the exact opposite of emotionally constipated, she feels things so deeply and has extreme empathy for people, especially you. anything that brings you down will shatter her heart, she truly wants to protect you from everything wrong in the world. also a bit of a crybaby
extremely shy, it takes her a considerable amount of time to open up and let her guard down. but she will, she just needs someone who is patient with her.
grace is incredibly attentive, she loves to shower you with affection and praise, it just comes naturally to her. shes so proud of you, even for the littlest things.
cuddle fiend for sure. she practically glues herself to you whenever she can, she needs to be touching you constantly, no matter if shes holding your hand or laying her full body on top of you. shes never slept well, but having you around soothes her beyond belief.
shes a homebody, much preferring to stay home with you in the comfort of her apartment. she gets overstimulated easily in public settings, so unless you drag her somewhere, shes staying on the couch.
creates playlists of songs that remind her of you, and might even share it with you. she thinks music is a great way to share feelings when its hard to form words.
has a folder on her phone filled with pictures of you. shes constantly sneaking photos of things you do, or lack of. she just loves thinking of you and looking at photos of you.
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switch but sub leaning most of the time. she gets so worked up during sex. shes extremely sensitive, physically and emotionally.
oral fixation. always has something in her mouth, but she prefers your fingers or strap.
very vocal, not in a screamy way but very whiny. makes the sweetest sounds when shes getting fucked. looooves when you talk dirty to her, she'll whimper and tremble at your words every time without fail.
loves to makeout and nine times out of ten it ends with her cumming on your thigh. big fan of dry humping.
girl is a munch! lives to please you, but she also selfishly wants to taste you constantly. sometimes her method spills into overstim, just because she loves eating you out so much. she is very determined, and will not stop until you are shaking in her grasp.
when she tops, its shaky and uncoordinated. shes rougher than she realizes, but absolutely adores the rush of fucking you herself.
has a dirty mouth, like its crazy. subbing or topping shes whining about how good you make her feel. shes talkative during sex, a stark contrast to how she is outside of the bedroom.
could you do a blurb about cuddling with nat, at team sleepovers or in the wilderness or on the bus to games etc.?
I was scared to take a breath, didn’t want you to move your head
iiiii chose bus to the games. idk this is such a cute scenario for me! wc: v short, 525
The second your alarm bell rang, you cursed soccer as a sport itself. It was only six am, and you already had to make your way to the game you had next town over. Big one too, it’ll determine if you go to nationals. But for a moment, you sulked in the sheer grogginess.
The short car ride to school was a blur, and the second you stepped out you heard a really fucking loud speaker raking through the parking lot. Jackie Taylor’s car, but what’s new?
“Jesus, turn it down. Way too fuckin’ early.” A husky voice you could recognize everywhere called out behind you, approaching you and making a small smile appear on your face.
Your best friend to the world, and girlfriend in your own four walls, Natalie Scatorccio. Somehow, even at this diabolical time she looked dazzling. Though maybe that was the butterflies.
“And good morning to you. Gotcha a drink.” She said, handing you a warm paper cup as she sipped on her own.
“Thank you, Nat. Needed it. You excited?” You asked in a low, tired tone, that you could tell she found attractive.
“Yeah, sure. Nationals would be so cool if we went, I’ve never been to Seattle. Or on a plane.” Nat added, making you huff out a chuckle.
“Lovebirds! Time to go!” Mari called out to the two of you. And yeah, they had their suspicions. You acted even closer than Tai and Van.
Sharing a sigh, you loaded your bags into the trunk before getting inside the small bus, inevitably sitting next to each other.
Not even ten minutes into the ride, your eyes felt heavy. You couldn’t help yourself from resting your head on Nat’s shoulder, and she stiffened up as soon as you did.
It’s not that she didn’t want you to - far from it, in fact. She feared that if she were to move an inch, you’d straighten back up. And she didn’t want that. What she wanted, embarrassingly all the goddamn time, was to feel your warmth and presence. To hear you talk about themes you’re passionate about, and leave those cheesy, yet loving little kisses to the tip of her nose.
It was all she needed to keep herself grounded. As much as she loved other ways of showing intimacy, Nat discovered just how much she liked having a person. Her person. And she never would’ve picked anyone else.
Finally gathering immense courage, she wrapped her arm around your shoulder, pulling you in closer. This girl would sew herself in this position permanently, if it were possible. Leaning the side of her head against yours, she hummed in satisfaction, letting her hand linger next to yours. Not over. That would not seem like two friends napping.
“You’re so soft.” You whispered mindlessly, feeling her lips curve against your hair.
“You are too, cheesy asshole.” Natalie hummed out, bumping her nose with your temple playfully.
“Can we stay like this? I’m cold.” You said softly. She put her leather jacket over you the very second you told her that.
“For sure. I’m getting out for the smoke break though.”
lives for the hunt (literally) like its giving fox and hare dynamics hear me out
she wants to curse the entire world for putting you in this situation in the first place. you were just so.....normal, innocent and quite naive.
but thats okay, because its just you and her. she doesnt care about anyone else, she'll fuckin kill em. you dont need to worry! she wants to make damn sure no one touches whats hers; and dont think for a second she doesnt notice how the others are around you, eyes trailing your body, nervous smiles– it drives her absolutely insane. you are so blissfully unaware it makes her blood boil.
is not above carving her name into you... she would be so proud to see that little red "s" etched into your pretty skin :,) also a biter, obviously.
s3 lottie talks you through it so delicately and softly. the words fall from her dry lips like sweet honey—her raspy voice a melody you can never get enough of. in between her rough, yet gentle, commands, whispered praises reach your ears. her hands are eager, roaming over every inch of your body with pure desperation to feel you.
whenever she needs you, she'll have you. doesn't matter if you two are in your shared hut—away from prying eyes—, or in the middle of the forest where everyone can see and hear you—either way, it doesn't matter to her.
"talk to me, what do you need?" she breathily mumbles—every single time, and it never gets old. she wants to hear you speak up, she wants you to talk to her. despite how frighteningly sweet she's become, she won't give you that pleasure you crave oh so much if you don't give her what she wants to hear.
"i'm here... just wanna hear that pretty voice of yours." once again, she just needs to praise you. she knows how to make your knees weak, knows how to achieve what she wants. and the moment she finally obtains it, she'll stop making you suffer.
"yeah? need me to touch you here?" she asks, her hand sliding down your body before finally reaching where you need her the most. "you need it that bad? that's okay.."
whether she does this because she finds it hot or simply wants to mess with you, it's fucking amazing. the sight of your cheeks reddening with each—humiliating—instruction you give her never fails to make her proud. the way your body jolts with pleasure as her skilled fingers brush your pulsing clit just right—just how you like it—being the cause of her ruined panties. "like this?"
there was no one else who knew you better than yourself, so why not take advantage of that?
can you do a smut where jinx is struggling to stay quiet x dom reader
ALMOST | JINX | 1.2K WC | 18+
“i’m sorry toots, i really did not see that alarm right there!”
“it’s fuckin’ fine jinx. just stay quiet, the enforcers are still hot on our ass.”
the two of you are squished in between a tight alleyway, jinx’s back flushed with your chest. it all started when jinx had the grand idea to yet again break into one of piltovers’ penthouses. the plan was being executed perfectly until just as you guys were about to escape, jinx backed into an emergency alarm. alerting all enforcers there’s been an intruder, and putting the two of you in a chase.
you run your hands up and down jinx’s sides to help soothe her nerves. even if it was her fault, you don’t wanna stress your girl out. she presses into your loving touch more and tilts her neck to the side, permitting you to give her kisses. you give in, leaving short, sweet pecks up and down her neck while wrapping your hands slowly around her waist.
jinx lets out a small giggle at the feeling of your lips brushing her neck. just her laugh alone throws you into a whirlwind of emotions, ranging from lust to adoration. her body melts into yours as you steady yourself with a firm grip on her waist. your hand travels up over her boobs, barely grazing her nipples but it’s enough for her to let out a small whimper.
“what’s wrong, baby?” you tease, your voice low and steady. “you’re not gonna lose your cool are you?thought you liked a little danger.”
her breath hitches, and she lays her head back on your shoulder. “i do,” she stutters, her voice shaky but defiant. “just not with the enforcers just around the corner.”
you chuckle softly, your hand breaking in her waistband, “then you better stay quiet for me.”
jinx nods, signaling that you’re right and spreads her legs just a bit wider so you have better access.
“that’s my girl,” is all you say before lowering your hand to play with her clothed clit. you run your fingers up and down the damp fabric, eliciting those sweet sounds from jinx. her body jerks slightly at the sensation. you press your lips back to her ear, your breath sending shivers down her spine.
“you’re already so wet, and i haven’t even fucked you properly.” you murmur, tone laced with amusement.
jinx bites down on her lip trying to stifle the moan that threatens to escape. her hand grips your forearm tightly, both to steady herself and keep your arm right where it is.
you grin against her neck, your fingers applying just the right amount of pressure as you move in slow, steady circles. each movement causes jinx to squirm and whimper in your arms, her efforts to stay quiet only making this moment more intoxicating.
“good girl,” you praise, your words come out after each peck on her neck. “so perfect for me. just focus on me, alright? nothing else matters.”
she moves her hips in sync with your hand, occasionally rocking back and forth. “please ..” her voice is so faint, you almost miss it.
“please what baby?” you hum.
“need you, your fingers, please.” her eyes squeeze shut, cheeks flushed from embarrassment.
a sly grin tugs at your lips as you press your lips to her temple. “such a good girl for me, using your words and everything.” you whisper, “all you have to do was ask.”
you pull her panties to the side and dip your finger into her wetness. her walls immediately clench around the feeling, sucking you in with every thrust.
“so wet baby, you’ve been wanting this have you?” you tease.
“yes, yes! oh fuck, you feel so good.” she yelps, her voice loud enough to echo through the narrow alleyway. your hand shoots up to cover her mouth, silencing her before she can let out another noise.
“shh, jinx. you wanna get us caught?” you growl, against her neck.
she shakes her head frantically, her wide eyes looking up at you, filled with both apology and need. a string of muffled apologies spills out beneath your hand, her words tumbling over the other.
you hum in approval, curling your finger just right to have her body fall loose against you. your arm wraps snug around her waist to keep her standing, while the other hand pounds relentlessly into her sopping cunt. you add a second finger into her, completely entranced in the way she moves with you. her back arches at the feeling of being so full, those little uh uh uh’s echoing through your muffled hand.
her soft cries vibrate against your hand, the two of you so lost in the moment until—
“did you hear that?”
your heart skips a beat as the enforcer’s voice cuts through the air. jinx’s body tenses against you, her movements halting completely. you pull your hand away from her soaked heat, but you keep a hand tight around her mouth, signaling her to keep quiet.
“probably just a rat.” another enforcer mumbles, their footsteps growing louder.
“nah .. it sounded different .. like voices,” the first enforcer insists.
jinx’s eyes are wide with panic, her breathing shallow and rapid beneath your hand. you press a reassuring kiss to her temple, leaning down to whisper, “it’s okay baby, we’re gonna get out of this.”
the footsteps draw closer, and you press yourself and jinx further into the shadows of the alleyway, your heart pounding so hard you wonder if she could hear it.
you hold your breath as the enforcers’ footsteps echo louder, their boots clinking against the cobblestone. jinx whines in your hand out of fear, in which you respond by rubbing your hand up and down her waist, silently reassuring her.
“i swear it was coming from this direction.” the first enforcer says, his voice laced with suspicion.
“yeah well .. i don’t see anything,” the other grumbles. “probably just the wind or some drunk. let’s keep moving before we waste anymore time.”
“fine.” the first mutters and you hear their steps starting to fade out.
just when you think you’re in the clear, there’s the sound of metal clanking. an enforcer kicking a trash can nearby, hoping to draw whatever was hiding, out. jinx’s breath hitches against your hand once more, and her eyes widen with fear, you feel her grip on your jacket tighten.
you keep your other arm snug around her waist, holding her close, and lean in to whisper so quietly only she can hear. “they’re just leaving, baby. stay still for me. you’re doing so good.” her lashes flutter and she nods slightly.
the seconds drag on like hours as the enforcers linger. their conversations growing muffled and distant and the footsteps are no longer audible.
you wait a beat longer just to be sure before releasing your tight grip on jinx. she lets out a shaky exhale her chest heaving against yours. she turns around to face you, her big blue eyes meeting yours. you give her a warm smile, bringing your hand to caress her cheek.
the two of your bring your foreheads to touch together, “fuck,” she whispers, “that was close.”
“too close,” you mutter, brushing your fingers over her braid. “you okay?”
she nods, her cheeks still flushed and there’s a glint of something playful in her eyes. despite the danger the two of you just escaped.
“guess we make a pretty good team under pressure, hm?” she teases, her voice wavering slightly.
you smirk, bring your arms around her waist once again. “you have no idea how good we are together baby.” you say, pulling her in for a deep, loving kiss.
i’m not a dude but is it weird for guys to read lesbian characters x gn!reader? i’m a girl who likes girls but like… i lowkey understand why someone would be attracted to these baddies if that makes sense. it feels icky to me that people would try to remove representation but would identifying as a man mean you should not read lesbian characters x readers? i cannot tell if i’m making sense. i’m just genuinely curious because i am pretty new to the x reader genre in general. i hope i don’t sound like i’m trying to excuse or find a loophole for blatantly disgusting behavior…
hi love! thanks for coming to me with this, i dont mind answering you at all :)
i am non binary myself, so i think im able to speak on this a bit. gender neutral readers are obviously, yknow neutral– so its not specifically for girls or guys, but for the people in between; but in the writing scene its also more of a vague term, most likely used for the reader to insert themselves/an oc into the story without preset specifications
i cant imagine a man wanting to read smth including a lesbian character unless they have the intention of erasing what is canon, which in most cases, is fine. thats what makes fiction fun. not saying i agree with this behaviour, but its bound to happen regardless.
it also comes down to the fact that this is tumblr, people are gonna read and write what they want and in my opinion no one should really have a say in that (as long as you are not being harmful, which the people ive spoken abt are being blatantly ignorant)
but yeah, i hope that answered the question! all in all, its not that deep, its tumblr and ppl can do what they want
as a community, lesbians are just tired of dealing with this bs constantly, it shouldnt even have to be an argument to be had imo
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