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spankinganthologies · 3 months

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Stepmoms from Spankingwomen

"Is there any way we can not tell my dad about this?"

On Christmas Eve, Andrea cuts a deal with her new stepmother, a woman she barely knows when you get right down to it, in order to keep her father in the dark when it comes to a few winter break transgressions. The only thing Andrea didn't realize was that her stepmother, who was only 13 years older than her, was a firm believer in old school discipline.

When she agreed to take a spanking in exchange for secrecy, Andrea didn't realize she was going to be put over the knee to take a panties down, bare ass beating with a big nasty brush. By the time her eyes were blurry with tears, staring directly into the lights on the Christmas tree as she got her bottom blistered, she had already realized that maybe the smarter play would have been trying to charm her way out of punishment with her daddy.

(this should have happened to me fairly regularly, but it didn't)

It turned out, that despite her youthful appearance, Mary's new stepmother was rather old school when it came to matters of discipline. She knew how to handle a brat efficiently and effectively - even a brat well into her college years. Over the knee, skirt up and panties down - there was nothing Mary could say to talk her way out of it.

And it was as if her new stepmother was making up for lost time, for all those years that Mary had gone unspanked. When she took Mary across her knees, the spanking would seem to last forever, until Mary's poor bottom was red and swollen and her throat was sore from hollering.

It's an embarrassing routine but one that Trisha knows well.

Before being taken across her mother's lap and spanked, she is required to stand naked in the corner and think about the reasons she is not being permitted to wear clothes, about why she is going to be getting a spanking, how her bottom will be burning before too long and what exactly she needs to change in her behavior to avoid a scene like this playing out again in the future. Trisha knows she will be asked about these things both while getting her butt blistered and then in the immediate aftermath as well, so she knows that she had better have some good answers.

And then, the spanking itself.

Two sessions. First, her mother's hand, which is plenty bad enough. But then a humiliating naked trek down the hall and into her mother's bedroom, crying and bottom very much reddened already, to retrieve the hairbrush and bring it back to the living room. Then back over the knee for the finale which will leave Trisha squealing as her mother spanks some much needed sense into her with that evil brush. Face covered in snot and tears, Trisha will be stood back up (not allowed to rub her bottom at all) and the lecture will continue.

Finally, it's back to the corner, still naked, while she tries to catch her breath and stop boohooing. Now, her little backside is fire engine red. Shamefully, she's very damp between her legs - something that happens whenever she gets a damn good spanking. She can't help but think about how she'll masturbate for hours later before falling asleep. Her nipples are hard and ache. But the lesson is learned. If she can be a good girl in the corner, she will be allowed to get dressed and go upstairs before her father or brother get home.

She's going to spank that defiance right out of her spoiled step-daughter. All toughness will soon melt away and the tears will come. It's quite humbling to be crying like a baby with your jeans and panties around your knees and your bum rapidly turning bright red. A good spanking can really take a brat down a peg or two!

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If Candy's monster of a stepdaughter refused to listen to reason and continued down this path, then you can be damn sure Candy was going to do something about it.

Candy may have only been 14 years older than the bitch, but she knew in her heart she could teach her lesson. The little brat had never been spanked in her entire life and she also didn't have the guts to fight back. Even if she did, Candy could overpower her easily. She was 100% confident about that!

There was no faster path to a real and meaningful attitude adjustment than the path of a crimson behind and that was exactly the path Candy intended to take her stepdaughter down. She intended to take her over her knee, pull down her panties and give her the spanking of all spankings. Things were going to change. There was a new law of the land.

And after she blistered that nightmare's bare bottom, Candy intended to go to the store and find a suitable hairbrush - just like the one Candy's mother had used on Candy's behind years ago - and then she was going to put that hairbrush to good use going forward. The little brat may never love her, but she was damn sure going to respect her.

(okay, I wasn't a full-blown 'monster' or 'nightmare' but I'm sure she wanted to spank me plenty hard more than a few times!)

There were plenty of lessons learned with her butt bare and her panties down around her knees. Sometimes the cane, sometimes the strap - her mother was a resourceful woman who could punish a naughty bottom with the best of them. A countless number of their "little chats" ended in tears.

Mary's new stepmother has her own ideas about how to deal with errant young ladies, no matter how old they are or how mature they think they might be. It seems like Mary is in for a rather rude awakening.

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Jenny was always punished in the living room. This sometimes proved to be awkward as there were times when her stepmother sent her to her room to wait for a spanking. Then, when her stepmother decided she was ready, Jenny would have to come back downstairs where a chair would then be waiting in the center of the room. It was always the same: over-the-knee, panties down and one very sorry girl. The awkward (and most humiliating) part was the walk of shame back upstairs. Jenny would be trying not trip over her underwear, shuffling and still crying hard as she marched her fire engine red ass to bed.

Her stepmother was a cold, calm and firm disciplinarian. She was strict and knew how to spank. Jenny begged her father for reprieve, claiming she was far too old to be spanked, but he just shrugged. "If you don't want to be punished, then you need to learn how to behave," he would tell her and the matter would close.

The spankings themselves were long and painful. Both of Jenny's cheeks would be sore and swollen for days making sitting uncomfortable. But it wasn't just her ass that her stepmother would target. Oh, no. Jenny's stepmother spanked the backs of her thighs too. Hard smacks over and over causing Jenny to shriek and kick. Jenny would be left raw from the top of her bottom nearly to her knees. The rest of the girls on the swim team always knew when Jenny had earned herself another spanking.

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negandarylsatisfaction · 6 months

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[SUMMARY: Negan becomes tempted with his younger sisters bestfriend.]

Smut

“You are one hell of a fucking tease, you know that?”

It had been five years since you had last seen your bestfriend Trish, growing apart then finding your way back, you both had a lot to catch up on. For a few days now the two of you had been hanging out, filling each other in on life and what not. She was still living with her older brother like she always did. He was almost twenty years older than her and when their parents died when she was fifteen he took her under his wing. You didn’t remember much of her brother besides the fact that he rode his motorcycle, always had different women and sometimes got into trouble. He had a temper that you heard of, but you never really saw much of it. Negan did his best to not get this way around his sister, but the town knew how he was.

That night she invited you back to her place for pizza. The two of you laughing on the couch when you heard the door unlock. Trish continued her story but you couldn’t help but get distracted as her brother appeared from the door. He was more much rugged looking than you last remembered but still handsome, hints of gray in his hair, he closed the door behind him before you realized Trish was calling for you.

“Earth to Carmella” she snapped her fingers making you look back at her.

“I’m asking if you want another slice before my brother takes over this pie” she chuckled as he walked towards the two of you. He figured she was home hanging out with one of her friends as usual, he didn’t notice who you were.

“Negan, you remember Carmella? Don’t you?” He took a double take at you, a bit of a surprised expression on his face.

“Shit. Look at you” you smiled in response.

“Could you believe it’s been five years since we’ve seen her?” Trish continued as she got up to find the remote. She didn’t notice how her brothers eyes never left you.

“Five whole years huh” Negan muttered as his eyes wandered down to your bare legs crossed beneath your skirt. He quickly caught himself somehow forgetting you were staring right at him.

“Hi, Negan,” his eyes shooting right back up to yours.

“She might stay over a few days if that’s ok, we have some plans early tomorrow” Trish sat back beside you flipping open a magazine as Negan took a step back rubbing his hand over his lips. Shit, you had changed so much.

The way he was looking at you causing you a tingly feeling in the pit of your stomach. Never had he looked at you this way before but you knew this look, you definitely saw him look at other women this way growing up.

His lips slightly curving into half a smile as he winked at you.

“Hello?” Trish looked up catching his attention.

Negan cleared his throat looking over at his sister.

“Can she stay or what?”

“Stay here?” Shit, he didn’t think it was the best idea for you to be staying in the same house with him. Negan knew he was attracted to you and he knew how he was when he wanted a woman. He knew he had to keep his distance from you. There was only so much he would be able to hold back.

“No the Empire State Building, yes obviously here, Negan where else?” He looked at her with a raised brow.

“Watch that smart mouth-“

“You’re not the only one with a sarcastic mouth in this family big brother. So can she stay or what?”

“Sure,” Negan cleared his throat before walking out the living room.

“What the hells up with him?” Trish mumbled to herself as you watched him leave the room. Her eyes back in the book as you hid a smile with the way Negan had been looking at you.

The two of you watched a movie as you heard Negan upstairs on his phone. He cursed a lot, you figured he was talking to some girlfriend he must’ve had. He closed his bedroom door before Trish caught your attention.

“Carmella” you looked over at Trisha who seemed annoyed.

“Are you even watching the movie?”

“Of course I am” you insisted as you crossed your arms and faced the television.

After a bit Trish decided to shower before bed while you offered to clean up the kitchen. Negan walked in expecting to find his sister but instead found you tip toeing putting away things in the cabinet. He stood for a moment watching you struggle to reach high up. Each time you tip toed your ass poked out a bit beneath your skirt, the sight beginning to turn him on.

“Fuck me-“ he whispered just as you turned around and gasped.

“Oh Negan, I didn’t know you were there” you spoke innocently not having heard him. The counter in front of him blocking the view of his arousal. Had you not been distracted with what you were doing you would’ve noticed the way his eyes were glued on you.

“Do you think you can help me real quick?” You turned back to the cabinets.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, sweetheart” he pressed his lips together hoping you wouldn’t insist. He knew he wouldn’t be able to say no to you for long.

“What do you mean?” You laughed a bit confused.

“It’s fast I promise” he made his way behind you planning to quickly help you and leave, making sure he wasn’t too close behind.

“I just need help to put these back in that spot” you tip toed once again showing him where to place the bottles.

“Why the hell isn’t Trish helping you with this shit, she’s the one who made this mess” he mumbled to himself frustrated that he was some how in this position with you.

“Look, I’m sorry I won’t bother you again” you looked back at him confused by his attitude. Standing back down flat on your feet you accidentally stumbled a few steps back stopping with your ass against him.

“Oh-“ Your body froze feeling what felt like a boner against your ass. Your lips parted as you stood still.

“Shit” you heard him whisper, neither of you moving.

“Negan?” You whispered without turning back.

“I’m gonna need you to leave the room, sweetheart.” He knew if anyone was going to leave it would have to be you. If he moved an inch more it would only be towards you.

“Why don’t you?” You teased without looking back, apart of you wanting to see what he would do.

“Shit, just do as I fucking say.”

Of course, you didn’t.

“I saw the way you were looking at me before” you spoke softly.

“Carm-“ you purposely pushed yourself back against him making his dick press harder against you.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He groaned as you felt him place one hand on your hip without realizing his reaction. He spoke in frustration but his body acted another way.

“It doesn’t feel like you have a problem with it” You bent over a little more looking back at him. A sneaky smirk on your face you watched as he looked down at your ass mesmerized. Negan looked like he didn’t know what the hell to do with himself. He was breathing heavy, you could tell he was fighting himself from lifting up your skirt.

“Go ahead, I know you’ve been wanting to see..”

“You are one hell of a fucking tease, you know that?”

“Is it teasing?” A hint of sarcasm in your voice.

“Shit, you know I can’t” he spoke without taking his eyes off your ass.

“What are you afraid of your sister?” Your question making him look up directly at you.

“Fuck no”

“So then?” you reached behind pulling up your skirt when he suddenly grabbed hold of your wrist.

“Don’t start what you can’t finish”

“And who said I couldn’t?” You pulled your arm back before slowly pulling up your skirt showing the black thong you wore.

“Oh shit…” he whispered as he slowly pulled your ass against him. He almost felt as if he was about to burst right in his pants. Turning to him you pulled him close, his eyes looking down at you as if he was hypnotized.

“What the fuck” he panted just before you placed your lips on his. Without questioning it he pulled you close, his hand brushing through your hair, his tongue swirling with yours you quickly reached down and unzipped his pants. His dick hard throbbing in your hand, his breath close against your lips.

“Do you have a condom” you whispered as you stroked him making his eyes close, each touch just making it harder for him to hold back.

“Damn you, Carmella” his hand sliding up the back of your thigh. He began kissing your neck making you feel weak in the knees.

“Well…do you?” You rolled your eyes back as he lifted up your leg pushing your underwear to the side.

“I’ll pull out…I promise” he kissed you as you balanced yourself on one foot, tip toeing enough to let him slip right in. A satisfying groan escaping his lips as he felt himself inside you.

“God damn you-fuck-“ he choked out, his hands holding you tight.

“Go ahead, fuck me” you whisperered. He grabbed you harder wrapping your leg around his waist.

“What’s this fucking mouth you suddenly got on you?” He thrusted hard making you stumble back against the counter. A whimper making him chuckle.

“What’s the matter, sweetheart? Is this too much for you?” You moaned as he rocked his hips against you. Looking over his shoulder towards the door, you made sure his sister hadn’t come down until he roughly grabbed your face turning it back to him.

“What are you afraid?” He teased distracting you from any concern as a shot of pleasure ran through you. Your eyes rolling back

“Carmella, where are you?” Trish suddenly called for you making you gasp.

“I’m-I’m coming!” You called out to her making Negan grin.

“You sure are” he groaned running his hand through your hair, tugging it enough to pull your head back.

“Shit Negan-“ you panted as he tugged harder.

“You know what, I’ll be down there in a sec, wait for me” Trish responded.

“We have to stop” you whispered in a panic as he squeezed his eyes shut.

“Fuck”

“Negan!” You whispered hitting him on the arm as he thrusted once more before holding himself still. You realized he came.

“Did you just-“ Trish making her way down the stairs cut you off. Negan quickly pulled out turning away to zip up his pants as you quickly fixed your skirt. Turning away you looked down at the sink in panic turning on the faucet pretending to wash something.

“Thanks for cleaning up I’ll finish, you can go shower if you want” Trish came in the kitchen stopping to look at her brother who looked a mess.

“Why are you so sweaty?” He rubbed his face trying to catch his breath.

“Why’d you leave such a fucking mess” he retorted as he quickly walked out the kitchen.

“Why is he so damn moody today?” Trish whispered.

“Who knows” you muttered still a bit lost with what had just happened discreetly trying to catch your breath.

“Why don’t you go shower, I’ll finish up here”

Without saying a word you quickly turned away and made your way up the stairs to see Negan standing in the hall as if he was waiting for you. He quickly grabbed your arm pulling you toward him as he checked behind you to make sure his sister stayed down stairs.

“I cannot believe you fucking did that”

“Shh” he hushed you still looking down the stairs.

“No, I won’t shh. I didn’t think you were gonna do that-“ he suddenly yanked you into the bathroom cornering you against the wall in the dark.

“Well I didn’t think we were gonna fuck” he snapped back at you in a whisper leaving you silent. The tension still running high between the two of you.

“You promised” The way he was staring down at you, you could’ve sworn he was distracted all over again. He knew he promised, he swore he didn’t mean to do it on purpose but he had no idea the damn hold you were gonna have on him. Just thinking about it was turning him on all over again.

“Negan!” You slammed your hand on his chest.

“Alright!” He whispered back taking a step closer.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have done that but you made it a little fucking hard for me to pull out, sweetheart-“

“Oh did I?” You crossed your arms with a raised brow.

“Oh fucking yes. That pussy of yours is-“

“Carmella-“ Trish suddenly called from downstairs cutting him off.

“You left your phone down here someone’s calling”

“Look I didn’t do it on purpose alright” he whispered quickly before hearing his sister come up the stairs.

“Just go!” You shoved him out quickly closing the door and turning on the shower.

Trish came in leaving your phone on the sink as you stood in the shower. Staring at the wall you still couldn’t believe what you had just let happen. Never in a million years did you ever think you would sleep with Negan. What stressed you out more was wondering how on earth you were suppose to stay in Trishs home now. There was no way you could let this happen again.

#jeffrey dean morgan #negan #negan x oc #negan smut #negan fan fiction #twd fan fiction

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justmeinadaze · 1 year

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I'm In Control Part 14 (Steddie X You)

Warnings: Daddy Steve and Sir Eddie and all that that implies (I regret nothing!) Smut :)

Word Count: 3937

“Ok, and why do we need to be here for this?”, Avery asks as he looks through erotic books on the shelf.

“Because you four are young and I am old.”

You jump up trying to reach a cliché maids outfit hanging up on the wall. Steve sees you struggle and strides over to bring it down for you. Pressing it against you, you smile as you playfully display it for him and he sticks out his tongue as he shakes his head.

“That doesn’t really answer the question, TJ.” Eddie was browsing some of the toys down an aisle.

After work, your boss had asked if you and your clients could come with him to the adult store down the road. He had been seeing this woman who was younger than him and wanted to seem like he could keep up.

“Look, I just don’t want her to be disappointed, okay?”

“You make it sound like you were around in the 20s when you put a quarter in one of slot machines to view women pulling up their skirts above their knee.” You giggle at his lighthearted unamused face.

Steve grabs a schoolgirl style outfit and holds it up to you. You shake your head before reaching for the see-through nightie behind him with matching panties. He smiles, giving you a thumbs up before you toss it in his direction. You head towards Eddie who grins at you as you walk up, reaching for some fuzzy handcuffs and runs the material down your arm.

“Well, what is she into?”, Steve asks as he stands next Avery who was now looking at vibrators.

“I don’t know. We haven’t exactly had that conversation.”

All four heads turn to look at him. “Ok, that would be step one.”, Eddie sighs.

You hold out your wrists and he pops the cuffs open placing them on you but after noticing you wince; he shakes his head and immediately remove them. You silently point to the metal and bring to his attention the pieces that pinched your skin. His thumb comfortingly rubs the area before putting them back on the shelf and walking further down.

“It’s important to know what your partner is into.”

“Oh, really dad?” TJ turns to Steve and your cackle echoes through the store. Eddie bites his bottom lip to stifle his laugh as he watches you duck down to hide from Steve’s stern but joking glare.

“Yes, really. I mean, what if you like something she doesn’t and vice versa?”

From your hidden place, you see some handcuffs with a cute design along the outside. You hand them to Eddie who opens them and keeps a close eye on your face for any signs of discomfort. You grin as you try to pull at them but find yourself restricted.

“Good point. What are you guys into?”

The metalhead loops his finger around the chain and tugs you towards everyone else, your grin growing as you scoot quickly behind him.

“I’m sorry. Are we sleeping together?”, Steve asks sarcastically.

TJ rolls his eyes. “Seriously, come on! We’re in the porn field. No need to be shy here.”

“I kind of like being choked.”, Avery pipes up.

“Ah, baby. Me to.” You wrap your handcuffed arms around his neck. “But I also agree with Steve. That should be conversation between you and your partner.”

“Excuse me. Did I just hear you say you liked to be choked?” Your boss’s eyes scan you up and down. “I swear, every day you surprise me.”

“What? I’m not saying like Trisha Jameson choke me till I black out but like, you know?”

“No, sweetheart. We don’t know. Enlighten us.”, Eddie teases.

“It’s not just the act itself. It’s having a strong, confident man wrap his hand around your throat…making your brain go fuzzy as he fucks you.” You obnoxiously moan as you roll your eyes back making Avery laugh.

“Ok, I’m convinced. I will talk to her first. If angel here is into that and I had no idea then I need to have that conversation with her first.” TJ lightly pushes your shoulder as he heads for the exit; Avery smiling before doing the same.

“Mr. Munson.” You hold out your handcuffed wrists for him to free you.

“You think you’re pretty cute, don’t you?” Steve asks as Eddie removes the cuffs and disappears down the aisle.

You overdramatically turn 180 degrees from left to right making sure no one was listening as you place your hands behind your back, beaming up at him. “I do, Daddy.”

“Mhmm.” He looks down at you with a cocky stare. “See anything else you like?”, he gestures around the store.

“So many things.”, you giggle like a little kid. “But I trust you already know what within this place would make me cum the hardest.”

“I got a second set. Since you struggle to listen, little miss.”, Eddie grins as he flashes Steve a second set of handcuffs.

“How do you guys feel about toys? We’ve never talked about really.” Your eyes focus on the display of vibrators.

Steve shrugs. “Never had anyone we wanted to try them with.”

“Aw. That makes me feel special.” You smile up at him as he tries to contain his smile.

“Okay, you calm down.”

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The three of you were hanging out in your office during lunch when a familiar laugh caught your attention.

“Whoa, what happened there?”, Steve grinned in your direction.

“Shit. We said her name too many times.” You cringe as your door flies open and TJ strolls in with a tall, blond woman dressed from head to toe in a leather-bound outfit.

“Trisha, of course, you know my angel Y/N and these are the guys you were talking about, Eddie and Steve. Boys, meet Trisha Jameson.”

They politely get up to shake her hand but she pulls them both in aggressively for a hug.

“Oh my god! I am big fans of your work especially the show you’re doing. You two are just brilliant and obviously so sexy.” A tiny growl emits from your throat as she winks.

She throws herself down in one of your chairs as your eyes penetrate TJs. He returns it with a subtle hand gesture trying to signal you to be calm.

“Um, thanks. We’ve seen some of your stuff to. Kind of intense.”

She grins at Eddie. “Just the way I like it and apparently millions of other people to!”, she cackles.

Your annoyance slides into anger as she casually places herself between them. “So that show with Luke is ending soon, right? For the season I mean.” Her fingers trace Steve’s forearm and he awkwardly drops it from the arm rest as he nods.

“How would you feel about being in one of my movies? I know this one talked the younger one out of my production but you two are pros!”, Trisha points at you as she laughs.

She leans on Eddie’s shoulder batting her eyes as Steve tries to come in and help.

“Oh, that’s really a great offer but—”

“But they need to talk it over with me and Y/N first.” TJ cuts in.

She stands and playfully pouts. “I guess I can understand that. I’m throwing a party at my house on Friday. You all should come and we can talk about it then.”, Trisha’s eyes met yours with fake earnest. “This could be a game changer for them and you being a brand-new agent and all.”

“I’m sorry Trish. I didn’t hear anything you said. I was blinded by the whore of your outfit.”

TJ sighs, pressing his fingers into his eyes as Eddie and Steve turned to look at you.

“I like her. Always full of fire. Now make sure to wear something sexy. I know that may be hard for you little one.” She tosses you a fake smile as she exits your office.

You sarcastically laugh as you get up and start to follow her but TJ grabs your arm, turning you around. “One interaction. Can you just have one nice interaction with her? Her films do bring in a lot of money.”

“She’s so fake. I hate her.” Eddie chuckles at your tone. “Don’t laugh at me, Mr. Munson. I’m going to kick her ass one day.”

“Okay, but not today. Now…talk to your clients.”

“Wait. I thought you wanted to talk to us to?”, Steve asks.

“Oh, she already knows I’m going to tell you to do it but if you don’t want to, I understand. No matter what though we are ALL going to the party.” TJ opens his eyes wide in warning before he leaves and shuts the door.

You fold your arms as you pout. “She called me little one. I hate that. I only like it when you guys say it.”

Steve smiles as he pats his lap. “Come here, little one.”

You climb into his embrace, resting your head in the crook of his neck as he rubs your back.

“What are you guys thinking? I know you said you don’t really do this for the camera even though what we do isn’t the same as what that evil siren woman does but…ok, sorry. I’ll stop talking now.”

“It is a lot of money.” Eddie leans his elbows on his knees.

“Yeah, but it’s not like we need it right now. What do you think, baby? And answer honestly, without the name calling and the fact that you hate her.”, he laughs.

“I think… if it was someone different in control of the production who had your best interest in mind, I would consider it but also, Steve, you just started feeling more comfortable playing with Eddie like that and us using toys… Professionally it would be a good career move but emotionally and mentally, I think it’s a bad idea. And not because I hate her.” You grin as he leans up to kiss your forehead.

“Thank you.”, you whisper. “For trying to push her away. I didn’t like watching her touch you.”

“You know you don’t have to thank us for something like that.” Eddie reaches for your leg using it to pull his chair closer to you.

“I know…I just…I know her touches were subtle compared to how you’ve seen guys touch me in the past and I know it must have burned your skin as her venom seeped through but—”

Steve cut you off with a playful kiss as you smiled against his lips. “Stop it.”

Your grin grows as you slide off his lap and quickly bend down to kiss Eddie as well. “Now if you will excuse me, I have to find something sexy for Friday which apparently will be a challenge.”

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You’ve never had to clear your wardrobe with them. That wasn’t the type of dynamic you had but you knew when they saw you in the outfit you chose it may make them angry.

“Seriously. Look at Avery.” TJ gestures to the boy. “Kid looks super fly with his suit.”

“Super. Fly.”, Eddie repeats.

“I’m just saying. These other guys are going to upstage you.”

The metalhead looks around, pointing at the half naked men in spandex shorts. That wasn’t abnormal for Trisha Jameson. She hired other actors and strippers to basically be eye candy for the night for her party guests. TJ wasn’t too far off in his objection since everyone else was dressed in some type of suit or fancy dress. Well, the men were. At Trisha’s parties, she preferred women stood out differently. Steve and Eddie threw on their jeans and casual shirts, Steve in a polo and Eddie in a rock band t-shirt.

“Why are you boys not inside?”, you asked as you walked up to the group.

“We’re waiting for you. We always—” Your boss stopped speaking when he saw you. All four jaws practically dropped, gawking at your leather dress. It cut off mid-thigh but your black leather boots took over just above your knees. Your skin was exposed along your chest as chains draped down your chest. Your hair flowed down your back along your thin straps and sleeveless arms. The outfit hugged your body just right, showing off every beautiful curve.

“Well, are we going in or what?”

“I’m sorry. Who are you?”, your boss asks making you giggle.

Both your boys looked like they were having trouble catching their breath. Their eyes hungrily racked across you repeatedly.

I’m in control.

You jokingly roll your eyes as you walk past them and head towards the house. You hear them hurry after you as their feet loudly bang against the pavement.

“Y/N, you look fantastic.”

“Thank you, Avery. At least someone has manners! Eddie? Steve?” You felt a sense of giddy pride at the fact that you had rendered them speechless.

“I think you broke my actors, angel. Hell. I’m telling you. Always surprising me.” TJ opens the door as everyone enters the house. It was blanketed in red light and loud music beat against the walls. “Ok gentlemen come with me!”

“Hey actually can you take Eddie here. I just need to talk to Y/N real fast.”

TJ nods as Steve grabs your hand and pulls you down the hallway before finding an empty bathroom. As soon as the door shuts, he pushes you roughly against it as his lips crash down to yours. You moan as he grinds his hips against yours.

“Tell me, baby. Tell Daddy that you want him.” His voice was gruff and dripping with desperation.

“Please, Daddy. Fuck me.”

His lips have trouble keeping up with yours as he fumbles with his belt before sliding down his pants and boxers enough to free his cock. Steve spits in his hands, stroking it along his length as you lift your leg to wrap around his waist. After moving your panties to the side, he breaches your entrance and you bit down on his shoulder to muffle your pleasure filled scream.

His face falls into your neck, his hand gripping your leg as he pounds into you.

“You look so fucking sexy in that dress. Did you know it would drive Daddy crazy?”

“No—mmm—I thought you might be angry.”

His hips grind against yours pushing him deeper inside you. “No, pretty girl. I’m not angry. Fuck.”

“I’m glad you like my dress, Daddy.”

“Jesus. When we get home, I’m going to fuck you over and over again in this dress till your begging Daddy to stop. Fuck! Cum for me, honey.”

Steve’s hand covered your mouth as he thrust into you rapidly. He felt your body tremble as you came and he removed his palm from your lips to hold you tighter to him as he chased his much-needed release. He grunted in your ear, whimpering your name as he came inside of you.

You both stood still, panting together as you clung to him. “Are you…okay, Daddy?”

Steve’s head lifted up to place a tender kiss on your lips. “Yeah, sweetheart. I’m okay. I just… you look so good. Fuck Trisha.”

You smile as he reaches for some tissue, gently lifting your leg again as he descends to his knees to clean you. Your fingers run through his hair as he trails small pecks along your inner thigh.

“I love you, baby.” Your smile grows as you wrap your arms around him, pulling him in for a hug.

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Eddie grinned coyly at you and Steve as you both reappeared into living room everyone was sitting in.

“Wow! Is that Y/N?”, Trisha exclaims as you sit across from her. “Well, if I hadn’t seen it with my own two eyes, I never would have believed she looked so good in leather like that!”

“Oh, Trisha! You’re always too kind! After wearing this, I’m surprised someone at your age can still pull of this look.” TJ sighs as you smile in her direction.

“So funny! Let’s go talk in my office! It’s quieter!”

You four follow her down a long hallway as the music begins to fade. She allows your clients and you into her office but puts out her arm when your boss tries to do the same.

“No, no. Not you, big boy. I think this would be a good experience for Y/N to negotiate by herself.”

“Oh, um. I guess that’s fine.” As the door begins to close, he mouths the words be nice before it fully shuts him out and it’s just you and her.

“So, what did you decide?”, Trisha ask leaning on her desk in front of you.

“We decided that we’re going to pass but thank you for the offer.”, Eddie grins politely up her from his chair.

“Hm. I think that’s a bad idea.” Her face falls but you notice she reaches out with her foot to caress his leg. “Not just for your careers but,” a small moan escapes her lips. “What I wouldn’t give to make you two gentlemen fall apart underneath my boots. Don’t you agree, Y/N?”

She giggles as you glare up at her.

“I mean, I know they are clients but, fuck, they are attractive, aren’t they? HAVE you ever thought about throwing caution to the wind and just…” You growl as she winks at Steve.

“Trisha…”

“No. No, no, Sir. I got this.” They watch with amused eyes as you stand to face her.

“See, Trish, do you know what I hate most about you? How fake you are. This?”, you gesture at her ensemble before pointing absently around the room. “This is all for show. I know you like to think you’re in charge and that you’re in some kind of control but the truth is you’re just a little girl playing dominate.”

You step closer to her as she straightens up folding her arms.

“If you were a real dom you would know the goal isn’t to push someone past their comfort zone until they yell the safe word. THAT’S why I would never let any of my clients work with you.”

“It’s too bad, honestly. I imagine these two could have you on your knees begging for more. Grab your throat with those big hands and throw you against a wall, stretching you open with their thick cocks.”

Trisha swallows a moan at your words.

“But I wouldn’t know since I’m an unattractive, little one.” You wink at her as you turn around and sit back down in the chair across from her desk. “Oh, and if you ever touch them in a flirty way again, I’ll make you regret it. Do you understand?”

She stared at you, too dumb founded to speak.

“Hey.” Steve’s stern tone made her jump. “She asked you question.”

“When asked a question, it’s only polite to answer.”, Eddie followed.

“I understand…”

“Good girl. Well boys, I guess we’re done here.”

“Yes, ma’am.”, they replied in unison as Steve opened the office door for you.

TJ was outside waiting, following you guys as you hastily walked past. “What happened? What did you say? Does she hate us?”

“No, if anything she respects us more now.”, you reply with a smile. “Look, we’re going to go, ok?”

“Hey, hey, hey. We had a new rule remember?!”

After your display in Trisha’s office, you found yourself extremely antsy and you could tell Eddie was to as his fingers kept tracing the leather material along your back.

“There’s no one here they would want to work with especially if they’re associated with her. Plus, Avery is around here somewhere. Promote him.”

“Hm. He went into one of these rooms with one of the pantless men running around here.”

“Good for him! You should do the same.” Steve patted him on the back as Eddie almost aggressively pushed you both forward.

“See you Monday!”, you giggled.

The three of you practically ran to the parking lot. “Shit. I forgot we rode here with TJ.”

Smiling, you toss him your keys. Eddie sandwiches you between himself and your car, kissing your neck as his fingers reach under the back of your dress to run through your folds.

“So wet, Sweetheart. Did you like having that power over her?”

“Mmm—yes, Sir. Did you like watching it?”

“I like watching you take care of us. I like that you belong to us. And I love this fucking dress.”

“Yeah?”

Steve unlocked the doors and you both crawled into the backseat. “Yeah, Princess, I do. Did Daddy already show you how much he loved it?”

“He did.”, you beamed up at him. “Daddy said he was going to fuck me in it until I was begging him to stop.”

Eddie tugged down your panties and tossed them in the front seat towards Steve. “Well, Daddy’s gonna have to get in line.”

He threw a sarcastic smile towards the backseat as the metalhead grinned back. You pulled at his belt, stumbling over the button on his jeans. When you finally got his cock free, he flipped you around on to your hands and knees before guiding himself into your entrance.

“Fuck”, Eddie moaned as he pressed his body down on top of yours, pumping his hips till you felt him grazing that spot deep inside of you. His fingers intertwine with yours as he kisses the skin along your shoulder. “You’re so fucking gorgeous. You always feel fucking amazing.”

“Say it again, Sir. Tell—mmm—tell me who I belong to. Please.”

He smiles as he releases your hand to wrap his palm around your throat. “You belong to us, baby. You’re ours. We love you so much. Right, Daddy?”

“Yes, Sir.” Steve confirms with a strained breath. You know he’s struggling to focus on his current task as he listens to the two of you behind him.

“I’m…I’m…”

Eddie lets go of your throat, reaching between your legs to press circles into your clit. “You have to ask, princess. ‘I’m’ isn’t a question.”

“Fuck, it feels…I can’t…”

“Yes, you can. Come on, beautiful.”

“Can…can I…can I cum, Sir?” He whispers permission as he thrusts harder into you. All you can do is scream please as you cum, clawing at his hand between your legs.

“There you go. Atta girl. Such a good fucking girl.” He continues to murmur praises between grunts and pants as his fingers grip into your hips.

You feel his body shake behind you as his seed fills your insides. You both fall flat against the seats but Steve’s sudden breaking pushes you guys forward. Eddie’s hand immediately shot out to grab the seat in front of him to keep you both from tipping over on to the floor.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Harrington!”

“I know! I’m sorry. This asshole in front of me…”

The metalheads hand gently moves your hair out of your face as he checks you. “Are you ok, honey?”

He smiles when he hears your laugh. “Are you?! I would imagine that tugged on you a little bit.”

Eddie kisses your lips as he lightly smacks your ass before pulling out. “I had some cushiony protection.”

“That thing you did with your hand was kind of hot.”

“What? Keeping us from flying into a windshield?”

“Calm down, Munson. It wasn’t that drastic.”, Steve rolls his eyes.

“No,” you giggle. “Protecting me. Making sure I don’t get hurt like that.”

He pulls up his jeans and positions himself behind you on your side as he cuddles you to him. “Sweetheart, after everything that’s happened, if I can protect you from being hurt ever again, I would.”

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monasims-gallery · 11 months

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In my DnD game next session my players are *infiltrating* a fancy party, and I decided to give all the NPCs who are also OCs portraits to do some visual storytelling with them.

Characters are arranged so no one's name gets cut off as there's two different image sizes. You can tell who belongs with who with the background colors.

CC Links and Credits under the cut, for my simblr peeps

Some other fun lore and world stuff under the cut as well

Gregor Le'Chelle: Skintone, Skin Overlay(Pallor), Skin Marking, Eyes*, Hair, Hair Overlay, Ears, Eyeliner, Lip color, Blush, Earrings, Top, Undershirt, Pants, Boots

Tiffany Le'Chelle: Skintone, Ear Preset, Eyeshadow, Blush, Lipstick, Hair, Hair Overlay, Hair Pin, Earrings, Necklace**, Dress, Undershirt*** Ring

Kristoff Tele: Skintone, Antlers, Ears, Face Markings***, Eyeshadow(64), Eyeliner***, Blush***, Lip color, Lip tattoo***, Hair***, Outfit***, Sword Belt

Damian Le'Chelle: Skintone, Skin Overlay(Pallor), Skin Markings, Ears, Eyeliner, Eyeshadow***, Blush, Lip color, Hair***, Outfit,

Lucille Belle: Skintone, Ears, Blush***, Eyeliner, Eyeshadow***, Lip color, Hair, Nails, Circlet, Earrings, Top, Pants, Boots

Lucia Iuliana: Eyes, Eyeshadow***, Eyeliner, Blush***, Lip color, Necklace, Top, Pants, Boots

Trisha Le'Chelle: Skintone, Ear Preset, Body Markings, Face Markings, Eyeliner, Blush, Lipstick, Hair, Earrings, Necklace, Top, Gloves, Glove Acc, Skirt(Mesh), Shoes

Her skintone is probably either Lore or Moonlit but tray importer wouldn't tell me so I have no idea

Derayth Whitehawk: Skintone, Ears, Blush, Body Blush, Eyeliner, Eyeshadow, Lipstick, Wings, Hair, Circlet, Earrings, Shoulder Armor(desertwindchimes), Dress**, Rings, Nails***

*Used for all the elves

**Simsfinds

***TSR

Many thanks to: @strangestorytellersims, @wistfulpoltergeist, @shandir, @myfawnwysimblr, @ravenpuffsims, @okruee, @btsims, @tzuhu, @lamatisse, @pralinesims, @thepeachyfaerie, @oydis, @yakfarm, @praleska, @zeussim, @crypticsim, @eggbeatersims, @northernsiberiawinds, @evilquinzel, @sforzcc, @taty86, @berryqueercc, @oranos, @mercisims, @remussirion, @regina-raven, @sentate, @boonstoww, @jewishsimming, @gilded-ghosts, @arltos, @twisted-cat, @simbience, @woodlandpalette, @ravensim, @serenity-cc, @pictureamoebae, @its-adrienpastel, @sychik, @obscurus-sims, @kaguya-fox, @shushilda, @mmsims, @saruin, @rona-sims

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-The Le'Chelle's, Lucille, and Synthia are Sun E.lves

-Kristoff is a Winter E.ladrin

-Lucia and Marah are human

-Derayth is a full A.variel and Aymeric is half A.varial and half Sun E.lf

-Mayeve is a D.row

-Remiel is an A.asimar, and of a subrace specific to my setting

-Gregor & Tiffany are married, Damian & Trisha are Married, Marah & Aymeric are engaged, Mayeve & Synthia are Married, and Derayth & Lucille are married.

-Though the setting is steampunk, it's uncommon for anyone not of the Clergy to wear clockwork parts, marking Remiel as part of the church.

-A few characters are in cultural garb rather than what's fashionable in the city: Marah, Derayth, and Mayeve are all wearing more traditional clothes for their cultures.

-Marah and Aymeric swapped Holy Symbols, can you spot them?

#the makeup is linked for a change because I know how hard it can be to find makeup that looks natural on fantasy skintones #it makes them look so much more alive so these are some makeups I actually use a lot #maybe resource page someday #sims 4 #ts4 #sims 4 lookbook #ts4 lookbook #dnd sims shannanigans

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 1 year

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Fuck it I'm writing BNHA/Most Popular Girls in School crossover headcanons

Brittnay Matthews is technically a Vigilante who skirts legal prosecution by being an enforcer for MacKenzie's squad. If anything dark and violent needs doing, it's Brittnay's job to handle. Her Quirk: Brute Force! Her anger literally fuels her strength, and the more pissed she is, the stronger she gets.

MacKenzie Zales is the daughter of one of the most cutthroat businesswomen in the Hero industry, and the cheer squad is almost like a mini-agency for idol-type Heroes a la the Wild Pussycats. Her Quirk: Medusa! She can use her hair as a projectile weapon by shooting the strands, or as a melee weapon. Unfortunately her hair grows at a normal rate and isn't too stronger than normal hair, so it causes hair loss if she isn't careful.

Trisha Cappalletti is still the sweet airhead she always is, and she does all of the paperwork for the squad. Her Quirk: Bottleup Blast. She can basically store energy and "bottle it up" in a small burst of strength and power. This makes her cheerleading skills second-to-none, but she rarely uses it for combat because she's nonconfrontational. If she's pissed off though, it'll come out unintentionally through her voice in a blast of power...like if someone fails to WATCH THE FUCKING DOOR.

Deandra the New Girl is a bit of a wildcard that's got Hero, Vigilante, and Villain friends and allies. Nobody knows how she does it, to be honest. Her Quirk: Caloric Overload! She can convert calories into physical strength and energy at a far faster rate and greater effect than humans usually do. As a result, she has to eat a LOT to keep herself active. Unfortunately she still has IBS so that means her constant eating results in...well. She still got her arms ripped off by the Van Burens and the cheer squad, but the Overland Park Support Squad hooked her up with her robotic prosthetic.

#mpgis #bnha #.myshit #.sillyshit #.mpgis #.bnha

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pixelnrd · 3 days

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Hello! I was just wondering WCIF the link Clover's outfit that she is wearing from the three Gen 9 1970s Decades Challenge posts? Thanks!

Hiiii I wasn't really sure which outfit you were referring to? So I thought I'd answer with the two outfits that Clover wore most in the 1970s in her adolescence. If I'm wrong send me another ask!

This outfit from Clover's early adolesence is the Trisha t-shirt and the Penny jeans (both by @clumsyalienn).

This outfit after Clover became punk is a combo of the Ida jacket (also by clumsyalienn) and the skirt is from this pack here (the Vivienne skirt).

#wcif

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costumeloverz71 · 9 months

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Claire Fraser (Caitriona Balfe) Grey coat and skirt.. Outlander (2014-).. Costume by Trisha Biggar.

#claire fraser #caitriona balfe #outlander #trisha biggar

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hellafluff · 1 year

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Sim Lookbook | VTM | Misery White | Nosferatu

Everyday Top | Harness | Pants | Boots

Work Top | Pants | Shoes (BG)

Sleep Lingerie

OC talk and little bonus edit under cut

This was a lot of fun to make, I'm have the screenshots for Brody, Kelsey, and Trisha ready for editing too but ofc I HAD to start with Misery :D My Sims game was anything but cooperative during this tho, for some reason its taking 80 years to load save files rn idk man

ALSO! I'm sure I'm missing something on the link list. I KNOW I'm missing the rose tattoo link but i literally cannot find the file in my mods folder to see the creator. it's driving me mad someone help

anyway i dont have any good hair cc for Sim Misery so I keep them bald BUT I doodle her hair when i was editing and its very cute :)

#vtm #vampire the masquerade #nosferatu #the sims 4 #ts4 #lookbook #ts4 lookbook #misery #oc #vtm oc #vtmb #vtmb oc #edit craze #body horror #<= forgot an important tag lol

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kayssweetdreams · 10 months

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A "Perfect" Vacation Ch 2

A Few Days Later...

The Wonder Stars and their friends were currently walking through Timeville, excited for Summer vacation to finally hit. The kids all had a buttload of plans for the week out of school, from Leo heading to the beach for the week, to Yuri going to travel out of town. "This summer vacation is gonna be AWESOME!!" Haoyu shouted in joy "I'm gonna Fly across the U.S in my Plane!" He said.

"That's awesome Haoyu! I'm going to visit some relatives." Emma said. "Maybe we'll see each other!" Mei said as she was looking over various dumpling recipes that she and her mom were going to try. "Yeah! But still, a WHOLE 3 months out of school, and nothing but sun and fun!!" Kaylo cheered. The kids giggled at her enthusiasm as they passed by a few shops.

As they passed by a TV Shop however, that's when a news bulletin was seen "...In other news, The Previously convicted Primrose Gaillot had escaped from Timeville Asylum. The authorities are currently searching for her whereabouts, but are having no such luck so far." A news anchor said. The kids couldn't believe what they were hearing. Madame Prim was FREE?! The same woman that had brainwashed hundreds of girls (including Yuri and Kaylo) and tried to do the same to them was out of her padded cell?

Yuri's heart began to race as she began to panic. If she was free what's to say that she wouldn't do the same thing to her again? After all, she and Kaylo were the last ones to have entered the school, and they were the ones that started the revolution against the school. What's to say that she didn't have a vendetta against her and Kaylo and would want to finish what she started?

Yuri's began to get short of breath "S-She's free! She's actually free! She's gonna get us! She's gonna brainwash us again! She's Probably gonna come in my sleep! And kidnap me! We're doomed! We're-" Yuri was stopped by Mei placing her hands on her shoulders "Yuri. It's going to be OK. Madame Prim isn't going to kidnap you in your sleep. The whole town knows that she's free, and she's probably long gone. And her precious school is pretty much wrecked and taken in by the town, so she can't stay there again." She said.

Yuri calmed down by her words, until the kids all heard a loud THUD. Looking down, they saw Kaylo was lying on the ground unconscious. "I guess she fainted over when she heard the news." Rebecca said as the kids looked over her fallen body. "Well, on the bright side, the Bruno manison isn't that far, we could just drag her back and tell her mom what happened." Trisha Jane said. The kids nodded as Mei and Haoyu grabbed her arms and dragged unconscious body back to the Bruno Mansion, all the while, Yuri was looking over her shoulder in fear of Madame Prim.

When the kids finally did make it to the Bruno Mansion, They were greeted by a very worried Thea Bruno "OH MY GOODNESS!! WHAT HAPPENED?!" She yelled out "Erm...Maybe we should get Kaylo inside first...she's heavy!" Haoyu said as he struggled under the weight of Kaylo's many hoop skirts and petticoats. "Come in. After Kaylo wakes up please tell me what's going on." She said, as the kids walked into the large and colorful manison, hoping to get the full story.

Mei belongs to @sundove88

Rebecca belongs to @thehypercutstudios/@thehyperrequiem

Trisha Jane belongs to @lovelyteng

#Balan Wonderworld #Balan #Lance #Leo Craig #Emma Cole #Jose Gallard #Fiona Demetria #Yuri Brand #Haoyu Chang #Sana Hudson #Cass Milligan #Cal Suresh #Iben Bia #Attilio Caccini #Lucy Wong #Eis Glover #Bruce Stone

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jupvter · 18 days

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MY NAME IS TRIISHA MY HAIR IS SHIIINY MY TEETH ARE PEEERFECT MY SKIRT IS TIINY IT BARELY COOOVERS MY PERKY TIINY MY NAME IS TRISHA I MAY NOT BE SMART

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campbitch · 7 months

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below the cut you will find the shadyside high school yearbook, featuring the senior class of 1998.

TRISHA CONRAD:

likes — shopping in the mall her dad owns, gary fresno, giving fabulous parties

remembers — the murder game, the senior table at pete's pizza

dislikes — rich girl jokes, bad karma, overalls

quote — "what you don't know will hurt you."

CLARK DICKSON:

likes — debra lake, poetry, painting

remembers — trisha's party, the first time he saw debra

dislikes — nicknames, dentists, garlic pizza, tans

quote — "fangs for the memories."

JENNIFER FEAR:

likes — basketball, antique jewelry, cool music

remembers — the doom spell, senior cut day, hanging with trisha and josie

dislikes — the way people are afraid of the fears, pierced eyebrows

quote — "the only thing to fear is fear itself."

JADE FELDMAN:

likes — cheerleading, expensive clothes, working out

remembers — ice cream and gab fests with dana

dislikes — cheerleading captains, ghosts, sat prep courses

quote — "you get what you pay for."

GARY FRESNO:

likes — hanging out by the bleachers, art class, gym

remembers — cruising down division street with the guys,

dislikes — his beat up civic, working after school every day, cops

quote — "don't judge a book by it's cover."

KENNY KLEIN:

likes — jade feldman, chemistry, latin, baseball

remembers — the first time he beat marla newman in a debate, junior prom with jade

dislikes — nine year olds who like to torture camp counselors, cafeteria food

quote — "look before you leap."

DEBRA LAKE:

likes — sensitive guys, tennis, clark's poems

remembers — baskeetball games, when clark painted her portrait

dislikes — possessive boyfriends and jealous girlfriends

quote — "i would do anything for you, but i won't do that."

STACY MALCOLM:

likes — sports, funky hats, shopping

remembers — running laps with mary, stuffing our faces at pete's, mr. morley and rob

dislikes — psycho killers, stealing boyfriends

quote — "college, here i come!"

JOSH MAXWELL:

likes — debra lake, debra lake, debra lake

remembers — hanging out at the old mill, senior camp out, coach's pep talks

dislikes — funeral homes, driving his parents' car, tomato juice

quote — "sometimes you don't realize the truth until it hits you right in the neck."

JOSIE MAXWELL:

likes — black clothes, black nail polish, black lipstick, photography

remembers — trish's first senior party, the memorial wall

dislikes — algebra, evil spirits (including marla newman), being compared to her stepbrother josh

quote — "the past isn't always the past — sometimes it's the future."

MICKEY MEYERS:

likes — jamming with the band, partying, hot girls

remembers — swimming in fear lake, the storm, his first gig at the underground

dislikes — dweebs, studying, girls who diet, station wagons

quote — "shadyside high rules!"

MARLA NEWMAN:

likes — writing, cool clothes, being a redhead

remembers — yearbook deadlines, competing with kenny klein, when josie put a spell on me (ha ha)

dislikes — girls who wear all black, guys with long hair, the dark arts

quote — "the power is divided when the circle is not round."

MARY O'CONNOR:

likes — running, ripped jeans, hair spray

remembers — not being invited to trisha's party, rat poison

dislikes — social studies, rich girls, cliques

quote — "just say no."

DANA PALMER:

likes — boys, boys, boys, cheerleading, short skirts

remembers — senior camp out with mickey, homecoming, the back seat

dislikes — private cheerleading performances, fire batons, sharing clothes

quote — "the bad twin always wins."

DEIDRE PALMER:

likes — mysterious guys, sharing clothes, old movies

remembers — the cabin in the fear street woods, sleepovers at jen's

dislikes — being a "good girl", sweat socks

quote — "what you see isn't always what you get."

WILL REYNOLDS:

likes — the turner family, clubbing, playing guitar

remembers — the first time clarissa saw him without his dreads, our booth at pete's

dislikes — lite fm, the clinic, lilacs

quote — "i get knocked down, but i get up again..."

TY SULLIVAN:

likes — cheerleaders, waitresses, fears, psychics, brains, football

remembers — the graveyard with you know who, kenny klein's lucky shot

dislikes — painting fences, valentine's day

quote — "the more the merrier."

CLARISSA TURNER:

likes — art, music, talking on the phone

remembers — shopping with debra, her first day back to school, eating pizza with will

dislikes — mira block

quote — "real friendship never dies."

MATTY WINGER:

likes — computers, video games, star trek

remembers — the murder game (good one, trisha)

dislikes — people who can't take a joke, finding clark's cape with josh

quote — "don't worry, be happy."

PHOEBE YAMURA:

likes — cheerleading, gymnastics, big crowds

remembers — that awesome game against waynesbridge, senior trip, tailgate parties

dislikes — when people don't give it their all, liars, vans

quote — "today is the first day of the rest of our lives."

***stacey, will, clarissa, and phoebe are poc, being depicted in their images as black (stacey, will, clarissa) and asian (phoebe).

#✰* — ˗ˏˋ fear street seniors ˎˊ˗

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