donny shouted and pulled you away from the man.

“Get the fuck off me” You pushed Donny’s hands off you and walked out of the bar into the autumn weather.

You didn’t live far from the bar you were just at. You take some shortcuts and you’ll be home in 10 minutes but you wanted to take the scenic route which added an extra 8 minutes to the walk.

While you walked, you had to figure out your next move. You and Jenna share a house, a car, and a dog together. As much as you wanted to, you couldn’t just up and leave. It wasn’t as easy for you as it was for her.

On your walk home, you stopped by a liquor store. You bought yourself a bottle of Tequila and started drinking it on your walk. You were well aware that you could potentially get arrested for public intoxication but you didn’t care.

Just when it seemed like you were calming down, God decided to hate you even more than he already did.

A honk of a horn and a shout of your name made you turn around to the source. A familiar red Audi pulled up next to you and parked. The man responsible for your current rage hopped out of the car with the woman you used to love.

“Y/n? What are you doing walking like this?” Jenna questioned.

“Yeah, and why you got a bottle of Tequila” Luis innocently questioned.

You stared at the male with a blank expression, “I’m clearing my head.”

Jenna scoffed, “Clearing your head for what? Got something you want to tell me.”

Your eyes cut to her and she didn’t make it noticeable but she jumped at the sight of your dark emotionless eyes.

“Nah I get it, sometimes you just need a few minutes to yourself. I get like that all the time especially when I’m home. I’m so used to…”

Your eyes stared into his before wandering down to his neck where you see a faint bruise there. Your eyes then land on a silver necklace, similar to the one you found around his neck. The necklace had a “J” initial engraved on it. Your hand tightens around the neck of the bottle.

Your eyes then glance at Jenna who was staring at Luis with a look she used to give you.

“Y/n?” Luis called.

His voice goes distorted and starts to fade away as a blinding rage starts to take over. Before you know it or stop yourself, you swing the bottle and it connects with Luis’ head.

“OH MY GOD!” Jenna screamed.

Luis fell against his car, blood dripping down the side of his head. You didn’t waste any time and hopped on top of him and landed punches to his face.

You were blinded by your anger, by the betrayal, and by the emptiness you had inside of you.

“Y/N STOP!” Jenna yelled and tried to pull off Luis but you wouldn’t budge. You kept landing punch after punch after punch to his face. Your hand went numb and blood coated it. You were finally tackled off the unconscious male by two police officers.

“Put your hands behind your back!” One of the officers yelled and forcefully pulled your arm back. They slap handcuffs on your wrists and harshly stand you up.

As you walk past, you see Jenna and a couple of bystanders standing over Luis. She then looked at you but you averted your eyes. You kept your face expressionless as you were loaded into the back of the cruiser.

Or maybe I, I should have done it, should have given away all my love or maybe I, I should have played you, 'cause you don't appreciate me, no

The loud sound of a jail buzzer wakes you up from your slumber. You open your eyes to realize that you’re still in a jail cell with three other people. You look down at your aching hands to see them bruise up and dried blood on them.

Blood that wasn’t yours. You’ve been in this cell sobering up for the past nine hours.

“Y/n! You’ve been bailed out” A guard shouted. You stood up from the seat and walked to the door. Another buzz was heard and the door swung open. You stepped out and followed the guard to the front.

Once you got to the front, you saw Jenna standing there with an angry and frustrated expression on her face. You sighed and you grabbed your things before signing some paperwork with much difficulty. But once you were finished, you didn’t say a word to Jenna, you just left the police station.

“Y/n? Hello? Are you going to fucking explain yourself? What the hell is wrong with you?” Jenna snapped at you.

You ignored her and continued walking. But Jenna wasn’t having that, she jogged in front of you and stepped in your path. You tried to walk around her but she just followed her.

“You almost fucking killed Luis, Y/n. Do you not realize that?” Jenna seethed.

“Leave me alone Jenna” You mumbled and finally went around her but she was at your side in a second.

“No, I won’t leave you! You beat Luis so badly that he had to go to the hospital for stitches and a concussion. You’re not explaining to me why!” Jenna yelled.

You let out an angry breath and your eyes glare at her. This makes Jenna jump a bit because she’s never seen you this angry before.

“You wanna know why? You wanna fucking know why I should have killed that fucking bastard! Here!” You shouted and you pulled out your phone and showed her a screenshot you took. You then pulled the pictures you took from her bag and threw them at her chest.

“You are a fucking hypocrite Jenna. You accused me of fucking cheating on you when in actual reality, you were the one sleeping with another man. I gave you eight years…eight fucking years of unconditional love. Eight years of being by your side. Eight years of being loyal. Not once did I ever give you a reason to question my loyalty to you!” You shouted at the girl.

Jenna’s eyes widen as the biggest secret of hers has finally been discovered.

“You made me feel like I was the bad guy. I stopped hanging out with my friends. I stopped going out to places. I did anything and everything I could to try to fix what was broken between us” You fumed as your voice cracked. Tears were threatening to spill down your cheeks as you finally let your emotions out.

“Y/n…I-”

“You had him in our bed. You fucking FaceTimed me in the middle of you sleeping with him in his car. How much more disrespect do you think I can tolerate?” You cried. The tears now falling freely down your face. But you wiped them aggressively from your face.

“I should have fucking cheated,” You said and left her standing in front of the police station.

a/n: so…I’m watching the vmas right now and SZA should have won song of the year but we ain’t gon get into that 🙂…

[tonyspank]

LOST IN THE FIRE

black!singer!reader x jenna ortega (they/them pronouns, but there’s mentions of them having a pp, lol)

warnings: fluff and a tiny bit of angst i guess, my poor attempts at humor again, social media w a bit of irl

a/n: i’ve always wanted to do a social media book. so this is just something fun i came up with, i hope you enjoy :) it’s also a way i can put u guys onto my fav songs 🤭

faceclaim: khalil beth

Is Percy Hynes White Dating Jenna Ortega?

Jenna and Percy have yet to confirm or deny dating rumors, but they have posted many cute cast photos of one another on Instagram. On top of that, Jenna took Percy as her plus one date for the 2023 Golden Globes — and they're set to star in a movie together!

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3 talented artists + jack lani - kehlani jackie - jack tae - matteo

lani Y/N sweetie..

jackie 🙁

tae what'd i miss??

jackie Y/N's fav ex is dating an ugly man 🥺

tae JENNA? NAHH

tae let's hope she leave him too 🤞

tae she'll miss the bbc 🥲

lani omg wdf 😭😭

you ...

jackie now the dots was a lil dramatic

lani JACK 😭😭

you jack stfu before i shave ur beard

tae got his ass

lani LMFAOO

jackie 🤐

tae ok ok but Y/N how are u rn?

lani frr like talk to us

you wdym?

you we broke up why would i be bothered

jackie

🤨

tae 💀💀

lani i've never met anyone who still likes their exes posts

you it's called being mature

you i am able to support her regardless of what happened

tae it's called being delusional

jackie laughed at "it's called being delusional"

jackie i have an idea

jackie

tae fam what is ur camera roll? 💀

lani what's ur idea jack

jackie i'm gonna ask demi for an invite to the scream 6 premiere

jackie then me and Y/N gon jump percy in front of jenna right

lani

side-eye…

jackie and then jenna gon be like

jackie oh my god not my mans getting his ass beat by my ex & their bsf tf

you please stfu 🙏

jackie bro

jackie i'm tryna help you save ur gf from a guy who looks like the definition of pervert

tae laughed at "i'm tryna help you safe ur gf from a guy who looks like the definition of pervert"

lani 😭😭😭😭

lani i can't breathe

you it's literally just a rumor that they're dating tho

you & i'm not going to the premiere

jackie mhm

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y/nhart what's your favorite scary movie? 🔪 #ScreamVI @screammovies

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screammovies You, of course. 🔪🩸 > y/nhart can we kiss?

jackharlow what did you say in the group chat? > y/nhart that jack harlow is a flop 🤫

user15 bro doing everything but dropping an album 💀 > user1 ong. right my wrongs ep was amazing but it's been 8 months 😭

mrmatteo where was my invite? > y/nhart drop a song then let's talk > user3 what a hypocrite 💀

user8 bite me

kehlani you could never be ghostface > screammovies Its always someone you know. 👻🔪🩸

user11 GO TO THE STUDIO

user992 i have $1,000 frank will drop before this mf

user90 MORE JENNA AND Y/N CONTENT??? > user78 i missed them :')

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            Your eyes were starting to water due to the number of flashes from the cameras that were going off around you. The bright lights made it difficult to keep your eyes open, but you knew that this was just part of being in the spotlight.

  Jack places a hand on your arm, slightly shoving you towards the exit. You ignore the yells of your name and continue to make your way off the carpet.

Your bodyguard, who had been standing nearby, steps in to create a path through the crowd, shielding you and Jack from the relentless paparazzi.

  "Did you talk to Jenna?" Jack asks, leaning close enough for his voice to be heard.

You send the bearded man a glare, shaking your head. "No. I don't even think she's walked the carpet yet."

Jack raises an eyebrow before turning his head to the carpet, which is still filled with celebrities and flashing cameras.

He scans the area, searching for any sign of Jenna among the chaos. He then turns back to you with a smirk on his lips. "I think you're just ducking her."

You roll your eyes at Jack's teasing remark.

"Please, like I have time to play hide and seek with Jenna. I'm just trying to avoid the relentless paparazzi."

You gesture towards the swarm of photographers jostling for the perfect shot.

Jack hums, his smile widening. A thought clicks into his head, causing his smile to drop.

"Oh, yeah! I talked to Melissa, and she is fine as fuck."

You thin out your lips. Jack probably didn't know she was married.

"I'll tell her husband you said that."

"You know what they say. Don't let your husband distract you from finding the love of your life."

You chuckle at his joke.

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"May I say you look amazing tonight?" The interviewer states, smiling as they admire your appearance.

You smile, bringing your hands together to calm yourself before responding.

"Thank you so much."

"Are you a big fan of the Scream franchise?" The interviewer asks, moving their microphone closer.

You nod, your eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Absolutely! Ghostface is such an iconic character, and I love the twists that they put in the movie. It just always keeps you on your toes."

The interviewer chuckles, sharing your enthusiasm. "I completely agree! The Scream franchise has definitely left a lasting impact on the horror genre with its clever storytelling and memorable characters. Speaking of memorable characters, whose is your favorite?"

You pause for a moment, looking up at the sky as you bite down on your lip.

"Uhh... It's hard to choose just one, but if I had to pick, I would say Roman Bridger. I didn't suspect him at all, and his reveal as the mastermind behind everything in Scream 3 was a total shock. Plus, Scott Foley's performance was absolutely chilling."

The interviewer nods, appreciating your choice. "I couldn't agree more. He's surely one to remember."

You nod again, smiling. "For sure. I've always wanted to play Ghostface. Taking off the mask and revealing your plan must be so fun."

The interviewer laughs and says, "I'm sure you'd do great."

Before you could respond with a thank you, the interviewer speaks up.

"Jenna! It's so nice to see you." You turn to see Jenna, your heart dropping at the sight of her.

You force a tight-lipped smile at the brunette. "Hey Jenna, long time no see," you say, trying to sound casual.

Deep down, you can't help but wonder if she still thinks about you.

Jenna returns the smile. "Yeah, it's been a while," she replies softly.

Memories of your past together flood your mind, and you can't help but wonder if there's still a chance for reconciliation.

"You guys are so stunning, I can't even!" The interviewer gushes, snapping you out of your thoughts.

Jenna chuckles, her eyes meeting yours briefly before she turns her attention back to the interviewer.

"Jenna, I've gotta ask. Are you a fan of Y/N's music?" Jenna nods her head, glancing at you again before answering.

"I am. They're very talented musically, and I'm waiting for another album."

You try to fight back a smile, but it fails miserably. The interviewer notices your failed attempt to hide your smile and chuckles.

"Seems like there's mutual admiration here," they remark, noticing the subtle connection between you and Jenna.

You tilt your head, shrugging a bit. "I guess you could say that. Jenna's very talented herself, both musically and in acting."

Jenna feels the butterflies in her stomach erupt as you compliment her.

She's missed you, and she wants nothing more than to reconnect with you. She blushes slightly and responds, "Thank you."

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You walk over to Jenna, interrupting her conversation with Percy. "Jenna."

Jenna turns towards you, a surprised expression on her face as she pauses mid-sentence.

"Come home with me?"

Jenna's eyes widen as she processes your unexpected request, leaving her momentarily speechless.

After a brief moment of hesitation, she nods slowly, her curiosity piqued. "Sure, why not? Let's go."

Percy furrows his eyebrows, watching you and Jenna walk off together.

When you arrive home, you take off your jacket and help Jenna with hers.

Jenna mumbles a thank you before making herself comfortable on the couch.

She looks around the unfamiliar surroundings, seeing as you've changed a few things since the last time she was there.

Jenna's eyes linger on a Polaroid of you and her, capturing a happy memory from months ago. Of course, Jenna still loved you, but was she ready to take the risk of getting hurt again?

She couldn't bear the fact that things might not work out between you two, causing more heartbreak.

Fame had always been a double-edged sword for Jenna. While it had brought her success and recognition, it also came with constant scrutiny and pressure.

It's what ruined you two. Jenna being constantly busy due to acting and you constantly being busy due to singing made it difficult for you both to find quality time together.

Despite the love that still existed between you, the demands of your respective careers created a growing distance that neither of you knew how to bridge.

You walk into the living room, two glasses of wine in your hand. "Actually," Jenna speaks up, and you raise your eyebrows in anticipation.

She continues, "Could we sit on your balcony?"

You nod, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Of course," you say, leading the way to the balcony.

As you settle into the comfortable chairs, the city lights twinkling below, Jenna takes a deep breath and says, "I miss moments like this, just being together without any distractions."

You take a sip of your wine, pausing to savor the flavor before responding. "Me too," you say, gazing out at the night sky.

"I missed you."

Jenna's eyes soften, and she reaches over to gently touch your lap. "I missed you too," she whispers.

"I hope you know that I'm not dating Percy."

"I know," you reply, a small smile forming on your lips. "I knew you wouldn't downgrade like that."

Jenna chuckles softly, her dimples beginning to show. "That's hilarious."

A silence falls over the two of you.

"I couldn't imagine being with anyone other than you," you snap your head towards her, your heart swelling with love at words.

She always knew the right thing to say.

"You're the only one who truly understands me, Y/N." Jenna's eyes meet yours, her brown pupils glistening in the moonlight.

"I can't find myself being vulnerable or trusting with anyone else." She finishes off, breaking away from your gaze.

You don't say anything, you just place your hand over top of hers, which was resting on your lap.

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y/nhart 12...??...23...lost in the fire...earned it...all mine...confident...all mine...oui...greece...get me...kiss land...for free

➕➕➕.

meltdown...i'd do anything to make you smile...boyfriend,girlfriend...rambo...let em'know

@chancetherapper @djkhaled @kehlani @travisscott @jackharlow @feliciathegoat @theweeknd @bnyx

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user12 OMFG BRUH

user99 AOTY

jackharlow deluxe 🔜

bnyx 👨‍🍳🔥🎶

theweeknd 🫡

user77 couldve had better feats tbh > user880 STFU

djkhaled 🔥🔥🔥 WE'LL NEVER STOP 🛑!!! 

>user14 TELL EM BRING OUT THE ALBUM ALREADY

user67 i'm about to cry.

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y/nsrealwife i stand by what i said

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user11 unknown? it's jenna😭 > y/nrealwife me when i'm delusional

user45 there's no misses on the album + they ate down in the deluxe > user89 came in my pants when they came on the track w that "t-time, t-time, t-time.."

user66 can we talk abt for free? bro had like 10 viagra pills before pulling up to the studio > user77 💀💀💀

jackharlowsbeard kehlani & jack on the album made me so happy.

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y/nhart mega christmas dump 🎄@jennaortega @jackharlow @mrmatteo @kehlani

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[infernalodie]

can you please make the most toe-curling, back arching, earth-shattering jenna ortega imagine where its a black!male!reader where the reader and jenna haven't seen each other in a while so their very sex-starved. Have jenna tease the reader and say something like "i almost had to ask mason for help." considering that he's her love interest in scream VI and the reader goes fucking insane. like I'm talking orgasm denial, dirty talk, maybe choking, and after she comes there are back to back orgasms. it'd be funny to add that she passes out at the end and he goes "put her ass to sleep." anywho, i absolutely love ur writing, as it has been a huge impact in my life, and ur existence as a whole. bc of u i decided to major in english at southern in baton rouge starting this fall.

much love, jennasslut

𝐈𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐈𝐭 || 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐎𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐚

"𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘵"

Inspo: Tory Lanez - In For It Tory Lanez - ...The Make Up

Pairing: Jenna Ortega x Black!Male!reader

Summary: She was in for it, but she didn't care if it ended in a long night with you...

Warnings: Smut with no plot (really), degradation kink, choking, orgasm denial, overstimulation and a flash of fluff.

a/n: This is exactly why I write. If I am impacting someone and giving them the motivation to try and create something they see as beautiful, then I am happy with my life. So, I am glad I impacted you and I hope everything goes well! I am also sorry if this is "eh".

Words: 2143

DNI IF YOU'RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

“So, have you missed me?”

From your position on the other end of the couch, you glanced at Jenna who sat opposite you. Her eyes are curious and interested in how you will answer the question. And you shifting slightly, thinking of the many phone calls that she had left you craving more than just imaginary fantasies, her lips curled.

Truthfully, she knows she didn’t need you to answer the question. How you’ve been looking at her since she got into your car from the airport had been enough. But this spiced things up. She loved testing her luck and seeing how far you would run till the chase was over.

“Of course,” you replied, smiling softly. “The apartment’s been quiet since you left. I’m just glad you’re back.”

Jenna smiled. “Is that all you missed?” She inquired, tilting her head.

That question left you dumbstruck. Lips parted and eyes slightly squinting, a soft chuckle slipping from your lips. “Jenna, it’s been barely an hour since you got back from New York,” you stated. “Why don’t we just enjoy the movie, yeah?”

“You don’t have to play coy, Y/n.” She started to crawl toward you, making you cock your head to the side. Her movements were slow and deliberate to rile you up. The extra sway of her hips, the view of her supple breasts, and her very convincing words. This was no game you were foreign to. “If you want to fuck, we can fuck.” And that’s when she climbed up on you, straddling your waist. Your hands instinctively fell to her hips, feeling out the bare flesh revealed from her crop top. Jenna smiled, catching her bottom lip between her teeth as her nails gently scratched at the back of your neck. “I think it’s what we both want- What we both need.”

“Jenna, come on. You just got back,” you tried to reason, a quiet chuckle filling the abruptness of tensity in the air. “I mean, I’m always down for sex, but you’re tired. We should just relax, all right? Roll one up if it sets the mood right.”

The clear rejection did undoubtedly leave a bitter taste in her mouth. What she must’ve mistaken as a sense of longing had just been you taking her in after so long of being apart. And something about that disappointed her.

“I should’ve just asked Mason to help me out,” she muttered. “Probably had a bigger dick than you.”

You knew she was trying to get inside your head. Wanting you to get self-conscious and prove her wrong. It was fruitless. But you will admit that her statement about Mason did set something off. She’d been poking the bear since she landed and it seemed she finally was getting the reaction she’d been seeking.

And in a matter of seconds, she was ushered to the table and tossed on top. Jenna’s eyes were wide as you stood between her legs, aggressively yanking her pyjama pants off, a few seams ripping.

But getting what she wanted to make her smile. “Oh, is Daddy angry-” Her snarky remark was stopped by you roughly grabbing her jaw. Ripping a gasp from her lips.

You stared daggers into her, pressing the tips of your fingers into her cheeks, compelling her to open her mouth. “You wanna talk like a whore, I’ll treat you like one.” Pushing two fingers into her mouth, you roughly pressed down on her tongue and pushed further until she was gagging. Spit building around your digits and soaking your palm. But when you thought Jenna might push you away, scream at you for being so fucking rough, you were surprised to hear her whine. Her legs wrapped around your waist in an attempt to feel your cock that was peeking from the waistband of your sweatpants. Gagging on your digits that occasionally pushed to her limit.

Pulling your fingers from her mouth, you watched a string connect from the tips of your fingers to her bottom lip. Glancing at her eyes that were watering as she fought every fibre of her being to not speak. Hands gripping the edge of the table that could very much snap under Jenna’s tight grasp.

There was no talk. But the look in your eyes told her enough that this wouldn’t be anything soft. And neither did she want it to be. Being deprived of you for so long, she needed something to remind her why the wait was worth it.

Freeing yourself from your sweatpants, you stroked your cock and Jenna couldn’t take her eyes off of it. During the filming of Scream 6, she had her way of getting something out of you. But when she was on set and getting a video sent to you, it left her salivating and aching. You would stroke your cock, practically starting the video with a mere 30 seconds of you on the brink of orgasm. And Jenna would listen to your deep groans that soon morphed into moans as you reached the precipice of completion.

She’d been needing to see and hear that. She’d been making up too many fantasies to get her through the gruelling filming schedule back in New York. But now having you riled up in front of her, practically on the edge of destroying her, she was excited.

So, feeling your girthy length drive through her folds and brush over her clit elicited a rather pornographic moan from her lips. One that you were quick to comment on. “Oh, sweetheart. You’re already keening at that?” You inquired mockingly. “You’re a desperate bitch, huh?”

Jenna couldn’t bite back, only responding with a gasp as you bottomed out in her. Feeling her walls clench around you, pulling a groan from your lips. Carefully placing closed fists on either side of her, arms flexing as you allowed her velvety walls to allow you to breathe. “Squeezing me so nicely. God, you feel amazing, baby.”

She whimpered, looking up at you with those eyes. Ones that are full of desperation. Full of needs that you could solve. But displaying that gave the submission of control she might’ve thought she had.

But you already stated how this was going to go. No matter how cute she looked at you, there was no changing it. If she was getting what she wanted, then you would as well.

So, when you felt the least bit of resistance, you let your hips move. Stealing Jenna’s breath with each pound that echoed in the quiet apartment. Each thrust was harsher than the last. Making a point to her that her words had consequences. And each thrust caused her toes to curl, head lulling back as she cried out. But even the sounds were stolen from her from each profound slam of your hips.

“Oh, f-f-fuck!” She cried, feeling the fullness of your cock each second. Pressing against the right spots that had her seeing stars. Her toes curled with each pleasurable filling. Her lips faintly twitched in a tired smile as her body was reminded of the heavy exertions you compelled against her.

Whether it was the pace or the strength, Jenna could feel that knot building in her stomach. Her high octave whines giving away the eventual release. Choked breaths fell from her wet lips and just as she was reaching the high, you pulled away completely.

It left her quivering, whining childishly. “W-Why’d you stop?” She reached out for you, attempting to pull you close, seeking the warmth of your body once more.

All you did was brace your hands on the edge of the table. Licking your lips at the sight of her cunt that was soaking wet–squeezing around nothing. And Jenna was on the edge, you could tell by her half-lidded eyes and chest that rose and fell rapidly. She was a mess. You took pride in knowing that you were the only one allowed to see this side of her–that you could be the only one to put her in this state.

So desperate. So needy.

“I’m treating you how you want to be treated,” you replied eventually, not even caring to meet her gaze. “This is what you deserve, sweetheart.”

The way you looked in Jenna’s eyes was perfection. Your bronze skin had a fresh sheen of sweat, muscles flexed as you took in the sight of her figure. Admiring each big and little detail of her. Cock standing stiff with precum dripping from the tip’s slit.

But after a few moments that she was allowed to catch her breath, you pressed into her once more. Your lips find solace along her shoulders or chest. Jenna’s own hands slipped through your hair and yanked with each sharp thrust. 

She was reeling at the fact that you kissed everywhere besides her lips. Blocking that level of intimacy with her, which she knew was part of the punishment. And with this cloudy layer resting over her mind, obscuring coherent thoughts, she didn’t know how to explicitly tell you she wanted it. What she did know she could communicate was her need for the release you sourly stole from her.

This time, she tried to keep it hidden from you. Strangling the whines that wished to escape. But if there was one thing that the two of you could take from one another’s relationship, it was the fact that you two knew one another’s bodies too well. Like, way too well. So, when you saw her hands tremble, buckling under her own weight and her walls quivering around you, you knew those were the telltale signs.

And just like last time, you pulled yourself away from her death grip. Grinning at the sound of her crying, your name able to be made out in her babbles.

“Fine. I’ll give you what you want.” Through the tears, she gasped at the slam of your hips. Fingers pressing to her clit and rubbing fast, tight circles. Bringing her the sudden blast of stimulation had her twitching, almost panicking. She aimlessly grabbed at anything that could keep her from sliding off the table. And when you pressed your free hand to her stomach, forcing your cock to drive further ahead, she saw stars.

Face scrunching up, legs quivering and cunt gushing around your cock. And the sight of her arms flexing and stomach doing the same inflated your ego. Her white cream smeared across your length beautifully.

But you continued to rock your hips into her, ruthless and unforgiving.

“W-Wait-!” She breathed, hand gently pressing to your chest, but you didn’t stop. Your jaw ticked. Slightly angling your hips differently before you were pounding into her once more. The new-found soft spot you were hitting left Jenna dumb. Drool escaping the corner of her lips as she babbled pathetically.

Continuing to hit that same angle, your hands moved to hold her sides. Thumbs resuming the pressure in the center of her chest as you used her body like some sort of sex toy. Grinning down at Jenna who was left panting and trying to cling to reality. And although her walls squeezed around you continuously, you kept the same goal.

Hearing her whine and cry as the overstimulation became too much for her to comprehend. That or the sheer impact of orgasms and her body tensing up made her vision fade. And you, being too lost in the pleasure, didn’t see the girl’s legs curl up into her chest before her head hit the table with a thud. Legs limp in your hold as her walls clasped around you one final time, yanking you toward the edge.

By the time you were finished, you were resting your pelvis flush against her. Head lulled back as you breathed heavily. Tired eyes lowering and finding Jenna on another kind of cloud nine. Unconscious and body twitching. Clearly sensitive from any faint movement you made while still inside of her. But you enjoyed the view, kissing her lips softly before lifting her carefully to rest against you.

The angle caused the girl to cry, nails digging into your back. “It’s all right, baby. We’re done.” She relaxed once more, soaking in your warmth. Your thumbs rubbed the back of her thighs soothingly, smiling upon hearing her soft moan of approval.

You laid her down, slipping into the open space beside her in the bed. Able to feel her just barely clinging to consciousness. Eyes faintly squinting to stare up at you. Moaning against you, eyes flickering shut with your hand cupping her cheek. So, you leaned down and kissed her forehead and whispered, “Don’t fucking test me Jenna or it’ll be worse next time.”

And in the haziness, Jenna managed to smile. Hearing your husky tone already warming the apex of her legs as she kissed your wrist tiredly. "I loved every second of it."

[melrodrigo]

Pain Relief - Mabel

Mabel Black Label x Reader

Summary: Mabel gets back from an intense day at work, and seeks comfort from her girlfriend.

Word Count: 800+

A/N: I’m back babies

Look, dating someone in the Boston crime gang was never on your bucket list. Sure, you’ve read your fair share of enemies to lovers mafia fan fiction, but you’d never expect it to actually happen.

You were always a good kid, steered away from drugs and sketchy stoners. But Mabel, Mabel.

She was the most beautiful girl you’d ever laid eyes on. Tan skin and messy hair, it was never an option not to fall in love with her.

But in your defense, Mabel was nothing like the rest of them. She was kind, the most thoughtful soul you know, and inspiring in all aspects of her life.

She was put in a tricky situation since childhood, but she always made the most out of it and always strived to get out.

You knew she could be cold. Some of her friends referred to her as “Mabel Black Label”, but her cut-throat personality disappeared whenever she was with you. It was like she turned into this nicer, more exciting, wondrous person. Or at least, that’s how she felt.

So, when she didn’t come to see you as she’d promised, you knew something was wrong.

She had mentioned earlier that she was doing a big deal that night, and that she was going to come get you for your date right after.

By the time she called you, a little after midnight that exact night, you’d practically jumped up at the sight of her name across your phone.

Anxiety stirred deep within you.

You bit your nail as you answered the phone.

“Hey babe…” Her voice exhaled, shaky like she’d just run a mile and immediately called you.

“Baby? Where have you been? Are you alright?” You breathed, question after question tumbling out before she even had the chance to answer.

“Don’t be mad…I’m at your house now.” She says, slurring her words slightly.

You’re up and striding toward your door before she can even finish her sentence, heart racing a hundred miles a minute.

“Why would I be mad? God, Mabel, I swear you had me-“ You stop abruptly, taking in the sight before you.

She’s standing somewhat bashfully, rocking on her heels, the right side of her face facing away from you. You furrow your eyebrows, sensing immediately that something’s terribly wrong.

You reach out to tilt her face so you can see all of it, and your mouth falls open at the sight. Her face is beaten. Spilt lip and everything, the bruises that look like they’ve just been formed are already turning a different color. You grab her by the wrist and immediately drag her into your home. Your annoyance disappears instantaneously as you take her in again.

It’s so purple, you can’t help but reach out to graze your fingertips against it as she winces quietly.

“Oh, baby.” You sigh, hooking a finger under her chin so she looks into your eyes. She can’t meet your gaze, eyes flitting between your couch and the lamp, things she suddenly finds very interesting.

You get up and feel her hold on your wrist tighten, signaling to not go. You reassure her you’re only going to get the first aid kit, and you’ll be back in a minute.

Mabel begrudgingly lets you go, looking so small and fragile sitting there.

“Look at me.” You tell her, sternly, when you get back. You take the cotton bud and apply some alcohol, gently dabbing it against a cut on her lip.

She hisses, unable to keep the pain at bay. You tut, telling her you’re almost done. You know she needs some tough love in moments like these- she was never the best at receiving affirmations.

“Whatever happened…” You start, biting your lip, trying to grasp the right words. Mabel looks at you intently.

“I’m sure you did your best. And it definitely wasn’t your fault.” You know the way she works, better than you know yourself, and she blames herself for this. If anything didn’t go her way, she’d always get like this. You’s always loved the perfectionist type, after all.

Mabel opens her mouth to speak for the first time in what feels like eternities.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry I couldn’t- couldn’t get here on time for the date.” She blubbers, tears spilling out of her eyes.

You hold her for a while before you chuckle lightly, and watch as she looks up in surprise, eyebrows raised.

“I could care less about our date. What I care about is that you’re alive.” You tell her, cupping the side of her face that isn’t bruised. Your other hand pressed against her chest, right where her heart is.

Her eyes soften, turning into those big brown puppy-like eyes you love so much. And you can feel it before she says it.

“I love you.” She says as she takes your lips in a fierce kiss, surprising but not at all unwelcome. You happily lean in, kissing her like she might disappear tomorrow.

You lose yourself in the moment, push against her a little too hard, and she winces.

“Shit, sorry.” You mumble sheepishly. She pecks you on the lips again before whispering huskily.

“You know…I heard kisses help with pain. I think you should help me out over here.” She points to her split lip, eyes suddenly twinkling.

The twinkle in your eye doesn’t fail to match hers.

“I suppose I could help out someone unwell…it’s the right thing to do anyway.” You say with a little nod, though neither of you is listening to what you’re saying at this point.

“Right.” She grins, grabbing you by the nape of your neck and into her arms.

Even like this, bruised and bloody, you’re proud to say, that Mabel Black Label, your girlfriend, never fails to charm the pants off of you.

[aespicysstuff]

Scream

Jenna Ortega x Fem!Reader

Description: "When Jenna can't help but fall in love with her coworker, but she's too much of a coward to confess believing you don't feel the same, however, the girl is wrong you would kneel for her."

Words: 18.1k

Saju: "ENJOY IT LOVE"

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Jenna Ortega is a well-known name. She is an authentic woman with unreal beauty, creativity, cuteness, education, intelligence, and more. I could spend days complimenting her without getting tired. Like many people, I know Jenna from her works. Watching her performances on screen is already something gratifying and magnificent, but nothing compares to witnessing her talent in person.

How do I know this? Well, perhaps because, thanks to my job, I had the opportunity to work alongside one of the people I admire. Since a very young age, I have always been interested in parkour, martial arts, and boxing. Recognizing my potential in these areas, my father ensured I learned everything. Thankfully to him, I have the most enjoyable job – being a stunt double.

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You logically started with small films and series, sometimes even commercials and a few games. You had begun to gain popularity among directors, especially after being the stunt double for Zoë Kravitz in "The Batman" and being the motion and body model for a new character in the Resident Evil game franchise. The director of "Scream VI" was looking for a stunt double for Melissa Barreram, the actress playing Sam Carpenter. Like other stunt doubles, you submitted a video showcasing your skills. After seeing your performance and how adept you were at both agile and heavy movements, they hired you for the role. You've been enjoying the experiences to the fullest.

At this moment, you were heading to the set and also meeting with the cast. During the filming, you had gotten close to almost all the actors, especially Jenna and Melissa. As you arrived, you spotted Jasmine and Mason from a distance, quickening your pace to reach them. "GOOD MORNING, BEAUTIES!" You kissed both of them on the cheek. "Good morning, lovely! You woke up in high spirits today," Jasmine said after you sat beside her. "I also noticed. Does it have something to do with a 5'1" Latina who loves playing characters with no sanity?" Mason teased while ruffling your hair.

You weakly slapped his arms, scoffing as they both broke into laughter. But when you were about to say something, a familiar scream interrupted. "MELISSA, STOP!" In minutes, you saw a small figure running towards you and hiding behind you. "Y/n, protect me, plea—" Jenna was interrupted by a furious Melissa chasing her. They ran around the table, making everyone laugh at the actresses' cuteness.

You decided it would be better to stop them before someone got hurt. You got up, caught Melissa in your arms, and held her tight. She struggled a little, but your grip was firm. Though she might be taller, you were stronger. You placed her beside Mason and sat back down, chuckling. Jenna sat beside you, and you offered her a water bottle. After she thanked you and turned to the group, you couldn't help but laugh at the situation.

Your eyes roamed every detail of her face, from her freckles to her dimple, her button nose, and the lips you wanted to feel so badly. Jenna felt her heart jumping in her chest, as if she would pass out from how intensely you were looking at her. She started leaning her face towards yours, interlinking her gaze between your eyes and your lips. Hypnotized, both of you were so entranced by each other that you didn't notice when you were called, "LOVE BIRDS!! WE HAVE SCENES TO SHOOT!! STOP EATING EACH OTHER AND GO TO THE SET!!" Jasmine, always the sweetheart, got your attention, making both of you jump a little and put some distance between yourselves.

The staff and some actors had already entered; only you and Jenna were missing. You remained in silence, trying to tame your heartbeats and your blush. You heard Jenna clearing her throat, "Uh... I-I think it's better if we go inside too." Jenna said while getting up and walking to the set, not giving you time to reply. You stayed for a bit longer, trying to absorb what just happened. Would you guys really have kissed if you weren't interrupted? You put your hands on your head, sighing, and started your way to the set.

You had started the recordings, and now you found yourself restless and apprehensive. At the moment, you were shooting the theater scene, and seeing Jenna hanging there wasn't pleasant. You couldn't believe how many times this girl faced danger without fear. She had mentioned loving to do her own stunts, and you couldn't blame her. You felt incredible after your own acrobatics. Still, you feared that one day she might get seriously injured. You couldn't help but worry about her.

You almost ran towards her when the director gave the order for her to fall, but you held back and sat down again. Her character and Jack's had a brief dialogue, and following the script, Tara thrust the knife into Ethan's mouth. You couldn't deny that seeing her smile of relief after her action and the blood on her face made you more infatuated with her than you already were.

Just as it was said, you knew Jenna from other works, and since then, you admired her. Just like her fans, you couldn't resist the charms of this Latina. Since the first day of filming, you've been falling more and more in love with her. She doesn't help much in easing these feelings since, from the first day, she hasn't let go of you. Not that you're complaining, but trying to stop liking her is almost an impossible mission.

You would really like to confess your feelings to Jenna, but you feel that she deserves someone better, someone who understands her (in the work sense) and who is a beautiful woman that fits with her. You're just the stunt double, the tomboy, as some call you, simply because you have a more sculpted body, a muscular physique, and a tomboyish style. You've always faced these kinds of unpleasant comments for these reasons. Your friends always comfort you, and your small fan community defends you as much as they can.

Jenna also always comforts you when some of these comments shake you. She always says that you're like a Doberman, always with a stern face, ready to snap at anyone who comes close. She said she feels safe with you, as if she were at home. Lost in your thoughts, you hadn't noticed that they had finished the scenes. You also didn't see a certain short girl watching you attentively.

Jenna observed every trace of your face, every bit of you. From your curly hair to your tattoos, she loves every part of you. She finds herself hopelessly in love with you, every aspect of you, habits, words—you leave her fascinated. It wasn't in her plans to fall in love, but on the day she saw you, she knew her heart wouldn't hold up. She perfectly remembers how her heart skipped a beat after seeing you. You were in simple clothes that highlighted your curves and, most importantly, your muscles. But the fatal blow was the smile you gave her after hugging her.

But Jenna is afraid of this, of these feelings. She has always been more focused on work, never paid much attention to romance. But now, after getting to know you, she daydreams about your life together.

She wants to confess, but she never manages to. She always retreats before revealing her feelings, afraid that you won't fit into her life or even that you'll distance yourself because of it. That's why she hasn't confessed yet. But the desire is there, what's lacking is courage and a bit of shame.

Jenna shook her head slightly to get rid of these thoughts and silently approached you since you were still distracted. She came close to you, laughing at your expression, and on impulse, she squeezed your shoulders and gave you a kiss on the neck, staying with her face there. "Jenna! Why did you scare me like that?" You said in a playful manner, covering your face, hearing the girl laugh at the situation. "Sorry, mi corazón, it wasn't my intention, but you looked so beautifully distracted, and I couldn't resist." She hugged you, and you turned a bit, pulling her onto your lap, hugging her waist and resting your head on her shoulder.

Jenna put her arms around your neck and planted a kiss on the top of your head. You didn't say anything, just enjoyed each other's presence. It was enough. The connection you two had was visible for everyone to see, and it was a beautiful thing. That's why many didn't bother you two. Unfortunately, your moment was interrupted by the director calling you to shoot some stunts. Both of you sighed; you gave Jenna a little pat on the thigh signaling her to get up. "No! I'm not leaving. I'm home..." She said in a cute, whiny voice, and your heart skipped a few beats. "I'm home," you couldn't help but smile.

You tightened your embrace. "It's okay, my love. I promise to spend the whole rest of the day with you." You cupped her face, caressing her cheek. Jenna felt butterflies having a party in her stomach. Ugh! How she wanted to kiss you until the air evaporated from her lungs, but she restrained herself, moving away a bit and raising her pinkie finger, "Do you promise with your pinkie?" You laughed at her cuteness and joined your pinkies, "I promise, mi amor." You kissed her fingers, making Jenna even more infatuated.

"Then go do those stunts quickly because I want to be cuddled up with you all day." You picked her up, making her squeal and then burst into laughter. You put her down and started walking toward the actors, but you stopped, turned back, and ran towards Jenna. However, what she had to say got stuck in her throat. You had given her a kiss on the eyebrow and whispered in her ear, "See you later, mi amor."

You ran off after the director shouted your name, leaving a paralyzed and tomato-red Jenna behind. She snapped out of her trance and ran to her trailer, laughing like a love-struck teenager.

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The sun had already set when everyone was released from the recordings. The sky was partially orange, and its dim light guided you to your trailer. You knocked on the door, and it didn't take long for Jenna to open it. "You took your time!" She pulled you into a hug. "Mi amor, you were the one who got released early, haha!" You squeezed her in your arms, resting your chin on her head. You stayed like that for a few more minutes.

"Let's go inside; you must be tired." She led you in, closing the door once you entered. "Can I take a quick shower, princess?" You asked, seeing a cute pout forming on her face. "But... I wanted to cuddle with you now." She pouted, and you couldn't resist the cuteness, pinching her cheeks, making her pout intensify.

"My love, this will only take me a few minutes, and then you can have me all to yourself." Jenna looked at you with those bambi eyes and agreed, going to sit on the couch while you prepared. As you had said, after a few minutes, you were already by her side, watching none other than "Puss in Boots 2" haha. You were lying on the couch, and Jenna was lying on top of you.

There was a pleasant silence between you two, only the sounds of the movie were heard. You lowered your gaze to Jenna, observing every detail of her, from eyebrows to lips. You became (once again) hypnotized. Jenna felt your burning gaze on her head and turned her face, resting her chin between your breasts, "What's wrong?" She asked, giving you a small smile. You just shook your head, watching her, seeing how every part of her reacted. God, you were hopelessly in love and didn't know what to do.

You wanted to shout at the top of your lungs about how much you love her, wanted to kiss her, love her, take care of her, wanted to be with her. But you are a coward who can't take action and is afraid of losing her in every way. You ran your hand over Jenna's face, gently caressing her with your thumb, watching her close her eyes and practically melt into your embrace.

Jenna turned her face, depositing a kiss in the palm of your hand, still with her eyes closed. She felt the temperature of her body increase with each touch of yours; to feel you so close is a blessing and a curse at the same time. She wanted to have you like this but as her girlfriend, as the love of her life and not as "friends"; she hated that term. She wants to have the freedom to kiss you, love you, but fear and insecurities consume her, and gradually she gets closer to possibly losing you.

You were in your bubble; no one spoke anything, just felt the touches of your bodies and souls. Jenna opened her eyes, seeing your eyes fixed on her, and you realized you’d been caught. So, you sent her a crooked smile with your cheeks reddish. You realized how close your faces were, and with courage taken from your ass, you gradually started to close the distance between you two.

Jenna also started to close the distance; she felt her body tremble in anticipation. She put her hands on your shoulders, grabbing your shirt. "Kiss me… Kiss me please Y/N." Jenna grabbed your face, putting her forehead on yours. She slightly dragged her lips across your face, whispering, "kiss me mi amor."

"F*ck it," you pulled her neck and kissed her. The kiss was hurried, but firm. In it, love and desire stored for so long were transmitted. Sighs were released, hearts accelerated and synchronized, bodies hot like the embers of a bonfire, hands exploring every part of the bodies, every curve, caressing the skin like a brush caresses.

The air became scarce, and both, reluctantly, separated. Jenna had opened her eyes slowly, trying to reason if what just happened was true or just another one of her dreams. She lay on your chest, still panting, and looked at you, waiting for you to open your eyes and snap out of the trance.

You felt like you were in the clouds, more alive. You opened your eyes, seeing the woman of your dreams watching you. "Are you real? Like... did this really just happen, or am I delirious?" You asked her while caressing her hair. Jenna smiled, showing her dimple, and hid her face in your neck.

You both were euphoric, finally! You had fulfilled one of the wishes, but the doubt still lingers. Even though you had just kissed each other with all of you, with your hearts, you can't help but question, "Does she really like me?"

You cleared your throat, bringing Jenna's attention back to you. "Uh... I know we just kissed as if the world were ending, but... uh... what are we now? Like, do you really like me? Because I like— No! I... I love you, Jenna." You confessed, watching Jenna react with disbelief. "I've loved you since the day I met you, with your more reserved way, your somewhat eccentric humor, your sarcasm, your freckles." You said everything with a smile on your face and a special sparkle in your eyes. "You can't imagine all the times I held back from kissing you, telling you how much I love you. All the tears I shed for you, feeling insufficient for you." You let out a shaky sigh; getting all of this off your chest is a relief.

Jenna couldn't explain what she felt at this moment. Relief? Happiness? Sadness? She couldn't believe that you were really saying all this; her heart felt like it was going to explode with so much happiness. But she felt sad hearing your last words, "How dare you feel that way?!? Y/n, I've never felt so happy, safe, and comfortable with anyone like I feel with you. It's like my heart already knew that you would take care of it with your life." She passed her hand over your face, wiping away the tears that you didn't even realize were falling.

"You make me feel so many things at once, but none of them is something bad. You always take care of me, make me feel beautiful, make me feel like I can conquer the world and the universe. You are my star; you are more than enough for me, mi amor. And answering you, I love you too, and I want this to turn into something more. I want you as my partner for the rest of my life." She chuckled lightly; her soul felt light after confessing, after knowing that you also love her.

You hugged each other with big smiles on your faces. Both have a lot to learn, but now, they won't do it alone. You have each other, and this union will be hard to break. Your love is special, like the love of the sun for the moon.

[makncheese12]

Small problem

Wednesday Addams X shifter!reader

Summary: A cat keeps returning to Wednesday at unexpected moments, but why?

Warnings: none I think?

A/N: Part 2

Stats: requested, will link after I finish part two because of how long it is

On a dim and eerie night, Wednesday was sitting on the balcony of her dorm room, Ophelia Hall, deep in thought while playing her cello. The dark and haunting melody she was playing could send shivers down the spine of even the bravest of souls. With the full moon shining brightly in the sky, she was trying to drown out the howling of the werewolves that roamed the school grounds on this full moon night.

As she continued to play, — eyes trained on the page in front of her — she noticed a shadow in the corner of her eye. At first, she thought it was just a trick of the light from one of Enid’s night lights inside the room.

Her eyes travel back onto the page as thing turned it but she once again saw something move in the corner of her eyes and when she turned to look, she saw it was the large black cat, sitting on the railing of her balcony, watching her with its bright green eyes, tail swishing this way and that as it waited.

It gave a soft meow as if trying to get her attention. Wednesday simply nodding its way before training her eyes back to the page and continued to play, feeling the cat's presence beside her, the fur on its back standing up in attention as she hit a particularly haunting note.

As Wednesday played, the cat felt the music wash over her like a wave. You closed your eyes and let yourself be transported to another world, where the notes seemed to sing to your soul. You opened your eyes and saw Wednesday's profile as the other girl continued to play, her back straight and her eyes closed. You were struck by how graceful and elegant Wednesday was when she played, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for her.

As the haunting melody faded into silence, Wednesday opened her eyes and let go of the cello, the silence hanging in the air like a weight. She sat still for a moment, lost in thought, as she stared out into the darkness. Her eyes focused on the dark sky above, the stars twinkling far away, as if they were trying to comfort her.

Wednesday realized that she had been so lost in the music that she hadn't noticed the presence of the black cat leave the balcony. She quickly got up and leaned over the railing, trying to catch a glimpse of the creature before it slipped away. As she did, a faint shadow caught her attention. She squinted her eyes, trying to make out the figure in the dim light. Suddenly, the shadow stopped and looked up at her and she saw those large green eyes meet her own.

For a moment, Wednesday felt as if time had stopped. Everything around her seemed to fade into the background, as if she was in a world of her own, with only the cat and her. The cat's piercing green eyes seemed to search her own, as if looking for something. Wednesday felt a strange connection to the creature, she couldn’t explain it.

After a moment had passed, the cat suddenly turned on its heels and disappeared into the shadows, leaving Wednesday standing on the balcony, feeling a sense of loss. She let out a sigh, lamenting the fact that they it had always ended like this.

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A few days had passed since she last saw the cat, it was unexpected; she was lucky to see the cat once a month. Wednesday continued to write on her typewriter, her fingers tapping away as her eyes focused on the paper. She was in her element, absorbed in the world she had created. The sound of the typewriter keys clicking was the only noise in the room, apart from the occasional hum of Enid’s music from her head phones and the faint sound of birds chirping outside the open window.

Wednesday typed quickly, rarely ever having to remove any pages due to mistakes or bad ideas, she was so emerged in her writing she didn’t see the cat slip through the tight window.

Then, a soft purr began to echo through the room, a sound she could not ignore. Wednesday's head snapped up, her eyes narrowing in annoyance as she searched for the source of the sound. Her eyes land as she spotted the small, black cat perched on the windowsill, its green eyes locked onto her own.

This was definitely a surprise. Not only did the cat come back, it actually came somewhere she never expected. Inside her dorm.

The cat was truly unlike any she had ever seen. Its fur was a deep, jet black, and it had piercing green eyes that seemed to stare into her soul. It was small and slender, with a lithe, sleek body that moved gracefully. Its presence was almost hypnotic, as if it had the power to draw people in and keep them trapped.

Wednesday took another moment to observe the cat before she turned back to her typewriter and began getting lost in her writing again, her hands moving swiftly over the keys of the typewriter as she created a vivid scene on the page. The sound of the keys clicking was the only noise in the room.

Then, suddenly, a small black figure appeared on the table, landing right in front of Wednesday and next to her type writer with a graceful leap. Wednesday's fingers froze on the type writer as she stared down at the cat, its green eyes locked onto her own. The animal meowed once, its head tilts slightly to the side as it looked up at her.

Wednesday let out a sigh, not even bothering to hide her annoyance. "What do you want now?" she muttered, her voice dry and impatient.

The cat remained where it was, its eyes still locked onto Wednesday. It looked like it didn’t understand her words, but it did seem content to just sit there. Or maybe it just knew Wednesday thought it couldn’t understand her.

Wednesday sighed again, feeling as if her writing time had just been interrupted. She was about to shoo the cat away when it suddenly leapt up and landed in her lap.

Wednesday's eyes widened in surprise, and she shifted uncomfortably as the animal made itself comfortable. She had never had much use for animals, and the fact that one was sitting on her lap right now made her feel slightly annoyed and unsure of how to react.

However, she also couldn't deny that there was something special about this cat. It was a lot different than any other cat she had ever met; it seemed to possess a certain intelligence, or perhaps just a level of understanding that went beyond the usual animal.

Enid rolled onto her stomach looking surprised to see Wednesday with a cat on her lap as she pulled her head phones off of her ears. "Oh, I didn't know you had a cat," she said, looking toward at the animal who seemed to purr louder.

Wednesday rolled her eyes, not even bothering to hide her annoyance. "I don't," she said, her tone dry. She continued to type on her typewriter, her fingers moving quickly as she tried to salvage what was left of her writing hour.

Enid had never seen Wednesday with an animal before and wasn't sure what to make of it. "Didn't you say you hated cats?"

Wednesday scoffed, not taking her eyes off of her type writer as the cat looked up at her, eyes closed with what seemed like a smile on its face. "I never said I hated them, I just prefer to keep my distance."

The cat leaned into Wednesday's stomach, purring loudly as it rubbed against her sweater. Wednesday let out a loud huff as she continued to type.

Enid hesitated, not sure if she should say anything more. She knew that Wednesday was a complex character, with a vast array of emotions and most thoughts tucked away beneath the surface. She also knew that she was incredibly smart, and that she had a tendency to keep things to herself.

As she watched Wednesday pet with the cat, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of curiosity building inside her. What was it about the cat that had drawn Wednesday in? Was there something special about this animal, or was it simply a way for Wednesday to let down her guard and relax?

She snorted as she pulled her head phones back on. As if Wednesday would ever do that.

[xvmgnhao]

First

pairing: jenna ortega x black!fem!reader

summary: Reader is inexperienced with women.

warning: lesbian sex, cunilingus, scissoring, mommy kink.

“So you’ve like never scissored before.” Jenna says cocking her head to the side.

“No I’ve never really gotten around to it you know. I’ve mostly been when men and when I’m with women we usually only go down on each other.” You say popping a piece of candy into your mouth

“Wow I never knew that.” Jenna says leaning back in her bed.

“Yeah. How about you? Have you done it before?” You say shifting in your spot slightly.

“Uhh yeah a few times.” She says smiling bashfully.

“Really. Was it like good or..” You say trailing off waiting for her answer

“Yeah, it was really good once you like get the hang of the position and angles.” She says chuckling awkwardly.

“I bet. I gotta try it some day. When I find the right girl I guess.” You saying shrugging and shoving more candy into your mouth.

“We could uhh…you know.” Jenna says looking at me through her eyelashes.

“I know what?” You say confused.

“You’re so dumb.” Jenna say rolling her eyes.

“No Im not but what could we do?” You say furrowing your eyebrows slightly.

“We could fuck. I could show you how scissoring feels.” She say exasperated.

“Oh.” You say stunned.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want. It’s cool. I was just offering my help.” Jenna says coolly.

“I want to. Yeah I’d like that.” You say looking down at your lap shyly.

You feel Jenna shuffle around in the bed. You look up to see her moving closer to you. She moved closer so your knees are touching.

“Is this okay?” She asks resting her hand on your cheek.

“Yes. Definitely okay Jen.” You say leaning into her touch

Her other hand lands on your plump thigh rubbing softly.

“Are we gonna just get into it or like foreplay or whatever..” You ramble being cut off by Jenna.

“Shh don’t worry just let me take control.” She says leaning in quickly and capturing your lips in a heated kiss.

You moan into the kiss loudly. Your hands shooting out to grab onto Jenna’s shoulders. You continue to kiss Jenna getting needier by the minute. She pulls back. Both of you gasping for air.

“Fuck I’ve always wanted to do that.” Jenna says panting lightly

“Me too.” You practically whine out wanting more from her.

“You’re so needy. You want me to take care of you. Hmm?” Jenna says grabbing a hold of your plush waist.

“Yes please mommy more.” You say leaning into her body more.

“Mommy?” Jenna questions causing you to freeze. “I like it.”

“Please touch me Jenna.” You say trying to grab ahold of her.

“Mommy not Jenna. Take off your clothes babe.” Jenna says gently pushing you off of her

“Yes mommy.” You say scrambling off of her bed.

She watches amused as you pull off your sleep shorts off quickly and peel off the tight tank top that clung to your heavy breasts. You climb back onto the bed noticing how Jenna already shed the big shirt she was wearing. Leaving both of you in your underwear.

Jenna adjusts herself so she sitting where her head is against the headboard. She pats her lap beckoning you to sit on her lap. You shuffle over to her placing yourself over her lap not fully sitting down.

“Sit on me Y/N” She says as her hand snakes around to grab at your plump bottom.

“Im heavy Mommy. And you’re small.” You say looking down at her.

“I dont care sit.” She pulling me down roughly on her lap.

She kisses gently down your neck. Her hands groping your breast roughly. You feel her suck a mark on to your brown skin. It causes a light purple bruise to form.

"You're so beautiful.' She say shifting you in her lap slightly.

"You are too." You whimper out feeling her hand trail down to your core.

"Lay down for me sweetheart." Jenna says pulling back from you.

You roll off of her and lay flat on your back. Jenna laying next to you caresses your body softly. She makes her way between your legs. She pulls your underwear off. Grasping the fabric in her hand and putting it to her nose. Smelling the essence of your wet cunt.

"Fuck you smell so good." She groans out.

She puts both of your legs over her shoulders. She spreads your pussy drinking in the view of your swollen clit and leaking hole. She's so close you can feel her warm breath fanning over you.

She takes your clit into her mouth sucking it gently. You can feel her teeth grazing over it ever so slightly causing you to buck your hips involuntarily. She continues her assault on your cunt. Cries of her name and title spill from your lips.

You feel her fingers creep closer and closer to your cunt until they're prodding at your reluctant entrance. She presses a finger into your cunt. It practically sucks her finger in.

"Mommy, please. I'm so close." You cry out loudly sitting up slightly to give you more leverage.

You can't control your hips as they continuously hump her tongue. Everything is spinning around you as you near your orgasm. Feeling your hole clamp down around her finger tightly Jenna shoves a second finger in you curling them roughly. Sending you straight over the edge. Releasing all of your juices into her mouth. You ride out your high as Jenna continues pumping her fingers into your cunt and licking and sucking your clit firmly. She keeps going overstimulating you a bit.

"No more s'to much Mommy." You whine out curling in on yourself.

Jenna finally parts from your throbbing sex. Looking up at you with glazed-over eyes and your juices dripping down her chin onto her breasts.

She crawls on top of you pushing you roughly down onto her head. She kisses you forcefully shoving her tongue into your mouth prompting you to suck it. She pulls back abruptly.

"You're so fucking hot." She says breathlessly fumbling with her own underwear.

Slipping them off quickly she rubs her clit and slides her finger inside herself before pulling it out and shoving her finger in your mouth. You suck at her finger hungrily basking in the taste of her cunt. She pulls her finger of your mouth trailing it down to one of your nipples. Pinching it hard causing you to mewl.

"You taste so good Mommy. I wanna taste you so bad." You say arching your back as she continues playing with your sensitive nipples.

"Not this time baby. I wanna feel your cunt on mine." She says mesmerized by the way your tits spill out her small hands.

She gets up onto her feet in a squatting position. She spreads your legs wide presenting your plump pussy to her.

"Your pussy is so fucking pretty." She say watching as your cunt clamps down around nothing at the praise.

" You wanna be filled princess. I know. I promise next time Mommy will do all of those things. But for now, I want to feel our clits touch." Jenna says running her finger lightly over your dark clit.

You whine at her lewd choice of words. In one swift motion, Jenna's cunt is a mere inch from yours. You can feel her arsenal dripping down onto your cunt. Making you buck your hips desperate to feel her.

She slowly lowers herself onto your pussy. At an angle where your clits are pressed perfectly together. You both let out loud pleasure sounds of your own. Jenna arches her back pressing her wet pussy more into yours. You down to see your chubby cunt practically covering her slit completely. You rock your hips slightly wanting more friction.

Jenna grips your thighs tightly pushing them open more. She grabs a hold of your breasts keeping herself balanced. She rocks her hips into yours causing her clit to rub against yours.

"Mommy." You cry out loudly at the way your cunts press together deliciously.

"Shh shh baby gonna make you feel so good." Jenna practically moans out.

She rocks her hips at a steady pace causing you both to moan loudly. There's a loud squelching sound as you both hump each other.

Your hands aim to grip her hips and press her cunt closer to yours. You both desperately rub your slippery pussies together crying out in a harmonious way.

"Im gonna cum Mommy. Please let me cum." You say loudly lost in the way she feels on top of you.

"Hold it just for a little, pretty. I'm almost there." She says panting wildly.

You whine loudly as you feel one of her hands slither around your neck squeezing it firmly. Her hand makes your brain hazy. You cum harder than you ever had in your life before. Tears fall down your cheeks. Jenna continues riding your cunt wildly. Watching as your orgasm takes you away for a moment sending her over the edge at your blissed out and dazed-looking face. Small cries of Mommy and her name continue in the quiet room as Jenna collapses onto you breathing heavily.

She rolls off you. Pulling you into her chest. Holding your plump body against her slender one.

"That was fucking great." She breathes out brushing her hand gently over your hair.

"Yeah. Best sex ever." You say smiling to yourself.

"Come let's get cleaned up." Jenna says sitting up.

[ang3lik]

hi ml! can you please do blue banister nsfw with k, r, and d for tara carpenter x fem reader

𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭

pairing: tara carpenter × implied!fem!reader. nsfw content under the cut.

𝐃 = 𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

tara has always wanted to buy/use a strap during sex. whether she gets to use it on you or you on her, the idea just intrigues her and really gets her going. she would also like to try mutual masturbation or watching porn together and seeing who caves first.

𝐊 = 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 (one or more of their kinks)

she kind of likes when you’re bossy with her, the more dominant side of you showing. when you tell her to do something, and that little bit of praise that comes after, or maybe she doesn’t do it just like you asked and decides to act bratty before you take her into your own hands.

𝐑 = 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐤 (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

she’s pretty much down to anything you suggest and will almost always try it once before deciding she doesn’t like it. she’s not really risky in the way of getting caught or doing things in public, she prefers to keep it intimate and private for you both.

[alexfromjersey]

𝓓𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓼 & 𝓕𝓪𝓷 𝓓𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼

jenna ortega x g!poc

summary: jah submits a demo. jenna gets questioned by hudson. fans start to piece things together

warnings: mature language

a/n: I want to quit my job 🙂. I wish we got paid to write fanfiction. I walked 14,987 steps in one single shift

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@modernbussywhip: AIGHT I NEED EVERYONE TO SHUT THE FUCK UP AND PAY ATTENTION TO ME

@ghostridingwhip: aggressive for wat tho?

@modernbussywhip: SSSHHHHHH I HAVE NEW INFO BOUT JAH'S MYSTERY GIRL! I have two potential candidates and please note that one of them is a little bit of a surprise

@highondatgreen: i thought it was clear that I'm Jah's girl

@ghostridingwhip: @highondatgreen whatever u smoke...slide some over here

@ghostridingwhip: @modernbussywhip who are the candidates 👀

@modernbussywhip: ALRIGHT CLASS IS IN SESSION. Now like I said i have two candidates but it could be more cuz we all know Jah is a hoe...a respectable one tho but i digress.

@modernbussywhip: CANDIDATE NUMERO UNO: Stacey Vernon, a popular social media influencer on TikTok. She has a twin sister Diana and with Davis, they all attended school together (as she has mentioned in a TikTok video). They were together at Stacey's birthday party not too long ago and even though Jah shut the rumors down of them being together...we never know when it comes to Shiesty.

@fnthechat: geeeeezzzzz if this Jah's girl....

@behindthespecialk: I love jah but there's no way jah bagged her

@shiestylover: @behindthespecialk: whoa whoa not u doubting my girl's ability to bag bad bitches. you must not seen her roster 😏

@behindthespecialk: HOW?!?! @sheistylover

@shiestylover: she just built like that 😏

@modernbussywhip: LMAOOO while we can admire the untouchable rizz Jah has later....we should move on to candidate numero dos because this one...is a little out there but plausible.

@modernbussywhip: CANDIDATE NUMERO DOS: we all know her, we all love her and it's Miss Jenna Ortega. Now now now before everyone start think pieces just look at my evidence ok come come....evidence number one back when the Scream 6 premiere happened Jah accompanied Davis to it. I'm 95% sure that's where they first met because Jah didn't go to Canada while Davis was filming Scream 6. 1/4

@modernbussywhip: we all saw jenna appear in Jah's vlog...the eye contact, the sexual tension, everything was there between them. But fast forward a couple of hours later, a fan posted a pic with jenna who was at a restaurant and in the pic u can see a tattooed arm and it's the same tattoos Jah has! 2/4

@modernbussywhip: CONTINUE TO WALK WITH ME! Fast forward more, they follow each other on Instagram and as a jenna fan also...that girl avoids that app like the bubonic plague EXCEPT for when Jah posts...every single post of jah has a jenna like...i don't think jenna even likes her mother's posts so for her to only be on Instagram liking Jah's posts....my spidey senses are tingling 3/4

@modernbussywhip: ALMOST DONE! now we always mess with jah on her Reddit so lately it's been nothing but pics and edits of jenna on it...NOT ONCE has she told anyone to stop sending pics and edits of jenna. AND every time she looks at one...her eyes lights up and she starts to smile and blush! Plus after the Met Gala, Jenna stayed in New York...why did she stay in New York?? Jenna's from Cali across the fucking country and she was seen around the Bronx area....YALL NOT FOOLING ME! 4/4

@fnthechat: if jah managed to bag the baddiest scream queen in existence...imma need her to write a book about how to generate THAT much rizz

@ghostridingwhip: fr...that's like level 100 rizz...past Duke Dennis level of rizz

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"Man this is the fucking FIFTH studio I called today and none of them got availability tonight" You groaned out of frustration.

"Why you wait until the last minute to call these studios?" Delyse questioned.

"Well I just signed up for the contest. It was a spur of the moment thing I didn’t really think it through." You said.

Delyse hummed in response and turned her attention back to the food on the stove.

"We can see if Kenny still got his home studio. I think he still live on 33rd" Davis said.

"Bet let's go. We'll be back Ma" You said to your mother and left with Davis.

"You got a song you gonna record?" Davis asked.

"Yeah I wrote it a long time ago. I made the beat and everything" You smiled.

Soon the two of you made it to Kenny's house. You walk into the building and climb up the three flights of stairs, remembering that his elevator never worked. You got to his door and knocked on it.

You waited patiently and slightly out of breath. You knocked again, "Yo Kenny it's me Jah."

Suddenly, the door was ripped opened and a furious looking woman stood there with a crying baby on her hip.

"Uh is Kenny here?" You asked.

The woman laughed sadistically, "Of course you're looking for Kenny. Kenny left four months ago with a skank from Brooklyn."

You and Davis looked at each other stuck on what to say.

"Um...you don't happen to still have his studio equipment?" You asked carefully.

"Nope. I burned it. I burned everything of his" The woman replied.

"Okay thanks" You both gave her a small smile and walked away from Kenny's former apartment. The two of you left the building with you feeling utterly defeated.

"What the fuck am I gonna do? I have to submit this demo by 11:59 tonight" You sighed.

"Don't stress bruh we gon' figure something out. Trust" Davis reassured you. You nodded and took a deep breath in to calm your body down.

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London, England

1:23 am

Jenna had just got to her temporary home after a long day of filming. She was exhausted and was glad she had the day off so she can rest properly. She pulled her shoes off and placed her purse on the table.

Just as she was about to sit on the couch, a knock is at her door.

She internally screams before she walks to the door and opens it to reveal Hudson.

Jenna sighed, "What do you want Hudson?"

"I...just wanted to check in on you. I know you've been working hard which could be harmful to the baby" Hudson said nervously.

"Now you care about me and my baby" Jenna said and raised her eyebrow in suspicious at the boy.

"I always cared about you Jenna. If I didn't I wouldn't be here right now" Hudson replied.

"If you cared about me you wouldn't have told my family about me being pregnant. That wasn't something someone who cared about me would do" Jenna said and crossed her arms over her chest.

"You're right. I shouldn't have done that, it wasn't my place to do that and I sincerely apologize" Hudson said.

Jenna hummed in response, not really believing his words.

Hudson sighed and scratched the back of his neck, "I truly am sorry and I regret doing it. I just...I just wanted to check on you after everything that happened with Neil on the plane."

At the mention of the male, Jenna tensed. She was doing good with pushing him out of her thoughts. Instead, choosing to focus on her filming. She couldn't and won't let him control her...not anymore. She deserved to be happy.

"I'm fine. I'll handle it" Jenna lied.

Hudson opened his mouth to say something but decided against it after seeing the look on her face.

"Okay...I'll uh...see you tomorrow" Hudson said and walked away from her door. Jenna shut the door after he left and sat on her couch. She was stressed and that wasn't good for her or the baby...she needed to relieve some stress.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

i need help

NYC 🩵:

with 👀

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

im stressed

NYC 🩵:

well taking deep breaths and meditating i heard is a good source of stress relief

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

NYC 🩵:

was that not the right thing to do?

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

nope

NYC 🩵:

ah shit

WAIT

😏😏😏😏😏😏

i know what u want

🤤🤤🤤 vegan food looks bomb don't ya agree

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

I hate you with everything in me 😂

NYC 🩵:

💀💀💀 wym? wat i do? is that not right also?!?

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you know that's not what i want

NYC 🩵:

what u want then

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you know

NYC 🩵:

i dont know ms ortega

not a mind reader

use your words

A chill went through Jenna's body as she read the message, imagining you actually saying those words to her...under different circumstances.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

don't say that

it makes it harder when you say things like that

NYC 🩵:

😂😂😂😂

ain't it like almost 2 am or something over there

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

no...

NYC 🩵:

nice try

go to sleep

goodnight my honey bunches of oats 😘🥰

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you're annoying 😒

Jenna groaned and placed her phone down next to her. She needed to eat, shower, and sleep. But before she could even attempt to start, her phone dinged again. She grabbed it and opened the message from you, she took a sharp inhale of air.

NYC 🩵:

word?

*attachment: 1 image*

It was picture of you in the mirror with your head titled to the side and tongue stretched out your mouth. Your tongue was naturally long, almost reaching to your chin. But what also caught her eyes was your hand placement which was grabbing your genitalia through your gray sweatpants. That's all Jenna needed.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

i take back what i said

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You laughed at Jenna's message and fixed yourself before walking out the bathroom. You and Davis got back to your Mother's house defeated from the lack of progress in finding a studio.

You don't know how you were going to finished this demo and submit it in 4 hours.

A knock at the door grabbed your attention, you watched as your mother walks to the door and cracks it open.

"Hey Leon" Delyse smiled brightly at the sight of the man.

"Hey Del, how you doing?" Leon gave her a smile back.

"I'm good just cooking for these clingy kids" Delyse answered and opened the door wider for Leon to see you and Davis.

"Hey Mr. Greenhill" You and Davis simultaneously greeted the older man. Leon chuckled and waved at them.

"Oh I knew I smelled something delicious. Man I missed smelling your cooking reminds me of the old days" Leon flattered.

Delyse let out a little giggle, "Yeah the old days."

The two adults stood in the doorway looking at each other basking in the comfortable silence. Meanwhile, you and Davis looked at each other before looking back at the older adults.

"I...uh just wanted to stop by and say hello. I don't wanna intrude anymore than I already have" Leon smiled at Delyse.

"No, no, no intruding...do you want a plate?" Delyse boldly asked.

It took a moment for Leon to come up with a response but eventually he did, "Uh yeah sure."

The older gentleman walked into the house and Delyse closed the door behind him. Leon pulled off his cap and held it in his hands. He sat next to you at the end of the table.

"How you guys doing?" Leon politely said to you and Davis.

"Eh" You shrugged.

"Eh? Why eh?" Leon questioned.

"Jah signed up for this music competition. Winner gets a five million dollar record deal with Passion Records. The contestants must submit a demo by 11:59 p.m tonight but we haven't found a studio all week" Davis explained.

"And I tried recording it on my phone but the audio is all grainy and hard to hear" You sighed.

"Hmm...can you sing the song you are going to submit?" Leon questioned.

You and Davis glanced at each other again but Davis just shrugged. You scrolled to the notes app and pulled the beat of the song you are going to use.

"Rollin' through with stacks, it's easy, money rainin' down, just like a storm, I got the riches-" You get interrupted by Leon pausing the beat on your phone.

"No" Leon said.

"No? What you mean no? It's a good song" You scoffed.

"Yeah for the early 2015 era when singing about money like that could get you hits. It's 2023 now, people want to hear something different something unique. If I was a judge and I heard that...I would think you're just hopping on the trendy music hoping for yours to be the hit. But you don't realize that everyone is thinking the same thing as you. The only way for you to be looked at twice is if you stand out. Let the lyrics come from within you, come from your heart" Leon explained to you.

Delyse then comes from the kitchen with a plastic bag with aluminum foiled wrapped plates inside.

"Here you go" Delyse smiled and handed Leon the bag.

"Thank you. I really appreciate this Delyse" Leon smiled at her grateful. He stood up from the table and grabbed his cap.

"Once you find those lyrics, come and find me on Southern BLVD but hurry though you got four hours left" Leon said and left the house.

Meanwhile, you sat stuck at the dining room table. Replaying the words Leon said, basically calling your song shit. It stung but deep down you knew he was right. The song didn't feel like you, it felt like a 14 year old wrote it and it wasn't your style.

You glanced at the clock on the wall as you grabbed a pen and paper. 7:48 p.m. Your eyes then glanced down to your phone and an unopened message from Jenna.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you have to be the greatest partner alive 😏

"Have to be..." You muttered to yourself. Instantly, your hand starts to move by itself as you write down the lyrics to your new song.

Let the lyrics come from your heart.

🤰🏻🩵

Two hours later, you finally finished and made your way to Southern BLVD with Davis tagging along.

"Why Southern BLVD though? What's here besides crackheads and prostitutes?" Davis commented.

The two of you continued walking down the block until you start to hear the sound of music. The closer you got to the corner, the louder and clearer the music became. It was street drummers and Leon was in the middle of them playing the electric guitar. You and Davis watched in amazement as he kept up with the drummers until they finished their last cord together.

The small amount of people that were gathered applauded them and a couple gave a few dollars before walking away.

"Yo I ain't know you could play the guitar Mr. Greenhill" Davis said.

Leon chuckled, "I'm a man with many talents son." The older male turned to you.

"I'm assuming you got something better with you this time" Leon teased.

You laughed, "Yeah I do. Wrote it from the heart like you said."

"Alright, well you better warm up that voice. You got a song to perform" Leon smiled and patted your back.

"Wait what? Right now? In public?" You questioned.

"Uh yeah. You need to submit that demo in two hours. I checked to see if you submit a live version of your demo and it said you could so get a move on" Leon said and stepped to the side.

"I don't got a beat though I just have the lyrics" You said. You were really trying your hardest not to perform in front of people severely underprepared.

"Don't worry about that" Leon said and placed the guitar over his shoulder.

Leon then played a cord on the guitar, soon the bucket drummer started feeling the vibe and matched the cord Leon was playing. Then you heard someone sweeping from behind you, it surprisingly also matched with everyone. You start to nod your head, feeling the rhythm and you grabbed the beat up microphone from the ground.

Davis pulled out his phone to start recording you.

"Can't wait for you to get home, we ain't got to go nowhere. Airplane on my phone, it can wait til the morning. I can't fathom why you choose me out billions but I'll take it" You sung. You felt your eyes close as you got lost into the music.

Soon, you finished off the song to a large crowd cheering and clapping at your performance.

"I told you let the lyrics come from your heart. You made magic tonight Jah, take pride of your work" Leon educated you.

You nodded at him and walked over to Davis who was fiddling with his phone.

"And submitted" Davis smiled at you as he submitted the demo on the competition website.

"Hard part is over for now. Now we wait" You exhaled deeply.

a/n: if you put a buck in my cup I will shut the fuck up… but you ain’t gotta be a baller to give me a motherfucking dollar…

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[tonyspank]

JENNA ORTEGA & CHARACTES MASTERLISTS

jenna ortega

tara carpenter

vada cavell

wednesday addams

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[infernalodie]

𝐖𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 || 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐎𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐚

“𝘓𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯, 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘴, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘺𝘺 𝘓𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤“

Inspo: Bryson Tiller - We Both Know Ryan Beatty - Multiple Endings

Pairing: Jenna Ortega x Black!Fem!reader

Summary: You two were stuck with one another...

Warnings: Smut, strap-on, soft as hell but still angsty.

Words: 1616

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

So much space.

So much time.

She wasn’t yours and you weren’t hers, but you were trying to make it something. Trying to build something on the monthly hookups the two of you shared. Or the meet-ups that were away from the public eye.

Even when she yelled at you over the phone, pushing you further away, you still wrote to her. Because although it may have been your ego still intact from the pretties girl on the planet braiding you for using her, she was stuck with you, much as you were with her. The nights spent together were some of the best you saw yourself having since you put everything into making her feel at home. You gave her a separate bed to sleep if she wasn’t there for sex. You made the best meals you could so she didn’t leave with an empty stomach. And you gave your ear for her to rant about work and whatever left her stressed out.

You allowed her to lean on you for space from agents, fans, and paparazzi. And even though she never explicitly said how she felt, the sex spoke enough. How her lips pressed to yours. How her hips rolled back on her favourite strap. How soft her voice was with you after the matter. It felt like she spelt how she felt about you with her tongue every heated kiss. Painting a picture that was the ideal ending to this chase.

So many meaningless fights of her tearing you piece by piece, trying to force an argument that had little to no importance than what was right in front of her. You knew you weren’t the ideal girl. You knew she wanted something with a strong foundation. And you wanted to be that collum she could cling to during hard times.

But it felt like there were multiple outcomes to this issue.

Too many factors in an equation that you don’t have the skill to solve.

Yet, with the rain pelting against your apartment windows, and thunder echoing out in the night sky, you could push it to the back of your mind. Fixating on the girl bent over in front of you. Body bare to display the beautiful curves of her figure and bruises of your lips sucking at her flesh.

Jenna’s makeup was smeared into the silk sheets. Drool spilled from her swollen lips and soaked the fabric. She was absent from any thoughts that could be logical. Only focused on the way your hands kneaded at her ass. You were grabbing at the fat and forcing her back on the strap, ripping a moan from the trembling girl. Her knees shaking at the initial intrusion.

It must’ve been the 3rd time she’d cummed. At this point, her mind became jumbled with too many things that could allow her to be coherent with anything. All that was coherent was your whispered praises and a strap that had a white creamy ring around the base. Something she would be embarrassed to see. She knew it would boost your ego because she knew you were the only one able to make her like this. You were the only one to have her broken as she was.

Tiredly, you leaned over her with your hands caging her head. But it pulled a whine from the girl's lips when the harness was pressed to her skin. Able to feel the radiating heat of your body mending with her own. You kissed softly to her temple, letting your hips thrust languidly. And daringly, hoping to help to guide her hand in crafting the painting, your hands slid over hers, fingers interlocking.

She didn’t make a noise besides the mewls rolling from her lips. Nothing that could tell you there was a clear line in the sand becoming obscured by your crossing. And if there was going to be a fight after this, you would enjoy her moment of vulnerability.

“So beautiful,” you murmured, words spoken into her cheek which you gently kissed. “Taking me so well.”

All that was returned was a moan at a particularly hard pound of your hips. Sharp and abrupt from the softness you were providing. Usually, you would as hard as possible. Give her a sense of relief from everything going on in her busy lifestyle. But tonight, after missing her for a few months, you wanted to take your time. Build her up on a podium of ecstasy before ripping it right out from underneath her.

As gently as you could, you lifted her trembling frame to be flush with yours. Sweat pressing against one another with warm breaths intertwining. Your hands moved in slow and calculated movements. Running over each curve and imperfection Jenna thought was unworthy to be shown to her partners. But you caressed each with a delicacy you could only give. Praising her body to be nothing less than divine creation.

Finding balance with one hand pressed to her stomach, you grounded your hips against her ass. Eyes flickering shut by Jenna’s arms reaching back and sliding through your hair, nails digging into your scalp. You leaned in close, lips pressing to her shoulder and all the way up to her neck.

With your other hand, you slipped down and found solace with your fingers pressing to her clit. Initially, it was sudden tight circles traced into the bud. But with each choked moan that escaped Jenna, the circles were vigorous and desperate. A completely different trajectory from what once as she thought you were wanting to go.

Jenna’s breaths were short and choked as she lifted her head with a hazy vision. Your defined tempo set her on the road to her release. And with one of your hands firmly pressing against her stomach and the other toying with her clit, she was reaching the end of the path quickly.

Firm pats were placed against her clit, sending her body into overdrive and snapping the knot that had been there since her last climax. Leaving her crying in your arms, body attempting to bend and writhe against your sheets. But you held her close, pressing soft and delicate kisses to her vibrating body. “There you go, sweetheart. Just let go. Good girl~” You praised, hips languidly thrusting to help her down from the high until she was panting in your hold.

When you let her go, she safely slipped off your pieces. Mewling in sensitivity before rolling onto her side, sweeping strands from her sweaty forehead. Leaving you to undo the harness and let it drop by your feet. Sitting on the edge of the bed right by her feet. A hand resting on her thigh and rubbing the limb gently, smiling faintly at its faint twitches.

These moments after all the sex or even when the two of you just sat in the room in silence, it was the most normal you got from Jenna. It’s where you allowed yourself to fantasize. But you knew that in a minute or two, she would already be telling you she was leaving and would give you a call the next time she came into the city. Leaving you to nod quietly and show her out before you were left alone for another long duration of months.

The cycle would continue for however long either of you saw it being ideal for your lives.

Jenna cleared her throat, exhaling heavily as she walked to her panties you had tossed dismissively 2 hours ago and slipped them on. “I’ll be back in 3 months. I have some reshoots for a movie, so I won’t be able to text or call much,” she explained. “If you need anything, just let me know.”

“Why don’t you stay for a bit longer?” You inquired, gaining the girl’s attention. “You could stay over or something.”

The proposition made Jenna smile. Not one of interest, but amusement. “This is “no strings attached” remember?” Jenna reminded, shakily slipping her jeans on with trembling legs. “I’m trying to make it so coming here doesn’t bring any media wondering what I do with my free time.”

“So, this can’t ever be anything?” You murmured, somewhat hoping that your voice was blocked out by the rain hitting your bedroom window. But from how Jenna tensed at the question, you knew your wish had been denied.

She swallowed the lump in her throat, continuing to dress herself. “As much as I would love to go over the specifics of our agreement, I don’t have time. I got work tomorrow.”

Biting your bottom lip, you nodded to yourself.

You must’ve been mistaken by your own clouded thoughts. Maybe it was all in your head. Although that was likely the truth, you hated the idea of it. After placing all your chips on red, you’d taken the risk of bringing her into your space and life. And you thought she would’ve understood that and maybe garnered some feelings.

Seeing her out, she didn’t bid you farewell or give you a glance in acknowledgment. Simply the cold shoulder. Enough for you to know that the mood had been disfigured by your wants and needs. And when you shut that front door, you turned to the living room with windows spanning across the room, you felt that familiar tingle at the tip of your nose.

No matter how far you tried to go, forgetting her. Or how much work she drowned herself in, the two of you would end up back here—pronouncing love in the twist of bodies and weightless moans until either of you worked up some courage to speak the truth.

You just hoped it would come sooner than later.

[fandomnerd9602]

May I request a Wednesday Addams x Male Black Adam reader

Y/N floats down to Wednesday...

Y/N: I bow before no one

Wednesday: untrue. now bow before me

Y/N: yes my love

Wednesday jumps into Y/N's arms, hugging them tightly...

[jayjayghost3]

Make Your Move

Jenna Ortega x black!fem!reader

Plot: Y/N is a black lesbian singer. She has been a singer as long as Jenna has been acting. (So y'all the same age) People also knew that the singer has anger issues. Jenna and Y/N had a crush on each other but didn't know they did. Until that interview

Y/N P.O.V

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP....

"Shut the fuck up" I groaned as I turned off my phone. I was about to go back to sleep until I remembered I had a damn interview on SNL. " fuck me" I said while I fell off my bed. I heded to the bathroom to shower *30 minutes later* when I finished showering I put my hair into a bun because I'm lazy as fuck and don't feel like doing it and its too damn curly. Then I just chose an outfit.

as I headed to my car I just thought* I just wanna sleep*

*a skip BC I'm a lazy bitch💅*

I took a deep breath * control yourself* before walking on stage. The croud cheered as I walked on stage. I kinda waved a bit before going to sit down. (I forgot the host name so) "hello y/n how are you doing tonight" the host smiled " I'm doing alright" I replied with a straight face. "Before we start, we heard you had a crush on our famous actress Jenna Ortega. Is that true?" In was silent before answering" yes indeed for a while now. Why you asked?" I said confused. "Well we have a special guest! Introducing Jenna Ortega!" I was confused at first before seeing ACTUAL Jenna Ortaga sit NEXT TO ME! She looked so beautiful as always.

When Jenna sat next to me I gave her a small wave and she smiled. As she was answering questions my thoughts are just saying*bitch! She is next to you! Make your fucking move bitch!* and so I did. When it was my turn, while I was answering the questions my hand inched closer to hers I just grabbed her hand and held it. I had to distract myself by talking.

Jenna P.O.V

While y/n was answering her questions, I couldn't help but just admire her side profile. Her caramel skills and her curly hair was just beautiful. I was snaspped out of my thoughts when y/n started holding my hand. My face started to heat up but I was able to hide it. After a while it was my turn and I was studdering a lot, but y/n started to rub my knuckles with her thumb and that calmed me down a bit.

*after the interview

Y/n P.O.V

I was about to leave when Jenna asked to talk to me backstage. Once we got back there she asked " w-why did you hold my hand?" I was quiet before I said "I just felt bold at the moment" after a moment of silence she was going to say something before Her phone dinged. " oh sorry I gotta go" she looked a bit embarrassed. "That's alright I understand" before she left she pulled a bold move and kissed my cheak and left. I pretty sure she left a lipstick mark.

*after getting home*

When i got home I showered and changed before laying down and eating while watching something on t.v.

*Ding!*

I got a text and it read * text from @ jennaortega on Instagram* I went to Instagram and she sent me a photo. I when I went to the photo my face was red.and under had a text.

*do you like it?*

*yeah its cute💜*

*thx!😊can I have a pic of you?*

*yea just gice me a sec*

*ok*

*I like it💜*

*thx it ain't much. Anyways goodnight💞*

*goodnight💞

Jenna P.O.V

As I was about to go to sleep i realized on the picture I left a kissmark on her cheak and I smiled

I HAD TO REDO THIS THREE TIMES😭🙏🙏 PLS LIKE AND THIS TOOK 3 hours

[ajortga]

sweet

pairing: jenna ortega x fem reader

summary: after filming, jenna decides to relax for some coffee, not expecting to meet you and fall in love with girl that makes her knees weak.

word count: 1.9k+

part 2

Jenna can remember meeting you like it was yesterday.

At a coffee shop, not too far from the scream set in New York City.

She roamed around, it was evening, the sun was going to set soon, Jenna could tell the way the sky slightly became yellow, getting the slightest pink.

Jenna liked sunsets.

She had just finished filming for a scene, her headphones were on and she needed some fresh air. 

Her noise cancellation was on, walking the streets as she felt her stomach rumble quietly, she was hungry.

She looked around for a place to snack as she looked around, a famous pizzeria was definitely not what she needed.

She turned a corner and she saw a place that was made out of caramel bricks, plants neatly outside with vines hanging from head to toe, she could see the warm welcoming presence on the inside, lanterns hung from the ceiling.

She didn’t really like coffee.

It was so bitter the first time she tried it, of course she didn't know (till recently) that she ordered black coffee with no sugar or creme and almost choked it out.

So she stopped, if anything it added less sleep along with her insomnia.

But she went anyway, the vibe felt comforting. Plus there had to be more than just bitter coffee.

She pushed the door open, a small ding being heard.

Then she could smell the soft scent of coffee and fresh pastries lingering, she felt her hands cold, but her gaze shifts up, and she can feel her whole body warm, like a cozy fire, suddenly, she felt nothing but a daze of love shock.

Her eyes meet your figure, your hair was in a messy bun, a ruffled beige apron tucked around your body over a blouse, pouring creamer in a latte cup, a flower design being made as you traced the coffee with soft hands.

Your focused eyes shift from the cup to her, she can see a small glow in your warmth, they soften as you smile, waving. Softly, but loud enough to hear over her headphones, you saying, “Welcome!” 

She can feel her lips twitch into a smile, tucking her scarf beneath the nape of her neck, it was already warm enough here.

She looked up at the menu, so much to choose from.. And so many flavors.

She bit her lip, in thought as she was stuck, there was a lot.

But so much coffee, she may have not liked coffee the best, but coffee with this many flavors could change her mind.

She was there for a long moment, until you spoke up, you were in front of her, thinking she was going to order, she was standing in front of the cashier after all.

“Trouble choosing what you want?” You ask, tilting your head.

That took her out of her trance, taking her headphones off and wrapping them around her neck. She finally realized where she was standing, in front of the damn register.

“Oh I’m so sorry, I can be kind of clueless when I have headphones on, uh, um. Oh yes, I’m not so sure what to get, I’ve never been here.”

You give her a smile, and she can swear she feels her legs wobble, she could drown in those eyes. So pretty..

“Don’t apologize, please. Don’t worry, it’s okay not knowing what you want, to be honest I think you would like a drink. I think you would like our french vanilla or pumpkin spice latte.. With a sprinkle of cinnamon. How does that sound? This is just my recommendation, I could be wrong, but I think I can read what people should get pretty well! They end up liking it. Don’t count on me though,” You breathe with a little laugh. You sound adorable when you laugh. Your lips are perfect. Kissable.

She feels something she hasn’t felt in so long, butterflies. 

You were so sweet, something about you made her not want to tell you she didn't like caffeine or the taste. 

You just called her love, if anything the color of love was on her cheeks.

“I.. Um.. Yes, I’ll take that. Can you mix those?…”She was going to say your name but didn’t know it, looking down at your name tag, Y/N/L/N. “Uh.. Oh Y/N."

“Of course I can! One french vanilla spice coming up! Anything else you would like? Our pastries just came out of the oven if you’re in the mood for that.”

You were pretty. Unlike any other stranger she'd see on the street before.

Jenna looked at the display, her hand pointing to where her eyes landed, “I’ll take one of your strawberry croissants, I never tried that.”

“You never had these? These are perfectly sweet and soft! They’re my favorite. That’ll be $8.13 please.”

She grabbed her card and swiped it, and you smiled, “Thank you Jenna, give me 5 minutes or so.” You looked at the name of her card.

You look at the names of her customers from their card, how cute. You definitely wanted her. (Or so her delusional brain thought.)

After a few minutes of sitting down and lost in her thoughts from the music, (possibly staring at you preparing her drink the whole time,) she hears you call her name in the distance.

Something about your voice had the slightest softness, she never loved someone calling her her name more than now. Y/N/L/N. Your name is pretty. It'll be even prettier when your last name is hers when you're married-

She walked up to you and you handed her a light brown tray, with her latte in a cup, the design with a pumpkin with a small heart on it, and her powdered strawberry croissant. 

“Thank you.” She whispers, taking it gently and going back.

She sits down in the corner of the room, a booth with a pumpkin decoration and vinyls hung, she could see the steam fogging in front of her and just realizes how cold it really is.

She smells cinnamon, a small whiff of it.

She likes the smell of cinnamon. It reminds her of her childhood home on Christmas when snickerdoodles were being made.

She smells vanilla too.

She likes vanilla. She likes vanilla more than chocolate.

Her hands lifts the mug to her lips and drinks.

Immediately she feels the warmth seep through her like a gentle river, she hums at the taste.

The vanilla battles the strong bitterness of the coffee, leaving the smallest trail behind.

The pumpkin spice, she can taste it in the cream, it reminds her of fall.

It tastes comforting. It tastes like the feel of a steamy creamy soup that you have when it’s pouring rain outside. 

It makes her feel soothed. Cozy. Like she’s in her own Gilmore Girls show herself. 

Her lips press to the mug for the second time, sipping it again and it tastes so good. It’s not too sweet nor bitter. It tastes perfect. It warmed her whole body up, even with the freezing temperature.

She places the mug down on the wooden coaster, she’s never had a strawberry croissant before. 

And when she has a taste, she wants to buy the whole shop. Why has she never heard of this before?

There's a sweet fluffy cream in the middle, she can feel powdered sugar coating her lips as she licks them. 

It tasted sweet. It was light and delicious, the custard complimenting the sweetened strawberry. Who knew bread could pair with such. 

“Is it okay for you?””

She turns around and sees you, it seems like the rest of the customers had to go out before the pouring rain began to crash harder.

“It was more than okay, it was so good. I need that recipe,” Jenna jokes, making you laugh.

“The croissant is my grandma’s recipe. I remember she  made it when I first started baking in the kitchen. She thought it was so good that she had to put it on this cafe’s menu. For the latte on the other hand, you just have to know balance and what tastes right.”

Jenna’s slim hands waved a 5 dollar bill in the air, in which you immediately shook your head. 

“Take it,” she giggles.

“No, it’s yours.”

"No."

"Yes."

"If you keep it I'll give you my number."

... That was tempting for you.

“I wasn’t a big fan of caffeine in general. It was always too bitter or too sweet. I think it ruined the experience for me to try anymore. Take this as a word that I’ll be coming often,” she gave you a sweet smile, giving you a piece of paper on top of the money.

You looked at her with, a small grin forming on your face as you looked up, “You win. Thank you. look forward to you being a regular. I'll make your coffee extra lovely and sweet next time," you said with a wink that made Jenna blush.

Jenna’s smile never faltered as she left the coffee shop, seeing your number on her phone as she placed it in her back pocket. But as she tried to slide it in, it seemed a bit cramped as she took out the piece of paper that was blocking it. 

A five dollar bill. The five dollar bill she gave you.

She sighed, shaking her head with a small laugh, you were a smartass sliding the money she gave you back into her pocket without her knowing.

She folded it in her hands, looking back at the coffee shop, wanting to give it back and run so you couldn’t do anything. But as she looked back she could see the fairy lights on the sign dimming, your face behind the glass. You gave her a small playful wink as you flipped the sign to closed, your breath blew on the glass, putting a small heart on the fogginess and walked away.

Something in Jenna made her heart flutter, wanting to go to the coffee shop every day. Every. Single. Day.

But why? When she goes to restaurants she doesn’t seem excited to come again.

She could feel her cheeks heating up as she realized it was because of you. She wanted to come because of you and see your face, to see you giving her that smile or calling her name, to hear your voice as you talked to her, to see your pretty eyes glance down to her lips every once a while once again.

4:25pm

maybe y/n: sweet seeing you today, hope you didn't mind some money back, this is all i need :)

4:28pm

jenna: ooh. getting sweet already? hmmm, you're sneaky! maybe i'll pay you another visit tomorrow. (you reacted with 💗)

maybe y/n: aww, for me?

jenna: i wouldn't count on ittt but maybe it's a 50/50

4:30pm

maybe y/n: i don't think a customer would ask for someones phone number as an agreement?

..

4:35pm

jenna: you got me there

maybe y/n: i know i did jen :p

maybe y/n: don't get ahold of yourself, i still have to know you better ml

jenna: then tomorrow is set.

maybe y/n: tomorrow it issss (jenna reacted with a 😗)

She covered her face and let out a small groan as she came home, her back hitting the mattress as she looked up at the ceiling. She could feel a small grin forming on her face as her eyes sparkled, her nose scrunching.

She liked the girl who lay behind the mug of coffee.

She liked you.

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a/n: wanted to take a small break on requests, i think i should focus on thinking of my ideas instead of doing request one by one from my inboxes, if that makes sense. requests are soon!

i'm not sure if i'll take some because sometimes these requests don't have any of my ideas in mind so it's hard to write something that feels good<3. enjoy this cute long ish drabble that i made a few months back but never finished<3

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Found

pairing: tara carpenter x black!fem!reader x chad meek-martin

summary: You've had a crush on both Chad and Tara for the longest and they finally find out. Not the way you wanted them to though.

warnings: mommy kink, daddy kink, fingering, cunnilingus, threesome.

“Mommy mommy mommy..” You whine out repeatedly like a mantra.

You were riding your pillow. Getting so worked up thinking about grinding your leaking cunt against hers.

You were alone in the apartment today. Getting bored quickly your mind started to wander. Only to end up with heated thoughts of the people you couldn’t get out of your head.

Tara Carpenter and Chad Meeks-Martin.

They were a pair that you couldn't stop thinking about. When they started dating, you lost all hope in getting with either of them but that didn’t stop you from fantasizing about having them both.

You continue your assault on your pillow your mind drifting to Chad groping you and whispering dirty things in your ear. Whimpers of their names could be heard throughout the apartment.

Tara laughs as she unlocks the door to your shared apartment.

"That literally makes no sen-" She was cut off by a loud moan.

"Holy shit is that Y/N?" Chad says amusedly.

"Do you think she's fucking someone? She was telling me about this guy she was super into." Tara says to Chad as a warm blush creeps up her neck.

"I hope not." Chad says making his way to your room slowly.

"Chad stop. We need to respect her privacy." Tara says following behind him hurriedly.

"Her doors open I just wanna see Tara." Chad says looking back at Tara with pleading eyes. "You know you're curious too."

"Just a peek. You're lucky I'm into her too" Tara says rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest.

They both make their way toward your slightly ajar door.

"Tara" You moan out loudly causing them both to freeze. "Chad"

"I'm so close. Please let me cum." You cry out not even noticing them standing at your door.

"Y/N?" You hear a soft voice call out to you.

Out of shock, you flip off of your pillow onto your back, scrambling to cover yourself with the sheets.

You see Tara staring at you wide-eyed with a dark blush creeping up her cheeks. Chad hovering over her with an amused smirk on his lips.

"I-I'm so fucking sorry guys." You stammer out as tears well up in your eyes and fall down your cheeks.

"Y/N." Tara says softly walking towards your bed with her. She sits down next to you and takes you into her arms squeezing you firmly.

Chad trails in seconds later silently sitting down on your bed.

You look up at Tara through blurry eyes.

"I'm sorry. That was extremely inappropriate and irresponsible of me. I understand if you guys want to move out." You ramble out hurriedly.

Tara smiles softly at you. She leans down and takes you into a soft intimate kiss.

You feel a larger hand curl around your waist gently.

You pull back from the kiss abruptly remembering that Chad is here.

"Fuck Chad I shouldn't hav-," You're cut off by Chad wrapping his hand around your neck, bringing you in for a heated kiss.

Whereas Tara's kiss was soft, romantic, and mind-numbing. Chad's kiss is a lot more heated, frenzied, and soul-capturing.

You pull away from your kiss with Chad a lot more flustered than before.

"Oh my god." You mumble trying to catch your breath.

"Y/N I hope you've realized now that we both are super into you." Chad says breathlessly into my ear.

"Yeah and we've wanted you for the longest time," Tara says looking down at you fondly.

"R-Really I was kind of upset that you two got together because I've had a crush on both of you and I thought it would've been weird to approach you two because you guys seem totally into each other." You ramble sitting up quickly.

"But we're like totally into you babe." Tara says pulling you back towards her and kissing up your neck.

"Just say the word and you're ours," Chad says trailing his hand down to the front of your pants.

You whine softly bucking your panty-clad core into his warm hand.

"Please," You say softly looking into Chad's eyes.

"Please what?" He says pressing his hand down softly against your clothed cunt.

"Please Daddy I need you both." You say hiding your face in Tara's neck.

Tara's chest vibrates with laughter.

"Daddy that's so cute sweetheart. Does that mean I'm Mommy?" Tara says rubbing your back.

"Y-Yes Mommy." You stammer out as Chad rubs your sensitive clit through your underwear.

"Let's get these off of you." You hear Chad say as he shuffles to strip you of your underwear. "Cute panties."

Tara smoothly slides her hands under your tank top. Slipping it off of you quickly.

"You're so beautiful," Tara whispers into your ear.

She shuffles so her back is against the headboard laying you flat on her chest.

Chad lays down pushing your legs up towards your chest putting you on display for him. He dips his head down quickly taking your swollen clit into his mouth.

"Oh!" You cry out at the abrupt sensation.

Clamping your thighs around his head tightly you revel in the feeling of him sucking your clit. You feel Tara pinch your nipples firmly.

"Look at you. Such a pervert. Letting my boyfriend eat your pretty pussy." Tara says aloud.

You respond with a loud whine as you feel Chad start to tease your hole with his fingers.

"Mommy sit on my face please please." You rush out hurriedly wanting to taste her in your mouth.

Without another word, Tara moves from behind you laying you down on your back. Quickly shedding her pants she makes her way on top of you hovering her glistening cunt over your face.

You dive into her heated core feeling your orgasm approaching. You moan into her heat. Her moans encourage you to focus harder on making her feel good.

"Wait for me, baby. I want to cum with you." Tara says as you feel her move her hips quickly back and forth on your mouth.

You feel your legs start to shake as Chad continues his attack on your swollen cunt.

"I'm so close honey wait for me." Tara basically shouts.

Chad fingering you so deeply it makes your head spin.

"Oh my god baby cum with me cum with me." Tara cries out grinding down on your face roughly.

You feel your orgasm crash over you making you dizzy for a moment.

Tara climbs off of you laying down beside you. Chad lays down on your other side.

"So," Chad trails off, "How was I baby?" he says smiling over at me.

"Really good." You say letting out a soft yawn.

"Don't go to sleep on us yet pretty," Tara says leaning over to kiss you on the cheek. "Were just getting started.

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