⋰˚☆ barista ellie headcannons ☕️

.⋆ first of all she looks SO hot in the uniform im drooling. okay sorry moving on

.⋆ wears the work hat backwards daily even though she gets yelled at by management for it every time

.⋆ you know what they say about gay baristas 🫡 she’s putting her whole ellussy into those drinks

.⋆ tries to flirt with a older lady and gets laughed at by her coworkers bc it goes so bad 😭 and she’s so embarrassed she has to go do some laps in the freezer

.⋆ literally is starstruck when she first sees you

.⋆ she stutters through the “how can i help you today” lmao

.⋆ gives you a pastry “on the house” which she immediately got in trouble for and it came out of her paycheck but she didn’t care because it was so worth it to see you smile like that

.⋆ has your order memorized by heart

.⋆ writes goofy lame pick up lines on your cup everyday

.⋆ “know what’s next on the menu? me n u” “are you wifi? because i feel a connection” “i lost my phone #, can i borrow yours?”

.⋆ acts sooo chill and nonchalant when you finally give her your number … only to start doing like. jumping jacks and dancing when you walk out of the shop LOL

.⋆ blushes sooo hard when you tell her you love the way she smells like coffee beans

.⋆ and then she stupidly smells her own armpit or something

.⋆ dresses up real nice for your first date and even asks joel if she looks good. (the real nice in question being a baby blue button up and jeans) (joel says yes) (and she totally calls him after and squeals in excitement to him that you said she looked good)

Dr.Smiley & His Creator Problem.

-THIS IS WHAT I POSTED ON DEVIANT ART AND I AM GONNA POST IT ON YT AND A FEW OTHERS FOR PEOPLE TO KNOW.-

December:15,2022

Announcements:

Okay so i know what happened about Dr.Smiley(Creepypasta character) and his creator and how she stole an image from(If ur seeing this i am just stating what happened before i do something about the drawing that was stolen since i think i am gonna adopt the abandoned and erased character Dr.Smiley and draw him into my own style but i just want to explain what i am gonna do since Dr.Smiley was abandoned and someone stole your art too and i don;t know if my explanation is correct to say but hopefully it is.) So BunsDream was just a 11 year old kid when she wrote the story and also didn't knew originally that that art theft was bad so she just grabbed the picture off of Google images and used it for the story. Soon she got older she also apparently grew to regret this as she had removed the image from the story when she got older and realized what art theft was, repeatedly stating that the image wasn't hers and that it had nothing to do with Dr. Smiley and eventually grew to hate Dr. Smiley so much that she deleted the story off her DeviantArt page.

Soo since many people continue to draw Dr.Smiley how he is still posted on the internet i am gonna change that today. I will adopted Dr.Smiley as my own character since it seem he been abandoned and deleted character so whatever information it's on the internets about him still i am gonna use that to try to recreate Dr.Smiley back story, as will i'll be changing Dr.Smiley design but still gonna keep like a doctor clothing for it and probably other things more. AND BEFORE YOU SAY THAT I HAD STOLEN A CHARACTER FROM SOMEONE OR SOMETHING LET ME SAY SOMETHING.

One if the creator of the character hates, dislikes, abandoned and etc their own characters and I find them I'll adopt them into becoming into my own characters which it's their creator fault for leaving their own character's to which i had adopted them into becoming. WHich i do adopted any hated, dislike, abandoned and etc characters and Dr.Smiley just had become one of those characters too so don't come complaining to me about me stealing characters when their owners had hated, disliked, abandoned and etc the characters so yeah that's all i have to state that i am gonna be doing and trying to regain Dr.Smiley brought back to creepypasta fandom again!Goodbye.-T

Artfight attacks on bunsdream, kiwikidd, Mirihtmr, Nicnak044, and @kanookies

Fight me here!

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a super cute verity i commissioned from bunsdream on dA >:3c

This is a quote from BunsDream, author of Dr. Smiley: "Update: I just want to once again make a point of saying that the artwork going around by ko-yamii is *NOT* Dr. Smiley. It's their OC and using their art without permission is ART THEFT. I can't really do much more than say this. If I see you associating that picture with my story it will piss me off and I will report you for art theft. That poor artist has dealt with so much shit because of this shitty creepypasta I wrote when I was 11."

Right, but I heard the OC itself got stolen by someone else. I appear to be in the wrong. My mistake. Thank you for pointing this out. 

for @bunsdream

Commission Info - Buy Me a Ko-fi

Art by: bunsdream Character: Leilah

cocky loser stoner modern ellie hc’s

• such a job hopper. fast food, retail, random places like menards, the zoo

• her car is so shitty and it’s kinda stinky from the weed and maybe a bit dirty.. but she’d so clean it for you and put some air fresheners in the vents <3

• in the not so distant future she totally becomes one of those rich famous streamers and buys joel a house but shh that’s in the future so for now

• also her seat in her car is leaned back so far and so low there’s no possible way that’s comfortable right??

• sorry idk why i keep thinking about the car but also she has snacks in there always! but they’re like. opened, old, stale, half gone.. yeah

• a player, community strap if you will, but like come on can you blame her it’s not her fault she gets bitches (her words not mines)

• will smoke you out and take you to mcdonald’s what more could a girl ask for

• and she’ll pay even though she’s broke 90% of the time

• always texting joel memes he doesn’t understand in the slightest

• tells him about girls she’s been with just to embarrass him LOL

“joel you have to see this girl she had the most juicy-”

“alright that’s enough, i know i didn’t raise you to talk like that.”

• sometimes (most times) she’ll just wake up and throw on whatever she first puts her hands on. and doesn’t even care enough to pretend to be embarrassed when you see her in public in baggy pants with one leg rolled up, the most wrinkled shirt ever, and socks that aren’t even the same length

• refuses to wear any other shoes than her beat up busted up converse. they have several holes. you can see her socks. the shoelaces are torn. come on

• says stuff like she’ll buy you the most expensive gifts when she “makes it”

• you have to force her to put chapstick on and she’s so one of those people that only uses the original one with no fun flavors

• basketball shorts or boxers to sleep kind of girl

• always so warm omg (i am putting my cold feet on her idc)

• in conclusion i need her 🫡

<3 abby is the type of gf to open a jar for you even when you’re mad at each-other

🫙🥒

◦ imagine you guys got into a argument for whatever reason and are now giving eachother the silent treatment

◦ it’s so childish and silly, refusing to leave the same room yet acting as if the other doesn’t exist pls

◦ lets say you’re trying to open a jar of pickles (those big fat dill ones that aren’t sliced just bc they’re my fav)

◦ and you already know from past experience there’s no way in hell you can open that jar

◦yet you’re stubborn about it, really trying, refusing to ask abby like you’ve done every other time

◦ you get into it, making little puffing noises, getting flushed from exertion, hurting your hands

◦abby’s sitting close by just frowing at your back. she knows you’ll keep going until you break the jar or something

◦ so while doing so you don’t hear abby come up beside you, looking down at you like 🫥

◦ she just. holds her hand out without a word, letting you decide if you want her help or not (but is it rlly a choice if you can’t open it without her)

◦ you let out a quite little sigh before handing her the jar also without a word, not even looking at her

◦ and you definitely don’t pout at how quickly and easily she gets it open

◦ like seriously? you were slaving over it for 5 minutes

◦ she offers the jar to you and you take it, turning your back on her and placing it on the counter

◦ she bites the inside of her cheek but says nothing, heading back into the dining room, until a gentle tug on her arm stops her

◦ she turns back around to see you offering her a pickle in your outreached hand, one already shoved in ur mouth, the jar reclosed on the counter (much less tighter then it was before, probably barely closed tbh)

◦ and when she takes your offering she definitely doesn’t have to hold back a amused grin at the way you still refuse to look at her, cheeks warming in embarrassment

◦ she takes a bite, making sure it makes a obnoxious loud crunch sound, and then quickly leans down to kiss your cheek with pickle juice wet lips

◦ “abs, that’s gross…” you whine lowly, dragging out the s, pouting up at her while wiping your cheek with the hem of your shirt

◦ “aww, sorry baby” she mocks your pout and whiney voice back to you, using her own hand to rub ur cheek with a playful eyeroll

◦ you take a bite and quickly place your own pickle scented kiss on her chin before ducking under her arm and scurrying away with a giggle

◦abby chuckles to herself and follows after you <3

⋆ₓₒ texting frenemie with benefits abby anderson ꒱

꒰ frenemies with benefits to lovers? yes i just made that up 😺mentions of nsfw but not explicit? i think. toxic abby? kinda? not really? she is a asshole tho. at first. uhh okie that’s all. i think. <3

♡ྀི ༝ ₊˚ ⌒ now kith ꒱

꒰ ellie x reader x abby. 1.6k words. you make abby and ellie kith. everyone makes out. sexually charged but not actually that sexual? i think! enjoy <3

imagine dating both ellie and abby…

they live for you…. cannot stand eachother. but for you they.. well, tolerate isn’t quite the right word, because they hardly do that, but they.. let you do what you want when it comes to being with both of them. they definitely don’t hold back on arguing and fighting though. you’re getting tired of not being able to actually be with them at once, and you have just the plan.

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“oh fuck no.” that’s ellie, who’s just walked in, coming over per your request. and she’s spotted abby, who has the nerve to be chilling on her girls couch. abby really doesn’t care all that much, but she’s giving as much as she’s getting. “can we help you?” that’s abby, giving ellie that look. the one you always giggle at, the same dirty look she would give gum at the bottom of her shoe. “babe!” and that’s you! you hurry to grab ellie’s hand before she turns around to make her way back to the door. you tug her closer and wrap your arms around her, chin against her chest, peering up at her with puppy eyes and pouting lips, really pulling out all of the stops. “stay! please?” ellie sighs, wrapping her long arms around you to return the hug. “babe.. you know we don’t get along. it would be better if-” “just sit down, williams” you could hear they eyeroll from abby. ellie quickly switches her gaze from your pouty lips to glare at abby. “don’t try to tell me what to do-” “els! please. she’s just saying she doesn’t mind. right abs?” you hurry to tug ellie over to the couch before either of them can respond, pushing her down and clambering on top of her. you shoot abby a greatful smile behind ellie’s head, holding back a giggle when she playfully roles her eyes. “come on els, please. i just wanna chill with both of you. is that so bad?” it’s said to make her feel bad, make her compliant. ellie doesn’t bother with a response, just letting out a heavy sigh and begrudgingly turning her head towards the tv. it’s a win in your book. you kiss her cheek with a smile and snuggle into her side.

you’re in the middle between the two, of course. you throw your fuzzy socked feet into abby’s lap, digging your toes into her side. she raises her eyebrows at you before clamping down on your ankles with a heavy grip. “no!” you squeal with a giggle, trying to squirm your feet away, already anticipating her tickling them. “no? that’s not what you wanted?” abby asks, mockingly confused. the fun is interrupted by ellie pouting. “can you guys like, not.” she’s deadpan, her gaze not even moving away from the tv that’s playing whatever netlfix show is trending. before abby can respond you nudge her with her foot, urging her to stay quite. she gives you her famous side eye but says nothing. you shift to bring your arms around ellies neck, settling into her lap with your legs around her waist. “els cmon, don’t be like that” you lean down to mumble into her neck, placing gentle kisses along the line of her throat. trailing over her collarbone. you knew she’d be the one you’d have to butter up. “what, im supposed to sit here and watch you guys play footsie?” she’s grumbling, but breathless, turning her head so you have more access to her neck. “you can play to, you know.” you gently nip her with those words, quickly soothing the bite with your tongue and lips. “nah, i’d rather just play with you.” she cups the back of your neck with long fingers, her multiple rings cool against the flush of your skin. tilting your head up she wastes no time into practically mauling you. her tongue slides into your mouth, dominating and hot and heavy. her other arm curls around your waist and tugs you even closer, rising her thigh to push firmly between your legs. at your soft moans she smugly looks up at abby behind lidded eyes. god,she’s so cocky and annoying. abby scoffs but doesn’t break eye contact, her cheeks warming at your soft sounds. when you break away, panting, ellie looks away. she’d much rather gaze at you, all flushed, lips swollen and wet. “fuck” you say, more of a breath than a word. “let’s.” ellie’s hands drift to the bottom of your shirt. “wait! lets go to my room.”

you have them sitting on the bed across from eachother with you making the point of the triangle. “you want us to.. what?” ellie, of course. she’s looking at you like you’re insane, she probably thinks you are. abby doesn’t look surprised, she’s probably not. her face doesn’t really give away anything, if not a little amused. “els bear, please. i hate when you guys fight. i want us to be able to be together, all three of us. this will help? just gotta get past that line?” oh your really pleading now, all soft and sweet and low. “don’t els bear me!” ellie’s whining. incredulous. “wha- did you guys like, plan this?” her brows are furrowed, voice high, looking back and forth between you and abby. “no. im just not a little crybaby like you are.” abby’s had enough, you guess. ellie scoffs and you know she’s about to start a argument for the ages, so you quickly reach out and put a hand on both of their thighs. “okay okay, im sorry els. of course if you don’t want to, you don’t have to. i won’t be upset at all. and that goes for abs to. i just think you guys have some… unresolved tension… and this would help with that.” “we do not!” ellie is still whining. you look up at abby, only to find her already looking right at you. you tilt your head, inquiring. her gaze flicks to the side, considering. you gently squeeze her thigh to get her attention back on you. you slowly move your hand a little higher. please. for me? you both knew she’d have to be the one to make the first move. and you’d definitely reward her for it. god, you’d do that anyways. she’s been so good, so sweet, in her own way. so compliant in your plans. fine. she moves her attention onto ellie.

“god, shut up williams. our girl is over there all flushed and excited just from the thought of us kissing. and you wouldn’t give her that? she’d do it for you.” abby’s tone is accusing, low and predatory. she knew just how to work ellie up. ellie splutters, eyes wide. “what?” she takes a second to really look at you. your breathing is fast, excited. you’re slightly sucking at your bottom lip, releasing it from your mouth with a pop at her stare. your thighs are clenched together, nipples prominent under your thin tank top. you smile encouragingly at ellie when she meets your eyes. “i.. that’s-” again, abby interrupts ellie. “she just wants to make you happy. make us happy. you don’t want to make her happy?” ellie scoffs, but she can feel her cheeks warming. ellie finds her eyes being drawn to abby’s full smirking lips, her stare just making abby even more cocky. ellie can feel her own nipples hardening and chooses to ignore abby’s gaze flicking down to the chest of her wife pleaser, for her own sanity. “fine.” els whispers, as if it would kill her to say it any louder. “nuh uh. need you to say it williams. tell us what you want. tell her.” abby gestures to you with her head, still leveling ellie with her heavy stare. “yeah, baby?” you prompt ellie, smiling. “i… fuck. i want abby to kiss me. n want you to watch.” abby wastes no time. they were already so close. she winds her hand into the hair at the base of ellie’s neck, hard, directing her. ellie hardly gets to digest what just happened before abby’s mouth is on her own. fuck, she kisses like she’s hungry for it. starving. abby licks into ellie’s mouth, demanding her way in. ellie moans, real quite, clenching abby’s shirt in her fist. they battle for dominance, er.. well, ellie tries? you think? but she’s not winning. fuck. it’s so hot. abby is devouring her, putting on a show, all for you. so sloppy and wet.. you’re left panting at the mere sight of them. finally, ellie jolts when abby sucks on her tongue, eyelashes fluttering, before she pushes her away roughly and backs up even more, just to be safe. both of them are flushed, breathing heavily, lips swollen and wet. abby sucks her bottom lip into her mouth and gives ellie a final slow once over before patting her lap, turning her attention towards you.

you shuffle over to her and settle on of her thighs between yours, squirming around already, kissing at her neck. “god abby that was so so, so.. fuck. i love you guys. ellie?” you sounded so wrecked, as if you were the one being ravaged instead of simply watching. you’re so whiney and needy, reaching back for ellie without looking. abby gives a ellie a “what the fuck are you waiting for?” look from over your shoulder. ellie hurries, coming to kneel behind you, one arm wrapping around your waist and the other sliding under your tank top and up to gently palm at your breast. “you did so good ellie, so so good. i need you now, please?” you turn your neck to be able to reach her mouth, still warm and swollen from abby. you whimper at the thought. “i know baby. that’s our sweet girl. just wants everyone to feel good, yeah? don’t worry, we’ll make it better.” you pant against ellie’s mouth, abby’s voice low in your ear. her strong hands cupping your waist to control your movements on her thigh. yeah. you’re a genius.

. ➶ ˚ texts with gf!abby anderson <3

꒱ suggestive but not explicit !

ೃ⁀➷ would you still love me if i was a worm?

🪱 texts with gf!abby anderson <3 just fluff & silliness :)

꒰ regina george coded dina x reader. short n sweet. no warnings!

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“i love your lipgloss.” you glance up from the book you were reading, cheeks warming at the compliment as you meet dina’s expectant gaze. it wasn’t as if you were unused to her praise, though she still managed to fluster you all the same. you weren’t… dating, per se. but you giys were definitely more than friends. either way, you were dina’s, and she made sure everyone knew it. you briefly wondered what she was doing in the school libary, letting the thought flutter away when you trail your eyes down her bare legs, revealed by the short skirt she was wearing. she recaptures your attention by softly clearing her throat, lips barely lifting in amusement when you snap your eyes back to hers. she raises a eyebrow, waiting. “a-ah. thanks d.” you say with a embarrassed smile. “it’s new, im glad you like it.” dina hums and comes closer, standing over where you’re seated, reaching out to curl a strand of your hair around a pink manicured finger. “can i try some on?” she asks with lowered lids, looking down at you as if you’re a mouse trapped beneath her paws. your breathing quickens at her actions. “of course d, here let me just-” but before you can reach for your bag, you’re stopped by soft lips quickly but firmly pressing to yours. before you can blink she’s already straighted up, rubbing her lips together. “mmh, it tastes good. send me the link?” and before you can even stutter out a agreement, she’s sashayed away in a cloud of her sweet, expensive perfume. you quitly groan and cover your warm face with your hands. she’s so mean!

ellie core

wlw nsfw ꒱ okay so. imagine im just having the worst day ever. my nail broke, and i just got them done. i stepped in a puddle and got my new white sandals all dirty. totally world ending events. so, naturally, i have the worst attitude ever. im pouting, whining, being a brat just.. all day. it’s dinner time and my gf is trying to figure out our plans, and im just not having it.

she joins me on the couch where im bundled up in a blanket. only a oversized old tshirt and panties on underneath, cuddling with my newest squishmallow, watching my current comfort reality show, trying to calm down, yk?

“hey baby, what are you feeling for dinner? want me to cook?”

and i ignore her, because im in a cranky mood, and like.. she should be able to read my mind and tell that i don’t want anything cooked. duh.

and as gentle and patient ever, because she knows how i get when im in my moods, she continues on, “what about fast food? want me to order takeout? the place with the mini egg rolls you love is open.”

i let out a displeased sound, more of a whine then anything, and turn over so my back is facing her, mumbling out a, “leave me alone. ‘m not hungry.” even though yeah, i would love that takeout place with the mini egg rolls, and i don’t want her to leave me alone at all, not really. im just… feeling so many things, and don’t quite know how to express myself beyond shutting down.

and knowing all of this, because of course mommy knows what her baby is really feeling, she reaches for the remote and shuts the tv off. letting out a deep sigh, she settles into the couch and pats her lap. “alright, come here.”

i slightly turn to give her a dirty look, then burrow back under the blanket. “i wanna be left alone” my words are muffled from under the cover, and said in a quite voice, but she can tell i don’t really mean it.

“not gonna say it again princess. now.”

and i only wait a few seconds before getting up and shuffling over to her lap and plopping down, crossing my arms with a pout and glaring at her necklace, refusing to meet her eyes.

“there we go.” she reaches up to tug the blanket down from where it was laying on my head like a hoodie, adjusting it so it instead lays on my shoulders. her hands reach up to cup my face, gently lifting my chin so my eyes meet hers. “now, tell mommy what’s wrong. why is my angel pouting?”

and at her gentle treatment that i totally don’t deserve, my eyes start to water and i lurch forward to burrow into where her neck meets her shoulder, shrugging off the blanket and winding my arms behind her neck while letting out a few sniffles.

“awww, my poor thing. it’s alright, im here.” her voice is low and soothing, one of her arms curling around my waist, her thumb rubbing reassuring circles on my hip. the other reaches up and cradles the back of my head with her hand, brushing the hair away from my neck so she can place a gentle kiss on the side of it.

“‘m sorry mama. i didn’t mean to be rude. i promise.” the words are whined into her neck, interrupted by my stuttering breaths, and wet with the few tears running down my cheeks.

“i know, i know. your my good girl. always are. just calm down, im not mad.”

at this i lean back in her lap to meet her gaze, looking at her with furrowed brows and glassy eyes. “your.. not?”

she reaches up to wipe away the wetness under my eye, then gently cups my face. i nuzzle into her hand, still occasionally sniffling. “of course not, i know my baby just needs some help, yeah? just needs to calm down and use her words.”

at this i look down to break away from her gaze and reach forward to clutch at her shirt, wanting to hold something. “well, it all started with my nail breaking.. you just paid to have them done and then they got ruined so fast and then i stepped in a dirty puddle in the pretty new white sandals you got me and it was all my fault because i wasn’t watching where i was going and-” i stop my ramble to take a deep breathe, getting all worked up again :( my mommy hurries to shush me, brushing my hair back from my face. “shh, shh. it’s alright. i think mommy needs to help you. your allll worked up. just need to relax. i know just the thing.” she reaches down to pull her shirt off, leaving her in a sensible black bra. i start squirming in her lap at the sight, looking at her with doe eyes, waiting for permission to continue.

she smiles at this, noticing my excitement. “it’s all right princess, go ahead. help yourself.”

i let out a little squeak, lifting up on my knees to push my lips onto hers. waisting no time, i reach behind her to unhook her bra while she licks into my mouth. i grind into her, feeling her hands move to my waist under my shirt, one reaching up to cup my breast, the other playing with the hem of my panties. i disconnect from her mouth, panting, and bring her bra straps down her arms and toss it away. i quickly lay a few wet kisses onto her nipples, before fully taking one into my mouth, letting my eyes flutter close and suckling. her cheeks warming, she brushes her thumb against the apple of my cheek. “that’s right baby, settle down. take all the time you need.”