⋆。𖦹 ° synopsis: after meeting hazel after a fight club practice gone wrong, you find yourself at a party hosted by her family where you discover a completely new side to this awkwardly charming girl.
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ wc: 1.7k
NSFW!!! MDNI!!!
⋆。𖦹 ° notes: transfem reader, the entire point of this is basically just smut, switch!hazel + switch!reader, giving and receiving for reader, no use of y/n, only somewhat proofread
written for my lovely friend <3
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spending your entire post-school afternoon in the hot gymnasium is not your ideal way of finishing the day. you make a point to make this abundantly clear as you trudge after isabel through the hallway, dragging your feet in some form of attempt of rebellion.
“i promise you, you’re gonna apologize for being so bitchy about this the second we get in that gym,” isabel turns to you, arms crossed. “the girls are so your type.”
“so my type?” you question. “what would that even mean?”
isabel scoffs, the corners of her mouth turned into a smirk. “hot loser lesbians.” she says as if it’s obvious. “duh.”
“okay, that is soooo not-“ you start to interject, but as if on cue, a stampede of girls rush out of the gym door feet ahead. they seem to be swarmed around one specific girl, their arms all reaching over her shoulders and carelessly shoving her into the locker room across the hall. moved by curiosity, you scurry in after isabel and the rest of the girls.
“holy shit, that was hard!” one girl notes. as the group begins to disband and spread apart, you see the cause of the chaos, the center of attention. you’ve seen her before around the school, hazel callahan. except now she stands right in front of you, her entire face smeared with blood, her nose visibly crooked.
“shit, what happened?” you can’t help but ask.
“oh,” she laughs, realizing that someone she doesn’t know is looking at her. “got punched in the face.” she wipes even more blood away with a tissue, inspecting her nose at different angles in the mirror.
“it was me who did it!” a girl with a ponytail laughs.
“yeah, i wouldn’t brag about that,” someone else chimes in.
“you started without us?” isabel asks, stepping forward slightly from her place next to you.
“we didn’t- well, no, we just-“ hazel scrambles for words before another girl interrupts with off-topic conversation and the question fizzles out.
“jesus, this is fucked up,” hazel’s fingers are pressed against the bridge of her nose, her eyes pinched shut from pain. “can someone call the fuckin nurse or something?”
“yeah, yeah, on it.”
the nurse is quick to arrive at the scene, and hazel is whisked away with a firm hand on her back and an ice pack pressed against her face. ‘lesbian fight club practice’ is done early for the day, and you find yourself draped over isabel’s bed, feet swinging lazily while you scroll through instagram. without really thinking about it, you type hazel’s name into the search bar, quickly pulling up her profile.
private.
you flash your screen to isabel. “should i?”
“should you request?”
you nod.
“i mean, sure. she’s nice. i think you guys would get along.”
you glance up into your friends eyes, a flicker of hesitation clouding your brain before you decide: fuck it.
you click the request button.
hazel’s face appears next to your locker the next morning as you drop off a handful of books before class. “hey,” she smiles. you can’t help it; the first thing you notice is the giant white bandage that covers her entire nose.
“hey,” you eye her. “is it broken?”
that was a stupid question. it was obviously broken, but you really just wanted an excuse to talk to her.
“yeah,” she chuckles, hands shoved into her jean pockets. “pj nailed me right in the nose. hurts like a bitch.”
“pj, which one was that?”
“brown hair, ponytail.”
you remember her. the one who had literally admitted to the punch.
“i hope it feels better”
hazel thanks you. the conversation feels over, but she lingers. “uh, my mom’s having this thing tomorrow. a big party at the house. it’s stupid, but she does it all the time. but you should come if you want. the rest of the girls are. from the club.”
the pieces click in your brain, and you realize you may really have a chance with this girl and her awkward charm.
“i should?” you ask, the flirtatious energy emitting from you with perfect timing. “you want me there?”
hazel’s cheeks, the parts not covered by the comically large bandage, turn pink. “well, yeah. if you want.”
you grin, eyes meeting hers. “i’ll be there.”
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hazel’s house is bigger than you would’ve pictured. you walk inside nervously, arms linked with isabel. you’ve decked yourself out in a short denim skirt and tight-fitting top, adorned with a leather jacket.
you’ve done it all to prepare for the night… just in case. everything’s been shaven, everything’s been taken care of. you can’t help the feeling bubbling in your mind that something will happen tonight.
hazel greets you as soon as you walk in. “oh my god, you came!”
“of course i did, didn’t i say i’d be here?”
“well yeah but-“
you cut her off, a gleam in your eye. “are you gonna show me around or what?”
isabel eyes you. of course, she knows exactly what you’re trying to get. with a playful roll of her eyes, she squeezes your arm and disappears from your side.
“oh yeah, i’ll show you my room.”
you follow her up the stairs and into the room that could only be hazel’s.
“ta-da,” she holds her arms open as you take in your surroundings, eyes searching through every decoration on her wall.
“i love it,” you tell her, sitting quietly on the edge of her bed. you run your hands over the velvety blanket under you. “this is so soft.”
another blush from hazel. “oh yeah, i love that one.” she places her hand on top of it, inches away from yours. even with your confidence, you can’t hide the hitch of your breath that comes with her movement.
her eyes meet yours. “are you nervous?” she grins.
“no!” you squeak, but your high pitched voice says otherwise.
hazel breaks into a toothy smile and you can visibly see her realize what’s going on. her fingers slowly moving from the blanket to your upper thigh. you swear you can hear every beat of your heart.
you hope she can’t hear it too.
your hand snakes under her shirt as her lips crash against yours. she’s hot, burning hot. it feels perfectly balanced against your skin, and you aren’t even bothered when her bandage rubs against your face. her fingers intertwine themselves in your hair as her tongue slips deeper into your mouth.
“fuck,” she groans quietly.
with just this singular word, you regain all of your earlier cockiness. you pull away ever so slightly, just enough so you can speak. “feel good?”
“mmm, you will,” she tells you, leaning forward to pin you against the bed. “let’s get this pretty thing off you.” she slides her hands under your skirt, sending instant shockwaves through your cock. you swallow hard, desperately trying to regain your earlier energy.
“not so cocky now, huh?” hazel peers down at you, her fingers making slow circles that grow closer and closer to where you want them to be.
“shut up,” you scoff, but your eyes are stitched closed with pleasure that you can’t hide.
“mmm, you should make me,” she hums. with a final smirk, she wraps her hand around the shaft and goes to work.
a moan instantly escapes your lips, which you attempt to hide by burying your face into hazel’s shoulder. this only encourages her, and she speeds up the motion while grasping the back of your head.
“oh god,” you say, your words almost inaudible.
“feels good, pretty girl?” hazel asks, and the sweetness of her voice sends you over the edge.
pretty girl. the words echo in your brain until the only thoughts you can process are the immense amounts of pleasure you feel.
you can feel it in the pit of your stomach, the electric lightning feeling that takes over your body as hazel has her way with you. “oh, god, i’m gonna-“ you can’t even finish the sentence. you can’t even form words.
then it happens, the sweet release. hazel’s face hovers above the tip as she marvels over your beauty.
“yeah, that’s good, baby.”
you picture the hazel you knew days ago; the clumsy, awkward hazel who seemed to be incapable of flirting. who knew she’d be like this in bed?
“you want your turn?” you ask her as you regain your breath and the feeling in your legs.
“oh, yeah?” she teases.
“oh, yeah,” you flip her over so that you’re perched on top of her torso, her body at your disposal. “i gotta repay you after that.” your hands creep around the buttons of her pants and you hastily unbutton them, peeling the denim off of her skin.
“yeah, that’s what i like to see,” you purr as you notice the wet spot on her underwear already.
“oh my god, i just-“ hazel instantly reaches to cover herself, but you stop her with your own hand.
“don’t. it’s hot,” you assure her, fingers lightly tracing over the wetness.
after a moment of this, you give into the temptation. you slide your fingers underneath the cotton fabric, instantly finding her soaking wet clit.
“someone’s desperate,” you tease the flustered girl underneath you.
“fuck you,” she gasps for breath as a wave of pleasure shocks her.
“you already did,” you remind her, circling deeper and harder over her skin. “and it felt so good. gotta give you that same feeling.”
with your thumb still over her clit, you find yourself slipping a finger inside of her, pumping in and out as her moans become the only thing you can hear.
you can sense when it’s about to happen. you don’t know how, you just know. then it does, and you lighten the pressure as the orgasm takes full control of her body.
you slowly remove your fingers from her, tracing lines over her skin as she breathes deeply, staring at the ceiling.
“fuck,” she mutters. you slide down next to her so that your body lies parallel to hers.
as she regains herself, she pulls your face closer to hers with her fingers, still damp from a mixture of herself and you. “y’know, it’s kinda crazy that this wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t find me in the locker room… after pj, you know, punched the shit out of me.”
you chuckle, biting your lip as your eyes take in every inch of hazel’s skin. your eyes peer over every freckle, every pore, every speck in her eyes.
“so was the broken nose worth it?”
hazel’s eyes meet yours and she pecks a quick kiss on your lips. “what do you think?”
holy SHIT i haven’t been on this app in literally forever i apologize my lovelies. gonna make my comeback soon though i’m working on a hazel from bottoms fic for my dear friend so that’ll b posted soon ⭐️⭐️
anon who sent the firefighter abby req, i am working on it i promise !!! it’s gonna be like. a lot longer than i had planned so that’s why it’s taking forever but it’s coming soon pinky promise <3
ok so i totally lied and literally abandoned this app for fucking forever i’m SORRRYYY i’ve had so much going on but once i can get my life to slow down i’ll go back to posting <3
hi! this is my first time requesting but idk why I can’t shake the thought of abby and reader getting continuously cock blocked (strap blocked?) by everyone and their mama in the stadium, manny busting in the room, nora finding them in a closet, and like mel catching them in a hallway or something; until one day she’s reached a breaking point and takes u outside the stadium to some random little house she’s made cozy and makes up for lost everything 😵💫
sorry this request took foreverrrrrr 🫶🏻😔 half way proof read
men and minors dni
cw: strap referred to as abby’s cock, tribbing, oral
u were over and there was some heavy petting and a nice make out with ur shirt off when manny barges in the first time
she definitely told him to stay the fuck out of their room and that you were coming over and he STILL didn’t listen
she’s so fucking mad she doesn’t talk to him for 2 days and she ignores him when he asks to have the room for the night bc payback
like 3 days later she has like 15 minutes before she has to leave for patrol and she finds u in the library and pulls u in a closet
ur pants off she’s on her knees for u literally pulling ur underwear to the side and the fucking door is YANKED open and mel is standing there like 🧍🏻♀️ omg
Nora def walks in on u guys when abby is so close like literally about to cum and she fucking ruins it and abby is so so frustrated because oh my god what is going on
“what the fuck is happening? like are you guys planning this shit leave us alone?”
takes her like a week but she’s dragging u out of the stadium late at night and dragging u through the woods to some abandoned house. for sure makes you wait just inside the door while she makes sure the house is clear
comes back to get u and brings u into the bedroom where she probably has some gay ass candles or lanterns lit trying to make it cute in cozy in there and she brought clean sheets from the stadium and did her best to clean up the room in general
literally would fuck you all night because she’s so needy for u it’s been literal weeks of her stupid friends finding a way to interrupt every single time
goes down on u FIRST THING because she’s a munch and she does it for HER pleasure okay
“missed the way you taste so fucking much”
lots and lots of moans while she’s eating you out. big fan of the slurp up ur entire pussy and then spit it back out and rub it around move <3 abby’s gross and horny and in love with u and loves to make as much of a mess as possible
“want you to cum for me pretty girl” “give it to me, fucking give it to me”
gives u the cutest smile ever after u cum her eyes are shining and her chin is wet and she literally looks like she couldn’t be any happier
def was packing under her pants the whole way there baby is prepared
torn bc she loves u and missionary and wants to stare at ur face but she’s unbelievably worked up and just wants to fuck u on all fours until u can’t hold urself up anymore
almost cries when she finally has the strap in you because holy fuck
“love the way you look with my cock in you” “you’re taking me so fucking good baby ohmygod”
very controlled and worried about pleasing you when she starts but the harness is rubbing against her just right and she’s getting sloppy and she’s whining
she whines when she’s close and she can never shut up
says fuck it and abandons the strap for sure can’t get the harness off quick enough because she absolutely NEEDS to feel ur pussy on hers <3
pushes ur leg back and straddles u and let’s put the deepest groan when she drops her pussy down to meet urs 🫶🏻
tears up when she cums because it was so intense and she’s been so pent up and she loves u so much
anon who sent the firefighter abby req, i am working on it i promise !!! it’s gonna be like. a lot longer than i had planned so that’s why it’s taking forever but it’s coming soon pinky promise <3
⌗ note : omg this is the end of sweetheart!! i really hope everyone enjoyed this series! it was my first smau so it might not be the best but it was so fun to make. <3
⌗ note : eeeeek we’re getting so close to the end!!! the last part will be pretty short so this is the last full length one! pls enjoy!! warnings : mentions of sex [not graphic]
⌗ note : fuck hi !!!! ok so i know it’s kinda been forever since i updated this series but HEAR ME OUT!!! college is kicking my ass and i’m also trying to make friends n balance friendships with schoolwork and - anyways. a lot going on. but this series is slowly coming to a close and i hope everyone is enjoying so far!!! no warnings for this one other than the tiniest bit of implied sex at the very end ( nothing graphic at all ) it’s mostly just fluff !! pls enjoy ^_^
obsessed w sweetheart!! when are we getting pt 8??
thank u so much lovely!!! i’m currently very overwhelmed w college classes and trying to get used to living on campus so writing is very slow going rn, but i promise i’m working on it!! hopefully sometime before the end of the week 🤞🏻