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poisonedprose · 9 months
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2k follower event ! - 𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐀𝐖 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓
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i cannot believe we are at 2k??? 😭😭 this is so crazy to me, thank you all so much<33 i love you guys and i love creating for all of you and im so glad you all enjoy my work and have decided to follow me and support me 🫶🫶 enjoy the (emoish) y2k (ish) theme for 2k followers <3
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fandoms this event includes ; the last of us, resident evil, call of duty (im not comfortable doing any of the other fandoms i would normally do.)
CD PLAYER - NOW PLAYING: P LINKS FOR 2K
BABY TEE - the last of us
⋆ DINA putting the strap she found on patrol to good use ⋆ ELLIE helping her inexperienced!best friend ⋆ ABBY teasing you after you backtalked her ⋆ JESSE letting you ride him before he goes out for patrol ⋆ grinding on JOEL's boner to wake him up in the morning ⋆ getting your pussy ate by DINA ⋆ ELLIE gently fucking her cutesy girlfriend with a dildo
STAR CLIPS - resident evil
⋆ CARLOS fucking his brat!gf softly as a punishment after begging for rough sex ⋆ re4!LEON using his roommates cunt in the middle of the night ⋆ re2!LEON eating out his best friend and then softly fucking them ⋆ ADA watching you squirm for her own pleasure ⋆ softdom!JILL letting you fuck her with her strap ⋆ pleasuring yourself and re2!CLAIRE at the same time ⋆ trans!LUIS handcuffing you and fucking you with his strap
MINI SKIRT - call of duty: mw
⋆ KONIG using his virgin!gf's thighs to get off ⋆ PRICE giving his neighbor a nice lil gift for christmas ⋆ after a hard mission SOAP needs to relax by eating a nice warm pussy ⋆ teasing GHOST under the table during a meeting ⋆ mean!SOAP who keeps edging you even though your right on the brink of the best orgasm of your life :(( ⋆ GAZ letting you use him however you please ⋆ PRICE makes love to you before he goes on a 3 month long mission
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undressrehearsal · 22 days
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is it casual now?
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chapter 1
summary: you and ellie agreed that this was just for a little fun - so what's the harm in her inviting you to joel's for a movie night?
word count: 2.3k
tags: nsfw, fingering (e and r receiving), angst, dub con?? i think?, does this count as public sex?, this shit's messy af y'all, mean reader, toxic relationship
a/n: i've wanted to write a fic based off this song for a while now. i've seen a few people write it (the song's a banger) but i only ever see ellie being written as the distant toxic one and tbh i don't think that matches her character so here's the opposite
also i hid a one last stop reference in here if you find it you get a prize (it's not hard to find)
if you wanna be tagged in the things i post, just lmk in the replies!
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Joel was trying to decide what movie you should watch. 
At least, Ellie thought he was. She could see the way his lips were moving - could even make out the words Dawn of the Wolf, whatever that meant - but she couldn’t actually hear him. She sat across from him at the dining table, nodding along, trying to school her expression into a pantomime of interest, but his words were drowned out by the ringing in her ears. 
Your hand on her thigh crept higher. 
Ellie shifted in the uncomfortable wood chair, uncrossing her legs only to recross them, and your hand didn’t move. You stroked slow circles into her jeans with your thumb; she would have thought it was absentminded if she didn’t know you so well. Ellie could see you in her peripheral. You smiled politely, nodding along as Joel listed off what movies he had found lately - it had become his mission to hunt for them while he was on patrol. (He always insisted that Ellie needed to be familiar with all the classics from before the outbreak.) 
Somewhere past the sound of her heart pounding in her ears, Ellie heard Joel say her name. She blinked, shifted in her seat again, and replied intelligently, “Huh?” 
He shook his head at her and laughed as he said, “Where you at, kiddo?” 
She ran a hand through her hair, purposely avoiding looking at you - she knew she’d only find that shit-eating smile on your face. “Sorry, had patrol late last night. Yeah, that movie sounds cool.” She had no idea what movie he had suggested. 
It didn’t matter much in the end. After switching off the lights, Joel sat back in his big old recliner (he’d looked like a fucking kid on Christmas morning when Tommy gave that to him), leaving the couch to you and Ellie. You leaned into her with your head on her shoulder; she had her arm draped over the back of the couch, not quite touching you. She was dancing a fine line between wanting to hold you and knowing you wouldn’t let her, but the tightrope was slipping from under her feet because you had put your fucking hand on her thigh again. She’d swear there was a damn magnet connecting your hand to her. 
Ellie covered a gasp with a cough when your hand drifted between her legs. Your eyes were glued to the flickering television, but there was no hiding the small, satisfied smile on your lips. And she fucking hated herself for wanting to kiss it more than anything. 
The tattered blanket you shared covered up the fact that the tips of your fingers were grazing across the seam of her jeans. Even the ghost of friction made her squirm, the movie becoming nothing more than white noise. You were too fucking bold, and her head spun when your nimble fingers undid the button and slid the zipper down so slowly it ached. When your fingertips dipped below the waistband of her boxers, she couldn’t stop herself from glancing at Joel. He was enthralled in the movie, and she couldn’t even pay attention to it; she hated herself for that too. 
She knew she shouldn���t; she knew she should’ve grabbed your wrist, told you to stop so she could just enjoy the movie with her… with Joel. He’d been trying to plan a movie night with her for a week, and tonight she had finally been free from patrol. God, she shouldn’t have invited you, but when he asked if she wanted to bring a friend, of course your name had popped up. 
She should have known it would be a mistake - an intoxicating one, but a mistake nonetheless. And when you dragged your fingers over her, pressing the lightest pressure to her clit, it took everything in her not to tilt her hips against your hand in search of friction. 
Ellie bit down on her lip so hard she'd swear she tasted blood when you dipped just the tips of your fingers inside her. It was embarrassing how easy it was - how wet she already was and you had hardly even touched her. But when you circled her clit, your fingers already soaked, the shame burning in her chest evaporated. Her eyes fluttered, heat burning in her stomach, your touch setting her aflame. Her fingers dug into the back of the couch. She longed to touch you, to just wrap her arm around you and hold you close, press your head to her chest so you could hear how her heart reached for you. 
Instead, she could only grip the couch behind your shoulder, gritting her teeth against the ache of it. You didn't even look at her, playing with her as though it were an afterthought, but there was no missing the smirk on your lips. She hated it; God, she wanted to kiss you. 
Ellie didn't dare look at Joel - she didn't think she could handle seeing him so engrossed in the movie he had been so excited to show her while she sat only a few feet away, coming undone on his couch. She couldn't handle the shame rising in her throat again. If she looked at him, she was sure she'd be sick right there. 
She tried so hard to keep it together - her hips ached from the force of holding them still, her lip surely cracked from biting it. Her chest burned with the moans she had to swallow like acid. But she couldn't keep it all in - it was overflowing. And when finally, the coil in her stomach threatening to snap, a low groan spilled from her lips, Joel turned to look at her. 
Ellie didn't want to think about what he saw, but whatever it was, it made his brow pinch in concern. She couldn't meet his worried eyes when he said, “You okay, kiddo? You don't look too good.” 
Your fingers hadn't even fucking slowed. You looked at her with a mask of concern, batting your eyes so innocently even as you pressed your fingers into her, curling them so you hit that spot that made her see stars. And then Ellie did grab you, gripping your shoulder in warning and glaring down at you. You wrinkled your nose, but relented and slid your fingers out of her; her grip tightened when you slid back over her clit. Fuck, she never should've invited you. 
Ellie cleared her throat; she couldn't look at either of you without feeling sick, so she turned her gaze to the movie. What was it even about? 
“Sorry, I just-” Her voice was strained, suffocating in her own throat. She felt like she was going to swallow her own tongue. The coil in her stomach tightened and she felt nauseous. She groaned again, and the words tripped over themselves in a rush when she said, “I don't feel good.” 
Ellie stumbled to her feet, forcing you to withdraw your hand; when she glanced down, she could see that your fingers were wet and it made her stomach twist. Keeping one hand over her stomach to hide the fact that her fucking pants were undone, she hurried from the room, ignoring Joel when he called after her. She couldn't look him in the eye or else she might actually puke.
Making a beeline for the bathroom, Ellie slammed the door behind her and leaned against it, the wood cold against her back. She took a deep breath, counting the cracks in the ceiling until her heart finally stopped bashing against her ribs, her throat burning. Pinprick tears stung her eyes as she fixed her pants, her fingers shaking so hard she could hardly grasp the button. 
Cursing under her breath, Ellie braced her hands on the bathroom sink, her shoulders sagging. Her eyes were rimmed red; she scrubbed her hands over her face roughly, willing her stomach to settle. 
She shouldn’t have been upset, really. The first time your hand had found its way into her pants, all those months ago, you had made it perfectly clear what this was. She could still hear your voice from that night, saccharine sweet and smelling like the whiskey you had nabbed from her cabinet: Come on, Els, Jackson’s so boring. We can just have a little fun, right? She remembered the weight of your body when you climbed onto her lap, your thighs warm on either side of her hips, your hands pressing her back against the couch. She could still feel the way your breath had ghosted over her neck, your voice dripping with honeyed desire: It's just a little fun.
Her own eyes looked so unfamiliar, a stranger peering at her from the bathroom mirror. 
Cursing again, she turned on the faucet, bending to splash water on her face - it was December and the water was so cold it numbed her hands. It was a welcome relief against her burning skin. 
Ellie felt so fucking dirty it hurt. No matter how she scrubbed at her skin, rubbing it raw, she couldn’t seem to rid herself of it. The cold water stung her cheeks. 
A knock on the door made her jump, cold water splashing down the front of her shirt. She cursed, pulling the damp fabric away from her chest with a grimace before calling, “Give me a minute, okay?” 
But you had never been very good at listening, had you? You didn’t even look surprised when you pushed the door open, ignoring her protest, and found Ellie leaning against the counter, water still dripping from her chin. If anything, you looked almost amused, quirking an eyebrow at her. It was the look you gave her every time you got her worked up, your eyes showing the laughter you bit back. She fucking hated that look. 
Ellie glared over her shoulder at you, but there was no real malice behind it - even when she hated you, something in her still softened when you were around. A switchblade girl with a cotton candy heart. 
You closed the door softly behind you, leaning back against it with a smug smile that she wanted to wipe off your face - she just wasn’t sure how she wanted to yet. Ellie could hear how your ego tinted your voice when you said, “Joel sent me to check on you. Probably thinks you're barfing your guts out or something.” 
Ellie rolled her eyes, looking away from you and mumbling, “Yeah, I guess dinner didn’t sit well….” 
You scoffed and the sound went straight to her stomach. She felt rather than saw you step behind her; she tensed when you placed your hands on her hips, leaning forward to put your chin on her shoulder. Her hands gripped the edges of the sink so hard she thought the porcelain might crack. She could feel the heat of your body all the way down her back, your hips pressing into her ass, and her traitorous heart fluttered embarrassingly. 
Ellie met your eyes in the reflection, watching as your smile grew into something almost mocking. You placed a kiss on the back of her neck, pressing your words into her skin: “Damn, Els, I didn’t know Dawn of the Wolf got you so hot and bothered.” Your fingers pressed into her hips, pulled her back against you. She failed to smother the sigh it pulled from her. She hated how it made your smile widen, and she hated even more how much she wanted to fucking kiss it off your stupid face. She shivered when she felt your teeth graze over her neck, and almost missed it when you muttered, laughing, “God, you’re so fucking easy, you know that?” 
Ellie shoved away from the counter, spinning on her heel and grabbing your wrist before you could flinch away. You had only blinked before she slammed you back against the wall, praying that Joel didn’t hear it. Her fingers wrapped so tightly around your wrist she could feel your pounding pulse, pressing it to the wall above your head. She slipped her thigh between your legs, pressing up into you, and she only had a moment to register that smug fucking grin before she slapped a hand over your mouth. She relished in the way your eyes flashed in something akin to fear. She had to find wins where she could, right? 
Leaning forward so her nose brushed yours, Ellie growled into the back of her hand, “Don’t make a fucking sound.” 
And she did get to wipe that cocky smile off your face. She kept her hand over your mouth, releasing your wrist to snake her arm between your legs. She muffled your moans, hissing when your nails dug into her biceps. 
Joel was in the next room, she thought distantly. Joel was in the next room, watching the movie he had been so excited to show her. He was in the next room, concerned about her, waiting for her, and here she was pressing her best friend into the wall of his bathroom. She had your pants around your ankles, two - three - fingers pushing into you. She could feel the vibrations of your moans against her hand - she wanted to press her lips to yours and swallow them, knowing you would never let her. 
It came too fast, Ellie pressing into you relentlessly if only to make you fucking shut up for once. Your body shuddered against her, and she wanted to hold you through it, but by the time it was over you were already pushing her away. When her hand fell from your mouth, you were smiling again. Maybe she was going to be sick after all. 
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@filtered-sunlight
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gravitycoill · 8 months
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hunter,,,,i love them
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finngualart · 1 year
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this is like that how to draw an owl meme, tlou edition: step 1. draw a triangle; step 2. draw the fucking rest of ellie and joel
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5hrignold · 9 months
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hey now that we’ve gotten content of them again for the first time in a decade, everyone needs to rewatch marshall lee and lumpy space prince’s scene in s8e9
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wildspringday · 10 months
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tracee ellis ross & diana ross via instagram
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blairpfaff · 8 months
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extremely fond of these lil background gumlee blobs
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piickledonions · 8 months
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que viva el amor !!
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leaderfuzzy · 26 days
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The gang goes on a road trip.
Ellis P is tied to the roof don’t worry.
[ID under the cut!]
[Panel 1- Fionna and Gary are sitting in the two front seats of a car, going on a summer roadtrip. Fionna is wearing her bunny ear bow tie and Gary is wearing a pink Hawaiian shirt. Gary is driving and they’re both happy! There’s a bunch of boxes and suitcases in the back of the car
Panel 2- Fionna looks terrified out of nowhere. She is says “Oh my god. I forgot my estrogen” (Fionna is trans)
Panel 3- Fionna turns to Gary with a desperate look on her face, and gripping the seatbelt says “Gary, we need to turn back” Gary responds with a worried look “Fionna that would add two hours to the-“
Panel 4- Suddenly, Cake and Marshall Lee appear from the back seats. Cakes head is huge and both of them angrily look at Gary as they say “Step on it *gay boy*.” Gary responds with a terrified happy face “Turning around!!!” As he turns the wheel drastically. Fionna still looks very worried. Poor Fionna, you’ll get your titty skittles back soon. End ID]
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elliesbm · 5 months
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Mine, Yours, Ours Pt.2
Ellie x fem!bunnyhybrid!reader x abby
Tw: No thoughts just pure fuck
Cw: omegaverse (kinda), hybrid!reader, Pet play? collars, G!p ellie and abby, Suggestive themes? Smut!
Pt.1
Even with the cold air pricking at your skin you still felt hot. As Ellie rides her horse- whose name you’ve learned is shimmer- you hang onto her, your grip tight around her abdomen. You relax, basking in her warmth even though you feel as if you’d melt any second. But then you feel shimmer come to a stop, and Ellie lets out a breath as she continues through Jackson’s walls, guards nodding at her as a welcome back before closing the entrance.
You take your time and examine the large town filled with bustling streets of lively people, but you notice something. There aren’t any other hybrids, you look around in slight panic at the fact there’s no one else like you. Unlike Jackson, the WLF base had dozens of hybrids, trained and put under the care of only the most trained and trusted worthy soldiers. Although there are untrained hybrids, they’re mostly just there for emotional support and “company” or just for soldiers who wanted a challenge with training their own hybrid.
Thats how you ended up with abby, she had wanted to challenge herself and train her own hybrid, so when she went to get a Hybrid after finally proving herself worthy and spotted you, she did everything but what she originally wanted to do when she got you. Instead of training you to be the strongest guard hybrid, she spoiled you rotten. She went out of her way to get anything she thought you might like when she was out on patrol, hell, she went to different hybrid supply stores just to find the comfiest highest quality collar for you. You were her baby bun, her pretty princess that she showed off and showered affection on with joy.
And you loved her, relished in her affection and showed her nothing but obedience in exchange. You were always on your best behavior with her, and she’d always praised you for it. She would reward you every time you behaved- oh how you loved her rewards. ‘Abby grinned as she looked down at your whimpering form, she had you pinned to the bed, hands gripping your thighs pushing them even further to your head, she had your legs folded till your knees reached your shoulders.
Her throbbing long fat cock had you weak, her pine and rain scent already had your mind clouded but this? Her cock resting atop your dripping wet cunt- that continued to clench around nothing- the sight of the tip hypnotizing you, it aimed straight at your face. It stared at you as if taunting you, it’s tip dripping with precum, landing on your glistening cunt adding to your wetness, making you even more needy then you already were.
Abby smiles noticing this “barley even touched ya n’yer already dripping for me. J’st a slutty lil thing aint ya bun?” Abby said with a teasing smile, you whine your cotton tail twitching and ears drooping, your clouded mind wanting nothing but to be plowed by her fat cock. “Abbs pleasss ngh- need ur cock n’me-“ you whined out but were interrupted by Abby entering your cunt in one slow deep thrust, her action causing you to let out a whorish moan, abby smirked, oh how she loved catching you off guard.
She pounded into you nonstop, her fat cock splitting your cunt in half, even though you’ve been fucked several times you still can’t get accommodated to it.
With each thrust of her hip you moan, whine, and chant her name. Her big thick muscular hand pinching and rubbing at your clit as she thrusts, her hips speed up, surely bruising your ass, your thighs too with how hard she’s gripping them with her other arm wrapped around them holding them in place. You’re practically vibrating, feeling as if you’re in an earthquake with how much your body shakes underneath her.
You suddenly let out a loud whine and squeeze your eyes shut as you feel your high coming, you feel abby’s cock pulse and throb and twitch inside you, her cock rubbing against the pulsing walls of your cunt getting ready to blow her load into your womb after making you cum, her hips speed up and the sheer force of her hips against your ass causes a stinging pain, but the pleasure your receiving drowns it out- or maybe the pain adds to the pleasure- you don’t know or care, all you know is that you’re about to cum.
With one final slam of her hips, your ears shoot up, cotton tail tensing as you cum hard, your vision turns white as you let out a deep guttural moan, only for it to turn high pitched when you feel her hot cum shooting into your-‘
“Y/n! Hey, hey, you good bun?” Ellie asked with a worried look on her face, gosh that nickname made you whimper. You hadn’t even noticed you guys got off shimmer and had entered her home. You start to daze off again but ellie snaps you out of it.
“Hey, hey. None of that ya hear me? W’s wrong babe?” Ellie asked before pausing and scoffing at her stupid question,already knowing the answer, instead she grabs you and lays your weak form on the bed getting up to get a cold rag for you, only to be stopped by you gripping her sleeve. “W’sa matter?” Ellie asked, and you open your mouth to speak only for a moan to slip out as another heat wave hits you.
“Fuck..” ellie mutters, “i’ll be back bun i promise.” Ellie says weakly with lust in her voice and gets up to get the cold rag. You whine at the loss of her presence, impatiently waiting for her to come back, and possibly plow you into another dimension.
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antpony · 8 months
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Funny tweets as f&c /at characters lol I love making these
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petremelya · 6 months
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Also I think it would be pretty to post the comic 🥺👉🏽👈🏽
(part 1)
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5hrignold · 9 months
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that’s it that’s the basis of the show
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wildspringday · 11 months
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tracee ellis ross via instagram
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whenthegoldrays · 7 months
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Barney Snaith is now the blueprint
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lukasspookas · 9 months
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FIONNA AND CAKE SHOW!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!
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