#like it just sucked I wanted to have fun but instead sat by myself and then my ex made us leave bc ‘it was cold’

[norrizzandpia]

this is about oscar? part 3 but its freak by doja cat 🙏🏻

I fear y/n has released an entire album this time lol @golden-flora

The Album (OP81)

Summary: She’s done singles, one song at a time about her and Oscar’s sex life, but, now, she’s ready for a whole album.

Warnings: dirtiest one of the series, sexual discussions, Oscar being cocky

Note: THE NEXT INSTALLMENT OF THE WHO IS OSCAR PIASTRI SERIES IS HERE EVERYONE!!!! Hope you like it, i added some new things. First, as you know, y/n releases an album here, but, also, at the end, instead of smau, it’s just a regular story abt them on a podcast 🤭

y/nnn Oscar, the album, out tonight with a track list of Freak, Agora Hills, Dick, and Pussy Poppin 🤭

Comments:

Mclarensgirly SHE NAMED THE WHOLE THING OSCAR IM FUCKING CRYING

F1fan2023 using a photo McLaren took is cray

- y/nnn say it with me everyone: he looks hot!

- Mclarensgirly he looks hot!

- ln4andop81 he looks hot!

- f1fan81 he looks hot!

landonorris plz. plz don’t release it. I’ve never felt terror like this in my entire life after seeing that track list

- y/nnn don’t you put your life on the line every weekend to drive a car?

- landonorris yes.

oscarpiastri anyone want to come to the listening party?

- Danielricciardo no.

- landonorris absolutely fucking not

- logansargeant YOU THINK IM GOING TO BE LISTENING TO THESE???

- y/nnn y’all are some fake ass bitches

oscarpiastri haha have fun everyone!!!

- ln4andop81 mans is enjoying himself

- oscarpiastri more than enjoying myself

- landonorris like I’ll literally kill you

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TWITTER

Mclarensgirly i would just like to say that this is the man all those songs are about

- ln4andop81 i mean she did say “tied him down to my queen bed” in freak so that pic does fit the sub allegations

- f1fan2023 she also said “love it when he hit and smack too” in agora hills

- Mclarensgirly also said “hold me down, when a hole need dick”

- f1fan81 also said “he want a quickie, let him lick me, then I started gasping. The way his tongue be going crazy, you wouldn’t imagine. I let him stick me, hair got frizzy, I might let him crash it”

- Mclarensgirly also said “He put that woo all down my throat until i started coughing.”

- ln4andop81 OKAY OKAY I GET IT 😭

- ln4andop81 but also like… lets talk abt it

- Mclarensgirly IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS

- f1fan2023 “he like it when i bend it over and i arch my back. He tap me on my shoulders, i said ‘yeah, i like that’” YOURE KIDDING.

- ln4andop81 i envision that in my head at night

- Mclarensgirly oh?

- ln4andop81 moving on! “Pull the panties to the side, watch a movie and make it two. We just finished number one, but I’m ready for round two” YUM.MY.

- F1fan81 sometimes i wonder if I’m jealous of Oscar or jealous of y/n

- Mclarensgirly real.

- ln4andop81 we also need to talk about Dick bc she literally goes “i met the boy in the 6, but measurements wasn’t a six” UHHHHHHH

- f1fan2023 it baffles me that he’s packing that seriously

- ln4andop81 nothing baffles me when it comes to that boy now that y/n sang “When I made a little mess on it, he told me to clean my act up” BRUHHHH THATS FUCKING HOT AS SHIT

- Mclarensgirly “Skirt up, fuck in the backseat. Take that shirt off, baby, put it on me. Got me like ‘yeehow’, ride it like a horsey. Kinda like seesaw, up and down on the D, give it to him” McLaren’s kicking and crying rn bc they know they cant take their car back from Oscar after y/n confirmed they christened it

- f1fan2023 okay okay but can we talk about “suck a little dick in the bathroom” in agora hills (slay song btw i ate that shit up)

- ln4andop81 YEAH BC IM GOING TO NEED SOME MORE INFO THAN THAT. WHEN. WHERE. WHAT.

- F1fan81 i bet your ass it was in the mtc

- ln4andop81 or in the Australian Grand Prix paddock remember when no one could find him after the face was over and all he said he was with y/n? SHE HAD TO HAVE BEEN GIVING HIM CELEBRATORY HEAD

- Mclarensgirly honestly? They prob did it in both

- oscarpiastri mhm

—

Oscar and Y/n sat next to each other on the soft sofa of the studio. They giggled with the podcast host as she said their introduction.

“Breaking the internet right now with their sex life, Oscar Piastri and Y/n Y/l/n! Hi, guys, welcome.” Samantha, the host, spoke to them.

Y/n and Oscar mumbled pleasantries, their legs squished together even with all the space to Y/n’s left. The woman was quick to getting into the topic of conversation, having already discussed boundaries with the couple before the cameras started rolling.

“So, Y/n, you’ve just released a small album that focuses mostly on Oscar and the things you two get up to in the bedroom. Were you ever nervous to share these songs with the world?”

Y/n nodded, “At first, yeah, all the way back when we started with 34+35, but it got easier once I saw the overwhelming support for it. I think the best part about releasing them is seeing the jokes that the fans make about Oscar and that side of him.”

Samantha smiled, “That leads me to my next question, Oscar, were you ever nervous to have people know about that side of you? Seeing as it was such a shocker.”

He laughed as he adjusted his position, throwing an arm around his girlfriend, “Um, well, I didn’t think it was that shocking. We didn’t expect people to go haywire over hearing that I lean more towards the dominant side. We kind of assumed people inferred that.”

Samantha’s jaw dropped, “Really?! Oh! I’ll be honest, I was quite surprised when I heard it.”

Y/n shook her head, “I don’t know, I guess the way Oscar is in front of cameras is drastically different from how he actually is. He’s still very soft spoken and quiet, but a bit more outgoing.”

Samantha nodded as she glanced over her next question, “Oscar, what’s your favorite song off this album?”

“Oh, I am so ready for this. Agora Hills.” He answered immediately, smiling proudly at the others in the room.

Y/n turned to look at him, “Really?! Why?!”

His head leaned from side to side, “Just, it’s more romantic? I mean, you talk about tying the knot alongside the sex stuff.”

Y/n and Samantha laugh at his comment, Samantha agreeing, “No, I see what you’re saying. Y/n, you do say you want to show him off multiple times throughout the song.”

“Because I do!” She exclaimed, leaning into her boyfriend lovingly.

He kissed her temple, listening intently to Samantha.

“Your interactions with the fans are hilarious. Do you guys look forward to fucking with them?”

“Hell yeah!” Oscar exclaimed, “Once I caught wind of the fact that they didn’t think I did shit in the bedroom, I became very obnoxious when rubbing what happens between Y/n and I in their faces.”

Y/n cooed jokingly, “Aw, Osc, was your masculinity damaged?”

He rolled his eyes at her, laughing at her dig and pushing her away softly. They came back together, though.

“Before we move on from this subject, I want to ask Y/n, was the over six inches comment really true?” Samantha eyed her as Y/n glanced beside her at Oscar, silently asking him if she could do what he knew she wanted to do.

He nodded at her, shaking his head lightly as she said, “A lady never kisses and tells.”

Silence passed as she raised her hands and aimed them around nine inches apart. Winking suggestively at the camera, the women in the room gasped.

“IS THAT NINE INCHES?!” Samantha screamed, causing all of them to fall into a fit of giggles.

Y/n brought the microphone to her mouth and whispered, “Oh, yeah, it is.”

[chesterlover14]

•*•~•*•~ Hotel ~•*•~•*•

A Chris Sturniolo Smut

Dom!Chris : Sub!reader

Content warnings: SEX, body kissing/sucking, making out, jerking off, moaning, head Mas!receiving, hair pulling, orgasm, nudity

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Me, the triplets and a whole bunch of our friends decided to take a vacation to Miami. We've been having fun all day and we came back to me and Chris's hotels room to play some games. Each hotel room had one bed so me and Chris decided to share a room. Me and Chris have been best friends for years now and have a wonderful friendship.

We decided to play dare or kiss spin the bottle. We all got into a circle and got out a water bottle. I was the first to spin the bottle and it landed on Maddie. I presented the possible dare and she decided kissing was better. The rule was the kiss had to last for at least 3 seconds. Me and Maddie kissed and then Maddie spun the bottle.

Eventually it got back to me and I landed on Matt and again I presented him with the dare. The dare was to make a thirst trap and he decided to do the dare. Then a few rounds later I had to choose dare or kiss. Nate was the one to choose the dare and it was to kiss down Chris's chest. I gasped when he said it but I'm best friends with Chris and I didn't want to kiss Chris's best friend since we had had conversations about boy and girl code so I chose the dare.

Chris pulled his shirt off and I kneeled down in front of him. I looked up at him and he gave me a it's ok look and I started my first kiss at the top of his chest. I made my way down and hesitated a second before kissing just above his pant line. I then looked up and his eyes were closed. Butterflies were fluttering through my whole body. I then noticed that he had his hand on the back of my head in my hair. I started feeling my pussy tingle and drip. I immediately backed away and back into my spot not wanting to continue the sensation since the thought of it made me scared for our friendship and connection. I didn't want feelings to get tied into our amazing bond.

We continued and soon I spun the bottle leading to it landing on Chris. I gave him the dare of skinny dipping in the pool outside and he decided to kiss me instead. I sat on the bed beside Chris. I was slightly behind him and was facing him while Chris was still facing forward with his chest and head turned towards me. I was to the left of him and put my right hand on the back of his head we both leaned in and our lips soon connected. Instinctually my lips started opening making the kiss turn slightly more intimate. Surprisingly and possibly accidentally Chris's tongue lightly stroked my bottom lip. My other hand went to his thigh and his went to my hip. I started slightly moving my tongue into his mouth. It was like we couldn't stop. Then we both pulled away when we heard the others start oooing and awing. The look of lust in both of our eyes said it all. The chemistry was unexplainable and unexpected. We slowly pulled our hands away from where they previously rested. I then again moved back to my spot. We continued the game and the rest of the night me and Chris shared lustful looks. Every so often when Chris wasn't looking I would find myself staring at his crotch. It seemed to be larger. I tried playing it off in my mind but inevitably came to the conclusion that he was in fact hard making chills and butterflies run throughout my body.

When 2 am came around everyone exited our room except Matt and Nick. We all decided to watch a movie. Me and Chris laid in our bed and Matt and Nick sat in two lounge chairs next to the bed.

Me and Chris were cuddling as usual for us when I hear Chris whisper in my ear, "I'm sorry if that was uncomfortable for you."

"No it's OK chris it wasn't uncomfortable for me. Were you uncomfortable?"

I then hear Chris say under his breath, "not in the way that your thinking" He didn't know I heard him but I did and I knew exactly what he meant.

I move my hand right above Chris's pants line. "Is this the way that your thinking?" I hear his breath hitch as his body tensed up. "Is it Christopher?" I say looking up at him.

"Yes" he says breathlessly. He then grabs my hand and moves it onto his crotch. His eyes shut as his head falls back. My stomachs in my throat as I start to rub on his dick with my hand. He lightly moans making me smirk.

Were under the covers so I pull his dick out and start stocking it. He grips onto the bed sheets hard trying not to make a sound so Matt and nick don't notice. I then look over at his brothers to make sure they can't see what we're doing. They can't so I go under the covers and bring my mouth up to his dick. Chris's breathing grows heavier as I kiss the tip of his dick then kiss around his dick. I then start to suck on his tip making his other hand fly into my hair under the covers. I then start to take his length in struggling at how big he is. I soon start bombing my head trying my best to get his full length in but not being able to. He then pushes my head so that his whole length goes into my mouth as I start to gag. He notices and lifts the covers to whisper a sry but I put my hand on his and move it back on the back of his head and he does it again. He groans lightly and continues to push my head onto his dick. I like his aggressiveness making me moan on his dick quiet enough for his brothers to not hear. The vibrations make chris squirm trying not to make a noise.

I then start rubbing his balls and around his dick with my hands making him become close. I move my tongue so that it is sliding up and down on his vein.

Chris starts to squirm and grip onto my hair even harder. He then starts to lightly moan not being able to keep it in anymore. I then feel his hot cum shoot into the back of my throat. I Bob my head a few more times to make his high even better then move back to my original space.

Chris looks from my eyes to my lips then brings his hand up to my mouth to wipe off excess cum and spit. He then moves his hand to the back of my head pulling me in for a deep kiss. Then we hear the movie end so we get situated and presentable before Matt and Nick get up and go back to their room.

We say goodbye to them then head back to our bed.

"Your really good at sucking dick apparently" He says.

I giggle then say, "Well thats good but your my first."

He looks shocked as he says, "wait really? Then how you knew exactly how to pleasure me?" I shrug and kiss his cheek. I start to lay down on his chest but he grabs my chin and lifts my head to his. We look at eachother for a min, both of us looking back and forth from the others eyes and lips. He then pulls me in and kisses me deeply before we cuddle into eachother falling asleep.

[dixonsgirl93]

Sweet Spot

Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

(smut with little plot. Enjoy!) Warnings: Fingering, oral, p in v Content Description: Daryl walks in to see you lying on your stomach on his bed wearing just panties and one of his shirts.

(This has been sitting in my drafts half-finished for longer than I want to admit, but here it is, finally. Enjoy!)

I knew Daryl was due back from a run soon so I got comfy on his bed, reading my book. I hadn't bothered getting dressed, it was a lazy afternoon.

A few minutes later the door opened behind me, the footsteps of boots against hardwood and then a pause, silence.

"Damn." Daryl grunted. I looked up at him and smirked. "If I'd known this'd been waiting for me, I'd have come back sooner." The bed creaked as he sat down next to me. He trailed a hand up my bare leg, a finger teasing the hem of my underwear. My breath hitched.

Instead of slipping under the fabric like I was hoping, he moved his finger on top, tracing the line of my ass down between my legs. I opened my legs for him and I heard his intake of breath.

"So sexy." He murmured. His finger, over the fabric, teased the hole of my pussy and I pushed back onto his finger, aching for more pressure. I heard a chuckle and then his hands were on my hips, pulling me up and back onto my knees. I did as he wanted, exposing more of myself to him.

"Good girl." He growled, low in his throat. More wetness pooled in my underwear, my arousal deepening just with his voice and praise.

His fingers traced down the fabric again, finding and stimulating my clit through my panties. I gasped softly and felt myself twitch against his touch. He kept tracing over my folds and clit, over and over as I tried desperately to add pressure.

"God, you're fun to tease. Look at you so desperate just for my finger." He chuckled and placed slightly more pressure, making the fabric wetter. "So wet too, already. Damn." He purred, rubbing circles over my hole. I moaned softly into the pillow.

Suddenly his fingers were sliding past the fabric and the warmth of his skin on mine made me gasp in pleasure. I was so horny for his touch, even this was sending me dizzy. He slid two fingers into me without warning, the sound of how wet I was was loud in the quiet room. He worked his fingers into me, slowly, the sound amplified.

"You sound good too, darlin'. Mmm." He removed his fingers and the sound of sucking came from behind and I looked to see him sucking the fingers he had inside me. "Fuck, even taste." He growled. "On your back, princess."

I get into position, letting my knees fall open. He hungrily eyes the wet patch in my underwear. He positions himself between my legs, placing delicate kisses over my belly as he makes his way down, down. His fingers gently pull down on the sides of my underwear, sliding them off my legs.

His eyes light up as he takes in my soaking, aching wet pussy. He looks up at me, smirking before burying his face in my folds. His tongue is quick to find my clit, flicking deliciously. I gasp as his tongue stimulates my sensitive spot over and over. A moan from him vibrates gently against my skin.

I reach for his hair, my toes curling as he picks up speeds against my clit. Suddenly he changes course, his tongue going flat and exploring more of me, tasting more.

I whimper. "Daryl." I whine, I can't help it. I was so close.

"Not yet, baby. I want to savour this first." His voice was low, hungry, spoken against my skin. He gently, messily, noisily sucks on my folds with his hands gripping my thighs, inescapable. Again his tongue moved back to my precious spot, moving urgently. I was on the verge again, so close this time, even closer, almost...

And I tipped. My orgasm rocking through me fast and hard, over too fast. I gasped, my hands gripping Daryl's hair.

"Fuck." I spoke softly to the air.

Before I could recover Daryl's face was on my neck, kissing, sucking, over my jaw and finally to my lips. I could taste my sweetness still lingering on his lips.

"I need you, Y/N." Daryl breathed against my lips. "I need to fill you up with my cum." I could do nothing but agree breathlessly.

He had freed his erection enough to enter me, already thrusting, already filling me with his hardness. He felt bigger than he ever had yet. It hadn't been that long since the last time we'd had sex and yet...he was like a man possessed.

"Daryl..." I gasped into his hair. His face was buried in my neck, his arms around my body holding me tight against him.

"Mine. All mine." He growled against my jaw and my body shivered with the intensity of it, of him.

Hid rhythm increased, his thrusts harder and faster, he was close now too...

He came hard and fast, his body tensing and then relaxing but his hold on me was still strong. "I love you. Fuck. I love you so much." He breathed against my lips before kissing me hard.

"I love you too." I whispered back, locking eyes with him.

[aesthetixhoe]

spooky flirting — E.L.

warnings: underage drinking? (you and ethan are 19), cursing, scaryyyyy movies ;)

word count: ---

pronouns used: she/her, reader wears a dress

request: “Hey! I saw ur ethan landry headcannon ab e’s fav holiday being halloween and was wondering if u could do a fic where the reader and him bond over their love of halloween or something similar! xx ” ily sm for this idea nonnie! <33

might make a part 2, let me know if you guys want it!

Parties sucked. You always interrogated yourself on why you even went to them, you always ended up slightly drunk, with some random dudes number in your phone because you were too nice to decline, and a slight hangover. You could say it was because you were trying to have fun, meet new people, maybe hookup with someone. But if you were honest, you didn't know.

You sat on a couch, red solo cup in hand, slowly sipping whatever was in it, until a very blocky costume came into view. Your interest peaked, you looked over at him. It was a boy from your econ class Ethan... Laundry? Loundry? Something like that. He was wearing a knight costume, made fully out of cardboard. It made you smile.

Normally at frat parties it's just guys half naked. Like the one who walked in with Ethan, who was wearing a hat, ascot, and shorts.

“So Ethan, who're you gonna hit on tonight?” Chad hits Ethan's chest while he asks.

“W-what? No one!” He stutters out, turning red. How could Chad talk so freely about hitting on someone?

“C'mon man, you're a snack!” Chad yells over the music. “What about her? ” He nods over to you. Your costume, your hair, your face, everything about you made his eyes widen and his mouth drop into a small, open mouth smile.

“Woah...” His admiration of you made his cheeks flush further.

“I'll take that as a yes bro!” Chad smiles. His face falls when he sees the look of panic on Ethan's face.

That is until he realizes the cause of panic is simply because you're walking over. “Look! She wants you too dude. I'll leave you two alone!” he drags out the last word while walking away. Ethan is left alone and panicked, seeing how you haven't changed your course of direction.

“Hey, I like your costume! Did you make it?” You shout over the music. His eyes avoid yours, almost as if he's trying to convince himself that you're not there.

“Thanks!” He yells back. He looks so scared.

“Did you make it yourself?” You ask, moving behind a wall so you can hear his response.

“Yeah! I made it like 3 hours ago.” He laughs, his eyes crinkling as his smile gets wide. He looks so beautiful.

“Really? That's awesome!” You exclaim. You nod towards the door, hinting that you wanted to go outside.

He followed your lead, moving outside and sitting on the porch of the house. You could finally hear each other without having to shout. “But yeah, I made it. I really like Halloween so I knew I wanted to do something handmade, but my room mate, Chad, didn't give me much of a heads up... That's why this isn't the best looking.” He explains, looking at his lap and playing with his fingers.

“Hey, I still think it looks awesome! Like your helmet? That has amazing attention to detail dude. Who knew a guy could be good at economics and art.” You snicker under your breath. He looks over at you bewildered for knowing you two shared a class. Sure, you didn't know his last name, but you knew he was Ethan, he was cute, and he was good at econ.

“You know we have econ together?” He asks quietly, almost as if he was asking it to himself instead of you.

“Yeah, I know you're Ethan... Something... I know it is like Laundry but not quite!” You say, embarrassed you don't know his last name.

“Landry...” He blushes.

“Well hello, Ethan Landry. I'm [Y/n] [Y/L/N].” You stick out your hand to him, which he hesitantly grabs. His hands are warm. “So you like Halloween you said?” You ask, trying to make small talk.

“Yeah! I uh... Actually went through a small cosplay phase where I made my pieces myself...” He trailed off, letting go of your hand as he gets embarrassed. “Yeah, Halloween is my favorite.” He says simply, and sadly.

“Mine too!” You nudge him with your shoulder. “There's no reason to be embarrassed around me, by the way. I think it's cool you used to cosplay, I kinda always wanted to.” you smile sweetly at him.

“I don't like to think about it...” He shyly laughs.

“I really like your laugh...” You think aloud, catching both you and Ethan off guard. You clear your throat, trying to move on quickly, “So, what's your favorite Halloween candy?”

“I like chocolate, so basically everything is good for me.” He jokes for the second time tonight. He was starting to get more comfortable with you, and you were really happy about it.

There's a beat of silence where you're both just looking at each other smiling. He had such pretty eyes. And lips... And face.

He leans into your ear and whispers in your ear “So [Y/n], what's your favorite scary movie..?” Yup, he was definitely getting comfortable. His breath was hot against your ear and cheek, giving you goosebumps.

This was a huge step out of Ethan's comfort zone. He never flirted with anyone. Let alone a very attractive girl like you.

“I uh... I don't know, would you wanna watch a scary movie with me sometime?”

“W-What?” He looks at you, falling back into his flustered self.

“Yeah! You could come to my place, I have Netflix, Hulu, all of ‘em. No pressure though, if you don't want to that's ok!” You preface looking up at him, awaiting a response.

“Uh... Yeah. Ok.” He smiles small, playing with his fingers again.

“How about tomorrow?” You ask him while pulling out your phone.

“Yeah, that's good for me.”

“Ok, type in your number and I'll text you my address.” You explain while giving him your phone. He smiles to himself, cheeks turning a light pink when he notices that for the contact name you've typed in “Ethan :)” He was smiley face worthy.

After you've taken your phone back, you stand, ready to say goodbye and leave. He was a touch sad, realizing what was about to happen. He really liked talking to you. He didn't want it to be over.

“I'll text you when I get home! See ya tomorrow Ethan.” You call out, walking backwards away from the house.

“Bye!” He smiles. God you were beautiful.

He just stood there, looking at the spot you were sitting in a few moments ago.

“Yes dude! I knew you had it in you!” He hears a familiar voice shout out from behind him. Ethan's head drops fully, groaning.

“Chad, shut up!”

[allthingsfangirl101]

Ex's and Oh's – Steve Harrington

Have you ever broken up with someone and been forced to see them every day?

It sucks.

The worst part of it is my ex used to be my best friend.

Steve Harrington and I have been best friends since elementary school. I moved in a few months after school started so, naturally, I didn't make any friends. One day at recess, some kids were picking on me. Steve heard them and stood up for me. We were inseparable after that.

We didn't start dating until the beginning of our senior year. The night before school started, Steve, Tommy, Carol, and I were at an "End of Summer" party at Steve's teammate's house. That night, we were all drinking and having fun. But then someone suggested a game of Seven Minutes of Heaven. And, of course, Steve and I got picked.

~ • ~

"We don't have to do anything," I stuttered with my arms wrapped tightly around myself. I kept my eyes on my feet, unable to see the drunken empty eyes of my best friend.

"Y/N," Steve whispered. I hummed in response but didn't move. "Y/N, please, look at me."

I took a shaky breath and slowly looked up at him. The minute my eyes landed on his, Steve wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest. Without saying anything, Steve leaned down and gently pressed his lips to mine.

My heart was beating against my chest. I couldn't believe that Steve was actually kissing me.

Did it mean something to him?

Was it more than just the game?

Could he actually have feelings for me?

My brain continued to ask all kinds of questions I would never know the answers to without asking him. When I couldn't handle the frustration, I took it out on Steve and finally started kissing him back.

As soon as I started moving my lips against his, Steve deepened the kiss. Our lips moved roughly against each other as we clutched onto each other. We slowly broke the kiss when someone knocked on the door.

"Guess our time is up," I said, out of breath. Steve leaned his forehead against mine and slightly rubbed our noses together.

"Guess so."

~ • ~

The next day, I acted like nothing happened. That was the plan anyway. At lunch, I was walking to our usual table when Steve grabbed me and pulled me out into the quad. He didn't say anything. Instead, he kissed me. When we broke the kiss, he confessed to having feelings for me and wanting to be more than friends. I confessed to wanting that too.

Things were going great. We made it three months before things started to change. And it didn't change over a certain amount of time. It changed after one weekend.

My parents went out of town so Steve and I decided to spend the weekend at my house together. Saturday we laid on the couch and watched TV all day. But that night, we got into my dad's beer and our make-out session went a little too far.

After a lot of kissing and even more questions from Steve making sure I wanted to do this, Steve and I slept together. It was an amazing night. It was my perfect first time.

The next morning, I woke up to Steve's arms wrapped around me. I didn't bother to move. I never wanted to leave his embrace. About half an hour later, Steve kissed my shoulder. We stayed in bed for most of the morning. We only got out of bed to briefly get dressed and make some lunch. Then we returned to each other's arms on the couch. Sadly, he couldn't stay all day. My parents were going to be home around dinner, so Steve left right before.

I still remember the way he held me in his arms on the doorstep and kissed me.

~ • ~

"I'll see you at school tomorrow," he whispered, giving me chills.

"Walk me to class?"

"Every." He kissed my forehead.

"Single." He kissed my cheek.

"Class." He kissed my lips.

At school that next Monday, I noticed people slowly started to change. They started to pay more attention to me and started whispering and laughing. I had no idea what was going on and I didn't figure it out until lunch.

I sat down at lunch, across from Tommy and Carol. I started to unpack the lunch I brought for me and Steve. I finally noticed the couple staring at me.

"What?" I asked.

"How was your weekend, Y/N?" Tommy asked in a suspicious tone.

"It was good," I said slowly. I felt a blush build as I thought about what Steve and I did this weekend.

"Just good?" Carol giggled. I looked between the two of them, my heart sinking.

"What are you. . . Do you. . . Did he. . ."

"Hey, guys," Steve greeted. The smirk that Tommy and Carol shared clarified what was going on. Before anyone could stop me, I jumped out and ran out of the cafeteria.

"Y/N, wait up!"

Steve ran after me. Once he caught up to me outside, he grabbed my wrist and spun me towards him. "What is going on, baby?"

"How could you?!" I yelled as I tore my hand out of his hold. He took a step back and studied me.

"How could I what, baby?" He asked. "I'm confused. What's going on?"

"You told," I said, my voice breaking.

"I told. . ."

"You told Tommy and Carol about Saturday night," I cut him off. His eyes widened.

"Y/N," he stuttered. He tried to take a step toward me but I took a step back.

"Don't," I said, tears streaming down my face. "I can't believe you told them. That was a really, really personal night and you shared it like we went and got pizza and saw a movie. Like it meant nothing to you."

"Y/N, that's not. . ."

"We're done," I cut him off again.

"Y/N, please. . ."

"I can't be with someone who took the most personal night of my life and shared it with the entire school," I said, my voice breaking as the tears continued to stream down my face.

"Y/N," Steve whispered.

"I'm sorry, Steve, but we're done."

~ • ~

The next couple of months in school were rough. After we broke up, I stopped hanging out with our usual friends. I was completely alone. I barely ate and battled depression. It got even worse when Steve started dating a junior named Nancy Wheeler.

It seemed like wherever I went, there they were. They walked into school together. They studied in the library together. They walked to class together. They ate lunch together while I ate alone.

Even from across the lunchroom, I could hear Steve and Nancy laughing. I looked up at them and it felt like someone had grabbed my heart and squeezed. I looked away when Nancy leaned over and kissed Steve. When the tightness in my throat got too overwhelming, I stood up, threw away my lunch, and went to the library.

I left right before lunch was over but instantly wished I had stayed there when I saw Nancy at her locker. Whoever was squeezing my heart decided to try to rip it out through my throat as Steve snuck up behind Nancy.

I looked away right as he wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up. I turned on my heel and ran to the bathroom, instantly tucking into a stall. I stayed in there for all of fifth period, not caring that I was missing Government.

As I sat there, my thoughts went to Steve. I thought about our friendship. I thought about our relationship. Tears silently streamed down my face as I thought about our last weekend together. He made me feel like the most important person in the world and then crushed it in the manner of hours.

"I still can't believe you're going."

"Come on, Barb. It's an innocent party."

"An innocent party?" Barb scoffed. "Nance, it's just you two and his friends. This is clearly just a way to get into your pants."

"And that's a bad thing?" Nancy giggled.

"Nancy," Barb sighed. "You can't seriously want. . . It's a special thing and you want. . . Him, Nance? Really?"

Nancy wanted Steve to take her virginity. . . I was going to be sick. I put my headphones in and blasted music to drown out the rest of their conversation. I don't know when they left, but I didn't leave. I planned to stay in a few minutes after the bell rang and then sneak out with the other early-out seniors.

When the time came, I left the bathroom and started walking out. I rounded the corner and bumped into someone. I looked up at who I bumped into and my heart jumped into my throat.

"Steve," I stuttered.

"Hey, you," he said, his voice soft. I took a step back and tightened my grip on my backpack.

"Sorry," I said, my voice dropping. "I wasn't looking."

"Y/N," Steve said quickly to stop me from leaving. I looked up at him to see him opening and closing his mouth like he was struggling to find the right words.

"I just wanted to. . ."

"Don't."

"I'm sorry, Y/N. For everything."

"I said, don't," I repeated, my voice breaking. I brushed past him and ran out of the building.

* * * * *

After my weird interaction with Steve, I went straight home. I didn't worry about my parents being home as I unlocked the door. Both my parents worked so I was often home alone. Not that I minded.

I spent the rest of the day, reading a book, cleaning my room, and cooking dinner. After I ate dinner alone, I hopped in the shower. I got out, got dressed, and started brushing my hair. Once all the knots were combed out, I braided my hair.

I walked out of my bathroom not really paying attention as I threw my clothes in my laundry basket. I looked up, letting out a surprised scream when I saw someone standing out on my balcony.

"It's just me!" Steve yelled from outside. I quickly walked over and threw the door open.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I yelled. "Steve, you can't just climb onto my balcony and wait outside the door. It's incredibly creepy. I was in the shower. What if I had walked out in a towel?"

"I've seen you in less," Steve smirked. He cleared his throat when he saw my glare.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice dropping.

"I wanted to continue our conversation."

"There's nothing else to say," I sighed as I turned around and walked back into my room.

"You may not have anything else you want to say," Steve said as he followed me, "but I have more I want to say."

"What?" I asked, my voice breaking. "What else could you possibly have to say to me, Steve?"

"I miss you."

I wasn't expecting him to say that.

"I miss our dates when you mostly just helped me with my homework. I miss us hiding under the bleachers during lunch to escape Tommy and Carol's latest fight. But more importantly, I miss parking my car around the corner, climbing up the tree outside, and sneaking into your room at night just so I could lay next to you and hold you as you slept."

Before I could stop myself, I grabbed his face and smashed my lips onto his. As soon as our lips touched, my stomach dropped and I remembered the scene I walked into when I got to school this morning. Completely embarrassed, I started to pull away and break the kiss.

Steve wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer and keeping me pressed against his chest. My breath got stuck in my throat as he started to kiss me back.

Things sped up as our lips moved messily in sync. Without breaking the kiss, Steve picked me up and carried me over to my bed. We let out matching moans as he laid us down, hovering over me.

"Steve," I moaned, breaking the kiss. I took a shaky breath when he started kissing my neck. "We shouldn't be doing this."

He mumbled something against my skin, but I couldn't hear him. "Seriously, Steve." I gasped when he bit my earlobe. "Oh, Steve."

I forced myself to put my hands on his chest and push him away from me.

"As much as I've missed the feeling of pleasure spreading throughout my body as we undress," I said shakily, "we shouldn't be doing this."

I sat up, making him sit next to me. "Y/N," he started.

"You're with Nancy," I said, getting off my bed. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to get my brain to stop thinking. "It's not fair to her. Even though I don't really like her, she's still your girlfriend."

"She's not."

"She's what?" I gasped, quickly turning around. Steve got off my bed and walked over to me. He grabbed my wrists, unwrapped my arms from around myself, and took my hands in his.

"I broke up with her."

"You. . . But when. . . Why. . . What?" I couldn't help but stutter.

"After we ran into each other at lunch, I went back to my table," Steve started to explain. "When I did, they started asking about you. I tried to change the subject but then Carol started talking about you."

"She did?" I whispered.

"Yeah," he sighed. "I'm sorry, Y/N. The more I tried to get her to shut up, the more she revealed about us."

"What did she say?" I asked, turning my focus on our hands. Steve let go of one of my hands and used his finger to lift my head.

"She told her that you turned me pathetic."

"I did?"

"Kinda," he chuckled. "When we were together, my grades were better than ever. I didn't make fun of people when I was around you. I was the top scorer on our team that season. And, this may be stupid, but my room was always clean."

I couldn't help but laugh. Steve finally let go of my chin and grabbed my hand again.

"I kept telling them to stop talking about you," he said, his tone changing. "Eventually, Carol started listing off things she hated about you."

"Oh," I whispered.

"And then Nancy started laughing and agreeing with her."

I pulled my hands out of his and rewrapped them around myself. I walked over and sat on the edge of my bed.

"I know this sounds bad," Steve quickly said as he walked over and sat next to me, "but the more I listened to them, the more I disagreed with them. And the more I realized how amazing you are and how much better my life was when we were together. I stood up for you and told them to leave you alone. I then walked away. Nancy followed me and asked me what was wrong. When I told her I didn't want to sit back and listen as they trash-talked you, she sarcastically asked if I was still in love with you."

"How could you still be in love with me?" I scoffed, trying to push down my nerves. "You never were in love with me."

"Yes, I was," he said quickly. I looked up at him, my breath getting caught in my throat. "Y/N," he continued as he scooted closer to me, "when we were dating, I fell madly in love with you."

"You did?" I asked, feeling like I couldn't breathe.

"Of course I did," he chuckled, scooting closer to me. "You were the best thing that had ever happened to me. You still are."

"You never told me," I whispered when I noticed he had been leaning closer.

"Because I was scared," he whispered. "I didn't think you felt the same way."

"I did."

We closed the gap.

Our lips instantly started moving in sync as we lay down. I moaned when Steve carefully rolled us over so he was on top of me. Things were picking up fast, but we both knew we needed to slow down.

Steve broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against mine. I smiled when he gently rubbed our noses together.

"I know I messed up," he whispered, "and I can never take back what I did. But I can make it better."

"Steve. . ."

"If you give me another chance, I will do whatever I can to show you how important you are," he continued. "I'll quit basketball. I'll dump Tommy and Carol. I'll only focus on you and me."

"You don't have to do that," I whispered as I played with his shirt. "You don't have to quit basketball or abandon your friends."

"I don't mind abandoning them," he shrugged. "They're the reason we broke up anyway."

I sighed as I sat up. "No, they're not."

"They kinda are," he tried to laugh. He stopped when he looked at me.

"Come on, Steve," I said, scooting up so I was leaning against the headboard. "You told Tommy that you took my virginity the weekend my parents went to visit my grandma. By lunch on Monday, the entire school knew we slept together. People kept making jokes and asking how it was. It was embarrassing."

"I know," he said, his voice soft. "But Tommy. . ."

"You told him," I cut him off. "You knew how nervous I was that night. You knew how private I was and you told him anyway."

"Because it meant something to me," Steve rushed out. He sighed before continuing, "I know this isn't going to make sense but hear me out. Before you, I had girlfriends, one-night stands, drunken booty calls."

"This is supposed to make me feel better?" I tried to laugh.

"What I meant was that none of them mattered to me," he continued. "You, on the other hand, were different. You meant so much to me, Y/N. Still do. That Monday after we slept together, Tommy asked why I was smiling like an idiot. I didn't say anything at first, but Tommy figured it out. He started asking questions, some I answered, some I didn't. I shouldn't have answered any of them. I'm so sorry, Y/N. You need to know though that that night was one of the best nights of my life. I've never felt like I did when we were together with anyone else."

"Not even Nancy?" I couldn't help but ask. Steve scooted closer to me, his face inches from mine.

"Not even Nancy," he whispered. I moaned as he pressed his lips to mine. When he laid us down and deepened the kiss, I didn't stop him. I let him repeat what we did the weekend my parents were out of town.

This time, he didn't tell anyone.

[coleskingdom]

Commonwealth Kingpin

Will Ospreay x female reader

Smut

"When can we leave?” I asked Will, I was tired of this party. We had been here for hours I smiled beside him and made small talk. Every time I excused myself from the conversation, his eyes followed me through the hotel ballroom.“ Do you have something you’d rather be doing?” his voice irritated. “Yes, you” I knew I was being a brat when I said it. He drew in a deep breath, and the smile on his face sent a shiver down my spine. “Careful my love” he said in a low voice facing me now, “You’re testing my patience . This is part of it now, this what I have to do.” His irritation not only with me, but at the situation. “I’m going to go find Zack, I’m sure his conversations are more fun.” I said turning, his hand caught my wrist and his eyes flashed, “ You’re my missus, you will not leave my side at my party.”his voice fighting to remain calm his thumb rubbing circles on my pulse point, he released my wrist and slid his hand into mine. The night continued, and I’d make little quips low enough for only him to hear. As the night drew to a close, we made our exit towards the door, he led me to the bank of elevators one already waiting on us.

“Where are we going? I don’t want to do an after hours party.” I whined “ I just want …” , he cut me off “ If you keep acting like a brat, I’m going to treat you like a brat. Don’t forget who I am and what I am especially to you sweetheart.” his voice hard and demanding. “ Yes Sir” I said knowing how much that pleases him. He smirks “ that’s right, I can tell you’re starting to remember.” His finger tips tracing the side of my jaw. He leans in “ I’ve known all night, sweetheart, exactly what you’ve wanted. You think that I don’t know your little stunt down there was because you didn’t get to have me right after the match. That I didn’t fill you to the brim, screaming my name in the locker room. That you didn’t get to fuck me one last time in that locker room, where you first realized why they called me the commonwealth kingpin. “

The elevator opened and Will led me down to the hall to our room. He pinned me against the door, his hands grabbing my wrists over my head kissing me deeply, knowing how much I needed to touch him, that I wanted him, I wanted to take care of him. He broke the kiss but not before biting my lip causing me to moan. “Will please….” My voice taking a desperate tone. His hand dropped my wrists and he tilted my chin , hand gripping my cheeks so that I was looking into his eyes. “Love, this could have been so much easier for you, you could be running your hands up my chest, pulling me against you, I’d have let you have control. Instead you had to act like a brat, so now I’m going to treat you like a brat. Follow me, and if you’re a good girl, then I’ll give you what you want.”

I followed him, taking my heels off and letting the dress drop as we walked. When he turned he saw, the emerald green, white and gold, lingerie that I had ordered just for him and tonight. He sucked in a breath, “fuck”he said as he exhaled. He took off the suit jacket, and unbuttoned the dress shirt,before he sat in the leather club chair. “ Get on your knees.” his eyes met mine, making sure we were on the same page, I nodded as I lowered myself to the ground. I took off his shoes. His hands undoing his pants, freeing his magnificent cock. He moved to the edge of chair giving me better access, “Put your bratty mouth to good use” I took my time, kissing and licking, before taking him in my mouth. His moans and groans, his hands tugging at my hair encouraging me, " You talk such a big game, when your mouth isn’t full of my cock.” I moaned at his words, I loved when he talked like this, he increased the speed of his thrusts I gag slightly, flattening my tongue, so I can take him all the way in my mouth. “ Fuck Sweetheart, I’m going to come if you keep going.” I nod sucking him in deeper as he unloads in my mouth and I swallow every drop, milking him through his release. “ You did so well, now go get on the bed.”. His voice husky, and full of lust.

I got on the bed I stretched my arms over my head, arching my back. “ I see you’re taking your victory lap, you still haven’t learned your lesson.” I turned my head to look at him, he had taken off his shirt and pants joining me on the bed. He straddled me, he reached for one arm, and brought it to my side, trapping it with his thigh, he did the same with the other with my arms completely trapped, he smirked. “Oh sweet girl, I’m going to show you what a victory lap is, don’t you dare cum until I tell you to. “ he said. “Yes sir” my only response. He kissed me, moving the hair out of my face, he dipped his head nibbled on my ear “so compliant, when I have you pinned to the bed. I think you like this though, a lot.”His hands came to the front clasp of the bra undoing it quickly. He kissed the top of my breasts before taking one of my nipples in his mouth sucking and nibbling, his hands skimming my torso while paying equal attention to my other breast. I moaned his name, his light touches along my torso lit fires everywhere.

“ I’m going to take my time love, and I’m not even to my favorite part yet.” his tone changing to a more mischievous one. He kisses down my torso stopping “ Now, if I let you have your hands back, you can only touch my head and yourself okay.”he said “ Yes Will I promise.” I said he widened his stance my arms free, I reach to kiss him. He meets me for a kiss a long deep kiss, that left me lifting my hips offering myself to him. “ My sweet girl, I know you’re trying to distract me but it’s not going to work.” He’s at the end of the bed, grabbing my legs and pulling me down to the end. I giggled at the unexpected move but quickly sighed as Will began to kiss up my thighs, sucking and biting on the inside of my thigh. I gasped as he his hands reached the panties “ Now lift your hips for me. If I didn’t like this set so much I’d have destroyed both pieces.” His voice muffled. I raised my hips and he threw them somewhere, laughing at how far they flew. Then he refocused his attention, he’s on his knees at the end of bed. He positioned my legs over his shoulders and his mouth was on me as his hands ran up and down my legs. His mouth went directly for my clit licking and sucking, his tongue doing this motion that was the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt. He would pull back letting me get my breath back, then he was on back. “Oh God Will” I moaned, the other noises incoherent. He inserted two fingers, setting a rhythm, his tongue lightly flicking my clit now. “ More please” I moaned, he did the come hither motion and my back arched off the bed “No not yet, I know, I know but when I tap your thigh you can come for me. Just ride my fingers, I’ve got you” he said his mouth returning to my clit with the sucking licking I felt the pressure build in my abdomen, it was a more intense feeling than I had ever felt. I clinched my walls around his fingers trying to concentrate “ please will, please, will.” I moaned the last word cracking I was just focusing on breathing. He tapped my thigh my body took a second to realize my release flooded, through me and into his mouth and his fingers, my back came off the bed. “That’s it sweetheart. You’re so beautiful.” he said his tone soft. Kissing the inside of my thigh, my hand over my face knowing I made a mess.

I felt him over me, he kissed me softly, I felt him at my entrance, I was so wet that he was able to slide all the way in one fluid motion. I gasped at the fullness, his long strokes, hitting the deepest spot. My hands reached for his muscular ass , as I spread my legs even wider

“ My sweet girl isn’t so mouthy now that that she’s under me letting me fuck her.” his voice smug but there was love in his eyes. “ please will” he changed the angle, and his fingers finding my sensitive clit .i felt his cock twitch inside of me knowing we were both close, I clenched around him. “Will please I’m so close” , he thrusted in and put pressure on my clit and that was it I came around his cock the same intensity as my first orgasm.” He changed the position again and his thrusts became more erratic,his moans and whimper were just soft enough for my ears to hear I felt his release. I ran my hands up and down his back, he buried his face, in my shoulder. He pulled out of me and pulled me into him as he scooted up the bed.

I laid my head on his chest his arms holding me tightly. “Do you know why I asked when we could leave the party?” I asked, “This?” He said “ No, you hadn’t eaten all day, you had that look like there was to much going on and I was worried about you.” I said softly. “ Well now I feel like an ass, you just went along with this.”he smiled “I’m going to make it up to you, how about a bath and room service.” His voice low “ Yes sir” I laughed as he left the bed.

[daydream-cement]

considering the holidays are right around the corner i wanted to put in a request to comfort all my homies that, like myself, doesn’t celebrate with family, for various reasons. also i just want christmas with larissa

reader is a student and doesn’t wanna go home for the holidays because their family sucks ass, so couple of days before break, they ask larissa if anyone will be staying at nevermore during the holidays, if they could remain at the school and not have to go home, this their first holiday to have the choice not to spend it with family.

larissa volunteers to stay, her not having any plans and then they have a small celebration together :)

it’s just chosen family, larissa’s own nevermore family and r finally having a good memory to associate with the holiday. and then they make it a tradition to celebrate with each-other, even after r graduates :’)

Home for the Holidays

Larissa Weems x student!reader

Authors Note: I am someone who celebrates christmas. I tried to include the more religion neutral holiday experiences to make everyone feel welcome here <3

You had set this appointment up with Principal Weems last week. You were going to ask her to say at Nevermore over the holiday break so you wouldn’t have to go home. Now you stood in front of her while she gently smiled at you and asked, “Now what can I do for you, y/n?”

“Well you see, Principal Weems, I- I was hoping I could stay here at Nevermore instead of going home for the holidays. I promise I’ll behave and I won’t be a burden. I-” You were beginning to over explain yourself when she then interrupted you.

“Y/n, first off, you’re never a burden. Secondly, this is an unusual request. Please give me the day so I can figure out if this is an option for you.“ Larissa always wanted to make sure her students were comfortable and happy, but sometimes the board had different plans.

Later that day, during literature class, you noticed the email notification from Principal Weems. You hated to be doing something off task during class, but you just had to check to see what she said.

Mx. L/n,

I am happy to inform you that you may stay for the holidays here at Nevermore. There is a bit of paperwork that needs to be filled out, but once we get it all straightened out, you will be staying here for the holidays with me.

Enjoy your day,

Principal Weems

———

Everything did get straightened out. Now you sat in your favorite spot in the library, reading a book, and drinking some hot chocolate. Principal Weems sat in the seat across from you, dressed far more casual than normal, and read her own book. She had elected to stay there at Nevermore with you and she had been the one to make the hot chocolate you had been sipping.

Truly it was beginning to feel like winter as well. The window in front if you showed a picturesque landscape where the trees and buildings out the window were covered in a fresh blanket of snow.

“You know, y/n, later I was thinking we could sneak into the kitchen. The cook left some things to make gingerbread houses.” Principal Weems looked up at you while you were mid-sip.

You finish what was in your mouth before speaking, “That would be fun.”

———

Later in the kitchens, you were both certainly up to no good. You had suggested to use all of the leftover gingerbread components to make one massive house. Principal Weems seemed to like the challenge and immediately accepted.

Larissa had dubbed it a mega mansion for your very rich and famous gingerbread person. While Principal Weems was more than happy to assist in constructing the mansion, you took over construction while she focused on the intricate design details.

You chatted on and off. Principal Weems would talk to you about her hometown in England. You told her about your werewolf pack back home. She shared a little about the life of shapeshifters explaining that they were a very secretive group. You told her that she was the best principal and she told you that your were one of the best students. A few hours had passed, yet you didn’t grow tired of spending time with her.

“You are quite good at this, y/n.” Larissa laughed while adding a final touch to the roofing before she went to retrieve more icing, “We make a pretty good team.”

“Not so bad yourself, Principal Weems.” You smile to yourself as you begin working on the four car garage. Never have you had such a peaceful and fun time creating something with gingerbread.

“We will have to make this an annual thing.” Weems glanced up at you from her frosting and gave you a wink.

———

It did become an annual thing. Every year you were a student, you and Principal Weems spent the holidays creating new gingerbread creations. You even went so far as to make the gingerbread yourselves rather than have the cook do it.

Years later when you returned to Nevermore with your own children, Principal Weems greeted you with a hug and immediately began sharing the stories with your children of all the holidays you spent together, building your beautiful gingerbread creations.

[just-finished-watching]

Challengers

Finished Watching: 6/12/2024

Genre: Drama, Romance, Sports

Rating: 🌟/5 (1/5)

Expectations: I was so excited for this movie, but I was sorely disappointed. 30 minutes into the film, I realized I made a terrible mistake and was forced to stay because I'm a broke college student and wasn't willing to "waste" the $11 movie ticket. My friends and I spent the rest of the film in an empty theater (I'm guessing because everyone else had already watched it) cracking jokes and cringing.

Absolutely Not a Favorite

Summary: Tashi was a former prodigy tennis player turned coach for her husband, Art. She transformed him into a famous Grand Slam champion. Lately, he's been on a losing streak, so to fix that, Tashi signs him up for a "Challenger" event, where he finds himself facing his former best friend and Tashi's ex-boyfriend.

Thoughts (*SPOILERS*):

Wow wow wow, I actually disliked this movie so much. It was not the actors' fault, I think they just did their best with the script they were given. The vibes were there, but that's all this was. A vibes movie. At some point, I was completely lost, not because it was hard to understand, but because it was hard to care. The characters were hard to like, the plot was mostly fluff, and the romance was almost icky.

I usually have a favorite character in many of the things I watch, but I couldn't even force myself to like any of the characters. Tashi was my favorite in the beginning, but as the light faded from her eyes, I stopped caring. I did feel bad for her, but as she dragged it out, I got bored and was just waiting for something. Art was just a passive piece of shit, watching life go by. He had his good points (being a loving father will always make me a little bit soft), but he was too afraid to make a move on Tashi first so he turned to turning her and Patrick against each other. And Patrick is just a piece of shit, expecting the world to pause for him as he figured himself out. He didn't want what he was offered at first and still expected it? He's lucky Tashi didn't start knocking his fucking lights out.

I could not tell you what the hell happened in that movie. It was a tennis match, then a flashback, then another tennis match, but this time with a pov camera angle. There were some petty fights and reluctant break ups and everything felt so hesitant rather than being a fun bold film like I thought it would be.

Romance sucked. No, seriously, the two love interests seemed better suited for each other (which is how I thought the film would go), but instead they both went for Tashi who seemed to not be into either of them. Art is passive, waiting for Patrick to make first moves, and Patrick was too forceful, not waiting for anyones permission before taking complete control and getting mad when he didn't get his way. It also felt like they were hinting towards this with the way the two kissed each other? I honestly just sat there thinking, 'is this why they kept this in theaters until June?'

Overall, I don't think I would ever watch this movie again, or even recommend it to anybody unless their looking for something with a "rich person with rich person problems" vibes.

[cjsarchive]

Can you write some Sam smut? If you aren't comfortable writing smut, then some Sam fluff? I'd really appreciate it!

So, I’m asexual lol. Because of that, I feel like any smut I write is gonna be pretty bad since I myself don’t experience sexual attraction😭 I wrote this Sam fluff instead and I hope you enjoy it!

Food Fight! Sam x Reader

“Ugh! Can you just let me win one time?!” I shouted in frustration at the tv. Sam laughed as he made it over the finish line in first place. I finished barely in 7th place. “My character won’t do what I tell it to do!”

“Typical, blame the game.” Sam smirked at me.

“One more round.” I pursed my lips in determination. Sam gave me an amused smile,

“Fine. Have fun losing again.” I ignored him and sat upright, my whole focus on Mario Kart.

At the start of the next round, I managed to take the lead at the start. “I’m in the lead!” I cheered.

“Don’t get too excited.” Sam chuckled. My character was hit with a turtle shell and I very quickly went from 1st to 4th place.

“No! Someone hit me!”

“That was me, doofus.” He reached over and briefly ruffled my hair. I growled. The game eventually ended and I finished in 5th place while Sam won 1st again.

“Damn, this is starting to get a little embarrassing.” Sam said teasingly. I playfully pushed him as he fell back on the couch laughing. He sat up, put his arm around my shoulder, and kissed my forehead. I sighed.

“I don't know why I’m so bad at this game.”

“I keep telling ya you gotta drift!”

I chucked and smiled at him, “Whatever,” I set the controller down, finally accepting my defeat after 10 losses in a row. I fanned myself. “All that yelling got me hot,” I thought for a second, “I want ice cream.”

“You wanna make some sundaes?” We bought stuff to make sundaes a few days ago and have yet to make them.

“Yeah, let’s do it!”

We went to the kitchen and got out two big bowls, the ice cream, sprinkles, chocolate syrup, caramel syrup, marshmallow syrup, bananas, cherries, whipped cream, and Sam got some peanut m&ms for his sundae.

“How bout another competition?” I asked Sam. He gave me a smirk and listened, “Whoever can make the tallest sundae in 10 minutes, wins. And it has to be completed, toppings and all.”

“What will I get when I win?” Sam asked with a cocky grin on his face.

I rolled my eyes, “Winner gets to pick the movie we watch while we eat our ice cream. And no powers,” I said sternly, “Deal?” I held out my hand for him to shake.

He smiled his toothy grin and shook my hand, “Deal.” I smiled at him.

I grabbed my phone and set the timer for 10 minutes, “Alright, let’s go!” I started the timer and we both immediately started scooping the ice cream. We had tubs of vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry ice cream. I struggled to scoop the still frozen ice cream. I groaned in frustration, “It's gonna take at least five minutes just to scoop all the ice cream.”

“That must suck.” Sam chuckled. I looked over to see he already had a considerable amount of ice cream in his bowl.

“Hey! I said "no powers!”

Sam laughed at my shocked face, “I’m not using my powers, doofus!” It finally dawned on me that, even without powers, Sam was still way stronger than me. There was no way I would win, but I was still gonna put up a fight.

I grabbed the chocolate syrup and gushed it in his direction. He stepped back and looked down at his shirt in surprise.

I laughed, “Oops! Sorry!” While he was stunned for a moment, I took the opportunity to scoop as much ice cream in my bowl as possible.

“Oh, its like that?” I heard him say. I didn’t get much ice cream in my bowl before I felt something drizzle on my back. I quickly turned around to see Sam holding the caramel syrup. He smiled innocently before it sprayed more and it landed on my cheek. He quickly went back to his sundae. I smiled cheekily as a silly idea came into my mind. As subtle as I could, I grabbed the whipped cream and sprayed a big glob in my hand. “What are you doing, doof-“ as Sam turned around, I shoved the whipped cream in his face. I bent over and held my stomach in laughter as he stood there frozen in shock.

“I know how much you love whipped cream.” I barely said through my laughter. Sam wiped his eyes and he began laughing wildly.

“Oh its on now!” He grabbed two handfuls on ice cream from his bowl and threw them in my direction. I gasped as two big stains appeared on my shirt. I grabbed both the marshmallow and chocolate syrup and fired both at him as he threw more ice cream at me.

Soon enough, we were both covered in ice cream cream and dripping with toppings when the timer went off. Its then when we realised what we were supposed to be doing. Sam and I took a moment to assess the situation. There was no ice cream in our bowls, the kitchen was a mess, and we were a complete mess. I looked back up at Sam and started laughing so hard my stomach started hurting. Sam eventually joined in on my laughter, “Guess we got a bit carried away,” he chuckled. I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. I settled into his arms around me. A blush started to spread across his face before he leaned down and kissed me sweetly on my forehead, then the lips, “So, who won?”

“I say you won. I became a bit of a sore loser,” I smiled sheepishly. He smiled kindly at me and rested his head on my forehead, our foreheads sticking together from the mess. He sighed happily.

“I love you, doofus.” He said softly. I leaned up and kissed him again.

“I love you too, Sam.”

“I mean it. You make me so happy.” We got lost in each other’s eyes for a moment before he took another look around the kitchen then looked back at me.

“Shit, we really fucked this place up,” He sighed, “Alright then, I’ll clean up the kitchen.”

“I’ll go get the shower ready for us,” I kissed him on the nose as his blushed slightly intensified.

[misseviehyde]

REWYND

Rebecca, Courtney and Alice had been friends for years now. The three Mom's met every Tuesday for their book club and to have a bite of lunch. All in their early forties - they still looked good for their ages, even if there was an occasional touch of grey in their hair.

One day as they were sat in the cafe having lunch - Rebecca noticed the poster for the 'Slutty School-Disco club night', encouraging the local students to attend the nightclub in fancy dress as naughty school girls and school boys.

"Imagine being eighteen again and going to something like that?" she giggled.

Courtney had hesitated and smirked, "Well - why not? What if I told you I had an age reversing potion? I haven't dared try it yet - but I did a favour for a friend who is a witch and she gave it to me as a reward. One little sip and it rewinds you back to whatever age you want to be."

Rebecca laughed, "Come off it Courtney. Don't be dumb - that's not possible."

"Oh... it is," smirked Courtney. "Let's try it and go to that disco. We deserve some fun, our husbands and children will never know. We can dress up like naughty schoolgirls and be eighteen year old hotties again."

The three woman looked at each other and nodded. It was agreed.

*********

Nervously looking at each other, the three Mom's each held a glass containing the Rewynd potion. Drinking a long draft they put the glasses down and waited.

"Eughhhh tastes horrid," spat Alice.

"So ummm.. what were you girls like when you were eighteen?" asked Alice nervously.

"Me? Oh... well, I was kind of a bitch," said Courtney. "I thought I was better than other people. It took me years to realise and change my ways."

"Yeah me too," muttered Rebecca. "I was such a bully. I grew out of it eventually."

"Oh," said Alice suddenly unsure. "I got bullied a lot when I was younger. I was a bit overweight and unconfident. I was very studious. It wasn't until my late 20's that I really came into myself."

She looked at the others - but they weren't listening. Instead they were looking down at their bodies and touching themselves with glee.

"Hey look... my boobs are DEFINITELY perkier and my skin is getting younger. It's actually working!"

"That's weird," gasped Courtney as she tossed back her thickening hair and grew younger and younger. "I just forgot how to change a nappy... oh my God this stuff is making our minds rewind too."

The Mom's groaned and gasped in pleasure as they reversed, not just physically but mentally too. Long years of experience were stripped away as they forgot about their forties and thirties and the knowledge they had gained.

"Ooooh yeah - this feels good," giggled Courtney. "Yeahhhh regress my mind... I wanna feel young and bitchy again."

She stretched happily moaning as her skin tightened and her face became bitchier and meaner. Expensive nails shot from her fingers as her face became smoother but crueler looking with cold evil eyes and soft pouting lips.

"Fuck yes, I'd forgotten how I LOVED being a tight young little bitch."

Rebecca was purring to herself too, grabbing her boobs and squeezing with a nasty grin. "All the boys are gonna fucking love these. I can't wait to suck some fucking cock."

The giggling bitches were eighteen again now, regressed into skinny, bad bitches with curves in all the right places. Busts jiggled and asses wiggled as they tore off their boring Mommy clothes and began to dress in the slutty schoolgirl outfits they had chosen before drinking the rewynd.

But the two girls weren't alone. In the corner sobbing uncontrollably was a fat, spotty nervous wreck of a girl. Alice had regressed to her nerdy eighteen year old self and she squeaked in fear as the two bitches... now dressed as slutty schoolgirls backed her into a corner.

All friendship forgotten - the bullies laughed as they towered over their former friend.

"What a fucking loser... eugh she's so fucking ugly."

"Please... no... I..."

Courtney laughed as she pushed Alice hard into the wall and watched her slide down with a groan.

"Hey Courtney, is this fucking rewynd potion like the only way to turn back to our old selves?" called Rebecca from the table.

"Yeah... if we drink it we can turn back to our 40 year old selves."

"How about we pour it down the sink then? I don't EVER wanna go back."

Laughing the two bullies emptied the potion out whilst Alice shrieked in horror.

"Now let's hit the disco and find some hot boys to fuck. We can bully this loser more when we get back."

The two new bitchy besties clopped off. This time their lives were going to be VERY different and Alice was going to hate every minute of it.

[monotonous-minutia]

Work rant. May delete later. Don't feel pressured to read.

I'm ticked off.

As some of you probably know by now, at my job we work with kids who can get physically aggressive towards staff. Pretty much everyone who works here has been hit, kicked, pushed, or bitten, sometimes all of the above. People always ask me how can I handle working here and the weird thing is after a while you just get used to it. We get a ton of training and on the job practice so after a bit you just know what to do and work with it motion by motion.

Even so, it can still be scary and overwhelming.

Now my issue is my boss (who I no longer appreciate or trust for a really involved reason) today got scratched by a kid. She was telling him to put his phone away, he didn't want to and started yelling, she went to radio for backup (we all have walkies on us at all times), he reached for her radio to stop her, and accidentally scratched her with his fingernails, which I know were too long because I talked about it to him earlier.

Obviously that's not fun. I'm sorry it happened to her. But he wasn't trying to hurt her and she kind of acted like he was aggressing towards her maliciously and called a code red so like half the building came running to help her. Immediately after she removed herself from the situation, she grabbed her stuff and went home early.

I don't want to engage in trauma Olympics but the reason this irks me is because a few months ago I was alone in a room with a kid who punched me in the head six times, knocked me over, and started kicking and hitting me while I was lying on the ground. I had to radio for help three times before people started showing up and between my calls I heard them talking like "I can be there if no one else can" or "someone switch out with me and this kid" instead of rushing to my aid when I'm getting pounded by a kid half a head taller than me.

When people finally showed up to help I crawled out of her range and ran to my office to sit down and have a full-on nervous breakdown. Several people checked in on me which was nice and my favorite coworker (the one who left) sat with me for a while and talked me through it. But no one told me I could go home. I had group half an hour later and another one after that and then a meeting. No one said they would cover for me and that I could go take care of myself. I had bruises and a headache that lasted two days. (For all I know I had a concussion but I'm never going to the hospital again so who knows.)

Thing is my boss is a little out of touch I think because she's not in group and with the kids on the front lines constantly working with their escalations. And when she is involved she always has a big reaction. Big reactions are fine, we all still have them. But I've been getting in a lot of trouble for being "disregulated" (there was literally an intervention and other things I won't get into but are the reason I no longer trust my boss because of the way she handled it). So it seems really hypocritical of her to have big reactions and leave work early when a kid scratches her but I'm expected to suck it up when a kid beats the crap out of me. I can't cry at work or express frustrations without people using it against me to say I'm doing a terrible job.

I love the work I do in spite of the risks because I want to help these kids. I used to feel like my coworkers are so supportive and understanding. But now I feel like I can't be myself or ask for help. I'm constantly walking on eggshells waiting for someone to point out all the things I'm doing wrong. And the one person I trusted isn't there anymore. So I go every day into this high stress job with no outlet and no ability to admit when I'm overwhelmed. I suck up my tears and smile and say it's just another day and then go home and kick the wall.

I'm currently looking into different jobs and figuring out what my best options are. I hate leaving the kids and this work but it's so unhealthy for me to be there constantly worried that one more mistake is going to be the end of me.

[rosslynchsslut]

Bella Hadid Who?

Summary: Reader gets new piercings and Matt loves them...

A/N: basically a self insert, cause I just got my nipples pierced. If y'all like this let me know if you want a Chris ver. Love yall!

Warnings: make out sesh, rough sex, P in V, nipple piercings ,mention of body image issues, mattitude!!!!, spanking, etc etc etc., pet names

Driving home from my appointment, I felt butterflies dancing in the pit of my stomach. I just got my nipples pierced, something I've been wanting to do since my junior year of high-school. It hurt a lot less than I thought it would, and I love the way they looked. My only real concern was how my boyfriend, Matt would feel about them. He knew I loved to get piercings and tattoos, but always where he could see usually. These were discreet, but I had an underlying feelings they would be really sexy to him (or maybe it was just wishful thinking).

For the next 5-8 weeks, I only wore super baggy shirts like hoodies, sweatshirts and tees triple my size to avoid my piercings possibly being shown through my shirt (which was another reason why I wanted them though). Matt definetely noticed something was up the third time I denied him for sex, and the fourth time around he confronted me.

"Babe, it's been a week and a half since I've last been inside of you and it's really starting to piss me off." I was in the kitchen making a snack when he brought the topic up. When I shurgged instead of giving him an answer, he groaned and sat on the counter top. "And don't think I haven't noticed the style change." He added, his attitude extremely prominent as he eyed holes in the back of my head.

"What? You don't like it?" I said blandly. I was basically speechless and didn't know how to drop the subject without spoiling the suprise. There was a long, almost awkward silence until Matt spoke up again.

"Kid, are you worried about you gaining weight?" I halted my movements to avoid from laughing because he was extremely off, but he took that as a yes and immediately attached himself to my back. "Baby~ you don't have to worry about that. Y'know I love you, don't you?" He whined, god he was so cute. He began to press open-mouth kisses to my neck and not-so-subtly grinding himself against my ass. He was horny and wanted to assure me of his 'ever-lasting love' so I ended up sucking him off and refused to go any further. I wanted to stay strong and really spring it on him. I also wanted to avoid infection and wait until they were fully healed until he went on licking all over them. And... I guess deep down I was insecure and worried about how he would feel about my decision. What if he really hated them?

2 months sexless is just another word for brutal torture. I was horny all the time and forced to get off on only my own fingers which were never enough after I met Matt. And since he med me, his hand had never been enough for himself. He was bricked up basically every other day if not everyday and I could feel the sexual tension going strong. He had been really abrupt and chaste with me because how many times I turned him down, he eventually stopped asking. This morning, he and his brothers had a meeting and he didn't even kiss me goodbye.

"No kiss, Matty?" The whine that fell from my mouth almost made him come back and kiss my lips. Almost. He shrugged, said 'love you' in a low tone and left our apartment. I almost felt betrayed, pissed off and horny. It was the day. The day where I would wear my tightest, thinnest shirt without and bra. So, I went upstairs and let my fun begin. I did my hair and makeup and oiled up my tattoos so they looked fresh, smiling at myself in the mirror knowing that both would be absolutely ruined by the end of the night. I slipped on a white cami top and Matt's sweatpants and gave myself a finally once over. I looked good, honestly and I had a new confidence with the new piercings added to the collection. I spent the next few hours dancing around the house with music blasting, anticipating Matt's return.

Matt got home pretty late and I had gotten in bed, sure he was probably staying the night with his brothers. He seemed pissed at me anyways. The door swung open and slammed closed and heavy footsteps could be heard walking from the living room to the kitchen and back again. I slowly got out of bed and came downstairs to say hi and hopefully grab his attention with my new addition to my body.

"Hey matty," I said walking into the room and finding him on the couch eyes trained on his phone. He picked his head up and looked at me, and smiled. My piercings from a dark distance looked like nipples I guess and he took away from that it was time to get it on.

"Heyyy, baby." His arms reached for me and I took the offering. I sat on his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck pecking his lips once, twice. "Missed you," Matt mumbled and reattached his lips to mine for a few seconds before kissing around my face. I giggled at the sensation, his small scruff tickling my skin. His lips moved down to my neck, and I just let him tilting my head back allowing him better access. The nips and licks he gave to my neck pulled soft noises from my throat and I ground my hips against his, seeking the friction we both lacked for the past months. His hips bucked up into mine, a groan of "Oh fuck, oh f-fuck" leaving his lips against my neck. Matt griped onto my hips and ground me against his crotch harder both of us whining.

"Matt please just fuck me," I whisper as my head falls back, the friction of his jeans brushing my clit in a delicious way. He scoffs at my request and rolls his hips up causing me to moan again.

"You're fucking pathetic, begging me to fuck you when all you've done is fucking tell me no." He rolls his hips and smirks that I am unable to speak. "You gonna cum by sitting on my lap, baby? Huh?" I nod and grind my hips, because Matt stops his movements. His hand tighten on my hips to stop my actions. A whine falls from my lips and I bury my fave into the crook of Matt's neck.

"Matt, please don't stop. I need you."

A cruel laugh slips out of his pretty pink lips. "Oh you need me?" His hands rub and down my sides lulling me into a false sense of security and comfort. He leans forward and his lips kiss the space behind my ear sending shivers down my spine. I whisper a "please" and I can feel the smirk on his lips. "Oh babe, you'll have to earn it." He takes me off of him and holds my hand tight. Leading me upstairs, I feel a pit in my stomach of pure anticipation. He pulls me into our bedroom and motions me towards the bed, and I sit obediently. "No, no. Turn over, lay on your stomach pretty girl." His voice is dripping in honey and his eyes are so soft so I turn to lay on my stomach, laying my cheek on the soft texture of blanket beneath me. He walks up behind me and runs his warm hands over my ass and up my back repeatedly. I close my eyes and enjoy the touch until he roughly yanks my pants AND .y underwear down to my ankles. I gasp as the air hits my bare ass and Matt hushes me. "Its okay, baby." His hands run over my ass and back again, his hands are warm but he wears a ring on almost every finger and they are cold as ice.

"Matty, your rings are cold babe." I warn him and there it is again. The cruel laugh tearing through his throat.

"M'sorry baby," he whispers before his hand comes down hard across my left ass cheek. The added feeling of his rings give an even more delicious sting and it already feels like too much. But we both love it. He brings his hand down again.

"Ah! Fuck" I cry out in a fine line between pleasure and pain. He sucks air through his teeth and rubs my ass, where I knew there was a large red imprint of his lovely hand.

"I'd continue you're punishment but I miss you so much, pretty girl. Turn over." His voice is less silly sweet, but now demanding. I hesitate and he grabs my wrist and flips me over immediately. "What did so fucking say?" He's not yelling (because he knows I hate that) but his voice has a sharp edge, deadly and shouldn't be played with.

"M'sorry, Daddy." I whisper. He moves his face closer to mine and I study him. Pupils blown wide with lust, the blue is nearly gone. His lips pink and wet, cheeks hot and burning and jaw ticking with annoyance.

"Fuck yeah you are, pretty girl." He presses his mouth against mine and is immediately dominating the kiss with tongue and teeth. His lovely hands wander up and down my body, squeezing my thighs and sneaking up the thin material of my shirt to toy with my boobs. His actions fall to a painful stop, and I wince mentally. Fuck. He's breathing heavily into my mouth and his hands are stuck on my breasts, unmoving. Matt completely detached himself from me and sits back on his heels as he demands me to take off my shirt. I slowly peel my shirt over my head, body but ing and hands shaking. Fuck fuck fuck. I watch Matt's mouth open to an 'O' shape as his blue eyes scan the expanse of my chest. And he does the unexpected, his dark eyes look up at me and he attaches himself to my left breast, hand fleeing to my right to massage it. A loud moan slips past my lips and I throw my head back.

"Ahh, fuck-" I cut myself off with a whine as I feel his teeth nibble at my bud and the metal pierced through it. He release his mouth with a pop and smirks at me.

"I like these, baby." He whispers, fingers toying with my piercings lightly tugging. I mumbled a good and he pushes me back onto the mattress. He slowly but surely kisses his way up from my navel to my face colliding our lips in a other lustful kiss. He moaned into my mouth when I brought my hand down to touch his clothed dick scratching over it lightly.

"Take these off, M. I need you," my voice dripped in arousal to match my sopping core. I gave him my best 'fuck me' eyes as he removed the confines of his dick and I removed my skimpy panties. I laid with my legs spread, propped on my elbows my dripping pussy on full display for him.

"God look at you spread open for me like the best girl." He leans down to press a kiss to my womanhood and I arch my back and release a dirty moan. "Fuck,my good girl." Matt mumbles as he licks a stripe up my pussy and nips at my clit. I throw my head back as Matt continues to tease my entrance with his pretty pink tongue. As much as I enjoy the foreplay, I really NEED Matt and his beautiful dick. He needs to be 6 feet inside. I kick his shoulder and he stops and glances up arms with a small pout on his face.

"Just fuck me Matt," I say before adding teasing words, "Or did you forget how to,baby?" Added the right amount of fuel to his fire, he licks my pussy one final time and crawls up to kiss my lips so I can taste myself on him. I moan into his mouth, encouraging him to keep going. Just fuck me already! Matt pulls away from my mouth to look down at where our two bodies will meet. He pumps himself a couple times and his pink tip is at my drooling hole. "Put it innnn" I cry out as his rubs himself up and down my pussy. He smiles at my impatience which would usually lead to terrible consequences for me but he needs this too much. Like me. So he slides in finally, pornographic and breathy moans leaving both of us. He pauses, halfway in as I unintentionally flutter around him. Its too good, and its been too long. He buddies his face in the side of my neck and bottoms out. Finally I'm full of his lovely cock. He's panting into my neck and I'm moaning at the feeling of his cock already so deep in me. "Move, Matty. Please." It came out as the quietest whisper but he heard me and he pulled his hips back.tip barely even in me before slamming full into me again. We both cry loudly in unison at this almost foreign and forgotten feeling.

"Fuck, baby, fuck fuck fuck fuck," Matt's practically screaming as he drills his cock deep into me, brushing my cervix in the best way. I wrap my legs around his to feel him deeper. "Yes," he pants out

"Baby, fuck harder please please please AHH F-FUCK!" I'm barely able to get the request out before Matt has me on my knees, fucking into me doggy style hitting an unbelievably good spot inside of my spongy walls. Matt has a white-knuckle grip on the headboard and his other arms comes around to play with my nipples. I throw my head back against his shoulder, mouth open and practically drooling over his dick fucking me so well.

"God, baby, I'm close. Mmmm, fuuuuuck I'm close. I wanna cu.." His words trail into a whine as I squeeze around him sucking him in as I slam my hips back onto him. I was already close too, but I wanted him to come first. I tore my body away from my boyfriends and whisper into his ear

"Lemme ride you daddy." Hit is moan was boarding porn star as he laid on his back and reached out for me. It was my turn to grab onto the headboard as I sunk impaling myself onto his big, hard, veiny dick that was soaked in our arousals. We both threw our heads back as I began to grind myself on his dick and then I began to bounce ANF I almost blacked out at the feeling. "Oooh fu- Oh Matty" I cried bouncing faster and faster chasing both of our releases. His eyes were trained on how my tits moved above him, metal glistening in the nipples he loved so much.

"You're so sexy, Y/N/N, baby I'm gonna cum fu-fuck I'm gonna cum so ha-baby!" Mat couldn't get a straight sentence out as I began to squeeze onto slamming myself down hard and faster. His hands flew to my head and gripped onto my hair. "Fucck, oh god please please" he whisper incoherently hips bucking up and eyes rolling back "Oh fucking goooood, babe AH Ah AHh AHH Fuck!" He cried out, releasing his warm seed into my pussy triggering my own release. I threw my head back and moaned, the sinful sound ringing in Matts ears as he panted hard, whining from the overestimulation from his girlfriend still bouncing on his soft cock. One last moan from me and I lay myself down on his chest lifting my hips. Matt's cock fell from my sore pussy. He turned his head to me and smiled and I repaid the smile. He pinched my nipple and smiles. "Definitely worth it." He laughs out breathlessly.

"Good," I smile and leave a kiss on his lips before standing on shaky legs. "We need to clean up." I sigh and he's reattached to me hugging me tight from behind, already hardening cock poking me from behind.

"Lets go, I wanna see how those pretty pierced tits looks wet."

[magiczoeygoinginsane]

Aloe Vera

cw: dubious consent (rape), blood and drug use, dead dove, do not eat

this is not smut, this is an outlet to explore my own trauma

I kept asking myself why this place was so dark. It’s a party, are party’s supposed to be this dark? Maybe it makes it more mysterious,but i could still see random things around me, like furniture, people, the colorful, yet dim lights spread across the house, that wasn’t the only thing bothering me if i’m being honest

this music’s way too fucking loud 

yeah…that was bothering me too 

i could tell someone sat next to me on the couch to say that but i couldn’t quite tell who, I just saw her silhouette 

yeah…i’m so drunk….

that was the moment i realized the voice should’ve already clued me in, It was Jesse, from highschool “oh wow…remember highschool? God i hated highschool…I mean i still hate college but i can at least say things got better since i-” 

oh my God Alice…say something

i realized i was just monologuing in my head and panicked

oh- hi…sorry about that

you’re fine~

she giggled, and i was left to find something to talk about and keep the conversation going

uhhh…the people here…are kind of- 

i’m sorry, i know you don’t like parties

wha- 

i can tell you’re winging it, it’s alright

i felt terrible about it, i still wanted to be there, i didn’t want to disappoint Jesse, i shouldn’t disappoint Jesse 

no, i’m fine, this is a lot of fun

you’re…you’re sweating, Alice

oh shit! Wait, am I? 

yeah, you’re sweating, and you’re doing that thing with your hand you do when you’re anxious

I was really panicking by now, “she’s onto me, what if she has to leave because of me? Maybe I could just leave and she’d be fine on her own”

 hey! hey! it’s ok

she said, in the softest voice i could imagine coming out of her mouth 

this party sucks anyways, it’s cool 

she downed the cup she was holding in one go and threw it on the ground

i’m thinking of getting away from this party for a little bit too, do you wanna come with?

I hesitated a little but I agreed. She suddenly took me by the hand to led me across the house “wait,that’s a girl thing right? girls…do that…or like…things like that- i don’t know- oh my God i’m a girl! I love being a girl” she opened the door to a bedroom and gestured for me to walk in first

Oh! Thank you

Yeah, you’re welcome 

i walked in and looked around the room, the lights were off, i tried to turn them on but they were just as dim as any of the lights in that party.I noticed a few streaks of light, and realized there was a window being covered with some really cheap blinds, that left little gaps of light into the room. I was walking around the room while Alice closed the door,making the room even darker, that made me notice how dusty the air felt, it was extremely dry, irritating my nose a little, and that’s when i realized the room reeked of weed 

what the fuck?! 

she started uncontrollably laughing, every now and then stopping to catch a breath and start talking again

y’know- y’know when i said…haha….y’know when i said i was high?

we stared at each other in silence for a little bit

fuck! I mean drunk, I said I was drunk, not high! But I'm actually high!

the realization came over me and I bursted in laughter as well

did you get high in their bedroom?! 

fuck yeah i did! 

oh my God

our laughing became slower overtime and i sat down on the bed, looking down as i really took in what she just did

oh, that’s terrible…

I know…

she sat beside me and stared at me 

I need to get higher…

she grabbed an already rolled up joint from her pocket

What the fuck?! Don't! Also why did you just have that already rolled up?

I was saving it for you…Do you want it instead? 

No! We don't need any more smoke in this room 

she suddenly got up and lifted the blinds for a few seconds to throw the joint out the window, I would have said something but she already threw it so I figured there was no point.

She sat down by my side on the bed again and stared at me for a few seconds

We've known each other since…

First year of highschool I'm pretty sure-

Yeah we should've already had sex by now

My eyes suddenly bulged and I stopped looking at the floor to look back at her to make sure she was aware of what she just said

Yeah, you're cute enough we should've had sex by now…do you want to? 

Suddenly she wanted me to speak after dropping such a bomb of a sentence, I felt dazed, but also pressured to make a decision as quickly as possible

Sure!

Nice! Let's do it then 

Wait, don't we need to like, do something first? Like uhhhh…lubricant! Yeah we need lubricant…and I need to clean out or something

Yeah…ok I think I saw some aloe vera on the other side of the street, that works for lubricant, as for cleaning out…it's not really mandatory…? So I'll go get the plant and you can try to figure some way to clean out if you want 

she opened and closed the door as fast as she could so the smell of weed stayed inside, though she didn't really take any other precautions to make sure that it would.

I looked around the room, maybe if the room had a bathroom I could do something, but there wasn't, and I didn't want to leave the room because I was scared someone would see me leaving and start asking questions "yeah it's fine, I can just stay here, I don't need to clean out, she said it wasn't mandatory so it probably isn't- I mean she probably knows more about this than I do"

Suddenly she was back, she opened and closed the door as quickly as she had last time, but now, she had a piece of a plant in her hand, it looked like it was bleeding some green liquid from where she had ripped it

You know what aloe vera is right? 

Y-yeah

I sort of knew, I never heard of the plant but I assumed it was what she was holding, and that I would use that green liquid as a lubricant.

She gave me the plant and started taking off her clothes, without even a hint of teasing, way too quickly for me to process, so before I even took In the sight of her small beautiful breasts, her larger cock was already visible as well.

I quickly jumped off the bed to take off my own clothes and reciprocate her initiative, clumsily getting my neck stuck in my shirt and shaking in embarrassment to show my breasts and my penis which was clearly smaller.

She looked at me with a sort of thousand yard stare, I was scared of what she'd think of my body but I couldn't tell what she was thinking until she spoke again, but she didn't, instead she slowly walked towards me and pressed her dry lips against my mouth, giving me a taste of what she'd been smoking for the past hour.

She interrupted the kiss to push me onto the bed 

Now turn around

she said, suddenly sounding so much more sober and in control, I did as she said and she suddenly dropped her entire body on me, shaking the bed and making me shriek for a second from the sudden pain on my back.As she heard my shriek she suddenly stuck her fingers in my mouth

shhhh, nobody knows we’re here

her fingers tasted awful, they were the most bitter taste I had ever felt, I was disgusted. 

Suddenly I couldn't focus on how my mouth felt as the dry atmosphere that I felt before started being remedied by her spreading the green liquid on my entrance, it was equally disgusting, it felt cold and slimy, but she wouldn't stop spreading it, before spreading it on her own cock 

Oh! Wait…do you like fingers in your mouth? I just sort of assumed

she took the fingers out to give me room to speak

Uhhh…yeah…ok

i didn't know why I said that when I did, I realize now that, even though it didn't feel good, I wanted it to feel good so bad, I just had to keep going, maybe I'd enjoy it eventually, so she put those disgusting fingers in my mouth once again, the taste was repugnant and so was the dry texture, but i didn’t say a thing.

Then without any warning, she entered me, and all I felt was pain, but I couldn't yell, I could tell that even if her fingers weren't in my mouth i wouldn't have protested, this needed to feel good

I felt my eyes water as she explored my insides, sometimes coming close to pleasure but only leading to more pain, as she kept moving back and forth I could feel her fingers imitating the same movement inside my mouth, sometimes making me gag, causing my eyes to water even more, slightly irritated from the dry air in the room.

Suddenly she made me gag again “am I about to puke?” I asked myself as i felt this weird taste crawling up my throat, giving me another awful sensation to fixate on.

you’re so tight…

“This was supposed to feel good, I want it to feel good, she’s feeling good, maybe…am i doing something wrong?” I thought to myself before seeing a single red droplet fall on the bed. My nose was bleeding, I could taste the blood on her fingers, and instead of saying anything, I drank It, I let it drop on the bed, staining It just as much as it had stained my face.

For a few minutes this went on, and i felt lost in this sensory nightmare, i kept asking myself why i didn’t stop it, we weren’t even done and i regretted it, if i just told her i didn’t like it, it would be over, but it wasn’t my body anymore

I’m so close!

She yelled as she pumped it inside of me once more, I felt her liquid come out and mix itself with the lubricant, making me realize she didn’t even wear a condom. she pulled out and laid beside me on the bed, giggling to herself

oh my God, what a mess 

I stared at her, realizing the blood on my face had dried, leaving a sticky crystal layer in between my mouth and my nostrils

yeah, we should clean up 

She said in between her heavy breathing before getting up and slowly walking to the door.

i’ll go to the bathroom and get some tissues

She put her hands on the doorknob, before opening it she heard knocks on the door and jumped back

oh fuck!

Who's there?! Why'd you lock the door?! It’s my mom’s room man come on!

He kept banging on the door as Jesse quickly ran towards the window and opened it to climb the frame and jump off of it to the outside.

I kept staring at the door, trying to understand what had just happened, my childhood friend just climbed out of a window after all that she had done to me, and i had no choice but to follow her, so i dragged myself out of the bed, feeling the weird liquid stain my pants as i put them back on and climbed out of the window to meet with Jesse, who grabbed my hand again and guided me to her car so we could hide.

I sat in the passenger seat and looked up, still shaken. 

Oh my God! That was insane right?!

She said as she turned on her car and looked at me expecting a reaction

Like, in a cool way y’know? Oh my God!

She started driving away and i felt like i had to finally say something

It was my first time Jesse 

I immediately felt tears coming, i wasn’t crying, i felt the same as i was feeling before, but my throat was now closing in and my eyes were red 

Really?! You’re so lucky! First time with a childhood friend is some highschool musical kind of thing

Take me home…Please… 

Right, it’s on the way to my house, we should do this again sometime 

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[final-girl96]

STOLEN HEARTS CHAPTER NINE

May 14, 1984

"What happened to not going to prom? "Especially not with fucking Eddie." I rolled my eyes at my dad trying to impersonate me. "I don't sound like that. And he asked me yesterday. He made it sound fun." I shrugged trying to hide the smile that wanted to creep up on my face.

"Fun? What kind of fun?" He asked and I think maybe he stopped breathing. "He's going to take me to a cheap motel and pop my cherry… are you okay? You're turning red." His shoulders were stiff and his eyes bore into me. "Oh! Oh, my god, dad! Calm down…I was joking!" I burst out into laughter. "He just mentioned going for like an hour to some chaos between the popular assholes. Then go get burgers and shakes."

"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I smiled, "Love you!" I said, hugging him and kissing his cheek before running off upstairs to finish getting ready for school. When I came back down he was still standing in the same spot. "Am I driving myself or are you going to take me like you said you were going to for the rest of the year?" He slowly nodded his head. "Yup.

I'd like to say the day went by like any other day. But it wasn't. I was asked to prom by at least three other guys and that was before lunch. I was about to walk into the cafeteria until I saw two more sitting at the table I alway sit at. Flowers in hand and glaring at each other. Now while most girls would love this kind of attention, I hated it. And it only made it worse because they wouldn't be asking if they didn't know who my dad was.

I opted for the library instead. I walked in, waved at Mrs. Walter, and headed to the very back and hid in my little corner. I couldn't wait for the day to be over. I was only there for ten minutes when the chair across from me was pulled out and someone sat in front of me. "So, it looks like you've got quite a fan base." I looked up at the dark curly haired boy and rolled my eyes.

"The only reason they even asked is because they now know my dad's some big deal. They wouldn't have asked otherwise," I said. "Well, for the record, I liked you before I knew who your dad was. I mean you annoyed me and still do sometimes. And it is fucking awesome that your dad is…" he stopped talking at zee the look on my face.

"Sorry. Not the point. The light is I'd like it if you'd give me a second chance. Go to the prom with me. I saw Misty Everton sucking Julian Shulman face off behind the bleachers yesterday. Girl really knows how to get around." He reached across the table and grabbed my hand and it felt like a shock of electricity went through me. "What do you say? Go to the prom, mess some shit up, get the fuck out of there and then go grab some burgers and shakes."

"I don't know. I mean I have so many options to pick from and…" I could keep myself from laughing at the look on his face. "Joking. I'll go with you…but!" I cut him off before he could even think about saying anything. "But, if you're more than five minutes late I will never speak to you again." He nodded his head rapidly with a huge smile on his face. "I'll be there on time. I promise!" He got up and ran off, making Mrs. Walter yell at him for running and being too loud.

It was a struggle but I was able to avoid people for the rest of the dad and rushed outside as soon as school let out. Dad was out there talking to Eddie as he waited for me. "Hey…" they both looked at me, Eddie looked like he was about to shit himself. "Are you okay?" I asked him and he slowly nodded his head. I looked over at my dad and he just shrugged.

"Oh. My god, Mr. Hexley, hi! I'm Misty, a good friend of your daughters." Me and Eddie snapped our heads to look behind us to see Misty walking up to my dad with her hand held out. "You actually went to school with my dad, Phil Everton." Dad looked at her hand but didn't shake it. "Yes. I know who you are. I also know that you're not friends with my daughter. Now if you'll excuse us. Come on, little viper. Time to go shopping!" He walked over to the driver side and got in.

Misty looked like she was just slapped in the face with how he regarded her. Eddie and I laughed and he opened the door for me. "I'll see you tomorrow at lunch?" I nodded and got in the car. Once the door was closed and I was buckled dad took off out of the school parking lot.

"Looks like we're going into the city and getting you a dress and whatever else you need and want. Seeing as you're going to prom with Eddie. Maybe a chastity belt too," he said. I groaned, and hit my head on the headrest behind me. "Dad! Oh. My god, stop! I'm not going to have sex with Eddie!"

We ended up going to Indianapolis to The Fashion Mall at Keystone and spent time looking for a dress, shoes, and anything else that I needed until the mall was about to close. "Well, that was fun. Not surprising that you didn't go flashy and colorful. Weird you didn't go with heels but not surprising. I'll call up Cindy and see if she can fly out here and do your hair for ya for Saturday." I smiled and we walked into the house. "Thanks, dad. But I think I'll just do something simple."

If I was being honest, I was kind of excited to go to prom. Sure it was just some stupid dance but at least it'll be a memory I can share with my own kids one day, if I decide I want any. The only thing I was worried about was if Eddie would actually show up or not. The little voice in the back of my head was putting doubts in my head.

What if he doesn't show up? What if this is all some cruel joke? What if he meets some girl again and forgets about me? Or what if he changes his mind and decides to take someone else? It was all just a bunch of what ifs and the worst thing I could think about always follows that what if.

[perfectionisanightmare]

Handsy Movie Night

!Not my picture!

If you are under 18 years old, then please don't read the fic below. If you are uncomfortable with any of the named topics, then stop reading

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Warnings: EvanXFemaleReader, Smut, Fingering, Edging, Praise. 

Word Count: 974

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It had been a long day and you were finally cuddling with your boyfriend while watching A Man Who Cried. Evan wasn't really into the movie, so his thoughts kept drifting elsewhere. You mostly picked the movie because you had a major crush on Johnny Depp but you were actually starting to find the movie interesting. 

You were laying on a mattress on the floor that you had out for movie nights. You had snacks, candlelight and a lot of soft pillows and fuzzy blankets. Evan looked at your face expressions instead of the movie. 

“Babe stop looking at me, this is an important scene! The bastard just snitched on her to the Nazis!” You said to your boyfriend. He removed his gaze from you to the big tv on the wall. He didn’t really focus, so he just kept gently stroking your arm while giving you soft pecks on the top of your head. 

Evan sat up and put himself behind you, so you sat between his legs with your back to his broad chest. After you had been sitting like this for a while Evan moved slightly. You could feel something poking your back and instantly knew Evan was worked up. 

“Sit still baby” was all he said before you felt his hand go down your body. He gracefully moved his hand over your shoulder, past your breast, down your tummy and it landed by your panties, cupping your core. He spread your legs as far as they could and stroked your inner thigh. He noticed your hardening nipples and his mouth watered while his mind clouded with lust. 

“Evan I actually wanna see the movie, can you wait?” You asked him. He put his mouth right by your ear and quietly said “Just watch your movie honey, I’ll just entertain myself a bit”.

You rolled your eyes and didn’t think about it further. His hand creeped up to your core again and started touching your bundle of nerves with a feather light touch. It felt really good and a small moan escaped your mouth. This makes Evan push down against you harder. He can feel that your wetness is starting to seep through the fabric between your core and his fingers. 

“Do you like my hand baby? Or is it Johnny Depp you are soaking for?” He said teasingly. Your breath was ragged and you tried answering him between breaths. “It’s you Evan, I- I love your hands, fuck”. Evan had a satisfied smile on his face. He put his hand down your panties and dipped two of his fingers into your wetness. He pulled his fingers out and you saw how you had covered them with your juices. Evan sucked them clean and moaned against them. “You always taste so sweet princess”. The comment made your cheeks blush. 

He put his fingers down to your core again “Now baby, I’m gonna have my fun with your sweet pussy and you’re gonna watch the movie. If you close your eyes or stop paying attention I will stop, okay?”  You agreed and followed Evans orders by removing your panties. Then the torture began. 

Evan had your legs spread and kept them separate with his own legs. You couldn’t put your legs together and you were completely at his mercy. He circled your pussy for a while, not touching you where you wanted him the most. Your eyes were focussed intensively on the tv-screen. 

He spread your lips and spread your slickness all over your core. He stimulated your clit and it was driving you mad. It felt so good and all you wanted to do was to lay back and drown in the pleasure but here you were, putting all your focus on the movie, so you wouldn't disobey Evan’s orders. 

You kept getting closer and closer to your climax and you were practically humping his hand now. “So good baby, come on I can feel you are getting close”. With all your power you locked eyes with the screen and chased your climax. When you were at the edge Evan stopped and all the pleasure flew away. You closed your eyes, laid back and groaned frustratingly. 

Evan’s other hand grabs your chin and makes you face the tv. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, better watch the tv Y/N otherwise you will not get to come tonight”. He started touching your sensitive nub again and it was harder to keep your eyes open but you managed. He let go of your chin and started fingering you with that hand. You were in heaven. 

When the fingers are soaked in you, he pulls them out and puts them in your mouth, so you could clean them up. You loved sucking on his fingers. You loved everything about that man's beautiful hands. “Yees, clean up my fingers. Taste how sweet you taste”. 

His hand goes down again and starts fingering you again. He has worked on you for about 35 minutes and your mind is turning to mush. He has you on the edge again and this time he doesn’t stop. You are giving your everything to watch the tv and you can feel Evans warm chuckle against your ear. He loves seeing you struggle like this while you're moaning. Your moans and groans sound like the sweetest music to his ears. You are tightening around his fingers and your whole body is tensing up. 

“Cum on my fingers baby. Fuuck, you are so tight, cum for me”. You are seeing stars and Evan keeps working on you till you are over your orgasm. When you gain brainpower you noticed how wet your thighs are. You squirted. “You are so goddamn gorgeous honey, that was so hot. You did such a good job”. Evan kept complimenting you while he kissed you all over your face.

[thessalian]

Thess vs Personal Relationships

Not mine. Mine are pretty okay. I mean, having to call my D&D session tonight sucks, but I am absolutely fragged and if I am going to do something fun, it needs to be something I can take a break from when necessary. Thus, a return to the Forbidden West. Having reassured myself that I wasn't going to have to deal with anything strenuous after returning DEMETER to GAIA the way I did when I returned the first GAIA kernel I found, I figured noodling around gathering campfires and things - not to mention getting that out of the way - would be a fun thing that also wouldn't be too costly spoon-wise. Also because I can take a damn break when I need to in a video game.

Right. I wanted that drone. Off I go.

Climbing climbing climbiiiiiiiiing...

Oh. Thought I could get it from here, and I might be able to get it from here, but over there is a lot more sure.

More climbing climbing climbiiiiiiiing...

And I got it first time! YAY!

Right. There's a shelter and a black box over there, so I'll get that--

Another Cauldron, huh? Well, that's for when I'm way less exhausted, probably.

Right. I've got one more black box to go. Where does my interactive map say that last one is?

...Exactly where I need to be for next stage of finding AETHER. That's convenient.

But first ... nothing like taking out a rebel camp to do some Zen.

Oh. Frostclaws in the way. Could be worse. POONK.

...Wait. It made a really weird noise and did very little damage. What the fuck?!?

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK--

There. Finally. Now what--?!? Oh. Oh I was using tear arrows, not my regular arrows. That explains a few things. Oh well. I have bits, anyway.

Right. Not quite close enough to scan that machine, but I think I can get that guy from here. POONK.

Okay, I can get a little closer aaaaaaaaaaaaand...

.........They have a Fireclaw?

...............They have an Apex Fireclaw?!?

Well. I have distance and stealth grass. So I win, motherfucker. POONK.

...That Fireclaw. Just. Exploded. And I therefore win at everything.

Good! Yes! Go check on why your Fireclaw just exploded. So I will pick you off one by one. Poonk. Poonk. POONK.

......I ... just cleared the entire camp before the quest ticked past "Go to the Rebel Camp". I was that far away and I got everybody. Damn I'm good.

There are Scorchers over there. I'll get a few of those. POONK.

Okay, no, seriously. Lemme go hand over DEMETER.

Oh, gods, Erend, why did you bring a Machine Strike board into this place? I have been avoiding that stupid mini-game for, like, weeks.

Here you go, GAIA. DEMETER? Welcome home.

Oh. Hi, Varl. Yeah, sure, I'll go down and talk to Beta. Just--

Wait. What's that door?

Yeah, hang on a sec; lemme just see what's behind this vent.

Huh. More bits of the facility powered up. Great! Now, hi, Beta.

No. No, Aloy, no. Give her five minutes to talk about her favourite holoshow. Please? C'mon. Beta needs to know that someone cares about her for her; can you not see this?!?

...No, you really can't, can you. You don't want to because the first person who ever did that for you is dead. And you don't understand why this person who is another version of Elizabet Sobek - another version of you - can be this much of a meebling mess. No one ever taught you nature vs nurture.

That's the thing that annoys me, and makes me understand both Aloy and Beta even as I want to shake them both. If they just sat down and talked about something other than the end of the world for five minutes, they could be of such help to each other in terms of their emotional scars. Both had exactly one person who seemed like they cared; both lost that person. More to the point, both blame themselves for that loss. Rost died for Aloy; she blames herself for that. Beta literally said, "I don't know what I did wrong" when she talked about Tilda refusing to speak to her anymore, so that's self-evident. They could easily build each other up, fit their broken edges together, but ... instead those sharp broken edges are ripping into each other.

Thank you for at least trying to get Aloy to start opening up to people, Varl. You're one of the good ones.

Right. No locked-in main quest bits? No? Good. Now I can stop at the nearest campfire, take a break, and maybe clear some more rebel bases or something later, if I have the spoons--

Oh. Rumour lady has a green exclamation mark. Let's see-- Oh. Oh, that could be an issue. Gets me to a settlement later, anyway. I have so much vendor trash...

Yeah. So now it's going to be bath, food, and then see how I feel. One thing, though - I did even have lunch today! I mean, it was salad and a couple of slices of salami on corn thins, but it was actual food! I'm trying to take care of myself, y'see. I ... guess I do kind of wish that there was someone around to take care of me, but I can balance "taking care of myself" with "too much effort will be counterproductive".

(Also I may have repotted like half my plants. My plant babies deserved my spoons, okay?)