#pillow princess tara

[marvelfilth]

thanks for listening anyway

let’s go back to you

can you please do pillow princess tara hc

-🧞‍♀️

I know there's two meanings to this term so I went with the one closest to Tara imo

NSFW

You know how some people are ashamed of being called a pillow princess? Not Tara. She's proud of the relationship you've built and the trust it took to strengthen it.

You came into her life when she was in a dark place, bringing her inner peace and allowing her to just relax.

Early in your relationship she felt inadequate whenever she fell asleep right after you've made her come countless times, waking up with guilt heavy on her chest, but she just couldn't bring herself to touch you, to make you feel good without you telling her exactly what to do.

You caught on quick, reassuring the smaller girl and moving at her pace. Eventually, you figured out what works best for you two.

You give and she takes.

She takes everything. She never hesitates, completely trusting you.

She looks at you like you've hung the stars.

She loves to be pampered, but she has trouble asking for attention, so she drops subtle hints, hoping you'll catch on.

She still acts like a brat sometimes, hiding her moans, pretending she's not enjoying the way you possessively grab her throat. At times like these you make her come again and again and again until she passes out in a mess of come, tears and spit.

She takes great pleasure in getting you wound up. She'd teasingly brush past you or walk out of the shower completely naked, just to see your knuckles whitening with tension. She can get you wet in no time, only to backtrack, because she never knows what to do next without you guiding her.

Honestly, she just wants to get fucked out of her mind.

Sometimes, when she's desperate enough, she climbs on your lap while you're working and gets off on your thigh all by herself. You make sure to show her how good she's been, your favorite strap buried in her tight hole.

She has scars, a lot of them, so when you take your time showing how perfect she is, how beautiful her body is, it makes her forget about her insecurities.

And while she prefers recieving, she loves it when you tell her how to please you, when you take hold of her hands and guide them, when you nudge her face in the right direction.

[mollspeak]

why are willow and tara basically wearing princess dresses in once more, with feeling? seriously, i'm asking

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Tara being a lesbian in denial and going to you for sex when she drinks because it's easier to blame it on the alcohol that admitting to herself that she's gay. Bonus points if she still dates chad (sorry chad ily)

Lightly inspired by Pretty Girls by miss Reneé Rapp

Warnings: 18+, smut, cheating, lesbian sex (should I be more precise?)

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By being openly out, straight girls were more inclined to experiment with you after a couple drinks. It was a blessing and also a curse. You were flattered that they picked you to flirt with, to experience with, but you knew the ending. You could predict it by now.

These girls were either a closeted gay in a way that they didn’t understand or they were just kind of using you as a little prop. In both cases, it sucked. And it hurt. Most of them even have a boyfriend, who they returned to in the morning. 

So you started to turn them down, spotting the straight girls from a mile away, but there was something about Tara that made you unable to turn her down. 

‘’Does Chad touch you like I do?’’ you asked with your hand between her thighs, toying with her clit as you were kissing on your bed. 

Tara was whining underneath your touch, her legs subconsciously opening wider. Her jeans and panties were off and discarded, leaving her in her pink sweater. She was so pretty. So responsive and needy, laying there like the perfect pillow princess. They were often getting shit for doing nothing in bed, but you didn’t mind. 

You moved your hand down, feeling the wetness that had gathered there. ‘’Mmh, you’re so wet, baby. Is that why you keep coming back to me? Because no one can make you feel good the way I do?’’ you asked as you moved closer, positioning yourself so you could grind your own pussy against her, your wet folds rubbing together, creating a delicious friction.

Tara let out little gasps and moans of pleasure, pushing her hips against you, desperate for more contact.. Her boyfriend, Chad, was well endowed, but he couldn’t get her off better than you. ‘’You’re my favorite,’’ she whispered, her eyes fluttering shut as your clit pressed against hers. 

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[forthewomenonly]

You Belong to Me

Warnings: NSFW, smut, Sam Carpenter x reader, Sam Carpenter x Fem Reader (implied, no pronouns used), choking, semi exhibitionism, fingering (R receiving), oral (R receiving) , Top!Sam, jealous Sam, R’s really a pillow princess in this one (Sam gets nothing)  a/n: Lowkey hated on Ethan this entire fic sorry guys. Made him sound like a bitchy pervert...he is.

Sam was jealous. This isn’t a surprise Sam is always jealous, but she’s seething watching him shamelessly flirt with you in the comfort of her own home. Him being Ethan Landry. Sam hates Ethan Landry and his feigned innocence, she sees the way he looks at you. Of course she sees it, Sam looks at you the exact same way. He’s not the innocent virgin angel he claims to be, and the thought of him thinking of you in anyway other than platonically makes Sam feel violently nauseous. Ethan comes over twice a week to study with Tara, meaning that twice a week he gets to see you. How could he be so blind? Obviously you were Sam’s, everyone knew that. Yet it doesn’t stop him from throwing an arm over your shoulder, or complimenting your outfits in ways that are far too descriptive to be seen as friendly. Sam wants Ethan out of her home, and she briefly considers asking Tara if they would relocate their study sessions elsewhere. She quickly dismisses that thought as she realizes she doesn’t want her baby sister anywhere alone with that perv. She narrows her eyes, grimacing as she notices Ethan lean over and whisper something in your ear. The fit of giggles that you erupt into is more than enough to soften her gaze. But how dare he. How dare he make you laugh like that, that was Sam’s job. You aren’t Ethan’s. You belong to her. You belong to Sam. She grips the kitchen counter tightly, knuckles turning white and her hand veins bulging. Sam’s huffy and irritant, counting down the seconds until Ethan leaves her apartment. Her ears perk up as she hears Ethan finally begin to pack up his belongings, she walks up to the front door in long strides, opening the door to speed up the process of his departure. After hugging you for much longer than necessary he meets the angry Carpenter at the door. “Bye Sam!” he waves. Sam grumbles some distasteful words under her breath in annoyance. Not that he could hear her anyways as she slammed the door in his face the second he stepped out of the apartment.   --- The next time Ethan comes over, Sam is prepared. He doesn’t get a chance to say hello to either of you as Sam drags you into your shared bedroom the very moment Ethan walks in. You laugh as she shuts the room door in haste turning to face you. “What’s got you all riled up today” you say playfully poking at her chest. “You.” She growls. Your teasing grin wiped off your face instantly. Sam lunges forward capturing your lips in a heated kiss, moving downwards to kiss and suck at your throat. She all but tears your clothes off leaving you naked in front of her. “Sam- slow down.” you gasp out. You’re unsure of what has her so excited at the moment but you welcome the lustful attention, reaching your hands down to the hem of her shirt, lifting it over her head. You stop briefly taking a moment to gawk at Sam’s shirtless body. God she looks so hot. Her arm muscles are so defined and her forearm veins are so attractively visible, blood pulsing through her hand and arm veins from how hard she’s gripping your hips. She removes herself from you, settling down on the bed and propping herself up on her elbows. Immediately you follow her to the bed climbing on her stomach. Sam inhales sharply when she feels your wet cunt against her skin. Placing your hands on her chest, you rock yourself against the ridges of her abs. You let out a loud moan rolling your hips faster against her, Sam’s hands guide your hips in a steady rhythm. She flexes her abdomen and quickens pace making your body shudder, your moans increasing in volume. Usually Sam would have slapped her hand over your mouth by now to keep you quiet, but when you look down at her she just smirks at you, moving your hips faster against her. “Sam I c-can’t” you whine out desperately. The corners of her lips quirk up into a smile and she flips you onto your back. Sam knew that you wouldn’t be able to cum just from grinding on her stomach, you needed her help. You always do. You need Sam to make you cum, not Ethan, not anyone else. Sam. She prides herself in the fact that you’re no longer able to get yourself off properly. You can’t make yourself cum anymore, your own fingers incomparable to Sam’s fingers, tongue, or strap. Moving her hand down, Sam harshly presses her thumb against your puffy clit and you cry out loudly. Since she has decided against quieting you, you reach your hand up to cover your mouth yourself as Sam continues playing with your sensitive bundle of nerves. She can see you biting your hand and is not at all impressed. Sam grabs both of your wrists and pins them above your head with one hand, while using the other to roughly shove two fingers inside your dripping cunt. The muscular girl removes her hand from your wrists and uses it to squeeze your throat, she feels your pussy flutter against her fingers as she drags them through your gummy inner walls. Your moans are loud and frequent, making Sam quicken her pace and curl her fingers, massaging your g-spot with each thrust. You cum with an obscenely loud pornographic moan, soaking Sam’s fingers and grinding into her hand. Sam moves down the bed, using her strength to pry your legs wider open. Opening her mouth to messily lick up all of your juices, she has a mix of her saliva and your wetness dripping down her chin and onto the bedsheets. Licking wide stripes through your folds and up to your clit. She takes the pulsing nub between her lips, sucking vigorously. You’re close to orgasm again and you buck your hips up trying to press yourself harder against Sam’s tongue. “Gonna cum Sam, gonna c-cum so hard.” you whine. Her fingers press harder into your thighs and you’re sure they’ll bruise. She lifts her head up looking you in the eye before pushing her fingers back inside of you, in place of her tongue. “Say my name.” “ W-what?” “Say. my. name.” she repeats. “Sam. Feels so good Sammy.” you moan breathlessly. You clench impossibly tight around her long, thick fingers and Sam knows you’re about to cum. “My name, say it again when you cum. I want to hear it.” “Fuck Sam! I’m cumming!” you scream out, rolling your hips out in time with her slowing thrusts. She pulls her fingers out, pushing them into your mouth making you taste yourself. Sam stands up brushing your damp hair out of your face delicately and  kisses the tip of your nose. She pulls a shirt on before exiting the room to grab you water. Walking up to the fridge she can see her younger sister’s disgusted expression and has to fight the urge to snicker. Turning her head she sees Ethan. It was her name you moaned, not Ethan’s. He’ll never get to have you like this because you’re all Sam’s. His jaw is slack, eyes wide, and his gaze flitters everywhere in the room except for Sam, he avoids eye contact with her desperately. Clearing his throat he packs up his belongings and gives Tara a meek “goodbye”. Sam smirks in victory, before turning to walk back into your room, water bottle in hand.

Tara rolls her eyes exasperated, now she has to study all alone just because her sister got jealous. Sam can be a real dick sometimes. 

[pourts]

₊˚⊹ ᰔ warnings ; smut , sex mention , pet names , breeding kink ( apologies if you aren’t into that aha ) , m!dominance , p in v , unprotected sex ( safe sex is great sex, always wear latex ) .

he just couldn’t keep away from those soft, lace stockings and the pretty, silk ribbons.

chris has never been the type to enjoy being dominant toward women—controlling them, taking what they want when they want it, not having much remorse. but hell, does he love it now. meeting you changed his perspective on relationships. a lot.

a sweet, doe-eyed princess. white, lace stockings. soft, moisturised skin. you are the last girl chris was expecting to find, but everything he’s ever wanted and more.

he met you during one of tara’s parties, a week after turning twenty-one; after sliding through the door, you were glued to tara’s side as she greeted the triplets, laughing and joking around whilst you remained silent—polar opposites.

that’s what caught his eye. you didn’t put yourself out there. didn’t show off. he adored that about you. so he approached you with a welcoming ‘hey, pretty’. got to know you, made you feel comfortable with him, got you back to his place and fucked you senseless.

and now he’s here.

his solid cock buried in your puffy, leaky pussy, listening to your sweet whines and pleas. “fuck, princess, that’s it. keep taking me like a good girl, hm?” his tone remained soft and gentle, all while his thrusts became rougher and deeper, each one drawing another loud, gasped moan. then they became quicker, and you didn’t even get the chance to moan. each time you went to let out another filthy sound, it would be cut off with a sharp gasp.

“you like that, yeah? want me to fill you with my cum? stuff every last drop back into your tight hole?” he asked teasingly, smirking as he watched your face contort in pleasure, head thrown back with your plush lips ajar. “wanna be all full with my babies, yeah?”

“hmph! right there, chris!” your high-pitched whines could’ve made him finish, if he didn’t have any self control.

he slammed his hips harder. a lot harder. just to listen to you scream—which you did. music to his ears. he chuckled, the sound morphing into a low grunt as he felt you clench around the base of his dick. he pulled his hips back, slamming them back in, and then repeating it. again and again and again. faster and faster each time.

and each time, your moans became louder and more telling to how close you were to your peak.

he gripped your hips, holding you in place as you began to wriggle and writhe, his movements automatically becoming faster and harder.

”stop fuckin’ moving, pretty,” he hissed out, pounding you into the pillows, his bed’s headboard slamming against the wall. as your moans grew louder, he only came closer to cumming, head tipped back in pure bliss, lewd praises and groans leaving his mouth.

“yeah, that’s it. keep clenching around me, i’m so so close, princess,” he panted, slowing his movements slightly as your cunt began leaking, loud whines and gasps slipping from your mouth, the sound being strained from how loud you’ve been.

that brought him to his peak.

those pretty, perfect moans becoming more and more strained as you went on, his seed spilling inside of you, a lustful moan leaving his mouth.

the moment he was finished, he gave a few final thrusts before pulling out and bringing his hand down to your swollen pussy, wiping the leaking cum around from your entrance, smearing it over your clit and rubbing for a moment before shoving his fingers into you, stuffing his seed inside the tight dip.

“still not done with you, pretty,” he stated, a smirk planting on his plush lips as he smacked your clit.

could you tell i got lazy?

[yameoto]

Ghostface!Tara is a need, not a want. If you’re up for writing that I’d be stoked to see it

TARA CARPENTER GHOSTFACE HEADCANONS !

✗ warnings ; murder, general ghostface girlfriend toxicity. nsfw at bottom. possessiveness.

was terrified of you finding out and leaving her. you were never meant to find out. she did everything in her power to stop it (and if it meant a few extra deaths? well.. who‘s counting?)

but, you find out. of course you do. and she’s so so so scared of you leaving her. her eyes all wide and pupils all shaky as she tugs on the edge of your top in a death-grip, like you’re about to slip away.

pleading with you, cupping your cheeks as she tries to kiss you with all these words, cracking and trembling and spilling from her lips “please, baby, i did it for you—it’s all for you. you can’t leave— please don’t— please don’t go—“

not above getting to her knees and grovelling at your feet.

and the desperation is real. she loves you, oh how she loves you—but it doesn’t mean it’s not manipulation, either. she knows you’re as weak for her as she is for you. she knows the second she starts whimpering and tugging at you, tears making her eyes all glossy that you’ll cave for her. you always do.

intensely possessive, will get jealous at even the thought of you with someone else.

will be CHILDISH about it. lots of pouting and tugging you away by the wrist. seemingly innocuous, until she breaks away from you with a little beam on her face after you kiss her worries away, and proceeds to carve up whoever evoked her wrath—deserved or not. all messy and bloody and gorey.

she likes it when you coddle her—as if she’s the most precious little princess in the world and not a cold-blooded serial killer.

preens under your attention. needs it always. she’s like a cat, always clinging to your side; nuzzling into the crook of your neck or making sure you keep your arms slung around her.

“you’re not gonna carry me home?” tara pouts, arms wound around your neck as she leans up to kiss you, eyes sparkling impishly. “but ‘m gonna be scared. how’re you gonna protect me from all the psychos ‘nd killers stalking the streets, huh?”

“tara. you are the fucking pyscho.” you grumble, before hoisting her up in your arms anyways. it’s worth it, with the way she nudges into your neck with a delighted grin, snuggling against you like a goddamn kitten.

very much a ‘if i cant have you no one can’ type. if you don’t constantly reassure her.. even in the littlest ways— then, well..

she’s YOURS. okay? nobody else’s. tell her she’s yours. fucking tell her.

nsfw!

power bottom if you’ve ever seen one. knows exactly what she wants, and she’s gonna get it.

in her eyes she should be your absolute no.1 priority. including her libido. ergo meaning that no matter what you’re doing — if she’s horny, she‘s horny, and WILL make it your problem.

what starts as incessant pestering and whining and hands all over you devolve if you take too long. she’ll crawl into your lap regardless of what you’re doing and just start humping your thigh, taking matters into her own hands.

she’ll do this even during a work call or a hang out with your friends, if you’re not careful. and u have to be careful like.. a lot

definition of a pillow princess. always comes first, and the most. she takes priority, after all.

surprisingly doesn’t need much aftercare. is a big fan of snuggling after sex, though. mainly because she can slot your leg between hers and grind out another rut against your thigh as you doze off.

likes to play with your hands. a lot. often takes your knuckles and grinds them into her clothed cunt under the table .

likes provoking you in the sense that you’ll come home and she’ll be blatantly fucking herself on the couch. just.. legs splayed wide open, granting full view of the vibrator against her cunt. looking you dead in the eyes with a cheeky little grin as she throws her head back and mewls, loudly, shakily — and that’s your cue to give her something real to moan about.

[slvtforfiction]

Freak or drink

☆ Colby X Reader ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

☆ Established relationship ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

☆ Suggestive but no actual smut

☆ For context tara and Jake + Sam and Kat are still together in this

☆ Also more context but I’m going to do 1 couple at a time so if You choose not to do something you and Colby drink? Yk? Also there is cards that are like “drink if you are…” sooooo,

☆ Masterlist

☆ This is a legitimate card game if anyone wants to actually play!

☆ Hey guys! Before anything else I would ask you to request anything you want because I've lost a lot of motivation and it would really help! :D (Please look at pinned post to see if requests are open.)

☆ Creds to @cafekitsune for dividers :)

Colby 🖤:

Hey doll,we’re playing a couples drinking game down here,come join meee x

You:

Okay love,coming x

I walked downstairs seeing my bottle of tequila rose sat on the side and grabbed it,walking over to the group l,sitting next to Colby.

“Hey love.” He whispered and I smiled up at him,looking round the circle that had formed. Everyone playing the game consisted of ; Kat + Sam,Tara + Jake,me and Colby.

I picked up the first card,reading aloud “Sit on your partner’s lap for the rest of the game.” I smiled laughing to myself as I looked up at him,he nodded and I sat myself atop of him. “That’s early in the game.” I laughed to myself as everyone else laughed along with me.

Tara went next,picking up a card and reading out loud like I had, “Spit in your partners mouth” and everyone burst out laughing once again as Jake and Tara took a shot,not drunk enough to do that infront of everyone.

Kat then grabbed a card reading out loud,once again, “Moan your partners name as loud as possible.” And we all burst out laughing. “We’ve already heard you do that.” Tara said wheezing with everyone else.

“I’m not doing that.” She said,laughter dying down as she took down a shot with Sam.

Colby picked up the next card and I smiled looking at it before he read it out “Drink if you’re a pillow princess.” And kat burst out laughing whilst the rest of us stared each other down.

I downed a shot and looked around realising I was the only one that did, “Go on girl!” Kat cheered me on laughing whilst Colbys hands snaked around my waist.

Jake then grabbed a card,reading aloud,already laughing before even reading, “Give them a lap dance.” And we burst out laughing as he began shaking his ass infront of Tara.

“Go on Jake wooo!” Sam yelled as we all sat there giggling to ourselves whilst we watched. Afterwards Jake sat down,holding Tara close to him.

Sam then picked up a card and read it out again, “French kiss your player of choice.” And he looked over at Kat as she nodded pulling her into a kiss. I cheered her on as the guys cheered on Sam.

They pulled out of the kiss and laughed at each other,with each other as Kat rested her head on his shoulder.

“You two are so cute.” Tara said with a smile whilst I picked up a card. “Straddle him and kiss his neck.” I laughed out,as did everyone but I turned around in his lap to face him,wrapping my arms around his shoulders and whispering in his ear, “Is this okay?” He smiled and kissed my cheek “Yeah,baby.” He whispered back.

I began leaving love bites along his neck with a few pecks here and there, I heard Tara and Kat cheering me on. Colby’s hands clamped down on my waist as his head dug into the crook of my neck whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

I pulled away and turned around to see everyone staring and I giggled to myself,Tara picking up a card.

“You’ve got lotssss of hickeys on your neck love.” I whispered in his ear and he smirked to himself and felt round his neck trying to feel something,I giggled to myself.

“Name the players you would have a threesome with.” And we burst out laughing as she began answering, “Jake,me obviously and Y/n.” She said and I laughed as I moved in Colbys lap trying to get comfortable.

“Stop that.” He whispered in my ear as he clamped his hands on my waist,stopping me from moving. “Why?” I asked,genuine confusion in my voice, “You fucking know why.” He scowled in my ear and it clicked. “Awh poor baby has a hard on.” I whispered in his ear and he whispered telling me to ‘shut the fuck up’ and then I realised it had gotten to our turn again.

Colby picked up the card before I could and held it in front of him, “Pin them up against a wall and kiss down their body.” He read, ‘ooo’ was heard around the room from everyone and im he whispered in my ear, “Do you want to take a shot or not?” He was still clearly annoyed but wouldn’t do anything without my consent.

“I don’t mind.” I whispered back and he picked me up off his lap,dusting himself off and bought me over to the closest wall,pinning my arms above my head beginning to kiss down my body,slowly and teasingly.

My face held a blush as everyone looked over to us and I felt the need to hide my face from everyone else,resorting to closing my eyes as my mind traveled to the bedroom with Colby.

“Alright guys that’s enough!” Jake yelled jokingly and he let go of me as he sat back down,patting his thigh,telling me to come sit atop of him again.

Jake then picked up a card as I perched myself on top of Colby, “Without hands remove their underwear.” And everyone burst out laughing whilst they poured their shots immediately.

“Not doing that infront of you lot.” Tara laughed as Sam picked up the next card.

“Drink if you’ve ever faked an orgasm.” We looked around the group,not one of us taking a shot. Colby was my first and will be my last and he knew his way around a women’s body to say the least.

I picked up the next card and smiled to myself, “Go into the bathroom and send them a nude.” I giggled as everyone looked at me, “Fuck it.” I said as I got off Colby’s lap and walked to the bathroom.

I locked the door and pulled off my crop top,lifting up my skirt to show off my new lingerie. I snapped a pic,sending it to Colby and walking back into the room after putting my shirt back on.

I walked into the room to see Colby setting his phone down and bragging about how pretty I am. I giggled to myself and sat back in his lap.

After the game Colby threw me over his shoulder gently and put his hand on my skirt so people couldn’t see up it.

“We’re gonna go back to ours,I’ll see you guys later?” He asked as he walked over to the door. “Yeah dude,see you later.” Sam and Jake replied as my hand sat on top of my shirt,holding it down so I didn’t flash anyone.

We got back to ours and Colby threw me onto the bed,kissing down my body again.

I was snuggling into Colby’s side as I got a text from Tara,

Tara 🩷:

Girl,how was it,spill.

You:

Wdym?

Tara 🩷:

Girl ik u fucked him 😭

You:

We have to call tmrw I’ll tell u everything

Tara 🩷:

Okay girl x

[sh4wty18]

tiktok pt. 2

some of y'all have def been waiting for this one! read pt. 1 here

pairing: jake webber x reader

summary: the aftermath of hard-launching your relationship with jake through a tiktok.

cw: fluff, a little angsty, language

word count: 984 + edited

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It’s been a couple hours since you posted the tiktok, and you’ve been petrified to check your notifications. You even kept your phone across the room from where you and Jake lie, cuddled up together in his bed. He is the big spoon, (of course), and wrapping his bicep around your tummy, pulling you in tight against his body. You fit perfectly there. Like the shape of his body was created specifically to hold yours. His head is buried into the nape of your neck, and he kisses it gently, letting you know he’s woken up from your nap. 

“Good morning, princess,” he whispers through a sleepy smile. Your fingers interlace with the hand he had resting on your stomach, and you turn your head to greet him. Your lips brush against his, and you whisper “good afternoon, sweet boy” before planting your lips firmly on his. 

You stare across the bed where your phone sits on the opposite side of the nightstand. Jake must notice this, because the next words out of his mouth are, “Have you checked yet?”

“No… Jake, I'm really nervous. What if they hate me? What if they’re mean and say… awful things about me… about us? I don’t know if I can do this. I’m not ready for this type of judgment!” 

Jake cuts you off with a kiss, effectively halting your anxiety in its tracks– a trick he had discovered months ago. “Baby, you are the most beautiful, caring, funny, and ambitious girl I know. Not to mention you’re hot as fuck! If people don’t like us together, or don’t like you, that is one-hundred percent nothing to do with you, and everything to do with them. I’m basically the luckiest guy on the planet to even get to be with you. Plus, if people say shit to you, I’ll just yell at them on stream. They’ll know to shut the fuck up. People are gonna say shit regardless, it’s always gonna be impossible to make everyone happy. But I love you, no matter what.” 

“Thanks Jakey, I love you too. You’re the best to me. What did I ever do to deserve you?”

Jake kisses your neck again, and pulls your body closer to his own, “I could ask you the same thing,” he breathes into your ear, and you feel yourself blushing. “You wanna grab your phone now, baby? We can look together.” 

“I’d like that,” you pull away from him gently, and he releases his grasp on your waist, allowing you to crawl across the bed and grab your phone on the nightstand. 

Jake rolls onto his back and props himself up on his pillow a bit, saving room for you to crawl back into his arms. He relaxes his arm over your shoulders and pulls you into him, so you’re propped up as well and leaning on his shoulder. You open the tiktok app to discover millions of views on your recent post. It has surpassed 2 million views, 567k likes, as well as tens of thousands of comments. You click on the comments, the top one being from Johnnie:

johnnieguilbertreal: wait you guys are dating??

He was obviously joking, and people seemed to catch on. Some even liked the fact that you were friends with Johnnie. You scanned some of the other top comments:

user1: omgggg they look so in love🥺

user2: the way he looks at her??? ok i totally believe him and tara are done forever now

user3: and if you look closely you can see me laying on the highway!

user4: noooo tara is way prettier. this better not be real😭

user5: please tell us this isnt real @/jakewebber9

This was pretty much how most of the comment section looked. There was a lot of support and love for both you and Jake, but there was also a lot of hate. You immediately turned off your phone. “I don’t wanna look anymore,” you say, tears welling in your eyes. 

“Oh, baby,” Jake says sadly. He’s used to this. He’s been on the internet for years, and knows what it’s like. But you haven’t, and he knows this. “I don’t even know what to say, I hate seeing you like this. I’m starting to wish we never even posted the video. I’m so proud of you and us, that I just thought everyone would see what I see in you. I forget what a shitty place the internet is. This is all my fault.”

“No it isn’t,” you respond. “I’m so proud to be your girlfriend, and I wanted to post it. I’m still glad we did… It’s just hard to have so many people hate me. They don’t even know me.”

“Is there anything I can do to help you, princess?” he asks, he genuinely wants to help, but doesn’t know how. 

“Just… be here with me?” you ask.

“Of course. I’ll always be here with you.” he slides back down to lay on his back, and pulls you on top of him, fully embracing you. 

You wrap your legs around his sides, and reciprocate the embrace around his arms, laying your head against his chest. His heart beats softly in your ear, calming you. Your breaths steady, in and out, and eventually you lean up to face Jake, who peppers kisses all over your face. 

He pulls away to study you with a curious look in his eye, “God, you’re so beautiful. Sometimes I look at your face, and I know. I just know there’s no fucking way I’ll ever love another person the way I love you.” 

Your eyes well up again, this time from a feeling of pure and overwhelming joy, not sadness. “I love you so much,” you whisper. 

You press your lips to his, and it is as if pieces of your souls are being transferred to one another. You will always be tethered.

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i hope you all enjoyed! likes and reblogs are always appreciated <3

[hoeforhao]

am back finally hehe >.< and with this i start my svt as boyfriend series where i'll be posting fluffy drabbles of svt comforting you or loving you, whenever i'll feel low or have a writer's block. so if y'all want to request anything or be added to my taglist, my asks are always open♡⠀

Taglist : @joonsytip @tommolex @tara-drabbles @meowmeowminnie @qkrcjstk @chwenott @mewheree @cinnamoroxie

ꮼ ۫ ︵ (( a walk to remember )) ࣪ ִ ꕤ ִ ׂ

~{Pairing : boyfriend!seungcheol x g.n!reader}~

"I'm home bub" a loud thud of the front door finally pulls you out from the dark void, as you quickly get off the couch to greet your boyfriend.

Taking his coat from his hands and plunging it onto the peg, you slowly make your way to the kitchen, reminding yourself that you need to feed three hungry tummies.

"What do you wanna have cheol?" asking him 'bout his preferred meal of the night, without even bothering to look at him, you try to keep yourself occupied with the utensils on the countertop.

"Let's eat out today" seungcheol cooes, as he slowly creeps up on you from behind, snaking his thick firm arms around your waist,with head plopped onto the crook of your neck.

"Not today pls. I don't feel like it" a stiff response parts your lips, while you remain completely indifferent to his wet hair perms brushing againt your nape.

"Pwease bub? Pretty pweasee?" a set of doe sparkly balls along with the cutest plumpy pout stare at you with utmost plea and solicit.

You were about to say no to those heart wrenching puppy eyes, when your feet are brushed with a sudden flooffy coldness. Looking down to see what has swayed by, only to end up finding your daughter kkuma rubbing herself against you, with the same puppy eyes as her dad, as if convincing you to accept cheol's pleas.

"See even our princess wants to go out with you today. So pls y/n???? If not for me, then for kkuma, pls?"

Not even the strongest soldiers on this planet can resist those absolutely lovely entreating beads for more than twice and you? you literally had the softest soft for your two babies ; so it's not a surprise that you'll instantly give in to your boyfriend's sulk.

"Okay okay bubbies, let's go" you give an affirmative nod to both, earning the most aggressive yet happiest tail wag from your babygirl and excited kiddo waddles from her daddy.

The dinner was delectable. There's definitely ain't no lying about the fact that no matter how gloomy or down you're, good food will always bring the brightest smile to your face, after cheol.

"Let's walk kkuma a bit, okay? She hasn't been out for night straddles for quite long" seungcheol lauded, while bending down on his knees to fix his babygirl's hair clip.

You hmm in response while you join the two on their walk, as you slowly stride by their side, enjoying the moonlit still night.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" a soft whisper leaves cheol's lips, trying not to wake up his daughter, who is now sleeping contently on her mother's lap, tired out from the 10 mins walk.

"Thank you for existing cherry" a name that only you're allowed to call him, makes its way out from your crests as your rest your head on his shoulder, with one arm wrapped tightly around his torso and the other tucked as a pillow under your princess's head.

Letting your eyes fall back in peace, you thank the universe for the family that it has sent your way. You may have bad days when the past haunts you, or just normal gloomy days but not a single one goes unnoticed by your boyfriend. You find it a blessing that even without spending a single word about how you feel, seungcheol always manages to read your eyes and make you smile by the end of the day. Can there be anything more beautiful than this?

[xiihyunn]

Tara Carpenter NSFW Headcanons (18+)

a/n: hold your cunts, it's abt to get spicy. and tara is just so mommy here, fuck.

> masterlist

She’s a switch, but she lowkey loves it more when she’s on top and who’s in control.

Her sex drive is high, higher than Sam’s even. I guess it runs in the blood?

Prefers vanilla sex than kinky sex, because she gets more turned on when she sees you getting high with her dirty praising.

Talking about praising, she has a praise kink, either receiving or giving both works for her.

> “Oh baby, look at you being such a good girl for me.”

She loves it when you both scissor, just feeling your wet and hot pussy against her own dripping cunt drives her crazy.

When shits gets a bit heated though, oh you are one fucked mf’er.

Buys and uses dildos that barely fit you. They’re long, thick, and veiny, just how she loves to see it pumping in and out of you in a drunken gaze.

> “T-Tara baby.. I don’t think it’s gonna fi—” A moan interrupted your sentence, when Tara suddenly forced the silicone dick inside you. Your head drops on her pillows from the burning feeling on your core, panting from being full and filled up to the brim by your lover’s cock.

“See princess? I told you it would fit.”

Your skin would be filled with marks, bites, bruises, and hickeys, especially your tits. She became a titty person when she saw your pairs for the first time.

Loves to fuck you missionary style just to see your melons rocking back and forth from her thrusts.

> Tara smirks as she looks down. There you are underneath her, legs spread wide open as she rams the strap on inside of you, your wetness running down onto her sheets, as your round perky breasts are jiggling from her rough movements.

“Fuck Y/n, you look so hot right now.”

After having sex, she would stay in bed with you for a couple of minutes until you’ve calmed down from your high, then get up to go to the bathroom to get a towel and clean you up. Tara then goes back to bed with you, and you both cuddle naked while sleeping in each other’s arms.

[marvelfilth]

Can you imagine Sam as a first-time mom? It would be like:

Tara: Hey, what's the experience of having a baby?

Fem!Reader: Horrible, I didn't know that one thing could cry so much

Mindy: It's normal for babies to cry

Fem!Reader: My daughter? No, she's calm, she almost never cries.

Chad: So who are you—

(In the other room)

Sam: princess, stop crying! please, mommy i’ll cries too!

Omg I love it so much this is so cute

She has a break down when the baby starts walking "She's growing up so fast" and "She'll leave us soon"

But she is so so proud of herself and you, and she tells you that every day

Them watching Finding Nemo and Sam just bawling her eyes out while your toddler is like "mom are you ok"

Sam taking pictures of the kid every second

She has a special folder of pics of you two cuddling

And when you leave them alone she's texting you non stop

"Did I put it on right?" With a picture of your kid in a diaper

"Can she have fries?" With a pic of the baby with her mouth stuffed with fries 😭

She is trying ok??

They have a special bonding time. She kicks you out and you have no idea what they're doing, but when you come back they're both passed out on a couch

You're just glad to have some alone time

Your baby loves Tara a little too much cause she's just a tiny human and Sam kinda worries your kid might ditch you two for Tara 😭

She makes the twins babysit the kid (payback) and takes you out on dates regularly

Makes the best pillow forts

Just stands and admires her for hours

"I can't believe she came out of you"

She starts asking for another kid not even a year later

I love her so much it's not even funny anymore

[fiddlehead-soup]

Gale x chronic hand pain!Reader headcanons

Dealing with a flare up

You'd be a fool think that the minute you mention your flare up that you'd be allowed to lift a finger for any kind of work. Low-impact activities with Gale for your day off include:

Reading while cuddled (Gale turns the pages)

Talking. Lots of talking.

Swaddled in luxurious blankets

Petting Tara for feel-good endorphins

Lanceboard! As many games as you want

Eating everything Gale brings to your bed (it's a lot)

Getting massaged

Opportunity to be a pillow princess for the night (if you so choose)

[putaposyinyourhair]

And they were roommates…

part 1 | part 2

• back by popular demand

• you get some chadthan and you get some chadthan everybody gets some chadthan!

• y’all wanted more… well this is what it look like

“Movie night?” Ethan repeats, watching Anika as the beta digs out multiple pillows from the giant sparkly pink tote bag she’s brought along with her.

He’s not sure how she’d managed to get so many to fit in there and as impressive a feat it is, frankly, he’s afraid to ask.

“Movie night,” Mindy parrots from where she’s lounging atop Ethan’s bed— because she steadfastly refuses to go anywhere near her brother’s bed because, and Ethan quotes, she doesn’t, ‘know what kind of bodily fluids are all over that thing.’

She holds out both hands and moves her fingers back and forth in a spirit-fingers kind of way as she echoes the words.

It’s disconcerting.

Mindy Meeks-Martin is a rollercoaster. Ethan is terrified of rollercoasters.

So, his slight fear of her checks out.

“And this is… a weekly occurrence?” he inquires, brows furrowed as he continues to watch Anika.

She’s kneeling atop the seemingly endless layers of blankets and bedsheets she and Chad have stretched out onto the floor between the beds, meticulously organizing the countless pillows against the dresser that he and Chad share— the one they’ve split evenly down the middle so each of them gets four drawers.

Chad’s desk chair is rolled out in front of the makeshift futon on the floor and his laptop is perched atop the seat, lid open and ready to go— the screen proudly displaying a slideshow of pictures of the Meeks-Martin family and friends.

It’s kind of endearing.

Ethan refuses to acknowledge the way it makes his chest ache a bit. He doesn’t have a single family photo on his phone. Only a few pictures he’s taken with Quinn over the years. And a single solitary snapshot of his mother from when he was a kid, before she’d passed.

“Every Friday!” Chad calls from where he’s got his head shoved in the closet— successfully pulling Ethan out of an inevitable dark swirl of thoughts. “We rotate. We had it at Tara’s last week but you missed it cause you were trying that study group thing. Next week it’ll be at Mindy and Anika’s and this week we get the pleasure of hosting, babe.”

Ethan feels his cheeks flush horribly, despite the fact that he tries his damned hardest to ignore the way his heart kind of trips over a beat in response to the flippant way Chad calls him babe. The alpha’s continued and incessant usage of pet names has been steadily increasing over the past two and a half weeks that they’ve known each other.

“You ditched us for study group last week?” Mindy inquires, face twisted in clear disgust. “Nerd.”

Ethan’s still reeling over babe so he can’t even bring himself to remind her she’s a horror movie fanatic and that, in and of itself, also makes her a nerd.

“Hey!”

Ethan’s gaze slides over to where Chad has pulled his head out of the closet.

“He’s the cutest nerd in all of Hortense Tower,” Chad declares with a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Put some respect on his highness’ name.”

Ethan wishes he had a shell he could retreat into and hide.

Princess definitely seems to be the alpha’s favorite pet name for him— thanks to Quinn and her downright mortifying stories— and he uses, ‘his highness’ to refer to Ethan when talking to others more often than not. It’s embarrassing as hell. But Ethan doesn’t… dislike it.

Babe is a close runner-up, followed by the more pretentious-sounding ones; Baby, Darling, Sweetheart, etc.

Ethan’s sure at some point he’ll have to draw the line. Probably somewhere around Honey or Pookie.

He shivers at the thought.

“Debatable,” Mindy decides in monotone, giving Ethan one of those sweeping once-over’s before she turns her attention back to Anika.

Chad’s lips purse in an almost disappointed pout but Ethan smiles softly at his roommate when their gazes meet and Chad grins before he returns to whatever he’s attempting to do in the closet.

Anika is kneeling beside Ethan’s bed, stealing his pillows to add to the collection already on the makeshift futon on the floor. Mindy’s still sprawled on his bed though and is holding a few pillows hostage and Ethan watches as the alpha flops around, groaning dramatically and refusing to move when Anika reaches for them. She only relents when the beta huffs and sweetly asks for them with a gentle smile.

Ethan is still trying to figure out if they’re dating or not.

If they aren’t, they absolutely should be. Sometimes, when Anika goes on these long-winded, passionate rants, Mindy stares at her like she hung the moon and all the stars in the sky.

It’s downright adorable.

But Ethan’s not going to say anything. Despite the fact that he’s Chad’s roommate and Chad seems to like him well enough, Ethan feels like he’s on the outside looking in most of the time. Chad, Mindy and Tara had grown up together. And Mindy and Anika had met at summer camp years ago.

He’s kind of the outsider in this equation.

There’s a sharp knock at the door and Chad pulls his head back out of the closet for a moment to shout an enthusiastic, “Come in!”

The door is thrown open with such force that Ethan physically winces when it slams into the wall with a loud bang.

“The party has arrived, bitches,” Tara drawls, her fingers clutching a downright impressive amount of chips and snacks. She sweeps into the room, toeing off her shoes, and depositing all of the snacks onto the futon on the floor before she looks up at Ethan and waves.

Ethan lifts a few fingers in response to what he naively assumes is her greeting him, but when he glances over at the open door the other omega’s left in her wake, he stills and his hand drops to his side.

Oh, he realizes, that must be his cue.

He sniffs and resolutely does not frown.

“Okay, so— um,” Ethan mumbles, reaching up to run a hand at the back of his neck anxiously. “What time should I come back?”

All at once, four pairs of eyes turn to him.

Even Chad's, who finally seems to find whatever it is he’s looking for in the closet— it turns out to be an old, ratty red-and-green plaid blanket that the alpha tosses over at his sister, who catches it one-handed, even while she arches a sharp brow up at Ethan.

“Back where?” Tara questions, her nose scrunching and her brows furrowing. “What are we talking about?”

Chad’s eyes are narrowed at Ethan and there’s a distinctly grim frown on his face.

Ethan squirms, shifting from one side to the other as he avoids the alpha’s gaze.

“To the room?” he squeaks out, motioning in the general direction of his side of the room. “I mean, I can like… kill a few hours in the library or something but, um, I— I don’t really have anywhere else to like… sleep and stuff.”

Anika drops the pillow she’s holding, her mouth gaping as she stares at him like he’s suddenly grown another head or something.

A muffled sound comes from where Chad’s standing by the closet, something like a wounded noise.

Ethan doesn’t look.

And he gets the feeling he’s said something wrong.

When do you ever say the right thing, a mean little voice that sounds suspiciously like his father’s hisses from the recesses of his mind.

He takes a step back, lifting both hands to wave in front of him frantically.

“I— I mean, sorry, never mind,” he croaks, his face positively flaming once more in shame. “It’s fine, I can— I can figure something out.”

He turns abruptly, and almost trips over Tara’s discarded shoes in his haste to grab his backpack and flee.

Maybe Jason from his film class will let him stay the night, Ethan thinks as he shoulders one of his backpack’s straps and groans internally. If he does that, he knows he’ll have to deal with an infuriating barrage of subtle anti-omega bullshit Jason’s roommate, Greg, is sure to throw his way.

It’s ridiculous that in this day and age there are still people who think omegas are less-than for some reason.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.”

Ethan’s head jerks back hastily as Chad rushes forward and steps into his path, effectively blocking him from their open dorm door.

“Slow your roll there, sweetheart,” Chad reasons, regarding Ethan with what looks to be a mixture of disbelief and amusement. “You’re not going anywhere.”

Ethan grips his backpack’s strap tightly and does not think about the fact that even though Chad’s eyes look almost black from a distance, up close they’re very much a deep chocolate brown color that Ethan definitely doesn’t think is the most gorgeous he’s ever seen.

“Yeah, it’s your turn to pick the movie,” Tara calls out, and despite the fact that she’s clearly speaking directly to Ethan, he’s unable to pull his gaze away from Chad’s to look at her. “Thank fuck because I don’t think I could survive another one of Chad’s picks.”

“Whoa, hey,” Mindy pipes up, shooting up from her horizontal position on Ethan’s bed. “First of all, how dare you? Secondly, Empire Records is God tier.”

Mindy is kind of fiercely protective of her brother. It’s unexpected but admirable as all hell. Ethan highly respects her for it.

Quinn is the same way with him. Although, she’s probably the only person in the world who even cares about him at all so it’s probably not saying much.

“God tier?” Tara guffaws. “You and Chad literally just spent the whole night drooling over Liv Tyler.”

“So did Anika!” Mindy squawks, pointing up at said beta accusingly.

Ethan kind of half tunes them out— as they continue to bicker back and forth for a moment, until Anika steps in, in an attempt to mediate— and gulps quietly under Chad’s intense stare, the alpha refusing to look away from him.

“My turn?” Ethan queries uncertainly, licking at his lips nervously and staunchly disregarding the way the alpha’s gaze flickers down for a second. “Are— you want me to stay?”

Chad’s lips stretch out into this lazy reassuring smile, a few of his top teeth digging into his bottom lip as he reaches back with a foot and pushes at the door.

It closes with a soft click.

“Your turn,” Chad promises, one hand lifting to slide the strap of Ethan’s bag off of his shoulder.

Ethan lets him do it and relinquishes his backpack, which Chad immediately tosses into the corner.

Then, Ethan’s eyes widen and his face flushes furiously as Chad wraps an arm around his shoulder and pulls him into his side, ducking his head just the slightest bit so his lips graze against the shell of Ethan’s ear.

“Stay with me, princess.”

[sturnluvs]

Hair pull -Nathan doe

You guys were hanging out with Nick Chris Matt and Madi and the rest of the party larray Colby etc .

You were talking with larray and tara. When suddenly larray asked how good your boyfriend is in bed and you could lie

“He’s amazing in bed . I can’t go into detail but I’m left in tears to say the least” you whisper so your boyfriend Nate doesn’t hear

“I bet he’s that good I see you with new hickies everyday” larray says

“What can I say my man knows how to please a woman like me”

“Can I borrow him for a night” Tara said jokingly

“Excuse me”

“What” Tara says confused

“Idc if you say it’s a joke you can’t ask to borrow your best friend’s boyfriend that dick belongs to me it’s to big for your 4’1 foot tall little pussy babe so you can find a new man . Plus he’s just gonna say my pussys better than mine and no wonder Jake broke up with you he left you for a bigger tit bitch with a bigger pussy!”

Tara stood there and shock and nick and the guys escorted her out of the house

It’s your house so you can kick her out and you’d do as that

Everyone looked at you . As your mad and you walk upstairs. Nate follows and they kick Tara out of the party

“Whoa babe what’s happened”

“Tara just asked if she can “borrow” you

Fri the night and I lashed out”

“Listen to me .i will never get her or any other girl borrow my dick and your pussy is perfect you have to understand that ok”

“Can you fuck me”

“I’d love to but your upset”

“Just fuck me and I’ll feel better please”

“Y/n we can talk this out your upset”

“You either fuck me and make me feel better or I’ll take matters into my own hands

You kiss him and he kisses back

As he was taking off his shirt you brake the kiss and took your (his ) shirt off with your biker shorts . You kneeled down and pulled his pants down along with boxers

“Already hard hmh”

“I can’t wait to please you princess”

You give his tip a kiss and stand up

You guys kiss and he pushes you on your bed his dick against your wet entrance

He pulls your legs and lifts them up on his shoulders . He teases you with his tip and pushes in slowly .

“Fuck” you mumble

He pushes in all the way letting you adjust

“You can move”

He does so at a slow pace

he suddenly pulls out

“What why” you cry

“On your hands and knees now . I’m gonna fuck you so hard”

“Videotape it and send it to Tara”

“Gladly”

He pushes in your and he grabs a fist full of your hair .

You bit your lip to contain your moan but you let it out

“Oh fuck yes fuck Nate fuck”

“You like that huh princes” smacks your ass

“Faster daddy please” your head digs into the pillow

As he goes faster . He feels have to cum

“Do you have to come baby”

“Yes please fuck”

“Go head my love”

He pulls out quickly and puts his tongue out to eat you out . Your cum on his tongue.

As he eats you out your cursing . Forgetting everyone is downstairs

“Nate i forgot everyone is downstairs”

“Don’t worry about that honey I told them that had to go because you weren’t feeling well”

“Nate that’s rude I didn’t even say goodbye”

“Any last words before I tie your mouth shut huh”

You shake your head

“That’s my girl”

Your muffled moans and tears rolling down your face and your makeup ruined

“Any better y/n” he takes the tie off your mouth

“Yeah a lot better tho I won’t be able a work tomorrow”

“Good because remember that double date we planned with Chris and Madi

(No disrespect of their friendship they are just dating for the story!. Only story hopefully Chris will have a different girl for his fics but for the others and when I mention Chris (mostly Nate) it will be Madi)

“Yeah no baby I can’t”

“Well you are”

He kisses you on your forehead

“Gn y/n”

“Gn Nathan”

[toournextadventure]

Wednesday is such a pillow princess in EBH and she will forever be that to me until I'm proven otherwise

Even when they're making out she got a little under the shirt action from Birb until they were uninterrupted by the other love birds

I'm just stating the facts 👀

Same thing goes for Tara in Movie Night but the difference is that the universe keeps on blue balling Joker and Tara doesn't mind using that to tease them 💀

Maybe Wednesday IS a pillow princess, so what of it? We stan pillow princesses in this house 😤

But also, Tara is just highkey a dick, and we love that for her

[wol-fica]

Tara has always been my favorite girl, you know?

after you? I might like her even more.

"she was hungry, ravished even, and the only thing to satiate her appetite was you."

what a phrase, if you allow me to say.

ain't it interesting? to use your imagination; to see such characters under a different light...I own you my gratitude, for you actually satiated my appetite.

you wrote it with perfection! both the tension and desire, the fear and the hunger so primal I could taste it.

the right pick; the right character; the right writer.

somethings are just meant to be.

I do have more to request, so wait for me. I shall come back for you, for your work...for fun.

forever yours,

Greek Anon.

AHHHHH YOUR SO CUTE

defo my new favorite anon, please return to me whenever you feel the need to (my new greek bestie ahhh)

And i’m glad you liked it! I put a huge deal of thought into making Tara seem to have more of a controlling hunger than a desperate need to just be a pillow princess. Most see her as a little school girl who isn’t that tough and is just there to be thrown about, but ive always seen her as having a bit of a darker side teehee

anyways, your request was so well written and beautiful, i loved it so much <3

again, my new favorite anon <33333: