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right after uni tried executing me (i passed all my exams SUCK IT) i started a new job so.... IM TRYING, i'll get into the rhythm of everything and i will have smth delicious out that one of your freaks requested.
so for the BLIND and ILLITERATE mdni (MDNI) means MINORS DO NOT INTERACT- i check and i block, hard.
i donโt care what you read, i rly donโt, just donโt interact with me please for the love of god. what does interacting mean? it means LIKING, REBLOGGING, COMMENTING, SENDING ASKS, FOLLOWING. i rly donโt care if you read my shit, i donโt need to know ab it.
iโm not saying cuz โoh minors are kids they shouldnโt be reading this type of stuff!!!โ no, i read smut and all when i was a minor- i just want my space, MY. space. so read my stuff for all i care, but do not invade my space with interacting.
so update on what i'm writing currently - long fics (aiming for 5-8k words), i am focusing on two long fics majority of the time, one being for alysa liu, the other for trinity santos. focusing on those two doesn't mean that i won't come around to push out some drabbles for any of the characters i'm writing for tho so look out!
The wind blows your hair slightly, the weather is fresh and the view of the nature around you two is beautiful. You can hear the sound of the breeze on the trees, birds chipping and some conversations in distance.
The park is more empty today, excusing two or three groups of people walking around the area and making picnics. You and Alysa were chilling like usual, this was your spot to forget about everything else and just exist together. And your mind was fully blank until a phrase ripped you out of your relaxed state.
โI can do yours tooโ Alysa said casually, causing you to choke on your drink.
Sure you mentioned wanting a navel piecing for the longest time but you had no idea she was going to offer doing it. The idea of your best friend Alysa doing your navel piercing, most importantly, you without a shirt in a closed space with the girl youโve had a crush for ages, is a bad idea, to say the least. Your posture was no longer relaxed and you could feel tension building upon your shoulders.
You swallowed more drink to hide the choke.
โI mean..โ you said, smiling nervously, looking everywhere except her eyes, trying to think of an excuse.
โYouโve only done yours until now, how can you be so sure itโll work ou-โ
โNo.โ She cuts you. โIโve done my smiley, two on my ears and iโve done some of my friends, you can trust me and I thought you already knew that.โ She tilts her head slightly in confusion as she takes a sip of her drink.
Of course you already knew that, awful excuse.
โIโm justโฆ scared itโll hurtโ
Maybe thatโll do it. You wanted to make yourself believe it, but you know damn well when Alysa puts something on her head, nothing or no one will take her out of it.
โIโll make sure it doesnโt hurt then.โ She replies, sitting closer to you, resting a hand on your thigh and the casuality of the movement makes your stomach tighten.
At every inch she got closer, the weather seemed to get hotter and the fresh breeze you felt moments ago had seem to vanish, replaced by a wave of nerves.
โCome on, let me do it. Itโll be fine, I promise! I will be careful so I wonโt hurt you. You can take it, Iโm sureโ
She stated with a smile like it was no big deal. You wish you could convince your heart the same thing, because you could swear it could jump right off your mouth with how fast it was beating now.
But you knew better than try to convince Alysa otherwise, so you just gave in:
โOkay. Iโll let you do it.โ you threw your hands up in a sign of surrender.
โYes! Itโll look so good I promiseโ She replies excited, and all you can do is nod and hide a shaky breath.
Some snacks later, you decide itโs time to leave and you both head to Alysaโs house to do the piercing because you didnโt have the courage to say no to the piercer. You blame her beautiful face.
โIโll just get changed real quickโ She said before going into the bathroom.
You sit on her bed hesitant, your mind wandering if thereโs still a way to get out of this but all of your thoughts get interrupted as she leaves the bathroom in a tank top that shows all the muscles on her arms, and her back tattoo. Last thing you needed right now, amazing.
She gets closer to you, grabbing a nightstand and placing needles, alcohol and the jewelry. As she put on gloves and sterilizes everything, she signs for you to get your shirt off. Youโve sure imagined this scenario a lot of times, just not for piercing the bellybutton.
โNot even a dinner before? I guess thatโs just how things work nowadaysโ You joke, trying to ease the nerves that are taking hold of you but they just build up even more when you notice the way her eyes glue to your body when you take off your shirt.
โI can take you to a dinner after youโre even more cute looking with your new piercing.โ
And you just laugh it off with a โShut upโ as you look down to hide the blush on your cheeks.
And after what, for you, felt like ages, she leans down. Alysa pretends to not notice the way you shiver under her touch when she uses a pen to mark the place the needle will go through.
Her touch is firm yet calm, calmness being everything you donโt feel right now. Her hands firming your hips on the mattress makes your body react in a way you wouldnโt like to admit out loud and you pray that she just thinks that the way you closed your thighs itโs because of the cold air conditioner.
What the fuck did you just get yourself into?
a/n: yall this is my first fic ever pls cut me some slack ๐คthis was inspired by an interview where lysa says she did her own piercings and offers to do one for the interviewer LOL
also you can always dm me any constructive feedback, tysm for reading! you are so loved <3
this made me feel like a high schooler in love (which is very welcomed hehe) AH I LOVE THIS, sheโs so nonchalant, cool as a cucumber, yummy like mango sago
alysa whispers into your ear as you sit between her legs like a doll, back pressing into her front, your legs wide open. her voice was riddled with desperation, hands that rested on your sides tense with anxiety. she was impatient, has been ever since she found just a minute to spend with you after stars on ice.
you were thoroughly embarrassed by her request to touch yourself because you have never had an audience before, never ever before. her arms wrap around your chest as your fists dig and run across the top of your thighs, her hands coming up to grope your perky tits, pinching and twisting those pretty nipples.
hesitantly, you dipped your fingers between your thighs, those amazing, slender fingers alysa loved so much, opening your slit, coating them with your own arousal instantly. a shiver of excitement ran down alysa's spine at the view of your glistening opening in the mirror, her cheeks warming up, her head getting fuzzier every second as she watched you play with yourself.
but it wasn't enough, your hesitant strokes stopping every time you pushed on your clit too hard, when the pad of your finger slipped barely into the mouth of your hot cavern. your body twitched the slightest, and you were already pulling away from your dripping cunt. alysa could have waited, just until you got the hang of it, but she needed to sate her own hunger.
"do it properly now."
she breathed heavily, commanding you with grabbing your hand to help you push your pruny digits inside of your soaking cunt. your head falls back on her shoulder, mouth gaping at the squelching trusts.
"a-alysa..."
you moaned, your fingers on her thigh digging into her soft flesh, not so hard that they shed blood but enough to leave a stinging mark for a few days. it screwed with your mind and your body, one convinced it was alysa's fingers moving gracefully inside you while the other knew it wasn't, was something more than mind games.
"how pretty you're, fucking yourself for me..."
and it quickly becomes her guilty pleasure, seeing you, her sweet girl all worked up, seeing your pretty face falter under her control. she was obsessed with coaxing you into touching yourself at this point, knowing how shy you were. she relished in making you do whatever she wanted. seeing you do such dirty things you wouldn't normally is so hot, alysa could get off on it without any physical attention.
the hand that was still groping your breast went up to hold your jaw, turning your face towards hers and capturing your lips into a sloppy, wet kiss. your back arched, knees bending inwards, drool-soaked lips opening wide as the orgasm wracked your body. a thin string of saliva connects your lips as alysa pulls away, letting you catch your breath.
"look how much you came, is that how good you feel, hm?"
alysa grinned, lifting your cum drenched hand up and soaking in the mbarrassed look on your face when she pulls it close to her mouth and tastes you- oh so incredible, guilty pleasure of stealing the nectar of a pretty thing like you.
a/n: haven't written in a bit for alysa and haven't written any smut for her either just yet! hope you guys freak with it hehe <3 thank's for reading
alysa whispers into your ear as you sit between her legs like a doll, back pressing into her front, your legs wide open. her voice was riddled with desperation, hands that rested on your sides tense with anxiety. she was impatient, has been ever since she found just a minute to spend with you after stars on ice.
you were thoroughly embarrassed by her request to touch yourself because you have never had an audience before, never ever before. her arms wrap around your chest as your fists dig and run across the top of your thighs, her hands coming up to grope your perky tits, pinching and twisting those pretty nipples.
hesitantly, you dipped your fingers between your thighs, those amazing, slender fingers alysa loved so much, opening your slit, coating them with your own arousal instantly. a shiver of excitement ran down alysa's spine at the view of your glistening opening in the mirror, her cheeks warming up, her head getting fuzzier every second as she watched you play with yourself.
but it wasn't enough, your hesitant strokes stopping every time you pushed on your clit too hard, when the pad of your finger slipped barely into the mouth of your hot cavern. your body twitched the slightest, and you were already pulling away from your dripping cunt. alysa could have waited, just until you got the hang of it, but she needed to sate her own hunger.
"do it properly now."
she breathed heavily, commanding you with grabbing your hand to help you push your pruny digits inside of your soaking cunt. your head falls back on her shoulder, mouth gaping at the squelching trusts.
"a-alysa..."
you moaned, your fingers on her thigh digging into her soft flesh, not so hard that they shed blood but enough to leave a stinging mark for a few days. it screwed with your mind and your body, one convinced it was alysa's fingers moving gracefully inside you while the other knew it wasn't, was something more than mind games.
"how pretty you're, fucking yourself for me..."
and it quickly becomes her guilty pleasure, seeing you, her sweet girl all worked up, seeing your pretty face falter under her control. she was obsessed with coaxing you into touching yourself at this point, knowing how shy you were. she relished in making you do whatever she wanted. seeing you do such dirty things you wouldn't normally is so hot, alysa could get off on it without any physical attention.
the hand that was still groping your breast went up to hold your jaw, turning your face towards hers and capturing your lips into a sloppy, wet kiss. your back arched, knees bending inwards, drool-soaked lips opening wide as the orgasm wracked your body. a thin string of saliva connects your lips as alysa pulls away, letting you catch your breath.
"look how much you came, is that how good you feel, hm?"
alysa grinned, lifting your cum drenched hand up and soaking in the mbarrassed look on your face when she pulls it close to her mouth and tastes you- oh so incredible, guilty pleasure of stealing the nectar of a pretty thing like you.
a/n: haven't written in a bit for alysa and haven't written any smut for her either just yet! hope you guys freak with it hehe <3 thank's for reading
MY TELESCOPE FINALLY ARRIVED TODAY !!!! i cannot wait to see them stars and PLANETS HAHAAHA I'M A FREAK, I'M A NERD, AND EVERYBODY HATES TO SEE ME BE HAPPY AS A FREAK NERD
six months into your relationship, you don't think you could be any more in love with your girlfriend, trinity.
wc: 1.5k
cw: loosely based on i think he knows by taylor swift. girls in love, established relationship, robinavitch!adopted reader so no specific body descriptions, making out, a bit of groping, suggestive but no smut.
whoever said that the last hour of a twelve-hour shift was a marathon and not a sprint was a hundred percent right. the day had been a messโit usually was, but today it had been a little bit worseโyou had had a lot of back-to-back traumas, a twenty-car pile-up in the highway during peak traffic time had you all pretty busy and with zero chance to take a break longer than two or three minutes
you looked down to the smartwatch that sat on your left wrist to check the time, 8:23 pm. you sighed, closing your eyes and throwing your head back, right hand coming up to apply a small amount of pressure in the back of your neck. thank god you were off tomorrow, you didnโt know how youโd get out of bed at five in the morning after the mess of a week you had had
โi think iโm screwedโ you blurted out to samira
she looked up from her chart, pulling an airpod from her ear, โwhat?โ
โi said, i think iโm screwed,โ you repeated, voice lower. she looked at you with a confused expression, โi think iโm in love with trinityโ
samira raised an eyebrow before her face twisted into an even more confused mess, โwhat?โ you pursed your lips to the side, trying to not roll your eyes. โi thought you two had been dating for like three monthsโ
that made you roll your eyes, โsixโ you corrected her without thinking twice โand yes, sami, we areโ you let out a breath before saying, โi justโi thinkโno, i know iโm really likeโ in love with her. and itโsโit freaks me out a bitโ you shivered
she let out a snort before covering her mouth, โyou are your fatherโs daughterโ you shook her head
โwhat the fuck is that supposed to mean?โ
โoh my god, bee, you are your fatherโs daughter,โ she repeated with a small chuckle, โthat girl loves you too. iโm sure sheโd ask you to move in with her if she didnโt have whitaker already at her apartmentโ
โdo you think so?โ you asked, biting your lip
โi know so, beeโ she sighed, โnow, get back to your charting. you might want to go home with your girlfriendโ
โsheโs literally stuck here because sheโs way behind on her charting. i finished mine and logged out half an hour agoโ you gave her a small smile
she let out a sigh again, this time a deeper one. โyou have no idea how much i hate you right nowโ
you shook your head with a small smile, โno, you donโt. you love meโ
talking, drinking beers, and eating takeout in bed with your girlfriend was the perfect way of spending a friday night. trinity had been rambling about a show she had been watching with whitaker for at least twenty minutes, but you had lost track of the conversation once your sight set on trinโs hand around the beer bottle. she had really nice hands. you couldnโt help but think how her hands softly hold your waist in the early mornings as you made breakfast together, or how her hands softly hold your face when you kiss, or how her hands feel when they made their way into your hair as you are making out in your bed or hers or your couch, or how her hands feel when theyโ
hey, her voice sounded distant, bee? are you okay?
โhuh?โ you snapped out, โyeah, yeah. you were saying?โ
she let out a chuckle, โwere you staring at my hands, bee?โ
you felt the blood rushing to the back of your neck, โwhat?โ
โare you blushinโ?โ
โi donโt blushโ you scoffed and she bit back a laugh with a cocky smirk on her face
โyou are just too fuckinโ cuteโ her left hand started softly caressing your cheek. you leaned into her touch with a small satisfied smile, โcome hereโ
you leaned forward, connecting your lips with hers in a soft kiss. your eyes fluttered shut at the contact, and the hand that wasnโt on your face flew straight to your waist to pull you in close to her. you could taste the mix of beer and thai food on her lips, letting out a soft breath of contentment that made her smile into the kiss
your fingers combed through her hair, pulling her even closer. she softly pulled you back, lying you down on the bed to lay next to you. you were tangled, legs thrown one over the other. her hands moved to your waist, bunching up the oversized shirt you were wearing and you sighed, giving her the opportunity to deepen the kiss
you turned around a bit so you could be on top of her and she took the opportunity to slowly slide up one hand until it touched the underside of one of your breasts, โfuckโ you sighed, throwing your head back and pulling away from her mouth in the process as her other hand slowly traced your spine under your shirt
โyou are so beautifulโ she whispered against your neck as she pressed open mouth kisses. she nipped gently on the side of your throat and you let out a quiet moan โyouโre not too bad yourselfโ that made trinity bite your neck and you doubled back in laughter as she started tickling your sides. you leaned back and looked at her relaxed expression, brushing a strand of hair away from her face
your heart felt like it was seconds away from bursting through your chestย
โdid you know my dad is dating noelle? like nurse hastings, noelleโ you said, mouth half full with a chocolate chip cookie sitting on top of her kitchen counter. your shift had been horrible. there had been an accident on the high way that left two dead patients, a mother and a son. so trinity was baking you cookies to cheer you up
โwhat!? really!?โ she turned around to look at you, hands rolling a ball of cookie dough
โmhm. apparently, they have been going out for a while.โ you said, eating the rest of the cookie in your hand, โhe wants me to have dinner with them next week.โ trinity lifted her eyebrows, โi had to say yes. i think theyโre going steadyโ
โwell, if he wants you to have dinner with her iโd think so, tooโ she cleaned the crumbs off your cheek, her other hand on your thigh. you leaned forward, giving her a quick kiss
โtrin, these cookies are really good,โ you mumbled against her lips, making her smile and peck your lip. the hand on your cheek rubbed it softly and you wrapped your legs around her to push her into you. your mouths were moving in tandem when you bit her lower lip, making her groan and giving you the opportunity to deepen the kiss. trinity ran her hands up and down your thighs, playing with the hem of your sleep shorts. you broke away from the kiss to quietly murmur, โtrin, denniโโ she cut you off with another kiss
โwhy do you wanna talk about whitaker right now?โ she mumbled against your lips before softly biting the lower one
you hummed and shrugged your shoulders before softly grabbing her cheeks and pulling her in to keep kissing her. you made a small noise against her mouth when her hands run up to the side of your ass and she kissed you again, a bit rougher this time. โi love youโ you murmur before you could think twice making her suddenly stop, โoh god, iโm sorry, trinโ
you look at her and see a grin slowly creeping up her face, her pupils blown wide, black almost swallowing the green entirely. โi love you too, bee.โ she said before pressing his lips against yours back again. the both of you smiled into the kiss, and your arm wrapped against her shoulders to play with her hair. she set her hands on the hem of your shirt, sliding it up to take it off you, leaving you in your shorts and sports bra
you kept kissing, too focused on the feel of her lips against yours to really register anything else happening around you. โwhat smells so gooโoh my god!โ dennisโ high pitched voice came from the door. trinity and you pulled apart, you pursed your lips to avoid letting out the laugh you were holding back and squeezed your eyes shut as trinity pressed her forehead to your chest, groaning, โwhat the hell fuckleberry!? get out!โ
โye-yeah, yes. iโm sorโiโm sorry! iโm leavingโ the door shut close behind him, making you snort before doubling over in laughter
โoh myโoh my godโ you were laughing so hard, tears were forming in your eyesย
โbee, stop laughing!โ you shook your head, laughs still tumbling out of your lips, โfuckinโ fuckleberryโ
you sighed, a last small laugh leaving your lips before you took her face on your hands, tilting it up so you could look her straight in her eyes before saying, โmove in with meโ
โwhat?โ
โmove in with me, trinโ you said, โwe practically live together, anyways. and huckleberry wonโt be that far awayโ she huffed a laugh, โhave you ever stopped to think that heโs like our kid?โ
she nodded, a chuckle escaping her lips โyes, he isโ she licked her lips and you saw as her eyes turned softer. โiโd love toโ
you nodded before kissing her, โi love you, bugโ
I HAD AN EXAM THATโS WHY IM SO LATE W THIS BUT- bee babe wants to commit so badly, two negaticve equals a positive (they both have weird issues w relationships i just know it LIKE BEE WAS RAISED BY ROBBY cmon...) i do think that trinity too is eager to commit but maybe to back on it just cuz she gets scared (itโs me, i am scared)
complete horn dog for trinityโs hands- LIKE FUCK there was this tik tok edit of it when she brushes the hair of the deaf patient to the side UGH and the tattoos UGH (me writing some nasty freak stuff ab her hand hehe)
dennisโ reaction when he walks in on the two *chef kiss* like yes- he is a fucking hamster, unfazed by gore (hamsters eat each other) but has a heart attack when sex is the topic (they die from the randomess thing).
i think this is rly sweet, the good kinda drippy, the sugar coated cookie i crave after a bs exam to feel loved and do selfcare mwah mwah mwah and iโm rly surprised robby bagged someone cuz eek, he been weird af in s2 to my taste, he ainโt a girl dad AT ALL (maybe to trinity but cmon)
OH AND I CANT FORGET, yes to the beer. i am a beer girl (czech look out, iโm in your doorway for pilsner) BEER BEER BEER BEER (iโm nasty at beer pong, frat boys got NOTHIN on me)
thank you for your service val, this was so yummy ๐ซก๐ซถ๐ป
