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⊱✿⊰ synopsis : you’re sub wants things to be a little different ♡.

⊱✿⊰ pairings : switch!ellie x switch!reader

⊱✿⊰ word count : 1394

⊱✿⊰ warnings : SMUT, established relationship, consentually somnophilia, oral (fem), fingering, tit sucking, lots of pet names, language, dirty talking, scissoring, praising, d/s dynamics, i believe thats all?

❥ ─ author’s letter to you : ❝ im fuckin back ❞

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it was way too early in the morning. the skies were just awakening, the shiny stars still visible in the air through the windows in the quietness of your guys' shared bedroom. ellie and your feet were tangled and jumbled together as always under the beds sheets.

barely 5 am and yet you were up and awake, staring at your lover's toned exposed belly where her wife beater had ridden up during the night. your dainty fingers circling and tracing little absentminded shapes on her skin as you let thoughts cloud your mind. ellie was sound asleep next to you, aside from the occasional groan or movement coming from the girl once in a while.

with your teeth catching your bottom lip, you began to move your hand lower down her abdomen with curious fingers until you reached the top of ellie’s gray boxers. you never did this before, yes you and ellie had sex way too many times but it was always ellie who took charge when that happens. this is her first time you’re going to wake her up and the first time you wanted to try taking over. you want to see how it feels to control for once.

you placed a barely there peck at your girlfriend’s slightly parted lips, your fingers moving further down until you felt her cunt. you began to rub ellie over in loose circles; her body beginning to move a bit at the friction in-between her legs but the movement wasn’t enough to wake her up. once she relaxed back down again, you went back to rubbing her, this time doing it more little more firmly; wanting to get a better reaction out of ellie.

a groan slips from her mouth as she turns her head, ellie’s head now laying between your neck and shoulder. your warm vanilla scent instantly relaxes her.

you decided to take it up a notch and dipped your hand into her boxers, immediately going for ellie’s feathery pussy. this time she let out a soft little groan into the air at the feeling of your cold fingers touching her sensitive flesh; the sound making you slip a mewl out yourself.

“please wake up baby...” your breathy voice whispers out to the freckled face girl as you toyed with her clit, another groan leaving ellie as she shuffled around again.

you began to feel her sticky arousal soaking your fingers as ellie began to get wet with the so good sensation against her bud you were playing with. getting a little impatient, your hands pulled her underwear down enough so only her bottom half was into view, leaving the clothing hanging around her muscular thighs.

you quickly went back to rubbing her swelling clit. a singular finger dipping down to her opening to collect the wetness before traveling the appendage back up to your awaiting lips. you slipped your finger into your mouth, beginning to suckle at the digit. ellie’s tangy nectar takes place on your tongue, a whiny moan leaving you at the familiar taste you’ve loved so much. wanting more, you moved your finger back down to her slit to collect more of her juices before putting it back into your awaiting mouth.

“you taste so good, els. i can’t stop tasting you” you keen out pathetically, you’re wet fingers going back to their claimed spot. ellie whined out more loudly this time as you rubbed in tight, firm circles at her clit. it wasn’t until you started to suckle at ellie’s only tank top covered nipple that finally woke her from her slumber.

“b—... baby, what are you- doing” ellie shakily breathes in question as you continues to make a wet spot on her shirt as the saliva created a mess against her sensitive nub that felt so good, the fingers you had on her clit going a bit faster each passing second. you let go of her nipple to study her blissed out face. “does it feel good?” you passed her question to ask a question of your own, wanting to make sure you were making her feel good like she always makes her feel.

“oh— shit- mhm, feels so good” ellie curses with a grunt, your fingers pressing firmly against her sensitive button, wanting and waiting for her to fall over the edge and she’s not far from doing just exactly that.

you were quickly getting even more horny than you already were at the little sounds leaving the green eyed girl, your core unconsciously rutting up against ellie’s thigh. els could sense what you were trying to do and she moved her position a bit, her thigh now fully pushing up against your warm, covered pussy.

adding a bit more force, ellie pushed up against you harsher. soft groans falling easily from your agaped lips at the friction she was receiving from you, but immediately getting back to her main focus; which was pleasuring you. and she did exactly that, her fingers increasing their speed over your bud faster, making sure to add more pressure to get you to push over that lingering edge she so badly wanted you to fall over.

your hips started to jerk and grind up into her fingers eagerly, getting lost so deep into the feeling of the girl fingering you so good, you didn’t even realize ellie had pulled away from you until the last minute. you went to whine out at her but she seemed to catch the sound before it even left your lips, a quick and rough “shh” left els lips in reply to your pouty and still overwhelmed face.

“i just wanna do something, don’t go all whiny, baby”

she rasps which makes you go mute. not used to your ellie being in charge at all so when she becomes even a bit dominant in words and tone or actions, it immediately shuts you up, wanting to follow every word she says without questions.

ellie moved away from you to take off her garments that were blocking the view of her body, only leaving on her sleeping shirt.

you swore you felt your mouth water at the sight of her pussy coming to view right in front of you, your hand itching up to touch at her perky bum but is stopped quickly by els; your wrist inclosed in a tight grip due to her hold. “no touching me, y/n” you pouted once more but listened to her words with a nod, moving your hands back onto the bed sheets to grip tightly.

a low “good girl” left ellie’s lips at your obedience before she took the remaining of your shorts and panties off from around your thighs, throwing it somewhere in the room. she made sure to leave your see-through tank top on, the view of your hard nipples through the spit covered area just around your buds made her more aroused then she currently already was; the sight was just so sexy.

ellie then lifted your leg, placing it over her shoulder, keeping a close hold on your leg. she began to scoot closer to the exposed space where your desired space was. soon enough she finally rested her wet pussy upon yours, relishing the desperate whimper that escaped your parted lips at the delicious contact of her sex meeting yours.

“fuck, you feel so fucking amazing” she groaned lowly underneath her breath. her hips started to move forward sensually and slowly at first. both of your slick arousal making it so easy for the beautiful girl to just glide across you. the friction being placed on the both of you making you go weak, already being close to the edge when she had her fingers rubbing oh so deliciously on your clit.

she caught on quickly to your blissed out face, a smirk etching onto her stunning ace. her mouth agape, heavy huffs of breath leaving you, your loud whimpers and moans following due to the unexpected fast movements of her hips. her cunt moving against yours roughly now. “babe, are you close? god— you’re so fucking wet”

you nodded your head to her words desperately, going to reach for her arms but being stopped once more by her. “y/n, don’t make me stop” ellie warns you sharply,

“behave, no touching until you cum all over me”

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HAVE MY BABY PLEASE

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This is acc why I started writing..oh well

Always the writer, never the reader.

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jude better not touch the beard again

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HI! DID YOU KNOW TUMBLR IS SELLING OUR WORKS, CONTENT AND POSTS TO THIRD PARTY COMPANIES TO HELP TRAIN AI?

if you did, you're one step ahead of me so just ignore this post. but if you didn't! congrats! you're just as oblivious as me, so let's talk about it.

i personally don't know how long this has been a thing, but tumblr, through a sneaky little hidden setting choice, is essentially forcing us to consent to our works, including fics, drabbles, literally anything we write, draw, or post about being sold, of course for their profit, to third-party developers, like OpenAI, so they can train their shitty robots to do exactly what we do!

now, there is a tiny little respite from this issue, and that's turning off third party sharing in your settings (blog settings > visibility > third party sharing).

the wicked little detail is that if you have your reblogs enabled, which many writers on this app do, tumblr can take any reblogged version of your work to feed it into the maw of a machine. so i strongly urge as many blogs turn off this third party setting as possible, if not for the sake of your own work, for the sake of others as well.

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I think I googled why footballers spit, it’s bcs to stop the fatigue..idk details on google doe 😁🎀

Texts w/ Jude Bellingham

A/N: That spitting image did something to me so I had to write something 🤭 also, that second image… shoutout to @jude5bellingham for the inspo. Enjoy ! Xx

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social media is seeing an israeli doing a “day in my life” tiktok in their nice home, with their fresh groceries, going to markets, doing their hair and makeup, all while saying how afraid they are… and then you scroll to see a palestinian doctor have to amputate his daughter’s leg on their kitchen table with no anesthesia because their hospital was bombed.

people see that and still refuse to acknowledge that this is a genocide.

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the way I’ll hold the dead body to sleep, feed the dead body food…it’s concerning. 💀

a/n: no title bc i couldn’t think of one plus this isn’t rlly a fic, js a lil smth i was thinking about. the last part of it was inspired by this su comic i read, though i can't remember what it was called..

heart beat, negative, lungs, deactivated, body, comprised.

you stared in horror as griot read you her vitals, her blood was all over your face, hands and clothes, but you didn’t dare wipe it.

there, your wife laid, impaled. red liquid pooling from her mouth and nose, her eyes were lifeless, she made no movement.

“would you like me to contact the others, ms.y/n?”

you gave no response to the ai, as everything slowly started to tune out, you couldn’t hear the outside world anymore, you couldn’t see it. all you could see your beloved laying on the ground in her own pool of blood.

the attack had begun earlier this evening. namor had decided he had wanted to cut off the deal they had both made, in fear of shuri lying to him and double crossing his nation.

“ms.y/n?”

he hadn’t done anything flashy like the last time he flooded the city. he instead got shuri alone. she was on her nightly visit to the beach just outside the woods, the last place her and her mother truly connected before she was taken from her. she would make sure there were no dora with her, not even you and namor must’ve known.

as she reminisced, the young monarch noticed the serpent god emerging from the ocean. she hadn’t treated him like an enemy, but she was still on edge whenever he was around.

“what is it that you want?”

“do you truly have the intention of us building an alliance?” his question threw the scientist off, is that not what she had said? almost everyone who knew shuri personally knew that she never backed down on her word, no matter how bad the person was. but, she supposed she could see his suspicions.

“yes, i told you, you had my word on that. wakanda would protect your oceans as long as you promised never to show up here again.”

“did you? or did you let me believe it?” he began hovering towards her, until his feet landed on the warm sand. shuri stood and began creating distance between them.

“what are you talking about?”

“you never truly wanted us to be allies, did you, queen?”

“stay away from me—“ shuri was known to be fearless her whole life, never being one to back down from a challenge or tell someone off, when most people would be peeing their pants or running the other way. but she can’t deny, for these past 3 years, she’s been feeling the opposite of fearless, like she’s just been waiting for the last thing to tip her over and have her bursting into tears.

“do you think i am an imbecile? that i know you seek vengeance of me killing your mother.”

“what? no—“

her reached her to where there were only a few centimeters between them.

“you cross me, and i warned you, i wipe wakanda off the face of the earth..”

shuri then felt some sharp come in contact with her abdomen, she finally took her fear-struck eyes off the aquatic ruler and down at the large, sharp spear. in the exact same spot he wounded her the last time they had battled.

“it won’t heal twice..” he spit, venom laced within his words.

she tried to open her mouth to speak but nothing but swift breaths of air would egress.

“please..” she let out breathlessly, though she got no response, no remorse. he let her collapse to the ground, eyeing her vengefully as she struggled to take in oxygen.

“do not worry, i’m granting you your wish. you should be thanking me..” was the last thing he heard from him before he yanked his weapon from her middle.

“ms.y/n, would you like me to request for assistance?”

you should’ve been there. you should’ve stayed with her, something in your gut told you something wasn’t right.

“are you sure she’s alright, i mean— she’s been out there for almost an hour an a half. i know y’all want me to give her her space to mourn but.. i just don’t know.. i think i should go check on her, just to be sure.” you paced around the dining room, after you, shuri, and everyone else had invited them to dinner. it was routine for your wife to sit outside and reminisce, so you didn’t bother her about it tonight.

“i hope you know that little panther is going to say something.” mbaku snorted as he picked up a final carrot from the display plate. you ignored his warning and went out to find her.

“shuri? baby, are you alright?” you called out to her and got no answer, until you reached closer and heard faint coughs, your eyebrows scrunched in confusion as you continued to tread carefully, “shuri?”

the sight you saw once you finally reached her was something you could never have prepared for.

“ms.y/n, i really think we should call for assistance!”

“oh god!” you screamed, quickly running up to her as she laid, choking on her own blood. you placed your hands over her wound, hoping to stop the blood the was gushing all over her clothes.

“shuri— please, you can’t do this right now!” you watched her as she only coughed, her chest rising up in down in quick haste as she tried her hardest to breathe.

tears streamed down your cheeks as you tried to calm yourself, attempting to remain strong so your emotions wouldn’t make the situation worse, “you can fight it baby, come on! you’re gonna be okay!” you picked off two kimoyo beads from your bracelet and set them into her wound swiftly.

"these should heal it, you're gonna be okay, you hear me?" you placed one hand on the side of her face while keeping the other onto her wound.

shuri didn't know this would be how she would go. she had so much she wanted to say to you, but not enough time. all she could do was look at you and hope that you could hear her every thought. despite all her hardships and stress, the best part of her day would be coming home to see you. you soothed her somehow; in a way she couldn't explain. and how badly did she want you to know. seeing your distressed and horrified face only made her realize that she should've expressed all of this to you sooner.

she did make sure that the last thing, the last person, she looked at was you. she wanted your face to be the last thing she saw before she went, that way she could go peacefully.

she ignored your cries and your pleads, and pretended it was just you and her, sitting on this very beach, listening to the waves crash against the rocks and the sound of the few occasional elephants' trunks as they took their child through the water. she imagined you two sitting her and enjoying each other's company, rather than the reality of you holding the other as they clung on to life.

"shuri please, i'm right here!" you cried hysterically as you rested your head on your wife's chest, trying your best to soothe her.

soon you could no longer hear shuri's gasps, and her chest had stopped its quick motion. and that only frightened you more.

your head shot up immediately only to see shuri's lifeless eyes staring back at you. you didn't call out to her this time; you didn't shake her. you just looked.

you looked.

you held her frail body in your hands and looked.

"y/n!" instead of hearing the ai pester your once more, you heard the general, one who your wife loved dearly. she stood still as she watched the scene before her. the recently crowned queen, the last of the royal family, was now gone. and her wife sat over her, shocked in fear.

"my queen.." she hesitated, walking steadily towards you.

"no.." you whispered, voice almost hoarse, your eyes staying on your beloved, as if she would emerge back to life if you stared long enough.

"please.. just let me—"

"she's cold.."

"y/n.."

"get her a blanket, okoye, she's cold.." you cradled her into your chest, holding her tightly.

"y/n, please!"

"i don't want her to be by herself.." the only thing that was freaking the general out was how you were talking about the young scientist.. as if she were still here. as if she wasn't laying lifeless in your arms. throughout her entire journey of being part of the dora milage, this had got to be the most frightening thing she'd seen, just after the loss of queen romanda.

"s-shes okay, okay? i'm just staying with her.. i don't want her to be alone.. she doesn't need to be alone." you rambled as you rocked back and forth, still holding your wife, just like you used to when she would come to you crying, and you were the only one who could ever make her feel better.

okoye sighed, she didn't even bother to ask how this happened or why, it wasn't the time. she only joined you both on the ground and brought your face into the crook of her neck as you broke down in her arms.

"i'm right here, udade omncinci, i'm right here.." she only sat there and comforted you, letting a few tears trickle down her cheeks as well.

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my Jude fic acc, 🎀

el caos, hace la musa

ೀ KALI’S FANTASIES ABOUT J.BELLINGHAM.

⌇ ⊹ 𓈒 ⟡ BLACK WRITER! | black readers welcome .ᐟ

KALI. SHE/HER. AFRO-LATIN WOMAN. 20

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heartbreak boy — jude blurb #3

i know i made fun of him but now i'm mourning 😞

“how could you even do this to me?”

“babe please, you need to hear me out-”

you let your fingers graze the leather of his jacket, only to push him away from you when he tried to give you a hug, “i can't even look at you in the eye right now jude...”

“but i thought you hated it. you said it looked like pubes for fuck's sake.”

“well it grew on me! it feels like a betrayal honestly...”

your gaze travelled to his eyes to the bare skin under his lips before letting a deep sigh.

“it's just this one time darling. to be fair, i didn't know you liked it that much.”

you rolled your eyes at your boyfriend's words, “well you don't think much, do you?”

part of you wanted to make him regret even thinking about a damn razor, but you picked the nicer choice. sticking out your pinky finger in front of his face.

“swear you won't shave again. not without telling me at least” jude groaned at your proposal but he still intertwined his pinky finger with yours. you pressed your lips against his pouted ones, satisfied by your arrangement.

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In fact I’m considering making a whole new acc, for Jude x black fem reader fics. Idk

(You don’t have to post this if you don’t want to!🫶🏿) but could you tag or reblog black writers who write for Jude Bellingham? ❤️ I’m new to the app so I’m still looking around for my people lmaoo😂 and if this is too weird you don’t have to post. Ily💛💛

hey! so i would suggest searching up the tag on the search bar (eg. jude bellingham x black reader) and im sure there will be fics that your looking for and accounts there that you can follow! and i love you too!!!!!!!

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the celebration after his second goal was so hot

(literally his face when you are sucking him off)

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pov: you’re his gf and you take this video 🤞🏻

credit: x on belinghm page.

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