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hiiii …. im thinking about pre crash dom lottie x masc (lesbian) sub…. like a pathetic nerd masc and jealousy protective and lovely lottie.. 💭

Lottie with a submissive masc girlfriend

pairing ⛧ lottie matthews x fem reader

warnings ⛧ dom lottie + sub reader, very suggestive themes

summary . . very sweet lottie, masc lesbian reader, sfw and nsfw

➛ Thinking about how you and Lottie would have the opposite train of thought about your relationship, you being confused about how you got together with such a gorgeous and lovely lady that you don’t deserve, and Lottie feeling so lucky to have such a cute and soft girlfriend all to herself.

➛ People would think that you’re the dominant one in the relationship, no matter how wimpy you are in school and out. You’re the masculine one, of course you would have control. They don’t know the sight of you being bent over Lottie’s marble bathroom sink, her fake strap on dick thrusting into you unforgivably.

➛ Lottie is so gentle with you, fixing your flimsy tie at parties and dances, brushing your hair out of your eyes, and kissing your worries away. She truly treats you like gold.

➛ You still try to be the masculine one in the relationship, paying for meals and getting her gifts, driving her out to places. She loves your dedication more than you think.

➛ She wipes away your tears of pleasure as she curls her fingers in all the right places, praising you about how good you’re doing. She adores the way you melt at her words.

➛ As much as she denies it, Lottie is a jealous girl. Any time you hang out with your other friends and they do as much as touch your shoulder, she’s pouting and reaching out to yank you towards her.

➛ It’s adorable, her arm always needs to be hooked around yours. Fingers intertwined with yours, she can’t imagine losing you to another, so she feels like she needs to keep you closer to her than ever.

➛ Jealous sex is a constant in your relationship, her tongue destroying you while she blabbers about how you are meant to be with her and nobody else.

➛ Lottie tells you to prove you love her more, practically mewling at how good your fingers feel inside of her. You relish the sight of your girlfriend getting undone around you.

➛ She will get in front of you while people tease you in the hallways, she hates seeing you in these situations.

➛ Lottie will yell in their face if she has to, asking them how it feels to get harassed. She’s even shoulder checked a guy so hard he fell flat onto his back.

➛ Thinking about how her team doesn’t know about the makeout sessions below the bleachers, how her hands are all over you, making you melt into a puddle instantly.

➛ You hiding your hickeys under your shirt collar while others question you. You can only act bashful and worm your way out of the conversation.

➛ Lottie who proudly shows you off, even if your mindset the roles are reversed, you should be showing her off. She always comforts you, reassuring you that you do deserve her.

➛ Lottie worships your body head to toe, her hands caressing everywhere she can touch. She relishes the sight of you underneath her.

➛ She’ll touch your knee underneath the desk while you’re in the middle of class, her hand slowly going up, just to tease you. She loves to see how you sink into your arms, trying to hide your red face.

➛ Lottie who will smile into your cunt while she’s eating you out, you riding her face in desperation.

➛ Sometimes, when you’re helping her with some kind of homework, she’ll finger you. Making you explain the questions while you reach your high.

➛ Lottie is desperately in love with you, no matter how much her teammates tease her about being in love with a nerdy kid.

I’m actually obsessed with this idea omg.. Inlove.

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Hey, can you write S3 feral Shauna getting jealous? Like shes already in an established relationship with reader, and is gentle and nice with her, but gets extremely jealous and territorial when the other girls are around her, specifically Lottie and Nat. Love your writing 🤍

You belong with me

pairing ⛧ shauna shipman x fem! reader

warnings ⛧ shauna being herself, death threats, making out, slightly suggestive

summary . . You’re familiar with the side of Shauna nobody else has seen since spring when the plane first crashed. You notice that she gets particularly aggressive when you’re around Lottie and Nat, and you decide to investigate further.

Shauna hates Lottie and Nat, she hates them with her whole heart. Not for any reason she can disclose, other than that they’re the two people you hang out with other than her. Her nails dig into her skin while she observes you talking with them, how easily Nat makes you laugh with her snarky comments, how Lottie treasures you like a gift. She practically wants to skin them, and you don’t doubt she will if given the chance.

Of course you’ve noticed this behavior, you she stares daggers into the back of your head when you talk to either of your close friends, it’s hard to avoid sparking Shauna’s jealousy. The worst part is she’s gotten more bold, going up into your conversations and pulling you away, yelling at them about how you’re “hers” and they have no place in taking you away, even going as far to threaten to kill them. You can only shrug with a sheepish smile.

Of course you’re into it, any sane person would’ve left her if they didn’t like it. So you decide to provoke this intentionally, becoming more touchy with your two friends. Of course it worked, because here you are, getting dragged away by Shauna after she snapped at Nat for being “all over you”, much to the fake blonde’s confusion. She shoves you against a tree away from the camp, her hands gentle on your body. She’s angry, you can see it in your eyes.

“They’re all over you all the time, why can’t they tell that you’re mine?”

Shauna complains against your neck, nipping at the flesh with her teeth before kissing the pain away and repeating almost all over the sensitive skin, leaving you a panting mess. You can tell that feral attitude of hers was slowly diminishing after every mark she left on your skin. Her big brown eyes trail up to yours, she hates that coy look you have.

“Didn’t know I was your property, baby.”

You say, a sly tone seeping into your voice. She seems defeated, stuttering on her words trying to find some justification for her previous statement. She was all bark AND bite, you’re just happy you finally got her to bite you. Her fingers curl into your hips, pressing you against the bark. You felt the wood dig into your back ever so slightly, not enough to make you bleed, but to make you uncomfortable.

“Well, you belong with me.”

She replies after thinking for a while, you open your mouth to tease her further but are shut up with her lips crashing onto yours, you can feel the jealousy radiate off of her body. You press into the kiss, your hands resting on her face. After she lost Jackie she didn’t have anyone that necessarily stuck by her side, until you became closer to her. Now she’s scared of losing you like Jackie, she watches her temper, she’s so sweet with you. Of course, you feel special. Not just anyone gets this special treatment, not even Melissa previously. Her thumbs rub your back, she ever so slightly pulls you towards her, wanting you closer. You break the kiss once you couldn’t breathe, you stare lovingly at Shauna, who averts her gaze back to the fire where you left Nat previously. You direct her face back to you with your hand.

“You know I only want you, right? Try not to get so jealous.”

Your arms wrap around her neck, a sweet smile adorning your lips. Shauna huffs and nuzzles her head into your neck, she’s defeated. You make a mental note never to purposely make her jealous, your heart can’t handle the hurt in her eyes.

I feel like Shauna is the character I least enjoy in the show but I yap when I write for her.. Also thank you anon!! 🤍

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Hiiii i hope you’re doing weeeeeell I was wondering if you could write about Travis ? Travnat or xreader, which one you feel like doing the most, no need for a whole fic something like thoughts or headcanons :3 thank youuuu have a great day

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Travis Martinez as your boyfriend ꪆ୧

pairing ⛧ travis martinez x gn reader

warnings ⛧ fluff, some angst, suggestive themes, mentions of blood and cannibalism

summary . . you help the yellowjackets with misty, awkward travis

pre crash

➛ Travis, who begrudgingly went to every yellow jacket game because his dad forced him to come. He’d stuff his hands in his pockets and try to block out the loud cheering around him.

➛ Travis, who noticed someone who seemed just as overstimulated as him next to an excited misty. His curiosity taking over his brain.

➛ Travis, who refused to go up to you until you came to him. He would stare at you until you looked his way, quickly averting his eyes back to the field. He’d peek over his dad’s shoulder while he spoke to you and Misty.

➛ Travis, who was surprised when you finally approached him, not thinking his tactics would work. He felt his heart skip a beat once you smiled at him and introduced yourself, making him shake your hand.

➛ Travis, who stuck around you instead of his dad and Javi. You two practically had to yell over the crowd and announcer to speak to each other, but you didn’t care.

➛ Travis, who never failed to get a laugh out of you by saying the most stupid stuff ever. He was mesmerized with how carefree it sounded, he’d scoff and look the other way when you ask him about his staring problem.

➛ Travis, who started talking to you in your shared classes during school. You two barely got your work done.

➛ Travis, who eventually opened up to you about his home life and how the rumors in school affected him. You held him in your arms as tears burned his eyes.

➛ Travis, who thought of you as the only person he could trust, the only person that he could let himself be vulnerable around.

➛ Travis, who frequently went to your house to get away from his own. Memories of laughter always flooded his mind.

➛ Travis, who made the cutest noises while you kissed and gently pulled on his roots. You both swear you’re just curious friends.

➛ Travis, who didn’t seem happy that the yellowjackets are going to nationals when you called to tell him.

➛ Travis, who told his brother to screw off, but let you sit next to him with no questions asked on the plane.

➛ Travis, who held onto your hand for dear life while the plane went down, your head clouded while your fingers dug into his arm. All you could hear was him whispering about his dad and the screams around you.

post crash

➛ Travis, who disappeared after you got off the plane. You worriedly searched for him until you found him sitting alone next to a tree. Your eyes well up with tears as he gives you a pained look.

➛ Travis, who ignored yours and everyone else’s pleas not to climb up the tree his dad was on, you could only squeeze your eyes shut and look the other way once the branch broke.

➛ Travis, who seemed more broken than ever. You still hung out with him when the other girls wouldn’t, you ignored the stares.

➛ Travis, who grew apart from you after you found the cabin, pain filled your heart every-time you watched him run off with Nat.

➛ Travis, who came to you when he had a falling out with Nat, angry tears welling in his eyes. Your fingers raked through his hair comfortingly.

➛ Travis, who looked at you nervously while he made a blood offering to the wilderness. You couldn’t believe how far his hysteria went.

➛ Travis, who was so lost when they came back with his dead brother, his lip quivering as he held his brother in his arms. You crossed your arms and stood behind him, tears stinging your eyes.

➛ Travis, who held you close while the cabin burnt down, hope draining from his eyes.

➛ Travis, who finally confessed how much he loved you, how much he wanted you. He even picked some dandelions for you.

➛ Travis, who took you out into the woods to get away from the girls, kissing you passionately and whining into your lips.

➛ Travis, who wanted to act so tough but was putty in your arms, snuggling into your chest while his hammock rocked.

➛ Travis, who tried his best not to make noises while you kissed and suckled his neck, he couldn’t help it when you bit down on that one sweet spot above his collarbone.

➛ Travis, who squeezed your hand so tight when you ate another person, gagging as he swallowed.

➛ Travis, who no matter what won’t leave your side. He loves you with his whole heart and would hate for anything to happen to you.

Travis is such a sweetie, I don’t understand why people hate him. thinking abt making more stuff for him. Thanku for the req 🦎 anon! 🤍

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Oo I loved ur most recent van req would u do the same with Lottie

Lottie helping you while you’re drunk

pairing ⛧ lottie matthews x fem! reader

warnings ⛧ none! pure fluff

summary . . you’re on the team, you’re at a house party lottie’s hosting

➛ parties weren’t irregular at Lottie Matthews’ house, of course you as her girlfriend were always invited. Every yellow jacket was invited.

➛ you weren’t planning on drinking much, you were a pretty light drinker after all. But the punch mixed with vodka tasted so good, you couldn’t help it.

➛ before you know it your stumbling around Lottie’s front yard, trying to find your teammates through the small groups of people.

➛ Luckily, you bump into your girlfriend, Lottie Matthews. Her hands grip your shoulders, peering at your face with concern. You reeked of alcohol.

➛ Lottie won’t let you leave her side when you’re blackout drunk at a party, her arm looped around yours, not wanting any guy to take his chances on a vulnerable girl.

➛ She’ll make you sleepover her house after the party so she can care for you, she’d get worried sick if you went home a mess.

➛ Water, soup, tea, anything other than alcohol she can get you to eat or drink.

➛ If you’re upset she’ll hum to you, reassuring you that you’ll be okay. she takes you in her arms and rubs your back like a mother.

➛ Lottie helps you undress if you aren’t able to, and will stay in the bathroom with you if you ask her to. She’ll scrub your bare skin with soap, and work shampoo into your hair with her fingers.

➛ She’ll litter your face with gentle kisses, giggling at your reactions. She loves being able to help you, to be there for you. She feels like it brings you closer than ever.

➛ Lottie has a basic understanding of cooking, if you wanted noodles she’ll whip them up right away.

➛ Since you didn’t bring a pair of clothes, she loves making you wear hers. You just look so perfect wearing her clothes.

➛ She’ll run her fingers through your hair until you’re asleep, and won’t fall asleep before you do.

➛ Not the best with hangovers but she’ll hold your hair if you need to throw up.

➛ Lots of water and hugs, will make you watch tv with her until she sees you’re well enough to go home.

these are really cute to write, i love imagining how they’d be pre crash ❤️❤️ my normal girls who aren’t traumatized yet

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Van rigging the cards but then Shauna changing her spot means R picks the queen

Van going feral/ruining the hunt to protect R

Van is so loyal and I literally cannot get what Liv said about Van having “medieval knight qualities” out of my head and thinking about how they would be portrayed in the wilderness

Queen card

pairing ⛧ van palmer x fem! reader

warnings ⛧ human hunting, major death mentions, mentions of blood and cannibalism, Mari dies in your place, implications that you fell in the pit before and not Mari

summary . . The plan was going smoothly, Natalie was ready to depart once the hunt began, Van and Misty had the communicator fixed. All that was left was the card draw, though once Shauna insisted on switching places, you knew the plan was going south. (disclaimer I might've not remembered the card draws correctly bear with me lol)

Adrenaline coursed through your veins; all you could hear was your heartbeat. You’re confident that the plan will go smoothly, Nat will escape during the hunt to call for help, and unfortunately, Hannah will be the distraction for Shauna. It felt so inhumane, but you've learned that sacrifice brings fortune in a place like this. You bit your lip while Hannah went to each person, making them draw their cards. Your fingers clench around the fabric covering you, and you realize Shauna switched her spot. Van looks at you with a worried look in her eye, you avert your gaze, focusing on the card drawing.

4 of clubs

Misty displayed the card she had drawn, showing it around the circle to ensure everyone saw its face. You notice that some people seem disappointed.

6 of diamonds

Van pulls her card next, revealing it to the circle of girls. The plan seems to be going okay, as false hope spreads through your body, hoping that Shauna will return to her original spot.

10 of spades

Nat takes her turn, and you can see how worried she looks. If you noticed, Shauna must have as well. You bite your lip in anticipation. After looking at her card, Nat turns it around to show the group. Lottie seems relieved that she didn't draw the queen.

2 of hearts

Then it was Lottie, who was visibly excited to draw hers. Her face drops and she spins the card around to show everyone. You wonder whats going through her mind.

the joker

Taissa confidently pulls hers, taking a glance at it before turning it away from her. She turns to Shauna with a serious expression.

“I think you should return to your spot,” She mutters out.

“Who let you take AP stats? It shouldn't matter where our spots are. I trust whatever ‘it’ picks.” Shauna responds.

1 of spades

Shauna takes hers out of the stack, a satisfied smile comes to her face as she shows the group her pick. Your stomach drops, this could only mean one thing.

queen of hearts

You’re before Hannah in the draw, you take a deep breath before pulling your card. You aren't surprised when it is the queen of hearts; you exhale before showing the group, a scared look sparkling in your eyes.

“Tough luck, huh?”

Shauna speaks up, and you shoot her a glare. Your breathing quickens as you remove your outer layer of clothing; only a brown coat and pants remain to cover you. The cold wind cuts sharply against your skin. Taissa looks at you with sorrow in her eyes, and you can't quite put your finger on what Van was feeling. You furrow your brows as Shauna approaches, holding Jackie’s necklace—the marker used for these hunts.

Shauna backs away from you, a smirk pulling at her lips. You would do anything to wipe that expression off her face, wishing she’d gotten the queen of hearts instead. You grimace as Lottie walks to you, wearing a soft expression.

“You should be happy, the wilderness wants you.”

You shake your head and look away toward the forest that you'll soon be running into. Thoughts of your family back home flood your mind: you'll never feel the warmth of a shower again, and you'll be leaving Van all alone. At least she will have Tai. You take a sharp breath as you turn around, waiting for the countdown to begin.

12

You book it into the woods, running as fast as your legs can. You know it isn't smart to wander around the forest blindly, you you change to a jog to examine your surroundings.

8

You feel like time is slipping through your fingers, no matter how well you know these woods, you'll never know where to run.

4

You listen for the howling of the girls, relief running through your system once you realize they haven't started yet.

2

Your feet sting from the snow, pain coursing through your veins.

1

Finally, the animalistic noises start. You don't know whether you should be thankful that it will all end soon, or be scared for your life. You were so excited to be rescued, your soul filled with hope as the days of winter passed by. In a way you still are, maybe death is the second-best way out. You sniffle as the weather starts to get to you, the bright snow making your eyes water.

You wonder why this will be your way to die; it couldn't have been from the plane crash? That would have been the easiest way to go, no matter how sad that sounds. You stop to catch your breath and quickly look around, taking in your surroundings. Fear rushes through your veins when you hear one of the girls too close for comfort. You dash in another direction, hoping to outrun whoever is nearby.

Unfortunately, you bump right into Lottie, causing you to crash onto the snowy ground. You use your legs to push you away, tears starting to well in your eyes. Is this how you will die? Lottie nailing you straight in the head with an axe?

“You’ve already been here, you could let it different..”

You don’t take the time to calculate a response to one of her many riddles,Instead, you stumble back on your feet and run away from her, hoping she won’t pursue you. You come to a stop in an open area, looking around desperately for a place to hide. You choke on your breath when you hear two sets of footsteps approaching. Quickly, you hide behind a nearby tree, praying that they won’t spot you.

“Get away from me!“

You hear a voice yelling at someone, fear lacing her voice; you recognize it as Mari's. Confusion sets in your brain, who is trying to sabotage the hunt? But, you don't feel disappointed. It's disturbing to think this way, but you can't help but hope someone else will take your place.

“I won’t let any of you, hurt her.”

It’s Van, she sounds almost feral. You squeeze your eyes shut, and your body starts to shake. Either, Van will twist the rules and kill Mari right here, or they'll both see you behind the tree, killing you in cold blood. Only the first option appeals to you.

“You can’t—”

Van shoves Mari with her shoulder, making her cut herself off with a scream. All you hear is a sickening thud, accompanied by the sound of someone getting impaled. You quickly reveal yourself from your previous hiding spot, approaching the pit that appeared in front of you both. All you see is Mari at the bottom, spikes piercing through her body. You shakily raise your hand to your mouth, queasiness taking its place in your body.

Van embraces you, holding onto you for dear life. You can't peel your eyes off the scene in front of you, you can't believe you survived a hunt. You’ve all turned into animals, hunting prey, desperate for some kind of food to fuel you for the next day. Now Mari is dead and you’re alive, the queen card weighing heavy on your shoulders. Van’s fingers curl into the fabric of your coat, you lean into her further, your lips quivering.

You both turn when you hear footsteps approaching, you could practically hear the hunger which each stomp. They stop once they see you alive, and a new hole in the ground. Lottie is the first to walk up, her face not changing from her usual expression. Then they all peer into the hole, everyone having different reactions.

“Holy shit..”

Shauna speaks first, an unsettling grin spreading across her face. Nobody expected Mari to die instead of you, a fate similar to Javi’s. Van’s hand gently rubs your arm in a comforting manner. Your knees give out from under you, your adrenaline running dry. In the end you were saved, by something out there.

“The wilderness has spoken.”

Van breaks through the silence and pulls you up to your feet. Laughter falls out of your mouth, not only is your plan working, but you survived. Shauna is distracted and Nat is nowhere to be seen, rescue is finally coming your way finally.

this was actually so fun to write a different scenario for pit girl death (miss you mari), I hope I did your req justice!! 🤍

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I didn't even request it but Loved her safe space! Could you do a pt2 of it with soft smut maybe???? Add whatever you want thankssss :)))))

Her safe space 2.

pairing ⛧ shauna shipman x fem! reader

warning ⛧ fingering r! giving, slight praise kink, cannibalism mentions

summary . . After establishing your relationship with Shauna, you find yourself tucked away in your shared hut longer than usual. After another tough day, Shauna comes to you seeking a different kind of comfort.

part one

It hasn’t been long since you and Shauna professed your feelings to each other, since then you promised to keep your relationship a secret. You both knew it was the best. You’d rather be sneaking around in secret than getting looks from people, and hearing rumors that aren’t true. Though, it was hard not being to express yourself for who you really are. Before the crash you pictured the wilderness as a perfect camping spot, somewhere you could be free and not care what others think.

Yet here you are, in the middle of nowhere. Currently dating the one girl everyone either hates or is afraid of. But it was the least of your worries, because you know the Shauna underneath all that malice. She always gives you that same sweet, innocent look she hasn’t had since the spring, and that’s all you needed. All you wanted was for Shauna to feel seen, heard. Noticeably, it’s made her calm down substantially, and it hasn’t gone unnoticed. The girls came to you for advice, advice on how to calm her down during an argument or at least get her off their backs. You’d always shrug your shoulders, Van said you must have the magic touch.

And hell yeah you did, because every time you and Shauna would make out, she’d melt under your touch, lean into your hands when they cupped her cheeks. You tamed a wild animal, and that is your greatest accomplishment here. Not surviving the hunts, the cannibalism, and the constant destruction that happened here. But being in a relationship with someone you longed for since you were just girls excited for your next soccer game, someone who is feared throughout your community. You were just surprised nobody has found out your dirty little secret.

It really has been a hell of a day, lately, you can’t keep up with your team. Being together for so long, doing unimaginable stuff to survive. You knew that trust would slowly dwindle throughout the group, the animalistic hunts you’d perform just to eat something, and worst of all, how long you all kept Coach Scott around. It makes you sick to your stomach, you admire Nat for how brave she is, but the others don’t see eye to eye with her, and neither does your girlfriend.

You are in your shared hut, reading the book you must’ve read 100 times over. The pages are slightly burnt from the fire that happened at the cabin, it feels like years passed by since that occurred. You’re happy with the community that Nat and everyone else helped to build though, it almost feels like another home. As you flip the pages, you start to wonder where Shauna is, she’s usually here by now. Since she was crowned the “Antler queen”, she’s been busy, you know that all too well. A sigh escapes your lips as you put your book down, and boredom settles in.

The wilderness must’ve heard your prayers, because here comes Shauna Shipman into your hut, her eyebrows knitted together. You can tell something is wrong, you are always able to tell. The way she’s huffing, slipping her shoes off so aggressively, and the way her eyes are filled with anger. You put a hand on her leg before she can bury herself even deeper into her frustration, you feel her stop suddenly, slowly sitting down in front of you. She averts her gaze, looking towards the dirt at the bottom of your hut.

“What’s the matter?”

Your tone is soft, and so is your gaze. Shauna huffs again, her sharp eyes landing on you, you feel your stomach flip, that look was never a good sign. It’s almost everyday that your girlfriend has a rough day, and then comes into your shared hut at night seeking your lips, your skin on her palms, her teeth on your neck. Your fingers scratch her knee, trying to comfort her, but you can’t deny you are also eager to feel her all over you again.

“This team is fucking hopeless, they need to listen to me if they want to survive out here.”

There it is, that poisonous tone everyone is so familiar with. You take a deep breath and peer out of the stick walls of your hut, the warm light from the fire, everyone seems to be discussing something, the problem being that Shauna isn’t there to put in her piece. Your eyes trail back onto the girl in front of you, you scoot towards her. Her breath hitches once you move in between her legs, your hands touching her neck oh so gently.

“You must be so angry, Why don’t I take your mind off of it?”

Your tone is sweet like honey, and you have Shauna dissolving in your hands already. A smile perks up on her lips, she closes the gap between you, its hungry, likes she’s been craving you for the whole day. Which she has, she’s been imagining her fingers curling around your waist, your bare skin being all she can see, her thoughts are filled with only you, pleasing you, you pleasing her. Her face dusts in a pretty red, her hands already starting to wander farther than they usually do. You pull away from the kiss, desperately trying to catch your breath.

“Tell— Tell me what you want me to do.”

You notice how she perks up hearing your idea, her eyes wander your body, and she seems lost in thought. A warm feeling spreads through your core, embarrassing little noises escape your lips as her hands explore your body. She obviously knows what she’s doing to you, how your panties are growing wet from how much she’s teasing you.

“Undress, then help me undress.”

You act immediately, slipping off your top with ease. You smile watching her eyes trained on your half-undressed body, you unbutton your shorts next, kicking them off your feet. You’re left in a bra and underwear, Shauna drinks in the sight, checking you out. You can’t deny how excited it made you. She grabs your wrists, guiding you to the bottom of her t-shirt. Your fingers curl underneath the fabric, dragging it over her head. You pause for a second, she is absolutely beautiful. You don’t want to keep her waiting for long, so you slip off her pants soon after, almost too desperately. Shauna smirks at your neediness. You follow her as she lays down, and your leg swings over to the other side of her body instinctively.

“Now.. Touch me.”

A shameless tone laces her voice, her hand guiding yours to her panties. You take a shaky breath before shuffling off of her, opening her legs. You get an eyeful of how wet she is already, you smooth over her clothed cunt causing her to let out a soft noise. You dip under her panties, sliding them off with ease. Shauna bites her lip while studying your actions, melting into your touch. The way your hand caresses her inner thigh, how your eyes are filled with nothing but love. She’s in control, but she feels so vulnerable. You know well that she trusts you with everything, trusts you enough to open her legs for you, and that’s what makes your heart ache. Your finger circles her clit slowly, drawing out quiet moans and whimpers.

“Does this feel good?”

Shauna nods fast, her nails cutting into the makeshift mattress underneath her. Your fingers trail down her slit before you experimentally pushing a finger into her enterance. Her breath becomes shaky, as she lays her head down on the pillow. She presses her lips together to keep quiet, knowing that there’s still people out there that can easily catch you both. Though, she wants you to know how good you feel inside her, she hates having so little privacy. She would be loud if everyone knew you guys are in a relationship, but unfortunately it’s under lock and key. Her eyes widen as you push another finger in, slowly starting to pump in and out of her.

“Fuck.. faster.”

Another order slips from her mouth and you are quick to follow it, she rolls her hips into you as your pace increases, fingers curling at her sweet spot. You squeeze your thighs together, desperate for some kind of friction of your own. Seeing your girlfriend under you, getting off on your fingers, you could practically finish just off of the sight. You bring your thumb to her clit, tapping on it, seeking some kind of approval to continue touching her like some sheep. You are a follower for her, submitting so easily to her words. Your thumb rubs her bundle of nerves once a million yeses come from her mouth. You increase your speed, noticing how she’s approaching her release. Her quiet moans become desperate, her fingers almost digging into the dirt under the blankets. The tears in her eyes are so perfect, she looks so pretty.

Finally, she comes around your fingers. You continue until she’s finished, pulling out of her soon after. She catches her breath, her mind dizzy thinking about how you fucked her so well. She sits up to meet you, her lips pressing onto yours, so gentle, so sweet. You smooth over her cheek, a smile forming on your face.

“You did so good, you’re such a good girl.”

Shauna whispers through small pecks on your lips, causing your face to flush a soft hue of red. This reminded you of how much you love Shauna, how much you’ve longed to be with her. She slowly lays you down on your back, breath hot on your neck.

“Now, let me make you feel good.”

HII THANK YOU FOR REQING THIS, i just love writing soft smut !! Also yes I think her safe space has been one of my fave yellow jackets works so far 🤞

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Hii could you do either a Van x Reader where either the reader is drunk or Van is and the other one takes care of them like by helping them to the bathroom to throw up and helping them undress or whatever. Pre crash. Thanksss mwah 😘

Van helping you while you’re drunk

pairing ⛧ van palmer x reader

warnings ⛧ none! pure fluff

summary . . you are on the team, yellow jackets sleepover #cuties

➛ you were planning on getting fucked up ever since the mention of a yellow jacket sleepover came up. All the stress from soccer has taken a toll on you, so why not drink the problems away?

➛ you weren’t planning on getting this fucked up though, you couldn’t even walk straight without someone being there to assist you. The world felt like it spun every step you took.

➛ luckily your girlfriend van palmer was there by your side throughout the whole night, she wasn’t sober herself.. but at least she didn’t take at least 7 shots of straight tequila. She admires your courage.

➛ you were practically black out drunk, blabbering nonsense to van as she held you securely in her arms. The others were asleep, leaving only her to stay up and take care of you.

➛ she didn’t mind one bit, it felt domestic of some kind of sort, something that van looks for in a relationship. She’d tuck your hair behind your ear, running her hand through the strands.

➛ she’ll be there to pull back your hair when you feel sick, telling you that it’s gonna be okay and she’s there. It doesn’t matter if you get puke on her, all she cares about is that you’re not choking to death on it.

➛ van lowkey loves whenever you get this drunk because of how stupid the jokes that come out of your mouth are, they have her damn near rolling on the ground in laughter. You’re just happy you get to hear that loud, cute laugh she has.

➛ not the best cook but she’ll be there to make instant noodles and microwave meals for you if you need it, forcing you to sip water so you aren’t in pain or sick.

➛ she’ll make you take a shower if you throw up, going to the extent of taking off your clothes for you, even going in the shower to help you scrub yourself. Her hands worship your skin like you’re some god, she’s just so gentle with you.

➛ will comfort you if you’re an emotional drunk, caressing your face, praising you and trying her best to calm you down. She has a way with words that nobody else has, and that’s what makes those moments special.

➛ absolutely won’t leave your side, she’s afraid if she took her eyes off of you that you’d up and disappear and the blame would land on her. She’d rather not see your face on the back of a milk carton.

➛ kisses your forehead and cheeks constantly like she’s a mother caring for her crying baby, she hates seeing her girlfriend all disheveled like this, the complete opposite of your usual self.

➛ she’ll fall asleep soon after though, she just can’t keep her eyes open past midnight. A secure arm will be wrapped around your body, her head nuzzled into your neck.

➛ she’s practically the hangover queen, she’ll stay at your house longer than the other girls just to make sure you feel better.

➛ she has pain medicine ready for you when you wake up, will make you drink as much water as you can.

➛ she will make fun of you though, telling you stories about embarrassing things you do while drunk, much to your dismay.

➛ overall, van will sacrifice any of her free time just to be there to help you throughout your drunkenness and your horrible hangover. she loves you deeply, and only wants the best for you.

Not my finest work but I still hope you enjoy it!! I ADORE van with my whole heart.

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Lottie x fem reader reader gets injured during a soccer match and Lottie almost gets into a fight with the person tht hurt you and the girls all are shocked at her 🫶

Protective tendencies

pairing ⛧ lottie matthews x fem! reader

warnings ⛧ violent lottie, basically fluff.

summary . . the game is becoming intense, and the opposing team is getting aggressive because they’re losing. Just as you almost scored the winning goal, you were shoved to the ground and landed face-first. You broke your nose. Once you take in your surroundings, you see your girlfriend, Lottie, confronting the soccer player who pushed you.

You can almost feel the tension rising from the field, The scores are close, but you already know your team is going to win. Your heart rate is higher than usual, and your mind is clouded by the music playing from the speakers above. You have only one goal in mind: the one you are currently approaching, with the soccer ball dribbling between your feet. You do your best to ignore the yelling around you as the defensive line closes in.

As you prepare to kick the ball into the goal, you are shoved away, causing you to kick it out of bounds. You land flat on your face, with a sharp pain spreading through your nerves. You curse under your breath as the whistle rings through your ears, you royally screwed that up. You let out a huff of discomfort as you push yourself up from the ground, sitting up while gently dabbing your nose. You broke it, or rather the girl who pushed you did.

You swallow a sob as you feel arms wrap around you; it’s Jackie. Her nails scratch your arm as she tries to calm you down. Your breaths come in shudders as you notice the team surrounding you. Misty is the quickest to react, resting her hand on your leg and examining how bad the break is.

“Jesus fuck Lottie!”

You suddenly hear Jackie yell in your ear, and your eyes shift to the scene in front of you. Lottie is screaming at the girl you presume pushed you, her face twisted in anger. You can hear a barrage of insults coming from Lottie, slutshaming her and even threatens to sue the girl for what she did. Your heart aches at how much Lottie cares about you, but you know your teammates aren’t thinking about the situation the same as you are. You can’t blame them, watching Lottie get up in her face, the awful things falling out of her mouth. It wasn’t like her at all. You tune into the conversation happening around you, ranging from whispers about Lottie, and about your nose. You shakily bring your hand up to wipe the blood out from under your nose.

Collective gasps surround you, and your head turns back to the situation unfolding. Lottie shoved the other girl to the ground, who looks like she’s about to fight your girlfriend. You instinctively get up from your sitting position, rushing over to the fight about to unfold. You pull Lottie back by her shoulder, causing her to look over at you. A sweet smile adorns her face, but it falters once she notices the tense expression on yours.

“Are you okay, baby?”

Her tone is laced with concern, looking at you like she didn’t just push someone to the ground.. again. You sigh with a nod, you can’t be mad at her. Though you hate seeing her get in trouble because of you, your hand moves to her face, smoothing over the skin with your thumb.

“yknow.. she could sue you instead.”

You say playfully, causing Lottie’s shoulders to shake with laughter. Her gaze averts to the grass in front of her, realizing the girl left. You want to know what’s going through her head, what made her push that girl to the ground while screaming at her.

“Seriously, what the fuck Lot’?”

Jackie’s voice pierces through the silence, making your hand leave Lottie’s face. Lottie rolls her eyes, hooking her arm around yours. Jackie seems pissed, and based off how much Lottie gets flagged for pushing people mid game, you don’t doubt she doesn’t really care. You always try your best to justify her actions, but you aren’t sure if you can for this situation.

“I was teaching her not to mess with our team, she didn't even get that hurt.”

She beat you to it, a smug tone slipping out of her lips. You can’t help but smile, a warm feeling blooms in your chest. Your captain sighs, you can’t tell if she’s disappointed or happy that proud that Lottie stood up for you.

“Hey, we have to get you to the hospital.”

Coach ben speaks up, you almost forgot about your nose. Lottie gives you a gentle hug before letting you go. As you walk away you can’t help but wear a giddy smile, thinking about how cool your girlfriend is.

when your MEDICATED girlfriend girl bosses the bitch that shoved you 😛 sorry for how short this is ❤️❤️ I hope you still enjoy!