#maddy euphoria

[lovemeanyway7]

guys I need them to be together 💔💔

[dietmolly]

something something vampire gf

[miawal1ace]

Marsha Jacob’s is such a weird ass bitch. Hating on the women your son dated in high school over 5 years later is crazy.

[gorgeys]

famous ★ s3 maddy perez x fem!reader

part 2 here SMUT blurb a/n: back to my roots with this one! love the concept of manager maddy

"trust me, this is going to be big." 

then the she taps the record button.

you're already on your back, completely naked on maddy's sheets.  you're a little shy, all things considered, but you trusted your manager knew what would be best for your career.  you just didn't think it would be her fucking you on camera.

her free hand pushes your thighs apart, the other focusing the phone camera between your legs.

"hmm, already wet for me?"

her fingertips press against your pretty pink thong right over your clit.  you hiss in response.  your head lulls to one side and your cheek presses into the pillow. maddy watches all of it, her fingers feeling your wetness soak through the fabric.

"look at that.  already so needy."

"maddy..." you whisper, refusing to look up at her, which would mean looking into the camera lens.  she smiles at your shyness.

"what? i thought you wanted to be famous?" her fingers press even harder and your thighs shake a little.  "this is how it's done."

finally she pushes the lace aside and swipes her fingers through your slick, ensuring the phone captures all of it.  when she pulls back, a string of your slickness connects her finger to your pussy.  she laughs under her breath and you can't help but feel small beneath her.

"what makes you wetter—being famous or fucked by your manager?"

she doesn't give you any warning before she sinks her fingers inside you.  your back instantly arches off the bed and a surprised moan escapes your lips.

"bit of both, huh?"

"maddy," you repeat, but it comes out as a whine now.  your voice only grows in volume as she curls her fingers. "fuckkk—maddy!"

"right there, yeah?"

she leans over you to get an angle of your face twisted up in pleasure.  as she does, her hard nipples press against the thin fabric of her tank top and you find yourself wondering if this is really just all for the video.

but that thought is short-lived as she removes her fingers with a wet squelch before rapidly pushing them back in.  your thighs attempt to close around her hand but she nudges one of them back out with her elbow.

"no, no, no, let them see.  let them all see how much you're enjoying this."

her fingers find a rhythm that has your hips bucking and consistent whines pushing past your lips.  she hears every variation of "please" and "don't stop" and her name as your fingers claw at the sheets.  she smiles devilishly realizing you don't need any practice.  you're a natural.

"yeah, gonna make you so famous."

[iloveboobies06]

feenin' | maddy perez

pairings: maddy perez x female reader [implied black!reader]

warnings: substance use; sexual themes

summary: blunts got you feeling something new for your best friend

you were lying on your stomach on her white rug, legs kicked up behind you, chin propped in your hands.

maddy was lying across her bed on her back, holding the blunt between her fingers up to the light above her.

"this is such good shit," she said after what felt like a long beat of silence, her voice lazy. "fez got it from some guy who grows it in his garage. apparently he plays music to the plants."

you snorted. "that's not real."

"it is so real, you bitch." she brought the blunt between her lips and inhaled. she held it, her cheeks hollowing, before she blew it out. "the plants like music. that's like science."

"that's not science." you said laughing.

"it is. just let it go." she passed the blunt down to you, her fingers brushing yours as you took it. "you're just mad you didn't think of it first. you could be growing your damn houseplants right now, building an army."

"I don't have houseplants."

"that's cause you kill everything you touch," she said, her voice soft and teasing. she rolled onto her side, cradling her head in her hand, watching you with heavy-lidded eyes. "like a cunty tornado."

you chuckled, taking another hit. "that's the weed talkin'."

"what do you mean? that's all me. the weeds just making me brave enough to say it." she smiled. "mm y'know what I think?"

"you're gonna tell me regardless." you sighed.

"I think," she continued, ignoring you, "that we've been friends for what..?like two years?"

"hm, a lil longer but yea."

"two years," she pointed, like you were wrong or something. "right, we've done everything together. parties, drugs, crying in bathrooms,showering together, that week where we only ate a bunch of random junk food—"

"that was your idea."

"—yet," she said, raising up on her bed, "how come we've never kissed?"

you exhaled, laughing in the middle of taking another hit. "what?"

"think about it." she sat cross-legged now, her tank top strap slipping off her shoulder. she didn't fix it. "real friends kiss. you've made out with rue AND lexi. how do I know we're really friends if we've never even pecked?"

you stared at her. the weed was making her look extremely attractive in this light. "that's not a thing."

"it is so a thing." she leaned forward. "we could've been kissing all this time. you can't fake a good kiss. it's proof."

"proof of what?"

"proof that you actually like me." you laughed, coughing as smoke filled your lungs.

"maddy, I drove 40 minutes to bring you soup when you had that stomach thing last month. I let you borrow my favorite jacket, which your ass never gave back. and I sat through three miserable hours of you explaining why some eyeshadow palette was worth 80 dollars. I obviously like you."

"but you've never kissed me," she said. there was something in her voice. something you couldn't explain. she tilted her head making her hair spill over her shoulders. "maybe you're just pretending. maybe this whole thing is a long con. maybe you're just waiting to steal my identity, my whole face and person."

"I'm black."

"i'm curious." she held out her hand, palm up, waiting for you. "one kiss. just to verify. how do I know you're not a hologram?"

you took another drag, considering her offer. "you're serious," you said.

"I'm always serious about kissing." she bit her lip. "c'mon. just a peck. we'll laugh about it."

you looked at the blunt in your hand, then back at her. this shit had to be playing tricks on you. but she was watching you with those eyes, how could you say no.

"fine," you said. "this is stupid."

you pushed up from her rug, crawling onto her bed next to her. maddy sat up straighter, on her knees, waiting. you pushed yourself in front of her, blunt held steady between your fingers, and leaned in. she smelled like vanilla and weed. her lips were slightly parted, waiting for you.

you closed the distance, pressing a quick kiss to her mouth. it only lasted about a second. you settled back, bringing the blunt back to your lips like nothing happened.

"there. proof of friendship." maddy giggled. it started small but then grew to a full blown laugh that made her fall back onto her pillows.

"that," she said, "was the most pathetic kiss I have ever received in my life."

"excuse me?"

"you're such a bitch. what? do you not like me anymore?" she sat up again, crawling toward you on her knees, her shorts riding up her thighs.

you started to laugh too. "you said a peck!"

"I said a peck. not whatever that was." she was close again. she reached out, her hands finding your waist. "if you're gonna kiss me, actually kiss me. otherwise, what the hell is the point?"

"maddy..."

"don't 'maddy' me." her thumbs were rubbing small circles on your sides. "I'm just asking for a real kiss. one that counts. is that so scary?"

it absolutely was. but the weed has softened your edges, and her hands were so warm.

"fine," you whispered.

"fine," she repeated, already leaning in. this time you let her press her mouth to yours, and you kissed her back. really kissed her. she made a small sound, encouraging, and you deepened it, your hands finding her waist to pull her closer.

it was better than you imagined. she kissed like she did everything. she was confident and sure. her tongue brushed yours, insistent. you finally broke apart.

she laughed again, but it was different. "see?" she said, her forehead pressed against yours. "that was a kiss. that was proof"

"proof?" you asked, your voice rough.

"proof you like me." she pulled back to meet your eyes, a smile on her face.

"told ya"

"you ain't tell me shit." you rolled your eyes, smiling softly.

"I implied it." she kissed the corner of your mouth, then your jaw. "I implied a lot of things." she kissed your cheek. "like how you should probably do that again."

your hands were on her waist. you let them slide up and she arched into you. "you're so soft," you murmured.

"I moisturize," she whispered against your cheek, feeling her smile. "you should feel the rest of me." she guided your hands to her hips, then around to the small of her back, pressing closer.

"need to know if you're a good kisser everywhere, or just my mouth." she hummed.

you laughed. "maddy, we're high."

"so?" she pulled back. "do you wanna stop?"

you should but where's the fun in that?

"no." you said.

"good," she breathed, pressing her lips against yours once again. her hands were in your hair, tilting your head to the angle she wanted, and you let her. she pushed you back onto the bed, climbing over you, sitting on your lap.

she sat back on your hips, letting you pull her shirt over her head. she wore nothing underneath. nothing except a cross necklace you gave her. one she never took off.

"you're staring," she said, sounding pleased.

"you're beautiful."

"I know." she leaned down, kissing you again. "but thank you."

you gave her everything she wanted, sucking and biting while her hands fisted in your hair. she pushed you back, leaning towards your ear. "I want you to learn me."

"learn you?"

"mmm." she whispered. "want to show you everything. and you're gonna memorize me. so when we do more, and we will, you'll know exactly how to touch me."

she leaned down and kissed the corner of your mouth. then moved to your jaw, pressing a soft kiss there. "i like it here when I'm nervous. grounds me."

she then pulled your head up, sitting up and moving you down to press your lips against her stomach, near her hip-bone. "drives me insane."

you groaned. "you're evil."

"thorough. show me what you've learned." she settled against you.

you spent hours kissing her, learning her body. you learned she loved having her neck sucked but hated having her ears touched. learned she loved having her hair pulled, when you kissed her deeply.

you groped her. her breasts, her ass, pulling her closer. she guided you. showed you where to press harder.

"like this?" you asked, your hand sliding down to cup her ass, squeezing it in your hands.

"yes," she gasped. she kissed you, cupping your face between her hands, her nails scratching your face as she ground her pussy in your lap.

at some point in the night, you finally stopped. she pulled a blanket over you both, burying her face in your neck. "this is nice. safe." she whispered sleepy.

"yeah." you whispered, placing a kiss to her forehead.

"we're so doing this again," she said. wasn't even a question.

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↝ haven't had any req for maddy yet...hmm

[bbsxsaa]

bonnie&clyde

[bittersuitejacobs]

Maddy wearing fancy lingerie to go meet Cassie. Romantic music starting as Maddy looks at her IG. The beautiful orchestral swell as Maddy approaches and Cassie has this look on her face of absolute awe. "You look amazing!" Cassie calling Maddy the love of her life. Cassie literally squealing with excitement to have Maddy's support and approval and help.

Cassie loves Nate because she loves attention. Cassie loves Maddy because she's a lesbian and that's her first love she never got proper closure with.

i know im delusional,, i know im aware. whatever. they should kiss.

[veronicainnit]

A new one