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caramel-whiskeys-writing · 7 months

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Black Butler Preference ~ Little Affectionate Things They Do

Black Butler Masterlist

Sebastian

Looks into your eyes deeply keeping you in a locked gaze.

Soft kisses on both cheeks and head when people aren't looking.

interlocks your fingers if Ciel isn't around. Sometimes leaves a gentle kiss on them.

Loves running his unglove hands slowly through your hair.

Whispering sweet loving words in your ear while hugging him.

Placing kisses on your shoulders and the nape of your neck while you're busy doing something.

Towering over you while looking at your lips.

Grell

Smiles during any and all kisses.

Pulls you in by your waist and smiles with the widenest grin.

Cuddles and nuzzles your face into her chest before kissing the top of your head.

Loves tracing your features with her eyes as you sleep next to her.

Lifts you up during a hug and swirls you around.

Goes under the covers and lying on top of you as she giggles.

Claude

Leans over you while you stare at his lips after he teases you.

Pushes you against any walls nearby with a smirk on his face.

Loves leaving trails of kisses on your collar making your hold in whimpers.

Rolls on top of you and cradles your face in his hands and slowly kisses you.

Hugs you tight without saying a word when you're having a tough time.

Almost always gets your attention by gently holding your chin.

William

Cups your face in his hands and then tells you over and over "You. You are the one."

Loves giving back hugs and will also take in your scent.

Rests his head on your shoulders when he's tired.

Pulls you in by your leg and puts his hands dangerously high on your thighs.

Gently rubs your waist while lying close together

Leaving trails of tender kisses along your neck then nuzzling into you.

Any Requests?

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lyranova · 10 months

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What Could Have Been a Happily Ever After

Hiya guys! So i didn’t feel like doing a request today so instead i just wrote this AU where Zera and William get their “happily ever after” that they were cheated out of in the main timeline 😆! I hope you all enjoy~!

Cyraleona Vermillion belongs to @thoughtfullyrainynightmare and Dusk belongs to @loosesodamarble

Word Count: 1,309

Warnings: Mentions of Pregnancy and Birth

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Zera awoke with a start. She placed a hand on her chest in order to steady her breathing, she had that dream again, the one where she died giving birth to her son Alistar. She felt her husband sit up beside her and wrap his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.

“ Are you alright? Did you have another bad dream?” William asked softly as he pulled her closer, Zera took a deep breath and nodded.

“ I’m fine, don’t worry.” She told him softly as she leaned back and rested her head against his chest.

“ Was it the dream where you died?” He asked quietly and Zera nodded.

While it had been a close call when Alistar was born, they had managed to save Zera. She had to be on bed rest and in the infirmary for a while, but she eventually recovered. But that didn’t stop her from having bad dreams about that day.

“ Do you think they’ll ever go away?” She asked William, he inhaled before nodding.

“ I think they will eventually.” He kissed the top of her head, the couple looked as they heard someone knock and shout from the other side.

“ Mom, Dad, breakfast is ready!” William and Zera looked at each other before laughing. Zera placed one last kiss onto her husband's lips before getting out of bed. Her husband shook his head before he also climbed out of bed. The couple quickly got ready for the day before they headed out.

Sitting in the dining room were their middle and youngest children; Sebastian and Daisy. After Alistar was born the couple had made the decision to not have any more children, they didn’t want to risk Zera’s health.

But fate had other plans.

A year after Alistar was born Zera found herself pregnant again with their second son Sebastian. After the two talked about whether they wanted to keep the pregnancy or not they decided to talk it over with Owen and get his opinion. He told them that if they wanted to keep it, they could take extra precautions with Zera and even keep her in the infirmary. They talked it over a bit more and eventually decided to keep it.

Zera’s pregnancy and delivery had been a lot easier with Sebastian’s then Alistar’s, which made everyone feel relieved. And 5 years after Sebastian was born came their little girl Daisy.

“ Good morning kids,” Zera said cheerfully as she walked into the dining room. She kissed her 13 year old daughter on the head before walking over to her 18 year old son and kissing his cheek. “ Breakfast looks amazing!”

“ Thank you, we used some of the fresh herbs from your garden to season the omelets.” Daisy said proudly, Zera almost winced as she could imagine the pain her plant babies were in at having their leaves plucked from their stems. But gently reminded herself that was what those plants were intended for.

“ Where’s Alistar?” William asked curiously as he patted his son on the shoulder and kissed his daughter's head before pouring himself a cup of coffee. Sebastian snorted at the mention of his older brother.

“ He already left for the Golden Dawn base, apparently there is a joint mission with the Black Bulls today. So he wanted to leave extra early.” Sebastian said with a chuckle, and everyone looked at each other with a knowing look. Alistar wanted to get there early so he could spend some time with Hikari Yami.

Of course the two weren’t dating, but everyone in the family knew he had a crush on the young woman.

“ I see,” William said with a chuckle. “ but if that’s the case then why are you still here? Shouldn’t you have gone with him?” He asked curiously and Sebastian sighed.

“ I was going to, but I wanted breakfast first. Besides, the mission doesn’t start for another 2-3 hours so I have time.” Sebastian said with a shrug, he had inherited his mother’s time management skills, which meant he was going to wait until the very last minute to leave.

“ He’s also hoping to catch a glimpse of Cyraleona Vermillion before he goes to the base,” Daisy said with a grin. Sebastian turned to look at his sister with a bright red face and wide eyes.

“ I-I am not!” He said quickly as Daisy began to chuckle, and William frowned.

“ Isn’t she dating Nacht and Josele’s son Dusk?” He asked and Daisy nodded.

“ You better not think of overstepping young man,” Zera said with a warning tone to her voice. “ I didn’t raise a homewrecker.” She added, causing Sebastian’s face to grow more red and Daisy to spew her drink before she began to laugh loudly, William just sighed and shook his head.

“ I-I’m not a homewrecker geez what kind of guy do you think I am?!” Sebastian sputtered in surprise. “ I…missed my chance with her, but she’s still my friend and I still care about her. So while I may be jealous of Dusk that doesn’t mean I’m gonna go and try to ruin their relationship, her happiness is what matters most. So if he makes her happy, then I’m happy!” He continued firmly and loudly, causing the family to watch him.

William and Zera looked at each other with small smiles on their faces. This was how they raised their children, and couldn’t be more proud.

“ Well this breakfast has certainly taken a turn for the worse, so I think I’m gonna go.” Sebastian said quickly as he jumped up. He quickly kissed his mother on the cheek and hugged his father before grabbing a piece of toast and running out of the house.

“ It’s so much fun to tease him.” Daisy said with a laugh as she finished her breakfast, Zera chuckled but nodded in agreement.

“ It’s fun to tease any man with the last name ‘Vangeance’. They get so flustered and their faces turn red, it’s like their personalities go from super cool to super uncool like that!” Zera snapped her fingers and Daisy laughed in agreement.

“ While that might be true for Alistar and Sebastian, I certainly don’t act that way.” William said as his cheeks began to turn a light pink, Zera and Daisy both began to laugh.

“ You’re such a liar dear, look your cheeks are turning red!”

“ Yeah Papa you’re just like big brother Alistar and Sebastian!” Daisy said, and William sighed before setting his coffee cup down.

“ This isn’t fair, it’s two against one, and against my favorite women no less.” William muttered with a shake of his head. Zera leaned over and kissed his cheek.

“ That’s the power of the Cassia women, we know how to use our wit and charm for both good and evil.” She told him jokingly, Daisy nodded before standing up.

“ I’m gonna go wait outside mama!” Daisy said quickly before she hugged her parents and kissed them on the cheek before running out of the room.

Zera shook her head before letting out a sigh and collapsing against her husband's shoulder.

“ Have three kids, they said, it would be fun, they said. What a bunch of liars.” She joked as William chuckled but wrapped his arms around her.

“ On most days it is fun, even though it is also tiring.” William told her with a nod.

“ It’s very tiring.”

“ But would you change it though?” William began curiously. “ If you could go back and change things would you?” He watched as his wife bit her bottom lip in thought, before she smiled and shook her head.

“ No, I wouldn't change it for anything in the world.” She agreed with a nod, she moved and wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a gentle but passionate, loving kiss that he reciprocated.

The two had finally gotten their happily ever after.

———

Thank you all so much for reading and i hope you all have a good day~!

#black clover #black clover oneshot #black clover oc #black clover oc fanfiction #zerilliam #zera x william #william x zera #william vangeance #william x oc #oc; zera #oc; alistar #oc; sebastian #oc; daisy

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headcanons-multi-fandom · 2 years

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Can I please request headcanons for William secretly dating Ulrich's female cousin who's a rebellious punk and Ulrich finds out when they have a mishap involving handcuffs and he has to free them?

This is a fun one! Let's do it!

William x Ulrich’s female cousin specific headcanon

William is disappointed about his relationship with Yumi. She will never forget Ulrich. And besides, she isn't his style. At first, he thought she was like him: a rebel, searching adventures or troubles... But no, she isn't like him.

One day, he sees someone new at the entry of the school. She is talking with Ulrich and Yumi, laughing and punching the boy's shoulder.

Her style is... unique. She is a punk. All in red and black, piercings, chains, heavy boots... She looks cool.

Turns out she's Ulrich's cousin, beginning school here this semester. Which is not good for William. Ulrich hates him for having flirting with Yumi. So there is no way he would let it near his cousin.

Surprisingly, it's her who approach him first. He is alone at his desk in science class and she is late. So, after being scolded by the teacher, she decided to sit with him.

After twenty minutes, she abandons her exercise and begins to talk to him. They bond pretty quickly. And after the class, they are besties, already planning pranks.

In fact, they become more than best friends. When they escape after their first prank, they end up in the wood, panting and laughing. William looks up, right in her eyes. She asks "Do you want it?", he answers "Yeah.". And they kiss.

They decide to keep their relationship a secret. William doesn't want to fight with Ulrich and she doesn't want to deal with his cousin asking hundreds of question at home. So she will hang out most of the time with her cousin, but when the group is away, she will spend all of her time with William.

The next few weeks are the best of his life. She is so... incredible. Funny, Smart, troublemaker... and she is always here for him. A little too honest maybe, but she is always ready to listen to him and give him advices.

During a prank, one where they decide to cellophane at every door, they get caught by Jim. William run away, but she doesn't have this chance: Jim catch her arm and when you are caught by him, you can't escape.

She has detention at the end of the day. And luckily, William doesn't. Jim didn't recognize him.

She is so mad at her boyfriend. He let her down. He just laughs at her, but she swears to have her revenge.

He doesn't think about it and the rest of the day. He waits for her at the end of her detention, to tease her and having late dinner.

When she goes out of the classroom, she grabs his hand and walks with determination to her room. "W-what are you doing?" Asks William, trying to hide his nervousness.

She pushes him in her room, on the bed and jumps on him. "I told you I will have my revenge. How dare you let your girlfriend getting caught?!" "I thought we must keep our love secret." "And I thought you will do everything for love."

Despite this exchange, both of them have a smile on their face. Clearly, they love flirting like that.

Quickly, she catches his wrist and push on the head of the bed. She passes a handcuff around his, passes the chain around the bed's head, and finishing by handcuffed herself.

"Now, I have you exactly where I want you to be". Gosh... she's so hot... "And where do you have the key, my dear kidnapper?". She freezes. "Wait... you do know where, right?". "You... you're going to laugh...". She glances to her school backpack, at the other side of the room. "You must be kidding me..."

Ulrich is searching his cousin. He heard that she had detention for a prank with someone. And he needs to know everything, especially if he has to defend her.

He doesn't find her anywhere. Not in the hallways, not in the parker, not in the wood, not in the cafeteria... Maybe in her room. He hears a struggle in her room! And.. William’s voice?! Worried, he burst into the room.

The couple cried, surprised by the sudden intrusion. There is a little awkward silence, each one staring at the others. Ulrich is the first one to break the silence: “What are you two doing?!” “Ulrich! Quick, the key in my backpack!”

William and his girlfriend have to spend thirty minutes to convince Ulrich to free them without telling him what they were doing in this position and why she had detention. Finally, after admitting they were dating and she try to... uhm... well you understand.

All three of them are as red as lobsters. And even if Ulrich is a little mad at William for “corrupting her little and pure cousin”, she put his ideas back in place by pulling his ears a little. She’s a big girl and can choose her boyfriend.

Ulrich makes her promise to stop doing massive pranks and getting having detention. And to William to take care of his cousin and watch himself. Or else, Ulrich will have his revenge. His cousin rolls her eyes at how dramatic he is.

The two boys leave the room, it’s almost curfew. They run into Jim, asking them what they were doing in a girl room. It’s William who finds a answer: “Well, you know Jim, Ulrich’s cousin, is new in town.” “How does it explain anything?” “It’s her time of the month. Do you want to check?”

Jim turns into a really embarrassed teenager, sputtering that they have to go back to their dorms. The two boys exchanged a smirk. You can hear her giggle behind the door.

#code lyoko #william x oc #(not my oc)#william dunbar #ulrich stern #headcanons #headcanon

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s-4pphics · 5 months

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click! 1 (e.w.)

SYNOPSIS: you need a roommate, and you love eggplant. [college au]

WORD COUNT: 3.7k

WARNINGS: photographer/roommate!ellie, ocs an artist with a reputation :p, they’re both rude as shit, crack, all ocs are black coded yeeahhh yeah, awkward meetings, slut-shaming, brief cunninglingus, mention of eviction, smut later yall know tha vibes

two. three. four.

A/N: short part just stay w me lemme cook... excited 2 write this lets get this shit yall

“W-What do you mean you’re moving?”

Your roommate and best friend wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you close. Tears flooded in your eyes as she whispered the daunting news, your heart cracking in your chest.

“I’m moving soon, stink.” Too soon, according to her. She’ll be gone by next week. Amaya snickered sadly as she cooed in your temple. “It's for good reason, though.”

Your ears perk, a curious hum vibrating her shoulder.

“I got that internship— “

All sadness melds into excitement for your favorite person. You leap into her arms with squeals of congratulatory joy, planting smacking kisses all over her squishy cheek.

“Oh my god! You should’ve said that first, bitch! What the fuck!” You wipe your tears on her hoodie.

Her laughter rattles through your neck, “I just found out after class! I almost got hit by a fucking bus reading the email.”

Amaya sets you down, rambles about her new position as a songwriting intern spilling from her like an overfilled glass. Tears of joy flow from you and her as she retells every detail about her acceptance. She’s leaving in a week and a half and going farther than you thought.

“Girl… you’re really moving to New York?”

“Only for like… four months, max. But yeah… Boutta be on BET come next year— “

“Maya.”

“Hm?”

“… I can’t pay rent by myself,” you whisper, cringing and embarrassed.

You hate to ruin her moment, but you’re concerned; Living off campus isn’t cheap and moving in the middle of the semester is less than ideal. It’d be a fucking hassle, and — to be frank — you’re not a people person.

People like having you around because you’re fun, sure. But your reputation isn’t what you hoped for it to be when you moved out of your dad’s place for school. You wanted to be recognized for your creativity, and while your professors never hesitated to praise your talents, your peers failed to see past the status that was placed upon you.

Frankly, you’re deemed as a dumb whore, especially after your falling out with one of the campuses best softball pitchers.

It wasn’t even your fault. One raunchy snap to the wrong person and people think you live for sex and sex only! Just when you think everyone is over slut-shaming…

“You thought I was gonna leave you to fend for yourself? Guess what I did.”

Oh God. “What?”

She twiddles her fingers together villainously, “I may or may not have set up an application on the student homepage— “

The small glimmer of hope washes away, shoulders dropping, fingers coming up to massage your temples.

“Maya…” You exhale, trying to keep calm, “You know those things don’t fucking work!”

Roommate compatibility is a fucking scam. No one ever notes how they actually are in the application. You think you’ve found someone that’s clean, quiet, stays out of your space without permission and the next day you find dead roaches under your couch. College attendees have no idea what bleach is and it makes you sick.

“Damn… you’re usually optimistic.”

“I’m optimistic about good ideas. I’m gonna be living with a fucking freak from Craigslist, thanks a lot.”

“C’mooon! You’ll be fine, babe, trust me.” Amaya wraps her arms around your neck once more, wetly smacking your cheek before turning to paddle to her room. “Plus, you’ll meet someone new!”

When you don't follow, she spins. She must’ve noticed your impassiveness, poutingly asking to help me pack? Tears overwhelm your ducts once more, quietly taking her extended hand as she leads you to her bedroom.

DAY ONE of roommate searching began, and you were already prepared to move back in with your dad. Amaya had enough time to orchestrate the housing agreement with you, making sure to highlight some of your most important characteristics in a roommate. One of the main ones being cleanliness. Some form of organization.

DAY TWO was easier… Someone finally made it to the in-person interview stage. They didn’t make it far, though; They wouldn’t stop smacking their gum and it drove you crazy. Back to square one.

DAY SIX came around and you were losing hope; Why are frat boys applying to live with you? You’d rather jump into oncoming traffic than house with any of Abby’s annoying, dirty friends. You've seen their house on numerous occasions and it never fails to make your skin crawl.

It’s DAY THIRTEEN, and Amaya’s gone. After the sobbing fit with your best friend at the airport earlier, you got back to work.

DENY REQUEST.

…

DENY REQUEST.

…

DENY REQUEST.

You sigh in exhaustion and lean back in your chair. If you don't take a break from your screen in the next five seconds, your eyes will bleed.

Why are people… so odd?

The number of applications you’ve had to deny in the last week is criminal; Why are cis-het men continuously filling out applications knowing they’re not welcome in your space?!

Even the people that made it to the in-person interview stage are incapable of being… not strange. You’d rather die than live with someone who collects dead maggots in mason jars (yes, you did almost call the police when they described their fascination with death in depth)!

All you need is one fruitful application with an identity to match! Just one.

Amaya still calls from New York whenever she has a moment of peace to see how the roomie-search is going, but you can’t ignore the sadness that fills your heart every time she misses a call. Her laughter is gone, and your day-to-day life feels empty.

They’re already working your bestie to the bone; You hope she can feel your encouragement from thousands of miles away.

You scroll and click, scroll and click, scroll and deny deny deny until you pause, your eyes skimming over the application with a familiar name.

ELLIE WILLIAMS.

Ellie from stats, you instantly recognize. Curiosity perks and your brows furrow, sipping lukewarm tea as you skim over her contact information, her pet preferences, all the way down to her additional commentary. A snicker left at her blunt statement.

temporary request. my last roommate moved and i’m poor. just waiting on this job approval.

… Ellie in a nutshell. How relatable.

At least she’s not a complete stranger. Every interaction with her stirs in your mind as you jot her number down on a lone sticky-note. They were nothing special from your perspective: the two of you exchanging notes, her holding the door open as everyone scurried out of class, you asking for a pencil (and her asking for it back after the lecture), and you can’t help but wonder why she would want to apply to share a space with anyone, let alone you.

She's only ever been described as standoffish by your peers. From the outside, Ellie’s blank. Flat tone, flat expression, plain appearance, and the fact that you never know what she’s thinking is unsettling. You’re thrown off your game whenever she’s near and you hate it.

But the spot is temporary; Amaya will be back in a couple of months, and it seems Ellie’s leaving sometime soon by her small note.

You down the rest of your tea and stretch where you sit, pondering. Trying to imagine Ellie in your space.

“I don’t know why I can’t take Maya’s spot. I’d make an excellent roommate.”

Your expression flattens, glare piercing through your good friend.

Abby scoffs, “C’mooon! I mind my business...” She pauses, leaning across the table, nearly knocking your coffee over. Her whispers send a shock down your spine, “…and I give good head. I’m a package deal.”

A brow raises. Abby’s sweeter than candy and she puts it down, but you already made the mistake of living with someone you fucked before, and you vowed to never do it again. If Amaya hadn’t given you a place to stay after the blow up between you and your ball-throwing sneaky link, you’re not sure where you'd be. Definitely not a student; The stress would’ve forced you to collapse. And drop out.

“Sorry, stink. Not happening.”

She rolls her eyes, “Whatever.” She takes a sip from her drink, “Can’t believe you’d let that freak in before me.”

You pause. “You’re a freak, too— “

“I’m the good kind!” She searches like someone’s watching her, voice dropping to a whisper, “Ellie’s fucking weird, dude. When’s the last time you’ve seen her interact with anyone? A literal fucking NPC. All she’s programmed to do is stand and look.”

“And give out pencils,” You interject with a snicker, “Who cares. I don’t like most of the idiots here, either. I barely put up with your ass.”

Abby raises her glove-covered palms in surrender, “Fuck it. When I see an alert about a missing student, I’ll know who it is.”

“You’re so fucking extra— “

DING!

Your neck cranes towards the opening cafe door, shock surging through your body at the sight of the NPC in question. Ellie silently stands at the back of the line, headphones secured on her head and nose red from the cold, classically bored expression plastered on her face.

“Oh, this is hilarious,” Abby huffs, “Go greet your new housemate.”

Another glare is sent in her direction, “Can you shut up? Her name’s not on any lease. I barely talked to her.”

“Do it now, then. Triple dog dare you.” Abby smirks behind her cup.

You sigh and raise from your seat, “You’re a cunt.”

“The wettest. Go.”

You flick her forehead before making your way over to Ellie, who’s mindlessly scrolling through her phone. Her sniffles get louder with each step you take, metal music blasting through her speakers.

You tap her shoulder and she jumps, sliding one of her ear cups over to hear.

“Hey, Ellie,” you smile politely.

“… Sup,” she mutters hoarsely, turning her body towards you, eyes filled with… nothing. Expected.

Silence passes, and you fill it, “I got your app yesterday. Just wanted to come and introduce myself.”

“Alright.”

More silence. You can see Abby out the corner of your eye, mockingly swiping her tongue between her index and middle finger. You flush and stutter, and Ellie’s staring like you have two heads.

“I, uh… yeah. I’ve been having interviews with some people that submitted a form. You free sometime this week?”

“Uhh…” She glances down at her phone. “Yeah. Around five tomorrow.”

More silence. Fuck, this is awkward.

“… Cool.” You pull your phone out and text her saved number, the alarm ringing from her phone. “That’s me. Just call before you stop by.”

She nods and turns her back to you, cranking her music to full volume. You gawkily shuffle where you stand before hustling back to your table, Abby cackling to herself. You plop down and kick her under the table, but she laughs harder.

“What’d I say!”

“Not a thing,” You hiss, “She’s just a little awkward. It’s not that serious.”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Oh yeah what.”

“She’s definitely your fucking housemate.” She tsks in disappointment before a smirk appears, her eyes darkening. “Can I eat it one last time before she moves in?”

A jolt surges in your tummy, your hand closing into a fist. You kick her again and she giggles.

Time passes as you and Abby’s conversation carries on like normal. Another ding rings through the coffee shop after some time, and you watch Ellie’s backpack bounce as she rushes down the sidewalk; Abby’s rambles about a soccer player she’s trying to smash sound like gibberish.

Ellie has a Spider-Man charm and laminated polaroid latched onto her zipper.

… Cute.

You’re going to fail statistics over a random.

Your professor’s voice sounds like white noise; Every pause she takes is used as an opportunity to sneak glances at Ellie. None of your notes are useful; The doodles and sloppy scribbles are solidifying that incoming F, for sure. Only fifteen minutes until you’re out of here.

She’s two seats down from you, jotting down whatever she deems necessary for the midterm. You didn’t even register her answering the professor’s question, her rosy lips curving around her teeth with each syllable.

Ellie blinks slowly, twice, three times before her eyes lock with yours, brows furrowed, evidently confused at your gawking.

Your stomach drops with your gaze, fingers curled tightly around your pencil.

The lecture finally comes to a close as your thoughts flurry, wordlessly shoving your books into your bag. A light tap on your shoulder yanks your attention.

Ellie stands before you, puffer cinched under the bands of her backpack and cheeks just as rosy as before.

“Hey. Can we switch the time?”

“Huh?” Don’t stare, don’t stare.

She sighs, “The time for the interview. Can we change it?”

You blink dumbly, “Uh… sure. To what time?”

Agitation creases her brows. “Now. Something came up and I can’t miss it.” She pauses, eyes flicking awkwardly around the room, weakly adding, “If that’s okay.”

“Um… yeah, no problem…” You peer at the clock on the wall, “You want a coffee?”

A slight wince from her. “… Yup.”

She clearly doesn’t by the way her fingers are anxiously tapping on her thigh, but you nod nonetheless, hurriedly grabbing your belongings and leading her down to the student lounge.

“I don’t want you thinking this interview is one-sided,” You pray your gentle smile is calming the evident nerves of the freckled girl. “You can ask me anything you want, as well. If you have any concerns, any questions, shoot.”

Ellie’s eyes are glued to her coffee cup, but her head bobs, expression void. Silence simmers between you.

“I usually start these off with an icebreaker to get the jitters out! Just list three facts about yourself and I’ll follow.”

Ellie’s lone hand comes up to scratch underneath her ear before meeting your gaze. Her eyes are so pretty; Too bad there’s nothing behind them.

“Or I can go, sure, so!” Your hands clap together, “I’ll start with myself. I’m majoring in graphic design, I’m secretly a theater nerd, and I dream about owning an eggplant farm.”

The girl before you clearly didn't expect that last statement. Her brows crease and the corner of her lip arches upward in a barely-there smile. Foreign to her face.

“That’s not a fact,” She mutters, the shell in her pupils cracking. Just slightly.

“Who cares, I love eggplant. Best vegetable by a landslide.”

“Sike.”

You scoff in disbelief, “What?”

“Everybody on the planet knows that squash is god-tier— “

You squint, “Squash? Are you deadass?”

“It’s fucking versatile!” Ellie’s voice pitches higher, and your grin widens, “You can put it in everything and you don’t have to do much. Eggplant sucks up everything in the pan and still comes out soggy and tasteless— “

Choked laughter leaves your mouth, “If you don’t know how to cook, just say that.”

Her mouth drops in exaggerated shock. “I know how to fuckin’ cook.”

“Right.”

“I do, what the he— “

“Fun fact about Ellie: she can’t cook!” You kiddingly sneer. She chuckles and shakes her head, tongue poking the inside of her cheek. You almost miss her statement, “I take pictures.”

“Hm?”

“I wanna be a professional photographer... At some point. I take pic— “

Ellie’s phone vibrates on the table and she leaps into action, snatching her bag from beside her and standing from her seat.

“Wait— “

“I gotta go,” She mutters as she straps her bag around her shoulders. “Sorry. See you later.”

Ellie throws some bills on the table before dipping, her phone pressed against her ear, rambling about making time. She barely touched her coffee.

Could’ve been worse, you utter to yourself.

Days pass, and you don’t hear from Ellie.

When you saw her in stats two days after the interview, she hardly acknowledged you, morphing into the hermit that you knew her to be. You noted how tired she looked, though. You would’ve asked if she were okay if she hadn’t run out of class without a word.

You’re weighing your options: allowing a random oddball into your apartment, or allowing a random oddball who hates eggplant into your apartment. Rent is due next week, and Amaya’s space is still vacant.

At this point, the roster is almost nonexistent, and Ellie was the least concerning candidate. Despite Abby’s concern, she doesn’t seem like the type of person to bury dead bodies in the front lawn.

“I dunno, friend. She’s a little weird. Getting mad incel vibes from her.”

Your eyes roll back into your skull as you munch on cashews, “You’re getting vibes from someone you never talked to. She seemed cool at the interview.”

“Yeah, 'cause vegetable debates are so note-worthy,” Amaya scoffs.

She’s starting to sound a little too much like Abby, “I think y’all are forgetting that this is a temporary solution. I’m not tryna spend the rest of my fucking life with her! I need rent paid and she needs a place to stay for a few months.”

Your best friend’s sigh drags through the line, “Alright… It seems like you made up your mind.”

“Like I said, rent is due. I don’t have many options.”

“Stop stressing. You found my replacement, apparently.”

She pauses before hollering, “BITCH, IT’S SATURDAY! WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU INSIDE? WHERE’S ABBY?”

“Out smashing soccer players.” You huff.

“Damn… My fault.”

“I’m chilling. I just need head.”

“Go out! Find somebody!”

You groan, “Then I’ll have to shave— “

“Nair exists, you bonehead! Just go! You keep calling in a bad mood and it’s getting on my nerves!”

You ponder and glance at your digital clock. It’s not even ten… Abby did tell you that Kappa was throwing.

“I can hear the engines turning in your big head. Bye.”

Laughter explodes from you at the dial tone.

“Hey, Siri… call Abby.”

“CALLING ABBY BIG DICK SLUT— “

Tonight has been a blur since you left your apartment.

You remember making it halfway through Blam Boom before your speaker died, downing your last couple of shots of 1800, and Ubering to the location Abby pinged.

It only took a few minutes for her to scoop you up onto the packed kitchen counter and shove her tongue in your mouth. One shout of I’m horny from you and she was yours for the rest of the night.

Now you’re pressed up against some bathroom sink upstairs, Abby’s head shaking between your legs, your jeans and underwear flung onto the shower rail. Each flick of her tongue is both clumsy and precise, applying pressure exactly where you need it.

Your clit’s throbbing under her tongue, the muscle igniting the flame in your tummy as your climax builds, zaps in your spine. Cries of her name meld with the booming music from outside, the walls rattling like nerves in your toes.

Abby’s gorgeous under you, you know it, the drunk part of your brain knows it, your desperate cunt knows it, but you’re no longer thinking about her compared to earlier. Your mind is elsewhere, somewhere it shouldn’t be.

You’re thinking of freckles. Green eyes instead of blue. Chapped, rosy lips, and you don’t know why. But you succumb to it. Ellie’s trapped underneath your eyelids, crowding your senses, your empty head suddenly full of images of her in any way you could conjure.

Your orgasm shatters you, but you’re silent, trembling hand glued over your mouth as Abby groans in your cunt. She’s a doll, easing you back down to earth, dragging your underwear and pants up your shaky legs and getting you back home safely.

When you’re showered and your teeth are brushed, she tucks you in, gently kissing your forehead. You beg her to stay with you, but she declines with I know how you get before silently departing.

Your phone is squeezed between your fingers after minutes of trying to sleep, eyeing Ellie’s saved contact until darkness overtakes you.

The pounding on your door is worse than the ones from inside your skull. Fuck Tequila, from the bottom of your heart. Waves of nausea crash over you with every waddle, hobbling your hunched form over to yank the front door open.

A bored Ellie stands in front of you, a large camera and headphones hanging from her neck, seemingly cozy in her sweater and puffer, large duffel bags packed to the brim with clothes dangling from her shoulders. Your cheeks warm instantly. Gray sweats, gray sweats—

“I’m here,” She states plainly.

“… Why?” You croak.

Ellie’s seems just as confused as you, her eyes piercing as if her appearance is obvious.

“To move in.”

“… Why?”

Ellie sighs and snags her phone from her jacket pocket, swiping a few times before nearly blinding you with her screen.

Your jaw nearly hits the floor. When the fuck did you send that?

“So, I’m here,” she slips her device back in her pocket. “Which room am I in?”

“E-Ellie, uh… there's been a mis— “

“Look,” she holds her pale, veiny hands up. “I don’t wanna beat around the bush anymore. I got evicted and I need a place to stay until I secure this job. I’m willing to put down whatever’s needed for rent but I don’t have time to bullshit.”

Ellie proceeds, sarcasm slipping, “Respectfully.”

She pushes past your stunned form, bags accidentally brushing against your bare legs. You can't even move to stop her; You merely watch Ellie shuffle to inspect the living room, the small kitchen, pausing in front of the abstract painting you made for your dad before eventually moving down the hall and into Amaya’s empty space. How the fuck did she get in the building, anyway?

Your deer-like eyes lock with her void, mossy ones as she peers over her shoulder.

“I still have some stuff to pick up. Please leave my key under the mat if you go somewhere.”

Before she enters the empty room next to yours, you hear her gruffly say, “Leave the lease on the table so I can sign it, too.”

Amaya’s — Ellie’s door slams shut seconds later, the soft click of the door locking follows suit.

…

What the fuck just happened. Gall almost surpasses your anger. The audacity...

For the first time, you’re grateful that your shift is in two hours. You need to get the fuck out of here before you cause a scene and catch a case.

tagggiiiesss missed yall ;3 : @starologist @hrtmal @ohlawdthebirds @villainousbear @timmy-27 @inf3ct3dd @aouiaa @shurisbigtoe @emothurman @lonelyfooryouonly @imelliesgf @baumbii @brackishkittie @littletinyladybugs @r1miese @horror-whoree @elsbunny222 @elliesatchel @makemescreamel @lav3nd3rhaze @elliezflower @ellieloml @ellies-princess @saverdelrey @womenofarcane

#ellie williams au #ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie williams angst #ellie williams x reader #lesbian #black!oc #black!reader #ellie williams tlou #works 𖧧࣪#click! ☾⋆⁺₊📸✧

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euphternal · 8 days

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streamer!paige bueckers headcanon 👾

notes: idk what to say, this is more than likely a crack headcanon LMFAOOOOO

╭・🎮・𓂃❨˖₊⊹

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: what a sassy mother fucker... non stop SCREAMMINNGGG. she's always losing her goddamn voice at the end of her streams.

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: but she can be EXTREMELY awkward and suddenly crack headed like and said the most weirdest shit LMFAOOOO

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: MOUNTAINS of cans of coke (not the drug LMFAOOOO) are literally SCATTERED everywhere on her setup, the DIRTIEST mf 😭

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: always inviting herself into random ass teams on fornite and just causing so much chaos…

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: there's so many clips all over social media of funny moments on her streams, she was playing with you on minecraft (she was probably streaming for 12 hours and she's clearly forgotten about now), you both been making a little village together 🥹

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: you two were gonna go out to sea to gain more materials and you thought paige got into the back of her boat but actually it was a creeper that exploded the boat and destroyed everything around you and obvs killed you…

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: you was so oblivious that you had no idea what was going one. paige knew the whole time, she just kept quiet LMFAO

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: this made paige absolutely piss herself laughing for a good two hours, that clip was spreading like wild fires.

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: she loved playing minecraft, roblox, fornite lego or gta5 with you because she knew how funny the next 8 hours will be with you, espically on gta5😭😭

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: she has a yet channel with VODS and many funny moments 😭 all over 2M views on all of the videos

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: she’s always showing off her arms, being masc as HELLLLL 😭 she’s such a sarcastic twat in ANY SITUATION

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: omg tlou x paige crossover… she’s never getting over joels death. but once she see abby… ITS GAME OVERRRTR

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: twirling her hair, curling her toes, kicking her feet when she sees abby or ellie (but especially ellie😋)

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: HATES mel, just bc LMFAO

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: always making fun of owen LMFAO

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: she’s always goddamn screaming at dina when she’s playing tlou two… (WHY IS DINA ALWAYS GETTING IN MY GODAMN WAY, sorry but she’s USELESS 😭😭😔)

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: she’s definitely fell asleep on stream before, but luckily u were there to keep the girlys entertained.

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: she’s so memeable on streams😭

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: OMG,, SHES SUCH A VINE QUOTER LMFAOOOO

𓂃❨˖₊⊹ :: the girlys only love her streams when ur in them… the chat is always controlling her LMFAOOO

anyone want a part two??

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jacesvelaryons · 1 month

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spicy links (pt 3).

part one

part two

masterlist

asks OPEN

a/n: this has been in my drafts for a while but i don’t want to change it up too much so if any links don’t work i apologize! let me know if you want to be added to my taglist, and again my inbox is open for requests, comments, and any positive interaction as i love hearing from you guys. 🩷

school and moving has been crazy on my end but requests on top of original content from me should be coming in soon!

let me know if you want me to do more of these (with updated descriptions for each character)

-coriolanus snow

-billy the kid

-tom blyth

coryo

size kink

please me

arch

tied up

after school

in his office

stay quiet

arch that back

in the woods

like that

pretty in black

dolled up

costume

size kink

nightgown

missionary

billy

stay quiet

skin to skin

just the tip

red

view

outdoors

mommy

size

back and forth

come undone

from the side

passion

stockings

mirror

contort

tom

feel good

grope

leaking

nice and slow

worship

clean

drink

high rise

lips

slip n slide

ride

intimate

bent over

from the back

take it

selfie

me and you

domestic

pull it aside

multi tasking

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wearelordofcrime · 6 months

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Hello everyone, there's something that I'd like to share with everyone here, because I believe it will help a lot of people.

For us folks who engage in imaginary worlds, with canon characters or our own creations, who have deep conversation with their faves in their heads or need their comfort character's shoulder to cry on, there is an unavoidable phenomenon which I took the liberty of naming "Character burnout".

"Character Burnout" essentially means that you have no energy in order to visualise your character(s) in your mind or engage with them on your imagination. I've come to the conclusion that it can be a result of an actual burnout (mental) or it can be irrelevant to mental state and your mind is overwhelmed. Simply put, it is the way your mind kindly asks you for a small break to charge its batteries. After all, picturing an entirely different reality needs a lot of energy.

Now, the reason I'm saying all this, is not for the sake of just mentioning it. I understand that a lot of us are extremely attached to our comfort characters/ f/o(s) or whatever you prefer calling them, myself included, and this situation can be very stressful. Personally, I panic, thinking that I've lost interest to my favourite characters or "grew out of it" to the point I become unable to function at all, but, after a small amount of time I can connect with them again.

So, when you experience this, please don't jump into conclusions or let fear overcome you, the connection will come back again as enjoyable as ever, you just need to be patient and give your mind the time it deserves to recharge in order to take you places again. It may take days, or weeks, but the love we have for our characters is never gone.

If anyone wants to talk about this, please do speak your mind, and I'm open if someone wants to discuss it with me as well.

So um that's it, and and sorry for the long post!

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caramel-whiskeys-writing · 2 years

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Black Butler Preference ~ Pet Names

Black Butler Masterlist

Sebastian

Darling, kitten (obv), honey, my demon

Sebastian always calls you by one of your pet names he gives you no matter who is around, unless the matter at hand is serious. He won't hesitate to also put a hand on your waist making sure you're close to him and that anyone who might be interested in you will back off. He also calls you by pet names to make you blush and remind you that he has claimed you as his. and oh holy Lucifer does he love it when you call him a pet name. It shows him that you are still interested in him in certain ways and that you're confident being around him.

Ciel

Dear, Sunshine, firefly, firecracker

He normally tries not to call you any pet names around family or Sebastian, but sometimes he lets it slip and that normally leads to Sebastian giggling and teasing Ciel about you. He is always calling you sweet names and making sure you feel happy around him and with him. Ciel almost always gets flustered and blushes if you call him back by a pet name.

Grell

Gorgeous, flower, sexy, sugar

Grell wants you to know just how good looking you are. Grell will never not call you by a pet name. Sometimes you wonder if she remembers your name or not. She normally gives you a kiss on the cheek after she calls you by a pet name, but gets flustered when you call her by one.

Claude

Pretty, teacup, cuddle bug, my angel

He doesn't call you by pet names too often, but whenever Hannah or one of the others in the manor seem to be talking to you privately, he gets annoyed and usually makes a scene and lets everyone know that you belong to him. He loves it when you call him by a pet name, but he asks that you not do it in public or in front of Alois as he seems really vocalize just how uncomfortable he is with you two around.

William

Love, missy, sweets, snuggles

William will never call you by anything other than your name when you are in public or even on the job unless something bad happens and he lets one slip. In private however he will call you all and any names he can think of. He loves it when you call him by any pet names and normally ends up hugging you and being very gentle and sweet on you.

Requests?

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femboykyo · 4 months

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Y'all my rings that Liam gives Juni came it! The first one is the one he gives Juni when juni's nervous for a job, the second one is the ring Liam replaces after the first one gets taken away from Juni. The replacement is also an engagement/wedding ring🤭🤭

First ring

Second ring

#moriarty the patriot #william james moriarty #yuukuko no moriarty #albert james moriarty #louis james moriarty #sherlock holmes #mtp #ynm #james bonde #sebastian moran #john watson #miss hudson #mycroft holmes #eurus holmes #william x oc #william x male oc

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minustwofingers · 1 year

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exoplanet masterlist

pairing: ellie williams x fem!reader

summary: you’ve won the life lottery as one of the few people on earth with parents who gained admittance to the most prestigous safezone in the world after the outbreak. but after a lab accident sends you out to jackson, wyoming, real life hits you fast. it’s a good thing that a hot lesbian finds u. (lol). mean ellie at first, slowburn, enemies to friends to lovers, fem reader asf

warnings: NSFW content (minors dni), explicit language, violence, heavy angst

spotify playlist here!

PART I

PART II

PART III

PART IV (half 1) (half 2) i split this one in half bc it was way too long

PART V

PART VI (ellie’s journals)

PART VII

EPILOGUE (coming soon)

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x oc #ellie williams imagine

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aviscarrentals · 16 days

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i want to play a (racing) game

a series of f1 fics based off of some of my favorite horror movies

charles leclerc- the shining

you, your boyfriend, and a bunch of friends decide to spend your winter break together in a giant hotel. what could go wrong?

max verstappen- it

after years away from your hometown, derry, you suddenly receive an urgent call from your long-forgotten childhood friend, alex, that leads to you returning to the very place you swore you would never face again

carlos sainz- a quiet place

after losing everything you know when the world fell into apocalypse due to the invasion of alien-like monsters with some very sharp ears, you find a new family in the other survivors

lando norris- scary movie (saw parody)

you wake up next to a stranger in a dimly lit room chained to a chair, which is bolted to the floor. luckily, the situation turns out to be more humorous than terrifying (may or may not be 100% based off of the jerma episode of generation loss LOL)

fernando alonso- freaky

you wake up in the body of a middle aged man. but not just any man. a man who also happens to be a wanted serial killer.

george russell- the purge

you and your best friend alex's annoying best friend, george, have to work together to survive the purge night (lily's also there)

pierre gasly- unfriended

you and your friends video call every friday night to hang out together. unfortunately, an angry spirit has decided it wants to spend some time with you guys as well...

mick schumacher- fnaf

after countless failed attempts, you've finally found yourself a new job! the bad news is, it's a night shift and you're scared of the dark. so, naturally, you drag your boyfriend along with you.

alex albon- child's play

when you and your boyfriend unexpectedly have to take in your young niece, you two struggle to make a connection with the little girl. maybe splurging on the cool new doll she's been wanting will fix that.

yuki tsunoda- final destination

what do you do when some random guy that you've never spoken to before tells you he's seen visions of you dying? what do you do when it turns out he was right and death is pretty pissed off?

oscar piastri- the menu

you and your husband have worked non-stop to build a successful, stable life for yourselves. you two really deserve a break. how about a fancy dinner on a remote island prepared by one of the most revered chefs in the entire culinary world?

ollie bearman- scary stories to tell in the dark

it's the final halloween before you have to move away from your hometown and your best friends since birth. hopefully you can make it a night to remember.

lance stroll- the cabin in the woods

you and your boyfriend decide to invite some friends to spend the weekend in a little log cabin in the forest as a way to momentarily retreat from your stressful lives. well you definitely won't be getting any rest this weekend, that's for sure.

logan sargeant- scream (aka yelp)

an eerie masked killer has made its way into your town and is slowly picking kids off one by one. who could it be? is there anyone you can trust? prologue chapter 1

liam lawson- happy death day

happy birthday! i hope you're excited because this will be the longest day(s?) of your life

sebastian vettel- the texas chainsaw massacre

it's summer, which of course means it's time for a roadtrip! unfortunately, you and your friends decided to visit texas, usa, where everything's bound to go wrong (because it's texas, usa)

kimi raikkonen- would you rather

desperate times call for desperate measures, although at this point desperate would be an understatement. so when the perfect opportunity falls right into your lap, who are you to turn it down?

jenson button- halloween

it's halloween! the spookiest day of the year. even though you don't bother participating in silly little holiday celebrations, there are some traditions you can't ignore…

mark webber- 28 days later

the world has gone to shit. even so, you're doing everything you can to survive, despite how hard it is on your own. maybe it would be better if you formed a team?

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