mimi —. she/her. eighteen. night owl. dragonflies. twenty one pilots. inhaler. britpop. purple. social media fics. wattpad. stranger things. heated rivalry. the pitt
summary : secretly hooking up with your rival team’s striker doesn’t help when you’ve just lost a tournament. but god, it drives mel crazy when she sees you pissed off— so she does the only thing she knows how to do to get you to relax… finger you in the janitor's closet.
rival!mel x rival!afab!reader
content warnings : no mentions of y/n, fingering, sneaking around, mel licking your fingers after theyve just been inside you && idk if i missed any. MEN && MDNI !
authors note : not proof read!!! was watching yellowjackets and this came to me. the mel in this 👀 highkey need that. anyways enjoy :p | reblogs & comments appreciated ! | taglist !
Sweat is dripping down your face. You tried to pass the ball to your teammate, but Mel stole the ball as you kicked it. She juggled the ball with her feet before kicking it into the goal. The rival soccer team cheered. Your team only needed one more point to break the tie, but Mel beat you to it.
You watched as Mel hugged her teammate, all of them jumping up and down. “We’ll get ‘em next time.” One of your teammates patted your back before walking away. You were pissed– rightfully so.
Mel began walking up to you, “Good game?” You rolled your eyes at her as you crossed your arms, “Sure.” Mel laughed at your response, “You can’t be mad that I played the game.”
You began walking away, not responding to her. “Oh, c’mon!” Mel followed behind you, trying to grab your arm. “Look, if you keep following me like this–” You looked at your teammates, who were starting to walk away, “they will definitely know that there's something between us. So please just let me be angry at you for a little bit.”
Finally, Mel walked away. But she was laughing, like, you being angry was funny or something. It pissed you off even more now, and the heat didn’t help your anger.
As you walked to the locker room, you passed Mel, who grabbed your hand and dragged you into the janitor's closet.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m gonna help you relax.” Mel locked the door.
“How?” Your voice let out confused tones.
Mel placed her hand on your neck, bringing you closer to her. “You know exactly how.” She placed a kiss on your neck, “Only if you want me to.” She looked at you.
Being pissed off at her for playing the game properly, and her wanting to help you relax by sneaking away from the rest and doing things to you, was making you horny.
You placed your hands on her hips, trying to push her closer to you than she already was. “Yes, do whatever you want.” You let out, your chest beating faster as Mel’s free hand slipped under your pants into your panties.
You were already getting wet, and she was just barely getting started.
“You're so fucking wet.” Mel bit her lip, rubbing her fingers in a circular motion on your clit.
A small moan left your lips, you grinded your hips into hers, following the rhythm of her fingers. Your clit throbbed as Mel quickened her pace. “Do you like that?” She asked you. Your response to her question was a quiet moan that left your lips as you placed your forehead on her shoulder.
Mel kissed your shoulder as she simultaneously slipped her fingers inside your wet pussy. She pumped her fingers in and out of you slowly, letting you feel every bit of pleasure.
You lifted your head and kissed Mel, your hands making their way up her back and scratching it each time her fingers went inside of you. You tried to keep kissing her, but the faster she went, the less air you had inside of you.
At any given moment, you felt that you were about to climax. Mel did not slow down as she heard you panting. Mel rubbed your clit with her thumb, and that's when your body shuddered. A loud moan almost escaped your mouth, but you covered it with your hand before any noise could come out.
Mel took her fingers out of you and brought them to her mouth before sucking them clean.
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summary : jack gets off as he watches you play with yourself
content warning : age gap ( reader mid-20’s / jack early-40’s — it’s implied but not stated), masturbation, consensual voyerism (is that the termmm?…) & no mentions of y/n MDNI!
jack abbot x gf!reader
authors note : hiii this was supposed to be more in depth but like i hated what i wrote so… < go to my taglist if you wanna be tagged in future posts like this > ( reblogs appreciated! send request! ) — not proof read !!!
Jack loved nothing more than watching you pleasure yourself. Watching you rub your clit with your fingers. Letting out deep breaths and small moans from your mouth as you called out his name, wishing he were helping you. But he prefers watching you please yourself as he does the same.
He moves his hand up and down around his cock as he watches you pump your fingers inside of you. It made him horny… way too horny. When you begged him to fuck you, he would tell you to wait and just imagine him fucking you as you pleased yourself.
You did what he told you to do. You rubbed your clit faster and faster, your body shuddering as you reached your climax. Your wetness stains the sheets of the bed. You turned your head to look at him watching him cum as he stared you dead in the eyes.
imagining this but he’s also talking to you….. “this how you do it when i’m not home? yeah?” “nuh uh, keep goin, m’not helping you. get there on your own.” oh my goddddd ur so good to me for writing this
summary : jack gets off as he watches you play with yourself
content warning : age gap ( reader mid-20’s / jack early-40’s — it’s implied but not stated), masturbation, consensual voyerism (is that the termmm?…) & no mentions of y/n MDNI!
jack abbot x gf!reader
authors note : hiii this was supposed to be more in depth but like i hated what i wrote so… < go to my taglist if you wanna be tagged in future posts like this > ( reblogs appreciated! send request! ) — not proof read !!!
Jack loved nothing more than watching you pleasure yourself. Watching you rub your clit with your fingers. Letting out deep breaths and small moans from your mouth as you called out his name, wishing he were helping you. But he prefers watching you please yourself as he does the same.
He moves his hand up and down around his cock as he watches you pump your fingers inside of you. It made him horny… way too horny. When you begged him to fuck you, he would tell you to wait and just imagine him fucking you as you pleased yourself.
You did what he told you to do. You rubbed your clit faster and faster, your body shuddering as you reached your climax. Your wetness stains the sheets of the bed. You turned your head to look at him watching him cum as he stared you dead in the eyes.
content : ellie is still fucking horny and you're trying to sleep (cw : 18+, minors dni, high key somnophilia, ellie has the libido of a rabbit, short drabble)
ellie is insatiable, she'll not be done with the four rounds you already had. she wants more.
she'll wrap her hands around your tired body and press herself against you, with her heat rubbing against your ass. you're so warm and comforting to hold, it all makes her want to rut on you even more.
she lifts one of your legs and slids in hers between yours and oh fuck, she feels like she'll go insane. she can feel your wetness from the previous rounds, the previous rounds where you were nothing but a bambling mess around her tongue. she nuzzles her nose against the crook of your neck while leaving behind sloppy kisses on your back. if she could be any closer to you than she already is, she would.
she presses her knee against your already wet pussy and- ah there it is. small whimpers leave your lips. as if it was like fuel to her already hot fire, she drags her hands south and finds your clit. her lips don't stop abusing your neck, which already had several hickeys, while her hands play with your bundle of nerves. you're panting, groaning and stirring in your sleep, desperately in need of rest. but ellie needs more.
summary : jack abbot finds out you’re a virgin and wants to be the one to take your virginity.
content warnings : age gap ( reader is 26 / jack late 40’s ), fingering, p in v, protected sex, losing virginity, riding, no mentions of y/n.
jack abbot x virgin!afab!f!reader
authors note : not proof read | guys… i need this man neowww. | reblogs && comments appreciated !
For your whole 26 years of living, you've not lost your virginity. It killed you inside every day, hearing everyone around you boast about how they're advancing in their relationships or doing things and trying new things with different people. And here you were, feeling pathetic as ever, never even making it past 1st base.
While having a chat in the breakroom with Jack, you accidentally made it very clear that you haven't lost your virginity yet. Your face was filled with embarrassment when he looked at you, shocked.
“How come a pretty girl like you hasn't lost their virginity yet?” Jack asked, his eyes looking you up and down.
“I don't know?” You let out an awkward laugh.
Jack did that smirk that he always does, “Meet me at my car after our shift.” He winked at you before leaving the breakroom to go back to the chaos that was the Pitt.
You bit the inside of your cheeks. Why does he want to see you at his car after work? Was it because you told him you were a virgin? Was he implying that he was going to take your virginity? I mean, you wouldn't be mad if he did… he was disgustingly handsome, but you were scared shitless.
“If this is about me saying I was still a virgin, you don't have to do this. I’m totally okay about being a virgin, I promise you it doesn't fuck with my head.” You walked up to Jack, who was leaning on his car.
“Are you sure?” He waited for a response, but you didn't give him one. “Besides, I want to do this.” He grabbed your face with his hands and kissed you like he was starving. “Only if you want me to.” His voice was low.
Shit, this was making you horny.
“Can we get in your car first?” You walked to the passenger seat. “Also, I don’t think I want my first time to be in a car.” You told him.
“I would never have sex with a girl in my car.” He started the car, pulling out of the parking lot and driving to his place.
“So… I’m assuming you've had experience with many other girls.”
“Yeah, but that doesn't make me any less excited to have sex with you.” He smiled.
Your cheeks started to burn up. “You're going to be very disappointed.” Jack turned to look at you, “I could never be disappointed by you.”
God, every word that came out of his mouth was making you wet.
It started the way it always did: making out.
Jack’s hand traveled from your back to your neck as he kissed you, pulling you closer to him, his free hand squeezing your ass. Now and then, he’d let out a low growl.
He guided you to his bed, laying you down. “Do you want me to do this?”
You nodded your head. It was about time you lost your virginity, and the fact that it was Jack who was taking it made it a little less scary.
Jack smirked, “You don't know how long I’ve been dreaming about having sex with you, and to take your virginity, fuck it makes me even hornier.”
Hearing him say that made you want him inside you. “Really?” You asked endearingly.
He nodded his head and moved his hands under your pants, circling his fingers over your clit, making you wetter than you’ve ever been. Of course, you’ve touched yourself before, but when it was someone else's hand instead of yours, it felt even better.
You moved your hips in the motion his fingers were moving, your head digging into the mattress as you arched your back. It felt so good.
“You look so beautiful.” Jack pressed his lips against yours, passionately kissing you while simultaneously pleasuring you, his fingers slipping inside you.
You inhaled sharply, as your mouth opened, letting out a loud moan. He pumped his fingers in and out, watching you as your eyes rolled back. He picked up his pace, going faster and faster each time his fingers went in and out.
“Fuck.” Your heart was beating rapidly.
You were almost there until he slowed down. His fingers left your hole, leaving you begging for more.
“Why’d you stop?” You asked, watching him take off his pants and put a condom on.
“I want to fuck you so badly.” He pulled your pants down to your ankles, taking your panties down with them. His tongue licked your clit before finding its way to your mouth.
You could feel his cock slap against your clit before entering you. You gasped a little, tightening your hands around his biceps as he pumped in and out of you slowly.
“I want you.” He kissed your neck. “I need you.” The slow pace at which he was going quickened.
Every part of you wanted more and more, hoping he wouldn’t stop like before.
“I need you to ride me.” He slowed down, taking his cock out of you– leaving you yet again wanting more.
You removed your pants from your ankles as he assisted you on top of him, inserting his cock inside you.
“I don't know–”
“You got this, do what you think feels good.” He told you.
“Okay…” You slowly moved your hips back and forth, his hands assisting you. You then started lifting yourself up and down, feeling his cock go in and out.
A groan left his mouth as he shut his eyes and let you take full control.
“Is this good?”
“Mhm.” He said quietly as his breathing quickened.
You started going faster, leaning your hands on his stomach. You were getting the hang of it.
Your eyes rolled back as his cock hit the right place, sending you over the edge. You kept going, even though your body begged you to stop. Seconds later, a loud grunt came out of Jack’s mouth, his hands squeezing your thighs tightly.
“Shit.” He panted.
You fell to the side of him, catching your breath as your body buzzed. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt this good ever.” You admitted.
summary : jack abbot finds out you’re a virgin and wants to be the one to take your virginity.
content warnings : age gap ( reader is 26 / jack late 40’s ), fingering, p in v, protected sex, losing virginity, riding, no mentions of y/n.
jack abbot x virgin!afab!f!reader
authors note : not proof read | guys… i need this man neowww. | reblogs && comments appreciated !
For your whole 26 years of living, you've not lost your virginity. It killed you inside every day, hearing everyone around you boast about how they're advancing in their relationships or doing things and trying new things with different people. And here you were, feeling pathetic as ever, never even making it past 1st base.
While having a chat in the breakroom with Jack, you accidentally made it very clear that you haven't lost your virginity yet. Your face was filled with embarrassment when he looked at you, shocked.
“How come a pretty girl like you hasn't lost their virginity yet?” Jack asked, his eyes looking you up and down.
“I don't know?” You let out an awkward laugh.
Jack did that smirk that he always does, “Meet me at my car after our shift.” He winked at you before leaving the breakroom to go back to the chaos that was the Pitt.
You bit the inside of your cheeks. Why does he want to see you at his car after work? Was it because you told him you were a virgin? Was he implying that he was going to take your virginity? I mean, you wouldn't be mad if he did… he was disgustingly handsome, but you were scared shitless.
“If this is about me saying I was still a virgin, you don't have to do this. I’m totally okay about being a virgin, I promise you it doesn't fuck with my head.” You walked up to Jack, who was leaning on his car.
“Are you sure?” He waited for a response, but you didn't give him one. “Besides, I want to do this.” He grabbed your face with his hands and kissed you like he was starving. “Only if you want me to.” His voice was low.
Shit, this was making you horny.
“Can we get in your car first?” You walked to the passenger seat. “Also, I don’t think I want my first time to be in a car.” You told him.
“I would never have sex with a girl in my car.” He started the car, pulling out of the parking lot and driving to his place.
“So… I’m assuming you've had experience with many other girls.”
“Yeah, but that doesn't make me any less excited to have sex with you.” He smiled.
Your cheeks started to burn up. “You're going to be very disappointed.” Jack turned to look at you, “I could never be disappointed by you.”
God, every word that came out of his mouth was making you wet.
It started the way it always did: making out.
Jack’s hand traveled from your back to your neck as he kissed you, pulling you closer to him, his free hand squeezing your ass. Now and then, he’d let out a low growl.
He guided you to his bed, laying you down. “Do you want me to do this?”
You nodded your head. It was about time you lost your virginity, and the fact that it was Jack who was taking it made it a little less scary.
Jack smirked, “You don't know how long I’ve been dreaming about having sex with you, and to take your virginity, fuck it makes me even hornier.”
Hearing him say that made you want him inside you. “Really?” You asked endearingly.
He nodded his head and moved his hands under your pants, circling his fingers over your clit, making you wetter than you’ve ever been. Of course, you’ve touched yourself before, but when it was someone else's hand instead of yours, it felt even better.
You moved your hips in the motion his fingers were moving, your head digging into the mattress as you arched your back. It felt so good.
“You look so beautiful.” Jack pressed his lips against yours, passionately kissing you while simultaneously pleasuring you, his fingers slipping inside you.
You inhaled sharply, as your mouth opened, letting out a loud moan. He pumped his fingers in and out, watching you as your eyes rolled back. He picked up his pace, going faster and faster each time his fingers went in and out.
“Fuck.” Your heart was beating rapidly.
You were almost there until he slowed down. His fingers left your hole, leaving you begging for more.
“Why’d you stop?” You asked, watching him take off his pants and put a condom on.
“I want to fuck you so badly.” He pulled your pants down to your ankles, taking your panties down with them. His tongue licked your clit before finding its way to your mouth.
You could feel his cock slap against your clit before entering you. You gasped a little, tightening your hands around his biceps as he pumped in and out of you slowly.
“I want you.” He kissed your neck. “I need you.” The slow pace at which he was going quickened.
Every part of you wanted more and more, hoping he wouldn’t stop like before.
“I need you to ride me.” He slowed down, taking his cock out of you– leaving you yet again wanting more.
You removed your pants from your ankles as he assisted you on top of him, inserting his cock inside you.
“I don't know–”
“You got this, do what you think feels good.” He told you.
“Okay…” You slowly moved your hips back and forth, his hands assisting you. You then started lifting yourself up and down, feeling his cock go in and out.
A groan left his mouth as he shut his eyes and let you take full control.
“Is this good?”
“Mhm.” He said quietly as his breathing quickened.
You started going faster, leaning your hands on his stomach. You were getting the hang of it.
Your eyes rolled back as his cock hit the right place, sending you over the edge. You kept going, even though your body begged you to stop. Seconds later, a loud grunt came out of Jack’s mouth, his hands squeezing your thighs tightly.
“Shit.” He panted.
You fell to the side of him, catching your breath as your body buzzed. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt this good ever.” You admitted.
was thinking a tiny bit of angst with mel😓😓 mel comes home from a rough shift and is angry/annoyed and is kind of taking it out on gf!reader instead of just talking about what’s bothering her, then she realizes that she’s actually making reader upset and apologizing and comforts but also talks about her feelings to reader 🤗🤗 sorry this was a whole paragraph
authors note : not proof read!! thank u sm for the request!!! | reblogs and comments appreciated !
You were cooking in the kitchen when you heard the front door slam shut.
“Baby, is everything okay?” You quickly walk over to Mel, whose face is filled with a mixture of anger and annoyance.
“I don’t wanna talk about it.” She shoved you out of the way and sat down on the couch. “Are you sure? I think maybe you’ll be less angry if you talk about it.”
“I’m not angry. Can you just go back to making your food?” She didn't even bother to look at you; she just turned the TV on and pretended as if you weren't there.
You walked back to the kitchen, confused about why she was treating you this way when she’s usually very open about how she’s feeling when things piss her off.
“Do you want water with your food?” You shouted from the kitchen.
“Sure.” She responded, but not with her usual chipper tone.
Gosh, it was making you overthink everything you've done from the moment she came home to now. Were you bothering her? Were you just adding on to the list of things that were annoying her and making her angry? Why was she acting like this? Towards you, especially– she always says you make her less stressed once she comes home from work… what happened?
“Uh, here's your food and water.” You handed it to Mel, who didn’t even take three bites before never touching the food again.
“Are you not gonna eat?”
“I’ve got too much on my mind.” She finally looked at you, “Is that a problem?” There was a pinch of annoyance in her voice.
“No.” You awkwardly smiled. “Sooo… how was work?”
“I told you, I don't wanna talk about anything. Why is that not making sense to you?!” She got up and walked to the bedroom before shutting the door.
What the hell. Why was she talking to you like that, being such an asshole all of a sudden?
You walked to the bedroom and saw her lying in bed, looking at her phone. You lie down beside her, wrapping your arm around her torso. “Please, just talk to me, I wanna know what's wrong.”
Mel forcefully threw your arm off of her and got out of the bed, not even batting an eye at you.
“Seriously, Mel?” You were shocked at what she had just done.
“What!”
“Okay, why are you being such an asshole to me? Look, whatever happened outside of this house has nothing to do with me, I mean, I literally do not know why you're mad. So stop taking your anger out on me!”
Mel turned around, looking at you, “You’re right, I’m sorry. It’s just too much is going on in my head that I can’t think at the moment, and every little thing is irritating me.”
“If we talk about it, it will make you less irritated. I promise.” You motioned for her to sit down next to you on the bed.
“Fine.” She threw herself onto the bed.
You grabbed her hand, and she held it tightly. “I’m sorry for being so mean to you. I mean it.” She looked at you, worry filled her eyes, “I don’t ever want to hurt your feelings, it's just that at work everyone is all over the place and seems to be comfortable with everyone, but the second I talk, it’s like nothing matters anymore.” A tear escaped from her eye. “It just made me extremely angry at everyone and annoyed at myself for even trying to have a conversation. Nobody cares about what I have to say.”
You cupped Mels' face with your free hand, wiping the few tears that made their way out of her eyes with your thumb. “Baby, I care about what you have to say. I love you, I want you to know that. I’m always gonna be here for you, no matter what. You just have to tell me what's making you feel a certain way, okay?”
Mel nodded her head before melting into the hug you gave her.
I hope one day some of y’all can admit that we live in a world where neither Santos or Langdon is 100% correct and lots of things in that situation have gray areas
I can’t stress enough how obsessed I am his BEEFY ARMS and the FARMERS TAN and those NECK WRINKLES and the FRECKLES omg what if I just took a chomp out of those BICEPS what then
summary : you and jack split, thinking things between you two weren’t working out… but every sleepless night, meaningless hookups opened yours and jack's eyes. all you two wanted was each other.
jack abbot x exgf!reader
content warning : age gap ( reader late-twenties / jack mid-forties )—though not stated but it’s what i had in mind when writing, a kiss, implied one-night stand, angst— idrk tho, && going back to an ex.
authors note : reblogs appreciated / send requests ! | excited to start this mini series :) Not proof readdd
An unfamiliar man’s arms wrapped around your body. Someone you met at the bar. Someone to ease the pain of the one person you miss. Your head is on top of his chest, unsure if you should get up and leave or just stay a little bit longer in hopes that he would morph into that someone you missed– but you know that won’t happen.
Slowly releasing yourself from his grip, you grab your clothes that are scattered on the floor and put them on. It was the same old routine that happened every night after work. Dress yourself up in your nicest clothes, hit the bar, and follow a random man to his apartment to feel something. You were tired of it. The only person you craved was Jack. And right now, in this moment, an urge in your body is telling you to go to him.
You pulled out your phone and called an Uber home.
But not your home exactly…
The car stopped right in front of Jack's apartment. The one that you used to live in a year ago. The one that held a mixture of memories.
“Thank you.” You told the driver as you stepped out of the car. Looking at his apartment made your stomach turn, and your heart pound.
You took a deep breath and walked towards his door. Your hand hesitated to knock on his door as you lifted it. Your signature knock was all it took to make him open the door.
“Jack...”
“I missed you.” Jack caressed your face before kissing you. And just like that, your body melted into his; all the stress and sleepless nights seemed to be a thing of the past. You were right where you wanted to be.
“Remind me never to lose you again.” You let out.
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ﾒ𖦹 yard of blonde girls — jack abbot finds out you’re a virgin and wants to be the one to take your virginity. / wc. 1.02k — MDNI !!
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