#Zavied

[mewnia]

FINISHED! Redrew this piece I did alllllll the way back in 2018 :P more lively, isn’t it? Mario Kart has gotten more competitive >:3c

[fa113nm00n]

Seventh chapter of my fic 'Hidden love' is now uploaded! Getting closer to the end~

[igneouswyvern]

i never really cared for either character on my first playthrough but now that im playing zestiria again im simultaneously sad that dezel dies and sad that zavied is only present for the latter like quarter of the game. i feel like both characters are hurt by the fact that neither is present for the full duration of the game

dezel is kind of boring most of the game but they up his interactions with the rest of the cast in the wind shrine and it makes me sad that it takes so long for us to get to the point where he becomes interesting. and even then they didn't do nearly enough to flesh him out throughout the game. they could have done a lot with him if they hadn't gone in knowing he was gonna die from the start

and i think zavied is a pretty interesting character although i haven't gotten to the point in the replay where he joins but i know he's definitely a lamer character for having joined so late in the game. there would be a lot more time to get to know him and like him if he was there for more of the earlier plot beats. but he's also the token horny character and that makes him difficult to enjoy. and like the fact that the horny character doesn't join until this late also proves that the presence of a horny character isn't integral to the party dynamic anyways which makes him even weirder

i feel like ideally i would have dezel in the party for the full game and flesh him out better and zavied would be more of a recurring side character who doesn't join the party at all. maybe im just liking dezel a lot right now but im sad he's gonna die soon lol

[jennifercheckapologist]

Playing House

Synopsis: literally just that scene from Jennifer's Body but hornier and with Ellie like I can't stress that this is just a hornier version of the scene from Jennifer's Body but badly written and hornier.

Warnings: not quite fingering, not quite grinding... a secret third thing ? mdni for... pretty obvious reasons; reader and Ellie are best friends (like Jennifer and Needy); Ellie's a little loser-ish but she figures out what she's doing; Ellie calls the reader mama... I don't wanna talk about it

Word Count: 673... I don't have much to say

On TLOU2 & Palestine

“We can play mommy and daddy like we used to.”

Ellie feels like she can’t move. You’ve managed to pin her in place with one sentence, your eyes wide as you look up at her like she could break your heart if she answers wrong. It’s not fair at all; you look incredible- like you belong here.

Your skin is glowing as you sit up on your knees in her bed. It’s mesmerizing, and she can’t figure out what’s appropriate to look at when you look like this, eyes all low and legs exposed, “Is that my Evil Dead T-Shirt?”

She watched you closely as you nodded back at her, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip. You weren’t even trying to play fair. Her mouth felt so dry she wasn’t sure if she should speak again- especially when all she could think about was the two of you back in middle school, practicing kissing and playing House under the covers of her childhood bed. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, god, this was so embarrassing.

She attempted to wet her lips as you crawled toward the edge of her bed to touch her. You placed your hands on her shoulders and leaned in to whisper into her ear, “We used to have so much fun together.”

You were right. She’d felt every inch of you over the years, tasted so much of you back when you were just exploring. You were her best friend long before you were gushing about the boys at school. And you were all grown up now, just like her. God, you were so pretty she needed to touch you and here you were, practically begging for her.

It was almost as if she’d been waiting for permission all night, and now she’d gotten it. She placed a hand between your thighs, “Oh, mama, are you all wet for me?”

You nodded back at her, your mind already fuzzy. This was just what you needed and she was always so warm, the feeling of her touching you was already too much. You would do anything she wanted at this point; everything was for her.

Ellie took her other hand and took hold of your jaw, forcing you to shake your head no instead, “I don’t know if I believe you.”

It’s amazing. One second you were on your knees, pulling her in, and the next you’re on your back and at her mercy. She’s so pretty like this, with a little wrinkle in the middle of her forehead as she concentrates on spreading you open. She’s already glowing from her sweat, cheeks ruddy and full and her tongue peeking out of her mouth as she thinks of what to do with you.

Now you’re the pathetic one, but you can’t even find it in you to be embarrassed. Instead, you’re whining her name like she’ll take pity on you if you hit the right note. Your back hurts from how hard it’s arching off of the bed when she decides to show enough mercy to press the heel of her palm right where you need it. You could cry when she doesn’t pull away when you lift your hips to grind into it.

Instead she coos at you like she’s doing you a favor. It’s too much and not enough but she’s whispering to you like a promise, “I know, mama. I’m gonna take care of you, I promise.”

You want to call her a liar. You don’t feel very taken care of, but then her fingers are spreading you open and there’s no point in arguing when you’re so close. Now you’re babbling. Begging for something you can’t quite identify- anything really. You’d give anything to cum but she’s toying with you like the sound of her fingers spreading your wetness- making such a mess- isn’t pure torture.

“Could make you a real mama,” She takes her fingers into her mouth before she begins to practically chastise you, “but you have to be patient.”

Housekeeping: I like never write smut or x reader fics, but I have needs and thoughts; this divider is from @saradika ; I believe @seattlesellie infected me with the "Ellie calling you mama" bug, but my memory is awful

sorry, God for writing this on Christmas Eve, tipsy a few hours before getting ready for a Candlelight service; I'm black and a femme lesbian and this is real Ellie focused so it doesn't matter, but it's my truth <3

[ehiiehn]

[oc] They made some gifts just for you !!~ (part of a collab project💖✨🌸💕)

[lagomorphlady]

Everyone PLEASE do yourselves a favor and go check Star Palace by Moon Bunnies out, it’s such a wonderful audiobook <3

I’ve just been thinking about Zavy a lot lately 🥰

[mindofsting]

pls don’t hate on what people think the best ship is because to each their own cuz this is a safe space🫶🏼

[camtoons16]

Hm, Zavy

I was bored, and asked @lagomorphlady for something to draw, she suggested Zavy, so here he is. oh and @starrabbitmedia cause I like throwing my art of your beautiful characters in ya face

[ehnrat]

Been thinking about Zavi lore for over a week now 😳

[zoeoxymoron]

A machine and her operator (16/08/2023)

[electrosquash]

Re last post. My Fruits Clipper pin. And two friends :)

[singulariitysims]

zavi alternate hairstyles:

[fa113nm00n]

Second to last chapter of my fic 'Hidden love' is now uploaded! Let's see what the ending will bring~

[starrabbitmedia]

Is this accurate for you? >w>

Human version coming soon.

[jennifercheckapologist]

You Should Probably Leave

I can't help myself... just a drabble of Mean, Sorority Girl Reader and Ellie at a frat party... I will could talk about this for hours. (title from the Christ Stapleton song btw)

On TLOU2 and Palestine

It's terribly predictable, really. Ellie should've expected it by now; she had a type.

It was always the pretty girls that were oh so mean, but soft and so perfect it was almost scary. You know, the girls in short skirts with their house’s letters gleaming between their breasts and the scent of vanilla on their necks. The manicured girls whose boyfriends hated Ellie even as they invited her to their frat parties.

She certainly should've expected it when she'd first seen you with your Kappa Delta letters shining in the sunlight as you knelt on the grass in the middle of the quad, your skirt splayed carelessly around you.

She'd turned her music down in her headphones and gotten a real good look at you. Of course, she was going to fall into you.

And yet, she hadn't ever expected this.

You smell marshmallow-y and soft, and your lips are sticky with lip gloss when you take a seat on her lap. You look like you're supposed to be there, even though you’ve never spoken to her. There are too many bodies around and shitty LEDs lining the frat walls, and she can’t think properly with you here.

You look damn near angelic here, with boredom plastered on your face. You take the half-full solo cup full of vodka that she’s been nursing all night from her hand and drain it. You ignore the sound of her clearing her throat as she watches your face contort as the alcohol makes its way down your throat.

“I want to go,” you declare as soon as you finish her drink and offer her empty cup back. You’re barely even tipsy and it’s a little annoying. Everything is a little annoying right now, really. Especially now that one of her hands is toying with the edge of your skirt and the other is at the base of your neck, her palm warm and fingertips callused. You can picture how they got there now with the guitar you’ve seen her lugging around campus and it makes you even antsier to leave.

Ellie removes her hand from your knee to take her cup back, and soon the hand on your neck becomes one in your hair. She grips a fist full at your roots to pull your head back, somehow still gentle. She’s so warm leaning into you, pulling your ear to her lips. You can't help but smile when she manages to sound a bit unsure as she murmurs into your ear, “With me?”

[ehiiehn]

Warm up of trying to make sense of Zavi’s hair