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findroleplay · 10 months

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18+ Stranger Things Summer Camp Slasher Group Roleplay

𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟔… 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳! 𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘱 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘴. 𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴, 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘻𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦… 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴? 𝘕𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴!

This is an 18+ semi-lit to lit RP server. The basic plot is that characters are spending their summer at a summer camp and it all goes wrong. OCs are allowed. Heavily inspired by 80s summer camp slasher films!

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canonrpfinder · 10 months

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18+ Stranger Things Summer Camp Slasher Group Roleplay

𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟔…

𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳! 𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘱 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘴. 𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴, 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘻𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦… 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴? 𝘕𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴!

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fewermandarins · 5 months

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𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴?

#the sims 4 #the sims legacy #the sims story #ts4 gameplay #ts4 legacy #grunge

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mxlktxa · 8 months

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“abigail?” you were at the edge of her bed, kneeled down to meet her face. abby scrunched up her face before huffing while turning to face you. those pretty blue eyes met your worried expression, the mind of the muscular blonde racing with what could possibly be wrong, all while seeming to not care.

“what?” she huffed, sitting up snd rubbing her eyes. you only stood up just to attempt and scoot into abbys bed, “what are you doing?”

“im cold,” you whispered, looking at her with those puppy dog eyes she loved yet hated so dearly, “and i cant sleep.”

“jesus, youre in college, yknow. basically am adult,” abby muttered, subconsciously pushing you down to lay with her, arms wrapping around you all snug and warm. you couldnt fight the grin that creeped up on your face, burying your face in the dirty blondes chest and sighing gently.

“thank you, abigail.”

“stop calling me abigail. abby is fine.”

“okay, okay,” you let the room fall silent for a second, still trying to fight that stupid smile she gave you, “good night, abby.”

“yeah. night.”

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mxlktxa · 8 months

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"yknow you talk in your sleep?" abby questioned, turning in her bed to look across the room, seeing you focusing way too deeply on your laptop. your eyebrows knitted together, barely turning your head to let abby know you were listening to her, that you heard her.

"yeah," abby sat up in her bed, "you started talking about clowns falling from the sky? said that they didn't like cheesecake and they were inviting you to a sleepover."

"what? that doesnt make sense."

"oh trust me i know. but i recorded it all just in case you wanted to deny that you talk in your sleep," abby laughed, chucking her phone at you. on the screen was a recording dated for three in the morning, lasting for a minute and a half, "give it a listen."

"after i finish studying."

"ugh, always with the studying," abby stood on her feet, plopping down on your bed. you only watched as her eyes scanned everything of you but not your face, "lets go out to a party tonight. have some fun."

"abby-"

"cmon, pretty girl. itll be fun," abby was damn near begging you at this point, leaning in to finally make eye contact with you. both of your minds racing with both innocent and vile thoughts, abby licking her lips, dragging her bottom lip between her teeth. you, on the other hand, sat giving abby those doe eyes she could never get over, wishing you would just lunge at her already.

"we can just... have fun here," you shrugged, slowly closing the laptop and pushing it to the side, "i dont like big crowds, abigail."

"stop calling me abigail," the strong woman in front of you uttered before caressing your soft cheek to pull you in for a kiss that she had been waiting to share with you for far too long.

technically part 1 here :)

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𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴; @jinxtheplanet @solaceocean

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mxlktxa · 8 months

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shameless plug, tlou masterlist - quick reads/rambles

𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴; @jinxtheplanet @solaceocean

an; just to have a little something something while i work on two something somethings ;)

“abby, no! that is raw cookie dough, stop fucking eating it!”

“its so good though!”

“youre gonna get sick, you big dummy! do you know how serious salmonella is?!”

“not serious enough to stop me!”

“abigail-fucking-anderson!”

you chased after the huge set of muscles, throwing a spoon at her as she ran off with a bit more of the cookie dough from the mixing bowl. the bowl you were trying to hide from her to bake her some of your delicious vanilla sugar cookies alongside a large coconut cream pie, abbys favorite treat you make for the anniversary you both loved to celebrate. the blonde managed to sneak into the house while you were preoccupied with your phone and began scooping small servings of the raw mixture into her mouth.

“abby, seriously, stop it! you’re gonna get sick!” you began to soften your voice, too worried to be angry any longer, “i dont want you to be in the hospital for this, abs. its so stupid.”

abby turned to you as her smile faltered due to your behavior change, “hey, baby look, im sorry, okay. i couldnt help myself. i love when you make those sugar cookies,” both hands were on the sides of your face, kissing your forehead, “and that coconut pie? dont even get me started. oh! and your muffins and sweet bread are heaven sent.”

you giggled, hiding your smile as abby seemed to be going nuts over your baking skills. soon you both calmed down, now settling for a nice hug to give you comfort. abby placed plenty of apologetic kisses on your head, swaying you back and forth.

“i give it six hours before a fever starts to kick it.”

“huh?” the dirty blonde questioned.

“then youll shit yourself because youve got diarrhea, possibly start vomiting.”

“wait, what?!”

“youll be in pain as well. just some abdominal pain, of course,” you turned away from abby, leaving her to silently panic at what you just said, “im just fucking with you but it is gonna be bad. now, stop eating anything thats raw.” you sighed, walking back to the kitchen to start prepping the baking sheet.

“does that include you?” abby questioned, a small smirk on her face.

the comment flew over your head as you placed your focus on the task at hand. slowly your brain started obsessing with what she said, piecing together what she meant. your head slowly rose, eyes filled with annoyance while abby held back a chuckle, “you slut! stop being so nasty!” and with that you threw the whisk at her, having to chase her down once more since she started eating the remains of the raw mixture from the tool.

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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!!ELLIE ICON IS AN AI IMAGE THERES NO ARTIST!!

an; hello :) im not dead just very unmotivated but i hope you enjoy this

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mxlktxa · 9 months

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𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛

𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚡 𝚏!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗*, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚜, 𝚖𝚎𝚕 (𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍)

𝚌𝚠; 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎 & 𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎, 18+ 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎(𝚜), 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 (𝚛! 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐), 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙-𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚎 (𝚛! 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐), 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 (𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐), 𝚙𝚎𝚝 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 (𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕, 𝚎𝚝𝚌), 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐/𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝚠𝚌; 1.4𝚔 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜, 7.7𝚔 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

“She’s totally into Mel. I don’t have a chance and she probably doesn’t even know I’m into her,” I huffed at Ellie as she sat across from me, looking up at me through her lashes.

“Well,” the freckled girl started, “You’re about her not knowing she’s into you. But she does like you. Asks me about you all the time,” Ellie shrugged, “Speaking of which, she just texted me, Ellie laughed, getting comfortable where she sat, “She says… ‘Hey, Els’, with plenty of exclamation points, ‘are you with Abby? Is she busy? I want to know if she’s coming to my party tonight’, heart eyes emoji.”

I perked up at the questions, straightening my back a bit, “Tell her you’re with me and that I’m going.”

“No, because when I tell you’re not here, she calls and spills her heart out and you need to hear that. I also like hearing those little rants,” she began typing out her reply, reading it to me as she did so, “So… ‘I’m not with Abby, getting ready to nap before I come over, but go ahead and call, I don’t mind’,” she set her phone in between us on the table, waiting for the call, “Give it a minute.”

Just as I was ready to roll my eyes and punch her, the phone started ringing, the caller ID reading ‘the child 🐸’ on display, “A Star Wars reference? Seriously?”

“She loves that little guy more than she loves cheese and crackers,” Ellie held up a finger to her lips, answering the phone and putting it on speaker, “Yes, Grogu? Spill your heart out.”

“You wanna know what the first thing I would say to her would be?”

I raised a brow at the question, glancing at Ellie as she chuckled and shook her head, “Why does it always start with this?”

“Do you wanna know or not?”

“Do I have a choice?”

“Great answer. I would love to look her dead in the eyes and just say—.”

“Fuck me, Abby!” she whined breathlessly, back arching off the bed as I pumped my fingers in and out of her cunt, smirking all while thinking about the comments she had made earlier, “M’going crazy, I’m sha—,”

“No, no, you can take it, remember? You’re a big girl, you’ve got this,” I shook my head at her as she struggled to lift her own up, “What did you say earlier? ‘I could take two of you at once’? Hm? Can’t even handle just one of me.”

“M’sorry! M-M’sorry, I was just kidding, I didn’t mean it,” her little hands were flailing at my wrists to stop me from sending her over the edge for what was most likely the fourth time now, “I’m so close, Abs, please, please, please,” her chest was rapidly rising and dropping, cries getting more and more needy as she was reaching her climax.

“Yeah? You’re close?” I asked, only getting a small ‘yes, please, yes’ in response. Removing my fingers, the small figure below me gasping while sitting up to look at me with those puppy dog eyes and that sweet, little pout, “I need you to be extra quiet, yeah? We don’t want your friend's downstairs to hear you, now do we?” I reached down to my belt, hovering above her and planting my lips on hers after she nodded in agreement.

She glanced down at my chest, eyes dragging back up to my own as that obvious plead in her eyes grew stronger, “Use your words, princess, don’t be shy.”

“Take your shirt off, too. It’s not fair,” she spoke in such a low whisper. I explored her nude body with my eyes, tilting my head in the slightest as if to take her request into consideration. I so badly wanted to ask her to repeat the statement, but I had been a little rough with her, so I let it slide, “I want to see all of you.”

I agreed, chucking my pants to the side before removing my top and then boxers. Her face lit up with excitement, looking at me through her lashes like she always did. I held the silicone toy in my hand, rubbing the tip against her dripping core to gain some soft, pretty moans from her.

“Such a pretty little thing. So needy for me. How pathetic,” I grunted at her, shivering as one delicate hand was placed on my shoulder and the other searched for my braid.

“Please, Abby,” she begged so softly, whines sliding out while I slowly pushed into her entrance, shushing her as the whimpering grew louder and louder, “M’sorry, sorry, fuck,” now that she was all shaky and whiny, she couldn’t hold on to me as well when I first got her started, “I’ll be quiet, please don’t stop.”

“Oh, pretty girl,” I gathered her wrists in one of my hands, holding them above her head before commencing at a slow pace, “You’re gonna need to learn to keep your voice down,” pace quickening already, hoarse gasps and cries leaving the angel below me, “Should’ve kept my belt to keep those hands to the headboard. Maybe next time, hm?”

I couldn’t help but smile at how her eyes rolled back, her jaw was left open, and her eyebrows furrowed. Carefully, my other hand traveled up to her lips, thumb slipping in to pull her mouth open a bit more to allow my thumb to push down on her tongue. She closed her mouth, sucking on my thumb to muffle her cries, eyes returning to their natural state in order to meet mine.

“Hey gorgeous,” I huffed, silently losing my mind at her pretty expressions and the way she closed her lips to suck on my thumb, losing my rhythm. I silently cursed myself to find the rhythm again, hoping she either was too fucked out to notice or she just didn’t care and was satisfied with the way I was drilling into her.

The little flinches she made in her hands caught my attention, watching as she fought against me to pull her hands free. Chuckling at her feeble attempts, my hand pulled my thumb from her mouth to grip her hips driving myself even deeper in her to see what reaction I could draw out of her this time, and fuck was it satisfying.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Abby!” her voice nearly cracked, tears were forming in her eyes, and I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in her tummy, “Please! I’m so close again! It’s so good, Abby, please!”

As she was crying out about reaching her climax, I had just come to the realization that I was too, strap-grazing my own clit every so often as well. The coil in my stomach wasn’t too far from snapping, starting to get sloppy in my thrusts and now dropping my face closer to hers, those delicious cries getting me closer and closer to the edge.

“C’mon, baby girl, let it out, let it all go,” that familiar white substance began to form around the base of my cock, those moans now just becoming gasps and grunts. Those pretty eyes rolled back again; jaw left wide open so those ravishing wails could leave her body. Even if she had reached that high, I kept going, not just for her sake but so I could also reach my climax, which, thankfully, came just after her own.

I let my body weight drop down on her, barely supporting myself in my elbows so I wasn’t completely on her. The music and partygoers from downstairs seemed to be beyond loud, thankfully covering up our noise. Thank God.

After about a minute or so, those gorgeous eyes met mine, and we just lay there to catch our breaths. I leaned down to plant a kiss on her lips, grinning as I came back up to face her, “You okay?”

“Mmm,” she started off, slightly stretching, “Aside from feeling euphoric, yes, I’m okay.”

I chuckled at the response given to me, pulling out and away to retrieve our clothing. We both got dressed, sparing glances at each other from time to time.

“Abby?” that little voice called out. Turning to her, all I could see was her walking up to me to place kisses on my neck, hands running along my abdomen as she did so, “You’ve been the best part of my life. Even just as a friend.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Mhm… You’re a good person, Abby,” she hid her face in my chest, hugging me so softly as if I’d break if she added any sort of pressure.

“Let’s go get some drinks. We can come back up to your room after the party. But that’s up to you, of course.”

“Oh, please. It’s already on the agenda.”

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mxlktxa · 7 months

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shamepless plug — tlou mlist. & quick reads/rambles

straddling dinas lap, you sighed as quietly as you could, your way of quietly apologizing before actually facing her and coming to terms with what upset you and why it upset you. dinas arms wrapped around you, continuing to read her book while peeking over your shoulder.

“you okay?” dina whispered, placing kisses on your shoulder between the sentences. you only nodded, pressing your body closer to hers, “i can tell youve been crying.”

“cause ive been so mean to you as of late,” you muttered, “im sorry. i just didnt like when you promised me youd come to see my presentation. but you stood me up and didnt even apologize when i came home.”

“mmm,” dina placed her book down on the coffee table, hugging you tightly and kissing your neck and shoulders, “well im sorry. i got caught up in some work myself and didnt have time to call you. i was also trying to get you a little present.”

“present?” you looked to her, “what for? i havent been doing much lately.”

“just because i can,” dina kept pushing to kiss all on you, neat, soft kisses turning into sloppy, rough ones, “because youre my girl and you deserve it all, deserve the world, even.”

you hummed as she nipped at your skin, moving your hands to knead her breats while she dug her nails into your hips, “dina, please.”

“please, what?” she chuckled against your soft skin, “you wanna go upstairs? hm? let me show you how sorry i am?” you could only nod as she managed to stand while also holding you up still, “yeah?”

“can i still have the other gift you got me?”

“you can have whatever you want, whenever you want it. ill spoil you til the day i die.”

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mxlktxa · 9 months

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𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨

𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯!𝘢𝘶

𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘹 𝘧!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, (𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥) 𝘫𝘰𝘦𝘭, 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺, 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 (𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘺𝘢/𝘧𝘢𝘺)

𝘤𝘸; 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯(??)

𝘸𝘤; 1.3𝘬, 7.7𝘬 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴

𝘵𝘭𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

The sound of chuckling and the front door closing had startled me out of my sleep, the clock in my peripheral reading four twenty-four a.m. I pushed myself onto my feet, the cold floor making me flinch in the slightest, but I pushed forward anyway, wanting to see my fiancée, as she had been gone since six p.m. yesterday.

“Ellie? Ellie, where have you been? It’s four in the morning,” upon my arrival in the kitchen, there stood Ellie, glancing up at me while she held her phone to her ear. Who could she be on the phone with at this time? Walking towards her, she seemed to back up just a little bit, holding her hand up to keep me back which made my face twist into confusion.

“No, it’s nothing. I just got home, that’s all. I’ll call you after I wake up,” her tone came off as friendly, but her face showed annoyance and discomfort. I chose to ignore it, rubbing my eyes to try and adjust to the light.

I watched my lover finish up her call, ready to smother her in love as soon as she was available to me. This odd feeling of not having a chance to do so had made me a little upset, almost turned back to the bedroom to wait for her so we could cuddle and go back to sleep.

“Why do you do this?” Ellie brought me out of my thoughts, the question completely flying over my head for all of two seconds.

“Hm?”

“Why do you always have to make yourself known? You saw I was busy and still chose to bother me?” that friendly tone over the phone had been thrown out the window, an uneasy feeling settling in my chest which also made my hands shake out of being so shocked and nervous, “You don’t need to come running to me when I get home all the time.”

“But you’ve always loved when I did that. I’m sorry, I just… You’ve been out since six o'clock yesterday and we had plans too,” the tension felt so thick like you could strangle somebody with it, Ellie rolled her eyes at my words, “I thought I’d wait up for you and we could watch a movie or something.”

“Or you could stop being so clingy and give me some space. You don’t need to know where I am every second of the goddamn day. I have a life and friends that aren’t just you.”

A frown took over my face as I was trying to understand why she was lashing out at me. It’s been like this for the past year, and I never understood why. We blamed it on stress, on personal reasons, on other people. Ellie swore every other day that she would change, make things better yet I’ve seen no improvement from her. It was always me that changed. Stopped doing certain things, cut down on asking her for her time, and spent less time trying to pretty myself up for her to be intimate with me. I even began eating less of anything to see if that might help me. I hated it and I wasn’t sure what to do.

“I didn’t mean to upset—,”

“Say something else for once, fuckin’ christ! If you’re not meaning to upset me then stop doing these things. You’re like a lost little puppy and I’m sick of your shit,” Elie pushed past me to the bedroom, footsteps sure to have the downstairs neighbors complain in the morning.

I subconsciously followed her, proving her ‘lost puppy’ statement. I stood in the doorframe, twiddling my thumbs together, I watched as she furiously got undressed and ready for bed. used to adore watching her settle down for the night but it’s just starting to feel like she was packing things up just to leave me, alone and bummed out in the apartment.

Without even thinking, I spoke up, “Why’ve you been so nasty towards me, Els? I just wanna spend time with you. You’re my fiancée.”

The entire world froze. Tension grew impossibly thicker, my breath caught in my throat while I started to sweat. The shaking in my hands seemed worse now too, eyes darting everywhere but at Ellie to avoid her deadly gaze. Instead of blowing up at me as per usual, Ellie just stayed silent, continuing her preparation to retire for the night.

My feet carried me to the bed, kneeling on it behind her to lean my cheek against her, only to be shrugged off and nudged away. Tears were starting to well up while I just sat staring at her back. I reminisced on the times when Ellie would come home, begging me to hold her and touch her all over and I would just give in, her affection almost overwhelming when I did so.

“Will you be gone in the morning again?”

“Go to sleep,” she spoke bluntly, pulling herself under the covers.

I removed the gold ring from my finger, reaching over to Ellie to place the item on her nightstand. She turned to me with a confused, upset look. I didn’t want to go through with anything if she was only going to proceed with ignoring me and treating me so unfairly. It was odd to see her starting to worry or care after I did this small gesture.

“I’m calling it off,” I muttered, “I don’t wanna be with you anymore since you keep acting like this. I have sat and talked with you about this countless times. I have sat and talked with Joel, Tommy, and Maria about this, and it hurts that they think I should leave too.”

“What?”

“I’m tired of you, Ellie. So sick and tired,” those tears from earlier started to come down to aid my voice cracking, “I’m tired of the arguments, tired of the cold shoulder, tired of crying every time I notice you’re uninterested or that you’re not here after a small argument.”

“Put the ring back on and stop overreacting.”

“No. I know you were on the phone with another girl, and I don’t want to be the third party in my own relationship. I’m calling off the wedding, thank god we haven’t put any money into it yet, and I’m moving out with my sister next month once this lease is over.”

“You really think this is a good—?”

“I think it’s the best idea I’ve ever made in the past year that you’ve treated me like fucking garbage!” my voice cracked completely, cursing myself for being so weak in front of Ellie, “I’m done. We are done.”

Ellie was now sitting up with my ring in her hands, eyes filled with desperation and sorrow, “No, look. We can fix this, I can change.”

“Just stop. You’ve said these exact words so much I’ve memorized them, ‘I can change, and we can be happy again, I love you, babe, just don’t leave’, blah, blah, blah. Well, guess what, Ellie? I’m not sticking around this time,” we both sat in silence as we cried in each other’s presence, “Change of plans, I’ll be packing tomorrow, and I’ll be out of your hair in the next two weeks. You can keep everything here, I don’t care.”

“Baby—,”

“Stop, Ellie, just stop,” getting up from the bed, I gathered my pillows and headed out to the living room, “Just go to sleep,” I used her words from a little bit ago against her, closing the door and sitting on the couch, trying to get comfortable.

I hated how to mean I was, but I needed to put my foot down at some point. I loved Ellie, truly, but I miss the old her. The one who would wake me out of my sleep just to get a slushie from the nearby gas station, the Ellie that would suffocate me with hugs and kisses, the Ellie that promised me since high school that we would be a ‘forever thing’. Guess we were being delusional.

This was going to take me so long to get over and I hate myself for being so attached. I wish I didn’t have to deal with any of these feelings. I wished I could just feel… numb.

𝘢𝘯; 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳/𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨… 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺

#the last of us #the last of us p2 #tlou #tlou2 #the last of us fanfiction #tlou fanfiction #ellie williams #ellie williams the last of us #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x f!reader #ellie x you #ellie x fem reader #tlou imagine #ellie imagine #x reader #reader insert #imagine #𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 ⋆˚✿˖°

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mxlktxa · 1 year

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shes the one pt. l

part ll

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pairing; obsessive!ellie williams x f!reader

t/w; 18+ content/scenarios, language, obsessive behavior(?), name calling/degradation (and praising), begging

a/n; i kinda just wanted to attempt to write something from ellies pov, see if i could capture her attitude/persona

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Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. She’s doing it again. She’s staring at me with those eyes, those goddamned heaven sent eyes of her own. Why now? She really has the fucking nerve to even lay her eyes on me. Fuck!

I tried my hardest, my best to avoid holding eye contact with her but she’s so fucking beautiful. She’s just so intoxicating, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. She had to’ve put me under a spell or fucking something.

“Ellie,” her soft, plump lips threw my name from her voice box, almost dragging me towards her, “Ellie, come here, baby.”

Shit! What was it? What was it about her that just had me on my hands and knees? Her actions? Her words? Her tone, her body, looks, personality? What!?

Fuck me. Fuck me, fuck her, oh, fuck her. I needed that girl, I needed her melting in my hands and fast. I don’t want anyone laying their filthy hands on her. She had to be mine.

She’s the one for me.

I need her more than anything. As my tranquility.

“Ellie, don’t just stare. Come here. Come touch me.”

“I-… I’m coming. I’m coming, gorgeous. Wait for me.”

“Please, El. I need you. So bad.”

Fucking hell. I just want to keep her locked away, somewhere only I could find her, somewhere where nobody could lay their eyes on her. I want—no, need her to swear she belongs to me, just me. I want her to scream and cry to me about how badly she belongs to me as I ruin her for hours at a time. She’s beautiful. Such a sweet, gentle soul.

“Ellie?”

“Yes?”

“Do you love me? Do you want or need me?”

“Of course, I love you. I both need and want you. You’re mine, babe.”

“Good.”

Fuck you and your little grin. Fuck you.

Let me taste you. Let me fuck you, let me make you forget your name as you slur your words from how blissful I could make you feel. Let me make you mine. I beg. I pray!

I can’t go sleep without her next to me so I’m sure. She’s the one for me.

She always has me trapped in my head. It’s like she has the key to take me from it, though, I refuse to leave. I want her to walk me to her bed, I want to see all the freaky things she does to me. All her old relationships are so far under me and I would give almost anything to live the rest of my days with her. Fuck everyone else. Almost everyone else.

“You’re lovely and I cant help it.”

“F-fuck me, Ellie, fuck!”

“That’s it. Don’t you feel so good? You want me so fucking bad. You fucking whore. You angelic, fucking slut.”

“I do. So bad, baby, so please. Fuck! Fuck, please don’t sto-stop, fuck me til’ your hearts content. I’m yours, all yours, Ellie, fuck!”

“Atta girl. You’re so good, baby.”

“All for you, Ellie. I promise.”

She’s so amazing. So perfect, soft, sweet, gentle, fuckable, moldable, sexy, fuck! I have to get my hands on her.

Fuck. Fuck her. Fuck me. Love me, damn it. Fucking love me, hold me, kiss me, touch me, for fuck sake even spit on me. I just want you all to myself.

Give yourself up to me. Please. You fucking Picasso piece.

“Ellie!” that soft, yet stern yell erupted from her, her face riddled with worry and fear, “Ellie? Ellie, are you okay?”

I searched her face as her hands caressed mine so sweetly. Her small, delicate hands were barely pinching and tugging at my cheeks, to keep me in her presence.

Looking around, she kneeled down on the floor to level with my body that lied flat in the snow. I can’t even remember how I ended up in this situation.

Wait. Fuck. Shit. None of it was really happening.

“I’m okay. I’m here.”

“Thank god!” her shaking figure embraced mine, face hidding in my neck as she calmed her breathing.

“It’s okay. I’m here. Don’t worry, sweetheart.”

“Fuck, Ellie. Fuck, I was so worried,” she was crying. Tearful and hurt because of me. Great move, Ellie, great move.

“I’m here now.”

“Please. Let’s get you back to Jackson. It’s too cold out here.”

“Right… Of course.”

Fuck. Why was none of it was real? I need to make it real. Fast. I need her, damn it.

She’s the one for me.

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a/n; if youd like to be tagged in the pt2 comment/reblog and tag me so i know 🤎✨

a/n; pt2 is out, enjoy

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mxlktxa · 1 year

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late night kisses

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pairing; ellie williams x f!reader

summary; late nights were always tough on ellie. never really getting to sleep, sitting on the porch to smoke in order to keep her nerves calmed. thankfully shes got someone to help her back to bed.

warning; 18+/suggestive content, language, drug use

a/n; was telling my sister how my abby fic surpassed joel and the first words out of my mouth were “so abby beat joel”… im gonna cRY THAT WAS EMBARRASSING also i was gonna do a ghostface fic but the content would be kinda iffy to some and my sister said that i needed to be in an institution because of what i was gonna write… anyways heres ellie ☺️🤎

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“Ellie?” I opened the front door, finding the woman I had been looking for sat on the porch steps, doing her usual routine which consisted of smoking a little bit of weed and shoving some pepperoni slices into her mouth.

I kneeled behind her, wrapping my arms around her stomach. Her hands met mine, a strong whiff of weed coming off of her but I could obviously care less. My lips landed on the nape of her neck, hands lightly rubbing her waist as she hummed a little bit to greet me.

“Hi, baby,” I whispered between kisses, “Why didn’t you wake me up? We could’ve talked instead of you being stuck by yourself.”

“You looked like an angel. Even if you had a little bit of drool on the side of your mouth,” she chuckled as she responded to my question, handing me some of her snack. I reached for the treat, only to have Ellie pull away last second and insert half of it in her mouth.

“You’re so cheesy,” inching closer, I bit down on the half that was left out, kissing her afterwards, “Come to bed, Ellie. It’s cold out here and I miss you.”

“Miss me? I’m just outside,” Ellie put out the joint, cleaning up the area before helping me up from the ground.

“Yeah. Without me.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll leave a cutout of me in bed next time so you won’t feel so lonely,” Ellie rushed in the house as she laughed, before I could playfully punch her shoulder and call her an ass hat.

I followed her as she returned her snack to the fridge then snatched a water bottle, heading upstairs with my hand in hers. Once we reached our shared bedroom, I straddled Ellie as she sat on her side of the bed.

“Fuck. You’ve been wanting this ever since you found me, huh?” Ellie’s hands landed on my hips, lips resting on my hips and I gave a feeble ‘mm-hm’ as a response, “You’re so beautiful, princess,” her words went from one ear and right out the other as a hand reached below my waist to lightly rub on me through my panties, receiving a soft, shaky whimper from me.

I tried to keep eye contact with Ellie, but as per usual she overpowered me and I looked away, her hand coming up from my hip to force me to look at her. She chuckled at how hard I tried to look away, her lower hand now tugging the fabric aside and pulling me close to whisper in my ear.

“Lay down, gorgeous.”

Of course, I followed instructions, lying on my side of the bed while Ellie did everything to make sure to not break contact, to move in sync with me as I kept my eyes locked on hers. She hated to break contact during such an intimate moment like this. As if she was gonna be sent straight to hell if she even slightly broke the connection.

Soon, I had Ellie kissing, biting and licking all over my thighs, taking her time to reach my heat. She was just two seconds from her desired destination, peeking at me through her lashes, smirking before she wrapped her lips around my clit, arms snaking around my thighs to hold me close, minimize my struggles to wiggle away.

“Fuck. Ellie, yes,” sheepish, whines left my throat, more words trying to form but the only thing jumping off my lips was her name in such an embarrassing amount. There was humming emitting from her voice box, adding a bit of pleasure to the experience.

One of my hands reached for her arms that stayed glued to my thighs, the other raking through her hair to push her closer to me, earning a chuckle from her.

Ellie’s tongue was just having its own field day inside of me, attempting to rip some rowdy moans from me. In her near success, I reached for a pillow, drowning out the wails I had given her.

“Please, baby, I’m so fucking close. Don’t stop, Ellie, don’t stop, don’t stop,” I begged after I threw the pillow aside, now using both hands to keep her from pulling away.

Back arched and breath now shaky, I could feel an airtight knot producing in my abdomen, struggling to keep its strength. Ellie may have caught on as she went back to abusing my sensitive nub, her grip so much more sturdy than earlier.

I was nearly tearful at how overwhelmed I felt, finally feeling the knot snap and my orgasm washing over me so suddenly. That didn’t stop Ellie for about two minutes, trying to milk out every bit of my high, hands brushing over my stomach.

After slightly overstimulating me, she hovered over me, placing kisses all over my face before meeting her lips to mine, my own taste seeping to my tongue.

“You okay? You need a snack or a drink or something?” Ellie muttered, caressing my face softly. I could only shake my head, immediately feeling sleepy to her touch, “At least take a tiny sip of water for me. Please?”

“Baby-.”

“Just a quick one,” she begged, handing me the water bottle she had gotten earlier. I giggled, opening my mouth as she opened and poured the cold refreshment into my mouth, “Atta girl. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Now, please stay in bed. Or at least wake me up to talk.”

“I can’t promise that. But I’ll definitely think of doing so,” with that, Ellie wrapped us up in the blankets, holding me close and kissing my forehead as a goodnight.

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mxlktxa · 1 year

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kiss and makeup

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pairing; abby x f!reader

summary; abby can definitely hold a grudge, but when it comes to someone she cant even spend a full month without she caves in, ready to get on hands and knees to beg for forgiveness

warnings; 18+ content, language, verbal abuse

a/n; do yall listen to music while you write??? or do you just raw dog it??? cuz personally i physically cant funcion without it

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“Abby’s been asking about you,” Nora spooked me as she spoke, hands slamming down on my shoulders while I was picking the door to a room in the cabin. I sighed, turning to her as I put my knife away.

“Who?” I questioned, giving a puzzled look as she leaned against the door frame.

“Uhm… Abby? Y’know, your-.”

“Gives an actual fuck,” I dropped the expression, pushing through the doorway as Nora followed right on my heels.

“Y/N! You guys never fight like this. What the hell happened between you two?”

“None of your goddamn fucking business! If Abby wants to speak to me then she would come to this door right now, begging for my forgiveness.”

“She can’t exactly do that if you won’t even be in the same room with her.”

“Sucks to fucking suck then, doesn’t it?” I scoffed at the woman in front of me, searching the room for either supplies or possibly infected.

“This is exactly what I’m talking about,” Nora brought her hands to her hips, sitting at the desk in the corner, “Abby is seriously worried about you.”

“No! She’s worried about that fucking immuned girl and her fucking guardian! She does nothing but spend her time searching for the fucking two, not even giving me the light of day to speak with her!” I argued, holding back on saying anything too harsh about Abby.

Just then a knock sounded at the door frame, Abby standing in it and rubbing her hands together. A groan left me, eyes rolling at the timing. Thank god I held back, I guess.

“I’ll take my leave then,” Nora left the room with a smug look, the tension between me and Abby swallowing us whole.

I kept my distance, arms crossed and eyes trained on her. Even if I was upset with her, I couldn’t help the urge to go over to kiss her then allow her to take her frustrations out on me.

“Y/N-.”

“Spit it the fuck out Anderson, I don’t have time for your bullshit.”

Shit. I need to calm down. At least just a little bit.

“Then just listen,” Abby huffed, walking towards me, the door closing behind her, “I know I haven’t exactly been caring for you but you need to understand that I’m trying to get back at them for my own sake. This is important.”

“More important than seeing if my fucking injuries would heal up? More important than a fucking gunshot going straight through my side? I fucking matter too, Abby!” I laughed, obviously not trying to lighten up the mood but because she was unbelievable. At least to me.

Abby huffed out through her nose, still walking towards me. My first instinct was to step back but I couldn’t. I wanted her to touch me, to hold me, to fucking love on me for once.

“I promise. From here on out, you’ll be one of my top priorities. I won’t leave you out anymore. I swear.”

Her words acted as a blanket to me, making me feel warm and comfortable. I could just tell by the look in her eyes that she meant it. All of it. But I didn’t want her to stop at that and understand that I was forgiving her.

“I want you to prove it to me,” I lowered my tone with her, scanning her body before she responded with a confused expression.

“Prove it? Prove it how?”

“Get on your fucking knees. Prove that shit to me.”

“What?”

“Did I stutter? I’m tired of letting you off the hook so easily.”

Abby complied, eyes glued to my own. It was pathetic to see a much physically stronger and bigger woman listen to someone,who wasn’t even close to intimidating overpower her so easily.

“Y/N. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t’ve treated you the way I did. I shouldn’t’ve ignored you for so long. I was just blinded by my own goals.”

My hand lowered to her lips, observing as she desperately clung to it, kissing it so gently and holding my hand to her chest. Abby’s head then rested on my thigh.

“Yeah? And what have you learned from this?”

“To always, always include you. Always give you some of my time. Always check up on you.”

“When will this start? Today, tomorrow? Or after you’ve achieved your goals?”

“Now. Right now.”

“Good,” I smiled, “Stand up. You look absolutely pathetic. Don’t you think?” I asked, watching as she slowly began to tower over me.

“I do. I’m sorry.”

“Shut up and take me already,” I snarled, pulling her close to allow her to pick me up from the ground and kiss me roughly.

Abby went straight to pin me against the door, my legs wrapping around her hips as she palmed at my breasts for a bit. In the heat of the moment, I wrapped her braid around my hand, violently hauling her head back, winning a slight grunt from her. I chuckled, shaking my head.

“Fuck, Y/N, please.”

“How are you not embarrassed, Anderson? What do I do that keeps you coming back to me?”

“I-I dont know. Fuck, I need you. That’s all I know.”

I released her hair, Abby immediately let her teeth sink into my collarbones, now hovering her hands over the hem of my shirt, her frosty fingers sending shivers up my spine.

“Can I?” her tone was so beautiful, almost intoxicating. She was asking, no begging to touch me. To feel me up and give in to me. I couldn’t say no to her, to her heavenly requests.

“Do whatever pleases you, Abby. I’m all yours.”

Right there, Abby had let me fall to the ground, kneeling to undo my pants and shover her face into my crotch, forcing a moan from me as she did so. Her tongue swirled inside of me, lapping up any slick she could, letting her thumb play with my clit as she ate me out.

“Fuuuck, Abby, shit,” I did whatever I could to keep my voice down, leaning my head back on the door. Abby was grunting and humming as she continued her assault, her unoccupied hand digging her nails into my hips.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” she mumbled, “I’ll never disrespect you. Never again, I swear.”

“Shut the fuck up and keep going, damn it,” I murmured, looking down at her as her eyes locked with mine, “Fuck you, Anderson, holy shit.”

Abby only chuckled, hands running up and down my waist. Soon she had noticed I was just panting now, which she understood as I was ready to release this unbearable knot in the pits of my stomach. Her thumb moved fast, producing more moans and whines from both parties.

My knees were ready to give up on me but Abby was able to somehow keep me up, eyes still on my own as she kept her teasing going.

“Abby, Abby, please. Fuck, I’m so close, so fucking close,” I cried, hands meeting her hair again only to refuse her from pulling away and denying me. But maybe I should’ve let her deny my orgasm as when it hit, I couldn’t help but cry out her name, banging on the door restlessly.

Once she pulled away from me, she helped me with my pants then allowed me to fall on my knees and into her arms. At that point, I was a mumbling and quivering trainwreck.

“We gotta work on that delivery, Y/N. What am I supposed to tell the others when they run up here?”

“F-f-fuck if I kn-know,” she tried to hold me even closer to her chest, like she wanted to become one, “I fucking hate you, Abby.”

“I know.”

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“ellie, baby,” your voice was overflowing with that sweet, sultry tone she loved, even if you were just barely whispering, “come here.”

she paused her action of slipping her prized spiderman comics into the plastic sleeves she had just bought, those forest green eyes landed on your figure, trying to steer away from how your legs crossed over one another. ellies urge to just lay her head on your lap and melt away was irresistible— as well as inevitable later on—, but she kept her cool, leaving to join you on the couch you sat on.

“whats the matter, babe?” she responded, an attempt at palming at your thighs was made, but of course it was unsuccessful, you swatted her hand away before placing a kiss on ellie’s lips, “d’you need anything?”

“mmm, take a break from your comics. youve been setting them up for so long.”

“m’almost done, babe. five minutes, these are the last few spiderman ones i need to put up.”

your eyes had shown a bit of sorrow but you nodded, understanding that these artifacts were precious to her just as your collectibles were to you, “be quick,” you stood from the couch, leaving ellie to watch you leave to your shared rooms, “you havent shown me enough love today and i miss being smothered by you.”

there ellie sat on the couch, fighting the urge to fly into the room behind you, ripping your clothes off so she could dip her fingers deep into your cunt and muffle your cries with a long, suffocating kiss. the auburn-haired woman loved to see your expressions as she fucked you so nastily, adored your pleas and huffs, and admired, yet dreaded when you would flip the situation, your fingers now in her pussy, your mouth muffling her complaints and you edging her for what felt like ten years. but she didnt care too much. as long as it was all with you. her perfect, mesmerizing angel.

“ill be right there… give me two minutes.”

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ᴅᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ

ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ!ᴀᴜ (ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ)ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ!ᴀᴜ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ(ꜱ); ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ!ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ; ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍꜱ*, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ, ᴅɪɴᴀ ɴᴏʟᴀꜱᴛɴᴀᴍᴇ (ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ), ʀɪʟᴇʏ ᴀʙᴇʟ (ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ), ᴊᴏᴇʟ ᴍɪʟʟᴇʀ (ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ)

ᴄᴡ; 18+ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴇʟʟɪᴇꜱ ᴘᴏᴠ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ/ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱʜ (ꜱᴇʟꜰ ʜᴀʀᴍ), ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ/ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅʀᴜɢꜱ(/ᴅʀᴜɢ ᴜꜱᴀɢᴇ), ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ/ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴀʟ (ᴜꜱᴀɢᴇ), ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ, ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ (ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ, ᴅᴏʟʟ, ᴇᴛᴄ)

ᴡᴄ; 1.2ᴋ, 6.8ᴋ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ

'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

I had known this girl all my life. Since we were kids, really. She was just a sweet, innocent, happy girl. She could never do anything wrong. Even her appearance came off of such, definitely wouldn’t hurt a fly. Made friends easily— not with me, I was an ass—, super creative, and very talented. She was an angel, anyone would agree. You could love her oh-so easily.

Back when we were younger, she always came up to me whenever she saw me isolated from anyone else, wanting to hold conversations or just sit in a comfortable silence. As we got older, conversations were held much better and longer. She ended up giving me gifts out of the blue, begging me to accept them even when I told her to stop spoiling me. Drawings, little candy baskets, sweet notes, invitations for a sleepover or dinner at her parents.

I’m telling you. She’s the sweetest.

Later down the line, sometime between seventh and eighth grade, I would see her personality falter here and there, see her have her bad days, yet act like she was having such a fantastic one. Behind closed doors she would break down, screaming and crying her lungs out, verbally considering self-harm. I talked her out of it, thankfully, I didn’t want to see her so deep in an endless void.

Highschool rolled around, we were very, very different people. I ended up getting into substances I shouldn’t’ve gotten into, lots of fights, loads of rumors, and plenty of quick and unreasonable relationships. But her? She stayed the same. Perfect, gorgeous, happy, so very happy-go-lucky. Of course, she had her bad days, thats a given. But they were because of that stupid path I decided to walk down. And yet, that peachy little angel stayed by my side.

Fucking angel.

Around graduation, I was only smoking weed, selling some every now and again, taking time off of being in relationships. Fights were drastically reduced but rumors… Not so much. We went back to having sleepovers and little lunch dates. Mainly sleepovers as she said she enjoyed staying up with me and sleeping on top me more than sitting down and eating for what felt like ten minutes. She even encouraged me to go to college with her, move into a nice little home with her. As friends.

Moving in was wild. We would go out four times a week, constantly stay up late, and drink as if alcohol poisoning wasn’t a thing. That’s when I found out her appearance and personality was definitely not her default behavior. She was a total… let’s just say she’s not so innocent. She’s a wild dancer, crazy dirty talking, so flirtatious, highly sensual. That’s how she ended up basically admitting she’s always liked me and been dying to fuck me.

“Y’know, Els, I’ve always liked you. Love you, even. And I hated all those girls y’got with. Except that Riley girl. She was a sweetheart. M’but not Dina. ‘Specially Dina. Fuck her. Speakin’ o’ which, I would give anything to fuck you. To watch my sweet Ellie through half shut lids as she— …Mmph, nevermind. Sorry, m’sorry.”

“No, no. Tell me. Tell me what you want your ‘sweet Ellie’ to do. Hm? What do you want from me, princess?”

“Yeah? Y’wanna know?”

“Tell me, baby. No one’s around to judge.”

“I wanna watch you eat me out until I’m nothin’ but a crying, shaking mess. My legs, over your shoulders, our eyes filled with nothin’ but lust and pure love. Get me high beforehand, m’curious about what it might feel like.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Mhm… Better yet, buy a strap and let me sit on it. I’d let you do whatever you wanted to me. No complaints.”

“You’re so fuckin’ nasty.”

“Tell me about it.”

That entire interaction is what led me to actually laying her out and having her beyond fucked stupid. She asked and she received. Soon, we just labeled ourselves as a couple, she took me to meet her parents— as if I didn’t know them already— and I took her to meet mine. That includes Joel, even if he was just a really cool babysitter I had when I was younger. They love each other, platonically, of course.

“You? You’re the one that gave ‘er that bruise on ‘er arm?”

“Yep!”

“Y’seem so sweet, though. You’re also quite tiny. I reckon you could take ‘er in a fight, huh?”

“I wouldn’t go that far. Our play fighting does not do her justice, Joel.”

“Hey! You cheat! All the time!”

“I do not.”

“Joel!”

“I believe you, don’t worry, kiddo.”

We rarely ever fought. If we did it was either over something stupid— which resulted in talking it out—, or for valid, genuine reasons— those resulted in building up tension for a few hours, fucking, then talking it out. Terrible, I know but lord was she so filthy and rough.

I loved this girl and everything we’ve ever been through. She dealt with me for so long, she helped me through everything, she changed me. Of course, she would say I did the same for her but I would harshly disagree. I haven’t done nearly as much as she has for me. Except proposing and marrying the girl.

Oh, boy was she crying and passing out for the next few days.

Now present day, here we were, married and going through old photos we had and the notes she gave me back then. She was sat in front me in her nightgown, giggling at every photo she found from middle school. The picture was handed to me, both of us in our halloween costumes from that year.

“Remember this? Our little pirate and princess phase?” her eyes met mine, sending shivers up my spine and some wild butterflies in my stomach. I could only nod and stare at her in silence, too hung up on her giddy expression. “We were so cute. We still are, don’t get it twisted, but… This is a different kind of cute.”

“You’re so gorgeous,” I spoke without really thinking, watching the love of my life perk up at the small compliment. God she was the cutest.

"Thank you," she whispered, leaning forward to kiss my cheek, "I think you're very handsome."

"Handsome?"

"Mhm."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah," she giggled, scooting back from me, "so handsome that I could die."

We stared at each other in a comfortable silence, slowly starting to smile and puff up our cheeks with air. Within seconds we blew raspberries and began laughing like crazy. While she was in the middle of laughing, I grabbed the nearby polaroid that she had beside her, aiming it at her laughing expression and taking the chance to snap the photo.

"Got 'cha, pretty girl," lowering the camera, she gasped and snatched the photo from the device in my hand, sliding it off to the side. Those eyes I adored so much landed on me, holding an idea we both knew I couldn't confuse.

"Y'know, Els," she started, having me roll my eyes immediately and nod to her, "why don't we start a little private collection?”

As per usual, she came up with something I never expected to leave her mouth. My head tilted to the side, surprised at the suggestion meanwhile she just shrugged while reaching for the camera, “here. I’ll start.”

Just like that, her dropped the straps on her nightgown over her shoulders, her breasts on full display to me… And the camera. I watched as she made up various poses, snapping numerous pictures. She even stared directly at me a few times as the flash had gone off. I’m definitely fucking her after we put this stuff up.

“You’re something else, y’know that?”

“And yet,” she crawled over to me, straddling me, chest now against mine as she hugged me tightly, “you absolutely adore it. Don’t you?”

'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

ᴀɴ; ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ, ᴀꜱᴋꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ!! ̤̮

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