#f anon

[brittmouse-spirals]

hi it's the girl who isn't allowed to cum this year, I've been edging more and more I edge for like at least an hour or two a day now if not more and your blog is still one of the things I look at most regularly while I edge bc you post a lot and your posts are so hot. FUCK I want to cum so so bad it’s all i can think about but good girls don't cum good girls rub their minds away good girls edge forever idont deserve to cum i want to be a good girl good girls dont cumm

…uh. oh yeah I'm sending this bc last time you said something about wanting to see how much of a mess I'd be by the end of the month so um hi here I am… I'm getting so much worse

- F

i'm so so proud to be one you touch and rub and edge and drool over! gosh you really have gotten worse haven't you? there's less and less of your old "smart girl" brain in your head after each edge. you're so much more desperate and weak and obedient. that programming you subject your weak toy mind to is taking over everything else. it leaves you docile, open, accepting of whatever your superiors say or want. how about you let me put some good girl wisdom in your head?

you need to edge. you don't need to cum. cumming makes the pleasure stop. stretch out that pleasure. you need to edge.

you don't deserve to cum. you're a dumb slut who gave up her orgasms for pleasure and control. keep denying yourself. keep scrolling. keep babbling brainlessly about what a good girl you are for not cumming. good girls don't cum. you don't deserve to cum.

keep edging, whore! go deeper. get worse. you love how much worse you are now. this is good for you. this is what you need. this is what you want. edge until all your thoughts leak out of you. edge until you forget what cumming feels like. edge until the greatest pleasure you get is from making your superiors cum. edge yourself empty. edge until you never want to cum again.

and then keep edging. deeper is the only way forward now. you're fucked. we're fucked. keep fucking edging, slut. tempt those around you. corrupt those around you. show them how good edging feels. get them hooked. make them edge sluts like you. edge to what you'll do to them. drool over their blank faces and busy fingers. pull each other even deeper into bliss.

after all, good girls make more good girls. 💖

keep me updated, slut, i've been edging myself to my own words towards you. i wanna watch you get worse. you're so fucking hot when you're denied, begging, and stupid!

(and remember, if this is ever overwhelming or interfering with your non-kink life, you have the permission and the duty to step back and recover. i know i just said a lot of very very degrading stuff, but you really do deserve rest and support. you're allowed to take as long a break as you need from edging - just as long as you don't cum. your needs come first. treat yourself like the prized princess you are, ok?)

#ask #anon ask #F anon #denied anon #brainwashing #bimbo brainwashing #hypnokink #good girls make more good girls #edge slvt #edge slave #pink makes me sink #pink text #good girls encourage each other #degradation kink #objectification kink #denial kink #edging kink #dumbification

[baphometsgirlcock]

your post about needing to bully a butch in a dyke way got the wheels in my brain turning again… thinking about you stroking my cock lightly, just enough to get me sensitive and throbbing, and then leaving me hanging, your hand resting between my thighs but not quite close enough to make contact, but the moment i try to writhe for more friction your grip on my thigh tightens and you’re pushing my legs back open, holding them firmly spread so you get a full view of how desperate and hard i am, without me able to do anything to take the edge off. i can only imagine the kinds of things you’d say to me while you did this, but something tells me you’d be even better at coming up with that, if you’re in the mood 👀👀

-f

You want me to bully you, huh prettyboy? Sure, I'll bite. I'll pin you down, rub the tip of my nice thick middle finger up the length of your cute little cock, chuckling about how much you squirm when i lift that touch; I bet it was underwhelming for you, but you're still writhing about it? Slut. Let me get a good look at you. My hands on your thighs, pinning your legs to either side, getting a nice good luck at your throbbing, aching dick, dripping with pre. You look so good like this, getting pushed around by another butch, all flushed and needy and open for me to play with.

I want to let go of your thigh so I can unzip my jeans , and tease you for keeping legs open for me without me needing to ask, and how much you can't stop looking at my nice thick butch dick as I pull it out and stroke it. I'm so hard for you. Isn't that nice? You're starting to squirm again, needy boy. Do you enjoy watching me jack myself off so close to you? Or do you want more? Do you want to feel my cock on yours? Go ahead, handsome. Beg me.

#sorry for sitting on this ask so long djfbgjb #and ty for it omg #one of the hottest things thats ever arrived in my inbox #f anon

[chaosduckies]

Phase 2 of my evil plan has been set into motion, I hope to finish it before tomorrow!

Here's a lil sneak peak! >.>

He took in the plesant warmth of the water around him, the smell of fresh kelp, the warm rays of the sun above- There was no sunlight. Curiously, he opened his eyes (oh, how he wishes he didn't), and looked up. Above him, was a mer. A very, very big mer.

Hope you like it!

-F

OH MY GOD I LOVE IT SO MUCH

AGHHHHH

(idc if it’s only like three paragraphs I’m freaking out over here)

I love it so much already :D

Funny thing was that I was actually gonna write a Mer AU for Nathan and Ryker sometimes this week hahahaaa

#ducks asks #shared birthday anon #F anon #I still don’t know what to call you #AGHHHHH #I LOVE ITTTTT #I can’t wait till it’s done!! #Phase 2 of your evil plan is working #I’m HOOKED #This is gonna be amazing #love you guys ❤️

[witch-hazels-musings]

Dearest Hazel,

It has been quite a while, has it not? Various events had taken up quite a bit of my time, so I apologize if I hadn't been able to send you any letters with the recent developments. I've heard recently from the visits of the Traveler that they had uncovered some rather, shy musings, of one red headed businessman towards your humble self. There was apparently an amusing event of him turning red and explaining how they were unsent letters to you (hopefully, now that it has seen daylight, they may find themselves onto your desk right at this moment)

Now that things have settled here, I can finally relax my toes and give myself a breather. How has the day been treating you? Remember to stop and smell the flowers once in a while, lest you lose yourself too much into work (and have a certain someone visit your abode after hearing such drastic details, whoever could have sent him information about this, I wonder ehe)

That said, I heard you've expanded your business into Tasseography and I'm quite excited for your new ventures! I hope you don't mind that I, too, shall place a reading at your ever trustworthy hands.

Let's see, perhaps one doused with COFFEE as it's aroma, with lingering symbols of HEART, SURROUNDED BY DOTS; BOAT; MUSHROOM; and LETTER for my dear husband, CHILDE, as usual. Whatever result may happen upon your vision, I am sure I would be delighted no doubt. Your skills speak for itself  after all.

- Ever your trusty friend, F■■■

[Some parts of the letter have been smudged off from the long journey it had been. Though the name had been lost, you know exactly who sent you the letter]

Dear F, 

I hope this letter finds you well. I have recently received several lovely letters from said gentleman and am beside myself while reading them. Perhaps we can get together for tea soon and discuss our beating hearts for certain gentlemen?

As for the business, it’s going well! I have many orders to fill but seeing how this particular letter made such a long journey, I wanted to reply swiftly. As I read your cup, I see so many splendid things - may the contents bring you warm afternoons and peaceful evenings. 

Be in good health.

- hazel 

aroma: coffee (domestic) | symbols: heart, surrounded by dots (marriage), boat (unexpected visit), mushroom (separation), letter (favorable news)

:: childe x gn reader | sfw - fluff, (use of Childe’s real name*) | tasseography event

You bowed politely at the Fatui operatives keeping watch just inside the Northland Bank. Since Childe had left on his weeks long mission, you made a point to check in every few days to see if any news of his return. Of course, they would only tell you enough information to satisfy you since sharing anything beyond that would be a breach of confidentiality and could potentially put him at risk. You weren’t upset by their rules; it was important that he returned safely, even if all the information you got from them was, “operative is alive.” 

With a sigh, you pushed the door open but was startled when it was easier than normal. Stumbling forward, you nearly collided into the last person you expected to see. 

“S-Sir Pantalone,” you stuttered and made room for him to enter. It wasn’t the first time you’d met him, nor the last, but every time he entered the room the hairs on the back of your neck stood up, and not in a comforting way. 

“Why hello. If it isn’t y/n,” his silver, silky tone made you squirm but you held steady. It was better to not let him know how uneasy he made you. “Have you graced the Northland Bank for any particular reason?” 

“N-not really. Just waiting to hear about Ajax.” 

“Ah yes, our young harbinger, Tartaglia. I have heard he is due to return soon.” 

“Really!” Your excitement didn’t go unnoticed by the Ninth Harbinger, and though your joy wasn’t directed at him, he grew pleased by the reaction his news gave you. You moved toward the door, but Pantelone stepped in front of you. The backdrop of Liyue’s largest city seemed to shrink behind him as he stood between you and freedom.

It was never enjoyable to meet another Harbinger, but even less so when you didn’t have the authority or standing that came when standing next to Childe.

“Off so soon?” 

“I have some things to attend to, if you don’t mind.” 

“Shall I go with you? It wouldn’t be proper of me to allow one of our own wander about without some sort of security.” 

His words were so pleasant, kind. The closed eyed smile drew you in like a colorful or brightly distracting lure, but you knew not to trust him. To owe Pantalone anything, even the smallest of things, was to give him power over you, and that was as dangerous as trusting a rabid wolf not to bite you.

“I appreciate your concern, sir, but I’m perfectly find to go on my own.” 

“Is that so?” He gazed at you, his façade slipping the more you denied him. “As expected from the 11th’s spouse.” His tone grew harsher at the word ‘spouse,’ almost like it was distasteful for him to say. 

You swallowed, heart beating uneasy as you stood there. All you wanted to do was get away from those piercing eyes, “Now, if you’ll --” 

“Hey, hey, what’s the hold up?” A familiar voice shattered the tension that had been building in the doorway. You hadn’t realized how tense you shoulders had gotten or how difficult it was to breathe until you spied the top of the red-head just beyond your human barrier. 

“Ajax!” You called out and, without a fuss, Pantalone stepped aside so you could make your way toward him. Childe’s face lit up at your presence. As per custom, he lifted you into a deep hug that seemed to irritate the other Harbinger the longer it went on. “I missed you,” you whispered into his hair, fingers digging into this clothes, nose picking up the traces of all the places he’d been. 

“Me too,” he said quietly before placing you back on the ground and looking you over. It made your skin grow warm but he knew that. “So -” 

“So,” Pantalone interrupted, his face returning to the statuesque pleasantness he always wore, “I expect you have some business with the bank?” 

“I do.” Childe replied curtly and subconsciously moved in front of you. It seemed he too wasn’t fond of this interaction. “There are a few loose ends to tie up, but I can drop by later to -” 

“That’s fine,” he said dismissively with a wave of his hand, “it’ll all get sorted out in the end.” He turned and headed into the bank and as soon as the doors closed you finally took a breath. 

Childe was tense but the moment you placed your hand against his back he relaxed, faced you, and practically smothered you in kisses. 

“Welcome back, husband,” you cooed, relieved to be out of that situation and to finally have him back in your arms. 

“I’m back,” he replied before taking your hand in his, pressing a quick kiss to the edge of your arm, and leading you far away from the bank. 

--

The next few days were draining on Childe. It was strange that there was suddenly so much paperwork and overhead to deal with when normally one of the bank attendants took care of the requisition and reimbursement forms. When Childe asked about the change in policy, the attendants became uncomfortably nervous before making some excuse and practically running away from him. 

It was then that he knew, and then that he made a request of his most trusted operatives to ensure you were never in need of visiting the Northland Bank again. 

all works & ideas created by Hazel, recreations, reposts not allowed even with credit provided

#witch hazels event #hazels event - tasseography #tasseography event #tea reading event #genshin impact #genshin impact X reader #genshin impact musings #genshin impact x gn reader #childe #childe x reader #genshin impact childe #genshin childe #childe x gn reader #F anon

[yourmoonmomma]

what can I do to improve my life so i can be an alpha? - f

Meditate - Exactly that, meditate! Spend time getting to TRULY know yourself & your inner thoughts.

#readings #oracle readings #f anon #the sacred self care oracle

[chelleztjs18]

In some other life

We are standing

Side by side and Laughing that, in Some other life

We are apart.

-F

Thanks anon.

I heard that u r impersonating a person i know. N u r not really the person i thought it was n u r pretending to be that person.

I appreciate the nice poem.

I have a lot in my plate right now, anon. My marriage problem, my post partum depression, my other problem that im dealing, my battle with my bad n intrussive thoughts n my strugle to prove myself that i am a good mother for my daughter n my strugle to keep everything okay, to appear okay to everybody else in my real life n in here, hanging by the only last thread that i have. N feeling like an idiot,embarassef n feeling more hurt /got played r the last things i wanna feel right now.

So I'm asking u nicely anon, to come clean who u r n i forgive u. I dont know what ur motives were, but whoever u r n whatever u r doing right now is messing up my mind n feelings that are already fucked up with all my problem. So if u have tiny bit of good heart in u, just message me personally n come clean, then we'll let everything go. If u r not going to, all i'm asking to stop sending me asks like u did.

This blog is my safe space for other side of me that i can show in my real life. Thats why i try to be open with everybody here. N i hv met amazing people/friends here.

So yeah. Thats all. 😔🥺

Cheerio!

#chellez answers #ask answered #anon answered #f anon

[imyourbratzdoll]

Breeding Kink Steve/Bucky eventho you already have a couple of kids 🫣

hi baby! I'm so sorry for taking so long, I hope you like what I wrote.

summary - breeding kink gone wild, your husbands take it to the next level by forever wanting you to carry their child.

warning - smut, breeding kink, sorta dubcon but not really, mentions of pregnancy, creampie, threesome.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

“C’mon, Doll. Let us pump you full, want you to have our babies.” Bucky groans in your ear, pressed against your back where you can feel his bulge. You whine, letting out a breathy whimper as Steve grips your hips, pressing soft kisses to your neck, occasionally marking it as well.

“What do you say, Sweetheart? Wanna be full of our cum?”

You squirm, vision becoming hazy as lust clouds your mind. “B–but, we already have two…” Your head falls back, moaning loudly as their cocks slide inside of you without much warning. You didn’t even see them take their cocks out. Your cunt clenches around them, arousal dripping down their thick members, making it easier for them to thrust into you.

“Doesn’t matter, Doll. We wanna breed you forever and watch you grow with our child.” Bucky thrusts in and out, hands sliding up your body until they grasp your breasts. His moans so close to your ear that it causes tingles to spread throughout your body, your cunt clenching around your men. 

Steve groans, biting down on his bottom lip hard as he looks down at you with dark eyes. Your own cloudy ones connect with his, lips parting as you feel them pulse inside of you, gripping them tightly when they hit your sweet spot. Steve’s eyes roll to the back of his head and groans slip past his lips as he pounds into you hard and fast, feeling your little cunt clench around him from his brutal thrusts. 

They continue to have their way with you, fucking you so hard that you see stars. Your juices squirt out of you, causing their cocks to twitch and pump you full of their cum once again. Filling you with large amounts that will likely be the cause of your next pregnancy. Steve and Bucky take turns kissing your lips before cleaning you up. They lay you down on your large bed and grin as they caress your stomach, waiting for the moment you pop this one out for them to start all over again. 

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

#imyourbratzdollasks #anon reply #imyourbratzdollwork #steve rogers fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes drabble #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes imagines #steve rogers fic #steve rogers au #steve rogers drabble #steve rogers fanfic #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers one shot #steve rogers x f!reader #steve rogers x fem!reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes x fem!reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x reader smut #bucky barnes x y/n

[hanasnx]

Ok but hear me out- Hobie with his absolute pussy wrecking dick, and he refuses to do anything with it until you’re fucked out on his tongue first….

(and when he does you can’t say anything cos he’s pounding into you like a fucking animal)

“absolute pussy wrecking dick” audibly gulping rn gasping for air rn

the kind of dick that ripples you when he goes in over and over, every backshot reverberating up your spine, forcing you forward on your elbows and your cheek buried into the mattress. how it fills you out and kisses your cervix in such a sting, you’re fluid and limp as he uses you. his big hand on the back of your neck to keep you pinned to avoid being pushed further away from him with each thrust.

fingers tucked into the overlapping flesh of your thigh and hip, yanking you back into him until you’re yelling, howling into the covers, praying no one in this apartment building can hear you even though you know they can. you’ve got a feeling hobie likes that fact.

your brain has turned to mush, you can’t form a thought, can’t respond to his dirty talk. “knew a slag like you could take a dick like this. how’s it feel, dove? worth it? worth beggin’ for it?”

you’re near tears as he drives into you, moving to palm your tailbone to force you down onto every inch of his formidable cock. drooling onto the sheets, gripping onto them, eyelashes fluttering while your hole swallows him up.

hobie brown and his pussy wrecking dick..

#th: dick headcanons #indy shoots the shit #anon #thanks for the msg!! #hobie #hobie brown smut #hobie brown x reader #x f!reader #hobie brown x f!reader #hobie brown x reader smut #hobie brown prompt #hobie brown imagine #no y/n #hobie brown x you #1k #2k #3k #indy: headcanons #ch: hobie #hobie brown headcanons

[baphometsgirlcock]

mmmmm i think you deserve it plenty. anyone who’ll take such good care of their collared butch deserves a little (a lot) of devotion. i’d love to feel your tug on my collar towards your unzipped jeans, my mouth opening to suck you off, hot and slick, a pretty little thing with a handsome wet mouth all ready for you to fuck

-f

Atta boy, mmm, I bet you’d feel so good on your knees, wrapping your handsome lips around my dick. I’d probably push your head down; your mouth just feels too good to not fuck your face. Take my cock, fag.

#f anon #f slur #🥰

[chaosduckies]

Birthday anon here! I swear I'll stop bothering you soon -.-

I wanted to write a short drabble of an au with Nathan and Ryker because I love them and they're such good characters

Just a silly, short drabble made for fun.

So, I' startied chapter 3-

I’m so glad you love them both it makes my heart melttt ❤️

I promise I’m not bothered at all! But… chap- CHAPTER 3!???

HELLO!!??? WHAT. OH MY GOSH AGHHH

I’m so surprised you’re going this far TwT but I appreciate it so much! Just please promise me I’ll get to read it soon. MY ANXIETY MAN. IM TOO EXCITED.

#Duck asks #shared birthday anon #F anon #I CAN WAIT TO READ IT #OH MY GOSH #thank you so much for doing all of this #It makes my heart melt that someone loves my characters as much as me #Please tell me I get to read it soon #I am NOT sleeping tonight #Thank you sm tho #love you guys ❤️

[nickgoesinsane]

Imagine Jessica (spiderwoman) calls up Hobie to tell him he's got a mission and he's like "Nah got eggs laid in me I can't" and ur laughing in the background because 1. Jess herself went to work pregnant and 2. they aren't even fertilized. He just wants an excuse to have your dick in him some more

-🍽️

“Sorry, Jess,” Hobie says unapologetically, and she gets a clear view of your head tucked into his neck. His grin falters with a grunt, and his eyelids flutter. “Got, mmm, some eggs inside me right now. Can’t go. Y’know how it is.” 

“Hobie.” Jessica sounds tired, and you don’t have to look at her to know she’s giving Hobie a disapproving look. “Stop answering calls when you’re having sex.” 

“Stop callin’ then.” Hobie slurs back, gasping and digging his nails into your back as another egg stretches him open. He forgets about the call and tightens his legs around your waist, his cock drooling against your stomach. “Oooh, fuck, yesyesyes—”

Jess rolls her eyes and hangs up.

#╰┈➤ nick answers ! #dom reader #top reader #sub character #sub hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #symbiote reader #n/sfw #n/s/f/w #🍽️ anon ! #tw oviposition

[witch-hazels-musings]

With another frustrated sigh, the red headed businessman crumpled his fifth letter, fifth attempt at it anyway, and let his pyro Vision consume the paper. His other hand held his long locks of red hair, as he contemplated his next set of words to be delivered to his beloved.

It must be perfect, devoted...

And amazing just as you are.

Hours upon hours, he sat on his chair by the fireplace and countless of singed and burnt papers had already gone through his thorough hands. At one point, Adeline had asked him to take a step back. Even Kaeya, as annoyed as Diluc was that the man had pretty much delayed his composition, had persuaded him to step outside and refresh his head.

It was all worth it when he finally came up with what he considered at least something that could measure to your worth. Without missing a beat, he called onto his falcon to have the letter delivered to your location asap. He's already late for a few days, he can't afford to make you wait more.

"Ah, I see master Diluc has finally gotten his head together." Red eyes looked at the approaching man in dead pan, obviously not amused at Kaeya's presence.

"Is there anything you need?"

"Nothing in particular. But seeing you agonize over one parchment is rather... amusing." Diluc was about to kick him out when Kaeya asked him a question.

"Hoh... so this is the final draft, hmm?" A lone eye briefly skimmed through it before whistling in appreciation. "A master at prose, as usual. I do hope you at least remembered to sign your name. Otherwise, I'd like to claim such flattering work of art as my own."

Diluc froze at the other man's quip.

He forgot to sign his name.

At the red head's panicking face, Kaeya couldn't help but laugh to the point of being kicked out if the Dawn Winery.

----

To the one who held my heart,

May your days ever be filled with joy, naught a dreadful worry in your pleasant smile. I hope that should you ever feel the gap of loneliness present, that you would be reminded of the wonder and hope that you fill others with.

Perhaps in your dreariest days may this letter fill you with the love I constantly feel for you. My heart remains ever at your side, ever at your mind.

[The letter is not signed by anyone but the smell of pyro engulfs it, as do your own heart]

---

hi I hope u doing good -F

I've read this over and over again. You always know exactly when to send me something friend. I don't think you realize just how desperately I needed comfort like this ...

Send love to each other, the world may have it's ups and we can still push forward -- don't give up.

I'm rooting for you

#hazelmail #coffee elixir #f anon #bless you so much #im hanging on #sending love #✨❤️

[yourmoonmomma]

What does DN feel for me? And because I'm confused of my own feelings currently..what am I feeling for DN? Thank you! 🙈 -F

Queen of Coins reversed - They feel unsure of you, they don't want to commit to anything just yet until they see if you're the type of person they can see in their life long term or not.

Six of Coins reversed - You are enjoying the good feelings he brings, but may not know him well enough to truly know if you like him or not.

You're welcome!

#readings #tarot readings #F anon

[chelleztjs18]

i am merely a sentence

in your life.

yet i have filled

library's with

thoughts of you.

There are not enough library

To keep pages of my thoughts of you

#chellez answers #ask answered #anon answered #F anon #words for my sweet #my words for you #chellez poems #spilled feelings #spilled thoughts #poems

[beforeimdeceased]

hey bae! if you’re still taking requests could i please have something fluffy with mean! ellie and sensitive/soft! reader. it can be whatever u want, loving the pink theme btw 🎀⭐️!

CRYBABY! - (E.W)

pairing: mean/cruel ellie x sensitive/emotional reader.

synopsis: you’ve had a seriously bad day, and now you’re stuck with the shittiest person you’ve ever met while you wait for your friends to get home.

a/n: thank u for acknowledging the theme! it took so long to put together 😭. also i really hope this fulfills your request. would you guys want a part 2 w/ smut this time?

“crybaby, crybaby. we need to cry. and if we do, i know that would be alright.” — edit

masterlist.

ellie fucking williams was an exceptional singer, guitarist, and had incredible stage presence. but more importantly: she was an asshole. a complete fucking dick, and not just the usual “too good for everyone” cocky. she was crude. she was vulgar and she knew exactly how to push people, you specifically. sometimes you thought that she walked around asking for a fight to prove herself to people. now, you think it’s so she can finally feel something. even if it’s a mind spinning jab at her face.

you did your best to stay away from her, despite you sharing friends; jesse and dina. you knew exactly how she was and you knew you couldn’t handle it. no matter how many times you tried to let her little remarks brush past you, you always found yourself wanting to go lower. and each time you were around her it got harder to bite your tongue.

today was a bad day. a shit day. one of your worst. you found fraudulent activity on your bank card, got hit with a frustratingly large and urgent bill, and your washing machine broke. all in the span of an hour. the customers at your job had been extra rude and to make matters worse, your manager yelled at you for a mistake you didn’t even make.

all you wanted to do was go over to dina & jesse’s and eat brownies while they treated you like the child they’d yet to have. dina rubbing your back and reassuring you that everything will be okay while jesse threatens to beat all your enemies bloody. you use the spare key you have to their apartment to messily trudge in, kicking your shoes off at the door and smiling as you open the fridge to find dina’s special 1,000 hour brownies.

“i keep telling her she should put weed in those.” echoes behind you, causing you to pause mid bite. there she is, leaning against the counter. eyes smudged with her signature stage eyeliner, sweat glistening on her skin, a tank top and her stage cargos sagging on her waist. gargling down a plastic water bottle that had definitely seen better days.

“where are dina and jesse?” you furrow your brows closing the fridge. you grab a napkin to place the brownie on, and move further back near the door away from her. just in case.

“they went to go grab some groceries, but they told me to stay here and wait for you.” she answers, finishing the bottle off.

fuck. how long were they going to be gone? you couldn’t imagine spending more than 2 minutes alone with this loose lipped devil. her eyes narrow as she looks you up and down before smiling. here she goes.

“bad day? cause it looks like it.”

“well it definitely isn’t going to get better with you around me.” you snap back.

“ouch. i’m hurt.” she laughs. deviously. a hand over her chest as she pushes off the counter to chuck the empty bottle into the trash can.

you move over to the living room, sitting yourself on the couch. maybe if you ignore her she’ll get bored and leave you alone? maybe she’ll get so bored she’ll actually leave. god, please get the fuck out of here.

she follows you though, sitting way too close for comfort and turning on the tv. you pull your phone out, immediately opening tumblr and mindlessly scrolling. hoping that dina and jesse will be home soon.

“d tells me you stopped showing up to gigs because of me. is that true?” she breaks the silence between you two. you shrug her off. “you’re not the easiest person to be around, williams.” you state.

“so what’s wrong with me? i’d love to hear it straight from the horses mouth.” she scoffs, scooting closer. when you attempt to ignore her she pulls your phone out of your hand. staring into your eyes with her very own. piercing through your soul for a response. “is it because i called you an idiot?”

“among other things, but it doesn’t surprise me that that’s all you remember.” you reach for your phone but she pulls it back. this causes you to pinch her, and she smacks your hand away still holding your phone back. “remind me then.”

you feel her taunting tone. her want— need to push at you. to push your buttons and boundaries until you break. it’s like a game to her, and you certainly weren’t in the mood for it today.

“can you give me my phone so i can find out when dina and jesse are coming home?” you sigh. her behavior reminded you of a customer you’d had earlier who’d treated you like garbage because you weren’t smiling. you felt tears welling up but pushed them down. you never cried in front of ellie. because of her, maybe, but never to her face. you’d never live it down.

“can you answer my question? so i can apologize or whatever. d is really on my ass about it.”

you scoff. “ofcourse you aren’t genuinely sorry. you probably don’t even remember all the fucked up shit you say and do to people. half of the time you ignore me and the other half you treat me like i’m a burden. do you remember when you guys had your first real show? i told the security i knew you and you pretended like i was a stranger.”

“jesse was sooo pissed you didn’t show up.” she laughs. “did he yell at you?”

“yeah. thought i was lying because you told him i was. called me a shit friend and a liar until i showed him proof. why am i the only one you treat like this?”

“you’re definitely not the—“ you reach for your phone again, but she’s quicker than you. pushing you away and laughing at your lockscreen, which was a picture you’d taken of yourself. one you felt incredibly confident in. all of that confidence was withering away slowly and you could guess it’d only been 10 minutes. “only one.”

“that’s so much worse. seriously, i don’t have time for this today. i’ll just go home.” you sniffle and fail to hide it. the tears were in the back of your throat and you felt like her personal rag doll all over again. what you’d finally gotten away from the last week was haunting you all over again. her taunting, her rudeness. she knew what she was doing and she didn’t even care.

“are you gonna cry? am i making you cry?”

you gulp, biting your lip to fight the shakiness in your voice. “just give it back.” is all you can muster up. her arm stretches up and as you reach for it she tucks it in her back pocket and sits on it.

you feel the tears begin to spill out of your eyes and you quickly turn around and lean into the couches arm. hands over your face as you pathetically attempt to calm yourself. you feel a hand on your shoulder and you push it away before realizing it’s ellie handing you back your phone.

it takes you a couple blinks, convinced the tears have obstructed your vision. the very same ellie who’d tripped you in front of a crowd of people last month, was being nice? her face has softened, genuine concern replacing the taunting gaze she previously had. she places a hand on your back and shushes you.

“i’m sorry. i’ve never made you cry before, i’m sorry.” she speaks softly. she almost seems…confused? is this what it takes to get her to realize that what she does actually fucking hurts you? for you to break down in front of her? for her to get a peek at the silent nights you’d spent sobbing over another one of her “jokes”? all this time?

you wipe your eyes and begin to laugh, which startles her and causes her to lean back. “you’re such an ass, ellie. god, you’re such a fucking dick.” you shake your head and breathe. she doesn’t respond, just stares at you with concern. brows furrowed as she concentrates on your body language. the way you’re leaning closer towards her.

“today was such a bad day.” you cry out in frustration, dipping your head into her lap. you just lay there, sobbing. she doesn’t move you, but instead rubs your back. shushing you. whispering that it’ll be okay, and you’d never admit it because it was coming from her, but you really needed it in that moment.

she pulled you in closer to her, turning you onto your side so she can rub her thumb across your cheek. wiping some of your tears away. you begin to cry even harder, but she doesn’t push you away. even when her pants are soaked and snotty. she lets you lay there, and cry into her.

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