Urfavefelon - Shitty Works Only☺️

Falling for u

I had watermelon sour patch kids while making this.

Summary: you do ice breakers and the beautiful Tara carpenter talks to you.

Warnings: shit writing first fic ever so its bound

Authors note: also idk anything about school, or how to make conversation, enjoy!

More notes: if somehow you liked this then just know I probably won't post much at all :/

BTW this is kinda inspired by first date by @persevereforahappyending

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You sit in your usual spot in class, headphones on playing calm music.

You doodle while you wait for the lesson to start.

Then as the Professor walks in you slide your headphones to your neck and take out a notebook, flipping to a clean page and start to write down.

As the professor starts to talk about different things (again idk anything about school), in the back of the class Tara stares at you.

Unbeknownst to you she has been watching you come to class for maybe weeks now.

She's captivated by you, she doesn't know why, she's only ever seen you talk to your friends and seen you in the halls but never had the confidence to actually come up and talk to you.

Today would be different though.

She decided it was about time she spoke to you.

You always seemed so kind and quiet.

Everytime you met her eyes in the halls she would get nervous and look away, but not before you would give her a kind smile making her cheeks flush.

She was broken out of her trance when the professor announced to the students they would need to do icebreakers and pick a partner for the project, making most people groan.

But Tara however saw this as an opportunity to talk to you.

Luckily it seemed you were more interested in what you were drawing then making conversation.

So she picked up her bag and walked down to you, taking a seat next to you and tapping you on the shoulder.

"Hey,.." She was nervous, to nervous, but she knew you weren't going to start a conversation with her first judging by how you avoided everyone else. "I'm Tara"

You jumped slightly.

"Uh, Y/n"

"Sorry did I startle you?"

"No just caught me off guard" you smile, that same blinding smile she had seen before.

"Good, so um.." She trailed off, not knowing where to start. "Whats your favorite movie?"

"Knives out," you answered quickly. "I loved the mystery and the guessing who the killer was, what's yours?"

(Just pick any movie that's just my favorite)

"The babadook" she answered instantly. "Oh I hate scary movies-" "what!?, but you like knives out?" "That's a murder mystery, I hate getting scared. But what do you like most about your movie?" She opened her mouth, ready to ramble about all the reasons why you should love it, only to be cut off by the professor clapping his hands and sending everyone to their seats.

She sat back with a frown, after weeks of building the courage to talk to you she was cut off.

She made one conclusion that day, professors were evil.

(That was from first date btw)

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When the professor finally dismissed the class Tara practically ran out the door to meet you there.

She saw you going out and pulled you by the wrist to face her.

"What the!- Tara?, what are you doing?" You exclaimed.

She let go of your wrist to rub the scar on her hand nervously, a habit she picked up after the attack.

"I um.." She trailed off not knowing how to ask you. "I uh wanted to know if-if maybe you were free on Friday?" She stumbled over her words, refusing to make eye contact with you, she thought if you didn't say yes then she could laugh it off and never speak to you again.

But before she could dive deeper into those thoughts you spoke. "Are you asking me out?" a small smile played on your lips.

"And if I did, would you say yes?" She asked hesitantly, still refusing to look into your eyes, afraid she'd get lost in them.

You broke into a full out grin, looking like a complete fool. "Then I would say yes."

This made her finally look into your eyes, she searched them for any trace of insincerity, but all she saw was adoration and hope.

She took a deep breath, composing herself to ask you correctly. "Then will you go out with me on Friday?" She hoped you wanted to.

You swallowed, trying not to smile so hard. "I'd like nothing more"

Tara let out a breath she hadn't even realized she was holding, and smiled. "I'll see you Friday then, how about the theater at 5?"

You nodded. "Sounds great" she smirked. "Don't be late," she leaned up to kiss you on the cheek softly, making you blush hard. "I'll see you then" then she winked and walked away, out of view.

You sighed contently.

You couldn't wait.

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What you don't like it?

The Date

Tara carpenter x reader

Summary: you go on the date with tara

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Tara had been waiting all week, she asked you out on Sunday and had been talking to you since, you were just as amazing as she hoped, you were so gentle and never made her feel like a burden, not to mention you were funny and awfully hot.

She was practically buzzing with excitement, the day had come, Sam was out with her boyfriend for the day, she had told Tara that she might not be back till the next day, which was perfect for her.

She took longer then expected to change, as she rummaged through her closet, "okay, something cute, something cute.. Aha!" she's just wearing this,

she quickly checked the time (4:50) "shit"

She runs out the door and nearly falls down the stairs in her haste, she mentally cursed at her sister for getting an apartment on the top floor.

She finally made it out, you had already parked outside the building, "she's early" Tara thought to herself finding it endearing.

You were leaning against the car door, you noticed her walking toward you and you waved.

"Hey Tar" she smiled at the nickname, leaning up giving you a light peck on the cheek.

"Hey y/n, you look nice" her complement made you blush, though she didn't notice.

You opened the passenger door for her. "You ready?" She took your hand and sat into the seat grinning.

"And they say chivalry is dead" she teased, but you smirked back.

"My parents taught me to treat pretty girls well" you winked and closed the door, rounding the car to get to the driver seat.

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The ride to the theater was a bit of a long one, considering the traffic, you sat in comfortable silence as music softly played in the background.

Tara stole a few glances at you while you drove, she bit her lip and looked at your hand, itching to reach out and hold it.

You seemed to notice her staring and put your hand out for her to take, she gladly took it, you interlaced your fingers, and she put your hands in her lap to face the window again, hoping you wouldn't notice her bright cheeks and wide smile.

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When you finally got to the theater you got out and opened the door for her again, holding out your hand to help her up.

She took your hand and stood up, you closed the door and locked the car, she took your hand again as you walked beside her to the theater.

You walked up to the snack bar to get popcorn and drinks, the woman behind the counter seemed to like you as she flirted with you while you ordered.

"Could I get a large popcorn and two cokes please?" "Of course, anything for a such a pretty girl" she winked and you blushed, Tara noticed and quickly linked your arms as she pressed into your side.

"Hey y/n/n, did you get what I asked?" She said Innocently looking up at you with doe eyes, then turned to give the woman a glare as she put the popcorn and cokes on the counter.

If looks could kill she'd be six feet under.

The woman ignored her and rang you up, passing you a folded napkin, winking at you.

"Have a good night" Tara glared harder as she tried to push you away to the doors.

You thanked her and let Tara take you through the doors, the ads were still playing as you sat down in the back, Tara sat frowning in her seat, arms crossed in a way that looked like a child getting denied a treat.

"You okay Tar? You seem upset" she stayed in the same position, not meeting your eyes, she grumbled "I'm fine, let's just watch the movie" the lights dimmed and the logo appeared on screen as the film started, Tara took an angry sip of her soda but relaxed slightly when she glanced at your side profile.

The movie was a horror film, you noticed quickly, you tensed at seeing a bloody body on the ground, Tara noticed and grabbed a hold of your hand, giving it a comforting squeeze, you leaned into her side more as the movie got more violent.

You jumped slightly at every jump scare, making you lean more into Tara, she put the armrest up and put an arm around your waist, pulling you closer, you melted into her and hid your face in her neck as she stroked your hair soothingly, and you let out a content sigh.

You quickly forgot the movie as Tara brushed your hair softly, and she rested her head on yours.

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As the credits started rolling and people started getting up, you forced yourself to lift your head up from her shoulder, she let go and stood up with you and grabbed the popcorn while you picked the now half empty cups up, you walked out.

You turned to her as you neared the snack bar. "I'm gonna get refills" But Tara grabbed your arm before you could walk away.

"No!" She yelled "I mean- no let's just go before it gets to late" "oh, alright, let's go then" She glared at the woman one more time before walking out of the theater with you.

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As your car pulled up to the curb and she finished teasing you about being such a baby, you got out and opened her door for her.

Tara didn't want this night to end, but she knew it had to.

She couldn't just bring you into the apartment, Sam would find out and probably kill you, but she didn't want to end her precious time with you.

So before you and her got to the door, she turned to you with a nervous look on her face.

"Y/n, I really don't want this night to end, but, it has to so," she took a deep breath, she leaned closer to your face but not meeting your eyes. "I wanted to know, could i...," she looked into your eyes as she put her arms around your neck.

You placed your hands on her waist, pulling her flush against you, you could feel her breath fan across your face, her breath hitched at the proximity.

You asked before she could. "Can I kiss you?" Your voice barely above a whisper, she nodded eagerly. "Yes.."

You met halfway through, her lips were warm and so soft against yours, she faintly tasted like butter and the coke she had earlier.

She sighed contently and pulled you closer, it sounds cliché but it felt like butterflies erupted in your stomach, it was like an out of body experience, the way her lips slotted against yours like a puzzle, and you never wanted to leave that moment.

But like all good things it had to end eventually.

Breath was becoming harder to avoid, you reluctantly pulled away, just leaving enough space to breathe, her lips were now pink and swollen from the intensity of it, and you regretted ever pulling away.

Tara smiled at you giddily, she gave you chaste kiss on your lips, you kissed her forehead and she giggled, really giggled.

She pulled away slightly to look up at you.

"I'll see you tomorrow Y/n" she pulled away fully and turned the door handle, looking at you one more time.

"Good night Tara" she smiled. "Good night Y/n"

And with that, she disappeared behind the door, leaving you in the cold street.

You wanted to giggle and kick your feet like a 14 year old girl.

You settled for a wide smile instead.

You headed to your car and drove off into the night, you wondered where this would take you.

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We're not gonna talk about the implications that she wore that twice :)

This one definitely longer then the last one

OMG CALM DOWN (i relate)

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while i gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wr

gifs cc: @apara-dise-penguin 🖤

HAPPY PRIDE EVERBODY (You didn't ask) Unfortunately I can't go to any pride parades in la because homophobic family but if any of you do tell me about Be gay do crime

*screams*

HAPPY FUCKING PRIDE

ASEXUAL AND AROMANTIC PEOPLE EXIST AND ARE PART OF THE COMMUNITY

NOW GO BE MENACES TO SOCIETY

Imagine jinx as a streamer and a female reader BUT jinx's fans don't know that jinx has a gf and when reader walks into the live the chat goes wild😱😱

𝐒 𝐓 𝐑 𝐄 𝐀 𝐌 𝐄 𝐑 ! 𝐉 𝐈 𝐍 𝐗

you’re woken up to the distant shouts of your girlfriend, jinx. you know she’s a streamer, it’s something she kind of flaunts — it’s one of the first things you knew about her. while her content isn’t necessarily the type you’d like, you welcome it nonetheless.

you welcome it until it wakes you up in the middle of the night.

scratchy, high pitched shrieks rattle through your thin walls, and you just know what she’s doing.

you’d both come to the mutual agreement that she has to keep quiet when it comes down to streaming, especially at night.

you roll over, searching for the clock with your fluttering eyes.

2:31AM.

aka far too early to be yelling like this.

groaning, you roll over, grasping at the twisted duvet to unravel it from your legs. the cold floor meets your feet, and you cringe at the sudden shiver shooting up your legs.

using your phones flashlight, you navigate the halls, listening as her voice grows louder and louder.

you swing open the door, not even realising you’d be caught on camera — and there you are, in the distant corner.

“jinx.” you huff, crossing your arms over your chest bitterly. she whips her head around, braids smacking the side of her face with the force.

“sweets!”

“don’t you sweets me, jinx,” you sigh, leaning your weight on the shared doorframe. “you’ve woken me up. again. it’s 2 in the morning!”

you throw your arms up for emphasis, and it’s only then you hear the distant ping, the sound custom to one of jinx’s favourite songs.

‘u never said u had a girlfriend lol’ a $5 donation. your face flushes, and they continue coming in.

‘SHE HAS A GIRLFRIEND????’ $15.

‘lmaoo jinx got the thousand yard stare’ $50.

the live chat is going far too quick for you to read all the comments, but the donation comments are enough to tell you what everyone else has to say.

with a flick of jinx's wrist, she’s gesturing you over. when you hesitate she continues, nodding her head to guide you over. dejected, you saunter over, taking her hand in your own.

“my girlfriend guys!” she beams, taking her hand from your own to squish your cheeks, framing your face to the camera. “aren’t ya jelly? i’m too lucky.”

you swat her away, giggling when she doesn’t let up, pinching your cheeks between her fingers.

“gross.” you scrunch your nose playfully at her.

‘blink twice if ur being held hostage LMAOO’ $1.

of course you blink twice, and that’s enough to convince jinx to balk and shove you away.

“dude, you’re gonna get me demonetized!”

“if that means you’ll come to bed, i’ll take it.” you quip, pinching her cheek back.

zib zib to be cringe is to be free jinx says whilst tucking her hair behind her ear this wasnt proofread btw

how to draw arms ? ? 

I feel so called out??

#releasethetimebombcut

Screamed.