doryexe

my favourite best friends

☆ MY STRANGE ADDICTION ☆

☆ cw: fratboy!caleb x fem!reader, toxic, daddy, spit, spanking, mentions of smoking, cheating mentions, humiliation, degrading, praise, mutual begging

☆ soundbite: “Aw, what, is it, baby? Thought you were gonna be able to make me cum just with that filthy fucking mouth, huh? Poor dumb little girl… we both know I’m gonna win this silly game. So why don’t you just make it easy for us both and give up already, hm?”

☆ a/n: SURPRISE this is part 3 to ice cream cake (1) and teach me how to scream (2). it's kinda long but i'm just glad it's done ts has been stressing me lmaoo

“You wanna walk with me? He said he’s pulling up outside,” your friend asked, voice slightly raspy from the cough she’d been holding in after her last hit of the blunt. It didn’t feel like much of a request, though. The look on her face as she stood next to the front door, shrugging on a jacket, certainly said, ‘You’re walking with me whether you want to or not.’

Reluctantly, you stood up from your spot on the couch, which you were fairly certain you’d worn a dent in by this point. There were four of you in the living room—your best friend, her friend, and her friend’s friend. The names of the former two had faded from your mind hours ago, but at least you all had one thing in common: none of you had anywhere to go for winter break. You hadn’t bothered to ask why no one else was going home, not wanting to intrude, but everyone certainly knew why you were still on campus.

You wrapped the fuzzy blanket around you that had been thrown over the back of the sofa, too lazy to find your coat, and slid on a pair of slippers. As the two of you walked out of the apartment, leaves crunched beneath your feet, the air chilling you more than you’d expected.

“Where do you even know this guy from?” you said, your breath freezing mid-air.

“Uhh he was my lab partner in bio freshman year. He never really showed up, and he was kind’ve an ass,” she responded nonchalantly. “At least he’s not bad to look at.” The latter comment made the picture a bit clearer in your mind—the way you could see her eyes lighting up in your peripheral vision connected some of the dots.

“Mmmmh, well, if you were fucking him, we’d better get a discount on the weed.” She laughed at your comment, but you weren’t really joking. Anytime there was a break and all the campus plugs had gone home to spread holiday cheer or whatever it is that plugs do for winter break, they’d all jack the prices up—supply and demand, you know. Regardless, you didn’t have enough to last you guys the rest of the week—and this holiday situation was certainly something you weren’t going to face sober.

“Oh, I think that’s him,” she said, much to your relief, as the brisk air had worn through your makeshift robe already. Your thighs were barely covered by your pajama shorts—you were almost positive you’d catch a cold.

She pointed to a black Charger that was parked across the lot, ducked off beneath some trees, its windows tinted so dark, you could see your reflection in them. You were fixated on digging around in your pocket, searching for the ten-dollar bill that you’d crumpled up before you’d left.

The closer you got to the car, you could feel the bass of the music blaring through its speakers in your chest. Your friend had to tap on the window a few times to get the driver’s attention. You heard the window roll down, the smell of little cheap black-ice christmas trees and weed filled your nostrils. You were still on the hunt for the money when you heard a familiar voice.

“Well well well…” Your stomach dropped. Surely, when you looked up, you weren’t going to see who you thought you were going to see.

♡ ICE CREAM CAKE ♡

♡ warnings: fratboy!caleb x cheating fem!reader, drug use, dirty talk, caleb is kind of an asshole, spit, condescension, brat taming

♡ soundbite: "What is it, baby? Do you want a kiss, hm? You know kissing is really intimate. If your boyfriend wasn't going to leave you for being such a little whore and bouncing on my dick...surely if I kiss you, he'll have no choice but to break up with you. You know I'd--fuckkk--I'd hate to get in the way of a happy home."

♡ a/n: uhhh all of my fics got deleted... i'm SUPER annoyed but oh well. fratboy caleb pt 3 is finally done so imma repost the first two for the sake of continuity lmaooo

It was hot—too hot. Every inch of your skin was sticky with sweat as you desperately tried to focus on your breathing, worried that everyone else could hear how loud your heart was beating in your chest.

“She’s gone, man.” One of the voices spoke out from the couch on the other side of the tiny room that you couldn’t be bothered to try to identify. You gently tapped your foot in time with the song that played softly from someone’s phone —you wanted to ask what the name of it was, but every time you tried, you’d lose your train of thought, the cloud of smoke taking over all of your senses.

“Told you she was a lightweight.” This voice, you did recognize, and despite how calm you’d been only a few seconds earlier, your mood was ruined immediately.

“Shut the fuck up, Caleb.” Your tone lacked conviction. It came out as more of a question than an order, making the dark-haired boy across the room smile as he inhaled another round of smoke.

01/03/25; 10:00pm

{ drabbles / headcanons }

[ when they realize that you’re the true mc from behind the screen ]

featuring: sylus, zayne, xavier, rafayel, caleb (⺣◡⺣)♡ heh

notes: this is just my own take on the self aware au! i know other creators who’ve written their own self aware au’s (and have executed them amazingly well!), but i hope that you readers will give my story a chance, too ♡

SWEET TALK — Caleb

"What do you want to see tonight?" You ask into the laptop resting on your bed, crossing your legs as you wait for his response.

Three dots pop up in the chat box.

You lightly trace the floral pattern on your light blue stockings. They're new and a little itchy. You're hoping he asks you to take them off.

XYZ_02 loves when you strip, slowly unveiling your body inch by inch until you're completely bare.

Your laptop chimes, and you draw your eyes away from the lace to read the screen.

Me every time THE 3ardnpc posts a new Caleb fic bc it gives me scenarios to day dream about before bed religiously

Pairing: Jason Todd x Female Reader

Plot: A rare sunny day in Gotham, the perfect excuse to lounge around and pick out a book. But with Jason Todd as your man? Yeah, reading was never really in the cards.

The AC hums in the background, cool air washing over your skin, but the heat outside is thick, the kind that clings to your body even indoors. It's rare to get a day this sunny, so you're making the most of it, already daydreaming about curling up in your favorite spot by the window with a book.

Jason, on the other hand, is trying to watch TV. Trying being the keyword.

Because there you are, standing in front of the bookshelf, back to him, wearing the shortest fucking shorts he's ever seen. And you, completely oblivious to the effect you're having on him, are bent over just slightly, shifting your weight from one foot to the other as you skim through the titles.

You don't even notice how you wiggle your ass when you move, how the fabric of your little shorts rides up with every shift. His eyes track every motion, his fingers twitching against his thigh. He should look away, should focus on the screen, but how the fuck is he supposed to do that when you're standing there looking like that?

How never having seen a single Dan and Phil video feels right now

[ID: screenshot of zac oyama sitting on a couch and saying, “this is a huge moment for everyone but me.” End ID]

In a world of AO3 warriors, I'm forever a Tumblr Trooper...

Me searching for fanfics after watching a series/film/videogame/reading a book and becoming obsessed with that character:

how i feel opening up tumblr to read x reader ffs at my big age

When tumblr refreshes itself and the fic I was reading fucking disappears forever 💔

I’ve been searching for a smau I was reading for three days 😔

on EVERYBODY soul we ALL wanna crack clark kent 😂✌🏿

Welp Twitter might be dying so I thought I’d finally actually make an account here