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zaharacrossing · 3 months
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They are dating and I will not be convinced otherwise. 😤🥺 I frequently find these two together and it's the cutest. 💞
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This is round 4 of determining the most popular villager. The one with the most votes will move on.
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toxiccrybabyart · 10 months
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Ellie Animal Crossing for some art practice!
Specifically practicing furries and this other artstyle for slightly more detailed work!
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kirbro · 2 years
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elephants pt 2
pt 1
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sulsulesbian · 2 years
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commission me?♡
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inspos :^)
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hambreuisland · 2 years
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Ellie’s sweets shop and apartment
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shinobi-bacon · 2 years
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The ultimate sweet tooth for the ultimate sweetie!
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joscrossing · 2 years
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Early morning Fishtown impressions ⚓️🌅
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destructive-path · 2 months
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“you can move ellie, please?”
(+18) drabble free palestine
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you’re writhing under her.
its been hours, well it had felt like hours to you at least. hours of teasing from your fairly new girlfriend. intimate situations such as these were rare betwixt the two of you. work, hobbies, family, friends, roomates often got in the way. but not today. today your schedule had permitted the two of you to be completely free of lifes obligations. today, you and ellie were home, alone. so she wanted for take her time.
“shit baby my heads spinning.”
her breath shakes at the sight of you. legs spread apart, head lying against the plush stack of pillows that sit near your headboard. your naked. on display. ellies fingers dance on your waistline as the tip of her purple cock presses deep inside you.
“please.”
you feel like crying, you cant even look ellie in the eyes as you seek out any friction with the rise of your hips. she stops you, her grip on your waist becomes firm.
“w-wait.”
she cant take her eyes off you. something about this moment, its maddening. ellie cant get a good grip on anything. not on you, not on her thoughts, if gravity werent a factor ellie would slip into space.
she wanted to take her time, she wanted to take her time……but it was too late. once she felt you entrap her with your legs, your pussy became her prison.
something about ellie, you had noticed early on. she was fond of rotation. of the eyes, the tongue, fingers. but now it was her hips moved in circles. tactically, carefully. she wanted to take her time.
“this what you needed?”
her tone is pathetic, shes failing at her stride to come across as composed. the question sports something akin to a whiny “mmh?” at the end, but you dont care. its feels too perfect. each gyration of her hips send shocks to your core. and your clit. you already feel so good but you have to alleviate the sensation. your hand unclenches itself around your grasp on the sheets. slowly you insert the three longest digits in your mouth, coating them in saliva, then bring down the fingers to press on top of your puffy clit to begin your own osculations on the sensitive skin. your pleasure doubles. and do does the movement of ellies hips.
“f-fuck, ellie. dont stop.”
back arching deliciously, ellie savors the sight of you.
“feelin-uh! -good?”
she’s fueled by your sounds unraveling more and more each time her name leaves your lips. you nod in response. your fingers never halting as she thrusts faster, deeper. the feeling is overwhelming. tears brimming threatening to spill from your eyes. your free hand covers them out of embarrassment, or maybe just out of pure disbelief. she feels so good. you feel so good. but then, you feel something foreign.
a warm, thick, wet substance. delicate droplets fall on your hand. at first, you think its something ellie was trying out on you. maybe lube, spit, or possibly candle wax? you dont question it at first, too immersed in your own pleasure. but then she stops. the hand that was once on your waist leaves it home there. and she curses.
“fuck.”
your hand drops and your eyes fly open.
“fuck, shit. shitshitshit.”
her hand cups her nose and her head is tilted back. she slowly pulls out of you and you moan at the newly empty feeling.
“elliee. why did you-”
then you see it. blood. red and messy it seeps through her fingers. her nose is bleeding.
“goddamnit.”
shes disappointed by yet another interruption during this moment. she reveals her bloody face to you. giving you a good look at the damage you had done to her. cute. you felt sick, maybe you were. you wanted to feel sorry for ellie, but the only thing your brain let you feel was pride. the way the blood decorated her face uncovered a new kink you didnt know you had.
ellie watches you heaving under her. she chuckles at the way you seem so enamored at the sight of her blood dripping, flowing, spilling, growing sloppier by the second. ellie can tell you are turned on by the mess.
“youre sick, you know that?”
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pocketanimals · 2 years
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Which tea should I buy? 🤔
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puppetmaster13u · 4 months
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Prompt 164
“Dude, of course you’re having rage moments, have you like, ever gone back to the Zone after you got revived? Or at least like, found a familiar to take the edge off all that excess ecto of yours?” 
“... what.” 
“I’ll take that as a no, come on. My Dad can open a portal and we can find you a friend if you’re gonna’ insist on being in the living world!” 
“Wait a fucking minute- what the fuck-”
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zaharacrossing · 2 months
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I cannot get over how precious Ellie is. 🥺💕
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This is round 3 of determining the most popular villager. The one with the most votes will move on.
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doctorsiren · 2 months
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they were in love your honour
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via-the-cryptid · 10 months
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so we rejoin the story to find the Riddler having a crisis over the fact that Ellie somehow Does Not Know Who Batman Is. Ace is trying to explain it to her, except the Riddler can’t see Ace and is therefore considering the fact that the weird little girl he picked up might have a legitimate mental disorder that’s causing her to hallucinate. however his prevailing theory is that the toxin from the bullet (because of course it’s toxin, why else would it be green?) is messing with her head, so maybe she’ll make more sense once that’s dealt with.
except then he tries to say something about cleaning the wound and trying to get all the green out so she doesn’t get poisoned any further, and she fuckin goes.
“Oh, it’s supposed to be like that.”
“What?”
yeah, so fun fact for you, Eddie: Ellie’s insides are just green sometimes. and she’s not explaining why. there’s a reason, yes, allegedly a very good and normal reason according to her, but she’s not going to tell you what it is.
Lovely.
“Well, will you at least let me clean it?” He asks, not entirely believing that her blood is Supposed To Be A Little Bit Mostly Green. “Infections are a serious business, you know, they’ll eat away at your flesh if you don’t know what to—”
And Ellie just shrugs. “Yeah, whatever. As long as I come out of this with as much flesh as I went in with.”
And what the fuck does she mean by that. Is that an issue for her? Tissue theft? Do people regularly attempt to make off with her flesh? Every word out of this child’s mouth makes him more and more baffled and concerned.
Ellie, of course, is well aware of the fact that sometimes she would go into Vlad’s lab and then leave with less mass than she had before, so it’s quite a valid concern for her. Ellie also does not entirely know what a hospital or infirmary is, and therefore is under the impression that all people-fixing happens in a lab, since that’s how it went with both Vlad and Danny. Ace’s account of experimentation only supports that, although Ace is at least somewhat aware of what a hospital is.
so Eddie takes his newly acquired headache back to his base, grabs the first aid kit, and comes back into the room he left her in to find that yes, her blood is both green and red, and yes, it’s now on his floor. and so is the bullet.
“Can’t leave you alone for five minutes, Jesus Christ,” he mutters, punching the bridge of his nose. Ellie is unsympathetic.
“You were taking too long and I wanted the bullet out.”
Above her, Ace is sighing, though Eddie can’t hear it. “I told you to be careful. You could have waited for tweezers. I know he was bringing them.”
“Yeah, well, my fingers worked, didn’t they? I don’t need his tweezers.”
“Who are you talking to?”
“Ceiling ghost.”
“…What?”
“I said what I said. She’s unimpressed by you, by the way.”
“I— what? Why is a ceiling ghost judging me? And for that matter, whose ghost is in my ceiling?!”
“That’s irrelevant! You should work on being someone the ceiling ghost can be proud of, dammit!”
(Eddie is very close to throwing something, but Ace is laughing for the first time since Ellie’s met her, so. Ellie can’t really bring herself to regret antagonizing the question man.)
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undergroundrockpress · 6 months
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Bon Scott & The Heathen Girls, Atlanta, Georgia 1978. Photo : Rennie Ellis.
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