Urfavefelon - Shitty Works Only☺️

HE'S SO ME

"I'm dyslexic. I'm not stupid."

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Best Birthday Ever PT.2

Pairing: Jenna Ortega x Reader

Content: Jenna Ortega x Reader, G!P Jenna, Switch!Reader, Switch!Jenna, cockwarming, cowgirl, idk smut shit

Word Count: 933

Jenna kissed your lips lazily, grabbing onto a hand and pulling you out of the bathroom, rushing you through the crowd as you dodged bodies and kept a tight grasp on Jenna's hand. Jenna comes to a halted stop, making your front collide with her back and you instinctively place your hands on her waist to stabilize yourself. “Where have you been? Maddie has been looking all over.” You hear a girl in front of you say to Jenna, and you awkwardly peak out next to Jenna, her hand still tightly in yours.

“Um, who’s this?” Emma asked, her eyes flickering down to our intertwined hands and back up to my face, Jenna stammering to answer. “She's a friend, do you mind if I take a rain check? I'm kind of tired and I feel b-" Jenna rants, getting cut off by Emma waving a hand in a dismissive manner. "It's okay! we won't mind, it's your birthday. Get home safe" Emma says, pulling Jenna into a hug and forcing our hands apart.

Jenna grabs your hand almost immediately after separating from Emma, pulling you out of the club and towards a taxi. You follow her blindly like a puppy, sliding into the backseat of a taxi and Jenna directing them to her house. You flicker over to Jenna, taking in her appearance and leaning down to kiss along her jawline, down her neck. Her lips graze your ear, letting out a whisper only you two can hear.

"You looked so perfect sucking my dick" she mumbles, leaving a kiss under your ear, grinning at you as they arrive at her house. She pulls you out of the car, paying the driver, and thanking him. She unlocks her door and pulls you in, pressing your back against the door as it shuts. You place your hands on her waist, tasting her lips as she presses her body against yours. You can feel her bulge pressed against your stomach, straining against the fabric of her dress as Jenna trails her kisses down your neck, biting and sucking as she leaves little marks.

You both rush upstairs, unable to keep your hands to yourselves as clothing gets discarded on the way to her bedroom. your lips connecting as soon as you reach it, Jenna lying on the edge of the bed as you climb on top of her, your knees placed on either side of her thighs. "you're so beautiful" You whisper out, staring down at her bare torso, your nails gently scratching down her ribs as you kiss down her neck to her collarbone, getting to her tits as you take a nipple in your mouth, sucking and kneading the other as you do, Jenna letting out soft moans and praising words.

you lean higher on top of her, grinding against her bulge as you switch attention to her other breast, trailing your hand down to pull her dress up and pull her cock out of her boxers. You wrap your hand around the base and jerk her off as you suck on her breasts, Jenna's hips thrusting forward in surprise. She grabs your chin to pull you up and kiss you as you swipe a finger over the tip of her cock to spread her precum along her shaft, lining it up with your pussy and lowering yourself on it slowly.

you gasp into Jenna's mouth as it fills you up, leaning your head down next to her neck as she works her hips to thrust into you, biting on her shoulder as she hits you deeply, Jenna letting out pretty moans as she feels you clenching around her, "you feel so fucking good mi amor" she grunts, your lips sucking and biting on her neck as she pounds into you.

Moans and the sound of her skin slapping against yours fill the room, the air growing hotter as she sinks in and out of you, your lips connecting with hers as you lose focus, the kiss becoming sloppy and messy while Jenna is mumbling moans against your lips. You lean up, riding her as she lays there with your marks covering her body, her hands on your waist.

''Fuck just like that mami, you're doing so good'' Jenna praised you, helping you ride her as she moves your waist up and down. You place your hands on her chest, holding on to her tits as you arch down, a string of moans escaping from your lips. "m'so close, faster please" you whine, feeling Jenna get worked up from your words as she pounds faster into you, her letting you know shes close too in an ineligible sentence.

You squeeze on her cock, your legs shaking as you come undone on top of Jenna, her thrusts getting harder but slower as she helps you ride out your high, "cum inside me, baby please" you whimper to her as you kiss on her jaw, connecting your lips as she cums inside of you, thick ropes of cum filling you up. She slows down entirely, leaving her cock inside of you as you both catch your breath.

She pulls you further up her bed, your head resting on Jenna's chest as her hands wrap around your waist, holding you. She kisses your forehead as you lazily pull a blanket on top of you both, letting you both close your eyes and fall asleep, her cock still nested deep inside of you.

dead

Our world || J.O

Masterlist

Synopsis: Your girlfriend's come back home for the weekend.

Warnings: Fluff, suggestive content, not proofread, bad writing, short, and I think that's it.

Words: 830~

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On your day off, you decided not to do anything special. Just sleep and eat and sleep some more. You were currently still sleeping even if it was already ten a.m. and you weren't planning on waking up any time soon, but life had different plans for you.

You felt your bed sinking at the weight of someone else who woke you. You opened your eyes in confusion only to see your girlfriend, Jenna, with a sweet smile on her face, "Good morning, sleepyhead." She whispered, brushing your hair off your face.

You weren't fully awake, so you didn't completely understand what was going on. You knew Jenna was away for work, and she wasn't supposed to be back till next month, so it's fair to say you were surprised.

"What- when ? Wait. What ?" You stuttered, causing her to chuckled at your confusion, "I got two days off, so I came to see you, love." She explained, and only now did it make sense to you. "Wait, so I get to spend the weekend with my girlfriend ?!" You exclaimed, full of happiness.

Jenna softly laughed, finding your excitement endearing, "Yes, love. We're going to spend the weekend together." She barely had time to finish her sentence that you rushed into her arms, both for you falling down on the floor. She secured her arms around you, happily smiling at your joy while you buried your face into her neck, not caring that you fell.

"That happy, huh ?" She teased, her hands caressing your back. You eagerly nodded, "I'm so happy. I missed you so much." You mumbled against her neck, holding her tighly like she would slip away. Her features softened, and so did her voice, "I missed you too. So much. I'm so glad to be back home." She softly spoke.

She was so unbelievably content to have you back. I'm her arms that she never wanted to let go, and the feeling was mutual.

All her anxiety faded away the second she was with you. It was like you shielded her from the negativity of this world without even trying.

Your existence alone was enough for her well being and the only thing she wanted was to show you her gratitude so the moment she heard your stomach crowling she didn't waste any time to carry you back into your bed and rushed to the kitchen to make you some breakfast.

Soon enough, she was back with slices of bread with jam on it, a proud smile on her face, "Breakfast is here !" She sat down next to you, putting the plate on your lap. "I thought you abandoned me for a moment." You sarcastically said since she suddenly left the room. "No, I would never. It was just to make breakfast for my princess." She grinned, putting your hair behind your ear as she kissed your cheek.

You slightly blushed, soflty smiling at her kind gestures, "Thank you, Jenna. I really appreciate it." You took a bite into your slice of bread and hummed at the taste. You turned your head to her with the slice of bread still in your mouth, Jenna quickly understood what you wanted, so she took a bite, giggling at the silly action.

You guys were catching up on everything even tho you'd call each other every day while you weren't together to keep the other one updated. You enjoy your breakfast with your girlfriend, cuddling up to her, feeling her warmth agasint you brought you so much comfort.

You missed her like crazy you can barely believe she's with you right now, holding you, kissing you every now and then, whispering sweet nothings in your ears. Her kisses became more regular and passionate. Your breakfast was now long gone and forgotten, and all your attention was on Jenna.

She cupped your cheek, bringing you closer to her. You were quick to straddle her lap, your arms around her neck, what a hand in her hair, while her hands travelled down your waist. "I missed you so much, love. Missed your body, your lips, your hands. Everything." She whispered, kissing your jaw.

You contently sighed, loving the feeling of her lips on you, "Gosh, I missed you too." You mumbled, ecstasy could be heard in your voice.

Jenna smirked, slightly squeezing your waist, "Can I take off your shirt, love ?" She asked. Her fingers were already toying the hem of your shirt. You immediately nodded, eager to feel more of her.

Neither of you could wait to love on each other after so much time away from the other one. You both only wanted to show to your lover how much you've missed them.

Your clothings were everywhere on the floor of your room, your bed was total mess and were you but you didn't care because you were with the love of you life for the weekend and that was the height of happiness in your life.

As long as you were with her, nothing mattered.

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A/n: I hate this, but I felt like I needed to post something, so here we go. Love y'all <3

I had a really bad migraine last night, but I've run out of everything except these hungarian pain killers my dad gave me 9 years ago, anyway I don't remember anything and I can't feel my tongue and the only thing in my search history is this

Me and all my sisters

And brother there's no place like home

This is actually beautiful Tell me your secrets

Cairo Sweet x Fem Reader

Description: In the aftermath of Mr. Miller's heartrending rejection, A newcomer has arrived in rural Tennessee, bringing a touch of indulgence that resonates all the way to Cairo.

Chapter Four

You gently closed the book you were reading, rolling over in Cairo's bed to give her your full attention. "Yeah?" you answered, curious about what she had to say.

"Would you like to go to the Fall Ball together?" Cairo asked, her voice soft yet direct.

Part of you had been waiting for her to ask, but the way she phrased it caught you off guard. It sounded more like a friendly invitation than the romantic proposition you had imagined. Nevertheless, you knew deep down that you'd rather go with her than with Winnie, regardless of how she asked.

"Sure," you replied with a smile, masking your slight disappointment. "You never told me why you decided to attend, but I think I know now," you added, trying to lighten the mood with a hint of playful curiosity.

"Well, I just thought it might be nice to get back out there or something," Cairo deflected, her words lacking conviction. You nodded quietly, feeling a pang of disappointment at her response. Deep down, you sensed she was hiding something, but you couldn't quite decipher if it was because she didn't want Winnie to ask you instead or if there was a different reason altogether.

"I'm gonna head to bed," you announced simply, eager to distance yourself from the uneasy exchange. Cairo's frustration with your inscrutability was evident; she despised your ability to remain unreadable, leaving her to wonder about your thoughts and whether you were onto her crush.

"It's early," Cairo protested as you made to leave. You merely shrugged, leaving the conversation hanging in the air as you retreated to your own thoughts.

"Fuck," Cairo whispered to herself as she closed her door, already missing your presence and the warmth you brought to her bed. Moving to her bedside dresser, she lifted the small slab where she kept her cigarettes and other personal items, including a piece of clothing you had left behind—a tank top she had secretly claimed for herself. Bringing it to her nose, she inhaled deeply, reveling in your lingering scent with a soft sigh.

Lost in her thoughts, Cairo began to imagine what it would be like if you were with her right now, kissing her passionately and perhaps even more. But as she indulged in these fantasies, a wave of self-loathing washed over her. She realized just how infatuated she was with you, and she despised herself for it. Maybe, she thought bitterly, she should just let Winnie have you, sparing herself the torment of unrequited feelings.

She folded the tank top with care, placing it back under the slab before shutting the drawer with a sigh. Standing there for a moment, Cairo wrestled with conflicting thoughts before ultimately making a decision she knew she would berate herself for later.

With a resigned sigh, she crossed the hall to your room, her heart pounding with nervous anticipation. Gently knocking on your door, she waited for your response, feeling a surge of relief when you answered.

"Yeah?" you responded, still awake but clearly attempting to drift off to sleep.

Cairo pushed the door open slowly, her hand fidgeting nervously behind her back. "I was thinking... we could have a little Saturday night sleepover, if that's okay. It's fine if you decline," she said softly, her voice betraying a hint of vulnerability amidst her attempt at nonchalance.

You sat up on the bed, peering at Cairo over your legs with a faint smile playing on your lips. "Come here," you beckoned softly, and Cairo felt her stomach somersault as she obediently crawled onto the bed towards you.

"Now you're sleeping over," you declared with a warm smile, and Cairo couldn't help but mirror your expression. In that moment, bathed in the soft glow of the room, she realized just how deeply she cared for you. But the realization sent a jolt of panic through her, and she quickly averted her gaze, unable to confront the overwhelming truth.

Cairo was a river of denial, her heart torn between the longing for your affection and the fear of acknowledging her feelings for you. But as she settled into the warmth of your embrace, she couldn't help but wonder if denying her love for you was simply an exercise in futility.

"So, what are you wearing to the ball?" Cairo asked, trying to distract herself from the tumult of emotions swirling within her.

"My mother's dress. It's the only dress I own. Wanna see it?" you offered, your voice tinged with a hint of excitement.

"I think I'd rather see you in it on the day of," Cairo replied quickly, her heart racing at the mere thought of seeing you in that dress now. She knew that if she saw you in it, she might just lose control over her feelings.

"Fair enough," you conceded with a smile. "What about you? What are you wearing to the ball?" you asked, redirecting the conversation.

"Possibly a pantsuit. Wanted to be a little more modest," Cairo answered, her tone tinged with a hint of self-consciousness.

"A suit... you'd look..." you trailed off, your mind conjuring an image of Cairo in a sleek pantsuit, but you hesitated to articulate your thoughts.

"Look like what?" Cairo pressed, her curiosity piqued by your unfinished statement.

"I don't know yet," you replied evasively, masking the truth of what you truly thought. In reality, you knew exactly how stunning Cairo would look in a suit, but you weren't willing to admit it, not when Cairo had maintained a certain distance from you. This reluctance to acknowledge your feelings irritated Cairo, evident in the subtle tension that hung between you.

"You do know you just won't tell me," Cairo blurted out, her frustration evident in her tone as she took the first step in vulnerability, allowing herself to be emotionally upset.

"What's it to you? You already know everything anyhow," you replied casually, shrugging off her accusation.

"You can't just start a sentence and then leave everything hanging," Cairo insisted, her gaze piercing into you with intensity.

"I can. Many great writers do it... What do you want me to say, Cairo? I don't like arguing with someone I'm living with," you responded, attempting to diffuse the tension with a touch of humor, though the underlying unease remained palpable between you.

Cairo moved closer to you, her breath mingling with yours as your noses nearly touched. "I want you to tell me what you were going to say," she demanded, her eyes locked with yours, radiating determination.

Feeling the pressure intensify, you held your ground, unwilling to concede. As Cairo's proximity enveloped you, you sensed the electric tension between you. But you couldn't let her win.

Leaning in slightly, you ghosted her lips, teasingly close. Then, with a sudden motion, you placed a hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her away. Cairo's expression shifted to one of embarrassment, her mind fogged up from the closeness of your lips. For a moment, she nearly forgot the whole ordeal.

"I think I'd rather tell you on the day of," you said with a smirk, mocking her earlier refusal to reveal her plans. The playful jab served to diffuse the tension, albeit leaving Cairo flustered.

Your phone suddenly rang, interrupting the charged atmosphere between you and Cairo. As you answered the call, Cairo watched you closely, her thoughts swirling with unease. Why couldn't Winnie just leave you alone?

As you excused yourself to take the call in the bathroom, Cairo's suspicions only grew stronger. The tension in the air was palpable, and she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of her stomach. Was there something more between you and Winnie? Or was it simply Cairo's own insecurities taking hold?

As you answered the phone, you were met with unexpected sounds of moans and whimpers. "Hello? Winnie?" you said, your confusion evident in your voice.

"Oh, Y/n... Please, I need you. God, I just want you. I don't understand why you won't go to that ball with me," Winnie's voice came through, filled with desperation and longing. The implications of her words left you stunned, and you could only imagine what she might be doing on the other end of the line.

Feeling a surge of discomfort and unease, you struggled to respond, unsure of how to navigate the situation. The tension in the air thickened, and you couldn't shake the feeling that things were about to become even more complicated.

You decided not to engage with Winnie, especially given the strange circumstances of her call. As you emerged from the bathroom and settled back onto your bed next to Cairo, she couldn't help but notice your demeanor.

"What'd she want?" Cairo inquired, her gaze fixed on you, searching for any hint of what transpired during the call.

"She was begging me to go to the ball thing with her or something," you replied with a sigh, casually reaching for your water bottle on the nightstand.

"Oh yeah, she can be stubborn... What'd you say to her?" Cairo asked, her curiosity evident as she observed your body language closely.

"I just hung up," you replied nonchalantly, leaving out the finer details. Cairo sensed there was more to the story, but she didn't press further. While she harbored her own dislike for Winnie, seeing you hang up on her was a small victory. Still, she couldn't shake the nagging desire to understand the full extent of what had transpired.

Cairo hummed softly as you both settled under the covers, the quiet of the room embracing you. She was pleasantly surprised when you moved closer, a tender gesture that caught her off guard.

Playing with a lock of her hair, you recited, "Mirror of the night, your eyes green swords inside my flesh, waves between our hands."

"Mirror of the night?" Cairo echoed, leaning into your touch.

"It's from a poem I read today," you explained, your voice soft as you continued to caress her hair.

"I love it," Cairo responded with a soft smile, her eyes meeting yours with affection.

You smiled back, the connection between you palpable in the gentle intimacy of the moment. "I shall shut my eyes for slumber," you yawned, adding a whimsical touch with an English accent that elicited a chuckle from Cairo. As you both drifted off to sleep, Cairo felt grateful for the closeness you shared, even in the simplest of moments.

Oh so close but yet so far.

I'm not trying to rush you but

When are you making the new chapter?

Of course take your time :)

Right now actually!

Well it's not the chapter per say but i am making some drabbles in between

But i will make it soon

I might even make a holiday special!

It means alot that you want to see more, i promise i'll work on it soon!