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soulari · 2 months

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⠀ ㅤ⠀ ໑⠀⠀⠀ ㅤ⠀✦　　better things — ㅤ⅄ㅤ@gigittamic

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life-spire · 1 year

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#quote #quotes #quoteoftheday #life quote #inspirational quotes #life quotes #quotations #beautiful quote #words #better things #moving on #life #inspiration #inspiring #curators on tumblr

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xiihyunn · 9 months

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imagine accidentally making Amber jealous🫣

Amber Freeman Drabble (18+)

a/n: since my lovely 🤗 anon wanted the amber freeman drabble to be posted first, this one is for her.

Imagine Amber's eyes fuming in anger when she saw how a guy was looking at you while swimming on the beach. Maybe she shouldn't have allowed you to wear a bikini, but then again, you were only hers anyways, and Amber isn't scared of showing that.

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Your laughter fills the beach, as Mindy pulls you by the leg to tickle you underwater. Smiling from ear to ear, the whole squad continued to have fun in the sun.

Maybe not the whole squad though. Amber sat on cottage, peacefully watching you with a smile and blush on her face. How could I get so lucky? Amber thought.

Your body looked absolutely perfect wearing your black bikini. Your curves showing, your skin color glistening under the light, wet hair, and of course your beautiful smile.

Her girlfriend was so gorgeous, a perfect being as Amber thought. Splashing water to Tara, Amber giggled at your antic. While getting her phone out of her bag to take pictures of this beautiful moment, a voice caught her attention.

"I'd totally bang that chick over there wearing a black bikini."

"Bro you could TOTALLY pull her, just get her attention!"

Amber's stomach dropped. The colors of her face disappear, as a familiar rage inside of her forms. The guy threw a ball at you, hitting your feet.

You turn around to see his concerned face, "I am so sorry, my friend's being a douche."

"Oh no, it's totally fine. I wasn't even hurt by it, don't worry."

Returning the ball to the guy, he took it with a smile. "You're really pretty, can I somehow get your number?"

The guy's question took you by surprise, as you awkwardly smiled at him. You were about to reject him, when a lovely but cold voice beat you to it.

"Baby, I've missed you." Amber walks up to your figure, wrapping her arms around your waist protectively as her hands rested on your ass.

Feeling calm in your girlfriend's embrace, Amber leans in to give you a kiss. Her lips met yours, as you tilt your head to meet the contact. Snaking your arms around her neck, you smiled against the kiss.

Breaking the kiss, Amber faced the dude standing there like a statute. Her stare burning holes into his head, as she smiled at him.

"She's lovely isn't she?" Amber pulls you closer to her. Amber's arm around your waist, with a strong grip that imbedded her prints into your skin.

"Too bad she's already fucking mine. Now fuck off before I slit your throat, and kill you."

The guy tripped on his feet as he hurried away. Making you sigh at your girlfriend, "A bit too much, no?" You look up at Amber's eyes with a small smile.

"I'll fucking kill him, baby."

"No you're not, and plus I was about to reject him anyways."

Amber brushes a wet strand of your hair behind your ear, as she smirks. Caressing your cheek, she leans in your ear.

"Just watch me bend you over with my dick pounding your wet and hot pussy, over his dead body."

#amber freeman #amber freeman x reader #amber freeman smuts #scream #scream smuts #mikey madison #mikey madison x reader #mikey madison smuts #better things #max fox #lesbian #lgbtia+#xiihyunn

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comet-forgot-you · 3 months

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repress

roommate!max fox x reader

summary: max wants to do your makeup

warnings: none really, r thinks theres feelings for max, tension maybe, r is kinda introverted, i think thats all.

a/n: roommate max series? i think maybe. anyway shoutout to the middle pic for the inspiration for this. 😁😁 ive also never willingly worn makeup so like, i didnt know how to write the process, I TRIED MY BEST do not repost for any reason

rooming with max was… something. her personality completely differed from your own. she was outgoing, talked to people without much worry. you on the other hand, you rarely left your shared dorm and hardly talked to people unless they spoke to you first. it was almost a perfect balance.

max would always try and invite you to parties, all for which you politely declined. she was adamant, though. there was no party she went to that she didn’t invite you tag along with her. she wanted to spend more time with you outside of the dorm, she wanted to see you in different settings.

“i’m going to a party tonight, wanna come?” she asks from her spot on her bed.

“no, thank you, though.” you eyes had yet to tear away from the computer screen. you hear shuffling from behind you.

“c’mon, you need a break from that, just one party,” max says. you turn in your chair to look at the girl. she was sat on the edge of the bed, hands holding the sides.

“i need to finish this, i can take a small break, though,” you mutter, stretching your arms out. she stays still, bottom lip getting taken in between her teeth. max pushes herself off of her bed to stand in front of you.

“fine, if you don’t go to the party, at least just get dressed like you are.”

“why would i do that? its pointless.” max furrows her brows.

“its not pointless, it’ll give you a boost of confidence. i’ll do your makeup and help you pick something out, then you can take it off like it never happened.” you roll your eyes.

“youre not doing my makeup.” max frowns.

“why not? it’ll be so cute,” she mumbles, crossing her arms. “just a little bit of eyeliner and eyeshadow, i wont go too crazy, i promise.” you raise your brows and max juts her bottom lip out. you take a deep breath in.

“fine, but nothing too crazy.” max smiles, practically jumping at you to wrap her arms around your beck. she pulls back, keeping her hands on your shoulders.

“go sit on my bed, i’ll be right there.” you raise your brows and shes gone in an instant, going to retrieve her makeup. you let out a huff, what the fuck were you doing?

max is back before you’ve gotten up, eyebrows raised. “get on the bed.” you huff, pushing yourself from your chair and settling yourself on her bed. she sits across from you, setting the makeup she had retrieved in front of her. she leans across the distance between you, “close your eyes.” you’re quick to listen, eyes fluttering closed. she cups your chin to keep you in place. something presses against your eyelid, eyeliner, you think.

max lets out a huff of air, letting go of you. “this position is to awkward, get up real quick.” you open your eyes, brows furrowed slightly. you push yourself off of her bed and max rearranges her pillows. “okay, lay down here,” she says, getting off of her bed. you crawl on her bed, positioning yourself against her pillows. shes quick to follow after you, swinging a leg over your hips.

“what are you doing?” you ask, hands holding onto her hips subconsciously.

“shh, close your eyes,” she says, leaning forward. you do as she says, eyebrows furrowing. the tip of her eyeliner meets your eyelid again, gently running it across it.

shes so close, you can feel her breath against your face, her body so close to yours. you’ve never been so close to her before. brushing against each other in smaller spaces, crammed together in a booth, in your car, sure you’ve been close to her, but it was never this close.

she rubs her thumb over your eyebrows, “stop, you look stressed, its just makeup,” she mumbles. your eyebrows relax, muttering out an apology.

her hand rests on your forehead as she traces another line on your opposite eyelid. she smelt good, her hands soft on your face. she pulls back momentarily and you open your eyes to look at her. she leans over, grabbing her phone from its spot on her bed. it takes a fee moments before she’s turning the camera around to show you how you look.

“do you like it so far?” its simple, but it fits your features so well. you nod.

“yeah, looks good,” you mutter out. max smiles, flipping the phone back to her. she taps a few times and angles it above your face ever so slightly, and in seconds the flash goes off. you scrunch your face at the bright light and max groans.

“dont do that, i want to take a picture, you look pretty.” the compliment lets butterflies loose in your stomach. since when did that happen? you roll your eyes, hoping your heated cheeks didn’t give your inner thoughts away. max repositions her phone, this time rhetorically flash doesnt go off, and she quickly discards her phone to her side. she picks something up, a pencil you think, and she’s leaning back in.

your eyes study her features. her eyes, how they furrow in concentration as she traces your lips. her lips, they look soft, and for a moment, you wonder what they would feel like against your own. her eyelashes were coated with a thin layer of mascara. was she always so pretty?

“you’re staring.” her voice is quiet and she doesnt take her eyes away from your lips. you wait for her to let off of your lips to talk, not wanting to ruin her progress.

“what else am i supposed to do? you’re right in front of me,” you mumble. she smiles, averting her eyes from your own to focus on your lips. she applies a layer of lipstick. your lips feel weird with the additional layer, but you do nothing about. you cant tear your eyes away from her, the way she stares at your lips. you know its just for the purpose of applying the lipstick, but you cant help but want her to press her lips against your own.

she pulls back again, grabbing her phone to show you the end result. “hows it look?” she asks.

“its good.” you can barely even focus on your reflection. max smiles, snapping a picture of you before pushing herself off of you. you miss the heat of her body the second its gone, you miss her being so close. “thats all?” you ask, hoping it doesn’t sound as desperate to her as it did to you.

“yeah, told you i wasn’t going crazy with it,” she stands in front of your dresser. “lets get an outfit now.” you push yourself off of her bed, going to stand next to her as she goes through your drawers.

your mind raced a million miles an hour. it confused you how many times you had thought about kissing her in the small amount of time she spent in your lap, pressed against you. you’d never thought about max that way before, never really allowed yourself to look at her, to think about her, but now that it was forced, you almost wish you would’ve sooner.

you shake your head, ridding yourself of your thoughts. you couldn’t like max, you couldn’t let yourself like her, if thats what was happening. you were pretty sure max was only into guys, and even if she wasn’t, she was your roommate, and you really don’t want to make your living situation weird. you couldn’t like max.

#mikey madison #mikey madison x reader #wlw fluff #wlw post #max fox better things #max fox x reader #max fox #better things #i want max #max is so cutsie

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zeewipark · 11 months

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#better things are coming #dreamy #crescent moon #pink clouds #pink aesthetic #healing #pastel #better things #nature #blue sky #peachy #artwork

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theyclairo · 8 months

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mikeysw1fey · 8 months

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drunk words. sober thoughts.

request linked here :)

pairings: max fox x female reader

warnings: intoxication, some fluff

A bowl of spaghetti and my favourite movie was the perfect way to spend my saturday night. No schoolwork to deal with and no chores to do. Pure bliss.

“Please Mr Ghostface don’t kill me I wanna be in the sequel.” I mumble along with the tv and a mouth full of spaghetti. Leaning further into the couch cushions I pout watching the next scene before a rather staggered knock at my door draws my attention.

I groan slightly before pausing my movie and gently placing my food on the table. “Hello?” I ask a little hesitant to open the door considering I’m home alone and happen to be watching a horror movie. “Y/N open the door.” A melodic voice sing songs from the opposite side of the door. Blood rushes to my cheeks as I recognise the voice. Max Fox.

I’ve been head over heels for her since I met her at her little sisters batcenera (my sister is best friends with hers). We’ve hung out multiple times since that day and every time I can’t help but find myself longing for more.

“Maxie? What are you doing here?” I open the door and Max crashes into my arms, her balance being thrown off as she had been leaning on the door I just opened. “I missed you.” She slurs, hands reaching up to tug on the collar of my shirt causing my neck to snap down towards her face. “Missed you so much.” She mumbles struggling to stand up straight, her feet stumbling around as if out of her control. I find myself blushing as I wrap an arm around her waist and help her inside.

“So your drunk.” I chuckle letting her collapse onto the couch. “What no. I’m not drunk.” Max drags out her words as she shakes her head frantically, her curls whipping the sides of her face. “Whatever you say.” I roll my eyes and head to the kitchen for a cup of water to give to the girl.

“Come back don’t leave me. Stop.” Max whines clambering over the back of the couch as I disappear, the slight lisp in her voice causing my heart to skip a beat. “Your shit faced.” I return with the water gently coaxing her off the back of the couch and handing her the cup allowing her to drink it and of course casually spill it down the front of her shirt.

“Does your mum know your here?” I ask as Max whines at the water on her shirt before glancing up at me with a smile. “I don’t care. I came here and I like it here. With you.” Max flirts bashfully, her eyelashes rapidly fluttering. I scrunch my nose at her antics. “So whose party was it this time?” I raise an eyebrow and sit beside the brown haired girl who’s head sways from side to side as if listening to imaginary music.

“Paisleys friends friend. Or something like that.” Max slurs waving her hand around as if dismissing the question. “Right. Paisley.” I can’t help the sneer in my voice at the sound of her name. I never liked Maxs best friend as much as I tried. She didn’t seem to care about Max, instead using her for drinks and drugs and the fact her mother was an absolute gem. “Are you angry?” Maxs eyes go wide and puppy like as she peers at my face. “No not angry, just-“ I cut myself off not wanting to get into it with Max in this state.

“Just what?” Max leans into my body, her hand resting on my stomach for balance sending cascades of butterflies through me. “Nothing Max don’t worry your pretty little head about it.” I sigh gazing at the girl before me who seems to stare straight into my soul with her pretty brown eyes.

“Your face is so pretty.” She whispers, her mouth so close to my face I can smell the fruity cocktails she had obviously been drinking. “Max, your drunk.” I chuckle wishing with my entire heart that she wasn’t.

“But that doesn’t change how I feel about you.” She pouts and backs off slightly, her hands leaving my stomach and sitting on her lap. My frown deepens as she mutters to herself. “I promise you I feel the same way.” I regret it the second it comes out my mouth as the fear of being rejected washes over me.

But that fear is shoved away as Max’s hand reaches for my cheek. “I want you to be mine. I’ve always wanted you to be mine.” Max smiles causing my heart to flutter with a million butterflies. My hand gently reaches up and finds comfort holding her wrist.

Our eyes lock and I watch as she licks her lips slowly. Her head moves closer to mine as she leans in so our lips are inches apart.

With every atom in my body I want to kiss her. To feel her lips connect with mine. But I can’t.

“Maxie, no.” I hate myself but I gently push her shoulder so she falls backwards against the couch.

Her eyes begin to brim with tears. “You don’t wanna kiss me?” She almost whimpers looking up at me as her lower lip quivers.

My heart shatters.

“You do not understand how badly I want to kiss you Max. But I’m not going to do that while your intoxicated baby.” I smile sadly and reach out a hand to tuck her curls behind her ear.

Max bites her lip and frowns, her head tilted as if thinking hard. “Can you kiss me later?” She asks as seriously as she possibly can.

“Tell me how you feel tomorrow. Tell me and I promise you can kiss me then ok?” I whisper gently gripping her hand.

“Pinky promise?” She asks holding out her free hand, pinky up. I nod with a smile finding my eyes locking on her lips once again. “Pinky promise.” I intertwine our fingers and squeeze gently before pressing a kiss to our pinkies.

“Let’s get you to bed now. Big day for you tomorrow.” I chuckle as Max stands up and groans. “Come on,” I place my hand on her lower back and gently push her down the hallway and into my bedroom letting her collapse onto the mattress with a thud.

Letting her rest for the minute I ravage through my wardrobe for some comfier clothes for Max and settle on a hoodie and pants.

I allow her privacy to change before helping her into my bed. “Smells like you.” She smiles, her eyes glassy as she buries her face in my pillow. I chuckle and gently run my hand through her hair as I sit on the edge of the bed. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning, I hope you remember tonight.” I sigh. Max smiles half heartedly. “Me too.”

I lean forward to kiss her forehead. “Goodnight Maxie.” I whisper. “Goodnight Y/N.” Max mumbles as she closes her eyes.

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Waking up I didn’t know whether to feel ecstatic or dejected. Max was drunk, it was doubtful she would remember the events of last evening.

Sighing I head to the kitchen and place a pan on the stove. “Cooking breakfast for the ill?” Maxs voice gathers my attention and I turn around with a smile.

“You don’t look that ill anymore.” I tease. Max did in fact look less drunk, while her hair was slightly ruffled and her cheeks a little swollen, her eyes were no longer glassy and the sway in her step had gone away.

“Yeah well last night was a lot, I can barely remember coming over here.” She laughs but I can’t. It breaks my heart slightly to hear her admit to not being able to remember last night.

“Yeah.” I mumble and turn back to the stove to hide the tears that prick my eyes.

“But...”

Maxs voice becomes soft, her tone wobbling as she continues to speak.

“I do remember one thing.”

Her hands land on my waist spinning me around to face her.

“I remember how in love with you I am.” She smiles and leans her forehead against my own.

I breathe out a sigh of relief, closing my eyes and letting the tears fade away. Lifting my hands up to hold her cheeks I can’t help but smile. “And you remember what I promised you?” I whisper.

Max nods, her eyes flickering down to my lips.

I lean in and Max meets me halfway. Our lips connect exactly like they do in my dreams. Perfectly fitting like two puzzle pieces. Max’s hands connect behind my neck, as she sighs into the kiss whilst my hands run through her matted curls.

As breathing becomes an issue I pull back not being able to contain the huge grin on my face. “Finally.” I whisper nudging my nose against hers and earning a chuckle. “Please tell me this isn’t a one time thing.” Max breathes, tightening her hold around my neck.

I shake my head frantically. “I want you to be mine Max. I need you to be.” Our eyes lock as she nods. “I was yours from the moment we met.” She replies.

My stomach flips at her sentiment, the butterflies in my gut tripling in size. Closing my eyes once again I lean in and kiss her savouring the moment as long as I possibly can.

Max’s lips are the perfect way to start a sunday morning.

#wlw post #lesbian #mikey madison #amber freeman #fluff #scream #max fox x female reader #max fox #better things #mikey madison x female reader

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lonelym00n · 1 year

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Max Fox x Reader - Headcannons

this is for all the max fox girlies out there. if you're a mikey madison fan and haven't watched better things just for her, shame on u.

this is likely going to contain max snippets from every season, so don't read if you care about spoilers.

GO WATCH BETTER THINGS!! seriously it's a really good show about a single mother raising three daughters.

also, LOOK AT BABY MIKEY. LOOK AT HER.

Pre-relationship

when max isn't with paisley or her boyfriend of the week, she's with you

you're the most chill of all her friends so she hangs out with you mostly when she doesn't feel like causing her mom an aneurism

sam loves you more than max's other friends

you always thank her for her hospitality and do the dishes for her if she cooks when you're around

max's favorite thing about you is that she doesn't feel the need to worry about if you think she seems cool or not

you love watching old movies with max because she always has such thoughtful comments on the cinematography

you always arrive early to her band's gigs just so you can cheer her on from the front row

you are max's personal Lyft driver when you get your license (sam is thankful that the bill has gone down significantly)

How you catch feelings

you fall for max first

your feelings for her start when she begins opening up to you about her dad and how much her parent's divorce has affected her

she tells you about the jealousy she holds for how much she has to share her mom with her mom's job and her two sisters

she also opens up about how she has no clue what to do once she graduates

you tell her that sam loves her just as much as she did before her sisters were born and that there's no rush to decide what path she wants to choose post-graduation

you realize your feelings for max when she surprises you by playing your favorite song on the guitar

the smile she gave you after she finished playing made your heart leap into your throat

you knew you had it bad for her after that

Unrequited feelings

you're too much of a chicken to admit your feelings to max because you don't want to ruin your friendship

you are horrified when she starts dating the 34 year old man, you tell yourself that it's not because you're jealous, but because max is only 16 (it's definitely because you're jealous)

max cried on your shoulder when she learned her dad had stood her up on her graduation day

you threaten to train chewy to bite him for the next time he shows up to interrupt her life

she laughs and your heart skips a beat at the sound

when max tells you about her decision to go to college in Chicago, you try not to cry (let's pretend you chose to go to college somewhere in LA)

you do cry when you drop her and sam off at the airport on their way to Chicago (cry is putting it lightly, you full on sobbed into max's shirt)

Other people notice your feelings

with max off at college, you have a hard time figuring out what to do with yourself when you aren't attending classes

you take to moping around the fox's house

frankie is the first to catch onto your feelings for max, after seeing you sniffle pitifully into a carton of ice cream for the third weekend in a row, they figured you must've loved max more than you let on

frankie doesn't say anything to you about their realization, concluding that you probably hadn't yet registered that you harbored more than friendly thoughts for max

sam doesn't question why she keeps finding you fast asleep on her living room couch, so she remains none the wiser about your love for her daughter

when max calls you crying one night and tells you about how she doesn't think college is right for her, it takes everything in your willpower not to encourage her to hop on the next flight back to LA

you tell her she has to make the decision on her own but that you will wholeheartedly support her either way

when she does return, you don't even hide how ecstatic you are

the pain of hiding your feelings for her does return, but it's nothing compared to how heartbroken you felt while she was away

when she starts dating olivier, you feel more depressed than you do jealous

max notices your more frequent sad moods and her heart pangs dejectedly whenever she asks if you're okay and you brush her off

you feel lost and decide to confide in rich about your love for max, you always thought he was such a good second dad to her

he isn't fully surprised at your feelings for the other girl, having sensed that something more was likely going on between you two

he's so happy that you decided to tell him and offers you words of advice that he had picked up from being in similar situations to yours

from that moment on, he's silently rooting for you and max to get together

Max realizes her feelings for you

with her new love for photography, she innocently invited both you and paisley to model for an idea that she wanted to shoot

paisley agrees excitedly while you agree with more reluctance

the pictures with paisley turn out great

when it's your turn, max is in utter awe at how gently your beauty comes across in the photos

you fit the image she had wanted to capture so perfectly and as she continues to photograph you, her heart thumps wildly in her chest

the slow groundbreaking realization of the love she so deeply holds for you creeps up her spine

she pushes you away the next week and the week after that, filled with panic

now that she has figured out how she feels about you, she knows she'll never be able to hide it from you

you feel hurt that max is avoiding you, but you figure it's because she's spending more time with her boyfriend (max didn't tell you that she had broken up with him directly after the photoshoot)

max tells rich about her feelings for you and he only just barely manages to hide his joy at the news

he reassures her there's nothing wrong with the way she feels about you and that her family would accept and support her regardless

after a week of gathering up her nerve (and a third week of avoiding you), she reveals her feelings for you to sam

sam is shocked but reassures max that she is so happy and proud

when max falls asleep for the night, sam rushes to frankie's room for advice on ways that she could be there for max

Confession

one morning, frankie urges max to confess to you

needless to say, max is pissed at sam for telling frankie

a big fight starts between the three of them (max upset with sam for telling frankie, sam mad at frankie for telling max that she had told them about it, and frankie yelling at max to just tell you how she felt)

you, completely fed up with being avoided by max, stomp into the fox household to give the girl a piece of your mind

the fighting comes to a halt when you walk in the door, frankie and sam quickly scurry away

just as you're about to speak, max gently grabs your arm and tugs you outside with her

she shushes all your attempts to talk and apologies for avoiding you

she looks nervous and so uncharacteristically max as she takes your hand in hers

when she tells you she was avoiding you because she realized she was in love with you, you nearly forget how to breathe

she looks at you so worriedly while she waits for your response

when you tell her you feel the same, her eyes crinkle in happiness

max leans closer and the two of you share a soft kiss

max lovers you better cause some commotion in the comments!! she needs more love and I won't be silent about it anymore!

#max fox #mikey madison #max fox x reader #better things #mikey madison x reader #lonelym00n fic

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amorodo · 3 months

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𐙚 gifts made by @amorodo

#aespa #kpop moodboard #moodboard #kpop #aespa karina #aespa winter #aespa moodboard #aespa gifs #aespa icons #winter #karina #ggs moodboard #aespa better things #better things #my gifs

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lovestereo · 8 months

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#better things #aespa #2023 #2020s

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d4myeon · 8 months

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aespa - better things m/v layouts

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lastdead · 4 months

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shes so pink

#mikey madison #amber freeman #scream 5 #scream #max fox #better things

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xiihyunn · 10 months

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Amber Freeman Drabble (18+)

Imagine Amber biting her lip, as she was looking at you masturbating in your room. She planned on killing you next, but the way you lay on your bed sheets, legs wide open, as you rub your clit softly, moaning her name.

> masterlist

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"A-Amber…" You moaned out your crushes name, circling your erect and sensitive clit, as your head falling deeper into your pillows.

Amber stares at your vulnerable state, you were squirming under your own touch, and your left hand groped your breast tightly.

Imagining your hands were Amber's, you bite your bottom lip trying to hold your voice in. Even though it wasn't hers, just the thought of Amber fondling with your body, made you feel euphoric.

Amber watched you intently. There was a small gap opening in your closet that she was hiding from wearing her ghostface costume, but that was enough for Amber to see and hear what you were doing.

She sees you slide two fingers inside of you, pushing them in and out of yourself as you moaned her name once more.

"Fuck Amber, y-you make me like this.. The way you l-look at me in the eyes, leaves me wet and horny for you…"

Amber felt her cunt clenching. The sight of your wet glistening pussy in full display in front of her, made her run her hand down inside her panties and rub herself while looking at you.

Moaning her name over and over again, your fingers were knuckles deep inside of you, your walls sucking your fingers good.

"Oh shit— Amber, y-yes right there!"

Your hips buckled against your hand, as you pounded your fingers faster. Your other hand squeezing the life out of your tits, when your finger brushed the correct spot.

Amber licks her lip as she bites it. Looking at you from your closet with lust in her eyes, Amber slid her own fingers into her, rocking her hips back and forth to meet her thrusts.

"Jesus Y/n, never in a million years would I expect you to feel those things for me."

#amber freeman #amber freeman x reader #amber freeman smut #scream #scream v #scream smut #better things #max fox #mikey madison #xiihyunn

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comet-forgot-you · 4 months

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pretty

max fox x reader

warnings: 18+ pls, smut, fingering, oral, thats all i think.

summary: your girlfriend is so pretty :(

a/n: i promise ill get back to requests soon, but i just had this idea pop into my head. needed a change from bottom reader to keep my brain working. do not repost for any reason

dark eyelashes kissing pale skin, she was so pretty. even as she slept, you wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch her, kiss her, anything really, you just wanted to feel her skin against your own.

you push a strand of her hair from her face, trailing your fingers down across her collarbone. her eyes flutter open, looking first at you, then to the arm outstretched towards her. “m’ sorry mamas, didnt mean to wake you up, you just looked so pretty,” you mutter, gently rubbing her cheek in hopes to soothe her back to sleep.

“ts’ fine,” she mumbles, bringing the blanket up to recover her body. you drag your hand down to her hip before pulling her closer to you. she grumbles, but does nothing to stop the action, instead, she rolls over in your arms and pushes herself against your front.

max was never much of a morning person, usually sleeping in until the later hours of the morning. she’d usually fall back to sleep after you accidentally wake her. she would do it now, but the way your fingers danced across her skin, her body wouldnt let it happen until the small heat in her stomach was tended too. her hips roll against nothing, a small whine falling from her lips.

you kissed the skin of her neck, further spurring the hear stirring in the pit of max’s stomach. “baby,” she whines out, tugging your hand between her thighs. you kiss her shoulder, peering down at the girl. her cheeks were tinted pink, her eyes still closed, and her teeth bit down lightly against her bottom lip.

“hmm?” you hum into her shoulder. she grinds down against your hand. you think about being mean about it, about making her beg you to touch her, but that thought quickly leaves your head when she whimpers your name out so prettily. you cup her through her thin underwear, running your fingers over her clothed folds, applying just a right amount of pressure to her clit to have her let out a quiet moan.

you rub slow, tight circles against her clit, feeling her wetness begin to soak her panties. her breath is shaky with your agonizingly slow movements. you run a finger through her waistband, letting the elastic snap against her skin. her hips roll against your fingers, a soft gasp escaping her lips.

“need you s’ bad, baby. please?” she whimpers, gently tracing your wrist. her eyes are still closed, eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly. she just look so pretty, how could you refuse her? you push your hand into her panties, your fingers meeting her wet, warm cunt and circling her clit. max leans back into you ever so slightly, her legs parting the best they could to allow you more access to her cunt.

“your s’ wet max, got so worked up so quickly, hm?” its not much of a question, but she nods anyway, not afraid of admitting something that would normally embarrass her to no end to you. “its okay, i know you cant help it. my pretty girl just wants to be touched,” another roll of her hips only spurs you on more.

you plunge two fingers into her, your thumb rubbing her clit in tight circles. her hips rock consistently against your fingers, chasing her own high the best she can when shes so tired. your lips press against the soft skin of her neck and shoulders, pushing her closer and closer to her climax.

your fingers curl into her sweet spot and quiet whimpers spill from her lips. “need to.. gonna..” the words she looks for fight to fall from her lips, but she just cant bring herself to let them.

“go on, pretty girl. i got you,” you mumble against her skin. her hips stutter against you before you feel her walls pulse around your fingers. “good job, so good,” you press kisses against her neck and back, fingers still pumping in her cunt to let her ride out her high.

you slip your fingers out of her panties and bring them to your lips. you suck the juices of max’s cunt off of them, a low groan sounding from your throat. you wanted to lap it up from the source, wanted to feel her pretty cunt against your tongue.

“wanna taste you, please? can i taste you, mamas?” a small whimper leaves her lips at your eagerness to taste her and she nods quickly. you waste no time repositioning yourself between her thighs and pushing her to lay against her back. you lean down to press your tongue against her clothed cunt. max whines beneath you, hips bucking up into your mouth. you pull the thin cotton to the side and lap up her wetness.

your tongue against her overstimulated cunt has heat rushing to her core, she cant help the needy whimpers that escape her lips. your tongue prodding her swollen clit, the thought of you being between her thighs just to taste her has her head spinning. you don’t want to stop, you dont want to leave from between her thighs until she comes undone against your tongue. so that’s exactly what you do.

you prod her entrance with your tongue, slipping it in and out of the needy hole, nose bumping against her clit every so often, its not long before shes coming undone on your tongue. you lap up the juices eagerly, groaning against her cunt at her taste.

you kiss your way up her body, lips wrapping around her clothed, pebbled nipples for a split second before going back to trailing kisses up her body. your lips meet hers passionately, you feel as though this, being with her, touching her, holding her, just being there for her, was what you were made to do. you pull away from her lips, looking down at her tired, contented expression.

“you’re so pretty, max,” your words clear. her face flushes st your comment, bringing her hands up to cover her face. you press a kiss to her hands before laying down beside her. “dont hide,” you pry her hands away, “cant have that now, can we?”

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