Yellowjackets

me seeing Sevika x male!reader as if that isn’t a raging dyk3…… 🤨

me seeing Sevika x male!reader as if that isn’t a raging dyk3…… 🤨

SFW/NSFW Amber Freeman x AFAB Reader Headcannons ♡

Warnings: Contains NSFW content. Enter at your own risk!

Notes: First ever posttttt!!! Hope it’s good haha

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Feel free to reblog, I’d love to get the attention!

SFW ♡

• Always needs to be touching you, like literally ALWAYS. She will be attached to you at the hip.

• Loves to dress you up in skimpy outfits for all of her parties, but gets pissed off when people look at you.

• Absolutely a Roblox kid. She bullies little kids in adopt me.

• Girl can not cook for her LIFE, first time she tried to make dinner for you, you had to pull out the fire extinguisher.

• Be ready for sleepovers nearly EVERY night. If you don’t come over, she absolutely will climb into your window at night.

• Tries not to drag you into any of the ghostface stuff, will go BATSHIT if Richie lays a finger on you.

• Extremely possessive of course, hates when people stare at you, or even talk to you when she is around.

• She would, of course kill someone for you, without a doubt.

• Super whiny when you don’t give her what she wants, especially if it’s late night and she wants to cuddle.

NSFW ♡

• You already know she is absolutely ADDICTED to eating you out. She can’t get enough of your taste, will whine and beg for you to let her eat you out again.

• No doubt has a fantasy of fucking you in your sleep.. If you let her she will be ecstatic.

• Of course, will fuck you with her strap in the ghostface costume.

• If you let her, she has a fantasy for you to let her carve her initials into your skin with her knife.

• Would never actually hurt you in bed, but she definitely has a thing for pain in bed.

• Would be gentle the your first couple of times having sex, until one night, after her first kill, that’s when things get much more heated.

• Loves to mark up your body with hickey’s and bite marks, and would love you to do the same to her. She would absolutely show them off in public.

• Usually pretty serious during sex, if you’re doing it rough, but she can get pretty giggly.

• I think she normally prefers rough sex with you, but on special nights she loves to be up close and intimate with you.

• Not really into anal with you, but would let you peg her with a strap.

• Loves to ride your strap, moving her hips as the material rub against your clit, teasing you on the brink of orgasm.

• Loves to do overstimulation on you. She will hold your hips down to stop you from moving as she laps up your juices from your previous orgasms.

the yellowjackets bush fandom is dying, reblog if you want all the yellowjackets to have full bush

ellie, who unexpectedly orgasms as she’s strapping you.

you thought something was off by how sloppy she was handling your hips, her fingers twitching impulsively and the thrusts of the silicone in your cunt is faltering. maybe her stamina is no longer, or maybe she’s just not into you.

but you hear her exhale shakily, her choked up breaths. people usually tried missionary first, but not ellie - she wanted to see you ride it reverse cowgirl, watch your ass from behind in doggy, and she wanted to hear you cry out speed-bump style.

but she’s on top of you now, your lower back angled comfortably on a sweaty pillow, legs hanging off the edge of the mattress.

“fuck.. fuck.. fuck—“ she whimpers silently to herself, and your glossed eyes are fluttering open. you’ll call out her name with difficulty, ellie?

that intangible pleasure in your cunt she used to hit with ease is starting to subside, but it doesn’t matter, because your core is tightening when you see her fucked-out expression. her lids shut, eyebrows arched in ecstasy and my god, williams.. it looks like you’re the one getting fucked.

the constant rocking has been stimulating her poor, swollen clit. and suddenly provoking her orgasm, her hips are twitching like crazy, whimpering exhales sloppily seeping from her lips.

“are you fucking coming?” you gasp jaggedly, feeling the silicone burrow deeply into your hole in these random and unanticipated twitches.

you’ll cup her face, and her skin is piping hot, melting into your sweaty palms. her eyes are closed, and even when they are fluttering, you can only see the pleasured whites of her eyes.

“mm—fuck-‘m sorry, i’m sorry baby-ah—..” she whimpers, too embarrassed to open her eyes fully for you to see her shameful irises, dilated pupils that are so selfish.

she’s using her remaining momentum to sporadically thrust into your soaked slit, encouraging those last ruffles of her rupturing orgasm, humming low and guttural as she does so. “felt so good—fuck, pussy feels so good, baby—“ she exhales breathlessly, her parted lips against your chest.

you can feel the hot air on your skin, condensation melting into the pores.

she tries to continue, for your sake, for your enjoyment. but it’s too much, oversensitivity that has her trembling like a loser; her arms are quivering as they try to hold her up. “i can’t-can’t go anymore—“ she whines, her measly thrusts forcing her clit into overdrive.

just the smallest tap has her overwhelmed. but you’re not satisfied, she knows this.

“keep going.” you demand, determined eyes maintaining a solid gaze at her own, your palms still framing her jaw. “i need to come too.”

and when she pauses, eyes glassy with the overbrimming bliss, you dip her face lower. her ear inches away from your lips, and you whisper with a callous hue. “you talked so much fucking game, so fuck me until i come. is that so much to ask?”

“i can’t-i can’t, it’s too—“ she tries to defend herself, tries to ignore the constant contracting of her hole; the rigorous pulsing of her tormented bud. but you’re quick to deflate it.

“it’s always about you, huh, ellie?” you murmur, slowly rutting your hips against the silicone. she can hear the challenge in your voice, the way you diminish her, the humiliating wetness of her slick.

and she loves it.

“stop being so selfish, and fuck me.” you order, your arms sprawling out to your sides - because you want her to put the work in, make the same mess of you as she did herself.

and she will. she’ll whine, she’ll beg, she’ll plead. it’s too much, i can’t, please baby as she fucks into you like you deserve. the veins in her hands prominent as she tries to keep herself steady, the definition in her abdomen from the clenching, and the pitiful way she’s crying out. whimpering for breath, a pleasured tear landing on your collarbone.

but she fucks you good, and you’re grateful for it.

Wait I need you to elaborate on that “drunk reader grinding against jackie’s thigh” thought 😵‍💫 pervert Jackie who wants to totally ruin reader but is also a bit scared of what could happen to their relationship after that (I bet it doesn’t last long though)

nsfw content, so mdni!! (also, janitor.ai bot link below, since so many of you requested a perv!jackie bot! :)

when you both stumble into jackie’s room, you’re barely upright, tugging her down with you onto the mattress with a clumsy laugh.

your body hits the bed first, face planting into the pillow with a satisfied groan, and jackie follows a second later, kicking her heels off blindly in the dark. the skirt she wore to lottie’s party rides high on her thighs, exposing a sliver of skin. too lightheaded to care, she leaves it as is, making no effort to tug the fabric back down. you’re giggling, barely coherent from the alcohol and the bone deep need to sleep, yet neither of you can seem to stay still.

jackie mumbles something about how you’re getting the sheets dirty, nudging your side with an elbow. you only nuzzle deeper into the comforter in response and sling an arm over her waist.

she yelps a little when you jab her in the ribs with your knee, and you laugh, dragging her closer with a mumbled, “stop squirming, jax! you’re comfy…”

“you’re gonna crush me-” jackie groans.

you both shift simultaneously, trying to get more comfortable. eventually, you roll over halfway, tossing your leg up and over her. jackie startles when your thigh nudges between hers. she doesn’t mean to gasp, you’re just so soft, your skin flush against the bare part of hers where her skirt’s bunched up.

“sorry,” you mumble, a touch drowsy. “you’re warm”

jackie should move. she should, at the very least, push your leg gently off of her, laugh it off like always.

instead, she stays in place until you blink slowly, head heavy on the pillow, your eyes meeting hers in the dim room. then, still watching her, you rock your hips forward. a short drag of your core against her bare thigh.

jackie sucks in a sharp breath, eyes widening in the dark. her thighs tense, subconsciously giving you something firmer to hump. you’re soaked. she can feel the dampness of your underwear right against her skin.

“w-wait” she rasps, fingers flying to your hip in a futile attempt to stop you. “what are you-”

you whimper, quiet, though no less desperate, and nuzzle into her neck. “n-no, please! feels s’good, jackie, don’t-”

your hips stutter when your clit catches just right on the firmness of her muscle, and jackie shudders.

all her resolves break.

she shifts her leg, tilting her thigh up to meet the grind of your body. you moan instantly, and jackie feels her blood rush south at the overwhelming flood of sensations: the slick friction, the rasp of your voice, the sweat collecting at her temples.

her hips jump forward as well, pressing up as you rock down. your arms cling tighter around her, jackie’s body shifting in time with yours. one hand stays on your waist, one smoothes up your spine, no longer guiding but matching.

you’re both drunk beyond the alcohol in your systems; jackie has had enough to feel the buzz, and still, she’s thinking clearer than she has in months, committing each movement, each heated roll of your hips to memory.

“jackie,” you whisper.

her name on your lips is so unlike the dreams she guiltily touches herself to. this is real. your heat and the damp press of your cunt through thin panties against her bare thigh are not just vivid fantasies she’s conjuring up in order to get off, they’re sensations she can feel.

after all those nights she’s spent alone, pressed into her pillow with shaking fingers between her thighs, imagining you (beneath her or in her lap, moaning her name, tongue in her mouth, panties damp against her skin or cunt tight around her fingers), jackie finally has you.

you’re here, warm and soaking wet, grinding against her.

jackie feels both sick and more turned on than she’s ever been in her life.

she knows she shouldn’t do this, too much time spent convincing herself that it was all just a phase, wasted now that you’re actually riding her thigh.

against her better judgment, her body moves harder. jackie can only imagine how wet she must be herself; the fabric of her underwear clings to her but the constant pressure against her clit that makes up for any discomfort, and she can feel herself gushing more and more each time.

you moan louder and jackie lets herself fall with you.

— janitor.ai

Shauna nsfw drabble bcuz i haven’t uploaded in a long time :3

WARNINGS: Nsfw (duh), brief mentions of violence, not really consensual at first??? feral shauna

A/N: ended up way longer than i expected.

Shauna’s so angry lately..no one can really blame her with the death of her baby and the death of Jackie. Shauna’s lost a lot in a couple months and it’s really been draining her.

You’re the only one who doesn’t look at her like she’s some feral animal though..you comfort her, you hug her and tell her that you don’t necessarily understand what she’s going through but you’re there.

Shauna adores you, you’re the one thing in the wilderness that makes her feel so warm other than the cold and feral version of her that craves to feast on flesh.

She’s so mad, she’s filled with anger and hatred — especially towards Lottie. The way the girl acts so calm and spiritual, ‘brainwashing’ the others into what Shauna believes is delusions.

Shauna throws the first punch at Lottie, she can feel the soreness and pain in her knuckles at how harsh the hit is. She’s ready to keep going until she feels a hand tug at her jacket.

Shauna whips around, looking ready to kill until her eyes fall on you. Sometimes when she looks at you all she can see is Jackie and that sight..calms her slightly.

“Shauna, don’t.” You beg, the last thing everyone needs is another dead body and Shauna looks like she was about to murder Lottie. Lottie looks like she’s ready to protest but before she can you’re dragging Shauna off her.

Because you’re the only one who can tame the feral beast in Shauna’s body.

…

You bring Shauna up to the attic - attending to the wounds on her bloodied knuckles with the limited supplies you all have.

“I don’t need you to protect me.” Shauna huffs, a bit irritated as the anger in her body just seems to build the more she can’t find a stress relief.

You sigh, looking up at Shauna with an almost disappointed gaze.

“I know, honestly I think I was protecting Lottie more than you. You looked ready to kill her.” You sigh and set the cloth you had back into the water bucket you used to disinfect Shauna’s hands.

Shauna rolls her eyes at your comment and looks down at her knuckles that you had patched up for her — the action makes her heart flutter a bit.

“I wouldn’t have actually killed her.” Shauna protests, “Just..I don’t know what I was thinking..”

You give her a sympathetic smile and walk over to sit beside her, draping an arm around her waist as you give her a hug. Shauna slightly stiffens before melting into the contact, her breathing getting heavier as she takes in your embrace.

You’re so warm, she can hear your heartbeat against hers, she feels absolutely feral and all she wants to do right now is devour you whole.

Shauna feels like she’s blacking out, nearly dissociated from her body and she doesn’t even realize that she’s smashing her lips against yours hungrily.

Your eyes widen and you stiffen up, gasping in surprise but Shauna takes that initiative to push her tongue into your mouth as she squeezes your waist to pull you into her lap.

You’re on top of Shauna now — eventually you melt into the kiss and are kissing her back just as hungrily. It’s been months since the both of you have had some real connection with another human being and you two are practically starving.

Shauna pulls back for a second, desire in her eyes as her lips are bruised from the rough kissing. “I need you so fucking bad right now,” Shauna growls, attaching her lips to your neck.

She grabs your hips and flips the two of you over, pressing you against the harsh wood flooring but you’re too lost in the sensation of Shauna’s lips on your neck to care.

“Shauna.” You mewl softly, laying your head back to give her more room to kiss and bite.

Shauna’s hungry and she eagerly tugs your shorts down, giving you no time to process as she slips her hand into your panties.

Your hips jolt in surprise as Shauna starts to rub harsh circles on your clit, she’s never really pleasured another woman before but she’s touched herself plenty of times to be familiar enough.

Your breathing gets heavier as Shauna’s fingers rub your bundle of nerves while her lips continue to suck and kiss on your neck.

“You’re so fucking sweet the way you always try to protect me.” Shauna pants as she starts to rock against your thigh, “All mine..no one else can touch you because you belong to me.”

Shauna growls, sloppily pushing two fingers into your cunt which causes you to cry out at the sudden stretch. You move up to cover your mouth since the girls are just downstairs but Shauna grasps at your wrists and slams them above your head onto the wood floor.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” Shauna moans, her hips snapping against your thigh, “Let them hear you, let them all hear how good i’m making you feel.”

Shauna’s nails are slightly digging into your wrists from the pleasure coursing through her body and she continues to roughly pump her fingers into your weeping pussy.

Your moans fill the room, unable to even hold them back as Shauna fingers you with an absolutely feral pace. That knot in your stomach is starting to get tighter and you writhe against Shauna while she pins you down.

“A-Aah! S—Shauna, please..i’m gonna cum..” You pant inbetween gasps, her fingers curl and rub against your walls without mercy.

Shauna grits her teeth together as her rocking against your thigh gets harsher, the way you announce your pleasure to her makes her clit throb and she can feel her orgasm approaching as well.

“Do it. Fucking cum all over my fingers.” Shauna spits at you with an aggressive tone, taking out all her anger with the harsh pounding of her fingers inside your wet pussy.

Your mouth falls agape and nearly your body rises up off the ground, shouting Shauna’s name with pleasure as you gush all over her fingers.

Shauna’s eyes squeeze shut while her mouth falls open, letting out harsh pants of breathe as she rides your thigh with reckless abandon.

Shauna doesn’t care that the girls downstairs can hear you crying out her name, it honestly just makes her body even hotter and her panties get even wetter. She wants everyone to know that she’s making you feel absolute bliss because you belong to her.

“Tell me you love me.” Shauna gasps out, her thighs squeezing against your leg as she rides you desperately, “Please.”

She needs to hear it, needs to hear that atleast someone does, that she’s not completely alone out here without Jackie.

“I love you, Shauna..” Your breathless voice comes out as your hands fall on her waist to stabilize her.

The coil inside Shauna’s stomach snaps and she lets out a loud cry as her orgasm wracks through her body, her thighs slightly twitching.

Shauna collapses against you, cuddling you close as she pants heavily to attempt to catch her breath that was stolen from the intense pleasure through her body.

You wrap your arms around her and kiss the side of her head, happy that Shauna got the stress relief she needs as she falls asleep with a small smile on her face for the first time in weeks.

waiting for someone to make a fic where isha lives happily ever after fr bc i can not take this im tweaking

i will never be happy while jinx and vi are apart 😞 can they just have a happy ending together plz jinx come back

stop now

no cause jackie probably thought her and shauna would eventually make up and shauna would be there in the morning apologizing like after all their fights, so when she fell asleep she was calm and thought everything would be okay