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MDNI

can we all agree that no one is an eater like lottie ??

you have to forcibly remove her from your pussy because she just keeps lapping up everything you're offering and you're getting increasingly overstimulated.

she has a serious thing for your cum, like, it's all she wants to consume. she's smearing it around and genuinely losing hours of her life between your legs because time disappears when she's down there.

she's worshipping you like you're her entire religion and she's finding all the answers between your legs.

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Hear me out...

Need butch reader and s3 wilderness butch Shauna with a breeding kink. But that's all it is. Just a kink she doesn't ACTUALLY want to get you pregnant. You're not even dating just fooling around. That is until she actually gets you pregnant, then suddenly your not just a fun fuck anymore and she low key starts getting protective over the baby. Won't let you do a thing even early in the pregnancy. Shauna who actually starts falling for you and getting soft, and suddenly her plan to stay in the wilderness is out the window cause she will do literally ANYTHING to get you and her out before you have the baby.

IM HEARING YOU OUT! I got so carried away with this oops.

Shauna x reader, breeding, accidental pregnancy, piv (unsafe, obvi), slightly dubious consent (? she doesn't pull out when you tell her to, but you're not entirely meaning it), wilderness setting, fluff at the end

Oops!...We Did It Again (And Again)

Word count: 2.3k

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You honestly had never even thought about being pregnant. Sure, maybe you wanted a few kids, but you didn't necessarily think that you'd be the one carrying.

It was kind of a blurry picture, usually. A hazy future with a few kids, maybe a dog... But then everything changed. Everything obviously changed after the plane had crashed-- your entire life was flipped upside down, but it also meant that Shauna came into the picture.

You knew her from school, but you were never very close. You had separate friend groups, but she was definitely your type. When Jackie died out there, she latched onto you, in a way. It wasn't exactly healthy, but the two of you managed. Plus, you couldn't pretend to dislike her mean side, since it also seemed to be a kind of therapy for her. And it was hot.

When you'd first slept together, it was a release for the both of you. She had her own hut by that point, so you knew it was inevitable that that's where you'd wind up. There were heated glances between the two of you prior-- full of something that neither of you were ready to act on yet. You'd started sleeping closer together before the cabin was burnt to the ground, so it seemed natural for you to spend more time in her hut than out of it.

The sex? That was a bonus.

It was good. Like, really good. You had your suspicions about what she and Jackie had gotten up to, but nothing could've prepared you for how her fingers could move inside of you. How she'd use them the same as you imagined her using her dick, pistoning them in and out of you, curling her fingers just right in order to hit that spongey part that caused your release to squirt out. You definitely hadn't expected to discover that you could squirt while stranded in the Canadian wilderness.

You had expected Shauna's love for knives to follow you into the 'bedroom.' You had expected Shauna to be a bit more submissive on days when she was agitated around camp, giving orders all day. She was just so pent up...

What you hadn't expected, though, was her need to breed you.

You weren't trying to get pregnant, clearly, so at first, you just stuck to hand stuff. It felt normal, in a way, like two people fooling around. Not two people fooling around while also surviving treacherous conditions and fearing for their lives.

She fingered you often, you'd give her inexperienced, yet overly satisfactory head, she'd eat you out, you'd jerk her off while your tongues mingled-- it was perfect.

Until Shauna got a little bored.

Shauna hated when things got boring. She hated boring people, she hated boring days when she had nothing to do, and she hated when anything felt repetitive. You knew eventually that you wanted to go all the way with her, but it was a little nerve-racking considering the situation. You wouldn't be hesitant if you had access to condoms, birth control, or something to ease your mind. You also knew that you wouldn't be able to say no to her.

Not because you were afraid of her like everybody else, but because you wanted it just as badly as she did, if not more. You craved the feeling of her inside of you, even if it was stupid and reckless. You'd seen it a hundred times, but you hadn't yet truly felt it.

---

Shauna had been inconsolable all day. Snapping at everyone, shoving Mari to the ground, telling Lottie to fuck off more than usual... you could tell that she needed more.

After dinner, you took it upon yourself to follow her back into the hut.

"Shauna," you stood in front of her, watching as she pulled out her journal without a word. "What?" she asked without looking up. "I'm fine." "No you aren't," you replied. "You're being weird. Like you're..." She looked up, finally, almost disbelieving. "If you wanna suck me off so bad, just say that." "Shut up," you tried not to flush. "I'm saying we could, you know..." "Could what?" she asked, her tone nearing confused. "You know what I'm getting at," you crossed your arms. "If it would help." "Oh, so it's a pity fuck?" "No!" you rolled your eyes. "You're impossible. I just think it'd help with your mood, and stuff." "And stuff?" she closed her journal. "Say you want it." "You know that I do." "I wanna hear you say it. I thought you wanted to make me happy?" "I want it," you said, quieter. "What?" she said, dissatisfied. "Want what?" "Shauna," you breathed, annoyance growing. "I want you to fuck me." "I always fuck you." "I want you inside of me," you blurted out. "I want your dick inside of me."

Shauna didn’t waste any time chucking her journal to the side and meeting your lips feverishly. She breathed heavily in your mouth, her exhales tickling your cheeks when she looked down briefly to unbutton her khakis.

The button was stubborn, but Shauna finally unclasped it, shoving them down and kicking them off, leaving her in just a pair of boxer briefs. You reached down blindly, too distracted by Shauna’s lips back on yours, trying to feel her bulge. She was getting hard already just at the thought of being inside of you for the first time.

She was too busy reaching her own hand down to try to stroke herself through her boxers, so you took it upon yourself to push your own jeans down and your underwear along with it. You knew Shauna wanted you naked from the waist down as soon as possible, and you weren’t all that interested in making her wait.

When she pushed her boxers down and sprang free, your throat bobbed in anticipation.

“You’ll pull out, right?” you asked, sitting down on the makeshift bed.

“Obviously,” she said, pushing you onto your back. “Spread your legs.”

---

“Holy fuck,” she whimpered, her dick slipping in and out of you rapidly. She thrusted quick and deep, her brow furrowed and her mouth cracked open to allow sounds to flow freely.

“Shauna,” you moaned, your heels digging into her lower back.

“So fucking close,” she cried, biting your chin, nosing into your cheek. “Gonna knock you up.”

“No,” you said, but it came out as a groan of pleasure. “Fuck.”

“Gonna come inside you,” she said, picking up the pace impossibly faster. “Gonna fill you up.”

“Sh… no,” you tried, but it felt too good. You were just so full.

“Please,” she said, which surprised you. She rarely begged-- only on nights that she really needed it. “Feels too good to pull out.”

Your heart ached. God, you really couldn’t say no to her, could you?

“Fuck,” you cried. You were so close, you felt yourself fluttering around her, squeezing her cock. “Come. Come inside of me.”

Shauna moaned when she came, whimpering your name again and again as she spilled her ropes inside of you, fucking you through it, shoving her cum back inside of you as she did so.

You had never felt anything like it-- so hot, full, and completely fulfilled.

---

You only let her finger you for the next week, too worried to test your luck. You realized how little you even knew about pregnancy, especially because no one out there had gotten their periods in months. The only comfort that you felt was that you thought you’d know if you were pregnant. Surely there was some kind of motherly instinct that would be alerting you?

“Sooo,” Shauna started, rolling over to face you on the tiny ‘bed.’ “When can we do that thing again?”

“That thing?” you asked. “Coming inside of me, you mean.”

“Mhm,” she hummed, stroking down your side. “How about right now?”

“We shouldn’t…”

But your tone wasn’t convincing to her, or even to your own ears.

She came inside of you again, and it felt just as good as the first time. You loved knowing that she lost control around you— that she couldn’t even force herself to pull out of your heat. It was intoxicating.

Before long, she started doing it more and more. She fantasized about breeding you, getting you pregnant, trapping you with her forever. She didn’t actually want to take care of kids, but she just couldn’t stop filling you up and fucking you to completion.

The hunt happened.

Mari died.

Nat called for rescue.

You felt off.

You knew deep down that it had happened.

You'd thrown up this morning, you'd felt sick to your stomach… you were pregnant.

Where you previously sided with Shauna about wanting to stay in the wilderness, you were now secretly grateful that the plan worked and rescue would come shortly.

Shauna noticed shortly. How could she not?

You were sluggish and sick, you wouldn’t let her touch you for a while-- too worried for your own safety, the safety of the baby, and Shauna’s reaction to get in the mood. It was Shauna’s fault, kind of, but still. You already didn’t know how serious this was for her, and now there was a baby added into the mix? How would you explain this to your family?

You didn’t have to wait long for the confrontation, because Shauna wasn’t patient at all.

You saw her shadow and felt her presence before she spoke:

“You’re, um…?” Shauna said, standing in the entryway of your hut.

“Yeah,” you swallowed. “I mean, I’m pretty sure.”

She nodded, swallowing thickly. She looked as sick as you felt.

“I know you want to stay—“ you continued, but she cut you off.

“No,” she said, immediately. “We can’t now. Not with the baby.”

“What?” you asked, shocked.

She came into the hut, sitting beside you, “It’s not safe here. It’s…good that Nat called.”

You blinked, searching her face. “You’re not mad?”

“At you? Or Nat?” she asked, before looking down. “No. No to both. Nat probably just saved your life.”

“Probably,” you said, still shaken.

“Well, until then, you’re off water duty,” Shauna ran a hand through her greasy hair.

“Why?” you asked. “I’m not even showing yet, I can carry a bucket of water.”

“Nope,” she refused. “I’m doing it. And you’re taking some of my food, since you’re eating for two.”

“Shauna—“

“No arguing,” she said, uncharacteristically kissing your cheek. “At least now I can come inside you whenever you want.”

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butch shauna ❤️❤️ WE Appreciate and are waiting for this

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Thank you ❤️❤️ we are all united in our love for butch Shauna, 🐾

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promoting my side blog where im more active and personal because i like attention @rilkeanheartfemme (no minors)

alsooo bored so send me asks on either blog while i work on a butch shauna piece

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its my birthday today can we have some van pleaseee🥹

Happy birthday!! I hope you're having a wonderful day ❤︎⁠

I'm almost finished with the Van NSFW Alphabet, so that will be posted next!!

If you have any other Van reqs, send them my way!

Again, hbd, Anon!

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💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 1 · Van Palmer NSFW Alphabet · 𓄧 Minors DNI Van in her 20s, no crash au, Van x fem!reader (reader is described as having breas

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Van Palmer NSFW Alphabet

𓄧 Minors DNI

Van in her 20s, no crash au, Van x fem!reader (reader is described as having breasts!) Word count: 1.2k Anon ask <3

A= Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Van lovesss aftercare

It's the most sensual part for her, tbh

She loves to spend forever between your legs, cleaning you up, or getting a warm, wet rag to clean your messy thighs, all while peppering kisses along your legs and stomach

She usually likes to make you cum a few times, so when it's all over, she loves to bring you down slowly and hold you until you're back to your full strength and recovered

B= Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and of their partner)

She loves her hands. She has smaller hands and shorter fingers, but she knows how they drive you crazy and she loves that

On you, she loves basically everything

She loves your soft thighs, your full lips, your breasts-- everything. Whatever you're most comfortable showing off is what she's obsessed with.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum, honestly)

She loves to hear, see, and feel you come. It's an immersive experience for her, honestly. She loves when you're a few orgasms in and you're gushing for her especially if you're a squirter.

D= Dirty Secret (A dirty secret of theirs)

Van would love for you two to make a movie of your own, but only if you brought it up first. Secretly, she loves the idea of the two of you roleplaying and recording it just for the two of you to watch back.

E= Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

She's pretty experienced by the time you two get together

She's had at least one serious girlfriend and a couple on and off flings, so she definitely knows what she's doing

She's known that she was a lesbian since high school, so she had plenty of time to explore and learn what to do when pleasing somebody

F= Favorite Position (This one speaks for itself)

She lovess when you sit on her face. You were afraid the first time that you'd smother her, but honestly, there's no better way to die in her mind

She also loves to be between your thighs. Eating you out slow-- really any position where she can eat you out and taste you.

If she's strapping you, she likes to be on top or in a lotus-type position where you're in her lap. She likes to watch your face and be in control of her slow, torturous thrusts

She's not opposed to you riding her, though, if that's what you're in the mood for-- she loves it.

G= Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous, etc.)

She's naturally a goofy person, so she'll joke around if the moment is right.

She definitely knows when to keep quiet to avoid killing the moment, but you honestly like her little jokes when she throws humor into the mix.

I= Intimacy (How are they in the moment? The romantic aspect)

She's very, very intimate.

The first time the two of you had sex, it honestly felt like you'd known her forever. The way she's able to learn your body, pleasure you fully, and check all the boxes felt like a dream come true.

J= Jack off (Masturbation headcanons)

She has no problem masturbating if you're away, busy, or asleep, but she typically doesn't feel the need to.

Of course, she loves when you touch her or when you're feeling affectionate, but she also has no issue if you want the night to be all about you

Sometimes she doesn't have to get off at all, but when she does, she can do it manually and quickly just to relieve herself

K= Kink (One or more of their kinks)

She does have a breeding kink, okay? She told me.

She also has a slight praise kink when she's giving, but doesn't everyone?

L= Location (Favorite places to do the deed)

She's kind of into it everywhere, but not full sex in public. She'll pack and wear a strap in public, but she wants to wait until you're at home (or at least in the car) before she takes you.

M= Motivation (What turns them on? What gets them going?)

When you're dressed up fancy or at an event

When you're really listening to her nerd out about a good show or movie and giving your thoughts

Honestly, when you both talk about the future and she realizes how lucky she is to have you

Just being around you, honestly, and knowing that you want her, need her, and desire her.

N= No (Something they won’t do)

She wouldn't be into any cnc or anything that wasn't completely discussed. She likes to have discussions before you try something new!

She also wouldn't do anything to physically harm you

O= Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Oh, she has a huge preference for giving.

She'll receive, but usually only after making you finish a few times. She doesn't need to receive much, unless you're overly willing.

P= Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

She leans toward more slow and sensual since she's a romantic, but it depends on what you want. She listens to you and goes off of the energy that you're giving her, so she could go either way.

Q= Quickie (Their opinions on quickies/how often)

She loves a good quickie!!

Any time that she gets an opportunity to make you feel good, she's taking it.

R= Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

She's not a huge risk taker since she usually follows your lead, but if you're giving her certain signals, she's picking up what you're putting down.

She's game to try anything that you're wanting to explore (within reasons, since she does have hard no's.)

S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

She can go for a bunch of rounds if she's pleasuring you, but she usually only likes to come once if you're giving. She's more than satisfied just pleasing you or getting off eating you out.

For you, though, she's willing to go as many rounds and you allow.

T= Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? With a partner or on their own)

Van doesn’t use toys on herself, but she loves to use them on you!

She has a whole arsenal of toys to use on you, tbh (egregious strap collection: thigh straps, ejaculating, etc)

She also loves to use a spreader bar on you just to make sure when you're overstimulated, you're not encroaching on her fun or cutting into your own pleasure.

U= Unfair (How much they like to tease)

She lovesss foreplay and loves to tease you. She'll tease you endlessly, just to make sure you're extra ready for her when it comes down to her actually, well, going down.

She could spend hours just getting you ready and appreciating your body, worshiping you, but sometimes you get impatient. Only then does she speed things up and give you what you want.

V= Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

She's generally pretty quiet and suppresses sounds, if anything, because she wants to hear you. She literally wouldn't be able to forgive herself if she missed out on one of your moans or whimpers.

W= Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

The first time she invited you over to watch a movie at her place, you thought it was a booty call, really. Which you didn't mind

But, no, you just found out that Van was REALLY into movies. She actually just wanted to watch your reaction to her favorite parts and see what you thought.

And, of course, you two having sex after the fact was welcomed, too.

X= X-ray (What’s going on under those clothes?)

Van stopped shaving a long time ago-- in fact, she never really started.

Her mom never taught her, so she just never cared that much.

She has fully grown out leg hair, armpits, and bush.

She has decently toned abs and her legs are strong from her years training for her position as goalie and playing soccer.

Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Van's sex drive fluctuates. If you're trying something new and she's excited by it, her sex drive is very high.

Otherwise, she's pretty much down for whatever you are, whenever that may be.

Z= Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Van falls asleep pretty quickly afterwards, and fast, but only because you do. She always tries to stay awake when you're awake to make sure you're fully taken care of.

She honestly doesn't mean to, but she just gets soo sleepy after being satisfied and taking care of you, focusing her full attention on you.

❤︎

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3 shots in and thinking about shauna calling me pretty girl

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happy father’s day to fratboy au shauna and lottie who want to put a baby in you immediately <3

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there's such a lack of adult shauna x reader fics on here do I need to do something about it

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its my birthday today can we have some van pleaseee🥹

Happy birthday!! I hope you're having a wonderful day ❤︎⁠

I'm almost finished with the Van NSFW Alphabet, so that will be posted next!!

If you have any other Van reqs, send them my way!

Again, hbd, Anon!

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#need to be babied by college au shauna while i ride her thigh……. you know she takes her work seriously but sometimes she can’t help it. that condescending tone & occasional hand wandering under your shirt or towards your clit while she “focuses on studying” 😵‍💫😵‍💫

90% of my asks here are just horny shauna posts…. oops.

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🐾, NEVER apologize for sending horny Shauna ideas my way bc I eat them up !!

Focus on Me

MDNI

1k words

You knew that logically, you could wait for Shauna to finish her work. You knew that she had a test coming up, and she was nothing if not consistently overly prepared for class. Usually, her smarts and responsibility with her grades was hot, but now it was taking attention away from you.

You were sprawled out on her bed, lying on your stomach with your feet kicking in the air while you tried (and failed) to read a magazine. You'd been waiting for this issue to be released, but now, the magazine was the furthest thing from your mind.

You watched Shauna work, instead. You watched how her brow furrowed and how her plump lips mouthed the words she was transcribing onto paper. You watched how her long fingers wrapped around her pencil-- how she was gripping it so tight that the tips of her fingers were white.

"You're staring," she remarked, her lips quirking up. "I can literally feel it."

Caught.

You groaned, flipping onto your back. "Are you almost done? I'm dying over here."

"Dying?" she rolled her eyes, finally looking up and spinning her chair around. "We just had sex this morning."

"So?" you replied. "I can only want you once a day now? Are we forty?"

"Forty-year-olds can have high sex drives," she corrected.

You threw a dirty t-shirt at her head. She was supposed to clean her room and do some laundry this morning, but that was when you had gotten... distracted. Again. "When are you gonna be done?"

"Fifteen more minutes," she said, wetting her lips cruelly. "Can you handle that, baby?"

"No," you whined. "Especially not with you using pet names."

"Is my girl needy?" she asked in her usual bedroom voice.

"Oh my God," you got up, looping your arms around her neck from the back, kissing her cheek. "You're evil. Do you know that?"

"I know," she said smugly. "You love it. Come sit on my lap."

"Nuh-uh," you laughed, kissing her shoulder. "I won't be able to resist."

"Who said you had to resist?" Shauna asked, lifting one brow. "C'mere."

She didn't have to tell you twice.

You sat down on her lap, leaning your chin up to meet her lips slow. She kissed you back, of course, because she wasn't very good at resisting either. She hummed into the kiss, even though she knew she had to get back to work. She knew that she couldn't say no to you.

"Babe," she said between kisses, but your lips met again. "Mm."

"Mhm?" you asked, meeting her lips again eagerly, slipping your tongue into her mouth.

"Baby, I have to finish this," she said, right before sucking a bit on your tongue, kissing you again with fever. "Just a few more minutes?"

"What do I get in a few minutes?" you asked, slowing the kisses and reluctantly pausing what she started.

"Whatever you want," she said, before reiterating, "Whatever my girl wants."

"Tease," you said, making yourself comfortable on her lap while she turned to pick up the pencil again.

You sat on her lap, reading what she was writing as she (sorta) focused, but every once in a while she'd move her leg in a way that created friction right where you needed. She had her one arm around your waist and her other occupied writing, but the hand around your waist repositioned you in such a way that amplified how good her thigh felt between your legs.

You didn't mean to start obviously humping her leg while she was just trying to work, but it was hard to do it subtly.

So, you just gyrated a bit in place, going with the movement that Shauna's arm was moving you in. Shauna was writing significantly slower than before, which meant her attention was no longer solely being given to her school work.

You soon realized that almost none of her attention was on her work, because her hand started to move and slip beneath your shirt. Just her thumb at first, rubbing little circles, but then, her finger slipping below the waistband of your shorts and underwear.

"Shauna..." you warned.

"Hm?" she replied, pretending to sound busy. "Is something wrong, baby?"

"What're you doing?" you asked as her finger ran across your slit.

"I'm writing," she said.

"Shauna," you said again as her thumb found your clit.

She always found it quick, but it seemed like she was on a mission tonight. She knew every area of your body like the back of her hand, which definitely didn't help when you were trying to keep it together and wait for Shauna to be done.

You writhed on her lap, moving your hips in time with her strokes directly where you needed her. She wasn't writing anymore. Instead, she placed her other hand on your thigh to open your legs more.

"Fuck, you're always so ready for me," she pulled you closer to get to your neck, breathing you in while her fingers worked a bit harder. Before, she was ghosting over your folds. Now, she was properly feeling how slick you got from her teasing. "My poor baby."

"Fuck," you mumbled, your voice wavering at the babying. You absolutely loved when Shauna babied you, and you knew that.

You knew that you were her whole world, her princess-- anything. And now, you knew that her fingers being inside of you was more important than any class work.

"Love you," she murmured, slipping a finger inside of you. "I love your pussy."

"Please," you moaned. "Fuck me on the bed."

She didn't hesitate, lifting you into her arms with her fingers still inside, lying you down on the mattress.

"Homework can wait," she said, kissing you as if she were starving. "You're more important. Sit on my face."

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Feeling crazy about college Shauna. Gf Shauna at college being too smart and hot while trying to do her work. Biting her nail and licking her lips without meaning to, still managing to drive you crazy from across the room where you're waiting for her on the bed

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Hello sweetie! I hope you’re doing amazing. Can I ask if you’d be willing to write for two Yellowjackets x R at the same time? I may have an idea…

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Hehe yesss ofc I am !! Let me hear what you have in mind 👀👀

Hope you’re doing amazing as well, ☀️ !!

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Hi lovely! I was honestly recently thinking about how Fratboy!Shauna would act while she's drunk? And it would be super cute for reader to take care of her drunk and clingy girlfriend like bring her home and tuck her in and all that!! Obviously you dont have to write this if you dont want to or already have too much on your plate or dont have the time, please take care of yourself first, hope you're having a great day! 🩷

- 🌸 anon

Never too much on my plate to get to asks done (eventually). Hope you're having the best day too, 🌸. I always look forward to getting asks from you!

MDNI (sorry I literally can't not write smut with frat boy Shauna I'll work on it... BUT it's in the last section + other parts are labeled, so just skip it you don't want to read that!)

Drunk Fratboy!Shauna parties. A lot. She has to, she's important in her fraternity, after all. And a natural part of college partying (for her, anyway) is drinking. She used to see it as just another drunken night, but it morphed into something else over time.

Drunk Fratboy!Shauna always says she won't get plastered, but then you see how much fun she's having and you know she's already too far gone. It was a good thing you lived close and didn't like to drink as much as she did.

Drunk Fratboy!Shauna who used to prioritize just getting a girl into bed when she got intoxicated, but now had many different sides:

Sleepy Drunk Shauna expected to hold you all night. She expected that anyway, but she was insistent about it when she drank. She wanted to fall asleep against your warm chest with her face buried into you, nuzzling closer if you moved even a tiny bit away. Once she was out cold, she was dead to the world, but you still felt bad moving. She just looked so small and young when tiredness overtook her, and her usual attitude was replaced with soft sighs, an occasional snore, and her eyelids fluttering when she dreamed. Horny Drunk Shauna was... well, all over you. She couldn't keep her hands to herself. She was constantly draping herself over you at the party, slipping her hands into the back pockets of your jeans, kissing your neck. "Let's go home," she'd hiccup. "You smell so good. Lemme feel you, go to the bathroom." She'd constantly want to hook up right then and there in the nearest empty room or bathroom (since it was guaranteed to have a lock). The whole drive home, she'd have her hand on your leg, too, if you didn't let her get what she wanted in public. She'd trace little circles on your thigh before sliding up and feeling you up while you drove. "Shauna, you're gonna make me crash," you'd say, not really complaining though. "Don't care," she'd pout. "I know you're wet." Sweet Drunk Shauna is always telling you how beautiful you look and how lucky she is. She just feels like the luckiest person in the world right now, and she absolutely has to let you know. "'m so fucking lucky," she'd slur, kissing your neck. She'd miss your neck a few times, opting to kiss your chest since it was a wider canvas. She'd make all these plans with you and for you that you knew she couldn't afford right now and she wouldn't remember in the morning, but it was the thought that counted, right? "Let's just run away and get married," she'd say. Her hair would be all messy from half-assing washing her face. "You're drunk," you'd say. "Maybe," she'd chuckle, getting impossibly closer to you. "I'd say all this shit sober, too."

Drunk Fratboy!Shauna who'd try to take care of you, even when she could barely stand. She'd want to get you water and stand behind you, nuzzling into your neck while you brushed your teeth before bed. Which, speaking of brushing teeth, you always had to brush hers. She'd sit on top of the toilet lid while you did the best you could with Shauna laughing and trying to hug you through your efforts.

Drunk Fratboy!Shauna would always try to initiate something. Secretly, you loved it. You knew that she always wanted you sober, so drunk was no different. Sometimes, you'd give in and she'd slip inside of you, giving a few shallow thrusts before falling asleep or letting you know that she was nauseous. Other times, she would power through, whimpering extra into your neck (she was always louder when she was drunk), but also, she always forgot to pull out when she had too much to drink. Good thing you took other preventive measures!

[femmewriterthing]

Oh how i love butch Shauna 😋 thank you for the meal! 🩷

— 🌸 anon

🤭 ofc !! Always thinking about butch Shauna. I #NEED that !!!

[femmewriterthing]

Mind FULL of butch Shauna Shipman. Matching with you to go to events, letting you use her ties as a belt, letting you dress her up...

Making sure you're taken care of all night and keeping her hand on your waist. Spoiling you when you need something and getting you food and drinks while all you have to do is sit there and look pretty.

Her immediate arousal when you surprise her with new lingerie that you bought just for her to rip it off of you. All she wants is to be able to put her hands all over you and take her time worshipping your mind, body, and soul.