not a request but pls recommend some of ur fav ellie fics, i feel like i’ve read everything already 😭
had to open my laptop for this one. cracks knuckles i got u!
these r some ive read recently that ive loved / fics i keep rereading / series i keep checking on. these fics r either fluff angst or NASTY SLUTTY SMUT that's listed in no specific order
n i have sm other recs but my brain is short circuiting rn and i have so many other writers i love but these ppl r the ones that pop into my brain atm <3
don't you dare fall in love. by @ohcaptains
slow burn by @elskittie
herbal therapy by @elskittie
e. williams corrupting innocent reader by @clearheartgreyflowers
take everything by @clearheartgreyflowers
the invisible string series by @elleloquently
over and out by @cozy-mp3
falling in love at a coffee shop series by @elli3luvs
i saw you in a dream series by @elliesflower
otw by @elliesflower
rockstar tendencies by @anchoeritic
how it should be by @kurosaaki
streamer ellie hc by @rxllingstones
perfect girl series by @coeurify
sex, drugs, etc by @hazelnutsforellie
tattoos by @scandalcus
lover's rock by @elliephobic
shameless by @elliesquerida
midnight snack by @shesluxurious
true blue series by @totheblood
and burn by @strgrlxox
angels wept by @elsfavor1te
all the kisses in the world by @elsfavor1te
the inevitable pull by @prrimordiais FREE BINDI
a fool's game series by @elliewill
ellie using a vibe on reader by @evanpetersluver
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thinking about burying your face into shoko's chest when the scary movie is getting a litte too scary during the usual sashisu get-together. suguru is acting all calm, (you know his heartbeat is racing, though. he's not as cool as he thinks) surpressing a little smirk while satoru is clutching onto his sweater for his dear life.
shoko isn't focused on the boys, nor is she focused on the tv screen that's filled with blood and guts – your scrunched up face being way more intriguing. she's trying to be smooth, trying to just catch a proper glimpse of you but it's hard without making a fuss. she needs to turn her head and she knows that's gonna get your attention; she doesn't want that. she wants to look at you without you looking back. she wants to study you and your face, you and you expressions, you and your birthmarks and you and your scars. she can't do that if you're staring up at her. she can't study you like that - she'll get distracted.
but c'mon, you're right there – one hand on her stomach, holding yourself up a little while the other is lost somewhere between your bodies. she has to look at you.
and she does. from what she can see, your face is in fact all scrunched up and it is in fact as adorable as she'd thought it'd be. your eyebrows are furrowed, eyes screwed shut as the screaming and yelling continues booming from the tv. your bottom lip is a little jutted out; shoko's lips twitch. so do her fingers.
her one hand is securely holding wine glass while the other... has somehow found its way to your back. for comfort, she thinks to herself. she didn't even realize it was there. instinct, she thinks to herself.
she leans back a mere inch, eager to see more of your pained face but that's when your eyes open; staring right back at her, you feel small. you feel flustered. she has that effect on you. the fingers on your back have now found a lock of hair, twirling the ends between her fingers; surely tainting you with the faint tobacco smell. you don't care.
"scared?" she whispers. her lips move so smoothly, the dark hue of them inviting you in. maroon; the mixture of her own lipstick and the wine - you wonder how she'd taste.
"maybe..." you whisper back. she hums quietly, trying not to attract attention from the boys a few feet away.
"aw..."
it's hard not to burn at her words, her small coo.
"what about you, hm?" you hum back and she can feel it; feel it start from the back of your throat and make its way through your body and then through hers. you're so close. "your heart is beating pretty fast. you sure you're not scared?"
...
it's not often you, or anybody else for that matter, is able to catch her off-guard. this is... new.
she just blinks down at you a few times, her pretty eyelashes fluttering against her soft pale skin. her lips part, yet nothing comes out. for about twenty seconds, it's just you and her. no blood, no gore, no tv, no boys, no noise, no nothing - only her eyes and your eyes. when your own lips quirk up, ready to bark out a tease at her - satoru screams, pulling your attention from her.
while suguru is muffling trying to muffle satoru's awful noises by slapping a palm in front of his mouth and you're trying to keep your laughter from bubbling up - shoko is still staring at you.
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hey do u ever think about how crowley's eyes (a feature he's worked to hide nearly his entire time on earth) were fixated so so so firmly on aziraphale during the final fifteen, to the point where he followed the tiniest of movements, even as tears began to form in his waterline? even as his not-quite-human-heart was splintering in his chest?
CAUSE I DO
how was this permitted to be aired???? knowing full well that angsty queers like me would be sliding down the wall sobbing about it????
(also, if u want to read more about crowley and his eyes, i am once again recommending one of alex's metas: x)
anyway! full gif below the cut!
yippee!
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i need to gush on here for a sec :< everyone i’ve met since joining tumblr has always been so nice but lately i’ve gotten so many sweet messages & comments & its rlly making me sappy. i never like getting too personal but 2024 has been so hard for me & the highlight of every bad day has been coming on here & getting nothing but kindness & love from everyone. i have so much love for all of u, even if we never interact, thank u so so much for being here w me <33
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