Hello, I am a writer,fashion enthusiast and a shifter. I now have I a new fanfiction account I am making currently. This will now be my shifting account!
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parings: kayda x fem!reader (black implied always)
req: please make a Kayda x black female reader!!
warnings: lil suggestive
a/n: SHES SO FINE OMGG
you and Kayda have been in the villa for about 3 weeks now, her connection with Zach looked good.
keyword is looked.
to say the least, Kayda wasn’t happy at all. Zach was pushing her buttons left and right, she was tired of it.
everytime he did something or say something stupid, he would blame it on his overthinking. it got to a certain extent.
you and your couple were also doing bad. he pushed your feelings away, you disregarded you and overall lied and disrespected you, completely.
you were tired of it too. ‘I really should just get with a girl at this point’ you thought, men were pissing you off time after time after time AND after time.
you and Kayda were friends, you guys talked but not like Kayda and Trinity’s level of friendship, just like the ‘how are you’s’ or the ‘how’s your connection going?’ shit like that.
one night, it was a chill night, nothing special, you were on the couch with your couple, arguing, because he yet again disrespected you.
Kayda saw you, you looked like you were in distress and she hated that. she knew she could do better than that shitty man you were coupled up with.
“You keep disrespecting me for absolutely no reason, like when have I said anything about you?” you asked, upset.
“I’m not doing a damn thing, you’re just overreacting?” he told you, nonchalantly.
“Overreacting? Nigga if I overreacted then you would’ve been—” “(Name), baby, can I talk to you?” you were cut off by Kayda.
you were so glad she cut you off or else you would’ve beaten his ass. you follow Kayda upstairs to the speakeasy room.
“Wonder what she’s doing with (Name) in the speakeasy.” Zach said to Bryce.
“Probably kissing.” Zach and Bryce both laughed after that comment was made.
little did them bitches know, yall was making out with each other.
you were grinding on her lap while kissing her. she slid her hands to your ass cheeks, squeezing them.
you were moaning quietly, both of you were, so you wouldn’t get caught. “Kayda..” you moan out quietly. “Hm?” she said, going back for another kiss.
she cupped your tits, rubbing her thumbs on your nipples through the shirt, you moaned once more, but you both immediately snapped out of it and jumped when you heard footsteps getting closer.
you both adjusted yourselfs, you went back to your side of the couch and acted as if nothing happened.
the footsteps walked passed and you both let out a sigh of relief.
“Shit, I thought we were cooked not gonna lie,” she laughed.
you laughed too, still fixing up your jean booty shorts. “Right. I kinda want another kiss though, if that’s okay with you, of course?” you asked, shyly.
she pulled your face closer with her index and thumb and kissed you. “There.”
“Too bad they don’t let us couple up with girls, that would be crazy if they did.” she said.
“I know, ughh.”
“So how long have you wanted me?” she asked, out of the blue.
you itched your wig hair and then looked at her. “Like.. a week after we came.”
she couldn’t help but kiss you again.
“We’ll make this work, okay?” she told you, cupping your cheek.
little did they know, what they did would show up on movie night.
Heyyy so I saw you asking for reqs about Clark Kent/superman so can I request a dating headcanon and a flying around fic with him traveling the world can you make them lengthy too pretty please with a cherry on top?? Thank youu
dating clark kent ♡ ! (hcs)
cw: none really, fluff, little bit of nsfw towards the end
you didn’t mean to fall in love with a superhero. you were just trying to figure out what to do with your life, maybe flirt your way into free coffee, maybe kiss someone nice under a streetlamp. nothing serious. nothing forever.
and then there was clark.
he’s the definition sunshine and shyness wrapped in flannel.
clark’s the kind of boyfriend who never lets your hand go when you cross the street, even if there’s not a single car in sight. the kind who always texts back with correct punctuation and “sweetheart” at the end, like:
“did you eat yet, sweetheart?”
“i left dinner in the fridge, sweetheart.”
“i miss you already. be safe, sweetheart.”
he kisses your forehead more than your lips. he gets flustered every time you compliment him. he holds the small of your back in crowds without even thinking about it, not to show you off, but just to keep you close.
he still blushes when you call him your boyfriend.
he reads books with the corner of his mouth tucked up like he’s delighted by the words. sometimes you catch him mouthing them under his breath—little whispery murmurs—and it makes your chest ache in the gentlest way.
you asked him once, “what are you reading, baby?” and he blinked up at you with that soft boyish smile and said,
“just a love story. made me think of you.”
you made him reread it out loud that night, and he did—page by page, all the way through—while you curled into his chest and let his voice lull you to sleep.
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he’s obsessed with loving you.
you’re not used to someone remembering the little things. not like this.you told clark you liked strawberry milk one time and the next morning there were four different kinds in the fridge.
you mentioned sunflowers and now they’re a staple—grocery store bouquets, sidewalk stems, one plucked fresh and tucked behind your ear just because.
you told him you hate thunderstorms and now he always comes home early when it rains. he wraps you up in his arms and lets you hide under his sweater while the thunder rumbles outside, whispering things like “i’ve got you, honey. i’m right here.”
he doesn’t laugh when you say dumb things. doesn’t correct you. just hums, smiles, kisses your temple.
“you’re so smart, clark.”
"mhm, and you’re so pretty. guess we’re a good match.”
you like get dressed up for him— lip gloss, lashes, a skirt just short enough to be barely okay, and he looks at you like he’s seeing a sunrise for the first time. always a little stunned, like his brain needs a second to catch up.
“you like it?”
“i love it,” he breathes. “i love you.”
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he’s quiet, but dangerous.
people think he’s a softie. sweet, shy, golden boy. and he is—he is. but god, he’s so much more than that.
he holds you like you’re fragile, like your bones are spun glass, like one wrong move could ruin you. and then he fucks you like he’s trying to leave fingerprints on your soul.
clark’s a big boy. broad shoulders, thick arms, hands that make your waist look dainty. and he knows he’s big—especially when you’re under him, legs trembling, nails digging into his back while you babble about how full you feel.
“you’re gonna break me,” you giggle, dazed.
“don’t say that,” he pants against your throat, “you know i’ll stop.”
“no you won’t.”“...no,” he agrees immediately , voice low. “i won’t.”
he lifts you constantly—during sex, during arguments, during lazy mornings when you won’t get out of bed. one arm under your thighs, one behind your back, and suddenly you’re off the ground, wrapped around him like a doll.
when you’re cockdrunk and teary-eyed, slurring his name with your lip gloss all smudged, clark just kisses the corners of your mouth and whispers things like “you’re so good for me, sweetheart. you’re takin’ it so well. look at you.”
he tries to keep quiet—he does—but you love pushing him just far enough that his voice slips into something rough and ruined.you tell him you want to make him come. you say it sweetly, too sweet, too soft for what it means. and suddenly he’s flipping you onto your stomach and telling you to hold on. your neighbors (unfortunately) know his name by now.
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he's your home.
it’s not just the way he touches you. it’s the way he looks at you, like you’re his entire world. like there’s nowhere else he’d rather be than here, with you, watching old movies and eating boxed mac and cheese, bare legs in his lap while he rubs circles into your skin.
he’s steady. safe. warm.
you ask him once, “why me?”
and he simply says, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world,
“because i know what it’s like to feel like you don’t belong anywhere. and then i met you.”
you curl into his chest and let the silence stretch long, like honey between your ribs.
you didn’t mean to fall in love with a superhero.but now you can’t imagine a world where you don’t get to love him.
So I really wanna manifest a partner, but I want to manifest a boyfriend like Seth Cohen & Dave Lizewski but I also want a girlfriend like Ellie Williams what the fuck should I do. I feel like sincere I got two beautiful fishes🤣🤣🤣
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“Lesbians have the highest divorce rates” ur mad that… lesbians actively choose to have the autonomy to end a relationship when it’s not working for them? Yea i guess you would be lady who’s been with her bf/husband for years even tho ur clearly unhappy
Write the script like an article about you! Make it fun! I am doing that rn
this Dr is also inspired by collide! But Ellie isn’t on drugs plus I haven’t finished so do not spoil! I can’t wait to link the finished product! To you guys-
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Request are not open due to me working on my TLOU fic it’s in planning and the early stages so that would be distracting. Also once they are open I will make a google form instead so you can give me a more detailed description of what you want.
i hate when people make ellie williams a badass playgirl nonchalant masc like bruh that’s a loser lesbian who likes space and dinosaurs and singing and playing guitar. pls stop doing her like this.
♡ synopsis Meeting you was easy, and pursuing a relationship was even easier. your dream of becoming a someone in this world was dependant on three things: dedication, focus, and money. lots of money. but luckily for you, ellie has it. more than you could even fathom. ellie williams was a married woman. but who were you to say no to her offer of rags to riches? and who was she to deny herself of true, unadulterated happiness? you two were a fantasy built on secrets, lies, ammosity, and intense car sex - a flame that can only grow, a web of deceit. if ellies infidelity were to be exposed, it would ensure more harm than good. so, may your survival be long - and your death be swift.
welcome to the show - two people haunted by the ghosts of their past, and their present seek out distraction. one struggling and one soaring, you delve into the world of your foolish fling. or in other words — lore drop. . ✦ ݁ ˖
chapter one : how does one maim their own ? (5.0k)
Ellie’s marriage is no less than falling apart. she cant do anything to please her wife, and frankly she doesnt want to. one night, after a particularly triggering arguement, ellie stumbles into the bar. her off schedule visit leads to her finding out some very vital information. oh, and you find out shes married. . ✦ ݁ ˖
chapter two: the tell-tale heart (5.1k)
Ellie meets you outside after work, expecting an arguement. But domething else forms. seems like the fire has been started. Liar liar pants on fire.. After ellie leaves you second guessing yourself you receive an extravagant gift. from a mysterious “E”. Ellie gets a text that she cant ignore. (SMUT) . ✦ ݁ ˖
and so the affair begins. Ellie shows up at your place of work, as per usual - and takes you home. Too bad shes still married, huh? apparently not. The two of you start seeing eachother frequently, i guess whats done is done. theres no going back now. until, a certain someone finds out. (SMUT) . ✦ ݁ ˖
chapter four : immoveable objects (15k)
Love is a powerful feeling, its messy, it’s destructive, and its hot. Christmas time only amplifies the feeling between you and Ellie, a few new words have been said and all of a sudden you’re trudging into unknown territory, you’ve never felt so vulnerable. But she promises, that no matter what - it’s you. Until you end up right where she left you, ellies so confusing. (SMUT) . ✦ ݁ ˖
chapter five : thou shall not lie (10.5k)
You cant chase someone who doesn’t like the game, it’s impossible. Ellies left you broken and fighting for your life, you should’ve known this wasn’t going to last. . ✦ ݁ ˖
chapter six : thou shall not cheat (10k)
a never ending cycle of violence. Ellie prays for a different outcome to her short commings, but only she can be the one to change fate. She made a pact when she slipped that ring onto her spouses finger, now, she has to decide wether that promise really matters. (SMUT) . ✦ ݁ ˖
chapter seven: caught in the crossfire (10k)
You reconcile your differences and receive the scholarship of a lifetime…Ellie Williams is a coward and always will be, her world is coloured by your existence, except when it comes to making a choice, shes silent. (SMUT) . ✦ ݁ ˖
epilogue : back to you (3.5k)
Only fate can bring two attracting forces back together when life settles down. Maybe it was meant to be? . ✦ ݁ ˖
DRABBLE & DRAWING VERSE:
Gc!ellie x reader freakness, Callie visuals and lore, AJ’s Callie x reader drawing, businesswoman!ellie art texts!!
this was one of the best fan fictions. I’ve read in a while and I’m coming back to Tumblr because I just wanna experience the community again. before I cared more about Notes and followers but now I just wanna have fun and be me and show my passions also I am bisexual obv. Thanks so much @satellitespinner for this series wow….I would love to see more but it’s a year old
It’s actually wild how the writers threw away all of Blair’s growth just to force her back with Chuck. They made it clear that with Dan, she was strong, mature, and grounded — but with Chuck, everything good in her vanishes. She turns into the absolute worst version of herself, and they acted like that was romantic. How ironic.
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