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ultrone · 8 months
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💼 ★ –— lottie fucking you on her dad’s desk
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the expensive aroma of lottie's body lotion infiltrated your nostrils as you slowly planted wet, open-mouthed kisses on her thighs, each bringing you closer to the big strap that rested smugly between her legs.
her hands clasped the armrests of the chair she was sitting on, the sensation of champagne-tinted kisses burning her skin as she stared down at you.
"are you sure you want to do this here?" you asked her, uncertainty evident in your tone, as you paused the kissing to gaze up at her.
"we're home alone, baby. it's okay," she reassured you in a soft and persuasive manner.
"i know, lotts, but—" you began, only to be interrupted by her.
"shhh," she hushed you with her index finger. then, using the same hand, she shifted it from your lips to the top of your head, gently guiding your face back to her thighs. this time, though, she pressed the tip of her strap against your lips.
"you know what to do," she said huskily, and you just nodded in response.
you took lottie's strap with one of your hands, the other one resting on her thigh, and you delicately began to trace its length with the tip of your tongue. you cautiously moved up to the head, running circles around it before slipping it into your mouth completely. lottie inhaled sharply as she observed your soft lips taking in her rigid length, bobbing your head up and down in rhythmic motions.
“you look so fuckin’ hot,” she praised you as she slid her hand up to your head and tangled her fingers in your hair. she pushed your head all the way down, causing you to deepthroat her with such force that she could feel the pressure against her clit.
"fuck," she mumbled, her head sinking back into the headrest as both her hands were now entangled in your hair, pulling you up and down fiercely while elevating her hips to create more friction on her swollen nub.
your eyes began to well up, and you gripped her thighs harshly, trying not to choke. "you're doing s' good," she praised again, making you even more eager to please her. you tried your hardest to keep your rhythm, but you really needed to breathe, so you let go of her cock with a plop sound.
you coughed a little, a tear streaming down your cheek. lottie's gaze returned to you, her eyes heavier and her lids weary. "you did great, baby," she cooed, wiping your tears away with her thumb. you placed your hand on top of hers and kissed her palm softly, then moved your hand through her arm, catching her by the forearm and bringing her close, sealing your lips together into a heated kiss.
lottie began to nibble on your bottom lip and then run her tongue over it, attempting to relieve the discomfort, and repeated this again and again, eliciting groans from your chest.
your knees began to ache from the prolonged kneeling. so, while lottie was sucking on the blood that began to flow from your swelled lip, you began to rise. she noticed what you were doing and assisted you by placing her hands behind your thighs and guiding you to sit on top of her.
"mmh—" you exhaled as your centre made contact with lottie's faux cock, goosebumps coursing through your body. lottie planted her palms on your sides and held you in a bruising grasp, pushing you down and making you grind harder against her cock. she finally released your bleeding and assaulted lip, and began attacking your neck instead. looks so empty, she thought, and began licking and sucking anywhere she could, eagerly marking you.
"ffuck—" you whined, your cunt becoming warmer and wetter by the second. "please, please, please, fuck me," you implored, your eyebrows creasing as you struggled to process every sensation on your body.
"keep begging like that, and i'll consider it," she answered huskily, her cocky smile concealed with every forceful kiss she pressed onto your already bruised neck.
you wrapped your arms around her head and pulled her closer to you, your cunt dragging against her length with increased force. "lotts—" you choked out, "please," you begged once again, trembling breaths escaping from your lips.
without warning, she effortlessly manhandled you as she stood up, gripping you by the ass and hoisting you up, your legs wrapping around her waist. she placed you onto her dad's desk right before her. your back met the chilly wooden surface, pressing against numerous scattered documents and notes, and lottie looked down at you with dazzling eyes.
she began stroking your lower abdomen with one hand while spreading your wetness across her strap with the other. "shit, y/n, you're so wet my strap is dripping," she mumbled, moving her hand down your inner thigh and holding your legs open as much as you possibly could. she moved in closer, and while still gently caressing your inner thigh, she began rubbing the tip of her cock against your glistening folds, finishing with a delicate slap against your beating clit.
“lotts, please—” your pleads were cut short by a loud moan, elicited by your girlfriends girth being pushed all the way to your cervix with great force, bottoming out completely. then, she waited a few seconds for you to adjust before pulling out entirely, making your walls painfully contract around nothing. before you could even complain, she shoved it all the way in again, but this time she began pounding in and out of you relentlessly, watching your breasts jiggle in front of her.
"holy ffuck," you gasped, your senses numbed by the sensation of being filled up and lottie's lower abdomen rubbing against your clit with every thrust. you stared down at her cock as it repeatedly sank itself into you, deliciously stretching your walls. lottie's hands moved from your thighs to your breasts, using them as leverage to draw herself closer and push deeper inside you. she felt the cloth of the strap pressing against her clit with each thrust, "fuck i— i love you so much," she muttered, starting to grab and pinch your nipples between her fingers. she then placed one of her hands on your face and inserted two fingers into your mouth for you to suck. "—rghh, i love you too," you struggled to say, circling her long fingers with your tongue.
"i'm close," you cried out, "go rougher please," you begged, and she immediately intensified her tempo, wanting to find relief as well.
she slid her wet fingers from your lips to your neck and began to apply pressure on the sides, lightly chocking you, all while her other hand continued to play with your already abused nub. her rapid, strong thrusts slowed and grew sloppier, and before you knew it, you were both at climax simultaneously. with her hands flying to the sides of your waist, lottie flung her head back and gave your sides a bruising squeeze. your hands tried to grab anything they could hold onto, but all they could find were the documents belonging to lottie's dad, which you clutched in your fists as you closed your eyes and let out a wordless scream.
lottie slumped on top of you, and as you both struggled to regain your composure, she moved up to look into your eyes, her fingers delicately massaging your swollen neck.
"i love you so much," she said, her tone sincere and her pupils dilated.
"i love you even more," you replied, pulling her into a gentle kiss, which she immediately returned.
after the two of you separated to catch your breath, she lifted you by the hips and pulled you up, your legs instinctively wrapping around her. she held you as closely as possible and began guiding you towards her bedroom for some rest, leaving her father’s desk a mess behind you.
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fckoffjakegyllenhaal · 2 months
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fallingforyou (2)
// lottie matthew’s does not like you. you’re annoying, preppy, and way too nice. lottie doesn’t fail to show you time after time just how much she hates you. you finally get the message and steer clear of her, until senior year, when you both get paired up for a science project. //
warnings: asshole!lottie, sweet!reader, enemies to lovers, allusions to lottie’s shitty home life, lottie doesn’t know how to deal with her emotions. i picked random names for y/n’s siblings lol.
(this is part 2 of the series, read part 1 here.)
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i read between the lines (i’ll take it one day at a time)
when you tell lottie ‘whenever’, you didn’t actually think she’d show up unannounced on wednesday evening. she’s wearing her soccer practice clothes, and her hair is tied in the usual pigtails it always is in whenever she practices. “y-you’re here.” you stutter a bit stupidly; you’re wearing an oversized sweatshirt and biker shorts that are so short lottie assumes you aren’t wearing any pants. your glasses are off, and your hair is let down in unruly curls. she’s never seen you so… unguarded. she isn’t used to it. usually you’re wearing some girly outfit and those glasses that are almost as dorky as misty quigley’s.
“you told me to come whenever. it’s whenever.” lottie blurts out, as she attempts to walk past you but she stops herself. “sorry.” she mutters as she leans down to untie her cleats. you shake your head quickly, stopping her, “oh it’s okay! you don’t have to do that, my mom doesn’t care about shoes.” you assure her and lottie slowly stands up straight, stopping herself from taking her cleats off. her parents would reprimand her time and time again for wearing shoes in the house. she always thought the rule was stupid, considering her parents didn’t even clean their house. the maids did it for them.
right away lottie notices your house is very loud. there are two younger boys watching tv in the living room, screaming as they talked to each other. “those are my brothers. ignore them. i do.” you dismissively explain as you begin to lead lottie towards the hallway. you stop halfway, turning to gaze at her, “did you want anything to drink? i have soda, water, apple juice…” you trail off, and lottie’s cheeks tint. she’s thirsty; she just finished practicing after all. she nods, “apple juice.” she answers. you nod as you rush to the kitchen, leaving her standing alone.
“y/n!!” a loud, angry, feminine voice from the end of the hall causes lottie to look over in the direction it’s coming from. she sees an older girl standing by an open bedroom, waiting for you to respond. “y/n!!” she shouts again, “she’s in the kitchen.” lottie answers bluntly, in order to avoid from hearing the college student shriek again. “i was getting juice! do you have to yell so loudly?” you ask cattily, in a tone lottie has never heard from you. lottie immediately remembers what you said the other day, about your older sister being a bitch.
your older sister marches up to you, fury in her eyes and for a second lottie is afraid the older girl might punch you in the face. “i need you to tell me if this outfit makes me look fat.” she says sternly and lottie watches the interaction in shock, as you shake your head. “no, i think it’s cute— hey is that my top!?” you shriek, and the older girl lets out a tinkling laugh as she rushes away and retreats back into one of the bedrooms. “elise!! i haven’t even worn that yet!“ you whine, but the only response you get is more obnoxious laughter.
you sigh, handing lottie a glass of cold apple juice. “i told you she’s a bitch.” you point out as you begin to lead lottie down the hallway. the room all the way at the end is yours, and as soon as lottie walks in she sees all the books on your shelves above your bed. she then notices how pink your bedsheets are, and how much color there is around the room. it’s not too much color, but it’s clear you’re unintentionally a very colorful person. there are polaroid pictures of you and your siblings around the room; some on your desk, some pinned on the wall. you even have a few of you and nat.
lottie sees the baby pictures and the ones of you and your older sister as babies in a bath tub together. another little girl who looks just like you seems to appear in the pictures after elise is already three, and you’re one. then after that, the little girl is by your side in every picture; practically glued to your side. you always look so happy in each snapped moment, even in the ones you aren’t smiling in, your eyes show you’re happy and safe. another thing lottie realizes she envies about you. your house is twice as small as hers, with twice as many people… it’s loud and the living room is messy…
… yet lottie likes your house more than hers, and she’s only been here for ten minutes. maybe that’s why natalie’s always over here; always talking about hanging out at your place after parties. you never went to any parties… lottie’s only seen you at one and after that you didn’t come to any more. you’ve never shown up at any of hers that’s for sure. “that’s my little sister.” you interrupt her thoughts, as you notice her eyeing the pictures. “you two look… close.” she observes, and you giggle as you take a seat on your bed, reaching for your backpack on the floor. “yeah, don’t tell elise but sabrina was technically my first friend ever. i tell her everything.” you admit and lottie nods.
“i’ve seen her around school. i didn’t even know she was your sister.” she confesses, causing you to shrug. “she’s working on being the most ‘popular’ girl in school. she’s been a little busy.” you half joke and lottie nods, “she’s on the jv cheer team, right?” she asks curiously as you flip open your chemistry notebook. “yup. she’s been following becky martin around like a puppy since the year started.” you answer curtly and lottie snorts at the obvious change in your tone. “what? jealous your little sister is becoming more popular than you?” she questions with a taunting sneer, and you frown.
“no, i don’t care about that. sabrina is pretty, of course she’s gonna be more popular. i just don’t think she needs to be like becky martin to do it.” you explain, and lottie is a bit surprised by the truthfulness of your response, and before she can reply, you’re beating her to it. “so i was thinking you could do all the physical presenting, and i can just recite everything and write it all. of course you’re gonna help by giving me your ideas and what you think…” you trail off, before looking at her. “is that okay with you?” you inquire, and she nods. “yeah, that’s fine. whatever.” she sounds like she doesn’t care and this makes you shake your head, holding yourself back from saying something snarky.
lottie isn’t the only one who gets snappy when she’s annoyed, you’re just better at biting your tongue than she is.
over the next few days, lottie shows up at your house after practice ends, and she stays until after the sun sets. she doesn’t mean to stay for that long. the first day she came over, she genuinely just lost track of time. for some reason being around you isn’t as torturous as she thought it would be. in fact, being around you, especially in a cozy home that seems full of lightheartedness and noise… is shockingly nice. particularly because she knows what’s waiting for her at home. absolutely nothing.
right away the other yellowjackets notice a change in lottie’s behavior. she isn’t snappy or angry anymore; sure she still talks shit whenever someone tries her, but that’s how lottie’s always been. natalie is the first who notices lottie isn’t scowling or grumpy anymore. mari is especially thankful for it during soccer practice. “so, y/n told me you’ve actually been a decent human being to her.” natalie starts, as she walks out of the locker room with lottie. it’s monday, and practice had just ended a little later than expected.
“if that’s what she wants to call it, then yeah, sure.” lottie mutters, as she makes her way to the parking lot. “hey, before you go, y/n told me to tell you not to show up to her house today. something came up.” natalie causes lottie to stop in her tracks, not even caring that her driver was waiting for her in the car. “what do you mean? she didn’t tell me anything.” lottie says and natalie chuckles, “said she couldn’t find you after lunch.” the blonde’s response is simple yet it doesn’t seem to satisfy lottie. “what came up? she literally said she was free every day after school.” lottie sounds annoyed now.
natalie looks a bit puzzled for a second, before a wave of realization hits her. “wait… are you actually upset you can’t go to y/n’s today? i figured you’d be thrilled.” natalie says in this unrecognizable way that makes lottie glare. “i’m not upset about anything! excuse me if i just want to get this project over with.” lottie hisses defensively, and natalie only smirks in response. “uh, okay matthews; whatever you say. just don’t show up at her house today, okay?” she asks warningly, making lottie roll her eyes. “i heard you the first time.” the raven haired girl snaps.
and just like that, lottie’s bad mood returns. who would’ve guessed that charlotte isobel matthews would actually enjoy being in your cramped house, and inside of your girly bedroom.
lottie knows you didn’t cancel yesterday on purpose. she knows you’ve been smiling more at her in the hallways, and she knows she’s definitely been nicer to you over the last few days than she ever has in her high school career. maybe it’s because instead of being stuck in her big empty house after school, she’s spending her days cramped up in your room, or noisy living room… the smell of whatever your mother had made for lunch still lingering in the air. lottie enjoyed it. perhaps that’s why the next day at school she takes her bad mood out on you. she bumps shoulders with you when you try to talk to her in the hall, walking past you as if she didn’t even hear you.
she didn’t even look back to see the frown on your face. you couldn’t help but feel confused and a bit sad; you figured you both were over this silly, pointless feud. this stupid, meaningless battle. but it was like lottie had other ideas. right when you thought you two were on the same page, she proved to you that you weren’t even reading the same book. you try not to think about lottie the entire day, but it’s hard. you notice her at lunch; she doesn’t even look at you. that isn’t abnormal, but she has this everlasting scowl on her face. when fifth period finally rolls around, you can’t help but feel a bundle of nerves budding inside the pit of your stomach. seeing lottie matthews always has this affect on you.
lottie’s already in class when you walk in, and this time, her head tilts to the side, and her dark eyes lock with yours. your breath gets lodged in your windpipe, and your step falters on your way to your seat. you try your absolute hardest not to look at lottie, or her insufferably pretty face. you take your note book and chemistry book out, along with a pencil, before averting your gaze forward. (even though the class hasn’t even started yet.)
the bell rings, and the rest of the students shuffle in, taking a seat before your teacher starts blabbering on and on. it’s usually easy to keep yourself busy during class; easy to focus… but for some reason, sharing a class with lottie matthews seems to be a curse. you can never seem to concentrate fully. when someone taps on your back, you turn around and jenny myers hands you a folded note. you furrow your eyebrows, as she gestures to lottie who’s not even bothering to look at you. you take the note and face forward again.
“you skipping out on me again today?”
you turn your head to glare at the raven haired jock after reading the note. she only smirks at your clearly agitated expression, feeling a wave of satisfaction at being the one to frustrate you. you quickly look down at the note, and scribble something back.
“i was at my grandmas house yesterday. sorry, jerk.”
you pass the note back to lottie, and you avert your attention onto ms. weinstein again who is now talking about another subject. you mentally curse lottie matthews for being so fucking distracting.
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aemmawrites · 10 months
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Spider-Man! Lottie Matthews x reader
W.c 673
Song recommendation 🎧, Ultraviolence, Lana Del Rey
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Damn lottie matthews.
She was nowhere to be seen.
Here you were outside, in the freezing cold, waiting for your best friend, who promised to drive you home after soccer practice. The problem was half way through soccer practice, she ran off saying she needed to use the bathroom and that was the last anyone of the team saw of her, leaving you, outside in the cold, stranded all alone.
Everyone else had already left, and so you had one option left.
Walk home.
You sighed contemplating your every life decision that led up to this moment, of course this would happen to you, but slowly but surely you made your way home, cursing how short your soccer uniform was half way into the walk, as you were freezing cold.
Now the town of Wiskayok was essentially a safe place most would say, but when you're a female, in the dark, and wearing your short soccer uniform it isn't essentially the best place to be. You recognize your surroundings. You were only a few more minutes away from home but as luck would have it something just had to get in your way.
You paused as you felt cold water hit your face, you looked up and noticed the clouds starting to form up above you, of course you thought how perfect. Before you could even start to walk again you heard something or rather someone moving behind you. Quickly snapping your head to the area the noise was coming from, you quickly scanned the area.
Nothing.
Or so you thought, as you went back to walking someone quickly pulled you back dragging you into a hidden corner.
Oh hell no.
Your first instinct of course, was defend yourself. So you landed a right hook, right to the face without even thinking. Your attacker seemed shaken as if he didn't expect you to defend yourself. But you quickly regretted your actions as he pulled out a small knife. You yelled and screamed hoping anyone would hear you.
He covered your mouth quickly, slamming you into a wall.
Just as the panic of the situation set in, what you could only describe as spider webs attacked him. Dragging him away from you.
You looked up to see someone who you were assuming was a man, dressed up as a red and blue spider, in spandex?
But that was the least of your problems right now. You watched as the person who you decided to call spiderman based on how he was dressed and your attacker go back and forth. After a while the so-called spider-man landed a punch that hit them straight in their eye.
Your attacker fell backwards, and as he landed on the floor he was knocked out. And just as quick as the man in spandex came, he disappeared or so you thought.
You looked up and there they were upside down looking at you, to say you were mesmerized was an under exaggeration. You moved slowly as if you were scared, but you weren't, you were fascinated.
You touched their mask and to your surprise they didn't stop you, they even leaned into your touch, as if they wanted you to. You went to pull their mask down and those gorgeous brown eyes you were so familiar with looked down at you.
You gasped and went to take a step back.
Damn lottie matthews.
She grasped your wrist, pulling you back into her, and you could feel her breath on your lips as she smiled, and you couldn't tell if the heat rising on your cheeks was because of the cold or your beautiful best friend in front of you. She leaned in, pausing as if waiting for your approval. You nodded.
Grasping your lips, Lottie tangled her hands into your hair, not letting go as if she was afraid that she would never get the opportunity again. She giggled against your lips and then whispered.
"Do you still want that ride home?"
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peach-and-bugs · 4 years
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-Lottie Matthews-
Back to Masterlist
Lottie Matthews Tag List: (open) @elliesjoints @visenqya
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-Key-
♥︎- romance
✸- platonic
✰- fluff
✄-angst
✧- contains/is smut (18+)
✾- request
- Lottie Matthews SWF Alphabet - Ao3 Tumblr (1/1)♥︎✰✄
- Lottie Matthews NSWF Alphabet - Ao3 Tumblr (1/1)♥︎✰✄✧
- Flower stems for Heartstrings - Lottie Matthews (1996/2021) x fem!reader - Ao3 Tumblr (1/1) ♥︎✰✄✾
y/n finds evidence of her teenage best friend (and secret crush) being alive after all, and a possible way of finding her thanks to modern internet and goes on a personal quest to find her and the truth, all while reminiscing about their teen years...
- Bean Sprout - Lottie Matthews (2021) x fem!reader - Ao3 Tumblr (2/-) ♥︎✰✧
Chapter 1 Chapter 2
You've been happily married to Charlotte Matthews for some odd years now, but it feels like it's time to take a step in a new direction together... aka mama!Lottie
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lacyscabinet · 4 months
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abbysbunny · 3 months
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eeping with lottienat💤
word count: 0.4k
warnings: fluff!!!!!
notes: valentine's inspired fic, it's just all lovey dover cuz I love them sm it's unhealthy
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'guys I'm sleepy' you mumbled to your girlfriends on each of your sides, 'yeah?' natatlie turned her head . you nodded and sighed, lottie turned off the movie and laid down with you and nat
now you were sandwiched between your beloved girlfriends, nat wrapped her arms around your waist and pulled you closer to her, you giggled and let nat's hand roam your body, she snuggled her head into your neck as she giggled with you . lottie pulled the both of you closer to her body, 'you're always so warm' she commented
'well maybe your just cold' you said as nat planted kisses on your neck, 'maybe I am' lottie placed her hand in yours, her touch and nat's making your face feel hot . you pulled the soft blanket from the bottom of the bed to the top of the three of you
the air was warm and so we're you, natalie was holding on to you meanwhile lottie had her head to your chest, her arms wrapped around your waist . nat groaned in her sleep as lott lightly snored, you laid awake not being able to stop thinking about unimportant things, your mind filled with thoughts you couldn't get out your head . you felt the warmth around you and couldn't help but to drift off, sleep took over you and soon all three of you were comfortably asleep
the sun rays shined through the window and shined against your closed eyelids, your eyes fluttered open, you fully opened your eyes to see your girlfriend staring at you, her thumb caressing your cheek as you awoke . lottie behind you was still holding on to you, her breaths gently hit your neck, 'mhh' she mumbled, her head resting on the back of your neck
nat smiled at you and placed a soft kiss on your lips, 'good morning sleepy head' she giggled, 'good morning' you smiled back at her . 'i missed you' she said, you chuckled and moved closer to her, lottie's arms still wrapped around you, lottie mumbled something sounding like a small 'good morning', you chuckled and turned to face her
'good morning my love' you intertwined your fingers into her hair, you played with a strand of her hair till she opened her eyes, she looked at you and grinned . there was so much love in the air between the three of you, you weren't sure how there could be so much love in the world
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gl1tter-claire · 3 months
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♡✦𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓼 ☁🪽
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𝓐𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑒: my name is Isabella,I am a lesbian, I am from Venezuela, I speak Spanish and English and I really like to read
𝓡ight now my requests are open
𝓒haracters I write for: Natalie scatorccio, Hazel callahan, Lottie Mathews, shauna shipman, Van palmer, Darcy olsson, Robin Buckley and Misty quigley
🩰𝓜𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡☁
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paaandiculations · 11 months
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i need a Lottie Mathews x fem reader, where the reader plays at the rival school's soccer team!!
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fawnedolly · 1 year
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deerie’s masterlist 🧁
minors & men dni pls!!
fluffy ♡, smutty ☆, angsty :(
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⋆ ˚。 ⋆୨୧ ⁺˚⋆。°✩₊⋆ ˚。⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚。 ⁺˚⋆。°✩₊⋆ ୨୧ ⋆ ˚。⋆
Ellie Williams 🎀
only on camera ☆
right where you left me :( (coming soon)
Abby Anderson 🎀
only on camera ☆
Lottie Matthews 🎀
none yet
Wanda Maximoff🎀
none yet
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alottiegoingon · 3 months
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hc!lottie spoiling her gf <3
lottie matthews x fem!reader
summary: how i imagine you and lottie in a relationship with her spoiling you all the time
all characters are aged up and in college!!
warnings: pretty much just fluff, daddy issues if you squint, established relationship, characters are aged up, nsfw content (mdni), fingering and oral (lottie receiving)
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at first, the idea of letting lottie buy you stuff was absurd. yes she was your girlfriend but why would you let her spend her money on you?? didn't she have other things to spend with? (no)
it first started when you two had just started dating. on the very first day, she met you outside the uni so you could walk inside together and she had a small bag on her hands
you look up at her feeling embarassed cause you didn't buy her anything and didn't even know that you were supposed to
"dont worry baby, its just a little something that reminded me of you while i was going home yesterday!!" she has the cutest smile ever and kisses you on the cheek before giving you your gift
she didnt buy it while walking home. she has been looking desperately for it ever since you guys started to hang out as friends and paid a ridiculous amount of money for it
you open it up to find the collector's edition of one of your favorite books, little women. you know how expensive it was, you had been wanting that special edition book for ages ever since you first read it when you were thirteen
lottie was nervous while waiting for you to open with her arms practically glued to her body and rocking her body slowly from one side to another. then she sees the surprise and happiness expression on your face and immediately relaxes. shes smiling from ear to ear and looking at you like a puppy with shiny eyes, come on :((
lets be honest, lottie was not a popular girl like jackie!! everyone knew that her parents had money but that girl was just an awkward lesbian girl failure with daddy issues and didnt know any better than showing her love without buying things until you showed up
it was saturday and you two were just hanging out in the mall one day and she noticed how your eyes were sparkling while staring at a cute dress from a very expensive clothing brand. you were scared to even look at the price tag. you didnt say a word cause you knew that lottie would buy it for you in a blink of an eye but she noticed it
lottie would always pay attention to you and read you like a book, she knew you too well
"thats such a pretty dress, look y/n!" she says excitedly while dragging you by the hand into the store "i need to try it on!"
you sighed in relief knowing that it wasn't for you this time
you watch lottie try the dress in fitting room and you can feel yourself drooling at how stunning she looked (so real of you)
"you look so hot, lott..." you say and the next thing you remember is burying lottie's panties onto her mouth and pinning lottie against the mirror
she was very tall so it wasnt very hard for you to get on your knees and shove yourself right between her legs. you held her thighs by placing your arms under them and were eating her out like a starved woman
lottie's head would have gone through the other side of the glass if it was possible due to how hard she was leaning her head backwards. she had her hands tightened to your hair and the dirtiest and whiniest muffled sounds would come out of her mouth, especially when you inserted two fingers at once inside of her very easily
in less than five minutes you were wiping your mouth with your forearm while lottie was still recovering from her orgasm. her chest was rising as fast as it was falling down and her legs were so sensitive that she needed help to stand up for a few minutes
safe to say that shoving her own panties in her mouth wasn't a very safe option. the message was very clear when you left the fitting room and a bunch of mid aged women that looked like had enough money to buy an entire town were looking at you with death stares
surprisingly (or not), lottie ended up not buying the dress. you two would never come back to that store ever again!!!
the next day you wake up to find a package from that same fancy store on your front door with a note saying "sorry for not being there to see your beautiful smile, i had to buy it online :( hope you like the dress, angel."
and then you remembered that you and lottie had the same body type. oh she was smart.
god, you were already scared for her bank account when your birthday month comes up.
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shaunamilfman · 5 months
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Being Lottie Matthews Controversially Young Girlfriend
Adult Timeline Headcanons
nsfw mention
you and lottie definitely have a meet-cute moment at the farmers market. love at first sight fr she's trying to get you to move in the wellness center within the month. “but y/n if you live in the dorms again you'd be here all the time anyways. Just move in 😁. it's cheaper that way.”
coming home after a long day to see Lottie laying in bed and just burying your face in her cleavage. She's surprised the first time you do it, nearly dropping her book and tries to catch you thinking you've fallen, but she's gotten so used to it now that she doesn't even react. she sets her book down gently on the nightstand and runs her hands soothingly through your hair. 
she has absolutely no shame about dating you despite the large age difference. she's hyping you up to her cult wellness center members talking about how good you're doing in college and shit. “yeah 😁 she really aced that exam she was worried about 😁😁”. she got one of those stickers like “my girlfriend goes to x college”. 
she def packs you lunch and stuff to take with you. lottie can't cook for shit but she can make a mean sandwich. you're like “i only have one class today.” and she's still shoving snacks into your bag lmao. 
im convinced lottie is a bit of a technophobe so she's consulting your ass on everything. you get woken up in the middle of your nap to go turn the wellness center computer off and on again. you spend 20 minutes trying to talk her through sending an email before you give up and type it yourself while she dictates. she looks particularly smug after that one, so you think she may have gotten one over on you. she's so genuine most of the time that you're never quite sure. 
Lottie's a lot older than you but I really don't think she'd have all that much sexual experience given her circumstances. if she had slept with others before you it wouldn't have been that all that many. lottie would definitely be aware that she'd be expected to have more experience and is a little hesitant about telling you that she doesn't. point is I mostly just think she'd be very shy and blushy the first few times you had sex. 
going along with it once when someone assumes you’re her daughter to try to playfully embarrass her. she just shrugs and makes a note in the back of her mind to kiss you in front of them at some point. some poor cult member walks in on you like two fingers deep in your ‘mom’ and is so traumatized by the ordeal. Lottie's all smiles the whole time. she fr giggled a bit when they left she's so devious. 
Lottie mentions movies she liked as a kid and you're off-handedly like “oh I don't think I was alive when that came out.” and she just full on winces. she spirals a bit over it every time she's so dramatic. 
Lottie's constantly trying to initiate sex wearing like beautiful and intricate lingerie all the time while you're wearing whatever random shit you happened to have on like "please warn a girl omg". Lottie's ass is still like 😍😍. she does not care in the slightest what your wearing lmao it's on site.
Lottie wears silk pajamas with like robes and shit to sleep. they've got her initials monogrammed on the pocket and she buys you matching ones in your favorite colors. she wouldn't be upset if you didn't wear them but she always looks so excited when you do. she also has like a ridiculously expensive sheet set on her bed. it's soft as hell though you've got to give her that. all that and your little cotton blanket you bring for when she inevitably steals all of the bigger blanket from you in her sleep. 
Lottie for sure tries to pay for all of your things. you try to pay for them yourself but she always seems to know. she pops out of nowhere with her debit card just as you're checking out like 😁. Lottie's not paying for your things expecting sexual favors out of it but she'd absolutely receive them. dropping to your knees in front of her after she pays for your textbooks??
she has no idea how much things cost. she's def like “how much could a banana cost? $10?”
the reading glasses stay on during sex. she's so embarrassed the first time you see her with them on but gets over it very quickly when you immediately jump her bones. 
Lottie buys you a shit ton of clothes. they're all styles you like, but you can't help but notice they're all heliotrope. you're just like 🙄 whenever she gifts you a new shirt. 
grinning ear to ear whenever you introduce your milf girlfriend to your friends. you're so smug about it that it honestly makes lottie a little shy. she def really likes it though she's just always so blushy when you compliment her in any way.
she calls you so many pet names. it's all honey, baby, sweetie, princess, etc with Lottie. going feral over the idea of lottie calling you love. 
Lottie's so physically clingy. she just loves laying on top of you with her head against your chest so she can hear your heartbeat. she loves when you play with her hair. she chases your hand with her head like a dog if you try to stop lmao.
you'll catch her just staring at you all the time she has no shame
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PLEASE SHAWTY WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT LOTTIE FUCKING THE READER WITH A STRAP-ON PLEASE I’M ON MY KNEES BEGGING PLEASE
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You couldn’t help but chuckle as Lottie reached into her bags and pulled out her favorite strap-on. You knew she’d forgotten to include some of the basics, like socks and a hairbrush, yet she had remembered that particular item. “Priorities,” she said with a grin. The commotion of the plane crash and early days of survival had kept you from spending time alone with your girlfriend, and it was driving the both of you crazy. So, less than 24 hours after settling into the cabin, you and Lottie sneaked away to a nearby shed for some much-needed quality time together. The intense desire and longing for each other's bodies had been building up for days—a rarity for both of you, given your typically insatiable sex drives that were usually fulfilled on a daily basis.
You felt the strap move in and out of you, sliding with your wetness. Your hips moved to the rhythm, thrusting harder and harder as the sensation grew in intensity. The walls of your pussy clung onto it, sucking it in and squeezing it tightly. Each time it moved out of you, it left an aching void that begged to be filled again. 
“Fuck, Lottie—” you exhaled hoarsely, the girl behind you groaning at the sound of her name coming out of your lips.
She was kneeling down behind you, thrusting hard and feeling the leather rub against her sensitive clitoris with every hit.
You gasped as Lottie grabbed you by the hair and pulled you back, your naked back pressed tightly against her breasts. You felt the heat of her body radiating through your skin, and heard her breathing grow heavier with each thrust.
She put one of her arms around your neck while her other hand gripped your waist tightly. Without slowing down her pace, she made you turn your face to hers, and then gave you a bruising kiss. Her tongue forced its way into your mouth as she continued to rock her hips against yours. Breaking off for a moment to catch her breath, she murmured against your lips, "You're taking me so well," before pulling you into another intense kiss.
Your head spun from the intensity of it all—the pleasure was too much for you to bear—but you wouldn’t let yourself break away from the kiss no matter how hard it became. You could taste her breath, feel her tongue moving in and out of your mouth in time with her hips moving in and out of yours.
Suddenly, Lottie pushed you back onto the blankets, pushing against the strap with a newfound vigor as she brought the two of you closer and closer to climax. She moved so quickly that you were barely able to keep up, but each time she hit against your sensitive walls, you felt an intense wave of pleasure course through your body. You moaned loudly, your fingers frantically clawing at the blankets beneath you in an attempt to find some kind of grip amongst the mounting pleasure. "Fuck, 'm gonna cum," you babbled incoherently, no longer able to form coherent sentences as lust consumed you.
"Cum for me, baby," Lottie said breathlessly above you. Her words only served to heighten your arousal further and before you knew it, an orgasm was washing over your entire body. You screamed out her name as pleasure engulfed you, the strap still moving in and out of you as if it was determined to take every last bit of pleasure from you. Your entire body shook and convulsed with each wave of sensations that coursed through it, until finally—after what felt like an eternity—the pleasure began to subside.
Lottie gave a loud cry of pleasure as your orgasm triggered hers, and soon she was coming down from her own high with her body still pressed firmly against yours. She stayed there for a few minutes afterwards, enjoying the afterglow while stroking your hair tenderly.
A few moments later, Lottie rolled off of you and pulled you into her arms, both of you exhausted from the intensity of what just happened. With tenderness, she caressed your cheek using her thumb, locking eyes with you before planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I love you," she whispered, her lips brushing against yours as she placed a soft peck.
"I love you more," you replied, holding her tightly as both of you gradually succumbed to sleep, finding solace in each other's arms.
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fckoffjakegyllenhaal · 2 months
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fallingforyou (3)
// lottie matthew’s does not like you. you’re annoying, preppy, and way too nice. lottie doesn’t fail to show you time after time just how much she hates you. you finally get the message and steer clear of her, until senior year, when you both get paired up for a science project. //
warnings: asshole!lottie, sweet!reader, pining, mutual pining, oblivious!reader, hints of underage drinking, lowkey jealous lottie if you squint, lottie is an idiot
(this is part 3, you can read part 2 here, and part 1 here)
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on this night and in this light (i think i’m falling)
“don’t you think we should be, i don’t know, actually working?” lottie questions sardonically, and you turn your head to scowl at her from where you’re laying on the rug in your room. a new episode of sabrina the teenage witch was playing and you were excitedly watching it. “shut up! sabrina is talking!” you hiss warningly, causing the yellowjackets sweeper to roll her eyes in annoyance, while you turn your gaze back to the tv. “why didn’t you tell me you were going to be doing this the whole time? i would’ve just gone home.” it’s a blatant lie, but you don’t know that, and lottie doesn’t want to tell you otherwise.
you scoff, “yeah, sure. after the way you acted when i cancelled yesterday? you’re stuck here now.” the comment is supposed to annoy lottie, but it doesn’t. it doesn’t annoy her at all, the thought of being stuck here with you. lottie blinks rapidly, trying to shove that thought so far away, she’ll never have to deal with it again. “you don’t like sabrina?” you ask, gesturing to the tv, and lottie shakes her head. “i don’t really watch tv.” she mutters her response, making you furrow your brows and laugh lightly. “seriously? aren’t your parents loaded? i thought you’d have a huge theater where you watch all your favorite shows and movies.” you tease her, causing her to glower in your direction.
“you thought wrong.” she retorts, but there’s something in her tone that you can’t quite place. you can sense the shift in demeanor, but you don’t press the subject. lottie is like an animal you’re trying to tame. she could snap at any moment for any reason. you know lottie is like this for a reason; you can’t help but wonder if maybe her mother is just as angry as her. or perhaps her father has a temper. “well, either way… it’s been kind of nice having you over.” you start cautiously, and lottie looks over at you; her tenebrous gaze meeting yours.
“i just mean, i get lonely sometimes even though i’m here with my siblings all the time. it’s nice to have someone to spend time with.” you ramble, and lottie’s eyes seem to soften in a way you’ve never seen before. “i like being here with you too.” lottie says before she can think twice, taking not only herself by surprise, but you as well. a faint blush creeps onto your face, and lottie takes in how pretty you are. before either of you can say anything else, your older sister barges through your bedroom door, causing you to jump.
lottie looks annoyed at the intrusion, and she sends a scowl the older girls way. elise stares at you for a moment, furrowing her brows as she notices how flushed your cheeks are. she can nearly feel the tension in the room. “mom said dinners ready. she served your friend a plate.” the eighteen year old comments, flashing you a knowing look. you nod, “okay! be there in a minute.” you aimlessly respond, trying to keep your eyes away from your sisters. you do everything to stop blushing but it doesn’t seem to work. elise reluctantly leaves without saying anything else, and lottie clears her throat.
“i feel bad your mom has been setting an extra plate for me. i didn’t even ask if it was okay…” lottie trails off, insecurity laced throughout her tone. you shake your head quickly in protest, “my mom likes you! she thinks your nice, and she doesn’t mind.” you assure her, “besides, my dad always works super late so he never eats with us. there’s always an extra seat.” you ramble a bit, and lottie feels a bunch of mini starbursts in her chest; going off rapidly one by one. she swallows thickly, “thanks.” she doesn’t know what else to say and internally cringes at her response. you get up, flashing her a little grin that causes her belly to flip in an uncomfortable way.
“come on, matthew’s, before my mom gets pissed.” you taunt, waiting for her to get up from her seat on your bed. she follows you out of your room, chuckling slightly, “i can’t imagine your mom angry. she’s so tiny.” lottie makes you giggle, “trust me, she can be terrifying. have you ever heard that shorter people are more likely be evil because they’re close to hell?” your retort sounds serious, which makes it even more hilarious, and lottie can’t help but burst out laughing. you giggle as well, and you don’t even realize elise and your mother are staring at you both with inscrutable looks.
you and lottie aimlessly take a seat beside each other, and lottie smiles at your mother. “thank you, mrs. l/n. this smells delicious.” she says politely, and your mom offers her a smile. “you’re welcome, sweetheart. it’s carne asada, beans, and rice, y/n’s favorite.” she admits, and elise snickers, “basics just like her.” the older girl chimes in, and sabrina giggles while you flush. lottie looks at you, and she can’t stop thinking about how pretty you look when you blush. surely she’s notice how pretty you were before, but she can’t remember ever thinking about it. elise is the only one who is aware of the way lottie is looking at you.
“so mom… maria invited me to a get together at her sorority house. can i go after dinner?” elise asks hopefully, and your mom gets this skeptical look on her face. “a get together? at a sorority house?” she questions uncertainly, obviously not buying it. “yeah! it’s just a few of the girls! please mom?” the oldest teen asks, putting on her best puppy eyes. lisa quirks a brow challengingly, “then you wouldn’t mind taking y/n with you?” she asks, smiling in a condescending way. she obviously seems to know elise will refuse to bring you along. your eyes widen at the same time elise’s do.
“me!?”
“her!?”
you both respond to your mother at the same time, and lisa nods simply. “if it’s a get together, then you should have no problem with taking your sister. besides, when was the last time you two did anything together?” the older woman asks, and a glower etches itself onto elise’s features. “why can’t i go too!?” sabrina asks, pouting and clearly upset. “because you’re failing english, and need to study.” lisa pointedly responds, and elise huffs. “fine. i’ll take her, but she’s gonna be complaining the whole time!”
your eyebrows nearly meet your hairline, and you protest quickly. “i don’t wanna go! it’s friday night, and the last thing i wanna do is spend it with elise and a bunch of her weird friends!” you flash your mom a pair of begging eyes, “please don’t make me go.” lottie commends your mother for having the willpower to go against those eyes because damn, she feels her resolve slipping and the peculiar need to step in and protect you kicks in. “i can go with you guys. just so you’re not stuck there alone.” lottie offers, and your head turns to gaze at her.
you blink a few times, clearly confused as to why lottie matthew’s would want to spend a friday night with you. “but didn’t you get invited to becky martin’s bonfire?” you inquire, and lottie shrugs, “i wasn’t gonna go to that anyways.” she lies, but you seem to believe her because you flash her a grateful expression, “i mean if you really wanna be stuck with elise’s friends all night, then sure.” you half joke, making your older sister scoff. “my friends aren’t that bad! i mean at least i have more than three, unlike you!” she hisses, and you roll your eyes.
“ever heard of quality over quantity?” you sardonically retort, making lottie chuckle. elise narrows her eyes at you, “you’re so lucky moms forcing me to bring you.” she mutters, as she continues eating.
after dinner you and lottie head back to your room, and you’re a bit quieter than usual. “you don’t have to go just for my expense, you know? i know you were planning on being at that bonfire tonight.” you say softly, and lottie tenses up as you call her out. there’s no malice or anger in your tone, but lottie frowns. “if i wanted to go to that bonfire i would. i’m hanging with you tonight.” she responds adamantly, and the way you smile washes all of her doubts away.
“okay then, i guess i’ll start getting ready. you already look pretty, but we can stop by your house if you want to change?” you suggest and lottie shrugs, trying to ignore the sensations inside of her that she gets when you call her pretty. “i’ll just go like this. i mean, it’s just a bunch of elise’s lame friends. they’re probably just gonna talk about books and stuff.” she jokes, and you giggle, making her stomach get all knotted up again. god, she really hates that feeling.
throughout the entire way to the sorority house, lottie can’t help but occasionally steal a few glances at you. you had decided to wear a pair of tight black flare jeans, and a cropped fur coat that apparently belongs to elise. lottie wasn’t used to seeing you outside of your usual school clothes. you’d mostly wear jeans and sweaters; hiding every part of yourself. though tonight lottie had a hard time keeping her eyes off you. as soon as elise pulls into the parking lot of the campus, you can hear loud music in the distance.
your confusion only seems to grow as the music gets louder, the closer to the sorority house you all get. finally, your steps begin to falter when you realize you’re approaching a house with a few drunk students outside. someone was laying on the grass, and another person was holding her friends hair while she threw up in a bush. “elise this is not a get together! this is a frat party!” you exclaim angrily, as a large guy drunkenly stumbles past you guys. elise actually looks guilty for a moment, but the expression is quickly replaced by an angry one. “that’s why i didn’t want you to come! god, mom treats me like i’m a fucking kid! i’m eighteen; i should be allowed to have some fun.” she snaps, and you sigh.
“you should’ve just been honest with me. or snuck out like a normal person your age! now i’m stuck here!” you begin to argue with the older girl, who huffs in response. “yeah, cause being at a college frat party is every seventeen year olds worst nightmare. seriously, y/n, when was the last time you were even invited to a party?” elise sardonically asks, and you frown. “i’ve been to parties!” you internally cringe at how stupid you sound, and even lottie knows you’re lying. she’s only ever seen you at one party before, and even then you had left early.
elise shakes her head in dismay, “i bet you wouldn’t even know what to do at a place like this.” she challenges, and lottie frowns when she sees the determination on your features. “well, why don’t you put your money where your mouth is?” you provoke her back, suddenly thinking about those new shoes you’ve been wanting for a month. elise lights up, and lottie thinks it’s the first time she’s ever seen her look so excited as she talks to you. “fine. if you can get a guy or two to dance with you, and actually let loose… i’ll buy you anything you want from the mall. under a hundred and twenty bucks.” she says and you nod in agreement. “deal.” you confirm, holding your hand out for your sister to shake.
lottie gets a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach as the three of you walk into the sorority house. immediately lottie is alert and aware of how many people there are in here; how crowded and dim-lit the house is. losing you here would be easy, and it’d take lottie forever to find you. elise ditches you as soon as she sees her friends, and lottie hates that she’s thinking about what it’d be like if she didn’t come. you’d be stuck here, alone.
“at least they’re playing good music.” you comment, noticing an upbeat spanish song was playing. lottie’s cheeks turn a shade of crimson red as she flushes timidly. “i failed spanish class last year… i think i’m doing really bad in french too this year.” she reveals and you let out this tinkling laugh that causes her to stare at you. she takes in how you look under this lighting; your hair was clipped back in a half updo, but it was still curled in this carefree way that made lottie think you looked absolutely beautiful. she glances away, trying to think of anything but that.
“it’s okay, i suck at french. i only passed spanish class because it was my first language.” you tell her, and she smiles at the admission, “i don’t think i’ll ever be able to learn another language, it’s like my head just can’t grasp anything other than english. spanish is sexy though.” lottie blurts out, and you raises your eyebrows in a bit of amusement as her cheeks burn in humiliation. she has no idea why she just said that.
“here you go pretty ladies. you two look like you needed a drink.” a deep voice intervenes, as you look to see a tall frat boy handing you both cups. lottie speaks before you can even think about it, grabbing your hand, and grasping it firmly. her grip sends a jolt of electricity down your body, and you lose all train of thought as soon as she touches you. “we’re good, thanks though.” she says in that usual not-so-kind voice before pulling you away. “hey! i’m supposed to be getting guys like that to dance with me if i want to win the bet!” you argue, pouting as lottie begins to look for the drink station. she rolls her eyes, making a face of clear disdain at the fact that you’re actually going through with elise’s stupid challenge.
“you’re not seriously going to try and win that stupid bet, are you?” lottie gives you the third degree as she questions you, and you frown at her tone. you aren’t really sure why she sounds so upset. “well, yeah, i mean i want some new shoes and it’s an easy win. how hard can it be to get a few college dudes to dance with me?” you ask uncertainly, and lottie only seems more and more annoyed as you explain yourself. “these guys don’t just wanna dance with you, y/n. they’re all here looking to get laid.” she states, the contemptuousness in her voice causes something inside of your abdomen to tingle.
“obviously i’m not going to let them do that, matthew’s.” you respond as you both come to a stop at the drink station. lottie scoffs as she begins to make your drinks, refusing to answer you anymore. you frown, “you’re such an ass.” you mutter, only adding to her annoyance. she shoots daggers at you with her eyes, “me?? because i don’t want some gross college guy trying anything with you?” she sounds serious, and you can’t help but let your frustration wash away as you realize she’s just worried about you.
“if i didn’t know any better i’d think you’re actually starting to care about me.” you say carefully, as lottie hands you a cup of cranberry vodka. “yeah well, good thing you know better.” she murmurs, and before you can get another word out, an older guy approaches you both. “hey, i’m chris.” he introduces himself, flashing you a shy smile. “y/n.” you respond back, and lottie tries to hide the obvious distaste towards him while he eats you up with his eyes. “do you maybe wanna dance, y/n?” he asks hopefully and you’re about to say yes, when you remember lottie’s obvious indifference towards the bet.
“no, i’m okay. i’m here with someone else.” you simply respond, and the look of disappointment and humiliation etches itself onto his face. “oh, yeah. cool. i’m sorry. i’ll see you around then.” he quickly apologizes before rushing away in the opposite direction. lottie looks at you, visibly befuddled as to why you would turn him down. you shrug at her reaction, taking a sip of your drink, “i can always just blackmail elise into getting me the shoes. she’s not even supposed to be here, let alone have me here. moms gonna flip.” you laugh lightly and suddenly a sense of relief courses throughout the raven haired girl.
she isn’t sure why she was upset at the thought of you dancing with some other guy. the mere thought of some seedy dudes hands on you made her blood boil for reasons she didn’t understand.
it isn’t until lottie is laying in bed later that night; the image of your pretty smile and eyes are the only thing that she can see when she closes her eyes, that she realizes what this is. lottie matthew’s isn’t stupid; she’s aware of what’s happening… she just doesn’t want to admit it. because just last month lottie hated you; now she couldn’t get you out of her head. she was falling fast and she wasn’t sure if she could stop.
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aemmawrites · 10 months
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Dating Lottie Matthews, pre-crash head cannons
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- says “oh shucks”
- Thinks shes amazing at cooking and baking, will even make you cookies and cupcakes on your birthday but in reality she sucks at baking, and you have to pretend to like her cooking.
- She LOVES back scratches almost as much as she loves you playing with her hair, she will literally be falling asleep and if you stop scratching her back, she would place your hand back onto her back.
-If your not on the soccer team she definitely teaches you how to play soccer and uses it as excuse to spend more time with you.
- She likes to put matching ribbons in your hair and have matching hairstyles
- Will literally lose it if you wear her team jacket.
- Can't tell when your joking, she once asked you what you want for your birthday, and you jokingly replied with "a car" and on your birthday you walked outside to a new car, that you had to quite literally beg her to return.
- And if you do decide to keep the car she will still drive you everywhere.
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pinkmoonzzz · 4 months
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Before nationals
Lottie matthews x fem reader x Nat Scatorccio
18+ nsfw
1996 lottinat both are 18 in this
A/n: sorry if this is horrible I haven't written smut in years
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The yellowjackets won states. You were so happy that you ran to your team and hugged them excitedly. After the game you walked to the locker rooms with shauna.
"You did awesome y/n" shauna said.
"Thanks you did great out there too" you said peeling off your jersey.
You were sweaty and hot from the game, so you sat there trying to cool down in just your bra and shorts. Nat and lotties eyes were on you as they changed. Their eyes had a glint of something that you've never recognized them looking at you with before. After you changed lottie approached you.
"Do you want to go back to my place and celebrate with me and Nat?" Lottie asks.
You were friends with both of them but this was the first time lottie had ever asked you to go over to her house.
"Sure!" You said, and quickly grabbed your stuff.
You got in the backseat of Nats car and she drove you and Lottie to Lotties house. Your jaw dropped when you walked into Lotties house.
"Holy shit Lottie! Your house is huge!" You gasped in awe of her house.
She smiled at your reaction and went to the kitchen to grab some beers.
"Here" she said extending the beer to you.
You took the beer and nodded thanking her.
You followed Nat and Lottie as they made their way to Lotties room. Once you all entered the room you all sat on Lotties bed. You took a sip of the beer when Lottie asks you a question.
"Any boys have caught your eye recently?" She asks you.
You practically choked on the beer and coughed after swallowing. Nat laughed loudly and Lottie silently laughed.
"Nope not really" you said hoping this will be the end of boy talk.
"It's our senior year and I haven't seen you once romantically with a boy" Lottie replies.
You shrugged "no boy has caught my eye"
"What about a girl?" Nat asks impatiently.
Your cheeks burned at her question. You've had a crush on both Lottie and Nat since you've joined the team but you never planned on telling them. Nat and Lottie both smiled when they realized they were right about you liking girls.
"Um well-" you started to talk.
"Do you like Shauna?" Nat asks, her tone filled with jealousy.
"No! No of course not. She's my friend but I'd never be interested in her like that" you quickly said.
"What about me and Nat?" Lottie asks.
You shifted uncomfortably on the bed not wanting to expose your crushes on them and ruin the friendship. But you couldn't lie.
You sighed deciding to get it over with.
"Yes, I like you both" you shared terrified.
They smiled and looked each other and started laughing.
Now you were completely confused at their reaction. You were getting mad. Were they making fun of you?
You got off the bed pissed.
"You know what? Forget it I'm just gonna leave." You said walking to the door.
Nat quickly jumped off the bed and ran infront of the door so you couldn't leave. Lottie came up behind you and wrapped her arms around your waist. Your breath hitched when you felt her breath against your ear.
"I'm sorry for our reaction. We both like you too" she said in your ear.
"What?" You asked confused.
Nat walked up to you and cupped your face in her hands.
"She said we like you too."
She leaned to you and kissed you. Your hands went to her hips to pull her against you and you kiss her harder. Lotties lips kissed up and down your neck and she sucked harshly on your pulse. You gasped and Nat stuck her tongue in your mouth. After kissing Nat she pulled away and Lottie turned your face to hers and kissed you. Nat kissed your neck and slipped her hand under your shirt and grasped at your covered tit. You moan and feel your underwear becoming wet as she touches your body. Lottie stopped kissing you and backed up and lyed against her headboard and grabbed your hips so you sit between her legs. Lottie pulls your shirt over your head and Nats arms wrapped around your front to grab the back of your bra.
"Is this ok?" Nat asks you.
You're  full of want and just want her to rip off your bra already and have her way with you.
You nod quickly.
"We need you to tell us baby" Lottie tells you.
"Please Nat" you beg her.
She unclasped your bra and throws it behind her. Her lips latch to your nipple and she licks and sucks it. Lottie immediately grabs your other tit in her hand and massages it. You turn your head into lotties neck and close your eyes. Your hips buck up into the air desperate for friction. Lottie giggles at the action and pins your hips down.
"She'll get there" lottie says giggling in your ear.
Nat leaves open mouth kisses down your torso and hooks her fingers in your shorts and underwear. She looks up at you waiting for permission.
"Yes" you said.
She pulled them both off quickly and spreads your legs apart.
"Aw you're so wet for us" she says smiling.
She kissed the inside of your thighs and then  licked up your pussy. She circled your clit with her tongue.
"Natty..." You moaned and your hands reached down and you grabbed her blonde hair. She continued to lick at your clit before sliding a finger in. She stretched you open and then slipped a second finger in. She slammed her fingers in you over and over again curling against the spot deep inside you. You threw your head back and pulled on her hair. As you tugged on her roots she moaned against you sending vibrations to your clit.
"You're doing so well" Lottie praised you.
You felt yourself orgasm coming.
"Nat...I'm almost...there." You said.
"Be a good girl for us and cum" Lottie said.
That sent you over the edge and you came on Nats fingers. After you settled down she pulled her fingers out of you and sucked on them. She then leaned up and kissed Lottie so she would also get a taste of you.
"mmm, my turn next" Lottie told you.
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