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omg women in tech just redesigned my room

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my brain cells jump into their designated deep fryer every time i open google docs

#FOURTH TIME TODAY…..

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BUTCHES!!!!! CALLING ALL BUTCHES!!!!!!!

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WAIT LESBIAN WEEK????

WHO NEED THEY PUSSY ATE OUT!!!!!!!!!!

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mi

meep

#nonnies ✄┈┈ ˚

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URE INTO BLUE EYE SAMURAI.??? Sal I want u more everyday..

mizu save me….. mizu choke me…. mizu kill me…

#cheryl:3

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that endinggggg are u kidding………. in my head its like im there curled up in a ball on the bed while ellie lights a joint before leaving to go knock on dina’s door in the middle of the night…like what if i blew both of us up rn? NO POST SMUSH CUDDLE????

LMMMFAOAOAOAOAOAOA IN SORRYRJRJRK

#nonnies ✄┈┈ ˚ #PORNWATCHERS!!!

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Pls give us part 2 of a friend in need 👉👈👀

I WANTED TO MAKE A LIL SERIES FOR IT LOL YALL ATE IT UP NGL….. I THOUGHT THIS WAS A CLASSY PARTY

#nonnies ✄┈┈ ˚ #PORNWATCHERS!!!

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So like teaser for vampire!ellie where…

m-meow?

#sapphicsstars #vampire!ellie

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VAMPIRE ELLIE + SAL'S WRITING = me dead on the floor. deceased. soul left my body. ascended to another plane of existence. departed. gone. wandering crazytown. perished. and ENLIGHTENED AF

BABYYYYYYRJEN I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOURNENEME 😭😭😭😭😭😭

#pluto:3 #vampire!ellie

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omfg bruh why is ppls music taste ass on this site i would bully y/n for bumping to abcdefu😰😰😰

WHATRNEME

#nonnies ✄┈┈ ˚

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moth. teaser. (e.w.)

SYNOPSIS: knights of the devil, you all are to be conquered. 

WORD COUNT: 881 

WARNINGS: vampire!ellie, vampirekiller!oc, a lot to come FUCK, violence… so blood(drinking), death, murder, gore, religion briefly,

A/N: yasss yaaas taglist?

1809

“Oh, my precious darling…” 

Red, similar to her hair; hands painted from the tips of a finger to the points of elbows; knees sunk into begrimed pili drenched with fresh maroon. Panicked breaths are accompanied by prayers, wishes of denial. Desires for death. 

“… What I would give to protect you…” 

“F-F—“

Tortured hollers are directed towards the pouring skies. Bodies. Bodies everywhere; surrounded by decay. 

She sobs, deep from the pits of her stomach, “Father, for-forgive them! For they do not—“

Thunder claps. Lightning is being used as weapons from the Lord above, all meant to discover her and strike. The beams in the sky are intended to punish her discernment. It was a mistake. It was a mistake! Her eyes refuse to meet the battered corpse of the young babe, no more than three. Her crime was committed in a haze, blinded by starvation, all at the cost of the family before her. Villagers would deem the view a savage attack. A mutilation only made possible by the ravenous wolves after dark. The bears that protect the trees at dusk.

All on horseback, the strangers paused their ventures to inquire guidance. She swiftly became an aid for navigating the path, instructing them with a trembling finger and a blistering throat. Follow that trail to the end of the woods. Unbeknownst to their gracious eyes, she followed. Stalked after their mount for miles like the thoroughbred they ride, carried by the wind. Urged by bloodlust. 

Her vision blurred when they tied their horse’s lariats to a nearby post that barely passed the trees. Her vision was shrouded in darkness, a substance so thick that her limbs felt trapped, even in frantic movement. They’d reached the end, just like she’d promised. 

Their screams satiated her hunger, but never hindered her guilt. 

Demons, I tell you! All of them, demons! Witches destined to be set aflame for the masses! 

And now she crouches over them with remorse in her chest. Remorse that will wash away her like the rainfall that pounds on her shoulders. Much like it had in the past when her purity was stolen. Another fatality. 

1919

“Hunting requires bouts of unwavering dedication. If the entirety of your being doesn’t relish in the suffering of the demons walking, then you are to be shunned.”

Being the youngest hunter-to-be amongst legends, historical monuments that leave trails of prosperous victories wherever they advance, is humbling. Your mother pestered you for as long as you could remember: never, never become a hunter, being her only protest for you, her only child. She used to pray beside your bed at night when she assumed you to be asleep, praising the Creator for forbidding you sickness or poverty. You were her only treasure, a gift from the frosted heavens. 

And the demons took her. 

Hunters searched the unoccupied lands that surrounded your home relentlessly, but no traces of the Devils’ were ever discovered. They attended your mother’s burial for your protection, and prepared to assist your transition into the orphanage, but you denied. You were permanently vexed. Forever vengeful. 

I wish to become a hunter! 

Your recruitment was immediate due to the shortage, and that same day, you witnessed all of the treasures and memories of your childhood home — of your mother — get burned to the ground by the Hunters. No trails for the demons should go untouched by fire. 

“If you hesitate for even a second, you’re dead. Either by their hand…” 

Something unsettled you that morning as you prepared for school. Something in the air, something underground. A heaviness in your home that you couldn’t trace. Your mother ironed your skirt and pinned your hair up, brushed down the small curls around your hairline, and she eased you. The weather is changing, dear, she’d said before wishing you well. You studied relentlessly, all while she was shredded by teeth sharp as knives. You want the Devil’s lifeless heart in the palm of your hand, risks be damned.

“Or mine. And I will not hesitate.” 

The overseer of your battalion, who slowly paces before his future prodigies, aura menacing, pauses in front of you. With your gaze locked forward and a lump in your throat, you gawk right on the crescent on his belt — the hunter’s insignia — your feet shuffle, shoes slightly squeaking above the wood. 

“Are you prepared, child?” 

His tone is disparaging, and you swallow. Your head bobs and your breathing stutters. 

“Yes, sir.” 

He crouches before you and your cells stiffen, elbows perched on his knees, eyes finally level with yours. You appear stoic due to the grinding of your teeth, inspecting the stitched scar that sprouts at his right brow and crosses his eye.

“You are nothing,” He hisses, and your heart clenches, “You are not a child, and I am not your elder. Any identity you held prior to your arrival is worthless, now. We are vessels for the greatest power above. Hunter is your only name, do you understand?” 

No verbiage escapes you. It couldn’t with how your breath trembles, so you nod once; Quite mechanic. 

“Stand straight.” 

His conviction forces your shoulders into alignment, and snickers from the older prodigies erupt from behind you. Your cheeks warm and your palms drip. The overseer rises to his feet once more.

“That goes for all of you!” He shouts, and the room is quiet.

The crescent sparkles under the yellow candlelight. Your palms grow clammy at his viperous swear. 

“I will not hesitate.” 

#vampire!ellie #ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie williams angst #ellie williams au #ellie williams x reader #ellie the last of us #ellie x reader #ellie tlou #works 𖧧࣪ #lesbian

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a-anyone want the teaser for vampire!ellie ….

#me posting it anyway

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if ellie said i was a burden id have to shoot that bitch in the head or sum (i say in my head as i quietly proof-read the 1000th hc ive written about her..)

#like who tf u talkin to😭😭😭

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u know it’s serious when i start pulling out my dictionary

#vampire!ellie #DONT PLAY WIT IT!!

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"Your secret is safe with us, Samurai."

Crop

#WHATS IT FINNA PLAAAAHAYGYYHHHHHHHYYYYYEHEJEK

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