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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎︎ ︎ ︎ ︎if i wasn't so american ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎| ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎part one

[ ︎this is the intro to a series of truck driver ellie x serial killer femme fics . . . . Full credit to this tweet for the idea. photos are solely for aesthetic purposes not meant to mimic readers intended race or body. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ butch ellie x femme reader, misogyny mentions, murder obviously, assault/sa; not in depth, but mentioned. smut (r!recieving). long reader storyline. not native in english, semi edited, but ignore grammar/punctuation mistakes. title of the fic is from this song . word count : 6.2k ]

︎ March 1st, 2000

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ You remember the first time you actually went through with a kill like it was yesterday. He was dirty, borderline revolting when you first met him. Ending up at a truck stop after a day of hitchhiking your way through town, you couldn't help but notice him. I mean, how could you not with how obnoxious he was. Standing outside his truck loudly cat calling nearly every girl he laid his eyes on, it was impossible for you to miss him.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎You had a lingering hatred for the type of men that spoke to women as anything other than respectable, it burned a different type of hatred into your heart. You couldn't reason with them. Nothing in your mind allowed you to sympathize with such creatures. And now, as you walk into the truck stop for a drink, peeking through the clear windows as the occasional woman walks up and does everything in their power to avoid the pig practically loitering outside — your resolution is final. If the lord won't take these men out of this world to benefit women, it must mean he's waiting for you to take matters into your own hands. And boy were you anticipating the day you came across such an easy target like this one.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ "Hey misterrr" you dragged out as you leaned up against the truck beside his, drink in hand and a lightly packed bag hanging off your shoulder; containing nothing but a few outfits, a camera, a kitchen knife, spare change and a gun you swiped from your fathers closet back home. "well hey there sweet thing" he replied, looking you up and down, his eyes making sure to stare down just a bit longer than up — dirty pervert you thought. "so what brings you over here? called out to ya earlier but you walked right past me". he questioned, somewhat slurred as he placed a cigarette in his mouth. "oh nothin.. must've not heard you the first time. just wanted to see where you might be headed" you answered, putting on your best fake smile before takint a sip of your drink. "now why's that huh? y'lookin for a ride huh?" he responded letting out a puff of smoke. "maybeee .. or maybe i'm lookin to come visit you sometime". Your words were as convincing as they could be in this situation. It also helped that he was a desperate loser who'd believe anything if said by a sweet young woman. "oh really?" he chuckled. "really" you responded, widening your eyes and leaning up off the truck. "soo... why don't you write down your name and where ur heading so i'll remember who to ask for when i come knocking" you reached into your bag as you spoke, pulling out a nearly empty pen and an old notebook before handing it to him. Immediately he complied, thinking he got lucky he didn't hesitate to give you his location, even throwing in a time recommendation for you. Handing you back the notebook, you smiled at the words in rusty hand writing. Randy was his name. such a shame poor old randy had no clue what was coming his way you thought to yourself once again as you placed the notebook back in your bag, barely zipping it up before he attempted to pull you closer to him. "so tell me.. what youlookin to do then baby?" his words almost faded into a whisper as he leaned down to smell your hair, his body odor slapping you in the face before you pulled away subtly and started to walk backwards. "don't you worry about that now.. i like to suprise my dates" you replied before turning around fully to walk off — cringing at your own words as you made your way towards the sidewalk.

︎ ︎ As you made your way down the street — you came to a stop once the sidewalk started to fade into gravel. you threw your bag down at your feet and stretched out your arm. hitchhiking was nothing new to you, you had been on the road for months catching rides from strangers and debating with the voices in your head. You had a few other victims in mind before randy. Some you met at other stops, some that picked you up on the way. But there was always something in the way: too many people around, a wife and kids waiting for them at home, your conscious telling you it was wrong. for a while now, it took long sleepless nights of thinking, for you to actually develop the overwhelming urge to kill without remorse. There was nothing left for you back at home, and you had spent your entire life surrounded by males who did nothing but make being a woman seem like living hell. What good did men like Randy bring to the world? and what loss would it be without them? could taking your anger out on them really be that bad? you knew the answer to that. it was obvious. there was no space in this world for such things, and you were desperate to make sure no other woman would suffer at the hands of them. it wasn't an impulse, it was a buildup that took months of debating before you came to terms with what you needed to do.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ It didn't take long for someone to stop at the sign of your hand waving at on coming cars. a nice couple this time; perhaps in their 30s it seemed. luckily for you they were headed in the perfect direction, not asking too many questions about why you're headed so far up alone — the drive going by slowly in result. but you were grateful, it gave you more than enough time to draw out a plan in your head. After about an hour and a half they dropped you off at a diner not too far from where you were supposed to meet Randy — some rundown trailer park you could barely pin point on the map. Lord did he make it too easy. You didn’t go there right away. Instead, you sat in the booth of the diner for a while, until sundown to be exact. there was nothing on your mind besides carrying out what you had in mind. Randy would be the first hit to a long list of others.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ When the sun set and customers started to clear out, you began your trip to the promised meeting location. The walk to his trailer felt short. The directions were easy and there really weren't many people around. The park was quiet, it was hard to tell which trucks were abandoned and which had others living in them. Randy's trailer was the last one in the row, almost perfectly hidden behind all the others. You didnt take long to approach, the feeling of actually being close to someone you had planned to kill made your adrenaline rush in ways it hasn't before, there was nothing holding you back. Randy opened the door the second he heard your first knock, shirtless, he held a half-drunk bottle of whiskey in one hand. "Well i’ll be damned. ya actually showed up huh” he slurred with a grin, stepping aside and waving you in. you smiled sweetly and walked inside without wasting time on verbal exchange. Immediately upon entry, you were hit with the smell of sweat, cigarettes and alcohol. Your eyes gazed around the room, spotting porn magazines on the table and a lonesome cat in the corner.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ “You drinkin’ anything?” he asked, walking toward the counter, not bothering to ask what you liked — just pouring some of his half drank bottle into a terribly washed cup for you when you agreed to having a drink. you didn't actually drink it of course, it barely touched your lips as you thanked him and pretended to take a sip. “Didn’t expect someone like you to actually show,” he broke the silence, settling onto the couch, “But I ain’t complainin’ you're a sweet one" he added, a nasty smirk on his face as he continued to drink directly from the bottle. You didn't sit nor did he offer you a seat, you just stood there, leaned against the wall, fiddling with the dirty undranken glass before responding. "well.. i always try to keep my promises" you said. "mm well i sure am glad. you not like them other bitches huh darlin'?" he replied slowly, fixing himself off the couch to come over to you. The word he uses sent a rush of anger through your veins. He touched you on your arm, then slid his hand down to rub your ass. though uncomfortable, you kept your composure and let him, not wanting to fuck this up. "Randy.." you spoke just above a whisper — he didn't pull away, only responding with a grunt. "Randy.. i have a question" you continued, this time he only pulled back a little, keeping a firm grip on your waist. "hm? what is it.... ah u wanna get more comfortable that's it honey?" he questioned with the same smirk on his face as earlier. you chuckled in response, turning to reach into your bag slowly as you responded. "no... not necessarily i- just wanted to give you something i got on the road". you unzipped the bag, "oh yes? well lemme see my gift then sweetheart" he replied — and you pulled it out. a small hand gun, loaded of course, immediately causing him to step back and put his hands up. His face twisted into something between shock and amusement. “woah there now, what's this about" he asked, and for the first time since meeting him your words wouldn't come out — there was nothing in your mind besides the sound of your own heart rushing. it was beating throughout your ears, you couldn't respond, you just stood there for a moment, gun in hand and pointed directly at him.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ "I dunno what you think you're doin but liste-" you raised the gun towards his left side, and Randy's words were cut off with a single shot. You didn’t give him time to beg or even understand the gravity of your actions, your desire to kill was entirely too high for you to let him try and talk you out of it, or attempt to gain some sympathy out of you. You stood over him after it was done, he hit the floor harder than ever and you watched as he bled out — the cat that had been seated in the corner, scrambled to his side meowing. that was probably the only part you felt bad about, the poor and neglected cat. Once you made sure he was fully gone, kicking at his side to try and wake him, kneeling down to check his pulse — you didn't bother to clean up. It was useless when his body would most likely be there for days you thought. reaching over your shoulder and placing the gun back in your bag, you reached in at the same time and pulled out your camera — snapping a quick picture of the lifeless man before standing up. before leaving randy's trailer: you swiped his pockets and quickly rummaged through his belongings to find any leftover cash or cigarettes. once you gathered what could fit into your bag, you were headed out — but just as you were about to close the door behind you, you turned around, walking back towards Randy's body and picking up the cat that had now laid down next to him. you were a murderer yes, but the thrill of just having killed someone didn't erase your morals, you couldn't let that cat starve to death alone in there just cause you hated its owner. It was an innocent thing. and so once in hand, you left Randy there alone, the trailer park still as quiet and empty as it had been when you came — nobody around to have possibly seen you, and nobody home in their trailers who seemed to care about the loud bang that rang out earlier. lord, was it ever so easy. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ Randy was obviously the first. You were inexperienced and had never killed before him. But once it was done, you felt nothing but satisfaction with yourself. You physically couldn't feel bad for what you had done no matter how hard you tried. After that night, you had settled down at a hotel just a town over from where you committed the act. The only thing that halted your travels for about four weeks was the brief worry that if you act again too soon you may get caught. But there was no remorse about the actual actions at hand, and that's why immediately after a month was up, and your worrying feeling went away, you were ecstatic to get back to work. You couldn't say Randy was the last; of course he wasn't. If anything, Randy opened the door to many other men like him falling victim to your sweet manipulation. you learned from him, he showed you just how easy it is to talk to the ones like him, and how much easier it was to get valuable information out of them by offering.. Well, nothing specifically. you never actually offered sex or anything to these men. But just the hopes of a girl showing up and giving them something was more than enough for them to compromise their safety unknowingly — and you thanked the gods above for making it this simple. Over the course of five months, you had killed ten other men like Randy over the course of five months — the entitled ones who thought women owed them something, the dirty ones who spoke boldly to women with no interest in them, and especially the ones with no one waiting at home for them. It wasn't as hard to cover up your true intentions when speaking to others, nor was it ever hard to find a ride towards your next victim. People were too trusting of sweet looking young girls like yourself, but you were ever so grateful for it. only ever made your job easier.

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September 12th, 2000

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ You've been sitting on the curb outside a laundromat stop in Arizona for about an hour and 30 now. it's 7:30pm on a Sunday, you're waiting for your clothes to dry after washing them. It's been 2 months since your last kill, and seven months since randy. It was fall now and the weather was getting colder, which only meant even less people roaming the streets. Even less chances of possible witnesses. Despite that, your overwhelming urge to kill quickly had worn off. with only one slip up over the last few months — an accidental run in with a local cop after a kill, who, lucky for you, 100% believed your excuse of it being “that time of the month” when he asked about the small dried blood stain on your clothing. You didn't really find it necessary to kill so fast. With no one on your ass, you could take your time and enjoy experiencing each state while killing a disturbing man you came across occasionally here and there.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ Your mind started to drift off before you heard boots scrapping across the bumpy pavement, swiftly catching your attention. That was the first time you saw her. She caught your attention from the get go, her auburn hair caught by the golden evening sunlight — she wore brown jeans and an old looking cardigan with a white shirt underneath. You stared at her as she stood outside the door holding a bar of clothes, digging in her jean pocket for some cash before stepping inside, you, slowly following behind. There weren't many women you came across during your killing spree. None that weren't being harassed by your next victim at least. and definitely none that looked like her. You tried to be subtle about the fact you were watching her, taking your clothes out of the dryer and placing them back into the washer as she did with hers. You didn't notice that she noticed, but neither of you said a word to each other. You were the only ones in the laundromat besides the older lady behind the counter closely focused on the tv hanging along the wall next to her. It was quiet, and beyond awkward as you both sat on opposite sides of the room waiting for the washers to go off, then switching to a dryer. You didn't tend to put a hit out on someone you were seeking a ride from, you always let fate put someone in your hands and trusted that they'd get you to where you needed without harm (the fact you had a gun and a knife, and weren't afraid to use either also helped). But there was something different about the way she carried herself that made you desperate to ask her, or at least find out where she was going. Maybe it was the fact you were touch strived, or maybe it was the fact you had been surrounded by men for months on end and wanted to have a conversation with a woman who wasn't in need of your help. Whatever it was, you always knew to follow through with your gut.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ Her clothes dried faster than yours. you watched again as she unloaded the dryer and put her clothes back into the bag she had brought them in, before walking out. Once she was out of the door, you rushed to be sure you don't miss her — unloading your own, still damp clothing. You waited until she was fully in her truck, keeping a slight distance as she pulled out of the parking lot. Following a few feet behind, the cool air hit your face as you stood at the end of the lot, watching her truck in the distance stop, not too far from where you stood, before it pulled into a local diner. You wasted no time making your way down the street towards the same building, determined to catch and speak to her this time.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ The bell above the door rang loudly as you stepped inside, a whiff of black coffee hitting your nose immediately upon entry. you noticed her the second you sat down — she was sitting alone, at a table not too far from where you were, a coffee already in her hand. there was a chance she noticed when you walked in, maybe her eyes turned to the door the second she heard the bell like everyone else did. or maybe she didn't care, either way, she didn't look up from the newspaper she had laid on her table. you didn't bother to order anything, unsure of how long she'd be there, you couldn't take the risk of being too indulged in your food and miss her. About 30 minutes passed before she stood up and tucked in her chair. She left a tip on the table and just as she was about to get away, you acted fast. "hey” you called out to her, a bit louder than you meant to which made you cringe, but it did the job — grabbing her attention. she paused with her hand on the truck door, her foot about to climb up before she stepped back down and turned slightly towards you. "Sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you just — um… are you heading out of town? i could use a ride if you got room" you asked looking over towards her open truck door, adjusting the bag on your shoulder. She stared back at you for a minute before she spoke, her emotion was hard to read which irritated something in you — after months of reading men like a book, she was the first person whose words you couldn't make out in your head before they were actually spoken. “What makes you think I’m going far?” she questioned, raising an eyebrow. You bit the inside of your cheek and sighed to yourself before answering; “ah i dunno... just figured i'd ask instead of wasting time tryna flag someone down". She looked you over again as you spoke, but it wasn't the way a man would, it was almost like an evaluation. "ya got anyone waiting on you?" she questioned, a question that confused you but you answered anyways — "no one" you said shaking your head. your response seemed to satisfy her as she nodded her head towards the passenger side. "c'mon then". it wasn't thorough, but it was enough to get you going. you wasted no time following her words, hopping inside after her and closing the door behind you. The inside of the truck smelled like pine and something metallic, old blood maybe, or just rust. The seemingly old seats squeaked under your weight as you adjusted yourself and fastened your seatbelt — taking your bag off and placing it on your lap.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ You were both quiet when she pulled out of the diner, and you remained quiet for lord knows how long into the drive. If you were being honest with yourself, what could you possibly say? this was the first time youd been in contact with a girl ... like her, in nearly forever. it was also the first time you ever felt something besides the thrill you got from killing. you weren't sure what the feeling was, but it was something different. she was the first to break the silence, looking at you fidgeting with your bag before she sighed and imitated a conversation. "so, what's your name?" You looked over at her, her eyes completely focused on the road now. you graced over her, noticing the way her slightly veiny hands gripped the steering wheel. "do i have to tell you" you responded, and she shrugged, "You don’t, but i did let you into my truck without running a background check. would at least be nice to know what to call ya" she responded and you hesitated. she did have a point you thought — and therefore you complied — speaking your name just above a whisper, slightly hoping she wouldn't catch it, but of course, she did. "alright then y/n. i'm Ellie.” She reached over and turned the volume up on the radio just a little after speaking, an old country song you couldn't recognize the name of hitting your ears. "Nice to meet you Ellie.. and thanks ... you know for the ride and all" you replied and she hummed in response. "how far y'lookin 'to go?" Ellie asked, her fingers tapping the steering wheel along to the along just slightly, though enough for you to notice. "not sure really. guess as far as you're willing to put up with me for". you really didn't know where you were going without a target out on the next victim. It was a weird feeling to be chasing practically nothing for once, and without fully understanding why you decided to chase it. But it was too late to back out, and there was nothing in your mind telling you to do so. How it would go from here was unknown, for once, things weren't completely in your control, there was no secret mind game to play — just fate and whatever slip of hope you had left from home.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ You drove mostly in silence for about another hour or two after that. The same few songs played over and over again on the radio, Ellie changing the station every once in a while, though there wasn't much change in the music itself. You stared out the window for the majority of the silence. There wasn't much on your mind to debrief about — the situation at hand didn't have much gravity to it and overall you've already gone over every possible thought about the last seven months of your life. so, you waited until Ellie eventually spoke again once she got to a red light. "Do you always hitchhike with strangers?" she asked, her voice lower than it had been before. you glared at her — trying to read whether it was a joke or an actual question, quickly giving up when you realized you still couldn't read past her. "Guess so" you answered somewhat emotionless, not wanting to give up too much detail, and she hummed again. You drove for another hour or so, before Ellie pulled into a small roadside motel, the neon sign flickering like it was struggling to stay alive. There were two other cars in the parking lot but nothing else that really caught your eye. “Alright" she spoke, pausing to shut off the radio and turn the car off before speaking again. "can either come in with me or catch another ride, m'not driving throughout the night" she said. You nodded at her and she turned to get out of the truck, you — taking an extra moment before getting out. It was already nearing 1am, so you couldn't blame Ellie for stopping. but the idea of staying alone with a stranger overnight, somehow didn't bother you as much as it should've. more so, having no prey at this moment didn't bother you either. Rather, the idea that she could possibly be the dangerous one didn't cross your mind, you only felt relief. relief that you have some sense of normalcy for a moment — as normal as being a runaway turned serial killer could possibly be. Staying at different places for months alone had its ups and downs, but you'd be lying to yourself if you said you didn't miss having some sort of contact with another human being — one that wasn't on your hit list at least. and therefore, you followed behind her.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ The room she paid for was surprisingly clean despite the outside look of the motel itself. the curtains were stained a bit yellow and there was dust amongst the tables, but besides that nothing seemed particularly bad. The only major flaw that caught your eye — being the singular bed. the lady working at the front desk, insisting they didn't carry doubles. Ellie tossed her bag onto the chair and unzipped it slowly, pulled out a pack of gum and offered you a piece. You shook your head and sat on the edge of the bed. Your demeanour was more awkward than usual, it was slightly funny to you — the way you caught yourself being filled with such a confusing feeling after spending so long having others that way. Ellie leaned against the lone tv stand across from the bed, studying you for a moment before speech. “you ever gonna tell me why you were following me back there?” she asked. So she did notice you thought to yourself. Your natural reaction was to shrug. “I just had a feeling about you I suppose... i dunno". “feeling,” she repeated with an almost mocking scoff, “ya always go with your feelings hm?" she asked on, this time you were willing to give in slightly with more detail. Whether it was the lack of sleep or the fact you finally got a good look at her now that she was standing directly in front of you — whatever it was, made you feel a sort of desperation to be heard that you never felt before. She was still a stranger, you reminded yourself in your head. But there was something drawing you towards her that was almost magnetic. "most the time, they tend to be right" you replied. “can't say they've ever led me to... this though" you add. “this?” she asked, raising an eyebrow, her tone only got lower as the night went on it seemed. “this" you said again standing up, without really meaning to. it was unusual, like your body had a mind of its own and moved with the pace of your words. there was a rushing feeling in your blood, but for once, it wasn't the type of rush you got from murdering. This one was unfamiliar — but not the slightest bit less thrilling. You were close to her now — you didn't mean to move like that, but she didn’t back away at your movement, and you didn't think to stop yourself. For a moment, you were both still, so still it almost hurt. Then slowly, her hand came up and hovered near your jaw, not quite touching, but close enough to make you flinch at first — Ellie only letting out a soft chuckle at the sight. “you're real strange y'know" she muttered low. You tilted your head slightly which caused her lingering fingers to brush against your skin. with a small smirk you responded "yeah?", ellie nodding. "well so are you" you added, lookin down at the short distance between yours and her feet. You hadn't realized just how close the two of you got, until her hand was on your face. She reached down towards your chin, tilting your head up for your eyes to meet hers, her hand now sliding toward your jaw again. It caught you off guard, but you didn't pull back or ask her to stop as she pulled you in for a kiss. It wasn't soft or slow. It was sudden and rough, like both of you were touch strived and waiting for this exact moment to slap you in the face. her mouth tasted like gum and old coffee, but you were so in tune with her — it didn't matter, all you could do was kiss her back. So desperate, it was like you’d die if you didn’t. When you broke apart, she stared at you for a short moment, as if she was actually looking for a sign of discomfort from you. one, that of course couldn't be found — as you were more than comfortable enough now, to pull her back in for another one.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ellie's hand dragged down your thigh, the two of you slowly moving towards the bed — your mouths still attached with every movement. she pushed you down onto the shockingly soft mattress, her lips moving from yours and making their way to your jaw, then your neck. you let out a shaky breath in response to her take over, which caused her to lift up from your skin. she leaned down to place another softer kiss on your lips this time, before cupping your face and speaking — her touch, more gentle than you could've ever expected. it was like her skin melted perfectly into yours, spiking a feeling you longed for. "tell me if you want to stop" she spoke above a whisper, words you wouldnt have guessed, though they only made you ache for her even more. "please.... keep going" you spoke through heavy breathes, Ellie smiling just a bit at how worked up you had already become. her lips attached back to your skin, making their way across your body as her hands were rubbing up and down your thigh for a moment — before she began to toy with the fabric underneath your skirt. She didn't question you this time, your body naturally grinding up against her hand being enough of an invite as she pushed aside the fabric. "fuck" you gasped as her fingers came in contact with your cunt. she teased you for a minute, brushing a finger up and down your slit as you desperately chased some form of friction — ellie letting out a scoff in response to the image. "ya really need this huh?" she spoke, your eyes locking onto hers while she practically taunted you. "mm y-yes-" you were cut off by your own moans as she pushed apart your folds, rubbing circles on your drenched clit. "god... already so wet f'me honey" she spoke, ans you let out another whine in response. "s'all okay.. i'll take good care of you” Ellie informed, her fingers now making their way to your entrance as she lowered herself down towards your legs. her movement was gentle, enough for you to fully take in every finger she carefully pushed into you. she started off slow, pulling in and out of you and paying close attention to your expression — how pathetic you looked trying to stay quiet while she fingered you. It was hard at first, but even harder once she started eating you out. her tongue, like a magnet to your clit. she sucked on you like it was her first and last meal — like she had to savour every moment of it. "e-ellie .. god it's too much please" you whined, unsure of what you were begging for — all Ellie could focus on was how good you tasted, how good you sounded for her, completely under her strength. "you taste amazing" she mumbled, her fingers speeding up their pace as her mouth stayed attached to your cunt. "prettiest pussy I've ever had" she added, and you let out a louder moan in response, quickly shutting yourself up when you caught it. but she wasn't having it, "don't ... don do that ... wanna hear you" she ordered, and you obeyed.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ you moans rang throughout the walls as ellie took her time with you. eating you out with her fingers buried inside of you — it was an overwhelming sensation you never wanted to end. "el.." you couldn't make out her full name through your moans, you were more than close — on edge, but she didn't stop. "i know .. c'mon baby i wanna taste you.. let go f'me" she assured you, not that you could really hold back with the way she was fucking you. "mm it's soso good please don't stop ... i'm gonna-" you let out a mix of moans and soft whines in response to her words. and as your orgasm came over you — you caught yourself inside of your head once again. thoughts were finally becoming coherent. but they were nothing close to negative, nothing close to what you had ever thought before. you were having sex with a complete stranger. you were giving into sex with a complete stranger, and it didn't feel bad. she didn't feel bad. there was no sense of guilt or worry. you we're completely indulged in her, just as she was you.

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ You dozed off not too long after she was done with you. Ellie, who was ever so gentle with you once you came down from your high, treating you like a vase that could crack any moment — cleaned you up with care, offering to run you a bath and repeatedly apologizing for bruises that started to form on your inner thighs. Your body was sore in a way you hadn’t felt in years. but it wasn't from running this time, it wasn't from fighting or violence — only from the touch of another. the touch you allowed to be there. It was almost unsettling how good it felt. The motel room was quiet when you turned over again. The sheets were barely draped across your hip as you drifted in and out of sleep — your eyes struggling to open fully, though coming apart just enough for you to notice the space in bed beside you, empty with ellie's indent left in it. Your breath hitched, but you didn't move. your eyes and ears came into focus slowly, but once they did — you heard it. the soft shuffle of movement at the foot of the bed. A faint rustle. You turned your head only a bit, not enough to make a noise — and that's when you saw her crouched low, her back to you. Ellie’s hands were deep in the front pocket of your bag, the sight of it making you feel as if your heart had slammed against your ribs. you were frozen solid as you watched her quickly move throughout your belongings — your breath getting stuck in your throat when she slowed down. That's when you watched her closely. ellie stood up — the edge of a photograph clutched between her fingers before she placed it on the table and leaned back down, pulling out another. then another. then another. "fuck" you whispered to yourself, closing your eyes before she could notice you awake.

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this is my first fic since january ... i promise it will get better with part two. tag list ; @dykeadvocate @abigaillovestoread @mabermaple @imdrowningindispair @dyk3ang3l @ellieshothousewife @lotudolly @euph0riafilms

#🫧 sena #ellie x reader #abby x reader #abby the last of us #abby tlou #ellie x fem reader #abby x you #ellie x y/n #ellie x you #ellie the last of us #ellie williams x y/n #ellie willams x reader #ellie williams tlou2 #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellabs x reader #ellie williams #ellie williams texts #ellie tlou

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angelskills · 1 year ago

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Can you do Choso reacting to the reader casually referring to him as their husband for the first time?

a/n: hello! thank you sm for requesting :) chosos reaction would be soo cute! I'm not sure if you wanted fluff or smut, so i added both! sorry for posting so late, also NOT PROOF READ!

"He's my husband"...

warnings: riding, teasing, p in v, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, doesn't pull out(birth control), whimpering, penetration, idk what else.

characters: choso, your friends

intro: your friend, Yumi, offers to go on a double date to catch up on your lives.

You and Choso have been engaged for about 3 months now. You guys dated for about 4-5 years until Choso finally proposed to you. You both agreed on moving in together after the proposal. You must admit that agreeing to move in together was the BEST decision ever. You always woke up to him making breakfast for both of you guys, you never went to sleep mad at him, and it was just... perfect.

Choso knew your friends. You always gossiped about them (not shit-talking, just about the drama they have) to him and he listened to every detail VERY well. He knew every single thing about your friends.

Since you guys haven't hung out in a long time, one of your friends, Yumi, wanted to go on a double date. She was all the way in California for about 4 months, meaning you both had a lot of catching up to do.

After trying to convince him, Choso finally agreed to go, you know he can't say no to you.

You guys were finally at the restaurant at a table for four, talking to Choso as you waited for Yumi and her date.

"Y/N!!" Yumi yelled out, running towards you.

You smiled, standing up from your seat to give her a hug. "New man every day, huh?" You whispered in her ears, teasing her. Yumi slightly pinched your arm before sitting down. There's nothing wrong with Yumi, just the fact you see her with different men every week, guess every man she meets is always a red flag.

"I hear you guys are engaged," Yumi speaks, looking at you and Choso.

"Mhm," You say wrapping your arm around Choso's, "He's my husband now."

Choso turned red. So red, that man was BLUSHING. His face went rosy-cheek. This was the first time you actually called him husband. Even though you guys have been dating and are now engaged, he has never heard you call him your husband. This was new to him.

While you, Yumi, and her date were talking and gossiping, all Choso could think about is the fact you called him your husband. Husband. Husband. 'My husband'. Those words rang in his ears. He couldn't get it off of his mind.

After eating, you and Yumi finally decided to go home. It was like, what, 12am now?

On the ride home, Choso didn't seem to talk as much. His face was red, red to the point you thought he had a fever.

"Bae? You okay?" You worry, placing your hand on his head to see his temperature.

Choso gulped, he was so embarrassed to tell you this.

"That's why you weren't talking the whole time?" You laugh, making fun of Choso, "Because I called you my husband?" You were lying on the sofa. Choso sat beside you, letting you place your legs on his lap. This might've been weird for you guys to do before, but you both did so many weird things together, that this didn't even mean anything.

Choso always gets flustered easily, and it wasn't making it any easier for him now that you were making fun of him.

"You never call me husband, it's a... it's a new thing." He mumbles, leaning on the sofa.

"Can you get me a glass of water, husband?" You teased, doing a silly face.

You calling him husband again, wasn't helping him, at ALL.

"Stop..." He cleared his throat, his eyebrows furrowing.

Hearing you say husband again and again turned him on so much. Especially with your voice, the word husband. He could feel the bulge in his pants. He palmed it, trying to hide his boner from you.

Sitting up, you were confused, why wasn't he saying anything? Until you noticed his hand on his crotch, you knew what was happening.

You smirked as you crawled on his lap, poking his hand for him to move it.

Choso gulped as you placed yourself right against the bulge in his pants. Choso's size was big. Big for someone like him. You nearly blacked out when you both first had sex. That dick was WORLD-ending.

He appears innocent, yes, the man who buys you flowers whenever possible, the man who chases and follows you around, the man who writes poems for you, is the same man who has you a moaning mess, dumb on his cock every time.

Tears were rolling down your face. Him and his fucking stamina. Choso was fucking you through your fourth orgasm. You were a fucked out mess on his lap. His hands were on your waist, lifting you up and then letting you drop on his cock. The pleasure was overwhelming for you, you were just babbling and moaning, not being able to speak a word. His length kisses your cervix with each one of his deep thrusts, his hands placed on your ass, and his fingers digging in your flesh. His thrusts made you see stars every time, had your toes curling, and made your eyes roll back.

"Hngh.. f-fuck." He whimpered, as he jerked his head back, his fingers digging in your waist, leaving marks.

You felt another orgasm build up inside of you, your hands were placed on Choso's shoulders as you were riding him. He's even noisier than you are at this point. Loud whimpers, groans, and expressions from your warm and wet pussy clenching around him so tightly. Your nails were leaving little red marks on his shoulder, which is like a reward to him because he knows that you're making him feel good.

You were so close to your orgasm. You managed to whimper out a whiny "Choso...!", your pussy clenching around him even tighter.

"Haah, holy s-shit..." His voice cracked as he was interrupted by whimpers, feeling you tighten around him.

You felt like you were in heaven, your orgasms around his cock made a little ring around it.

He sped up his pace, his thrusts now bruising your cervix, his grip on your waist tightening. Your eyes rolled back, his fast and deep thrusts blurring your vision.

"F-fuck... wanna s-see you milk my cock ple-ase baby, o-oh my god..!" He whimpered, breathing heavily.

That sweet innocent man was fucking you as if he hated you. He hit your G-spot again and again, finally making you cream around his cock.

His eyes almost rolled back after he felt you milk his length and tighten around him.

All it took was a few more deep thrusts before he finally reached his orgasm. He made sure to have his cock deep inside of you so he can fill you to the brim, thick ropes of cum spurting out of his cock as he painted your walls white.

After cooling down for a few seconds, he finally lifted you off of his cock. Giving you a little kiss before carrying you to the bathtub to help you get cleaned up.

#jujutsu kaisen #smut #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk x reader #choso smut #kamo choso #jjk choso #jujutsu kaisen choso #jujutsu choso #kamo choso smut #choso kamo x reader #overstim kink #cw overstim #cw smut #choso kamo #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk x reader smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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karmaajr · 6 months ago

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HEYO Y'ALL!!!! I got bored and decided my last intro post was WAY too unorganised (even by my standards frfr 😔😔🙏) so i made a new one!!! hopefully this ones a bit better or else ima light somebody on fire 🥰🥰

anyways dms n asks r ALWAYS open and if ur new to my person/being/blog/existancewhatevs and wanna get to know me or smth then FEEL FREE TO SLIDE IN GIRLYPOPS!!! I'M ALWAYS BORED SOO 😭😭🙏 (might take like, a billion years to reply tho mbmb >:3)

and thus again, without any further ado, MY INTRO POST 😍

🎶 try to strike a chord but it's probably A MINOR 🎶 -> ✨️im under 18✨️ idm nsfw convos tho bcuz theyre funny :D

sooo tbh you can call me whatever you want? like ppl call me different things (eg senka calls me kam, bea calls me keke/kekere bcuz shes 🎶a meanie, a big meanie🎶 my irl bestie westie pookie poo calls me jeena CUZ HES A LIL BITCH) but MHM!!! CALL ME WHATEVER U WANNA <33 (as long as it dont feel masc bcuz my dumbass got issues w feeling masc for some RANDOM STUPID REASON 💀) (like im literally a cis girl why do i got problems w this....... but YAAAA 😭) (she/her btw!!! if that wasnt obvious!! ^^)

✨️i am cringe but i am free✨️

I SOMETIMES USE GENDERED TERMS LIKE GIRLY/BRO/DUDE/ETC BUT I DON'T MEAN IT GENDERED SO IF YOU FEEL IFFY THEN DONT HESITATE TO HMU N TELL ME TO FIX UP MY SHIT

btw im a tad bit of train wreck but if u enjoy the chaos then we'll get along js fine i think pooks 😋😋

anyways it came to my shitty little attention span one day when i was just being a silly lil girly that some of yall think im white when i say im british....... CHAT NOOO IM BORN N RAISED IN THIS TEA RIDDEN COUNTRY BUT ETHNICITY WISE IM BANGLADESHI!??!?! YALL IM LITERALLY A BROWNIE OMFDS 🤧

also a lot of this blog is a bunch of reblogs of shit im interested in BUT I DO HAVE OG STUFFFFFF, THEY'RE JUST IN THEIR OWN TAGS U GET ME??? anyways some of the tags!!!

karmaajr rambles -> for everything i post besides answers to asks :3

karmaajr answers ig :D -> answers to asks ^^

important thing for me to tag bcuz yes -> random thing i really wanna save (also im bad at tagging so sometimes thing has an "s" or tag has an "s" lmfao, ITS A RLLY USELESS TAG TO TRY SCROLL THRU ICL.... RLLY DRY AS WELL)

karmas mum mentions :3 -> i like to think this one explains itself yall 😘

daddy's unhinged -> anything about my sweet ol' pops (who totes cares abt me yall) 🥰

my sister and I -> anything my sister is involved in that i actually remember to tag LMFAO

NOT MY ASS MENTIONING PANIK -> me wanting to save things that r to do w my gf 🫶

BTW HIS @ IS @panikbutt0n AND SHE'S MY MAPLE SYRUP CHUGGING 4LIFER AND LITERALLY THE BEST THING SINCE RIPPED BREAD AND I LOVE HER SO SO SO MUCH SO ACC HIT HER UP PLZ 🙏🙏🙏🙏

btw yall, ur homegirl aint no gatekeeper so the group matching pfp thingy is from @tuturthecarvroom 's blog (n they very skibidi sbg art btw so i do reccomend frfr) and mY HEADER IS OFF GOOGLE SEARCH 😍😍

ALSO I AM CURRENTLY MATCHING WITH THE SILLIEST GROUP EVER FRFR, GONNA TRY @ THEM ALL BUT IT'S HARDDD (my memory is the shittiest thing since That One Time my friend shit his trousers on call w me 💪💪💪)

@lee1504 -> BRAINROTTED KING 🙏🙏

@d011zk1ll -> both kind af and somewhat unhinged??? like both "do a good deed to make somebody else's life easier ☺️" AND "im gonna eat a bicycle :p"

@sketchingwithlyn -> JUST THE CHILLEST GUY EVERRRR!!!!

@rot-decay-erosion -> gramps 🧓🏻 (also known as the desendant of our king garfield 😙✨️)

@afrogwhocantdraw -> RESIDENT BENLOR POOKIE

@low-senka -> the brokest senior citezen youve ever met 💔💔💔💔 (yall need to donate to my guy 🥺🥺🥺)

(also the thing below had me stuck looking at it for literally AGES so hehehehehhehehe GET TRAPPED IDIOT!!!!!! >:3!!!!!)

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anyways i have no clue what else to write!!! which is weird bcuz im a yapper frfr :D

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#karmaajr rambles #important thing for me to tag bcuz yes #karmaajr answers ig :D #karmas mum mentions :3 #my sister and i #daddy's unhinged #NOT MY ASS MENTIONING PANIK #anyways please tell me i did good on this yall 🙏🙏🙏🙏#yall i did good right-#PLSSS #CHAT 🙏🙏

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chal-jeete-hai · 18 days ago

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Your blog feels like a handwritten letter left between the pages of a poetry book in a forgotten library. It’s for those who feel deeply, love silently, and exist softly. It invites one to pause, breathe, and feel.

There's a calm, almost ethereal quality like a dream soaked in melancholy and gentle longing.

The photos in your intro post is a stillness, reflection, and quiet beauty that they don’t scream, they whisper. This gives off a seraphic, almost vintage aesthetic — serene and soulful.

Your blog makes it feel like you're narrating a slow-burning love story with life and self.

Maayra, you come across as someone who sees beauty in vulnerability. There's a beautiful romantic sadness in your posts— like a Sufi or old soul caught between eras.

Water, white, hand in nature, poetry, reblogs with meaningful quotes.

Your blog isn’t just aesthetic; it’s emotive, curated like a visual diary. It’s not loud or trendy but it’s timeless.

— from someone who has lots of time hehe<3

I swear I have absolutely no words 😭😭 WHY ARE YOU SO SWEET????? This is so beautiful I just- I love you soo much :(((

#tara 🌌

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greennoobartist · 4 months ago

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Vidow fans this is for y'all :3

I just wanna show these two some appreciation, so here it is, made at 5am lol

I know that Tumblr isn't really an app for edits but I thought why not :)

The song is called "Mi Gente"

Some yapping ⬇️

Capcut made so many animations pro so this is kinda like might be my worst ever im sorry :(

That is my watermark (frescoprincess_888) that I've been using since forever and i thought about changing it to match my username here but then didn't do it cuz I wanted to keep the tradition so yeah, that's why it differs from my url here

I've been editing for a year or two now but I lost my motivation for such a long time, and when I heard this sound and when these two were having a pyjama party in my head (literally) i thought about showing them some love. I know it's 10 secs long but it's bcuz im kinda like warming up, okay?

I might be making more edits i dunno, capcut made me mad with all the new stuff you have to pay for to use so i dunno if I'll be making more :( ill probably have to find a prototype to make more im not sure

Also I realized that my edit block was for so long that I didn't make an fsa edit until now

Most art is by @/kaenith and @/entiqua, i don't take the credit for it (the reason why most is bcuz there are two pics that aren't theirs either)

I find it funny how i always used to search for pics on Pinterest, but this time i was mainly scrolling through Tumblr lol

The more I replay it the more i think it's off beat :( [Edit: OY FUCK IT'S SOO MUCH OFF BEAT!! IMMA TRY TO FIX THAT!] [Edit 2: ok, uhhh, i tried... I think it's slightly better now... Both capcut and Tumblr are playing against me in this please just cooperate-! ]

I might've messed up with effects lol

This would've taken about 10 minutes instead of an hour if i wasn't replaying it million billion times and if I wasn't screaming over all the new pro stuff lmao XD

The intro is a little reference 👀 i wonder if anyone gets the vision hehe

#capcut edit #edit #my edit <3 #four swords manga #fsa manga #vio link #shadow link #four swords shadow #four swords shadow link #vidow #four swords

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fortunatelyyoungbarbarian · 1 year ago

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Thinking about avatar and bending again. Honestly, I believe myself to be quite knowledgeable on the art of bending, but I still have so many questions.

So idk, I hope someone who understands better than me could give me some insight. Also, discussions around bending stiles are really fascinating.

So, I'll just list the ones we know for sure and then some ramblings and ideas I had.

Like last time, I'll go through the bending stiles based on the atla intro because I can.

Also, I'll be basing this on the rules set up in atla, not tlok. Just fyi.

Water

Waterbending (basic)

Swampbending - just bending swamp water? Can they turn it into ice as well? Don't know why they couldn't but we never saw that as far as I'm aware

Plantbending (?) - not sure if that's the name, but I'm referring to that one guy who bended vines in the swamp. About that, how far does that go? Just vines? I'm no plant expert but I'm sure there are a lot of plants that have the same amount of water in them like vines. So they should bend them too, shouldn't they? That seemingly doesn't take the power of the moon to do that as well.

Bloodbending - the good shit. Being able to control a living being by taking control over the water in their blood. Works only under the full moon (again, I'll be ignoring tlok for this). The question I have here is how far that goes. Theoretically, could they control a corpse? As long as it has blood in it still, of course. Again, I'm no doctor, so idk how long a person keeps their blood after death. Could they constrict the blood flow and make appendages die off? Clod a vein or so? Make someone experience a heartattack?

Sweatbending - bending sweat. Duh. But does that mean they can bend urine? I'm sure they can bend tears.

Cloudbending

They can suck out the water out of stuff as Hama shows Katara. So can they suck out the water out of people? Dry out our eyes? Idk, stuff like that. I don't know why they shouldn't be able to do so

Mistbending - I don't know if that's in the show tbh. But it should be pretty much like cloudbending so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Earth

First of all, I don't know what the fuck earth really is. Like I googled it, but I'm still confused. So if someone could clear that up for me, I would appreciate it a lot xD.

Earthbending (basic)

Sandbending

Metalbending - they should be able to bend weapons, right? Like swords. They can levitate swords. They can fight from a distance with a sword.

Lavabending

Crystalbending - I'm talking about Aang when they were in Ba Sing Se, when he made himself an armour out of the crystals. That opens the question on what earth really is. Like it's minerals, isn't it? Idk about that. But if you can bend minerals, that means they can bend a lot more, can't they? Again, they could make weapons with that and use them as I explained with metalbending.

Colebending - can they make diamonds out of them? I don't see why not, diamonds are just cole with a lot of pressure. But does that mean they could bend diamonds?

Mudbending - self-explanatory imo. But could they separate the earth part from the water? I think so

Glassbending - I've heard about this before from the fandom, but idk. Is glass the same as sand or does it change it's... uh... element? Idk. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Bonebending - I've heard that a few times as well but idk. As I said, I'm not sure what earth even is and I also don't know what bones are as well soo ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Symmetric sense - don't know if it counts as bending tho

Fire

Firebending (basic)

Lightningbending

Combinationbending

Mistbending - I mean, mist is basically hot water right? So could they bend the heat there and bend the mist through that?

Heatbending - with that I mean being able to put heat into stuff and suck it out. I would say fire-breathing counts as well. Again, I don't see why they couldn't.

Lavabending - I would use the same explanation as for the mistbending. Again, idk if that would be possible, but it's a neat idea I've seen around the fandom a few times.

Chibending - this is something I'm again not sure about but hear me out: We got chi-blocking, granted, it's from Ty Lee and a lot of people theorise that she's an airbender decent so that could come from there. But at the same time, lightningbending and lightning redirection rely heavily on chi. So that gave me the idea that maybe they can bend their own chi and the chi of others? On the other hand, chi could also be something that everyone has. That would mean that everyone can redirect lightning, wouldn't it though? Again, idk, just a thought.

Heat... sight? - basically, couldn't they feel/ see the heat from living beings? Similar to the symmetric sense?

Air

Honestly, I don't have that much on airbending so my bad ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Airbending (basics)

Sucking air out - like out of lungs or stuff

Temperature regulation

Flight

Earthbending - Ok, listen. Rocks have air bubbles in them, right? So could they bend the air in them and move rocks? They could also blow them up through that, right? Again, just spit balling.

Firebending - again, fire needs air, so could they manipulate fire through air?

Waterbending - same thing here ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Spirit stuff idk - airbenders were the most spiritual so maybe they could spirit bend or something idk.

Again, I would love to hear what other think. A lot of those things are also just ramblings and ideas and I'm no genius so keep that in mind.

#atla #waterbending #earthbending #firebending #airbending #avatar the last airbender #tlok #I guess in a way???#bending in the avatar world is really fascinating #disscussion #ramblings #I think that counts as rambling?

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prouddisneykid · 1 month ago

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1 - Big Fish

[ TW: a bit of moloto / moana x loto in this bc why not :3 - greek mythology is in this <3 ]

AU Character Intro - This has the info of the oc I made in this fic

The moon shone brightly and the ocean almost glowed as Moana and Loto enjoyed the ocean breeze. Loto needed a break, even though she denied it. There were many new festivities ever since the ocean was reunited. Loto’s been working nonstop, building all kinds of boats for racing, and fulfilling special requests for no kind fee. Loto was very energetic in general, so she didn’t mind lacking some rest. But Moana wasn’t having that Loto was seventeen, which wasn’t much younger from herself, but she was still pretty much a teenager who needed her rest.

“Relaxing, am I right?” Moana chuckled seeing Loto looked a lot more calm.

“Yeah.. you weren't lying.” she sighed in relief, chuckling with Moana.

“I’m telling you, you need to learn to take a break Loto! I get it, you're an amazing boat builder, but you don’t have to do it all the time.” she said sitting next to Loto as the ocean took control of the boat.

“And I’m telling you that I’m fine!” she chuckled as Moana sat down. “I enjoy it, and I get enough rest when I need to!”

“Five out of ten hours is enough rest?” she asked with an ‘are you kidding me?’ face.

“For me, it's basically a whole night's rest!” she said putting her hand in the water. “And correction, average hours is eight.” she corrected.

“That doesn’t make it any better!” she laughed watching Loto lean over.

They both sat quietly for a little bit, then Loto leaned back up, in a normal sitting position.

“You know something I was thinking about recently?” she asked out of nowhere.

Moana smiled, Loto many random subject changes if it got quiet for a bit.

“If mermaids and sirens or like nereids exist… you know? From like Greek mythology?” she said looking face to face with Moana.

“Most likely. Demigods and Demigoddesses are real, I mean.. You're talking to one right now aren't you?” she asked with a smile and they both laughed.

“I guess you're right… but perfections a myth, and mermaids can be described as almost perfect soo—” she paused, something had caught their eye, the boat stopped moving too.

“Loto? Are you o-” she paused when she looked where Loto was looking.

A mermaid! A real mermaid! Or what could’ve been a siren… but let’s stick with mermaid. She turned around and met their gaze.

“Woah!” she said in amazement, splashing into the ocean.

Moana and Loto’s eyes followed the mermaid as she fell into the water.”

“Human?” she said, popping her head up near the boat, making Moana screen a little and cover her mouth, and Loto jumped back, a little spooked but with a grin.

“Well I’m human, she's a Demigoddess.” she said bluntly, but amazed at the mermaid.

“Cool!!” The mermaid said in amazement.

“Sorry for the screaming.. You scared us a bit there.” Moana chuckled.

“I’m Loto, this is my dear friend Moana! And what's your name?”

“I’m Melody!” she giggled, but her attention was taken by both pairs of feet. She gently picked up Loto’s right foot.

“I haven’t seen these in a long time… what do you humans call them again?”

“Feet.” Loto chuckled, giggling a little when Melody poked her foot a few times before dropping it.

“What are you doing out here? Shouldn’t you be with a pod?” Moana asked.

“I kinda just come and go.. So I’m usually alone. I don’t mind though, I get company from the sea animals sometimes.” Melody shrugged, resting her arm on the boat.

“I have so many questions! Are sirens and nereids real too? Do the Greek gods really exist? Do you guys turn into sea foam after being on land for too long?” Loto bursted out excitedly.

“Yes, yes, and no!” she answered with the same energy.

Moana laughed, these two were definitely gonna be good friends. They already had the same energy, and Melody barely even seemed frightened by her or Loto.

They spent probably half an hour talking, it had to be midnight by now.

“It’s getting late, we should probably get going.” Moana sighed.

“The Demigoddess? Tired? And the mere human is more than wide awake.” she teased and turned Moana, making Melody giggle.

“Haha, very fun. No, I’m not tired” she chuckled. “This Demigoddess just has worry warts for parents. It was nice meeting you Melody.” she smiled.

“Just a few more minutes! Please?” Loto asked.

“Can I come with you guys?” she said catching Moana and Loto’s attention.

“But.. you have fins?” Loto asked with a small chuckle.

“Yeah but.. after a while they just turn into legs I think. Like… poof!” she said, flipping in the water.

They both paused, a little amazed and confused.

“You never told me that!” she playfully pouted as Moana was still in awe.

“Well.. if you can turn human then… I guess you can come!” she smiled.

Melody did her best to pull herself up, and with Moana’s she got in. She sat next to Loto as the night went on. She watched the stars in amazement, her tail drying into a pair of legs. Soon enough they got passed the reef.

“Okay! We’re here-“ Moana started but paused and laughed when she saw Loto and Melody on her shoulder fast.

“And here I thought I was the ‘tired’ one.” she chuckled.

#disney #disney moana #moana #moana 2 #moana of motunui #moana waialiki #Loto #moana loto #loto lovers #lototasi #Moana au #moana fanfiction

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potpuorri · 6 months ago

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omg i finished serial experiments lain !!!

this one has been on my watchlist ever since one of the youtubers i like put out a video on the game (i will play that one at some point). and i did watch it, all 13 episodes, but for a stupid english assignment ??? like way to go, rush the weird 90s mental illness anime for school. it's okay though, i am fully intending to do a rewatch without academic pressures later.

the very first thing i liked about lain is the intro, literally everyone likes duvet, and uh how funny the animation is. i love how bug-eyed lain is almost every episode, and how skrunkly she moves sometimes. it's something that i liked in madoka too. i also love how blinding and yellow it is sometimes. like computer screens and the light coming through a window just turns so white that it hurts my eyes. and with how yellow things are sometimes, it really feels like summer, like the kind of summer that has you sweating in bed, unable to move, and you only have a single ceiling fan that is definitely way too dusty, but it's literally 40 degrees outside so you can't get up to clean. idk it's just something (that might not even be there) that i picked up on.

i also love every shot of the power lines and the boon.aiff that accompanies it. i am just such a sucker for physical evidence of technology, and man i love wires !!!! i love how menacing they look, so big and with a literal red sky behind them, it's soo good.

spoiler territory !!!!

i'm going to be really honest, the plot just wasn't for me. my tastes are for the grounded kinds of shows but also i like big nonsensical plots, and lain just wasn't grounded or big and stupid enough and that's okay. the plot is just not that important to me anyways, like i think it's cool that lain is both human and non-human, but like, i don't really care ? lain is lain to me, and lain is a deeply troubled person who, even if she was the wired itself or something, i strongly relate to. on the whole, lain (the show)'s mysteries is not something i am too interested in, the deep sci-fi bits (omg kids have psychic abilities ??) is not something i really cared about. which is why the game is probably a better fit for me.

also something i've been thinking about is, uh alice and lain. i am all for yuri, even very codependent and toxic yuri, but alice and lain is just not for me. i'm sorry ! i think their friendship is so much more than platonic but doesn't go into romantic at all !! i think lain just wants friends :((

but yeah lain is so cool !! it feels like my brain in a 1998 anime, i love the technology parts and also the parts about being human. it's really just a show that i feel like i should've gotten into a long time ago.

oh and uh, just so you know, lain walks into her room (which is flooded with cooling fluid) with socks on :)

#serial experiments lain #anime #my thoughts

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iamthedamndonutdrawcat · 2 months ago

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Hi 😁 i just wanna read u yap abt something soo do u wanna talk abt ur playlists? Obv some are self explanatory but like still talk abt ur fav and why chose those songs for the character playlists for example! I think thatd be fun!! (Also im curious abt mismatched bcz its such a good playlist iwl)

jumping around silly hehe um THANK YOU FOR THIS PROMPT u got me started now im delving deep into my playlists :D

• mismatched is my remadora playlist actually!!! x

i really wanted some 90s grunge in it bc that's what i think tonks would love & miss world by hole felt sooo perfect for her pre-relationship heartbreak!! how she yearned for him, how angsty she was... same with kieztränen by fynn kliemann, it's essentially a song about a bigcity (berlin) heartbroken & horny manic pixie dream girl. felt fitting

there's a lot of angry getting together music like excuse me mr by no doubt. i feel like the playlist is very tonks pov, her need to be with remus & her feelings throughout the relationship.

& then songs like ingydar, not a lot, just forever & second chances illustrate their later relationship, parenthood & trust

spellbound & lucretia my reflection are there bc theyre wizards&witches and badass and gothic coded and warriors and yeah i need them both at the same time

• my remus playlist x

(while writing this explanation i realise my rjl playlist is actually more about grown up rjl than teeange him!!)

ok so theres a lot of house & dance music in this and i put it there for a reason! the reason is i love city boy remus characterisations & the idea of him drifting through london during the 80s, drunk and the club & the pub & somehow finding happiness in a big city. so! theres a semi-dramatic intro with Max Richter's Spring 1, then some house i found fitting & then period accurate music i associate w remus

i especially love ashes to ashes by bowie, it's so 80s heartbroken junkie remus.

doll parts by hole is first war/80s remus about sirius :p "i love him so much, it just turns to hate / i fake it so real, i am beyond fake / someday you will ache like i ache" ouch!

dieses leben by fynn kliemann is rjl building up his life again & finding sense & purpose post war :') as i said before that entire album is worth listening to/reading through from an rjl perspective

so then there's some songs abt him being just a well respected man (by the kinks haha), a cutie, a helpful soul. then a few songs abt anger issue remus 😍 like we cry together & IFHY are sooooo toxic wolfstar coded omg. and what follows afterwards is mostly vibes or individual songs i found fitting

also the whole city boy remus thing is continued w songs like frieden mit der stadt & ziemlich verplant

• my sirius playlist x

this playlist is an even bigger mess bc instead of house i put classical pieces between the modern music. i just think they perfectly fit his heritage and his theatrics. sooo the opening song is this spoken piece Vokabel 1 by fynn kliemann which gave me major house of black angst. and then just the best most dramatic classical pieces i could find

then the real playlist starts with a forest by the cure bc it reminds me of an essential (to me) atyd scene & then neon kitchen ll, hollow be thy squad, she & it's a man's world to illustrate that MY sirius is a horny rude cunty (bitter) man 💜

there's a lot of soundtrack/voiceless music on there simply bc i adore hallucinating sirius to dramatic music & i think he deserves some pieces dedicated to just him being dramatic & scary & ethereal & songs with lyrics often just don't bring those vibes across. also both the remus & the sirius playlist is really dispalying differnet themes with different grouped together songs + every song has some meaning but like. explaining that would be TOO LONG!

so there's some songs about his internalized homophobia/struggles to open up romantically like: hayloft, fable, once more to see you, carry me out, remember my name, a pearl, alongside the moonlight soundtrack.

passion by the flirts is sooooo slutty sirius!! he IS a slut and he LOVES to flirt and fuck and be promiscuous tyvm. and verbatim by mother mother is just.. literally my bikini sirius fanart vocalised. "i wear womens underwear and then i go to strike a pose in my full-lenght mirror / i cross my legs just like a queer but my libido is strong when a lady is near (etc)" HELLO????

lady stardust by bowie is the sirius song; this is an obvious take its just so perfect

honorable mention to i will never forget by kimya dawson, very sirius growing up & realising his teeange mistakes (either the prank or sirius & peter angst) "i havent forgotten the times that i teased you and everyone else pointed at you and laughed / permanent damage was not my intention but i could not foresee the aftermath of my actions / i was so small / wanted to grow in the eye of my enemy / for a while i felt tall / but they knocked me back down now i'm here on my knees"

and time to pretend by mgmt has recently been reminding me SO MUCH of wolfstar & the marauders all fucking dying in canon "the model will have children, we'll get a divorce / find some more models, everything must runs its course / we'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end / we were fated to pretend"

• my wolfstar playlist x

this is a veryyy old playlist, made it in 2022 when i first read atyd & edited it recently but my music taste from back then is still very obvious. still like it though :)

i don't really want to explain this playlist bc i feel like it's v obvious & just very romantic. the most important songs are:

bros by wolf alice & tongue tied by grouplove. theyre are THE wolfstar during marauders era songs to me. they're so teenage love, young wild & free coded

"shake your hair & have some fun / forget our mothers and past lovers, forget everyone / oh i'm so lucky you are my best friend / oh there's no one, there's no one who knows me like you do" "i'll keep you safe / if you keep me strong" i'm gonna be sick.

• "Meine Playlist Nr. 161" x

i rlly love this one, it's a bit bones and all inspired but ultimately just lowkey fucked up music. i like to listen to this when i'm mad or sad. my upset playlist!

i found the very first song (ITIIITIATIIHYLIHYL by blackshape (i think???)) via youtube. video got recommended to me randomly and i just clicked and watched it and started sobbing uncontrollably. one of my fav songs now

and svik by mork reminds me of my dad bc he's a gigantic blackmetal fan & this is one of the few songs i actually enjoy listening to bc its somewhat melodic lmao. secunda from the skyrim soundtrack also reminds me of him :)

• honorable mention totd, which is a playlist for my favourite unfinished fanfiction when i was still in the heartstopper fandom. yes, this is my coming out, this used to be a major heartstopper blog idc please never speak of it again. i grew out of it in like 2023 but was still reading fanfic for it bc omg the fanfic SLAPPED and especially this one was sooo good. it was like 60k FILTHY NASTY smut + a super emotional storyline abt religious trauma + a student x priest situation. idk i fucked with it HEAVY and then it was never finished lmao. kinda why i searched for a new fandom bc heartstopper was nottt my tea anymore. anyway the playlist is a very literal exploration of the entire fic through songs

• all my other playlists are mainly vibe or genre based

#vee. oh my god. i'm so sorry. i slightly escalated. and i alr was keeping short oh my god #um. if u want to know even more (which i dont think so but i never know). my ask box is there lmao #teheee ty for letting me YAP major style holy shit #ka-pustka #mine #ask #answered #playlist

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the new my roommate is hades is here so let's see if it's any better then the first. It'll go the same as last time, my live thoughts then conclusion/overall thoughts

I still don't like the guy who plays Hades. He's trying soo hard to be edgy and dark but it's so forced.

ahhh exposition about engineering of all things. "You did chemical engineering, why are you taking intro to engineering." "there's different types of engineering Hades. Keep up, you're the immortal one, how do you not know this?" "your lives are insignificant, I can't keep up with every technological advancement, especially these days."

I guess they're trying to put in little bits of educational content like how they said last time that Benjamin Franklin never went to college. But there has to be a better way. But at the end of the day this is just a way to introduce Hephaestus to Thomas, sorry, Homer.

Hephaestus is a nerd, the reminds the teacher of the homework nerd. I do like the jacket though, it's a cool jacket.

soooo the gods just being at this community college is just a known fact? "oh yeah the greek gods? nah that's normal, we had the norse pantheon here last semester. They were great, they threw a ton of amazing parties. Loki was very active in the LGBT group, it was actually pretty cool."

this fucking script god damn. Like I get the message being that "education is important and it's important to always strive to learn new things" but does it have to be so blatant all the time. Is there no such thing as subtly.

all the talking in class is killing me.

Personally if I was trying to show the god of the dead the beauty in humanity and that humans are worthy of caring for I wouldn't drag him to an engineering class of all things. Why not a class on the history of music, art history, a class on literature.

Hermes jump scare, I smiled a little

there's so much exposition

Hades summoned the ghost of Nicola Tesla. why haven't they been booted out for being disruptive???

at least it was pointed out that they're being disruptive to everyone else who are trying to learn

Why is hades being nice and having an emption moment with Thomas Homer? they don't fucking like each other, Hades whole thing is he doesn't care about humanity

this also, just isn't that great of an emotional moment. Like it makes sense Hephaestus is being nice but why's Hades being decent

why was Hephaestus aware of him before they met?

this is a class, not group therapy

I skipped the bit of Thomas Homer standing up to yell at everyone. I got the bit about him telling the teacher to teach everyone and not just praise Hephaestus and yeah, that's fair. If you're going to not explain anything and be a dick of a teach you gotta be equally dickish to everyone

the teacher's a fucking robot. the explains why the teacher knew Hephaestus was a god and why they didn't get kicked out of class

final thoughts are I think that if I was 15 again I'd like it a bit more, back when I was younger and still admired Thomas and worshipped the ground he walked on. But that was a years ago.

Thomas specifically refers to being in a community college, but in community colleges all you can get is an associates degree and credits for a four year school to get a bachelors degree.

The editing, not great, but there was also way less effects, only a dark circle around Hades and the Nicola Tesla ghost being very blue and red lightning when the robot broke that was a few seconds too long.

And of course, Thomas's horribly ill fitting glasses I cannot get over because look at them.

#if the finale is like this I'm not gonna enjoy it #mostly because I've grown up since 2019 when I was deep in the trenches and because I'm here aren't I #and not with the fans still #it took me so long to get through that #ts crit #ts criticism #ts critical

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ivy-diaries · 1 year ago

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‎ ⁎ ‎ ‎ 𓍼 ‎ ‎ ๋ ‎ ◜ &.&. THE IVY INCIDENT ep 1. ◞ ‎ ... ‎ ‎

The intro plays, and Ivy appears on the screen smiling and leaning into the mic to speak. “Hello guys, welcome to my new podcast, 'The Ivy Incident!!’ This has been in the works ever since I stepped into the dive podcast studio when I came here to film the kpop daebak show with Eric so it's soo exciting to finally show you guys this project!” she laughs as the other staff there are heard clapping.

Laughing, she continues "so in this podcast, I invite my friends from the industry and we just you know, talk and share stories! It's a lot similar to Eric's but mine is more personal if you will because all these people are very very close to me and I've known them for a pretty long time! This episode is just gonna be me cuz this is like an introduction for all the first-time listeners who don't know who I am!" “So I heard Diane has some questions prepared for me, so let's get into it!”

“let's start with the basics, yeah? Who is Ivy Jennifer James?” Diane asks her.

“Oh we’re going back to the beginning okay! So as you’ve already mentioned, my name is ivy jennifer james. I was born in New Castle, Australia where I lived till I was five and then I moved to the US where again I lived for five years before moving to Korea when I was eleven. And in korea, i signed with bighit entertainment and when i was asked if i was ready to debut when i was 14 i think? I was like imma do it. So i debuted at 14 under both jype and bighit and the rest is history! And i'm here today hehe”

“What motivated you to pursue a career as a solo artist?”

“Hmm i think ever since i got into bighit, i've always wanted to be a soloist? I'm not really sure why but I always saw myself as a soloist for some reason. Even till now, if you ask my dad he’d say that i was born to do this” ivy laughs and continues “i think ever since i was little ive wanted to something in the field of music and performance”

“Was being a kpop idol your first choice?”

“It was actually! I mean keeping in mind that i started this since i was a literal child, it actually was my first choice. The kids at school did tease me for this but look at me now” ivy chuckles

“Who are your music inspirations?”

“That's a great question and I was literally talking to Jun about this this morning! I dont have one specific inspiration but i think i draw inspiration from any and all artists! I've been pretty inspired by the Beatles and Rolling Stone pretty recently and obviously, Taylor Swift is one of my biggest inspirations out there.”

“Are you a sweet or savory type of person?”

“It honestly depends on my mood if i'm being honest” she laughs hard “now, im craving something savory! I'd kill for some fries right now oh man you’ve perked up my cravings now diane!!”

“What's the last song you listened to?”

Ivy laughs hard and almost tears up laughing “this is actually so funny oh my god the last song i listened to is actually a helium ingested cover of let me love you by justin bieber which yeonjun sung for me yesterday after a party we went to and let me tell you, it was soo funny!!”

“According to you, tell me 3 flaws and 3 qualities about yourself”

“Ooh, three qualities of mine would be, one, I think I'm kind I guess? Second, I'm somewhat responsible, and third and finally, I think I'm a human sized golden retriever because I'm very bubbly and very smiley smiley most of the time! And three flaws of mine are, one, i’m a big overthinker, i just rethink about every single choice or word of mine a little too much. Second, my moods are based on the weather…”

Ivy laughs at the look on Diane's face “yea.. My mood everyday kinda depends on how good the weather is.. That's why I'm not as fond of the rain because it makes me kind of depressed and I just shut myself off most of the time. Third, im a bit of a perfectionist so i expect any and all things to be a little too perfect.. If its not what i expect it to be, i just leave that and will not ever touch on it again and i know i should change these things and i am trying so.. yeah “

“okay, something similar but three things you like and three things you dislike”

“I don't like these types of questions!!” she laughs “it makes me think too much to give an answer!! But anyways… hmm three things i like are, one, my husband” she giggles as a small blush is seen on her cheek “well it's true!! I wouldn't have married him if I didn't like him would I?” she giggles “second, i really love what i do so, my career and third, my loved ones! I love my friends and family because they've stuck with me through thick and thin and I'm really grateful for that!” she smiles and gives the camera a little hand heart

“three things i hate are.. Hmm lets see… one, people who do not value privacy. I've said this multiple times and i'll say this again but I do love my fans.. I love them a lot and I wouldn't be here without them. But there are some people who claim that they are fans but do unhinged stuff to get close to me. And like that's why I've sued some people for not valuing my privacy. I got hate for it but honestly I don't care when the privacy and the lives of the people i love are at stake."

"Second, coming back to a slightly normal side, I absolutely hate the smell of fish. I don't know if it's cuz im vegetarian but I always throw up whenever I smell it and third, coming back to a more serious side, I hate the fact that most people on the internet feel like it's their right to comment on us as celebrities or idols or as performers. It's so irritating that they don't even feel sorry for what they say. They don't know how much we over think it and it slowly becomes an insecurity that takes years to wear off.”

“Okay this is your second to last question and the question is, For listeners who may not have heard your music before, can you recommend a few songs that best represent your sound and artistic vision?”

“That is a really good question, oh my god! So I think my discography is quite diverse and I have a lot of songs for different kinds of people who like different things. So the top three songs that i’d recommend to people are, one, vengeance as its called. There's no explanation for that song but I loved making it and loved singing it so that's the first song and second, I have a song called lovers in the night that i co wrote with seori which I absolutely loved and we had a great time writing the song. And third I think is, my whole album called “for us.” which i wrote with yeonjun and its songs dedicated for each other and hence called for us!”

“Okay… last question, can you give us any hints of the upcoming guests you have here?” Diane asks, smiling knowingly. Ivy giggles and wiggles her fingers across the camera

“Well I guess I can.. But most of my friends have not given me exact dates of their free schedule so even i’m not really sure on whos coming” she laughs at herself “so that's all i can tell you now because that's just all i know so” she just shrugs as she smiles.

“That's it for this episode and I hope you guys enjoyed this. I'm so excited for all the things we have in store for you guys and I hope you look forward to it!! So this has been ivy so far and thank you for listening to the ivy incident! Have a good day or good night bye!!”

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⋆ priya says ˒ so this is not proofread so read at ur own risk lol <33 but if you've come this far,, please reblog with the bow emoji (🎀) so I know that readers are interactive and writers get the credit they deserve!! so lmk who you want to see on ivys podcast and any feedback tbh!! Happy reading!!

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