#hbh x reader

[angelsthorns]

★ THAT BOY IS A REAL PUSSY PLEASER ── spencer "spider" white !

pairing - spider x fem!reader

Spider couldn't stop eating you out every chance he got, whether you two were at school, his place or a party. You could've literally been anywhere and he would still find a way to just get a slight taste, a wise fellow could even say he's pussy drunk. And the thing is that you absolutely love it.

cw: oral (f!receiving), pet names (princess, ange), swearing, semi public sex, maybe some grammar errors

You were so needy all day, aching for some contact, and the fact that you were at a party right now, with no other than Spider, alcohol already in your system, was making this need even worse.

And that's how you found yourself sprawled at the foot of Dusty's bed, dress pulled up to your waist, with Spider between your legs.

"please spider... " you pleaded out, hands gripping the white sheets. The feeling of Spider's breath fanning over your thighs was driving you crazy.

"patience, princess," he said, softly kissing your left knee, his lips then suddenly hovering over your soaking core. "let me have some fun. "

He didn't dive back in, no, he began to slowly kiss your inner things, torturing you. His lips were soft, almost reverent, as he placed a kiss high up on your right thigh. He lingered there, breathing you in, before moving agonizingly slow to place an identical kiss in the same spot on your left thigh.

Moving his head back to look into your eyes, he then placed a kiss onto your clit, over the fabric of your panties, maintaining eye contact.

Your breath hitched, your hand softly grabbing onto his hair. "stop teasing," you pouted, wanting to feel more. He listened, his finger hooking into the sides of your panties, dragging them down to your ankles.

He took both of his thumbs opening up your entrance, pussy clenching around nothing. "fuck, clenching around nothing huh. " he then took his time licking up a stripe. He groaned at the taste, licking again and again. "all this for me?" Your hummed a small mhm, meanwhile your hand tightened onto the sheets and the other onto his hair. A soft, strangled groan pours forward into your cunt, making you toss your head back in ecstasy. Motivating him to lick, once again, faster this time.

“fuck—so good Spider, so good just for me.” pulling his pretty blonde hair, whining. Your eyes began to roll up into the back of your head, already beginning to feel fucked out.

Spider began to lap at your cunt, going from slow to fast and back to slow. Savoring every last bit of your cunts juices. He then added a finger, curling it. You moaned at the feeling, your pussy clenching around his finger, thighs crushing his head, feeling yourself get closer.

He pushed his finger in and out dragging it against your walls, his mouth wrapping around your clit, sucking on it. You screamed out "fuck! feels too good!!" your hips began to move on their own. Spider took this as an opportunity to add a second finger, curving it just right for your back to arch. "hngh—can't take it anymore, " crying out as he sucked your clit harder, fingers plunging deeper in and out, stretching your slick pussy open, as his tongue flicked relentlessly over your swollen clit. The wet sounds of his mouth devouring you filled the room, mixed with the sounds of your whimpers and moans.

"that's it, baby," he murmured against your folds, voice vibrating through your core. He sucked harder on your clit, teeth grazing just enough to make you gasp. his fingers pumped faster, knuckles brushing your entrance with each thrust. Your walls fluttered around him, gripping tight, desperate for more as heat coiled low in your belly.

You bucked against his face, thighs quivering as they clamped around his ears, but he didn't stop. His free hand gripped your hip, holding you steady, forcing you to take every lick, every suck, every deep slide of his fingers. The pressure built unbearably, your breaths coming in ragged pants, fingers yanking at his blonde strands.

He groaned into you, the sound low and hungry, fucking you with his fingers even harder. Juices coating his hand and chin, dripping down to the sheets, as he devoured your cunt like a man starved. Your back arched off the bed, toes curling. "i'm going to—"

You shattered, orgasm ripping through you, pussy spasming wildly around his fingers. He didn't stop, still sucking your clit through your orgasm, drawing out every shudder, every cry that tore from your throat. He groaned, lapping up your release as it flooded his mouth, his fingers slowing to a gentle thrust, milking every last drop of ecstasy from your body and cleaning you up with his tongue.

"je t'aime, mon ange." he whispered, pulling out his fingers. He pulled your panties up and dress down. He then stood up and sat on the bed next to you, softly playing with your hair.

"you think Dusty's gonna be mad?" you look up at him, smiling. He let out a loud snort.

[fuckitupfelix]

ugh Ant and male reader where he keeps going on about getting laid and how he's finally locked down and in a relationship and nobody takes him seriously cause he never names you or has any pictures of you or something dumb like that but he gets drunk and clingy one night and just keeps asking for you and it drives everyone insane so they have to go through his phone contacts and call you to deal with him

or something. food 4 thought

[myhaikyuuacademia]

Totally fake | Ant x Reader (Heartbreak High) IV

Fake dating, fem!reader

@foxxyhun @blueladys-world @imsiriuslyreal @navs-bhat @solshaven @epicy0n @stefansring @amara-mars

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

“Amerie, I should’ve told you.”  Quinni said as you entered the classroom. She was sitting on a table while Amerie and Darren were lying under a different table. You looked at Quinni questioningly, missing some context, but she just gestured to the table while going on. “Scooch” You said while crouching down next to Amerie, dropping your bag and crawling under the table with her and Darren. “Ahhh.” You nodded, “that thing.” Your face twinged up in sympathy as you looked over to Amerie. “Are you okay? I saw you storming out but uhhh that dude, Malakai, was following you so I thought you’d be fine? He seems nice right?” You pondered for a second. “Or did he do something? Do I need to beat him up?” It wasn’t a serious offer, but it also wasn’t not. “No, no, he’s fine.” She sighed.

“Who do you think is doing this?” Quinni asked, before coming over and wedging herself between Darren and Amerie. Making the space under the table even more cramped. She had a marker with her and excitedly scribbled on “Quinni + Sasha” with a heart around it. “OMG no way!” You exclaimed, while Darren urged Quinni to spill details. All of you, except for Amerie, were giggling excitedly, really happy for Quinni. “Oh!” She turned to you, extending the marker to you. “Here! You and Ant aren’t on here yet.” You probably couldn’t have resembled a deer in headlights more. With burning cheeks you took the marker and removed the cap, looking for a relatively empty space. Your mind was running a million miles an hour – what exactly were you supposed to write? Pressing your lips against each other you ended up copying Quinni, “y/n + Ant” with a heart around, and a few smaller ones around it for good measure. Amerie groaned before getting out from under the table, declaring she was never going to end up on the map again and that romance was dead. Eventually, she and Quinni came up with some stupid plan to not make Amerie think about anything sex-y for however long she needs it. You and Darren were not convinced.

“hey um, where were you guys on Friday?” You asked them after the two girls had gone to look at the board with clubs and activities in the quad. They were probably nursing a hangover and Saturday at least, so the groupchat had been kinda dead, until Sunday evening and by then everything had moved on. The only reply you got were thumbs up and Quinni saying how sorry she was for not seeing you at the party. “Oh, we were at the party, where were you?” Darren looked at you questioningly. “I was at the party! I tried finding you guys but you were nowhere to be found, well I saw Amerie just once when she stormed out, but other than that nothing.” You explained, pouting. Darren explained, “Quinni wasn’t feeling well after her date with Sasha so we bunked out in the bathroom for a while, but actually, Quinni went and confronted Sasha afterwards.” “ooooh, good for her!” You interjected. “Yeah and then they just started making out.” Darren raised their eyebrows, snorting. “Good for her! Damn, I wish I could’ve been there to witness that.” You exhaled, somewhere between a sigh and a groan. “Busy with Ant?” Darren wiggled their eyebrows suggestively. You just rolled your eyes, grinning.

You didn’t see much of the others, until SLUTS rolled around, Amerie was busy trying all sorts of clubs and you were eating lunch in the library, trying to not fall too far behind on classes. You were the first of your group to arrive, and struggled for a second to find a place to sit, most tables already decently filled. Ant and Spider were already there, and so was Dusty, leaving only one open seat at their table. You really, really did not want to sit at the same table as Spider, but I guess sacrifices had to be made. You grit your teeth while walking over. “Hey babe.” You mumbled out, loud enough for the others at the table to hear, and leaned down to give Ant a kiss on his cheek, before rounding the table and sitting down opposite him and Spider. “Wow! The famous y/n, gracing our table with her presence, whatever did we do to deserve that honor? I think that was the first time I ever heard you say something.” Spider theatrically exclaimed. Being a dick as usual. “Well for whatever reason my boyfriend seems to like you, so lets make me trying to be a good girlfriend not too hard, yea?” You gave him the best ‘done with his shit’ stare you could muster, before turning to Ant and smiling at him, “How was basket?” Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Spider rolling his eyes before turning to Dusty and whispering something to him. Ant seemed not to mind your little conflict, bragging about how many hoops he scored. “You should totally come watch practice sometime! You don’t have anything else to do, do you?” He asked. “Not usually no, I’d like to come and watch.” “Yeah I bet you would.” Spider smirked. You ignored him and continued. “Maybe on one of the days where Spencer is skipping school.” The grimace on his face at the mention of his real name was totally worth it.

Miss Obah started the lesson, thankfully after not too many more comments from Spider. She was going on about consent and how to like, talk about what you want. Giving an example, “Show me where you want me to touch you.” But before she could continue Ant called out. “Here!” He pointed between his legs, giving you a wink before turning to Miss Obah. Your eyes widened, your face reddened, and right now you wished the earth would swallow you. “oh jesus.” You mumbled, hiding your face in your hands. Thankfully Miss Obah quickly went on to split you up into your usual groups to work on some exercises. At least you were sitting outside. Quinni had told you on the way outside how Sasha had asked to move outside as accommodation for her, grabbing your arms and smiling ear to ear about how she was so considerate, before adding how she didn’t really feel it was necessary, but it was the thought that counts, right? You just nodded.

By the time the bell rang, none of you were doing what you were supposed to. Cash had just up and disappeared not even five minutes into it, and after Darren threw shade at Harper the mood was kinda weird anyway. You were scrolling on your phone, in no hurry to leave, since you were going to meet up at Darrens’ diner later anyway. Someone slid onto the bench next to you. “Hey.” Ant grinned at you. “Hey!” It was sort of embarrassing how much your face lit upon seeing him. You put down your phone to give him your undivided attention. “So, my mom wants to meet you.” Oh right. That was a thing. That was the thing. The reason you were even ‘dating’. An “Ah” escaped your mouth, before he continued. “She invited you to dinner on Thursday. Is that good?” You blinked, trying to think of your schedule for the week. “Uh, no it should be fine. What time?” Your stomach was bubbling with nervous energy. Ant seemed to notice and smiled at you reassuringly, throwing an arm around your shoulders. “Seven. Hey, are you free today?” Intrigued, you turned to sit facing him, crossing your legs. “What did you have in mind?”

Relief flooded his face at your positive response. “Maybe we could watch some more movies? That was pretty chill.” He tried his best at nonchalance. His brown eyes were locked onto yours. Gnawing at your lip you contemplated whether or not to cancel on your friends for this. Your hesitation seemed to make him fidget nervously, so you opted to explain your predicament. “well, I was supposed to meet Darren at their job, together with Quinn’ and Amerie, but I’d rather watch movies with you to be honest.” You were surprised at the confession that seemed to tumble out of your mout. Openly saying you’d rather spend time with him instead of your friends, felt like it put you in a scarily vulnerable position. “Oh, well, if you alr-“ Ant started saying. “No, no, you know what, I’m gonna cancel.” You were already moving to get up, throwing your things in your backpack. “Let’s go watch some movies.” You grabbed your phone and put it in the back pocket of your jeans before extending your hand to help Ant up.

The smile that broke out on his face made your heart feel weirdly light. He grabbed your hand and got up, not letting go once he stood. You were booed in the groupchat when you told them that you were ditching them for a guy. Even if it was ‘your guy’. But you knew they’d get over it, so you didn’t worry, putting your phone on your nightstand as you settled into your bed with Ant already sitting comfortably next to you, pillow on his lap and a bowl of chips between you. Fluttery feelings of nervousness and excitement rested somewhere between your stomach and your heart. Your arms were close enough to feel each others presence without touching and it almost drove you crazy, being stuck in this in-between of contact and not. Movie after movie titlecard flickered across the screen of your tv as you scrolled through all the available genres and streaming services, before you gave up with a sigh and handed the remote to Ant, “you choose… Just no horror!” He raised an eyebrow, “well now I really want to choose horror”. You squinted your eyes in mock-challenge, “you can do that if you want me to leave.” He only grinned, before he turned towards the tv, clicking a few buttons until he settled on a romcom. “Hm, actually, you do seem like the romcom type.”, you contemplated aloud, “I’m not surprised.”. “Is that a compliment, orrr?” Ant asked confused. “Yeah, I think it is haha.” You grinned.

If you had timed yourself, you would have found out that it took you 13 minutes and 19 seconds of self-restraint before you tentatively moved closer and put your head on Ants shoulder. Thirteen very excruciating minutes, and 19 even more excruciating seconds in which you tried to hype yourself up. “Is this okay?” You asked so softly you were worried Ant wouldn’t hear you over the movie and moved your head back a bit to be able to look at him, only to find he was already looking at you. His face bearing an expression you have never seen him make before, inexplicably soft and a little bit aching doubt. He didn’t move to look away, but he didn’t respond either, and you felt yourself stuck like this. You opened your mouth to say something but no words came to mind, it was like your brain had turned off and the only thing you could do was stay like this. And close your mouth. Becoming acutely aware of how close you were, the fact that you could feel his breath on your cheek, and it would only take so little to have your lips touch. He seemed to notice the same thing, judging by the way his eyes flickered down to your lips. You couldn’t help but follow suit, noticing the way his lips were ever so slightly parted, as if it was him about to say something but missing the words.

A loud noise from the movie startled the both of you out of your trance and resulted in you moving out of your positions to look at the tv. Ant cleared his throat, and you shuffled to put your back against the headboard instead of leaning on him. Your mind was racing, you hadn’t been able to focus on the movie before, but you certainly couldn’t now. A soft sigh escaped your mouth as you tilted your head back, looking up at the ceiling. You felt Ants eyes on you, barely making out the movement of his head turning from the corner of your eye. Debating whether or not to act as if you didn’t notice, you caught yourself returning his gaze before you had reached a conclusion. You both started talking at the same time, a mixture of  noise - “Sorry” “I’m sorry”. Your nose crinkled in amusement, and he seemed to visibly relax as the tension broke. Clearing his throat before he spoke, Ant fidgeted with the strings on his sweatpants, “I, uh, you can put your head back. Sorry for making it weird.”

“No, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I don’t have to put my head on your shoulder, it’s fine!” You quickly exclaimed. He rolled his eyes playfully and nudged your head towards his shoulder. “’s fine, y/n.” Biting your lip, you eventually gave in with a quiet “okay.” and continued resting your head on his shoulder. It was comfortable and his smell strangely soothing, and with you not having caught most of the movie anyway you felt your mind drifting and eyes getting heavier. A yawn broke out here and there, and you caught your head falling forward several times, before Ant intervened and positioned you into a more comfortable sleeping position.

When you woke up you were cold, and with a startle you realized you had fallen asleep while having Ant over. Your eyes opened and searched the room but he was nowhere to be found. A crinkle next to your hand caught your attention. A note. “sorry I had to go, or my mom would have killed me for staying out too late. See you at school, xx Ant” You rubbed your eyes and sighed before falling back into your bed.

[lilmixed-girl]

They don’t know about us

Spencer White x Reader

Hurt/Comfort

A/N: this is not perfect… honestly it might be trash. You have been warned.

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When people think of secrets, it’s normally associated with something bad; sometimes secrets can be good, necessary even.


Spencer and I’s relationship isn’t a bad secret; it’s really the opposite. It’s soft and kind, comforting in our times of need, and it’s special just for us.


That being said, there are still times where it doesn’t feel good having secrets, for instance, right now overhearing your boyfriend's friend suggest he needs to get laid cause “It’s been too long since he’s got any.”
“Spider, when was the last time you got laid? Dude, are you considered a reborn virgin?” Dusty joked, pushing Spencer’s shoulder. Spencer rolled his eyes. “For your information, it hasn’t been that long, and it’s none of your guys' business,” he sighed. At the same moment our eyes met briefly, a second didn’t go by before he averted his eyes to something/someone else.


I wouldn’t say we lived different lives, but my friends and his don’t interact that often. It would definitely confuse them if Spencer and I started interacting out of the blue.
If it weren’t for us bumping into each other on the beach last year, we probably wouldn’t be as close as we truly are now.


It started small after both of us had a rough night at home; we both had the same idea to go to the ocean to clear our heads. For the first 10 min, it was just silence, nothing but the sound of the waves crashing on the sand and the night air passing through us; neither of us wanted to ruin the peace the ocean brought to us. Until something compelled him to ask me if I was doing okay, that olive branch he lent out to me had me open up more than I ever have to even my closest friends and family. It felt nice to talk to someone who didn’t know much about my situation, about my perfect older sister Allison, whom everyone couldn’t help but compare me to. Spencer ended up telling me about the issues with his mom and how it truly made him feel.
In that moment, it was just Spencer and me.
We talked for hours till the sun peeks through the horizon.


We exchanged numbers after that, and there wasn’t a day that went by that we didn’t talk, text, and even FaceTime. The Relationship we built gave me butterflies. Finally, there was something that was just for him and me; it didn’t need to be compared or critiqued. After a few months, Spencer asked me on a few dates, and that summer we made it official. It was amazing.

Until school started, at first, I was focused on my studies and not so much on making our status known to others. It became normal not to acknowledge each other in the halls or the classes we shared. It’s gotten to the point where I’m scared to talk to him about it, scared he will confirm my suspicions that he doesn’t want to tell anybody ever.


Ant’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts, “Please tell me you finally smashed Allison, dude, you’ve been in love with her since grade school.”
My heart sank to my stomach. I couldn’t avert my eyes from my notebook, knowing that if I did, my eyes would start to water, betraying my nonchalant attitude. I could practically feel Spencer’s eyes burn a hole in the side of my head.
Before I could hear his response, the bell rang, the end-of-the-day signal. I let out a sigh of relief for no longer being trapped in my own personal hell. I moved faster than I have in my life, shoving things in my bag so I can get the fuck out of there. Part of me hoped Spencer would call out for me to wait up, but that never happened. I got in the passenger's side of my sister’s car, waiting for her to hurry up so I could finally sink into bed and let it eat me whole, along with the rest of this day.


My phone buzzed in my back pocket. Part of me knew who it was; the other part was scared it wasn’t him, but for my own sanity, I decided to ignore it. After what felt like forever, my sister finally got in the car, talking about god knows what. I hummed and nodded when necessary, but I wasn’t truly listening. It wasn’t that I hated my sister; it was the opposite, I love her, she was kind and funny and pretty. But when you get compared to Miss Perfect your whole life, you start to have a little resentment towards her.


The rest of the day luckily flew by; it was the weekend, so I didn’t need to put on a brave face for a few more days. I never got around to answering Spencer’s text.

Part of me wanted to wallow for a little longer and not hear the truth about his feelings for my sister. My head was spiraling. Did he just date me cause I was there and my sister wasn’t interested, or was I just a charity case for him to make me feel better about myself? Deep down I knew it wasn’t fully true, but the unknown ended up terrorizing my thoughts.


I was close to falling asleep until a tap on my window jolted me up. My heart jumped, hoping it was who I thought and not a serial killer who’s getting lazy. To my relief and also panic, it was Spencer throwing pebbles at my window. He waved at me to come down. Scared that my parents were going to wake up I reluctantly grabbed my jacket and a pair of slippers and made my way down.


Feeling the breeze of the night air had me pulling my jumper close to my body for some sort of protection. I gave Spencer a small smile, never truly meeting my eyes.


“Hi,” I say quietly, not fully trusting my voice.
“Hey, I didn’t hear from you, and I got a bit worried,” he said, running his hand through his hair, something he does when he’s anxious.
My heart thumped a little harder against my chest as I heard his voice. “Oh yeah, sorry it’s been kinda a long day,” I said quickly, feeling horrible knowing I’m not telling him the full story. He looks at me, his eyes never leaving mine; it’s like he’s analyzing me or my response. I shift from one foot to another.


He breaks the silence with a small sigh, “Please talk to me.” he steps closer into my bubble, pushing a strand of hair that falls in front of my face. I can’t help but look down at my feet, wishing the ground would open up and swallow me and my insecurities whole.

He lifts my chin to meet my eyes “Was it about what Ant said? You know they say stupid shit all the time” now it’s my turn to sigh “a little bit, not fully. I mean it didn’t feel good hearing you have a crush on my sister..”

before I could say more he interrupts me “I don’t have a crush on her, at least not anymore. I’m going to be honest, in grade school, everyone just assumed I liked her because they saw us talking at lunch. The whole thing got blown out of proportion. All I was asking her was where she got her sparkly gel, pens. I just went along with the whole crush thing because it was easier to explain to my friends” he joked, rubbing the back of his neck. I chuckled lightly hearing his explanation knowing his words were meant to ease my anxiety, but part of me was still anxious. I continued my original thought, “that was only part of the issue, I thought I would be fine with our 'arrangement' in keeping us a secret. Still, I’m finding it harder to feel okay that we live different lives and no one knows what we mean to each other, and hearing Dusty and Ant earlier, sparked more insecurity in me than ever.” I finished letting out the weight that’s been holding me down since school started.

But that feeling of relief didn’t last for long; a new fear sparked inside of me waiting for Spencer’s response. I finally lifted my eyes to meet his. What looked like confusion ran through them. He let out a puff of air that sounds like relief, “You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that.”

Now I’m the confused one, “ I don’t want us to be a secret, I never did. If I had it my way, the whole school would know you are mine and only mine.”

My heart thumped hearing his words, “How come you never said anything?” I said quietly
“I was going to, but after the first week, when we didn’t talk in school, I was under the impression that this is what you wanted. I never want to pressure you into something you aren’t ready for. If you wanted us to just be for us, then I was happy with that. I will take whatever you are willing to give me cause I love you.”

Hearing his confession brought tears to my eyes. “You love me?” I say in a hopeful shy tone. Spencer nodded, caressing my cheek with his thumb. “I’ve been in love with you since the first time I saw you in grade school, you were arguing with Anthony about talking with his mouth full,” he chuckled before continuing. “At that moment, I knew this firecracker of a girl who is standing right in front of me was the one who truly stole my heart. I’m sorry I ever made you doubt yourself or me.”

I shook my head, not wanting him to apologize. “No, I should’ve said how I was feeling and trusted you with it.” I sniffle, not fully sure when the tears started to run down my face, I pressed my hand against his, leaning into his touch. “I am truly madly and deeply in love with you, Spencer White.”


Spencer brought his face to mine, sealing our declaration with a slow and passionate kiss. It felt like I was on Cloud 9. Spencer pulled away before it could escalate, “Dusty is throwing a house party tomorrow, I want you to come to it with me.” he looked so hopeful, waiting for my response. I’d be stupid to refuse, “Okay, I’ll come,” I said with a nod, pulling him down to meet my lips again in confirmation.

Secrets aren’t always bad; sometimes they are necessary, even. But god am I glad to not be a secret with Spencer anymore.

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A/N: guys I’m so sorry it’s so bad… when I tell you it’s been YEARS since I’ve written anything. 😔 I’m very rusty

But I’ve been yearning for a bit of Spider so I just had to get it out of my system

Thank you so much for taking the time to read it! Please lmk what you think (be gentle please im fragile)

[crystalsatin]

“i guess you fell into the wrong hands, ooh, and now you’re f-ing with the wrong man” – sundress, a$ap rocky

⋆·˚ ༘ * pairing – anthony vaughn x fem!reader synopsis – dating ant vaughn! warnings – none! vic’s notes – I desperately need some requests guys 😭😭 post type – moodboard

[teacups-diary]

It's Different With You!! (Spencer White x Reader) (HBH)

Notes: cheeky hbh fic thx ANYWAY ENJOY this is probably a slight au because I dont remember whether Missy and Spider broke up before or after exams but here it's before exams ANYWAY ENJOY ENJOY ENJOY, not giving the people what they want (The Outsiders) for today so who give a gaf

Well, that was really it. Him and Missy were over, caput, just like that and Spider couldn't even lie to himself. He hated it, just as much as he hated the start of their relationship where Missy couldn't even bring to tell your peers they were dating. In her defense, Spider was a total dick at the time but this was the same girl who proudly dated Sasha beforehand

It hadn't been long since the breakup, but it'd been a chunk of time he guessed. Spider was still hurt but he had managed to make himself feel somewhat better about it and what happened overall, he'd always blame himself, and now he was used to blaming himself. He was kinda numb to it

And now he was sat in the school library, not the table where he'd already decided to bring up opening any relationships. Now that would hurt him more than anything and he knew it, he was kinda zoned out. All his thoughts of studying had gone out the window a while ago when he first started staring into the open

You wandered up to the table. You'd heard about everything, people tell you things because you pass off as calm and quiet decently well- and well, Sasha couldn't seem to keep her mouth shut about others if you would put up with her for more than 15 minutes right now. Now that she didn't really have anyone to talk to

"This seat taken?" You ask jerking your head to the seat just a little and Spider looks up at you, he raises his eyebrows "Nope" He decides that'd make for the perfect time to start fake studying "Not anymore" He said with raised eyebrows as he kept scribbling things down

You never liked Spider before, during things like the whole S.L.U.T.S vs C.U.M.L.O.R.D.S debacle you two had been at each others necks a decent amount of times. But you knew better then to kick Spider when he was down, he seemed vulnerable right now and you didn't need to ruin the opportunity to make peace

"Anymore?" You lean forward a little resting your elbows on the table and your cheeks on your elbows and Spider shook his head "What? You didn't hear through everyone else" He sneers a little at you "Missy broke up with me" He said it quite simply but he has a tone that makes it really obvious he's completely butt hurt about it

"Ah" You gave a prompt little nod and he raised both eyebrows "Oh yeah fuckin oath 'ah'" He says sarcastically and you shake your head "Don't undo all your self improvement now" You said simply and he almost laughed about that he wouldn't lie "Yeah alright" He shook his head back at you

"Why are you even sitting near me?" He asks with a look that says he really does appreciate it but he's acting all stinked by your presence on purpose so you can't tell that "you haaaaated me a while ago" he said with a simple grin while you hummed just a little and crossed your arms over your chest to play it off

"Well.. I just want to comfort the uncomforted" You say a little stiffly with your lips pressed into an awkward line and he shakes his head "comfort me over a coffee or something at least" Spider says with the little smile starting to actually develop on his face alongside his sarcastic tone he'd used

"Mm canteen coffee delicious" you shoot back just as sarcastic and Spider actually laughs a little "there's a good spot down the road.. wanna bunk?" He asks as he jerks his thumb back to gesture and you promptly stand up with a little smile and shrug "sounds great"

[angelsthorns]

★ KISS IT, KISS IT, BETTER BABY

── malakai mitchell x reader

pairing - malakai x fem!reader

cw: cockblocking, suggestive content

You were cozied up in your bed, blankets over you, scrolling through your phone, trying to relax before a party tonight, until you got a text.

"oi, wanna hang?" you checked the contact "malakaii ❤️" As much as you loved this man, you debated whether to text him back or not, pretty much content in your position right now. You two weren't together or anything, you were just totally and utterly in love with him. You even remember the exact time and situation when you first fell in love.

fuck it you thought, you took your phone and texted him back "yeah cunt" you didn't even have to wait long to get a reply "dope, uje spot."

You jumped out of your bed, put on some slippers and made your way to your closet. Rummaging through some clothes, trying to find a cute outfit, you settled on some baggy shorts and a cute cropped tank top with lace. There was no need to do you hair in any way so you just left it the way it was.

Lastly after putting on some mascara, lip gloss, highlighter and dousing yourself in body spray and perfume. You went to put on some shoes and a cute hoodie, zipping it up to your chest, leaving a part unzipped. Taking your keys and bag, you opened the door and walked out. You checked the time and like 20 minutes has already passed since the last time you texted. He must probably already be there waiting.

Upon arriving at your secret spot, you saw him, sitting on the huge rock. "oi," Malakai turned his head "hey," he said smiling. You smiled back at him and jumped to sit beside him. "bought the drink and snack you like," he said placing them on your lap. You looked up at him "thanks mate," you took the snack and opened it. You turned it to him, silently asking if he wants some, he shook his head no.

Finishing your snack and dropping your head on his shoulder "soo," you dragged out "soo," Malakai mimicked you, looking down at the city. You moved your head, your chin now resting on his shoulder. He turned his head and looked into your eyes, you looked back into his, noticing something unspoken in them, something that you couldn't figure out.

Staying like that for a moment, you then felt the warmth from his face, now just noticing how close you two actually were, but that didn't make you move away. You stayed in this position, looking into each other’s eyes, your bodies so close you could probably hear each other’s hearts beating loudly in the moment. No one moved, your breaths slowly beginning to match.

You kept looking at his lips and he kept looking at yours, then both of you moved at the same time, eyes closing and lips connecting in a soft kiss. He smiled into the kiss, murmuring "you don't even know, how long i've wanting this," You let out a small laugh, moving back so you could take his appearance in. He looked extremely good, his hawaiian shirt was slightly unbuttoned and his lips were parted.

You dived back in kissing deeper this time, hands wrapping around his neck. He reciprocated the kiss, his hands coming to hold your hips. You moved onto his lap, so you could kiss him better. One of your hands moved to tug on his brown locks. He tightened his grip in response, his tongue sliding into your mouth, exploring it. You slowly rolled your hips against him, getting lost in the feeling.

He moved down to your neck, placing soft, wet kisses along it. As he began to suck on one spot, you let out a small gasp, tugging harder on his hair. His hands slid further down cupping your ass, gripping it and griding you against him.

Wanting to also make him feel more pleasure, you attacked his neck with messy kisses and hickeys and if you perked your ears you could've heard that pretty little whine that came from him. You began to grind yourself faster, needing friction,then suddenly...

Your phone rang, you whined out, slapping yourself iternally. "it's amerie, fuck i completely forgot about the party tonight," your dropped your head into the crook of his neck, he laughed at the motion. "that's a way to ruin the mood, you wanna bail or you wanna go," he whispered into your ear, you pouted in response.

"depends whether you wanna go,"

[myhaikyuuacademia]

Totally fake | Ant x Reader (Heartbreak High) III

So, it's been more than a year. SORRY LMAO I don't even have a good excuse rip But I said I would post more so, here is more, if people are still interested haha I can't believe season 3 is going to be the last :(((((

Fake dating, fem!reader

@foxxyhun @blueladys-world @imsiriuslyreal @navs-bhat @solshaven @epicy0n @stefansring @amara-mars

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

You were walking up to Dusty’s house with Ant, trying your best not to gape at the size and luxury of it all. The bouncer in front of the door was the cherry on top. “Holy shit, Dusty’s like rich-rich!” You cling to Ant’s arm to get closer to him so he could hear you whispering, and he puts one of his arms around you. “Just wait ‘till you see the inside.” He grins down at you before both of you reach the bouncer. Lifting your arms, buff bouncer dude sees your slap bands and nods you inside. Inside it smelled like sweat, beer and weed. The only reason you didn’t just turn around and walk out again is because of Ant’s arm around you, but then he leaned down and shouted into your ear about how he was going to find his friends and some alcohol, and if you wanted some. You just shook your head and watched him go, weaving through the groups of people. Well, this sucks. You couldn’t just leave so you tried finding some place to do something other than just stand awkwardly in the middle of the hallway.

Eventually you found an empty spot against the wall, on which you put your weight and pulled out your phone to check text messages. Well, more so to look busy and not like a total loser without any friends. You probably weren’t very convincing. This is why you hated parties. Checking the groupchat you gnawed on your lips nervously. When you had looked around the room earlier you couldn’t see Darren or Quinni, but maybe they were just somewhere else. The last messages were Darren saying they were on their way and Amerie replying with “gonna sneak in, trust😝✌🏽”.  Both of those messages were from a while ago, so you looked up and scanned the room again. Still no luck. You tried typing quickly, but messed up words several times, some of the typos you bothered to correct, others were still coherent enough. “where ar eyiu guys?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!? I’m torally dtuck here completely alone!!!! HELP😭😭😭” Jeez, you grimaced at the typos. And you weren’t even drunk.

Without warning, loud sounds were coming from loudspeakers all around the house, and as you looked up from where you were standing you saw the guys getting ready, Spider yelling into the microphone and crashing a can on his head. No wonder he was stupid. You looked around but still couldn’t spot Darren, Quinni or even Amerie – if she had even succeeded in sneaking in. After a second and third pass of the room you spotted Ant, standing together with the new guy though. Which was around the same time Dusty announced a special someone. And then Harper. Ouch. You really hoped Amerie hadn’t managed to sneak in. You pushed off the wall, maybe it would be easier to spot your friends from where Ant was, and then you also wouldn’t have to stand creepily in the corner pretending to be busy. Right as you were making your way over however, you noticed new guy storming off, and following the direction in which he left you saw him chasing after… Amerie? Maybe?

“Yo, what the hell was that all about?” You asked loudly over the music as you arrived next to Ant. You were conflicted on whether to follow Amerie or not, but maybe new guy was handling it. He just shrugged, kinda clumsily, and grinned. “Dude, you already tipsy?” You laughed as you asked him, giving him a light slap on his arm. “Nahhh, nahh, I would never, my beautiful y/n” he slurred, still grinning. Your cheeks heated up. “you’re not very good at lying.” You mumbled, rolling your eyes playfully, as you turned to watch the performance, worried that if you looked at him even a second longer you would spontaneously combust and leave behind only a pile of ash. He didn’t seem to notice, though, busy cheering on his friends on the stage. “Come on y/n!! Dance with me!” Oh, he wasn’t cheering anymore. Tugging at your arms he tried to pull your hands free from where you had them crossed over your chest. “What??” You were completely bewildered. “Dance!!” He repeated, excitedly as he managed to free your hands and take them in his. “I don’t dance!” You yelled back at him, stumbling as he dragged you to the middle of the room. “What do you mean you don’t dance? Everyone dances!” Now it was his turn to look at you bewildered. “Not in front of people!” His hands were still holding mine, while we just stood and argued. “Come on, everyone here is drunk or high or both, they won’t remember if you dance weird.” He tugged you along a bit further, closer to the stage where the music was loudest. “Gee, way to hype a girl up.” You grimaced. He let one of your hands go, only to spin you around. You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your mouth as you landed with your back against his chest. “See? That wasn’t half-bad. You’re basically a pro”, Ant exclaimed into your ear, and your neck formed goosebumps at the close contact.

He twirled you away from him again, only to lift your connected hands up over his head and turn, just as you had moments earlier. He stumbled towards the end, perhaps it wasn’t the best idea to spin while drunk, but he didn’t seem to mind and only laughed as he caught himself. Your other hand reaching out to steady him. “Okay, no more spins for you pretty boy.” You laugh out. Instead he pulled you closer and rocked from side to side, pushing you away at times only to pull you closer again. “Is this even dancing?” You asked after a while and scrunched your nose. “What, you wanna twerk?” He asked before dropping your hands and turning around, trying a very bad execution of a twerk. “No, no – Okay stop! I got it!” You laughed, hitting him to get him to stop and turn around again. “Perhaps you were thinking more in the direction of waltz?” His voice has taken on a mocking sophisticated tone, as he grabbed your hands and, one set of arms extended, marched you across the room. “Dude this isn’t even a waltz!” You laughed, barely keeping it together. “I see, I see. The lady is impossible to please.” His fake sophisticated tone was accentuated by an upturned nose this time, playing the offended gentleman. Smiling playfully, you shook your head, “come on, let’s get something to drink.” You pulled Ant along to the kitchen.

In the end, you stayed at the party way longer than you thought you would. Even kind of forgetting about your friends, which you definitely felt bad about once on your way home and checking your texts. “I hope you all got home safe xx” You typed as you tried taking off your shoes, which is definitely a two hands kind of job, you decided after almost falling flat on your nose. And even though you had been awake for hours now, the sky almost turning light again, you had trouble falling asleep. Excitement still made your limbs tingle, and your mind went back to Ant no matter how hard you tried to think of something boring. The way you had danced, the way he had held you close at times, his smile, his hands on you – okay stop. You physically shook your head to clear the thoughts away and turned around clumsily to reach for your phone. The bright screen temporarily blinded you, before you could turn it down, but you ended up choosing a random playlist and hoped it would occupy your mind enough to fall asleep.