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dingochef · 9 months

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Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x You (OFC)

Warnings: Swearing, Smut (MDNI 18+ Only), Stalking, P in V, oral (female and male receiving), Semi-public sex, light spanking, light bondage, blindfolds

Summary: Even though you should be the belle of the Annual Top Gun Navy Ball, you're more of a brat and Jake enjoys every minute of the teasing and the consequences later.

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Chapter 12

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Chapter 13: Belle or Brat?

Your Hallmark movie of a Thanksgiving trip to meet Jake's family ends Saturday at the Austin airport. Tom and Sharon have driven you and Jake to the airport and are giving you hugs and goodbyes on the curb.

Sharon is beaming when she goes to give you a hug,

"It has been so good to get to know you. I couldn't be happier that you and Jake found each other. We'll see you guys sooner than later. Take care, Elsa."

"Sharon, thank you for the wonderful time and being so welcoming. It was honestly one of the best holidays I've had in a long time."

Tom gives you a hug and you overhear Sharon talking to Jake as she hugs him goodbye.

"Love you, Jakey. Hold on to her," Sharon tells Jake.

"Love you too. I will, Mom. Don't worry."

The flight is uneventful and soon the plane is starting the intense descent into San Diego. You grab an Uber and head home, breathing in a sigh of relief as you unlocking your front door and step inside.

"Home sweet home," you say walking in. You look through the mail and think of the upcoming week. Nothing too insane for work and then the Navy Ball for the Top Gun team and a few other departments at North Island this coming Saturday.

When you and Jake had discussed it a few months ago you were unfamiliar with the concept of military ball.

"Have you ever been to one before?" you asked Jake.

"Yes, they're pretty standard throughout the Navy. I've never brought a date though. Seemed like a lot to ask someone I was only casual with. So, I'm excited to have you on my arm with me at this one."

"What am I supposed to wear?"

"Probably a fancy dress, evening gown thingy?"

You laughed,

"Very helpful."

"Cyclone said his wife would be available to take you and Lydia to a dress shop that's pretty good for these types of things."

"That'd be helpful, does Mrs. Cyclone have a name?"

Jake laughed and flipped through his phone,

"Maddie Simpson, I sent you her contact info."

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The week before the ball flows along as expected, work is busy but not too much. The schematics for Darkstar 2.0 are getting finalized. Lydia and you meet Friday after work for pedicures and manicures to get all dolled up for the ball tomorrow. You select a light pink for your toes and a golden beige for your nails, keeping it subtle. You and Lydia chat and exchange info on what to expect tomorrow.

"Rooster said to be prepared for a whole bunch of speeches, so his advice was to hold off your bathroom break till the middle of those," Lydia reports.

"Jake mentioned there's a receiving line where we get to meet all the big wigs," you offer up your bit of intel.

"It sounds like a prom mashed with a wedding."

"Well, it sounds like this won't be the only one we attend."

She gets a dreamy look on her face, "Yeah, I think these guys are sticking around. Who'd of thought, me going after some random guy I thought was hot at the bar for a quick fuck would have ended us up here?"

"I'll salute your sluttiness, it paid off this time, you laugh and stick your tongue out at Lydia letting her know you're joking. You continue,

"You realize we're going to have to come up with some fake story to tell our kids of how we met their dads till they're old enough. Something about your Aunt Lydia thought your Uncle was hot and was curious of how big his cock was and then your mom completely humiliated your dad in front of his friends. Then they went to a baseball game and fell in love. I don't think that's going to be kid appropriate for a looong time."

Lydia is cracking up.

"How about we say we all met at a church picnic?!"

"Let's go with that."

"So you thinking the whole deal with Hangman? Marriage and kids?"

"I know we're on the marriage train, I asked him when we made all this official if that's where we were headed. Kids are more of a question mark. The way he was with his nieces in Texas was so freaking adorable. It was easy to imagine him as a dad and for like the first time ever I felt my biological clock. Like I felt I needed to give him babies."

Lydia is half laughing and half in shock.

"You are in deep, you'd be good parents."

"You and Rooster?"

She pauses,

"I think he's going to propose. Rooster's been a little weird lately. I keep walking in on him writing something and muttering something like 'That's not it'. And he's been a little cagey like he's planning something."

"Is it a problem if he proposes?"

"I don't think so. It does feel a little soon."

"Would you say yes?"

"Yes, of course I would."

"Then don't worry about it."

"You're right."

At that moment your nail technicians let you know you're done. You walk out doing your best to keep your nails smudge free. Waving your goodbyes to Lydia you promise to see her tomorrow at the ball.

Jake and you have a quiet evening in and an easy Saturday morning, not doing too much knowing you have a big event tonight.

The cocktail hour starts at 5 pm so you're ready by 4:30 and walk out to meet Jake in the living room. He is sitting on the couch fiddling with his phone and he stands up when he hears you on the wood floor. You are treated to a look of surprise and utter adoration from Jake.

"Oh El, you look gorgeous," he declares and

You do a little twirl around showing him the full look.

Your dress is a dark navy one shoulder style mermaid style dress with a plunging back and strap across the back to hold it together. There is a slit down the side to help with movement. When you were picking out dresses with Lydia and Maddie Simpson this one stood out to you for the bare back. It was easy to imagine the feel of Jake's hand on your back.

He walks around the couch, eyeing you from head to toe.

"God, I'm not sure we're gonna make it there, you look so good."

He also looks extremely good in his dress uniform. It's his most formal one with a dinner jacket with tails, bowtie, and cumberbund. You hold back the girlish sigh on your lips on how unbelievably handsome he is.

"You keep your hands to yourself mister, this took a lot of work."

"Fine, fine, I'll take you out and show you off," he stands behind you and leans in as he brushes his hand up your back,

"I'll just have to wait to have my way with you, I can tell the way you're eyeing me you've got ideas too."

You let out a traitorous sigh,

"Maybe, but we should get going." Jake just chuckles and kisses your temple.

When you arrive you pick up a name tag at a table near the entrance that says, "Dr. Elsa Matthews, PhD, PE, Guest of Lieutenant Jake Seresin."

"Jake, you didn't have to put titles on my name tag," you chide him. He laughs,

"It's not to boost your ego, it's a tactical move to annoy one of my coworkers, Jenkins. He's convinced that there isn't a woman smart enough to have a PhD in aerospace engineering so I thought I'd pump up your credentials to mess with him."

"How mature," you respond. You make your way to the bar, get a drink, and prepare to mingle.

Jake sees Rooster and Lydia first, "Look there's Rooster and Lydia. Let's grab a table with them while we can."

You make your way over to Rooster and Lydia and greet them on the side of the giant room.

"Lydia, Rooster, you guys look great," you say giving them each a hug. Rooster gives the compliment back, at least to you,

"Elsa, you look stunning. Hangman, you look adequate."

Jake just laughs,

"I'm wearing the same thing you are, but I make this look good. I'd give you a solid C+."

Rooster opens his mouth to send another volley, but Lydia stops him,

"Let's grab a table so we can make sure we all sit together. I need Elsa as my emotional support animal to get through this."

You snag a table near the back and on the edge.

"Strategic," you say, "Makes bathroom breaks more subtle."

Jake leans in so only you can hear, "Or sneaking off to do other things." He winks as he leans out to join the conversation.

Rooster looks over your head and groans a little,

"Here comes Jenkins."

"The one who doesn't think women can be engineers?" you ask Jake.

"Yup."

A guy with black hair in a buzz cut and a pudgy face with a scraggly mustache appears with his date, a petite blond that looks like she could get blown away in a stiff wind.

"Hangman, so this is the infamous girlfriend, Elsa. I'm Paul" he says, grabbing your hand and kissing it in greeting,

"Enchanté."

You're shocked he would do that in front of his date/ girlfriend. Jake is rolling his eyes at the over the top gesture.

"Nice to meet you, Paul," you turn to his date, "and you too."

She responds,

"Sarah, his sister."

You feel slightly better that he's not a total sleazeball.

"Sarah, these are my coworkers, Hangman and Rooster. This is supposedly Hangman's smarty pants girlfriend," he leans uncomfortably close to your chest to read your name tag out loud verbatim,

"Dr. Elsa Matthews, PhD, PE."

Sarah and you nod at each other.

"What's the PE for?" Jenkins asks.

"Licensed Professional Engineer."

"So basically a nerd license?"

Jenkins laughs jarringly like a hyena looking around the group to see if anybody else is laughing. No one is.

"Yeah, something like that. So, Sarah, do you live in the area or are you visiting?" you ask, trying to divert the conversation to something more interesting. Jenkins isn't having it,

"Alright, if you're actually a doctor in aerospace engineering, tell me something smart."

"I didn't think this was going to turn into a job interview. You could just look at my LinkedIn page if you want to know all my professional accomplishments."

Jake smirks as he watches. Jenkins doesn't give up,

"Naw naw, Doc. Say something smart."

"Will telling you I have three parents for hypersonic aviation modular life support systems, out of a total of 22 patents, shut you up?"

Jake and Rooster are smiling into their drinks watching the conversation. You can tell they aren't particularly fond of Jenkins.

"Okay, okay, I get it. You don't have to be a show off. If you're so smart then why are you with Hangman? I'm on the market, baby."

Jake has snorted his beer through his nose and is coughing, Rooster pats him on the back. Rooster and Lydia are waiting for your next verbal volley like they're watching a tennis match.

"It's because he has a giant cock. Do I need to describe that in great detail so you understand, too?"

You respond with an accompanying hand gesture, slowly, like you're talking to a child, a particularly slow child with a bad mustache. Sarah hides a smile at her idiot brother. Rooster coughs into drink.

Jenkins barks out his hyena laugh,

"I like this one, Seresin!"

Sarah grabs her brother's shoulder and urges him to walk away. He looks over his shoulder as he turns,

"Hey baby, if you find you get bored with the Hangman and want to hang out with a hung man," he gestures obscenely to his crotch, making you gag a little,

"Give me a call, sweet cheeks."

Rooster calls out to Sarah,

"I'd keep him away from the bar for the rest of the night, just a word of advice."

You look at Jake,

"What the hell is wrong with him? And please tell me he doesn't fly a plane."

"Multiple things, probably dropped on his head as a child, many, many times," Jake responds,

"And no, thank God, he is not a pilot. He's in charge of aircraft parts, so a glorified inventory clerk."

"Please tell me that's your weirdest coworker," you plead with Jake and Rooster.

"Yes, everybody else is pretty normal." Jake answers.

You lean over to Jake,

"I'm not going to get you in trouble for that big cock comment, am I?"

Jake looks at you,

"Don't worry about it, the higher ups don't believe anything he says. I would probably recommend not saying that to Cyclone, it might be a bit of a weird conversation starter."

You laugh, the tension easing.

You and Jake circulate around and meet more of Jake's coworkers and the rest are pleasant and not obnoxious jackasses.

Soon dinner is served and the speeches start up. They feel a lot like corporate speeches but with more patriotism sprinkled in. You are definitely bored by the end of the first one. Maybe it is the champagne on an empty stomach, but you decide to mess with Jake a little bit. You slip your heel off and nudge Jake's pant leg with your foot making contact with the skin under the fabric. Jake's eyebrow raises and he gives you a slight smile as he realizes what you are doing. After a few minutes you put it back in your shoe.

At the next applause break, you pretend to fiddle with your earring and pop it off into your hand.

"Oh no, I think I just lost my earring," you say loud enough to catch Jake's attention,

"I think it fell off that way."

You point towards Jake's feet. You lean over to peek under the tablecloth and as you do you cup Jake's crotch. You know the view of your actions is obscured by the tablecloth and your body. You're rewarded with a quick breath in from Jake.

You emerge from the tablecloth holding your earring, stating,

"Found it," as you put it back on. Jake is staring at you more pointedly now, eyebrow raised in question.

You lean to whisper so only he can hear,

"I'll stop if you say stop. I won't do anything that would embarrass you, just want to rile you up for later."

You pull back to see his response and he leans back in to whisper into your ear.

"Just know you'll face the consequences later," he smirks.

It's your turn to get a little flush and give him a knowing smile. Another speech starts and you keep your hands to yourself for the entirety of the speech. At the end, you use the moment to excuse yourself to the bathroom. When you're in the stall you slide off the lacy thong you chose for tonight and ball it up in your hand. As you sit back down you sneak the underwear in Jake's pants pocket. His hand goes to investigate and the moment he recognizes that it is lacy fabric and his jaw clenches ever so slightly. He looks at you eyebrows raised and the corner of his mouth quirked up in amusement.

The room darkens for a video on a screen up front. You use the opportunity to slide Jake's hand to the slit on your dress, that is conveniently on the side nearest him. You place your napkin over his hand to obscure the scene. His hand is on your skin and ever so slowly creeping around to your inner thigh, trying to flex his fingers up towards your pussy. The video ends and he discreetly pulls his hand back to clap, making eye contact with you the whole time.

The speeches are over and they announce that the dance floor is open. Jake stands up and extends his hand, "May I have this dance, El?"

The music is classical and you recognize it as a waltz. You're surprised when we get to the dance floor and Jake leads you in a perfect waltz.

"Should I add ballroom dancing to your list of many hidden talents?" you ask Jake as he gives you a twirl.

"Yes, among others. My mom insisted we learn to dance the classics. And how are you so well informed on ballroom dance techniques?"

"My mom made me go to cotillion. I remember all the dances and how to set a 36 inch place setting."

"What a useful skill in this day and age," he laughs.

After a few more classical dances, the music has changed to more contemporary pop and rock and roll making the dancing more informal. Lydia and Rooster make their way to you on the dance floor. The lighting has changed and the room is darker and by the DJ stand there are colored lights that change with the beat of the music. It feels like a high school prom with some of the music choices, and you have fun trying out cheesy moves mostly to make everyone else laugh.

The song switches to a song you recognize, Eric Clapton's Wonderful Tonight. Jake places one hand on your back on the bare skin and takes your hand in the other. You place your free hand on his shoulder and start to sway in time with the music. Jake is singing along just loud enough for you to hear and his deep voice reverberates through his chest against yours. You wonder if you can fall even more in love with him the way he's looking at you when the song ends.

Borrowing a lyric from the song, you say,

"It's time to go home now."

He laughs at your choice of words and lowers his head to tell you,

"Someone also needs to face the consequences of her actions, like putting her panties in my pocket so I know you're bare and there'd be nothing in my way."

You swallow hard and just dumbly nod, no coherent thoughts forming, Jake sees the look on your face and just smirks. You make our goodbyes to Lydia and Rooster and head out to the car.

You are barely buckled in when Jake's hand finds the slit in your dress. Pushing his hand up toward your pussy, he extends his fingers and just gently parts the folds around your clit, and then suddenly retreats his hand. You whine at the loss of contact.

"Does someone not like getting teased?" he laughs.

He leans over the console and puts a hand behind your head to catch your lips and mouth in a deep kiss that you feel all the way to your toes. He pulls back and starts the car, leaving you breathless and needy.

"El, you're lucky this is a stick or you'd be getting a lot more teasing on the drive home."

You are never happier that you live only 10 minutes from the base. Jake drives you home in what feels like a deliberately slower manner. You finally break,

"Jake, I need you inside me as soon as possible."

"Ooh, you are hot and ready to go. This'll make what I have planned for you even better."

"What do you have planned, besides fucking me the instant we get inside the door?"

"Oh, so much more, sweetheart. Just you wait."

Mercifully, you arrive home. You feel like you are sprinting to get the door unlocked and Jake is taking his sweet time getting to the porch. You step inside and Jake follows. He pulls you back to his chest and starts to kiss a line down your neck. Jake guides you to the bedroom and unzips your dress leaving you completely naked. He pushes you onto the bed so you are sitting on the edge.

"You were a wretched little tease tonight," he grabs your chin and tilts it up to look at him, "I've been thinking of all the ways I could have you when we got back here."

His thumb rubs across your lower lip and you take it into your mouth and suck on it earning a low groan from him.

"Teases need to learn some lessons in patience," he purrs as his hand slides down to cup your breasts and pinch your nipple, ripping a ragged moan from you.

"Lay down and wait, I'll be right back," he looks at you and says with deadly seriousness, "Do not touch yourself. understand me?"

You nod in agreement. He leaves the room and you slip off your heels and lay down on the top of your bed.

He returns holding a small bowl and the belt from your silk robe. He puts the small bowl on the dresser and kneels next to the bed.

"El, I'm going to tie you to the bed and blindfold you. Are you okay with that?" He is searching your eyes for any hesitancy.

"I'm very okay with that," you practically purr.

He breaks into the panty dropper smile and says,

"Good, we can stop this at any time, just say red light."

He is referencing the system you agreed upon for communicating in bed.

"Sounds good, green light."

He lifts your hands up above your head and the cool softness of the silk robe belt encircling your wrists and the fabric tightens as he ties it to the headboard. You flex your arms and find that you can't move them far. Jake is now standing next to the bed staring at you. He has pulled his dinner jacket off and thrown it over the back of the armchair in the corner, the medals clinking as it lands. Next he pulls off the cumberbund and sends it over to join the jacket. He unties his bow tie, throwing it down to the bed next to you and unbuttons the top few buttons of his shirt. His next move is classically sexy and makes you press your thighs together to get some kind of friction. He pulls his cufflinks out and puts them on top of the dresser next to him and then he methodically rolls his sleeves up revealing his tanned and muscular forearms.

"Enjoying the show, El?" he laughs.

"Very much," you breathe more than speak.

"Good," he says as he sits down on the bed taking the bow tie in his hand and he ties it gently around your head pulling the fabric to cover your eyes.

You take a deep breath and relax into the bed.

"Good, El?"

"Very good, Jake."

The first thing you feel is Jake's hands sweeping up your legs and just skimming the inside of your thighs short circuiting your brain. You try to thrust your pelvis towards his hands and he evades your motions and continues up your body. You whine out a little pout. Jake just laughs. His hands move along to cup your breasts, just pinching at the nipple to a firm point before he leans down to kiss them. He pulls back and you are lost without any contact from him.

The bed dips around your waist and the crisp fabric of his dress pants stretches across your thighs as he straddles you. You are unsure what his next move will be until the cool metal of his dog tags fall on your chest, eliciting a squeak from you. He huffs out a little laugh.

Jake leans down and holds his lips just above yours, the heat from his mouth apparent on your lips as he talks,

"Sweet, sweet, El. Who knew you were such cock tease and so naughty."

He traces a finger down your cheek and across your lips as he talks. You try to lift your head to kiss his lips and he pulls away before you make contact. Your head falls to the bed in defeat and then Jake is kissing you hard, tongue invading your mouth. He pulls away and you lift your head to chase his lips for more, earning another soft and teasing laugh from him.

Jaken kisses a line down your jaw and neck, continuing his path down your chest and finally settling his lips just under your left breast. The feeling from his lips intensifies and he sucks a bruise there, the slight pain from the blood vessels breaking blissfully radiating out. You're so tightly wound that anything, any feeling, pain or pleasure, soothes you. You moan loudly at that thought. He pulls off and gently kisses the sensitive area.

Ghosting his lips down your stomach he swerves at the last second avoiding your very wet and very needy pussy. You whine out in frustration, and plead to him,

"That's where I need it, please, Jake."

"Are we frustrated, El?"

"Yes, please, please touch me. Anything." you plead, sounding a bit desperate.

"It's okay, El. I'll take care of you," Jake coos reassuringly. The bed springs up and the weight of Jake is gone leaving you a little unmoored. Sounds you can't identify filter over from the far side of the room and suddenly you are overwhelmed by a cold burst of wetness on your nipples, they pebble and firm up instantly. An undignified yelp escapes your mouth with a

"What was that?"

"Ice," Jake laughs as he settles in the bed, and you can practically hear his smirk. He resumes his position over you and his cold lips trail down your torso and engulf your clit with no warning. You respond by squealing a mix of pleasure and pain and lifting your hips as far off the bed as possible, unsure if you want to retreat or want more.

"You are so much fun to tease. So responsive and sensitive," Jake says as he pulls back.

"Not fair, I need you, Jake," you respond, emphasizing the word need. He returns his cold mouth to your clit and begins to lick it fast and hard. Two fingers into you without any resistance and join his tongue in his fast rhythm. It doesn't take long for his mouth to warm up and push you to the edge of climax.

You are a moaning mess, and all you can sob out is,

"So close, so close, don't stop."

He pulls his face back and keeps his fingers in you at the same intense pace.

"You don't get to come till I let you, El."

If it was possible that statement would have made you even wetter. It's not helping how turned on you are. He plants his mouth hard on your clit and keeps licking.

"Please, can I come?"

Your begging question fills the air. "Please?" You ask again. You are so close that you know Jake can feel your walls fluttering around his fingers. Every second you're kept waiting is an exquisite mix of overwhelming bliss and the pain of almost coming.

Abruptly Jake pulls back everything. His mouth and hands are gone and your hips lift to chase him.

"What the fuck, Jake?"

You try to sound more indignant than needy. He just laughs as an answer. The bed shifts as Jake stands up. The sound of his clothes hitting the floor is followed by the ties at your wrists being undone.

The bed dips and Jake flips you over with the ease that only he can achieve. You are still blindfolded and unsure of his next move. He grips your hips and pulls your ass up as he gently pushes your head down to the bed. Your knees are being pushed apart with his knee and his hard cock brushes against your thighs enticingly. He is so achingly close to tight where you need him.

Finally, he takes pity on you and runs the head of his cock through your glistening folds.

"You ready, El?" he asks, still teasing your slit.

You practically shout,

"Yes, please fuck me, please."

"So needy, the tease doesn't like to be teased?"

He is laughing as he kisses down your spine.

You reach a hand back to try and touch yourself for some relief and you are treated to a stinging slap on your ass. You bite your lip to keep the moan it pulls out of you in, not wanting to give Jake the satisfaction right now, not when he's teasing you so mercilessly.

"Do I have to tie you up again? You'll come when I tell you, El."

Your whine in response is pure lust and absolute need,

"No, sir. Please fuck me, I need you."

He obliges and plunges in without any more warning or teasing. You almost come before he has bottomed out. With how hard you're gripping the comforter in your hands holding 9ff your orgasm, you're slightly afraid you're going to rip holes in the fabric, not that any part of your brain can be bothered to care. Each of Jake's thrusts pulls out a moan that sounds more like of a sob of relief than of pleasure. Jake pulls all the way back out and for a second you are lost. He pushes back in and starts to fuck you slowly. You try to speed up his thrusts by pushing back your body.

He laughs and grips your hips hard to still you, the thought that he might leave bruises makes you clench around him,

"Remember, who's in charge here?"

You don't respond and feel another harsh slap on the other cheek of your ass. This time you can't help the moan and accompanying clench of your pussy on his cock.

"Answer me, El."

"You are, Lieutenant," is all you can choke out, your need to come overwhelming you. The word triggers something in Jake and he is now fucking you at a relentless pace. His body is starting to tense, a sign he is getting close to the edge; he mercifully slips his hand down to touch your clit. You are right back at that edge of ecstasy within seconds and you hear yourself begging again,

"Please, can I come? Lieutenant? Please?"

His body stutters and you know he is close. Through gritted teeth, he says,

"Come around my cock baby, I want to feel how much you need it."

That is all the encouragement you need. You shatter around him clenching hard. The orgasm is so overwhelming that if you hadn't had the blindfold on still the room would have grayed out.

Your head thunks down to the soft mattress as the pleasure rolls over you, Jake thrusts a few more times to chase his release, his hands gripping at your hips hard to keep you from moving up the bed.

"Fuck, El, gonna come, gonna fill you up," he grits out. You are still in the throes of your climax that you are almost too out of it to say anything.

"Please, Jake, give it to me. I've been good, please," you rasp. He comes with a mighty roar and bends down, his chest against your back as he catches his breath, one hand planted on the bed to support his weight, the other rubbing soothing circles on your side.

He reaches down to your shoulder and pulls you up to his chest tilting your head to kiss you sweetly, a contrast to the intensity of a few minutes ago. Jake pulls the blindfold off and slowly pulls out of you. He gently lowers you to the bed and lays down next to you pulling you into his arms. Your head settles on his chest as you both come down from your mutual high. After a few minutes Jake kisses your forehead tenderly.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

"Yes, way better than okay, in fact great," you respond. He laughs at your effusive gushing and his lips are on your forehead again. You roll over to your stomach so you can see his face.

"That's definitely been a fantasy of mine, never really trusted anyone enough to let go of that control," you tell him as you trace idle circles on his chest with your index finger.

"I remembered from one of your trips to Bakersfield. Did it live up to your expectations?" he asks.

"Not that this is a Yelp review or anything, but 5/5 greatly exceeded my expectations. Would have sex like this again."

You're rewarded with one of Jake's deep laughs,

"How am I supposed to keep my ego in check if you're telling me that kind of stuff?"

"You earned it, stud." you yawn, aware of how late it is.

"Is Cinderella out past midnight?" Jake teases.

"Yes, and she is quickly turning into a pumpkin. I'm going to wash all this makeup off and then I'm going to cuddle up to my handsome stud of a boyfriend and fall asleep."

"Sounds excellent," Jake yawns back in agreement. You head to the bathroom and when you return Jake is already asleep. You turn off the lights and slide into bed and lay your head on his chest before sleep overtakes you.

Up next: Elsa's family comes to town for Christmas and it's not all hot chocolate and hugs...*foreshadowing*.

Chapter 14

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Fantasy Time: I’m still presenting male when we out shopping. Under my jeans are my thong, garter belt and stockings. Under my shirt is a bra no pads or forms today. I’m still paranoid someone will see the strap outlines from under my shirt so I have a light jacket too. You said I didn’t need to worry but I can’t help it, I trust you. You grab my hand as we walk inside, up the escalator sweetie we’re going to get you some new clothes. I nervously glance around hoping nobody overheard you. I see your smirk as you gently squeeze my hand and we head up.

Prom is coming up so the dresses are on full display at the top of the escalator. I don’t want you to see that I’m interested but you know I am. Don’t worry babe we’ll swing by later. We head over to intimates and you start poking around while I try to look as uninterested and scope out other customers. I breathe a slight sigh of relief and move closer to your position.

You already have a handful of various panties. Hold these I need to check the other tables and hand me your collection. I’m blushing a bit, excited and a bit embarrassed as we move between tables or various colors and styles. Grab a basket and meet me in the bras. As I turn to leave a woman walks up surprising me with a finding everything ok? Yep, yes just need a basket I guess. Let me help you honey. I follow her to the checkout and place the items in the basket she gives. Let me know if you need any help dear. Oh my god, does she know? She can’t know? Uh, thanks I reply adjusting my jacket she can see my bra. I just know she knows these are for me!

As I return to you in the bra section you already have various colors of pullovers bras you dump into the basket. Now for something to enhance your chest…. You grab at my chest to squeeze my non existent cup size. You already have Bs at home it’s time to bump you up to Ds. Beige, flowery, black it feels like too many. There’s four or five I try to look disinterested. Oh there not all for you, I think we need to match when we start going out. I swallow the lump in my throat, when… when’s this? Don’t worry I’ll take care of everything and nobody will really care or know.

What else did we need up here? Let’s get you a shorter skit and then a dress so you can look pretty for the Prom. Most of the skirts are long and not short enough for me you say. You always seem to find whatever you’re looking for and show me too very short skirts. Which one would you pick? The black one? I respond. Silly sissy you get both! Pink and black, you should be so happy. You’ll look amazing, trust me. I do, You toss them at me and I stuff them in the basket. It’s getting heavier but I don’t mention that I think it’s too much at once. I’m getting overstimulated thinking about what you have me wear tomorrow or even when we get home.

Another employee walks up to you this time. Looking for something special dear? Yes, in fact, a fancy dress. She responds, you seem too old for Prom. We’re going to have our own Prom with some friends that never made it back when we were all in high school. That’s a fun idea come to the back section that’s where most of the full size dresses that may work for you are. Thank you so much you replied. I followed feeling my skin start to warm at my neck. I’ll leave you two to it and men’s wear is down stairs if the gentleman needs to refresh his wardrobe too. I gave her a polite nod back as you thank her, we already have something planned for you to wear don’t we dear? All I can muster is an embarrassed nod.

She wanders off as you start hunting the racks, you always know what I need and I let you work. We both know we want you to dress me. It makes me feel warm when you pick out my clothes each day and you like the power that you retain over me. Flowery? Black? Off the shoulder? We bounce around the department and setting off a deep purple off the shoulder piece that I fee is too short for outside the house. How about this? Regardless of my answer I already know you’ve decided but I respond, I think my bulge will show? Then you need to learn to keep your legs together slut! I avert my eyes and nod. I can feel your gaze on me, yes mistress. You lay it over my hands carrying the basket, I think we’re done, your fishnets at home will look great with these.

We don’t go to the register up on this floor to my dismay. We head back down to the first level and head right up to the counter. Only a couple people in front of us waiting nobody behind. You size the opportunity and take ahold of my crotch. Ok baby momma’s got you a whole new wardrobe for you to try on when we get home. You’re going to model everything for me and if you dance well enough for me you can eat at your favorite place. You take one of my hands and place it in your crotch now be a good girl and pay. You give my behind a quick swat as i set the basket on the counter on our turn and make chit chat with the cashier the whole time. I’m expecting to assume she’ll assume they’re all mine but she doesn’t. I pay, say thank you and I grab the bags to move quickly to the exit. As we walk out the door you praise me, You did good in there honey but next time you are going to pick out the clothes and I’ll assist you in specifics, now let’s go get you redressed in something we’ll both enjoy!

#cross dressing #panty sissy #sissy desires #mommy’s good girl #pantylover #tg story

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Certainly, it seems like the show's creators used color coordination in the characters' outfits to convey subtle messaging about their relationships. In episode 418, the color choices of Jordan, Layla and Simone’s clothing appear to reflect the dynamics between them.

In the first scene at the beach house, Jordan's dark blue shirt and Layla's light blue outfit may symbolize their budding connection and the calmness of their relationship. The contrast between Jordan's dark blue and Simone's white outfit could signify the emotional distance between Jordan and Simone at that point.

At Spencer's apparel launch, Jordan's white shirt with black designs could represent his growth and change, while Layla's all-white attire could symbolize a fresh start. Simone's mostly black outfit might imply tension or a darker aspect in her connection with Jordan.

The fact that Layla's outfit color is closer to Jordan's in both scenes could indeed reflect their stronger bond and growing closeness. The shift in Layla's and Jordan's outfits complementing each other more by season 5 could signify their evolving relationship and alignment on a deeper level.

Overall, the color choices in their outfits seem to serve as a visual metaphor, subtly expressing the characters' emotions and relationships as they develop throughout the show. It's a clever way to convey narrative details without explicitly spelling them out in the dialogue.

Can you go into more detail about other things you noticed about their outfit choices?

Yes?!?! I just ask that you please please please share more of your own observations about outfit choices as well!!

I had a discussion with a friend about this months ago and went through all their scenes and discovered how much they really did match or coordinate. I won't go quite as granular as I did, but sometimes I can't help myself. It's too fun.

I mean, you got the biggest callback to their moments in 2x10 with Jordan's suit in 5x04. And then Layla's yellow dress in both 3x18 and 5x04.

Layla and Jordan are much more coordinated in 3x07 than he Simone are. Layla's also in white, and Jordan's talking about her dad and throwing the word "endgame" around. Spencer is in much darker colors.

And in season 3, Simone and Layla keep wearing opposite, coordinating colors. Like, during their plan to set up the boys, they're in similar cut outfits, but Simone's in light red, and Layla's in light blue. And even during their PE class, they're in opposite gym outfits.

But outfit coordination really picks up steam in s4. In their first scene together, jordayla is in cream/white. Which makes me think of your point... new beginnings? In 4x06, they're in muted grayish/blue tones. And obv in 4x07, they're both in shades of pink. They look like they planned to go to prom together. Actually, all the teen couples match at prom: jordayla, spelivias in black, jasher are both in ties, and catience is in orange.

4x08, they're both in florals briefly. 4x12, Jordan's collar matches the exact shade of green of Layla's outfit. They're both in yellowish beige in 4x13. They're both in blue in 4x14. Then in 4x16, the white under his jacket matches her white throughout the ep. They're both in blue/gray tones in 4x17. And then the lovely 4x18 outfits for all three that you laid out.

4x19, they're in orange and black, the classic Halloween colors. And again, to your thoughts about color, perhaps they're on differing color palettes because they were opposing each other all episode? And for the first kiss, they are both bright, bright, bright.

For 5x01, Jordan's undershirt matches Layla's dress when we get our first scene, and even her lipstick matches his button up. Simone and Layla are in red and green at the party... the two sides of the triangle.

5x02 has them in reds/pinks. 5x03, Jordan manipulated for them to coordinate. They looked fantastic together. 5x04, They're in white and black. And I can't help but wonder if Jordan's in white bc he wants to be open about their relationship while Layla wants to keep it hidden.

5x05, they're in Valentine colors. Jordan's in red and white, and Layla's in white. And then in hc 2x07, Simone's in dark brown, Layla's in a mixture of beige/light brown. And their most prevalent coordination to me was seeing them both in really pretty jewel toned blouses in a deep purple and hot pink.

5x08 has jordayla in multicolor with earth tones. Plus the white accents in Jordan's tracksuit matches Layla's tracksuit, and they're in white and black at the end. 5x11, the black in her dress/accessories matches his black. They're both in gray at GW's.

They're both in gray/silver in 5x13. This was pointed out before, but all the couples at the end of the ep were coordinated with jordayla in gray, spelivia in black and white, and jasher in red and beige. They're in dark colors in the fridge scene in 5x14 and then they're in pinks/reds in the ily scene.

In 5x15, her top matches his pants perfectly. And that's a weird color to match. 5x18 shows them in light colors up front and the end. And the black accents in her jacket matches his black outfit in 5x20.

I mean, some of these might be coincidental, but there is quite a pattern of them matching/coordinating, especially the closer they became to each other.

Anon, please expand on any of these I mentioned or throw in new ones of your own if you'd like. I really loved your color analysis. <3

#jordayla #all american #jordan baker #layla keating #simone hicks #spelivia #jasher #catience

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The highly anticipated event for senior year finally approaches: prom, the biggest milestone conquered in high school, right under graduation. Finny and Sylvie are running for Prom King and Queen, which I can infer was Sylvie’s idea. Although Finny is popular and well-liked by everyone, he tries to avoid grand gestures like being crowned King.

One thing I admire Autumn’s friend group for is their rejection of modernity and embracing uniqueness, illuminated through their prom attire choices. The group looked for old wedding dresses at Goodwill for Sasha while Angie creates her dress out of blue crepe, whereas Autumn is buying a dress from a department store per her mother’s request. She normally would’ve refused, but she wanted to make her mom happy. I appreciate her selflessness in this situation even though she anticipates finding something “cool.” I loved how Autumn used colors to connect events in her life to dresses. “I try on all kinds of pink, for her. I wear blues and greens because Dad is leaving her, and we consider oranges and reds because the world is open to us now.” From my own inferences, Autumn’s mother loves pink because it signifies femininity and love, the two things she thinks of when she sees Autumn, a teenage girl who is flourishing into a an adult. She connects blues and greens to her father leaving, because while blue represents sadness, it also means to heal, and green emphasizes new beginnings, growth, renewal, and abundance. Her parent’s relationship concluding is a new chapter for the family, chances to heal and move on, and the opportunity for Autumn’s mother to find the relationship she feels loved in. Trying on the oranges and reds was Autumn keeping her options open, opting for colors she didn’t think of initially, because the world is open to her now to try new things. However, she felt as if every dress she tried on created a girl who wasn’t herself.

Until she tries on her perfect dress, “beige satin, nearly the color of my skin, with one, just one layer of black tulle over the skirt and bodice.” Now, if I’m going to connect colors with events in her life, beige signifies simplicity, comfort, and trust. Autumn fell in love with this dress because she felt comfortable and beautiful in something so simple.

I didn’t like how Autumn and her friends embraced so much cynicism on prom. She states that it’s not cool to think prom is a big deal, and that kids who rent limos are pretentious and take prom too seriously. I think prom is an event that deserves to be celebrated because there is only one every lifetime. This should be the one night they set aside the judgment and glares to just enjoy the special night together before graduation. Autumn acknowledges the special night when she claims her tiara is an every day accessory and that prom is a significant event resulting in no tiara glimmering on her head, which I found ironic and funny.

After prom is when I started to dislike Jamie and begin to suspect his integrity. Autumn began to consider what Jamie had asked her about, taking a step further in their relationship and getting intimate. To my surprise, he dismissed all of it by cutting Autumn off mid sentence, claiming he doesn’t have space in his mind to think about it because he’s stressed about finals. When she tells him she loves him, all he had to say was “me too,” never telling her he loves her as well. As a senior myself approaching graduation, I understand his stress about everything to come after the cap and gown are taken off. However, cutting Autumn off and not telling her he loves her back is hurtful and suspicious, yet Autumn payed no mind to it.

The most important event of senior year is here, now graduation. The most important milestone Finny and Autumn have reached together. From the first day of kindergarten, to their graduation. I wish this was a movie so I could physically see them grow up together, but reading about it leaves me to my imagination. Jamie invited Autumn out to eat after the ceremony and said he has to talk to her about something, but she declined to be with her mom, Aunt Angelina and Finny. Rightfully so.

The next morning, he comes to her house and tells her he can’t be in their relationship anymore because she’s “depressed all the time.” I perceive Jamie as someone who avoids over-reliance and being someone’s light at the end of a tunnel. My suspicions were correct, there was something wrong with Jamie and he planned to break up with her the day of her graduation. In relationships, 100%, 50/50 effort is needed for two people to last. Sometimes, setbacks, such as a partner going through a hard time, will occur and result in a slight loss in effort. This is when the 50/50 turns into 70/30 until it’s equal again. Jamie and Autumn’s relationship was put to the test, but he was too weak to try harder for her. This is when I connected her relationship to her friend group, which I repeatedly stated are not good friends to her, she deserves people who will make her feel seen, people like Finny. The absolute cherry on top occurred 3 seconds later when Jamie revealed that he and Sasha, one of her best friends, discovered their feelings for each other on prom night. Autumn’s depression worsens. She stayed in her pajamas for two days, inducing her sleep to avoid wallowing in the breakup. She believes numb is better than feeling. I disagree, because bottling up emotions can crack the glass and explode into feeling worse. Her friend group, of course, is not here to comfort her. Sasha slept with Jamie, Brooke can’t be trusted because she and Jamie are cousins, and Angie is about to go into labor. The one person who was there for her was Finny. He came over to comfort her then took her out for ice cream and a trip to the park, then asks if he can take her out for breakfast the next day. This made my love for Finny grow.

Vocabulary:

Oblivious: not aware of or not concerned about what is happening around one.

Crepe: a light, thin fabric with a wrinkled surface.

Pretentious: attempting to impress by affecting greater importance, talent, culture, etc., than is actually possessed.

Cynical: concerned only with one's own interests and typically disregarding accepted or appropriate standards in order to achieve them.

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Rewound Review #409: Pretty in Pink A girl from the wrong side of the tracks struggles to maintain a relationship with a rich boy. I just read an interesting memoir titled "Searching For John Hughes" so I was inspired to pick one of his movies off the rack. It has been a while & although I wouldn't say this is my favorite of his high school genre films, it held up well & was a pleasure to rewatch. Molly Ringwald is a pro at playing somewhat annoying yet likable characters, I'll watch Harry Dean Stanton do pretty much anything & the 3 main dudes are perfectly cast. Annie Potts' character Iona really stuck out to me this time (maybe cause she's slightly older & thus more relatable to me than teenagers) but I was bummed that she was subjected to the whole 'give up your cool alternative style & become a normie so other people will like you' trope that Hughes was fond of. Also a bummer? My prediction of what happened after the happy ending: Blane, so easily swayed by peer pressure, dumps Andie as soon as he gets to college. Andie, as naive & self absorbed as she is, runs back to Duckie who, so desperate for her attention, totally let's her walk all over him. Even more of a bummer? That prom dress. "Breathtaking" is one way to put it if by that you mean my breath was taken away by the fact that it made me long for the somehow more visually pleasing 'full beige suit, unbuttoned shirt, loafers with no socks, feathered hair' look James Spader was sporting. P.S. This soundtrack rulz. #VHS https://www.instagram.com/p/Civ-GFSJLuy/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Prom Dresses Fashion Trends

There's not much time left before the prom. A few more weeks and for the graduates of 2021, the last bell will ring as an invitation to adulthood. There are many types of women's dresses. The most common type is the evening dress, which women wear for formal events such as weddings and proms. Other popular styles include:

• Cocktail dresses for parties, proms, or other special occasions.

• Bridesmaid dresses for wedding attendees.

• Day dresses can be worn to work or on a casual date with friends.

These dresses are designed to emphasize the feminine shape, so they fit well in all the right places while still being comfortable enough to wear all day. For example, you could wear one to work on your lunch break or even as part of your business attire if it fits your office dress code.

You could also pair one with nice heels and jewellery for a date or other special occasion where you need something more formal than jeans but less stuffy than business suits. A good women's dress is the one that suits you.

A solemn event for a young person ready to cross the threshold of adulthood also involves evening dresses, as in adults. Bows, short dresses, pretty ruffles, and pleats are part of the school's past. Leading designers recommend that slim, tall graduates wear a floor-length gown. It should be made of organza, silk, chiffon, or other light, translucent fabric.

The Empire-style dress is still in vogue. It is reminiscent of Greek tunics with its pleats and graceful drapes. A dress in this style will perfectly decorate girls of medium height. Shoes on a stable platform or wedge are well combined with such an outfit.

• Classic style

Those afraid of making a mistake with the choice of style, colour, and fabric of prom dresses but who want to look charming at the prom should pay attention to the proven classics. A mid-calf or floor-length black or beige dress is ideal.

You can diversify the model with various accessories and details. Also, such a dress can later be worn for special gatherings and celebrations. Play a classic outfit with embellishments to create beautiful new looks.

• Floral romance

Fashionable prom dresses are decorated with floral prints. The variety of floral patterns and the richness of the palette will favourably emphasize the simple cut of the dress. You can use flower pins, bouquets, and buds on hairpins, belts, and wrists to decorate the dress. A floral dress with a fluffy skirt that looks like a half-open flower is perfect for fragile young ladies with a chiselled figure.

• Outrageous clothing

Used to being the centre of attention, bright girls are sure to want to stand out at prom. You can choose a dress with an unusual decoration made of feathers, coloured rhinestones, and stones for these women.

• Dress colour

The fashionable prom dresses can have any shade. The main thing is that the chosen color or color scheme can emphasize individuality and all the advantages of the girl's figure. You can give preference to delicate pastel shades of pink, yellow, blue, or coral. Or choose bright crimson, blue, emerald, or orange combinations with white.

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dance the night away !

summary ; genshin characters as your prom date <3

feat ; albedo, childe, diluc, eula, kazuha, kaeya, xiao, yoimiya x gn!reader

a/n ; part of bea's (@bumbleklee) teyvat top school writing collab !! :D thank u for organising this hehe, i had a ton of fun writing it !!! <3

also a huge thank u to rei (@test-tube) & especially vie (@yanbub / @ilyquill) & also sunny (@solaaresque) for brainrotting w me abt this on discord :> !!

albedo.

ALBEDO wears a simple white shirt paired with a beige vest which compliments his hair and brings out the icy colour of his eyes, which fill with warmth upon seeing you in your stunning outfit. when you arrive at the venue, he's the date who gets you drinks and makes sure you're comfortable at all times. he takes you dancing, mentioning seriously that he's been looking forward to this and practicing ever since you became his lab partner in chemistry. his gaze meets yours, and suddenly confidence rushes through your veins and leads you to press a gentle kiss against his soft lips. the look of pleasant surprise on his expression makes your later embarrassment entirely worth it.

childe.

CHILDE wasn't even meant to be your date, yet here he is twirling you in the center of the room. as he pulls you into a grand dip, his breath caresses your ear when he murmurs, "they don't know what they're missing." rewind to an hour ago, when you saw your prom date kissing some other girl and almost burst into tears. thankfully, CHILDE, your childhood best friend who's stuck with you all the way into high school was there to comfort you, and he reassured you that your prom night will still be incredibly memorable. for the rest of the night, the two of you shared inside jokes, danced, chatted, and overall had the time of your lives. and if the night ended with you leaving a fleeting kiss on his cheek, maybe it just meant your prom night was a total success, with your formerly unnoticed feelings for CHILDE finally coming to light.

diluc.

DILUC is ready to go all-out for your prom night, he's spent weeks preparing himself to ask you, and when you agreed to be his date he was over the moon. with an endless supply of cash at his disposal, he had nothing to worry about - or so he thought. somehow, he seemed to have taken a leaf out of your junior bennett's book, as every possible thing that could have gone wrong, went wrong. the limousine he rented had a flat tire, wine stained his suit thanks to a clumsy drunk venti, the flowers in the bouquet he brought for you had wilted from the heat... the list went on and on. DILUC was about to give up and declare that the universe simply despised him when you burst into laughter. pulling him closer with his crimson tie that matched his hair, you nuzzle against his cheek, "having fun with you is more important than any of these gifts, silly."

eula.

EULA is dressed stunningly, and even that's the understatement of the century. with the lights flashing and the beat thumping through your blood, you can hardly form the words to invite her to dance after seeing her in an elegant midnight dress which hugs her figure perfectly. however, she seems to have let loose tonight after perhaps one too many drinks, as she smiles and accepts your invitation with only one proclamation of vengeance. but when you intertwine your fingers with her, leading her around the room in a peculiar fusion between a classic waltz and a modern dance, you swear you see pink dusting EULA's cheeks, a fact you're sure is mirrored on yours.

kazuha.

prom night with KAZUHA is barely spent in the large hall the school rented for your grade. after a few minutes wasted dawdling around the drinks table together, he grabs your hand and leads you out into a city with an enigmatic smile. with his hand in yours, you're sure you can conquer anything, and you'd follow him to the ends of the earth, even if it's just for tonight. this ends up with the wildest night you'll possibly ever have, from screaming offkey in karaoke rooms, jumping in puddles with neon lights reflected in their surfaces, reels of photos with silly faces from the two of you, KAZUHA almost getting into a bar fight at 2a.m. to 'defend your honour', lipstick stains on his neck and bruises from harsh kisses on yours. no matter what, at least you know tonight is unforgettable.

kaeya.

KAEYA spends at least a quarter of the time whispering compliments in a sultry tone, his hands roaming down your torso and clasping around your waist in a tight embrace. he can barely wrap his head around how someone as amazing as you agreed to be his prom date, and he'll be damned if he doesn't make the most of it. dressed in matching outfits, the two of you are unquestionably the hottest couple in the room as you sway on the dance floor. KAEYA's eyes never leave yours, though they occasionally dart down to your lips as if he's tempted to be reckless and close the gap between you both. surprisingly, you're the one who grows tired of this little tête-à-tête first, and you smash your lips against his, hands tugging on his cobalt hair. when he pulls apart, he's breathless, but he leans his forehead against yours with an overjoyed smile before stealing your breath once more.

xiao.

XIAO is incredibly awkward in the crowded room, and it's after two minutes of total silence, that he gains the confidence to pull you outside into the corridor. here, the surroundings are peaceful and quiet, not to mention secluded, as no one else deigns to exit the room. the privacy of the room prompts you to start a game of truth or dare, which starts wholesome in a slow dance around the area, but somehow ends up with XIAO shirtless, his white dress shirt discarded to the floor. no longer able to focus on the game, your eyes rove over the green tattoo snaking around his arms, and the tensed muscles of his toned chest. thankfully, the two of you lean forward at the same time, meeting in a wonderfully heated kiss that leaves sparks flying between both of you, your hands gripping onto his shoulders tightly as if you're scared he'll disappear. maybe XIAO fears the same of you, for he keeps one arm securely around your waist and the other tangled in your hair as he tastes your lips once more, and he swears there's nothing sweeter in the world.

yoimiya.

YOIMIYA asked you out to prom in a marvellous display of fireworks which illuminated the night sky outside your home, though nothing could compare to the brightness of her smile as she awaited your reply. after a showcase like that, who could say no? and right now, as you gaze at your date, you think to yourself that she actually looks like a firework herself, as her dress is decorated in blazing pops of vibrant colours - it suits her to a t. when YOIMIYA turns to you with an enthusiastic beam, querying what you'd like to do first, you find yourself mimicking her expression as a smile curves your lips too, "whatever you like, darling."

quill speaks !

first long post in ages HJWADKJSJKD,,, this is quite a random roster of characters but i just went w the ones i felt like writing for w this prompt :skull:

k anyways its like 1.30 am rn, and technically im on hiatus but wtv heres one of the promised collab posts ! sorry bea for taking ages 😭

anyways ily all, take care mwah <3 !!

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