ms knife we need you to set the record straight and give us the 100% accurate bushjackets!! a bush masterlist if you will!!
the great yellowjackets bush manual
— warnings: bush-jackets. bringing back the great bush discourse one final time this year, except we probably all agree on this, anyway. ┆ including: jackie. shauna. lottie. nat. van. taissa. mari. melissa. ┆
▸ the following is intended for informational & recreational purposes only. it is to serve as a personal headcanon reference guide regarding grooming habits among the yellowjackets. the information contained herein reflects interpretive fanon, not canon/actor preferences. this manual may be cited, referenced or reblogged at will, however, it may not be used against the author in future debates should new canon contradict any claims made.
wilderness canon supersedes all: in post-crash scenarios, all subjects are assumed to have a full bush. entries are subject to change based on new evidence. reader discretion advised. guys what am i even doing here oh my god.
01 — jackie taylor.
as much as i personally love portraying jackie with a full bush in my fics, i think, realistically (and by realistically i mean in a no-crash scenario), she’s clean shaven. but hear me out!! jackie would mostly just put effort into shaving daily for jeff, so it’s less about personal preference and more about feeling ‘desirable’ in the way she’s been taught to be. that said, i love the idea that once they break up and she gets with a lesbian such as myself, she grows a lot more confident in herself & her body and realizes that, ‘even as a woman’ it is, in fact, okay to put the razor down. i’m telling you, just give her time & a lesbian by her side, then trust the process!!
02 — shauna shipman.
full bush, always. no matter what. full bush 4 life!!! maybeee jackie once showed her how to shave, standing awkwardly in her bathroom with the door locked, but shauna never bothered keeping it up. at most, she did her bikini lines on pool days with jackie & jeff just to avoid comments, and even that felt like an annoying amount of work at the time. so, after the wilderness, shauna not once looked back. teen & adult timeline shauna with a full bush (and armpit hair. and leg hair. and a happy trail……but that’s a story for another time).
03 — natalie scatorccio.
guys this is gonna get really boring really soon, because i also see nat going full bush….first of all, she genuinely cannot be bothered with all the effort it takes to shave; the products, the potential razor bumps, etc etc. she has much better things to do!! however, on the rare occasion nat does shave, she’ll do it for her own entertainment: one must imagine nat, emerging from the bathroom, bare from the waist down and a joint between her lips, proudly presenting the star-shaped bush with a wide grin. or maybe a heart for valentine’s day?
04 — lottie matthews.
does one have time to shave in a clinic in switzerland? in fact, does a cult leader have time to shave....? yeah, didn’t think so. or maybe i’m just biased. i’ll give you that: lottie doesn’t shave regularly, but she does maintain. shaving fully just feels unnecessary, so she’ll trim every now and then, and takes care of her bikini lines but never anything beyond that. hence why some days, you will absolutely catch her with a full bush!!
05 — mari ibarra.
mari with a landing strip is pretty much canon to me. much like jackie, she does shave regularly. daily even, if she’s seeing danny. but she still prefers to keep some hair, not liking herself to be completely hairless there. mari shaves everything else clean, though, from her legs to her underarms, and if somebody did bring along a razor to nationals, i 100% think she & jackie would be the last ones to try and maintain their shaving habits for as long as possible.
06 — van palmer.
full bush. matter of fact, fullest bush. hell, bush + happy trail + armpit hair, the whole combo. the holy trinity, if you will. need i say more really? i cannot see van getting the hype of being all hairless, whether it’s the teen- or the adult timeline. she has zero interest in ever getting rid of her body hair: van loves it and treats it accordingly, keeping it far far from razors at all times!!
07 — taissa turner.
nowwww, i’m tempted to say full bush again, but not as full as van’s in the sense that, when she’s able to, she’ll still trim a bit: not a full bush, but a neat bush. tai is obviously not opposed to having body hair on herself, and she will just let it all grow when there’s no time to properly shave, whether there are exams coming up or it’s campaign season. hashtag priorities!! she also doesn’t mind having armpit hair and such. when she’s in the mood for that, sometimes she’ll quit shaving for weeks/months, then shave it off again when she feels like switching things up.
08 — melissa hat.
full bush with a hat, i don’t know man….the fact that this woman does not have armpit hair in the show will never not haunt me. dare i say we were robbed. dare i say massive mischaracterization.?? but let me tell you: in my heart, melissa, too, has a bush and everything else <3 she doesn’t really care one way or the other, and maybe, after seeing van, so confident with her armpit hair, she gains the courage to let her own grow too.
ms knife we need you to set the record straight and give us the 100% accurate bushjackets!! a bush masterlist if you will!!
the great yellowjackets bush manual
— warnings: bush-jackets. bringing back the great bush discourse one final time this year, except we probably all agree on this, anyway. ┆ including: jackie. shauna. lottie. nat. van. taissa. mari. melissa. ┆
▸ the following is intended for informational & recreational purposes only. it is to serve as a personal headcanon reference guide regarding grooming habits among the yellowjackets. the information contained herein reflects interpretive fanon, not canon/actor preferences. this manual may be cited, referenced or reblogged at will, however, it may not be used against the author in future debates should new canon contradict any claims made.
wilderness canon supersedes all: in post-crash scenarios, all subjects are assumed to have a full bush. entries are subject to change based on new evidence. reader discretion advised. guys what am i even doing here oh my god.
01 — jackie taylor.
as much as i personally love portraying jackie with a full bush in my fics, i think, realistically (and by realistically i mean in a no-crash scenario), she’s clean shaven. but hear me out!! jackie would mostly just put effort into shaving daily for jeff, so it’s less about personal preference and more about feeling ‘desirable’ in the way she’s been taught to be. that said, i love the idea that once they break up and she gets with a lesbian such as myself, she grows a lot more confident in herself & her body and realizes that, ‘even as a woman’ it is, in fact, okay to put the razor down. i’m telling you, just give her time & a lesbian by her side, then trust the process!!
02 — shauna shipman.
full bush, always. no matter what. full bush 4 life!!! maybeee jackie once showed her how to shave, standing awkwardly in her bathroom with the door locked, but shauna never bothered keeping it up. at most, she did her bikini lines on pool days with jackie & jeff just to avoid comments, and even that felt like an annoying amount of work at the time. so, after the wilderness, shauna not once looked back. teen & adult timeline shauna with a full bush (and armpit hair. and leg hair. and a happy trail……but that’s a story for another time).
03 — natalie scatorccio.
guys this is gonna get really boring really soon, because i also see nat going full bush….first of all, she genuinely cannot be bothered with all the effort it takes to shave; the products, the potential razor bumps, etc etc. she has much better things to do!! however, on the rare occasion nat does shave, she’ll do it for her own entertainment: one must imagine nat, emerging from the bathroom, bare from the waist down and a joint between her lips, proudly presenting the star-shaped bush with a wide grin. or maybe a heart for valentine’s day?
04 — lottie matthews.
does one have time to shave in a clinic in switzerland? in fact, does a cult leader have time to shave....? yeah, didn’t think so. or maybe i’m just biased. i’ll give you that: lottie doesn’t shave regularly, but she does maintain. shaving fully just feels unnecessary, so she’ll trim every now and then, and takes care of her bikini lines but never anything beyond that. hence why some days, you will absolutely catch her with a full bush!!
05 — mari ibarra.
mari with a landing strip is pretty much canon to me. much like jackie, she does shave regularly. daily even, if she’s seeing danny. but she still prefers to keep some hair, not liking herself to be completely hairless there. mari shaves everything else clean, though, from her legs to her underarms, and if somebody did bring along a razor to nationals, i 100% think she & jackie would be the last ones to try and maintain their shaving habits for as long as possible.
06 — van palmer.
full bush. matter of fact, fullest bush. hell, bush + happy trail + armpit hair, the whole combo. the holy trinity, if you will. need i say more really? i cannot see van getting the hype of being all hairless, whether it’s the teen- or the adult timeline. she has zero interest in ever getting rid of her body hair: van loves it and treats it accordingly, keeping it far far from razors at all times!!
07 — taissa turner.
nowwww, i’m tempted to say full bush again, but not as full as van’s in the sense that, when she’s able to, she’ll still trim a bit: not a full bush, but a neat bush. tai is obviously not opposed to having body hair on herself, and she will just let it all grow when there’s no time to properly shave, whether there are exams coming up or it’s campaign season. hashtag priorities!! she also doesn’t mind having armpit hair and such. when she’s in the mood for that, sometimes she’ll quit shaving for weeks/months, then shave it off again when she feels like switching things up.
08 — melissa hat.
full bush with a hat, i don’t know man….the fact that this woman does not have armpit hair in the show will never not haunt me. dare i say we were robbed. dare i say massive mischaracterization.?? but let me tell you: in my heart, melissa, too, has a bush and everything else <3 she doesn’t really care one way or the other, and maybe, after seeing van, so confident with her armpit hair, she gains the courage to let her own grow too.
camgirl!jackie who puts an insaneeee amount of effort into building her whole anonymous online persona, knowing this is her one chance to create something that can be 100% her own!! the appeal is the distance, probably, knowing there’s a screen between her & all of her viewers, the anonymity allowing her to let loose while being watched.
watching camgirl!jackie’s streams/clips etc. without knowing that it’s jackie.…she’s literally one of your favorite creators, and you have no idea that it is your roommate on your screen, touching herself for the viewers. jackie has never told you what she does, specifically, other than studying at rutgers. all she’s mentioned when you first moved in together was that she sometimes has ‘late nights’ & ‘a little side hustle.’ she also locks her door in the evenings, but that’s usually when you’ll be watching your favorite creator’s streams, so you’re too busy to notice, locked in your own room.
all of this is to say that you never had any reason to suspect that it’s jackie: she doesn’t show her face in any of her clips, and always keeps the camera angled to make sure everything above the shoulders is cropped.
camgirl!jackie who also uses a different voice when she’s talking to her viewers….she’ll speak lower, somewhat raspier, and more seductive every time she greets you by your fake name when she sees it pop up in the chat. it makes your stomach twist like crazyyyyy, hearing her say that on stream, in that tone.
camgirl!jackie who usually goes live wearing the prettiest lingerie!! sometimes the fabric is entirely see-through, her perky nipples poking through the lace. sometimes there are lots of straps, or even stockings and such. sometimes it’s something a viewer bought for her. but jackie never ever wears the same outfit twice!! she’ll start the stream, lying on her side, and make some small talk with the chat. as she speaks, jackie slowly runs her hand down her body, playing with her breasts through the fabric. eventually, her voice becomes too breathy and starts cracking, because she gets too needy to keep on talking :((
out of frame, jackie’s breathing gradually picks up as she props herself up on her elbow, gently squeeing her nipple between the pads of her fingers. “like what you- ah- see?” she rasps, jaw dropping once the feeling becomes too good to focus on her words.
thinking thinking thinkinggg camgirl!jackie who turns around, either to reveal that she’s been wearing a plug, or that she’s been touching herself off camera with her free hand all along, two fingers stroking her clit.
camgirl!jackie who’s known for her big clit!! her most popular clips are the ones of her standing up, filming close-ups of her engorged clit in full hardness as she plays with it, jerking it off between her index & her thumb while her cunt drips, arousal smeared all over her smooth inner thighs <33
the mic will pick up her pretty, high-pitched gasps as her clit throbs between her fingertips, or literally pulses when jackie edges herself on camera, withdrawing her hand to give you the perfect view of her bare cunt. maybe she’ll even spread herself open, then, and show off her throbbing hole…..
clips of camgirl!jackie, riding a toy whilst touching herself. close-up clips of her, tapping the silicone tip of a dildo against her big clit. clips of her, finger fucking herself with her clit on full display. clips of her using a vibrator on it. clips of her, ‘getting hard’ through her panties, a wet stain spreading through the fabric in real time.
maybe you don’t realize it’s your roommate until you recognize shauna in one of her streams or clips. obviously you still can’t identify jackie for sure, but it all falls into place when you spot shauna shipman between her legs. suddenly, it dawns upon you why the sound of her voice always seemed so familiar, and why you felt like you recognized the bedsheets on which she usually fucks herself.
unlike jackie, shauna’s full face is in frame, licking and sucking jackie’s clit while she moans breathlessly, praising her for how good she is with her mouth: “shit, that’s so good, keep going!” she cries through your headphones as shauna’s lips seal around her large clit, tilting her head as though she’s properly making out with it, spit & arousal dripping from her lips as she messily eats jackie out.
you’re blushing furiously as you listen to those sweet gasps and moans, her hips rocking into shauna’s mouth as her fingers sink into the dark strands of hair to pull her closer. your own clit throbs as you watch jackie’s disappear past shauna’s lips, fucking it into her mouth like she would with an actual cock.
you know you should turn it off. this feels, despite it being online for everyone to see, like violating your roommate’s privacy. and yet, you can’t tear your eyes away from your screen, feeling yourself grow wetter and wetter the sloppier shauna’s mouth gets.
after watching that, you browse through jackie’s profile. usually, you’d prefer her solo content over any collab, so you never paid much attention to those clips, but now you’re on the lookout for shauna. you end up finding multiple videos you shamefully binge watch, your hand slipping into your pants as they play.
there are clips of shauna, basically getting face fucked by jackie’s clit. clips of her, jerking jackie off while she sits in her lap, moaning with three of shauna’s fingers stuffing her full. clips of jackie, sucking those same fingers afterwards, and clips of shauna spanking her clit, or bending jackie over her knees to spread her asscheeks and present her to the camera. clips of shauna fucking her with a strap. jackieshauna ejaculating strap………actually, gp!shauna & camgirl!jackie!!
save to say, by the end of your binge watch, you’re soaked.
went back to read your summer fics for the millionth time and i still think about tfem lottie every day 😌
tfem lottie with biggest sub complex ever. she likes to believe that all your friends think she tops, because she’s taller, she drives the car, whatever.
the reality is that you’re tying her wrists to the nearest bedpost after every night out, taking what you want and making her sit there, helpless to do anything but watch. stripteases, riding, the whole nine yards.
(can i claim 🥖 anon? thanks!)
→ for context: the tfem!lottie blurb.
lottie matthews x fem!reader.
— warnings: tfem!lottie. nsfw content, so mdni. strip-tease. bondage. oral sex → hand & blow jobs (lottie!receiving). unprotected p in v sex.
lottie, who loves letting people think she’s the one ‘in control’ in your relationship!! literally everyone in your friend group just assumes so, even teasing about it from time to time. to be fair, lottie makes it easy to believe: she’s taller, gives you the whooole princess treatment, always has a hand on your lower back, drives you everywhere, etc etc!! little do they know what actually goes on behind closed doors…
after dancing at some bar together for like half the night, and feeling her erection subtly press up against your back while grinding your ass into lottie’s front, the two of you decide to head home early and call it a night.
van whistles when she spots you weaving through the crowd toward the exit. “damn,” she says, elbowing tai so she sees you too. “taking your girl home already, lottie?”
lottie just grins to herself, lifting her keys as you flip them off over your shoulder. you let them believe it, let them have their fun thinking she’s the one calling the shots here.
lottie who melts into you the very second you’re inside your shared apartment. she’ll gladly let you press her up against the door, groaning when you palm her bulge through her pants. you can literally feel it throb into the touch, getting impossibly harder now that you’re giving her the attention she has been craving all night.
lottie, who will always try to hump your leg after just a few kisses, begging “please, baby, please,” when you don’t immediately unzip her pants or get on your knees for her the way she so desperately wants.
tying lottie up against your bedposts once you finally make it to the bedroom!! in fact, tying lottie up before she can even do anything: restricting her wrists whilst she’s still fully dressed (maybe taking off her pants if you’re feeling generous, but only so that you can watch her leak precum into her panties), unable to reach out and touch you like you know lottie wants.
lottie who gets sooo whiny…? she’s rocking her hips into nothing in an attempt to get some sort of friction against her cock, painfully hard, yet neglected as you make a show of slowly undressing.
“god,” lottie sighs from where she is tied to the bed.
you stand with your face turned away from her, smiling to yourself as you shimmy out of your pants and arch your back a whole lot more than necessary, just to hear her groan: “you know i need you, please!”
“i got you, lot,” you reassure, right before unclasping your bra, too, letting it fall to the floor beside you. it draws another low groan from lottie, who makes a weak attempt to pull free from her restraints as more & more fabric comes off, teasingly slow.
her jaw drops when, at last, and with a grin over your bare shoulder, you toy with the elastic of your panties. to take them off, you turn to lottie, relishing in the way her eyes drop to your chest, shamelessly staring at your naked body while her cock further strains the fabric of her underwear.
keeping lottie there the whooole night, knowing she loves it when you decide how much she’s going to take….there’s nothing she can do (well, she could always use the safe word, but she’s enjoying herself too much for that) when you first get on your knees, freeing her cock from her panties to take it in your mouth, but rereleasing it before lottie can cum down your throat :(
you can feel her whole body tensing, unable to reach out and touch as you take her down as deep as it’ll go, sucking with your cheeks hollowed out and the weight of her length resting on your tongue.
you can tell she won’t last long if you keep this up, leaking more precum every time your tongue glides up the underside of her shaft, tracing the vein there, that’s slick with your spit & lottie’s arousal. her cock actually flexes in your mouth when you seal your lips around its swollen tip, keeping your fingers wrapped around the base of her shaft. lottie visibly shudders, head tipped back as she groans: “god, i’m gonna- you’re gonna make me-”
and that is precisely the moment you lean back.
“nonono baby, please-” she pants when you release her cock with a lewd pop, trying but failing to chase your mouth by bucking her hips up from the mattress. you know she can usually go multiple rounds without losing her erection, but that doesn’t mean you’ll risk it being over so soon.
riding lottie while her hands are tied up, and then not stopping after she’s come the first time……in fact, milking her dry!! bouncing on top of her until she’s spent and your own legs are sore, but still making her give you another load!!
“oh, fuck-” lottie gasps when you lift your hips, letting her cock slip free. a thick spurt of her cum drips all over her thighs as you get up and off her, dick slapping against her abdomen, still semi-hard but spent from how long you’ve been at it, riding her in reverse cowgirl, giving her a, frankly, maddening view of your cunt eagerly swallowing up the whole length of her shaft with every rise & fall of your body, not stopping after she’d come the first time, and not stopping after a weaker, second orgasm had been forced out of her, either.
now, you’re finally getting up….except it’s only to turn around and face her, lottie realizes, as you move to straddle her all over again. “god, i don’t know if i can-” she starts, but you shake your head.
“you can,” you interrupt, already taking her cock in your hold to guide her back inside. “you can and you will.”
lottie gasps when you sink down, still somehow able to go on. at least you start out a little slower this time, rubbing your clit whilst moving on top of her, your walls convulsing around her cock. cupping lottie’s cheek with your free hand, you gasp every time she bottoms out to the hilt, still feeling so full from the last couple of rounds, her cum filling you up.
Synopsis ::: Nothing but her oversized shirt and lacy panties. The sight alone drives her crazy.
Paring ::: G!P Karina x Female Reader
Warning ::: ( smut ). This contains Size kink, g!p, drunk top, sleepy bottom, possessive language, creampie, praise, soft dom energy. Don’t be silly wrap that willy!
An — Stuffy bunnie?! || Masterlist
The penthouse door clicked shut with a loud thud, echoing through the quiet hallway. Karina leaned back against the doorframe, heels dangling from one hand, her white button-up halfway untucked, necktie hanging limp and useless around her neck.
She blinked slowly, the alcohol buzzing beneath her skin — Jinro, soju, and vodka all fighting for dominance in her veins. Her cheeks were flushed, lips parted and wet, and she mumbled to herself, “Shit… drank too much…”
She shuffled forward, sloppily kicking her heels off and dragging herself down the hallway. The living room was dark, save for the soft yellow glow of the hallway lights. Her eyes were heavy, her body worn from hours of polite business talk and excessive drinking. All she wanted was to bury herself in bed.
And then she saw you.
Her steps faltered completely.
The bedroom door was half open. Inside, you were fast asleep — sprawled across the center of the bed, face buried into her pillow. You were wearing her black dress shirt, the collar popped messily around your neck, one side of it falling off your bare shoulder.
But it was the lacy pink and white panties peeking out from beneath the hem of her shirt that stopped her in her tracks.
Karina’s breath hitched.
“…You’ve gotta be fuckin’ kidding me,” she muttered under her breath, eyes locked on the swell of your ass, soft thighs, and the way the lace hugged your skin.
Her body responded instantly. She swallowed hard, her cock twitching and straining in her slacks, already thick and heavy from one look at you.
She staggered closer, dazed and completely gone in her desire.
You stirred slightly, eyes fluttering open, bleary and slow. “Karina…?” you mumbled, voice raspy and sweet, lips pouting as you blinked up at her.
Karina grinned — slow and crooked. “Mmh… hi, bunny.” She stumbled closer, dropping her jacket, belt clinking softly as she tried to undo it.
“You’re home late,” you whispered, sitting up slightly. The motion made the shirt slide off your chest even more, revealing the curve of one breast beneath the thin material.
Karina groaned. “Fuckin’ hell… You wore m’shirt… and those—fuckin’ panties…” Her gaze dragged over you, wide-eyed and hungry. “That’s not fair, baby…”
You gave a sleepy little giggle. “You like it?”
“Like it?” she laughed under her breath, finally undoing her belt and letting her slacks fall. Her boxers barely held her bulge, already swollen and leaking, the fabric damp.
She leaned over you, pressing her hand to the mattress beside your hip, the alcohol making her stumble a bit as she climbed over you.
“I fuckin’ love it,” she whispered. “You always wearin’ my shit… lookin’ all soft… goddamn.”
You felt her cock drag against your inner thigh — hot, thick, veiny — and your breath caught in your throat. “Karina…” you whined, gripping her forearm. “You’re… really hard…”
Karina let out a breathless laugh, pressing kisses down your neck. “M’gonna fuckin’ die. You… you’re so small, baby… always so tiny for me…”
You gasped as she ground against your panties, the sheer lace darkening with her precum. “You’re big… t-too big—”
Karina growled low in her throat. “I know. Too big for you, huh, bunny?”
You nodded slowly, overwhelmed and sleepy.
She slipped her fingers between your legs, rubbing slow circles over the wet fabric. “Still gonna stuff you like m’bunny… pretty… sleepy girl… fuck, you’re warm…”
You whimpered, shifting beneath her. “Karina…”
“Shh. Gonna take care of you.”
She hooked her fingers into your panties and dragged them down, eyes glued to your glistening folds. “Always so wet for me… even when you’re barely awake,” she whispered.
You whimpered at the sudden cool air and the sight of her cock fully free now, bobbing heavily between her thighs. Thick, veined, flushed dark pink, leaking so much precum that it dripped onto the sheets.
“Karina— I… I don’t think I can take it all,” you whispered.
“Yes, you can, baby,” she cooed, pressing the head of her cock against your entrance. “You always do. My good lil’ bunny…”
She pushed forward slowly. You cried out softly, hands gripping her biceps. “Oh— oh fuck… wait—”
She paused, gritting her teeth. “Shit… fuck… you’re so tight… squeezin’ me so good, bun…”
You trembled beneath her, tears pricking the corners of your eyes as the stretch burned in the best way.
She shushed you gently, brushing your hair back. “Open for me… let me in… jus’ a little more… that’s it…”
You gasped as her cock bottomed out, pressed all the way inside. You were stuffed full, your walls fluttering around her, pussy stretched beyond comfort, but god — it felt so right.
Karina was panting above you. “Fuckin’ hell… look at that… takin’ me so good…”
You clung to her, eyes hazy, lips parted in a daze. “Karina… it’s too much… I’m so full…”
She leaned down, kissing your jaw. “I know, baby. Gonna make it feel real good… promise…”
She pulled out slowly, then slammed back in, the sound of your bodies meeting echoing in the room.
You sobbed softly, completely at her mercy.
Her rhythm was slow but deep — dragging her cock out nearly all the way before shoving back in. Each thrust had you twitching, breathless, overwhelmed.
“My pretty girl… my tight lil’ bunny,” she muttered into your ear. “Makin’ my cock feel so fuckin’ good…”
You couldn’t respond — you could barely breathe. She was everywhere — filling you, praising you, kissing you, ruining you.
“Fuck— wanna keep you like this… stuffed n’ full… all mine,” she slurred.
You cried out when her cock hit deep, brushing against your cervix.
“Wanna see it bulgin’ outta you,” she growled, reaching to press a hand against your lower belly. “See that, baby? That’s me.”
Your orgasm hit like a wave — no warning, no build-up. Just pure pleasure, crashing through your body as your thighs shook and your nails dug into her back.
You whimpered her name as she slammed in one last time and stilled, her entire body going stiff.
“Shit… I’m gonna cum… g’nna fuckin’—take it… take my cum, baby…”
You moaned softly as she filled you, warmth spreading inside your belly as she came deep, thick, and heavy. She groaned your name over and over, her hips twitching with aftershocks as she buried her cock to the hilt.
Karina collapsed on top of you, breathing hard, lips finding your cheek and shoulder, kissing you messily.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, “was drunk… but god, needed you so bad…”
You hummed sleepily, clinging to her.
She looked down at the mess between your thighs, her cum leaking out around her cock. She smiled drowsily.
“Stuffed you like a good lil’ bunny… fuck, I love you.”
you always had a crush on lara, but you never imagined that she felt the same way about you.
pairing: lara raj x fem!reader
cw/tags: fluff, kissing, suggestive content
since the day you debut on katseye and move on from a new house with all the other girls — now friends of yours, the days have been different, in a good way.
all of the other members are so gentle with you and with each other. the days couldn’t possibly be boring with them, all of you guys hanging out, watching movies together, even having days just to make new recipes together, knowing that the kitchen will turn into a mess.
the division of the roommates fit very well with each other's habits and personalities.
sophia and yoonchae.
they sleep late, usually playing games together or just going to the kitchen to grab snacks to spend the night. they have such a chemistry of older and younger sisters.
daniela and manon.
oh, these two girls are such a mess together. the whole house could hear them laughing and talking so loudly in the middle of the night.
you, megan and lara.
almost the same as daniela and manon, being with lara and megan was messy — in a good way, of course. megan ended up being one of the person’s you have more intimacy with. so sharing personal things, hanging out all the time, and all that stuff became something common in your routines. you could say the same thing about her relationship with lara too.
you and lara. your relationship with her was something... curious.
of course you two did little things together, like having talks, sharing food with each other, but never having a proximity that the others members have.
that girl makes you nervous. the reason? she's pretty.
however, you were afraid of making a move and being reject by lara. if this happened, it would be so awkward for you just to being around her.
but lara notices everything.
she notices all the time you try to check her out without being noticed. sometimes you two end up making eye contact with each other, and a smirk appears on her face as you just embarrassingly pretend to look at something else but her.
when she shows you a new outfit — most of the time she uses a mini skirt on purpose, just because she knew it would make you shy and blushing all over her.
and she absolutely loves it.
if you were paying a little bit more attention, you would notice that she’s attracted to you as much as you are to her.
one day everything about you and her changed. megan and daniela decided to hang out and go shopping to buy some new clothes. usually, lara would’ve gone too — when it comes to go shopping she would spend hours just looking for new things. but it was a cold day, and not even you and the other girls wanted to get out of bed. well, except for those two.
“please! nobody wanna come with us. i thought that you'd come too, lara.” megan said as she sat on the side of your bed.
“sorry. i’m gonna stay in my comfortable and warm bed today.” lara answered as she practically disappeared under her many blankets.
megan looked at you waiting for a response, but you didn’t said anything, just nodded your head in disagreement, slowly putting your blanket closer to you.
she let out a groan. “you two are so lazy!” before she got up, the girl nudged the side of your belly. — you giggled in response. “see you guys later then.” megan waves at both of you as she closed the door, leaving you and lara alone.
that was the perfect day to stay home. lara’s company didn’t bother you at all, it was even cozy. however, just thinking that the two of you were alone together made your stomach flutter.
after a long time of comfortable silence between you two, lara decided to break it.
“hey.” you looked at her — lara had an excited expression on her face. “wanna cuddle with me and watch tiktoks together?” she completed as one of her hands rested on the empty space beside her bed, making a movement for you to lie down there.
you tried your best not to show how this invitation made you happy and giggle inside, but you couldn’t hide the smile that formed in your face.
“sure!” you almost jump out of your bed, when you lay down on her side she pulled you close to her, hugging you from behind.
her touch was gentle. soft.
you’re hoping she didn’t notice the way your heart was beating up so fast just with her mere touch in your body. hopefully, she didn’t even pay attention to this. all she could’ve think of was how well you two fit together.
you and lara glued together until the night — when everyone gathered for dinner while megan and daniela showed off their purchases.
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it’s been months since both of you started doing everything together.
going out together, buying each other's gifts, matching keychains, sleeping while holding each other — sometimes megan throws a pillow at you two because you and lara can’t stay still anymore at night.
her bed became your bed. as well as her shirts, pants, and other clothes. you just loved wearing her clothes, and she thought it was the cutest thing when she realized you weren’t wearing your own clothes.
you loved smelling the perfume she wore, sticking to you.
your feelings for her were getting stronger.
megan was the first one to notice that you liked each other, even though you two had never talked about it. and, of course, she came to talk to you about it — asking when you and lara were finally going to kiss, saying that you two were taking too long.
sophia was the second one to notice. as the leader, it was natural for her to pay attention to all those details about the whole group. and just like megan, she was a big supporter.
the other girls were realizing it as time went by — just like the fans.
as a recurring thing, you and lara were lying in her bed just scrolling your phones while megan was almost falling asleep.
you turn to talk to lara. “i’m thirsty, do you want me to get something for you?” you whisper. “i’m going with you.” she answered, and you both got out of bed trying to be silent.
you two go to the kitchen to get a cup of water. after drinking it, lara points to the sofa in the living room.
“wanna stay there? because i don’t wanna get another pillow thrown right in my face.”
you laugh, nodding in response. “i think that’s a great idea.”
lara is the first to sit on the sofa, you go right away to sit next to her. adjusting to a comfortable position for both of you.
“you know…” she speaks suddenly, catching you by surprise. “ i didn’t think we would get so close to each other”
“me too.” you pause for a moment. “ i was just too embarrassed to talk to you”
lara let out a shy smile. “this is cute, but why?” she asks, even though she already knows the answer.
you lower your head, looking at your own lap now. “actually… you made me nervous because i think you’re pretty. really pretty, lara.”
a smirk appears on her face. that was exactly the answer she needed from you.
she grabs your chin, lifting your head and making you look to her.
“do i still make you nervous?”
her posture changes quickly, alternating her gaze to your mouth.
your heart beats faster.
“yes.” the word slips out of your mouth almost like a whisper.
she doesn’t say anything.
instead, she comes closer to you.
her hand that was on your chin now pulled you even more closer, until her mouth finally touch yours.
for a brief moment you didn’t know how to react and didn’t move, but soon after she stopped touching your lips, you grabbed her by the collar of her pajamas and pulled her in for another kiss.
this time, something less gentle.
something with more desire.
more passion.
you quickly climb onto her lap without thinking too much and her hands go directly to your thighs, squeezing the area — a not too strong touch, just enough to show you how much she was waiting for this. you felt her tongue invade your mouth, exploring every inch of you.
that was all you needed. you needed her.
when you two separate from the kiss to take a break, you smile when you realize the mess you made on her.
the swollen lips, messy hair, and the most important — her face full of love for you.
before both could continue the kiss, a loud noise came from the other side of the home.
“WE KNEW IT!”
you jump off lara’s lap and land on the other side of the sofa.
when you two turn toward the direction of the noise — yoonchae, sophia, manon and daniela were celebrating as if it were a big party happening in the house. they were jumping and clapping their hands loudly.
you didn’t imagine that you’d kiss lara, but you also didn’t imagine that the rest of the girls would be spying on you two.
“guys! what the fuck?” lara protests, her face showing how outraged she was by the girl’s attitude. she wasn’t the type of person who got shy easily, but you could see she was dying of embarrassment. “ain’t no way.” you say in disbelief as your hand covers your face. your cheeks burn.
megan appears with a sleepy face behind the other girls — obviously, she was woken up by the noise. when she realizes what’s happening, she gets excited.
“THEY KISSED?” she screams when the members nod in response.
you both started laughing about their reactions — the shame of being caught making out on the sofa was leaving.
you and lara don’t know what’s going to happen next, but it feels right.
now one thing you were sure of — you wanted to be with her and love her, just as she craves it as much as you do.
i hope this isn't a weird thing to say but your blog honestly makes me feel so safe. this may be a bit personal but i'm never really into sub, bottom, or even switch characters so reading your works has been such a comforting experience. i know pillow princesses are often spat and looked down on in the sapphic community but sometimes i just wanna read about my favorite fictional characters making me feel good and spoiling me all the time and honestly the idea of topping or domming them does nothing for me... maybe even grosses me out a lot. is that a bad thing? your writing makes me feel so seen and valid in a way i don't get often so thank you truly
i have NEVER clicked on a notification that fast LOL. thank you sooo so much, love, for saying that my blog feels like a safe space for you, that honestly makes me so happy to hear eheheh!! 🥺
i’m also a pure sub bottom myself, so it just feels natural for me to write content like that for reader on my blog!! and truth be told, i really don’t enjoy topping or domming. like seriously, it’s just not for me haha not even kidding!
and once again, i’m genuinely so glad my blog makes you feel seen and safe. don’t worry, i’ve got plenty more content coming, so i promise i won’t let down the trust you’ve put in me. love you soooo much xx.
do people really like femmes who whimper and whine instead of screaming? who moan softly instead of loudly? who cover their own mouths when they think they’re being too noisy? who uses their body to communicate so their partner has to say 'use your words'? are we messing with quiet, shy femmes? 🎀
btw amab and afab do not define chromosomes or a persons junk or their facial hair situation or even their testosterone/estrogen levels. intersex people exist.
assigned male at birth and assigned female at birth are events. thats just a thing that happened it doesnt define anything about who anyone is.
do you like femmes who talk, talk, and talk… and then ask, "are you paying attention?" when i know you're not because you're too busy looking at my lips? :p