I Said It Before, And I'll Say It Again Since I Get Asked,

me staring at my ceiling after y/n does the most FLABBERGASTING thing ever

BRUH I MENT TO POST THIS ON MY OTHER ACCOUNT 😔

gnarly is good bro idk what some of y'all R on. it's a sarcastic. we use things like fire and sick in our vocabulary every day, what difference does it make if it's gnarly. it's meant to be fun and a chaotic song. some of y'all R just missing the mark entirely. yeah the lyrics are cringe but that's what makes it fun, they aren't afraid to be different and be cringe.

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙪𝙨

Synopsis- Y/n had always had a crush on Sophia. this being Y/n's senior year, she had to make it count. Sophia, a untouchable goddess, in Y/ns eyes. Will it happen?

A/N - YES I KNOW ITS A CHEESY TITLE AND FIC, ITS MY FIRST TIME WRITING FOR TUMBLR OKAY. SUE ME IF I WANTED SOME CHEESY ROMANTIC SOPHIA CONTENT. This was not proof read so yeah

 Lara always complains about how I stare at her in the halls when she passes by with her flock. “Dude, its honestly sad how much time you spend a day staring at her and or thinking about her, when in all brutal truth, she probably doesn't give you a single thought.” Lara sighs, rubbing her forehead in frustration as she watches me get out my books for my AP biology class. “Its not that bad, okay. Trust me i've been worse.” I try defending myself, “Listen, Y/N At this point you might as well confess since it's almost the end of the year. Whats the worst that could happen? You get embarrassed, yes, But you won't ever see her again until the highschool reunion.” Lara tries to convince me for the Nth time this year. Senior year was supposed to be the year where I let loose. By the time senior spring had come and college applications were through, there had been one thing I had yet to do. I’ve known her for years. I mean everyone knows her at our school. She's everyone's dream girl, Untouchable you could say. Sophia Laforteza. I sigh, almost giving in this time, “No, I won't do it. Like i've said multiple times, she's an untouchable painting that, Good lord, I want to touch so bad” I close my locker, leaning against it, facing towards Lara. She gives me an unimpressed look. “You have AP Bio with her next right? So why not ask her to study sometime? I mean you are basically failing that class,girl.” I pause, I consider it, My brain algorithm approves. The bell rings for the next period. “why are you actually kinda smart, Lara.” I walk past her “Hey, woah what do you mean kinda, I legit just gave you the best idea ever” she yells at my passing figure as i jog off to mr bennetts classroom. “For the sake of my mental health I pray to Beyonce that this works.” Lara mumbles under her breath as she walks off to her class. 

Now you would think that the universe would be on my side. And you would be right. The stars have aligned as Lara would say, God forbid that girl ever not talk about stars and astrology the moment the conversation dies down. “Alright class, today i'm announcing your semester-long project for this class. This project will be starting today and will be ending by the end of the semester, so right around April we will present. Now this is a partner project” The class groans in disbelief, “Settle down. Now, I will be picking the partners-” The class erupts in boisterous anger at Mr bennett. “Calm down, Jesus, I'm retiring after this year. This project is going to be about whatever you want it to be. as long as it relates to biology.” He opens his laptop. “Now the partners will be…” he pauses reading the screen “Chloe and Marquise, Nickolas and Wendy, Y/N and Sophia” I note down these partnerships in my head just for reference, Wait. Are you fucking kidding me, its me and sophia? Now in hindsight you would think that maybe this is a class prank on me. I swear to fucking god i was about ready to explode, yean no not that kind of explode, the one where im the most anxious person on the god damn planet that we call fucking earth. Out of the 24 students in this class, other than me, there is a one in fucking 24 chance that i would be placed with her. Which i find is fucking ridiculous. “And thats it for partners, now if you could start planning your projects that would be great” Everyone shuffles around the room, trying to find their partner. I scramble to pick up my things when I drop my pencil case. I notice a manicured hand pick it up, i connect the hand to the arm, the arm to the body. Like the gorgeous goddess she is, she hands me my pencil case, Stupid fucking fish pencil case. “I like your pencil case, its pretty creative and unique” She comments, placing the fish on the table “thanks, my grandma got it for me so i've just been using it ever since.” I laugh uncomfortably. “What do you wanna do the project on?” I meekly ask her, I avoid all eye contact possible. She ponders for a moment, “I've always been kinda interested in how the weather contributes to moods, would that be something your okay with doing?”  “imokaywithdoingwhateveryouwant” I spit out, at possibly the pace of a marathon runner. She laughs to herself at my reaction “you're cute.” She mumbles. “Are you free this week to start the project or…” She drags off the end of the word to insinuate for me to answer, “i'm good for this week, maybe tomorrow? After school” “We can go over to your house? My siblings can be quite loud so i dont think that’ll be the best “study spot”” She physically puts those two words in quotations. Which wakes me up to the reality that i will be spending the rest of the semester with her, creating a project. “Sure, Im down.” I say a little too excited, I clear my throat. “Cool, cant wait” she says casually as she walks off to her desk to pack up. 

The first week went surprisingly well. I actually kept my cool and had a normal conversation with her. As the weeks grow, my feelings never really cut off for her. Instead, like a tumour, it grows. And so does my guilt. The project builds up a good amount of research, by the time its almost the end of the semester, March to be exact. The guilt, it flourishes inside me like a mouldy banana in the bottom of your bag. For all I know she could be straight. 

I hear the doorbell ring, I know its her. My mom answers the door, as per usual. lets her in, then she comes up the stairs and up to my room where the door is already open for her to come in. “Hey” she greets me “almost the end huh? I bought some snacks on the way here, I remember last week you mentioned sour skittles to me so I figured I could try them with you.” “you remembered?” “Yeah, why wouldn't i? We are friends right? I mean with all the time we have spent on this project, i assumed we are friends” she looks confused, almost hurt? “Are we not friends” “we are, yeah” I flusteredly responded, panicking at the seemingly wounded look. She cracks a smile “i'm just messing with you,” she knocks my shoulder against hers as she sits down on my bed. “I think there's a storm coming soon actually” she says opening the shopping bag with the seemingly endless amount of snacks in it. “Kinda ironic don't you think?” I say to her, We get to work for the next couple of hours, sprinkling in some goofy moments between the two of us. She ends up having to stay over, The storm inhibiting her ability to go home. I look out the window, the rain looks as if it will never end. “You ever danced in the rain?” She sits next to me, resting her head on my shoulder, observing the perspiration. “I did it once with an ex boyfriend of mine,” she adds to her previous comment. For some reason that last bit stung a little, like a scratch from a cat. “You had a boyfriend?” I ask genuinely curious. “I ended things with him since I figured out that i liked girls” “oh, i didnt know you liked girls.” I looked at her, Her hazel eyes looking back. “Do you like girls?” she questioned me. “Yeah, always have” I answered meekly. An idea came to me when she looked back out the window, I stood up. “Lets go out into the rain” I drag her closely behind me as we walk out the front door to my house, running out into the wet sky. I laugh at her standing confused in the doorway. “Dude come on” I actively try to convince her “you were the one that started talking about dancing in the rain” I open my mouth and let the almost salty droplets hit my tongue. “Eugh, dude, dont you know how disgusting rain water is” She runs out into the rain, fully embracing the uncomfortable wetness covering her body. I curtsy to her “Mi’ Lady would you care for a dance?” I say in a faux british accent. She giggles “Of course Mi’ Lady, a dance would be appreciated.” I bring her in, her waist in one hand and her own hand in the other. “Is this okay?” I yell over the sound of the water droplets hitting the ground. She nods, resting her head on my shoulder as we sway in the middle of the driveway. She looks up at me, searching my face for something. Looking down at my lips, then my eyes, then back at my lips again. “What?” I asked her “do i have something on my face?” She cups my cheeks, her warm thumb stroking my cheekbones. Before I can say another thing, she leans in, and kisses me. The Ivy that is guilt covering my heart slowly withers away, her hands leave my cheeks and caress the hair on the back of my neck. I pull her in closer, wrapping my arms around her body. A lightning crack makes us pull apart. “You seriously dont know how long ive been dreaming of this happening” I tuck my face into her soaking collar, she kisses my forehead. “How long?” she giggles, “1st grade, When i first moved here. And it trailed all the way here.” “damn i wasn't expecting that.” I blush. “Do you wanna be my girlfriend?” I call out over the rain. “Of course dumbass” She leans back in, coating my whole body in a warm honey feeling, The stars aligned for us to be.

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𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙍𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙞𝙩

Sub Daniela Avanzini x Soft Dom Fem!Reader

"I heard you like magic. I've got a wand and a rabbit"

Smut + Fluff

Content - Toy usage, Praise, Dacryphilia(ish)

A/n Sorry to whoever requested this if it wasnt exactly what you wanted. Either way i think it turned out pretty good.

“Are you sure you wanna go in here with me?” Dani asks as you stand outside the sex shop. “You can wait outside if you want?” she offers.

“Yeah, seriously i don't mind” you shrug before walking into the shop first. The shop has a variety of toys,lingerie,lube, and other stuff you might find in a typical sex shop. “Is there something specific you're looking for?” you ask her.

“Mhm, I have some stuff in mind.” She browses the different aisles and shelfs of stuff. 

“You seem to know your way around this place” you joke, “Nothing wrong with that, Honey” 

“Well before i had you i came here to just check out some stuff for me” She perks up when she spots something called a “Rabbit wand”

“What's that?” you glance over her shoulder, “where do you put that,” you mumble slightly concerned at the toy. “You should buy it dani” you say with a slight jokey tone

“Okay, if you say so, Babe” she puts it in the basket, “we should try it out together.” 

“Wait, are you serious?” you blush, “I- i mean we don't have to buy it” 

“Should probably buy lube” she mumbles under her breath, glancing around at the different types of lube 

“We are not putting that up my butt, Dani. I will kill you if thats going up there. nothing is gonna go in my ass” you whisper shout at her, She laughs at you. “I'm serious, Dani!” 

“Lubes not just for your butt, Babe” She giggles “It's just for precaution, Ya know?” She strokes your cheek “It's not that serious, if you're that uncomfortable then why don't I show you how this works first, Hm?” She holds up the box.

“O-okay honey” you timidly agree with her, “Anything else before we go?” She shakes her head

“I think i got what i wanted” She cheekily smiles as you walk up to the register and pay. 

–

“What did you guys buy?” Sophia curiously asks as you walk past her, you immediately blush red as Daniela giggles to herself

“Some stuff for the two of us,” She shrugs hoping to deter sophia's prying nature 

“Like what?” Sophia tries to peer into the unmarked bag. “Dont worry about it” Dani drags me into our room and pushes you up against the door, dropping the bag in the process of aggressively pressing her lips into yours. Her hands grope your waist bringing you closer, Your hands rest on her cheeks. She pulls away for a moment, “Fuck you dont know how excited i am to try this with you” She bites her lip as she slips off her shirt. You feel your underwear dampen at the sight of her unclothing herself and follow suit. 

“Can you show me how to use it on you?” You ask quietly as you unbox the so called “rabbit wand” 

“Dont worry baby, ill give you a good show.” She giggles, kissing your cheek and laying on the bed. You sit next to her, a bottle of strawberry lube in one hand and a toy in the other.

“I should put some of it on here right?” You gesture to the lube and she nods, You squirt some on your hand and then rub it onto the phallic object. “Good?” 

“That should be enough” She slips a hand down to her cunt, already dripping, teasing herself with her slender fingers. You stare in awe at the way her fingers work her folds. She pulls her fingers out, putting them close to your lips. Allowing them to pass into your mouth, you taste her juices on her digits, slightly sweet and salty. “Good girl, yn” She smirks at the sight of you sucking her fingers. “Go on, put it in me, baby” she gestures to the wand. You slowly push it into her cunt, the top part of the rabbit wand teasing her clit, You grab the remote to control the vibrations of the toy.

“Lets start low?” she nods, you turn it to level one and hear her gasp slightly at the sudden sensations. “Feel okay?” You hold her hand as you turn it to a level three. Daniela squirms as the toy vibrates inside her, part of it grazing against her clit.

“F-fuck, Feels so good baby” She moans out, gripping your hand tightly as her other hand overs her eyes. Her toes curl as you turn it to a level four, “shit, s’too much baby.” Her eyes well up with tears, her mascara running slightly. 

“You can take it baby. Let me see your pretty face baby.” You move her hand off her face, Her eyes glossy and face damp with salty tears. Her small whimper grew louder, “Quiet, Dani. You don't want the others to hear right?” She nods whimpering, Lips clamped shut tightly. You rub her hand as she writhes under you, Turning the wand up to the maximum. 

“Fuck m’so close” She moans out. Tears running down her face, ruined mascara dripping. 

“Cum for me, Dani” You kiss her lips softly as she rides out her climax, turning off the rabbit wand and slowly pulling it out. “You okay Dani?” You mumble against her lips, she responds with a tired smile. “I'm good,” She props herself up on her elbows and pushes her lips against yours softly. Tasting her berry lip balm and lemonade from earlier, Feeling her hand interlocked with yours and the other holding your chin. “You're too sweet to me, Yn. I know just how to reward you.” She slips down onto her already shaky knees and sits between your thighs.

HOLY SHIT BRO I SWEAR I JUST HIT 50 FOLLOWERS LIKE TWO DAYS AGO WTF???

Hii can i request number 15

From the fluff prompts?

With Megan from Katseye x female reader?

You both are really good friends with a mutual crush and the other fixes the others appearance?

so sorry but my requests are currently closed rn, just tryna get back into the grove of writing again since ive been taking a break.

i bet sophia would force u to call her mommy just to humiliate you

I AM THE #1 MOMMY SOPHIA FAN !

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oh 100% she would. she knows the effect it has on you and will definitely make you call her mommy just to see the blush on your face when you say it with a smile on her face

YESSSSS RUGBY READER🙌🙌🙌 DOES THAT MEAN READER IS BUFF PLEEK I NEED TO KNOW

YES prolly, it lowk depends if Ur a back or a forward. backs usually are quicker and more agile while forwards are usually larger and tackle more often

hi can I request prompt 26 and 30 fluff for Lara?? , can we include a bit of jelousy to? thankiess I love your Sophia fic btww

first request so im super excited. Not sure how long it'll take for the creative juices to get flowing but ill get on it soon as i have been busy with some other things in life.