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domestic life with (wife) eivor would be such a dream :((

want want want want need need need NEED

since this is a lovely dream, let's pretend you have a house together in this economy (i know, a tad too far-fetched) 🥺

breakfast together curled up on the garden swing she built when it's warm, and with a big fluffy blanket when it's cold

dancing together in the kitchen while cleaning up after dinner

evenings cuddling on the sofa, Eivor resting her head on your lap, all but falling asleep as you massage circles into her head

your wedding pictures framed, placed in a shrine of sorts, surrounded by little trinkets you've collected together over the years

Eivor being super into gardening, so you take semi-regular trips to a local garden centre, and don't you even think about trying to help her lift that big bag of planting soil because it's heavy and dirty

every time you see each other after spending the day apart, she picks you up and twirls you in her arms with a soft kiss

matching wife-and-wife mugs

her getting grumpy whenever you go through airport security because she is extremely reluctant to take off her wedding band

home improvements are always a joint effort, even if sometimes she ends up doing most of the handiwork and you just bring her refreshments and give her kisses (she doesn't want you to get a splinter)

you are never touching a door handle if she can help it. ever.

bedtime rituals where you take care of each other's skin

and whenever your neighbours think of happy relationships, yours is the first that comes into mind, because your love for one another sings loud and clear 🥺

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Literally this close to revive this account by posting eivor x reader shit

#very lesbian very masc very rawr #eivor #im so horny for her

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i want her so damn bad it’s not funny

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Undercity boss Sevika x Piltover princess reader

Fucking delicious.

The first time you both met was during a non-threatening attack at piltover by the district of Zaun. It was supposed to be fast, as simple as it can be — she was supposed to break into a grand banquet hosted by your father to steal important pieces of valuable information. Everything was going according to plan, or at least, at the very beginning.

Before her lustful eyes landed on you. God, how sweet you looked that night. Such a charming and delicate creature you were. Is this what piltover was hiding from her all this time?

And you noticed her as well. Maybe it was because she couldn’t keep her eyes off you for the entire night or perhaps because you desired her as much as she desired you. She embodied all of what your parents always prohibited you — so you gave it in.

But the night wasn’t really what Sevika predicted.

Oh, of course you both ended up fucking in your bed, bare chest touching each other’s, erratic respiration and sweet moans feeling the warm air of the room but, surprisingly — she stayed there. A hand caressing your upper back, her lips gently kissing your forehead. She stayed a little more than she was supposed to, a little more than she should have. Way more than she usually does.

You spent the entire night talking. About your dreams, mostly. But also about meaningless matters. The brilliant stars in the moonlit sky, which she barely sees, whose magnificence you tend to overlook. The fresh air, the aroma of flowers, the scars on her skin, the scars on yours.

It took her months after that, to come back to you. You shattered her limits, the ones she puts around herself. Love is a weakness. But god, it felt so good, to be loved. 

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soft sevika please 🥺 like sevika comforting reader or maybe sevika accidentally making reader cry and she gets all soft and worried i love her

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐑𝐘

🎧🕯💌🪞

⌕ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Sevika x reader.

⌕ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: reader helped sevika in a fight but got hurt and now she’s pretty much angry at you.

⌕ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: barely checked it after writing so sorry in advance if you see any mistakes. And thanks a lot doll for your request.

—𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄—

“You’re so fucking stupid y/n, it’s insane. What the fuck went through you mind!?” Sevika complained, her rough mechanical hand on your bruised knee, a result of your attempt to fight back one of her opponents— a losing battle.

“I just wanted to help you… He tried to hit you and I thought that—“ You desperately attempted to explain, words as stuck in your throat. You tried to hide it in front of her, but every inch of your body hurt like hell.

“Stop it. You’re not helping, you made everything worst.” The woman coldly replied, a long sigh escaping her chapped lips. “Fuck you’re so careless.” She mumbled, not even looking in your direction anymore, just trying to compose herself after what happened.

“I– i just…” You started, feeling all the emotions coming out at once, tears forming in your eyes. You know she was only telling you this because she was worried about your well-being, but you couldn't help but feel hurt by her crude words.“I just wanted to be helpful…”

Her eyes widened at the sight of you tearful eyes. She knew she had gone too far, much too far. You are the only person she truly cherishes, the only person she would do anything for, and yet she had just made you cry. It felt like a stab in her chest when she realized how much her words had affected you.

“Oh no no darling, listen I’m… I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” Sevika started, quickly wrapping both her arms around your torso, pulling you close to her.

“Why are you so mean to me..” You mumbled, face nuzzled up against the crook of her neck.

“I’m sorry angel… I’m just… I was just really worried for you, okay?” She says while holding you even tighter against her, before moving away a little, to look at your pretty face. “Look at me.” Your red eyes finally met hers. Maybe it was because your vision was blurry, but you swore you could see sorrow in her gaze like you had never seen before. “I’m sorry for what I said, I didn’t mean to hurt you darling. ”

“But you did.” You replied in a low, calm voice, gently furrowing your eyebrows, looking up at her.

“Yeah, I’m an asshole.”

“Yes..”

“Hey!” She sweetly hit your shoulder, a giggle escaping your lips, which brought a smile to her face at the same time.

“You forgive me..?” She continued, a false pout painted on her lips.

You shook your head playfully, wiping the remaining tears off your cheeks with your sleeve.

“No??” She falsely questioned in an ironic shocked tone. “What can I do for my pretty girl to forgive me?” She asked as she positioned your arms around her neck and your legs around her waist to carry you home to tend to your injuries.

“Nothing, I’m forever angry now.” You replied, wrapping your arms tighter around her.

“Liar. Give me a kiss now, the ride home isn’t free.”

“That’s a scam.”

“If you don’t pay, I drop you right on the ground.”

“You’ll never do that.”

“Never.” She replied, feeling your soft lips on her cheek.

Reblogs/ comments are welcomed if you enjoyed my writing <3 dont hesitate to send me a request too!

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Ellie brings you hot chocolate when ur studying for your finals

And give u a little kiss on the top of ur head

#canon that Ellie never studies and tries to learn all her schoolwork the night before finals #it’s me I am Ellie #ellie williams x reader

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hi there, could you write a oneshot with Ellie? Like Dina kisses ellie while dancing together but reader sees it and get sad because her and Ellie were best friend and reader thought that her feelings were mutual (turn out they are and Ellie reject dina)

𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

⌕ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Ellie Williams x reader.

⌕ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.3k

⌕ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: not proofread and last time I wrote something in English was like two months ago lmao so don’t mind the typos but I hope you’ll enjoy it babydoll !! 🤍

—𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄—

Slow music filled your ears as you finally arrived at the dance hall in which most people were already dancing to the current song playing, an old 80s classic, a song from another time you wish you had known. You raised your head, ready to observe the scenery from afar— such events were your favourite. You adored these types of nights, where you didn’t feel like your life was constantly threatened by all sorts of bloodthirsty and lethal creatures. Just slow music, lovely dresses, peals of laughter, smiles, and her.

Heartbeat accelerating, breathing became harder and harder with each passing second. She looked fantastic, as usual. A simple plaid shirt and black jeans; all you needed to suffocate in your own lungs, the air quickly becoming your most threatening adversary.  You carefully patted your dress with your hand and took a deep breath before heading to the bar, where Ellie was.

But the closer to were getting to her, the better you realise the situation. In fact, you failed to notice one detail; she wasn’t alone here. Her arm was linked to someone else’s, a beautiful woman dressed in white, whose black hair was up in a bun, two front pieces framing her face. A smile was plastered on both of their faces, eyes glued on each other.

You stopped dead in your tracks, a strange and obscure feeling devastating your mind and body. Jealousy and envy never felt so sickening.

Defeated, you sat near the bar, where Ellie and Dina previously were before moving hands in hands to the dance floor. A whisky in hand, you couldn’t stop staring at them both. She wasn’t even looking for you, despite knowing you were supposed to spend the night with her.

And then, it happened. An endearing giggle, Dina’s delicate fingers on her freckled face and a timid yet audacious kiss on each other’s lips. It feels like watching someone take away everything you had, living the life you’ve always wanted. You couldn’t move anymore, the only thing you could do was to watch them together, tears clouding your vision.

You and Ellie have been best friends for years, spending all your nights and days at her place, watching movies and playing video games, watching her playing the guitar, secretly wishing she was yours. You always thought your feelings were returned- she was always writing songs for you, taking time to learn your favourite music to play them on Joel’s guitar, sketching your face on her journal, holding your hands during patrols… Little gestures which mean the world to you, turned out meaningless to her.

In all honesty, you barely remember busting out the door and running away back to your small house like a little child afraid of their parents. The scene was repeating over and over in your head, the way their lips touched, the way Dina closed her eyes to deepen the kiss, the way Ellie’s arms were sweetly holding her waist…

Closing your door behind you, you dropped to the floor, taking your knees between your arms to cushion and reassure yourself, finally allowing tears to swallow your dolled-up face. You shouldn't even feel this way, Ellie was never yours, not one moment, no matter what you considered was true, it was all in your head, a made-up relationship she never consented to. 

But then, you heard one knock at your front door, then another. 

“Jesse if it’s you please just leave me alone.” you asserted in a broken voice “It’s me, Ellie.”You heard from the other side of the door, your body instantly freezing at the sound of her raspy voice. Why was she even here? She probably saw you leaving in a hurry and thought you were ill -she knows very well how badly you can handle alcohol since you never had any before you came to Jackson.

Using the back of your hand to wipe the tears off your face, you decided to stand up and open the door only a few centimetres, allowing the pale moonlight to light up her  troubled face. 

“I’m okay Ellie don’t worry I just wanted to… go back home and sleep.” 

“ I saw you busting out the door and I just wanted to make things clear about me and-” She started with a panicked tone, stumbling on her own words.

“I’m happy for you El’. Now please let me rest, okay? I’m exhausted from today’s patrol.” You cut her off, not interested in the end of her sentence, convinced that she would do you more harm than good. “Just-” she stopped you from closing the door on her, “Just let me talk for five seconds.” She pleaded, sincere green orbs looking straight into your teary ones. She could definitely see that you had cried not so long ago.

“ There’s nothing going on between me and her, nothing at all, I promise you.” She started in a calmer voice, her steps leading her closer to you, both of her hands finding yours to hold them softly. “I’ll never see her as anything more than a good friend.” She finished, a soft consolatory and heartfelt smile painted on her face.

“But you looked like you were having a good time dancing with her and.. I thought we were supposed to spend the night together.” You retorted, placing your forehead on hers softly, closing the small gap between the two of you. “Hey, you’re the one who was late… i was waiting for you for a good hour.” 

“I was late because I wanted to be pretty for you” You answered her sarcastic comment, looking away from her, a bit ashamed by your own words. “And you look wonderful,” Ellie said with no hesitation, placing her hand on your jaw to make you look at her again. “Honestly.. a whole bird could shit in your hair I’d still find you gorgeous.” “Ellie that’s super gross.” “Yeah yeah…” She jokingly sighed, planting a small kiss on your forehead, letting the silence settle in the cold room for a while. 

“Hey, I still owe you a dance.” The brunette finally said, freeing your body of her warm embrace. “Do you still have the vinyl I gave you? You know the one with those cheesy romantic songs?” She asked, already snooping through your stuff “You’re trying to be romantic?” “Always been.” She replied, turning her head to you, a playful wink thrown in your direction. “Found it! Now come here.” 

Ellie placed both of your arms around her neck and positioned her own around your waist, pulling you closer to her, inhaling your sweet scent, the one you picked just for her ( well, more precisely the one she founds during one of her exploration outside Jackson.) 

“Since I made things clear with Dina I would like to… you know, make things clear with you as well,” she whispered in your ear while swaying very unhurriedly to the rhythm of the music. You nodded, impatient to feel her lips on yours after all of this time waiting for her to touch you. 

As expected, her lips were chapped -you honestly couldn’t even remember all the times you’ve told her to put something on her lips to hydrate them. but somehow, at this exact moment, it didn’t matter at all, it just felt too good to be true, unreal. Breaking out of the kiss, you took a second to admire her sweet features; her nose, her green eyes, her smile and god, those freckles, they’re gonna be the death of you. 

“Now I understand why every girl in this shithole wants to kiss you so bad.” “ I’m simply irresistible.” She replied, planting a small kiss on your nose. “Oh shut it.” 

𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦𝑒𝑑 <𝟹

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Thinking about slow morning/night sex with Ellie 🥲

Just the two of you laying in bed, your back on her chest, legs spread as her tattooed arm wanders around your lower body. “Yeah just like that my pretty girl…” she murmured in your ears, leisurely moving her finger in circular motions on your clit.

Ellie always preferred slow and calm sex, it always felt more passionate and loving to her, especially when shared with you. She loves eating you out too, very unhurriedly, tenderly. She knows how you like it, how to please you, all of your sweet spots— your weaknesses. “Shhh, babygirl, let me do it right, ‘Kay?” You heard from under the bedsheets, her voice muffled by our own skin.

She often falls right back asleep after it, her head on your bare chest, slowly caressing your skin with the tip of her deft fingers. She likes how soft you are, how nicely she feels around you. It was hard for her, at first, to let someone grow this close to her— she was used to people abandoning her, way too familiar with loss. But you never did. And each morning, you’re here when she wakes up, a hand in her hair, delicate lips on her forehead and sweet murmurs in her ears.

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PLEASE ELLIE TRYIJG TO BE ROMANTIC…. SHES SO AWKWARD ITS SO CUTE

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I imagine her being super late at the dance hall because she was trying extra hard to look pretty for you. She tried different hairstyles and clothes wondering which one you would prefer.

She isn’t the best with words so she always tries to show her love through lil things like making you a playlist on an old tape and sharing an earbud with you, sketching your adorable face on her journal when you sleep next to her….

When you were just “friends” she would deep clean her place every time you would visit, lighting some old scented candles and meticulously choosing the most romantic films from her collection for your usual movie night.

I can’t stop imagining her trying to hold your hand for the first time during the said movie night. You both were sitting next to each other as always (although a bit more awkwardly than usual) when you started seeing her hand — very timidly— getting closer and closer to yours in the corner of your eye. You decided to end her suffering and entwined her fingers with yours while looking straight ahead, eyes glued to the screen. You didn’t need to look at her stupid face to know she had her usual playful smirk painted on her face, proud of what she just did — and that she probably planned all along.

She holds your hand all the fucking time when you walk by her side, no matter what. And even more if you go on patrol with her.

Ellie putting Joel’s cologne for your first date….

“Is that… cologne?” You asked, nose almost glued to her neck, trying to guess the scent she was wearing. “What? No…” the woman quickly answered ( a bit too fast?), moving a little away from you, embarrassed. “Aw Ellie you tried to smell good for me? You’re adorable.” “Who said it was for you… I just like smelling nice.” “Since when?” “Oh shut it.”

No because I clearly imagine her nearly burning down her garage bc she was trying to be romantic by lighting little candles all over the room.

-> send lil ideas <333🏹

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𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞’𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮

— Spacewalker. — it’s a nickname you both started using for each other after she took you to the museum Joel showed her for her birthday. You both went in the spacecraft and listened to the tape he gave her years ago— you stayed there for hours, giggling like little kids.

— Babygirl — simply because Joel always calls her like that too and you know, like father like daughter. It’s her favourite pet name.

— Sweetheart // my sweet girl. — Because you always feel so sweet and soft compared to her. After a long day of patrol, a long week outside the walls of Jackson, she knows you’ll be there for her— even in her worst state— patiently awaiting, your warm hands and kind heart welcoming her back each time.

— My person. — she often uses this one in her journal, like a little secret, a not mysterious character in her story. You’re her safe place, her forever home. And she’ll forever feel thankful for that. Yeah, you’re her person— and she’s yours.

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Could you write Ellie x reader headcanons about their relationship ? Like the things Ellie does for reader to show her love and stuff <33

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐡𝐜𝐬

⌕ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Ellie (tlou) x reader

⌕ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: wrote that with a headache lol I hope it’s alright, sorry if it’s a bit short, I might write a second part if anyone is interested. <3

— if you feel exhausted, Ellie will always take your place in patrols. No matter if she’s tired herself or if she just came back from a long day, she’ll do yours and forces you to rest at home. She says it’s for your safety, that she doesn’t want you to go outside if it's not in the best physical condition. — and honestly, she’ll try anything to convince you to do another job in town, instead of risking your life outside.

— She often brings you little souvenirs and antiques from her patrols. Flowers — often fake, used as simple decorations in the buildings she visits—, novels she thought you’ll like, or even some nice clothes she finds in abandoned closets.

— Small affective gestures all the time. Tying your shoes, washing or braiding your hair — you’ll have to teach her that—, carrying you to bed when you fall asleep on the sofa, carrying something heavy for you… all these things that make you feel loved each day.

— Since you and Ellie didn’t get the best childhood, you both adore acting like foolish children sometimes. Like that one day she showed you the old playground she found during patrol, leading you both to play on the very old swings for hours on end. Growing up in such a world, Ellie barely felt like a real child so it’s good to have innocent moments like these with the person she loves the most.

— Plays the guitar for you and even writes little songs for – and about– you, even if she’s too embarrassed to sing them in front of you. She likes to write them when you’re sleeping on her lap at night.

— oh and also have tons of little sketches of you in her journal. She always put cute little captions like « baby when she wakes up all tired :/» « comics night!!! » with a drawing of you and her snuggled under blankets on the couch.

— Often stares at you with pure adoration. You could be doing the most mundane activity, you’ll see her in the corner of your eye, watching you attentively, a stupid grin painted on her freckled face.

— When she sleeps, she likes to sleep on your torso, her face under your shirt — often planting sweet kisses all over your breast as she falls into Morpheus's arms, lulled by your soft breathing.

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Pls send me Ellie / vi / chloe price fluff request I need to write again

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Pls send me Ellie / vi / chloe price fluff request I need to write again

#chloe price x reader #vi x reader #ellie williams x reader

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Shoot my shot to a girl and got rejected #sigma

#(i am unloveable) #imma start writing about fictional characters again hi guys

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#Judy in cyberpunk <///3

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Ahhh I want to write about ambessa so bad… do you guys have any ideas of what I could write for her?

#ambessa x reader #arcane x reader

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Sevika’s kinks?

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀’𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒

Size kink and dominance.

No matter your size, she’s bigger than you.

There’s nothing she likes more than to feel your small body under hers, quivering at her rough touch, whimpering at her words. You’re wrapped around her finger, and she knows it. Sevika likes to make you sit on her lap, to hold your hand in hers, to carry you in her arms… Always making sure her baby is well-behaving and that her little hole is well taken care of.

She likes to be feared, even if it's just a game between you two, she just can’t stop it. She can’t stop the burning feeling in her lower body when you look up to her with this fearful look she so adores.

You’re hers, her property, her precious doll and she gets to do whatever she desires with you.

⠀⠀ Public

Sitting you on her lap during her gambling nights as her cock is buried deep inside your core isn’t something unusual to her. Why were you wearing such a tight-fitting dress in public for anyway? She knows perfectly what you were trying to do— and you got what you deserved. Look at you, all stupid in front of her opponents, trying so hard to keep your moans inside your filthy mouth. Poker face takes on a whole new meaning with her.

Humiliation and Impact play

This one is principally for her unpleasant days, when everyone pissed her off. She needs it to let it all out. And she knows how much her little slut like it. Spitting on your face, your pussy, slapping your ass until cries escape your lips… She adores it more than you can even imagine. Once again, she likes to feel bigger, stronger than you. She carries you around the house, throwing you onto the bed with violence, calling you by your favourite pet names.

“ How’s my pretty slut doing today huh? Daddy had a shitty day, so you know what’s up. Legs spread and mouth shut.”

Bondage

Did she buy a special bed just to tie you up? Absolutely. And she’s proud of it. You look so fucking splendid like that, hands and feet tied, unable to move— at her mercy. She can do anything to you, any-fucking-thing. One of her favourites is to make you gag on her cock, seeing your eye widening at the sigh of her member when you realise how fucking big it is. Too big for you.

—𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄—

𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑

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