Anael & Ruby are lovers; you can't change my mind

College, oh college. A pinpoint between early adult hood and the journey of self identity. To where barely mature minds become full adults under debt, success, wealth, or happiness. Of course, the media always portrayed the college experience as one of a kind, with movies depicting parties every week, challenging dilemmas of friendship, others finding love, and finding yourself. Mostly dramatic interpretations, none of which every single student would experienced and for Y/N it had been just that.

Never was she so invested in partying, the various hook ups and mingling with frat, yet her beauty was what kept her in the center of attention. Many frat members trying to hit her up with the promise of a good night. Or a great dinner at one of the many burger joints catered to students easy access, and discounts with their ID cards, others wanted to have a couple drinks, get crazy.

With every offer, she declined, much like the jewel of a kingdom rejecting possible suitors to a marriage, however Y/N wanted to be more than just eye candy. Gaining a proper education would place her on top, a chance to take a small portion of the world’s problems and fix them with her own bare hands. And where she decided to do that, started with her stories.

It’s no stranger to writers that they often start on certain media platforms, tumblr, Wattpad, Fanfiction.Net, Ao3 and many more. For Y/N she began on Wattpad, dabbling in the Harry Potter universe first, introducing the media of a Latinx character to join the magical academy. In fanfiction, you can bend the rules and for her, it was that the girl had family in England and she had stayed with them, held magical lineage in her blood and thus received an invitation to join.

It had been difficult to be honest, with the snobby fans who make sure every story is canon, they were ripping apart her story and leaving no soppy seconds to rebuild. In the end, Y/N had given up, scrapping the book and her edited pictures, moving to other fandoms in hopes to find something that would lead to passionate musings.

Alas, she had found it in the DC fandom & OUAT (Once Upon A Time) where her books were loaded with wonderful comments from readers who both enjoyed her little twists and turns, to requesting something for themselves. Though as Y/N matured over the years, her interest in Wattpad soured, and seeking a more adult audience, turned to Tumblr.

There she encountered many high spirited folks and reveled in their stories, making friends on the way. A million miles or couple thousand may separate them, yet they were genuinely amazing. Of course, having watched Catfish, she ensured that it was safe and no creep online before venting in any manner.

The internet was both a blessing and a curse in itself, you’re pretty much on your own out there in a little boat. Sometimes pirates come to take you away, others pass by without a glance and the rest are willing to assist you, taking you on their larger vessels of safe sailing.

Y/N could recall expressing her anxiety of starting university, knowing or thinking it was that much different from community. The woman wasn’t born from wealth but with time had paid for each class along with tuition fees bless financial aid. Getting her own dorm, a bit of a challenge because everything she owned would need to be secured and not stolen.

Freshman year, she had declared, was going to be a pain in the ass.

With the last of her stuff, she had waved goodbye to her sister who helped in the moving process and headed to her dorm. Unaware of the fact her other roommates of not one (as advertised on the website) but two! A pretty auburn and another equally stunning brunette both discussing something on the couch, immediately turning to look at Y/N when she entered.

“ Hi! You’re Y/N right?” The brunette asks, extending a hand out with a friendly smile. “ I’m Genevieve and this is my buddy and our other roommate Danneel. Nice to meet you.” They all shook hands, or at least Y/N tried to with one hand supporting the box of stuff.

“ I’m sorry lemme get that.” Danneel says, rushing to help their new roommate and putting it on her bed, clearly shown with the cactus print bedsheets. “ We’re thinking of getting food in and just getting used to our dorm spaces, would you like to join us?”  

Y/N didn’t have much of a choice did she? Yet then again these girls were only being friendly, taking risks can sometimes lead to good things. And it’s there their friendship blossomed as they got burritos, which Y/N loved because carne asada is irresistible. Clearly these women had good tastes, or enjoyed the good stuff.

“ Dee put on a bra!” Y/N says, shielding her eyes at the redhead gets dressed for the upcoming frat party, their first together. Since it’s her last year, Y/N decided to relax just a bit after working so hard.

“ Come on! The girls gotta be free of their titty prison!” She jiggles her breasts in front of Y/N’s face, getting hit in the face with a pillow from the brunette who’s already dressed.

“ She’s not a perv, put something on loser.” Gen teases, not caring for the topless action. After all, wouldn't be the first time Dee was half naked in her presence.

“ Oh boo you whore.” She puts on her bra, adding the top chosen for tonight. You’d think 4 years all the women would be the talk of the university with how iconic they were. Y/N, the brains & beauty combined, most desirable on campus by the men. Genevieve, the blogger who’s hit a million followers on Instagram for talking about greener ways to survive. Leaving Danneel the last, blowing everyone away with her artwork, winning a couple awards for it. Plus her fashion tastes were all owning affordable looks and making them appear as designer.

However, women with brains and personality weren’t always attractive. Men often reduced them to just boobs, butts and pussies. Could you believe how many times they’ve asked for Gen and Dee to film a porno with them? Or do a little show? Extremely offensive, and although Danneel wants to kick their asses, it’s best to blow them away with her success in what drives her passion.

Besides, if it was a man’s world, why don’t they take advantage to earn a decent living. It’s what men wanted right? Now make them look stupid because women end up running the world.

Once all dressed, they took a couple photos for Gen’s Instagram page and then set off for the party. Jaws dropping at their look, men whistling but Y/N ignored it.

Heading to drinks, they take a red solo cup, opting for the punch and not Jungle Juice (never take it!), taking their sips in unison.

“ Oh shit, didn’t think the Powerpuff girls would show up.” Their eyes divert to the male with a bright smile and green eyes twinkling. “ And Y/N? Sweetheart you’re out of that dorm!”

“ Very funny Jay.” She replied, accepting his hug as Misha popped up behind him, wiggling his brows.

“ Did you get that report done for me? Is it gonna work?” He asks, rubbing his hands together. Known as a tinker, Misha invented cool gadgets to make life easier, sometimes running on the dangerous side but with Y/N by his side, he won’t do anything if she does the math and research concluding that it’s gonna be bad. For example, his idea for a more efficient printer that does things on a 3D scale faster than what’s out there was on his work bench currently. Y/N was in charge of doing the math for how it’s powered and running a demo of it on an animated simulation to see if it’ll either fail or take off.

“ I don’t think we can exceed more than half the time in the first trial so we can start building the prototype. How’s the calculations on your efficient and faster housing going?” With his inventions, Misha also tried to give back to communities in need, also looking for a way to have easy housing for the homeless that won’t be a big problem making and the more money spent, the more houses are available.

“ That’s fine, we can work it out in study hall.” He waves goodbye, searching for Richard and Rob, the senior class clowns.

“ So I’m glad to have taken your frat party virginity.” Jensen jokes, taking a sip of his beer. A week ago he extended the invite to Y/N, hoping the woman would take time off for once. Always work and no play, but having an outlet to just let loose helped maintain focus in academics. Kept the brain working well and mood swings low.

“ Well when you say it like that, it makes me not wanna come at all!” She teases, the pair continuing to chat as Danneel and Gen move to the dance floor. Forgetting about everyone else as they focused on themselves, Y/N would surely join them no doubt.

And she does, glad Jensen’s hosted this because the music was spot on. No cheesy pop songs and more alternative, just the way she likes it. Not that Y/N would be so judgmental but like he mentioned earlier, this is her first frat party, it’s got to stand out somehow right?

As if some frat party godmother appears and sprinkles some fairytale glitter to make tonight magical, Y/N feels a buzz in her body. Only focused on the faces of Danneel and Gen as they sing out the lyrics to the song playing on the makeshift stage. No need to look at the lyrics displayed on the TV screen, they knew them by heart.

It’s when Y/N meets Danneel’s eyes, a smirk gracing the redhead’s lips as she continues to sing. A moment where the whole world stops at once, just the two of them on stage and the feeling grows when Gen joins. Such a chemistry between them, from heartbreak to happiness, depression and anxiety. The trio have remained golden and Y/N could not find a reason to wish for anything else.

Before the song ended though, Danneel steps forward a bit, belting out the last verse and Y/N’s eyes widened. As did the rest of the crowd, amazed that she held such a heavenly voice.

Even Gen was stunned, staring in awe and Danneel? Well she fucking owned that moment. Face a bit flushed but felt the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

The trio were met with standing ovation, many urging for another song but with how they stretched their vocal chords, walked off the stage to let someone else have a turn.

Rushing out the door, grabbing her jacket, Danneel laughs. “ Holy shit!”

“ Fuck yeah Dee! You really did that!” Gen says, Y/N agreeing as she tried to keep up with the women.

“ I had no idea you could even sing!”

“ Oh this girl can sing alright.” Gen says, adding a smirk as Danneel playfully socked her arm. Knowing what the brunette implied.

“ I used to sing at parties for my family, was fun but you know I wanted more than that. Didn’t want to write or make music, just appreciate it you know?” And you could see how passionate Danneel was about her tunes, going to the best concerts and having a blast in the music itself. Her posters above her bed included The Smiths, Nirvana and Metallica, top favorites of hers but she also made room for other artists. You can never go wrong with variety you know.

“ Yeah, Coldplay and Los Angeles Azules does that for me.” Y/N replies, trying to sing one her favorites but with a cracking voice failed.

“ It’s not used to being stretched like that, don’t worry. I think you did a good job of singing.” Danneel pulls the woman into a side hug as they walked back to their dorm room. Kissing her cheek but lingering there for a moment longer, the buzz of alcohol still present in her system.

“ You missed.” Y/N finds herself saying, unaware of the boldness in her words until Danneel pins her to a nearby wall, searching her eyes for a moment before kissing her passionately. Her hands were at their sides but with the kiss, moves them up to Danneel’s hair, tangling themselves in the silky tresses.

“ Ladies, as much as I love a good show,” Genevieve says, clearing her throat as they’re still out in the open. “ We should continue this in the safety of our dorm.”

“ Fuck!” Y/N’s back arched as Danneel ran her tongue between her folds again, moaning in delight as Gen expertly used her tongue just behind. The view from where the woman was, she could see just how the other two women were enjoying themselves.

A bad thing was trying to stay quiet to not disturb their fellow neighbors but Danneel was too good at this, running her tongue and fingers at the right places. Teasing Y/N towards release, and she can be slightly happy at how music was playing loud enough to keep their moans hidden but low enjoy so that a scream might escape.

“ Please Danneel,” Y/N says in a low whimper, needing to release and after the auburn had her chance it was only fair to extend the favor to her. Though the brunette moves beside the other woman, the pair taking turns in lapping at Y/N’s delicious core.

“ But you’re doing so good. Gosh did you really think we were gonna let you off that easily babe?” Gen finds it amusing that Y/N rejected every male on campus only to be done by her two roommates. If that didn’t sound like a fucking porno, am I right?  

“ Well yeah!” Y/N replies, a bit short of breath as she tries her best to not release, at least please both women’s unspoken standards.

“ We’re much kinkier than that honey,” Dee added, rubbing her pearl as Gen continues to eat Y/N’s cunt. “ We can’t just let you cum so easily, where’s the fun in that? It’s so bland and you deserve so much more. And before you ask, we saw 365 days together remember? Though I was fingering Gen under the blanket, wishing I could do the same to you. Do you know that I almost gave up on waiting?”

Danneel started developing a crush within their second year and had almost tried to pursue it but Genevieve advised to wait. The perfect opportunity would present itself she said, and it took nearly four years. Better now than separating and never taking that chance, finding themselves here at the end of the night. “ Gen said to wait but I needed to know how you would taste,” The auburn ghosts her lips over Y/N’s, still circling her clit. “ And since I’ve taken the first lick, I’m addicted. How can you taste so good?”

Y/N didn’t even know the answer, maybe it’s cause she ate pineapple a lot, did those drinks to make your pussy taste better, or ate well and exercised, who knew why Danneel had become an addict for it in such a short time. “ If you don’t know that’s okay, honestly I rather keep the answer a mystery.”

“ Honestly, I could lay here for days just to see her break slowly.” The brunette murmurs, continuing to use her tongue to tease. Smirking as Y/N let out another groan. “ I mean come on Dee, she’s just so perfect, our little toy to mess around with. Ain’t that right?”

Y/N nodded, knowing if words were trying to come together all that would escape her parted lips would be a loud moan. “ Oh babe, you’re being a naughty tease, look at her!” Dee offers playful pity, moving her fingers to tweak at Y/N’s breasts, using her mouth to suck each nipple to a hardened pebble. “ She’s trying so hard, maybe you should go easier on her.”

“ And why? She can handle it, Y/N’s a good girl, I know she is.” The brunette continues her sweet torture, not letting up much to her dismay and Danneel continues to pepper the woman with kisses. Offering praises and making sure she was always comfortable, even if they were denying her orgasm, if she needed to they could stop entirely. Despite being somewhat buzzed, consent was always at the top of their priorities.

Eventually, they let her release, cleaning themselves up and making room to snuggle on their luscious rug. Putting the pillows and blankets from their beds with them. Y/N smack in the middle, Gen and Danneel at her sides. In the morning, they’d talk more about what occurred but for now would partake in post orgasmic bliss.

Y/N could have never anticipated that tonight would happen, that in four years they went from typical roommates, to friends, best friends and finally possible lovers. No doubt being apart would hold difficulties and considering they spoke about getting apartments in the future, compromise on one. Getting a bed big enough for the three if such events like this were to continue. I mean, with a redhead and brunette who are gorgeous, did Y/N really expect her life to be normal? Together they’re mischievous and with her in the mix, a recipe for sexy trouble.

Graduating later in the year, their bond was ten times stronger. Little by little success will reach them one by one. Y/N could never go back home, seeing as it would be a sign of failure in maintaining her innocence but oh well. Like everyone said, it was the college experience that changed you and her roommates had done just that.

HOW CAN I CONTRIBUTE TO THESE WORKS?

College, oh college. A pinpoint between early adult hood and the journey of self identity. To where barely mature minds become full adults under debt, success, wealth, or happiness. Of course, the media always portrayed the college experience as one of a kind, with movies depicting parties every week, challenging dilemmas of friendship, others finding love, and finding yourself. Mostly dramatic interpretations, none of which every single student would experienced and for Y/N it had been just that.

Never was she so invested in partying, the various hook ups and mingling with frat, yet her beauty was what kept her in the center of attention. Many frat members trying to hit her up with the promise of a good night. Or a great dinner at one of the many burger joints catered to students easy access, and discounts with their ID cards, others wanted to have a couple drinks, get crazy.

With every offer, she declined, much like the jewel of a kingdom rejecting possible suitors to a marriage, however Y/N wanted to be more than just eye candy. Gaining a proper education would place her on top, a chance to take a small portion of the world’s problems and fix them with her own bare hands. And where she decided to do that, started with her stories.

It’s no stranger to writers that they often start on certain media platforms, tumblr, Wattpad, Fanfiction.Net, Ao3 and many more. For Y/N she began on Wattpad, dabbling in the Harry Potter universe first, introducing the media of a Latinx character to join the magical academy. In fanfiction, you can bend the rules and for her, it was that the girl had family in England and she had stayed with them, held magical lineage in her blood and thus received an invitation to join.

It had been difficult to be honest, with the snobby fans who make sure every story is canon, they were ripping apart her story and leaving no soppy seconds to rebuild. In the end, Y/N had given up, scrapping the book and her edited pictures, moving to other fandoms in hopes to find something that would lead to passionate musings.

Alas, she had found it in the DC fandom & OUAT (Once Upon A Time) where her books were loaded with wonderful comments from readers who both enjoyed her little twists and turns, to requesting something for themselves. Though as Y/N matured over the years, her interest in Wattpad soured, and seeking a more adult audience, turned to Tumblr.

There she encountered many high spirited folks and reveled in their stories, making friends on the way. A million miles or couple thousand may separate them, yet they were genuinely amazing. Of course, having watched Catfish, she ensured that it was safe and no creep online before venting in any manner.

The internet was both a blessing and a curse in itself, you’re pretty much on your own out there in a little boat. Sometimes pirates come to take you away, others pass by without a glance and the rest are willing to assist you, taking you on their larger vessels of safe sailing.

Y/N could recall expressing her anxiety of starting university, knowing or thinking it was that much different from community. The woman wasn’t born from wealth but with time had paid for each class along with tuition fees bless financial aid. Getting her own dorm, a bit of a challenge because everything she owned would need to be secured and not stolen.

Freshman year, she had declared, was going to be a pain in the ass.

With the last of her stuff, she had waved goodbye to her sister who helped in the moving process and headed to her dorm. Unaware of the fact her other roommates of not one (as advertised on the website) but two! A pretty auburn and another equally stunning brunette both discussing something on the couch, immediately turning to look at Y/N when she entered.

“ Hi! You’re Y/N right?” The brunette asks, extending a hand out with a friendly smile. “ I’m Genevieve and this is my buddy and our other roommate Danneel. Nice to meet you.” They all shook hands, or at least Y/N tried to with one hand supporting the box of stuff.

“ I’m sorry lemme get that.” Danneel says, rushing to help their new roommate and putting it on her bed, clearly shown with the cactus print bedsheets. “ We’re thinking of getting food in and just getting used to our dorm spaces, would you like to join us?”  

Y/N didn’t have much of a choice did she? Yet then again these girls were only being friendly, taking risks can sometimes lead to good things. And it’s there their friendship blossomed as they got burritos, which Y/N loved because carne asada is irresistible. Clearly these women had good tastes, or enjoyed the good stuff.

“ Dee put on a bra!” Y/N says, shielding her eyes at the redhead gets dressed for the upcoming frat party, their first together. Since it’s her last year, Y/N decided to relax just a bit after working so hard.

“ Come on! The girls gotta be free of their titty prison!” She jiggles her breasts in front of Y/N’s face, getting hit in the face with a pillow from the brunette who’s already dressed.

“ She’s not a perv, put something on loser.” Gen teases, not caring for the topless action. After all, wouldn't be the first time Dee was half naked in her presence.

“ Oh boo you whore.” She puts on her bra, adding the top chosen for tonight. You’d think 4 years all the women would be the talk of the university with how iconic they were. Y/N, the brains & beauty combined, most desirable on campus by the men. Genevieve, the blogger who’s hit a million followers on Instagram for talking about greener ways to survive. Leaving Danneel the last, blowing everyone away with her artwork, winning a couple awards for it. Plus her fashion tastes were all owning affordable looks and making them appear as designer.

However, women with brains and personality weren’t always attractive. Men often reduced them to just boobs, butts and pussies. Could you believe how many times they’ve asked for Gen and Dee to film a porno with them? Or do a little show? Extremely offensive, and although Danneel wants to kick their asses, it’s best to blow them away with her success in what drives her passion.

Besides, if it was a man’s world, why don’t they take advantage to earn a decent living. It’s what men wanted right? Now make them look stupid because women end up running the world.

Once all dressed, they took a couple photos for Gen’s Instagram page and then set off for the party. Jaws dropping at their look, men whistling but Y/N ignored it.

Heading to drinks, they take a red solo cup, opting for the punch and not Jungle Juice (never take it!), taking their sips in unison.

“ Oh shit, didn’t think the Powerpuff girls would show up.” Their eyes divert to the male with a bright smile and green eyes twinkling. “ And Y/N? Sweetheart you’re out of that dorm!”

“ Very funny Jay.” She replied, accepting his hug as Misha popped up behind him, wiggling his brows.

“ Did you get that report done for me? Is it gonna work?” He asks, rubbing his hands together. Known as a tinker, Misha invented cool gadgets to make life easier, sometimes running on the dangerous side but with Y/N by his side, he won’t do anything if she does the math and research concluding that it’s gonna be bad. For example, his idea for a more efficient printer that does things on a 3D scale faster than what’s out there was on his work bench currently. Y/N was in charge of doing the math for how it’s powered and running a demo of it on an animated simulation to see if it’ll either fail or take off.

“ I don’t think we can exceed more than half the time in the first trial so we can start building the prototype. How’s the calculations on your efficient and faster housing going?” With his inventions, Misha also tried to give back to communities in need, also looking for a way to have easy housing for the homeless that won’t be a big problem making and the more money spent, the more houses are available.

“ That’s fine, we can work it out in study hall.” He waves goodbye, searching for Richard and Rob, the senior class clowns.

“ So I’m glad to have taken your frat party virginity.” Jensen jokes, taking a sip of his beer. A week ago he extended the invite to Y/N, hoping the woman would take time off for once. Always work and no play, but having an outlet to just let loose helped maintain focus in academics. Kept the brain working well and mood swings low.

“ Well when you say it like that, it makes me not wanna come at all!” She teases, the pair continuing to chat as Danneel and Gen move to the dance floor. Forgetting about everyone else as they focused on themselves, Y/N would surely join them no doubt.

And she does, glad Jensen’s hosted this because the music was spot on. No cheesy pop songs and more alternative, just the way she likes it. Not that Y/N would be so judgmental but like he mentioned earlier, this is her first frat party, it’s got to stand out somehow right?

As if some frat party godmother appears and sprinkles some fairytale glitter to make tonight magical, Y/N feels a buzz in her body. Only focused on the faces of Danneel and Gen as they sing out the lyrics to the song playing on the makeshift stage. No need to look at the lyrics displayed on the TV screen, they knew them by heart.

It’s when Y/N meets Danneel’s eyes, a smirk gracing the redhead’s lips as she continues to sing. A moment where the whole world stops at once, just the two of them on stage and the feeling grows when Gen joins. Such a chemistry between them, from heartbreak to happiness, depression and anxiety. The trio have remained golden and Y/N could not find a reason to wish for anything else.

Before the song ended though, Danneel steps forward a bit, belting out the last verse and Y/N’s eyes widened. As did the rest of the crowd, amazed that she held such a heavenly voice.

Even Gen was stunned, staring in awe and Danneel? Well she fucking owned that moment. Face a bit flushed but felt the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

The trio were met with standing ovation, many urging for another song but with how they stretched their vocal chords, walked off the stage to let someone else have a turn.

Rushing out the door, grabbing her jacket, Danneel laughs. “ Holy shit!”

“ Fuck yeah Dee! You really did that!” Gen says, Y/N agreeing as she tried to keep up with the women.

“ I had no idea you could even sing!”

“ Oh this girl can sing alright.” Gen says, adding a smirk as Danneel playfully socked her arm. Knowing what the brunette implied.

“ I used to sing at parties for my family, was fun but you know I wanted more than that. Didn’t want to write or make music, just appreciate it you know?” And you could see how passionate Danneel was about her tunes, going to the best concerts and having a blast in the music itself. Her posters above her bed included The Smiths, Nirvana and Metallica, top favorites of hers but she also made room for other artists. You can never go wrong with variety you know.

“ Yeah, Coldplay and Los Angeles Azules does that for me.” Y/N replies, trying to sing one her favorites but with a cracking voice failed.

“ It’s not used to being stretched like that, don’t worry. I think you did a good job of singing.” Danneel pulls the woman into a side hug as they walked back to their dorm room. Kissing her cheek but lingering there for a moment longer, the buzz of alcohol still present in her system.

“ You missed.” Y/N finds herself saying, unaware of the boldness in her words until Danneel pins her to a nearby wall, searching her eyes for a moment before kissing her passionately. Her hands were at their sides but with the kiss, moves them up to Danneel’s hair, tangling themselves in the silky tresses.

“ Ladies, as much as I love a good show,” Genevieve says, clearing her throat as they’re still out in the open. “ We should continue this in the safety of our dorm.”

“ Fuck!” Y/N’s back arched as Danneel ran her tongue between her folds again, moaning in delight as Gen expertly used her tongue just behind. The view from where the woman was, she could see just how the other two women were enjoying themselves.

A bad thing was trying to stay quiet to not disturb their fellow neighbors but Danneel was too good at this, running her tongue and fingers at the right places. Teasing Y/N towards release, and she can be slightly happy at how music was playing loud enough to keep their moans hidden but low enjoy so that a scream might escape.

“ Please Danneel,” Y/N says in a low whimper, needing to release and after the auburn had her chance it was only fair to extend the favor to her. Though the brunette moves beside the other woman, the pair taking turns in lapping at Y/N’s delicious core.

“ But you’re doing so good. Gosh did you really think we were gonna let you off that easily babe?” Gen finds it amusing that Y/N rejected every male on campus only to be done by her two roommates. If that didn’t sound like a fucking porno, am I right?  

“ Well yeah!” Y/N replies, a bit short of breath as she tries her best to not release, at least please both women’s unspoken standards.

“ We’re much kinkier than that honey,” Dee added, rubbing her pearl as Gen continues to eat Y/N’s cunt. “ We can’t just let you cum so easily, where’s the fun in that? It’s so bland and you deserve so much more. And before you ask, we saw 365 days together remember? Though I was fingering Gen under the blanket, wishing I could do the same to you. Do you know that I almost gave up on waiting?”

Danneel started developing a crush within their second year and had almost tried to pursue it but Genevieve advised to wait. The perfect opportunity would present itself she said, and it took nearly four years. Better now than separating and never taking that chance, finding themselves here at the end of the night. “ Gen said to wait but I needed to know how you would taste,” The auburn ghosts her lips over Y/N’s, still circling her clit. “ And since I’ve taken the first lick, I’m addicted. How can you taste so good?”

Y/N didn’t even know the answer, maybe it’s cause she ate pineapple a lot, did those drinks to make your pussy taste better, or ate well and exercised, who knew why Danneel had become an addict for it in such a short time. “ If you don’t know that’s okay, honestly I rather keep the answer a mystery.”

“ Honestly, I could lay here for days just to see her break slowly.” The brunette murmurs, continuing to use her tongue to tease. Smirking as Y/N let out another groan. “ I mean come on Dee, she’s just so perfect, our little toy to mess around with. Ain’t that right?”

Y/N nodded, knowing if words were trying to come together all that would escape her parted lips would be a loud moan. “ Oh babe, you’re being a naughty tease, look at her!” Dee offers playful pity, moving her fingers to tweak at Y/N’s breasts, using her mouth to suck each nipple to a hardened pebble. “ She’s trying so hard, maybe you should go easier on her.”

“ And why? She can handle it, Y/N’s a good girl, I know she is.” The brunette continues her sweet torture, not letting up much to her dismay and Danneel continues to pepper the woman with kisses. Offering praises and making sure she was always comfortable, even if they were denying her orgasm, if she needed to they could stop entirely. Despite being somewhat buzzed, consent was always at the top of their priorities.

Eventually, they let her release, cleaning themselves up and making room to snuggle on their luscious rug. Putting the pillows and blankets from their beds with them. Y/N smack in the middle, Gen and Danneel at her sides. In the morning, they’d talk more about what occurred but for now would partake in post orgasmic bliss.

Y/N could have never anticipated that tonight would happen, that in four years they went from typical roommates, to friends, best friends and finally possible lovers. No doubt being apart would hold difficulties and considering they spoke about getting apartments in the future, compromise on one. Getting a bed big enough for the three if such events like this were to continue. I mean, with a redhead and brunette who are gorgeous, did Y/N really expect her life to be normal? Together they’re mischievous and with her in the mix, a recipe for sexy trouble.

Graduating later in the year, their bond was ten times stronger. Little by little success will reach them one by one. Y/N could never go back home, seeing as it would be a sign of failure in maintaining her innocence but oh well. Like everyone said, it was the college experience that changed you and her roommates had done just that.

HOW CAN I CONTRIBUTE TO THESE WORKS?

College, oh college. A pinpoint between early adult hood and the journey of self identity. To where barely mature minds become full adults under debt, success, wealth, or happiness. Of course, the media always portrayed the college experience as one of a kind, with movies depicting parties every week, challenging dilemmas of friendship, others finding love, and finding yourself. Mostly dramatic interpretations, none of which every single student would experienced and for Y/N it had been just that.

Never was she so invested in partying, the various hook ups and mingling with frat, yet her beauty was what kept her in the center of attention. Many frat members trying to hit her up with the promise of a good night. Or a great dinner at one of the many burger joints catered to students easy access, and discounts with their ID cards, others wanted to have a couple drinks, get crazy.

With every offer, she declined, much like the jewel of a kingdom rejecting possible suitors to a marriage, however Y/N wanted to be more than just eye candy. Gaining a proper education would place her on top, a chance to take a small portion of the world’s problems and fix them with her own bare hands. And where she decided to do that, started with her stories.

It’s no stranger to writers that they often start on certain media platforms, tumblr, Wattpad, Fanfiction.Net, Ao3 and many more. For Y/N she began on Wattpad, dabbling in the Harry Potter universe first, introducing the media of a Latinx character to join the magical academy. In fanfiction, you can bend the rules and for her, it was that the girl had family in England and she had stayed with them, held magical lineage in her blood and thus received an invitation to join.

It had been difficult to be honest, with the snobby fans who make sure every story is canon, they were ripping apart her story and leaving no soppy seconds to rebuild. In the end, Y/N had given up, scrapping the book and her edited pictures, moving to other fandoms in hopes to find something that would lead to passionate musings.

Alas, she had found it in the DC fandom & OUAT (Once Upon A Time) where her books were loaded with wonderful comments from readers who both enjoyed her little twists and turns, to requesting something for themselves. Though as Y/N matured over the years, her interest in Wattpad soured, and seeking a more adult audience, turned to Tumblr.

There she encountered many high spirited folks and reveled in their stories, making friends on the way. A million miles or couple thousand may separate them, yet they were genuinely amazing. Of course, having watched Catfish, she ensured that it was safe and no creep online before venting in any manner.

The internet was both a blessing and a curse in itself, you’re pretty much on your own out there in a little boat. Sometimes pirates come to take you away, others pass by without a glance and the rest are willing to assist you, taking you on their larger vessels of safe sailing.

Y/N could recall expressing her anxiety of starting university, knowing or thinking it was that much different from community. The woman wasn’t born from wealth but with time had paid for each class along with tuition fees bless financial aid. Getting her own dorm, a bit of a challenge because everything she owned would need to be secured and not stolen.

Freshman year, she had declared, was going to be a pain in the ass.

With the last of her stuff, she had waved goodbye to her sister who helped in the moving process and headed to her dorm. Unaware of the fact her other roommates of not one (as advertised on the website) but two! A pretty auburn and another equally stunning brunette both discussing something on the couch, immediately turning to look at Y/N when she entered.

“ Hi! You’re Y/N right?” The brunette asks, extending a hand out with a friendly smile. “ I’m Genevieve and this is my buddy and our other roommate Danneel. Nice to meet you.” They all shook hands, or at least Y/N tried to with one hand supporting the box of stuff.

“ I’m sorry lemme get that.” Danneel says, rushing to help their new roommate and putting it on her bed, clearly shown with the cactus print bedsheets. “ We’re thinking of getting food in and just getting used to our dorm spaces, would you like to join us?”  

Y/N didn’t have much of a choice did she? Yet then again these girls were only being friendly, taking risks can sometimes lead to good things. And it’s there their friendship blossomed as they got burritos, which Y/N loved because carne asada is irresistible. Clearly these women had good tastes, or enjoyed the good stuff.

“ Dee put on a bra!” Y/N says, shielding her eyes at the redhead gets dressed for the upcoming frat party, their first together. Since it’s her last year, Y/N decided to relax just a bit after working so hard.

“ Come on! The girls gotta be free of their titty prison!” She jiggles her breasts in front of Y/N’s face, getting hit in the face with a pillow from the brunette who’s already dressed.

“ She’s not a perv, put something on loser.” Gen teases, not caring for the topless action. After all, wouldn't be the first time Dee was half naked in her presence.

“ Oh boo you whore.” She puts on her bra, adding the top chosen for tonight. You’d think 4 years all the women would be the talk of the university with how iconic they were. Y/N, the brains & beauty combined, most desirable on campus by the men. Genevieve, the blogger who’s hit a million followers on Instagram for talking about greener ways to survive. Leaving Danneel the last, blowing everyone away with her artwork, winning a couple awards for it. Plus her fashion tastes were all owning affordable looks and making them appear as designer.

However, women with brains and personality weren’t always attractive. Men often reduced them to just boobs, butts and pussies. Could you believe how many times they’ve asked for Gen and Dee to film a porno with them? Or do a little show? Extremely offensive, and although Danneel wants to kick their asses, it’s best to blow them away with her success in what drives her passion.

Besides, if it was a man’s world, why don’t they take advantage to earn a decent living. It’s what men wanted right? Now make them look stupid because women end up running the world.

Once all dressed, they took a couple photos for Gen’s Instagram page and then set off for the party. Jaws dropping at their look, men whistling but Y/N ignored it.

Heading to drinks, they take a red solo cup, opting for the punch and not Jungle Juice (never take it!), taking their sips in unison.

“ Oh shit, didn’t think the Powerpuff girls would show up.” Their eyes divert to the male with a bright smile and green eyes twinkling. “ And Y/N? Sweetheart you’re out of that dorm!”

“ Very funny Jay.” She replied, accepting his hug as Misha popped up behind him, wiggling his brows.

“ Did you get that report done for me? Is it gonna work?” He asks, rubbing his hands together. Known as a tinker, Misha invented cool gadgets to make life easier, sometimes running on the dangerous side but with Y/N by his side, he won’t do anything if she does the math and research concluding that it’s gonna be bad. For example, his idea for a more efficient printer that does things on a 3D scale faster than what’s out there was on his work bench currently. Y/N was in charge of doing the math for how it’s powered and running a demo of it on an animated simulation to see if it’ll either fail or take off.

“ I don’t think we can exceed more than half the time in the first trial so we can start building the prototype. How’s the calculations on your efficient and faster housing going?” With his inventions, Misha also tried to give back to communities in need, also looking for a way to have easy housing for the homeless that won’t be a big problem making and the more money spent, the more houses are available.

“ That’s fine, we can work it out in study hall.” He waves goodbye, searching for Richard and Rob, the senior class clowns.

“ So I’m glad to have taken your frat party virginity.” Jensen jokes, taking a sip of his beer. A week ago he extended the invite to Y/N, hoping the woman would take time off for once. Always work and no play, but having an outlet to just let loose helped maintain focus in academics. Kept the brain working well and mood swings low.

“ Well when you say it like that, it makes me not wanna come at all!” She teases, the pair continuing to chat as Danneel and Gen move to the dance floor. Forgetting about everyone else as they focused on themselves, Y/N would surely join them no doubt.

And she does, glad Jensen’s hosted this because the music was spot on. No cheesy pop songs and more alternative, just the way she likes it. Not that Y/N would be so judgmental but like he mentioned earlier, this is her first frat party, it’s got to stand out somehow right?

As if some frat party godmother appears and sprinkles some fairytale glitter to make tonight magical, Y/N feels a buzz in her body. Only focused on the faces of Danneel and Gen as they sing out the lyrics to the song playing on the makeshift stage. No need to look at the lyrics displayed on the TV screen, they knew them by heart.

It’s when Y/N meets Danneel’s eyes, a smirk gracing the redhead’s lips as she continues to sing. A moment where the whole world stops at once, just the two of them on stage and the feeling grows when Gen joins. Such a chemistry between them, from heartbreak to happiness, depression and anxiety. The trio have remained golden and Y/N could not find a reason to wish for anything else.

Before the song ended though, Danneel steps forward a bit, belting out the last verse and Y/N’s eyes widened. As did the rest of the crowd, amazed that she held such a heavenly voice.

Even Gen was stunned, staring in awe and Danneel? Well she fucking owned that moment. Face a bit flushed but felt the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

The trio were met with standing ovation, many urging for another song but with how they stretched their vocal chords, walked off the stage to let someone else have a turn.

Rushing out the door, grabbing her jacket, Danneel laughs. “ Holy shit!”

“ Fuck yeah Dee! You really did that!” Gen says, Y/N agreeing as she tried to keep up with the women.

“ I had no idea you could even sing!”

“ Oh this girl can sing alright.” Gen says, adding a smirk as Danneel playfully socked her arm. Knowing what the brunette implied.

“ I used to sing at parties for my family, was fun but you know I wanted more than that. Didn’t want to write or make music, just appreciate it you know?” And you could see how passionate Danneel was about her tunes, going to the best concerts and having a blast in the music itself. Her posters above her bed included The Smiths, Nirvana and Metallica, top favorites of hers but she also made room for other artists. You can never go wrong with variety you know.

“ Yeah, Coldplay and Los Angeles Azules does that for me.” Y/N replies, trying to sing one her favorites but with a cracking voice failed.

“ It’s not used to being stretched like that, don’t worry. I think you did a good job of singing.” Danneel pulls the woman into a side hug as they walked back to their dorm room. Kissing her cheek but lingering there for a moment longer, the buzz of alcohol still present in her system.

“ You missed.” Y/N finds herself saying, unaware of the boldness in her words until Danneel pins her to a nearby wall, searching her eyes for a moment before kissing her passionately. Her hands were at their sides but with the kiss, moves them up to Danneel’s hair, tangling themselves in the silky tresses.

“ Ladies, as much as I love a good show,” Genevieve says, clearing her throat as they’re still out in the open. “ We should continue this in the safety of our dorm.”

“ Fuck!” Y/N’s back arched as Danneel ran her tongue between her folds again, moaning in delight as Gen expertly used her tongue just behind. The view from where the woman was, she could see just how the other two women were enjoying themselves.

A bad thing was trying to stay quiet to not disturb their fellow neighbors but Danneel was too good at this, running her tongue and fingers at the right places. Teasing Y/N towards release, and she can be slightly happy at how music was playing loud enough to keep their moans hidden but low enjoy so that a scream might escape.

“ Please Danneel,” Y/N says in a low whimper, needing to release and after the auburn had her chance it was only fair to extend the favor to her. Though the brunette moves beside the other woman, the pair taking turns in lapping at Y/N’s delicious core.

“ But you’re doing so good. Gosh did you really think we were gonna let you off that easily babe?” Gen finds it amusing that Y/N rejected every male on campus only to be done by her two roommates. If that didn’t sound like a fucking porno, am I right?  

“ Well yeah!” Y/N replies, a bit short of breath as she tries her best to not release, at least please both women’s unspoken standards.

“ We’re much kinkier than that honey,” Dee added, rubbing her pearl as Gen continues to eat Y/N’s cunt. “ We can’t just let you cum so easily, where’s the fun in that? It’s so bland and you deserve so much more. And before you ask, we saw 365 days together remember? Though I was fingering Gen under the blanket, wishing I could do the same to you. Do you know that I almost gave up on waiting?”

Danneel started developing a crush within their second year and had almost tried to pursue it but Genevieve advised to wait. The perfect opportunity would present itself she said, and it took nearly four years. Better now than separating and never taking that chance, finding themselves here at the end of the night. “ Gen said to wait but I needed to know how you would taste,” The auburn ghosts her lips over Y/N’s, still circling her clit. “ And since I’ve taken the first lick, I’m addicted. How can you taste so good?”

Y/N didn’t even know the answer, maybe it’s cause she ate pineapple a lot, did those drinks to make your pussy taste better, or ate well and exercised, who knew why Danneel had become an addict for it in such a short time. “ If you don’t know that’s okay, honestly I rather keep the answer a mystery.”

“ Honestly, I could lay here for days just to see her break slowly.” The brunette murmurs, continuing to use her tongue to tease. Smirking as Y/N let out another groan. “ I mean come on Dee, she’s just so perfect, our little toy to mess around with. Ain’t that right?”

Y/N nodded, knowing if words were trying to come together all that would escape her parted lips would be a loud moan. “ Oh babe, you’re being a naughty tease, look at her!” Dee offers playful pity, moving her fingers to tweak at Y/N’s breasts, using her mouth to suck each nipple to a hardened pebble. “ She’s trying so hard, maybe you should go easier on her.”

“ And why? She can handle it, Y/N’s a good girl, I know she is.” The brunette continues her sweet torture, not letting up much to her dismay and Danneel continues to pepper the woman with kisses. Offering praises and making sure she was always comfortable, even if they were denying her orgasm, if she needed to they could stop entirely. Despite being somewhat buzzed, consent was always at the top of their priorities.

Eventually, they let her release, cleaning themselves up and making room to snuggle on their luscious rug. Putting the pillows and blankets from their beds with them. Y/N smack in the middle, Gen and Danneel at her sides. In the morning, they’d talk more about what occurred but for now would partake in post orgasmic bliss.

Y/N could have never anticipated that tonight would happen, that in four years they went from typical roommates, to friends, best friends and finally possible lovers. No doubt being apart would hold difficulties and considering they spoke about getting apartments in the future, compromise on one. Getting a bed big enough for the three if such events like this were to continue. I mean, with a redhead and brunette who are gorgeous, did Y/N really expect her life to be normal? Together they’re mischievous and with her in the mix, a recipe for sexy trouble.

Graduating later in the year, their bond was ten times stronger. Little by little success will reach them one by one. Y/N could never go back home, seeing as it would be a sign of failure in maintaining her innocence but oh well. Like everyone said, it was the college experience that changed you and her roommates had done just that.

HOW CAN I CONTRIBUTE TO THESE WORKS?