Ieatpussyfromtheback - ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

you disappear for a long time and they continue to message you

ଘ smau ft :: lucifer, vox, adam, angel dust, valentino // gn!reader note :: anyone ask for a side of angst ?? no ? just me? first post back after my mini break hehe also val is a non-relationship scenario ** — thank you to @helluvagyal for helping with angel’s <3 warnings :: uh angst, allusion to something bad happening, suggestive (adam), death, pet names used instead of y/n, valentino, toxic dynamics (val), MDNI !!

Lucifer

Vox

Adam

Angel Dust┆ Valentino (non-relationship, TOXIC)

seeing some of yall get upset that joseph is with doja is honestly so funny. none of yall had a chance with him in the first place and secondly yes she’s problematic as hell but let’s not act like that’s the only reason yall are hating and claiming it’s “PR” 😭. his fandom is known to be racist, misogynistic and hypocritical as well so yeah let’s not go there. get well soon

Jake Webber x sensitive fem reader🫶🏼

delicate

a/n: omgomg first request hellooo! i really hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it, mwah 💋

summary: your sensitive heart can't take the stress of day to day life sometimes but jake is always there for you during the rough days

tw: crying, breakdown

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you were always an overly sensitive person you felt everything very deeply sometimes it feels like a blessing but most times it's a curse, you always felt so dumb for having such big emotions.

your boyfriend jake understands your sensitivity more than most people and you'll always be grateful for that. he makes you feel so seen and heard even if you're crying over some spilled milk.

today was a really hard day for you there's been one bad thing after another like dominoes you had just came back home after spending the day out running errands. you come home to an empty house it's dark so you switch the lights on you head to your room sighing and falling onto the bed with a loud sigh your cat crawls up on the bed nestling on the pillow near your head you smile slightly stroking his fur.

with another sigh you get up grabbing your computer you had been putting off editing this new video for your channel but it's long overdue and you need to post soon. you open up your computer heading straight for your editing app but something was wrong your internet wasn't working you let out a frustrated huff and desperately kept trying to refresh the app.

"no no no please no.." you said under your breath on the verge of tears "come on please work please" you had tried everything nothing was working you pushed your computer aside in frustration.

you curled up in a ball knees to your chest and head dug into your knees everything was just horrible today your go to coffee place was closed for renovation so you skipped breakfast and while you were running errands you lost your airpods and you came home hoping for something to go right today but it just wasn't working out for you.

you started crying your mascara staining your cheeks, you picked up your phone feeling a wave of frustration as soon as you see the no wi fi icon in the corner you ignored the frustration and decided to call the only person you know would understand.

you clicked jake's contact and impatiently waited as it rang

"hey y/n you okay?"

he asked because you hardly ever call anyone without texting first to make sure they can call

"where are you?"

he took note of her shaky voice and sniffles over the phone line

"i'm on my way"

he was actually on his way home but he knew something was up and that you needed him

"really?"

you said in between cries

"yes really baby i'm coming hold on okay?"

you nodded momentarily forgetting he can't see you. you put your phone down not wanting to end the call until he was here.

in the next 15 minutes you heard the doorbell of your apartment ring you hurried to the door wanting nothing but to be in his arms your body pressed against his warmth.

you opened the door looking up at your boyfriend with glossy eyes and pink mascara stained cheeks he immediately engulfed you in a hug you stroking your back

"oh baby.."

you sobbed into his chest all your frustration taking over your head

"i'm sorry it's just all too much today.."

you said shakily he pulled away to look at you

"no hey, never apologize for things like this please.."

after you cried for a while he led you to your room both of you sitting on the white fluffy sheets you sat there wiping the corners of your eyes with your sleeve he had his hand on your hip rubbing it up and down hoping to give you any sense of comfort

"wanna tell me what's been going on?"

he spoke up breaking the silence tucking your hair behind your ear as he spoke

"it's stupid jake.."

you blurted letting out a sad laugh

"hey, nothing that makes you this upset is stupid no matter what it is hon."

you smiled at him he always knew the right things to say you were feeling so grateful and wondering what you did to deserve a boyfriend this understanding you sighed getting ready to tell him everything.

"it's just been a sucky day and i came home and tried to edit that vlog i filmed for the channel a couple days ago and i don't have any internet so it just threw me off the edge you know?"

he gave you his full attention nodding as you spoke

"okay well how about we head to my place for the night i'll bring your computer and you don't have to worry about editing or uploading anything i'll do it all for you does that sound good?"

you smiled your first genuine smile today and you nodded

the rest of the night was so perfect you were screaming songs in the car on the way to his house and when you got there you and johnnie raided the kitchen for snacks while jake took care of your vlog for you.

you were so grateful that jake and johnnie were in your life you'd be so lost without them.

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Who wants more gossip girls? I love the show.🤭 who also wants more Jake Webber, Tara yummy me, and Johnny Gilbert.??

Sunday mornings🎧

It was one of those lazy Sunday mornings when the sunlight filtered through the windows just enough to create a soft, golden glow around the room. You were wrapped in a cozy blanket, sipping on your coffee, when you heard a gentle knock at the door. You smiled and set your mug down, knowing exactly who it was.

“Come in,” you called out, your voice light and soft.

Sunday Kalogeras stepped into the room, a grin on her face, her dark curls bouncing slightly as she moved. She was wearing a loose, comfy sweatshirt and jeans, clearly having embraced the easygoing vibe of the day.

“Morning, sunshine,” she teased as she walked over to the couch where you were sitting. “How’s my favorite person doing today?”

You couldn’t help but smile wider at her presence. “Better now that you’re here.”

She slid onto the couch beside you, her arm instinctively wrapping around your shoulder. “Good answer,” she said, leaning her head gently against yours. “I brought breakfast. Pancakes, your favorite.”

Your heart melted. “You’re too good to me.”

“Anything for you,” she murmured softly, before stealing a kiss from your cheek.

The two of you spent the morning talking about anything and everything, all while enjoying the warm breakfast she’d made for you both. There was something about her presence that made everything feel effortless, like time slowed down when you were with her.

As you finished up, Sunday let out a content sigh. “I could just stay here with you all day, you know that?” she said, her voice full of sincerity. “Nothing else sounds as good.”

You looked at her, a playful glint in your eyes. “Well, as long as you’re up for it, I think I could get used to it, too.”

Sunday grinned, leaning in to kiss your forehead. “Then it’s a date. Just us, cuddled up and enjoying the day.”

And for the rest of the day, you both stayed close, basking in each other’s company, perfectly content in the simplicity of your shared love.

casual - cassie howard

cassie howard x fem! reader

a/n: like every other lesbian, i've been listening to a lot of chappell roan and this song seems like a perfect prompt for my first time writing angst 😵 it's not really great so i just made it a one shot and definitely did not proofread lol

warnings: 18+ smut, angst with no happy ending 😬 but i'll go back to happy stuff soon i promise!

y/n's nails dig into the leather of cassie's car, her body sprawled across the passenger seat.

cassie pushes y/n's legs further apart, her head remaining buried between them.

her tongue circles y/n's clit, leaving her lightheaded above her. y/n's nails really start leaving marks behind on the seat, but she can't find it within her to care.

"just like that, cass," y/n mewls, her body instinctively pulling towards cassie.

cassie had quickly discovered that y/n was intoxicating to her, the countless times they had hooked up only adding to her desires.

y/n's orgasm finally hits her, her hands reaching up to the windows to brace herself.

cassie pulls away, wiping her mouth on her shirt with a smirk.

"you're amazing," y/n mutters, still catching her breath.

cassie smiles slightly before preparing to start the car.

"can't you hang out with me for a little?" y/n asks, disappointed seeing cassie prepare to take her home.

"maddy invited me out," cassie justifies, reaching for the door handle.

"why do you always leave?"

the sadness in y/n's voice creates a thick silence in the car. cassie stops moving, staring blankly forward.

"y/n, you know this is just... for fun, right?"

"what the hell are you talking about?"

cassie sighs, running her fingers through her hair. she finally looks at y/n, ditching her avoidance of eye contact.

"we can't, like, date," cassie manages to blurt. "doing this with you is fun, but you know i can't do a relationship right now."

"that certainly isn't what you've been implying."

"y/n... i'm not trying to be an asshole. but i've never implied we were going to date. or that we were anything more than friends."

y/n inhales sharply, trying to keep herself composed. she's hurt, and she feels it in every inch of her body.

"i spent the summer with you, at your family's house. your mom cooked dinner for me and told me stories about you as a child. lexi and i became friends. we've kissed in front of them, cass. what do they think we are? what does maddy think we are? she's seen how inseperable we have been this whole time."

cassie sighs, looking away from y/n again. her expression is somewhat cold as tears start to gently flow down y/n's cheeks.

"i told them it's been... casual. they know we've just been hanging out."

"hanging out?" y/n raises her voice slightly, her outrage becoming more and more apparent.

"cassie, this whole time you have been acting like someone who has genuine feelings. genuine interest. you never told me you wanted any of this to be casual. if you did, i wouldn't be here right now."

"what do you mean you wouldn't-"

"i would have protected myself."

cassie is taken aback by that, shuffling restlessly in her seat. "you don't have to protect yourself from me, y/n."

"no, i do, because i've been falling for you and it all has meant nothing to you."

"y/n, that's not true-"

before cassie can finish her sentence, y/n is gathering her belongings, exasperated.

she pulls the door open, hesitating as if she was waiting for cassie to speak.

when she doesn't, y/n steps out of the car, roughly shutting the door behind her.

Eddie Munson and Patrick Verona are the same person and you can't convince me otherwise...

part 2

The eyes

The smile

Patrick sang and performed "Can't take my eyes off you" and in my opinion Eddie would make a great and (maybe too) emotional show with "Prisoner of your eyes" by Judas Priest.

I NEED ADAM SMUT 😭😭😭 PLEASE LEMME SIT ON HIS CUTE FACE OR SOMETHING IM STARVING

“Sit on my face, please?”

“Nah, babe, we’re not doing that tonight—crazy right? Okay, come on, get up.“

You peered up at Adam from your place on the ground, confused, your hands immediately stilling against his robes. Every month he showed up at your balcony without failure, the way his knuckles rapped at your door conveying his eagerness to have you, a sinner, sink down onto your knees to worship his cock with your mouth. But tonight was different, you realized as he offered you his hand, his fingers anxiously twitching.

“Um, what are we doing then?” You asked after he helped you up, blinking when he took off his mask instead of responding to your question. “Adam?” His face was flushed, making you concerned. “Hey, is everything alright with you?”

“I need you to—ah, fuck, this is embarrassing,” Adam groaned, carding a hand through his disheveled hair, turning away from you. “Look, just take off your panties and come over here,” He eventually added, backing up.

You watched Adam plop down on your bed, the mattress springs creaking underneath his weight. He impatiently bounced his leg, his eyes glued to the carpet, whatever he had in store for you clearly flustering him. ‘I don’t have all fucking night, y’know?’ He said, exasperated. You quickly apologized before simultaneously hooking your fingers into your shorts and the waistband of your underwear, pulling them down with a racing heart. Adam audibly swallowed as you approached him, feeling a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

“Sit on my face,” Adam said, finally looking at you, but his stare was fleeting. “Fucking please?” He fell back onto your bed, his chest rising and falling at an uneven pace. “Okay,” You stuttered out, your legs feeling like jelly.

While the experience was inherently strange, you couldn’t help but feel slightly empowered by the sight of Adam lying underneath you, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as you tentatively hovered above him. ‘Alright, babe, just lower yourself,’ He instructed, holding onto your thighs, his stubble tickling your cunt as you did just that. You stared down at him through your lashes, your mouth falling open with a pleasured gasp at the feeling of his tongue caressing your folds, lapping at the wetness that was steadily collecting.

“Mm, you taste so fucking good,” Adam admitted before diving back in, wrapping his lips around your clit and suckling, his hands keeping your wriggling hips in place. “Just like in my dreams—no, way better, actually.”

“That’s what this is all about? Some wet dream you had? Oh my God, Adam,” You chuckled before interrupting yourself with a moan, feeling him push his mouth impossibly further into your cunt, making you throb. “Gah, shit!” You whined.

You affectionately carded a hand through Adam’s hair, rewardingly scratching at his scalp as his tongue suddenly fluttered against your clit, his pace growing desperate, unashamed even. ‘Just keep doing that, please,’ You begged him despite your position of power, and he eagerly nodded, clearly drunk on you. The feeling of his nails sinking into your plush thighs mingled with the filthy sound of him lapping at your cunt was what ultimately sent you over the edge, your legs trembling as you came on his tongue.

“Oh, fuck, that was way better than getting my dick sucked,” Adam panted, his cheeks flushed and his mouth stained with your wetness. “Nah, not really, but still good,” He said, sitting up and staring down at you with a shit-eating grin.

“What?” He arched a brow at you, his eyes widening as you suddenly pounced on him, capturing his lips in a searing kiss despite the taste of you on his mouth. “I need you inside of me, like, now,” You spoke against his lips.

Hell, Adam was not going to deny you, his cock painfully straining against his robes after the entire ordeal. ‘Fine by me, babe,’ He sighed in relief, the hefty garment falling to the ground. He tried to get up, but you hissed at him to stay, making him stutter in disbelief. Any protests he had died on his tongue as soon as you sunk down onto him, however, your warm, slick cunt eagerly accommodating him. ‘I’m tired of you always telling me what to do,’ You breathed out, the authority in your voice secretly exciting him.

“Now it’s my turn—lay back and let me fuck myself on your cock.”

“Yes, mommy,” Adam accidentally said.

cuteee

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