god knows i&#x27;m no good

[Clueless AU - Closed]

"What are you talking about? You’re confusing me. Stop confusing me."

"Could you. I mean you can show me and I’ll figure it out. You don’t have to stick around if you don’t want to.’

"I'm confusin'. And 'course! Right over here, c'mon. Ain't too far. So, what's your name, noob?"

#clueless #cluelessskye

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"You’re not bothering me," she admitted. "It’s nice talking to people that don’t want anything from me."

"Right? It basically never happens. Don't worry, ya ain't got nothin' to fear from me. If I actually cared about handing my homework in I'd probably, like.. I dunno. Actually hand my homework in."

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"I dunno. People usually just talk to me to bother me or ask me for my notes."

"Well, I just sort'a felt like doin' it. No, like.. Weird motives or nothin'. Guess it's totally still possible I'm bothering you, though. That's sort'a your decision, I guess."

[Clueless AU - Closed]

"What? I don’t…why…I’m sorry. I just don’t really know what’s going on. I hate moving and I hate this place."

"Wait. Do you actually not know who I--Nevermind! You're doin' awesome! Good job! Keep up the good work!"

"I can show you, like, the staff people things? They gotta cut the lock 'n junk. Like I said I kinda get this done, like.. A lot."

#clueless #cluelessskye

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"So this isn’t some kind of trick?"

"What kind of trick would it be?"

[Clueless AU - Closed]

"I forgot my locker combination. It sucks being new."

"Pff. I've been at this 'n I still forget my combination, like, every week. Oh god wait you're not gonna, like, freak out 'cause I'm talking to you, right?"

#clueless #cluelessskye

{CLUELESS AU → CLOSED}

"Why would you offer me candy?"

"Dunno. If I wanna, I guess? Don't really have to have a big reason to offer candy to someone, I don't think. Or somethin'."

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"Are you high again? Don’t you know how much trouble you are going to get for that if someone finds out?"

"Man, I don't have to be high to want Skittles! I mean, it helps but they're pretty much good all of the time. Like, c'mon. If I offered you like one right now would you be like No thanks, I'm too sober for Skittles?"

{CLUELESS AU → CLOSED}

"What do you want?"

" Totally, like, one hundred percent serious, I am so down for like a big ass bag'a Skittles right now. Like y'know how 'round Halloween they make them fuckin' bags meant for like nine gajillion kinds? I want one'a them. Just for me."

Keep Breathing ♥ Clem x Skye

♥

#para:breathing #skyemarx

Clem didn't say much after that. Just a few important things. Like a sweet, soft little "Me, too" when Skye admitted to loving being her kitten. Clem really wasn't joking, everything just felt so natural. She didn't really expect it, but it put a warm in her heart that she wouldn't have sold for the world. And to follow that up, "You're such a good kitty. You make cumming in you feel so good." Which was also true. Orgasms weren't some flat rate of return where you knew exactly what you were getting when you started the whole process up. There were good ones, disappointing ones, bad ones, ones you might as well just not have had, mindblowing ones, ones that just weren't worth the trouble.

Skye couldn't feel the tingles running up Clem's thighs. She couldn't feel the tension that was building in the dealer's body, and Clementine just figured that the quick gush inside of her basically always felt the same. Thankfuly there were other ways to make it known that her kitten had done her absolute best. There was the "Fuck." that passed through Clem's lips, the sounds being somewhere between hissed and whined as noise and breath caught up in her throat then finally rolled out. There was the gripping of her fingers, and the way that she never wanted it to end. Even after all the warmth came out of her, mixing in with the other slick around her cock. Even after all the waves had gone she kept herself grinding in because she needed that feeling to keep going as long as possible.

She yanked Skye up off the table. The girl's legs were probably jelly, but that was fine. Clementine was there to support her. She had one hand on her throat, fingers tangled up in the tie she'd set. Her other hand pawed up against Skye's breasts. Both held hard, firm. Possessive and supportive at the same time. With the shorter girl up, the pressure kept down on Clem's cock without her shoving forward. It let her groan into Skye's mouth while she kissed her once, then again, and before she knew it the numbers had gone somewhere in the twenties.

"As long as you're around," kiss number twenty five, "I'm gonna forget what it was like to ever have a soft cock." Twenty six and twenty seven came as a quick pair.

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Me whenever I actually get any writing done.

#YEP #YYYYEEEEEP

High School AU - This Ain't A Musical ❤ Clem & Skye

❤

#au:hs #para:musical #skyemarx

"What?" Clementine was genuinely confused when the girl basically started kinda sorta flipping the hell out. As Skye started harshly questioning things she may or may not have had on her face and listing her variety of features, Clem just sort of went wide eyed and did her best to ride out the inevitable shit that was going to come her way. First from Skye with her panic, to which Clem just sort of waved her hands. Then from the rest of the class, because of course once a tiny bit of noise started they had to amplify it to a degree that couldn't be ignored. Then, finally, from the teacher who put his head in his hands, said something just for god to hear, and then yelled a good

"Ms. Halliwell! Could you at least wait five seconds before causing a disruption? Ms. Marx, you'd do well to pay more attention to me than her."

Clementine sucked in a breath, her hands raised and about to defend herself when the teacher just turned right around, making it clear he couldn't give half a shit what she had to say. Clementine faceplanted into her backpack, sighing into the material. She yanked out her book, and started her own scribbling.

Eventually the teacher stopped lecturing, and turned for a minute to write on the board. It gave Clem a moment to pass a quick note to Skye. That was a good thing about being in the back of the class -- no people behind you to scope the pass and then call you out just to get brownie points.

It read: There's nothing on your face I was just thinking you were cute is all. So just calm down, all right?

And if Skye looked at her after reading the note, all Clem could do was give a little shrug. She really hadn't meant to cause any harm. And maybe calling her cute was putting her on the spot a bit, but she figured it was now her responsibility to inform Skye that she didn't have celery on her face or anything weird.

Vincilagnia

Rule number one: never offer Clementine free anything. She'll take it. Free food, free phone, anything. She'll take it without a single moment of hesitation.

The second rule was almost related: never, ever make anything resembling "slave for a day" bets with Clementine. This is included but not limited to phrases such as: "I'll do whatever you want," "I'll make it up to you," or "I'll owe you big time." Basically give her no circumstance in which she could take advantage of an ownership position.

'Cause she totally will.

"T'tell ya the truth, sugar, I ain't often much for this rope stuff," she admitted while she tugged on one of the ends, tightening the knot. She kept the fingers of her other hand around the bundle of the strands, making sure it was just right. Too tight and no one had fun. Too loose and Cam would be able to feel like she wasn't completely vulnerable, completely out of control. Neither one was what Clementine wanted.

"Just somethin' 'bout ya skin, I think. 's like this shade, yeah? I wanted to know what rope burn looked like on you." Once she had the knot set, she pulled on it. The tie around Cam's ankles lifted them back, forcing her legs to bend, bringing her heels up closer to her ass. Clem whispered her words into the girl's ear, and then sunk her teeth in. She did her best to get the vampire snaggle of her canines into the skin. She might've drawn blood, or maybe she just forced it up there to flush bright red. She didn't much care which. Why did she have to? Cam couldn't fight.

She kept her right hand in control of the ropes that criss-crossed around Cam's body. They tied tight around her wrists, keeping her hands tucked uselessly, helplessly against the small of her back. With her legs pushed up like that, Clementine forced her body into the natural motion of pushing her pelvis forward. Practically shoving her cunt into Clementine's probing hand. Her left settled itself between the writer's thighs and they gently, lovingly stroked her slit. Slipped inside her for quick moments, just flirtatious little movements of fidgeting hands.

"I'm gonna make you come, sugar." Clementine confided her plans while her toying fingers finally settled over her captive's clit. The pair rolled in tiny, lazy circles. "Again and again. When I think your clit -- this l'il sweetheart right here -- " and just in case Cam had never known about it before, Clementine pinched it between her nails to give her a jolt and tell her where it was "is gettin' too raw, I'll get out my toys. Buzzin' l'il battery-operated things. I'm gonna make you come. Again and again. Until your cunt is aching, and your limbs are tired and~ then," she nuzzled her grin against Cam's ear, the rhythm of her fingers quickening as she rubbed the bet loser "then I'll find out how good this cunt of yours is. I'm gonna fuck you when you're right on the verge of just breaking. But first.."

She leaned her body into Cam's, her fingers rubbing and rolling all the quicker. She settled her thighs against the side of Cam's hips so that she could feel the stiff of the dealer's cock up against her skin. Maybe it didn't matter much to her, but to Clementine it mattered. Sure, it was teasing on the verge of torture. But to Clem what made it all worth it was how fucking much it turned her on. How hard it made her to torment Cam. So she wanted her friend to know that through all of it, any whining, no matter how long it took for her to get to that exhausted end point, that her performance kept Clem hard the whole time. But first, "Come for me."

@ Cam

"You can do it yourself, Clementine. I’m busy."

"Wh--You're ju-- Fuckin' busy with what? You're just wakin' me up! You weren't doin' nothin' else 'n now that's done!"

#cambalvanera

@ Cam

"Good. I hope they turn purple and fall off."

"Fucki--Whatever! God! What time even is it? Ugh." She flopped back on the couch, threw the covers back over her head. "Order me food. Because you made loud."

#cambalvanera

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Smut/Kink Prompts-for when you're in the mood to write smut

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Ablutophilia: I’ll write our characters making love in a bath or shower Agoraphilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a public place Claustrophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a confined/small space Coprolalia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty to the other Endytophilia: I’ll write my/your character having sex while clothed/partially clothed Fetishism: I’ll write your/my character having sex/playing with an intimate object. Hematolagnia: I’ll write our characters having sex with blood play Haptephilia: I’ll write my/your character becoming aroused by my/your character’s touch. Masochism: I’ll write my/your character being dominated/humiliated by my/your character Odaxelagnia: I’ll write our characters biting each other in a sexual manner Parthenophilia: I’ll write my/your character taking the others virginity Polyiterophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex together with multiple other characters. Scatophilia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty over the phone to your/my character. Somnophilia: I’ll write my/your character waking the other up by sex Triolism: I’ll write our characters in a threesome Vincilagnia: I’ll write my/your character being tied up by your/my character sexually. Voyeurism: I’ll write my/your character watching the other having sex/masturbating

@ Cam

"Whatever you fucking ass, IT HURT."