#sarah SOP

[gentlemoon]

"I'll   protect   my   family   with   my   life"

#princess sarah #sarah SOP #sarah final fantasy #my gifs #my edits #it took me foreverrrr to record all these

[serenedash]

me and @katkeyboardmastah went a little insane and made a SoP playlist and it's mostly jack/astos angst but yeah <3 I'll provide some English translations and stuff below,

Feel free to give me suggestions of what to add 👊

January 1st is absolutely a Sarah song and then everything after that is jackstos lmfao, and honestly Machine is such a Jack song fr, anyway thanks to Kat for providing the translation of these <3

Pratim Te (I'm Following You) translation:

Drop a glance across your shoulder when you leave, when you walk over me like on some dry leaves, even if you hit me in my chests with your elbow, even if you your touch is crude it still suits me. Drop a smile below your eyelashes at least so that I could stay for a while in your thoughts, like in a slow-down movie stumble, over my legs, reach for my hand. I'm following you, step by step. I kiss every footstep of yours. I feel every tear, every breath. I'm here to bring you back the hope, if you fall down to catch you. I'm following you and when I don't see you, I know you by your steps, I feel every tremble of your body, I'm here to bring you back the hope, if you fall down to catch you When I grip under your umbrella, I'm happy even if I'm half wet, even if you hit me in my chest with your elbow, even if your touch is crude it still suits me Strike the blood into the head and refresh it like an electricity heal this body for a moment at least.

Nikome Ni Reč (Not a Word to Anybody) translation:

As much as I want you, I don't have you and every step with her brings me back to you Not a word to anyone when I sink into the pain that I loved you, and I haven't been yours, and what is left from this love when we didn't experience the best thing, Not a word to anyone when I sink into the pain that I loved you, and I haven't been yours to handle this dark, to survive this night, the dawn wouldn't come, wouldn't come without you, Not a word to anyone, when you know I wasn't strong just wish me goodnight for the end. Thank you for existing and for being my life.

#shows up a year late to this fandom. hi #pspspspsps sop fans I prommy I'll post sop content #idk how much but I will #stranger of paradise #ffo #sop #final fantasy origin #jack garland #princess sarah #stranger of paradise final fantasy origin #ff #final fantasy #astos #jackstos #playlist

[royalight]

I feel like I need to start commissioning artists for.... Sarah art. I must make her #KNOWN.

#𝘓𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘴 ˚☽˚ | ooc #I know sop isn't popular but there is actually a lot of ASTOS .... #why not sarah?

[cornelianlute]

replaying s.op and either i never saw these or i forgot but i'm keeping these here.

#;light of the crystals (ooc) #*mine #personals do not interact #a dream??? 夢????? #i might just reblog this from time-to-time with stuff like this about sarah in the game while i replay. #i think a lot are on my twitter but #also idr if they had updates with like graphic updates or something??? or maybe its cuz its on the ps5 #but the game looks better than when i first played it lmao #not by much but yknow #a dream tho??? so cute #im gonna pretend that its actual garland. not jack. #thats my copium. like how sop is just fanfiction by cid from dissidia. #plus theres different cycles for ff1 so 😤

[miphasinori]

Jack! Is there any way I can help?

#ffgraphics #sopedits #stranger of paradise #jack garland #princess sarah #sophia #ash #princess mia #final fantasy #miphasinori #please do not remove the caption. thx. #sop spoilers

[vroomvroomvettel]

Insider Here: The biggest sophia Floersch fanpage on instagram isn't even standing behind sophia anymore

#ida my beloved you are my beloved insider #@idamagflieder on instagram #follow her #she is my insider friend and also a former sop floersch fanpage owner #she talked to the most succesful sophia floerscj fanpage and he also is only carrying on because 8k followers and attention #sophia floersch #sarah talks sht #no da truth #sophia flörsch #anti florsch #women in motorsport #f1blr

[yourlocalmissingtexture]

Oh okay damn. Awesome start to the day, then a split (didn’t lash out too bad but the emotions were hell), the weight of uh…god how many weeks of poor sleep now? Months? pushing down on me, poor food & water intake, and now three people called in

What kind of sick joke is this

I need to just call in and sleep for a few years but I feel like I just did call out and also everyone else is calling in constantly and and and aaaaaaaaaaaaaa

#vent #need someone to come watch me or something #make sure I’m doing what I need so I don’t feel like shit #it’s hard to do stuff like fast idk why #looks at you with my big sad eyes and sopping wet clothes #angel by sarah mclachlan is playing in the background

[stargirlo]

zip your lips. rafe c. x fem!reader

rafe fingering you silently while you watch a movie with him and the rest of his family . . . :>

you comfortably laying your back down against his chest as your cute bum rests on his crotch, his calloused hand parting your thighs wider before he casually slips a finger under your cotton panties, having a feel of your velvety walls fluttering around his thick digit. you swallowed a gasp or any sort of noise that dared to spill from your lips, his finger slowly and teasingly pumping in and out of your already soaked pussy before nuzzling his fingers knuckles deep into your pussy.

the movie continued to play on the screen, the crunchy sounds of popcorns being eaten up was heard around the room, covering the squelching noises that erupted under the thick blanket from you and rafe.

" 'm feeling a bit thirsty, does anyone want anything to drink?" and that's when sarah got up.

fucking hell.

you tried to stay calm and collected, but not when rafe was abusing your sopping cunt with just his fingers, the pad of his fingertips brushing against your sweet spot, making you writhe against him.

"y/n, do you need anything? coke? water? juice?" sarah asked, oblivious by the fact that you're getting finger fucked by her brother right now. a roll of sweat dampens your forehead, struggling to even speak properly. you squeezed and clawed at rafe's forearm, implying him to stop what he's doing and to finally let you speak. but he wasn't stopping, and he wasn't planning on stopping.

"y/n?" sarah called out again, but her tone in voice shifted to concern, wondering why you aren't answering properly. you cleared your throat all of a sudden, turning your head to meet sarah's gaze, a dopey smile curling up at your lips. "s-sorry, i uh- don't need anything... i'm- i'm good, t-thank you..." and just at that moment, rafe decided to slip another finger in, causing you to stammer at your sentence and sounding completely stupid at the moment.

the blond softly hummed, receiving a simple nod from her as she headed out to the kitchen to get herself her own beverage. a string of whispered curses leave your lips, closing your eyes tightly shut, manicured nails digging deep crescent shapes on his tanned skin that could probably leave marks, and frustratingly moving around his lap as a way to just ease the overwhelming pleasure that coursed in your veins.

"fuck you- fuck you rafe, ohmygod, stop stop stop stop." you whimpered quietly at him, raising your chin up and arching your back upwards. "shh, you're missing the best part of the movie." rafe murmurs against your ear, knowing damn well he isn't paying attention to the movie himself. a parting grin curl up at his lips, deciding to bring you to the edge and making you cum right on the spot by curling his fingers on your pussy.

a short shriek elicits from your glossy lips, body jolting that a faint little squeak from the couch was heard, gaining a bit of attention from ward. "is everything okay there?" his slightly gruff voice echoed around the living room area, eyebrows knitting together in suspicion. "e-everything is fine sir i jus'-" you were cut off when rafe suddenly spoke. "she just got a cramp on her leg from stretching, should be good in a few minutes." he spoke casually, his thick digits still buried inside your cunt as your slimy juices drip down to your ass, some of it landing on the plush couch cushions.

ward didn't think much of it, so he bought back his attention to the scene of the movie. not until a few minutes later, wheezie then exclaimed. "something smells in here and it's definitely not popcorn."

shut uppppppppppppppp!!!!!!!!!

#( xoxo ) ✶ rosalina ! #rafe cameron x reader #rafe x reader #rafe smut #rafe imagine #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe cameron prompt #help idk what the ending was . . . #it was kind of rushed but ehhhhggggg idgaf ><

[gentlemoon]

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#princess sarah #stranger of paradise #sarah sop #final fantasy

[starkeyisthelastname]

stepbro!rafe who’s so pussy whipped and he doesn’t even realize till he accidentally cums inside

Rafe Cameron’s mind had always been a messed up and as “normal” as he tried to act most of the time, he found himself wanting to do nasty things with his step-sister of all people. The same sister that was sweeter than Sarah if that could even be possible. He felt that it was his job to guide you and teach you things your naive 19 year old self didn’t know anything about. Sure Ward could show you the ropes on how to be financially responsible and invest your money to make more, but he wanted to teach how to a real dick.

It was easy to get you reeled in, now that you were truly stepping into the adult world you became curious about sex and even being nearly the same age he was more experienced than you. It didn’t take much to find himself in your room every night, fingers buried inside your tight cunt as he stretched you out.

It was when he pushed himself inside you for the first time that he completely lost it. He couldn’t help but let out a few small groans, eyes rolling back as he focused on just how tight you wrapped around him. “Shit…” He breathed out, blue eyes coming back to watch you.

“Rafey…” You whimpered, voice fragile as your step-brother’s huge cock began to thrust in and out of you. You knew this had to be wrong somehow, but you loved Rafe and put all your trust into him. (That was just your naive mistake.)

Rafe was selfish, wanting to enjoy it for him. Sure he hoped it made you feel good, but right now this was the best pussy he had ever had the pleasure of being in. “Shh.. alright? Don’t fucking start whining. Just take it like a good girl.” He rasped out in that nasally rich boy tone.

You wanted to make Rafe proud and that’s exactly what you were going to do by laying there and taking it. It was an overwhelming amount of pleasure and your lower stomach was feeling funny the harder the pounded your sopping hole. Your long lashes fluttered close, quiet moans leaving your mouth as you tried not to be loud.

Rafe was having a hard time staying composed. How dare his step-sister have a cunt this magical? He was losing his pride each passing moment the more you squeezed him and the more he thrusted in. He was becoming completely pussy whipped for you and his frustration had his hand around your throat in seconds.

Your eyes immediately shot open at the metal ring digging into your neck as he brutally fucked you. You felt as if you should be scared, but you felt quite opposite. It turned you on, made you clench around his dick as you creamed around him. Your smaller hand came to rest on his own that was against your throat, mouth opening in a hoarse whine.

“Make a mess on your step-bro’s dick. Yeah…you are a freak aren’t you? Getting off on being choked and getting dicked down.” He rasped out, turned on more than he ever had been.

Rafe was sure he had just fallen in love. Of course it was his step-sister of all people. The way you looked right now. The way you felt right now. He had never came inside any girl raw, but there you were coming down from an intense orgasm looking so fucking beautiful. His eyes darkened, staring down at you through slits as his seed painted your insides white. He didn’t even know that he had just exploded inside of you until he heard you whimper at the new feeling.

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron prompt #stepbro!rafe #rafe cameron blurb #drew starkey #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey smut #obx #obx smut

[darby-rowe]

ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅

eating out sarah cameron during peak golden hour on her father’s boat, slouched on the white leather couch completely naked. hair still damp from taking a dip in the water moments before, tasting the saltiness of the sea on her sopping wet cunt as she grinds her hips onto your tongue. just begging for you to fuck her, while also begging her father doesn’t catch you two in the act. she’s chewing on her thumbnail as she watches you with lewd intensity, sucking on her clit and dipping your tongue inside her as if you’ll never get to taste her again. but you will. you always find a way in between your princess’s legs.

#🧸; dally speaks #consider this tiny post as a sneak peak for my fic #sniffles… #this is all i got… #sarah cameron prompt #sarah cameron smut #sarah cameron x reader #obx

[ozarkthedog]

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

summary: you try to be a good gf and make Joel breakfast but he has other plans.

warnings: -> 18+ only | MDNI <- no outbreak!Joel Miller x fem!Reader. smut. Joel is a menace. rough sex. dirty talk. tommy makes an appearance. my stupid sense of humor. no beta.

word count: 1.0k

author’s note: i had to get this thot out of my brain. enjoy! ty for the support @thornsnvultures & @ghotifishreads 💙

☽ 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 ♁ 𝐎𝐳𝐳𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 ♁ 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 ☾

“You look good wearin’ my shirt.” Joel mumbles, stalking up behind you.

You peek over your shoulder at him and smile. He looks tired but happy as you turn back to the stove. You snuck out of bed not too long ago, intent on making him breakfast as a way to say thank you for last night.

He invades your space as you coat the skillet with butter. His bare chest smothers your back as he hooks his chin over your shoulder and slides his arms around your waist with a sigh. “Sleep alright?”

It was the first time staying the night at his place and you oddly felt at home. “Yeah, like a rock. Especially after that marathon sex session.” 

Joel chuckles into your neck recalling all the sinful positions and moans he pulled from you. “Thank god for Sarah spending the night at her friend’s.”

The two of you sway softly as you crack four eggs into the hot skillet. His hands slowly wander your body while you work. Those rough, worn hands slide over your belly, graze your thinly covered breasts, and mold around your hips. 

“Love feeling your curves under my shirt.” Joel confesses kissing the sensitive spot behind your ear. He slowly grinds his semi hard cock against your ass, the material of his boxers making it easy to glide over your skin. 

You gasp and clutch the countertop for support when a confident hand slides down the front of your panties. You shiver under his touch as he casually rubs your tiny nub. “Joel, I’ve got to cook breakfast.” You whine through the sweet pressure.

“Don’t worry about me.” He eases his throbbing, solid length from his boxers before giving it a tug. “I’ll entertain myself.” He says coyly, before tearing your panties from your hips. You yelp from the roughness and almost drop the spatula.  

He curses under his breath as he thumbs your already dripping folds. “My sweet girl. Your pussy gives you away.” He ruts against the soft curve of your ass staining your skin with shiny trails of precum. “You like me usin’ you like this.” 

The statement makes your belly flip. Your brain goes numb. The room feels unbearably hot and the searing skillet you’re standing over doesn’t help. All you can do is whine and arch your back in response. 

“S’ok, baby. I got you.” His fingers drag along your slick seam with teasing caresses. “Gonna take everythin’ I give ya. Ain’t tha’ right?” 

You dumbly nod, too strung out to speak besides moaning like a wanton whore as his fingers dip in and out of your tight hole. He works his fingers into you, scissoring and rubbing along your soaked channel, forcing illicit mewls from your throat.

“Best flip those eggs.”

The dark timbre of his voice jolts you from the euphoric haze. You scramble with the spatula and haphazardly flip the eggs just as he notches the bulbous head of his cock against your sopping entrance. Your cunt weeps, dripping sticky arousal down his length as he tips his hips and slowly sheaths his thick cock inside your warmth.

You both moan in unison from the intense pressure as he forms your velvet walls around him. He lets you breathe for a brief moment. Kisses pepper your temple and ease the stress from your brow while you adjust to his massive size. Your core flutters and blossoms as the pain ceases and the searing pleasure begins to rise.

Joel roughly grabs a fistful of his shirt and jerks you back until you’re plastered against him. His left arm splays across your clavicle and secures a large hand over your shoulder, locking you like a vice to his burly frame. 

His breath fans your cheek, teeth nipping lightly at your skin. “Keep an eye on my breakfast, girl. I don’t want no burnt eggs.”

He bucks his hips and drives into your core so hard you’d have slammed into the counter if he wasn’t holding you. Your mouth hangs open in shock, spilling sinful moans from your lips with every powerful thrust. His cock barely leaves your warmth for a second as he savagely saws in and out of your heat. 

Frantic thrust leaves you gasping and writhing. Your nails dig into his forearms as he holds you steady leaving no room for escape. “Take it all, girl. Be good. Know you can.” He grunts and cruelly grinds his pelvis into your ass. 

Your walls flutter and convulse making his chest rumble. His hips drive faster, relentlessly fucking you, desperate to feel you come around his cock. “Your drippin’ down my balls.” He grits against your cheek. “Maybe I’ll use this sweet cunt anytime I feel the urge instead of my hand.”

Skillful fingers slink to the apex of your thighs and draw tight circles around your slippery clit forcing your orgasm to crest. “Thatta’ girl. Make a fuckin’ mess.” Your cunt quivers as you come with a raspy shout and douse his cock with your cream. His sack tightens making him bury his soaked length as deep as he can go with a ragged grunt. He pumps you so full of his seed you think you can taste it at the back of your throat.

Suddenly, the garage door sounds. “Oh, shit. It’s Tommy.” Joel warns before withdrawing from your core with a hiss and carefully stuffing his cock back into the confines of his boxers.

“Fuck, where’re my panties!?” You squeak, while turning the burner off and tugging at Joel’s shirt, praying your ass won’t be on full display.

“Play it cool.” Joel rasps as he locks an arm around your shoulder and drags you over to the island hoping it’ll hide the evidence of what just transpired. Joel’s cum drips down your thighs making you squeeze your legs together with a cringe.

This isn’t going to go well. 

Tommy opens the side door and brightens the room with his million-watt smile. “Hey, sorry about the pop in but I was in the area and I’m fuckin’ starvin’.” 

He tosses his keys on the table and makes a beeline for the stove. “M’m something smells good. Eggs and…” He noses the air pensively while helping himself to Joel’s overdone eggs, flipping them onto a plate. 

You burrow your head into Joel’s chest when the younger man freezes after spying your torn panties on the floor and finally registers the smell. 

He stares bemusedly at the older man while pointing to his plate. “Are you serious? Right in front of my eggs?”

💌 my inbox is always open

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller #pedro pascal #joel miller smut

[infictionalwonderland]

pairing: jj x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, alcohol & drugs, drunk reader, drunk jj, drunk everyone, sum floof, lots of suggestive content.. 😁, groping, PDA, CHAOSSs

Its was John B’s birthday.

Amazing, right? That’s what JJ Maybank had thought anyway—he’d been planning the birthday party of his best friend, with the help of his girlfriend, for a few days now and today was finally the day where everything came together. All the Pogues had done up the Chateau—cheap silver Christmas tinsel hung loosely from the wooden ceilings, wrapped (messily or otherwise) presents stacked in pyramid form on the coffee table. Blue, silver and purple balloons were scattered around, a tacky blue ‘happy birthday’ banner slapped against one of the walls. And alcohol, upon alcohol upon alcohol was lined up neatly in the small open plan kitchen.

The party had long since started up—the birthday boy himself having arrived about an hour and half ago with a giddy Sarah in tow (she had the initial task of keeping him distracted) and with a brief emotional moment for John, sop, the party had begun.

Chaos.

You’d all migrated outdoors now—taking some things from inside with you on your way; Pope had climbed up the tree, all on his own (you had a proud mom moment) and with the ukulele he’d nicked from Kie, he was playing shitty tunes while randomly shouting at the air.

John B lay in his hammock, a shitfaced grin at his lips and a purple cowboy hat hanging from his head, a day of the dead dead design etched onto his face with Sarah’s eyeliner. A bottle of half done Vodka encased in one of his hands. JJ was sat down on the long grass, back against the tree, he was wearing the Christmas tinsel from indoors around his neck and had tied another in a bow around his waist—he’d taken to crafting (or attempting to craft) little grass rings and bracelets from the grass he plucked off the ground and two beers rested in between his parted legs, the front of his lengthy blonde hair tugged into a tiny ponytail with a clear rubber band.

You girls, on the other hand, were all dancing your drunken hearts away—Rude boy by Rihanna was currently blaring from the speaker Kie had smartly brought with her and the free of you were living your absolute best life’s.

“I like the way you touch me there—“

All three of you sang out loudly, and Kiara grinned suddenly with beautiful mischief before she put soft hands to your bare waist and tugged you back fully against her body, hands caressing you up and down to empathise the point of the song—you giggled along with her actions, throwing your head back into her shoulder with feigned euphoria and gliding her hands across you body as you grinded back on her.

“I like the way you pull my hair—“

Sarah didn’t seem to plan on missing out of the fun, eagerly strutting you both and sliding in behind Kiara, leaving said girl sandwiched between you two. You were all giggling and to do as the song said—Kie parted you hair into quick pigtails before tugging on them jokingly: you titled you head back to look at her with a dopey grin, pressing back on her and sensually swaying your hips.

“Babe, if I don't feel it I ain't faking, no, no I like when you tell me kiss you here—“

Simultaneously, with the sung lyrics, you and Sarah turned your heads to face Kie and smacked loud kisses to her soft skin, leaving lip stains on both of her cheeks—you caught the blondes eyes over her shoulder as she bit onto her bottom lip with a mockingly lustful expression which made you cackle.

“I like when you tell me, ‘move it there’—“

With the lyrics, you turned yourself around so you were chest to chest with Kiara and you slid yourself down her body, moving your hips sensually to the music and running your hands down her body as she leant her head back on Sarah, grinding against the blonde while messing with your hair.

“So giddy up, time to giddy up You say you're a rude boy—“

As you shimmied back up gracefully, you winked at your best friend and toyed with a pretty curl for turning so your back was against her again—the three of you drunkenly singing along to the song.

When you all finally stopped dancing shortly after that, out of breath as you all laughed over seemingly nothing, your eyes finally landed back on the three boys—finding them all staring at you three already. John B was half hidden by the hammock, looking ready to hide his gaze at anytime, Pope was gaping with an evidently loose grip on the instrument in hand and your boyfriend simply stared at you, enamoured.

“I think we broke them.” Sarah loudly whispered.

The three of you launched into laughter but Kiara’s laughing paused as she took note of Pope’s grip on her ukulele.

“Pope you break that damn ukulele, I swear.” Kie immediately exclaimed with intoxicated obnoxiousness as she took into a weak sprint towards the tree, startling the boy so bad he did drop the ukulele and Kiara exclaimed in pure terror, barely managing to catch it in time.

“My baby.” She whispered, terrified, as she cradled her instrument.

You and Sarah happily entangled hands, skipping around in a circle briefly with soft giggles before towards your boyfriends, hands swinging back and forth as she muttered something about capybaras you didn’t catch.

“Hi.” JJ whispered, looking up at you like you were some goddess.

“Hi my beautiful boy.” You popped your lips together—lipgloss smacking sensually, drunk off your fucking tits, you were.

The glazed shine of love in his eyes immediately doubled, a sheepish heat to his sun kissed as yiu plopped yourself down next to him happily on the grass.

“Hey.” He whispered, again, dumbly.

You grinned at him in return, looking every bit of angel that he thought you were and as he continued to watch you with sprinkles of nothing but deviation in clear blue eyes, you positioned yourself away from the tree to lie down in the soft, green grass.

JJ allowed a drunken gasp to slip from his lips at your beauty in that moment—skin glowing magically under the shining moonlight, eyes crinkled in the corners from your wide toothed grin, hair like a makeshift halo amongst the long grass, shirt riding up slightly and revealing even more of your heavenly soft skin.

He didn’t waste a second, moving the beer away from him (save the alcohol, always) before literally leaping on top of you. Legs either side of your body, arms either side of your head and shark tooth necklace dangling just above your perfect face.

“M’ pretty girl.” JJ breathed out, smearing kisses all over your cheeks, forehead, nose and you erupted into little giggles of infectious laughter underneath him. “The prettiest girl. ‘Love you so much, baby. Never gonna stop, promise. Ever.”

“Woah.” You gasped, intoxicated and giddy. “You like my dancing that much?”

JJ pouted, a disappointed grumbled moving from his frowning lips and he pinched the plush skin of your thigh gently—soothing it over immediately as you yelped out.

“Relax, Jesus, people these days.” You pouted. “I love you—J, never gon’ stop either. You’re mine now, no backing out.”

“I would never.” He frowned sternly.

You gazed up at him wordlessly, love glinting in your colourful irises and he practically melted from his place above you, smushing himself so close to you his shark tooth necklace fell softly in your cleavage—a feeling that made you giggle.

When JJ caught your wandering gaze saunter over to his beer, he grinned knowingly. The blonde took his bottle of beer with a fond sigh and you smiled up at him innocently—rolling his eyes, he pulled down your bottom lip expectantly and you made an obedient ‘o’ shape which had him humming in approval before he put his beer to your lips, soothing his hands through your hair as you drunk.

“Alcoholic.” He named, narrowing his eyes teasingly as he moved the drink away from you again.

“Pothead.”

The both of you giggled, heads cloudy and lost in thoughts of only each other as the night air cooled sun kissed skin and sounds of Work Out by J.Cole played absently in the background.

“It’s my birthday!” John B suddenly jolted up from his place in the hammock and shouted out.

“Go shawty it’s your birthday—“

“We gon’ party like it’s your birthday—“

“We gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday—“

“And you know we don’t give a fuck it’s not your birthday!”

“It is my birthday though.” You barely heard John B softly mutter as JJ suddenly captured your lips with his own in a searing kiss, his hands wrapped around your thighs and dug into the meaty flesh, the kiss tasted of beer, weed and your strawberry lipgloss and it was beyond perfect. You hummed into it, fingers tangling into her blond floppy hair, quietly whining in disappointment as he pulled away—your bottom lip between his teeth before he let go.

He squeezed onto your thighs again, moving to slot one of his legs in between them—the cold of his rings made you gasp slightly, a sound that had him grinning.

“You know. .when it’s your birthday, imma throw you your own little party,” JJ whispered it like a scared secret, his scent, eager yet loving touches and rough voice swallowing you whole. “But—but it’s not gonna be a shitty little bash, nah, baby, it’s gonna be all you could want. Birthday of your dreams, for you, my dream girl.”

“Dream girl, huh?”

“Dreamiest.” He hummed drunkenly, peppering sloppy kisses to your cheek before digging his face in the crook of your neck and softly inhaling your scent. “Got an early present for you, dream girl.”

You giggled softly, full of drunk aloofness, as he learned over you and his hair (scented with your coconut shampoo) fell partly into your face.

“Here.” The beautiful face of your boyfriend was once again inches apart from your own and you smiled in content. At your grin, his own appeared and suddenly small grass rings were being thrusted into your face—they were done kinda tackily, small specks of white flowers from the warm green grass poking through uneven strands carefully wrapped together without any true skill. To you they were perfection, and what made them even more perfect was your boyfriends grinning face, sun kissed skin slightly flushed.

“For me?”

As you attempted to reach for one, he caught your wrist softly, pressing a kiss to the back of your palm—humming at the smell of you and the softness to your skin. He carefully put one of the rings (the one with the most flowers) onto your ring finger, shyly peeking up at you for your reaction but you were beaming so heard small dimples erupted and he quickly continued on, now grinning himself.

“I—I know it’s not like, the best, but eventually imma get a pretty, dream ring for my prettiest, dreamiest girl.”

“J.” You called, softly, and he looked up through his lashes, heart pumping aggressively in his chest. “Love you, so much.”

A grin spread across his cheeks in an instant as he leaned down to connect your lips, feeling the slightly itchy feel of the grass ring brushing against his skin as your fingers combed from his hair, his smile stretched wider. His dream girl was truly the dream.

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Biggs & Wedge: The king, queen, and minister have gone outside to try and restore order. Have you seen them? Are they okay?

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Creep!Joel Miller x plus size!fem!reader

!!! 18+ content. If you’re a minor go away !!!

A/n: Well- I didn’t think I’d make a part 2 to Creep but here we are 😭 this is my first time writing smut so I’m sorry if it’s not that good! Also not proofread so any and all mistakes are mine! As always constructive criticism is welcome! Enjoy! Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated! 🫶🫶💗💗

Warnings: virginity loss, degradation, pussy slapping, unprotected PiV, slight mentions of impregnation, lmk if I missed any!

W/c: 1.3k

Creep (pt. 1) The Hell am I Doing Here? (pt.3)

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You’d entered Joel’s room behind him, your stomach rumbling from the nerves. You’ve never been with anyone before- what if you disappoint him? Surely a man as beautiful as him has had many beautiful conquests. By no means did you have low confidence, in fact you always paraded yourself with such grace and poise. You knew your worth but when faced with a man like Joel you couldn’t help but get weak in the knees.

“C’mon sweetheart. Lay down f’me.” He ordered as he nodded his head towards his bed. You did as he asked, crawling up his bed and turning to lay on your back. You felt so exposed to him. He eyed you like you were the last piece of meat in a post-apocalyptic world. “So fuckin’ gorgeous baby.” He murmured as he made his way in between your legs, spreading them open. He yanked your sleep shorts and panties in one clean swoop. “So wet. Is this all for me baby?” He asked as he looked up at you with such a mischievous and hungry gaze. You nod your head shyly. This was so unlike you. You were always so vocal but you were never in an actual sexual situation before. “Words little girl.” He spoke harshly as he brought his hand down hard. Smacking your pussy, eliciting a high pitched moan from you. “Keep it down girl. Don’t wanna wake up Sarah. Now. I’m gonna ask you again. Is this all for me?” He spoke with such authority, such conviction, you couldn’t help but moan under his grasp.

“Yes! All for you..” you managed to whimper out. “Good fucking girl. Good to know you still have that voice of yours and ain’t too cockdumb to respond.” God his degradation was to die for. Who would’ve known your dad’s best friend was such a dirty dirty man. He struck your pussy once more as you whined out, arching your back. “Tell me. Have you had anyone in here before, little girl? And don’t lie to me.” You looked into his dark eyes, he was so different from the Joel you knew from just a few hours ago. “No. Never. You’re my first.” His eyes softened as you spoke. “Right.. I’ll take it slow then.” He brought your thighs to rest on his shoulders as he leant down to eat your pussy once more. He lapped up your juices and swirled his tongue around your clit. You gasped and brought your hand to grip his head full of curls. “Fuck! Joel!” You breathed out as he laughed against your sopping wet cunt. He slowly inserted his finger, it hurt a little. His fingers were much thicker than your own. No matter how much you masturbated it wouldn’t amount to the pleasure you feel now from Joel.

As he worked his finger inside you, he continued to suck on your clit making you a babbling, whimpering mess. Eventually he was able to slip in another finger, scissoring them inside of you before he inserted a third. “Such a good fucking girl. Look at cha. Takin’ my fingers like the little pretty slut I knew you’d be.” His praise made you squeal in pleasure. This was all too much, he was all too much. As he kept going you felt the coil deep inside your stomach snap! You came and hard, your back lifted off the mattress as your thighs trembled around Joel’s head and your pussy clenched around his fingers. “Good girl.. thas it. Take what you need.” He encouraged you as you came down from your high.

You’re left panting on his bed as he lifts up off of you, you watching him as he stands up. He pulls down his sweatpants and boxers. Fuck he’s huge. He can tell you’re intimidated by his size given how wide your eyes had gotten when he whipped it out. “It’s okay baby, I’ll go slow. It’ll fit, I promise.” He cooed quietly as he got on the bed again, spreading your legs, lining his bulbous cock head at your stretched entrance. “Tell me if it’s too much okay?” He said as he placed a hand on your cheek, caressing it. “Yes sir..” you whispered as you looked into his eyes once more. This was it, you were losing your virginity to the man who’s had your heart since you met him. This was such a tender moment between the both of you. It was as if no one else mattered, no one else existed, it was just you and him, he and you. He nodded and slowly pushed in. You began to moan at the painful stretch and he smothered your whines with his mouth as he kissed you. Licking all around the inside of your mouth, your taste on his tongue distracting you from the pain. He had fully bottomed out inside you and he pulled back from the kiss with a quiet groan. “Fuck. Tell me when to move, pretty girl.” He grit out.

“Please.. move..” you whimpered as he pulled out and snapped his hips back inside you. His pace was harsh and needy. “Fuck! So tight princess! Such a perfect little cock sleeve!” He groaned as he held onto your plush hips, his grip solid. You knew there would be bruises there in the morning. You tried to moan as quietly as you could but the sensation was too much. Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull as Joel pounded into you with such fervor and harshness. “Fuck. ‘M not gonna last much longer baby!” He grunted as his pace began to get sloppy but still powerful enough to where it drove you to the edge before he came overstimulating you. Your body shook uncontrollably as he painted your insides with his cum.

He fell on top of you, holding you close as you both calmed down. “You were so amazing baby. Can’t wait to try other things with ya.” He whispered in your ear. You relished his warmth until the sudden realization of what you both did came crashing down on you. You shot up causing Joel to fall off you and onto the bed. “Baby? What’s wrong?” He asked concerned, sitting up, bringing his hand to rest on your back. “We- we shouldn’t have done this!” You shrugged his hand away as you quickly got off the bed and put your panties and shorts on as best you could. “Baby slow down, it’s okay-“ he tried to pacify you, defuse the situation but it was too late, you were crying, consumed with guilt. “No it’s not!! I can’t believe I did this to my best friend- I can’t believe you did this to my dad!” You almost yelled out in frustration. His cum was slowly seeping out from inside of you, collecting in your panties but at this point you could care less. In your mind there was bigger, more pressing issues than a UTI or the possibility of ending up pregnant because of his spilt seed. Joel stood up and tried to reach out for you. You backed away, looking at him like he was some sort of monster. The look in your eyes broke Joel’s heart. He had to fix this, he had to calm you down.

“Baby..” he tried once more. “No! Stop! This never happened. Don’t talk to me, don’t text me, don’t reach out. I’m going home.” You said sternly but you both knew there was no ignoring what happened between you both, no ignoring the love you felt towards each other. All Joel could do was nod his head as he watched you leave. At first Joel just wanted to fuck around with you but after tonight something else had blossomed inside his sick and twisted heart. He had to make it right, he had to have you.

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