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"that character is dead" "that character is married to someone else" "that character wouldn't even look at you" well not according to my google docs
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â ïž âŠ Iâll leave this here!! ⊠â ïž
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i would make out wirh myself if i could but id also stab that bitch
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some of the brightest minds of our generation post on tumblr during work hours
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me when I reach the angst part of the angsty fic that I specifically chose for the angst
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last day of autism awareness month please be aware of him
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loser!tatted!ellie fucking the shit out of prissy!cheerleader!reader â( àč_àč)âźlike oh my goodness.
imagine her holding a dildo tightly in her completely tatted up right hand, pounding it in your poor seeping cunt over and over again. not letting up or giving you any breaks whatsoever. her face would be so, so close to your pussy. just watching every single movement sheâs inflicting on you intensely. front row, front and center.
an occasional dribble of spit coming out between her lips to drop on your clit, only to remove the dildo from your hole to rub it into your pussy. slapping the toy onto your abused button.
sheâll rasp out a deep âfuckâ at your jolts of movement due to your sensitivity. her lips spreading apart in the most beautiful addictive, evil little smirk. putting the toy back into you, giving your clit a little kiss. well maybe several kisses because its ellie.
âmy god, baby. how you feelinâ sheâll whisper up to you in awe, watching your perfect, heavily blushed face contort in the most gorgeous expression of pleasure. your hair messy but sitting on top of your head just right, lips swollen and bruised. just fucked out. and she knows just exactly how you feel, i mean cmon now. sheâs fucking you so well like she always does, you wouldâve never thought in your life the tatted up loser your friends would talk shit about would be so fucking good. your words would come out as dragged out whimpered blabbers, ellie understands though, she always does.
âe-els.. sâgood, sâ goodâ is all you muster up, earning you a hearty chuckle from your girlfriend. sheâll smile with a questioned âyeahâ in which youâll tiredly nod to.
âgonna cum fâme baby?â ellie sweetly pecks your thigh, her haunting green eyes just boring into your almost closed ones.
ây-yes els, pleasepleaseâ whines were spewing left and right, your moans going up a higher octave once ellie starts sucking at your clit all while simultaneously fucking you with the dildo. ellie own moans leaving her from the taste of you on her tongue.
ahhh godâŠ. i canât anymore
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please PLEASE learn how to tag your fanfics. Donât tag fluff when itâs angst, donât tag smut when itâs fluff and please donât tag characters that ARENT EVEN MENTIONED IN THE FIC!!!!
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Who needs Flynn Rider when we can get Rapunzel and Cas!
It would send the lesbians and sapphics to the hospital.
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Preview: The Disaster Zone
Roomate!Abby Anderson x reader
Synopsis: Living with the hottest girl wasn't that bad, right? Except that she was completely straight and has a boyfriend you hate.
note: if you want to be tagged in this fanfic, please let me know in the comments down below!
Sweat prickled from your forehead, trickling down your face, and across your neck and you almost yelled in frustration at the feeling of getting overstimulated over everything. You sighed irritatingly, trudging your way outside of the apartment you just viewed.Â
One week before the class starts and you still havenât got a place to live and stressful is such an understatement to say. No, itâs much more than that. You never thought that finding a decent place to stay for two semesters wasnât hard but no â it was like searching for a needle in a haystack, and the needle was just a reasonably priced apartment with no angry roommates.Â
You grumbled, laying your head on the couch of your bedroom. You pulled out your phone, scrolling through the listings of the apartments available, feeling the stress building with each rejected option.Â
But to your luck, you stumbled upon someoneâs ad. It was a nice, cozy place that was perfect in size for two people. Her name was Abby Anderson, her last name was quite familiar but you couldnât pinpoint where you heard it. Her place looked promising enough, and the reason she was finding a roommate was that she couldnât pay all the house bills by herself. Under that, there was a deadline â which was supposed to be today, so you mindlessly hit the âcallâ button with no second thought.
âHello?â Abbyâs voice came through the other line, her voice was deep and businesslike.
âHey, uh, I saw your ad for the apartment,â You replied while nibbling through your fingertips.
âOh, great. Are you interested in visiting it?â She asked, her tone was still cool and detached.
âYes, please, I need it so bad.â You bit your lips while nervousness came through.
âAlright. Letâs set up a time, then. Are you free this afternoon?â
âYes.â
âGreat. Iâll send you the address.â She said before hanging up quickly.
You stared at your phone for a minute, finding the interaction a bit⊠awkward. A sense of relief washed over you as the thought of finally finding a place to stay for the whole academic year was done, but something about Abby made you feel anxious. Her coldness scared you for a second â even if you just talked to her for a couple of minutes.Â
But no, you promised yourself that this was the last time youâd reject a place because of a bad roommate. So you donât have a choice but to go.Â
Arriving at the address, you knocked at the door thrice. Seconds later, you saw the Abby Anderson. You gulped, taking in her features. She was tall, stoic, and⊠unimpressed. She was wearing a simple black shirt that perfectly hugged her toned body, making you gawk mentally. Her eyes bore into yours, looking at you from head to toe. Something inside Abbyâs mind twitched as she did not expect how good you looked. But she immediately strayed away from that thought, minding no attention to it.Â
âThanks for coming. I apologize for my appearance â I just got off the gym.â She says in a neutral voice, opening the door wide open. âCome on in.âÂ
âItâs fine.â You said before stepping inside.Â
The apartment was bigger than you expected â much bigger than the photos she uploaded. The furniture was complete and the choice of its design was very intricate and extravagant â you wondered if she bought it all with her money. Maybe she spent her money buying decorations which is why she couldnât pay the house bills.
The huge windows perfectly let the sunlight in, casting a warm glow through the whole place. You admired how neat it was, and how everything was in place. Not even a small piece of trash in sight. As Abby showed you around, pointing out every amenities and quirks of this place, you couldnât help but admire her silently.Â
âSo what do you think?â She looked back at you suddenly, making you snap out of a trance.
âOh! Uh, yeah, I like it.â You shot her a smile. âThis was much better than all of the places Iâve checked.â
Abby nodded, taking your answer without further comment or questions. I looked away, feeling nervous at the closeness between you two. With the whole three hours of you and her in just an enclosed space, Abby did not look at you. Something about your presence makes her uncomfortable and she did not know what that is.Â
But then she looked at you for the second time, taking a couple of minutes to stare at your features without you knowing. Abby did not know why it was so hard for her to accept that you were pretty. No, you were something more than that. And she did not know what that was, or what was doing to her that was making her heart churn.
âDamn it,â Abby looked away and cursed under her breath.
You snapped your neck to stare at her. âWhat was that?â You asked.
âNothing. It seems like you are interested. Are you open to discussing the other details?â She said, gesturing at the couch.
And just like that, the deal was done.Â
And oh, that was one month ago.Â
You and Abby are still living with each other. But all of your admiration for her was over.
She has a whole-ass boyfriend.Â
And sheâs straight as hell.
Now, you hate each other to the core.Â
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ellies priv story pt.3
authors note: shes getting a bit deranged i think
masterlist !
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girlhood is staying up late to read the top posts in an x reader tag
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just finished writing the last part of my recent fic. be ready for the Abby Anderson fic that's coming up next. have a great day!
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