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Could we maybe get an update or pov of what’s been going on w Ellie in the timeline I’m curious on her character in this series

I‘m actually working on a sequel to the series 🩷 Aftertaste will be there soon <3 You’ll learn so much more about Ellie I promise!!

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please please please please please please

worrying Abby 😖

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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTjWwMGSL/ abby was the one who wanted to do this trend!!!!!

omg i can’t open the link ☠️ i cant see the video in the app smh

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If you are up to it i would love to see abbys previous attempts at flirting with reader back when she was with ellie

Thank you 😊

omg yes of course!! i got a few for you🩷

ellie x reader established relationship!! abby x reader

warnings. suggestive, cursing, abby is so ridiculous i hate her, not proof read!! This is kinda lazy sorry ☠️

taglist. @elliessweetheart @vamp1reg1rrrl @autisticintr0vert @addthespaghetti @hemmo01 @elliecoochieeater @to-the-stray-dogs @undercuver @mila-a-fanfiqueira @teenagemoonharmony @velvetcakegirlie @kl1q @cirrusdoll @icedsimpsayo @softrosekisses @therealhexstrap @gingerpines @5seos @hopelesssheaven @magnificentwastelandarbiter @kylorey25 @luvingm3 @rv-ca

I imagine Abby striking at the gym, the place she feels most confident in (besides the basketball court of course)

The clock striked 1 AM as you entered the nearly empty gym. You haven’t been able to go in two weeks, drowning in assignments and a bunch of upcoming exams for this semester. Not only were you overworked but painfully underfucked as well. You’ve been in an argument with Ellie for three days in a row, you scoffed at the memory of you screaming at each other just hours ago, you only asked her for some emotional support in this stressful time but she shut you down to play fucking minecraft. Instead of waiting for her in your cold bed, only to be faced with her back as she drifts off to sleep you decided to pack a cute gym outfit and get your ass out of your suffocating four walls. Ellie didn’t even say goodbye as you left with a quiet "love you“.

You took a deep breath and snapped out of your thoughts, deciding to blast young miko in your airpods as you positioned your yoga mat in front of the mirrored wall, near the free weights section. You were in your head again focusing on your yoga routine as abby anderson walked in like she owned the place (which she technically did) in a tight black tank top, red basketball shorts and a matching snapback. She headed straight into the free weights section, just a few steps away from you. You were hard to miss in your baby pink set, your sports bra squeezed your tits just right, abby almost missed the cute rhinestone lettering on it, Angel huh? Don’t get her started on the way your obnoxious mini shorts clung to your ass, jesus fuck she was staring so hard , unbeknownst to you thankfully. She did her best to focus on her heavy bicep curls, blonde locks sticking on her forehead as she pushed herself further, really wanting that bicep pump right now (just in case you’d look in her direction) and then almost as if abby‘s prayers have been heard she hears a soft little noise coming from your direction. You huff, shifting again, the little shorts riding dangerously high as you pushed your chest further down the mat, glossy lips parted in frustration, you just don’t seem to land the right position. "you’re almost there“ you didn’t notice abby‘s presence until she kneeled right besides you "mind if i adjust you?“ you’re caught off guard as you glance up into her pretty eyes , you only manage to respond with a chaste "yeah“ and she already positioned herself behind you, one hand resting at the small of your back while the other skimmed your waist she noticed you tensing up under her touch, you swear you can see her smirking in the reflection of the mirror in front of you. Abby’s warm hands slide lower, spreading over the base of your spine “Don’t overthink it.. just let your stomach sink and arch your back..right here.”

she applies just enough pressure, your hips shifting while your spine melted into that perfect curve. you felt your skin burn underneath her rough fingertips, maybe you shouldn’t have let her but shit, you haven’t been touched like that in weeks. Abby bites her lip admiring the sight in front of her "there it is, stay just like that“ she leaned in, almost too close to your ear, her fingers lingering a second longer than necessary before pulling herself away. And that’s exactly what you do, holding the pose with flushed cheeks and your heart daring to jump out of your chest

what the fuck was that

Abby just stood up and walked back to her dumbbells continuing her set, as if she didn’t just touch you like that. She made sure to flex her absurdly veiny arms when you shifted into a new position, hoping you’d stare at her through the mirror. Hell, you definitely did.

Abby probably observed your entire routine waiting for a good opportunity to offer her very (un)necessary help.

You spent the entire way back to yours and Ellie‘s apartment with trying to get this out of your head.

(it was nearly impossible because Ellie most definitely didn’t touch you like that when you came home :( )

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This attempt actually happened coincidentally, you’re close friends with a girl on abby‘s basketball team and she just happened to forget something in her locker room. She was already finished with classes and headed home so she kindly asked you to get it for her and you agreed mindlessly, the locker rooms would most likely be empty at that hour, well at least that’s what you thought.

"where is this fuckass locker“ you muttered as you entered the girls locker room, struggling to find your friends locker. After spending a good ten minutes on searching you finally found it, the inside of the locker was very messy to your dismay you groaned, not really wanting to touch her sweaty jerseys to find a stupid text book. "she forgot something again?“ you quickly turn around, meeting Abby once again, in nothing but a sports bra and a towel hanging loosely on her hips, small water droplets running down her muscles as she walked toward her own locker, casually getting dressed as you looked away quickly. She knew you liked what you saw.

"yeah just a text book, i could’ve just lend her mine“ you roll your eyes, not daring to look in abby‘s direction just yet. Abby chuckled "she’d forget her head if it wasn’t stuck on her body, at least she didn’t leave a single airpod this time“

you slammed the locker door shut, textbook in your hand turning around to face abby, the loose towel replaced by gray shorts, her skin was still slightly wet, glistening in the shitty light of the room. You exhaled sharply trying to get away from staring at her for too long "i need to go now“ you said, she smiled at you. "aw thought you’d stay and stare a bit longer“ she tilts her head lightly, shamelessly undressing you with her eyes. Your mouth runs dry and you grip the textbook harder. "you’re so full of yourself“ you scoff shooting her a nasty look. Abby just grins, reaching for her tank top and pulling it over her head slowly, her back muscles flexing in the process. You’re still staring. "yeah" she says, letting her fingers brush her abs like it’s nothing.

"But you make it real easy.”

You quickly walk away, abby‘s eyes following your swaying hips until you were gone. You cursed your friend out for forgetting her shit and not warning you about abby, you learned that she stayed late for practice every wednesday.

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this time you’d almost start to think that abby always appeared at the right time. You stayed until closing time at the library, studying outside your home needing distance from ellie after another fight about something you didn’t have time for at the moment. Abby casually brought back a bunch of books she already finished reading, planing on lending a few more off of her never ending reading list. You both were about to leave, only crossing paths at the exit. The sky was covered in gray clouds, the first fat drops of rain started to fall, a loud thunder following a few miles away. "fucking hell“ you cursed to yourself, of course you walked all the way to the library today. "i can give you a ride, i‘m headed in the same direction anyway“ Abby steps closer to you, car keys in her hand. You hesitate for a moment, not knowing how ellie would react if you’d told her that abby drove you back home in her ridiculous sports car. "it’s fine i promise“ she added, noticing your silence "i got heated seats and a good playlist“ she winked playfully, you bite back a smile and roll your eyes.

"Alright, but only because i appreciate good music“

Abby smiles, unlocking her car with a flick of her wrist.

“Deal.”

The two of you slide into the pre heated leather seats just as the rain begins to pour, the world outside blurring as she drove you home in comfortable silence.

You decided not to tell ellie about this.

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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTjWYvkky/ hehe abby and bittersweet!r

ugh fr i love them 🩷🩷🩷

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would you ever do an imagine with ellie x reader where they are dating and reader does her makeup while sitting on ellie’s lap? idk i think it would be fluffy and cute

yes yes and YES i wrote this drabble with a fun little twist a la bittersweet/aftertaste universe 💫❣️ i hope you like my take on this <3

Call me by her (last) name

ellie x reader (established relationship) SLIGHT abby x reader

warnings. a little suggestive, cursing, not proof read, i just wrote this lol

taglist. @elliessweetheart @vamp1reg1rrrl @autisticintr0vert @addthespaghetti @hemmo01 @elliecoochieeater @to-the-stray-dogs @undercuver @mila-a-fanfiqueira @teenagemoonharmony @velvetcakegirlie @kl1q @cirrusdoll @icedsimpsayo @softrosekisses @therealhexstrap @gingerpines @5seos @hopelesssheaven @magnificentwastelandarbiter @kylorey25 @luvingm3 @rv-ca

the soft sounds of Ellie’s R&B playlist echo in your shared bedroom, she dimmed the lights just before asking you to finish her makeup look for your couple halloween costume. You quickly sprayed your body with your sexiest fragrance, numbing ellie’s senses, getting high from your delicious scent alone as she got comfortable in the bed, manspreading in her black ripped jeans. She looked so good, only wearing a sports bra and a bunch of fake tattoos all over her body. “like what you see?” Ellie said playfully as you positioned yourself in her lap earning an eye roll from

you. Your tiny red dress rode up dangerously close to your hips as you moved back and forth to get a comfortable angle for doing her eye makeup. “are you doing this on purpose?” Ellie asked, her skin slowly heating up under your touch, the way your soft manicured hands held her face and worked the eyeliner on her eyelids carefully just made her feel things. “Like What? Making you look like the hotter lesbian version of tommy lee? hell yes i am!” you joked, Ellie scoffed and muttered something like “dork” under her breath, you were too focused on her eyeliner to hear. “are you almost done?” she asked once again, growing impatient. “ fuck ellie! i almost messed it up stay still” you grabbed her face firmly this time, smooshing her cheeks slightly, she managed to let out a little giggle. “you’re so bossy” she said quietly as you let her go, admiring your work on her freckled face. “and you’re so damn pretty” you whispered against her lips before she leaned into a soft kiss, her hands sneaked on your hips as yours wrapped around her neck. “you sure we have to go to this party?”

her hands feel warm against your thighs as she slides them under your dress, thumb hooking under the lace of your panties. You playfully shove her hands off of you “Babe we promised jesse” Ellie quickly grabs you again with no way for you to escape.

“I promise we’ll only be fifteen minutes late if I get to fuck you in this wig first” You wished you stabbed Ellie in the eye earlier.

“Ellie!” You squirm, your body betraying you as you tried to get out of her strong grip.

“Cmon baby..you’re dressed up as Pamela Anderson aka my 90s wet dream, what did you think was gonna happen huh?”

she smirks, her voice low and husky against your ear, your breath hitched. “I thought we’d take cute pictures” she nodded “oh we will, especially the ones no one else gets to see” she licks her lips as you glance at her, you lean into her touch, “later” you whispered “only if you’re good”

“fuck”

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You’re glued to Ellie’s side as you greeted jesse, he put on a cowboy hat and called it a day. She’s got her other arm slung over Jesse’s shoulder, laughing about something dumb that happened in the kitchen two minutes ago. Dina’s dressed as a Vampire, she got inspired by re reading the twilight books.

“I swear, you two look ridiculous, i fucking love it” Dina grins, eyeing your couple costume. “Ellie, you clean up suspiciously well for Tommy Lee and don’t get me started on your Pamela!”

Ellie winks. “What can i say, i was born to be trashy and my girl always looks like a damn model”

You giggle at Ellie’s drunken words, feeling a little tipsy yourself. As you forced Jesse to take group pictures of the three of you

(“why can’t i be in the picture?” “it’s a girls pic jesse, you can be in the next ones!”)

you feel someone tap your shoulder, “didn’t think you’d be wearing my last name tonight, suits you” you met abby anderson’s eyes as you turned, she was dressed up as the devil, burgundy prada suit and a pair of horns on her head, how ironic.

Instead of waiting for a response, she walks toward her friend group shooting a wink at you as she turned around one last time.

You jumped as you felt Ellie’s hands on your hips again, she noticed. “you okay babe?” You squeezed her hand and nodded.

“yeah! sorry i thought i heard something and got distracted” your cheeks visibly turned bright red, Ellie assumed that it was the alcohol, little did she know your heart raced inside your chest for the wrong reasons…

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happy daddy day to abs ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊

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popped in (mainly procrastinating an assignment) to re-read bittersweet!! 😘

me procrastinating on writing aftertaste and the asks 😓🤟🏼 writers block is soooo draining BUT i hope you had a nice time re reading!!! I love you tons 🩷 i will be back soon

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writer’s block is a bitch

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wait i have an idea, i hope it’s okay if i add this to the bittersweet/aftertaste universe <3

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Aftertaste 💋

- the masterlist

"if love doesn’t hurt, you’re doing it wrong“

- the sequel of bittersweet!

ex! ellie williams x fem! reader gf! abby anderson x fem! reader

college au!

warnings ⚠️ : cursing, violence, blood, description of wounds, toxicity, cheating, manipulation,gaslighting, stalking, threats, lots of lying, blackmailing, sexual topics, overdose, suicidal behavior, suggestive, sensitive topics, ANGST!!!, smut <3

taglist! (comment to be added as always) <3 @elliessweetheart @vamp1reg1rrrl @autisticintr0vert @addthespaghetti @hemmo01 @elliecoochieeater @to-the-stray-dogs @undercuver @mila-a-fanfiqueira @teenagemoonharmony @velvetcakegirlie @kl1q @cirrusdoll @icedsimpsayo @softrosekisses @therealhexstrap @gingerpines @5seos @hopelesssheaven @magnificentwastelandarbiter @kylorey25 @luvingm3

chapter 1 coming soon!

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really thinking about a bittersweet sequel rn 💭

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dark haired vi save me

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yk what hell yeah

too close to home. [ii]

pairings: vi x fem!reader

preface: your best friend’s mom shouldn’t look at you like that — and you shouldn’t like it. but you do.

author's note: pt 2 is here boomshakalaka <3 oh mother vi please come to me.

wrn: lowercase, explicit content (minors & men dni) list: bsfm!vi ;; dom!vi ;; sub!r ;; age gap (v: 39 ; r: 19) ;; petnames (r: baby, sweet girl) ;; strap-on fucking (r. receiving) ;; strap sucking ;; strap referred to cock ;; a bit of aftercare.

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the house is silent but for the soft ticking of the kitchen clock and the throb of your pulse, still wild from the taste of vi’s mouth pressed to yours in the hallway. party debris litters the living room—empty cups, confetti, the faint reek of cheap vodka—but vi’s hand is tight around your wrist, dragging you up the stairs two at a time, not caring who might see. her daughter is out cold in her bedroom, oblivious, door shut. the rest of the world is gone.

vi’s room smells like her—leather, sweat, whiskey. the bed is unmade. the moonlight slices through the blinds, striping her shoulders and the sharp line of her jaw as she turns, shutting the door with a click. locking it.

you’re still trembling.

she’s not.

she watches you—hungry, predatory, pupils blown wide. “come here, baby.”

you go, legs weak.

vi’s hands are on your hips before you can breathe, yanking you close, dragging your mouth to hers. she tastes like beer and heat and want. her tongue slides over yours, greedy, and you whimper, melting, hands tangled in her hoodie.

she pulls back, lips glistening. “you know how long i’ve wanted this?” her voice is wrecked, low. “you got no fuckin’ idea, sweet girl.”

your breath stutters. “show me,” you whisper.

vi grins, all wolf. “oh, i’m gonna do more than show you.”

she pushes you to your knees, slow, deliberate, fingers threading through your hair. the carpet bites into your bare skin. she watches you, thumb dragging over your lower lip, then pushing between, pressing down on your tongue. “open up, baby.”

you do.

she shoves her sweatpants low, revealing the thick, black strap, harness biting into the hard lines of her hips. you can’t look away—vi, huge and commanding, cock jutting, her hand wrapped possessively around the shaft. “you ever suck cock before, sweet girl?”

you shake your head, wide-eyed, lips parted.

vi’s smile is wicked. “good. ‘cause this one’s mine.”

she drags the tip over your mouth, smearing pre across your lips. you whimper, leaning in, tongue flicking out, desperate. she groans, low and thrilled. “fuck, you’re eager. look at you, on your knees for me.”

she pushes in, slow, letting you feel the stretch, the weight. the harness squeaks as she rocks, one hand knotted in your hair, the other guiding her cock past your lips. “that’s it, baby. open wide. take it all for me. let mama vi see what that pretty mouth can do.”

you choke, eyes streaming, spit pooling at the corners. vi’s hips roll, slow and relentless, fucking your face with obscene, practiced ease. “goddamn. so fuckin’ pretty like this. you like that, huh? you like choking on my cock?”

you nod, gagging, mouth full, thighs pressed together. she pulls out, dragging strings of spit, cock glistening. she slaps it against your cheek, watching your eyes flutter. “good girl. you’re my good girl, aren’t you?”

“yes,” you gasp, voice hoarse.

vi’s eyes go molten. “get on the bed. hands and knees. now.”

you scramble up, knees shaking, heart pounding. the bed dips as vi climbs behind you, palms rough on your thighs, yanking your dress up over your hips. she groans at the sight—slick already painting your thighs, panties soaked through.

“look at you. so fuckin’ wet for me.” she tears your panties down, tossing them aside. hands grip your waist, spreading you open, thumb dragging over your slit. “been teasing me for months, sweet girl. gonna make you pay for that.”

she nudges the head of her cock against your entrance, teasing, not pushing in yet. you whine, hips rocking back, desperate. vi laughs, low and mean. “you want it that bad? want me to fuck you with my cock, baby?”

“please, vi. please—”

she thrusts in, slow at first, letting you feel every inch, the stretch burning, perfect. you gasp, back arching, fists twisting in the sheets. vi’s hands clamp down on your hips, bruising, holding you still as she bottoms out.

“fuck,” she groans, voice guttural. “so tight. so good for me.”

she starts to move. hard. rough. each snap of her hips knocks the air from your lungs, pleasure sparking up your spine. the harness squeaks, bedframe rattling, vi’s breath hot at your ear.

“that’s it, baby. take it. take it all. you love this, don’t you? love being fucked dumb on my cock.”

you babble, desperate, lost. “yes, yes, vi, please—”

she shoves deeper, one hand sliding up your back, pressing between your shoulder blades, forcing your chest down. “my sweet girl. look at you, taking it so good. such a good little slut for me. all mine.”

her other hand finds your throat, squeezing just enough to make your head spin. “breathe, baby. i wanna hear you beg.”

“please, vi, harder—need it, need you—”

vi snarls, hips slamming, pace brutal. “you want my cock that bad? want me to ruin you, sweet girl?”

“yes—please, vi, fuck—”

she pulls out suddenly, flipping you over, dragging you to the edge of the bed. her mouth finds your throat, biting, tongue laving the sting. “look at me,” she growls.

you do—eyes blown, lips swollen, body shaking.

vi thrusts back in, deeper, harder, one hand under your knee, pushing your leg up, opening you wider. her thumb finds your clit, circles vicious and sweet, making you sob.

“come for me, baby. want you to make a mess on my cock. show me who you belong to.”

you shatter—crying out, back arched, vision gone white. vi fucks you through it, relentless, thumb never stopping, watching you fall apart for her.

“that’s it. good fuckin’ girl. so beautiful when you break for me.”

she slows, finally, pulling you into her lap, cock still buried deep, arms wrapped tight around your waist. she kisses your temple, soft now, worshipful.

“my sweet girl,” she whispers, voice ruined. “you’re mine. all fuckin’ mine.”

you nod, dizzy, boneless, clinging to her.

vi grins, teeth sharp, eyes soft. “next time you wear my clothes around this house, baby, remember—this is what happens.”

you laugh, weak, sated.

and when she tucks you into her chest, arms strong and sure, you know you’ll never belong anywhere else.

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my cutie gal..

quit my job to focus on abby... please support my decision...

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you really cooked with bittersweet!! i found it at the perfect time, all parts were uploaded!! MIND BLOWN!!

ahh ily 🥹🩷 i’m so happy to hear that <3