#anniesweb

[anniesweb]

—honey baby

gp!dreamacademy!babymama!sophia laforteza x fem!reader

🪁— request ;; sophia knows your worth, and makes sures that you know it.

warnings: 18+, smut, profanity(?), p in v, coming inside, recording during sex, sophia’s soooo loving likeee, umm idk

a/n: guys pls comment i dont bite

she’s not absent. she’s never been absent, i mean she’s the perfect mom you’ve ever seen. she’s been so caring to you and your daughter, never leaving you wanting or needing.

she literally forced you to follow her to la when she was picked from the auditions, because quite frankly she couldn’t be away from you at all. sophia treats you like a queen, and that you don’t deserve any less than that. she treats you the right away, touches you in all the right places. feeds you like you got the munchies. even when you act like you don’t, she sees right through you.

even through the toughest challenges of her not being able to answer the phone all day since missy took every bodies phone and made them practice all day. the first and only thing she wanted to do was talk to you, and hear your voice.

and today was one of those days, where she was worked out all day and just so drained. she treaded her wobbly legs all the way back to the dorm, she headed to the living room, laying down on her back. she wasted no time to call you.

bouncing between taking care of the crying child, and waiting for any signs of sophia. the baby in your hands sobbed into your arms, being absolutely fussy for no reason. as soon as you heard the phone ring your face relaxed, pressing the answer button immediately.

“hi baby, i miss you so much.” sophia spoke softly, hearing the baby’s cry over the phone, she got worried instantly. “is everything okay?”

“no, sophia, she’s just been fussy this entire week, i mean you wouldn’t even know you’ve been gone this entire freaking week.” you complained to her.

“baby, i’m so sorry, i mean all the times i’ve called she seemed fine, i didn’t even know-“

“yeah i mean seriously you don’t even bother to come and check on me, i mean whatever for me but atleast check on your daughter.” you hung up the phone, clearly annoyed with sophia.

on the other side she groaned, running her hands down her face. but you know your worth, and she knows that. she shoved her phone into her pocket, forcing herself up onto her feet yet once again. she grabbed her coat, and keys.

she didn’t go right away to the apartment she bought you nearby the dorms, she went to a small local shop. browsing through every aisle, getting whatever she thought you’d like or anything that reminded her of you. by the time she went to the check out her basket was full of goodies and plushies for her baby.

“road trip?” the cashier asked.

“apologies.” sophia answered in a smile.

“you’re pretty, you got a partner?” the lady asked as she checked out all her stuff, “that’ll be 22.87”

“i have a wife.” sophia said in a soft hum, tapping her phone for the apple pay. “we have a child.”

“how cute, your wife must be so lucky.”

sophia laughed softly, “you mean i’m lucky.” the cashier smiled at her, handing her the bags, sophia grabbed them, smiling to herself, just thinking about you.

sophia was in front of the apartment door, taking out her key. as soon as she stepped into the apartment, it was quiet.

“baby?” she called out softly, stepping in the apartment.

you heard her voice, staring down at the child sleeping in her bassinet, sighing softly in relief, going out to the living room, seeing sophia.

she saw you, her eyes softening. sophia set the bag on the coffee table, she followed where you were, embracing you into her arms.

“i needed you phie, missed you so much.” you mumbled into her arm.

“i know baby, missy’s been kicking my ass lately.”

you looked up at her, eyes pleading at her.

“i felt like i was gonna die all week.” you spoke to her.

“she asleep?” sophia asked, as she looked down at you, her arms wrapping more tightly around you.

“yeah she’s in the room.”

you let go of her, sophia immediately understanding, she grabbed your hand, guiding you to the couch.

“i thought you wanted to-“

“i want to focus on you for now.” she spoke softly, settling down in the couch, pulling you onto her lap.

“phia, she’s in the other room!” you pointed out— the obvious.

“that just means we have to be quiet, yeah?” sophia smiled at you, her hands running up and down your sides.

“let’s get these off baby.” her hands went under your shirt, taking it off in one swift motion, her hands tracing over the stretch marks from your pregnancy. “beautiful.”

you felt so shy under her, even after numerous of times you had intimate moments, and even getting you pregnant, your body had changed alot after your pregnancy.

“so fucking beautiful.” she leant up to kiss you, meeting her halfway. she kissed you as if she was starving, like it’d been years since she’d felt your lips on hers. sophias hands went to grip onto your sides, deepening the kiss.

she bit your lip, letting out a soft whine. sophia took that to her advantage letting her tongue snake inside yours.

“i need you, phia.”

“tell me more, hm?”

“please, i need you inside, need to feel that pleasure.”

she smiled at you, lifting your hips up to take off your sweats, and undergarments in one motion.

you took that as your chance to untie her sweatpants, they pooled around her knees. her hardening member standing full and proud.

“freeballing? you planned this hm?” you spoke to her.

“shh, i missed you.” sophia smiled, aligning herself up with your member. slowly sinking you down, letting you adjust, “feel good? different? am i hurting you?”

“shut up, just move.”

“are you sure-“

“ugh-“ you huffed, lifting yourself up, going back down, her tip curving inside you, hitting yourself cervix, in ways you can’t quite even remember.

“oh fuck. you look so- good taking me fully.” she thrusted her hips up to meet yours in the middle.

“phia- so fucking big-“ you moaned softly, covering your mouth hiding your face into her neck.

sophia took her phone, pulling the camera out. she pressed record, pointing the camera to where your two bodies met. she lifted it up, pointing it to where your head was on her neck.

“such a pretty baby.” she moaned, “so close, baby.” she said, you lifted your head, looking into her eyes, she put the phone down, her eyes looking directly into yours.

“come inside, please.”

“okay..” she reached her climax, as you did as well.

her eyes looked loving into yours.

“i love you, y/n.”

“i love you, phia.”

[anniesweb]

—oh baby you’re killing me

gp!babymama!toxic!idol lara raj x fem reader

💋— lara has been in and out of your life since as long as you can remember. and since you guys had a child, you think each time she’ll change. is she just bored everytime? does she just really wanna baby trap you ?

warnings— 18+, you and lara have a daughter her name is kayleigh, fingering, p in v, lara lowkey baby traps, pregnancy, profanity, um yeah

a/n: idk if u guys read these but this is actusllt like when i first locked in

border creds: fairytopea

you don’t really understand how this happened.. ending up with katseye’s lara rajs baby in your arms. you slowly coddled the pouting 3 month, trying to set your daughter to sleep for a nap. thankfully she wasn’t as fussy as she was like other days.

your bestfriend laroi was there almost every other night helping you out with parenting. he had unlocked the door to your apartment.

“i come bearing snacks, company, and time with mini y/n.” that’s not your daughters name, just a nickname he had decided. behind him was manon, one of your mutual friends, holding a plastic bag, filled with snack. she set it on the table, the two heading over to where you were with kayleigh.

“thank you guys so much, seriously.” you said in a soft sigh, giving your daughter to laroi. him immediately cradling her in his arms. manon looked over at you, “how’ve you been doing?” she asked sincerely.

“like i’ve been ran over a bus, i mean seriously, lara needs to grow balls and take some responsibility.” you complained in a small huff, going over to the snacks, pulling out gummy clusters. manon looked over at laroi, she reached into her pocket pulling her phone out and taking a picture of laroi and kayleigh together.

“how cute.” you said in a soft smile. manon went to her instagram posting the picture of laroi and your daughter to her story.

and yet not even 10 minutes later, lara texted you.

and well yeah she did come back.. after a good week or so. ‘i’m busy with practices and it’s been a tough week, you know how my schedule is.’ the same excuse she’d told you every single time.

but that’s not really relevant right now. not when she had sophia come take your daughter and baby sit her so she could have you for the day. no it didn’t really matter right now, since well she was three fingers in you.

but it was different. it felt different this time. like she’d actually change and be more present. she laid next to you, placing soft feather like kisses on your jawline. her fingers worked a soft sensual feeling in your stomach.

“i shouldn’t have left you and kayleigh.” lara stated, your low moans filling the growing silence.

“it’s— fuck..” you cut yourself off, lara curling her fingers hitting that certain part of your cervix she knew you loved.

“so fuckin good for me baby, hm?” she said to you, removing her fingers abruptly. you let out a hushed whine, she brought her fingers up to you so you could see.

“look how wet you are for me baby.”

she smiled, “open.” you obliged, placing her fingers in your mouth. you lightly sucked on them, maintaining eye contact with her.

“fuck baby you kill me.” she lightly groaned, taking her fingers out. she leaned over to kiss you, tasting your juices still left in your mouth.

“want you baby please. need you inside.”

“well since you asked so nicely.” she murmured into the kiss. she moved around, taking her jeans off, sliding her boxers off as well. she took her already growing cock, stroking herself lightly in her hand to collecting her pre cum and using it as a small lubrication.

“ready baby?” she asked you before you nodded.

she teased you with her tip, gliding it along your clit and grazing it along your entrance.

“stop teasing, please.” you whined out, she smiled, before inserting herself into you, not waiting for you to adjust at all, setting a slow and steady rhythm. letting you feel every inch of her thrusting inside.

“fuck.. so much..” you managed to moan out, your eyes shutting in both pleasure and pain. “you- need to pull out okay-“

“mhm, got it-“ lara said interrupting you, fastening her pace, going more rougher, less control in her hips. lara’s hands went to your hips, digging her nails into them. she forced you to meet her with each thrust, she buried her face into your neck, hiding her moans.

“still so tight after how many times i fucked this pretty pussy. hm? that’s- fuck..” she went more rougher inside you, her tip hitting that same sweet spot that made you see stars.

“how i know you’re so loyal to me, baby.”

“gonna come, lara-“ you said in a soft voice, your hands digging into her shoulders.

“come baby, i’ve got you.” she said. but no what she didn’t say was that she close as well. her body language showed it. her thrusts became more sloppy less managed, she became more needy.

“i love you so much baby, my gosh.” she said her breath ragged, her arms snaked hugging your lower half, until her hips stopped. she came inside you, of fucking course she did.

but you didn’t know that.

atleast not yet.

it had been atleast 3 months since that night, and yeah lara stayed true to her word— for atleast a month. she had said that she needed to clear her head and just left.

again.

you needed her, not just because your now 6 month old is teething and constantly crying every single night. and no not just because she was your rock, your ‘soulmate’ and you missed you.

you needed her because it had happened again.

but she didn’t care, you didn’t even bother to tell her.

[anniesweb]

the 30th.

daniela avanzini x fem!police!reader

🌀— request ;; everything was peaceful, you were off duty, daniela was getting ready to go on stage. until the actions of a dumb drunk teen changes your lives forever.

warnings: angst 😱 ayee i think this is my 2nd angst??, daniela’s kinda like idk an ass, also guys oopsies i’ve never been on a plane so!! mentions of death.

a/n: i would love it if u guys commented, also did u guys see zara larsson twerking, i personally think daniela does it better but idk

“no baby, i’m just getting ready to clock out.” you spoke over the phone, daniela on the other line. she was fixing her jacket for their opening act of the beautiful chaos tour.

“okay mi cielo, i’ll call you after the show.” she said trying to rush to get off the phone so she could focus on getting ready.

“okay baby, i love you so much.” you said, hoping for her to say it back, only to end up with the dial tone signaling she hung up already.

a soft huff left your mouth, pressing buttons on the online time shift to officially end your end of shift. you grabbed your radio, “dispatch? i’m calling off.” turning off your radio, hanging it neatly on your belt. you pivoted your leg, making your way to the cop car.

you weren’t gonna let daniela’s busy day ruin the rest of your night. no, you weren’t. you thought about that. you fumbled with the car keys, inserting it into the ignition. you let out a small breath, backing up the parking lot. you stopped at the stop sign, putting your left turn signal on, checking both ways before going.

safe. no cars.

you turned left, putting your signal back to normal, hm, what were you gonna do for the rest of the day.

you could go get a burger at in and out?

maybe go visit your family?

or- BAM!

… it was quiet. peaceful. but you were hurting. you were stuck. something was pushing into your side, a soft whimper left you as you tried to get out.

quick think, grab your walkie talkie call dispatch.

you tried to move but you couldn’t, you just laid there limp.

voices were surrounding your head, you could hear police sirens, and ambulances coming hear you.

your eyes shut softly, a soft ambiance flushing over you. and all you could think of was daniela. why couldn’t she just say she loved you back?

your coworker shook you trying to get your attention.

“ah shit— someone call her wife! get a stretcher!” he yelled out, pulling you from one arm, placing it over his shoulder, pulling you out the car, “come on, y/n. stay with us please.” he muttered.

a paramedic rushed over with a stretcher, you were put on, there was a bleed on your left side of your stomach. 5 different people had gotten into the ambulance with you. two cops, and three paramedics.

a cop grabbed your phone, opening it up. they went to daniela’s contact dialing her up.

it rang once.

twice.

meanwhile, daniela was only minute from going on stage. her manager came up to her, “dani, you’re getting a call, do you want me to answer it-?”

“no leave it, i’ll call them back after the show.”

“are you sure?”

“yes, leave it.”

and left it at that.

the dial tone beeped.

you were at the hospital, three hours had gone by. the sounds of the lights humming being the only thing heard.

daniela had just wrapped up a show, grabbing her phone, seeing no notifications from you.

weird. she thought.

then she remembered she gotten a phone call, earlier. she went to her call logs, pressing on the call button, putting it on speaker. she took a makeup wipe from the package, wiping her face.

“you’ve reached the LAPD,” her face went pale, she dropped the wipe, fumbling for her phone, hanging up immediately, clicking onto your contact.

the phone rang only once.

“cielo? what’s wrong, where are you? why did your work call me?”

“sorry, y/n is in the hospital, you need to come quick.”

“what..?” daniela’s other members looked up, all making eye contact with each other. daniela got up with no hesitation, grabbing her car keys. rushing out of the forum.

she was shaky, her hands shoved her phone into the pocket of her sweats. she didn’t even think twice about driving to the airport. her driving was insane, usually she was the most safest driver. but she was scared.

what if it happened to you on a different day?

on a bridge where there wasn’t a rail in the way, or a neighborhood street where the little kids play?

millions of thoughts swarmed her mind, why wouldn’t she just fucking say three simple words? why was that your last words to her?

as soon as she arrived, her mind was foggy, her eyes were watery, she walked up to the receptionist,

“i- i need a plane to la leaving like right now.” she stumbled her words.

“okay i have one leaving, but you’ll need to rush there.” the girl reached out to give the ticket, daniela quickly grabbing it, running over to the station, getting on the plane

she arrived in la after a hour and a half, daniela was tired, but you were in the hospital, and she had to prioritize you first.

you should’ve always been first. maybe if she would’ve just stayed on the phone for one minute even one second longer.

she walked outside the airport, flagging down a taxi. daniela got inside the cab.

“i need to go to the,” she swallowed a lump down her throat, “the hospital.”

“alright, you want me to rush?”

“yes, please, just go.”

the driver took off, luckily they were only a couple of blocks away from the hospital.

at the hospital, you were doing fine, yeah you were still unconscious, they had done surgery on you, managing the internal bleeding, putting sutures to cover over half your left side of your body.

“hello, i’m here to see, y/n l/n?”

“alright here you go she’s in room..” she looked at the badge.

“218!”

and at the same time, the alarm went off, the speakers blaring.

“code blue in room 218.”

daniela’s face heated up, grabbing the badge, and running past the doors, turning to her right, looking at the signs above her head, rooms 210-220 this way.

getting closer.

215.

217.

she turned her head to the right, seeing the room 218.

the room was filled with doctors, medical assistants, cnas.

“she’s going into v-fib! get the paddles!” someone shouted.

a cna rushed out the room going into the nearest nurses station. daniela took that as her option to enter the room. that’s when she saw somebody on top of you, doing chest compressions.

that’s when it hit her, this was all very so surreal.

she huddled into a corner of the room, watching everything go down, her face covered with tears.

“she’s going into asystole.” a nurse said, as they came in with the charge cart.

“what? what- what does that mean?” daniela spoke up, as she pushed some people out of the way, seeing you lie there, your chest wasn’t moving.

“she’s flatlining.”

“charge-!”

they placed on the paddles on your chest, the nurse doing chest compressions getting off, so they could do it properly.

a few minutes had gone by, nothing had worked.

“time of death 23:45.”

[anniesweb]

FROM ME TO YOU

summary: quiet soft girl, y/n avanzini was never noticed, only known by her teachers, and her friends. one day when her sisters friends visit, they finally notice her. yet two people especially notice y/n, and will make sure they know it too.

content: university!smau, madeline argy face claim for y/n, fem!reader,

profiles: unemployed employers, hyped up haters

comment to be added in taglist!

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1. you srsly didn’t know?

2. chat fix her spelling

3. that’s her?

4. theo for the life of dani

[anniesweb]

you heard us? (yes i did)

pairing: robin buckley x harrington!reader

warnings: SMUTT, slight fluff (idk i write these before hand) use of y/n, use of strap-on, slight fingering, markings (all r receiving), they’re both of age, season 4 robin, mentions of sex, established relationship, riding!!!

summary: request

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the harrington household is usually quiet from your parents never being home. but yet ever since you started to date robin, that quietness feeling began to fade away from your constant smiles and laughter caused by her. you love your girlfriend so much forever for being that rock for you.

and well as for steve, he was very happy that you two started dating, seeing as well he could consider robin as his actual sister-in-law soon. despite the mishaps of miscommunications and feelings towards robin.

well anyway, let’s focus on the present time. you and robin were laid on your bed, steve at the foot of your bed, rambling on about some girl. think her name was linda or heidi, you couldn’t really remember, from your brother having a bunch of hook ups from the past.

“so it’s really like, do i want to start another relationship with a girl who is going to go to college in another state, and the relationship has no point other than sex?” steve rambled on, running his hand through his hair. “i mean i don’t know does that make sense to you?”

you buried your face into robins neck, enjoying her scent, you could feel her pulse. it was a calm beat, to you.

“y/n? are you even listening? gosh robin gets me more than you!”

you reluctantly pulled your head back, groaning softly. grabbing one of your stuffed animals that robin got you and begged you to name it, ‘mini y/n’ because it looked so much like you; throwing it at him with semi-force.

“steve, i swear to god. i have not seen my girlfriend for over a week, please get out.” you said as you got up from your comfort to push steve out of your room, closing the door behind him.

“i seriously thought he would never leave.” you groaned softly, flopping back onto your bed, returning your original position.

“he does talk a lot, i mean seriously more than me, which is surprising considering that i tend to ramble on-”

“you’re rambling baby.” you said, placing small kisses onto her neck over that small pulse point you knew made her squirm under your touch. still even though you guys have been dating since she worked at the star court mall.

her hands went to your waist, as she dragged you over to straddle her waist. your legs on either side of her, as you trailed your kisses more up, under her ear, to her lips.

she eagerly kissed you back, as she ran her hands over your hips, and the small on your back, arching it softly as you grinded the softest possible on her lap.

“babe-” she said pulling softly away from the kiss, her hand finding its way to push a piece of your hair away from your face.

“hm?” your voice was low and soft as you placed a tiny kiss on the side of her mouth.

“i want to to try something new.”

“…i’m not into blood play, you know that right?”

“y/n- you didn’t even let me finish.” robin said in a small laugh.

“then what is it?” you said not even worried cause you know she wouldn’t do anything to try and hurt you.

“can i just show you instead?”

you nodded softly, robin leaning down to the side of your bed, as she unzipped her bag, grabbing what seemed to be a strap and harness.

wow? you didn’t expect her to know about those, but expect the unexpected they say.

“really?” you said your voice sounded more excited than earlier.

“yeah, can you help me on it?”

you smiled at her, helping her slide on the harness attaching the strap. she helped you peeled your clothes off, as you shivered, feeling a bit nervous, but excited for this. slowly lifting your hips, robin placing her fingers between your slit, as she collected slick from you, the sensation sending shivers down your spine, as she ‘lubed’ the strap with your slick to make it easier going in.

slowly, she aligned the tip with your entrance, slowing sinking down, the width stretching you so good that it burned with a good pain. you tried your best to keep quiet, knowing your brother was just down the hall, your hand flying to her shoulder, the other to cover your mouth, trying to adjust to the size.

“you okay? you know our safe word right?” robin tried not reach your limits, her hands going to caress the soft of your skin.

“yeah, just give me a second.” you said, taking a minute, before slowly lifting your hips, and sinking down again, robin taking that as a sign that you were ready.

and well, she began to thrust slowly, bringing her hips to meet yours in the middle, taking the time to make sure she wouldn’t hurt you. she placed open mouthed kisses, leaving a small but terribly noticeable hickey there.

“holy fuck-“ you moaned out, not even caring about making noise, but to just enjoy the feeling of pleasure. you sped up your movements, robin matching your pace, throwing your head back, slowly reaching your climax.

you came without warning, your body going limp into her touch, robin slowing down her speed and movement, as she slowly pulled the strap out of you, taking the harness off, and placing it on the ground with a soft thud.

“was that good?” she sounded slightly nervous, not sure if she did okay for you.

“it was perfect baby.” you said breathless as you were a bit sweaty.

“you should go shower, so you can be relaxed.”

“that’s probably a good idea.” you said, getting up from your bed, limping slightly, as you exited your room, going down the hall. steve exiting his room at the same time.

“hey, you alright?” steve asked you, out of the blue.

“..yes? why? did you hear us?”

“ew. no?” steve said taken aback.

“no- we weren’t doing anything- that’s weird your in the house.”

“oh.”

“weirdo.” you said in a small scoff. clearly contradicting yourself when you limped the rest of the way to the bathroom, and the sweat on your forehead saying a completely different story.

steve walking to your bedroom where robin was, she hid your stuff already, he knocked on the door, “yes?” robin said out, steve opening the door.

“yes i did. please be respectful.”

“huh-?”

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a/n: hello second fic!! still taking requests

[anniesweb]

writings on the wall (i pretend i can’t read)

NOW PLAYING WRITINGS ON THE WALL BY ROLE MODEL

pairing: sophia laforteza x f!skiendiel!reader

warnings: , lara’s sorta in love with you still?, mentioned of malcolm being gay of the way he acts

summary: two polar opposites of y/n y/l/n the infamous no communication, runs from conversation, slutty on occasion, and sophia laforteza; an open ear, shoe-tied, peace sign, are destined together by fate. but when and how will they meet together? it’s clear to me they’re meant to be, atleast something, somehow, someday.

masterlist ->

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you’ve never been a bad person. i mean you weren’t a bad person in general, you just hate the way you grew up to be the way you are now. when you were young you were a loving sweet girl. all a’s, wouldn’t even hurt a fly. thought you were into boys.

now? you’re not so similar from that little girl your family once knew. you were cold and always kept to yourself. that’s just the way you’ve been. all your life you’ve been compared to your twin sister.

“why can’t you be more like her?”

“come on, do it like your sister, just follow her lead!”

you didn’t hate her, quite honestly she was your rock, the lending hand all of your life. she and your parents were the only person who really knew you liked girls. she was very supportive of you,

but on the other hand was sophia laforteza. the complete opposite of you. she was smart in school, not that you weren’t, you just didn’t try. not anymore. hard to miss her to be honest. she was very openly bi and wasn’t ashamed of it.

but on to the present, you were driving to school, your fingers thumping on the steering wheel, malcom, your bestfriend since 8th grade. in the passenger seat. you were pretty sure he was gay when you met him, but his relationship with daniela said otherwise. you were the only one who knew about it. well people knew but you were the only one who knew it was official.

well anyways, as you were driving to school, you get a call from your dad, pressing the answer button that was on the steering wheel.

“hello? y/n?” he said on the other line. “oh my gosh please be careful whoever you date, let me tell you about this story-!”

“okay.. dad..?” you said weary on the phone. his voice sounding through the speakers in the car.

“is malcom there? wait, nevermind it just slipped my mind, i’ll see you later.” he said to you. truth is he didn’t forget, he just didn’t like malcom being your bestfriend since he was just another you. plus he hated his dad.

as you arrived at school, he gave you a knowing look when the call ended. “it didn’t slip his mind, you know?” malcolm said in a soft hum,

“he’s just a grumpy man.” you said back, parking into the lot designed for students. turning the car off, as you took a sip from the alani you grabbed before leaving from your house.

“true. still doesn’t give him a right y/n, and you know that.” he said a bit too dramatically, as he pointed over to you, putting his legs up on the seat.

you looked over to him, “you look so homo right now.” you smiled at him, shoving his legs back down. turning off the car, the both of you got out, and he looked over to see your sister and her friends walking over to you and malcolm.

“hello my favorite posse!” you said softly, looking over megan, briefly landing your eyes on lara, “and lara.” you included in with a small smile, that barely reached your cheek bones.

“miss me?” she mouthed out to you, before you let a small eye roll escape you in a playful way.

“anyways.. y/n, i need a huge favor, please.” daniela speaks up as she pushes slightly past her friend group, hooking her arm over your shoulder, bringing you away from the group.

“what’s up?” you said to her, as you looked over to her. putting your arm around her waist.

“is he gay?”

“..what?”

“don’t lie to me, i don’t want to get heart broken by a gay man, y/n.”

“daniela, you actually are insane, he’s not gay.” you said to her, looking over to her, as your mouth opened agape.

“okay, but he acts like it, and he’s only friends with you a girl, and me.. a girl!”

“okay, malcolm, is literally in love with you, dani.”

meanwhile you had your conversation, megan was talking with lara, manon and yoonchae engrossed in their own conversation of what seemed to be manon rambling on about twilight: new moon and how she should ‘please please watch it, it’s really peak.’ malcolm just standing their awkward, as he stepped on his tippy toes, while looking down.

then came sophia. she was usually never late, not that she was late i mean the bell hasn’t even rung yet. she parked right next to your car unknowingly it was even yours. meeting up with the rest of the group, she stood next to malcolm.

“hey dani’s boyfriend.” she said in a soft tone, looking over at him in a smile.

“i have a name.” malcolm said in a feign of defense.

“malcolm todd, i know.” she said, as she ruffed his hair up.

he let out a soft huff, looking over to the school, seeing a graffiti on the wall.

i’ve seen people get

back together and try

again and they’ve been

better than ever

kinda hoping

that it’ll

happen to us

oh he had to tease you, he just had to.

“who is that with dani?” malcolm heard sophia say.

“what? y/n?” he said looking at you talking to dani.

“y/n?” she said your name rolling her tongue with such ease.

“yeah she’s megan’s twin, you never knew?”

“no? i thought she was an only child, or something.” she said, watching you come over, with your hands in your sweater jacket. going over to where megan was with lara. dani going over with her boyfriend.

“hey y/n.” megan and lara said at the same time, lara eyeing you up and down as if she was studying and waiting to say something.

“still obsessed with me, larz?” you mentioned softly into the conversation. looking down at your foot, crumbling something from the road.

“yeah? you wanna get back together? i mean look at the writing on the wall.” she said pointing over at the school wall on the side.

“what writing?” you said pretending to not see it.

“please, don’t be such a role model.”

meanwhile, sophia, examined you like crazy, she noticed the time, and excused herself to go ahead into the building.

you still hadn’t noticed her?

oh so shocking..

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a/n: ok trust first chapter i promise we will get some sorta of meeting next chapter!!

[anniesweb]

not til i do

pairing: gp!megan x f!reader

warning: g!p megan, riding, pure smut, whimpering, SLIGHTLY dom megan, missionary, p in v, slight cock warming if you squint, hand cuffs and that’s pretty much it

summary: request

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i mean you seriously don’t know how you always get here. megan thinks she’s all big and bad whenever she’s horny and needs you.

truth is, she can’t handle all of you, at all, and you know that. megan just.. hasn’t accepted it yet. well anyways let’s go to a flashback.

flashback to like literally 10 minutes ago

“oh please, you’re the one that can’t handle me.” megan said to you in a scoff, as her hands went to your hips, down to grope your ass through your sweats.

“baby, like everything you try to fuck me from behind you cum within the same minute.”

“..god forbid i get excited to fuck my girlfriend?”

“okay, baby; i bet i can fuck you longer than a minute.” megan feigns as she leans down to place a kiss.

you gave her a soft hum, a silent battle for her she was so desperate to win. you slowly took her hand, leading her to your shared bedroom. megan running her hands over your body. the softness of her hands, not matching what she had down in her sweats.

i mean easily she could satisfy you just enough by her size. her cock was thick, you loved it. quickly she laid you down, pressing kisses to your neck, trailing down to where she adored on you most. she trailed her hands to your shirt, quick to take it off. her lips trailing down to your chest, taking a nipple into mouth, her tongue circling around it.

you let out a soft moan; a small whimper escaping you. kicking off your shorts off, helping megan off with her jeans, and boxers, her cock standing tall and proud.

slowly pushing your panties aside, she slid her cock in, beginning to thrust quickly. the set pace bringing a wave of pleasure over you, as your nails digging into her back, your back arching off the bed. megan buried her face into your neck, whimpering, trying to hide the fact she was so close already.

and it worked well.

you didn’t hear her whimpers. her arms encircling around your waist, to bring you closer. you could feel her thrust getting faster, which is a sign of her getting close and you studied that over the past times.

“megan i swear-“ you get cut off, by a loud moan from yourself, feeling her hot seed inside you pouring in.

“fuck megan.” you groaned out in a small whine, as she slowly pulled out of you, her softening cock, become semi hard again.

“thought i could handle you baby, ‘m so sorry.”

“you are gonna handle me.” you said in a soft hum, as you pulled her onto the bed with you, taking her shirt off, as you straddled her lap, aligning her cock with your entrance.

and that’s how you get to where you are.

her sat on the bed with you straddling her, her hands cuffed to the ends of the bed. you cock warming her while your hands traced megan’s jawline.

“such a pretty baby aren’t you?”

she whined as you said those words, trying so desperately to reach out and touch you. “please baby, i’m sorry. let me touch you.”

“no, you lied to me, so this is your punishment.”

you said that in a soft hum, beginning to move up and down, a soft moan escaping both you and her, as her tip barely grazed your cervix.

“‘m so close baby.” megan said, as she began to thrust up into you.

“no, you don’t get to cum til i do.”

she let out a small groan, both in frustration and pleasure, as you began to speed up your movements, megan’s thrust getting harsher.

you bit down on your lip, your head hanging low, pressing down on to her shoulder.

you could feel the coil start to form inside you, letting out such erotic moans escape you.

“baby- i can’t hold on-“

“it’s okay, go ahead baby.” you said, wanting to let her cum, feeling bad for neglecting her for so much longer than she can handle.

she came, the same time as you did for once in a while.

you both sat there for a moment, til she tugged on the handcuffs for you to uncuff her.

grabbing the keys from the table side, you uncuffed them both, megan letting a small sigh of relief as she ran her hands your waist, down to your ass to slightly grope you, helping you under the blankets.

“i love you baby. i’m sorry.” megan said in a soft baby voice.

“i love you baby.” you said back to her.

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a/n: i actusllt thought i would never finish this

[anniesweb]

something, somehow, someday

highschool smau wlw

DISCONTINUED

NOW PLAYING… FT. SOPHIA LAFORTEZA

summary: two polar opposites of y/n y/l/n the infamous no communication, runs from conversation, slutty on occasion, and sophia laforteza; an open ear, shoe-tied, peace sign, are destined together by fate. but when and how will they meet together? it’s clear to me they’re meant to be, atleast something, somehow, someday.

1. writings in the wall (i pretend i can’t read)

2. fade into you

3. snow on the beach

4. Dear god

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MEET THE STUDENTS:

y/n skiendiel: a loose canon, hates an obligation, and a door shut girl, with only two close friends who goes by the name of daniela avanzini, and malcom todd and of course her one and only twin sister; megan skiendiel. used to date lara raj, but ended on good terms.

age: 18

sophia laforteza: a honeymoon vacation, a friday night, and a peace sign loving girl, with a full friend group that consist of lara raj, jeoung yoonchae, daniela avanzini, manon bannerman, and megan skiendiel.

age: 18

jeoung yoonchae: an artistic, photographic genius, youngest but extremely funny baby of the group, gets ragebaited easily by megan, but it’s all fun and games in the web of mixed and secret feelings for each other!

age: 17

megan skiendiel: big time gamer, ex-player of the group, promises she’s a changed person, but once she realizes her feelings for the younger girl, she’ll do anything to get the girl.

age: 18

lara raj: used to date y/n, the very open and proud lesbian of the group, except didn’t like being a secret when it was a relationship with y/n. nobody knew about their relationship except megan. the flirtatious girl everybody knows her name, hard to miss her!

age: 18

manon bannerman: the second most flirtatious girl, some might say she’s even flirtet than her best friend lara, adores cats, even the ones on the streets. twilight OBSESSED. will reference any niche things she finds funny

age: 19

daniela avanzini: loves dance with a passion, a bright web and a ray of colors and playboy carti? childhood friends with y/n and megan. straight or bi? nobody knows! except well her boyfriend, malcom.

age: 18

malcom todd: complete copy of y/n, the boy version if you must. came from the east coast to down for his fathers work! completely down bad for daniela and will do anything to keep her.

age: 18