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About me

Hii umm a little bit about me 🤪 i started this page in summer 2023 out of my love for reading fan fiction and I thought I might as well give it a try and it felt pretty natural so I kept doing it! I took a couple brief pauses but I think i’m back for a good time. I do have a busy schedule so I kind of just go with the flow of things when it comes to posting. I also only write AFAB reader because that is just what I’m comfortable with so you will not see AMAB, male reader or GP! on this page. I also am not open to criticism, if you didn’t like something in a fic you can ask me to recreate it with something else you want to see.

Reqs: open i suppose

Recent: Sevika x black reader | Pussydrunk!Abby x reader

Reqs: Feel free to send in anything like head cannons, dabbles, random thoughts or even a picture (or link to a picture) that you want me to depict in a fic! Obviously don’t ask me to do stuff that I have previously mentioned that I don’t do (dw I won’t be mad I just won’t reply) I am fine with smut, angst, fluff or any in betweens. I am not a mind reader be specific and i will try my best!

Thinking of adding a taglist so DM or comment if you want to be on it!

Working on: BBF! Elllie williams | Soft dom Ellie williams | failing to top Ellie williams

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Carl grimes ☠︎︎🧟 Rhia | Pale | Pure sound | Aruba | friends with benefits | Drained | Hc’s | Bell | Marshmellow | Run

Ellie williams ᖭི༏ᖫྀ⋆｡˚𖦹 Captains girl | Listen | Silence & the bedroom

Sevika 𓎚⛓️‍💥 Sevika x reader x Abby | Sevika x black!fem! Reader

Vi 🩷✘ ⌖ Shotgun | Toxic!Vi | Dissentient

Abby x sick!reader

You stare at the clock—3:45 PM. Time drags, making your afternoon unbearable. Your body aches, weighed down by fever and exhaustion. The floor around your bed is littered with crumpled tissues and discarded Vitamin D packets, proof of the cold that caught up to you faster than expected. You knew something was going around, but you didn’t think it would take you out like this.

Outside your window, the world moves on without you. Pedestrians shuffle along the sidewalks, cars pass in a steady pattern, all oblivious to your misery. You sink deeper into your blankets, but even that turns against you—the sun pouring through the glass makes it feel like you’re burning alive. You groan, shifting uncomfortably just as you hear soft footsteps approaching from the kitchen.

Abby.

She enters with ease, balancing a mug of steaming tea and a fresh snack on your bedside table. Without hesitation, she leans down and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead, only to pull back.

“Christ, baby, you’re burning up.” Her brows knit together out of concern.

You exhale a heavy sigh. “S’cause of the blankets,” you mumble. “And the sun.”

Without another word, you shove the covers off desperate for relief. The cool air kisses your fevered skin, and you savor it—for about two seconds. Then, as if on cue, a violent sneeze overtakes you, forcing you forward.

“Oh my god, I’m literally miserable,” you whine, voice thick with congestion.

Abby doesn’t laugh, doesn’t tease. She just shakes her head and hands you a tissue, her fingers brushing yours with a comforting warmth. “I know, I know. You’ll be alright, just keep resting,” she soothes. “I’m right here, okay? Whatever you need.”

You nod, too exhausted to respond properly, and blow your nose with enough force to shake the bed. Abby chuckles softly and then starts digging through your sheets, fishing around until she retrieves the TV remote. You watch as she flips through the channels, her presence a quiet reassurance.

Truthfully, there isn’t much she can do except be here, offering warmth, care, and distraction. And though she hates seeing you sick, there’s a part of her that secretly loves moments like these—moments where she can care for you in a way no one else can. It’s a quiet kind of pride, knowing she’s the only one who truly understands how to comfort you, the only one who would sit here for hours, making sure you have everything you need.

She doesn’t ask what you want to watch right away. Instead, she glances over, watching you with soft eyes as you slump deeper into your pillows. And as miserable as you feel, there’s an undeniable sense of peace in knowing that, no matter how awful this cold gets, Abby isn’t going anywhere.

It had become a quiet ritual between the two of you. Sevika lounged on the couch, a cigar resting between her fingers, the glow of the television casting flickering shadows across her face. Without a word, you settled between her legs and handed her your beauty bag, a silent exchange that didn’t need an explanation between the two of you. At this point, she knew your hair almost better than you did.

She alternated between bringing the cigar to her lips and tapping the ashtray as her other hand gently worked through your tangles. Her fingers were firm but careful, moving with a sort of effortless familiarity.

“Move your head to the side—yeah, like that,” she murmured, tapping your temple with a quiet authority.

A calm settled over you, your eyes growing heavy as the Tv blurred into background noise. You let out a quiet hum of approval when her nails scratched the perfect spot atop your head.

“Mmm… Sevika.”

“That good?” she asked, her voice carrying the faintest trace of amusement.

“Perfect.”

She continued to work, finding and soothing each itch before resuming the task at hand. You never minded how she did your hair—sometimes she styled it before you went out, sometimes in the mornings—but before bed, she always put it in two loose braids. Said it let your scalp breathe and saved you from waking up with a headache.

“Babe, hand me the comb?” she asked, gesturing toward the beauty bag at her feet.

You reached in and pulled one out.

“No, the rat-tail one—yeah, that’s the one.”

Minutes passed, and before you knew it, you had completely drifted off, your head resting against her thigh, absorbing its warmth. Sevika didn’t bother waking you just yet. Instead, she took her time, massaging your roots with slow, deliberate movements and working your tight curls with your favorite oils.

Lucky for you, this was one of Sevika’s favorite moments with you—unrushed, intimate, and hers alone. And nothing could possibly beat that.

Okay period aha

Pussy drunk!Abby x reader

The longer you’re below or above Abby who is lapping at your pussy, the messier she gets. It usually starts with her saying something along the lines of “I’ve had a long day” or “I don’t know babe just exhausted” and from there you know that it’s gonna be a long night. Despite her whining about how much the day took out of her, her mouth can stay on you for hours. But of course you give in every time because how could you say no when her hands roughly massage your sides as you pull her in for a hug? Or the way she nudges her head into your neck and whimpers so softly that you almost can’t catch it? Impossible.

Tonight you’re nearing a second orgasm, something you could never get tired of. Her moans are muffled from below you as you ride her face. You grip onto her sides as she gives a sharp suck to your clit. In reverse cowgirl like this you had to be careful not to fall forward. This isn’t a position you tried often, but of course Abby just works so hard all the time, she needed a little relaxation.

“Mmph. F-fucking love this pussy babe. So much.” She mumbles from beneath you.

“Yeah?” You smile. You could tell how much she was enjoying it from the way she was squirming looking for some sort of friction right in front of you. This is something Abby only does when she’s in this state. It’s almost like a trance, whether she’s below you or kneeling she gets off in a way 10x messier. It was as if she had just taken a couple shots and dove right in.

You carefully lean forward so that your elbows are on either side of her hips and you are face to face with her pussy. It’s not a surprise how wet she is. Her stomach tenses as you place a kiss on her clit. The vibrations of her groans going straight to yours.

This was obviously a good idea because she starts to get sloppier with you, moaning almost uncontrollably while now fucking you with her tongue. You try your best to keep your composure and work at her as good as she is with you but it’s hard when her skilled tongue is literally inside of you.

“Fuck— abby slow down.” You gasp. If only you could see the fucked out expression that she’s wearing on her face right now like you usually could. Except right now it’s absolutely porn worthy. Having you on her tongue is already enough to get her off, but having you do the same is driving her insane.

Your orgasm that has been building up for the past 20 or so minutes is about to shatter you. She is hitting all the right spots, and apparently you are too. She’s grinding up into your face, chasing the same release.

With a few cries of her name you come on her face. Your vision is practically gone and you can feel the pleasure down to your toes but you are determined to keep licking at her the best you can.

You didn’t notice it at first but she had came as the same time as you. Looking down at the sheeting soaked below her, at least you feel proud. You can hear her heaving from behind and take that as a hint to get off of her. As you turned around you are met with a very pleased looking Abby. She has this expression on her face like she’s still coming and she’s covered in slick.

“You feel better now babe?” You ask her.

She nods slowly. “Yeah.. baby. I needed that sososoo much.”

At this point she is practically asleep and you’re left wondering how you can get her in the shower.

Now, I love angst. Love it so hard. And Vi and Caitlyn are, you know... ;)

So I request some sort of angst scene where Vi is caught in her feelings for both Caitlyn and reader and it could end badly or goodly! I'd read either way.

Dissentient.

Vi x fem! reader

Summary: You and Vi had everything before she stopped talking to you for a relationship with Caitlyn. It wasn’t that she didn’t love you, she was afraid of her feelings for both of you and what would happen if she didn’t choose Cait.

Warning: Angst, Alcohol, cheating

You swirled the ice in your drink around before taking a fat swig of it. The bar was buzzing with people, causing the temperature to be drastic compared to that of outside where snow painted the streets. You used to come to the last drop to drink with Vi all the time but today your eyes follow her hands as she brushes Caitlyns hair behind her ear across the bar. Just weeks before this she had held you in her arms and promised forever while whispering “I love you” softly against your neck. The following day she would have ghosted you. You spent hours rotting away on your couch wondering what exactly happened. Then word came to you that Caitlyn asked if they could take their relationship a step further as well as Vi become an enforcer. At that point, what could you do? They were coworkers and probably fucked in the mansion that is Caitlyns bedroom every night.

“What can I get for you?” The bartender roughly spoke out.

You raised your gaze from your drink to the stubby man then you realized he was not talking to you.

“I’ll take two of what she has.” Vi spoke behind you. You locked eye contact with her and the energy between you immediately intensified.

“Hello.” You hesitantly said.

“Hello. You alone princess?”

You scoffed. “Would that concern you?”

“Oh come on.” She rolled her eyes playfully and leaned closer to your ear. “We don’t have to act like you didn’t miss me.”

“Here you are!” The bartender hands Vi the two drinks looking proud of himself.

She takes them in hand and brings one to her lips. She raises an eyebrow as she takes a sip. “Hm. Good taste.” She raises the glass at you while turning away.

You swiftly grab her wrist, surprising even yourself and definitely Vi. “I didn’t deserve it.” You stated with more confidence than you had before.

“It? You mean me giving you space?” She looked offended.

“Don’t misunderstand me. Space? That’s the last thing I want with you.” There was a brief pause between your bantering. “Wanted.”

“Meet me in the bathroom in ten minutes.” She turned on her heel and walked away faster than you could argue.

For two minutes you stayed contemplating whether or not it’s worth it to talk things through with Vi. At four minutes you packed your things into your purse and stared at the exit. After seven minutes you engaged in light conversation with a stranger next to you. Nine minutes passed and you were asking the kind stranger to hold your seat and watch your drink.

You leaned against the door, its cool surface pressing into your back as you studied Violet’s eyes—soft, powdery, and full of something unreadable. The small distance between you felt heavier than it should have, thick with unspoken words.

“So… does she know you’re in here talking to me?” Your voice was even, but there was an edge to it, a sharpness that cut through the quiet.

Violet pressed her lips together, before she opened her mouth. Finally, she exhaled, the word slipping out like an admission of guilt.

“No.”

Your stomach twisted. You turned away for a moment, then dragged your hands down your face before letting them fall into your palms. A heavy sigh escaped you.

Violet’s fingers found your wrists, her touch light but firm, as if she was afraid you might pull away. Her hands were warm against your skin, grounding, though it did little to ease the weight settling in your chest.

“No,” she said again, more urgently this time. “You know I’m not like that.” A breath shuddered past her lips. “Well, I swear ‘m trying. Really am.”

You lifted your head, meeting her gaze with an expression that said everything you didn’t. Really? You could tell she was starting to slur her words.

She winced at the doubt in your eyes, her grip tightening just slightly.

“Come on,” she pleaded, something desperate laced in her voice. “She made me choose.”

Your brows furrowed.“Choose?” you repeated, your voice quieter now, but no less sharp. “You mean… me or her?”

Violet sighed, the weight of the situation pressing down on her shoulders. “Yeah.”

You stared at her, waiting for some kind of follow-up, some kind of justification that might make this whole thing make sense. But there was nothing—just that one word, flat and resigned.

You let out a breath, half a scoff, half an incredulous laugh. “What the hell, Vi? Is she crazy?”

Violet let out a dry, humorless laugh, shaking her head. “No, she’s not fucking crazy.” But even as she said it, something in her eyes betrayed her—a flicker of doubt, a silent question she didn’t want to acknowledge.

You leaned forward slightly, searching her face for an answer she wasn’t giving. “You left me,” you said, your voice quieter now but laced with something raw. “With no explanation. For someone who had the audacity to make you choose between us.” You let the words settle before continuing, your voice growing sharper. “Do you have any idea how childish that is? How unfair?”

Violet’s lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but no words came out. The silence between you stretched, thick and heavy, carrying the weight of everything left unsaid.

“Right,” you said flatly, your voice devoid of emotion.

Violet’s gaze dropped to the floor, her shoulders slightly hunched as if bracing for impact. “I had to,” she murmured. “If I wanted to make a change around here.” She lifted her head just enough to meet your eyes. “And look, I am. But this… situation—it doesn’t mean we can’t still see each other.”

You blinked, trying to process what she was saying. Then you let out a short laugh. “Are you joking?” Your eyes searched her face, looking for something—guilt, remorse, hesitation—but instead, there was something else. Something almost hopeful.

“I know what I did was fucked up,” she admitted. “But you have to understand where I was coming from.”

You didn’t move, but she did. Her hands, slow and deliberate, slid up your arms before one found your waist, the other tracing the edge of your jaw. The warmth of her fingers sent a shiver down your spine, betraying the anger still lingering in your chest.

“I can make it up to you,” she whispered, her breath warm against your skin. “Please, baby.” Her lips were inches from yours now, her body pressing just slightly against yours. “Just let me make you feel better.”

Her touch was familiar, intoxicating, and for a moment, you felt your sadness waver.

Her lips were soft, gentle in a way that made your chest ache. It was almost reassuring—almost convincing—that what you thought had slipped away between the two of you hadn’t been lost after all. That the connection, the quiet understanding, the fire that once burned so effortlessly between you was still there, waiting beneath the surface.

For that moment, you allowed yourself to believe it. To sink into the warmth of her touch, the familiarity of her breath mingling with yours. It felt like muscle memory, like something your body still recognized even if your heart wasn’t sure it should.

The hand ghosting over your waist slid down to grope your ass. You let out a gasp into the kiss, exactly as you knew she liked it.

“Mmmph. She— fuck, she doesn’t have to know.”

Sevika is in front using my mouth and Abby is in the back using my cunt pls I’m actually clawing at the cages of my enclosure

Sevika x reader x Abby

(Collage of Sevika and Abby from firefli6es on Pinterest)

Warnings: oral Sevika!receiving, strap r! receiving, sub space r!receiving

The room is warm, or maybe it’s the heat between your bodies making you sweat. You sit on your knees at the edge of your bed looking up at the ceiling. You’re completely gone. The only thing you can comprehend is the feeling of Sevika licking heart shapes against your skin, Abby massaging her way down your back, her breath heavy against your skin, and Sevikas hands gripping your waist.

You bite your bottom lip to stifle your whines. You feel a firm hand grab your chin and you are met with Sevikas stern gaze.

“None of that. We wanna hear you.” She hissed, looking deep into your eyes.

You nodded. “please just kiss me.’’

“Me first.” Abby exclaims before turning your face to roughly kiss you. It was intoxicating, the way she leaned further and further into you with each swipe of her tongue onto yours. It was like she was trying to capture every bit of the moment before Sevika took her turn with you, and you both knew she would. It was after you felt Sevika marking your neck that she forced your lips onto hers. She was messier than Abby, sucking your tongue viciously and filling the room with lewd noises.

“uh-mm!” you gasped as Abby slid her strap inside of you.

Sevika smirked, standing above you arched your back further into her with each thrust from abby.“You like that baby? Abby Making you feel good? Yeah I bet you love it.”

“Yeah she’s fucking soaked.” Abby groans.

Your knees buckle and you fall forward onto all fours. Now you’re level with Sevikas crotch. You can already feel your mouth watering. One thing Sevika loves is to use your mouth. She describes it as being made specially for her.

“Ah, here we go.” She whispers softly.

You swallow as she brings your face to her clit. You begin working your tounge against her, earning a groan from her. It became harder to focus with Abby still grinding into you from behind. Though you used everything in you to make Sevika pleased.

“Shit, doing so well baby.” Abby mumbles.

You whimper into Sevika, coming out as more of a hum.

“Keep doing that. Fuck, gonna make me come.” Sevika throws her head back.

You don’t hold back, which is easy because each thrust from behind if bringing you closer to your climax. You moan relentlessly into sevika causing her to come, with you following close behind. You whined loudly watching stars dance around in your vision. Sevika held you against her cunt firmly as you both fell apart. Abby kept hitting your soft spot while you came down.

“Stop, uh! it’s too much.” you breathed out.

“What this?” Abby slammed into you with force as a mockery.

Your muscles became weak as you slumped into the bed.

“It’s okay baby you can take it.” Sevika soothed you as she ran her hands through your hair in a comforting manner.

As you took Abby, it didn’t take long for her to climax as well. Her face contorted into pure pleasure as she came down.

“Alright let’s get you cleaned up” Sevika whispered, as she scooped you up into her hands. You definitely got the best sleep of your life that night.

Thank you to everyone who got me to 5000 likes!

A/n (middle picture from iwishyouloveo on pinterest, they have really cute edits for arcane characters)

Summary: Vi invited you over to try a new strain she got a hold of and you guys shotgun it. this is kind of like head cannons idk haha

Warnings: Weed, nsfw at the end

𖦹She’d text you in the evening asking if you if you wanna smoke with her

Vi : babe, fucking finally got my hands on girl scout cookie😇, -6:02 wanna take a few hits or whatt

The fuck😭😭 -6:04

Vi: What? -6:04

What is girl scout cookie? - 6:04

Vi : It’s the strain I told you ab. -6:05

Ohh bet, CBD?? - 6:05

Vi : THC and CBD 🩷 - 6:06

I’m outside🩷 - 6:17

𖦹She’d only get the best to share with you, in fear of buying fake shit and getting you laced or sick

𖦹She always uses the ashtray you decorated for her with your initials written on it and violet hearts drawn all over

𖦹When you first take a hit she gets worried about letting you take more than three, whether or not you had a high tolerence

𖦹Eyes get super droopy and pretty after it hits and she just looks at you with puppy dog eyes talking about how greatful she is for you

𖦹 She’ll stare at you like she just discovered the sun and say “C’mere“ so softly

𖦹Takes a hit and hands immedietly go to the side of your face as she kisses you while blowing the smoke into your mouth

𖦹She never wants you to smoke any other way again

𖦹Kisses slow and very messy

𖦹Every five minutes “how are you feeling baby?“ “Mm i love you“ and non-stop touching

𖦹Once your down from the high and feeling melancholic and chill she takes you to stargaze on the roof and talk about her childhood and yours

𖦹“Do you think we would have been in love back then too, you know, if we knew each other?“

Nsfw

𖦹The only type of sex she wants to have while high is when she’s eating you or scissoring with you

𖦹Once again verry slow but messy. Loving, soft and kind.

𖦹Kisses to her destination

𖦹Aswell as kisses on your boobs

Summary: toxic!ellie x reader, You recently decided to keep distance from your situationship because of how she treated you. Ellie uses the fact that you’re heartbroken to get into your pants and it works.

Warnings: dildo (r!receiving), oral (r! Receiving), masturbation (e!receiving), making out, manipulation from ellie, kind of virginity loss (r!receiving) ellie kinda rough.

Taglist hehe: @clairoscharm

"You know she doesn't love you, right?" Ellie said, looking deep into your eyes.

You became silent. She said it so confidently it was almost like you're the weird one for thinking it was a bold thing to ask. Her hand lay on your thigh, drawing small shapes around your soft skin anticipating your answer. Even though you both had been best friends for years, it had still been the first time Ellie said anything of that nature to you.

"Um, well..." you sank further into the bed, searching your mind for a way to answer her question, because the truth is that you really don't know.

"It's okay..It's hard when someone treats you like that." She spoke softly, putting her hand up to your cheek.

"Yeah, it fucking sucked. Who the fuck leaves someone in the dark like that?” You began tearing up. “I felt like nothing.”

“Babe, you are not nothing. I love you.” She said, taking your face in both hands.

“I love you too Ellie.” Your expression lifted.

There was a quiet moment filled with tension between the two of you. With every second passed you both inched closer to each other, without a word exchanged, and your lips locked.

Her hands fell from your face down to your sides. She was moving quickly. The kiss deepened and she took your hand in hers leading it to your shorts which was her way of telling you to take them off. You backed out of the kiss, hands still frozen in place.

“What are we doing?” You whispered.

“You need this baby. Don’t you want to feel loved?”

Your eyes gave a blank expression, but you nodded. Time blurred in your dazed little head. The only things you were aware of now were Ellies hands on you and the ache in your heart, and she could tell because of the way your eyelids drooped at each lick of her tongue that you were hers now.

“Ellie..” You moaned out while arching your back into her.

“I know baby..” she mumbled softly between your thighs. She knew everything, about you, about this situation, she held the cards. She was well aware that you never gotten exactly this far with anyone else. You never liked anyone enough to bother. “Mm baby?”

You lifted your head off the pillows to look at her, your expression turning euphoric at the sight of her below you continuing to work at you between words.

“Do you think you can take a little more?“ She looked at you with puppy dog eyes. “For me?”

“Yes yes. Please.” You pleaded.

She took her fingers out of you, causing your breath to become shallow. She quickly returned from her closet with a pink dido. She tapped your lips twice.

“Open.”

You complied.

She didn’t waste a second teasing or even preparing you before she went as far into your throat as she could. She did give you a second to breathe after this but then continued at a steady pace, earning sweet gagging sounds from you. She slipped a hand into her pajama pants so swiftly it almost didn’t catch your attention. You could already hear how wet she was, had you wondering how long she had this planned. The whole night?

She finally let you breathe, dragging the dildo down past your stomach and to your slit. Your heart was racing, but you kept a brave face without struggle.

You winced as she brought it inside of you yet adjusted to the stretch in seconds. It wasn’t long before she found a rhythm pumping her fingers into herself while also handling you.

“Fuck, you’re ughh- so beautiful like this.” She groaned above you.

All you could do was stare up at her, yearning for something you were already receiving. It felt like something was missing. She was sitting with one leg under the other, hand still pumping underneath her boxers, and on her face she wore this expression telling you she was close. She began bucking into her palm, causing you to meet her pace with your hips.

“I’m close..” you mumbled.

She didn’t respond, looking like she wasn’t even acknowledging your presence rather trying to chase her high. With a fee more pumps, she Let out a lengthy moan, pushing the dildo far as she could into you by reflex, and causing you to come with her. There was a few moments of heavy breathing between the two of you, and that aching feeling in your heart disappeared. The feeling had gradually faded, and as you opened your eyes, you saw Ellie avoiding your gaze, regret etched across her face. Your heart sank even deeper than it had been before.

Summary: Vi gets hurt and when you try to help her she brushes you off aggressively, so you leave her be. You’re still pissed at her for being so harsh when you meant no harm, so when she comes to your apartment, you’re reluctant. Though in the end Vi always gets her way.

Warnings: angst w/ a little comfort, strap (r receiving), strap sucking (r receiving), manhandling, spitting, injury, fucking against a door, Pet names; princess, baby, & good girl, vi switches up quickly

Thank you to the weeknd, couldn’t have written this without listening to trilogy😞

She told you to stay back, you even agreed, but you just couldn’t wait for her like that cooped up in her box of an apartment hoping she’d come back uninjured. You won’t have to get too close, you knew where she was going so it would be no problem. Hand on the doorknob, you took a deep breath and went on your way.

The violence could be heard by anyone in a 5 mile radius. Stares were coming from both sides of you as you quickly walked with a black hood on and your head low. At every turn it was noticeable that people were filing out of the streets until you were the only one occupying them, so you knew you were getting close. Suddenly you turned a corner and saw her, there was no mistaking her muscular silhouette and violet hair. She was putting up a good fight, but still struggling. Your heart was racing, the person fighting her was unrecognizable standing at about 6’0 with scars across their face, large muscles and a sort of ax in their hand. You heard more voices coming from the bunch of people fighting 15 feet from you. There were more men coming from all directions toward them, so you crouch behind a couple of boxes to avoid being caught by the men, or worse Vi. Your eyes turn back to her and you gasp at the sight of her underneath the tall man. She looked absolutely defeated beneath him as he raised a hand to throw another punch. You sprung up from behind the boxes about to run to her, though you had no real plan. Before you even got five feet ahead, everyone started scrambling in the same direction. You looked around confused and decided to just bolt it and bring Vi to some place safer. She hadn’t even registered it was you until you were both in a quiet lobby and you crouched down to be face to face with her.

“Baby i- oh my god..” you stammered, trying to catch your breath.

She took your hands, previously cupping her face, and held your wrists between you two. “What did I tell you?”

“What? Well you- youre hurt and i uh-“

“What. Did. I. Tell. You?” She spat.

You stayed silent for a moment, studying her face. “You told me to stay back, I know that, but i couldn’t, really.” You began to tear up. “You could’ve died just now, he might have beaten you to death!”

“Well I fucking didn’t. I gave you one simple order, can’t even follow that.” She squeezed your wrists harder before letting go harshly. She stood up and began walking out of the alley, clutching her side.

“Let me help you, please you can barely walk”

“I’m fine, just go the fuck home.” And with that she was out of your sight, leaving you alone in the dark alley.

After that you didn’t leave your apartment for days. You felt useless and unwanted, not that you wanted to even be in her presence. She made it clear that she didn’t need you, therefore you did not need her.

You were sitting on your couch eating ramen when you heard a loud knock at the door. There were lots of possibilities of who it could be, the last one on your list was Vi. Once you opened the door you were met by Vi. You froze with your hand still on the doorknob, waiting for her to say something.

“Hey baby…”

“Oh hell-” You attempted to close the door in her face but she grabbed it and basically fought to keep it open.

“The fuck?!” You exclaimed. She had shoved her way into your apartment, now standing in the hallway with you.

“Listen, I know I left you there and it was fucked but I’m sorry.” She said while running a hand through her hair. “Please, baby.”

“You can’t just come in here like that. Leave.”

“No.” she scoffed.

“No?”

“No.”

“Fine, then I’ll leave.” You went into the kitchen to grab your bag and walked right past Vi and hers pleas for you to stay and got your hand on the doorknob when she turned your back and pinned you against the door.

There was a few moments of silence between you two before you broke it.

“Why do you hate me?” You choked out.

“What?” Her brows furrowed. “I don’t hate you princess.”

“Then why treat me like you do”

She leant in to whisper in your ear “I can show you how much I love you.”

You stayed still letting your eyes wander her face before she leant in to kiss you. At first it was soft and loving but quickly turned more and more aggressive. Minutes had passed and now she had you grasping onto her and moaning into her mouth as she kissed you. She barely had her hands on you, ghosting over your clit through your underwear.

“Are you sure you didn’t miss me?” She smiled feeling the wet spot on your panties.

“I did.” You breathed out.

She leant into you with her whole body and swept her hand inside your panties so she could plunge two fingers inside you. “Gooood, girll.” She dragged out.

Your back arched back into the door as you threw your head back and moaned. You bucked your hips to match her pace, already feeling incredibly satisfied due to the fact that it’s been days.

She left trails of violet on your neck and chest. Your tank top was holding on merely by one strap. Your lungs gave out every time you looked down at her. She looked menacing, taking over your mind and body in the simplest way. She worked you nearly to an orgasm but you stopped yourself.

“I want- uh! I want you inside of me, pleasee.” You practically moaned out.

At first she gave you a look that said “I am inside of you” but then quickly realized what you meant.

“Fuck yeah.” She scooped your thighs up and lifted you so she could carry you like a toddler to your bedroom.

She purposefully dropped you on the floor, leaving you stunned and dazed while she went to get the strap that she knew the exact location of.

You heard the sound of your drawer slamming shut and her clothes hitting the floor. Suddenly she was grabbing your chin and telling you to open your mouth, you just stared.

With a quick slap to the face she grabbed you harder and repeated herself. “Open up baby. Thought you wanted this.”

You complied, even sticking out your tongue. She mumbled “good girl” before spitting in your mouth. “Suck.”

You didn’t hesitate, you didn’t have much thoughts in your head to think about doing anything else besides what she told you. She said praises to you under her breath while pushing the pink strap further into your throat, causing you to gag.

Once she thought it was enough, she gripped you by the shoulders and threw you up onto your bed. You already knew to spread your legs as she joined you on your beige colored duvet.

She lined herself up with you, not wasting another second and slid inside. You gasped out a moan gripping and scratching at her arms and back. In no time she had picked up her pace and found the right rhythm, and place to drive you crazy.

“Shit. Aren’t you happy you let me inside now? Hm?”

“Mhmm..” You let out, knowing she was twisting the story.

“Yeah..you are.” She smiled to herself.

At this point it was apparent that she was chasing her own high. The way her brows furrowed and her hips dug deeper into you every thrust told you that she was getting close herself.

You couldn’t be mad at this, no matter how much you felt that you should. You were both inching closer and closer to the edge of that cliff—the one where everything would crumble, and you’d both fall apart.

She hit a certain spot inside of you, and you basically screamed her name. Euphoria touched every spot of your body and you had forgot every other emotion in that moment.

It slowly passed and you brushed your hair out of your face, got yourself up on both elbows to look at vi and realized you came at the same time. She had the same shattered look that you were sure was in your face.

You locked eyes, breathing heavy in the same position and time froze.

✽Loser!ellie x fem!cheerleader!reader✽

Summary: Your new routine has Ellie gripping onto the bleachers as she watches you during practice. She can’t help but be needy for you when you get home.

Warning: Mutual fingering, messy making out, scissoring

r u coming to practice today -1:57

Ellie🩷: yeah :) i have your snacks btw -1:57

Aw thx so much -1:57

we’ll be in the 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 gym -1:58

And I want you to come over after 😘💋 -1:58

Ellie🩷: ofc baby, cya in a bit -1:58

Cyaa -1:58

During your cheer practices ellie sits on the bleachers and balances between watching you, and drawing or doing homework. Down below, you led team warmups, bending to your toes and looking up to flash ellie a smile.

Practice went by fairly quick, your team was rehearsing your comp dances. It was about two minutes long with chaotic music but the best part, at least to ellie, was the choreo. A few particularly suggestive moves caught her eye and she could tell you were putting extra effort in because you knew she was watching. Her eyes traveled between your face to your ass when you did a swift turn with your hips and she had to take a deep breath when you went into a toe touch position and climbed down into a plank, arching your back and going into a summersault.

By the time the routine had ended, her hands had turned ghostly white from gripping the bleachers. Your team huddled up them wrapped up practice. You waved to ellie and signaled you’re going to the locker rooms.

“Did you like it?” You huffed out, throwing your backpack into Ellie’s car.

“Yeah, fucking loved it”

“thanks babe!” you smiled. “I think we’re definitely gonna qualify for state…”

The whole ride to your house you went on about the competition and how your team has totally benefited themselves since the start of the year but ellie could barely focus on the topic, the only thing she could think of is what she wanted to do to you when you got home.

Once you were at the house you threw your bags to the side and plopped on the bed. “Fuck it’s only six pm but I could honestly go to sleep right now.’’ you sighed

Ellie took her hand to your thigh and gently massaged it and laid a soft kiss on your forehead. “Do you want me to make you some dinner or anything?”

“Actually yeah I am kind of hungry..”

“Okay, what do you want to eat?”

You smirked, while bringing your hand to play with her hair “You.”

You searched her face for a sign of intrigue, and found an excited shimmer in her eyes.

“Fuck yeah” She whispered before locking your lips together.

You messily made out, lewd noises filling the entire room. Your skin felt like fire as her hands roamed your body, you roaming hers. She swiftly bit your lip to gain entrance of your mouth with her tongue. you let out a soft moan, eliciting a smile from her. She shoves her hand down your skirt to rub circles against your clit, knowing the sort of reaction she’d get out of you. She watched your expression completely relax then spark up as if you’d had an idea. You slowly moved your hands to unzip her jeans and shoved your hand inside as well. You both went at it like this, breathing heavily into each others mouths or necks leaving trails of soft slow kisses, with your fingers deep inside the other.

“Fuck el-ellie”

“I know baby..” she moaned

Your whines got louder and it was apparent to both of you that you were close.

“More” you whined

“What do you want baby?”

“Wanna..feel you”

You took your hands from inside her jeans and pushed her back onto your pillows. You stripped of your uniform, piece by piece, ellie’s hands following wherever your skin had been revealed. Soon her clothes joined yours on the floor and you entangled yourself with her. You sat between her thighs, both letting out a moan as your warmth met. You straddled into her, rhythms perfect as she also was bucking into you.

“Right there baby, shit” she groaned.

“m’ gonna cum” your breathed out

She threw her head back and nodded, as she was close too. You ground into her a few more times before your whole body was met with bliss. Your slick coated her pussy, throwing her over the edge and into and orgasm as well. You let your head fall onto her shoulder and you both stayed in that position for a minute.

“I’ve been thinking of doing that all day” you admitted.

Her eyes met yours “well you nearly made me go crazy in the process, the way you were dancing.”

Reader x ellie williams

Short drabble

Summary : A simple June walk in the woods can turn extra hot when you’re ovulating and annoyed. You don’t know how to talk about it but ellie notices the difference of attitude.

Warning: semi public sex, oral r!receiving, fingering r!receiving

“Mm- fuck ellie” you mutter, gripping the tree log beneath you.

Ellie had you leant back on a log facing the a shallow stream that she had just sketched in her journal. She dragged you outside of Jackson on a long walk to sit and draw you cradling your knees in front of this stream she found weeks ago, knowing you were on the first day of your ovulation cycle, and needy.

“You’re so wet baby, you really needed this didn’t you?” She was on her knees with her mouth placing wet kisses on your pussy, using your thighs as stability and softly massaging them.

“Mhmm..” you draw out.

“You want more? Hm?” You nod.

She gradually drags her slender fingers up your thigh, slightly massaging it along the way before sliding a finger into you. You whimper her name as she slowly pumps into you.

Overwhelmed, you glance down at the ground where her journal lies with the page of you and the creek sketched in. She drew you with such care and detail it turned you on even more to know she stared at every inch and curve of your body to make it look so flawless on paper.

She looks up at you and follows your eyes to find what you’re looking at.

“You like it baby? Did so well sitting still for me…you looked so perfect in that tiny top nd shorts..so perfect.” She brings a hand up to massage your boob softly, while adding a second finger to your cunt. “You like me looking at you like that don’t you?”

“Yes ellie” you gasp out.

She picks up the pace and you become taken over by the knot in your stomach and the lewd wet sounds overcoming the sound of the stream a few feet away from you.

“I-uhn..I’m gonna come. Fuck.” You whine.

“I knoww, i got you.”

Your knees begin to buckle and you buck into you hands when you throw your head back as your orgasm hits you like a truck.

“Fuck, look at that baby..” She helps you ride it out, not stopping until you begin to slide down the log.

“Thank you thank you..” You spew out breathless.

With a smirk on her face she assures you and helps pull your panties and jeans.

“We’ll finish this when we get home baby.”

All fucked out, you sigh, knowing exactly whats coming.

A/N! Sorry this is so short. I had a dream and three gingerbread cookies and just had to make some sort of magic happen. But theres more where this came from. And this is lowk bad, like whyd i actually forget how to write..

Warnings: smut, masterbation, riding

Summary: You’re bored on a hot day, your friends are busy, but your mon doesn’t know that. Why not visit Carl who’s probably reading, or doing something a littleee different, won’t hurt to peak. 500 words

It was freezing. Your mom insisted you kept the air conditioner on 46 degrees, instead of turning on the fan in her room. It wasn’t cold outside, actually the complete opposite. You glanced out your window seeing your alexandria neighbors sweating and playing around with water balloons. All of your friends were busy. Well not all of them. Carl was probably reading or playing with Judith.

You climbed off of your bed, and changed into a brandy melville set, one with hearts, that you were sure he’d like. It was a little wrinkly but you didn’t have time to pay mind to that. You looked in the mirror, brushing your hair back and shifting your top around to show a little cleavage.

“Mom!” you called out from the hallway.

“Yes y/n?” she replied from the living room

You swiftly walked in to see her reading peacefully, with her granny glasses pushed slightly down her nose.

“I’m gonna go to my friends house for a little, is that okay?”

“Which friend?” she said, turning to see you.

“Mariam” you lied.

“That’s fine. Oh! Can you take this..hold on” she got up and brought out a book from the shelf “Give her mother this, and tell her it was amazing”

She handed you a copy of Animal farm by George Orwell.

“Got it! See you later”

You figured you would just stop by Mariams house after you left Carls’.

Once at his door, you knocked, in a special pattern only you two knew.

To your surprise the door opened after only a few moments.

“Oh y/n hello.” Michonne smiled.

“Hi Michonne, is Carl home..or?”

“Yeah he’s upstairs, come on in” she said cracking the door open furthur.

You walked in, breathing in the smell of pinecones that Carl and Rick carried around, which they passed onto Michonne. It was always so comforting.

You made your way up the staircase and down the hall, stepping over various things like, Judith's toys, her laundry, boxes, and laundry. You chuckled to yourself thinking about much you knew Carl hated this mess, though the rest of the house was relatively clean. You tripped over a lego truck and ended up on your knee in front of Carls room.

You quickly got back up onto your feet, realizing you forgot to take off your slides at the door, you kicked them off, then you heard something. At first you thought it was your slides hitting the floor, but then you heard it again. It was almost like..heavy breathing. Not normal heavy breathing, like erotic.

You froze for a second not knowing what to do. You weren’t sure if you were even right about what you were hearing. You leant up against the door, pressing your ear to it. You heard the noise nice and clear now.

Carl was moaning, almost whimpering. You weren’t sure what to do, obviously you hadn’t been in this situation before. You were sure he’d thought you had tons of experience after he found out you are a but older, you could tell. But you only had some.

After a few more seconds of contemplating, you looked around to see if anyone was coming then knocked on his bedroom door.

Immediately you heard rustling but you took the initiative to just open the door right away. He was sitting on his bed with a comic in hand and pillow across his lap, of course.

You turned your back to him, twisting the lock on his doorknob. “Hey Carl! What are ***you*** up too?”

He sat there looking baffled, eyeing you from head to toe. “Oh nothing.”

“Nothing?”

“Well reading” he smiled, lifting up the comic.

You gave him a suspicious look then noticed something you recognized on the floor. You picked it up and realized it was a Polaroid of you. It was slightly wrinkled and somehow worn out, which makes you think he put it to great use. In it, you were wearing a bikini and smiling in front of a lake you and Carl found and swam in.

“Aw this is such a cute picture” You grabbed his arm and squeezed as you said that.

“It-it is- um a nice picture” He blushed heavily.

Your smile turned into a smirk as your attention went back to the pillow still residing on his lap.

“What's this for?” You asked even though you knew the answer well.

“Nothing,” he said once again.

“Really? I think you were doing something…something with this picture” you smiled, leaning down to match his level.

“I’m sorry- I just, I don’t know why-“ He sighed looking genuinely apologetic, and..cute.

“No Carl it’s okay. I can help you. Let me help you.”

You were now eye to eye with him, basically speaking your words into his mouth.

He crashed his lips onto yours eagerly. His hands roamed across your ass and your waist roughly, almost like he was impatient for whatever you had planned. His lips taste like cheap lip balm, and you’re sure yours tastes like cherry gloss.

You wanted to take it slow, but that was impossible at this point, lust filled the air, so that idea got lost.

You moved your hand down to his crotch and massaged swiftly. His lips quivered against yours, being unable to kiss in rhythm. He thrusted up into your hand, making a soft and warm feeling erupt in your stomach.

You pulled away and began undressing. You both hurriedly rid of your clothes, and once completely naked, you were on top of him, with his back leaning against the bedframe.

You dragged your bare cunt against his dick, earning a low moan from him. His face, and the feelings were making you turn blush pink. You continued your motions, he grabbed your thighs as he looked into your eyes.

“You look so pretty like this” he whispered

“Thank you…have you ever done this before?” you asked, now regaining your senses.

He stayed silent for a second, “No. Is that okay?”

“That’s definitely okay.”

“What do you want me to do?” he asked

“Don’t worry baby I’ll do the work” you said grinning

You took a hold of his dick and pumped it a couple of times before lining it up with your slit.

“Are you ready?”

He nodded, and you sunk down onto him. You bit your lip to contain the moan from slipping from your lips. His eyes were shut, completely taking in the bliss.

You waited a few seconds before you started moving back and forth. He was bigger than you expected, he reached far within you, places no one else has ever reached. He began to kiss your neck surprisingly, and it just added to the sensation by ten times.

You took his lips to yours while you tried to focus a little more on his pleasure. He was already a mess, trying to keep quiet by groaning against your skin.

You began to try and see what he reacted best too. First you lifted yourself up a little and sunk back down, seeing his face twist up made you smile without even realizing. Then you rocked your hips in circles, and then bounced up and down rhythmically.

You could tell this was all too much for him, but he liked it that way. You brought his hand up to your chest, letting him massage it. He was already lost in the clouds but this basically brought him to god. You giggled lightly at his vocal expressions.

You felt that sweet euphoric feeling deep in your abdomen and sped up your movements.

“God Carl….do you like it?” you moaned

“Yes…” his eyebrows furrowed. He was just as close as you “Kiss me again”

He did not have to tell you twice. You attached your lips once again. You didn’t even have time to warn him before you came. The orgasm sent goosebumps to every inch of your skin, while you saw stars. You moaned into his mouth, just as he did. You felt him throbbing mid-orgasm before he came deep into you.

You got off of him after the pleasure wore away. Both of you huffed in the comfortable silence.

“That was amazing,” he said looking far into your eyes.

“Really?” you crawled up to his spot and placed a soft kiss against his cheek. His eyes traced your face as his hands graced your hair.

“Really.”

A/n!!

No need to rush 🫶🏻