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y’all we need to stop yearning…. we are SCARING the HOES

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A masc w a mask lolzzzz

Happy October i luv my binder

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I love my little Pookie snookie bear sm its not healthy

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“YOU WANNA SEE SOME PUSSY?!”

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My kin list

Chica fnaf

Mae and bea night in the woods

Snorlax Pokémon

Sally face

Chloe lis

Julie ladybird

Sara piggy

Beverly marsh It

Jake the dog adventure time

Shaggy scooby doo

Jinx arcane

The host from the episode ‘the witness’ on love death and robots. I love that clown <3

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I'm dyinnnngggggg to see a ellie x plus size f reader fic where ellie just can't get enough of them. Like just insane amounts of verbal worship and body adoration.

happy kinktober horny fuckers

Sweat caramelized your skin as it pressed against hers. Fire meeting fire each time she thrusted against you while her fingers dug into the soft, fluffy skin that rounded your hips and made two perfect places to grab and bruise. All for her. Every inch. Carved perfectly.

Ellie's grunts and sweet whispers were muttered right beside your ear as her clit kissed yours over and over, proclaiming it's love for yours. Both of your bodies leaking cum and coating each others thighs all the while the girl kissed your neck and tear covered cheeks.

You wondered if you were even on Earth anymore.

"So pretty..." Her hand caressed your face and ran along your forehead, forcing you to meet her eyes. "Fuck... how can you not love this?" Green irises trailed down, looking over your body making you feel hotter than you already were. Suddenly so shy under her stare.

"My pretty girl." She huffed, looking you over while humping herself against you. The entire bed rocking with her as she moved and her palms cupping your body like it was a fragile piece of porcelain. Something she could snap in half with too much force, but she wasn't fucking you with any more sweetness then that.

"Ellie- Ellie slow down-" She shook her head, pressing her forehead to your own. "But you feel so good princess, c'mon, you wanna be good for me right?" You whined, grabbing at her and leaving little red lines along her pale skin that would last for days.

"Y-yeah-"

"That's my girl. Fuck you feel so good baby... look how good you make feel."

Ellie, for only a few seconds, lifted her hips to show the wetness between your hot silhouettes. A little gasp escaping your lips at the sight.

"Fuck Y/n, see what you do to me?" She ran her thumb against your clit, slowly moving down to tease your hole while listening to you cry out.

"And my dumb little baby thinks she isn't pretty..."

God you were so stupid to ever think anything ever.

a/n: i felt brain dead writing this so sorry if this is bad

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About Me

I don’t wanna reveal my name so call me Al

19

I’m chubby 👌

I’m gender-fluid they/he/she in that order

I don’t really like labels bc of how suffocating they can be but that’s my opinion as a fluid person.

Mostly masc presenting irl, I’m queer and a trans inclusive rad fem. TERFS fuck off.

DNI if ur a minor (for obvious reasons) DNI if ur a cis man. No I don’t hate men this tumblr is just for the girls gays and trans slays not for u, DNI if ur transphobic racist or homophobic, and fatphobic. We can be empathetic and learn from mistakes but if ur openly online saying micro or macro aggressions and not willing to apologize or learn from it ur gross.

I’m still unlearning a lot of limiting small minded beliefs so if I ever say or do anything fucked up call it out, I’m not afraid of taking responsibility and changing my actions.

I wanna create a change in the fandom space here, bc one thing that hasn’t changed on tumblr is white skinny beautiful fem people are put on a pedestal. We are all attractive and deserve love, and I intend to represent different readers w different bodies and skin colors bc I’m honestly sick of the romanticized notion of euro centric beauty I see that’s been perpetuated since I was a child.

Im autistic as fuck

I love women (I need a hug)

I’ve always wrote fics and read a shit ton of books. I also do art and write poetry, but this is a fandom acc. Idk if I’ll make an acc for my art only or not. Used to be a watt pad girlie. Finally joined tumblr after I left it back in 2016 grunge tumblr traumatized me /hj

Btw my pfp is actually me so hi☠️ if you know me irl DO NOTTTT read my fics I’m begging

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Aloy baby you are not slick. I saw that

She did this multiple times btw, if I’m remembering right lmao

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not to complain and be a party pooper but do all of your readers have to have long hair that flows in the soft breeze? and sticks to the skin when wet?

do all of them have to turn pink/red/“brighten furiously”?

do all of their knuckles have to whiten?

do they all have to wear the same boring sundress?

because these non descriptive readers always come across as white lol and if not the reader than the OC is white too lol

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I’m so funny guys

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Should i post my fanart soon??? Idkkk

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[ dina, abby, ellie, and reader in a poly! relationship: a kitchen setting ]

it's dinner time. who regularly puts together meals in the relationship? obviously, it's none other than dina. she knows her way around the kitchen. it's certainly not surprising that dina is a talented cook. she never fails to make her meals appear appetizing, and best believe, her food is always well-seasoned. overall rating, 100/10 because she always provides excellent meals that never fail to satisfy those who enjoy them. but of course, she wouldn't be able to do all that without someone's help.

this is where abby comes into the picture. she is in charge of tasting dina's cooking. typically, she has her arms crossed over her chest while waiting next to the dark-haired girl as she stirs the stew in the pot, keeping a close eye on it. the latter would take a spoonful of the soup and blow on it afterward so that abby wouldn't burn her tongue. since this had grown into a routine, abby would automatically open her mouth and take a careful taste of it.

"needs more salt and cayenne pepper. also, maybe a bit of that thing—the mary one?" "the rosemary?" "yeah, that one."

what about the reader? they are normally the one who observes everyone while perched on the counter top. not that they are not capable of cooking; in fact, dina and abby trust them more than anyone else in the kitchen. however, they just prefer to avoid exhausting them with things they can handle themselves. abby would occasionally slide between their legs, kiss them softly on the lips, and then nuzzle their noses together. considering she understands that the reader hates feeling useless, she sometimes offers the reader something to do that doesn't involve much work.

"doll, can you get me a napkin?" "okay!" "and don't run." "aye aye, captain!" "you're weird." "you're weirder."

well, ellie is...ellie. she usually is not allowed to step foot into the kitchen unless everything is set and ready to be served. let's just say that ellie has the tendency to be prone to accidents and harm herself without even trying. this started when she wanted to do something nice and make breakfast for her partners. everything was going well—until it wasn't.

she prepared the pan with hot oil, cracked some eggs inside, and watched as they cooked. when the eggs were almost done, ellie proceeded to turn them with a spatula, but things didn't go according to plan. she reached for it without taking a second to consider what she was doing, and the hot oil splattered all over her hands, making her cry out in absolute pain. when they heard the loud crash from the kitchen, everyone (dina, abby, and you) rushed down the stairs, where they found ellie curled up on the floor with her hands on her chest, her green eyes shining with tears.

after that, she was never again allowed to be enter the kitchen. ever.

© m-3-ijiworld. do not repost, translate, plagiarize, or claim my works as your own.

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Hey so I’ll be getting busy soon with school, I have loads of ideas, I wanna see more masc, and different body type/skin tones representation in my fics So I’ll try my best to uphold to that. Probably won’t be posting a lot but I have 3 ideas

Abby Anderson x stripper!reader

Ellie x Dina x reader

And finally

Ghostface!Chloe x reader (life is strange)

Anyways, whichever one is wanted more I’ll write when I come back! Bye for now

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texts with modern!ellie, part two

summary: ellie is a loser and also a little obsessed with having a family with you (and it's starting to show).

notes: thank u sososo much to everyone who liked the first part! i was not expecting that at all lol but here's more of the silliness!

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Truth or Dare? Chapter 2

MINORS/MEN DNI OR I WILL ARISE FROM THE DEAD TO EAT YOUR FIRSTBORN

Masc!reader x Ellie

Chapter 1

Lol this chapter will basically just be smut and a lil fluff. What can I say, I like porn with plot😀, jealous Ellie.. 😩 alcohol usage, fighting 4 dominance, fingering, eating out, slapping, strap, hair pulling, name calling, choking, sucking the strap (I’m going to hell)

Authors note: first time writing smut since i was like 16 (I’m 19) please be patient with me

Dina grumbled out and sat up sleepily from her sleep. To her surprise she was the first one awake and she made it her business to wake you both up after getting dressed. She eats a piece of beef jerky and pulls on her doc martens (after all she is a bisexual hot mess) and she yells. “GOOOOODDD MORNING!” And unzips Ellie’s tent. To her surprise, Ellie wasn’t there. She raises her eyebrow and then realizes. She smiles and walks to your tent. “HEYYY i dont know if y’all are naked but we gotta get packed up you gays!” She says and kicks the entrance to your tent and laughs, going to over to her tent to pack. You and Ellie wake up groggily, and you realized Dina was going to have a fucking field day when you told her about what happened.

“Good morning handsome.” Ellie says and pulls you closer. You blush. “H-hi,” you say and return her touch.

“I really don’t want to get up but we have too. Or Dina will get us.” She says lazily kissing your cheek and rolling over, and getting up to roll up her sleeping bag.

“Yeah she will. And I agree I just wanna be in your arms all day.” You say, you still couldn’t believe this was real.

She laughs gently and rubs her tired eyes and exits your tent.

“Soon I promise.”

Almost as soon as Ellie steps out of the tent Dina is whooping so fucking loud. “DAMMMNNNNN BITCH, DID YOU LEAVE MY BEST FREIND IN THERE UNABLE TO WALK OR SOMETHING?” She says and Ellie rolls her eyes smiling. Little did you know, she was foreshadowing.

You pop your head out of the tent and yell, “YOU ARE SO IMMATURE BITCH!” You both laugh as you pop your head back in and get changed and pack your things respectively. After you all three have packed up and put your bags in the truck, you guys put the chairs up, and then work on taking down the tents. “No but seriously did y’all fuck?” Dina says and flicks you in the forehead as you glance over at Ellie. “No. We kissed like once and cuddled you freak.” You say flicking her shoulder. You all three take each tent down and put it in the truck, and climb in the truck. Instead of opting into the front with Dina like you did on the way there, you sat in the back and laid your head on Ellie’s shoulder, making her heart flutter.

Dina glances into the rear view mirror and rolls her eyes. “U-haul lesbians I swear.”

“Shut up and drive,” Ellie says laughing and kicking her seat. “Oh we are totally listening to that song now,” Dina says and connects her phone to her car and plays ‘Shut up and drive’ by Rihanna. She goofily dances, she was happy you and Ellie got along, even better than she expected.

“I’m getting tired of you gay people,” you say in a southern accent, and Dina busts out laughing. “Says you!” She says and then backs out of her grandparents farm and down the road, opening up her window singing the lyrics

Baby you got the keys

Now shut up and drive!

You all sang in differing tones, none of them on key with Rihanna.

Eventually after a few hours of singing, talking and laughing she pulls into your apartment complex and you grab your bag.

“Get out of my truck loser,” Dina says smiling as you all get out to say goodbye. You hug her. “I love you Di,” you say giggling. “Yeah i guess i love you too.” She says. “But seriously I will see you next weekend we are going to the club. It’s been nice to see you feeling better.” You laugh and let go of your embrace on her.

You turn to Ellie who smiled at you guy’s antics. You shyly approached her, and she quickly hugs you. You don’t think you could get enough of her scent or touch.

“Bye, handsome,” she says and kisses your cheek.

“Bye,” you say shyly. “Text me,” you let go of her and wave bye as they climb back into Dina’s truck.

The week passed by, and every moment you could you texted Ellie. She texted you back quickly, and you even fell asleep with her on the phone Friday night. You both had agreed to take it slow and date, but not be completely official until you both tested the waters. You where wrapped in a web of infatuation, Stronger feelings than you had felt in a long time.

Eventually Saturday rolled around and Dina rolled up with Ellie in tow in her truck. She wore a black dress that hugged her body, her black hair down. “Damn bitch you look hot!” You say excitedly running out of your apartment. “Get in loser we’re going shopping!” She said laughing.

You climb into the backseat with Ellie, And god she looked good. She had a black tank top on and black ripped jeans, matched with black converse. You yourself decided to be androgynous, wearing skinny jeans, and a tank top with a skull on it, and a black bra that had shown through the tank top and boots. (For reference you have Chloe from lis fit on) You had light makeup on, eyeliner paired with mascara but that’s where it ended.

“Hey baby you look good,” Ellie purrs out and basically pulls you into the car. You blush as Dina chimes in “Yeah you fucking do! Go bestie go!” You smile.

“Y’all ready?” Dina says, her southern accent occasionally slipped out when she was excited. You both nodded and Ellie’s arm snakes around your waist and you hum happily and lean into her.

You guys eventually reach the city after screaming lyrics to a multitude of pop songs. The energy was high, and you all where ready to dance all night.

You all exit and go into the gay club, and enter and immediately you and Ellie get drinks, Dina following but not getting anything. “Being a designated driver must suck,” Ellie says and bumps Dina in the shoulder. “Oh fuck off, Me and y/n will get lit after at her place.” She says. You nod and smile, sipping your fruity drink. You all wore bands representing your identities, Dina’s being the bi flag and you and Ellie’s the lesbian one. (You couldn’t choose queer because they didn’t have one for that, so you settled with that one).

After you all finish drinks, you all enter the dance floor, and you and Ellie basically had to fight off Dina’s creepy suitors like a couple of body guards. You all danced goofily, And suddenly ‘Paint the town the red,’ plays and you and Dina scream. You both loved the song, even if you didn’t like the artist.

“It’s our song!” You both squeal out like excited girls. You both start dancing together.

Mmm, she the devil

She a bad lil bitch

She a rebel,

She put her foot to the pedal,

It’ll take a whole lot for me to settle

You raise your arms and move your hips and Dina does the same, And suddenly a girl walks up to Dina and she accepts her offer to dance, the girl was a cute fem. You laugh and suddenly feel Ellie grab you from behind, her breath hot against your neck.

“I mean’t it when I said you look good,” She whispers and presses into your back, her words sent a shiver up your spine, you where buzzed and this feeling felt like heaven.

Bitch, I said what i said,

I’d rather be famous instead

She grinds into you and wrap your arms around her neck, and you grind back smiling.

I let all that get to my head,

I don’t care I’ll paint the town red

Ellie’s hands grab your hips harshly, and you blush. You both keep dancing and she puts one of her legs between your own and presses her thigh upward slightly, toward your center. You gasp trying to keep from moaning on the dance floor.

“Sshhh.” Ellie says, and puts her hand over your mouth. “You don’t want people to notice, do you?” She purrs into your ear.

“Mmmffgh,” is all you could get out and she drops her hand down, and her hands trace up your body as you move your hips against hers, every movement brought more heat to your groin, Her leg pressing into the right places.

Then the song ended, and you let go of eachother. Dina comes back with the girl, introducing her as Hannah. You smile and shake her hand still trying to clear your head from the previous dance. Ellie just nodded and smiled, And you suddenly felt very dehydrated, and Ellie excused herself to the bathroom.

You get a water and a margarita, and quickly drink down the water then start working on the margarita. Dina made out with her little love interest and you rolled your eyes and shake your head.

You felt someone scoot back the barstool next to you and you think it’s Ellie until you turn your head and see a girl you’ve never met before. She had a lip peircing and raven black hair with purple streaks in it, and dark brown eyes. She wore a crop top and a skirt. “Hey hun, can i buy you another one of those?” She says grabbing your hand. “My name’s Jackie by the way.” “I um- Y/N also no,” You say worried Ellie would take this situation in the wrong way when she came back.

“Aw baby your no fun,” She says smiling and you pull your hand away quickly.

“No means no,” You say and look away.

“Alright then, but i love your tattoos. You are so hot,” She says.

“Thanks.” You say scooting away slightly. Dina was to caught up to save you.

Suddenly you felt a presence looming over you and a familiar hand on your back.

“Is she bothering you?” Ellie says scarily calm.

“No we where just having a conversation,” Jackie says sassily rolling her eyes.

“I didn’t ask you, bitch,” Ellie says, firmly gripping your shoulder now.

“Why would you even be with someone like her?” Jackie says turning to me crossing her arms.

“What, someone masculine?” You said your voice sour. “Get the fuck outta here weirdo.”

She gets up huffing, clearly aggravated. “Talk to me when you want a real woman,” She says and walks away. You had to stop yourself from cursing her out and maybe throwing a punch, the alcohol was talking mad shit.

“Bye, asshole,” Ellie says flicking her off.

Dina suddenly rushes up her fling in tow, “God Y/N are you okay?” She says grabbing my hand and with the other you finish off your margarita, ordering another one. “Di, I’m fine, just a dickwad.”

“Okay good,” she says sighing and she sits next to you, and Ellie sits where raven once sat, her arm protectively wrapped around your shoulders as you sip your new margarita.

“It’s okay, especially since I’m drunk,” You say, and Ellie orders a couple of shots and downs them, trying to catch up.

“Fuck y’all, I wanna get drunk,” Dina says. “Alright we’re continuing this party at Y/N’s.” The girl she was with whines when Dina announces leaving, and Dina coos at her and kisses her leaving her with her number on a napkin. You finish your drink and you all file outside and climb into Dina’s truck.

You and Ellie where moderately drunk and you danced in the car just as much as you did on the way there. Di pulls into your apartment complex and you open the door and plop on the couch as Di puts her phone on your speaker. She dances to lady Gaga as she makes herself a drink the kitchen and then sits on the ground next to you, and Ellie sits right next to you, always as close as she can get.

“I love you guys,” She says and takes a drink. “Aww you do???” You say sticking your tongue out at her. “Never mind,” She says and smacks your leg.

After an hour of dancing, and seeing Di get drunk you all head to bed. She passes out on the couch, and you turn her on her side so she doesn’t choke on her own vomit if she throws up in her sleep.

“Goodnight best freind,” you say and pull a blanket over her. It was your turn to be motherly tonight.

Ellie trails you into your bedroom, and almost as soon as you both enter she pins you to the wall, her eyes swirling with lust.

“Fuck,” you say and she doesn’t say anything just grasps your hair tightly smashing her lips into hers her other hand slipping under your shirt.

You both make out messily and you moan into her mouth.

“Shut the fuck up, don’t wake her up,” She says breaking the kiss momentarily before unclamping your bra and dragging it off of you roughly, along with your shirt.

You frown and spin her around, her back against the wall now. “I don’t break that easily, baby,” you say your breathing jagged. She blushed and you kissed her just as roughly taking her tank top off like she did to you, pushing your leg up between hers, making her ride your thigh. She groans quietly as her legs clamp around your thigh.

“Open your fucking legs,” you whisper one of your hands playing with her nipple, rolling it between your thumb and fore finger. The other hand placed by her head.

“I like a fight,” She grunts and pushes you forward, onto the bed, Now standing over you as she pushes you down on the bed. “It makes things more fun,” She says.

“Now you open your legs, bitch,” she whispers in your ear, biting your neck sloppily. You both where still moderately drunk, but clear headed enough to decide that you where both wanting this.

You shake your head no, and she grabs your throat, pushing you onto the bed. You accidentally let a moan slip, and she slaps your cheek firmly but not enough to hurt you.

“i said shut the fuck up, and open your legs,” She repeats.

You give in and let her stand between your legs, and she let’s go of your neck. You nod yes, your brain becoming a soup of stupidity.

She undoes your belt and and throws it to the ground, and Kisses you, her tongue brushing your lip asking for permission inside, you oblige and your tongues dance as she pins your hands to the bed with one of her large firm hands, and uses the other to drag off your pants. She chuckles when she breaks the kiss, leaving a trail of spit between you both, noticing how wet your boxers had become.

She takes off her own pants and grinds her hips into your core, making even more wetness spill out like warm honey.

“Excited, huh?” “Well you shouldn’t be. Since you like to fuck around with other whores,” she growls out and you bite your lip to keep a whimper from escaping your lips.

“I-I didn’t-“ you say whining.

“Yes you did, and didn’t i tell you to shut up? You can’t even listen to a simple direction.” You shut up, and her hand slips into your boxers, her thumb pressing against your swollen clit. You groan and buck your hips up.

“Nuh uh. Stay still whore.” She says. She pulls off your boxers and rubs your clit gently.

“Your not going to cum tonight until your fucking crying and begging too.”

You shiver and nod, and she gets on her knees and pulls your thighs forward, making them rest on her shoulders and she smiles as she licks you gently, lapping you up.

“Fuck you taste good.” She says her nails digging into your thigh. You whimper, and cover your own mouth to conceal your noises. She keeps eating you out, she uses one hand to gently press down on your groin, right above your heat, making every sensation so much more vibrant. You moan into your hand as you feel yourself getting close, after all you hadn’t had sex in a while.

She notices this and stops, and gets up. “No you fucking don’t,” she says, and then slips a slender finger into you making you gasp. “Hold it or I swear I’ll go to bed right now,” She says slapping you. You pant, and nod, not talking as she asked, trying to rein in the hot coil forming about to snap in your groin.

When you do as she asks she smiles and kisses you, and you tasted your sweet saltiness on her lips, making the kiss much more erotic. She slips another finger in as a reward. “Good girl,” she says. And you say nothing just make quiet whimpers. You wished you could scream out her name, and drag her closer to you. Suddenly she removes her hand all together and you whine. She sticks her fingers in your mouth, “Lick it off whore.” She says and you do. You hadn’t ever been with someone this rough with you, but it was a surprisingly hot experience. She moans quietly and removes her hand from your mouth and bites your neck, marking your neck with hickies.

“Can I fuck you with a strap? do you have one?” She asks softly, more gently than she has been. You nod incessantly, and she smirks mischievously. “Where is it,” She says grabbing you by the neck again. You moan, and point to your closet. “Top shelf, black box,” You say. you lay there excited, pressing your thighs together to create some sort of friction. She comes back, and there was now a bulge in her boxers.

“Stop that shit,” she says and roughly pulls your thighs apart. “I’m the only one who can please you tonight. Turn the fuck around.” You had definitely never done this before. She takes the dick out of her boxers as you blush with embarrassment at having to turn around like this. Usually you where the one who bent people over your bed.

She brushes it up against you, it rubbed against your entrance and clit. Your eyes rolled up your head and you grabbed your sheets. “What do you say?” You say nothing and suddenly she grabs your hair roughly. “What do you fucking say? Have some manners you dumb bitch.” You whimper out, pleasure dancing with your pain. “Please. P-please,” You stutter.

“Please what?” She grabs your hair even more roughly to the side.

“Please fuck me,” you groan.

She growls and then shoves it in you, tears welling up in your eyes.

“Say cloud if you want me to stop,” She says, and then grabs your shoulder with one hand and the other grabbing your hip, and starts to fuck you, bending over you. She was going agonizingly slow.

“m-more,” you say before you could stop the word from spilling out of your mouth.

“More? You want more? As you wish.”

And suddenly she’s fucking you so roughly your basically being fucked into the bed each thrust creating a loud squelch. You grip the sheets with one hand and cover your mouth with the other as tears welled in your eyes.

You feel yourself about to cum again and you whine out, “I- I’m close.”

She pulls out of you and flips you around, man handling you.

She smiles seeing your mascara running down your face.

“Knees. Get on your damn knees,”

You do as she says, and she looks down at you. “You look so pretty when you cry. Now open up, I’ll give you a real reason to cry.” She says. You hesitate for a second, looking up at the dick sticking out of her boxers.

She slaps you. “What did I say?” You open your mouth and she shoves the dick in, more gently than she shoved it in your pussy. “Clean it off,” She growls and she grabs your hair and shoves it in deeper and more tears roll down your cheeks as she moves in and out of your mouth, forcing you to stay still by your hair. You gag and she chuckles. And backs out a little. “Yeah, fucking gag on it, whore. You should like this after all, since your such a slut,” She says. You say nothing as she pushes your head back down before completely letting you go.

“Get up,” she says and pulls you up and pushes you onto your back on the bed. She lines herself up with you, and shoves it back in, and goes back to fucking you just as hard as she did earlier.

“You wanna cum?” She whispers as she thrusts in and out, her dick disappearing then reappearing only for a few seconds, the sounds it made where so dirty.

“Fuck, Ellie, please,” You say, feeling yourself quickly getting there.

“You may,” she says and kisses your chest, licking your nipple and then leaving hickies on your boobs.

You feel the coil tighten until it couldn’t anymore and snap.

“Cum on my dick, baby,” She purrs in your ear and you do and yelp out her name as you do.

Afterwards, Ellie cleans you up in the bathroom and you both lay in a warm bath not talking to avoid waking up Dina. She hums and kisses your back and neck, you where laying between her legs.

“You did so good,” She whispers while washing you off.

You smile and turn your head to kiss her and she kisses back gently.

“Thanks baby..” you whisper back after you break the kiss.

“So wanna make it official? I know its sooner than we talked about but I really like you.. and-“ she whispers becoming her usual awkward self again.

“Yes,” You say and she hugs you from behind and you lay back into your now girlfriends arms.

“Next time it’s my turn.” You whisper and smirk.

“Deal,”

Little did you know Dina heard everything. And she was traumatized.

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Hey y’all I’m sorry for this. I’ll make a third chapter of reader Domming Ellie i promise. Anyways i have a Abby fanfic in the works and I’m thinking of doing a Dina x Ellie x reader thing too. Who knows LMAOOOO BYE

Also please consider supporting me i do this for free and support would be motivation.

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You love i

MINORS/MEN DNI OR A WIZARD WILL CURSE YOU

Reader x Dina

Grief, trauma, mentions of drinking, TW slight mentions of SA, slight gore, angst, fluff, maybe smut eventually but i dont think it’s appropriate rn

Dina tries to help you process trauma of seeing your best friend get killed while on patrol as he tries to protect you from a gang of men.

Authors Notes:

I wanted to experiment and see if I could write something a tad bit darker based off the song you love i by Melanie Martinez

You love i,

You love i

You love i

Do i?

Do i?

Do i..?

You sat in the building on your knees, your breathing ragged. You looked down at your hands and they shook violently, blood covering them, one hand gripping the hilt of a large hunting knife. You drop it and it clangs on the ground. Not only your hands where covered in blood, but most of you was. Your face, your chest, your abdomen. You look around, your vision blurry trying to process what just happened. Bodies where sprawled around you. Most of them you had killed. They looked more like cavemen than civilized men, and acted the part.

“Jake?!” You cried out your best friends name. “Jake where are you?” You struggled to get up and cried out in pain as you fell back down. That bastard who had climbed on top of you had broken your leg to keep you from getting away.

You crawl over to a table, the old building you where in once being a diner. You got up using your upper body strength, gripping the chair, grunting in pain.

You sit in the chair you crawled up into and zip up your jacket. Your shirt had been cut open.

You get up and drag your broken leg behind you, you tried to not pass out, each step was hell.

But it wasn’t as bad as the hell you felt when you saw your best friend sprawled out on the ground, next to the body of someone who he presumably killed, before a bullet ripped his face into something nearly unrecognizable. You bent over and vomited, but for some reason you couldn’t cry. Your body and mind was intent on you surviving, and you had completely dissociated to everything except for climbing onto one of the horses you and Jake had tied to the side of the building so you and him could clear the building of potential infected, and get the fuck out of there.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper and wipe your mouth, and grab a loose wooden plank leaning lazily against the wall next to his legs and use it as a crutch and hobble over to the horse. You climbed onto your horse, Rose Mary, screaming in pain as you did, and birds flew out of the tree line as the sunset. You had to get the fuck out of there.

You eventually climbed onto the horse correctly and you pull on her reigns and almost as if she knows what’s wrong, she gallops back to Jackson.

You enter the gates, barely conscious, your mind a slippery slope. When you finally do get to the stables, it was night time and the next patrol was readying themselves, It was Ellie and Dina. They saw you, and Dina screamed, and your mind goes black as your mind finally shuts down, unable to deal with the pain. You fall off your horse and hit the ground hard, the last thing you hear is Ellie running to get help and Dina screaming your name.

Tied a knot in my wedding dress,

You got down on one knee and you said

You love i

You groggily woke up in the infirmary, your leg completely wrapped up and elevated, and an IV strapped to your arm. You didn’t move a muscle. A single tear fell from your eye, and you sat there, remembering. You would be doing a lot of remembering the next coming months not just mentally but physically, your body would remember. What you assumed was a nurse came in to check your vitals and nearly dropped the clipboard seeing you awake.

“Y/N Y/N/L, your awake?”

You nod. “How long was I out?” You whisper back. You looked miserable, and you where.

“2 weeks. But your here now.” She says, going back to a professional tone, checking your vitals and leaving to report your awakening. Your quickly brought something to eat and you chew and swallow slowly, not tasting it as its fed to you, you where to sore to move an inch other than the forced movements the nurses had to do on you to make sure you didn’t get bed sores. Each time they moved you you cried.

After fitful light sleep, you awake to a soft familiar voice. “Hi baby.” It was Dina, before your patrol you had just made it official with her.

She grabbed your hand, and you flinched. You didn’t mean too. But she just held it tightly smiling, her eyes sad. Next to her stood Ellie and your only surviving family member, your Uncle Rob.

“Hey kiddo.” He says and kisses your forehead. He was basically your dad since the apocalypse started when you where but a toddler. But when he touches you, you cry, tears spilling over. “GET OFF, get the fuck off,” you yell at him; and Ellie grabs and pulls him away and gives him a sad look as he looks at you with surprise, hurt in his eyes. He was a gentle chubby guy with a salt and pepper beard, and a bald head. She whispers in his ear something you couldn’t hear, and you felt shame for reacting the way you did to the man who raised you. You wiped your face clean of the tears and Dina just looked at you, unmoved. Steady as if she was your anchor. After Ellie sets down the flowers she brang on your dresser next to you, Rob looked at you, and for the 2nd time in your whole life, you saw him cry. The strong man came undone, and said, “I’m sorry, Flower,” he uses your childhood nickname.

“No, I am.” You say simply.

Wonderful,

So, wonderful

You turned my heart into a

Puppet show

Eventually you healed from your wounds and had to do physical therapy. You had a permanent and to you, shameful limp. You where put on inventory duties, you could no longer go out on patrols. You had gone to work and back and refused to talk to anyone for weeks after your physical therapy ended. Every night you had nightmares. Sweaty anxious dreams. You attended Jake’s funeral, and thats the last time you talked to Dina, Ellie and Rob. The only person you spoke to was your boss out of necessity.

If you like me please let me know,

I

I

I..

Finally Dina could no longer put up with not seeing you, she gave you space, but it broke her heart to see you waste away. “I’m so fucking worried about Y/N,” Dina tapped her finger anxiously on the glass of beer she had, talking to Ellie at the bar in Jackson. “Me too, even if I cant articulate that well, It’s horrifying. I almost went through something that she did when I was younger and I still dream about it sometimes, I can’t imagine it.” Dina took a sip of her beer and her head dipped into her hand and she sighed. “I have to talk to her. The only time I see her is her dragging herself to work like a zombie. She’s my girlfriend and I can’t stand by anymore.” Dina says and Ellie takes a drink of her own beer. “I agree. I miss her.” “How have you been dealing with it though, Di?” Ellie says, gently rubbing Dina’s shoulder. “Ellie, I am trying to be who she needs but I have needs too… it’s so hard to deal with. It’s taking a toll on our relationship. Is that selfish?” She says turning to Ellie. Ellie’s hand drops back to her side. “No of course not. She’s not dealing well and it’s okay that you have needs. Your relationship is so young, I’m surprised this didn’t end it.” Ellie says giving Dina a sympathetic look. “I’m just not that type of person. I can’t just, leave.” She says sighing. “I love her, even if she’s different. I’m afraid I always will.”

You walk into the graveyard and sit on jakes grave. You open the bottle of whiskey you traded for a tattoo design you made for someone. You lean back on the grave as if it was actually Jake.

Do i,

Do i,

Do i?

You open the bottle and drink, gagging. You had only recently taken to drinking. “Hey bro.” You whisper out. No answer came. You kept on drinking and talking to him as if he where still there, laughing crying and begging, and getting angry. You eventually just go silent and shakily light a cigarette. You hear voices emerging from the other side of the graveyard. It was Dina and Ellie. They had been spending an awful lot of time together. Whatever, Ellie could have Dina you thought. After all, you where broken physically and mentally and she wasn’t. Someone must have seen your antics and tipped off the girls to come find you.

“Y/N,” Dina says calling your name. You take another swig of your drink and don’t respond. Just go away, you thought. You pleaded mentally.

Her and Ellie eventually find you leaning drunkenly against Jake’s grave. Ellie crosses her arms and huffs, seeing you this low was a brand new low. It was a stark contrast to who you where, confident, flirty, could never be serious to save your life. Dina quickly takes the bottle. “What the fuck, Y/N?” She says looking at the hard liquor. She had never seen you drink so heavily.

“I.. sorry,” you slur out.

That’s what happens when

You don’t

Try

“No, shut up, let’s just get you home.” She says, barely able to look at you. You felt shame as her and Ellie picked you up and one arm over both of their shoulders, they walked you home. They layed you in your bed, and Ellie speaks to Dina in another room, and you felt a pang of jealousy. You where a wreck and you couldn’t seem to fix it. It was better if they both just left you. Save you and them the pain of whatever had been broken inside of you that day; it was leaking out like black poison changing you into someone unrecognizable, and what you thought was unloveable. You felt like the only thing you could do was break anymore. Friendships, relationship, everything like shattered glass in your now gnarled hands.

You hear Ellie leave, and Dina comes into your room and climbs into your bed and holds you from behind. “You big fucking baby.” She says into your neck.

“Why don’t you just leave?” You say shamefully.

Her grip tightens on you and and she kisses your neck.

“I love you.”

I love you,

I love you

I love you

I do,

I do

I do

I do.

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Hi so it’s me, I wrote this and used my own personal experiences w/ PTSD and greif as a reference. I’m not so sure how I feel about this one, but I’m proud of myself for attempting to challenge my writing ablities.

Bye!

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