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Me every time I go to the "ellie x reader" tag and THERE'S A FUCKING PEDRO PASCAL SMUT FIC

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Se-mi outhandsomed all men around the world🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

my shayla💔💔💔

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guys no ellie is not a 6’0 mafia boss daddy dom serial killer. bro collects superhero cards 😂

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Real

This is me waiting for pt.7 of loser!ellie (ily take your time :D)

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Yummy😛😛

trigger warning: no happy trail.

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Real

i am so completely normal about her. i want her so bad it’s biblical it’s existential it’s intrinsic i need her do you understand me i NEED her.

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YESS!!🤗🤗

gameboy masterlist

summary: your boyfriend’s a piece of work. ellie helps keep your mind off him as he’s ditched you for the umpteenth time doing who knows what

contains: fluff and angst, reader has a bf

release date: tba

chap 1. gameboy

chap 2. m.i.a

psa: i will be halfway across the world in a few weeks and just about every social media app will be restricted, including tumblr, 😪 so it’s just me, my notes app, and blockblast til then until i get access. fics will come out when im home

and yes!* this is based off katseye songs

*iykyk the reference

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my bias 🙂‍↕️

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Must be the wind..

when reading smut and y/n says “daddy”

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“I blow out the candles, happy birthday to me”

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Last day of pride month little sad

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Real

Can’t wait to be some butch or stud’s awkward loser femme.

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Hear me out i need more flat chested reader wlw fic

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As a flat chested girl this made me some confidence

The bath was over. Your skin was pink, your limbs jelly. You were freshly cleaned, warm and wobbly, and Sevika carried you straight out of the tub, towel-dried your body like you were helpless, and now you were lying facedown on the bed.

Naked. Wet hair. Whimpering into the pillow.

“Mmhm,” Sevika murmured, climbing up behind you. “So now you’re quiet?”

You huffed. “I’m recovering. You fucked the hell outta me.”

“You’re still dramatic.”

“And you’re still not sorry.”

She snorted. “I literally carried you out the tub like a princess.”

“Yeah, ‘cause I have spaghetti legs from all the orgasms you forced outta me.”

“That’s not how forcing works, baby.”

You grumbled. She laughed.

And then, click.

You lifted your head. “What was that?”

“don’t tell me you’re putting on a strap now..” you added

She held up a lotion bottle. Smirked. “Turn over.”

“…Why.”

“I’m moisturizing you.”

You blinked. “That’s intimate.”

“Shut up and roll over.”

You did. Dramatically.

And then gasped when her cold hands met your thighs.

“hey, it’s cold!”

“Quit whining.”

Her hands slid up, smoothing lotion over your legs, then your hips, slow and firm. She knew exactly where to press, massaging in with her thumbs, strong fingers digging just enough to make your muscles melt. Up your sides, across your belly, over your arms.

She was careful with your small tits, brushed her knuckles along them teasingly, grinning when you arched up into the touch like a spoiled little brat.

“You’re so needy,” she muttered.

“You like it.”

“eh, I do.”

When she was done, she helped you up, kissed your cheek, and handed you one of her old tank tops. faded dark navy. A little stretched out. Stolen from her old drawer.

she pulled it over your head and,

damn

It was tight.

Like… skin-tight.

It clung to your tits like they were trying to bust out of it, your hard nipples clearly visible through the soft fabric. The hem barely covered your ribs.

“Sevika,” you whispered. “This is so small.”

“Yeah,” she said, staring openly. “I was sixteen. That thing’s vintage.”

“I look like a slut.”

“You look like a problem.”

You looked behind and said, ���Omg.. this is strangling my tits.”

“…what tits?” she chuckled.

you gave her the NASTIEST side eye ever. “you are a bitch!!”

then she sat back after you flipped her off, lips parted, watching you adjust the fabric over your chest. Her eyes dropped lower. You hadn’t put on shorts.

Just lace panties.

Black. Thin. A little sheer. Framing your soft thighs and still-flushed skin like a gift.

Sevika’s jaw tensed.

You blinked innocently. “What?”

She dragged a hand down her face. “You’re doing this on purpose.”

“I’m literally recovering from trauma.”

She gave you a look. “Trauma.”

“hey, your tits traumatised me.” (u were just suckin on them 😇)

“I will bite you.”

You giggled, crawling into her lap, legs straddling her hips, your tiny tank top bunching at your waist. Your small tits brushed against her chest and you grinned smugly when her breath hitched.

“Am I forgiven yet?” you whispered, arms wrapping around her neck. “You got to punish me, make me cum, bathe me, lotion me up… all that’s missing is praise.”

Her hands gripped your waist.

Her eyes? Dark.

“You want praise now?” she murmured, low and dangerous. “After all that?”

You nodded slowly. “Just a little.”

Her lips brushed your neck.

“You’re perfect,” she whispered. “Prettiest tits I’ve ever seen.”

You shivered.

“Look so fucking good in my shirt,” she added, voice deepening. “You think you’re teasing me. But you’re driving me insane.”

You smiled against her mouth.

“Mm. Then let me be your problem.”

this might be the sequel to this fic 🤭🤭

��️ reblogs are appreciated!!

masterlist check this out??

taglist: @amri0ram @thehoneybeestings @georgiahs-stuff @mistershotz @mommyissuesismypersonality @sapphicstrawcore @sevikaswinkinghole @shanesevikasfuckdoll @sevikas-whore @shxdy0ariia @illbecanon

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Papa me want more episode

DEEPLY STILL IN LOVE !

chapter 1 ˋ°•*⁀➷ writing's on the wall

famous!bandmate! ellie williams x famous!bandmate!singer! reader

ᰔ smau plot: spark started as a group of friends playing covers in a garage, now they are fresh off two grammy nominations. they have a light, a spark that is unmatchable. but something has broken: the relationship of guitarist ellie williams and lead vocalist y/n. a shit show occurs when ellie decides to release her solo album—Kansas Anymore.

content: wlw post breakup pining, mild angst, fluff, suggestive content, more hurt but also comfort, ellie williams being an idiot, mental health conversations, pressure of being in the spotlight.

a/n: yay the first real chapter!! I will be working on making a masterlist for the series + my future works :D thank you so so so much for the support -`♡´- anywho hope u love love love this chapter !!!

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5 MONTHS AGO

⊹ ࣪ ˖ PRESENT DAY

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any reblogs, likes, comments or just anything are so so so appreciated :)

series taglist: @liasxeatt @vanpalmertruther @kylorey25 @iadorefineshyt @elliespotion @oneinameliann @threw-this-party4u :)

I will be making a playlist of songs included in the band's album!!!

Thank you all so much for the love & support ❀ catch u in the next one angels !!!

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can something lesbian happen to me like now please, like lemme kiss a butch or smth pls just like anything

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Sevika is not a ‘hear me out’ she’s a hold me back. Scariest woman of Zaun but she would be more in danger around the girls on tumblr than at any time in her life