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right after uni tried executing me (i passed all my exams SUCK IT) i started a new job so.... IM TRYING, i'll get into the rhythm of everything and i will have smth delicious out that one of your freaks requested.
so for the BLIND and ILLITERATE mdni (MDNI) means MINORS DO NOT INTERACT- i check and i block, hard.
i don’t care what you read, i rly don’t, just don’t interact with me please for the love of god. what does interacting mean? it means LIKING, REBLOGGING, COMMENTING, SENDING ASKS, FOLLOWING. i rly don’t care if you read my shit, i don’t need to know ab it.
i’m not saying cuz “oh minors are kids they shouldn’t be reading this type of stuff!!!” no, i read smut and all when i was a minor- i just want my space, MY. space. so read my stuff for all i care, but do not invade my space with interacting.
so update on what i'm writing currently - long fics (aiming for 5-8k words), i am focusing on two long fics majority of the time, one being for alysa liu, the other for trinity santos. focusing on those two doesn't mean that i won't come around to push out some drabbles for any of the characters i'm writing for tho so look out!
The wind blows your hair slightly, the weather is fresh and the view of the nature around you two is beautiful. You can hear the sound of the breeze on the trees, birds chipping and some conversations in distance.
The park is more empty today, excusing two or three groups of people walking around the area and making picnics. You and Alysa were chilling like usual, this was your spot to forget about everything else and just exist together. And your mind was fully blank until a phrase ripped you out of your relaxed state.
“I can do yours too” Alysa said casually, causing you to choke on your drink.
Sure you mentioned wanting a navel piecing for the longest time but you had no idea she was going to offer doing it. The idea of your best friend Alysa doing your navel piercing, most importantly, you without a shirt in a closed space with the girl you’ve had a crush for ages, is a bad idea, to say the least. Your posture was no longer relaxed and you could feel tension building upon your shoulders.
You swallowed more drink to hide the choke.
“I mean..” you said, smiling nervously, looking everywhere except her eyes, trying to think of an excuse.
“You’ve only done yours until now, how can you be so sure it’ll work ou-“
“No.” She cuts you. “I’ve done my smiley, two on my ears and i’ve done some of my friends, you can trust me and I thought you already knew that.” She tilts her head slightly in confusion as she takes a sip of her drink.
Of course you already knew that, awful excuse.
“I’m just… scared it’ll hurt”
Maybe that’ll do it. You wanted to make yourself believe it, but you know damn well when Alysa puts something on her head, nothing or no one will take her out of it.
“I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt then.” She replies, sitting closer to you, resting a hand on your thigh and the casuality of the movement makes your stomach tighten.
At every inch she got closer, the weather seemed to get hotter and the fresh breeze you felt moments ago had seem to vanish, replaced by a wave of nerves.
“Come on, let me do it. It’ll be fine, I promise! I will be careful so I won’t hurt you. You can take it, I’m sure”
She stated with a smile like it was no big deal. You wish you could convince your heart the same thing, because you could swear it could jump right off your mouth with how fast it was beating now.
But you knew better than try to convince Alysa otherwise, so you just gave in:
“Okay. I’ll let you do it.” you threw your hands up in a sign of surrender.
“Yes! It’ll look so good I promise” She replies excited, and all you can do is nod and hide a shaky breath.
Some snacks later, you decide it’s time to leave and you both head to Alysa’s house to do the piercing because you didn’t have the courage to say no to the piercer. You blame her beautiful face.
“I’ll just get changed real quick” She said before going into the bathroom.
You sit on her bed hesitant, your mind wandering if there’s still a way to get out of this but all of your thoughts get interrupted as she leaves the bathroom in a tank top that shows all the muscles on her arms, and her back tattoo. Last thing you needed right now, amazing.
She gets closer to you, grabbing a nightstand and placing needles, alcohol and the jewelry. As she put on gloves and sterilizes everything, she signs for you to get your shirt off. You’ve sure imagined this scenario a lot of times, just not for piercing the bellybutton.
“Not even a dinner before? I guess that’s just how things work nowadays” You joke, trying to ease the nerves that are taking hold of you but they just build up even more when you notice the way her eyes glue to your body when you take off your shirt.
“I can take you to a dinner after you’re even more cute looking with your new piercing.”
And you just laugh it off with a “Shut up” as you look down to hide the blush on your cheeks.
And after what, for you, felt like ages, she leans down. Alysa pretends to not notice the way you shiver under her touch when she uses a pen to mark the place the needle will go through.
Her touch is firm yet calm, calmness being everything you don’t feel right now. Her hands firming your hips on the mattress makes your body react in a way you wouldn’t like to admit out loud and you pray that she just thinks that the way you closed your thighs it’s because of the cold air conditioner.
What the fuck did you just get yourself into?
a/n: yall this is my first fic ever pls cut me some slack 🤞this was inspired by an interview where lysa says she did her own piercings and offers to do one for the interviewer LOL
also you can always dm me any constructive feedback, tysm for reading! you are so loved <3
this made me feel like a high schooler in love (which is very welcomed hehe) AH I LOVE THIS, she’s so nonchalant, cool as a cucumber, yummy like mango sago
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i mean that's a looong story but it's mostly cuz i still love her (it's been 4 years) PLUS MY DELUSIONS WERE RIGHT!!!! she thinks about me still (don't do this, kids, this isn't healthy)
alysa whispers into your ear as you sit between her legs like a doll, back pressing into her front, your legs wide open. her voice was riddled with desperation, hands that rested on your sides tense with anxiety. she was impatient, has been ever since she found just a minute to spend with you after stars on ice.
you were thoroughly embarrassed by her request to touch yourself because you have never had an audience before, never ever before. her arms wrap around your chest as your fists dig and run across the top of your thighs, her hands coming up to grope your perky tits, pinching and twisting those pretty nipples.
hesitantly, you dipped your fingers between your thighs, those amazing, slender fingers alysa loved so much, opening your slit, coating them with your own arousal instantly. a shiver of excitement ran down alysa's spine at the view of your glistening opening in the mirror, her cheeks warming up, her head getting fuzzier every second as she watched you play with yourself.
but it wasn't enough, your hesitant strokes stopping every time you pushed on your clit too hard, when the pad of your finger slipped barely into the mouth of your hot cavern. your body twitched the slightest, and you were already pulling away from your dripping cunt. alysa could have waited, just until you got the hang of it, but she needed to sate her own hunger.
"do it properly now."
she breathed heavily, commanding you with grabbing your hand to help you push your pruny digits inside of your soaking cunt. your head falls back on her shoulder, mouth gaping at the squelching trusts.
"a-alysa..."
you moaned, your fingers on her thigh digging into her soft flesh, not so hard that they shed blood but enough to leave a stinging mark for a few days. it screwed with your mind and your body, one convinced it was alysa's fingers moving gracefully inside you while the other knew it wasn't, was something more than mind games.
"how pretty you're, fucking yourself for me..."
and it quickly becomes her guilty pleasure, seeing you, her sweet girl all worked up, seeing your pretty face falter under her control. she was obsessed with coaxing you into touching yourself at this point, knowing how shy you were. she relished in making you do whatever she wanted. seeing you do such dirty things you wouldn't normally is so hot, alysa could get off on it without any physical attention.
the hand that was still groping your breast went up to hold your jaw, turning your face towards hers and capturing your lips into a sloppy, wet kiss. your back arched, knees bending inwards, drool-soaked lips opening wide as the orgasm wracked your body. a thin string of saliva connects your lips as alysa pulls away, letting you catch your breath.
"look how much you came, is that how good you feel, hm?"
alysa grinned, lifting your cum drenched hand up and soaking in the mbarrassed look on your face when she pulls it close to her mouth and tastes you- oh so incredible, guilty pleasure of stealing the nectar of a pretty thing like you.
a/n: haven't written in a bit for alysa and haven't written any smut for her either just yet! hope you guys freak with it hehe <3 thank's for reading
alysa whispers into your ear as you sit between her legs like a doll, back pressing into her front, your legs wide open. her voice was riddled with desperation, hands that rested on your sides tense with anxiety. she was impatient, has been ever since she found just a minute to spend with you after stars on ice.
you were thoroughly embarrassed by her request to touch yourself because you have never had an audience before, never ever before. her arms wrap around your chest as your fists dig and run across the top of your thighs, her hands coming up to grope your perky tits, pinching and twisting those pretty nipples.
hesitantly, you dipped your fingers between your thighs, those amazing, slender fingers alysa loved so much, opening your slit, coating them with your own arousal instantly. a shiver of excitement ran down alysa's spine at the view of your glistening opening in the mirror, her cheeks warming up, her head getting fuzzier every second as she watched you play with yourself.
but it wasn't enough, your hesitant strokes stopping every time you pushed on your clit too hard, when the pad of your finger slipped barely into the mouth of your hot cavern. your body twitched the slightest, and you were already pulling away from your dripping cunt. alysa could have waited, just until you got the hang of it, but she needed to sate her own hunger.
"do it properly now."
she breathed heavily, commanding you with grabbing your hand to help you push your pruny digits inside of your soaking cunt. your head falls back on her shoulder, mouth gaping at the squelching trusts.
"a-alysa..."
you moaned, your fingers on her thigh digging into her soft flesh, not so hard that they shed blood but enough to leave a stinging mark for a few days. it screwed with your mind and your body, one convinced it was alysa's fingers moving gracefully inside you while the other knew it wasn't, was something more than mind games.
"how pretty you're, fucking yourself for me..."
and it quickly becomes her guilty pleasure, seeing you, her sweet girl all worked up, seeing your pretty face falter under her control. she was obsessed with coaxing you into touching yourself at this point, knowing how shy you were. she relished in making you do whatever she wanted. seeing you do such dirty things you wouldn't normally is so hot, alysa could get off on it without any physical attention.
the hand that was still groping your breast went up to hold your jaw, turning your face towards hers and capturing your lips into a sloppy, wet kiss. your back arched, knees bending inwards, drool-soaked lips opening wide as the orgasm wracked your body. a thin string of saliva connects your lips as alysa pulls away, letting you catch your breath.
"look how much you came, is that how good you feel, hm?"
alysa grinned, lifting your cum drenched hand up and soaking in the mbarrassed look on your face when she pulls it close to her mouth and tastes you- oh so incredible, guilty pleasure of stealing the nectar of a pretty thing like you.
a/n: haven't written in a bit for alysa and haven't written any smut for her either just yet! hope you guys freak with it hehe <3 thank's for reading
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MY TELESCOPE FINALLY ARRIVED TODAY !!!! i cannot wait to see them stars and PLANETS HAHAAHA I'M A FREAK, I'M A NERD, AND EVERYBODY HATES TO SEE ME BE HAPPY AS A FREAK NERD
six months into your relationship, you don't think you could be any more in love with your girlfriend, trinity.
wc: 1.5k
cw: loosely based on i think he knows by taylor swift. girls in love, established relationship, robinavitch!adopted reader so no specific body descriptions, making out, a bit of groping, suggestive but no smut.
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whoever said that the last hour of a twelve-hour shift was a marathon and not a sprint was a hundred percent right. the day had been a mess–it usually was, but today it had been a little bit worse–you had had a lot of back-to-back traumas, a twenty-car pile-up in the highway during peak traffic time had you all pretty busy and with zero chance to take a break longer than two or three minutes
you looked down to the smartwatch that sat on your left wrist to check the time, 8:23 pm. you sighed, closing your eyes and throwing your head back, right hand coming up to apply a small amount of pressure in the back of your neck. thank god you were off tomorrow, you didn’t know how you’d get out of bed at five in the morning after the mess of a week you had had
“i think i’m screwed” you blurted out to samira
she looked up from her chart, pulling an airpod from her ear, “what?”
“i said, i think i’m screwed,” you repeated, voice lower. she looked at you with a confused expression, “i think i’m in love with trinity”
samira raised an eyebrow before her face twisted into an even more confused mess, “what?” you pursed your lips to the side, trying to not roll your eyes. “i thought you two had been dating for like three months”
that made you roll your eyes, “six” you corrected her without thinking twice “and yes, sami, we are” you let out a breath before saying, “i just–i think–no, i know i’m really like– in love with her. and it’s–it freaks me out a bit” you shivered
she let out a snort before covering her mouth, “you are your father’s daughter” you shook her head
“what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“oh my god, bee, you are your father’s daughter,” she repeated with a small chuckle, “that girl loves you too. i’m sure she’d ask you to move in with her if she didn’t have whitaker already at her apartment”
“do you think so?” you asked, biting your lip
“i know so, bee” she sighed, “now, get back to your charting. you might want to go home with your girlfriend”
“she’s literally stuck here because she’s way behind on her charting. i finished mine and logged out half an hour ago” you gave her a small smile
she let out a sigh again, this time a deeper one. “you have no idea how much i hate you right now”
you shook your head with a small smile, “no, you don’t. you love me”
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talking, drinking beers, and eating takeout in bed with your girlfriend was the perfect way of spending a friday night. trinity had been rambling about a show she had been watching with whitaker for at least twenty minutes, but you had lost track of the conversation once your sight set on trin’s hand around the beer bottle. she had really nice hands. you couldn’t help but think how her hands softly hold your waist in the early mornings as you made breakfast together, or how her hands softly hold your face when you kiss, or how her hands feel when they made their way into your hair as you are making out in your bed or hers or your couch, or how her hands feel when they–
hey, her voice sounded distant, bee? are you okay?
“huh?” you snapped out, “yeah, yeah. you were saying?”
she let out a chuckle, “were you staring at my hands, bee?”
you felt the blood rushing to the back of your neck, “what?”
“are you blushin’?”
“i don’t blush” you scoffed and she bit back a laugh with a cocky smirk on her face
“you are just too fuckin’ cute” her left hand started softly caressing your cheek. you leaned into her touch with a small satisfied smile, “come here”
you leaned forward, connecting your lips with hers in a soft kiss. your eyes fluttered shut at the contact, and the hand that wasn’t on your face flew straight to your waist to pull you in close to her. you could taste the mix of beer and thai food on her lips, letting out a soft breath of contentment that made her smile into the kiss
your fingers combed through her hair, pulling her even closer. she softly pulled you back, lying you down on the bed to lay next to you. you were tangled, legs thrown one over the other. her hands moved to your waist, bunching up the oversized shirt you were wearing and you sighed, giving her the opportunity to deepen the kiss
you turned around a bit so you could be on top of her and she took the opportunity to slowly slide up one hand until it touched the underside of one of your breasts, “fuck” you sighed, throwing your head back and pulling away from her mouth in the process as her other hand slowly traced your spine under your shirt
“you are so beautiful” she whispered against your neck as she pressed open mouth kisses. she nipped gently on the side of your throat and you let out a quiet moan “you’re not too bad yourself” that made trinity bite your neck and you doubled back in laughter as she started tickling your sides. you leaned back and looked at her relaxed expression, brushing a strand of hair away from her face
your heart felt like it was seconds away from bursting through your chest
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“did you know my dad is dating noelle? like nurse hastings, noelle” you said, mouth half full with a chocolate chip cookie sitting on top of her kitchen counter. your shift had been horrible. there had been an accident on the high way that left two dead patients, a mother and a son. so trinity was baking you cookies to cheer you up
“what!? really!?” she turned around to look at you, hands rolling a ball of cookie dough
“mhm. apparently, they have been going out for a while.” you said, eating the rest of the cookie in your hand, “he wants me to have dinner with them next week.” trinity lifted her eyebrows, “i had to say yes. i think they’re going steady”
“well, if he wants you to have dinner with her i’d think so, too” she cleaned the crumbs off your cheek, her other hand on your thigh. you leaned forward, giving her a quick kiss
“trin, these cookies are really good,” you mumbled against her lips, making her smile and peck your lip. the hand on your cheek rubbed it softly and you wrapped your legs around her to push her into you. your mouths were moving in tandem when you bit her lower lip, making her groan and giving you the opportunity to deepen the kiss. trinity ran her hands up and down your thighs, playing with the hem of your sleep shorts. you broke away from the kiss to quietly murmur, “trin, denni–” she cut you off with another kiss
“why do you wanna talk about whitaker right now?” she mumbled against your lips before softly biting the lower one
you hummed and shrugged your shoulders before softly grabbing her cheeks and pulling her in to keep kissing her. you made a small noise against her mouth when her hands run up to the side of your ass and she kissed you again, a bit rougher this time. “i love you” you murmur before you could think twice making her suddenly stop, “oh god, i’m sorry, trin”
you look at her and see a grin slowly creeping up her face, her pupils blown wide, black almost swallowing the green entirely. “i love you too, bee.” she said before pressing his lips against yours back again. the both of you smiled into the kiss, and your arm wrapped against her shoulders to play with her hair. she set her hands on the hem of your shirt, sliding it up to take it off you, leaving you in your shorts and sports bra
you kept kissing, too focused on the feel of her lips against yours to really register anything else happening around you. “what smells so goo–oh my god!” dennis’ high pitched voice came from the door. trinity and you pulled apart, you pursed your lips to avoid letting out the laugh you were holding back and squeezed your eyes shut as trinity pressed her forehead to your chest, groaning, “what the hell fuckleberry!? get out!”
“ye-yeah, yes. i’m sor–i’m sorry! i’m leaving” the door shut close behind him, making you snort before doubling over in laughter
“oh my–oh my god” you were laughing so hard, tears were forming in your eyes
“bee, stop laughing!” you shook your head, laughs still tumbling out of your lips, “fuckin’ fuckleberry”
you sighed, a last small laugh leaving your lips before you took her face on your hands, tilting it up so you could look her straight in her eyes before saying, “move in with me”
“what?”
“move in with me, trin” you said, “we practically live together, anyways. and huckleberry won’t be that far away” she huffed a laugh, “have you ever stopped to think that he’s like our kid?”
she nodded, a chuckle escaping her lips “yes, he is” she licked her lips and you saw as her eyes turned softer. “i’d love to”
I HAD AN EXAM THAT’S WHY IM SO LATE W THIS BUT- bee babe wants to commit so badly, two negaticve equals a positive (they both have weird issues w relationships i just know it LIKE BEE WAS RAISED BY ROBBY cmon...) i do think that trinity too is eager to commit but maybe to back on it just cuz she gets scared (it’s me, i am scared)
complete horn dog for trinity’s hands- LIKE FUCK there was this tik tok edit of it when she brushes the hair of the deaf patient to the side UGH and the tattoos UGH (me writing some nasty freak stuff ab her hand hehe)
dennis’ reaction when he walks in on the two *chef kiss* like yes- he is a fucking hamster, unfazed by gore (hamsters eat each other) but has a heart attack when sex is the topic (they die from the randomess thing).
i think this is rly sweet, the good kinda drippy, the sugar coated cookie i crave after a bs exam to feel loved and do selfcare mwah mwah mwah and i’m rly surprised robby bagged someone cuz eek, he been weird af in s2 to my taste, he ain’t a girl dad AT ALL (maybe to trinity but cmon)
OH AND I CANT FORGET, yes to the beer. i am a beer girl (czech look out, i’m in your doorway for pilsner) BEER BEER BEER BEER (i’m nasty at beer pong, frat boys got NOTHIN on me)
thank you for your service val, this was so yummy 🫡🫶🏻
