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doorp · 7 months

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What started out as theories abt when the main cast died but got silly

Annabel + Lenore ✨

This one is pretty straightforward, there’s these Barbie movie redraws flynn did that shows Annabel and Lenore being caught by “NMPD nevermore police department” , with the year 1901 in the corner, implying that’s when they died and got sent to nevermore

This little 1901 in the corner is interesting on like a meta level to me bc 1. in the original Barbie meme theres no date on the slate thingies, so flynn decided to add that piece of info on her own, and 2. this was just after episode 67 came out (on fp I think) and uh little tidbit, before that episode there was a theory that Theo died in like the 1860s or something based on the logo in the newspaper abt his death, the ny daily tribune, and after episode 67 came out and ira mentioned a ship that wasn’t available for public use until 1899 on the discord we were trying to do mental gymnastics to make the 2 dates work but then red came on like “please we accidentally grabbed the wrong logo it’s meant to read new York tribune not New York daily tribune its fixed now we fixed it please” and then a few days later they streamed doing this piece

Anyway, ira talks about the oceanic, which was “the finest ocean liner in the world” the *largest ocean liner in the world* until 1901

The RMS oceanic had its maiden voyage in September of 1899, at the beginning of fall. Annabel says she arrived in New York a fortnight before meeting Lenore, presumably during the spring. Annabel arrives at lenores house in april/may of 1900, spends six months there, and then leaves around the fall, probably somewhere around September or October. Lenore then spends a few months doing her thing and then arrives at her family’s home in either December 1900 or January 1901, during the winter. HERES where it gets interesting. We can assume that Annabel died in the cold, from her spectres chilling atmosphere and all together appearance of corpse in a freezer. She even has frostbite on her fingers and toes, as well as snowflake like glitter in her veil. We can also assume she died on her wedding day, the way she wears her rings on different hands and her wedding dress in spectre form. So if she died in the cold and on her wedding day, then when was her wedding, and how could it be in winter?

heres my 2 theories

1. Lenore beats Annabel at chess just for funsies fairly quickly after arriving, then they try to elope and get caught by their dads

2. Lenore courts Annabel, wins her hand, and they get engaged. Since engagements usually lasted around 6 months to 2 years, their engagement could have been anywhere from however long it takes Lenore to win at chess to December 1901. If their wedding day was in November/December, that means Lenore got away with pretending to be a man for a whole YEAR and they spent that year just being gay and shit/doing schemes.

I personally like option 2 more bc its just sadder that they did get away w it for a while then ultimately got caught - it would also explain why Annabel is just SO into Lenore, if all she remembers is that year they spent being all sneaky and gay and shit, it would explain how she’s just used to flirting and holding onto Lenore in secret. It would also explain why Annabel assumes Lenore is up to scheming at nevermore. if they eloped a few weeks after they reunited it would still be like yeah that makes sense they are such u haul lesbians, but them becoming sneaky codependent gays ripped from each other on their wedding day just hurts more and makes more sense time/character wise

Duke - 1912, maybe even 1912 specifically, idk

Duke has a coin that’s dated to 1912, and Eulalie says it looks brand new. There’s been arguments about wether or not the coin is actually newly minted, but I don’t think we can say for sure. It might not matter either way- I have a theory that the suit cases the students carry aren’t actually random personal items of interest, but a suitcase they packed right before a pivotal event in their lives. Perhaps Duke does have newly minted coins in his suitcase, but he didn’t actually die in 1912. Also! Duke is implied to be a Houdini like figure, so I imagine he’s not later than the 20s.

Pluto - 1914 ish

Plutos spectre wears a British ww1 military uniform, its debated wether or not the jacket was his dads or his, but regardless he couldn’t have died earlier than 1914. Pluto is named after the cat in the short story called The Black Cat by Edgar Allan poe. In the story a cat named Pluto gets its eye slashed out by its drunken owner, eventually getting hung from a tree by the man. Theres obvious references to the story in Plutos design and shit overall, when he manifests a belt snaps around his neck implying he died from strangulation, his spectre has like, a pluming collar/leash of smoke around its neck, his spectre looks like it’s made of ash kinda (someone described him as a burnt rabbit to me once) which is probably a reference to the part in the story where the man’s house burns down, only 1 wall remaining erect, with the image of a black cat scorched into it. Plutos eye is covered by his hair, he walks into a door frame, he’s got spectre abilities called “blink” and “evil eye” so w Pluto until we get more info it’s no earlier than 1914 if you subscribe to the Pluto went to war theory or no earlier than like, say the 20s? if you subscribe to the Plutos dad was a vet theory

Berenice - 1920s

Shes a flapper, cmon. shes from the 1920s. Look at her. We already know she was run over by a cop car after running from some guy, and I tried to look into where the cop car was from but i didn’t have much luck. mostly just confirmed the era, when I searched cop cars of the 1920s pretty similar images to the one that killed bee show up. A few others I think have looked into it more? but im not completely sure. There’s been a lot of theories about where Berenice is from, I’ve seen Louisiana, Chicago, Harlem (Harlem renaissance specifically) but there’s not a lot of conclusive info about Berenice. we know her pearls were real, in the way they scattered, so she had so have some means of affording them. Pearls are held together on a string, but only real pearls have pieces of metal between the pearls to keep them from rubbing against each other. Bees pearls scatter in long strings, not completely all over the place like fake pearls without that structure would.

Eulalie - 1935

The song Eula sings in her death flashback is a Japanese lullaby that was rediscovered in 1935. Its a popular theory that Eulalies death was a hate crime, a fire started because of hate towards Japanese Americans during ww2. She probably died in the forties in america, I don’t think she died in Hiroshima or Nagasaki, the fire that killed her isnt how atomic bombs would have killed her. The kid she sings to asks if someone started the fire on purpose, so imo it was likely a hate crime.

Morella - 1950s - 70s??

Okay so, Morella. we know the least about her. with will we can guess that he was lower class and stuff, but all we know abt Morella is that she’s Irish. Shepards pie and Guinness is pretty timeless. The reason I say 50s to 70s is bc according to Remigoesinsane the clasp to her locket started to be used around that time! that’s all I have on her tbh, a theory of mine is that she died in a factory accident trying to save someone when the machinery went crazy, but that’s mostly it.

Ada - 1930s

Ada’s clothes in her death flashback match those worn by maids in the 1930s, and the lingerie she wears in the manor also matches lingerie worn in the 30s. It would also make sense for Ada’s character to be from the 30s. That decade was called the “somber thirties” bc of how fucked up the economy was after the stock market crash. It was a major time of economic disparity, and Ada’s obsession with trying to seem upper class elite could stem from not having much when she died. She probably sees nevermore as a blank slate, a place where people will see her as more than just “the help” would also make sense that the man that killed her was a rich guy using his power to take advantage of her and get away with the crime. Especially since the poem, Tamerlane, was from the pov of a rich guy lamenting a relationship he had with a lower class girl named Ada.

Prospero ✨

PROSPERO! prospero drinks espresso with his chosen last meal, which was invented in 1901. I think he died from tuberculosis. For a long time a major cause of death has been tuberculosis. So much so that Victorians made it a beauty standard. A major inspiration of Poe himself was tuberculosis, in the masque of red death, along with the grief he was left with after his wife died from it. It rots your lungs, makes you cough up your bloodied respiratory system until you suffocate in it. In the maze, prospero says he felt queasy, like something was crawling under his skin when he died. When prospero cuts his hand, he says he’s going to be sick, and tells Annabel that he’s afraid of blood. (Probably specifically his own blood bc u know he was feeding people to rats like minutes before that) This, coupled with the imagery of blood pouring out from his plague mask when he says the “queasy, like something was crawling under my skin” line, makes me think his death involved a lot of blood! And as I said before tuberculosis was like really gross and bloody and gory. Furthermore, this quote from the writer is SO interesting

In the poem prosperos namesake is in, the masque of red death, the prince prospero, hiding and ignoring a sickness ravaging his country, decides to host a huge party! Everyone’s having a grand old time, the festivities only pausing when the clock strikes, leaving everyone in a dread filled silence, the party picking up almost immediately after and brushing it off. Eventually the plague does get in though and kill them all because they ignored the feeling of dread.

The prince and the party goers die because the prince is blissfully and willfully ignorant of the disease. Bc their hubris didn’t allow them to see the threat of it. Nevermores prospero, however, is obsessed with staying healthy/hygienic as possible. He wears his gloves even when he eats, hates being touched, almost throws up when he cuts his hand. He hallucinates a thousand dirty hands grabbing him and trying to perform an operation on him with disgusting germy tools. He sees the hand he cut amputated, imagining that the wound got so infected that it had to be removed. He stares in horror at his hand before Ada even makes eye contact with him. My theory is Prospero grew up hearing terrible stories of people dying from infection, disease. He heard of people slowly drowning in their own blood. He decided to take every precaution, he simply wouldn’t allow that to be his fate. After Ada attacks him he tells Annabel “you must think me neurotic” for being so upset over the blood on his hand. This feels, so specific and intentional to me. Not just because Annabel dealt with her anxiety and her dad treating her panic attacks like he did, and this is a whole “omg look they’re bonding” moment, but bc, immediately after he tries to assure her that “im not, you know, im perfectly sane” like shit like this has happened before, where ppl called him neurotic for being that sick at the sight of his own blood, or that obsessed with hygiene. The irony being that, he spent his life obsessing over staying healthy, so much so that people called him neurotic, only to die that slow gory death anyway.

That whole, prospero dying from tb tangent aside tho, how it correlates to the time of his death. He probably died in the early 1900s, the earliest being 1901-1906ish, bc again, that’s when espresso started gaining popularity. My guess is he died around the 20s, ik the tb vaccine came out around the 20s, but people still died of it after and are still dying/contracting it today, and in the 20s there were a lot of Italians emigrating to America, and prospero is so aggressively Italian American (eating espresso and cannoli with chocolate chips for his last meal) that it’d make sense. So woo!

Monty - 1910s

Monty is a cowwwwboyyyyyy. The Wild West pretty much tapered out around the early 1900s. He can’t be that recent. He also mentions calamity Jane so that definitely puts him past the 1800s. He seemed to have a pretty wild life, kicked in the head by a horse, tooth knocked out by a human, tied to train tracks and left for dead after calling the pastors daughter loose. crazy guy crazy time

Will ???

Will is so plain i cannot get a read on where hes from im sorry

obligatory thank you for making it to the end, I barely made it myself, this was sitting in my drafts for weeks before I decided to just get it over with. <<333

#nevermore webtoon #lenore nevermore #annabel lee nevermore #white raven #ada nevermore #duke nevermore #morella nevermore #prospero nevermore #berenice nevermore #will nevermore #pluto nevermore #eulalie nevermore

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asoftepiloguemylove · 1 year

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all three of us were drowning, and we didn't know how to save each other, but there was an understanding that we were drowning together.

Hera Lindsay Bird Mirror Traps excerpt from "Hera Lindsay Bird" / Fariha Róisín excerpt from How to Cure a Ghost / Aeschylus excerpt from The Oresteia / Fariha Róisín excerpt from How to Cure a Ghost / unknown / Gillian Flynn excerpt from Dark Places / John Mayer In the Blood / unknown

i. Hera Lindsay Bird, Mirror Traps

[ "there is something wrong with you // there is something wrong with you that is also wrong with me" ]

ii. Fariha Róisín, How to Cure a Ghost

[ "sometimes i forget how i got here. / sometimes i forget how much i didn't want to survive." ]

iii. Aeschylus, The Orestia

[ "ORESTES This was always going to happen. / She's been dead since the beginning." ]

iv. Fariha Róisín, How to Cure a Ghost

[ "Your father could have been kinder, he could have been gentler, he could have held his tongue and his fists." ]

v. unknown

[ "I was not a loveable child, and I'd grown into a deeply unlovable adult. Draw a picture of my soul , and it's be a scribble with fangs." ]

vi. Gillian Flynn, Dark Places

[ "i don't want to just survive anymore, mom. / it hurts it hurts it hurts, mom." ]

vii. John Mayer, In the Blood

[ "How much of my mother has my mother left in me? / How much of my love will be insane to some degree? / How much of my father am I destined to become? / Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?" ]

viii. unknown

[ "All my mother wanted at the end of her life was to understand. Had she been the victim of an injustice, or was it she who responsible for her unhappiness? I am quite familiar with her unhappiness, I could even claim it to be mine too, but that would be asserting too" ]

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nightfurylover31 · 3 months

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Maybe it’s an odd time to bring it up, but it is Valentine’s Day. Sonamy and Sonally have been one of the biggest ship wars in the franchise. Thankfully, it doesn’t seem to be as much of a thing as it used to be, but there is still occasional bashing or something. After some deep thought, I think I came up with an answer to make both sides happy.

It has nothing to do with Amy or Sally. It depends on the VERSION of Sonic.

When you think about it, Archie/SatAM Sonic and Mainline Sonic are actually pretty different. With SatAM and Archie, Sonic was born in a monarchy and had a steady home, even when fighting in a war. He’s used to being in one place. He also fought Robonik/Eggman because he had to, freeing the planet and restoring the kingdom. As for the games and IDW, Sonic travels the world and fights Eggman because he wants to, not because he has to. It may not seem like much, but they are key factors. These different lifestyles show more of who would be a better partner for him. Sally has responsibilities as a princess and leader. Even if Eggman is defeated for good, she will still be bound to these duties. Amy, on the other hand, is more adventurous and loves trying new things. She may settle down at times, but she still loves to travel. Both girls are compassionate and ready to help others and can even take the lead when they have to, but go about it in different ways. Sonally is a case of opposites attract and Sonamy is more kindred spirits.

While Sonic and Sally clash at times over how to plan, they work together to pull them off. They are more at ease when they don’t have to be on missions, and more overt about dating. They are also childhood friends in these continuities, knowing each other longer than their other friends. This led to their feelings becoming stronger over time. Sally has grown more into being on the battlefield, but usually works more behind the scenes or deals with the more technical or planning while Sonic takes most of the action.

Sonic and Amy both love adventure and sometimes act before they think. They also go out of their way to help others without a second thought. Amy may be a big romantic, but her relationship with Sonic nowadays is more on the subtle side and no less important and sweet. She used to chase after Sonic, but wasn’t so blinded to put her own desires ahead of others. Amy is also one of the first people Sonic met in his fights against Eggman. Amy also trained herself to be stronger to stand by Sonic’s side so she could protect him like how he protects her.

I do want to talk about the X Years Later/Light Mobius arcs in Archie. In that timeline, Sonic and Sally are married and rule as king and queen. While at times he’s not always happy with being king, he loves Sally enough to accept it. He was even willing to be her royal consort until they could be wed in Archie issue #124 (which is probably the most out of character moment compared to his game counterpart ever). And while we never see Amy in those arcs, Ian Flynn has said a few times on the Bumblekast he thinks Amy would be traveling around with the Time Stones. I thought that was a cool idea, and that feels more like the kind of life the mainline Sonic would want to have.

I kind of feel obliged to bring up Elise. Most people may not like it, and I prefer them as friends, but she was also written as a love interest. Anyway, in one scene Elise asks Sonic if he’ll leave after Dr. Eggman and his plans for Soleanna are stopped, which the hedgehog confirms. Despite what feelings he may have for Elise, he’s not going to give up his lifestyle just to be with her. And I do not mean to make it sound mean, it’s just who he is. A free spirit, free as the wind. And in Sonic and the Black Knight, he is revealed to be the true King Arthur, but he doesn’t accept it. He’s uncomfortable with how the other knights bow to him. I find it hard to believe this Sonic would want that kind of life for anyone, even if Sally was part of the main continuity. She wouldn't give up her duties for him either. A steady relationship or royal lifestyle just isn’t for Sonic’s game counterpart. In issue #2 of IDW, Amy knows Sonic can't be held down and respects his decisions. She loves Sonic for who he is and doesn’t want to change him. Instead, she’s fine with just going on adventures with him. Living in the moment. It’s not the life she initially wanted with him, but it’s enough for now. It does feel like they have become closer after Forces. The game was far from the best, but the premise of spending six month apart is a good way to build something up for them.

The reboot in Archie kind of proves this point about the relationships as well, albeit unintentionally. While the main reason is the new mandates were that game characters could not date, Sonic and Amy felt a lot closer than before. Sonic and Sally were also confirmed to only have a platonic relationship in the new timeline. This is due to Sonic’s past now being closer to his game counterpart rather than SatAM. He’s still part of the Freedom Fighters, but still has his world traveling roots. For example, he came to Mobotropolis after Eggman took over instead of living in the city at the time.

Sonamy and Sonally are both valid ships and deserve support. But don’t hate on the other when it’s the version of Sonic that truly matters for deciding who is the better match for him.

#sonamy #sonally #sonic the hedgehog #sally acorn #amy rose #archie sonic #idw sonic #satam #sonic idw

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lorcandidlucienwill · 6 months

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Ranking the top 10 most pathetic SJM men

10: Ithan Holstrom Come on, if you didn't think him simping for Bryce after knowing her for like 5 seconds was pathetic then idk what is. Also, him being mad about the Fendyr heir being enslaved and stealing fire sprites for revenge will never not be hilarious

9: Fenrys Moonbeam Bro was so desperate to escape Maeve that he almost killed himself. Then he had that "You'd rather my queen die than your king" line. Like bro is Aelin's dog at this point.

8. Eris Vanserra Thanks to @kateduchessofdolittle for making me see how pathetic Eris is.

-Fiancee goes to *great lengths* to get out their engagement. After all that, bro still bailed her out by dealing with her father Keir in ACOSF

- Got to be a passive little bitch to monster father

- seems to be a surrogate father to the *worst* people

- he's giving mama's boy

- his allies taunt him with another engagement and she laughs in his face too

At least he has his dogs.

7. Hunt Athalar Not sure how to explain this one. It's just the *vibes*

6. Tarquin Poor Tarquin. I felt so bad for him during that Feyre-Tarquin scene in ACOMAF (one of these days I shall write the Feyquin fanfic and rectify Feyre's mistakes here).

5. Ruhn Danaan You may be surprised Ruhn is so high up on this list. But bro, Hypaxia duped him so badly. Also, he was so desperate to get back in his sister Bryce's good books. Here are just a few examples from the book:

Ruhn bared his teeth at Maximus as the glowering vamp headed toward the golden steps. “Riso called me a few minutes ago and said you were here. With that fucking creep.” “Excuse me?” Her voice sharpened. It had nothing to do with the fact that she highly doubted the diplomatic club owner had used those terms. Riso was more the type to say, She’s with someone who might cause the dancing to cease. Which would have been Riso’s idea of Hel. Ruhn said, “Riso can’t risk tossing Tertian to the curb—he implied the prick was being handsy and you needed backup.” A purely predatory gleam entered her brother’s eyes. “Don’t you know what Tertian’s father does?” She grinned, and knew it didn’t reach her eyes. None of her smiles did these days. “I do,” she said sweetly. Ruhn shook his head in disgust. Bryce leaned forward to grab her drink, each movement controlled—if only to keep from taking the water and throwing it in his face. “Shouldn’t you be home?” Ruhn asked. “It’s a weekday. You’ve got work in six hours.” “Thanks, Mom,” she said.

She just opened the door. “If you hear anything about the Viper Queen, call me.” Ruhn stiffened, his heart thundering. “Do not provoke her.” “Bye, Ruhn.” He was desperate enough that he said, “I’ll go with you to—” “Bye.”

She flinched as Ruhn said at her ear, “You don’t need to see this.” This was another murder. Another body. Another year. A medwitch even knelt before the body, a wand buzzing with firstlight in her hands, trying to piece the corpse—the girl—back together. Ruhn tugged her away, toward the screen and open air beyond— The movement shook her loose. Snapped the droning in her ears. She yanked her body free from his grip, not caring if anyone else saw, not caring that he, as head of the Fae Aux units, had the right to be here. “Don’t fucking touch me.” Ruhn’s mouth tightened. But he looked over her shoulder to Hunt. “You’re an asshole.”

Ruhn was in the apartment lobby when Fury dropped her off. Tharion left them at the docks, saying he was going to help haul in the seized synth shipment, and Fury departed fast enough that Bryce knew she was heading out to make sure the Viper Queen didn’t abscond with any of it, either. Ruhn said nothing as they rode the elevator. But she knew Fury had told him. Summoned him here. Her friend had been messaging someone on the walk back from the docks. And she’d spied Flynn and Declan standing guard on the rooftops of her block, armed with their long-range rifles. Her brother didn’t speak until they were in the apartment, the place dark and hollow and foreign. Every piece of clothing and gear belonging to Hunt was like an asp, ready to strike. That bloodstain on the couch was the worst of all. Bryce made it halfway across the great room before she puked all over the carpet. Ruhn was instantly there, his arms and shadows around her. She could feel her sobs, hear them, but they were distant. The entire world was distant as Ruhn picked her up and carried her to the couch, keeping away from that spot where she’d yielded herself entirely to Hunt. But he made no comment about the bloodstain or any lingering scent. 4. Lucien Vanserra (or Spell-Cleaver? Vanserra sounds better)

Ah, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien. My poor baby just wants somebody to marry him. Does it get any more pathetic than "I'm a mated male now?" My man prepares for rejection every holiday without fail. He and Lucien did not exchange gifts, though the male had brought a gift for Feyre and one for his mate, who barely thanked him after opening the pearl earrings. Cassian’s heart strained at the pain etching deep into Lucien’s face as he tried to hide his disappointment and longing. 3. Chaol Westfall I don't think many people remember Lithaen, but Chaol was in love with her and she fucked Dorian's cousin instead. Also there was this:

Babe, ily but wtf. You ran into a different fucking dimension to save your ex-girlfriend's DOG??? Talk about pathetic. 2. Lorcan Salvaterre Bro abandoned the queen he served more loyally than any of the rest of the cadre the moment a tiny little human with witch blood showed a little cleavage and bossed him around. Bro wanted to be someone's bitch SO BAD. He RIPPED his shirts up for her periods even after she refused to even speak with him and said she hopes he's miserable and spends the rest of his life alone (and threatened to gut Rowan and Gavriel if they ever told her it was him). He swore a blood oath to his greatest enemy just to protect her and lost the will to live when she called him a monster. Absolutely fucking pathetic and we love him for it. 1. Tamlin It was a close fight to first, but nobody can beat Tamlin in the pathetic category. For one, of all the love interests we have seen, he is in possession of the least rizz. Negative rizz, actually. Lucien actually roasted him so badly for his negative rizz, and Lucien personally backed off so Tamlin and his negative rizz could rizz up Feyre. Bro sacrificed all of PRYTHIAN to keep Feyre safe, bartered with his enemy to get her back, only to have her destroy his court. Even after that, he saved her life at the Hybern camp and revived her mate. And unlike the others above, he didn't get the girl, and probably won't get any girl, actually. We could always put him up for adoption and one of the members of the fandom can take him? Maybe??? Maybe @kateduchessofdolittle will take him.

#ithan holstrom #fenrys moonbeam #eris vanserra #hunt athalar #tarquin #ruhn danaan #lucien vanserra #chaol westfall #lorcan salvaterre #tamlin

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sugasiren · 3 months

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~ARIES~ The Queens of Romance 👑❤️👑

Aries Women are always the ultimate Leading Ladies in the most memorable Romantic Films. Have you ever noticed?! Especially in those with a classic or historical edge to them. And deeply whimsical ones that truly make you feel swept up in a Fairytale. ✨️ The examples are endless!

In most of these films, the female Protagonist knows how to challenge the man without losing her Feminine Essence. 🦋 She's authentic & stays true to her beliefs. Youthful yet mature. Lively, smart, adventurous & beautiful - she [Aries] easily captures the heart of her Knight In Shining Armor! 💪 And truly blossoms.

In addition to that, these women are often paired onscreen with Venus-Dominant Men who offer the perfect contrast to her Martian Energy. Venus + Mars together makes for a truly fiery & sensuously juicy romantic affair! ❤️ With much dignity still intact. It's also quite common to see these Aries Actresses matched with Plutonian Partners due to the loyalty factor & the deeply intoxicating intensity between them as Lovers. 🔥 And! the joint Mars-on-Mars Energy creates explosive passion for viewers to sop-up like a biscuit. So it all makes sense.

Pride & Prejudice (2005)

👑 Starring: Keira Knightley (Aries Sun)

👑 Partner: Matthew MacFayden (Libra Sun)

Dangerous Beauty (1998)

✨️ Starring: Catherine McCormack (Aries Sun)

✨️ Partner: Rufus Sewell (Scorpio Sun)

Romeo + Juliet (1996)

👑 Starring: Claire Danes (Aries Sun)

👑 Partner: Leonardo DiCaprio (Scorpio Sun)

Romeo & Juliet (1968)

✨️ Starring: Olivia Hussey (Aries Sun)

✨️ Partner: Leonard Whiting (Cancer Sun)

Bridgerton (Season 1)

👑 Starring: Phoebe Dynevor (Aries Sun)

👑 Partner: Regé-Jean Page (Taurus Sun)

Bridgerton (Season 2)

✨️ Starring: Simone Ashley (Aries Sun)

✨️ Partner: Jonathan Bailey (Taurus Sun)

Little Mermaid (2023)

👑 Starring: Halle Bailey (Aries Sun)

👑 Partner: Jonah Hauer-King (Gemini Sun)

Cinderella (2015)

✨️ Starring: Lily James (Aries Sun)

✨️ Partner: Richard Madden (Gemini Sun)

Maleficent/Sleeping Beauty (2014)

👑 Played by: Elle Fanning (Aries Sun)

👑 Partner: Brenton Thwaites (Leo Sun)

Sleeping Beauty (1959)

✨️ Voiced by: Mary Costa (Aries Sun)

✨️ Partner: Bill Shirley (Cancer Sun)

✨️💛✨️💛✨️

~HONORABLE MENTIONS~

Atonement 2007: Keira Knightley (Aries Sun), James McAvoy (Taurus Sun)

Emma 2020: Anya Taylor-Joy (Aries Sun), Johnny Flynn (Pisces Sun)

Little Women 2019: Saoirse Ronan & Emma Watson (Aries Suns), Timothée Chalamet (Capricorn Sun) & James Norton (Cancer Sun)

Sense & Sensibility 1995: Emma Thompson (Aries Sun), Hugh Grant (Virgo Sun)

Walk The Line 2005: Reese Witherspoon (Aries Sun), Joaquin Phoenix (Scorpio Sun)

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Mr & Mrs Loving 1996: Lela Rochon (Aries Sun), Timothy Hutton (Leo Sun)

Beauty & Beast 2017: Emma Watson (Aries Sun), Dan Stevens (Libra Sun)

♈️❤️♈️❤️♈️

I hope you enjoyed the read! If this resonated with you please like, share and follow. ✨️

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luvangelbreak · 2 months

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please please PLEAKSE do a fic where Chris or Matt bullied the reader in highschool and they see eachother in the highschool reunion and the reader is hot

Remember Me

christopher sturniolo x alice reyna (female!oc) summary: as requested above warnings: swearing, mentions of bullying word count: 2.1k a/n: i loveeee this request, perhaps a part 2 if y'all like this?? also pls read my pinned post regarding the whole reader & y/n situation !!

not proofread!!

It had been 5 years since Alice finished school and since she had graduated, she had decided to get her life together. She no longer had to deal with her immature peers harassing her every day and she had never felt more free. She perfected her style and how to dress for her body shape, learned how to cut her hair to suit her face as well as what colours suited her best. She decided at the last minute to go to her high school reunion, already regretting her decision when she arrived in her car in the parking lot.

With a sigh, she checked her makeup in the mirror and made sure her hair sat nicely on her shoulders before jumping out of the car, bag in hand as she slipped her keys and phone into the bag. She entered the doors of the gymnasium, a familiar feeling hitting her as she looked around at the groups of people littered around the place.

"Alice?" she heard a woman's voice chirp to her left and she turned her head to see one of her few close friends from school, someone she had long forgotten about since she moved away.

"Emily," she smiled, walking over to the small group of people the blonde-haired girl was standing with, "It's been so long. How are you? What are you doing these days?"

"Oh my god so much! Got my English degree, had a baby boy, got engaged," she twinkled her left hand out in front of Alice and the dark-haired girl gasped at the massive rock on her old friend's finger, grabbing her hand and admiring the way it shone in the light.

"Holy shit. I can't believe how much has happened within four years," Alice shook her head in disbelief, remembering the last time the pair had spoken was before they both went into their sophomore year of college.

"What about you? Did it work out with Flynn?" she asked and Alice shook her head, a small smile appearing on her lips.

"We decided to go different ways. I've been single for a little over a year now but I prefer it this way for now," Alice explained and Emily nodded understandingly.

"Oh, come talk to everyone," Emily linked her arm with Alice's, dragging her closer to the small group of people before Emily called, "Guys, it's Alice!"

Layla heard a chorus of greetings as she smiled at everyone, sending a wave to them all before one person in particular caught her eye.

He looks exactly the same, she thought to herself as his eyes met hers. His jaw seemed to drop as he scanned her up and down and she mimicked his actions. He wore a black and white Stussy crewneck, black baggy cargo pants and white airforces. Chris Sturniolo still looked like the same douchebag she knew when she left this place.

She looks completely different, he thought to himself as his eyes scanned her multiple times. She looked healthier and fitter with more light in her eyes as he looked around her face. She wore a tight-fitting long-sleeve floor-length dress with black heels, her sleek look making her look even more different to him. Alice Reyna looked completely different to the dorky girl he knew when he left this place.

"Chris," Alice shortly said, giving him a tight-lipped smile with a nod which he returned quickly, diverting his attention to someone else but his mind stayed on her.

She tried to ignore his presence as she engaged herself in small talk with the rest of the group but having him in the same room they were in 5 years ago brought back so many memories it was hard to disregard him.

She excused herself from the group, walking over to the table that was littered with snacks and drinks, grabbing herself a handful of pretzels.

"Hey," she heard a familiar voice say and she spun around, Chris staring through her soul but she didn't let it show that she didn't want him here. She had moved on and she was over it, she would be the bigger person like she always had been.

"Hi," she responded dryly, a small smile on her lips to hide her distaste. Chris saw right through her facade but he knew he couldn't blame her.

"You look different," he stated and she nodded, snacking on some of the pretzels.

"You don't," she responded quickly, eating the rest of the pretzels before getting herself a can of lemonade.

"Listen," he said moving closer to her as she frowned at him, "I'm sorry for everything I said to you. I know I'm five years late but I was such a fucking asshole to you and I didn't even know why."

"Yeah," she shrugged, taking a sip of her lemonade before speaking again, "You were a fucking asshole. I just hope you aren't now."

"I learned my lesson, trust me. I've been trying to make up for what I did since then. I was just immature and I liked getting a rise out of people," he shrugged as he looked down at his shoes briefly, thinking back to all the mistakes he made, "I think it was harder to get a rise out of you and that's why I didn't stop."

"You're lucky I'm a naturally patient person," she raised her eyebrows, still unimpressed with his apology, "And I'm also not a snitch. I might've been a nerd but I wasn't a tattle tail like you always claimed I was."

"Who was it that got me suspended then?" he asked out of curiosity, thinking back to when he got suspended for a week after writing all over Alice's locker.

Alice smirked, taking another sip of the lemonade before she answered, "Emily, actually. She promised me you would never find out who told and I guess she was right."

"I'm glad someone did," Chris smiled lightly, sliding his hands into the pockets of his pants as he swayed on his feet, "That's when I started getting my shit together."

"That's when you started only tormenting me," she pointed out and his expression turned apologetic.

"I figured out why I liked getting a rise out of you after that though," he shrugged and suddenly Alice was interested in what he had to say. She had always wondered what made her Chris Sturniolo's number-one enemy in school.

"Why?" she asked, leaning towards him as he peered at her, their eyes being on the same level since she had heels on.

"Because I thought that was the only way you would talk to me. You seemed so smart and put together and it made me mad that I wasn't like you," he explained, an annoyed look on his face as he continued reminiscing on his past self, "I envied you and I didn't know how to deal with it so I decided to be a dickhead instead. I don't know what I was thinking."

Alice's face was in a downturned smile, thinking back to all the times he had tortured her. He would always make comments about her school work or the fact she was a goody-two-shoes. He threw food at her after he heard she was top of their class and wrote on her locker the day she found out she was valedictorian.

"So instead of congratulating me like everybody else, you're first thought was to torture me instead and ruin every good memory I had with my academics?" she asked, a raised eyebrow with a slightly amused smile on her lips, "You are a fucking piece of work, Chris."

"I know, it was dumb. But I was a dumb kid, I still feel stupid now but I at least know how to handle that feeling," his smile turned apologetic again as he glanced down at her dress, "You look like you've done well for yourself regardless of my stupid decisions. What do you do now?"

"I got my bachelor's in child psychology. I'm hoping to be a student counsellor or something of that sort," she explained a proud smile on her lips, "Help kids who go through what I did."

"So you could say," he trailed off, a mischievous smirk on his lips as he did so, "You owe me your career."

"Alright, I can barely tolerate being here right now. Don't push your luck," she deadpanned, not daring to let the smile peek through her lips that she held back.

"You're right, my bad," he raised his hands in defence, a smirk still on his face, "That is really good though."

"What about you?" she asked, taking another sip of her drink as she adjusted the bag on her arm.

"Uh, I own a clothing brand. It's based in LA," he explained and she raised her eyebrows in shock, "What's that look for?"

"I just didn't expect a man who dressed like he was homeless in high school to have a clothing brand," she answered honestly making him chuckle before nodding in agreement.

"Yeah well, people change. Clearly," he gestured between them both and she now let the smile peek through her lips, noticing that it seemed like he genuinely had changed.

He may look the same and talk the same way but he carried himself differently. He seemed more confident and less arrogant, quieter and less attention-seeking. Maybe he had finally grown up, she thought to herself.

"Ali!" Emily called to Alice making her head turn before the blonde-haired girl waved Alice over toward the group again. Alice nodded towards her friend before looking back at Chris.

"You comin'?" she asked, a small smile still on her lips and he nodded, grabbing himself a can of lemonade before trailing behind her. He couldn't help but let his eyes scan her body once more, his thoughts travelling to things he wouldn't dare say out loud.

5 years ago, she was a small, frail girl who lacked the confidence Chris knew she had in her. Now she was a woman, her body filled perfectly and she radiated confidence as she walked across the gymnasium. Heads turned to look at her, shocked by the fact she was here looking the way she was and Chris felt eyes on him as well, probably wondering why he was following behind her when in high school, he made it clear he wanted to do nothing but torment her.

Chris never thought he would see her again but now that he had, it made him regret his choices even more. He always knew he was a douchebag in high school, he was deflecting a lot and he didn't understand his emotions at the time. But now as he stood beside Alice, hearing her laugh ring in his ears that still sounded the same as when he passed her in the halls, he decided he would spend the rest of his life making it up to her.

"Chris!" he heard the familiar voice of his childhood friend call. He spun around to see Nate walking into the gym and Chris smiled as he approached, "I didn't think you were coming."

"Nick and Matt thought it would be a good idea. Ya know, makeup with the people I was an asshole to," Chris shrugged, dapping up his friend who he hadn't talked to in a few days, "I thought you said you weren't coming either."

"Em convinced me," he rolled his eyes and Emily turned around, interrupting her conversation with Alice to focus her attention on her fiancee, "Speak of the devil."

"You said you would be here 15 minutes ago," Emily furrowed her eyebrows as she walked towards Nate, placing a kiss on his cheek and he gave her an apologetic smile.

"Got held back at work, my love. I'm sorry," he placed a quick peck on her lips as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

"You failed to mention your fiancee was Nate," Alice spoke up, a surprised look on her face but still somewhat amused and Emily gave her a sheepish look.

"I forget how little we know about each other now. It feels like time hasn't passed," Emily gave her an apologetic smile and Alice returned one with a shake of her head.

Chris couldn't agree less, he felt like so much in his life had changed in the past 5 years and he knew Alice felt the same. She looked completely different, she felt completely different because she was completely different. He just hoped her could prove to her that he was a changed man.

"We're going to a diner after this. Do you guys wanna join?" Nate offered, looking between Chris and Alice and the pair looked at each other briefly.

"Sure," Chris shrugged, knowing he had nowhere to be and his gaze met Alice's shortly.

"Uh, I don't know," Alice trailed off and Emily pulled away from Nate to step towards Alice.

"Please, Ali. We have so much to talk about!" she pleaded with her old friend and Alice hesitated for a moment before nodding reluctantly.

"Okay," she agreed quietly and Emily squealed to herself quietly before clapping her hands, her infectious joy radiating off of her the same way it had always done.

Why am I doing this? Alice thought to herself as she turned her attention back to Chris.

I'm so glad I'm doing this. Chris thought to himself as his eyes caught hers.

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waltywhitey · 4 months

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🌟🌟 How the Breaking Bad crew would react to you coming out as trans 🥰🏳️‍⚧️🌟🌟

Notes: hi!!!! I'm a new writer and I just wanted to start with some breaking bad and better call Saul headcanons! Hope you enjoy!!!

Warnings: none

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✨ Walter White ✨

🔆 Apprehensive at first since he doesn't really understand gender

🔆 Grew up old fashioned but will eventually come around

🔆 He's a teacher so he has to be understanding and use your correct pronouns

🔆 He further explores LGBTQ+ issues and gender rights and is a proud ally

🔆 He attends Albuquerque's pride festival

✨ Jesse Pinkman ✨

🔆 He's your best friend since moving to Albuquerque

🔆 Once you tell him, he gets really excited about learning this

🔆 He's so happy that he shows you his top scars in solidarity

🔆 Jesse never told anyone that he's trans too -- bonding you both closer together

✨ Saul Goodman ✨

🔆 Doesn't understand pronouns or being gay

🔆 Admits that he was gay for a bit in highschool

🔆 He'll refer to you with your preferred pronouns so he doesn't lose you as a client

🔆 He will protect you against hate crimes

🔆 He will also fight for your right to gender affirming care

🔆 He also wears a trans pin next to his blue ribbon to tell other potential clients that he supports all the queers

✨ Gus Fring ✨

🔆 You are one of his employees and confide in him that another coworker called you a transphobic slur

🔆 Gus does not allow discrimination in the work place and has the coworker fired

🔆 He consoles you in his office and asks what your preferred pronouns are and promises to make sure everyone refers to you as such

🔆 During June, Gus has a special trans meal that comes with a free trans flag and all proceeds go to an LGBTQ+ organization

🔆 Los Pollos Hermanos also has a float in the Albuquerque pride festival

✨ Mike Ehrmantaut ✨

🔆 Silence

✨ Skyler White ✨

🔆 You're best friends with her son, Walt Jr.

🔆 She's seen you grow up so when you come out as trans she's a bit shocked

🔆 At first she'll ask how you know and forbid Flynn from hanging out with you

🔆 Her son bashes her for being transphobic and says that he is going to run away

🔆 Skyler calms down and thinks things through

🔆 Eventually she promises to not be transphobic around you

🔆 At first she'll struggle with your preferred pronouns but she'll get it

🔆 Over time she'll become an ally and be accepting when Walt Jr. comes out as bi

✨Marie Schrader✨

🔆 You come out to Marie and she is very supportive

🔆 Marie stole your goddamn estrogen pills

✨ Hank Schrader ✨

🔆 You're one of Marie's coworkers and best friend

🔆 She invites you over for dinner where you admit to them both that you are trans

🔆 Marie is very supportive but Hank looks at you with a face of confusion and disgust

🔆 He doesn't believe in more than two genders and that you can be a different gender than what you were born as

🔆 He refuses to use your preferred pronouns and tells Marie that he doesn't want you back in his house

🔆 Hank tells his coworkers about you and Gomez gets on to him for being transphobic

🔆 After awhile Hank is indifferent to you at the least and tries to use your preferred pronouns

🏳️‍⚧️💗 BOUNOS 💗🏳️‍⚧️

✨ Kim Wexler ✨

🔆 At first she'll be confused because she thought you were pansexual

🔆 You'll explain to her that gender and sexuality are different and she'll quickly catch on

🔆 Once you tell her your preferred pronouns, she'll immediately start using them

🔆 She'll research all about LGBTQ+ history and current issues and promises to fight against any hate crime related cases for you

🔆 As she furthers he studies of sexuality and gender, she later comes out as non-binary

✨ Lalo Salamanca ✨

🔆 He finds you hotter

✨ Nacho Varga ✨

🔆 You're a cousin of the Salamancas

🔆 You'll befriend him as he seems like the least menacing of Salamanca's men

🔆 After awhile, you'll come out to him and he'll be shocked at first but then happy

🔆 He congratulates you on this big step and that it wasn't easy coming out to a member of the cartel

🔆 He'll ask what your preferred pronouns are and uses them right away

🔆 He eventually asks you to join his polycule

✨ Chuck McGill ✨

🔆 Dies

✨ Howard Hamlin ✨

🔆 You work for HHM as a paralegal

🔆 Howard spots the paperwork for a name change on your desk and questions you

🔆 You come out as trans and he'll be gladly shocked

🔆 He'll ask what your preferred pronouns are and enforce them with the whole company

🔆 He'll even offer to drive you down to the court for you to finalize the name change

(Tumblr has a 10 images per post limit I'm sorry Nacho and Howard 💔)

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Not A Relationship Guy

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Requeted by Anon! This is the Tristan Flynn part of "Az or Flynn" lol. Thanks again for enabling me to write about my faves! Hope you like it! Also, Happy Valentine's Day everybody!

Fandom: Crescent City

Summary: Bryce's good friend from Nidaros has moved to Crescent City with her, and quickly made an impression on a certain fae lord. But she's not interested in a one-night stand, and Flynn has made it clear before that he's not really a relationship guy.

Word Count: 5,252

Category: Angst, Fluff, Humor

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When I'd first come to Crescent City, I hadn't known anyone other than Bryce. We'd grown up together in Nidaros, and now as adults, we'd maintained our close friendship even after she moved away. About a month ago, I'd joined her, following her move to the big city. I'd been terrified and out of my depth, with Bryce as my only connection in the massive metropolis. Now, I stood shoulder to shoulder with the top ranking members of the Fae Aux, screaming as we spectated the end of a beer pong game in the middle of a massive house party.

Things had certainly changed.

Declan and his boyfriend Marc stood on one side of the table, competing against a few people I didn't know. I was still relatively new, although my circle had expanded thanks to Bryce. Dec and Marc only had one cup left on their opponent's side, and then the game would be theirs.

The whole room screamed, a mix of heckling and encouragement, as Dec lined up his shot. Bryce hung off my neck, stone cold sober but shouting like the drunkest one in the crowd, which made me smile. Finally, after an extra moment's pause, Dec let the ball fly.

A moment later, it splashed into the cup, making Marc and Dec the winners.

The room erupted into cheers, no matter if people were rooting for or against Dec. A shot like that had to be appreciated.

The other team got a chance at redemption, but couldn't manage to get all of Marc and Dec's cups without missing. The game officially ended, with Marc and Dec's ten game win streak remaining unbroken.

"Boo!" came a loud voice, stepping through the crowd to the side of the table the losers had just vacated. Tristan Flynn stood tall, heckling his best friend across the table. "Somebody needs to take you two down!"

"Somebody just tried, Flynn!" Dec called back. "And you tried a few rounds ago, too. We're untouchable."

He and Marc did a little celebration, and Flynn rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, that was with Ruhn as my partner. I just need a better partner, and then you two are done." His eyes turned to scan the crowd, landing immediately on Brcye.

"Quinlan-"

"Nope. No interest in being your teammate, Flynn."

He put a hand to his chest, mock hurt. "You wound me, Quinlan."

Bryce rolled her eyes. "You'll live. Besides, you're in luck. I happen to have the perfect partner for you."

Flynn raised an eyebrow in question at the same time Bryce gave me a hard shove forward. I turned to glare at her, but she just grinned back and gave me a little 'shoo' gesture. I narrowed my eyes at her even further, but turned back to Flynn anyway.

He watched me with a skeptical gaze. We'd gotten to know each other a little since I'd come to Lunathion, and we generally got along. That didn't make him trust me as a beer pong partner, though.

"Are you any good at pong, sweetheart?" he asked. I shrugged.

"I guess you're gonna find out."

With that, I turned from Flynn to quickly rerack the cups before picking up one of the balls on the table. I turned to Dec and Marc, waiting for one of them to do the same so we could shoot for who went first. They shared a look, then Dec stepped up, grinning at me as he prepared. I could feel Flynn hovering over my shoulder, but I ignored him as Dec and I locked eyes.

"Eye... to... eye," we said in sync, not looking away from each others' eyes as we let our first shots fly. I sank mine, but unfortunately, so did Dec.

I turned to Flynn. He didn't look impressed, exactly, but the wary skepticism had been replaced by a small, crooked smile.

"You're up," I said simply. Flynn didn't hesitate before stepping up to the table and going through the same procedure Dec and I had just done, but with Marc shooting opposite him. Like me, Flynn splashed his into a cup, but Marc's shot narrowly missed and bounced off into the crowd.

I let up a whooping cheer and high-fived Flynn, who was full-on grinning now. Marc and Dec just shook their heads.

"That means nothing," Dec called across the table. "You're both still toast."

"Yeah yeah, talk is cheap," I shot back. "Toss the other ball over here and let's get this upset on the road."

The game was truly a battle for the ages. The majority of the crowd had quickly rallied behind Flynn and I, since Dec and Marc had been dominating for far too long. They continued to sink shot after shot, but so did we. We held our own, using trash talk and head games and anything else we could think of to our advantage as the game went on.

I wasn't normally a super quiet person or anything, but since I'd been new to town and not in any party scenarios with Bryce's friends before this, I hadn't been ridiculously loud either. Now, however, I screamed, cheered, and jeered at the top of my lungs. With every celebration of success and mocking of the other team's misfortune, I caught Flynn staring at me more and more, an appraising look in his eye. I mostly ignored him, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't get a warm feeling in my chest when he grinned at me.

We both stayed focused and at the top of our games until, finally, each team only had one cup left. Marc and Dec had briefly pulled ahead, but Flynn had knocked out one of their cups to tie it. Now, the game rested on me.

"C'mon, you can do this!" shouted Flynn, putting his hands on my shoulders and jumping around a little to hype me up. I nodded, then turned to line up my shot as Flynn stepped back.

Marc and Dec were screaming, waving their hands everywhere to try and throw me off. The crowd screamed and the music blared, but I blocked it all out. I took a deep breath in and let it out slowly, my eyes laser-focused on the cup ahead.

Without giving myself time to second guess, I brought my arm forward and let the ball fly. A second later, it landed with a splash in the final cup of Marc and Dec.

"YES!" roared Flynn, and a moment later my feet had left the ground. He'd wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up in celebration. I laughed, absolutely beaming as Flynn set me down again.

"Alright, alright, it's not over yet!" Marc reminded us, bringing us out of the moment. "We get redemption shots."

"Even if you drag us into overtime, we're untouchable now," Flynn called. Our opponents ignored him, even as I joined Flynn's heckling and the two of us did everything we could think of to distract or psych out our opponents.

Marc shot first, and he missed. Me, Flynn, and apparently everyone else in the room held our breaths as Dec shook out his arm, then lined up his shot. Flynn and I waved our hands around, jumped up and down, and shouted things we thought might distract Dec, moving perfectly in sync like we'd been a team our whole life. Finally, Dec let the ball fly.

Flynn and I ripped our hands back to avoid any accidental interference that would cost us the game, and a split second later, Dec's ball bounced off the rim of our last cup. I reacted like lightning. According to the rules, once it hit the cup, it was fair game. I smacked it out of the way, off the table and into the crowd, before it could fall one way or the other.

"NO!" wailed Dec, sinking to his knees dramatically across the table.

"YES!" Flynn and I screamed in sync, and he picked me up again and spun me around. He put me down a moment later, still beaming, hands still around my waist. Our eyes locked, both caught up in the moment of euphoria, and he leaned towards me just a bit. I smiled, squeezing his arm but turning away to where Marc and Dec were still going through the stages of grief across the table.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to kiss Flynn. But I also knew he wasn't a relationship kind of guy. The three different females I'd seen him make out with throughout the party tonight were testament to that. I didn't want to just kiss him and then try to pretend to go back to normal as friends the next day, so instead, I focused on the euphoria of our win.

Flynn let the moment pass, too, as we gloated over Marc and Dec's defeat. Finally, after significant whining and complaining, they wandered off and another pair stepped up to challenge me and Flynn. We ran the table for the better part of an hour before stepping away to do other things, our win streak still intact.

I stayed at the party with Bryce for a little while longer, dancing and laughing the night away. Flynn joined us for basically all of it, making a point of paying attention to me, talking and laughing with me. He toed the line of flirting more often than not, and never wandered to other parts of the party even though Bryce spent significant time roasting him every chance she got. When she and I finally left the party just after two in the morning, we only got a few steps from the frat house before she turned to me.

"Alright, spill. What's going on with you and Flynn?"

I laughed, gently bumping my shoulder into hers as we walked. "Nothing's going on, Bryce. He's a friend, that's it."

"I've seen how he acts around his friends, and that's not it. I know you're new, but you must've noticed the difference too."

I sighed. "Yeah, I have. And I won't lie, Bryce, he's great. He's funny, I like talking to him and spending time with him. Obviously he's gorgeous. But based on everything I've seen from him, he's not interested in an actual relationship with somebody. Likewise, I'm not interested in making out with somebody at a party and having that be the end of it. So I think it's best if we just stay friends."

Bryce nodded thoughtfully, letting a comfortable silence rest over us for a few blocks as we walked side by side. I thought that was the end of it, but then she chimed in again.

"I've never seen him keep flirting with somebody as long as he did with you tonight. Normally if he hasn't gotten what he wanted in about twenty minutes, he moves on."

I didn't respond. I mean, what was I supposed to say? I wasn't sure Bryce really knew what she was trying to say either, and a second later, she moved on with a curse. I looked at her in question, and she sighed.

"I just got a text from Jesiba. I have to go into work in the morning."

I winced in sympathy, then let Bryce complain to me the rest of the way home. I fell into bed after promising her some kind of baked good when she got home tomorrow to help her get through the work day, and figured that would be the last of the discussion on things with Flynn.

I was very, very wrong.

For the next few weeks, whenever I did any activity that included Flynn, he took every opportunity he got to flirt with me. I never reciprocated, but I didn't totally shut him down either. More than a few of my friends other than Bryce had mentioned it, but I usually brushed their questions off. Flynn and I got on like a wild fire, there was no denying it. But just staying friends, hopefully good friends, still seemed like the best choice to me.

Around a month after Flynn had first started flirting, our whole extended group had decided to go out to the White Raven together to dance the night away and do whatever the hell we wanted to do. Bryce shot me a look on our way out the door, and I raised an eyebrow after locking the door behind us.

"You look good. Are you going to keep ignoring Flynn, or are you finally planning to do something about him tonight?"

I waved her off. "I already told you, Bryce, I'm not-"

"Interested in a one-time thing, yeah, I know. And that's fine. But he's been chasing you for a month. I think you should talk to him, let him know you're not interested."

"I'm sure he'll lose interest soon enough, B. Probably tonight, when he finally gets a break from work to the point that he notices some pretty thing dancing next to him and forgets he ever had a thing for me."

She gave me a skeptical look, but I ignored it. Flynn had become my best friend other than Bryce over the last month, but I wasn't about to start kidding myself that I might be the exception to his lack of interest in relationships.

Bryce and I were the last to arrive, and we found the rest of the group already posted up at a table, the first round of drinks ready to go. Flynn was already out on the dancefloor, and after saying a quick hello to the rest of our friends, I decided to go join him.

"Bryce? You in?"

She grinned and shook her head at me. "Nope. Have fun."

I narrowed my eyes at her, making sure she knew she wasn't being slick and that her implication wasn't appreciated. She blew me a kiss, and I rolled my eyes before turning from the table to go find Flynn on the dancefloor.

"Hey!" he cried, lighting up as soon as he saw me. "Finally!"

He grabbed my hands without hesitation, twirling me around him in the middle of the dancefloor. I smiled and laughed, then fell forward as he pulled me to his chest. I rested my hands on his shoulders, swaying to the beat with him, his beautiful eyes and devilish smile making my heart race. His hands drifted down my waist to rest low on my hips, and it was enough to shake me out of the moment.

I smiled, but put a little more space between us, and Flynn took the hint. He twirled me out and away from him again, and when he pulled me back this time, he dropped my hands. The two of us danced our hearts out, leaving a bit of space between us, letting the music completely take us over. Flynn's eyes still raked over me, but I just grinned back at him as I moved to the beat.

We spent a long, long time out there, dancing our hearts out without caring if we were good, making absolute fools of ourselves. Flynn's eyes stayed locked on me the whole time, that stupid grin never leaving his face. I tried my best to ignore it and just enjoy the moment with the frat boy I'd somehow become best friends with.

Finally, after the song switched again and Flynn showed no signs of slowing down, I had to take a break. I stopped dancing and stepped forward into his space, and Flynn mirrored the move, even leaning down a little so it'd be easier for me to shout into his ear.

"I'm gonna run to the restroom!" I called, still barely able to be heard over the noise. I leaned back and Flynn nodded at me, shooting me one more grin before I turned and headed off through the crowd.

I ducked past all the drunk patrons, and luckily for me, found no line at the bathroom. I paused at the sinks before heading back into the fray to splash some cold water under my eyes, waking me up a little and removing any misbehaving mascara. Then I sighed, gave myself a giant smile in the mirror, and headed for the door back to the rest of the club.

When I stepped into the hallway, to my surprise, I found Flynn standing a few feet from me. He smiled when he caught sight of me, and I came to a stop just in front of him, crossing my arms over my chest and leaning against the wall.

"What are you doing?" I called over the pounding music still coming from the dancefloor. Flynn's grin just widened and he pushed off the wall, moving to stand in front of me. He braced one arm on the wall over my head and leaned in, crowding me and bringing his face down to within inches of mine.

"What I've been wanting to do since we kicked Dec's ass at pool," he responded, his voice low and throaty, just loud enough to be heard over the music. His eyes darted to my lips, and then he was leaning in, intention clear.

My mind went blank as I stared back at him. He was one of the most handsome males I'd ever met, and I really did love talking to him and spending time with him. My heart raced at his proximity, and I'd never admit it to Bryce, but I wanted to kiss him, bad-

But then I thought better of it, as a group of female shifters passed us, staring and giggling into their hands. How many others had Flynn cornered in the hallway like this, for a physical release before he never called them again? How many females in this club had stood in the same place I did now, with the same male?

I pulled away at the last second, ducking under Flynn's arm to get some space from him. He whirled around to look at me with a frown, arms held out at his sides, clearly wondering what the hell I was doing. He took a step towards me and I took one back, which made him freeze on the spot.

"Sweetheart... what's wrong?" he asked, voice laced with confusion and concern. I wrapped my arms around myself and shook my head.

"I don't... I don't want this, Flynn. I don't want to make out with you in a dark club or hookup at the frat house. I don't care that you like to do that, it's your choice and you clearly enjoy it, but I don't. I don't want to be another fling or hookup or whatever before you move onto the next pretty thing that moves."

Flynn scowled. "What? That's not-"

"You've said yourself that you're not a relationship guy, Flynn. I've heard it a dozen times hanging out at the frat house. And that's okay. But I am a relationship person, and I care about you, a lot. Staying friends with you is more important to me than making out with you one time in a club hallway, only for you to turn around and grind with one of the shifters staring you down half an hour later."

Flynn's whole posture deflated, his expression dropping as he looked at me. I pursed my lips together and tried to give him a sympathetic look.

"Sorry, Flynn. I just... I really think this is for the best."

I didn't wait for a response before turning on my heel and heading back out to the dancefloor. I hadn't expected to care so much, but I could feel my heart threatening to shatter in my chest, and I wanted to get out of here before its resolve totally crumpled.

I reached our table to find my friends laughing and talking, Bryce mercifully on one end of the booth. I leaned in when I reached her, and her demeanor immediately became serious when she heard the tone of my voice.

"Hey, I think I'm gonna head home."

She pulled back and whirled around to look at me.

"What? Why?" Her eyes narrowed. "What happened?"

"Nothing happened. I just... I'm ready to go. You don't have to come, I just thought I should let you know."

She scoffed at me, turning away just long enough to scoop up her purse before standing with me.

"Let's go."

I shot her a grateful look, and she linked arms with me without a second look over her shoulder to the males at our table as we headed for the door. I didn't follow her lead, and when I looked back, I saw Flynn up against the wall again, some gorgeous female in front of him and leaning in with obvious intent in her eyes. That little piece of my heart I'd been trying to hold together finally splintered and broke away.

I hadn't wanted to talk about it, but Bryce managed to get the full story out of me before I went to bed. She looked thoughtful, and clearly had some opinions she wanted to share, but I was exhausted and hurting and didn't want to talk about it. Thankfully, that must've shown clearly enough on my face that she let it go.

At least, until I wandered into the kitchen the next morning.

"You look like shit," Bryce said in lieu of good morning, sliding a cup of coffee across the counter towards me. I narrowed my eyes at her, but took the coffee anyway.

"Thanks. That's about how I feel."

"So... do you want to talk about it?"

"No."

"Okay, then I will. Why are you pretending you don't have a thing for him?"

"Who said I was, Bryce? He's absolutely gorgeous and I love spending time with him. He's funny, and chaotic in a good way, and I love talking to him. He's become my best friend here, other than you. But I want to date him, not hookup with him. So there's no point talking about it."

"Are you sure he doesn't want to date you, though?"

I fixed her with a look that communicated clearly how stupid I thought that question was. She shot right back with a fierce look of her own.

"I'm just saying, I haven't seen him with anyone else since you two started hanging out. And he hasn't talked about the single lifestyle since then, either, or even joke-flirted with me."

I sighed and shook my head. "I saw him with somebody as we were leaving the club last night, after I officially shut him down."

Bryce just hummed, eyes narrowed in thought as she sipped her own mug of coffee. I didn't like one thing about that look, so I quickly picked up my mug and headed back to my bedroom.

"I'm getting dressed, and then I'm probably gonna head to the gym. I'll see you tonight!"

I shut the bedroom door behind me before Bryce had a chance to say anything, heaving a sigh of relief the minute it was closed.

I changed quickly, but waited to leave my room until I heard Bryce go into her own. I didn't want to be ambushed and forced into another talk, hence why I was going to the gym in the first place. It would be a good way to lose myself in my music, and to be distracted from feelings by the pain in the rest of my body.

I stayed at the gym for an hour, then took my time showering and getting dressed in the locker room. I stayed under the hot water for a lot longer than usual, trying to wash away the hurt feeling still curled in the center of my chest. It was my own fault, catching feelings for somebody who I knew didn't want a relationship. But that didn't make it any less terrible to try and recover.

When I finally left the gym, the sun was high in the sky, which gave me hope that Bryce might be at work when I got home. I knew I'd have to face her and that thoughtful look she'd had sooner or later, but my preference was later, and I wanted to do everything I could to push that conversation off.

Luckily, our apartment was empty when I pushed back through the door. I sighed, throwing on the first thing that looked good on the tv and heading to the kitchen to make myself some lunch. I'd just settled into the couch and taken the first bite of my sandwich when a knock on the door disturbed me.

Not many people could make it up to our apartment from the lobby, so I knew I couldn't ignore the knock. I set my sandwich down with a huff and crossed the room, not bothering to check the peephole before flinging the door open.

I immediately regretted my decision when I found Tristan Flynn standing before me, a bouquet of flowers in his hands. I frowned, glancing over his shoulder for any sign of the rest of the frat pack, but he was the only one in the hallway.

"Flynn, what- ACHOO!"

My head flung forward violently at the smell of the flowers in Flynn's hands, and I groaned as I straightened up on the other side of the sneezing fit. I looked up at him again, this time through slightly bleary eyes. He looked a little panicked.

"Fuck. Are you allergic to flowers? I told Ruhn it was a stupid idea-"

"Wait, did you bring those for me? Did Ruhn tell you to bring those for me?"

Flynn grimaced. "Yeah. It's a long- hold on."

He cut himself off when he noticed me scrunching my nose, trying to fend off another sneezing fit. He took a few steps back to a pot down the hallway, then with a wave of his hand and a little of his magic, he buried the bouquet in the dirt of the fern.

"Fertilizer," he said, rubbing the back of his neck as he returned to stand before me. "Sorry about that."

"That's okay..." I still sounded a little stuffy, but hopefully that would stop soon now that the flowers were out of nose-range. "What... what are you doing here?"

He sighed, staring at the ground for a few beats before abruptly looking up at me. His warm eyes met my own, and that little shard that had broken off last night dug itself in a little harder, almost making me wince in pain.

"I needed to talk to you. I... came to ask you out."

I laughed. When Flynn's face stayed just as grave and serious as it had been, more serious than I'd ever seen him look, I stopped laughing.

"Wait... are you serious?"

"Yeah, I am. Thanks for laughing, by the way."

"I'm sorry, I just, I don't know. Bringing flowers to my door to ask me on a date doesn't really seem like your thing."

"No shit. I almost killed you with those stupid flowers a minute ago." I cracked a smile again, and finally, a smile made its way onto Flynn's face too. He blew out a long breath, then shook his head. "Look, I know I'm not good at this. I've had a lot of practice and time to get good at other things, but... not this. But I don't want you to be a hookup. I've never had more fun in my life than whenever I spend time with you. You're funny and smart and gorgeous, and I haven't given a shit about other females since you sank that first shot in eye-to-eye. So I'm here to ask you on a real date. For... a real relationship."

His face scrunched up a little at the word, and my eyebrows shot into my hairline.

"You know people are usually excited when they talk about a relationship, right?"

"I am," he said, pinning me with the intense stare he normally reserved for Aux business. "This is just... new to me. I'm figuring it out. But I know that I want you, and no one else. I made fun of Quinlan and Athalar for being so sappy about all that 'dating your best friend' shit, but... having met you, it actually sounds kind of nice."

A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth, especially as Flynn fidgeted in front of me. I'd never seen him nervous like this, probably because he didn't usually fear rejection for meaningless make outs. But that thought brought another image to my mind.

"What about the female in the club last night?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral. I failed, emotion breaking through, but at least I'd tried.

Flynn raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"The one you were getting hot and heavy with when Bryce and I left," I said, crossing my arms over my chest. Flynn just scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Please. She was drunk as hell and throwing herself at the first male she found attractive. Not that I would've minded before, but..." He rested one arm on the doorway above me, leaning into my space with a confident smirk that made my heart race. "Last night I had other things on my mind."

I fought and failed to keep a smile off my face, my gaze dropping from Flynn's. My heart raced at his words and his proximity, and I knew he could hear it. I expected him to rub it in, but instead, he let out a long breath.

"Look, you shot me down last night, and I don't want to put pressure on you and ruin our friendship or whatever. So it's not an issue if you say no, alright? But if you give me a chance..." I looked up, just in time to see that insufferable smirk on his face. "I plan to make the most of it."

This time, I didn't bother fighting the smile as it spread across my face. I rested a hand on Flynn's shoulder and leaned in closer, until I could place a soft kiss on his cheek. His hand immediately dropped from the doorframe to my waist, pulling me tight against him, but I just smirked and leaned back.

"I'm up for a date, Flynn. What did you have in mind?"

He practically growled as his eyes roved my face, down the rest of me, and back up to meet my eyes. More than a small part of my brain wanted to take advantage of the empty apartment behind me, but the rest of me won out. I wasn't about to make it that easy on him.

"I was thinking dinner. Drinks. And then... whatever else we feel like doing, after that."

Everything about Flynn's tone and body language made it clear exactly what he had in mind for "after that". I smiled, leaning into him a little further, bringing one hand up to run it through his hair. Flynn's eyelids fluttered.

"That sounds like a great plan, Flynn. What time do you want to pick me up?"

"Seven?"

"Perfect. I'll see you then."

With that, I slipped out of Flynn's grip, shooting him a wicked smirk and wave before shutting the door on him.

"What the fuck?" I heard him yell from outside. I just laughed.

"I've got things to do before our date tonight, Flynn!" I called back, knowing he could hear me just fine through the door with his fae hearing. "If you seriously waited a month, I think you can handle a couple more hours."

I could hear him grumbling on the other side of the door, but I just returned to the couch and my waiting sandwich. After a moment, he called out again, loud enough to still be heard.

"Fine! I'll see you tonight then, sweetheart. Get ready for the night of your life."

I didn't respond, not least of all because I didn't trust myself to. If Flynn was all in, then so was I. And I absolutely couldn't wait for our date tonight, from the dinner to the drinks to whatever might come after.

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velvrei · 1 year

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trip to paris

pairings : robby keene x reader x hawk moskowitz

summary : reader and her friends go to east valley college, where the parties have an amazing reputation and hawk and robby think it’s the best time to make their move, together.

word count : 10k+

warnings : smut, threesome, choking, degrading, praising, swearing, thigh touching, spitting, slight PDA, degrading nicknames (slut, etc), mutual masturbation, begging

maya hawke as jordan sparks

rome flynn as apollo cruz

alessia cara as jessica-may roberts

you are 21, hawk & robby are 22.

nsfw below the cut .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Out of the things that came along with enrolling in East Valley College, the greatest one was the parties. They were legendary, and were half the reason most students registered in the first place.

The day was Thursday, every longing Friday they had an end-of-the-week celebration — otherwise known as a college party — to "remember the best parts of each week" as some would say to professors. In reality, everyone mainly went for free drinks or to get laid. It was also a great time to catch up with friends or fellow classmates.

Y/N L/N, a very attractive female who was well known by her fellow students for her boldness and flirtatious personality. Most people were honestly scared of her, and definitely not just because of her outrageous ways, she and her closest friend and roommate, Jordan played the best pranks of the semester. The pair always knew how to make someone pissed enough just to the point where they want to prank them back, not to where their life is completely ruined. Y/N was someone everyone knew not to mess with, honestly, even the teachers were afraid of her, just never admitted it.

The girl and her easily amused best friend were in their dorm room, working on their work there since the professors said not to come into the classrooms that day.

"Are you cheating on the math quiz?" Jordan questioned their roommate, their satisfying suspicion-filled voice soothing the ears of the female beside her. Their friend was clearly looking up answers, as the young dirty blonde brought their legs down from the desk they were on seconds ago.

"Well duh," Y/N sassily remarked, "The professors didn't have our work in the classrooms today so I'm taking my chance while I can." The sneaky female smiled a cheeky grin, Jordan stood up curiously, attempting to grab the girl's phone. "Shit, I forgot we could do that, gimme your phone."

"Hey! Use your own, it's right there!" The girl argued pointing at Jordan's faintly cracked phone."Oh, yeah, forgot I had that." They said sarcastically, "Of course it's right there! I wanna use yours cause mine is so fucking laggy." Jordan complained obnoxiously, reaching for the girl's phone. Y/N laughed, "Try restarting your phone, dimwit. We go through this every time and it always works."

"Knockity knock," The stunning voice of Apollo Cruz, and the infamous knock of Jessie Roberts — the arguing pair could easily tell the knock was their female neighbor cause she always knocked 5 times to the same rhythm — as Apollo jiggled the doorknob as if he was trying to break in. They always knew exactly how to annoy their neighbors. "Jesus, could you stop that?" Y/N groaned clearly agitated, "We get it, you're here."

The two neighbors entered the room. "You know damn well we can't do that," Apollo stated, immediately walking over to the mini-fridge, opening it and looking for his favorite beverage in the shiny door. "Where'd y'all's Creme Soda go?" He questioned, suspiciously glaring at his two friends.

"Your dumbass drank it all." Jessie chuckled, walking over and jumping onto the couch, making herself at home as she usually would. Luckily for her, no one ever minded. "Y'all want boba? We should get boba." Jessie smiled, resting her chin in her hands as she swung her legs back and forth as if she was a teen girl in a 2000's romcom movie.

"Boba sounds good. I don't think I have classes until later, so," Apollo clicked his tongue, "Ya know we could definitely do that." He sounded incredibly stupid.

Jordan sighed, "You're lucky you're hot pretty boy," Y/N followed Jordan, patting the boy's chest then walking past him and out the door.

"I thought you said you were only attracted to girls?" Apollo asked down the hall to Jordan, remembering when Jordan not-so-discreetly scolded their friends about how they needed to quit being so hot so Jordan could continue to stick to the female gender.

Jordan smirked as they turned around with a sneaky smile, "Not for you." With a wink from Jordan, the two roommates snickered and turned around, proudly marching down the hallway as they would if they'd just burned down a headquarters with their enemies long inside.

The other two followed, struggling to catch up with Jordan and Y/N's master speed-walking.

♰

The group was right around the corner from the coffee shop that sold almost every beverage you could think of. It was only about a block away, so they could easily walk.

"Jeez, I thought there would be a lot more people here at this time, it's almost lunch and this place is a godsend," Apollo exclaimed as he shoved his hands into his black-jean pockets, examining in awe at the underrated shop in front of them. "Mhm, it deserves a lot more recognition," Jessie hummed, "But hey means less wait time for us!"

"Yeah that's true," Jordan agreed, their eyes wandered onto a certain pair of boys sat in the shop together.

"Isn't that the one bird guy? What's his name, pigeon or some shit?" Jordan spoke, purposely butchering the young man's easy-to-remember name.

"Oh, yeah that is him, and Robby's there too," Apollo noticed with a small smile on his face, only knowing the boys' name from when he used to work with him.

"Hmm, that is them." Y/N hummed mischievously. She had something on her mind, and Jordan could tell. "What are you up to, L/N?" Jordan questioned, trying to see what she had planned, or possibly already done.

"Oh, nothing," She answered as she mentally shook her wicked thoughts out of her head as she walked away and up to the front door, "Come on! We don't have all day!"

The drink shop was quite hectic when they walked in, not because it was packed — because it definitely was not — but because the machines were exceptionally noisy, and the little people inside were having mini conversations with each other or on their cellphones, others were just quietly getting there work done, or trying at the least.

The group of young adults found a rectangular table close by the corner of the brightly painted room, also near the notorious college boys Hawk and Robby. Y/N grinned as she sat down, crossing her legs and taking in the glorious sight around her. They started a conversation, but only around 5 minutes in Jessie noticed the two infamous boys staring at the girl sat next to her.

"Pssst, Y/N!" Jessica whispered. With raised eyebrows, Y/N turned to her friend humming a 'hmm?' which was her way of politely asking Jessie what she needed. Jessie smirked then directed the top of her head toward Hawk and Robby.

Y/N looked over at the boys, who were both staring at her. Not in a creepy way, it was actually quite sincere, and hot at the same time. She smiled at them, resting her chin in her hand as she went back and forth as she kept eye contact, then winked.

As soon as she realized both boys were going to keep eye contact, she broke it by looking over at Apollo, pretending to listen to what he was babbling on about. In reality, she was just making both boys want her even more.

♰

The next morning went by extra slow, Y/N and her group of friends were patiently waiting for nighttime to come, it was Friday and most young adults at East Valley College were anxious to let lose all the stress throughout the week.

"Jordan Sparks?" Dr. Banner, the science professor politely called as he took attendance in the teacher-student science lab.

Jordan was still half asleep, which was a normal thing for her to go to class and for it to take her at least a half-hour to fully awaken herself. "Here," They mumbled. Jordan looked over across the room and struggled not to laugh when they made eye contact with Y/N. Nothing, in particular, was funny the pair just did that randomly during the worst times.

"Apollo Cruz?" Apollo sleepily raised his hand as Dr. Banner kindly looked up with a smile on his face to make sure he was here.

Once he got everyone else's attendance, the class went on for several minutes as Dr. Banner wrote on the board some equations for their experiment, until Y/N felt her phone vibrate in her pocket.

swayzee

meet hawk and i in room 109 after class.

bird

we want to talk to you.

She knew they were planing something, and she was extremely excited to find out just what they were up to.

♰

The class went by excruciatingly slow, Y/N became more anxious by the minute, so once the bell rang and Dr. Banner dismissed class, she had already hurried out of the room.

"Y/N! Where are you running off to?" Apollo shouted as he watched his friend zoom down the hallway and stop at the empty classroom labeled classroom 109. "Don't worry about it!" She shouted, turning the doorknob then rushing inside.

"Hey, strangers, what's up?"

"A little excited, are we?" Robby questioned completely ignoring her question as he leaned on the teacher's desk, smirking at the moderately petite female. She rolled her eyes in return. "You said you both needed to see me?"

"Wanted," Hawk corrected with a sly grin, "But yes, we wanted to talk to you about... something. Just an idea." Hawk announced. Y/N curiously raised her eyebrows. "Okay... Well, spit it out. What's the idea?"

The boys smirked at each other, then looked back at the girl in front of them. "Well, we wanted to-" They weren't able to finish, because the door to the classroom flew right open.

"Y/N! There you are." Jordan sighed in relief. "What are you doing- Holy shit! Am- Am I interrupting something?" Jordan questioned, feeling guilt washing over them. Hawk shook his head, "No, we were actually just finishing, it's alright."

Y/N looked at him confused, as Hawk walked past her with a sneaky smirk sitting on his face. "I thought we were"

"It's okay, love. We'll discuss it later," Robby finished, following Hawk past Y/N and out the door. Guess she would have to find out what they wanted later.

♰

The long-awaited time had come, twas around 10 o'clock pm, and the angsty young adults were all in for an incredibly wild night. Especially Y/N.

"Yeah, that's right! You better walk away you little bitch," Jordan murmured as they and Y/N crossed the hall to Apollo and Jessie's dorm room. "Who the hell are you talking to?" Y/N questioned, seeing no one in the hallway but themselves. "The bug that just tried to crawl up my leg. These are new pants, asshole!" Jordan spoke as if the ant could hear them. Y/N laughed as she knocked on the door.

"Knock knock bitches, let's go. We're gonna be fucking late. And you know we can't be late, we're literally like celebrities in this college." Y/N hurriedly said, repeatedly knocking on the door. Apollo opened the door, annoyed. But honestly, he had no right to be, he would do the exact thing when he wanted his friends out of their rooms.

"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that," Apollo scoffed as he threw on his leather jacket. Jessie smiled as she quickly slid on her tennis shoes then walked out the door. "You're just mad it isn't you, pretty boy," Jordan remarked as they patted his shoulder then walked down the faintly painted hallway.

The group could easily tell where the party was, considering there were lingering people by the door. Some were making out, which was a horrible place for that, but others were chatting, drinking, or playing games. The usual, really.

"Holy fucking shit! Moon's here," Jordan panicked, trying to hide their flushed face in Apollo's coat attempting to hide themself like a child.

Jessie laughed, "Honey, I know you gotta crush on her-"

"It's not a crush! She's a... lady friend..."

"Right, right," Jessie scoffed throwing her hands up in her own defense, "You just get nervous when she's around you, and you zone out to daydream about your future together. Definitely not a crush, just a 'lady friend'." Jessie said sarcastically, using air quotes around the words lady friend.

Jordan shot a confused look over at Jessie, "Huh?"

"And she zoned out again. Ooh, beer!" Y/N exclaimed, abandoning her friends and walking over to the cooler.

Apollo chuckled then followed, grabbing himself an ice-cold drink, then walking back over where Jessie was, as Jordan approached Y/N. "I don't know what to do. Help me?"

"Yes babe, just go talk to her! She's totally into you, she's sneaking glances at you as we speak." Y/N mentioned, slyly pointing at Moon across the room. Jordan looked over at Moon with an obviously shocked look on her face. Moon waved back with a small, welcoming smile. She waved Jordan over.

"Ohmyfuckohmyfuckohmyfuck," Jordan murmured, quickly breaking eye contact with their 'lady friend'. Y/N chuckled, "See, she wants you to join her. Go over there!"

Jordan hummed nervously, starting to pace. "Just go!" Y/N exclaimed, practically shoving Jordan across the room.

Y/N glared back at him with a hand on her hip, "Go make-out with Jessie or something." She boldly remarked. His eyes widened as Jessie almost spit out her drink. "Don't gimme that look, the tension between you hoes could be cut with a knife. And I would if our knives weren't so goddamn dull." She sneered sassily then walked away leaving her two friends stunned.

She made her way over to where the speakers were, leaning on the corner of the wall as she peacefully sipped her beer. Odd for her to find peace right next to a full-blasting speaker but hey, whatever works right?

"Hey, sweetheart." She raised her eyebrows, continuing to drink her beverage as she watched two angsty boys sneakily approach her with drinks in their hands. She gulped down her drink so she could speak, "Hello."

"You looked a little lonely over here," Robby added, his back on the wall to the left of her. "Eh, could be lonelier," She chuckled. They smiled and it went silent for a couple of seconds.

"Now, did I- we tell you that you look absolutely stunning tonight?" He shared, filling the other empty space next to her, sipping his beverage, Robby hummed in agreement as he eyed the lovely girl up and down. "No, from what I recall you hadn't, well until now, at least." She smiled, wanting to push their buttons a bit.

Usually, when the two boys separately talked to girls like that, they would get all flustered and shy, but not Y/N. She knew exactly what to say, and if we're being totally honest? It was turning both college boys on quite a lot.

"Surprised no one mentioned it sooner. Maybe they were just focused on this beautiful face of yours, hmm?" Robby hummed as he gently cupped Y/N's face, looking her straight in the eye. "Maybe they were." She smirked at him.

Robby brought his hand down, grabbing his beer off the speaker then swiftly taking a drink all with his eyes on her.

Hawk suddenly grabbed Y/N's hand. "I really like these rings you have on," He noticed, examining the cold metal resting on her fingers, his thumb running across the back of her hand. He kept eye contact as he lifted her soft hand up to his plump lips, lightly kissing the spot right above her knuckle.

She was at a loss for words. The flawless female was now at her mercy for these not one, but two men who stood in front of her. Her throat felt intently dry, like cotton as Hawk gently placed her hand back at her side.

She would've willingly made out with both of them right then and there, but she stopped herself when she saw her two friends making out in the opposite corner of the room. "Oh my god, I was right!" She said happily.

Robby chuckled already knowing what she was talking about, on his way in the saw Jessica-May and Apollo harshly making out in the corner. Hawk followed her gaze, laughing along with Robby about how excited she got over being right over her friend's relations.

Once the attention on her friends sluggishly died down, someone from across the room drunkenly suggested they play never have I ever, and that they wanted Y/N, Hawk, and Robby to play along.

Y/N debated playing. This night could go one of two ways, and both choices were looking devilishly amusing. She would either get her brains fucked out by one — or both — of her favorite little boy toys, which seemed like the better option, or she would go back to her dorm with Jordan and await another longing day wondering what would've happened if she would've played.

"You wanna play, pretty boys?" Y/N asked deviously as she turned her head to the view of the two boys glancing at each other, with sexy smirks as they hummed a 'yes'.

After a few minutes, everyone that was interested in playing was sat around a coffee table, sitting on the dark couch. Robby and Hawk were sat on either side of Y/N, both with their arms around her seat. Jordan cleared their throat, "I'll go first."

"Never have I ever..." They took a second to think, "Gone skinny dipping." Jordan finished. Jordan knew that there would probably be quite a few people, but they wanted to know just exactly who.

Y/N chuckled then skittishly raised her cold beverage, taking a large gulp. Robby and Hawk both eyed her eagerly, also taking sips of their drinks. "Hmm.. interesting," Jordan murmured slyly, noticing the gazes from the boys.

"K! I'll go next," Apollo offered, sitting down next to Jessie who was next to him with her legs crossed, "Never have I ever made out with a friend's sibling." He finished.

Jessica smiled deviantly then took a sip of her drink. Apollo's eyes shot toward her, "Wait, what? Who's sibling?" He questioned frantically. Jessie laughed to herself then pushed a few strands of hair out of her face, staying totally quiet.

"Don't tell me it was Omar!" Apollo said, hoping it wasn't his big brother, "I swear to god if you say it was Omar-" He threatened.

"It was Omar," Jessie whispered. "Oh my fucking-" Apollo complained, but was cut off by Hawk changing the conversation. Thank god, otherwise, everyone in the room would have to watch Apollo call his brother and threaten to beat his ass. He would never actually go through with it, though.

"Okay! Next one. Never have I ever, kissed my best friend." Hawk said, sitting up so he was now directly next to Y/N.

"What is with all the kissing ones?!" Apollo emphasized as Jessie just chuckled and put a comforting but dangerously playful hand on his cheek, "You'll be okay," She said, then patted his face lightly.

Y/N and Jordan both laughed as they took large gulps of their beverages, all the eyes going onto them. "Woah, hello?" Jessie said, resting her arm on Apollo's shoulder looking at her two close friends as if she just saw a ghost. "I mean, don't get me wrong I have no problem picturing that in my head," Apollo started bluntly with an elbow to the side from Jessie. "Ow! What I was gonna say, was that I have no problem picturing it but when did it happen?" Apollo finished curiously.

"We never even confirmed that it was us, I mean it was, but don't just assume." Y/N exaggerated, "And the fun part about this is that we don't have to tell you any of the sultry details." She said with a smirk and a wiggle of her eyebrows.

"Also, you two should have drunk too!" Jordan said suspiciously pointing at Jessie and Apollo.

"Anyways," Y/N laughed crossing her legs, "Never have I ever sent a nude photo to someone." She concluded, as Hawk and Robby both quietly drank from their refreshments.

"I- I'm not even gonna ask."

"Ugh, this is getting boring, okay let's spice it up a little bit." Jordan commented cleverly, "Never have I ever, had or thought of having a threesome."

Hawk and Robby's eyes widened and their jaws dropped slightly as they carefully watched Y/N take a drink of her beverage, teasingly slow. "Ooh, Y/N! Spill!" Jessie exclaimed excitedly.

Y/N simply shook her head. "No can do, Miss May, the whole point of the game never has I ever, not expose yourself in front of twenty easily amused adults." She replied, crossing her right leg over her left.

"Well, fine," Jordan huffed, "Let's play truth or dare! Y/N, truth or dare?!" They asked anxiously. Y/N knew what her roommate was up to.

"Dare."

"Okay, I dare you to tell us who you've had or thought about having a threesome with." They dared. "That's not how it works, J." Y/N stubbornly remarked, "And if it makes you feel any better, I haven't had a threesome, it's just a ridiculous thought."

Jordan huffed in defeat, but then got an aspiring idea. "Okay, fine then," They hummed cleverly, "I dare you, to kiss both people you would want to have a threesome with."

Apollo chuckled, partly embarrassed for her. Y/N laughed with sarcasm in her tone, "Yeah, there's no way in fucking hell I'm doing that." She went to get up and leave, but she felt a cold hand snatch her wrist.

"Don't go, sweetheart," Hawk grinned, "Just do it, a little dare won't hurt anyone." He acknowledged as he and Robby smirked up at her. She scoffed. "At least not physically," Robby added but after smirked, "But that could happen too."

She sat down in the space between them, gulping hard, struggling to remain intimidating to everyone surrounding her. "Fine. I'll do it." She answered, giving in.

Jordan smiled devilishly, knowing what they were getting Y/N into. "Great."

Y/N quickly glanced over at Hawk. She was mentally debating whether or not she should actually kiss him in front of everybody. She had to make a quick decision. So she kissed him.

It caught him by surprise, he wasn't too shocked but enough to the point where it took him a second to kiss back. People around the room howled and shouted, but not super loud since they knew she was still going to kiss someone else after.

Y/N noticed Hawk's lips were mildly soft, and that he kissed back after only around 3 seconds. She wanted the kiss to be short for obvious reasons, so she pulled away.

"Damn, Y/N!" Apollo exclaimed, howling like an immature child. Y/N laughed. "She's not done yet, Cruz, who's the other person?!" Jordan asked anxiously.

Y/N shot a playful-type glare at Jordan, she was beginning to warm up a little bit. This is normally how it was when she partied, she would come to the party a little shy and quiet, but she would leave nastily wasted, or just bold and loud.

She smirked over at Robby, her eyes locked on his. Eye contact was always a turn-on for the both of them, along with Hawk.

She glanced down at his lips, then leaned in and placed a soft, genuine kiss on his lips. His lips were also soft, maybe even softer than Hawk's luscious lips.

Robby slowly bit his lip as she pulled away, gazing at her up and down as he smiled a little.

"Okay! Games over," Jordan said, quickly standing up and dragging their lady friend, Moon across the room. Jessie laughed, then also stood up. "Let's go over there," Jessie said, smirking and pointing to a random corner of the room, "And continue what we were doing before."

Y/N laughed in her seat, then grabbed her drink off of the coffee table. She took a long sip, then set it back down. She sat back but tensed when she felt a sudden hand on her thigh. "Is this alright, darling?" She could feel Hawk's breath on her neck, and then another hand on her other thigh.

"I mean, I'd hope so. I felt something in that kiss, and I know damn well Hawk did too." Robby hummed as his hand tauntingly rubbing up and down her thigh. Hawk nodded eagerly in agreement.

She nodded. "Use your words, babydoll," Hawk hummed, his thumb stroking gentle, little zigzags on her clothed skin. She gulped, trying to calm herself enough to speak, "Yes, I felt it too. And yes, I'm okay with what you guys are doing." She answered, struggling to keep her composure.

"And what exactly are we doing, hmm?" Robby said, just trying to make her agitated. She inhaled sharply, "I don't know, why don't you tell me exactly what you're doing? I can't speak for either of you." She said, trying to sound as seductive as she could.

Robby raised an eyebrow, "Oh?" He exaggerated.

She nodded once again. "Why don't you boys come back to my room with me, huh?" She offered, as both boys' hands inched closer and closer to her clothed heat. Y/N quickly sat up.

She was definitely more than okay with what they were doing, she was just not wanting to give anyone else in the room a show. Or at least not for free, anyway.

She grabbed both of their hands, and they impatiently sat up with her, glancing at each other with a lust deep within their eyes, and a sneaky smirk on their faces.

"You know where my dorm is?" She asked nonchalantly as if nothing was about to happen, but in reality, shit was about to go down. Both boys nodded eagerly. "Perfect. Go there, and wait for me. I'll explain more when I get there." She said, walking over to Jordan, leaving both boys stranded there in shock. They weren't standing for long once what she said had fully sunk in, they ran as fast as they possibly could to her dorm room.

“Jordan," Y/N whispered, tapping their shoulder from behind. Jordan turned around, stopping their conversation with Moon. "Hmm?" They hummed.

"Stay at Moon's tonight. Or wherever you wanna, I guess. I just wouldn't recommend coming to our dorm until tomorrow. I'll text you if anything changes." Y/N said. Jordan could tell she was in a hurry.

"Okay, why-" Jordan's eyes got big when they realized, "Oh! Damn, okay. Heh, you're totally welcome." Jordan added, realizing that it was them that started the game, so if it weren't for Jordan then what's currently going on wouldn't be happening.

Y/N laughed, "Thank you. Now go back to talking with your lady friend." She joked, smiling in a teasing manner. "Haha, very funny. Now you go!" Jordan said, shooing Y/N away from her as if she was a pesky fly. She scoffed even though it was still more of a laugh, and quickly exited the noisy room.

♰

When she arrived in the room both boys were sat patiently on the end of her bed, even though she didn't tell them to.

They didn't know where else they should've gone within the room, and they didn't want to be a bother and mess up the placement of any of her scattered goods around the room. So they just sat there until she arrived.

"Awe look at you boys," She smiled sweetly. She found how sincere they were being quite adorable, nonetheless.

"Yeah, yeah, now what do we do now?" Hawk asked impatiently. He may have seemed patient before, but he was truly agonizing to see what was genuinely going on.

"Okay, well. Tonight you boys can do whatever the hell you want to me." She answered nonchalantly. Their eyes went wide and became full of passion.

"Anything?"

"Anything."

Hawk and Robby watched in amazement as she flopped onto the empty space of the bed behind them. "Well, what are you doing just sitting there? Go ahead, do whatever your little hearts desire."

Their thoughts ran dangerously wild as they smirked and instantly crawled up to her. "First off, let's take these pretty little things off," Hawk spoke, gesturing toward her comfortably fashionable clothing that was still sitting on her body, hugging all the right places. Robby and Hawk were intrigued, and she was a sight for sore eyes but they wanted them off, and quick. "I can do that." She replied, swiftly continuing to undo her belt.

"How cute," Robby pouted sarcastically, "You think you have a choice," Robby said and Hawk snickered. "Yeah, and you don't have a choice with us, so hurry up and take off those clothes before I fucking do it myself," Hawk demanded impatiently.

She raised her eyebrows and threw her hands up in her own defense, "Why don't you then?" She requested all but with a greedy smirk written on her face.

Hawk pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek, "Fine then. Be like that," Hawk said. He knew she was just trying to make him more pissed off and impatient than he already was, and he was having trouble not letting it get to him.

"Fucking pathetic," Robby babbled degradingly. She tightly clenched her thighs together, the anticipation already nagging her.

"Keene, help me take off her clothes, and don't be fucking slow." He demanded the last fragment with refined venom in his tone.

Robby nodded, smiling cheekily at Y/N as he undid her belt, then slid her jeans down her gorgeous legs, unhooking the fabric from her ankles then tossing the clothing across the room. She propped herself up on her elbows, wanting to watch his every move. Robby smirked when he pulled her pants down only a little to reveal her hips, placing a soft kiss just below her belly button.

Hawk began growing more and more impatient, Robby was "taking forever", and he just wanted to devour the attractively striking girl in front of him. He watched observantly as Robby ran his fingers up her stomach and to her beautiful, covered breasts giving her noticeable goosebumps. Robby was practically toying with her and him as simply all he was doing was slowly lifting up her shirt.

He pulled that over her head, revealing her black bra that made him hard at the sight. Not because of what she was wearing, but simply how hot she looked in it.

"You want me to leave her like that or undress her more?" Robby asked patiently, quietly chuckling to himself as he noticed a fine budge in Hawk's jeans. "That- That's fine." He stuttered angrily. He hated having Y/N and Robby both see him at his mercy.

He shook all the delusional concepts out of his mind, then quickly took off his shirt, his abs quickly catching the attention of the female before him. She failed to stop herself from grinning, as Hawk and Robby both began to fully undress themselves. A am

After they undressed, which felt like an eternity to Y/N because she was forced by to just sit and watch as they took off their clothing extremely slow. Hawk was on one side of the bed while Robby was on the other.

"Kiss her," Hawk commanded, eyeing her up and down with passion, hunger, and lust gaping inside pupils. "What?" Robby asked, a little confused that Hawk wanted Robby to kiss her instead of himself.

"Just fucking kiss her, dude!" Hawk raised his voice. He was becoming even more impatient and anxious to just rip the remaining clothing off her body and fuck her into next Tuesday. But he couldn't do that, he had to be patient.

Robby quickly kissed Y/N, their lips harshly colliding together starting a fast, heated pace. "God, both of you are so hot," Hawk murmured, clearly out of breath from doing absolutely nothing.

Robby smiled into the kiss, his hands moving from his lap to right along her sides, holding himself over her glamorous body, now completely on top of her.

One of Robby's hands teasingly traced up her sides then to her breasts, while the other rested firmly on her thigh, inching closer and closer to her covered core. His thumb pressed onto her numb through the underwear, causing her to squirm and moan softly. Both boys were very intrigued by the sound.

Her hands harshly gripped Robby's hair, tugging it. He let out a soft whimper, sending vibrations straight to her core. "Fuck," He groaned. Hawk has had enough, he wants them to just hurry it up. And luckily for him, Robby seemed to notice.

"Okay, now what Hawk?" Robby asked, stepping away from her as she let out a whine from the loss of contact.

"Come here, love," Hawk commanded quite nicely as he looked deeply into Y/N's beautiful eyes. "Move to the edge, babe." As soon as Hawk said that phrase, Robby knew exactly where he was going with that.

Y/N, being the amazing listener she is, decided to very slowly scoot onto the edge of the average-sized bed. Hawk rolled his eyes, "Jesus fucking Christ," Hawk whispered, "Y/N if you don't hurry up we won't let you go until you've come five fucking times, now for the love of God, please just move over a few inches." Even though Hawk was more than agitated, he still somehow mentioned how hot she was, which if you think about it, in a way, that's pretty considerate of him.

Y/N gave in and obeyed, mentally rolling her eyes knowing that if she did it where they could see she would be in big trouble. She quickly moved from the middle of the large bed to the softened edge. Almost as soon as she did that, Hawk and Robby both slowly got onto their knees in front of her.

"What are you guys doing?" She questioned, she already had a hint but she liked teasing them. Hawk chuckled, "You'll figure it out sooner or later." Hawk said, now able to fully keep his calm because she was actually listening and doing what he had said to.

Robby's cold hands tormentingly ran up her thighs, giving her even more goosebumps than she had before. His hands stopped at the lining of her underwear, slowly pulling it down, and taking it off of her, revealing her pussy to both him and Hawk. Hawk slowly raised an eyebrow as he made intense eye contact with her.

"May we?" Robby asked politely, as if he was about to eat dinner at a fancy restaurant, and was asking if he was allowed to eat yet. She nodded impatiently. "Use your words, babydoll," Hawk demanded with a sexy, grim voice.

"Yes. You may." She responded.

Now that the boys had verbal consent, they were about ready to make her scream, but the little stubborn words being said in their thoughts were getting in the way. Hawk opened her legs wider and placed a small, delicate kiss onto her sensitive nub.

She let out a heavenly whimper that blessed their ears, as Robby now placed a kiss onto her hole. She let out another moan, making Hawk's cock pulse in his jeans.

Hawk quickly sat up, tugging his shirt over his head and tossing it across the room. Y/N sat up on her elbows to enjoy the glorious view in front of her, she loved the way Hawk's abs glistened because of the damp layer of sweat on his body.

He got back into his knees, throwing her right leg onto his shoulder, leaving soft kisses onto her thigh. "Please," She moaned, "More."

Hawk gazed up at her as Robby chuckled devilishly, "Aww, look at you. Haven't even started and I've already got you begging for more. Such a desperate little whore, huh?" Hawk taunted. She could've busted right then and there. "Mmm, yeah," She whispered. "Speak louder, gorgeous," Robby demanded. She was extremely sexually frustrated. "Yes, I am. Please just touch me."

Hawk smiled. "See? Was that so difficult, baby?" All these pet names they were calling her were more than alluring, if she wasn't at her mercy she would be returning the favor by complimenting them on how incredibly sexy they look, or how their muscles look ravishingly big.

Hawk hungrily licked her clit as Robby got up and sat next to her and placed faint kisses down her chest, his immense hands finding a place on her waist when she arched her back. Her lips fell into an o shape as she threw her head far back. "Holy fuck."

Robby's plump lips kissed from her stomach, to her neck, and then her lips. They both engaged in a deep kiss, as Hawk's tongue worked his magic causing Y/N to moan into Robby's mouth.

Hearing that sound leave her mouth that close to his ear was like heaven to him. He found her so incredibly attractive, so hearing those beautiful moans to leave her mouth was a vast turn-on.

She began to buck her hips upward, the pleasure becoming so much for her as Hawk pressed his thumb onto her clit. "Quit doing that." He demanded. "Doing what?" Her smile was evident in her tone.

"Moving your fucking hips," Hawk answered aggressively. She smiled tauntingly then bucked her hips once again. She knew what she was doing, and she knew it was making Hawk painfully hard.

Hawk harshly slapped her ass, causing her to stop the movement of her hips. "That's right, brat, know your place." He taunted.

Robby hurried back in between her legs, getting on his knees next to Hawk and kissing up and down her thigh. She was starting to feel her climax coming, but she whimpered when she felt a loss of contact on her pussy, and her thigh.

She propped herself up on her elbows, about ready to plead for her finish, but she stopped when she saw what was going on in front of her.

Hawk and Robby were full-on making out.

And boy-oh-boy was it a sight to see.

Y/N was unquestionably mesmerized, she never thought something so simple could possibly turn her on as much as it was. She decided to take matters into her own hands, literally, by using her hands for her own pleasure. She moved her fingers around her slightly swollen vagina, curling her toes as she watched Hawk's hands find a place in Robby's luscious hair.

"Fucking hell," She whimpered. Some reason the two newly-adult boys touching tongues was a huge turn-on for her, so she was taking that to her advantage. Her fingers brushed against her clit at a certain angle, hitting her most sensitive spot. She let out a line of moans and whimpers, some high pitch, others just loud pants.

Hawk pulled away from Robby, out of breath, "Off. Take your hands off." Hawk demanded, grabbing her wrist and separating her fingers from her heat. "Why'd you do that? I was enjoying myself there." She teased.

"Shut your mouth."

Hawk was angry. He honestly didn't know why, but he was. Y/N quickly listened, stopping any noises that were leaving her sore body. "Now what, Hawk?" Robby questioned, catching his breath.

"Well that was hot," Hawk chuckled, "But we can't just let her sit there and watch." He honestly didn't know what he was saying, he loved watching her at her own mercy, but he wanted to remain — or seem — dominant. "And why not? I don't mind." She smirked proudly, she loved pushing their buttons. "Well, I do, and I know damn well Hawk does as well. Now get your ass up." Robby demanded. She smiled, and stood up.

"On the bed, ass toward us," Hawk commanded. That sentence gave her intense butterflies, as she listened. "Robby, you know what to do," Hawk said, walking over to the desk in her room and pulling out her chair. "What is he doing?" Y/N asked curiously.

"Don't worry about it, you little bitch." Robby taunted, then hostilely thrusted into her, making her whimper out at the sudden contact. "Holy fuck!"

Robby's cold hands roughly gripped her ass, as Hawk sat down onto the chair and took out his dick. He simply just watched, his chest heaving up and down as he let out multiple soft, submissive moans. "Jesus fucking christ," Hawk whispered.

Y/N screamed loudly as Robby forcefully penetrated her pussy, moans, and grunts were falling from Robby's lips, his fingernails probably making a mark into Y/N's asscheek, although she didn't mind. "God, you're so tight Y/N," Robby said, his voice getting closer to a whisper by each word that left his lips. She moaned back as her response.

"You're taking my cock so well, fuck, what a good girl you are." Robby praised, slamming into her like there was no tomorrow. "Mmm, fuck yes! Call me that again," Y/N moaned as she impatiently nodded her head in agreement. "Such a good girl," Robby purposely repeated himself.

Y/N let out a noisy whimper, Robby immediately snapped back into reality remembering that someone could hear what was going on, so his hand flew straight onto her mouth, as he bent over so his lips were right next to her ear.

"You're gonna have to be quiet, love, someone'll here you." He whispered to her, alluringly. His hand moved from her mouth, "God," She choked out, "I don't know if I can."

"You can, and you will. Now be quiet before I make you myself." His hand slowly moved farther her lips and down to her throat, gently squeezing the sides which the adrenaline in her veins pump faster. His pants became faster.

She could barely choke out words at that point, she was being fucked senseless, and to add onto that her airway was partially shut. He would never fully shut it, of course, he just loved the way it felt when she clenched around him while he choked her.

"That's right baby, listen to my words. Obey me like the bitch you are." Robby said, taking full control. Y/N let out the most satisfying-to-ear moan, she wasn't quiet, or too loud. It came from the back of her throat, and it sounded extremely heaven-like to Hawk and Robby.

Robby pushed into her, then stopped, staying in that position. His other large hand moved, using his finger to rub fast circles onto her swollen clit. She let out a quiet whimper. "Oh yeah? Do you like that? You like having my hands all over your pussy, hmm?" He sweet-talked. She moaned once more, "God yes!"

Robby started moving again, but continued to touch and play with her. "Jesus, babe," He panted, "I know I told you to stay quiet but if you keep moaning like that, I don't mind at all." He chuckled.

Y/N's back arched, her ass pressing against Robby's front causing Robby to stop in his tracks, "Oh god."

Y/N looked over at Hawk to make sure he was still well, and all she saw was his eyes on her. Hawk's eyelids were very heavy, and a sluggish smile appeared on his face when his eyes met with her desperate ones.

"Fuck," She moaned, quickly looking away. Eye contact really turned her on and at the moment it felt like too much to handle.

Robby was very thankful that Y/N's pussy was especially wet, his dick slid in and out of her so easily.

He smiled cheekily as he brought his top-half upward as it had been before, his cock shifted deep inside of her, hitting a place it hadn't before. "Shit," She whimpered hopelessly.

"God, baby, I'm so close," Robby whimpered out, his dominant side slowly fading as he felt his cock contract and twitch inside of Y/N. "Me too," She panted. Robby's hands got a firm grip on her hips, repeatedly ramming his dick into her. "Oh yes," She whimpered softly.

Robby chuckled as he struggled to keep his eyes fully open, "You're such a pretty little whore, huh, Y/N?" He degraded, her walls clenching around him. She only moaned as a response.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, and it was probably through the roof due to all the pleasure she's being given.

After a matter of seconds, her body felt uselessly limp as she collapsed onto the bed, the only the holding her up was her elbows. Her orgasm hit her like a truck as she let out a loud, drawn-out moanish-scream.

Robby wrapped his hand around her mouth, "Shhh, be quiet," He whispered in her ear. His orgasm came soon after, and luckily for Robby, she was on birth control, and he knew because they had discussed it before they even did any of the foreplay.

Robby came inside her as his whole body shook. He let out a pathetic whimper right in her ear, that would've easily made her come once more if she wasn't coming down from a current high.

"Jesus Christ, you guys are hot together," Hawk said with a large smirk, as Robby looked up still partly out of breath. "But out of the way, pretty boy. It's my turn." The words that seductively left his mouth and the tone he murmured them in gave Y/N shivers down her spine.

Hawk flopped onto the bed next to her, "Ride me, babydoll."

With a smirk, she willingly obeyed, sexily walking over to him. "Okay, baby," She said, throwing her leg around his lap, straddling him completely as one of his hands attached to her ass, while the other roamed around her neck, then using his thumb to tilt up her chin. "That's sir to you." He spat.

She got extreme butterflies and still managed to listen to what he had to say. "Yessir." She responded, grinning deviously.

Hawk quickly rammed his cock into her swollen pussy lips, as her mouth fell open and she threw her head back. "Fuck yes!" She whimpered, her voice shaky. Hawk slowly pulled out of her.

She sank down onto his throbbing dick, and the two let out a derogatory moan. "Fuck yes," Hawk whispered under his breath. Y/N began to roll her hips at a teasingly slow pace. Hawk hissed quietly, the pain and pleasure coming together as one.

His hands teasingly roamed up and down her glorious body, as she rocked her hips back and forth, bouncing every once in a while as Robby sat in the same chair Hawk was in before.

"Baby, I- fuck, that feels so good." She filthily moaned near his ear, before Hawk's muscles contracted. According to his reaction, he must've enjoyed her hushed profanities.

The pleasure the duo was feeling was unbelievably immaculate, as Hawk's hands harshly gripped her ass, probably leaving marks.

"Look at you, such a fucking mess for me. Such a dirty slut you are for me, hmm?" He tormented despitefully, his bitchy tone making her gulp. His words made her clench around him. "God, do that again, sweetie." He moaned, extremely turned on. She listened, clenching around his cock once more. "Shit." He painted.

"Open," Hawk demanded, as Y/N quickly opened her mouth. He used his hand to squeeze her cheeks together, quickly spitting into her mouth. "Swallow." She quickly obeyed.

He grinned sinfully, happy that she had stopped her stubborn ways and actually listened, but little did he know her persistent antics were far from gone. "Good girl," He whispered, his breath just barely tickling her neck.

She pulled him in for a kiss, which quickly turned into a heated make-out session while she continued to repeatedly ride his dick. Hawk pulled away just to smile at her, "You look so fucking hot right now," He said, his eyelids heavy as he stared into her eyes.

"As do you," She responded, looking at him deeply with passion.

It's been said many times before, eye contact really turned her on, but this type of eye contact, which takes place during sex and happens to be exceptionally intense, made her not just turned on, but also made her feel extremely safe. Not that she didn't feel safe in Robby's arms, because she definitely did. And there's no but to that sentence. She fancied them both, quite a bit may I add. Hawk's gorgeous eyes traveled down to her lips, colliding his with hers.

The kiss would've lasted fairly long, if it weren't for Hawk's cock reached deeper spots inside of her, causing her to pull away and gasp. "Oh-oh god," She whimpered desperately. The sound of her whimpers made him simply smirk, knowing that he did that to her and that it was because of him that she was full of clemency.

"Mmm, fuck," He moaned, his page beginning to quicken as he felt his cock twitch inside her, and his climax begins its climb. "I'm close, Y/N." He was ashamed to admit it, because they had only been going for a little while, but he was close to coming. And normally he could last longer, but the sex he was having currently was just superior.

"Fuck," She panted breathlessly, "So am I."

He simpered audaciously. "You gonna come for me like the naughty fucking whore you are, Y/N? Hmm?" Hawk quickly went from sweet and sappy to degrading and despiteful, but you couldn't catch Y/N whining about it. "Yes sir." She answered.

Hawk let out a drawn-out moan, "Ahhhhh fuck, I'm gonna come Y/N, Jesus fucking Christ," He groaned, the hard grip he had on her ass probably leaving bruises and scratches. "Mmm," She hummed, "Shit, me too!"

Her whole body shook as Hawk rested his head on her shoulder, struggling to keep quiet while he endured his high. Hawk mumbled gibberish-sounding profanities. Y/N moaned Hawk's name as if it were a mantra, as he came hard into her swollen cunt. Not long after, she came onto his throbbing cock.

Robby quickly speed-walked to the bathroom, getting a damp washcloth ready for Y/N for when she and Hawk were fully finished.

Once Hawk could finally open his eyes again without seeing stars, he smiled at the girl in front of her, pushing a fallen strand of hair out of her face. "You did so well, babydoll." He comforted, with a kiss on her nose. She smiled sweetly, "Thank you. You were not as bad as I'd thought you'd be," She teased with a smirk. "Hey!"

"I'm kidding, love, I promise." She chuckled, "Now help me get onto this bed of mine, I doubt I'll be able to walk."

Hawk laughed with her, then gently set her down onto her soft bed, getting up himself. Robby walked into the room with the rag as Hawk went to find her toothbrush. Robby carefully wiped down her face, before changing sides and wiping done any extra cum that was left. "Thank you, sweetheart," She said, cupping his face sleepily. "My pleasure darling, you did amazing."

"Wait, Y/N, where's your toothbrush?!" Hawk shouted from the bathroom. "It should be on the counter- Oh, wait! It's all in the cupboard, Jordan moved them when she was cleaning the bathroom." She said, "That little clean freak," She mumbled to herself, but Robby happened to hear. "You aren't any better!" He shouted back as he also walked to the bathroom.

She laughed and shook her head as Hawk approached her with her dull-colored toothbrush in hand. "Okay, sit up, love." He said nicely. She let out a little whimper as she sat up, her muscles hurt.

"You need help?" Hawk offered, hovering his hand near her back to make sure if she fell he could catch her. "No, I'm okay." She argued drowsily, "Thanks, though." She exclaimed with a genuine smile on her face.

Hawk chuckled, "Okay, open." She laughed sneakily, "I'm having extreme deja vu." She joked. "Ha-ha, very funny, but seriously, princess, if you want me to brush your teeth, you're gonna have to cooperate with me."

She nodded, then smiled largely and Hawk started to brush her teeth for her. "Hey, Robby could you find and bring me a cup?" Hawk shouted, knowing that soon she was gonna have to spit.

Robby shouted a 'yeah' back and brought him a cup. Once Hawk had finished brushing her teeth and Robby had finished his business in the restroom, the three had layer together in her bed, the boys on either side of Y/N.

"Y'know, although I won't be able to walk for a week, I really enjoyed that," Y/N admitted, taking a glance at the two around her. Hawk and Robby both nodded their heads in agreement.

"Do you guys wanna keep doing this? But not just sex?" Y/N said, a little worried that they could possibly disagree. Robby smiled, "Y'know, I would like that." He smiled. "Yeah, me too," Hawk said. Y/N smiled sweetly, moving closer to the two boys around her.

She slept pretty well that night, she was extremely tired and I bet having not one, but two genuine boys at her side, probably helped a little bit as well.

♰

When Y/N woke up sleepily, both boys were still in a deep sleep. She carefully got up, it was around 10 am, but also a Saturday so she luckily didn't have many classes that day. It was hard for her to walk, but she knew she was gonna have to so she just decided to push through it. Or at least, try.

She quickly got herself dressed, slipping on her pajamas to go downstairs to get coffee.

Luckily for her and her classmates, the dorms offered coffee and donuts every morning to try and help the young adults so they didn't have to struggle with money if they were, and even if they weren't it was just nice to give them a little treat.

Y/N rubbed her eyes as she limped carefully down the hallway, and saw Jordan sat at the bar table, in their fuzzy pajamas and slippers, happily stuffing their face with a powdered donut. "Y/N!" They exclaimed with a mouthful as soon as they caught the eye of their best friend.

"Hey!" She smiled back, taking a seat next to them. "Where'd you end up staying last night?" She questioned. Jordan seemed to have gotten all excited, "Moon's dorm! Luckily for me, her roommate was visiting home yesterday, so she let me stay there." Jordan explained cheerfully. They were really a morning person, Y/N on the other hand, was not.

"Nice. But did anything... happen?" Y/N asked, hinting toward... well you get what she's hinting toward. "Yes, actually!" Jordan smiled proudly. Jordan before that night hadn't lost their virginity, they were waiting for the right time, and right person, and as soon as they laid eyes on Moon, they knew she was the one.

"That's great! Congrats, dude." Y/N smiled, punching Jordan's shoulder as they looked down bashfully. "Yeah, I'm really happy about it."

It went silent for a few seconds.

"Oh, shit! I totally forgot, I gotta bring Moon back a glazed donut, so I should probably go." Jordan said, quickly getting up, then grabbing a napkin and using that napkin to get a glazed donut.

"Well, good luck! Not that you need it, though." Y/N said. They softly smiled at each other, before Jordan speed-walked away, but only making it halfway before they stopped.

"Love you!" Jordan shouted at Y/N. She chuckled to herself as she shook her head, "Love you too!" Then blew a kiss their way.

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