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jjsmaybank20 · 5 months

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Maybe you could write a Leighton Murray x reader where they are already dating and reader is really physical with Leighton and she surprisingly loves it?

Physical

Leighton Murray x fem!reader

Summary: You're a very touchy person. How will that mesh with Leighton's distant nature?

Warnings: FLUFF FLUFF

Word Count: 701

A/N: So sorry it took so long! Life has gotten int he way, so fics will be kinda random for now. I'll try to get back into it soon! Hope you like it!

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Leighton was never one for physical affection, or any sort of lasting attachment for that matter. Even if she slept with someone more than once, she never let them hold her hand or kiss her outside of sex. No hugs, no cheek kisses, no strings attached. She thought that this was going to be her rule for a long time, and that maybe it would be true for any of her future official relationships that she might have. As soon as she started dating you, everything changed.

She met you through Whitney, who had met you in the gym when she had been doing weight training for soccer. You had struck up a conversation with her, as you were a very friendly person, and the two of you became friends quickly after that. It didn’t take long for Leighton to realize that you were a very physical person. She saw you giving everyone hugs, and kisses on the cheek. When the two of you were formally introduced, you held out your hand for a fistbump. Leighton was lost, as she thought you were going to pull her into a hug or some other overly affectionate action.

When she asked Whitney about it, her friend gave her a sly grin. “Why do you wanna know? Did you want her to hug you or something? I thought you hated it when people do that, especially people you barely know.” Leighton angrily stutters over her words, making Whitney laugh. “I’m just teasing you, Leight. Y/N does that with everyone. She may be physical, but she makes sure not to make people uncomfortable. I promise, if you get to know her better, the hugs and shit will come quickly.”

Over time, you and Leighton began to hang out more and more frequently. Whitney’s statement held true, and you slowly began stepping up the physical affection as your friendship progressed. With these actions slowly increasing, Leighton began to encounter something that she never thought she ever would. Every time you grabbed her hand while you walked to class together, or wrapped your arms around her in a warm hug, a swarm of butterflies seemed to overtake her stomach.

When you finally asked her out, she immediately said yes. You were surprised, as Whitney had told you that Leighton never said yes to a date. She was a no strings attached kind of gal. Your date was extremely successful, and a couple dates after, you asked her to be your girlfriend. Once again, she quickly said yes.

When you arrived, the two of you were hand in hand to absolutely no one’s surprise. You escort the blonde up the stairs to her dorm room where her worried roommates are waiting for her. Before you leave, you grab her face and place a heated kiss on her lips before pulling back and laying kisses all over her face. She grumbles, as per usual, but when you turn around and exit, her roommates see something that they hadn’t expected. Instead of Leighton looking upset, she was bright pink and had a silly little smile on her lips. In her shock, Bela blurted out, “You like that?!” Whitney smacks her arm, but after a second she reiterates the question in a calmer manner. Leighton thinks for a second before replying, “Yeah, I do. I never thought I would like it, but I really really do.” This statement cures all of the suitemates worries, and they realize that they should leave your relationship alone. You were bringing out a new side of Leighton that had never been seen before, and it was obvious how happy you made her. She was changing her distant ways, just for you.

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hermslore · 28 days

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Pretty Girl [Reneé Rapp x Reader]

Reneé had been crushing on you for weeks, but you had a boyfriend. She knew you were straight, or at least, she thought so..

Warning : Mentions of smut

[Based on Pretty Girls by Reneé Rapp.]

Part 2

"You know," your hand traces Reneé's chest, "If I liked girls, I'd definitely have fucked you by now.." your voice sultry, whispering in her ear. Reneé pants as you mess with her. "Oh yeah? What about your boyfriend?" she says, biting her lip. "He wouldn't mind," well, shit.

You kiss her, full on the mouth, hands stroking her cheek. Reneé gasps into the kiss. She's liked you for weeks, because you were deliciously hot.

It was her suggestion that you both go to a club, and she knew you were "straight" but couldn't help but have the need to kiss you. And well, it was happening now.

You'd think that Reneé'd be flattered, well, it's pathetic because you're right.

Your hands slip up her skirt as she gasps into your mouth. Your mouth trails kisses down her jaw, to her neck as she whimpers. "You know, you're surprisingly good at this for a straight girl,"

You pull her in by her collar, kissing her neck and then pushing her up against a wall. Her hands travel to your ass, making you moan against her.

You both went home together that day, having an amazing "girls night."

Reneé knew you were wasted and that that night meant nothing to you. After all, it was late, you were drunk, of course you wanted to have a taste of a pretty girl.

She expected nothing more, however her mind kept wondering back to that night. Unexpectedly, you and Reneé kept hooking up, she took you back to her house, you pulled her in by her tie, slammed her against a door, and shoved your tongue in her mouth.

Another time, she pinned you to the wall, her fingers ramming in and out of your clit as you moaned her name softly.

Despite all this, Reneé was your dirty little secret, and of course she wanted more, she really liked you. But, every time she tried to talk about it, the conversation was classic, she could predict it line by line.

You had a reputation as a "straight girl", you had a boyfriend, you were nowhere near in love with the girl as much as she was with you. She'd claim she liked a straight jacket, but you wouldn't even so much as hold her hand in public.

Another time, your hands slipping into her pants as she gasped, "Oh shit," you giggled. You always acted like you guys never hooked up and for Reneé, it was a blessing and a curse. But in reality, you loved having her at your mercy, you loved touching her, you loved the noises she made, but you were just doing this for fun, after all, you were straight, weren't you?

"Wanna go clubbing?" She smiled, against your neck. "Yes, but my boyfr-" you started but she cut you off. "Yeah, your boyfriend's cute," she said, rolling her eyes, pulling you in by your neck to kiss you.

You gave her a look as Reneé realised. "Oh shit, yeah, he can come too."

Reneé went to get drinks for the three of you. When she came back, her heart broke a bit, there you were, kissing your boyfriend in public, his hands touching everywhere she used to touch.

She bit her lip, keeping the drinks down and running out the room, she knew you had a boyfriend, she knew she was gonna get hurt, but she couldn't help but love you.

You saw her face and excused yourself, you ran after her. "Reneé, listen to me, please" you came after her, but she refused to talk to you.

"You know what, you say that I'm your favorite with your hands in between my thighs, but you'll be his in the morning anyway."

"What? What're you talking about? We both agreed to this being for fun, you know it too. I'm straight!" You said, in disbelief.

She chuckled bitterly, looking at you with teary eyes. "Keep on pretending pretty girl."

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brooooswriting · 2 months

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hi, can I request a fluffy leighton x reader where the reader is having just a really bad day (late to class, someone spilled coffee on her, etc) and she’s just super stressed and anxious and leighton notices and tries to make her feel better and helps her through it? and ofc leighton’s roommates are totally unused to seeing her being soft with someone so they’re all shocked and stuff

Softie

Sometimes life just seemed to fuck you over and today was just one of those days. It started early in the morning, or well it didn’t which was the problem. Your alarm didn’t ring as your phone charger didn’t work. You woke up a lot later than you normally did resulting in you getting late to class and after class was finally done and the prof was done lecturing you about being late, you walked out of the room just for someone to bump into you and spill their hot coffee over your shirt. As you were already late you didn’t have time to change for your next course, instead just closing the jacket which was at least a bit better.

When it was finally time to eat, at least in theory, you went back to your dorm room to change and since your phone was still off you couldn’t even text your friends about not coming. Happy to finally arrive at your dorm you opened the door just to hear weird noise coming from your room. It took you a second to figure out what those noises were before sighing, your roommates sex life really always was your enemy. Since you couldn’t go into your room you just grabbed a new jacket to pull over your shirt, hoping that it’d fix the problem at least a bit.

During lunch, your friends sat at the same table as always. Leighton was constantly checking her phone, a worried look on her face. “It’s weird that she’s not answering right?” She asked her friends making them freeze for a moment, it wasn’t often that the blonde was asking for advice.

“Wait, is the leighton Murray worried about someone else?” Whitney asked, fake surprise in her voice as she widens her eyes earning an annoyed look from her friend.

“Did you maybe do something to upset her?” Kimberly asked innocently.

“Oh my god, did you say somebody else’s name during sex?” Bella intervened, making the rest of the group cringe. Especially Leighton who shuddered before shaking her head.

“What kind of question is that? Of course not and I don’t think I did anything to upset her. Yesterday everything was fine, we were out and then she brought me home, kissed me good night and went to her dorm. Later we texted shortly before saying good night and going to sleep. Since then I haven’t heard from her” she explained, wrecking her brain trying to think of anything she could have done. The rest was still kinda perplex, the blonde never talked about her private life like this. It already took them hours to get out of her who she was dating.

“Well, do you know if she had a course with anyone you could ask?” Whitney suggested.

“Oh, Lila. Didn’t you have Econ or whatever with y/n this morning?” She suddenly called out to the girl who was walking by their table.

“Yeah I did, dude was late as shit and left me alone in that boring ass course” Lila complained on and on until the blonde finally interrupted her.

“What do you mean she was late?” You were normally very punctual so this was already kinda weird.

“What do you mean ‘what I mean?’ Class started at 7:30, your hot stuff girlfriend arrived at like 8:15, leaving me alone for 45 minutes. But she did seem like she had a rough night or morning. If she did, that bitch is excused. But only this once” with that the sips manager disappeared.

After a moment Leighton stood up and grabbed her food confusing the rest of them as she didn’t say anything. “Where are you going?” Bela asked.

“I wish I could be looking for my girlfriend but instead I have to go and write a shitty math test that is way to easy anyway” she aggressively packed away her stuff before storming off to her lecture.

You never thought you’d say that you’d rather be in Leightons weird ass math class than at sips. But Thursdays were always extremely full and a lot of the people there were frat boys who treated workers like shit. Normally you were at least two people on Thursdays but Zoe had to call in sick last minute leaving you alone with a whole lot of work. Throughout your whole shift the frat boys tried to humiliate you and made you work twice as hard as they spilled everything on purpose and didn’t throw away anything. Your shift went an hour and a half longer than normal exhausting you even more.

Once you could finally leave you felt like breaking down, your eyes were wet, your bottom lip trembling and you were barely moving your feet. As soon as you entered the building your body moved on its own finding the way to your girlfriend’s dorm who was still panicking. She only knew that you were alive was due to other people telling her that they saw you. “If I don’t hear from her in the next hour I’ll get the police or some shit” she told the others while aggressively typing on her phone. “I have been everywhere. Her sips shift was over over an hour ago. I was at her dorm, the library, the cafeteria and the gym but she’s nowhere to be found” she added.

“Have you looked at sips?” Whitney asked making the blonde scoff.

“It’s Thursday” she answered leaving everybody confused, “She hates it there on Thursdays, so why would she stay longer?” While Kimberly found it unbelievably cute that Leighton knew which days you liked and which not she realized that the blonde didn’t have a clue how shifts might work.

Just as she was about to explain that to her there was a knock on the door. The youngest Murray sibling quickly jumped up to see who was behind the door, a relief sigh leaving her when she saw you. But her relief quickly disappeared when she saw how your shoulders were hanging, your eyes wet and barely sparkling anymore and your lips trembling when you tried to greet her. Everybody looked at you, making it even worse. Leighton quickly pulled you in to the room, her hands caressing your cheek softly. “What happened y/n?” She asked carefully while studying your face.

You tried to speak but every time you wanted to open your mouth, you could feel yourself starting to cry. The blonde didn’t want to force you to speak so she just wrapped you in a hug which made you sob out. “Shh, it’s okay. Everything is gonna be okay” she mumbled over and over, feeling all her roommates watch her. They couldn’t believe it, Leighton was hugging someone and in addition to that, someone who was crying. While they stared at her, she tightened her arms around you as she felt your legs giving out. “Bela, Kimberly couch” she asked. They quickly stood up and set on the seats across the couch so you two could sit there. When your cries slowly died down, the blonde pointed at the fridge, making Kimberly get up to get you a bottle of water. “Thank you”

Once your girlfriend had forced you to drink some water with the words “you don’t want to look puffy later do you?”, she repeated her question from before. “It’s stupid, really” you answered but the look she gave you made you continue. “I just had a bad day” you then explained, looking down at your hands.

“That isn’t stupid, love” she comforted, her hands still rubbing circles across your back.

“Can we ask what happened?” Whitney said carefully. One, she didn’t wanna upset you further, and two, she was scared of Leighton is she did upset you further.

“It’s just, my charger broke so my phone didn’t load which meant that my alarm didn’t ring. Then I was too late to Econ and the prof lectured me like half an hour after the lecture that I was too late and as soon as I left the room somebody spilled their hot coffee onto me, but I was already too late to change. So I had to sit in my next lecture drenched in hot coffee and when I wanted to change during lunch I walked into my dorm just for my roommate to have another one night stand over, so I couldn’t change. And when I arrived at sips I was told that Zoe called in sick so I was alone and it was so full and these stupid frat boys were there so I had to work longer than my shift went and they made me spill oat milk on myself” by the end you were nearly crying again. If it wasn’t for Leighton giving you comfort you definitely would.

“See, I told you Zoe is evil” Whitney pointed out, receiving a glare from Leighton which made you chuckle a bit. The moment the sound left your mouth the blonde stopped glaring and instead smiled at you. “I’m sorry the day was so shitty” she then added.

“Oh, I know these frat boys they’re so rude. They always knock their coffee down on purpose” Kimberly said, hoping that that would help you.

“Did you take on of those anxiety pills?” Leighton asked.

“No, they’ve been empty for like three weeks but the pharmacy isn’t delivering them. I called like 60 times and I even went there but nothing. They’re ignoring me” you explained while playing with the blondes fingers to calm yourself down.

“Wait, are you still wearing the shirt with the oat milk on it?” Bela asked as her eyes wandered down to your shirt. You gave her a nod with your lips pressed into a thin line.

“Alright, get up. You’re going to change and then we are going to deal with the rest” you only whined, moving seemed really hard right now and you’d rather not do anything. But the blonde grabbed your hand and pulled you up and into her room. The others tried to give you privacy but couldn’t help the glance through the open door where they witnessed Leighton pulling the shirt over your head and helping you put on another one. You didn’t even need to be told to get on the bed, instead just immediately falling into it, burying your face in the pillow that smelled like your girlfriend.

“Are you gonna come cuddle?” Your voice was muffled due to the pillow which somehow made the whole thing even cuter to Leighton. She nodded and placed herself next to you so you could cuddle. The fact that you were now going to sleep while it wasn’t even 5 pm wasn’t something she liked as you’d definitely have problems sleeping later but she ultimately decided that an hour won’t hurt after the day you had. She’d just wake you up when it was time for dinner.

“No! I mean today, latest in 2 hours. I don’t care, we’ve been waiting for these meds for weeks now!” Leighton nearly screamed into the phone as she exited her room, “Look if you don’t want a lawsuit you’ll bring them in the next two hours. Oh trust me, I have the money to run you down until you do not have a penny anymore. Thank you very much” when she hung up the phone she saw three pair of eyes starring at her.

“What?” She asked her roommates.

“What was that?” Whitney asked, her brows furrowed while the rest also starred at her.

“That damn pharmacy that’s been blowing y/n off” she shrugged as she sat down next to Bela on the couch. “Oh, Kimberly. Do you still have that calming green tea?”

“Uhm, yeah I do. I think it’s in the drawer over there, take as many as you need” the girl pointed to a drawer close to the fridge making Leighton stand up to find the package.

“Great, thank you. I’m gonna get some of y/ns favorite snacks. Does anybody else want something?” After each of them added at least on snack she quickly walked to the small store on campus to get everything. Once she was back the medication was already in front of the door and she still had enough time to brew your tea before she wanted to wake you. “Alright everybody, here are your snacks” she announced as she placed their bag on the table, keeping yours safely stowed in her hand while she heated up a cup of water.

“Love, come on. Wake up, it’s dinner time soon” she carefully shook you awake before placing a soft kiss in your cheek.

“How long did I sleep?” You grumbled as you hid your face in her stomach, still way too sleepy to think clear. The way the blonde brushed her fingers through your hair nearly made fall back asleep.

“Like an hour, but it’s dinner time and you gotta eat something so up you go” she encouraged noticing your hesitation and the way your eyes were darting around endlessly. It was a typical thing you did when you got anxious. “Hey, it’s alright. I even got you your meds so your mind and body can relax a bit” She presented the meds and the tea to you after helping you sit up.

“Thank you” she only gave you a soft smile and wrapped an arm around you.

Not long after you sat in the cafeteria, just observing the discussion the table had while eating your food. Due to the medication you were a lot calmer, giving you time to rest. Your whole body leaned against Leightons something she actually encouraged. Except for Bela, who once saw Leighton and the first girl she knew of make out, no one of them had ever seen her this touchy with anybody.

“Hey what are you guys thinking about watching a movie before we go to sleep? There’s a new Netflix movie that I think we’d all enjoy” Kimberly suggested, earning a yes from everybody except Leighton who instead looked at you who said yes.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” She whispered to you who was laying on her shoulder. You really liked Kimberly and she was scared that you were only too nice to say no. The nod you gave her didn’t convince her at all so you grabbed her chin to title her head down making it easier for you to press a kiss to her lips.

“I promise I’m up for this” you reassured again, she nodded at you and then at Kimberly who happily clapped her hands.

After all of you finished eating you redecorated the dorms common room so all of you could sit comfortably while watching the movie on the small projector Leighton bought during on of her shopping trips. You sat in front of your girlfriend, your back against her front with a blanket over your legs. To everybodies surprise the movie was actually good and all of you enjoyed it. At least until your eyelids became heavier and you drifted to sleep in her arms. When she noticed that you were asleep she pulled the blanket higher and pressed a kiss to your forehead mumbling a quiet ‘sleep well’.

“Who knew Leighton Murray could be such a softie?” Whitney grinned as she looked at you two earning an agreeing nod from the other two.

“What?!” The blonde asked visibly confused.

“Dude you’re a simp for your girl” Bela laughed enjoying the look on her roommates face.

“I am not” she argued back. “You’re so lucky she’s asleep otherwise I’d beat you up”

“Well, she’d kinda right. But like in a good way, you really care for her and it’s very sweet” Kimberly explained knowing that Leighton wouldn’t do anything to her as you liked her too much. Something that actually proved what she just said.

“Whatever! You guys are crazy” she complained feeling you stir slightly in her arms, “and now be quiet before you wake her”

“Simp” Bela whispered while turning her focus back on the movie only to miss the pillow that was chucked her way.

She knew that she was soft for you and she loved it, she loved you. But that wasn’t her roommates business.

#reader insert #brooooswriting #leighton murray x reader #renee rapp x reader #tslocg x reader

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Part 2

Leighton Murray x Female Reader 2,204 words

You take biochem with Bela and Whitney and you're never usually one to party, so when Bela finally convinces you, you find yourself letting go. Leighton can't help but keep an eye on you.

You let out another sigh as you fall onto your back in the middle of your friends' common room.

"We're gonna fail," you mumble, covering your face with your hands and slowly dragging them down before letting them slump against the floor with a thump.

"Stop, don't say that," Bela quickly scolds and you can't help but frown in defeat. You feel a gentle pat on your knee and groan. Biochem was going to be the death of you. "See? The thing just goes in this thing and that other.. thing comes out?" A half-suppressed - but lighthearted - laugh shot out of you and, in return, you felt a slap to your knee.

"Ow-uh," you pouted at Bela as you sat up to which she scrunched up her face and mocked you like a child. Your mouth fell agape at the sheer audacity of your friend and you felt for a pillow from behind you.

"Are you guys still studying for the exam?" You hear Whitney question and you begrudgingly release your hold on the pillow.

"Sadly," you and Bela reply in unison - which brings a grin to your faces.

"Ugh- it's no use though, I need to let off some steam." Silence fell of the room for a brief moment and then Bela turned to you with a glint in her eyes.

"I know what could help..." she smirked, but you were already shaking your head. You knew what she was going to say. She had brought it up so many times and each time you said the same thing.

"No, absolutely not," you waved her off as she began to creep closer.

"Oh come onnnnn," she whined her hands gripping onto your upper arm, "pleaseeeee? Just this once."

"I've been before, they're not that good," you replied and you felt Whitney sidle in next to you.

"But," she lightly paused, "have you been to one with us?" She combated with a sly smile. You shook your head in defeat.

"So you're going?" Bela asked loudly, causing Kimberly to emerge from her room.

"Yess.."

"Yes!"

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The four girls, Kimberly, Bela, Whitney and Leighton, stood in the middle of their common room - all dressed in accordance for the evening - and four shot glasses stood lined on the coffee table. A knock sounded and the four girls turned their heads toward the door, Bela ran over, her heels clacking against the floor.

"Quick!," she waved to one of the others, "pour a shot."

Leighton stood, brows furrowed as Kimberly quickly rushed to pour a shot, unaware of the incoming visitor. "Who's here?"

"Y/n!"

"Y/n? As in biochem Y/n?" Her question was answered as soon as the words left her mouth.

"Ayy! You actually came," Bela shouted and wrapped you in her arms. Leighton took a few moments to blink back her shock.

"Yeah, I wasn't gonna leave you hanging," you smiled shyly and looked up, your eyes locking onto Leighton's, just for a brief nanosecond but you felt as if you had been winded, before engaging with the others. As soon as you let go of Bela, Kimberly passed you a glass.

"We only have four, so it looks like you'll be taking the first one," Bela cheekily grinned. She watched as you wavered slightly. "I'll help you," she whispered and a smile pulled at the corners of your lips so she touched the bottom of the glass and pushed slightly over time as you guided it to your lips and threw back the first shot of the night. The girls erupted into cheer and your cheeks warmed as the liquor burned its way down your throat.

Leighton watched you intently as you were pulled into the middle of the room, the movement causing the skirt of your dress to ride and your hands quickly pulled the material down. You picked up the bottle and placed your shot glass down before pouring the liquor.

Once again, four shot glasses lined the table, only this time they were full. The four girls reached for their respective glasses and you swallowed a gasp as Leighton grabbed the glass you had just drank from. It was stupid, really; getting butterflies over sharing the same glass, but you couldn't help it. Your small crush on the blonde was sometimes all-consuming and it needed to end, for your own sake. Leighton would most likely find a one night stand tonight and you ultimately concluded that you would do the same.

"Okay, one," Bela began, "two," she pointed at the bottle in your hand and gestured for you to take a swig, "three!" Your lips met the lip of the bottle and you let the cold liquid fall into your mouth.

The four girls felt the instant rush of the first taste of alcohol and the excitement of what the evening could hold was nearly suffocating. However, Leighton couldn't help but look at you; she's never seen you like this, so eager to get drunk, and she can't tell if she should be worried or not. She shook the feeling off, you were your own person. If you wanted to get black-out drunk, then so be it.

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Loud music boomed through your very soul. Your brain felt as if it were vibrating in your own skull and your heart felt too big for your chest. But you found that you didn't mind. Bodies pushed up against you, the crowd moving as a collective body, swaying and jumping in time to the beat of the music.

You're the most drunk you've ever been, you're sure of it, and you find yourself being glad that it was the weekend. You feel so light and you throw your head back as you take another shot. The room starts to spin as you push a cup to your lips and you do your best to ignore it, just closing your eyes and giving in to the music, giving in to the feeling. There's a pair of hands on your hips, you aren't sure how long they've been there, but they grip onto you and you'll probably find finger-shaped bruises the next morning.

Leighton nurses on her red solo cup as she eyes you in the crowd. She's staring daggers at the boy behind you - the one with his hands on you - and she feels her jaw clench involuntarily. She can't help it. And she swallows painfully when she watches you lean back into him, your eyes fluttering closed. You're drunk. So drunk she's surprised you haven't toppled over yet.

Then his hands begin to roam.

At first dragging up towards your waist and pinching at your skin. He's so rough. Leighton can't help but point that out. His hands move back down toward the hem of your short skirt and push the fabric up, his hands resting on the skin of your thighs. There's a sharp tingling feeling in her fingertips and a lump begins to form in her throat and, before she knows it, she's pushing through the crowd to get to you.

"Okay that's- that's enough of that." She spits out at the boy as pushes a hand between the two of your bodies. She knows him, one of her brother's friends. And she feels sick to her stomach as you slump so easily into her side as she guides you away with a hand on your shoulder.

You stagger on your own feet as you cling onto Leighton's arm.

"Where're we goin'?" You mumble.

"Back to mine, I'm sure your roommate wouldn't be too happy if you came home now," Leighton explained as she unscrewed the lid to a bottle of water and pushed it toward you.

"You taking me home?" You smirk, taking the bottle, and she can hear the innuendo in your voice, causing her heart rate to pick up ever so slightly. She shakes her head with a smile on her face as she heads in the direction of her dorm.

You're uncharacteristically flirty. Something she wasn't prepared for by the way her stomach does flips and the grin on her face. It's cute. Seeing you like this. But she can't really understand you as she opens the door. You're babbling - something about your dress and the floor and her bed. She's glad you're as drunk as you are, otherwise you would have taken note of the deep blush covering the blonde's cheeks and the way goosebumps litter up her arms.

"Yknow?" You pause as you use her to keep your balance to slip off your heels - her hand finding your waist as yours rests on her shoulder so that you can stand on one leg.

"Know what?" Leighton questions softly, following you, as you pad over to her room and climb on top of her bed. You sit on your knees and reach out for her. You've misjudged the distance by quite a few centimetres and slip so fast Leighton feels her heart jump out of her throat as she catches your fall and pushes you back up. She lets out a nervous laugh as she stabilises you and your hands move to cup her face as you stare down at her.

"You're so pretty, you know that, right?" You smile softly as you search her eyes and she doesn't know what to say. "Your eyes and your face and your hair and your nose and your lips," you whisper as she sees your eyes flicker to her lips and she absentmindedly pushes her tongue out to wet them slightly.

You're drunk - she tells herself. You'd never say this if you weren't. Maybe you'd never even think it if you weren't. Your hands glide over her shoulders and then down her arms before grabbing onto her wrists. Leighton swallows a gasp as goosebumps rise in wake of your movements. She doesn't know what to do. Of course she's dealt with drunk people before and of course she's dealt with liking friends before. But it's you and this time liking a friend could actually amount to something. It didn't have to be some silly little fantasy, it could be something real.

No, she couldn't do that to herself. Not when you're currently pulling her into her own bed, which you are in. You not liking her in the way that she wants would be different; different because you're the first friend that she's liked who actually likes girls. You not liking her would be so much more personal.

"Where're you going?" You question her with furrowed brows as she tucks you into her bed.

"The couch," she mumbles in reply and you frown ever so slightly as you search her eyes.

"Aren't you staying?" You're so tired that words are hard to form and Leighton pauses as she racks her brain for an answer. For some reason there's a sharp pang in your heart and you lightly clear your throat before moving the duvet off of you. You go to say that you'll go sleep on the couch, but nothing leaves your mouth. Instead, Leighton pulls the duvet back over you and bids you goodnight.

"Leight.." you whisper just before she gets to the door and you stare at her for a moment, your pupils wide from the alcohol and your gaze hazy. "Please stay with me?"

Leighton tugs at her bottom lip with her teeth, but she's recently found that she can't say no to you.

"Okay," she whispers back and you quickly move to give her more room as she steps forward. She climbs into bed and you unashamedly make yourself comfortable - tugging the duvet over her as you snuggle into her side. It's a small bed, of course the two of you were going to be close, but you were practically holding her and your head rested on her chest. Her heart was pounding, so hard she could hear it in her own ears, and she hoped that you were still too drunk to notice.

You could hear it, of course you could, but, little does she know, it's the sound that you're falling asleep to.

Leighton lets out a light yawn, she hadn't realised how tired she was until she got into bed and before she knew it she found herself closing her eyes and falling asleep.

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Bela, Whitney and Kimberly fall into the dorm after struggling to open the door and push their uncomfortable shoes off as soon as possible. Whitney stops dead in her tracks when her eyes land on a mystery fourth pair of shoes. She points a finger at them and turns a head to her friends.

"Are those Y/n's?" Kimberly whispers, though not very well. Whitney's pointed finger moves up from your shoes to the closed bedroom door.

Bela's eyes go wide and she slaps Whitney's hand down before tiptoeing over to her shared room with Leighton. The two other girls followed closely behind. She pushes the door open and takes a few steps in. Wide grins fall onto all of their faces as they take in the sight.

Your head is still on Leighton's chest, but now her arms wrap around you protectively in your sleep.

"This is the cutest thing ever-"

"They didn't sleep together?"

#female reader #x reader #reader #reader insert #wlw #fluff #leighton murray x reader #the sex lives of college girls #leighton murray #Blob's fics

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𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘 ──── 𝘓𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Synopsis: Leighton decides to go to a party with her roommates after coming out to them, and decides to test her luck with a girl by the bar.

Content: Leighton Murray x gn!reader, fingering, thigh riding, alcohol, Leighton def kept her heels on

Word Count: 1.9k

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Leighton Murray nervously adjusted her dress as she entered the lively frat party with her roommates, the pulsating music and laughter echoing through the air. Being a closeted lesbian in college had its challenges, but tonight, Leighton decided to step out of her comfort zone. She had just come out to her roommates, and the energy in the room was contagious. She hoped that maybe, just maybe, she could find a connection that would make her college experience a little less complicated.

As she navigated through the crowd, Leighton spotted a figure standing near the makeshift bar, seemingly observing the chaotic dance floor. Y/N, with a welcoming smile, caught Leighton's eye. Y/N's presence was magnetic, and Leighton felt a flutter in her chest.

Leighton took a deep breath, determined to embrace the spontaneity of the night. She approached Y/N with a false confident smile, her heart pounding in her chest. "Hey, I'm Leighton," she greeted, grabbing a cup while trying to sound casual despite her nerves.

Y/N turned to face her, their eyes meeting in a moment of shared connection. "Hey, Leighton. I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you, I'd offer you a drink but you don't look like the type of girl to drink shitty liquor." they replied, a grin playing on their lips as their eyes travel down Leighton's body.

"Can't be too picky in college. Although I do prefer Glenfarclas, I'll take what I can get." Leighton replied with a matching grin, widening it as she watched the look of confusion on Y/N's face.

The conversation flowed effortlessly between the two. Leighton discovered that Y/N loved indie music and had a passion for photography. As they laughed and chatted, Leighton couldn't help but feel a growing connection with Y/N.

As the night progressed, the atmosphere became more electric, and the decision to venture onto the dance floor was inevitable. Y/N, sensing Leighton's hesitation, gently took her hand, pulling her into the pulsating crowd. The colorful lights illuminated their faces as they danced, the music creating a rhythmic backdrop to their growing connection.

In the midst of the chaos, Leighton found solace in the shared laughter and subtle touches. Y/N's hand in hers felt comforting, and the chemistry between them became undeniable. Leighton realized that this unexpected connection was a breath of fresh air, a chance to be herself without the weight of secrecy.

But then came the looks, the amount of men staring at them, it made Leighton's skin crawl.

Leighton pulled them away from the dance floor, seeking a quieter spot to catch her breath. Leighton's heart raced as she looked into Y/N's eyes, feeling a magnetic pull. Y/N, smiling at Leighton's vulnerability, reached out to gently brush a strand of hair away from her face.

Leighton hesitated for a moment, then leaned in, capturing Y/N's lips in a soft and lingering kiss. It felt like the world around them disappeared, leaving only the two of them in that quiet corner of the frat party. For Leighton, it was a liberating moment, a step towards embracing her true self.

Y/N smiled, their eyes reflecting understanding and acceptance. "I'm glad I met you tonight, Leighton," they whispered.

Leighton and Y/N, lost in the magnetic pull between them, continued their passionate kiss. The sounds of the party faded into the background as they embraced the warmth and intensity of the moment. Y/N's hands grasped Leighton's waist, their fingertips tracing the contour of her skin.

Leighton's heart raced with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. The taste of Y/N's lips was intoxicating, and she found herself surrendering to the euphoria of the connection they were building. Y/N's other hand found its way to the small of Leighton's back, pulling her closer, their bodies pressed together in an electrifying dance.

The world around them seemed to disappear as they explored the depth of their desire. Leighton's hands rested on Y/N's shoulders, fingers lightly running through the strands of their hair. The air between them crackled with newfound energy, and the quiet corner they had found became an intimate sanctuary.

As they broke the kiss, Leighton's breath caught, and her eyes locked onto Y/N's. A shared understanding passed between them — a recognition of something special unfolding. Y/N's gaze held a mix of tenderness and desire, encouraging Leighton to let go of the inhibitions that had held her back.

Y/N's fingers traced gentle patterns along Leighton's spine, sending shivers down her body.

"You wanna head back to my dorm?" Leighton asked with a sly smile, Y/Ns face matching hers as they nodded.

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The night air was crisp as Leighton and Y/N left the vibrant energy of the frat party behind. They walked hand in hand across the campus, the quietness providing a welcome contrast to the lively chaos they had just experienced. The journey to Leighton's dorm was filled with shared laughter and stolen glances, the connection between them growing stronger with each step.

Upon reaching Leighton's dorm, the anticipation hung in the air. The soft glow of the hallway lights illuminated their faces as Leighton fumbled with her keys, her heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and excitement. She unlocks her dorm door with a giggle, her mood slightly affected by the alcohol she drank previously. She turned to Y/N, their eyes locking in a silent understanding.

Y/N's hand cupped Leighton's cheek, their touch sending a comforting wave through her. "Thank you for tonight," Y/N whispered, their breath hot against Leighton's face.

Leighton smiled, a mixture of gratitude and affection in her gaze. "No, thank you," she replied, feeling a warmth spreading within her.

As they entered Leighton's dorm, the door clicking shut behind them, the atmosphere changed. The space became an intimate cocoon where the outside world ceased to matter. Leighton turned to face Y/N, their eyes meeting in silent agreement. In that moment, the unspoken connection reached a new level of intimacy.

Without a word, Y/N gently tilted Leighton's chin upward, their lips meeting in a soft and tender kiss. It was a continuation of the magnetic energy that had drawn them together throughout the night. Leighton's heart raced as the kiss deepened, the warmth and reassurance of Y/N's touch melting away any lingering reservations.

Y/N pulled Leighton's body backward, dropping to sit on the couch without breaking the kiss with Leighton.

They broke the kiss, a shared smile passing between them. The air was charged with anticipation as Y/N whispered, "Is this okay?", bringing their hands up to tug gently on Leighton's dress.

their bodies were already responding to each other's touch, and Leighton nodded as she leaned closer, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

Their tongues tangled together hungrily, exploring each other's mouths as if they had been waiting for this moment forever. Their hands roamed freely over each other's bodies, caressing and groping with equal intensity. Leighton's dress came off first, revealing her thick thighs and breasts, her nipples erect from the cold weather. Y/N followed suit, pulling off their clothing to match Leighton's naked body.

Y/N pulled Leighton down onto their lap, her straddling one of Y/N's thighs. She kisses them gently, leading her kisses down Y/Ns neck as she grinds her wet folds against their thigh.

Y/N holds onto Leighton's hips tightly, their nails digging into her skin. Leighton reached between them, her fingers finding Y/N's sensitive spot and massaging it vigorously. "That feels so good," Y/N moaned, their voice hoarse with desire as they helped Leighton reach her orgasm on their thigh.

"I know," Leighton panted back, her breath hot against Y/N's neck. "Tell me you want more."

"I do... I need more Leight," Y/N confessed, their hips bucking wildly, Leighton pushing a finger inside of Y/N. The couch creaked under their combined weight as they rode each other harder and faster, sweat covering both of their bodies in a sticky film.

Their breasts hit against each other's, nipples rubbing against nipples in sync with their rhythmic movements. Their moans muffled against each other's necks and shoulders, echoing throughout the otherwise silent room. Leighton's fingers continued to tease Y/N's G-spot relentlessly, pushing them closer to releasing.

Y/N's hands grabbed onto Leighton's ass, squeezing them firmly before slapping them lightly. The stinging followed by the coolness of the air on her bare bottom made Leighton moan even louder, getting closer as she kissed and bit Y/Ns neck.

Leighton's own orgasm was building rapidly, her humping Y/N's thigh hastily. "I'm... I'm close," she whimpered, her voice strained with pleasure.

"Me too," Y/N panted back, their hips picking up the pace, helping Leighton ride them and Leighton's fingers going deeper inside of Y/N. The combined sounds of their heavy breathing and moans reverberated throughout the room, creating a sensual symphony that heightened their arousal even further.

With their hips buckling one more time, Y/N cried out, their body tensing up as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over them. Their climax seemed to last forever, their body shaking as Leighton helped her ride out the high. When it finally subsided, both girls were panting heavily, their bodies covered in sweat and fluids.

Collapsing onto the couch, they stayed intertwined for several minutes, catching their breath and savoring the post-coital bliss. Their hearts were racing wildly in sync, their breathing gradually returning to normal.

Leighton's dorm room felt like a haven of intimacy as she and Y/N laid there, their fingers entwined. The soft glow of a lamp cast a warm light across the room, creating a cozy atmosphere. With unspoken understanding, Leighton gestured towards her room, an invitation in her eyes.

"Would you like to stay?" Leighton asked, her voice a gentle whisper that hung in the air.

Y/N nodded, a genuine smile playing on their lips. "I'd love to."

They moved towards the bedroom, the tension in the room shifting from the excitement of the night to a quieter, more tender energy. Leighton opened the door and sat on her bed, pulling back the covers, to reveal the inviting space where their connection would deepen.

As they settled into the bed, Leighton couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and anticipation. Y/N mirrored her emotions, their eyes locked in a shared moment of vulnerability. The unspoken understanding between them was a comforting presence, allowing Leighton to be herself without the weight of pretense.

Y/N lay down beside Leighton, the soft comforter enveloping them. The warmth of the room and the lingering connection from the night created a sense of serenity. Leighton turned towards Y/N, their eyes meeting in the dim light.

Without a word, they leaned in, sharing a gentle kiss that conveyed a depth of emotion words couldn't capture. It was a tender acknowledgment of the connection they had discovered, and a promise of the intimacy that would unfold as they navigated this newfound chapter together.

As they settled into each other's arms, the room filled with the soft sounds of their breathing and the quiet whispers of the night. Leighton closed her eyes, feeling a sense of peace she hadn't known before. Y/N's presence beside her brought comfort and acceptance, creating a safe space where Leighton could let go of the walls she had built around her heart.

In the embrace of the bed, they fell asleep quickly with their limbs entwined. The night became a canvas for a shared journey, a journey that went beyond the confines of a college dorm room. As sleep embraced them, Leighton and Y/N found solace in each other's arms, the promise of a new day and a deeper connection awaiting them when the morning sun kissed the horizon.

#leighton murray x reader #leighton murray #the sex lives of college girls #renee rapp x reader #renee rapp #mean girls #regina george x reader #regina george #help I’m gay #wlw #lesbian #lgbtq

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alotofpockets · 7 months

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Crush | Leighton Murray

Pairing: Leighton Murray x Jock!Reader

Summary: Whitney notices Leighton's crush on her fellow soccer player and decides to get them together. [Full request]

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Over the past couple of weeks Whitney noticed Leighton showing up at soccer practice more and more often. She always seemed to have some excuse to be there, so at first Whitney didn’t think much of seeing her roommate sitting on the bleachers and just went to her to see what she needed but over time the excuses started to get less and less convincing.

That’s when Whitney noticed who the blondes eyes kept lingering on. She smirked to herself, thinking of how to tease Leighton about her little crush when she was done with practice.

Leighton looks up from her homework when she hears footsteps approaching her. "Oh, hey Whit, done already?" She says casually. "Just a 10 minute water break." Whitney says as she sits down next to the girl. "So, don't worry, you have more time to stare at y/n in a minute." Leighton looks away from Whitney's piercing eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about." Leighton responds.

Unintentionally, Leighton's eyes fall on you again. Her mouth falls open as she sees you lift up your shirt to wipe the sweat off your face, which puts your abs on full display. "Nice try, Murray, you're drooling right now."

That's when you look their way. Leighton quickly closes her mouth but you had already noticed her staring. You wave to her with a smirk on your face. Leighton waves back, her smile a lot less smug. What is happening? She thought. She was never nervous around people. "Oh, you're crushing so hard." Whitney says as she gets back up, to go back to practice.

Later that afternoon, back at the dorm, everyone sits down in the common room. "You'll never guess what happened at practice today." Whitney says, grabbing everyone's attention instantly. Leighton rolls her eyes at the giddiness in Whitney's eyes. Bela and Kimberly look between Leighton and Whitney sharing looks. "Well, come on, don't leave us hanging." Bela interrupts the intense nonverbal conversation.

"Ugh, fine. Go ahead" Leighton says in defeat, knowing they were going to get it out of Whitney one way or another. "Leighton is crushing on a girl from my soccer team." Kimberly squeals, "Oh my god, that is so exciting. Who is it?" Leighton decides to give in and share. "It's y/n." This time it's Bela's turn to squeal. "Wow, Leigh, I didn't know you were into jocks. She has killer abs!" Whitney jumps in, "Oh, Leighton was drooling over them earlier. I think she is very aware of those." Leighton starts blushing, her love life was never on display like this. "Okay, that's enough, thank you."

Leighton seemed to be the only one not having plans for tonight as one by one her roommates left the dormroom. She decided to change into some more comfortable clothes. She settles on the couch and decides to work on her homework, she's only a couple of questions in when she hears a knock on the door.

Leighton opens the door and there you are. She didn't know who she expected on the other side of the door but it certainly wasn't you. "Oh, hi, y/n." She greets you. "Whitney isn't here, she left like half an hour ago." You give her a puzzled look. "I'm not here for Whit, I'm here for you. However, by the sound of it, you were not expecting me." Leighton looks down at her outfit, "Yeah, if I knew I would be having company tonight I wouldn't be wearing this."

You sent a dashing smile her way, "Well, I think you look great. So, let's not worry about that, shall we?" Leighton shakes her head in response. "Yeah, I guess it's too late to worry now anyways. Now, tell me, what exactly are you here for?" She asks stepping back so you can enter the dormroom. "I'm kind of struggling in my math class this year, and Whit said you're really good at it. She said you'd tutor me but since you know nothing about it, I think we have been set up."

That's when Leighton starts getting nervous. Set up? If you thought this was a set up, did you like her too? She decides to put her nerves aside and ask. "Set up how?" Her question gets another smirk out of you. "I've seen you in the bleachers, Leigh. You're not exactly subtle while checking me out on the field." Leighton is quick to look away from the challenging eye contact you are trying to hold. When you notice a blush creeping on your cheeks you add on to your sentence. "On the other hand, you might not have seen me checking you out the moments you were actually doing your homework while you're sitting there." Leighton's eyes meet yours again, she's searching for any sign of a lie on your face but she can't find one. "Oh." Is all she manages to get out. Seriously, what was happening? She thought. What's wrong with me? She was always the confidence herself but around you she was quite the opposite.

You decide to give making Leighton flustered a rest. “So, are you down to help me? It’s okay if not.” Leighton is quick to answer, “Yeah, of course. Let’s sit.” You sit down on the couch and grab your stuff. You are pleasantly surprised by Leighton’s math knowledge and are very grateful that she’s willing to help you. Leighton on her turn was gaining more and more confidence the longer she spent sitting by your side.

Leighton asked to borrow your pencil to write something down on your paper. She explained what she was doing as she continued to solve the problem in front of you. To your surprise, you actually understood what she was saying, so you nodded along. She handed you back the pencil, your hands lingering longer than needed. You smile before asking if you could take a small break. “Yeah, of course, do you want anything? I can grab you a drink or something.” Without a second thought you answer her question. “What I want is to kiss you. Is that offer also on the table?” The blush rushes back to Leighton’s cheeks. “Okay, that was smooth.” She laughs. “And yes, that is definitely on the table.”

You reach out your hand and place a loose strand of hair behind her ear, letting your hand linger on her cheek as you lean in. Your lips meet in a soft kiss. Her lips feel amazing, you think to yourself as you deepen the kiss. The tutor session was quickly forgotten as you’re making out on the couch.

After you lay comfortably on the couch with Leighton in your arms. “Want to prank Whitney with me?” Leighton asks as she is playing with your hand. “For sure, what do you have in mind?” She explains her plans before you have to head out. Before you leave though, you share a sweet kiss with her. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Later that night when Whitney walks into the dormroom she is instantly met with an annoyed looking Leighton. “What the actual fuck, Whitney? You can’t just tell people I will tutor them without asking me if I am willing to do that.” She doesn’t even leave room for Whitney to respond before walking into her room and slamming the door shut.

Leighton was already out of the dorm when Whitney woke up, she had an early class. The rest of the day went on and Whitney didn’t see Leighton anywhere. That was until practice started and she saw Leighton sitting in the bleachers again. Whitney took that as her chance to apologize, so she made her way up. “Hey, Leighton, I’m really sorry. I thought it would just be a harmless thing, my intention wasn’t to hurt you.”

You noticed Whitney heading your way so you followed her up, like the plan you had discussed. “Hey Whit.” You greet your friend. Then you sit next to Leighton and put your arm around her before kissing her. Whitney’s eyes widened. “Oh my god, you are so mean! My plan totally worked.” You both burst out laughing. “Yes, it did work. You still needed to learn your lesson though. “Fair enough, I am just glad that the two of you found each other.” Whitney says before walking off. You kiss Leighton once more before heading back to the field. It was nice seeing her in the bleachers knowing that she was there for you and only you.

#leighton murray #leighton murray x reader #tslocg #the sex lives of college girls #whitney chase #essex #leighton murray imagine

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hazenllas · 2 months

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Hi ! will you do A leighton murray one

She gets a panic attack because she is scared of coming out.

Fluff, hut comfort

Thank you so much for the Request Anon!! I will happily write this!

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Pairing: Closeted!Leighton Murray x Out!fem!reader

Contains: Fluff, anxiety attack, comfort, a little bit of Angst, Leighton being scared to come out but Y/n helps her through all of it, I think that's all.

Summary: Coming out was definitely not on Leighton's bucket list. Until one night her girlfriend changes her mind.

You never really liked the parties at your college. Everyone was all icky and too drunk out of their brains to even process anything. Your girlfriend Leighton was practically begging you to go to this party down a few blocks and you eventually gave in. The only thing about this was that you couldn't dance with Leighton and be alone with her. That's because Leighton wasn't out. You were. And you wanted to be able to show affection and love to her out in public but she declined each time. You of course understood because you were there at one point. After coming out to your two friends Jamie and Raine, who are now your dormmates, you never felt more comfortable in your life. Now you just wanted to make your girlfriend the most comfortable possible.

You get ready in your dorm room alone while Raine was visiting their parents for the week and Jamie was shopping for their partner's birthday. A while ago you went to a thrift shop down town a few minutes from the college and found this super cute laces dress with a heart on the v neck. You felt confident and grabbed your converse and went on your way to your girlfriend's dorm.

You knock on the door twice and Bela opens it up. "Hey girl! Come on in!" She says in a cheery tone and steps to the side to let you in. You wave to the 3 other girls and sit on the. Couch. Your game stops at Leighton. She is wearing a red strap-less dress that hugged her curves in all the right ways. You looked away quickly to avoid any suspicion from the other girls. You felt comfortable with them. They were like family to you and you did everything with them so they didn't think of anything when you were everywhere with them because that was your only time to see Leighton outside of all of the studies and such. "Y/n? Could you help me curl my hair?" Leighton stars at you and looks your body up and down a bit. You nod and Leighton grabs your hand into the bathroom.

She pushes you against the door lightly and kisses you. You respond to the kiss and put your hands around her neck. She pulls away a bit too quickly for your liking and you huff. "You look... beautiful Leighton." You stare at her and she giggles. "Say that to yourself, dummy." You roll your eyes and see her looking in the mirror. "Now I actually need you to help me curl my hair." You chuckle and curl the back of Leighton's hair.

You all walk into the party and immediately smell alcohol. You walk over to the corner to grab some juice. You weren't very in the mood to drink right now. It was a school night anyways. You see Leighton dancing with Bela and you can't help but admire her. She was beautiful. She was your absolute dream woman and you loved her so much. You two have been dating since beginning of the fall and during that time you had just came out of the closet. You were new to the school and didn't have many friends until one day Leighton came up to you and since that day you two were always seen together even if you weren't dating. One Saturday night, you brought a very drunk Leighton home and brought her a glass of water. When you gave it to her she pulled you in for a kiss. You didn't kiss back because you thought she was still VERY drunk. You thought wrong and she told you she was sober. That was the start of your secret relationship.

After completely isolating yourself from the party, you eventually went to dance with Leighton. You both kept a distance but there were a crazy amount of people. You get pushed by one of the jocks and tumble against Leighton. You notice stares on you and you see you have your hands on her waist. "Fuck." You mumble and Leighton notices your stares aswell. You see her breath is quickening and you take her hand and leave the party. You rush to her dorm since it was closest and sit her on the bed. "The saw us. Y/N they saw us." Leighton trembles and tears up a bit. "Baby baby stop crying." You pull her close and she starts to cry. She is shaking hard and starts breathing heavily. "Leighton, love look at me. You're okay I promise." She shakes her head at you and starts to fidget with her hands. "No, y/n, they will know I'm gay. I can't. No" She starts to attempt to calm down s bit but its still slow. "Even then? Honey you can still deny it. We can even take a break so they don't suspect anymore then they already kno-" "No y/n. We can't do that. I still want to be with you." Leighton interrupts you. You can tell she is thinking of something. "You know what? Fuck this. I don't give a shit what they think. Cmon baby we ate going back to the party." You look at her confused but she takes her hand and leads the two of you back.

You both walk in and her hand still remains in yours. You can feel stares on you but you take a deep breath and try to enjoy your time with your girlfriend. She pulls you by your waist and dances with you. "Leight, you sure you're okay with this?" You whisper and she nods. "I don't care what they think. I'm going to me happy with you baby." She says before kissing you.

#leighton murray #the sex lives of college girls #renee rapp #renee rapp x reader #tslocg #reneerappedit

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WIPS

This list will be updated regularly!

LAST UPDATED: 3/16/24

Regina George x chubby!reader: Reader is on the cheer team and looks REALLY hot in her uniform. Regina is not God's strongest soldier.

Regina George x masc!reader: Regina and Reader are the power couple of North Shore. Regina has Reader wrapped around her finger in public, but behind closed doors, it's a different story.

Regina George x reader: Regina is the black cat gf and Reader is the golden retriever gf but not every top is what they seem (spoiler: Reader tops Regina)

Gretchen Wieners x reader: Gretchen finally gets someone to like her for who she is and not who she hangs out with. Regina looks to destroy that to have Reader to herself. Love prevails.

Regina George x reader: Reader is the new girl at school and disregards the warnings about Regina George. Regina likes the new girls confidence.

Karen Shetty x reader: Karen gets jealous. That's the plot.

Regina George x autistic!reader: The George's go on a camping retreat for Regina's dad's job. Regina takes reader along and crosses something off her bucket list.

Karen Shetty x reader: Karen might be used to Regina being a bitch to her, but her girlfriend won't allow it.

Regina George x reader: Reader comes from a family who isn't as rich as her girlfriend's. Regina says some stuff during a fight leading to a break. Reader and Regina make up at the annual Halloween party.

Janis Imi'Ike x plastic!reader: Janis is dating Gretchen Wieners sister. Chaos ensues.

Cady Heron x reader: Reader becomes friends with the new girl and her friend group sees how smitten she is with her. Regina devises a plan to get them together.

Regina George x reader: Regina George isn't gay. Well, at least that's what she thinks. Her and reader share a steamy makeout session at a party. Regina George might be gay.

Regina George x reader: Regina doesn't like how all the girls in North Shore throw themselves at her girlfriend. Reader shows Regina she only has eyes for her. (Might be a G!P reader. IDK yet. Let me know what you think.)

Reneè Rapp x reader: Reneè has a huge crush on Reader. Reader feels the same. Reneè is the last person to figure it out. Her gaydar is out of order apparently.

Regina George x femme!reader: Regina loves to remind everyone how much of a bottom her girl is.

Gretchen Wieners x reader: Gretchen crosses paths with the school's resident burnout. She doesn't really care for her until she sees her at Spring Fling in the sexiest dress Gretchen has ever seen.

Regina George x reader: Regina George is the apex predator, right? Then why was she currently writhing in pleasure underneath Reader?

Janis Imi'ike x plastic!reader: Damian has had enough of his best friend being a useless gay. He recruits the rest of the plastics to help get Janis with her girl.

Gretchen Wieners x reader: Reader walks in on Regina screaming at her girlfriend. She stands up for her girl, causing Regina to shut up and Gretchen's panties to drop.

Leighton Murray x Tatum x Reader: Reader has POTS and her girlfriends take care of her after an episode.

Janis Imi'ike x reader: Janis has a huge crush on reader and practically embarrasses herself after a gay panic.

Regina George x reader: Reader moves to North Shore for the last two years of her high school life. Regina notices her immediately and Karen and Gretchen decide to meddle.

Janis Imi'ike x reader: Reader replaces Cady in the story.

Janis Imi'ike x plastics!reader: Janis, Damian and Cady also try to take down Regina's sister but fail after every attempt. Janis falls in love with Reader along the way.

Leighton Murray x reader: Reader is Nico's best friend and Leighton is crushing hard on her. The only thing stopping the blonde from getting her, was in fact, Nico.

Janis imi'ike x short!reader: Janis and Y/N go to a concert. Fluff all around!

Works will be put out sporadically. If you've requested something and don't see it on the list, please let me know so I can add it!

#mean girls imagines #regina george x reader #karen shetty x reader #cady heron x reader #gretchen wieners x reader #janis imi'ike x reader

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chaengluva · 1 month

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Crush

Leighton Murray x Fem!Reader: 1.0k words: Masterlist.

Requested: Yes/No: Requests

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You had always had eyes for this particular girl in your maths class, but she never looked your way, which made you really annoyed, you tried your best to make her notice you. The thing is, you couldn't do much because you didn't want to seem desperate, all you wanted was for her to want you.

You know she likes girls, you just want to be the one that she likes, not one of her girls you wanted to be THE one which really sucked because everyone else wanted the same girl as you

Leighton had a big reputation, she used to be shy and not want to come out, but know she loves to hook up with girls, you wanted to hook up with her of course, but you wanted more than that, you wanted to date her, be able to call her your girlfriend.

Every time you had math class, you made sure to put on extra makeup, but not too much, you tried to change your style, but not to dramatically, you really didn't want to make it seem like you were trying that hard.

"You sure get yourself pretty for maths class," Wendy, your roommate said, you rolled eyes, she knew why you wore a lot of make up and dressed nicely, she was clearly just teasing you, in a friendly way of course.

On your way to maths class, you walked confidently, but your walk dropped and you went shy when she walked past, distracted by looking at her, you didn't notice the guy walking towards you.

He bumped into you, spilling his drink all over you, "Watch where you're going!" You wanted to argue back but you couldn't because it was your fault, you run to the bathroom, drying the spilled drink that was all over your clothes.

You heard the door open, you look to your left and you see her. Gulping, you step to the side so she can get to the stall. You didn't notice it at the time but Leighton looked you up and down and smirked before walking into the bathroom stall.

You groan, the stain won't come out, you rub the area with more force, but nothing seems to be working. "That's not going to work you know." you heard the voice from behind you, turning your head, you see your crush, looming behind you. "Come with me, i'll get you some clothes."

She grabs you by the wrist, taking you to her dorm, "sit." she points to the bed, you sit down and wait as she pulls out some clothes for you to wear, waiting patiently, she pulls out a top and a matching skirt, they look like they could be from channel, she the gives them to you, and waits for you to change.

You awkwardly look at each other, you start to take your top off but you're too embarrassed, Leighton Sighs before saying.

"Don't worry, I can leave." leaving you alone in her dorm, you quickly change and exit, she's still waiting there for you, "What class do you have now?" she asks, damn she really doesn't know you. "Oh, I have maths." you say quietly, her eyes went wide, "Oh shit, you're in my class?"

You nod in embarrassment, she giggles, "I'm just kidding, of course I've see you." She reassures, calming you down. "I mean you stare at me the whole time, how could I not notice?" The shyness and the embarrassment came back when she said that, which only gave her more confidence to tease you.

The two of you walk to class, you don't dare look her way, that was a mistake because you missed her looking at you in with her 'you're hot' eyes. The class finally ended, you quickly got up and rushed out of the place, heading to the cafeteria to find Wendy, once you finally found her, you sat down.

She must have noticed how you were feeling, "Whats wrong Y/n?"

You groaned, "Leighton knows I look at her during class!" Wendy just giggles, you give her an annoyed glare, but she doesn't stop. "What?" you ask, with a strong tone of annoyance. "It's just that... Why is that a bad thing?" She asks, trying to hold in her giggles.

You roll your eyes, "Its embarrassing!" you sigh, Wendy shakes her head, obviously disagreeing with you, she gestures something with her head, you look over and you see Leighton, she looks you up and down and the licks her lips, satisfied. You quickly turn your head around and feel your heat up, Wendy obviously teases you about it.

Wendy tells Leighton to come over, you try to stop her but its too late, you hide your head and only think of one thing that you can do, Leighton is coming closer so you quickly get up and walk away. Wendy rolls her eyes at your pathetic behaviour.

"Don't worry, I'll get you too in the same room." Wendy tells Leighton, making her sigh and nod in response.

For the rest of the day, Wendy tries to get to you to interact with Leighton but nothing works because you keep running away. Wendy still has one more trick up her sleeve and she has a good feeling about this one.

She texts you, it's all fake but it's perfect and she's confident that this time it will work.

"Y/n! please come to the café, its very crowded and I feel lonely." Not so long after you text back saying, "Okay, on my way."

In reality, the café was dead and the only person was Wendy and Leighton, Wendy hid as soon as she saw sight of you. Y/n walked in with a confused look, but as soon as she say Leighton she knew what was happening, she turned away to walk away but Leighton grabbed her wrist.

"Y/n. Stop avoiding me." She said in a firm voice,

Y/n shook her head, "Why?" Leighton sighed, "Y/n I like you, I've liked you for the longest time."

Y/n rolled her eyes, "You're just saying that to make me feel better, you don't really mean that." Leighton did hesitate to lean in and give you a kiss, it came to a shock but you kissed back, it lasted a few, finally pulling away. You both looked at each other and smiled, "Believe me now?"

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jjsmaybank20 · 3 months

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ok can i make a leighton request?

Her and her gf stuck at Leighton’s parents house in NYC bc of the pandemic?!

The family loves R, thing she’s the best partner Leight has ever had and are always around them. Movie nights, cooking, drinking wine (it’s the pandemic Leighton’s parentswouldn’t care about underage drinking bc they’re being responsible by doing at home…like they have any other choice but yk)

Leighton would 100% love being stuck with her gf all day everyday but she definitely hates her family being added to the mix. They go on drives all the time bc Leighton wants to take her gf away and spend time with her😭

Leighton then texting with R’s brother/sister and asking if they can stay in the spare apartment R’s family owns bc she needs to get away💀

Then they start sneaking off just to be alone🤭

They definitely bake together bc wtf else do they do during these desperate times when they’re not having sex?!😭

Alone Time

Leighton Murray x GN!reader

Summary: Leighton is willing to go to far measures to get you alone with her.

Warnings: L-bomb, just fluff

Word Count: 1k

A/N: So sorry it took so long, I am behind on all my requests because of school. Just hang in there, y'all!

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You love Leighton, and because you love her, you want her parents to love you. Especially with her mother and brother, it is truly a hit or miss. Luckily, you won them over with your charming and caring personality, and innate knowledge of sports, movies, and celebrity gossip.

Thankfully you got them to love you just before the pandemic hit, causing you to be stuck with them almost 24/7. You had been visiting with Leighton over a break when the news was revealed, and your parents lived across the country so you wouldn’t have been able to stay with them. The Murrays generously offered to let you stay with them at their brownstone, and you jumped at the chance to live with your girlfriend and her family.

You loved becoming even closer with them, especially because you wanted to be with Leighton for the rest of your life. You would hold movie nights, game nights, and various other events to keep everyone entertained and distracted from the time pandemic put in all of your hands.

At first Leighton loved to spend her time with you and her family, but soon it started to get old. She wanted to have time with you to herself, instead of having to seemingly share you with her parents and brother at all times. Every time she tried to just be with you, her mom would snatch you away to talk about some gossip she had just heard or her brother would steal you to watch the Yankees game on TV. Even her dad seemed to be conspiring to never let you two have any alone time!

Finally, it gets to be too much for her. She reaches out to your brother, asking him to let the doorman of the apartment your family has in New York know that the two of you would be coming by. He teases her for a bit before telling her he would, and she thanks him profusely. The day after he texts her back, she snatches you up from the couch next to her brother and dad, and drags you out to the car. You are confused, but you follow her obediently.

As you walk around to the driver’s side, thinking that this was just one of your ‘let’s get away for an hour’ drives, Leighton runs around you and blocks your way. “No. I’m driving today.” This catches you off guard, as your girlfriend was a notorious passenger princess. You decide not to question it, but your suspicion never fully dissipates.

As she drives, you notice that she seems to have a purpose. She was taking you somewhere, not just driving around aimlessly. When she pulls up outside of your parents' New York apartment building, you let out a laugh. “Seriously, baby? Did you call my brother?” When she nods shyly, you giggle and wrap your arm around her, pulling her into your side.

You walk inside, thanking the doorman when he gives you the key and hopping right into the elevator. When you get to your floor, you unlock the door and Leighton quickly pulls you inside. She grabs your face and kisses you deeply, catching you off guard. Your surprise quickly fades, and you melt into the kiss as it gets softer. When Leighton pulls back for a breath, she sighs, “Finally. I haven’t been able to do that in forever.”

You laugh again, making a pretty blush form on Leighton’s cheeks. “Baby, we’ve made out almost every day.” She hides her face in your neck, murmuring something unintelligible. “What was that?” She repeats it, and this time it is audible. “We haven’t been able to do that without being interrupted or without other people around. We can finally hang out alone.”

You grin at your girlfriend before moving further into the apartment. “Okay, Leight. We’re alone now. What do you wanna do?” Leighton thinks about it for a moment. “I want to bake something.” You roll your eyes at her, but still smile, knowing how this was going to go. “Oh, you want to bake something? Or do you want me to bake while you sit on the counter and ‘look pretty’? Your words, not mine.” Leighton lets out a carefree laugh that makes you smile softly at her.

“Mmmm… The second one sounds good.” She grabs your hand and leads you into the kitchen, and you get to work baking her some cookies. She hoists herself up onto the counter and watches you move around the kitchen fluidly, every once and a while pulling you in for a short kiss. When everything is put together and you put the cookie dough into the oven, Leighton pulls you in between her legs. She latches onto you, locking you in and holding you as close as possible.

You smile at her and wrap your arms around her body, holding her close. When the timer goes off for the cookies, you have to untangle yourself as best as you can with the resistance from Leighton. When you pull the tray out, Leighton seems to completely forget about cuddling, and instead grabs the treats away so that she can have them herself. You laugh before trying to snatch a few back, but instead, Leighton holds a piece of a cookie out to feed to you.

You open your mouth for her, letting her put it inside before chewing and letting the delicious taste consume your taste buds. When you open your eyes again, Leighton is already looking at you with a lovesick look on her face. She places her arms around your neck and surely states, “I love you, baby.”

You smile down at her, wrapping your arms around her waist. “I love you too, Leight. So, so, so much.” You pull her into a hug, knowing that even in these difficult times, you would still have her support through all of it. She was the one for you, through thick and thin. Leighton Murray was the love of your life, and not even a pandemic could change that.

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Pretty Girl [2] | Reneé Rapp x Reader

You're straight but you're in love with a girl. Is that a thing? Warning : Exploring your sexuality, light angst, fluff, happy ending [Based on How You Get The Girl by Taylor Swift] Part 1

Keep on pretending, what does that mean? You were up late that night, you couldn't get sleep as your mind kept wondering back to Reneé's words. You guys were just fooling around, you were straight, what was happening? A part of you couldn't help but think about how much you enjoyed being with Reneé, Your boyfriend, Chris, could never make you feel the way Reneé did, she made you so happy, free, and at ease.

You sighed, getting up and washing your face, realizing you probably aren't going to get any sleep now anyway. You opened up your laptop, going on google. You had to find something out. Am I gay, BuzzFeed quiz. Taking a deep breath, you took the quiz, flipping through the questions, answering them sincerely. A part of you wondered what your sexuality was, you could be bisexual, but then again, did you ever love Chris or any other boy for that fact? You attempted the last question, sighing, and took a look at the results.

You are a lesbian!

You stared at those words, refreshing the page again and again, it couldn't be right. You couldn't be a lesbian, you didn't like girls, hell you couldn't not like boys, could you? It was just a quiz, it couldn't decide what your sexuality was, it was stupid and you shouldn't have done it. Regardless, you kept the laptop down, pulling the covers over you, shutting your eyes. Your thoughts kept going back to Reneé's words, and the quiz's results. Next night, you weren't able to sleep again. You couldn't stop thinking about Reneé. Maybe the quiz was right, maybe you were a lesbian. You had broken up with Chris earlier, figuring you didn't feel anything for him at all after Reneé had entered your life. Getting up, you glanced at your phone, 12am. It wasn't that late, and you couldn't wait. You quickly changed clothes, grabbing your phone and keys. You were going to Reneé's house. You didn't care how late it was, you were going to get your girl. It was raining heavily by the time you reached, but you knocked on her door, and shot her a text saying "I'm here." You hoped she was awake. You stood there like a ghost, almost shaking from the rain. A few moments later, she opened up the door. "Are you insane, what the fuck Y/n?" "Please, Reneé, I need to talk to you," you pleaded, you missed her voice so much, hell, you missed her so much. She hesitated but let you in, despite how it was almost 1am. "I'm so sorry, for everything, I'm so sorry I hurt you or pushed you away. I don't know what was wrong with me, but I really wanna make it up to you, and I'll do whatever it takes-" She cut off your rambling, "Y/n, it's 1am, are you okay? You could've come tomorrow." You shook your head and said no, to which she raised her eyebrow. "I broke up with Chris," you say. "I'm sor-" You interrupt her, "No, Reneé, I want you. I want you for worse or for better, I would wait for ever and ever. Broke your heart, I'll put it back together, just please." She looks at you, and smiles, "Wow, you really figured it out, hm?" Her fingers trace your chin, pulling her closer as she wraps her arms around your waist. Your foreheads press together, as she smiles against you. She leans in, pressing her lips against yours in a kiss, you kiss back, passionately. That was it, you felt complete, you were in love with Reneé Rapp. She made you so, so happy. "I really missed you," you say, to which she just kisses you again, making you giggle. And that's how it worked, that's how you got the girl. [part 3 with smut?]

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For a Good Time

Pairing: Leighton Murray x Reader

Summary: You run into an old tinder hookup at a frat party.

Warnings: smut, bottom Leighton, top reader, oral (f receiving)

WC: 960

You hated frat parties. It was one of the things you definitely hadn't missed while on your mental health break from Essex. You had hoped to avoid them, but of course your roommates dragged you out to one on your first night back at college. They had all been so excited that you decided to indulge them. Most of the time you had a hard time finding anyone to hang around at these parties, but almost as soon as you walked in you saw a familiar face. The two of you met on Tinder, and she had disappeared much sooner than you would have liked her to. You hadn't gotten a name, but she had left her shirt in the backseat of your car as she snuck away in a hurried rush.

"Excuse me, do I know you?" Sooner or later, your sneaking glances at the blonde from across the room was going to get noticed. It seemed to happen a lot sooner than later for you.

"Kind of, we, uh, met on Tinder last year," you told her. "Y/n."

"You've got my Prada shirt. I'm Leighton," she said. "Do you happen to still have that? It was limited edition and I'd really like it back."

"Yeah, it's in my dorm. We can, uh, go back and get it if you're interested," you offered. Leighton smirked as she held her arm out for you to take. You hadn't expected yourself to find someone to go home with so early, but you were glad that you did. Leighton didn't talk to you very much on the walk to your dorm room, but you doubted that the two of you needed to get to know each other. She would either just take her shirt and leave or she'd stay the night and take it in the morning. Either way, you were gone from that party and your roommates wouldn't bother you about dipping early since you left with another person.

"This is a lot roomier than the backseat of your car," Leighton noted as she looked around your room. You had gotten lucky and put into one of the bigger dorm buildings with nicer rooms. You wondered which building Leighton had been stuck in for the year. She looked like a legacy or maybe a sorority girl. You hadn't been in the sorority houses much, but their rooms were pretty nice despite being hell to sneak out of in the morning.

"You look like the type to want a little more room than what my backseat offers," you teased. Leighton's eyebrows furrowed and she opened her mouth to protest that, but stopped when she caught your eye. You stepped into her personal space and walked her back towards your bed. Leighton fell back against the mattress as you kneeled down in front of her on the floor. You could see the flash of curiosity in Leighton's eyes before she realized that she had all the power. Wherever she wanted you to go, you would.

Leighton leaned over the edge of the bed to kiss you as your hands rubbed along the insides of her thighs. You let them inch up a little more with each run that they made. By the time that you had grabbed onto Leighton's underwear from beneath her skirt, Leighton's breathing had quickened and her skin was flushed. Leighton gave you a nod and leaned back to watch as you pulled her underwear down. You flipped her skirt up and let your eyes take in the sight of her. Leighton placed her hand on the back of your head to slowly guide your head in between her legs.

"I want you to touch me, please." The Leighton you had hooked up with before hadn't asked for things, not that you minded. You smiled to yourself as you ducked your head down to taste her. You kept your hands on her thighs to keep her legs spread. Leighton's hand stayed on the back of your head, but she didn't push you around. She seemed more content to let you do what you wanted. You let the sound of her moaning guide your actions. Science had never been your forte, but every action had an equal and opposite reaction. You would press gentle kisses and soft licks to Leighton's cunts and she would moan loudly and push your head a little further in between her legs. The closer that Leighton got to cumming, the less gentle she was with you, not that you minded. If anything, it turned you on even more to know that you were tearing through the polite facade that she put on for you.

"If you want to, you can stay the night," you offered. Leighton didn't look like she was going to be running off on you again, but you wanted to take the chance to extend the offer to her anyways. "I know a great place that serves breakfast late so we can both eat."

"Is that like a date?" Leighton asked you. You glanced up from where your head was resting in her lap and nodded. "Okay then, but you're gonna have to get me something more comfortable to sleep in."

"No problem, you just wait here," you told her. Excitedly, you got up from the floor and looked for some casual and comfortable clothes for Leighton to sleep in. It had been a long time since you had a girl stay over, so you were excited to see how your clothes looked on someone else for a change. You knew not to expect Leighton to be your girlfriend or anything after just one night, but you were sure that your performance would have granted you her number at the very least.

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brooooswriting · 3 months

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hiii it’s my first time making a request and I saw that you were looking for Leighton Murray x reader requests.

So I was thinking about Leighton x reader, where reader knows Leightons dad and he tries to match them up. And she’s like the whole package, she plays soccer with Whitney, is an Lgbt advocate and also joins Leighton’s advanced math class. Leighton feels threatened so it’s like academic enemies to lovers.

You're better than me

“Hello,” you greeted Leighton and the other two people in the room as she walked into her advanced math class. She was new in there after her family forced her to take harder classes. The other two greeted you happily while Leighton only rolled her eyes. You had to hold in a scoff, even if she wasn't the biggest fan of you, was it so hard to say hello?

While Leighton wished that this was the only time that she had to see you, it wasn't. You were also on the football team with Whitney and you often visited the women's center. So, she wasn't safe anywhere cause Whitney liked to bring you into their dorm to study since you were pretty good in all your classes.

This was precisely why Leighton could not be more excited for the family weekend, which was crazy because her family was exhausting. But at least you would be busy too, or at least she guessed that you would be.

“Hey Dad,” she said as her father got out of the car. He immediately walked up to hug her, holding her too close for her to get any air.

“Hello, how are you? How is Essex treating you?” he asked, not really hearing the answer as she had to mumble into his chest. “I can't wait for dinner tonight, I want you to meet somebody” he added as he finally let her go.

“Meet somebody? Please tell me you don't have a side chick.” She frowned looking at him.

“Leighton! No, of course not. Now, let's go. I believe we have a packed schedule.” She nodded and followed him into the building, constantly thinking about who she might have to meet. The blonde had to say that the day went quite well, it mostly did when she was alone with her dad. They talked about college, her mum and Nico, about what she might do after her years at Essex and how his job was going.

After some long hours, it was finally time to go eat and she would finally see who he would want her to meet. As they walked into the restaurant her heart stopped when she was to whom her father was walking. There you sat in a women's suit, with some makeup and heels. God, she hated the fact that she was attracted to you right now.

“Y/n, it's so lovely of you to meet us here,” her dad said as he hugged you, making her nearly gasp. You gave him a smile as you hugged him back.

“No problem, Henry!” you told him and again the blonde nearly gasped. You turned toward her and sent her a big smile. “Hey Leighton, it's nice to see you,” you said as you pulled out the chair for her. Henry did not tell you that he would bring Leighton tonight which made the whole thing kinda awkward. You actually liked her but she seemed to hate you.

She sent you a tight-lipped smile and sat down, you and Henry then joining. “So, it seems like you two already know each other,” Henry said, giving you both a big smile while his daughter rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, we do. But, just out of interest, how do YOU TWO know each other?” the girl who hated you asked, aggressively pointing between you and him.

“Oh well, after you came out your dad wanted to know what to do, and how to act. You know it can be hard for parents of gay kids, even when they accept their children for it. They never know what is too much and what is not enough” you started to explain but didn't get far.

“Can you maybe skip all this shit and just answer my question?” she snapped making her father furrow his brows.

“Yeah, of course. Since I am an LGBT advocate your dad asked me for help” You gave her a short nod when you finished your explanation.

“Why would you ask her dad? And why would you want me to meet her?” It wasn't hard to see that she was annoyed, by you, her dad and just life in general you guessed.

“Well, she's a great woman Leighton. She plays football, has a scholarship for it, she is great at math, she is part of the lgbtq and she is exactly your type” You wanted to disappear so bad right now and it seems like Leighton wanted the same thing. For you to disappear. Her eyes were wide and her brows raised as she stared at him with disbelief.

“Dad! I told you we’re not gonna talk about my dating life. Not ever. Got it? And especially her” well, that hurt. Henry gave her an unhappy look before giving you a sorry one. You only gave him a short nod to signal that it was alright.

“Leighton that’s enough! I’ll go to the restrooms real quick before we eat” he stood up and walked away. As soon as his back was turned towards you the blonde was on her phone.

“Look,” you started and pushed her phone down so she could look at you “I know that you hate me for some weird reason but your dad was really nice and asked me to come so I said yes. I didn’t know that you were coming alright? So how about you use some manners and act like you can at least stand being in a room with me huh?” She only picked up her phone again making you sigh. “I don’t get why they talked about you so nice in the women center” you mumbled out making her look up from her phone.

“What did you just say?” She couldn’t believe your audacity. Who did you think you are that you go and talk to her and about her like that? Especially mentioning her ex. God, she hated you. You were so annoying and she didn’t even know why.

“I said that I do not understand why they said that you were nice and shit. I was really happy when I heard that you were in my advanced math class, but you only acted like a bitch the whole damn time. You even do it when I visit Whit, and the only thing I ever said to you there was ‘hi’” you ranted, happy to finally say what you’ve been thinking of for so long. Luckily for you, Henry came back before the blonde could say anything else.

“So, did you guys decide what you want to eat?” He asked as he sat down.

That was one of the most exhausting dinners you ever had. And after hours, Leighton still kinda ignored you and Henry ordering his drink extremely weird you were finally out. “Are you sure you don’t want us to drive you back to college? It’s quite far” the man asked again making you chuckle.

“Yes Henry, thank you tho. I’ll walk, need a bit of fresh air and exercise” it was a lie. You didn’t really feel like walking but the thought of sitting in a car with Leighton was not even close to what you dreamed of, so walking seemed like the best idea.

And after a really long discussion with Henry, he finally let you go. “Wait, I think I will walk with her dad. Then you can make your way back home, it’s late already and I could use the fresh air too” you sighed internally but didn’t want to make this awkward in front of the older Murray.

You waited for them to say goodbye before making your way back to college. “Why?” You just asked after a few moments of walking as you just couldn’t keep your curiosity at bay anymore.

“Didn’t wanna discuss this whole thing with him” you chuckled at her answer, it was clear that she didn’t wanna talk so you just shut up and kept walking. At some point you looked over to see the blonde hugging herself, goosebumps covering her arms. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath before deciding what to do. Right now, you hated her as much as she hated you. Why did she have to be so endearing and cute while being a goddamn asshole at the same time?

“Here” you mumbled as you draped your jacket over her shoulders, making sure that it would stay.

“What the fuck? What the fuck am I supposed to do with your cheap ass jacket?” She asked, but her voice wasn’t as harsh as it usually was as she noticed the goosebumps now covering your arms.

“Get warm. Just accept it, it doesn’t mean that you have to like me or anything. Look, I’ll even fall back ok? You can walk in front of me so nobody realizes that we were somewhere together” you immediately slowed down and let her walk to get some distance but she stopped too.

“This is a bit much don’t you think? It will be even weirder when we do it like that”

“Why do you hate me? I’ve been nice to you, you hate me. I ignore you, you still hate me and try to bully me. Why? What did I do to you? I was really excited to meet you” you looked her straight in the eyes, this time you weren’t going to break it first.

“No particular reason” she shrugged but it was a lie, this time it was obvious. So you just kept staring at her, challenging her to go with her lie. “Fine, I just feel like you may be smarter and a bit more academically advanced than me which made me… I don’t know. I just don’t like it, and then you also have to be hot and trained, I mean even now I can see your damn abs” you couldn’t help but grin as you finally knew why she hated you.

“You know, if you really feel like I am smarter than you, then I can’t say anything else other than would happily tutor you” you joked, breaking out in laughter while Leighton hit your shoulder, an unamused look on her face. “Alright, I’m sorry. But I think the same thing about you, you’re extremely smart. Way smarter than people think you are and as if that wasn’t hot enough, you also look hot. Like damn. But I was so excited to meet you because I’ve been crushing on you since you came to one of our games” you smiled, this time it was a real smile.

“And… even after I treated you like shit, would you still be open to… you know?” She asked, her voice unsure.

“Otherwise you wouldn’t have my jacket right now. So, do you wanna go on a date?”

“You really still wanna go?”

“Yeah, I do”

“Then I would love to”

“Finally” you mumbled as you walked closer to her, one hand slowly going towards her waist. You moved slow enough for her to move away, but were more than happy when she stepped closer too. After she didn’t make any sign of discomfort you leaned in and pressed your lips to hers, kissing her softly.

“I should have stopped being a bitch way earlier” she mumbled before kissing you again, the kiss getting more passionate.

You walked her home, your hands brushing against each other every now and then making a warm feeling spread in both of your stomachs. “Alright, so we will go out tomorrow after math?” You confirmed, smiling when she gave you a nod. This time she leaned in first, kissing you again before giving you your jacket.

“I cannot believe you beat me by one point in this damn math game” Leighton complained on the way to the restaurant you were taking her. You chuckled as this had been going on for about 15 minutes.

“Well you said it yourself, i am smarter than you” you joked, petting her back to assure her that you were joking. By the time the blonde finally shut up about this game you had arrived.

“Go y/n, go Whitney” Leighton screamed as she stood up while watching you and her roommate play, her body clad in your soccer jacket. The sight making you smile every time. After the game was won you quickly ran to Leighton pressing a kiss to her lips. “You did So well” she praised.

Her roommates watched from the other side as you and her smiled at each other, a similar happiness adorning your faces. A happiness no ex of Leighton had ever put on her face.

You couldn’t wait to see Where this relationship would lead.

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Partygirl Part 2

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Part 1

Leighton Murray x Female Reader 1769 words

a/n - finally, it is here! i literally had this all written out except for the last part before the 17th, but I am incapable of writing cute date scenes, so this'll have to do 😅

You stir awake and your mouth falls open in a silent scream as you screw your eyes shut. Throbbing pain was incessantly stabbing at your brain, there was no way you didn't have any nerves in there because all you wanted to do was take the damn thing out. What the fuck did you drink last night, the whole bar?

Letting out a defeated sigh, you slowly opened your eyes and brought a hand to your head in an attempt to soothe the ache. Wait..

You froze.

Where were you? You questioned as your eyes adjusted to the dark. God, did you actually follow through with a one night stand? You could now hear, and not to mention feel, the soft puffs of someone breathing. You chewed on your bottom lip, nervously, as you wracked your aching brain for a solution. You nearly choke on a gasp when you feel a pair of arms tighten around your waist, pulling you flush against the other person.

Your eyebrows furrow - boobs? What the hell happened last night? And you almost feel proud of yourself until, you realise that you're still fully clothed, and now you feel horrified; how did you half fail a one night stand?

God, this was so embarrassing.

But then, you smell something familiar, expensive, and you finally pull yourself together enough to take a peek at the mystery person.

You hear yourself squeak and a hand flies to cover your mouth and you can't tell if looking was a good idea because, somehow, your heart is beating faster than it already was. You feel her hand slip from your waist and you feel as if your soul has lifted itself outside of your body.

"Y/n," you hear her croak out, her voice thick with sleep.

You let a stretched-out moment pass before replying, "Yes?"

"You okay?" She whispers softly, and you move to lay on your back.

"Yeah, I just- I wasn't expecting to see you there," you explain and Leighton can hear the nervous smile in your voice.

"You were pretty drunk last night," she recalls and she sees you wince in response. "There's some aspirin outside, if you want."

"Ugh, yes please," you say quickly.

You're sat on the sofa when Leighton passes you a bottle of water and an aspirin before taking a seat next to you. You pop the pill into your mouth and take a swig of water, smiling softly to yourself when you find that the bottle was already open. Your pounding headache seemed to dissipate instantly, it may just be a placebo effect, but you were thankful for it nonetheless, and you turned to her with a relieved smile.

"Better?" She questioned and you nodded your head. The two of you sat in a comfortable silence, just listening to the quiet through the darkness that no longer seemed so dark.

Leighton couldn't help but be thankful that the room was still dark, otherwise you most likely would have picked up on the pink tint that was dusting her cheeks. The image of you pulling her in close, your hands on her face, the way you looked at her with those drunken eyes and your voice when you called her pretty was all that she could think about. Goosebumps began to litter her arms as she shook herself out of her daze.

"I should probably get going," you announced quietly and Leighton turned to see you hugging your arms.

"You could always stay y'know? I'm sure your roommate wouldn't be too happy with you," Leighton inputted, "and you do live in the other building." You had to fight the hopeful feeling from growing as you turned to look at her; did she want you to stay? No, she was just being nice, anyone sane would offer the same.

"Really, you don't mind?" You smiled sheepishly.

"No, I wouldn't have offered if I did," she shrugged and got up from the sofa to stand in front of you. "But you need to wear something more comfortable first cause," you watched as Leighton eyed your outfit before lightly shaking her head and gave you her hand to help you up from the sofa.

Quietly, the two of you made your way back into the bedroom and you stood beside her as she rifled through her draw for something for you to wear.

"You can get changed in here, or step outside if you want," she whispered to you as she passed you a pair of neatly folded clothes. You nodded your head in reply, quickly spinning on your heel as soon as you saw Leighton reach for the waistband of her jeans. You took a moment to collect yourself and settle your nerves before swiftly slipping out of your dress and pulling on Leighton's shirt and shorts.

"Done?"

"Yeah," you whispered quietly and turned to see her slipping into the bed.

Leighton watched you as you moved closer to her; something about seeing you in her clothes was making her stomach erupt with butterflies, you looked cute. She didn't know why she did it, maybe it was the time of night, or maybe it was an unconscious decision, but she opened up her arms - inviting you in closer - and to her relief you accepted and crawled into her.

"I meant it, y'know?" You confessed and let out a slow yawn.

"Meant what?"

"Nothing, sorry, I'm just tired," you whispered sheepishly, your one second of courage quickly leaving you as soon as those words left your mouth. What you wanted to say, was that when you had drunkenly told her that she was pretty, you were being earnest. You felt Leighton nod her head above you and then the two of you slowly drifted off to sleep once again.

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You saw Kimberly send you a small smile and you made your way to their table, food in hand.

"Speak of the devil," you hear Bela sigh out as you place your tray on the table and taking the empty seat next to Leighton.

"Why are we talking about me?" You questioned.

"Bela's in a mood-" Whitney began before being promptly interrupted.

"Why didn't you two fuck?" Bela nearly shouted accusingly.

"Woah-"

"Okay! No need to be so crass."

"Just because we both like girls, does not mean that we automatically want to jump each other's bones," you defended with a hushed voice, hyperaware of the people around you.

"Speak for yourself," Bela mumbled, upset, taking a not so discreet jab at Leighton.

"Hey," Leighton gaped, "you're the one that encouraged me!"

"Yeah, I guess I did. I'm just mad, my ship needs to sail; like you literally have all of the materials, get to building!" You shook your head at that with a slight laugh and soon enough the conversation drifted away from the two of you.

You took a forkful of your lunch before turning to Leighton, the movement catching her eye.

"How'd your quiz go?" You asked her.

"Uh- yeah! It was um," Leighton was struggling to hide her shock, she had only mentioned the quiz once, maybe twice, a week ago, "it went well," she nodded with a smile on her face.

She couldn't remember if you said anything after, too concentrated on the way that she was feeling and the way her face was heating up, so much so that she had to turn away and focus in on the conversation at the table.

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The following week flew by quickly. You were resting on your bed, the relief of finally sitting the exam washing over you, when you felt your phone vibrate. You felt for it and at seeing the caller ID you squinted suspiciously.

"Leighton?"

"Hi."

"Are you.. okay?" You questioned with confusion; Leighton never calls you.

"Yeah, I- is your roommate there?"

"No, she wen-"

You stared, dumbfounded, at your dark screen. She hung up.

knock. knock. knock.

The fuck?

Almost cautiously, you get out of bed and tip-toe your way to the door before cracking it open ever so slightly and then swinging it fully open.

"Leighton? Are you sure you're okay?"

Standing before you, in all her glory, was Leighton Murray dressed to the nines like she always was whilst you stood in pyjamas. It wasn't even necessarily late, possibly just half-past six, but you enjoyed living in comfort.

"Of course, never better," she replied, moving into the room after you turned to the side to let her in.

In reality, Leighton had never felt so anxious in her life. If she hadn't called you on a whim, she most likely would have been back in her dorm by now. She spun around as you closed the door and, were those her pyjamas? She had let you keep them that night, and just seeing you in them was giving her whiplash to last weekend.

"I want to ask you out, on a date," she stated. "I know you said that thing a few days ago about how just because we both like girls we aren't automatically attracted to each other or whatever, and that other thing of people in a relationship should be in different friend groups, which was basically a big fat sign saying 'we're just friends', but you honestly make me feel insane and I can't stop thinking about you like all the fucking time and maybe, hopefully, you like me back or maybe I'm just crazy and delusional and all the signs are just figments of my imagination."

You stared at her with a growing smile as she ranted and now she was partly out of breath as she searched your eyes, and swallowed nervously.

You nodded your head tentatively and Leighton took a small step toward you.

"I need you to say it," she whispered softly, the words barely passing her lips, her wide, Bambi-eyes on you. She needed to know it was real.

"Yes," you nodded again, "I'd love to go on a date with you." You saw as she visibly relaxed.

"When are you free?"

"Umm.." you began as you sifted through the busy days ahead for a potential gap.

"Now?" Leighton offered and your eyes snapped to her.

"I mean- yeah?"

"Great." You felt Leighton take your hand and begin to lead you out of your room.

"I'm not changed."

"You don't need to be, plus you look cute in my pyjamas."

"Yours? They're mine now," you grinned as the door shut behind you and the two of you made your way out of the building.

"Do you have a plan?" You questioned as you stepped outside.

"Drive."

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𝗘𝗤𝗨𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟮 ──── 𝘓𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Synopsis: Leighton and Y/N struggle through her being closeted, and figure it out together.

Content: Leighton Murray x Fem!Reader, fluff, closeted!reader, some angst.

Word Count: 1k

a/n: Felt like it needed a part 2, couldn't just leave it at that<3

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Leighton and Y/N were spending an afternoon together, enjoying a quiet moment in a park. The sun casts a warm glow, creating a serene atmosphere around them. Leighton, feeling a surge of affection, decided to express her feelings by attempting to hold Y/N's hand.

As Leighton reached for Y/N's hand, Y/N instinctively backed up, a sudden tenseness in her demeanor. The atmosphere shifted, and Leighton sensed Y/N's discomfort. Y/N quickly dismissed the situation, avoiding eye contact.

"Leight woah, chill." Y/N said, her tone tense but firm. "I should head back to my dorm."

Leighton, caught off guard by Y/N's response, pulled back immediately. "O-Okay? I'll see you?"

Y/N nodded, offering a small, apologetic smile. "I'll talk to you later."

Leighton watched as Y/N left quickly, a mixture of confusion and concern in her eyes. She couldn't help but wonder about the sudden change in Y/N's behavior. As Leighton reflected on the situation, she realized how uncomfortable Y/N must have felt with the public affection, and Leighton frowned at her mistake.

Later, Leighton reached out to Y/N to check in, giving her the space she needed but also expressing a willingness to discuss anything that might be on her mind. Y/N, appreciating Leighton's understanding, eventually opened up about some struggles she was facing, explaining that her reaction was not a reflection of Leighton but rather a result of her own internal struggles.

Leighton, with empathy and patience, offered her support, understanding that Y/N needed to come out on her own time and she should be patient.

As weeks passed, Y/N and Leighton's connection deepened, and they found themselves navigating the complexities of the relationship. However, Y/N remained adamant about keeping their relationship a secret. Leighton, though understanding, couldn't help but feel a tinge of frustration.

One evening, Leighton and Y/N found themselves in a quiet corner of Sips, sharing a table for two. The warm ambiance couldn't fully mask the undercurrent of tension between them. Leighton decided to broach the topic gently.

"Y/N, I've really enjoyed the time we've spent together," Leighton began, choosing her words carefully. "But I feel a bit undermined, I know you need your time to come out, but I just want to fully appreciate you."

Y/N sighed, her gaze focused on her hands. "Leighton, it's not about you. It's about me. I'm just not ready for everyone to know about us. I'm still figuring things out."

Leighton nodded, acknowledging Y/N's perspective. "I get that, I really do. But it feels like I'm in the closet again, and I don't want to back peddle like that."

Y/N looked up, meeting Leighton's eyes with sincerity. "I care about you, Leighton. That's why I want to protect what we have. Once I'm more comfortable, we can be open about it. I promise."

Leighton sighed, torn between her desire for openness and her respect for Y/N's journey. "I care about you too, Y/N. I just wish we didn't have to keep this under wraps. It feels like we're taking a step back when we should be moving forward."

Y/N reached under the table, squeezing Leighton's hand. "Please be patient with me. I want this to work, but I need time. I hope you can understand."

Leighton nodded, a mix of emotions swirling within her. "I'll be patient, Y/N. Just promise that you'll tell me when you're ready."

Y/N smiled, grateful for Leighton's understanding. "I promise. Thank you for being patient and supportive. It means a lot to me."

As they continued their conversation, the air between them softened, and the cafe's warmth mirrored the hope that their relationship held. While the journey might be challenging, Leighton and Y/N were determined to navigate it together, with patience, understanding, and a shared commitment to each other.

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Leighton's dorm room buzzed with a relaxed atmosphere as Leighton, Y/N, and Leighton's roommates, Bela, Kimberly, and Whitney, spent a casual evening together. Laughter and friendly banter filled the air, creating a sense of camaraderie among the friends.

Suddenly, Y/N stood up, drawing everyone's attention. The room fell silent as she took a deep breath, preparing to make an announcement. Leighton, curious and supportive, looked at Y/N with a reassuring smile.

"Hey, everyone," Y/N began, her voice steady but tinged with a hint of nervousness. "I have something I want to share with you all."

Bela, Kimberly, and Whitney exchanged glances, their curiosity piqued. Leighton's eyes remained focused on Y/N, offering silent encouragement.

"I've been trying to find the right time to say this," Y/N continued, "but I want you all to know that I'm gay. And," she added with a smile, "I'm dating Leighton."

A moment of silence followed Y/N's announcement, and then the room erupted with a mix of surprised gasps and supportive cheers. Leighton's roommates quickly transitioned from surprise to excitement, expressing their happiness for Y/N and Leighton.

Bela grinned, "That's amazing! Congratulations, you two! Leighton is a great person to date, she's hot, smart, and hot!"

Kimberly added, "Seriously, we're so happy for you. This is fantastic news!"

Whitney joined in, "You guys are cute together, we're proud of you"

Leighton, beaming with pride, wrapped an arm around Y/N. "Thank you, guys. Your support means a lot to us."

The room filled with a renewed energy, as the friends continued to chat, laugh, and celebrate the newfound openness in Y/N's life. Leighton and Y/N felt a sense of relief and joy, knowing that they had a circle of friends who embraced them for who they were.

Y/N and Leighton sit back down, Leighton giving Y/N a soft kiss as Y/N blushes softly. Y/N places her feet across Leighton's lap, holding her hand as they all converse.

As the evening unfolded, the dorm room became a haven of acceptance and love, reinforcing their friendship and celebrating Y/N's coming out.

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