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try it on (+ ai audios)

a/n: girl. i know ive only posted smut so far but i promise i have 2 fluff coming + a req. req are open beeteedubs >:) sorry if the audios are fucky wucky, i just learned to use the program. requests are open n encouraged :D

-content/warnings: 782 words, semipublic sex in a fitting room, fingering (r receiving), oral (r receiving), kinda bratty/annoyed!r, ellie is way too cocky lmao, my slight hand kink showing, gn reader but has a pussy

Ellie Williams knew she was hot- the hungry look girls gave her as she walked past was proof enough. She knew her veiny arms drove her hookups crazy, knew her slim fingers hit all the spots to make someone shudder, and knew her hair pulled back into that signature half-up was perfect for gripping as she dug her face in a pussy.

And because Ellie knew she was attractive, she knew there were certain things she could get away with. Ever the witty and observant one, she could manipulate her actions in a way to get you riled up in record time, and it pissed you the hell off. Especially when she would utilize this skill during the most inconvenient of times.

You really just wanted to have a nice mall day with her. Walk around, window shop, pick up some trinkets, and maybe grab some Wetzel's Pretzels if you were feeling risqué. But no, Ellie had to insist that she wanted to spoil you by buying a new lingerie set.

"Babe, c'mon, I just got my paycheck. Let me blow some cash on you, yeah?" She stretches her arms in front of her, interlocking her fingers as she shamelessly showed off her lean build. Slut.

You roll your eyes. "You're the worst with money management."

"Well, I'm doing it anyways. So come with me or don't." You know she's not kidding. Might as well go help her out, right?

All it took was one lacy, forest-green set to drive her nuts. Ellie man-spreads on the dressing room bench, all but eye-fucking you. She stands and comes up behind you, purring compliments into your ear, hands roaming your body: caressing, squeezing, pushing your legs apart. Her breath is hot on your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

"Babe", she sighs, "Look at you. You look like a fuckin' angel, you know?" Her teeth graze the crook of your neck as you attempt to shoot her a dirty look.

"Don't even. Not right now." Even as you weakly protest, her hand trails to your inner thigh and traces soft patterns into your sensitive skin.

That was how you ended up leaning against the door of a Victoria's Secret fitting room. The door shook violently with every tremble of your body despite your best efforts to be as subtle as possible. Your right leg was hooked over Ellie's shoulder as she crooked her fingers inside you. You bit your hand to stop from making noise.

Ellie looks up at you with the most infuriating grin, as if to say I knew you couldn't resist me. You roll your eyes but don't say anything. She's already down there, so she might as well make herself useful.

She sees your little eye roll and pulls out, shoving her fingers back in harshly, the base of her palm coming into contact with your clit as you hold back a scream. "Hate that bratty attitude of yours." She mutters.

"Says you!" You hiss.

The dressing room is deathly silent apart from the soulless corporate music over the loudspeakers, so if someone listened closely, past the electronic squeaking of The Chainsmokers, they'd hear the repeated slapping of Ellie's fingers against your skin.

Her thumb rubs your clit as she thrusts at a nearly inhuman pace, and your eyes roll back into your head. You leave bite marks on your hand. Ellie's stupid, arrogant, sexy face grins up at you, slightly flushed and eyes glinting in the harsh fluorescents. With no warning, she pulls the leg hooked over her shoulder closer, shoving your pussy in her face and kitten-licking your clit, sending you over the edge.

You can't hold back the animalistic moan that comes from the back of your throat, and Ellie slaps her free hand over your mouth, slyly smiling up at you as she fucks you through your orgasm. You try to shove her away, overstimulated, but her grip on your thigh tightens.

"Stop, 'm cleaning you up."

You groan, holding her stupid little bun as she continues. When she finally pulls away and your leg comes off her shoulder, it's asleep, thousands of little pinpricks across your thigh. She gives a gentle kiss to your forehead and chuckles as you limp to take off the lingerie set and shuffle on your clothes.

"Aw, did I blow your back out?"

"No, Ellie, my leg is asleep. Asshole." She smacks your ass and picks up the now-crumpled underwear.

You sigh and unlock the stall door, Ellie trailing behind you. When you get to the front of the dressing room, the employee smiles brightly, asking, "Did everything work out?"

Your eyes flicker to Ellie's stupid smirk because you just know she's gonna say something stupid.

You're right.

"Yeah, I think this one's a keeper."

if you were to ask abby how she feels about chubby women, she’d let the biggest-nastiest-shit eating grin break out across her freckled face. chubby girls? the soft girls? the girls who look away in shyness when you compliment them? the girls who squeal in excitement when you can actually lift them up? who feel like heaven itself when you bring them down onto your lap? those girls?

yeah, abby would tell you that she loves bigger girls. loves being able to handle them, become not many have the pleasure of being able to. she could just... eat them whole.

You ever just sit down, go on autopilot, then you snap back to reality and realize, "holy shit, I just wrote 3000 words." or no?

It was a character intro, fight scene, and an ideology clash.

...I'm an MHA fan who's scared of the community and scared of tumblr...even though I probably don't have any room to talk, judging how I'm working on an MHA fanfic right now (not the shipping or x various kind. We turned a Shonen into a Seinen while keeping canon content.)

But uhhhhh...yeah, I made Vigilante Bakugo 👍

if you want to send me some money, here’s my PayPal, I love when people spoil me 💕 https://www.paypal.me/Delilahlevine2

RIP Shelly Duvall, you will be missed 🎀🪦 She passed on the 11/7/24.

PLSSS YOU'RE MY 69TH FOLLOWER JSJEVAMAMBDV ( Also Thank you sooo much for that ❤️)

HAH 69 yOu KnOw WhAt ThAt MeAnS- (I love you and your sass thank you for existing 😩❤)

GUYS GUYS GUYS I NEED YOU TO KNOW THIS

Hating yourself is NOT a contained practice. It ALWAYS impacts other people either directly or indirectly. So LET IT GO because not only is it mean to you, it's harmful to everyone in the environment around you.

There is no way to hate without hurting others. Even if you think it's just yourself.

Hating yourself is harming others. Like, almost always. Even if you don’t mean it to.

Loving yourself enough to take care of yourself and be kind to yourself is what makes you more capable of helping others and doing good.

You’re not going to shame and hate yourself into being a better friend, a better spouse, better parent, better person, better service to the world. That’s done through love and gentleness. I promise.

And I know it’s work! There is no switch to flip that takes you magically from self-hatred, self-denial, insecurity, and depression to self-love, self care, gentleness, and joy! It takes work and, for many people, seeking outside help! But it’s worth it worth it worth it, not just for you, but for everyone around you.

it's okay

oh yeah anyway what I actually came on here to say

we muck up our lives SO MUCH yet never so much that God won't be there for us

it's okay

Parce qu'on s'est tant rapprochés que nos souvenirs se ressemblent

Parce que quand la vie n'est pas simple

C'est tellement mieux d'être ensemble

Parce que je sais que le lundi, je vais te parler et te voir

Parce que c'est toi, parce que t'es là

Je n'ai plus peur du dimanche soir

Je l'ai dans la tête comme une mélodie

Alors mes envies dansent

Dans notre histoire rien n'est écrit

Mais tout sonne comme une évidence

Parfois elle aime mes mots

Mais cette fois c'est elle que mes mots aiment

Et sur ce coup-là c'est elle qui a trouvé le plus beau thème

Parce que je te chambre sur tes manies

Mais que je pourrai plus me passer d'elles

Parce que je me moque de tes défauts

Mais qu'ils me sont devenus essentiels

G.C.M

Always you @nephylovesherwolf

Dans les brumes d’une forêt lointaine, sous la lumière d’une lune complice, un loup solitaire avançait, l’ombre pour seul manteau, le silence pour unique compagnon. Sauvage, indomptable, il n’appartenait à personne, et pourtant…

Un soir, une sorcière aux yeux d’étoiles croisa son chemin. Malgré la crainte, l'hésitation, là où tant d’autres auraient reculé. Elle tendit la main, et dans son regard, il n’y avait ni chaînes ni entraves, seulement une invitation, un murmure porté par le vent : **"Je te vois."**

Intrigué, le loup s’approcha, prêt à fuir à la moindre menace. Mais il ne trouva ni piège ni sortilège, juste une chaleur qui défiait la nuit, une force douce capable d’apprivoiser l’insaisissable.

Depuis ce jour, bien que des mondes les séparent, une alchimie, une connexion se créa . Dans chaque souffle du vent, dans chaque frisson de la terre, ils se retrouvent. Elle lui murmure ses enchantements, il lui répond par ses hurlements aux étoiles.

Loin l’un de l’autre, mais jamais vraiment perdus, car un loup qui a croisé sa sorcière @witchylovewolfy l’oublie jamais. Et une sorcière qui a vu l’âme d’un loup le portera toujours en elle, comme une promesse gravée dans la nuit.

04.11.24 🌕

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