#elliot x y/n

[strawb3rryscorpio]

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

[persephonesbody]

the weekend: part i, elliot x reader

୨୧ the weekend masterlist synopsis: in which he's in a relationship but still has you wrapped around his finger... but only on the weekend warning(s): infidelity/cheating, angst, arguing, lying, implied makeup sex, delusion (reader is just like meeee lmao). author's note: you sayyy youuu got a girllll, how you want me? how you want me when you got a girlll?? let me know if you all would like a part two :) (edited as of 12.30.23) wc: 1.2k

"What's on your mind?" He asked, pulling your head out of your thoughts.

You caught yourself doing that a lot lately. Taking the time to step back and do some hardcore reflecting. It was apparent that the person that you were becoming was beginning to cause conflict in your life.

When you started fooling around with Elliot, it hadn't occurred to you that what you two were doing was wrong. He'd done such a good job at convincing you that your loyalty didn't lie with his girlfriend.

I mean, you two hardly knew each other. All you knew was that he quickly grew fond of the girl two weeks after he transferred to East Highland. About a month after that, they were dating. 

But Elliot was a liar. And a good one.

You met him at a party and caught him right in the middle of a personal smoke sesh. He asked you if you wanted to take a hit, and you obliged. Next thing you knew he was tonguing you down in a dimly lit bathroom, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

At that point, you had no clue about his relationship. That night led to steamy rendevous, and soon enough it became frequent. Every weekend, he would hit you up at midnight and then pick you up. What happened after that was unspeakable. 

That lasted about a month before you finally found out about her.

You overheard her and Maddy talk about their relationship, and you were vexed, to say the very least. Swearing up and down, when you confront Elliot about his secret relationship, you won't let up and cut him off for good.

You swore but didn't hold yourself to the swear. The minute he began to rest his case, he confided in you about how bored he was with his relationship and how he did like her but felt like he wasn't taking their relationship as seriously as she was. 

He promised that he was going to break up with her soon.

A smart person would just call him a liar and leave him alone... right?

Wrong. You fell for his lies and now here you were. Saturday night, tangled in his sheets while he smoked a joint and played tunes off of his guitar. 

"You." You responded.

He glanced up from his guitar to look at you, "Me?"

You nodded, your eyes moving from his to the nail you were picking, "You and... her."

You heard a deep sigh escape his lips, "I told you that I'm breaking up with her."

"You tell me a lot of things, Elliot."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Your eyes rolled, staring at his face, "It means that you tell me things that I'm supposed to believe, but I don't. Not anymore."

He's stuck. He's confused. He didn't think that you would bring this conversation up, as it was an unspoken rule between the two of you not to argue over his relationship.

Mostly because he didn't want to account for fiddling with two girls' emotions, all while trying to have his cake and eating it too.

But you were fed up. You wanted Elliot to yourself, and it was eating you up inside knowing that you only were allowed access to him on the weekends.

"Why won't you just break up with her? You say that you're not happy and that you're dissatisfied with your relationship yet you still stay with her. Why?"

The questions were coming up like word vomit. It was as if once you started, you couldn't stop. All the emotions that you had bottled up inside were starting to fizzle out, and you figured that now was the time to address his betrayal.

You didn't even realize that he was now standing up, inching closer to you and your face with his hand. His demeanor was nurturing and confused. It made you wonder what was about to come out of his mouth.

“Y/N, I love you. You know that,” he started, “I just… can’t be with you right now. I like what we’re doing. It’s simple.”

What the fuck?

Simple. That statement alone was enough to make your heart drop. 

He caressed your cheek and then placed a soft kiss on it. Then he turns away and heads to the bathroom.

What the fuck?????

All you could utter was “Are you serious?” which you meant to say in your head, but it blurted out with such disgust lacing your tone.

He ignored you and a moment later you heard his pee hit the water in the toilet. You roll your eyes again and inch near the bathroom door, awaiting his departure. The sink runs, assuming that he is washing his hands and then the door opens. 

For the life of you, you could not read the expression on his face. You wondered what was going on in his head and why he was treating you this way. You wondered so much to the point where that was the question that you blurted out.

“Treating you like what? I thought I made it clear what this was.” He gestures between the both of you, “We fuck on weekends. I don’t understand why you expected anything else out of me.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You’re the one who proposed the idea of us fucking around. You’re the one who initiated this whole thing and promised me that you were going to break up with her. Don’t try to flip this shit on me.”

He plopped on the edge of his bed and you stood in front of him with your arms folded.

“I’m not flipping anything, sweetheart,” He smirked and chuckled, adding fuel to the fire, “I like it when you get all mad at me,” His hand reached for your hip and he pulled you into his lap, then placed soft kisses along your neck. 

You pushed your hands against his chest slightly, “Elliot stop. We’re having a conversation.”

He sighed, dropping his hands, “I’m sorry, it’s just I can’t continue this thing we have going on if we argue all the time. Now do you want to talk about my girlfriend or do what you came over to do…” his voice trailed off as his fingers went back to massaging your sides, then cupping your butt. 

He squeezed your cheek softly and stared at you with his low, red eyes and his lip between his teeth, waiting for you to respond, “Hmm? Do you still want to talk?”

Your lips parted, lingering for something to come out, yet nothing did. Instead, he leaned in and sucked on your bottom lip before kissing you deeply. 

This is how it went every time. You would ask him about her and he would avoid accountability by trapping you in his seductive web. It was like clockwork. And you always fell for it.

You couldn’t even feel sorry for yourself anymore, because you knew that he was going to continue to lie. 

At this point, you were fully aware of what you were getting into with him, and you were starting not to care. And at this point, you were willing to put everything on the line if it meant you still got to have a little piece of him on the weekend.

#elliot x reader #elliot x y/n #elliot x you #euphoria imagines #dominic fike #elliot euphoria #black reader #elliot x black reader #euphoria #dominic fike smut #elliot smut #persephonesbody #the weekend | elliot x reader

[jazzsonly]

ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰꜰ

pairing(s): maddy perez x fem!reader (no pronouns used.)

warning(s): angst? arguing? none technically. old fic meaning old ass writing.

summary: you can't understand why Maddy won't save your failing relationship

part two. (coming soon!)

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you were laid against fezco's couch while you, him, and rue shared a blunt. tv on, with a random movie blaring from it. you don't know, you weren't really paying attention. maddy was clouding your mind as she usually did.

you had your sixth argument alone this week. you were tired—you couldn't understand. everything was fine. you were fine—more than fine, you were happy. so was maddy or at least you thought because all she seemed to do was start an argument lately. the weirdest part: she'd get even more mad when you tried to deescalate the situation and understand her.

"i think jules is cheating on me." rue announced, blowing smoke from her nose.

"oh word?" fezco let out while I was hummed in response.

was that it? was maddy cheating on you? no. you held her too high to think of her doing that.

"she’a been hanging with elliot a lottt." rue dragged her words.

"maybe you should ask her..." you trail off.

“you know, communicate.”

"yea’ that's word. communication is key." you both turn to fezco.

"when have you been in a relationship?" rue asked the question you were both thinking.

"don’t worry about me—I know a little some." you snort, you loved fez. you knew if you needed anything he had you.

"yo, there's this weird ass old guy out back." everyone looked at ashtray who held a shotgun in his hands.

"fuck, man."

fez stood and turned to both of you, "y'all should head out."

you didn't ask any questions, standing up you made your way to the door. rue behind you as well, grumbling about how she was comfortable.

"you need a ride?" you asked the Bennett.

"nah I got a bike."

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maddy's house was on the way to yours so you figured why not stop by. you weren't in the mood to argue so you thought maybe you could get her relaxed and watch a movie.

you knocked on the door a totaled or three times before her mom open it,

"y/n?" she seemed oddly surprised to see you.

"hey mrs.perez, is maddy here?"

"yeah, she's in her room." she pointed to the familiar stairs, stepping aside to let you.

you followed the route upstairs, knocking on the bedroom door twice before peaking your head in. maddy on her bed, phone to her ear. her eyes met you face and she rolled her eyes before telling whoever (assumed Cassie) on the phone she'd call them later.

"hey—I was on my way home and wanted to stop by, hope you don't min—

"come here." you followed, closing the door behind you. surprisingly, she pulled you into a hug, after placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

"listen, I don't wanna argu—

"were you smoking?" she questioned, sniffing your shirt that had a light scent of weed.

"yeah, just a little." you mutter already having an idea where this was going.

"you've been doing it a lot—and you've been hanging with rue."

"i’m not on that shit, maddy. just some weed and light drinking. just to relax." you huff at her accusation.

"drinking too? what? you gonna end of like my dad AND rue?" here you go.

"maddy—"

"you’re so fucking selfish." here come the insults.

“i do it because of you!" you blurt of out, voice rising.

"me? no you do because you're fucking self and only think about yourself. god—i should've known when i found you were friends with rue and fez."

you perk up, pointing your finger. “they're good people. don’t you fucking look down on them."

you weren't normally defensive but you weren't gonna let her shit talk your people.

"look, maddy, i didn't come here for this shit. so call me when you get your head on right, bro." you stood, trying to exit of the door you came in but maddy’s hand caught your wrist.

"stay."

"i just—

"we can watch a movie." she gave you doe eyes and you contemplated for a second.

if you stay you know you'd probably argue again but there's also a chance you can be civil. but that was a 75 to 35 ratio

"please, baby."

you sigh, sitting back down.

━━━ 👩🏽‍💻

#maddy perez #maddy euphoria #maddy perez x you #maddy perez x reader #maddy perez x y/n #rue bennet x reader #rue bennett #euphoria #nate jacobs #nate jacobs x male reader #nate jacobs x you #nate jacobs x reader #cassie howard #cassie howard x reader #jules vaughn #elliot x y/n #elliot euphoria #alexa demie #zendeya #kat hernandez #hbo max #sydney sweeney #jacob elordi #writingofn

[writing-with-emy]

Could you do Elliot (euphoria) relationship hc’s where reader is a drug addict and bulimic only if you’re comfortable Ofc if you’re not then that’s fine hope you have a lovely day/night

ELLIOT MASTERLIST | prompt list | requests are open | tw: talk about bulimia & drug addiction / abuse, mentions of throwing up, self hatred, Panic Attack, minor mention of sexual contend like really short,

A/N: I'm not even gonna lie I totaly forgot that I still had this in my drafts, If there are some mistakes (which there probably are since I didn't wrote this in Google Docs) feel free to correct me! I needed to read a bit into Bulimia and how it is for the ones having it, since I never had it, so if it’s in any kind offensive, I am so sorry, feel free to correct me!

•you two met at a party, he just accidentally ran into you, but he recognized you from History class, one of the classes you shared

•You made innocent small talk, it was short but enough to stay in his mind which was impressive, because he probably wouldn‘t keep Someone he shared a class with and randomly run into, in his mind.

•so the next time you saw him in Class, he actually gave you a little smile which you returned.

•he watched you a bit during class, even though he never really paid attention to any of the other kind of students seeing you, made history a bit more interesting for him.

• well that all changed when your teacher actually put you two together for a project

• you first met up in his house, the first time actually doing your work you needed to do, but since he is Elliot the second time you‘re over, he just randomly starts asking your questions about yourself

• so you actually made some small talk, until you came more and more into other things you could talk about

• but since you guys met up at both of your places, it was a normal occurrence that your mom would walk in on you both checking if you would really make your homework and not just talk or do other inappropriate stuff

• so when you actually had enough you only met at his place, because let’s face it, parents can be annoying sometimes

• he didn‘t really think much about, when you called meet up’s off, because "you weren‘t feeling well"

• because he didn‘t need to know, that you actually had a binge, and forced your body to throw it up

• or that drugs made it easier for you to force your body to do it

• the day you actually came together and shared your first kiss together, made you happy and anxious at the same time.

• dealt with bad relationships before, leaving you for better and much more prettier people, you get anxious about yourself

• it makes you feel less like a person, seeing that everybody who left you, left you for someone who is better than you even if it's just in your eyes like that

• like not only partners, but also some friends did.

• so when you slept over the first time, your parents thinking your sleeping over at some girl friends house, he asked if you wanted to smoke something

• “You want some?“, he asked looking at you, with a Joint in his hand.

„Nah, I don‘t really like weed. It isn‘t mine.“, you said looking at him from his bed, while he was sitting in his open window.

• well he doesn’t need to know, that when you get high on some weed, you binge eat a lot, like so much you throw up because of that.

• “Shit really? Wouldn’t miss this to be fair.“, he said, lightning it up.

„Yeah, but other stuff is more mine.“, you said, watching him blowing the smoke out of the window.

„Like What?“ he asked, looking at him.

„Well pills, and sniffing, I tried like speed, fentanyl, MDMA, heroin, what ever was given to me at a party kind of.“, you stated.

„Really?“, he looked at you, his eyes scanning your face questioning if he really wants you to do that.

„Yeah, like fentanyl a bit more often, not only on party’s, but not like in an addict way you know.“, well that was a lie, you reminded yourself, your nose shows that probably from the inside.

„I have some if you want.“, was it stupid from him? Yes. Did he care? Not really, he loved to share with you, so why not that too? And well it would probably be just a one time thing.

• well that one time became more and more often

• It was another morning waking up next to Elliot, seeing him laying there in his plaid pants, sleeping when all you were in was just one of his shirt

• you looked around in the mild lighted up room, hearing the birds from outside making noise before looking back at Elliot with a slight smile

• you looked next to you, where still some powder was from the night before, you took it and well sniff it

• normally you two would start off your day with that, but you didn‘t mind doing it alone.

• afterward you put it back in its place before laying down again, cuddling up to Elliot

• who slightly stirred awake, throwing his arm over you half asleep only open his eyes a bit and giving you a little smile

• you returned the smile looking at him and putting your Hand on his cheek

• he would give you a kiss on your forehead, before closing his eyes again and pulling you more against him

• once you woke up a second time you go to the kitchen grab something to eat (mostly only cereal) before going back to his room.

• when he brought Jules and Rue to one of your dates, out of nowhere, you kinda felt nervous, meeting people wasn‘t really yours, that’s why drugs made it easier for you at party’s.

• they both greeted you, knowing you kind of from classes you had with them.

• you knew they both dated, but seeing kinda how close Elliot, Rue and Jules are made you kinda doubt yourself

• you were at the cinema, so when Rue goes to the toilet telling Jules and Elliot she just has to pee even though she hasn‘t even drank something you took the opportunity to go, a few minutes after her, to the toilet

• when you got into the toilet, you heard someone sniffing something, only one stall closed knowing it was Rue

• you go into the stall next to her closing it, nervous, about what to do

• but then you decided to jump over your shadow and just asked her

• „Rue?“, you asked

„Fuck..“, you heard her mumble.

„Don‘t lie to me alright? I know you have something, can I like have something? I‘m going crazy right now and I forgot mine.“, you stated.

You heard her climb up the toilet before looking over the wall between you, to look at you.

„You do drugs?“, she asked confused.

„Yeah, or else I wouldn‘t get it over with school.“, you said, looking up to her.

„Promise you won‘t tell anyone?“, she asked.

„If you don‘t say anything, I‘m gonna keep my lips closed.“, you said.

She just nodded and gestures to you to come to her stall, which you did.

•Long Story Short, you sniffed something with her, no idea what it was, but it made you feel better.

• that was the first time and certainly not the last doing stuff with rue, with her just randomly asking

• when Elliot, dropped you off at your place it was a quick good bye, because you wanted to go in the house and just eat

•which you did, you eat til you couldn’t and then just sniffed some fentanyl, which has the side effect of throwing up, so with whatever you got from Rue, plus yours, plus the wood up to the brim, you ran into the bathroom and threw everything inside you stomach up into the toilet.

• the first time Elliot saw you just binge eat, it was kinda shocking to him

• he never thought much about, when you just didn‘t wanted to eat anything, or just called of dates for being "sick"

• it would‘ve made you cry, if you already didn‘t have done it.

• binge eating like you just had, made you feel out of control, not only about the food, but also about yourself

• that plus the stress of eating just catching you binge eat, made you so ill to the stomach, that you ran into the toilet, locking yourself in and throw up

• you were sure, that this would be the end of your relationship, he saw how sick you really were, he saw your drugs next to you already ready to sniff the lines, and the whole empty packages of food lying on your bed

• when you stopped throwing up, you were just hanging over the toilet crying, hating yourself for letting him see it

• but when he knocked on the bathroom door, trying to talk to you, you tried to not let your sobs be too loud

• but you didn‘t really listen to him, his voice was drowned out by the pounding in your ears that’s caused by your heart

• you started sweating, hands shaking, your breathing fastening

• Elliot heard your breath becoming louder cause by becoming faster from mere seconds

• he tried coming in, wiggling the doorknob like crazy, since that wasn’t the first panic attack he witnessed

• you tried to stand up as best as you legs let you, opening the door, before sliding down the wall next the door

• the only reason you opened the door was, that you were more than afraid that you are going to die, like right on the spot.

• you never had a panic attack this worse, to be fair Elliot never seen a panic attack that worse either, so he was kinda scared of what is going to happen even if he kept a calm demeanor outside he was freaking out in the inside

• he sat down right in front of you, taking your face in his hands trying to focus your mind on him and nothing else

• with his help, you actually calmed down in a few minutes, and just stayed a crying mess

• he cleaned up your bed, before laying down with you, so you could tell him what’s going on

• so when you explained to him what’s going on, he was shocked to say the least

•he knew that you took drugs more than just a couple of times but so did he, but now knowing that it has to do, with you being bulimic he has a whole another look on the whole situation

• you were diagnosed with Bulimia real soon, once your parents catched you like Elliot did and send you to a therapist

• but you were always a good liar, so lying after being officially cured from Bulimia to your therapist wasn‘t hard or to your parents

• your only binge eat when they weren’t there, if it happens that you do it while they were home, that’s when the candy comes to show

• your parents never really searched your room for something, that’s what made it easy for you to hide the drugs you had, and the emetics

• the first „I love you“ fell afterwards between you after like 7 Months of dating

• you explained everything to him, even how afraid you are that he is going to leave you for someone better or prettier or healthier

• „I‘m not going anywhere“ - Elliot

• we‘re going to pretend that he is not going sleep with Jules in this scenario, and he and Jules are only friends and nothing more we're delulu here.

• after that day he became extremely cautious about you and how you were doing

• he tried to help you going away from your ED, and drugs, but as it seems, the ED was easier than the Drugs

• he didn‘t go home after that, he stayed with you for the rest of the day and even slept over

• he researched how to help you, what to do, to support you and getting you away from it

• so he tried as often has he can to bring you out to eat, or like order something to eat at his place

• since your parents are a lot away for work, he helps you go shopping for food and meals

• he brings you with him, when he goes out eating with friends or his cousin

• he told his cousin a bit more what’s going on, with you than with Rue and Jules

• when you slept over the other day, you guys were cuddling up in his bed, watching „Undercover Underage“ (I’m obsessed with the show right now)

• „You know, you don‘t have to pretend, not with me alright.“, he said out of nowhere.

You looked at him a bit confused, before nodding.

„I know.. you make me feel save..“, you said, giving him a little smile.

• another change point for you was when you slept together after he found out that you have an ED

• he took way more time in telling you that you were beautiful and worshiping your body

• Elliot is really someone, who wouldn’t know what to do at first, but after a bit of researching he would be supportive and make everything in your tempo and be the calm one in the situation

• he tried also to get you away from the whole drug stuff

• he tried to tell you that he would clean with you, even though he kept doing it with rue (yk the whole suitcase situation with Rue)

• but he knew, he loved you, like no one else before, and he wanted to keep you, even if he needed to lie a bit about his drug consume

• if this whole relationship would be a Taylor Swift song I mostly kinda feel like „Willow“ from the Evermore Album or „Ours“ von Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)

•or like other songs that match your energy are probably:

- teen romance by Lil Peep

- Love Buzz by Nirvana

• like you had people probably look at you two like „Well they shouldn’t be together“ or something like that

• Rue and Jules we‘re probably too like „They Look good together, Odd but good.“

#euphoria #elliot x reader #elliot x y/n #elliot euphoria #elliot imagine #elliot x you #elliot headcanons #elliot euphoria x reader #writing-with-emy

[stuismybf]

their pretty heads are hurting - e

summary: it’s the morning after you’ve cheated on your boyfriend Nate Jacobs with your best friend Elliot.

warnings: cheating, toxic relationship, abusive relationship, brief mention of sex

You release a calm sigh, a smile spreading across your face as you roll over in your bed. Your hand reaches out for your boyfriend Nate and you take a moment to blink the sleep from your eyes and then you focus on him, you feel his heart beating against your ear and then you realize. It’s not Nate. It’s your best friend Elliot.

How could you have forgotten?

After an intense fight with Nate you’d pack a few belongings and rushed to your friend Elliot’s house, You’d talk to Rue and Jules who were hanging out with him at the time of your fight with Nate and when they left Elliot cleaned the scratches on your arm left by Nate in his jealous fury but then one thing lead to another and you found yourself in his bed, on top of him, he was kissing your collarbones, intertwining his fingers in your hair, kissing the bruises and fucking you late into the night.

Tears pricked your eyes, not because you felt guilty but because of Nate. What were you going to do if he found out? You knew he would kill Elliot, not metaphorically but literally.

Elliot’s eyes started to slowly open and then he looked down at you and smiled. “good morning” he said, his voice was soft and gravely from sleep.

“good morning” you said, your voice was faint and it was obvious you were on the verge of crying.

“what’s wrong baby?” He shuffled around and placed his hand on your cheek.

"We shouldn't have done this" you said, your voice soft with sleep.

His brows furrowed "we both know that you aren't happy with him"

that was when the tears started to fall and you got up from the bed and starting grabbing your clothes that were discarded on the bedroom floor.

You dropped your pants on the ground and started sobbing into your hands thinking about last night.

last night

"I hate him so much" you said throwing your head back to look at Elliot who was laying down on the ground with a smile on his lips and his arms folded behind his head.

"You could do so much better" he said looking over at you with soft eyes.

He moved over so he would be closer to you and placed his hands on your cheeks, leaning down.

His gaze was focused on your lips while you stared at him until he looked back up at you, his eyes asking for permission, and you gave it to him.

You let him kiss you, you let him take you upstairs, you let him fuck you.

"Hey, hey Y/n" he rushed over to you from the bed and placed his hands on your shoulders.

"Please just look at me"

You lifted your heavy eyes to look up at him and you saw his worried eyes.

"What time is it?" you sniffled.

"Uh like 5:30 why?" he asked

"I-I need to go home and change my clothes for school...Nate shows up at 7:00" you said picking your pants back up and putting them on.

He stood there shocked "Y/n please just stop" he pleaded as you looked for your other sock.

"Elliot I can't do this, you don't know Nate, you don't know what he'll do just let me leave"

You had all of your stuff now and you were walking out the door when he stepped in front of it to stop you.

"Y/n...I love you and I'll do whatever it takes to get you to stay"

You looked away from him, you couldn't handle looking at his heartbroken face.

"Don't tell me you didn't feel something last night, i know you felt that to. I won't stop you if you want to leave but Y/n if there's any chance that we'll work, that you want to make it work...then stay"

Your heart was in your throat as you looked back to him, there was some hope in his eyes but also fear that you wouldn't stay.

"I'm sorry" you whispered.

And then you walked past him.

#elliot euphoria x reader #elliot euphoria #elliot x reader #dominic fike #dominic fike x reader #euphoria season 2 #euphoria season two #euphoria x reader #euphoria #zendaya #nate jacobs x reader #nate jacobs x you #nate jacobs x y/n #elliot x you #elliot x y/n #jacob elordi x reader #jacob elordi

[ponyosmom35]

I remember you (Elliot x OC)

Elliot Alderson x Original Character

Synopsis: The reader was dating Elliot before he forgot who he was, she never left his side. and months later he remembers.

He clutches his head as memories flash through his eyes. 

There she was, standing in a dress, her hair was curled and she had a smile on her face as she opened the door to see who’d knocked. This woman, the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen in his life. All of the air is stolen from his lungs as he meets her eyes. Her aqua-colored eyes. After seeing the note she posted in the mail room about needing help with her computer, Elliot was curious. He surprised himself by responding to the ad and emailing her. Two days later he stood in front of her door, his heart beating out of his chest. His palms sweating. He’d never felt this way before.

“Hi, Elliot I assume?” she asks  

“Uh yeah” he responds awkwardly 

“I’m Willow, and I cannot thank you enough for answering! I tried taking it to a shop but they wanted to charge me $200, this was kinda my last resort” she explains 

“I’m happy to help”

“I hope you’re good, because I don’t know the first thing about computers” she says “come on in” 

Elliot follows her into her apartment, the layout the exact same as his. She’d decorated the place well, it looked like a home. She had tons of plants brightening up the space, as well as wall art covering every inch of space. A lot of color. He noticed her large bookshelf, a gorgeous color-coded collection. Her windows had sheer multicolored curtains which kept her entire apartment incredibly visible from onlookers. She had no tv and a large cat lying in the center of her bed. Her desk sat in front of the window just like his own, giving her a view of the apartments across the street. He wondered if they could see into her space just as well. The thought made him sick to his stomach. 

“Here it is” she says leading him over to the desk, her MacBook sits in the middle of the desk, perfectly aligned with the planner next to it. As soon as he laid eyes on it, he could tell that it was a simple fix. Five minutes max. A part of him felt disappointed that it wasn’t a large project to keep him in her apartment for hours. 

“I see what’s going on, its no problem” he says as he begins typing in a code

“Oh my gosh you are literally a lifesaver, I need this for work like seriously my entire life is on this dumb computer” 

“Fuck me” he curses 

“Elliot what’s wrong?” she asks 

“No I told you, dinner is on me as a thank you” she smiles as she sits across from him in the diner. “What sounds good?” she asks 

“I’m not sure” 

“Well I can recommend their garden burger, it’s one of the best I’ve ever had” 

“Garden burger?” he asks 

“Oh I’m a vegetarian by choice. I watched an animal cruelty doc in high school and now I’m scared for life”

“Okay, I’ll try it” he nods 

“Really? Nobody has ever actually listened to my recommendations before” she laughs 

“If I hate it then that means you’ll just have to take me out again” he says, smiling at her

“Deal” she smirks 

“you’re scaring me”

“How did you get into coding? It seems like such a niche skill” she asks as they walk down the street side by side. His jacket slid over her shoulders. 

“My dad taught me my first code, I taught myself the rest” he shrugs 

“Why?”

“I always found it to be interesting, the power of hacking into something and being able to see all of the secrets someone’s hiding. You can see exactly who someone is, no sugar coating no lies. You can always trust a code” he admits, shocked that he felt comfortable enough to actually say any of this out loud. 

“Have you ever hacked me?” she asks quietly 

“No” 

“Why not?”

“You’re different, not like the rest. You don’t rely on technology to survive. I wanted to know you” he says 

“I’m glad you responded to my ad Elliot” she smiles 

“Me too”

“Do you want me to call Darlene?” she asks 

Elliot stands to his feet and scrambles to his door to see who would be knocking at 9 pm. He looks through the peephole and there she was. He rips the door open and stares at her in concern. Before he could say a word she drops her head as her lips tremble. Tears fall down her cheeks and Elliot panics. 

“What’s wrong?” he asks

“My boss, he asked me to dinner tonight to discuss our big meeting on Friday. But he never even brought it up,  he told me that If I didn’t sleep with him then I would lose my job. I can’t afford to lose my job, Elliot! I love what I do, fuck I don’t know what I’m gonna do” she responds. His body is filled with rage as he takes in her words. 

“What did you say?” he asks 

“I told him I had to go and I ran straight here” she sniffles 

Elliot pulls her into his arms, holding her body close to his as he lets her cry. He clutches onto her hair, smoothing it gently. He’d never been comfortable with touch before, yet at the moment he’d met this girl he wanted to touch her skin, feel how soft it would be. He craved her like nothing before. 

“I’m gonna fix this, don’t worry” he promises as he places a kiss on her head. 

“Please say something!” she pleads 

Elliot had just gotten off of work. He hated his new job. A simple programmer, protecting Allsafe from any potential hacks. The simplicity of it was nice, yet he craved more. He was capable of so much more. He sets his bag down and sits on his couch. He was tired, after he’d spent the night talking to Willow’s boss, he hacked him and exposed him to the police for money laundering. He’d stolen millions. He closes his eyes to attempt to get some rest when a hand slams on the door, pounding angrily. He gets up and opens it to see WIllow. 

She pushes past him and walks into the center of his apartment and crosses her arms. “Did you hack my boss?” 

“Yes” he shrugs 

“He got arrested at work today, they said he was stealing money” she snaps, he does not respond and stares at her blankly. “You can’t just do things like this Elliot!”

“I was protecting you” he says, causing her to stare at him with an unknown emotion in her eyes. 

“Its not your job to protect me, you put yourself at risk” 

“I don’t make mistakes, and I don’t leave evidence behind” he says moving closer to her

“I can take care of myself” she says in a small voice as he stands mere inches from her. 

“I know you can”

“So why do this?”

“He made you upset, he tried to hurt you. He doesn’t t get to go free after that” 

“Why does that matter to you?” she asks

“Because you - you’re everything to me Will” 

“I - what?” she asks 

“I refuse to let anyone hurt you ever again” 

Elliot places a hand on her cheek and kisses her gently. She gasps in shock and melts into his hold. The touch of her skin against his makes him feel alive. This is what he’d been searching for his entire life. Peace washes over his anxious brain. All of the loneliness that consumed his nights melted away. This was it, this was everything. 

His eyes finally focus on her own, noticing the panic in her eyes as her tears threaten to spill. Two years’ worth of memories flooded him. All of the unconditional love and support she’d given him. The hours she held him while his body fought his anxiety. The way she would curl into his chest at night, tucking herself into him. Her loud laugh bounced off the walls of the apartment as she forced him to dance. He was happy, he was loved. And he’d forgotten her. Treated her horribly. She’d never said a word about who she was to him. Despite all of his words she stayed by his side. 

“I remember” he says simply 

“What?”

“I remember us” 

“Don’t fuck with me like that Elliot” she warns, stepping back. He reaches out and grips her arm out of instinct. 

“Your real name is Margaret, after your grandmother, but you go by your middle name” he says, watching as her tears fall. “You’re a Taurus and your favorite flowers are roses even though you’re allergic. You are my girlfriend, the woman I love. You are real”

“El?” she asks  

Elliot pulls her into a hug, holding her as though she may disappear any second. Willow breaks down into tears and cries into his shoulder. Her entire body shakes as she sobs. 

“Fuck I’m so sorry - I can’t even begin to apologize for what I’ve done” 

“It’s not your fault” 

“I left you”

“I knew something was wrong, it wasn’t you. I’ve been waiting for you to come back to me” she says as he wipes her tears 

“You knew?” 

“I wasn’t sure, but I knew that he wasn’t you. I’m just so glad that your back” she smiles

#mr robot #rami malek #elliot alderson #alderson #smut #love #angst #did system #elliot x reader #elliot x y/n #mr robot imagine

[luvfae]

COCKBLOCKS

summary: you and elliot get interrupted

fandom: euphoria

parings: elliot x f reader

warnings: swearing, slight smut

You were sat on Elliot’s bed, waiting for Rue and Jules to arrive, listening to Elliot as he sang a song on his guitar. You loved it when he played and Elliot knew how much you loved to listen, which is why his eyes never left yours the entire time he played.

You scooted closer to the boy, who had slowly became your best friend over the past few months, wrapping your arms around his neck as he finished up with his song, placing his guitar on the ground.

“You’re so good at that,” you smiled. “I wish I could sing.”

“Not everyone can be as talented as me,” Elliot snickered, jokingly. Your jaw dropped, playfully punching his arm.

“Rude,” you muttered. Elliot grabbed your arms, pushing you back and pining you to his mattress. You giggled as his fingers danced across your ribs, tickling you like crazy. “Stop! Stop!” You begged, pushing him off of you.

He laid next to you, his elbow propped up, resting his head on his hand. You stared into his eyes, realisation hitting you in the face, you had feelings for him. Little did you know Elliot has had feelings for you since the day he met you.

You watched as his eyes flickered down to your lips and without second thought you moved closer to him, hands gripping onto the fabric of his sweater as you pushed your lips against his.

Elliot’s hand made it way to back of your head, keeping your lips firmly on his as his tongue roamed your mouth. You moaned into his mouth and felt him smirk as he deepened the kiss.

You fell back flat onto his bed once again, pulling him on top of you. Elliot’s lips moved from yours and began trailing down your neck, leaving light bruises against your sensitive skin. Your fingers tangled through his curls, thighs rubbing together to relieve some tension, but Elliot noticed this. He forced your legs open and you gasped.

You felt his hand creeping up your skirt, his fingers lingering on your pussy, the soft fabric of your panties being the only thing keeping him apart from your most sensitive area.

“I can feel how wet you are through your underwear,” Elliot smirked. You moaned at his words, hands snaking around his neck.

“You did this to me,” you replied.

But before anything else could happen, you and Elliot both heard Rue and Jules walk through the front door. Your eyes widened as Elliot rolled off of you and you fixed yourself up, glancing over at Elliot who was tucking his hard dick into the waistband of his pants.

“To be continued,” Elliot said, before walking over to the doorframe of his room to welcome Rue and Jules. You sighed, collapsing back onto his bed, wishing that the girls had never showed up.

“Cockblocks,” you mumbled.

© luvfae 2022

#euphoria #hbo euphoria #euphoria imagine #euphoria smut #dominic fike #elliot x reader #elliot euphoria #elliot x y/n #elliot x you #rue bennett #elliot smut #elliot fluff #elliot fanfic #jules vaughn

[nebulaafterdark]

Strictly Friends

Summary: Elliot x Fem!Reader (pwp) set in the Because Of You universe. 18+ ONLY

Y/N reaches up to the top shelf of the snack isle. The bag of chips tumbling from her hand when her back hits something hard as she pulls away. Turning to see the obstruction is another shopper, she begins to apologize, “I’m so-” Elliot…her heart seizes in the confines of her chest. “Sorry.”

“Y/N,” he clears his throat. “Hi.”

“Hi.” She tries to steady her breathing.

“How are you?”

“I’m ok.” Y/N stumbles around the words. “Are you ok?”

“I’m good.”

“Good.”

“Yeah.”

“That’s really good.” This is part of the problem. Y/N and Elliot have trouble holding conversation when they’re pushing the ‘strictly friends’ agenda. Just friends while bits of him are still inside her, twined into her DNA.

“Do you want to grab some lunch? It’s been a minute. We could catch up.”

But catching up leads to I miss you, I miss you into a kiss. A kiss into ‘my place or yours?’ And so they end up here. They always end up here.

“I love you.” Elliot whispers against her lips.

Pinned between him and the wall. His hands holding her face with such revelry, like she was the only person in the world. And if she were to set fire to his heart, Elliot would blame the match instead of Y/N.

“I love you.” Y/N buries her fingers in his curls.

‘I love you, but we don’t have to do this to each other.’

Those were the last words between them, two weeks ago, in Elliot’s driveway.

‘I love you, but we don’t have to do this to each other.’

Yes we do.

They land on the couch, they end up there a lot somehow. Tearing at each other’s clothes.

Elliot hovering over her, his cock stretching her wide around him. “Fuck, baby.”

“Yeah,” Y/N breathes. Twining her arms around him.

It’s slow and it’s sweet, the pounding of his heart steady against her chest. Nipples hard, brushing against his sweat damp skin.

“Turn around,” Elliot nudges Y/N’s nose with his own.

Y/N moves over onto her belly, bracing herself against the armrest.

Elliot wastes no time slipping back in. The angle giving him perfect access to her g-spot, pressing down lightly on the middle of her back until her ass arches farther toward him.

“Shit,” Y/N sobs.

“That’s it, angel.” The curse spurring him to drive his hips harder, faster into her.

“Oh my god.” She never lasts long like this, Elliot’s fingers splayed over the globes of her ass.

“Are you gonna cum?”

“Yes.” She nods.

“Then cum.” Elliot presses a kiss to her shoulder blade.

So she does, hot and hard all over his dick. Which seems to harden farther at the clenching of her inner walls.

He fucks her through it as she sobs her release against the fabric, knuckles white with her grip on the armrest. Elliot doesn’t slow down or falter. Y/N can take dick like no other.

She reaches back for his hand, fumbling desperately for something to ground her.

“I need you in my life. I want you here. I can’t live without you. Stop asking me to.”

Y/N nods in no other position to answer. This time when she finds her release Elliot follows. Fingers wrapped securely around hers. I’ve got you, you’re safe.

#elliot euphoria #elliot x y/n #elliot x reader #elliot smut #elliot x you #elliot one shot #elliot imagine #elliot fanfic #euphoria #euphoria smut

[blessedtobebangtan]

backstabbers

trigger warning(s): possible spoilers, cursing, manipulation, cheating, violence, mention of alcohol, toxic relationships

word count: 2589

a/n: this was a request from a writer friend and i kinda felt the motivation. i miss euphoria and elliot and i needed to write something, so enjoy if possible :)

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“ Y/N, don’t you want to stop and think about this ?”, Lexi said, worry engraved on her face.

You shook your head pulling onto the sidewalk about five feet away from Daniel’s house. There was a big house party because of the big homecoming game that East Highland won. But tonight, there wouldn’t be any celebrating.

You snatched the key from the ignition and tied your hair back into a bun a few strands falling in front of your empty eyes, “ There’s no need to think, Lex, I’ve had more than enough time to think about what I’m gonna do to that bitch.”

You placed your hand on the door handle ready to go out, but Lexi grabbed your wrist softly tugging you back. Your eyes darted over making her all the more anxious, “ Lexi, you can’t convince me not to, please don’t try.”

Her head lowered and she slowly let you go, but you wasted no time jumping out of the vehicle and heading into the loud, overcrowded house. Lexi sighed in frustratiation before hopping out and chasing you into the house with knowing nothing good would come from it.

You pushed passed the crowds of drunken teenagers into the thick clouds of smoke, you stopped in annoyance as you were all walking in circles not getting any closer to your goal. You gathered your thoughts for a split second, then turned your body to the stairs preparing to the check the rooms, your blood boiled thinking those two might be upstairs fucking while you went absolutely insane.

“ Y/N”, your head snapped towards the right hearing someone call for you over the bass of the speakers. To the right of the room Maddy, Cass and Kat sat on a black leather couch, dolled up with red solo cups in each of their hands. A quiet groan escaped your parted lips while you hurriedly made your way to your friends.

“ Hey, guys.”, you said, looking everywhere else but at the girls. still in search for a certain blonde, “ what’s up ?”

“ Bitch, what’s up with you ? Since when do we wear sweats and hoodies to a block party ?” Maddy’s perfectly threaded eyebrows knitted together at your party attire, a scowl replacing her usual resting face, “ Isn’t the entire point to look fuckable ?”

Kat nodded slowly looking you up and down, “ Yeah, it kinda looks like you just got released from jail, but in like a cute way, kinda. ”. Maddy took a sip of her blue colored alcohol, agreeing with Kat.

You nodded running your tongue smoothly over your bottom lip not really in the mood to talk about fashion, right now.

“ Hey, I thought you and Lexi had to finish up a project or something, tonight ?”, Cassie asked looking at you with a confused expression her 

That was true, but it wasn’t as important as what you came to do.

“ Yeah, we finished a little early.”, you lied straight though your teeth and squatted as to be eye level with the girls’, “ Have you guys seen Jules, tonight ?”

They all looked at one another for a moment thinking, but nothing came to mind until Cassie clicked her tongue on the roof her mouth remembering something, “ Yes, I did, the last time I saw her was outside by the pool with Rue.”, she finished smiling proudly, the alcohol clearly making her ten times more confident than usual.

You grinned at the her, : Thanks, Cass, I owe you.”, you softly patted her bare thigh in thanks before standing back up and heading for the outside once more.

The girls watched as you sped through the crowds of people trying to figure what was going on with you, but before anyone could utter a word Lexi appeared in front of them panting quietly.

“ Lexi ?”, Cassie looked up to her younger sister, eyebrow raised in confusion.

“ H-have you g-guys -”, she struggled to catch her breath while grabbing Maddy’s cup and taking a sip to try and quench her thirst.

“That’s alcohol.”, Maddy said staring at her concerned

Lexi’s eyes widened and her face twisted as she spit the contents of the sour drink back in into the cup, “ Of course it is.”, the words from her mouth within a groan as she handed the cup back to Maddy with an tired smile, “ Great, now I’ve lost Y/N.”

“ Y/N ?”, Kat asked, “ She just passed through here, too.”

Lexi’s eyes widened and her lips slowly parted in fear, “ Did you see where she went ?”

Cassie smiled, ” Yeah, she went outside to go see Jules, but she went off in a hurry before we could say anything else to her.”, she shrugged ingesting some more of her drink.

“ I’m too late.:, Lexi swallowed thickly as she peered out past the sliding doors of the wrecked house and seeing you walking up behind Jules, your eyes staring holes into her unsuspecting figure.

“ What is it ?”

“ Y/N is about to kill Jules.”, she said just loud enough for the other girls to hear, their expressions dropping as well.

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“ Hey, Y/N.”, Rue waved to you and smiled softly peering behind Jules shoulder to see your determined facial expression, “ Where’s Le-”

“ DUMB FUCKING BITCH!”, you yelled as you grabbed a cluster of Jules’ short blonde locks causing her to emit a blood-curdling scream partly because she was a little drunk and had no idea what the fuck was going on, but this definitely sobered her up.

You harshly pulled Jules a couple steps backwards with your grasp, she looked up to see who the perpetrator was, but only saw a glimpse of your infuriated expression before your hand that was already hung in the air came swinging down and colliding with her left cheek.

Rue’s eyes widened and her little weed high was broken seeing her best friend since childhood assault her girlfriend for no resume, she presumed.

Everyone stopped what the were doing, all eyes falling over to the unsuspected altercation. Surprised to see a fight including you of all people, you were usually so kind and never really got loud with anyone, but this was like seeing a cross-over episode.

Jules fell to her side at the impact giving you the perfect opportunity that you wouldn’t miss, you rolled your eyes at her cradled form before laughing mockingly, “ Come on, bitch, you’re making this too fucking easy for me.”

You didn’t wait another second to straddle your best friend and began to punch her mercilessly. Each hit connecting with either side of her perfectly sculpted face that seemed to attract the attention of your boyfriend so easily, this thought only led you to put in more power with each hit.

“ I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU AND YOU COULDN’T EVEN BE RESPECTFUL OF MY RELATIONSHIP “, you continued to yell in her face although the words were coming out of your mouth, no sound reached her ears as she struggled to get away from your grip.

The girls ran around the perimeter of the pool as fast they could, never taking their eyes off of the fight. On the way, Lexi explained how she saw Elliot and Jules making out in the backseat of his car when she was leaving school a little late.

“ That’s why she was so off with us, earlier.”, Cassie said feeling dumb she didn’t even realize

“ So, then this is a justified ass beating ?”, Maddy asked crossing her arm over her chest and raising her eyebrow questioningly, “ Why should we get in the middle of it ?”

Kat jogged trying to keep up with the gossip and pace of Lexi’s feet, “ Sounds like it to me.”

Lexi turned around about to explain the million and one reasons why violence is wrong until she heard Jules scream for help and she was back to reality. She made it within a couple of feet from you guys and stood next to Rue, who was still  in absolute shock not knowing what to do, “ Y/N !”, she yelled to tyou unsure of what to say exactly.

“ Lexi, do you mind clueing me in on what the fuck is going on ?”

“ Well, you see, Jul-”

“ Come on, Y/N beat that bitch’s ass !”, Maddy yelled as she clapped her hands 

“ Someone get her off of me ”, Jules yelled to anyone in between the slaps you so effortlessly bestowed upon her until you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist and swiftly pull you up from her body, your anger only raised further as you began to kick and squirm trying to reconnect with her again. You watched as Rue ran over to her, falling to her knees and taking a hold of Jules in her embrace.

“ It’s okay, I’m hear, now.”, Rue whispered into Jules as she rubbed her back trying to calm her down.

“ Baby, please calm down.”

You finally stopped resisting hearing the sound of Elliot’s deep, soothing voice in your ear. Being so damn angry at Jules, you never even stopped once to think about your boyfriends’ infidelities'. You went limp in his arms that were secured around your waist, you mentally cringed at the feeling of his touch that felt hot to your skin. 

“ Let me go.”, you said just loud enough for him to hear. Reluctantly the traitor previously known as your lover and best friend, loosened his grip on your body secretly afraid of what you might do next.

Once you heard his arms plop to his side, you took a few steps forward keeping your eyes glued to your black worn-out sneakers not the slightest ready to look up at Elliot.

“ Will someone please tell me why my girlfriend just got attacked for no reason ?”, Rue yelled, you instantly looked up hearing the aggression in her voice and you met her worried gaze. That fast a wave of guilt washed over you and you felt like shit for not thinking things through a bit more.

But, it was all gone again at the feeling of Elliot’s hand softly rubbing your back, “ Have you been drinking, babe ?”, he whispered to you with a small pout on his pink lips as if he were clueless and now your blood boiled hotter than you could even put into words

Now you were all revamped and unapologetic, “ She fucking deserved it.”, you said looking down at her limp body and raising your lip in disgust.

“ What the fuck, Y/N”

You pulled away from Elliot’s touch and nodded at her, “ Seriously, Rue, you’ve been in the dark this entire time because your beloved and innocent girlfriend has been keeping some secrets from you.”

Her usual confused expression was intensified as she looked down at Jules. You smiled at the blonde as her faced slowly turned from Rue’s lap and in your direction, “ Rue, I-I d-”

You groaned in irritation at the sound of her voice and cut her off, “ Oh, so now you can’t speak fucking english, that’s fine.”, you nodded and cleared your throat despite Elliot’s worried glare that was a production of mixed emotions, you were glad to piss him off in any way you could, “ You see, while the both of us have been being loyal and honest partners, for the most part..”, you said quietly, remembering Rue's secret relapse that wasn’t very secretive if mostly everyone knew, but it was none of your business to tell and you wanted to keep her as a friend no matter what you had to do, “ my manipulative boyfriend, Elliot and your sweet Jules have been fucking behind our backs.”

The outside of the party was now filled with pretty much everyone who wasn’t completely passed out from drinks or whatever drugs were being passed around. Quiet chatter began to break out amongst the crowd of teenagers as no one could believe what was going on.

Elliot’s face dropped and his expression became unreadable, but you didn’t give a single fuck, he deserved to be confronted with the whole truth and feel like the dickhead he was.

“ Are you kidding me ?”, she asked looking in between Jules who began to sob as if she heard the worst news of her life and at Elliot who couldn’t even return her gaze.

“ Y/N, you don’t know what you’re talking about, alright ?”, Elliot said calmly, but on the inside you knew he was boiling and feeling more than humiliated that he’d been caught up. In his head he thought this was the perfect plan; a real relationship with the girl of his dreams and a little bit more pleasure from his good, willing friend.

“ Don’t fucking lie to me, Elliot, I already look batshit crazy to everyone, don’t make me feel dumber than I've been.”, you shook your head as tears welled up in your eyes despite your mental pleas not to, “ Besides, you can’t deny an eye witness, can you ? Lexi saw you two fucking backstabbers in the back of your car making out.”, you informed him with no emotion and he was silent in the face of his own actions.

Lexi nodded glaring at Elliot with the same hate you now had for him.

“ So, if I understand all of this correctly”, you said, gesturing between the two of you with a tear falling down your distressed face “ you would spend the day fucking that weak ass homewrecker, stringing her along with sex a-and the thought that you would leave me for her.”

“ Y/N, please, let’s talk about this in private.”, he begged, reaching out to try and grab your arm, but you backed away. You never wanted to feel his touch again.

“ Then you’d come to my house, make me feel special enough to where I didn’t suspect anything and tell me you loved me, how you want to marry and one day have your fucking children an-”, your voice broke, you couldn’t go any further. Elliot's mind went blank as he realized just how badly he fucked you over and ran a hand through his blonde locks with aggravation

You were so damn tired, physically and mentally from this day. You almost wished you never found out that you were still living in this lovely daydream where your boyfriend wasn’t a liar and Jules was still your supportive, loving friend, but you knew what had to happen- happened.

“ You know, just- just fuck it. I’m tired of talking and I know you’ve got to be tired of sneaking around.”, you chuckled unironically and threw your hands in the air a sign of defeat, “ You are so disgusting and I’m so sorry I ever invested my time in a piece of shit like you.”, you said truthfully without another glance you began to turn towards the exit, but you stopped in your tracks feeling his hand on your wrist.

“ Why don’t you just let me explain myself and we can talk it ou-”

“ Don’t fucking touch me.”, you hissed at him with such hate you didn’t even know was possible to produce. Elliot let you go, hesitantly and stared down at you with pleading eyes, but not a word left his mouth.

“ You’re a fucking joke, Elliot, do me a favor and delete my number because I would be fucking great if I never had to hear from you, again.”

With those last words, you turned on your heels and began to make your way into the house, Lexi rushed to catch up with you, but not before flicking off Elliot with pleasure.

#elliot x y/n #elliot imagine #elliot euphoria #elliot angst #euphoria #euphoria imagine

[botphobiaa]

EUPHORIA BOYS REALIZING THEY LOVE YOU

• ft. ooc nate jacobs, fezco, ethan, and elliot.

• warnings. nothing really, just a short blurb

FEZCO’s first moment is whenever he finally sees that you don’t judge him for the bad in his life. you care about him in a way that no one has, and this means the tiny imperfections that even he never seemed to embrace. it’s a quiet and sudden realization that he’s too afraid to voice, but he begins to look at you as his equal and his other half from this point on and forward. 

NATE’s moment is whenever you’re holding him. it’s whenever he realizes that home isn’t simply a place, as cheesy as it sounds, but instead is a feeling of safety. and as you run your hands through his brown locks, holding him close in your lap, he realizes that you are his home. and that he absolutely adores and cherishes every moment that he spends with you.  

ELLIOT realizes whenever you laugh with him. because your laugh serenades him, in a weird way. he realizes whenever you find yourself spending almost every moment together, and living like an old couple. it’s whenever he finally understands just how good you both are together. 

ETHAN’s absolutely blinded by love whenever he sees you waiting for him. whether it be whenever he’s coming off stage, standing in the crowd with a bouquet of roses because you’re hellbent that “men deserve more flowers then they’re given”. or whenever you’re waiting at his place whenever kat breaks up with him. it’s when he sees that he can always run to you, because you adores you. he realizes he always finds a way back to you. 

#euphoria fluff #euphoria imagine #euphoria #euphoria x reader #nate jacobs x reader #fezco x reader #ethan lewis #ethan lewis x reader #elliot x reader #nate jacobs #fezco x yn #fezco fluff #fezco #elliot x y/n

[persephonesbody]

house of balloons, elliot x reader

synopsis: at a frat party, you fall right into elliot's mysterious and enticing web, and both of you share two desires: sex, and drugs—a recipe for disaster. warning(s): smut (minors dni!!!), college!au, frat boy!elliot, canon ages (over 18), mentions of drug use (c*caine), sexual acts, intoxication, masturbation (fem receiving), praise kink author's note: i think this is one of my favorite imagines... and if the smut sucks i'm sorry x. it's my first time writing it, give me a break. not proofread. wc: 1.6k

Partying was the only way you knew how to take your mind off of the series of woeful ordeals that seemed to always happen to you. Your other remedies? Drugs and sex. To be frank, you couldn’t have one without the other. 

When Maddy extended her invitation to tag along with her and her friends to a frat party, you couldn’t help but enthusiastically accept. You partied with them before and enjoyed yourself, so you figured it wouldn’t hurt to join them once again. 

Now here you were, occupying a spot on the wall, sipping your drink and scoping the scene. The house was packed with intoxicated college students in their twenty-somethings, dancing the night away knowing that the following morning they have classes to attend. 

That was the beauty of university. The fact that if you needed to let loose, you could garner the right connections and ditch your sorrows for the night then bury them. 

Maddy and Cassie were singing their hearts to the song blasting on the speakers on top of the table, catching everyone’s attention. The crowd surrounding them was singing along. Until the DJ abruptly switched the song. It was then you realized quickly what you didn’t like about frat parties, you loathed the music they played. 

The song was so bad that you quickly pushed yourself off the wall and tried to find the nearest empty bedroom. Clutching your cup, you squeeze you past the living room and snuck into the foyer. A DO NOT ENTER sign was plastered on the glass door that separated the rooms, bolded and in red ink. 

Ignoring the sign and quickly glancing around you, you slowly opened the door, and tip-toed through and into the foyer. It was much quieter now that you moved away from the speakers. Your curiosity peaked once you noticed the spiral stairwell, so you walked near the steps and went up to explore the rest of the house. 

There were so many rooms in one hallway, you couldn’t pick, but you settled on the third to the right. You didn’t hear any noise when you pressed your ear against the door, and you assumed it’d be safe to go in.

It was a typical college boy’s bedroom, nothing really out of the ordinary. Cartoon posters, and basketball jerseys on plaques hanging above the king-size bed. The desk was piled with textbooks and loose pieces of paper, as well as other miscellaneous office supplies. And although the desk was messy, the floor of the room was surprisingly clean, almost as if the owner regularly cleaned it.

A clean frat boy is, without a doubt, a rare occurrence.

You became so entranced with examining this random person’s bedroom that you hardly noticed the toilet in the connecting bathroom flush. You jump as a figure emerges from the bathroom, and you are met with his slightly startled brown eyes and dirty-blonde outgrown hair.

“Who the fuck are you?” he asked

“Who the fuck are you?” you quickly rebuttal. You realized it was a stupid question to ask, considering that he may or may not be the owner of this room and you invaded it, but you were drunk and high off of two whole blunts. Everything from when you finished your last cup to now was hazy, but not enough to lead you completely incoherent.

“You’re in my room, you’re not even supposed to go past the sign on the door.”

“I’m aware,” you reply, trekking towards his bed and plopping on the edge, “The music sucked so I wanted to get away.”

“You could've gone outside,” he furrowed his brows at you while you ran your hands on the bed.

“Yeah, well, I didn’t…” your voice trailed off as your gaze diverted from the little doodles you were drawing on his blanket and up at his. It didn’t take long for you to notice how dilated his pupils were.

You shot up off the bed and walked closer to him, “You happen to know anybody that can hook me up?”

His eyes stayed on yours as you approached them, and his face went from confused to perplexed at the drop of a hat. A slight smirk ticked at the corner of your lip and you knew you had hit the jackpot.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, looking off to the side with a small grin.

You playfully rolled your eyes, “Oh come on, you can’t fool me. I know a plug when I see one.”

His eyes widened shockingly and chuckled at your comment, “Wow, now I’m being profiled by the random girl who snuck into my room asking for drugs?”

“Wow, now I’m being judged by the boy pretending not to be a drug dealer?” you playfully shot back at him, with a tilt in your head and crossing your arms.

Another laugh escaped both his and your lips and you spun on your feet and went back to glancing around the room, “Your room is nice… typical… but nice. And your blanket is fun to draw on.”

“Thanks, random girl who snuck into my room.” you could hear his shoes tapping against the wood floor as he followed you, supposedly making sure you didn’t find what you were looking for.

But apparently, this man could read minds, because when you turned back around he was staring at you with a tight-lipped smile on his face and waving a baggy of white powder in the air, “Is this what you’re looking for.”

You narrowed your brows at him and hummed, “Perhaps… perhaps it is.”

He inched closer to you, a little too close, and toyed with the baggie near your face, “You’re cute.” Was all he said after running the bag across your lips and then walking back toward the bathroom.

“Just cute? Not hot, sexy, beautiful, gorgeous, stunning,” you trailed off.

“Hot? Nobody says that anymore.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, “I do,” You looked around for the bathroom and went inside, watching as he swiftly snorted a line off of the counter, “That was hot.”

He skimmed up at you with a smirk, “Want some?”

“Don’t mind if I do,” you said, entering the bathroom, not breaking the contact that you made with his eyes. They were seductive. Enticing, even. Just the mere glance was enough to send you over the edge. But you kept your composure, breaking the contact when you peeked down at the line that he cut just for you.

A smile etched your face as you plugged your right nostril with your freshly manicured nails, leaned lower toward the countertop, and snorted the contents through your other nostril.

The rush hit your body almost instantly, sending eclectic waves up and down your spine. The feeling was entirely too euphoric to explain, but you knew that you had snorted quality cocaine.

You turned around and glanced at yourself in the mirror, disregarding him leaning in the doorway, just watching you, “You’re creeping me out, boy with no name.”

“Elliot.” He muttered, still watching you. 

You spun around and leaned against the counter, “Thanks for the coke, Elliot.”

The room fell silent, all that could be heard was the slight thumping against the floor from the loud music playing downstairs. You were enjoying this quiet, yet awkward sexual tension that filled the air. 

It was confusing because the silence normally wouldn't weird you out enough to leave, but for some reason, this silence was reeling you in a different direction. A direction that made your body hot and steamy, waiting for him to touch you with his ring-stacked fingers.

That was put to a halt when your vision started drifting elsewhere and you felt his body moving closer to yours, “I guess we’re skipping the formalities,” you mumbled as he cupped your behind and placed you on top of the counter.

His lips softly connected with the flesh on your neck, “I guess so.” He placed kisses along your jawline and then met your lips. You threw your arms on his shoulders and allowed his hands to roam free along the lower half of your body.

He kissed you with so much passion, that you would've thought you were the love of his life and not a random girl in search of drugs like he had said before.

His hand abruptly latched on the hem of your skirt and slowly pulled it down, but his lips never met yours. You noticed that he was a really good kisser. Good enough to make you mewl when he nibbled on your bottom lip.

His fingers danced along your sides, then between your thighs. He took his thumb and began rubbing on your bud through your panties, causing your breathing to hitch. You leaned your body back against the mirror and watched as he began picking up the pace.

He continued to rub circles on your clit and lifted his free hand to your chin, “Look at me, okay?”

You responded with a nod and a pleasurable moan. You tried to keep your eyes on his but as he continued to go faster and faster, you could feel your legs start to quiver.

“Damn, your moans are cute too,” He said with a smile on his face, “And the face you make when you’re about to cum.”

You felt it coming. You knew it was coming. The closer it was the more your head started to loll backwards. 

“I’m about to–”

“I know, baby,” he cut you off and sped up the circular motions his fingers were making on your sensitive bud, “You can cum. Go ahead, be a good girl, and cum for me.”

And just like that, you became undone against his ringed fingers and breathing heavily. Elliot licked his fingers clean and then pulled you off the counter and engulfed you in a tongue-filled kiss.

“I don’t even know your name,” he said when you broke the kiss.

“You don’t have to.”

#elliot x reader #elliot x y/n #euphoria imagines #dominic fike #elliot x you #elliot euphoria #euphoria #black reader #elliot x black reader #dominic fike smut #persephonesbody #persephone imagines

[michelleinterrupted]

taking a shower with elliot, sfw?

I loveeeee!!!

༺ elliot x gn!reader ༻

"This was the only scent they had, its uh...coconut." Elliot stated while rubbing the body wash onto my shoulders and back.

The hot water from the shower head hitting my chest and face while sliding down my front.

"I dont mind, it smells nice..." I trailed off while getting lost in the pleasurable feeling of everything.

"Mhm.." Elliot hummed from behind me, focusing on washing me off.

Once all the soap was rinsed off my body Elliot grabbed towels for the both of us. Quickly wrapping his around his waist and than wrapping me up in mine before picking me up and carrying me to his bedroom.

He set me down on his bed and tossed me one of his shirts and a pair of his boxers to change into while he got himself dressed.

Elliot put on a pair of gray plaid pajama pants than proceed to throw his towel into a pile of dirty clothes that rest in the corner of his room, than he turned to me and I threw my towel at him to add to the other clothing items.

I crawled into the bed to get under the blanket as I waited for Elliot to come lay down.

After he turned off most of the lights he laid down next to me and turn on his right side to face me while I laid on my back and turned my head to the left.

"I'm so tried." I say with a soft sleepy smile while I started to close my eyes.

"Me too, c'mere." Elliot responded while pulling me into his chest as we both slowly drifted off to sleep.

I realized very little of this story is actually in the shower I'm srry but I got a bit carried away, whoops

any re-blogs, comments, likes are appreciated!! pls dont repost my stuff on other platforms unless you give credit. requests are still open as well <33

#euphoria #euphoria hbo #elliot #elliot euphoria #elliot euphoria x reader #elliot fluff #elliot imagine #elliot x reader #elliot x you #hbo euphoria #euphoria season 2 #elliot x y/n #euphoria elliot #euphoria imagine #euphoria season two #euphoria x reader

[sublimecatgalaxy]

hey <3

can I please get an elliot taking care of drunk reader and it's just straight up soft!elliot please<3

Love love love love love love

"Come on baby, work with me here." Elliot mumbles, scooping his girlfriend into his arms as he works his way up the stairs, Y/n's eyes fluttering shut as a tipsy smile appears on her lips. She's giggling quietly and sleepily to herself, relaxing fully into her boyfriends protective grip.

Elliot pushes the door open with a grunt, listening to Y/n babble quietly to herself, her fists rubbing at her eyes as her mascara smears. He smiles fondly and laughs, shaking his head as he sets her down on his bed, reaching over to dim the lights a bit so she's not too overwhelmed when the severeness of her state hits her.

She rarely ever gets this drunk but with it being Maddy's birthday, they decided to let a little too crazy, pulling Y/n down with the rest of the girls. He got a call from Lexi way after midnight, pleading with him to come and get his girl, needing someone to drive her home and get her in bed ASAP.

"Thank you, bubba." Y/n mutters, her hand lingering in Elliot's as he grabs some makeup wipes from her bedside drawer, wrapping a finger around her chin to angle her face up towards him. Her eyes stay closed as he brushes the cloth over her face, smiling sweetly at the gentleness of his touch.

"I got you." He whispers, cupping her cheeks as he leans down to press a kiss to her lips, pushing her back down onto the bed as she huffs, her arms flailing out at her sides as she hits the mattress. "Go to sleep, we'll deal with your hangover in the morning." Elliot snorts, helping her out of her dress as she crawls clumsily under the cover, Elliot following soon after shutting the lights off and turning on the dim night light that his girl loves so much.

#elliot #elliot euphoria #elliot euphoria x reader #elliot x reader #elliot euphoria fluff #elliot fluff #elliot x y/n #elliot and y/n

[sunasrintarhoe]

For All the Nights I Lost to You p.t. 6

pairing: elliot x reader

warnings: sex, drugs, slight insecurity

a/n: this chapter is fucking smutty as hell so if you don’t like smut, i wouldn’t read it. this is the longest chapter i’ve written by far, so i hope you like it.

word count: 4107 :))

Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

i don’t own this gif 

The week seemed to fly by.

Before you knew it, it was Friday. Fuck…You were nervous.

What if you weren’t good at it or Elliot didn’t like what he saw? Your insecurities had an entire week to fester. Your parents didn’t help the situation. Your dad had been almost clingy lately.

Constantly asking if you wanted ice cream or to go watch a movie. He seemed to have this nervous guilty air about him that was honestly off putting. You rejected his offer every time, but thanked him for it. He would just nod and walk away, but not before reminding you that he loved you, which left you speechless.

He rarely said that to you, but this past week he had said it more than he had in the past year. Even though it shocked you, it also made you feel a little giddy. Your dad ignored you for the sake of his marriage, was he finally choosing you over her?

You had a small smile on your face as you walked to your last class of the day and suddenly an arm placed itself across your shoulders which made you jump.

You broke out of your trance and looked to your right. “You scared the shit out of me, fart face.” You pushed Elliot and he made a face.

“Did you just call me 'fart face’?” He seemed offended. Who the fuck calls people fart face?

You nodded and smiled at him. “And I meant it too.” Elliot laughed mockingly and you took off running. “You’re done for, Shit head!” He chased after you.

-

“Are you sure you’re comfortable with this? We don’t have to be there if you don’t want to.” Rue rubbed Jules’ comfortingly. Jules seemed a little off today. Almost unsure of something, “No, I’m actually super excited about this… I just can’t help, but feel like something bad’s gonna happen…” Rue nodded.

“I feel like that too… Honestly, I’m really excited for tonight too…” She looked away from Jules and Jules smiled.

“What? My Ruby Bennet is excited to watch her best friend get fucked for the first time. That’s dirty!” She laughed. Rue pushed her and muffled her own laugh.

She wasn’t excited because of the sex…

She knew how much Elliot taking your virginity would mean to you. You had always talked about losing it to someone who meant a lot to you when you were younger and even if you swore that you would lose it to someone with experience and not someone you loved, Elliot was the exception.

The four of you didn’t talk about sex much, so you didn’t know that Elliot had a fair amount of bodies. That meant you were doing this out of love. Rue loved that.

Elliot was convenient for her and Jules, but for you Elliot was… Everything? Love? Life? The embodiment of christ? Who knew.

All she knew is that whether you acknowledged it or not, you were in love with him.

-

The drive to Elliot’s place was quiet. You were in the passenger seat of his car. His warm hand gripping your thigh. The stickiness of his clammy hand could be felt at every ugly turn and sudden stop.

Elliot was nervous.

He was excited too, I mean who wouldn’t be? But he wanted to be good for you. He wanted this to be a night that you could remember. Untainted by the bitter smoke of weed. He wanted you to feel every inch of his co- body as it slide against-

His thoughts were cut off by a honk. He sheepishly waved his hand out of the window and drove off. He didn’t realize that the red light he stopped at had turned green.

You let out an awkward laugh. Everyone was being abnormally quiet. “Guys, you’re making me nervous.” You admitted to the backseat. You expected Ellie to be quiet, he was the other main star of the show, but the girls in the back, fuck no.

They both let out a condescending giggle. “You should already be nervous. Ellie’s got a big dick.” Jules snickered and your eyes narrowed. He was skinny and not particularly tall, so it had to be a joke right?

-

The car stopped. You were here. Elliot’s house.

Elliot turned to you. “Alright, doll. It’s time.” You nodded a little too fast and the others chuckled.

“Get your ass out of the car, virgin!” Jules patted your shoulder and jumped out of the car. You nodded again, slower this time as the rest of the gang got out of the car.

This was nerve wracking… You were already horny.

-

You looked around Elliot’s room like you were searching for something. “Ah ha!” You picked up a small tin box with a joint that Elliot had specifically rolled for after you fucked. He had hid it under his pillow.

“No. No weed.” He took the box from your hands and you pouted.

Elliot would not let you smoke until after, no matter how much you whined. Losing your virginity while high would be too stimulating of an experience and would ruin sober sex for you.

He was going to explain that to you, but the look on your face made him realize that you were just looking for something familiar to ground you. He softly gripped your hand.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. You can say no, none of us will be upset…” He said softly. If you said that you weren’t comfortable, he would pull out that joint and act like everything was normal.

You shook your head. “No, I want this!” Elliot smiled softly, “I’m just nervous. I have no idea what I’m doing and this is the first time anyone’s seen me naked…” Elliot wanted to purr. You were as inexperienced as a virgin could be.

Rue cut in, “ Not true, I’ve seen your tits.” She stated matter of factly and you rolled your eyes.

“That was like fifth grade and you only saw them because I was wearing a loose bathing suit and the water pulled the top down.” You retorted, Rue shrugged and you grinned.

Elliot pouted at the attention he wasn’t getting and gripped your chin with his thumb and index finger.

He leaned in and kissed you softly, moving his hand to caress your jaw. It started out feather light, to test the waters, to allow you time to get used to the feeling of his lips on yours. Eventually, it turned harder.

The energy shifted from hesitant and cautious to confident and shameless.

His hand moved to grip the nape of your neck and he kissed you hard. His tongue found its way inside your mouth. It explored your mouth and played with your own. You moaned at the feeling, the taste of Elliot.

You were gripping the front of his shirt as if to keep yourself from floating away.

Your mind was a fuzzy mess of Elliot, Elliot, Elliot! The never ending chanting of his name came to a stop when he pulled away to look at you. You were a sight to see. Lips red and glossy with spit. Your eyes half closed and dazed. Fuck, he was hard.

-

Jules had been quiet since she exited the car. Taking in everything that was going on before her. The way your hands clenched to hold his shirt tighter, the fluttering of your eyelids, the way Elliot’s hand moved from your hip down to your ass.

Rue softly kissed her neck, “You okay?” Jules responded with a smile. “They look good together.”

Rue smiled back at her and nodded in agreement.

She wasn’t really getting into it like Jules was, but she could appreciate the sight. Their conversation was cut off by a moan.

Your hand had moved down to the front of his pants and you were palming him. “You’re really hard…” You said breathily. Rue and Jules giggled and Elliot blushed.

“Well yeah, I got a pretty girl in front of me that’s about to let me fuck her. Who wouldn’t be hard?” He moved to place wet kisses down the column of your neck. Softly kissing and lightly sucking randomly until he found a spot that made you moan.

“I’m also hard if that helps.” Rue raised her hand to make a point and Jules pushed her down onto the bed, laughing. You smiled. The air was becoming more comfortable and less suffocating, your anxiety was going away with each joke and random comment that was made.

You didn’t notice Elliot was still sucking on your neck until he pulled off with a pop. “There!” He smiled and grabbed your shoulders. You gave him a confused look until Jules and Rue gasped, “Oh my god. Baby’s first hickey!” Rue laughed and gave Elliot a shocked look. He had a shit eating grin on his face with not a single ounce of regret. “I gotta hide this from my parents, dude.”

“Oh you’ll be fine, just keep your hair over your shoulders.” Elliot moved to kiss again, but this time he grabbed your hips and moved you backwards towards the side of the bed.

He broke the kiss and pushed you down. You landed on the bed with a soft thud and got up on your elbows.

He pulled off his shirt and got on top of you. Elliot began to kiss you again and put his hands on the exposed skin of your stomach where your shirt had rode up. One hand stayed put, his thumb massaging circles into the skin and the other moved up your shirt.

When his hand brushed the underside of your bra, you pushed him off a bit. Elliot gave you a concerned look, but that quickly changed when you pulled your shirt up and off. Your nerves were starting to get the best of you and you didn’t want to stall.

Rue whistled and Jules started clapping, to which you responded with an annoyed look.

“Can I take it off?” He asked, his eyes hyper focused on the cleavage of your bra. You nodded slowly and Elliot looked up at you. “Words, Y/N. I need words.” His voice was firm. You gave him a shaky yes and he reached behind you.

His hand was placed on your lower back. Warm fingers trailing up your spine sending goosebumps across the soft skin of your back. He reached the closure of your bra and kissed you. You didn’t feel him unlatch your bra, until the straps were sliding off your shoulders.

You couldn’t resist the urge to cover yourself and let the bra fall as far as your crossed arms would allow. Elliot pulled back to look at you. “You don’t have to be so nervous, Doll.” Jules hummed in agreement.

“We want to see you, baby…” She piped up, hoping that it would give you the confidence to uncross your arms. You gave her a slightly panicked look and took a deep breath, fortunately for her, her words did their job.

“Fuck…” Elliot kissed your neck, “You have such pretty tits.” Rue hummed in agreement, you didn’t see them move to the side of you and Elliot. You looked at the two of them and winked. Jules giggled and Rue bit her lip.

“You’re so fucking hot.” Jules said into the quiet air, who she was talking about, no one really knew, but honestly… no one cared.

Elliot’s kisses move down your neck, stopping just above your left breast. He raised his head. “Can I…?” His question trailed off. “Yes… Please…” Elliot grinned at this, the quiet desperation rolling off of you in waves amused him.

He lowered his head back down to your tit. He kissed down to your nipple and stopped again. He cupped your breast softly and moved his thumb across your nipple. Your breath hitched and you moved your hand to grip the hair at the base. “Ellie… Don’t tease me.”

Elliot groaned at this. He could feel himself become more desperate, he could feel the precum leak out of his painfully hard cock. Truth be told, he’s been hard since this morning.

He used the tip of his tongue to tease the bud, slowly circling it a few times until he put his mouth on it.

You weren’t sure how to feel about this. It didn’t feel like much until he began to suck. You moaned embarrassingly loud at the sensation. Elliot was watching you like a hawk.

Waiting for a sign to stop, though he hoped you wouldn’t give him one. He trailed his other hand down and grazed the waistband of your pants. He gently thumbed it open and moved his hand in. When his fingertips hit your underwear, you spread your legs.

Elliot pulled off and moved his other hand down to the waistband of your pants. The spit cooling on your skin made you shudder. Elliot tugged impatiently on your pants and you raised your hips. He pulled your pants and underwear off in one swift tug, not giving your nerves time to settle. “Damn, chill, bro. She’s gotta catch her breath.” Rue commented on the speed of Elliot’s movements, but he just shook his head. “I’m so fucking hard right now, Rue Rue. I’m leaking through my pants.” Pulling your thighs to get you to the edge of the bed, Elliot kneeled on the floor. He put your legs over his shoulders and stared at your cunt. “Fuck, you’re so fucking wet right now. You like what I’m doing, huh? Tell me.” He blew cold air at your dripping hole and you clenched.

“I-I like it a lot, Ellie.” You moaned out. What the fuck was this? You could feel yourself clenching around nothing, desperate to have something, you just didn’t know what. “Please, Ellie!” You whined and Elliot cooed. “Please what, doll? What do you want?” Jules was getting turned on, you looked so desperate for Elliot to touch you and he was just teasing you.

“Oh come on, give it to her, Ellie. She’s being so good.” Jules purred, she wanted to see you fall apart. She could feel Rue softly grind on her thigh. “I thought you weren’t into her like that…” She whispered, pressing a soft kiss into Rue’s hair.

“I’m not, but I’m into you. Especially when you talk like that.” Rue was wet at this point, Jules was really getting into this and it was turning her on.

Elliot licked a stripe from your hole to your clit causing you to moan loudly at the unexpected pleasure. He smiled and flicked your clit with his tongue. Swirling the tip of his tongue around the bud a few times then softly suckling on it.

-

You were falling apart. No one had touched you like this. You were convinced that Elliot was going to ruin sex for you. His tongue left your clit and suddenly thrusted into your hole.

A strangled cry left your lips at the sudden intrusion and Elliot groaned. You tasted so good.

His mind was swirling with Ideas on how he would fuck you. Should he make you cum on his tongue first or on his cock? Would you want to suck it?

Elliot got up from his spot on the floor and hovered over you. “Doll…” Your hazy eyes looked up at him. “Condom?” Despite having discussed this prior, he was still trying to give you an opportunity to change your mind.

You shook your head and he grinned. “You’re so pretty. My pretty girl… Can I fuck you now?” His voice was deep and you could almost feel it resonate in your chest. His dick was hard against your inner thigh. When did he take his pants off? You could feel his precum drip onto your thigh and you whined.

“Ellie, please!” You were so impatient. So desperate. He was right there, so close, but he wanted to tease you for a bit, make you beg for it.

“Please what, Doll? Use your words.” You pouted. It was hard to think let alone tell him what you wanted. “Please fuck me, Ellie, I-I need it!” You became teary eyed at this.

Elliot’s grin grew wider and he lowered his hips. He pressed the head of his dick into your clit and let out a low moan. You were soaking at this point.

-

Jules was hyper aware of you at this point. The way your back seemed to arch slightly when Elliot said something dirty. The way your thighs twitched when he touched you. Rue's hand crept into the waistband of Jules’ pants and her head snapped to her. “What are…” Rue’s fingers brushed over top of Jules’ arousal. “Just because we are the stars of this show, doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy ourselves…” Jules stared at Rue, her eyes, her nose, her lips… She leaned in to kiss her and moaned into her mouth.

-

Elliot was still teasing you, he was so mean. “Please, Elliot, I want it so bad, please…” You begged and begged to no avail. He was still teasing you. Still grinding his dick in between your folds. He was determined to surprise you. He needed you to believe that this was all he was going to give you.

Elliot didn’t let up until finally he pulled back a little too far and pushed into you. “Oh fuck!” You groaned at the same time. The feel was so foreign, the stretch of having something other than your own fingers inside of you. It sobered you up a bit. The haziness cleared from your mind.

Elliot was on cloud nine. You were a little tight, most virgins were, but not enough for him to consider you uncomfortable. You were clenching around him. He felt every pulse and throb your pussy had to offer. “Fuck, I could die happy right now.” He moaned.

“I would appreciate it if you didn’t.” He laughed which caused him to push in a little further. You whined and he cooed at the sound. “Did that feel good, princess? Did that make your little pussy feel good?” He pushed in a little further then pulled out a little. When he thrusted back in, he pushed the entirety of his length into you. All the way to the hilt. You almost screamed.

The head was brushing up to your cervix and every breath you took made you shake. “Fuck, Elliot, Fuck!”

Tears rolled down your cheeks, not out of pain, but because of the overwhelming feeling of having something so big inside of you. Elliot was a little alarmed at this until he noticed the way your hips moved as if to take in more of his.

He wanted to mock you, make you cry harder, but it was your first time, he couldn’t be so mean.

“You’re no longer a virgin, Woo!” Rue cheered and you laughed. It was easy to forget that the other two were there when Elliot seemed to demand your attention. “Yeah, I guess-“ You were cut off by Elliot softly thrusting into you. You looked at him with desperation in your eyes and he grabbed your chin. “I didn’t mean to get in the way of your conversation, sweetheart.” He kissed you and deepened his thrusts. He could barely control himself at this point.

You felt so good.

-

Rue felt out of place now. She was turned on, sure, but watching you have sex with Elliot made her feel off. Like she was interrupting your moment. Jules noticed this and kissed her shoulder. “We can leave and let them continue, if you want…” Rue nodded, she didn’t really want to leave. She was hoping Jules would want to fuck as well, but maybe it was better if they watched.

-

Elliot picked up speed, which in turn made you moan louder. He was so deep, it turned your brain to mush. He could feel your pussy spasm and by the way you were arching your back, he could tell you were really feeling it.

“You look so good right now. Fuck, Baby, let me go deeper, please.” You bit your lip, “Please, Ellie, Oh my god.” You cried out. Elliot moved both of your legs up towards your shoulders and pressed them into you, leaving you nowhere to run and thrusted even harder.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, Elliot!” You were screaming at this point.

You were in a fucking mating press.

Elliot grunted in response, too focused on getting his dick as deep into you as your body would allow. You were so warm and wet and he wanted to cum so bad, but you had to first.

“Pretty girl, are you close? Think you’re gonna cum for me? Like a good girl?” You nodded enthusiastically.

“I’m so close, Ellie, please make me cum!”

Ellie moaned in relief he was close too. “Then do it, Doll, cum for me. Now!” You were almost there.

Suddenly Elliot’s hand slipped down to your clit and he began rubbing fast circles. This action made you tense. Your eyes rolled back and you clenched tightly around Elliot’s cock. You were cumming and you were cumming hard.

Elliot moaned loudly and pushed himself to hold back until you were done. He felt liquid burst from your hole and leak onto his lower abdomen, so he pulled out. He jerked himself to completion and came all over your crotch and inner thighs.

You eventually came back down to earth, your body randomly twitching and your legs trembling. You swallowed, “Holy Shit…”

“Holy shit indeed…” Rue replied and you looked at her. At some point, her and Jules got naked and by the looks of it they fucked. Jules was panting and Rue had a shit eating grin on her face. You smiled at her and raised your hand to fist bump her, which she reciprocated.

Elliot flopped down beside you and kissed your shoulder. “Do you want something to drink?” He sat up and you nodded.

He got up and pulled you with him. You gave him a confused look until he explained that you had to pee after sex to prevent a UTI.

You stood on shaky legs and waddled to the bathroom to clean up.

-

The four of you laid in Elliot’s bed, still naked. There was something so therapeutic about it. Elliot reached under his pillow and pulled out the tin.

He reached over you to grab his lighter and you kissed his arm. You were still on the high from cumming so hard losing your virginity. He smiled down at you and leaned down to place a soft kiss on your lips.

Elliot grabbed his lighter and opened the tin to reveal three pre-rolled joints. “I personally think this is the best part of sex.” He turned his head to look at you and you smiled. “It’s better than cumming?” He nodded. You do it while you’re still coming down and it’s just…” He chef’s kisses his fingers, you laugh.

He lit the joint, taking a small hit then passed it to you. You took a much bigger hit and passed it to Jules. Or at least tried to. She was passed the fuck out. Rue looked proud of herself and took the joint from your fingers.

“This is great… Being naked in bed with my three favorite people.” You snuggled into Elliot as Rue passed the joint back to him. You could feel sleep pulling you under and your eyes fluttered closed.

-

“And she’s out.” Elliot whispered to Rue after attempting to pass the joint to you. Rue high fived him and Elliot laughed. “I-“ He was cut off by the sound of your phone vibrating.

You had left it on his bedside table with the screen facing up. He shifted himself up to look at it and you grumbled. He froze and let you settle before attempting to look again.

You had three missed calls from an unsaved number and two from your dad. There was also a text message from that unknown number.

‘fucking call me back you dumb slut i know what you did’

Elliot read this out loud to Rue and she looked taken aback. “What the fuck?” She whispered to him. You rarely talked to anyone outside of their group, who the fuck was texting you like that.

The number called again and this time Elliot reached over and answered, putting the phone on speaker.

“You dumb fucking slut. I’m gonna fucking kill you when I get back!” A girl’s voice yelled from the phone.

“Maddy?!”

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[neon-lights-and-glitter]

Euphoria Masterlist

Updated 7/23/22

Fezco

Requests are OPEN

Complicated - Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Fezco and Reader grew up as best friends and end up falling in love, they both know they love each other but don't want to label their relationship making it more complicated than it needs to be.

Insecure - Fez is feeling a little insecure and the reader reassures him.

Needy - All the reader wants to do is be close to Fezco.

Mixed Style - fez x a reader who has a kind of mixed style? like she'll do cute and laid back with hoops and sparkles one day but she'll also do grunge/alt with platforms the next bc duality

Vacation- Can you do how it’s like going on vacation with Fezco? Like going to the airport and everything

Late Night Car Rides- The reader can't sleep and Fezco picks them up and they go on a drive.

Elliot

Requests are OPEN

Happiest Years - Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 The same place that your relationship grew even closer than you could expect is also the same place that your relationship completely falls apart.

I don't think I care - Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 The reader is Fezco and Ashtray's sister. The reader meets Elliot at a party, and tries to hide their relationship from her brothers.

Music - Elliot rambling to the reader until she falls asleep and him being so into whatever he was talking about that he doesn't even notice reader fell asleep until he asks her a question and she doesn't reply.

Sorry - Elliot apologizes to the reader after their relationship ended because of his drug use, but the reader isn't sure how to feel about it.

Addicts - The reader and Elliot are both heavy drug users, after the reader almost overdoses Elliot tries to convince the Reader to stop using.

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[nebulablakemurphy]

All For You (Pt. 8)

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7

Warning: this is a mature series that includes mentions of drug use/overdose, mental illness, explicit language and mentions of sex.

“Big push,” the doctor encourages from the bottom of Y/N’s hospital bed. Elliot kisses the top of the leg he’s holding. Jules and Rue both have a hand.

Y/N bears down, pushing with gritted teeth.

“You got it baby,” Rue whispers, against Y/N’s ear. “It’s all you.”

Finally.

“It’s a girl!” When the tiny baby is placed on Y/N’s chest no one moves. Their muscles tense, frozen in place. The infant begins to wail, sending Jules into motion.

“You ok?” Jules asks Y/N, gently releasing her hand.

“Yeah.” Y/N breathes.

“I’m gonna take her.” Jules whispers, reaching for the newborn.

Y/N nods.

Elliot hesitates, the thought of letting Y/N go, especially now, feels odd to him. Like she just had his baby. Surely he should hold onto her for a minute, make sure she’s ok.

“Go ahead, dad.” Y/N gives him a tired smile, as she nuzzles against Rue.

He lowers Y/N’s limb onto the bed. Swiping a hand over his eyes, which are suddenly wet from looking at the baby in Jules’ arms. She’s perfect. From the moment Jules touched her she hasn’t made a sound. Wide eyes staring out at the world, at her mother, at him.

Elliot wraps his arms around Jules.

“She’s perfect.” The blonde murmurs.

“Just like you.”

Time passes differently after. After labor and birth and her. Lux.

Lux loves to be held, by Y/N, Rue and Elliot. Especially Jules.

They spend the rest of the day together, the four of them and the newest member of their family.

Eventually Rue and Elliot make their exit, to tend Sawyer and Cameron at home. Being apart never gets easier, they just got used to it; knowing they would be together again.

Jules climbs into the hospital bed that night, at Y/N’s request, facing each other at the edges of the twin size mattress.

Suddenly the bed is moving, pushing them both upwards.

“Jules,” Y/N whispers, as not to wake the baby.

“I didn’t touch anything.”

“Jules, your ass is pressing the button.” Y/N can barely get the words out, she’s laughing too hard.

Jules moves in closer, away from the railing with the control panel, slowing maneuvering the bed back down with her finger. “Sorry.”

“It’s all good.” Y/N nuzzles against the pillow. She can’t wait to go home, back to her own bed. Back to Sawyer and Cameron, back to Rue.

“Are you happy?”

Y/N smiles softly, brushing a stand of blonde hair over Jules shoulder. “Yeah. Are you?”

Jules blinks quickly, her chin trembling.

“Don’t cry.” Did she change her mind?

“I’m just so happy.” Jules assures her. Resting her forehead against Y/N’s. “It still doesn’t feel real, you know? Like I actually get to keep her.”

“She’s yours.”

“I’ll never be able to tell you how thankful I am for everything you’ve done.”

“Jules, you don’t need to thank me.”

“I hope she always looks like you. Then I can have a piece of you with me forever.” Jules tears up a bit at this.

Y/N bats at the traitorous tears escaping from her own eyes. “I’m literally across the street. I’m not going anywhere, we just refinanced.”

“I love you so much,” Jules tells her.

“I love you too.”

“Do you think I’ll be good at this?” Being a mom.

“I think you’re gonna be amazing.”

“I hope so.”

“And if you need me, I’ll be there.”

“I’ll always need you.”

“Fuck,” Y/N sniffles. “Enough. I can’t do this with my hormones right now.”

Jules let’s out a quiet laugh. “Sorry.”

———————————————————————

They leave the hospital together. Elliot carrying Lux out in her carseat. Y/N in the wheelchair she doesn’t actually need, but Rue insists she ride to the parking lot. Love is funny that way.

The first night is long. Lux isn’t used to the bassinet, it’s bigger than her cot at the hospital. Jules and Elliot take turns. Y/N and Rue give them their space.

But Y/N wakes to the sound each time anyway. This time, to her surprise, she finds not Jules or Elliot quietly rocking the newborn, but “Rue?”

“She looks just like you.” Rue murmurs. “That’s what Elliot gets for Cameron.”

Y/N huffs a laugh.

“It’s gonna be interesting. A little piece of you just running around out there.”

“It’s all good things, Rue.”

“I know…I love you.”

“I know,” Y/N assures her, “I love you more.”

———————————————————————

Sleepless nights bleed into early mornings. The hustle of their new life joining their old life is difficult at first, but becomes normal.

It’s not until Lux is three months old that Elliot and Jules begin sleeping at their house again. Leaving only the bassinet behind as a reminder of what had been.

It feels wrong the day Elliot comes to collect it. Like finally closing the worn binding of a book held open to a page for too long.

“Are you ok, baby?” He asks, as Y/N holds open the front door for him.

“I’m ok,” Y/N nods, holding the wooden frame harsher than strictly necessary.

“Do you want me to stay with you until Rue gets home?”

“No,” she shakes her head, “go be with your family, Elliot.”

Elliot sets the bassinet down on the front porch, coming to close the distance between them. “You’re my family too.”

“I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I love you and I would be here every second if you let me. I understand that we have boundaries, but Jules and I didn’t set them. We respect them, and we’ll continue to do that. But if you need us here, if you need Lux here-”

“I don’t need Lux here.” Y/N whispers. “I love her, but she’s not mine. And I knew that one day I would have to let her go.”

Elliot takes another step forward, “I’m right across the street if you need me.”

“I know, Elliot.” Y/N forces a smile.

He takes a deep breath in, running a hand over his face. Elliot knows Y/N, what she’s about to do. Allow the pent up emotions to hit her like a tidal wave, all alone while the kids are at school and Rue is at work. She won’t cry for help, even if she gets in too deep. She’ll pick up the pieces before anyone even knows.

“Text me later?”

Y/N leans forward, pecking a kiss to his cheek. “Every night and day for the rest of your life.”

“I’ll take it.” He chuckles.

——————————————————————-

“So I guess this is it.” Jules shrugs, standing at the doorway of Elliot’s tiny apartment, that has begun to feel like home.

“But we’ll be back to visit at least once a week and Jules is coming home on semester break.”

“And Christmas.” Rue adds.

“And Christmas,” Jules confirms.

Elliot nods, “I told you guys, I’m good.” And he’s gonna stay that way.

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