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guessimjoiningthespidermanfandom · 2 years

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Elliot x female!reader

Elliot x black!reader

Word Count: .7k

“ I was a soldier, now I'm comin' home, the war is over

Kick down the door, I hold your bends, you never break

You need to smell your sweet aroma”- Mac Miller in Skin

Warnings: Technically smut, mentions of death and killing.

A/N: This is my first remotely smutty thing and I’m literally posting and editing this in art class I feel like someone is looking over my shoulder reading it. Oh well. My first fic I’ve finished in a year and my first Elliot fic period. Enjoy or don’t idc. Its been like 3 days since I wrote that first part now Im typing in the dark cause I forgot to finish the post and the school wifi was shitty. Also its third person which was fun.

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Her skin is silk. She is made of porcelain. She is fire, her tongue tastes of lightning. She’s coated in pleasure.

She’s everything, it’s too much he can’t breathe. Can’t live without her. Won’t live without her for she is oxygen itself.

“Elliot” She whispers, crawling closer to him.

He loves her voice, wants to lick it from her mouth.

She is the fountain of youth.

She’s bare, she is whole, she’s his.

He seeks her out. Hands grasping at her hips, grounding himself.

She calls out his name again. He doesn’t respond, not with words at least.

He crashes his mouth onto hers.

It isn’t gentle, far from it.

He kisses her as if he wants to devour her, swallow her whole. He bites her bottom lip before slowly pulling away. He doesn’t move far. He never could.

“Elly” She gasps, caged between his bed and body.

He nips at her collarbone over a mark he’d left a day prior.

“Please” She begs.

She smells like cinnamon, tastes like heaven. Her skin is warm. He’s lost in his head. He hears her pleas.

How could she ever think he’d deny her? Doesn’t she know that he’d do anything for her? Die for her. Kill for her. Live for her.

He loves her, knows he does. She loves him too, he thinks. They’ve never said it.

He heals her. She was never made, not before him.

He sucks at her skin hoping it’ll say the words he can’t. He’s never felt something this deep, this heavy, this terrifying.

She had no home before him. She had nowhere to go and no one to be. She’d been waiting before she knew what patience was.

She wasn’t sure she believed in god. In the moments spent in Elliot’s bed, in his soul, his mind she knew. This was god and god was cruel.

“Please.” She tried again hoping this time he’d listen.

“Shh. I know,” He soothes her, stroking her hip. “I got you.”

I know you, I love you, I exist for you.

He kisses down her body, slowly. He takes his time following a path he’s trekked so many times before.

He kisses from her hip to her thigh, and back up again.

He gives her what she wants, eating her, breaking her apart, putting her together.

She drifts one hand to his hair. Not pulling but she entangles her fingers in it nonetheless. Grounding.

“I can’t-“ She chokes. Can’t do this anymore. Can’t exist without you, want to be yours forever. Can’t pretend to not love you, to not need you.

So many words left unsaid, they taint the air leaving a stale taste. Poison.

He pulls away for a second.

“I know, me either.” He murmurs he understands, always has always will.

He dives back in.

She’s unraveling, gasping and panting, writhing.

He glances up at her intoxicated. There is not a single drug that can compare to her. This divinity, she is his, and she owns him.

She is the most gorgeous creature in the world.

He wants everyone to see her now. Have to see and know of her and never have her. Not like he has her at least.

She screams his name as she is set ablaze.

She pulls him up to her face with her arms around his neck.

She kisses him, a million tastes mingle on her tongue as her mind spirals. Their souls swirl with each other around the space.

Nothing will ever be better than this.

She knows this cannot last. This moment cannot be forever. The idea of being together will only complicate things. He knows this too, knows she cannot be his, not truly. They don’t know how.

He wants to paint her to have something of her forever, when this moment fades and her warmth leaves him, he’ll still have her. Her essence encapsulated, in an everlasting medium.

They are stupid, they are cursed, by Eros; son of Aphrodite goddess of love and war. They were chosen by the Gods favored and cursed, set to this merciless fate. Love and destruction, two sides of the same coin. To love is to be in pain. To love is to die.

She is willing to die, willing to take him down with her, she pulls him closer to her. Closer and closer until he is inside her until there is no distance left at all until he is swimming in her.

“I want you.” She says against his lips.

He knows what she means.

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kausstar · 5 months

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— ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ spotless mind , elliot .

no characteristics of reader besides the reader wearing lip gloss. black reader in mind but anyone can read. smoking. swearing.

the room was covered in a cloud of smoke as you held your latest puff of weed in your mouth, eyes low from your past drags of the drug. elliot, who was laid on your lap, watched as you blinked slowly and your glossy lips part to release the smoke from between them. his eyes continued to be glued on them until you speak. “el or elly?” you ask as your free hand played in his soft hair. “which ever. i like both,” he shrugs, taking the joint from your hand to take a drag of it, but it doesn’t make it to his mouth because he takes notice of the shiny ring around the butt of it.

back resting against his pillows, your mind continues to think about your question— not noticing his staring gaze on it. "elly is more of a jules thing, right? i like el better," you ramble on, eyes finally looking down after coming to a conclusion on your own. you’re confused when you catch him twisting the joint in between his fingers, grin spread on his face as he does so. you couldn’t understand what was so funny about it.

“what? something wrong?” you asks, eye brows pinched in worry as your hand stops massaging his scalp. he’s quick to look over at you after hearing your voice but his grin grows into a smile at the looks of you. “no,” he shakes his head before he places it into his mouth and takes a drag. you were still confused on why he was smiling so hard until he blows the smoke from his mouth slowly and speaks up again. “your lip gloss tastes really good, by the way,” he teases, gesturing the blunt over to you with a grin and you don’t understand at first until you notice the glossy ring.

“sorry, want me to wipe it off?” you reply nervously making him chuckle and reassure you with a shake of his head. “it’s cool,” he replies, eyes sharing a glance between your eyes and lips. his look doesn’t go unnoticed by you before he rambles on, “i like it. reminds me of you.”

you roll your eyes at his comment. “you’re so fucking corny, you know that?” you ask, head tilted to copy his laying position.

“really?” he squints at you as if he’s confused, smile giving away his teasing intentions. “i didn’t notice.”

 2023 kausstar.

#⋆ 𐙚 ₊ ˚ star #+ yes it’s bad. i know.#elliot x reader #elliot euphoria x reader #elliot euphoria #euphoria #euphoria x reader #euphoria fanfic #dominic fike x reader #elliot imagine #dominic fike #x black reader #x black fem reader

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strawb3rryscorpio · 7 months

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Saw your recent post saw a Dominic fike tag maybe dating headcannons?

𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐅𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒:

most romantic mf on the planet. i mean weekly date nights, flowers and gifts at random times. he insists he does all that because he wants to make up for the time he spends in the studio and you really can’t complain with 2k hanging from your neck

pet names!!!!! and from the both of you. you will almost never call each other by your actual name. also it’s literally anything from babe, baby, love, sweetheart, honey.

backtracking to date nights. if it’s something more casual, you will catch a movie and then go out for dinner or you’ll walk around town and window shop. if it’s something formal though, you’ll get dressed up and eat out at a fancy restaurant and then explore the area afterwards talking about anything and everything.

he would get you to listen to his new music before anyone else would. and in all honesty he only really considers and trusts your opinion on what he should release.

you would be his number one supporter no matter what project he was working on. you’d attend as many shows as possible and watch from backstage or even in front of barricade, sometimes. you’d also go to visit him on set if he was filming something, which he’d really enjoy.

while on the topic of music, he is definitely the master of writing tacky songs and then playing then on the guitar you both know it’s cringey but deep down you absolutely love it.

like he’ll notice you being down one day and he’ll tell you to give him five minutes, and before you know it, he’s back and singing some lyrics about how beautiful you are and how he hates when you’re down.

dumb arguments about dumb things are a give. whether it’s about a missing sweater or who has to do the dishes. no matter what though, he will be the first to apologize. (he’s for that princess treatment)

he’s also pretty jealous but it’s like he’s execute it in a toxic or harmful way. he knows his limits and he knows he trusts you but sometimes he cannot help but start imaginary beef with any man that makes conversation with you.

you’d be the IT couple at every event with your matching outfits every time!!! anytime you attend an event together the pictures end up blowing up on social media.

you’d be everyone’s favourite/comfort couple. every time you post some dumb tiktok with him, it’ll end up going viral with tons of likes and comments.

he’s very clingy and i stand by that. your doing laundry? he’s following you around. at an event? he’s trailing behind you. even to the bathroom. you’re running errands? he’s up and ready to go.

you’d assume the clinginess would get annoying at times, but you absolutely love it.

enjoying the most mundane activities together. like folding laundry, cooking, and doing your skincare.

he’s is 100% the type to say that a moment is cute out loud and ruin the moment. it makes you laugh out loud every time he does it.

you’ll be sitting out on the balcony smoking a joint and he’ll say something around the lines of, ‘this is like out of a movie’. you’ll laugh but you agree. ‘dom, when you say it out loud, it ruins it!’

while on the topic of smoking, you guys spend every saturday night out on the balcony smoking a joint or hitting a bong and just talking about random shit and giggling the entire time.

posting each other all the time. he’s always posting cute pictures of you on his story and feed and you’ll post cute pictures of you two together.

his family would absolutely adore you. you’d spend girls day with his little sister quite often. you and his mom would call each other often and talk about anything.

he’s really sensitive even though he might not seem like it. you always watch him closely at events or even during nights out with friends to see if anything is bothering him or if someone’s pissing him off. to you, he’s very easy to read and you know exactly what to do.

you are also so open with each other about every little thing. you’re the definitely the couple that tells each other the tiniest little details about your day. you’ll get texts from each other like ‘just ate an apple’, ‘i put chia seeds in my smoothie’. and just cute things like that.

bomb. ass. sex. do i even need to elaborate??? it’s just so good and keeps you both happy and the relationship super healthy.

super touchy too!! throughout the day he has to have a hand on your boob, thigh, over your shoulder, or on your hip. literally anywhere at all times.

being the ushy gushiest couple ever !!!

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h speaks🪽: i am obviously speaking from experience. i hope you enjoyed and be sure to request anything you’d like!!! appreciate anyone who reads my work it means a lot 💝

#dominic fike #imagine #dominic fike x reader #fanfiction #euphoria #headcanon #sunburn #dontstareatthesun #dominic #writer #euphoria x fem!reader #elliot #elliot x y/n #elliot euphoria #elliothbo

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rohansdisciple · 6 months

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𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 ★ .

summary : elliot breeding after you say ‘yes’ to him asking for a baby ♥︎ .

warnings : romance / smut / nsfw . fem / afab reader . established relationship / married . pet names used . nipple play . sex toy ( vibrator ) . oral ( fem receiving ) . squirting . p in v sex . light marking . breeding . and i think that’s it ! tell me if i missed something ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ !

word count : about 3.1 k *

reading time : about 12 minutes *

other : 16+ ** . takes place in the stardew we all know and love, i believe i changed some minor things so the plot makes sense ! may have some minor grammatical errors && the entire story is written in lower case and the punctuation has double spacing in between the words * .

a / n : so last month while i was playing stardew valley elliott asked for a baby . which made me freeze in my seat by the way , then i said yes and moved on . then when my character had the baby , i froze once again . but that time i got an idea to write about him asking for the baby and the first baby making attempt :D ! so enjoy pookie bears ^ ^ !

credits to @ rookthornesartistry on tumblr and @ crispyporkbelly on deviant art for the dividers !

" finally , i reached the 100th floor ... " you sigh , finally arriving at the location you've been attempting to reach for weeks . you look at the time to see how long you've been down in the mines — it's almost 11 p.m . " i should call it a day and go home , " you think as you board the elevator to the top . when you exit the mines , you choose to use the warp totem to get to the farm since you have no desire to make the 30 - minute walk back to the house at this hour .

once you get to the house , you toss all your findings and valuables into a chest until you can sort and look at them all tomorrow . because right now , all you were concerned about was showering and then getting in bed with your husband . when you walk into the house , you head to the bathroom quietly , trying not to make too much noise since elliott is usually asleep at this time . when you switch on the bathroom light , you discover a nicely folded pair of your pajamas resting on top of the counter ; which is just a simple tank top and shorts . and it came with a note on top that said , ' enjoy your shower , love elliott ' . you grin once you finish reading the short note , and you have to remember to thank elliott for being so thoughtful and conveniently setting out your pajamas for you .

after enjoying your hot shower , you get out, get dressed , and then you make your way to the bedroom to rest for the night . you notice a dim light glowing beneath the bedroom door as you approach it . " maybe elliott forgot to turn the light off before he fell asleep ? " you think to yourself , still under the impression that he's sleeping . when you enter the bedroom , elliott is fully awake and reading a book in bed . it seems like he was waiting for you to come and join him .

“ hey babes , i didn’t expect to see you up at this hour ; whatcha doing up - ? ” you ask while you get into bed with him . “ i was too deep in thought that i couldn’t fall asleep , so i decided to read a book and wait for you to return , my love ... ” elliott chuckles as he places his book and reading glasses on the nightstand before lying down with you . " oh , by the way , thank you for setting out some clothes for me , sweetheart . i really do appreciate it , " you say softly . elliott places a kiss on your forehead and then says , " no problem, honey ... it's the least I can do when you work so hard every day , " he replies .

" did everything go well today , sweetheart ? " elliott asks as he caresses your cheek with his thumb . " mhm ... i got really lucky today in the mines , so i got a lot accomplished , " you reply in a hushed tone , closing your eyes for just a moment . " that's wonderful , my love ... " he says softly , his words trailing off .

for a while , neither of you speaks ; you're too busy enjoying elliott's touch , and he's preoccupied with his thoughts , which creates a brief moment of silence between the two of you. he can't decide whether this is a good time to talk to you about what’s been on his mind or if he should just drop it and talk to you about it some other time . once elliott convinces himself that now is the perfect time to talk about the thing that's been on his mind , he speaks up .

" can i talk to you about something , honey ? " " it's been on my mind for a while now - " elliott nervously says to you . " of course , what's on your mind , honey ? " you ask , sitting up and leaning against the bed's headboard . once he knows he has your full attention , he speaks , " so , i've been thinking about ... talking to you about trying for a child . " he pauses for a few seconds then continues , " i've always wanted to be a father , and now that i have such a lovely wife , i'd really like to have kids with you — if you want them , that is . " when he stops talking , elliott anxiously awaits your reply .

you consider what he said for a moment , and it suddenly hits you as to why elliott has been ' subtly ' mentioning babies and talking about how you two would be ' wonderful parents , ' and how the farm would be ' an amazing place for a child to grow up in ' . you sit there for a few minutes , silently considering whether you and elliott are ready to start a family , and all signs lead to the answer being yes . the house has enough space to raise a child ; you're financially secure , and you've always wanted to be a mother . " sure , let's try for a baby , elliott , " you say , smiling .

" a - are you sure , honey ? " elliott asks you . " mhm , i thought it through ; i think we're ready for a baby , " you say . elliott hugs you tightly and exclaims , " that's amazing , darling ! i'm happy that you said yes ! " " i'd be down to start trying right now, actually , " you offer boldly . " really ? ! r - right now , hon ? but aren't you tired from the day ... ? " elliott asks , slightly flustered by your suggestion . " i'm not that tired , sweetheart . and , besides , i can see you want to start trying now , too , " you tease , looking at the slight bulge in his sweatpants.

" you got me there , my love . the very thought of me getting you pregnant is exciting ... " elliott whispers , his face flushed as he caresses your waist . " you're just too beautiful to resist ... " he mutters as he draws you into a kiss . the kisses you two share start off soft and slow , but they quickly turn into more passionate ones as you both begin to caress and crave one another . elliott's hands quickly find their way under your shirt , and you tremble when you feel his cold hands grope your bare boobs . " mmh ... your hands are so cold - " you pant once you pull away from the kiss .

elliott chuckles when he hears you say that his hands are cold , and he says , " sorry, baby , they'll definitely warm up if i touch you some more , though ... " elliott teases as he removes his shirt and begins to shift his body on the bed . you watch as elliott positions himself to lean against the headboard of the bed . " come sit , my love ... with your back to my chest , " elliott says to you , patting his lap and pointing to the space in between where he wants you to sit . " o - okay ... " you murmur as you crawl closer to him , your gaze fixed on the growing tint in his sweats .

once you get situated , elliott takes off your shirt and places his big hands over your boobs . " you have such beautiful breasts , honey ... i love how sensitive your nipples are to my touch ... " elliott whispers in your ear , making you shiver . " ngh- " you moan as his fingers run over your nipples . " you like that , baby ? " elliott asks , placing soft kisses on your neck . " m-mhm ... i love it - " you gasp , savoring the sensation of him rolling your nipples in between his thumb and index finger . laying back and letting elliott pleasure your body has to be one of your favorite things ; every touch he gives you makes you tremble with excitement .

when elliott notices that you're practically shaking from him teasing your nipples , he knows you're craving for him to touch you . " e - elliott , please , touch me ... " you whine . elliott chuckles as he hears your desperate pleas for his touch , " alright , hon . lift your hips for me ... " he says as he begins to remove your shorts and panties . you do what he says , feeling yourself getting wetter with each second he doesn't touch you .

" open your legs too, darling ... i need to feel how wet you are for me , " elliott tells you as he puts his hands on your knees . " mmh , okay ... " you say breathily as you slowly open your legs for him . elliott's hands then run down your body slowly , making their way down to your wet pussy . " you're so wet for me , sweetheart ... it seems like the thought of me breeding you gets you excited too ... " elliott says teasingly as he spreads your pussy lips . " i - i charged the vibrator the other day ... could you use that on me , baby ? " you ask him . " oh , of course, darling ... anything for you , " he replies as he opens the nightstand drawer and pulls out the vibrator .

" you want the lowest setting first , right , hon ? " elliott asks as he sets the vibrator on your clit and switches it on , the low vibrations causing your entire body to flush with heat when it comes into contact with your sensitive clit . " mmh ... y - yeah , that's good right there ... " you mumble . elliott moves the vibrator in slow circles against your clit while he teases your nipples with his unoccupied hand . " m - mph ... m - more ... please , baby ? " you whine . elliott turns the vibrator on the highest setting when he hears you ask for more .

" okay , hon ... does that feel good ? " he asks . " hngh-! y - yes ... " you moan loudly as you grip onto elliott's thighs , attempting to stay in place . not even a minute later , elliott notices you were about to cum from how uncontrollable your moans became . " i - i'm gonna cum - ! c - can i cum ... " you cry out . elliott then takes the vibrator off your throbbing clit and puts it aside , which causes whimpers to fall from your lips . " not yet , dear ... i want you to cum on my face , " he says to you as he shifts his body to where he's laying on the pillows .

" come sit , sweetheart , let me take care of you ... " elliott says inviting you to sit on his face . you immediately do what he asked , hovering your wet pussy above his mouth since you're desperate for some sort of release . that , combined with the fact that you enjoy it when elliott eats you out because he has a very good tongue got you even more excited than you already were . " i - is this good , babe ? " you ask elliott . " i told you to sit , not hover , darling ... " elliott replies as he squeezes your ass . " but , honey , i don't want to suffocate you - " you explain , having only sat on his face once before . " you don't have to be worried , sweetie . " elliott says , " just sit ... " he says , guiding you down until you are fully seated on his face .

" o - oh my god ... e - elliott ! " you moan in pure ecstasy as his tongue begins to suck on your aching clit . elliott laps and sucks at your clit like he's a starved man who hasn't eaten in weeks , causing you to only think about the immense pleasure you're feeling . elliott can tell how close you are to cumming from how much your body is shaking . " hngh! b - baby ... i - i'm so close ... " you say , holding onto the headboard for support as the knot in your stomach tightens .

when elliott hears those words leave your lips , he focuses on getting you to your climax , continuing to slip his tongue in and out of your wet hole , his nose brushing over your clit as he does . seconds later , you feel the knot in your stomach beginning to unravel . " mph! m'cumming - ! " you moan loudly as your intense orgasm hits you , making you accidentally squirt on elliott's face .

when you come down from your high , you return to your senses and you get off elliott's face . " are you okay , babe ? " you ask , staring at all the fluids you've left on his face . " hehe , i'm more than okay , baby , " elliott says with a contented smile as he wipes his mouth and sits up . " but i'm not done with you yet , darling ... " he says as he removes his boxers and sweatpants, revealing his stiff cock . the pre - cum dripping from his rosy red tip alone is enough to make you drool . you want him inside of you badly ; you desperately want him to breed you right now . " now , on your back , honey ... we're not done just yet . " he whispers in your ear .

when you lay on your back , elliott traps your body beneath his , pinning you down to the bed . " i love you , y / n , " elliott says softly as his fingers intertwine with yours and your lips meet in a passionate kiss . " baby , is it alright if i put it in now ? " elliott maintains a low voice . " i'm afraid i won't be able to contain myself for much longer . " " as i said earlier , you're too beautiful for me to resist ... " he adds , his cock twitching against you . " mhm , go ahead , darling ... " you reply , touching his flushed face . elliott then rubs the tip of his cock on your clit before slowly pushing his cock inside your warm pussy while letting out a low moan .

" you doing okay there , love ? " he asks once he bottoms out . " m - mhm ... m'good , " you say , your walls clenching around elliott's shaft . " do you need a minute to adjust , my dear ? " elliott asks . you merely nod in response . " alright ... let me know when you're ready , okay ? " he adds lovingly as he caresses your cheek .

after a few moments , you say , " i've adjusted ... you can move now , baby . " alright , darling ... " elliott says as he begins to move . elliott let's out a soft grunt as he thrusts into you , your warm walls feel amazing around his cock . that , combined with the fact that you two haven't had sex in weeks , makes him feel like he's in heaven right now . " y - you feel so good , my love ... " elliott says as his pace quickens . " mmh ... s'good - " you moan softly as you rub fast circles on your clit .

elliott's hands then grip your waist to keep a steady pace , so every thrust gives you the pleasure your body deserves and desires . " mph ... y - you're so beautiful , y / n ... " elliott whispers in your ear through his moans . elliott begins to place small hickeys on your neck as he attempts to find that spot inside of you that drives you insane every time . when the tip of elliott's cock hits your g - spot , your eyes roll to the back of your head with ease . " hngh-! r - right there - ! d-don't stop - ! " you moan loudly . " you like that , baby ? i'll keep doing it then - " elliott pants .

the bedroom is quickly filled with the sounds of skin slapping together , your moans , and elliott's low groans and pants . both of you are clinging to each other so desperately , like the pleasure you two are feeling would just stop if either of you let go . elliott pounds into you mercilessly as you feel the knot in your stomach becoming tighter and tighter by the second . elliott can tell you're close to your orgasm from the way your walls are clenching around him . " y - you're gonna cum , yeah ? j - just let go , baby - " elliott says to you . with a few more deep thrusts and touches to your clit , you can feel the knot in your stomach unraveling . " mmph ! m'cumming ! " you moan , your whole body shaking violently as you cling to elliott .

it took every fiber of elliott's being not to cum inside of you right then and there as your walls pulsated around his cock as he continued to thrust into you as fast as he could . " mph! it's s'deep - " you whine . you couldn't deny that elliott looked so hot with his hair clinging to his sweaty forehead as he pounded into your sloppily wet cunt . you can tell from how erratic and rough elliott's thrusts were becoming and the way his face was twisting in pleasure that he was close to reaching his orgasm .

" y - y / n ... i - i can cum inside , right ? " elliott asks , wanting to make sure that this is what you wanted . " y - yes ... mph- ...stuff me full w - with your cum - " you say in between moans . now that you've told elliott that you wanted him to cum inside of you , he's only focused on two things — getting off and , most importantly , breeding you . elliott continued at his rough and fast pace , not letting up until he felt his orgasm approaching . " hngh-! baby , i - i'm cumming - ! " elliott moans as his body shakes as he cums deep inside of you , his cock filling your pussy with thick ropes of cum .

when elliott comes down from his high , he lays his body on top of yours and places his head in the crook of your neck , softly panting in your ear , attempting to get your body as close to his as possible . " i wasn't too rough , right , hon ? " elliott questions you once he catches his breath . " of course not , love . i feel amazing , actually , " you reply with a slight chuckle as you run your fingers through his long ginger locks . " you being satisfied is all that matters to me , my love , " elliott adds softly . " now , let's get you cleaned up , dear , " elliott says , lifting his body off of yours .

when elliott pulls out , his face immediately flushes with a red tint when he notices his cum slowly oozing out of you . " i - i'll be right back , honey - " elliott says as he gets out of bed and dashes out of the bedroom flustered . a few short moments later , elliott comes back to the room with a bowl and a washcloth in hand . " what's inside the bowl ? " you ask as elliott places it on the nightstand . " just some warm water to wipe you off , dear , " elliott replies , dipping the washcloth in the water . " all right , hon ... open your legs for me , " he says as he climbs onto the bed .

when you realize he's just trying to wipe you off down there before you two go to bed , you open your legs . " is the water too hot ? " elliott asks as he gently wipes you down . " no , it's warm , baby ... " you respond with a breath of relaxation . you lay there in bed , relishing in the sensation of the warm cloth and elliott's gentle touch , your eyes beginning to feel heavy .

" there , all done , " elliott says as he puts the washcloth back in the bowl . when he looks at you , he immediately smiles when he sees how relaxed and sleepy you look . elliott then lays next to you in bed and pulls you close . " i love you so much , y / n ... " he says in a hushed tone while rubbing slow circles on your back . " i love you even more , elliott ... " you murmur , clinging to him for warmth . elliott watches as you begin to slowly fall asleep in his arms . you truly were his world , his everything . " whatever the future holds for us , i'm looking forward to spending each moment with you , my love , " elliott whispers as he kisses your forehead before drifting off alongside you.

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 ★ ...

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usercupid · 11 months

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Mixed Signals

hi yall! i know i have a history of making fics then disappearing but i actually have plans into making this a series! i don’t know how long it’ll span but i’m thinking 3 or 4 chapters so stay tuned if u like the story! 🪷🤍 also srry the ending is rushed cause im tired and just want to finish this!

elliot x fem reader

lowercase on purpose

not proofread

2.3k words

synopsis; you and elliot were best friends, and despite being flirtatious, there was never really anything going on between you two.. right?

Chapter 1: History class

junior year was rough. the new schedule adjustments, not knowing anyone in this new school, and being smart enough to not completely fail but also not smart enough to effortlessly pass all weighed down on you. you could get by being alone, but it was never easy. that was up until you met elliot.

“elliot, we have to finish this history project.” you advised. of course, you didn’t actually mean we. you always ended up carrying the weight of the work whenever you worked with him. normally, doing all the work in a group project would drive you up the wall. but whenever you got around elliot, you felt as if his presence was enough. you never pushed for anything more from him.

he was also your first best-friend, and you were his. nothing could compare to the nights you spent on the phone with him, whether you were doing algebra homework, or trying to pick out a dress for your first party, he was always there.

elliot took a pull from the blunt you both were smoking and it became infinitely hard for you to not stare. “y/n,” elliot started as he exhaled the smoke, “we have more than 2 weeks to finish this. and all we really have to do is copy what we wrote in our notebooks onto the poster board! it can’t be that difficult angel”

there was that nickname again. he’s used it plenty of times before now, but its weight never faltered because it always made you weak in the knees.

“but still, i’d like to finish this now so we have time for ourselves later,” you sighed, and in an attempt to hide your flustered face, you began copying down your notes to your poster.

“time for ourselves? what do you have in mind?” elliot teased as a sly smile appeared on his face, taking another hit from the blunt.

he didn’t know if the weed was making him bolder, or if it was the way the light from his window perfectly dawned on your relaxed figure, but elliot began to admire your features.

you were so soft with him, never making him feel smaller than you. always taking his feelings into consideration and looking out for him. even now, where you seem uptight, elliot couldn’t help but admire.

he couldn’t pinpoint just exactly what about you in this moment was enticing him like never before, but regardless of what it was, he couldn’t stop staring. and unbeknownst to elliot, you sensed him eyeing you down.

“y’know if you keep looking at me like that, i won’t get any work done.” you giggled, looking up at him.

“well that would be just terrible” he mused as he got up from his seat on the floor and moved closer to you on the bed to pass you the joint. he then held the blunt up to your lips and as you inhaled, you looked up at him. his eyes were low, red, and they never seemed to leave yours. he was so close, you were able to feel the warmth radiating off his body, and somehow, you never felt more comfortable.

his cool fingertips had just barely grazed your lips but that single, electrifying touch left you longing for more of him, and it took every ounce of strength you had to not ask.

after what felt like a century (but was just 6 seconds), he removed the blunt from in between your lips and watched you inhale the smoke, then exhale slowly. everything you did was hypnotic to him, and he couldn’t get enough.

the next day, you sat with jules and rue in the cafeteria. elliot decided to eat off campus for lunch, and you were glad that you hadn’t seen him all day yet. if you were being honest, you had been avoiding him all day.

you weren’t mad or upset at him by any means, but you just didn’t know what to say to him. i mean, what could you say? your relationship was always flirty, so why has it just hit you now?

“can i tell you guys something?” you blurted to your friends sitting across from you.

as you asked, you started to mindlessly scroll through you and elliot’s messages. you had never thought your feelings towards elliot were anything other than platonic up until a few weeks ago, and yesterday had only confirmed that you wanted him more than you’d like to admit.

“yeah sure, wassup?” rue asked, munching on her sandwich

“would you ever see me and elliot as.. you know,” you hesitated, “a thing? like together?”

“wait.. you guys aren’t ‘a thing?’” mocked jules. “i could've sworn you guys we’re together!?”

rue laughed to herself as she began to speak, “yeah i mean, you guys are always flirting with each other? i just assumed you guys were dating ‘nd just didn’t say.”

“you think so?” you questioned, fiddling with your well-manicured nails. you never saw anything between elliot and you until recently so there is no way that everyone else saw what you were so blind to.. right?

“yes, y/n, oh my god! i can’t believe you guys aren’t already dating!” jules exclaimed while giggling with rue. “i never want to hang out with the two of you alone because i feel like a third wheel!”

you were utterly surprised by the words that were coming out of your best friend's mouths. there was no way other people could see you guys together. there was no way they truly thought that.

you made a face as if all the gears in your head were turning, and in all honesty, they were. they were working their hardest as you started thinking that if everyone sees you both as a couple, that would have to mean he shows some sort of romantic feelings for you, right? he has to have looked at you in some way or said something to make everyone think you guys went out, right?!

“wait so you think he likes me too?” you excitedly asked.

“if his goo-goo eyes everytime you walk in weren’t a dead giveaway to how he feels, you should know he speaks about you every second of the day..” jules confessed, “whenever he starts telling me pointless ass stories about things you’ve guys have done together, i honestly just zone out.”

“how haven’t you noticed any of this? it’s so stupidly obvious, it’s not even funny” rue mumbled with a mouth full of food.

“i don’t know?! i just never thought of him — or us like that!” you said, laughing exasperatedly.

“probably ‘cause she’s in love too!” jules teasingly exclaimed. you knew she was joking, but for as long as you’ve known him, all you ever wanted to do was spend all day with him. he always showered you with attention and quality time. and even if he didn’t, you’d still drop everything to be with him. there was never any words or actions that needed to be spoken or done between the two of you in order for you to feel appreciated and loved.

loved. you would never bat an eye if you used that word to describe your relationship with him before.

“you guys should just get together,” rue said, crashing your train of thought as she gathered her stuff for her next class, “you're both ‘best friends’ already so nothing would have to change, right?”

you didn’t respond.

on one hand, it seemed like there was absolutely nothing to lose. apparently, he’s given multiple signs that he likes you so why not? why couldn’t you shake the feeling that everything would change?

“y/n, you don't have to make a decision right now, but remember that elliot would never do anything to make whatever you guys have going on weird. he genuinely cares,” jules reaffirmed, standing up from the table.

“thanks jules, but i honestly don’t think i’m gonna ‘make a decision.’ i just want to let things work themselves out so i don’t have to” you said, getting you things and going to your history class.

walking into your class, you immediately sensed elliot was there, despite him being sat in the far back. you didn’t really know what to say after that night in his room, on top of the bombshell rue and jules had just dropped on you.

as you walked into the class, you tried to scan for an empty seat that wasn’t the seat next to him. normally, you’d sit there with no hesitation, but you hadn’t prepared yourself enough to have the conversation that so desperately needs to be held.

fuck. you thought as you saw there were no more empty seats, annoyance written on your face.

you made your way to the desk nexts his and tried your hardest to avoid any unnecessary eye contact.

skipping this class would’ve been easier than enduring 45 minutes next to someone you’re trying your hardest to steer clear of but some shit just can’t be helped.

as you sat down and the lesson began, everything seemed to be going well except for the watchful pair of eyes that followed your every move.

you felt them as you picked up your pencil to jot down notes, as you took a sip from your water bottle, to when you opened your phone. you felt your energy being snuffed by his piercing gaze.

“maybe if i just ignore him he’ll stop.” you hoped to yourself.

15 minutes had gone by and he has not stopped once. you couldn’t figure out if he was doing it on purpose to make you freak out or if he was just that nosey but you finally had enough.

“don’t stare, it’s rude.” you seethed silently, looking at him for the first time since class started

“oh you decided you want to talk to me now? to what do i owe the honor” elliot haphazardly taunted.

“damn he noticed i was ignoring him” you thought to yourself.

“only ‘cause you’ve been staring at me for the past like, 15 minutes?”

“only ‘cause you’ve been ignoring me all day.”

“i haven’t been ignoring you?” lie 1.

“you haven’t?”

“no” lie 2.

“so why haven’t you said a word to me like, all day?”

“we just have nothing to speak about” lie 3.

“you sure? cause i heard something completely different from jules”

of course.

of course she was the reason you got caught in your lies. you internally laughed to yourself and left a mental note to never trust jules with anything even mildly important again.

but on the bright side, thank god he stopped interrogating you or else your conscience would’ve started eating you alive to feed all those lies you were spouting. i guess in an odd way, you’d be able to thank jules for saving your conscience. or maybe not.

“oh really?” you smirked “what did jules tell you then?” you couldn’t let your facade fall. you knew how to work your way out of shit, even if jules mucked up your oh-so-amazing plan.

“not much” elliot replied, “she just told me you had something to say to me”

you sighed to yourself. you could either keep playing this game of avoiding talking about your situation-ship, or come clean and possibly ruin what you both have.

you know that there’s a chance that he wants you back. but why ruin what you both have right now? it’s like when you’re doing your eyebrows and they’re absolutely perfect, but you keep plucking at them to make them even better, and before you know it, you end up over plucking and now have 2 uneven brows!

why ruin what’s already been so good to you? you’re both fine with what you were.

“well she was wrong,” you finally said. “do you have anything to say to me?” a tinge of hopefulness written in that question.

after a few seconds of silence, he replied,

“no.”

see, you knew you shouldn’t have pushed it. everything could’ve been gone in a matter of seconds.

“cool.” you uttered.

you picked up a blackberry from the bowl of fruit you were snacking on and ate it while retelling maddy and cassie everything that happened in history yesterday.

“cool?” maddy repeated “why the fuck would you say cool y/n?”

“yeah you’re giving him mixed signals” cassie chimed in.

“i honestly didn’t know what else to say like, i knew if i said anything more, i could ruin 3 years worth of friendship.”

“yeah but by not saying anything you could’ve ruined 3 years worth of friendship” sighed cassie “if one day you guys were hotboxing in his room getting close, and the next you’re giving him the cold shoulder, what’s he supposed to think?”

“it’s not like he wanted to speak about it though so why should i be the one that has to?” you asked, popping a mango cube in your mouth.

“so you want him to come to you?” maddy questioned, “i’m confused why you’re even stuck over him anyway. if you’re not dating why is your relationship this stressful? take advantage of you’re stress-free, single life girl!”

“maybe you’re right about that, i mean, if we’re not together why am i even overthinking this?” you giggled, sitting up from your bed.

“no yeah, don’t stress over shit like this. if you want him to make the first move and he doesn’t, just stay friends and find someone else” maddy suggested.

just as maddy said that, a notification popped up on your phone.

elliot 🤍; do u want to come over tmr?

#elliot x reader #euphoria #euphoria x reader #elliot euphoria #elliot imagine #writing #euphoria fic #maddy x reader #cassie x reader #rue x reader #jules x reader #euphoria x y/n #euphoria x fem!reader #euphoria x you #elliot x you #mixed signals #usercupid

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iowavampz · 3 months

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𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓸 𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱🌿

You and elliot try molly together and start to get in the mood

pairing - Elliot x fem!reader

one shot length, 1.4k+ word fic

Rating: mature (18+)

Content/Trigger Warnings: unprotected sex, drugs, smut, fluff kinda

It was after school, and you were walking with Maddy and Kat. “I don't know why Nate is such a dick," Maddy said, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, he's super weird,” Kat said. "To be honest, I wish I had never dated him; it was the worst experience of my life," she muttered.

As you were about to chime in on the conversation, you got a text notification on your phone. It was from Elliot . You two had been hanging out outside of school in secret and had been communicating for a few weeks. “Meet me by my car at 5." "Who was that?” Maddy asks.

You quickly turned your phone off. "Oh, just my mom. I gotta go." You hugged Maddy and Kat, then scurried off before you were asked any other questions.

As you were walking to the parking lot, you immediately saw Elliot . He was lighting a cigarette. You smiled and walked over to him. "Hey," you said with a smile. "Hey,” he muffled the cigarette in his mouth.

“So what was it you wanted to talk about?” you said, leaning on the side of his car. “Oh yeah,” Elliot said while coughing. “Look what I got,” he said, pulling a bag with four pills out of his pocket. “It’s Molly. You in?” he said, smirking. “Fuck yeah,” you said, smirking back.

When you arrived at his house with Elliot , you got out of the car. He opened the door to his house. He bowed his head and curtsied, saying, "Ladies first." "Why thank you, good sir?" you chuckled. He laughed, and he followed you inside. You were grabbed by Elliot's hand as he brought you upstairs to his room. When he held your hand, something in your stomach churned, but you chose to ignore it.

Elliot shut his door and laid down like a starfish on his bed. His place smelled like a combination of cocaine and marijuana. He was lying next to you as you lay on the bed. He looked to his left to observe you. "Have you done this before?" Elliot asked. "No, have you?" you asked, looking up at him. Nope. It's the first time for everything, right?" He asked as he stood up. You chuckled quietly.

Elliot took his laptop off the floor and pulled the bag of pills out of his pocket. He took a card off the bedside table and started to crush the molly. You sat up on his bed and watched his movements, then his lips, then back to his movements. ‘Pull it together, y/n.’ you said in your head.

"Done, there." Elliot took two straws out of his pillow case and gave you one. He said, "Here." He laid his laptop's lines of Molly down on the bed. As you kneeled in front of the lines, you exchanged glances. “Are you ready? " he asked.You said, "Yes." After plugging one nostril hole and holding your straw, you both sniffed the lines.

After you guys were done, you and Elliot both laid on the bed, waiting for the molly to hit. For 10 minutes, you asked, “Do you feel anything?”. “Nah”. he said You could feel a wave of euphoria slowly pass through your body as you let out a deep breath. You looked at Elliot and could see it was hitting him too. "Fuckkk,” Elliot said in a relaxing tone. You could feel your eyes getting heavy, and you noticed that you were blinking very slowly. Your heart started to slow down.

“Y’know y/n. Your very fucking pretty,” Elliot said while smlling. “Shut up!" you said with a big smile. “No, I'm serious,” Eltiot said, sitting up from his bed. He grabbed your jaw with both of his hands. His left thumb stroked your cheek, and he came closer. “You really are fucking pretty. Beautiful, I might say," Elliot whispered with a low voice.

He glanced at your lips, then back at your eyes. He came in closer. Your breath hit your throat, and your heart rate quickened. Elliot came closer to your lips and kissed you hard. You kissed back and pulled him in closer. “Is this okay?” he said. You nodded yes. “No I need words baby” “yes” you said breathing heavily. He smirked. Elliot’s lips moved further.

He pushed your shirt upwards. He stroked his tongue across your skin till you shook, kissing reverently and tenderly at every newly exposed spot of skin, including your stomach and breasts. While he was doing that, you stripped all your clothes off. You looked back up to see Elliot shirtless with his boxers. You could see the outline of his dick through his boxers. You bite your lips in horniness. “You like what you see,” he said with a low voice while smirking. You nodded while biting your lips.

Elliot climbed over you and continued to kiss you going down and started to kiss your jaw to your neck, leaving hickeys. You started to moan as he went down to your pussy. “Fuckk” you moaned, biting your lips. He slowly started to lick your clit up and down, leaving you a moaning mess. He put his finger in his mouth to get them wet.

Elliot then slowly started to play with your clit. You arched your back and bit your lip. He shoved his fingers in your wet pussy. "Come on, baby, tell me what you want," he said, causing you to clench around his fingers with his smooth voice. He gave me another clit kiss. This time, his lips touched your flesh directly, causing me to moan louder. Your juices were visible on his smooth, pink lips.

“Uhhh fuck Elliot. I'm about to cum.” As soon as you said that, Elliot pulled away. His lips and chin wet from your juices. You groaned in frustration. “The only time you're cumming is on my dick.” he said, smirking. He pulls away from you by pulling his boxers off. Your eyes widen as you see his cock pop out of his boxers, and he hasn't taken his eyes off of you for even a single second.

At least spits on his hand and strokes his dick for a few times while making eye contact. Elliott taps his dick on your pussy. “Are you ready for me baby?” he asked. “Yes Elliot. Please fuck me.” you said almost whining. He took hold of your face and raised it. He kissed you once more and teased your entrance, saying, " good girl." He allowed you to adjust to his size before slowly thrusting inside of you. "You're so fucking tight Y/n ," he moaned.

He repeatedly thrust slowly till you gave him a little nod in agreement. He began to rock his hips more rapidly. As he fucked you, neither of you cared to cover up your groans. He clawed your hips while you clawed at his back.

“Fuck I can't get enough of you y/n .” he said putting his head back. You bit your lips in pleasure while gripping his sheets. His rhythm continued even when he was close. His fingers making small circles on your clit so you could come faster, but your previous actions had gotten that covered already. Elliot kept his pace, muttering sweet nothings into your ear. One of his hands tangled up in your hair, pulling your head back so he could kiss you as he brought both of you closer to 𝑒𝓊𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶.

You felt the rush of excitement again after a few more thrusts. You loudly moaned his name as you leaned your back towards him. Your toes curl, and you pull yourself out of the kiss with a loud moan. He has to wrap his arm around your back to keep you standing as your climax tears through you, all the while his thumb and hips moving in the same direction. "I swear to God, Elly. “Shit, baby. God”. Elliot continues to push himself over the edge with the same thrusts, lowering his head to the back of your neck. “Fuck im gonna-” Elliot pulls out and cums in on your stomach. “Ugh fuckk Y/n.”

You both are now breathing heavily. Elliot gets off you and walks to the bathroom. ‘Where's he going?’ you wonder. Elliot comes back with a rag and wipes you off. He throws it into the dirty clothes and lays down beside you.

“You feel like a fucking drug Y/n” “what do you mean?” you asked him. “I mean ever since I met you. I feel a relaxed and calm, I feel weird when i’m not around you and if were being honest, your the only person I fuck with. What I'm trying to say is, I like you Y/n.”

You immediately smiled from what he said. "I like you too Elly." Elliot smiled and kissed you, you kissed back. After cuddling in his bed, you could feel your eyes getting low while falling to sleep. Sleeping in Elliot's arms.

#x reader #euphoria #euphoria x reader #euphoria imagine #smut #elliot euphoria #fem reader #black reader

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elliotsgrl · 1 year

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when you have to write fics yourself bc there are aren't any for the characters you want to read fics about <<<<< and to get the hashtag saturated it means you have to pump fics out like a machine <<<<

#black reader smut #black characters #hate it here #all american homecoming #lando johnson #kang the conqueror #sam wilson #entergalactic jabari #x black fem reader #x black reader #chidi anagonye #elliot tanners #gregory eddie

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neon-lights-and-glitter · 2 years

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Can you do prompt #16 with Elliot? Like maybe they were dating and his drug habit caused him to be toxic to her but he gets clean and wants to apologize but the reader is having a hard time accepting his apology bc of the trauma he caused. Angst!

Warnings - Drugs, toxic relationships, mentions of overdose, withdraws.

Word count 1.1k

A/N- This fit the prompt so well, I hope you like it, its a lot of angst with no happy ending, my favorite thing to write haha. I wasn't sure if you did want a happy ending or not so I left it open for either.

It was safe to say that your relationship with Elliot wasn’t the healthiest. As much as Elliot loved you, he often choose drugs over your relationship.

In a way you couldn’t blame him, he was addicted. You knew that before you started dating, you just didn’t realize how bad it was. Elliot didn’t treat you the best during your relationship, and it took you a little while to realize that it wasn’t going to change until he was willing to quit using drugs.

The only time you two didn’t fight was when Elliot was high. When he wasn’t you two would argue over anything. He always took the lack of drugs in his system out on you, he didn’t mean to, but he did. He would always get annoyed when you would try to help him get sober, he would call you controlling, he knew you just wanted to help him, but he didn’t want help. He just wanted drugs in that moment, and you weren’t going to help him get drugs, so he didn’t care. You were always afraid that one day his addiction would go too far.

He also didn’t realize he had as much of a problem as he did until he broke up with you. You would threaten it, but never do it. Elliot broke up with you because you were trying to help him get better, and he didn’t want to get better.

It had been a couple months since Elliot had broken up with you. Since then, Elliot had gotten clean. You hadn’t talked to or even seen Elliot since the night you broke up. A part of you was always afraid that something had happened, that he was still using drugs, or even afraid that he had overdosed. He made it quite clear when you broke up that he didn’t want to see you again, yelling something along the lines of “You don’t actually care about me, you just want me to get clean so you can say you fixed me. Then you’re going to leave me because you don’t love me. I’m not doing this anymore, we’re fucking done.” So, when Elliot showed up at your front door it was a surprise.

Somehow, he talked his way into you letting him inside. You weren’t really sure why he was here, he was the one who hurt you. He was the one who broke up with you. You were glad he showed up in a way though, you couldn’t deny the fact that he looked better than the last time you saw him.

“What are you doing here Elliot?” You asked, crossing your arms and looking over at him, leaving space in-between you.

“I wanted to apologize” Elliot said, “I fucked up I know, but I just want you to know that I didn’t mean any of the stuff I said that night. Hell, I didn’t mean half of the stuff I said our whole relationship.”

“If you want drugs, you know I don’t have any” You interrupted, that’s how your relationship always was, he’d fuck up, then as soon as he needed or wanted something from you, he would apologize and you two would make up. Elliot shook his head.

“I don’t want drugs. I’m actually clean. Went to rehab after we broke up, and I’ve been clean ever since.” He told you, sitting down on the opposite side of the couch.

“Do you even feel sorry about what you did to me?” You asked as you hugged your knees to your chest.

“Of course, I do. I know I didn’t treat you like I should have, and I can’t blame drugs, or I guess lack of drugs, but I also can’t live with myself if I don’t apologize to you.” Elliot explained.

“I cared about you Elliot. I still do care about you. I was never trying to control you, I just don’t want anything to happen to you. I loved you.” You looked down at your hands.

“I loved you too, I still do. I’m just not used to someone caring about me like you did. I didn’t know how to deal with that, so I pushed you away. I regret that every day.”

“You really hurt me.” You said, making Elliot nod.

“I know I did. I understand if you never want to see me again, I’m surprised you even let me in.” Elliot looked over at you.

“You’re not a bad person just because of something you said while you were going through withdraws. As much as it hurt me. Maybe I’m being stupid, but I want to forgive you, I just don’t know if I can.” You sighed, “I don’t think I should.”

“I get it. I completely understand and I mean that. I’m not going to ever hold that against you if you want to hate me for the rest of my life that’s okay with me. I deserve it.” Elliot explained, as much as he was hoping to show up and receive your forgiveness, he knew the chances of that were slim.

“That’s the thing. I don’t hate you. Even after everything you’ve said to me, I shouldn’t want to forgive you. I shouldn’t want to see you again, but this whole time I wanted to see you to make sure you were okay.” You and Elliot sat in silence for a minute, neither of you knowing what to say. “How long have you been clean?” You asked him, finally looking over at him.

“5, almost 6 months.” Elliot answered.

“I’m proud of you.” You smiled softly, “Can I have some time to think about it? If I forgive you or not?” You asked and Elliot nodded.

“Of course,” Elliot smiled softly at you, “Want me to leave?” He asked, and you nodded.

“I’m sorry I just don’t know what I should do.” You sighed.

“Don’t feel bad if you don’t forgive me. I just wanted to apologize to you. Even though I didn’t mean a lot of the things I said during our relationship, I did mean it when I said I love you. I meant everything I said tonight.” Elliot said as he got up and walked to the front door to leave. “I’ll never be able to say it enough, but I’m sorry” Elliot said before walking out the front door and closing it behind him leaving you alone.

You truly didn’t know what you should do. His apology seemed genuine but was it enough to make up for all the pain he caused you during your relationship. You weren’t sure. No matter how long it took for you to decide, Elliot would be waiting for your decision. Even if it took months or years. Elliot couldn’t forgive himself for all the pain he caused you unless you did, and even then, he might not be able to, but that’s just something he would have to live with.

#elliot x reader #elliot euphoria #elliot x fem!reader #elliot x y/n #euphoria imagine #euphoria #elliot imagine #elliot x you

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infernalodie · 1 year

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Euphoria Masterlist PT.2

$ = Smut * = Fluff ! = Angst

Maddy Perez

(*) IT’S YOU - Maddy Perez x Male!reader

(!) END SCENE - Maddy Perez x Perez!Male!reader

(!) The Stone - Maddy Perez x Gn!reader

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Rue Bennett

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r-ando-m-w-rite-r · 1 year

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Seven Minutes Before Heaven

octane x FEM!reader

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You yelped as you were tossed into a small storage closet located in the back of the common room. Hitting the concrete wall with a thud, you slowly slid down it. That was going to leave a bruise. The air was knocked out of you as you closed your eyes in a dull pain. Touching down on the floor, you looked up just in time to see Octavio being thrown in as well. Before you could stop him, he landed on top of you, letting out a loud ‘oof’.

“See you two in seven minuteees!” Ramya said in a cheerful voice, holding out the last syllable of the word ‘minute’ and hitting a high note. With that, the door slammed shut, leaving only the glow of the stim that Octavio carried with him everywhere lighting the room.

You groaned, squinting your eyes. That was when you realized he was still on you, and when you looked up, his face was right in front of yours. He stared down at you, and he seemed a little taken back by the position the two of you were in. His arms were placed on either side of you, and his legs were conveniently straddling you. How had he managed to land like that?

His eyes drew your attention, however. They sparkled in the dim, green glow coming from his side. They were wide and a little puzzled-looking, but they were mesmerizing. Ramya had been right; maybe the two of you should make out. You didn’t realize it, but you were slowly leaning forward. Closing your eyes and parting your lips ever so slightly, you waited. And waited. Ok, what was he doing?

“Uh, sooo, is this the part where we kiss, chica?” Your eyes snapped open and you glared at him. Shaking your head, you sighed.

“Oh, Tavi..” you groaned. With that, you pushed him off of you, and he yelped. Flailing backwards, he hit the door with a loud bang.

“Ouch.” he said, both to you and to his shoulder, which he rubbed briefly. You listened closely and heard the other Legends talking outside.

“Damn, they must be getting frisky in there.” That voice sounded like Kairi. A few chuckles sounded, and Ramya replied, “Well, he does have some robotic thrusters on him.” More laughter occurred, and you pinched the bridge of your nose.

Ever since you had told Ramya that you may or may not have had a crush on the speedy daredevil, she had literally gone out of her way to get you alone with him. Whether it was at Paradise Lounge and forcing-no, inviting him to come to your table or in the games when the two of you were put into a squad and she made him give you his good loot. You still cringed to it now.

“Now go up to her like a real man and give her it.” Ramya had whispered, thinking you hadn’t heard it with your back turned to the replicator.

“B-But I just found it-” he muttered sadly.

“Uh, uh, uh.” she said, clicking her tongue. “Go.”

You turned around to see an unhappy Octane holding out a purple body shield. “Here Y/n.” he mumbled, not making eye contact with you.

As much as you knew it would start something, you couldn’t stand seeing him that upset. “No, it’s okay Tavi, you can keep it.” He perked up just then, either because of you using his nickname or the idea that he could keep his discovered loot.

He eagerly looked back at Rampart, looking like an excited puppy wagging its tail. But she just shook her head. His energy re-deflated, and he turned back to you, thrusting the armor out farther. “No, really, I insist.”

You really wished you had never told Ramya in the first place. It was sweet of her to try and make things work, really. But her actions were doing more damage to a potential future relationship than anything else. Octavio was pretty oblivious, but you could tell even he could pick up a few things.

“Chica.” he muttered, drawing you out of your thoughts. His voice was in a more serious tone now, despite his aloofness out in the common room only what seemed like moments before. He was looking down, but as he said this, he looked up at you. “I know you like me.”

You sucked in a breath. Who told him? Or had it really been that obvious, even before all of Ramya’s shenanigans? You opened your mouth to explain, but he continued. “And the truth is, I like you too.” His confession knocked the air out of you. He did? You stared into his eyes, and he stared back. But then his gaze averted yours.

“But it just seemed like Ramya was trying to force something that wasn’t there, a-and it made me uncomfortable.” He ran his right hand up and down his left arm, which was bracing him on the ground. “A-And I didn’t know how to respond.” He closed his eyes, seemingly awaiting a disappointed comment from you or something.

It felt like the two of you were worlds apart, despite only being on opposite sides of the room. You felt so bad for him, but just didn’t know how to express it. That kind of discomfort and pressure was relatable, as you had dealt with matchmaker tenancies before. It was just different seeing it take a toll on someone other than yourself.

Before you even thought about what you were doing, you scooted across the floor and leaned into the boy, wrapping him in a hug. Burying your face into his chest, you felt him freeze, obviously a little taken back by the abrupt reaction. But after a moment, you felt him melt into your touch and begin humming. It felt nice comforting him. You looked up into his face, and this time he leaned in. Oh, you definitely wanted this.

But before your lips could touch his, the door was pulled open, and your weight combined with Octavio’s own weight sent you two crashing down to the floor between the doorway. Your head hit his chest hard, and he let out another ‘oof’. You groaned and sat up, looking up. Around the two of you stood all the Legends at the party. You noticed Gibby and Ajay holding in what looked like giggles and you squinted suspiciously at them.

“Uh, Y/n, well, you uhhh…” Elliot started, but Ramya stepped forward, a sneaky grin on her face.

“Well would you look at that, it seems you and Tavi had a pretty fun time in there.” she smirked. You raised an eyebrow before looking down and flushing at what they all meant. You were straddling his hips. He was looking up at the others with a half-grin on his face, his Adam's apple bobbing with each breath. Upon looking back at you, he smiled reassuringly.

“No worries chica, I love you anyway, so I don’t care what position you put me in.” He winked and you snorted, ten times more embarrassed than before because he had said that in front of everyone. Ajay fake-gagged, to some of the Legend’s amusement, and you watched as Natalie turned to Renee, frowning.

“I wish you were that open about us in public.” she muttered before storming off.

Renee frowned, then growled, then shouted to her, “What? You want me to talk about how you were begging for my touch last night?” A series of ‘ooos’ went up as she then proceeded to storm after her now-embarrassed girlfriend and hug her passionately.

You also caught Taejoon giving Elliot a sly side glance before Elliot raised up his hands and protested. “No, NO! Don’t you dare, or else.” he said, backing away from the group. You chuckled at this as you pulled yourself off of Octavio, reaching down and pulling him up with his hand as well.

He just frowned and gave you puppy eyes. “Aww, but I liked the feeling of you on my d-” You clapped a hand over his mouth before he could continue, and Ramya just chuckled as the group began dispersing.

“That’s enough from you, mister.” you replied quickly, grabbing his hand and beginning to drag him back to the center of the common room where everything was set up. You weren’t sure where this newfound cockiness of his had come from, but you were already tired of it.

“Wait.” You turned back impatiently, ready to roll your eyes at him, but he acted before you could. You squeaked as he pulled you close to him suddenly, so close that your chest was up against his. Looking into your eyes deviously, he said, “I still want that kiss.” You opened your mouth to respond, but his lips crashed against yours before you could say anything.

Quickly melting into his kiss, you couldn’t help but reach up and wrap your arms around his neck. He squeezed you even closer, tugging at your hips and completely pushing the air out of your lungs. The two of you continued for what felt like hours as you enjoyed each other’s presence, forgetting about the others that would glance over every now and then and chuckle at the two of you mischeviously. Now this, this was the true ‘seven minutes in heaven’.

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doodlboy · 11 months

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Pride psa:

Hey, fic writers? Please for the love of whatevergod *DO NOT* write "gn afab reader" when you're just going to write a cis woman with they/them pronouns slapped on bc you want to appeal to trans people without doing anything to actually make it be inclusive. Similarly, don't write "gn amab reader" if you're going to write a stereotypical man and, again, slap they/them on it to try to broaden your audience without putting in the actual effort.

If you're going to write a cis male or female reader, just say it. It is incredibly easy to tell when you wrote it that way and just changed the pronouns to be more "inclusive."

#pride #fics #x reader #<-so all of you see this #elliot rambles #saw something that was advertised as gn afab and wouldn't you know. a quick skim showed that op slipped up and wrote she instead of they #4 times maybe more. had them wear typically feminine clothing. called them feminine pet names. I could keep going #it was fem reader. just- just fucking say that instead of getting ppls hopes up on something #only 2 then turn around and hit them with extremely gendered terms and situations like a fucking steel chair to the face #its genuinely sickening honestly. ppl write afab and amab now to just mean women and male readers when that isnt the point of the terms #actually frustrating as hell #since its pride month i am no longer asking nicely #ppl who do that can trigger dysphoria in some trans people and that shit fucking sucks so like- do better.

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rohansdisciple · 6 months

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𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖 ★ .

read the first part here 🍂 if you didn’t read it yet !

summary : you finding doing out your pregnant && then having the baby ♥︎ .

warnings : romance / fluff / sfw . fem / afab reader . established relationship / married . pet names used . pregnancy sicknesses / pregnancy . and i think that’s it ! tell me if i missed something ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ !

word count : about 1.4 k *

reading time : about 6 minutes *

other : 14+ ** . takes place in the stardew we all know and love, i believe i changed some minor things so the plot makes sense ! may have some minor grammatical errors && the entire story is written in lower case and the punctuation has double spacing in between the words * .

a/n : elliott’s lines while my character was pregnant and after they had the baby were just so wholesome that i HAD to write about him finding out about the pregnancy and the birth of his child… like how could i NOT do that ?!? anyway enjoy the second part pookies ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪ !

credits to @ rookthornesartistry on tumblr and @ crispyporkbelly on deviant art for the dividers !

while peacefully fishing your afternoon away to make extra money , you suddenly feel nauseous and dizzy . maybe the smell of the fish is causing you to feel sick ? unable to tolerate how uncomfortable you feel , you decided to call it a day , packing your things away and grabbing the fish you had caught . slowly and steadily , you make your way back to the farm , feeling like you were going to throw up as you walked .

once you reach the farm , you throw the bag of fish you caught in the box outside to sell it overnight , then unlocking the front door . you then walk inside , leaving your muddy boots at the door . " i'm home , babe . where are you ? ” , you say while walking deeper into the house . “ in the kitchen , my love ! " elliott shouts back , letting you know where he is . you find elliott in the kitchen , cutting up some vegetables for dinner . elliott turns to you with a smile on his face . “ hey, honey. what brings you home so early ? " , but his smile soon fades into an expression of worry when he notices you don't appear to be feeling well .

“ you don’t look too good , my love … how are you feeling ? ” he asks as he comes over to check on you . “ i'm nauseous , and my stomach feels like it's on fire … " you breathe heavily while clutching your stomach , as elliott takes you to the bedroom to lie down . " just relax , honey . you're going to feel better soon , okay ? " he says while laying you down in bed . " i'll be back with some ginger tea , " elliott says calmly before exiting the bedroom . while brewing the ginger tea for you , elliott was thinking about the possible causes of your sickness . you were all charged up before leaving the house , plus he cooked your lunch today from scratch , so the food couldn't have irritated your stomach . then it occurs to him that you two have been trying to conceive a child for the past three months ; perhaps you were experiencing some pregnancy sicknesses that he had read about before , and you seemed to be experiencing similar symptoms .

" here's your tea ; be careful ; it’s still a bit hot , sweetheart , " elliott tells you as he hands you the teacup , and you notice he has a book under his arm . “ thank you , dear , " you say, blowing on the hot tea . “ you know i was thinking while i was making the tea … and you might be pregnant , my love , ” he says, smiling at the very thought . he then places the book on your lap and says , " i purchased this book a while ago ; take a look at the sentences with the green page markers on them and see what you think . " the sentences with green bookmarkers talk about early signs of pregnancy ; some even go into pretty descriptive detail about what you’d be feeling if you were pregnant , so you take a look at a few pages . " oh , i probably am pregnant - " you tell him while you close the book and hand it back , realizing that what you feel could very well be pregnancy sickness .

“ i can go run over to the general store and grab a pregnancy test for you if you want , my love , " he kindly offers . “ that would be nice , dear ; thanks again , ” you say , kissing him on the cheek and then going back to drinking the tea he made you . “ i’ll go get that for you then . i’ll be right back , my love , ” he says with a smile . " please try to rest while i'm out , honey , " he says to you while putting his coat on . elliott kisses you on your forehead , " i'll be right back . i love you , y / n … " he says sweetly , then he heads out of the house to get the pregnancy test .

after about 15 minutes , you hear the bedroom door open . " here you are , y / n , " he says while handing you a tiny bag containing the pregnancy test . " do you think you'll need any help with it - ? " he questions as he assists you to the bathroom . " no , i don't think so ; it seems simple enough , but i'll let you know if i do honey , " you say sweetly while reading the instructions . " i'll be in the kitchen starting dinner ; don't be afraid to call me if you need anything . alright , dear ? " he tells you as he closes the bathroom door to give you some privacy .

when you exit the bathroom after taking the test , you are greeted by the delightful aroma of tom kha soup slowly simmering on the stove . as you enter the living room , you notice your husband sitting on the couch watching tv . he appears to be watching the queen of sauce cooking show , most likely to pass the time while the soup boils . " hey , honey , how did the test go ? " he asks as you sit next to him on the couch . " all good , " you say , resting your head on his shoulder and letting out a sigh . " we should have some results in a few minutes , hon , " you added .

after 5 minutes , you both walk to the restroom to see what the test results are . " i'm kind of nervous … " elliott blurts out as you both walk to the bathroom . " and why is that , my love ? " you ask , giggling at his anxiousness . " because this is such a big moment — finding out if my wife is pregnant or not , " he says . " so it's like nervousness from anticipation of what's to come , " he chuckles as you both enter the bathroom . you pick up the pregnancy test , and it reads positive ! " you're really pregnant , my love ! i'm so happy ! " elliott exclaims happily as he hugs you tight and then passionately kisses you . " i can't wait to be a father to this little baby growing inside of your stomach, honey , " elliott says while touching your tummy .

nine months later …

during the night , you gave birth to a beautiful and healthy baby girl , and elliott named her everleigh . elliott is completely enamored with his daughter , although she was only born a few hours ago . " she's the most precious thing on the planet , " eliott whispers as he cradles her in his arms . " thank you for giving birth to her , my love ; you did amazing , " he says lovingly . " you're very welcome , elliott , " you say while yawning . " you should rest , y / n ; you were in labor all night , " elliott suggests , looking at how sleepy you look . " i'll keep an eye on everleigh while you sleep ; don't worry , my dear , " he says with a reassuring smile , then looking down at the sleeping baby in his arms . " okay , my love … see you two when i wake up , " you murmur , taking in the sight of elliott holding everleigh in his arms one more time before turning over and falling asleep almost immediately after placing your head on the pillow .

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 ★ .

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