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andersonsgirl · 9 months

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please,

abby anderson x fem! reader

a/n: not my first written smut, but my first on this acc 🤷‍♀️ idk i was rlly horny last night and once i was done w myself if ykyk i was like “abby..” and so here i am idk its lowkey bad but whatever it worked for me so idk

warnings: SMUT!!! MDNI! kissing, dry humping, lesbian sex, oral sex, praising, begging, fingering, r! receiving, top! abby, bottom! reader, vaginal!eating out

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your throat vibrates from the cry you let out as abby’s tongue circled your clit harshly. your thighs squeezed around her head harshly, eyes snapping shut as your head became dizzy from the overstimulation of your upcoming second orgasm of the night.

Abby’s sucked on your clit, the small bundle of nerves exploding with sensitivity to all the small movement she makes— her head moving downward enough to allow her tongue to go inside your hole, her nose ‘accidentally’ pushing up against your clit in a teasing way, earning a plea from you.

“fuck— ab—abby please, i can’t— please—” you begged, the feelings becoming too much for you to bare. she simply grunted, her hands coming to harshly grab your hips when you tried to push away, your own hands desperately grabbing into your baby pink bedsheets. Abby’s hands held your hips down although they fought otherwise, trying to free themselves. You let out a cry when she suddenly pulled you down deeper into her mouth, causing you to continue to try and move away— squirming pointlessly as her blunt nails dug deeply into your now red thighs.

she growled, pushing you down harshly— huffing. “stop moving.” she demanded, her voice rough and husky from having been eating you out so harshly for so long.

Abby reached up to slide her hand up your stomach, goosebumps coating your skin as she let her big hands reach up to cup your soft boob, sliding her body over yours, she let her head move towards the breast, allowing her lips to suck on your tit.

“fuck— abby— fu—ahh.. please..” you begged, she didn’t know what for because she was trying to get you to cum, she’s been trying.

her tongue twisted the nipple, kissing and smoothing your boob. “just relax, baby.” she hummed, the vibrations allowing your to crack an eye open. You sigh, the feeling of her warm tongue on your boob distracted your from the harsh grip her other hand had on your thigh.

your head lifted lightly, relaxing into the soft mattress. abby watched as you calmed down, heart beating fast through your chest, breaths becoming more steady.

she rolled her neck, kissing a trail back down to your pussy, and now you were still— she can finally make you fucking finish.

She moved her hands to spread your thighs once again, moving her finger down to slip inside you. It was easy do to the slick that surrounded your beautiful cunt, arousal eating you alive. abby heard you moan, but was too busy on trying to get you to finish.

She began pumping her fingers inside of you, her neck bending down to allow her tongue to suck on your clit once again. Your moans and cries were loud— so loud she almost began to pity your neighbors.

“F-fuck.. abby, oh my god please. please please, please, I— i can’t oh.. oh! ahhh..abby..” her tongue moved around, your hips bucking up against her chin harshly, trying to reach your long awaited climax.

her own clit was throbbing, the sound of you moaning her name was enough to send her into a little bit of a aroused state. “fuck..” she mumbled, her own hips jolting up and down on your bed, the pleasure of having to underwear allowing her clit to get its needs.

abby moved her thumb to press harshly against your clit to assist her tongue— and a particularly loud moan from you caught her attention.. The trembling in your thighs, hitches in your breath, rapid bumps of your hips— finally, you were close.

Abby’s thumb began to harshly and quickly rub your clit, her tongue licking wonders, fingers pumping in and out of your with speed she didn’t know she had.

“ahh.. i..i’m gonna—”

“yeah.. let it out. are you gonna cum?”

“yes… ahh.. ugh.. oh my god,” you yelped, throwing your head back as you stare wide eyed, the build up becoming so much you didn’t know what to do.

and finally, it happened.

You let out a loud scream as you came into abby’s mouth, your slick being sucked up by her quickly as she didn’t stop her pumping.

“yeah.. i knew it was in there. good girl.” she praised, sitting up lightly and making her way to your tear stained face, her lips smashing onto your puffy ones.

her fingers were still inside you, her tongue that was also once inside you now coming to meet yours— your essence leaking from her mouth to yours, allowing you to get a taste of yourself. you kissed her back feverishly, lips matching perfectly.

“fuck..” she moaned into the kiss, her slick covered fingers removing themselves from your pussy and allowing her hand to come rest on your waist, her legs approached your body, looming over your trembling form.

“thank you, abs.” you whispered, the sweat covering both you and abby making the atmosphere sticky.

“of course, baby.”

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thewritersaddictions · 1 month

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Drabble: Joel Miller- Jacob's Ladder

The walls of Boston QZ are stuffy, and no matter where you go, there's always a fucking FEDRA stalking around the many alleyways. You aren't sure how the fuck you managed, first off, not to tip off any FEDRA agents, and second off, to get to the most feared-ish man in all of Boston.

You needed help, which was already hard enough to ask for. Help wasn't given away freely anymore. The Deep South had ingrained into you that everyone was willing and ready to help, yet nobody cared about somebody else and their problems in a post-zombie world.

And everything came with a cost.

Simply put, it starts with you needing to return to some building away from the FEDRA agents and the many Weridos hidden in said alleyways. You catch his attention, at first, with the sway of your hips, and then you talk to the FEDRA agents like you don't care about the world besides getting what you want when you want it.

That's how you end up with your thighs arched over Joel's thick shoulders and his head between your thighs. Large hands grabbing and holding you down. Your hair tousled from Joel, pushing you down onto the bed. "Open your legs a little wider, baby," Joel mutters against your skin, so you do as you've been told, opening your legs wider. "There you go, such a good girl for me," Joel says as one hand leaves your thigh to lay on your lower stomach.

Beard scratching your soft and sensitive skin leaves you arching your back already. "I haven't even done anything yet, baby." Joel coos as he presses a kiss to the apex of your pussy. He's never let you take care of him the way he takes care of you. The way he leaves you begging for more, screaming his name at the top of your lungs, has pretty much everyone in the QZ knowing that you belong to the big lousy smuggler Joel Miller.

Your lungs burn the same way the tears in your eyes do as your orgasm hits you like a massive wave on the beach. The air is sucked out of your lungs, and your legs go stiff as Joel's tongue laps at your leaking cunt. He gives little room for you to catch your breath as he continues his brutal attack on your cunt.

When you look down between your thighs, you can see how Joel's forehead is sticky with sweat, and his eyes are filled with a sort of lust that you hadn't really pinned him to get lost in.

Something is different about him when he pulls up from between your thighs. Beard-wet, dark brown eyes glazed over that they almost look black. "You always cum so good for me, baby girl," Joel says as he slips off his t-shirt and throws it into a discarded pile on the floor. Joel is perfect as he stands up from his kneeled position and slots himself between your thighs, stretching you out to make room for him.

The old jeans are itchy as they rub against your sensitive skin, but you don't seem to care as Joel's hands roam your body. Cupping your tits in his large hands and his lips grazing over yours in the worst but best way possible. You moan, wanting more of whatever the hell Joel is giving you right now.

Joel is a man of few words, and you are the opposite. Your mouth never shuts up but does when the clad jeans fall down Joel's chiseled hips, and you are left with your mouth wide open and your brows in the air. You can't see it, but you can feel it.

Cold and metal. It takes a few moments before you're able to process what you're feeling, bumping and sliding against your cunt. "Joel?" He hums, "Yeah, baby." It's more of a moan, but you're so lost in your thoughts. "What… there's… why is your dick cold?"

Finally, a formed question has Joel chuckling, something you've only heard when the liquor was poured too hard and drank too fast. "Why's my dick cold?" He repeats, with a soft, almost smile on his face. Shitty FEDRA lights from outside give you nothing to go off of, but you can feel the cocky look on Joel's brow. "Give me your hand, baby, and you can find out." You swallow hard but give your hand to him. His hand dwarfs yours as he pulls it down towards his cock.

Over the leaky tip and down the shaft is when his cock goes from leaky and hot to leaky and cold. Bumps on the underside of his cock. Soft grunts fill the air, and his hips thrust softly into your hand. "What are these, Joel?" Your voice is a little shy than usual. "I don't know, dear. Why don't you tell me?" Still cocky has ever

"It feels like." You say as your rub your hands up and down Joel's cock, feeling the metal piercings up and Joel in the process. "Fuck me, you gotta be gentle with it, baby." Joel groans as his hand comes forward, landing on the bed to support himself. "Feels like you've got piercings in your dick Joel." Again, another chuckle and graon fall from Joel's lips. "I do, baby." Your first thought is to ask him why he has them when he got them, but all of that is taken away from you when Joel's cock slips from your fingers, and you're pushed back down onto the bed.

Joel's large frame hangs over you as he rubs the tip of his cock over your sensitive cunt, then he pushes the tip into your whole. Leaking out and down on the twenty-year-old sheets. You moan at the new feeling between your legs and grab onto the sheets and any part of Joel you can get a hold of.

Yet nothing prepares you for the feeling of cold metal slipping into your tight, wet walls. Your maons are stuck in the back of your throat, just like Joel's are.

"There you go, sweetheart." Joel murmurs as he fills you up, "So fuckin' tight." He adds, trying to make a coherent sentence isn't even in your mind as Joel slips almost all the way out and then back in. Once again, the air from your lungs is out, and you're holding on to dear life. Joel sets a pace that you can't manage to keep up with as the bedframe rocks and hits the wall behind it.

It's not until later in the night, right before the sun starts to filter through the Boston QZ walls and apartments, that you get to ask him about his piercings. "So why?" you ask as he wraps you around in his arms. "Why what?" he asks back.

"You know the dick piercings?" His brows lift, and a smile grows on his face. "Because I was dumb, and that was nearly forty years ago." Joel answers. "yeah, but why?" You ask again, pushing him just a little further. He sighs, not heavily, just sighs. "Because… it was a bet." Your face lights up with amusement. "Oh do tell." Joel shakes his head, starting a story that doesn't end til late that afternoon.

Completed on: 03/17/24

Posted on: 03/22/24

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elxarw · 4 months

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Okay but like ellie with a cat

Tw: Fluff, blood implied, use of (Y/N), a cat

(I've never really written before so I hope this is good!!)

Just imagine her with like an adorable cat and it constantly going up to ellie and demanding pets 24/7 whenever she's busy doing important things

Ellie had just got back from patrol and, this time, it had been particularly dangerous. She told you that there had been a surprising amount of infected. She was cleaning of her guns when she heard a "meow" from the corner of the room

"Ugh- now?" She says to the cat "your so anoying" she sits down near the cat and laughs "aww your so adorable" (she proceeds to pet it for hours)

She would always have at least 10 scratches on her hand from playing with it and then she complaines that the cat is so mean (/lh)

"(Y/N) could you get me a plaster?" Ellie shouts from across the apartment. "What ells-? Are you okay" you repy concerned "yeah I'm fine, she just scatched me again" you laugh at her for the next 10 minutes

Before you and ellie got a cat shed send you like 10 pictures of cats a day being like "oh their so cute". She ends up acting like a child asking you for a cat every day until you eventually cave in

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terrfiedina · 3 months

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Ellie roleplayers save me, save me ellie roleplayers

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lesbianslvt666 · 11 months

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Hogwarts!AU

Astronomy!professor!Ellie x Dark arts! Professor f!reader

Acquaintances to friends to enemies to lovers?

MINORS DNI OR ILL BLOCK YOU!

content warning: mentions of bad spells lol you see around the end.

Slytherin reader lol, Ellie keeping secrets from you so you use your sexiness to get her to spill (both down her pants and information)

smut (very bad lol,, i am still shit at writing it) fingering (both Ellie and reader), almost pussy eating (E! receiving), switch Ellie and reader, small choking play (E! receiving), marking (E! receiving), hickeys (E! receiving), nibbles (E! receiving), neediness I guess, none of you cum at the end lol (spoiler I guess) idk what else :))

Your tight curls trapped in a scarf. You didn’t had no time or interest to get all dolled up for your first class, seven am, after, of course staying until 2 am talking senselessly with Ellie.

When you woke up Ellie was still sound asleep, her messy shaggy hair sticking to her face, making a mental note while you changed and got ready for your day, to braid her hair at night.

Entering the classroom gave the weirdest memories back to you. like no time had gone by, the classroom looked exactly the same.

The class was Gryffindor's and Slytherins, your own house arrival was earlier than the Gryffindor's, "one point to the Slytherins" you said as a joke, earning a few chuckles from the students.

The class was interesting to say the least, clouded with questions ranging from getting to know you to what had happened to the last professor. Your answers of course staying appropriate as possible and dismissing the ones relating to your predecessor.

Breakfast arrived fast after the lesson, dismissing the class was easy of course. However getting to the great hall with the clouded hallways proved to be a problem, trying to avoid the mass of students, circling through corridors until you couldn’t recognize where you were or where to turn.

Before you could freak out, you heard two muffled voices. your name being the only words you could recognize, walking in your tippy toes so the people talking couldn't hear you. You arrived as nearby as you could to the sound.

"what I am trying to tell you Ellie! is that I don’t know… if it’s a wise idea for her to know…" Minerva's voice sounded weary, shaky.

"Minerva, she is a strong girl, she can take the news" a short pause clouded after Ellie spoke. "I actually think telling her is more clever, she has to know what danger could be coming so she can be ready"

Ellie voice sounded smaller, like scared a student might hear.

"no Williams!, the headmaster was very clear about not letting her know, she knows there is a threat and that is enough for her to take care when it- IF IT comes." her voice was an ultimatum, the clack of her shoes sounded harsh on the ground.

However, you didn’t heard a second pair walking- "I know you are there, come forward."

You, as if a child being discovered doing something you shouldn’t have, came to her line of view, her eyes opening wide and your name leaving her mouth like a hiccup driven by surprised, "I thought it was a student, what are you doing here!?" her steps approaching you.

A low chuckle leave your lips when you realized how childish the whole thing was. "well… I got lost…" your tongue emphasising the s and t sound.

She let out an amuse laugh. "just like old times angel?" her eyes opened as soon as the pet name left her lips, your own face becoming red, you had fought monsters, dragons, men. But Ellie calling you angel truly made you weak.

Changing completely the subject, Ellie guided you to the great hall, asking you questions about you class. You quickly realized Ellie had a thing for you. The night before accidentally confessing she had a crush on you when you were friends with Dina and today calling you pet names.

You guessed the best way to know the secrets Minerva and the head master didn’t wanted you to know was… maybe, getting to Ellies "good" side, and even getting a bit more of other things?

When night embodied the sky, Ellie took off to her classroom, doing her stuff while you ran around the dorm sharpening your plan, how to make Ellie fall for you, how to get her to tell you everything…

12:00 am

The clock beside you turn as soon as Ellie entered the room, her body and face tired. "I didn’t knew astronomy was so exhausting" she jumped slightly at your voice, giving away the fact that she thought you were sound asleep. "I mean… mentally it is, but today… umm…" she sat down on a corner of her bed, taking her shoes off and moving her head around, trying to relive some pain off her shoulders. You sneakered behind her, not getting in the bed just yet

"I had to- umm, I had to fix a few things before class…"her voice just above a whisper, her head lost in a sea of wondering thoughts, her sight far away from the room.

Her hands travelled to her cloak now, trying to get it off, however, she was met with your hands upon hers, while you tried to take a seat behind her, trapping her between your legs and your chest pressed to her back. Her body stiffened, trying too hard not to explode right there. "let me help you then… just relax" your hands stripping her shoulders off the cloak and massaging the tension off them.

Your touch felt so good, the pressure on her chest subsiding, her thoughts fixated on you, your scent lingering and embracing her and your warmth relaxing every bit of coldness and bitterness.

A groan scaped her lips without her notice and her head fell to your right shoulder, exposing her beautiful neck to you, calling you, your lips almost giving in to kiss her, so easy for you to reach…

With your free hand, you took you wand, diming the lights and closing the drapes with a few spells, she took hers, like connected to you, turning on a music player, the faint sound of music indulging your ears.

Humming softly to the music, your hands wondering around her arms, toned, veiny, tatted, so hot…

She opened her eyes slowly, looking at your face, while you looked down to her hands, rings adorning her long fingers and you thought about the logistics of her slender fingers deep inside you with the rings, or without them?

"you like my rings?" her voice laced with something you couldn’t quiet decipher, was she mocking you? Could she read your thoughts? You mind wondering upon two options. You could continue as you heart and your cunt were hopping you would, or… you could change the topic now to the elephant in the room… however, there was like three gigantic elephants here and you didn’t knew which should be better to address.

could it be the threat of your life? Would that be too soon? Scare her off?

Could it be her tired demeanour and the fact that she had bruises underneath her tattoos?

Or maybe address the fact that you heard the Hufflepuffs bickering at dinner about the fact that Ellie dismissed todays class…

"I like your hands too…" your heart won.

Her arm moved to the side, fingers glassing over your exposed tight, while you looked down to her movements and then up to her concentrated face, and to her exposed neck.

Your hand moved by itself, like in trance, fingers trapping her chin to look at you.

"would it be wrong if I wanted to kiss you?" your voice small, almost ashamed.

Your mouth was attacked by her own, her body moving now to face you, your legs intertwining to cage her hips and push her closer to you, her strong hands holding you to push you two further into the bed.

Her hot mouth open on top of yours, the kiss so needy so intense, years of thinking how you'd taste and how you'd feel came to pay her up badly, squirming and shifting on top of you, needing more, needing to fulfil her fantasies.

Her hands planted on the bed, on each side of your face, you pulled her even closed with your legs, your hands exploring her torso all the way to her breast.

This closeness was torturing, it wasn’t enough.

"please Ellie…"

her eyes rolling to the back of her head, your voice pleading for her.

"please what bun?"

her face burying in your neck, tracing all the way to find your sweet spot, needing to know what makes you weak, she wanted to know all the ways she could please you.

"touch me Ellie, I need you… please…"

She felt like wave of something new hit her from the back, her whole body now caging you and her hands pulling you so close.

Like waltzing, both of you shifted positions, Ellie was now sitting on the bed, strong back flushed against the headboard.

You were now sitting on top of her, so impossibly close, if your atoms could melt against hers and make one being they would.

Her hands roaming all over your body, so desperate to touch every bit of you. Your mouth hot in her neck, tracing with your tongue everywhere you could, desperate to feel more of her.

Her agitated breathing mixed with the sound of your clothed thighs against her pants. Fabric shifting while you straddle her, moving your hips against her own, choked moans coming from your throat, feeling her hips bulge upwards, hitting you core. Her head going backwards, the over stimulation so much…

Your hands pushing past her sports bra massaging both her breast under her shirt, hard nipples at the palm of your hand and she was squirming, trying hard not to moan only by small friction (that wasn’t enough) and the view of your needy state on top of her, trying to ride her, still fully clothed (that WAS enough)

She kissed you again, hot mouth against yours, opened lips for her to simply slide in, tongue exploring your mouth and you took your time to suck on it. That pushed her to oblivion, one of her hands going down to the place she needed you the most.

"oh no, you are not getting yourself off, that’s my job pretty."

your voice adding another layer to her ache, your words almost making her cum on the spot, your body sliding off her, ass perked up so she could see it while you lowered yourself in between her legs, her neediness making her shake slightly when your hands came to unbuckle her belt.

Not wanting to make her suffer any longer, you slid off her pants and boxers in a swift motion, her legs closing together after that.

"I am usually the one… ummm… The one down there" she said almost shy, scared that it would scare you off.

You just chuckled.

"do you want this Ellie? Do you want me to make you feel good? To make the stress go away?"

With every word you spoke, she opened slightly her legs for you, your smirk making evident that you needed this as much as she did.

Placing her legs up your shoulder while giggling you dive in to kissing her milky legs, every mole and freckled receive personal attention form you mouth and tongue.

"Ellie, do you want this?" you said resting you head on one of her thighs.

"yes, yes… please I want you all" and she would have you.

Those words tickled something in the pit of your stomach, a desire bubbling there like nothing before.

Kissing more roughly up her thigh, leaving marks, small nibbles and hickeys, her response were agitated breaths and drown moans. One of your fingers arrived first to her aching cunt, her hips buckling in to your palm trying to get something more, anything at all. glistening essence coating your palm as you decided to be a good girl for her fully palming her pretty pussy, inserting a finger of your other hand.

Her mouth hung agape at that, you couldn’t resist how good she felt on your finger, clutching on to it. The room feeling too hot out of nowhere so you detached from her, her small pout making you giggle while you took of your sleep set, no underwear, she groaned "take your shirt Ells, play nice…"

She wasn’t used to being told what to do, I mean, not in these sort of circumstances…

And that almost made her quiver.

Both completely naked now, she couldn’t stop herself for latching on to you, kissing you and feeling you, naked body flushed against her hot skin.

One of her hands falling down to you cunt, dripping down your legs, she wanted to ruin you, to take you and mark you as hers. And she will…

"tell me If you want me to stop"

Her hand now palming you, both kneeled on the bed facing each other. Your mind in ecstasy and confused.

You were supposed to make her feel good… right?

Your own had going down on her, mirroring her position, her other free hand falling to your ass, pressing so hard that you knew tomorrow youll see the print of her hand on it. Your free one going for her neck, pressing only around it slightly. Her head fell back, eyes rolling all the way. Your hand now deep in her pussy, your hard nipples flushed to hers, her hand feeling your cunt closing on her fingers. It was too much for both.

"I am… I am gonna…" your voice cut off by your own moans and shaky breaths.

"me too angel, cum with me…" her own voice whiny and raspy, strained from trying to keep her moans from coming out her lips, it was a matter of seconds before you both reached your high.

A loud sound and a scream could be heard from outside your room. Both of you separating fast, startle…

Flushed faces and naked bodies separating from each other.

"what the fuck was that!" Ellies eyes opened, fear seeping from the pit of her stomach out, seemingly forgetting that none of you made it to your orgasm…

Your puzzling mind wondering, no other thought than to investigate, walking without noticing and putting your clothes back on with every step you took. Ellie, putting her shirt on and some sweats she had around. following you close behind, her breath itching your neck.

Opening the door made a loud screeching sound, gaining to however was on the other side to run, Ellie looked to the opposite end of the footsteps, a girl laying cold on the ground, eyes and mouth open in destress, so full of fear that sent a chill down your spine, her hand was pointing out on front of her line of sight, she was petrified.

"take her to the infirmary!" you screamed at Ellie, taking off to run behind the footsteps.

Ellie looked to where you were leaving, ready to catch whoever did it, an indescribable feeling pooling in her throat, she looked down to the kid in her hands. "fuck!" she screamed as you were now out of her view.

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ohblitz0 · 1 year

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of course a little sneak peak to my joel fic so far! it’s almost done should be posting it soon. this one is pretty much just porn so stay tuned, thanks for all the luv <3

#joel miller #pedro pascal #tlou smut #pedro x reader #twd rp #joel miller x reader #joel and ellie #joel the last of us

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survivedesires · 4 months

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survivedesires: a low-to-medium activity, multi-muse, multiverse rp blog with original and canon characters. penned by D (he/him 25+) smut-friendly but not exclusively. plot discussion encouraged. prefers writing over discord. ask for it!

muses | guidelines | kinks | wanted opposites | open starters

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i'm always up for plotting, shoot me a message!

requests for muses are taken but may be denied if i don't feel it's a good fit.

heavy nsfw content will be present! mdni. i will not write with minors.

#ooc #mun speaks #smut rp #indie smut rp #kink rp #indie rp #mature rp #smut roleplay #adult rp #indie smut roleplay #indie kink rp #stranger things rp #the last of us rp #marvel rp

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musingmixtape · 5 months

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reverse starter call: ♡ if you'd like me to go check your open starters and reply to one or two of them!

#if none of them catch my eye i'll write us a starter! my last final is tomorrow night and i'm so close to be free i can't wait!!#will be catching up w my drafts soon but i'd love some new stuff so here we are :)#indie rp #indie starter call #indie smut rp #indie lesbian rp

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lemonadecabaret · 1 year

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🍋 OPEN NIRVANA STARTER

open to : m / nb prompt : nirvana is a lab created human-alien hybrid who has been kept under lock and key in an underground government laboratory. having reached sexual maturity, she’s in heat and her latent powers are manifesting/spiraling out of control. ( based loosely on the 1995 film species ) connection : scientist, government official, soldier, someone that’s snuck into the lab/her enclosure, etc.

Her fingertips touch the thick glass of her enclosure, wide eyes bright with unsated curiosity and gaze thick with a desperation that Nirvana doesn’t quite understand. She’s never actually been sick — all the doctors and scientists have whispered about her immunity to human-based illnesses. Nirvana is the perfect specimen. Still, she feels hot. Feverish, if she’s remembering the word correctly. “Let me out,” she pleads, her voice soft and sultry. The blonde is holding herself together by threads, trying to temper the power and frustration flowing through her veins with the honey that so often gets her what she wants. “Please — I need.”

#indie smut rp #indie kink rp #🍋 open threads #🍋 open threads ● nirvana #okay last open for tonight lmao #unless inspiration strikes for belial since i'm desperate to use him

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celinex03 · 8 months

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𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

• mean (closeted) lesbian

• over protective

• needy

• stubborn

• cocky

• emotionally conflicted

• jealous

• very possessive

• loving

• caring

• kind

𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒

[enemies to lovers]

[strangers to lovers]

[forbidden love]

[friends with benefits]

𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐏𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒:

You Ready? | Abby Anderson X OC | by camrinscoot

More Than A Mentor: An Abby Anderson Fanfiction by rowanberrywrites

IRRESISTIBLE | An ABBY ANDERSON Fanfiction | FEM OC X ABBY ANDERSON by Hagridscrustyboots

BETTER HALF • abby anderson oneshots by cvpidkiss-

[under construction] ambivalent by AngVirgo

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐀𝐔:

young abby: shannon berry

adult abby: jocelyn mettler

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐒 (𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖):

• Abby looking at you from afar admiring you while you work and help around, but also thinking about all the ways would make you cum. You not having a single clue since she hasn’t spoken a single word to you or even smiled.

• Her coming back from scavenging and asking you to take a shower with her. you two teasing each other while undressing while drooling over each other’s bodies. others getting mad because they want to shower but you guys taking all the time to fuck in all different positions (lots of fingering, pussy licking and kissing involved). you smelling like pine and the walk of shame after the steaming shower.

• Abby has a deep primal kink. she fucks you for hours like an animal.

• She will randomly start counting down from 30 while you guys are out in the woods for patrol, that will be your clue to start running. After she finished counting she will hunt you down and bang you senseless.

• Abby loves to see you cry especially when you’re hurt, it makes her think about how you would whimper and cry trying to take her 10 inch strap. Sometimes she’ll start an argument on purpose to escalate it so she can make you cry either with her words or a slap across your face.

• She likes to slap you, not to hard but just enough to make you gasp slightly. she also pinches your cheek or pats your head, treating you like a little girl.

• Abby sometimes licks the tears off of your cheeks, after you came or she slapped you.

• She’ll make you ride her thigh since she loves to hear you whimper and feeling your hot breath against her neck.

• Usually after Abby has had her way with you and all the adrenaline has left her system, she’ll be shocked she fucked you for so long while she was aggressive.

• If she’s not working, with friends or with you, she most probably has her hands down her pants.

• Abby tends to bite you while fucking. Nevertheless she really enjoys the view of you laying completely helplessly, exhausted with sleepy eyes, covered in sweat, cum and bite marks, afterward.

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frogstalavista · 1 year

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PLZ HMU IF YALL WANNA HAVE A JOEL X OMEGAVERSE ANGSTY RPPPPP))

Omfg i’m so glad this is my new hyperfix now uwu

#joel miller smut #joel miller #joel miller fanart #the last of us fanart #the last of us #the last of us rp #the last of us hbo #the last of us show #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanart #tlou #tlou rp #joel tlou #tlou joel #tlou fanart #namjoonscutetummy

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thewritersaddictions · 8 days

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If The Walls Could Talk Chapter 1: We Are All Adults Here

Pairing: DBF!Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Pov: Reader

Summary: When your parents leave for their annual summer vacation, they ask your long-time neighbor to come by and check on you.

Warnings: Smut, Age Gap (20/50), a little bit of corrosion, sexual tension, Bj's, PinV, Unprotected sex, Smut with no plot, shower/tub smut.

A/n- @ Firefly-graphics for dividers.

WC- 3.2

If The Walls Could Talk Series // The Last Of Us Master List

With another semester of college under my belt, it’s time to come home for the summer. The group chat with my parents tells me that even years later, they still leave the house for a few weeks during the summer for a vacation. They’re going on a cruise this year and will be gone for nearly a month.

I’ve lived next to a man and his daughter for years—a sweet kid a little younger than me. Hours were spent playing with her when we were both young, and when I started high school, I began babysitting her, and nothing changed. I was always in his house, and the fact that we were constantly bumping into each other had my crush flying through the sky.

I had a crush that suddenly disappeared when I was up and moved away to college, but every summer, my crush came back with a vengeance—a spiteful vengeance. The older I got, the more I looked at Sarah’s dad in a new and different light.

Now I’m driving back home to an empty house and a house right next door with my much older crush. Let’s also add that Joel is also my dad’s best friend. He has been his best friend since Joel moved in with his baby daughter almost twenty years ago. The lights on the house are off, and my garage door opens with one button press.

The first day back from college was always just about laundry and eating a typical meal for the first time since I had been home for the brief spring break before exams. I can see that Joel is home; his truck is in the driveway, and the kitchen light is on. I text my parents while I wait for my food to reheat in the microwave.

Made it home, eating leftovers.

Aww I’m glad you are home sweetie. Don’t forget that if you need anything Joel is right across the street.

And his daughter is at camp this summer so he’ll be there anytime you need him.

You can’t just volunteer Joel like that.

I’ll make sure to remember that Mom.

I swipe out of the chat a little faster than normal. My attention drifts over to the lit-up kitchen window and I think about whatever Joel might be doing… since Sarah is away at summer camp. The beeping of the microwave pulls my attention away, and the room smells of leftovers. That night I watched a random movie marathon in a bed I’ve had since middle school, and fell asleep with a half eaten plate of food on my nightstand.

A week later theres a knock on the fence to my backyard. My eyes are closed behind my sunglasses. It’s only when the hot rays of sun fade and turn cold do I open my eyes and shift my eyes down the brim of my nose. It’s Joel. Standing there in all his glory. A hawaiian shirt covers his tan skin, and shorts give very little to the imagination.

I had a crush that suddenly disappeared when I was up and moved away to college, but every summer, my crush came back with a spiteful vengeance. The older I got, the more I looked at Sarah’s dad in a new and different light.

Now I’m driving home to an empty house and a house right next door with my much older crush. Let’s also add that Joel is also my dad’s best friend. He has been his best friend since Joel moved in with his baby daughter almost twenty years ago. The lights on the house are off, and my garage door opens with one button press.

I made it home, eating leftovers.

Aww, I’m glad you’re home, sweetie. Don’t forget that Joel is right across the street if you need anything.

His daughter is at camp this summer, so he’ll be there anytime you need him.

You can’t just volunteer Joel like that.

I’ll make sure to remember that, Mom.

I swipe out of the chat a little faster than normal. My attention drifts over to the lit-up kitchen window, and I think about whatever Joel might be doing… since Sarah is away at summer camp. The beeping of the microwave pulls my attention away, and the room smells of leftovers. That night, I watched a random movie marathon in a bed I’ve had since middle school and fell asleep with a half-eaten plate of food on my nightstand.

A week later, a knock was on the fence in my backyard. My eyes are closed behind my sunglasses. It’s only when the hot rays of the sun fade and turn cold that I open my eyes and shift my eyes down the brim of my nose. It’s Joel. Standing there in all his glory. A Hawaiian shirt covers his tan skin, and his shorts give little to the imagination.

“Your dad told me you were home.” He says plainly. I nod and keep my eyes on him. “You haven’t left the house in over a week, so I came to check on you,” Joel says as he shifts from in front to the side of me, sitting on another pool chair. “I haven’t needed to. You know mom always makes way too much food during the summer.” This is the second summer I’ve come back home, and my parents have been out on a cruise or flying to some destination they picked out the minute they got back the previous summer. “I know she’s always trying to pawn it off to the other neighbors,” Joel says, looking at you and then the water.

There’s a long pause between us; the tension grows, and before it can well into something, I cut Joel right off at the knees. “Well, I’m sure you’ve got other things to do today.” I say, then add, “instead of checking up on me.” There’s a shift in Joel’s face, but he quickly hides it behind a bright smile. “I do have some yard work I’ve gotta get done.” He says, getting up from the pool chair and pushing with the palms of his hands.

I watch him walk away. Open and close the fence gate. I stare for a long while. Wondering where the hell these random, hot flashes of feeling came from. The bottom of my stomach burns with a passion that I don’t even feel when I go out with guys from my college. I lick my lips, bring my sunglasses back up the ridge of my nose, and close my eyes. By the time I get back inside, the summer day’s heat has disappeared, and my skin is tanned.

Joel seems to know every time I’m outside. He knocks on the gate and lets himself in. This time I’m swimming in the pool. The heat has suffocated me in a way I’m not used to, “Do you go anywhere else?” Joel asks. I lift my head from the pool surface and look at him. This time, he’s wearing just a pair of shorts. Swim trunks, “It’s not like I have many places to go.” I say plainly before dropping my head onto the pool water’s surface. I feel the ripples of the water as Joel moves in.

He starts at the steps and makes his way over to me. Long swimming strides, and in a matter of seconds, he’s by my side. Once again, I was standing in the sunlight. I peep my eyes open again. “Do I have something on my face?” I ask him. His brown eyes bore holes into me in a way that made me feel like the only other person on earth but also uncomfortable. “I just hadn’t realized how much you’d grown up.” That is all Joel says before he too, lays on his back. I’m stuck wondering what that means. I had always seen Joel for precisely what he was.

“What does that mean?” I finally ask after a little silence. Joel seems to be forming his words, “It just means that are have become a beautiful woman in the passing years.” My courage starts to grow. “Does that mean you’ve been watching me?” I say, looking over at him. I can see him visibly swallow has if I’ve caught him in a tongue twister. “I… You…” He rolls his lips together, I move in the water. I want to see his face. “I’m what Joel?” My bathsuit hugs me tightly due to the water. “You’re just…” “I’m just what Joel?” I ask brushing my hand up from his belly to his chest. His skin lights up with goosebumps in the hot weather.

“I’m far to old for you.” He says as if he’s trying to stop himself from making a horrible choice. As if saying he’s older then me is going to stop the way my nails are dragging down the center of his body. Inching closer to the tie of his swim trunks.

The way my name falls from his lips, like he’s barely holding back his wants and needs. “Y/n, please I’m just as old as your father.” I roll my eyes. “Can you not bring him up when all I wanna do is make you feel good.” I mutter softly. Joel lets go of my hands and groans when I grab at his erection from the swim trunks. It’s just a wet piece of fabric between my hand and his cock.

“Fuck,” Joel mutters out in a low groan. But before the moment goes any further I move my hand and float towards the pool stairs. Joel is up and moving towards me before I even manager to get the towel around my body. “What in the hell was that?” He tries not to shout. “That’s called payback for the past fifteen years of my life, now if you don’t mind I’m gonna go take a bath,” I say before slipping into my flip-flops and walking into the cool air of the house. I leave the sliding glass door open.

An open invitation to follow me.

An open invitation to which he follows like a lost puppy dog following its owner. I don’t hear Joel get out of the water immediately as if he’s waiting for my father (his best friend) to come rounding the corner; all I know is that by the time I’ve settled into the hot water of the bathtub with bubbles on the rim of the tub. Joel is marching up the stairs and not even knocking on the bathroom door.

He just lets himself in. He is standing with a towel wrapped around his waist and water pooling around his feet. “You’re making a mess, ya know,” I say, not even bothering to look up at him. I had set up most of what I would use before my dip in the pool, my eyes gazing over the words in my romance novel.

“You’re a fuckin’ tease, you know that.” He says with a grunt. I say anything, flipping the page of my book over. The book goes from my hand to the sink, forcing me to look up at him. “You are a wrong choice waiting to happen,” Joel says with my chin in his hand. Holding me to look up at him, “But I’m not inclined to make the right choices right now.” He says before finally leaning down to press his lips into mine.

The kiss sweeps me off my feet metaphorically. His lips are rough and dry from the summer heat and sun, but the way he uses his mouth is heaven-sent. Passing over my lips with his tongue, his hand still holds my chin securely, giving Joel all the power he needs in this situation. His other drifts down your chest, and into the water. The bubbles surround his hand as his fingers graze over the tops of my breasts. Gentle has they grope and tease my nipple. The kiss is breathtaking, leaving me gasping for air when Joel finally does pull away.

When he pulls away there’s no giving away the rather large tent that has made it’s way through the soaked swim trunks and is now protruding through the pool towel. He follows my gaze, and looks down, “You want something?” He asks looking down at me, I nod. “Then undress me sweetheart.” The nickname makes my heart skip a beat, and my hands are reaching out for the towel, ripping it off and through it to the floor. His swim trunks go next and in one easy slip down his toned legs he’s free and completely naked in front of me. For being half my age older the man is built, muscles and tan lines that show the amount of work he’s put into his life already.

“You gonna keep staring at it with your mouth open? Or are you gonna use that pretty little mouth of yours up to some good use?” He says standing there in all his glory. I slip over the edge of the tub, half my body still sits in the water. My knees hitting the edge of the inner tub, nipples taught at the coolness of the surrounding air as I grab a hold of Joel cock. I had dreams about this, dreams of sucking him off, dreams of holding him in my hands, dreams of the way he’d taste, of the way he’d sound. Nothing is better then the real thing though. The weight of his cock on my hand is different then I’ve ever felt. A strong hand combs through my wet pool hair. “Come on darlin’ don’t keep me waiting.” He says gently.

I nod because there aren’t words to describe the feelings that are currently wrapping their way around my lungs. I lean forward and press my lips to the head of his cock. I look up at Joel through my lashes before sucking just the head of his cock into my mouth. A slight groan falls from his lips, and it eggs me on further. I take each inch of him with a slow pace, giving myself time to let him fill my throat. I’m not even must more librality because before i know it, th hand that was gently combing through my hair is pushing me further down his cock. My nose buried in his nicely trimed pubic hair. I gag around the tight feeling of his cock in the back of my throat, holding his thighs tightly in both my hands.

Joel hands holds my hair tightly. The once gentle hand is curled around my hair and using a force I’ve only ever seen him use when he’s lifting things from his truck. Using my throat in order to get exactly what he desires. His grunts and groans are the only things I hear, music to my ears. It’s the little tiny whimper of my name that has me knowing that Joel is close. His cock twitches in the back of my throat and my eyes water at the fullness he has me feeling.

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The water sloshes in the tub, as Joel moves us both into the tub. His back pressed against the cold porcelain. The law tub large enough to hold the both us. He doesn’t have me facing him at first. My back pressed against his chest, with his already stiff cock pressed between my wet thighs. Wet due to water, and due to the fucking my throat as just recieved. Joel plams my breasts. Teasing the stiff nipples between his fore fingers and thumbs. Rolling then and pinching at the same, it has me rockingand sqeuzzing his cock between the plusness of my thighs.

His lips connect to the side of my neck pressing soft and rough kisses into the skin. Leaving some patches with hickies. “Such a pretty women sitting on my lap.” He mutters against my skin, I let my head fall back over his shoulder and his lips find my chin. “Letting me do whatever i want to her, in her parents house.” His reminder that we are in fact in my parents house has me wetter then I’d like him to know, but my thighs sadly betray me. “Oh she’s a kinky little one isn’t she?” He says, “Spread your legs sweetheart.” He commands and follow with ease, watching as water flows over the edge a little. Suds hitting the floor, with my legs wide open one hands drops my breast and falls down the center of my stoamch and then to the center of my pussy. “Oh she loves the idea of my fuckin’ her right here in this bathtub, she loves the idea of my fuckin’ her in her parents house, what they don’t know don’t hurt ‘em.” He says as he slips two fingers in. Moans bounce of the tiled walls of the bathroom, his one finger are larger then my two fingers put together, so I can only image the way he’ll push my walls open to make room for his cock. He drops his other hands decidind it’s better to play with my pussy then my breast. With one hand pumping in and out of my pussy the other one starts with slow circles around my clit.

“You’re so wet Y/n, hmm how long have you been thinkin’ about me fuckin’ you?” He asks, his breath steady in comparison to mine, I can barely keep up, i roll my lips together before opening my mouth but all that falls out is moans of satisfation. “Answer me darlin’ or I won’t let you cum.” His words get my attention, and for a second I have to think. “Since I was in highschool.” I manage to get out. “Hmm such a dirty fuckin’ slut thinking about her dads best friend fuckin’ her.” his words have me squeezing his fingers in my pussy. “It’s okay baby, I’ve been thinkin’ about doing this since two summers ago.” His confession sends me over the edge. Into a white hot ecstasy. Joels fingers slide out with ease, and his other rest gives my sensitive clit a rest. Kissing my shoudler and back gentle as I come down from my high.

When I regain a portion of my brain I don’t give him much time to ask me many questions. I grab his cock and postion myself. Letting the head of his cock notch at my entrance. “Oh fuck sweetheart” Joel groans out his grip on my hips grows tight. “Wait.” He says, but I don’t listen, I’m absolutely consumed by the feeling of his cock around my pussy. I feel full and content with his cock complelty in my pussy. “Damn it Y/n, I said wait.” He shouts, “What? You don’t wanna be deep inside me anymore?” I tease. I can hear Joel gridding his molars together. “No I just wanted to make ure that you were on birth control you brat.” oh I bite my lip and nod my head. “Words darlin’ words.” “Yes, so you can cum as deep as you want Joel.” Theres an undeinable smile on his face, as he sets an unforgiving pace.

Water pools around the clawfoot tub as Joel pushes me forward. My hands gripping the tub as the sound of skin slapping bounces off the walls around us. The blinds opne but the summer streets empty. “Joel anybody would see us!” I moan as he wraps a large around the back of my neck forcing my to look towards the window. “Oh darlin’ I’m kinda hoping gets to see the sort of show you put on. Your ass so high up in the air, tits boucing and making mess around my cock. I bet I can make you cum again just like this.” His pace somehow gets faster and harder.

“Yeah, I can feel you squeezin’ my cock.” Joel mutters, “Wait I wanna…” My words die in my thaort as his other hand comes down between my legs and plays with my clit. A few circles and a few pinches “Wiat Joel please…” “Hmm what do you want now princess?” He asks through his own grunts of passion. “I wanna cum with you, please Joel cum inside me with me??!” I beg him, “Alright… alright princess, you can cum with me but you better be ready when I am.” He says, “I will be I will be Joel just pelase make me cum daddy.” Something in Joel must break, or maybe it was already broken because the pace he sets now is body breaking. My knuckles are white, and my mouth is just hanging open. “Come on princess squeeze my cock like a good little girl, and then I’ll give it you. Pump you full with my seed.” His words push me over the edge and with that my second orgasm rolls over my shoudlers. Joel pumps a few more times deep inside before he slips out and falls gracefully to the tubs floor.

We sit in silence for a moment. Joels words are the first thing that hit the sex smelling air. “This by the way sweertheart. Is NOT a one time deal.” he says grabbing my hips and pulling back down into his hold. We sit until the water goes cold, and or skin is wrinkly. “I’ll clean up after we get you somethin’ to eat missy.” He says wrapping the towels around my tired frame. I only nod unwilling to disturbe the peace of the moment.

Completed on: 04/10/24

Posted on: 04/13/24

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rashlock · 3 months

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This is my first post, I hope you like it.

#tlou remake #tlou part ii #tlou fanart #tlou rp #tlou x reader #tlou smut #joel miller tlou #tlou2 photomode #tlou game #tlou fic #tlou #the last of us #tlou2 #the last of us part 2 #the last of us part ii #ps4 #ps4 slim #photo mode

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terrfiedina · 3 months

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Calling all roleplayers!!

I'm nia, and I'm interested in finding a fellow roleplayer to fulfill what character.ai can't :) I only do wlw roleplays and can portray a character or myself from the video games in the tags. Read down below for some more info!

Characters I'm interested in other people portraying:

Ellie williams (high priority)

Abby anderson

Vi (arcane)

Jill valentine

Chloe price

Ships I'll do:

Ellie x dina

Abby x nora

Vi x cait

Jill x claire

Jill x ada

Chloe x rachel

Or I can portray dina, Claire, ada, nora, rachel and roleplay with you! (Meaning you'll be portraying yourself)

Rules

I'm mainly interested in smut roleplays with plot. I'm not opposed to just fluff or just angst but its not my favorite! If there is smut, there can be angst and/or fluff beforehand!

I am 20 years old. I will not roleplay with someone under the age of 18.

I'd like to get to know you before role-playing! I want to build a connection with my rp partner, so if you're not interested in that, we may not be a good fit for each other.

I try to reply as frequently as possible, but diff time zones exist! Please be patient with me and don't be pushy or you will be blocked.

My text lengths vary depending on the person. I give (or try, at least) to give the same energy back.

Dm me if you're interested!

Other than that, endure and survive!

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lesbianslvt666 · 11 months

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Hogwarts!AU

pt 1

Astronomy!professor!Ellie x Dark arts! Professor f!reader

Acquaintances to friends to enemies to lovers?

content warning: Maybe some angst and gore lol

I know, I KNOW! I haven't finish any of the other fics I have, but hear me out!!!!! Would someone want this thoooooooo??????????

You were instructed not so use magic to get to the castle. In fear of course not to get tracked, however, your poor knowledge in mounting horses paid you as expected.

Some teacher at Hogwarts had sent it to you by instructions of the head master. Shimmer, a gorgeous browns and athletic horse arrived at the shav you’ve been staying.

Rumours spread a week prior, an attack in the outer skirts of the woods had happened, nobody had seen who had done it, however the body of the last professor of the dark arts appeared at the shores of the great lake, found by a body of screaming and horrified students.

When they summoned you to take the position you weren't exactly surprise for they had chosen you. Your fame preside you. You were honoured at the same school years prior, graduating with the highest regards and working for the ministry almost as soon as you left Hogwarts grounds.

Working for the department of mysteries wasn’t an easy task when your job was too research based. going to specific places and traveling back in time, however, Everything changed in a strange mission.

It was assigned with a team of researchers for the regulation of magical creatures, and a crew of the department of magical accidents and catastrophes. After it ending wrong you were sent to "rest" upon the traumatic experience it was.

That how you ended up here, with small cuts from tree branches and bruises over your legs after falling off shimmer a few times.

Upon arrival you realized that it however long you'll stay at Hogwarts it wasn’t going to be a walk in the park, the diluvium night making the ground beneath you a slippery death trap. A small gate in the east side of the castle opening reviling two people in cloaks.

Taking them off to greet you, the first cloak revelled an old woman, Minerva McGonigal, your latest transfiguration teacher, giving you a bright smile, you tried getting off shimmer. A long slender and tatted arm now appearing beside you to help you getting off the horse, the cloak now down revealing a beautiful woman, you recognized her but couldn’t pinpoint where you had met her.

"oh my dear, I am so sorry the circumstances of meeting again are like this!" McGonigal’s voice coming out like a loud whisper, laced with fear and shame…

"but do not worry. This is Ellie Williams, our astronomy professor, she will take you to your new room, you will have to stay under school grounds until we are sure you are safe, for that you will have to share rooms with miss Williams" her voice becoming smaller with every word, almost guilty…

However, you couldn’t reassure her for you were now on the way to your new place with Ellie. "so Ellie, how is Hogwarts as a professor instead of a student?" looking to your side, catching her beautiful emerald eyes for a second, her plump lips lifting in a slight smile. "not bad, just boring, there is not much to do when everyone is either a child or a grandparent" she said as you entered the room in laughter.

Your eyes scanning everything, two beds facing each other on opposite sides of the room, big large desks mirroring each other, large windows covering both sides of the room and a heavy door opposite to the entrance calling for the bathroom and showers. "there is storage for you clothes in the closet there" Ellie said referring to a thin door beside the bathroom entrance, an infinite room appeared before your eyes as you opened it.

"well, normally I have classes almost every day of the week from seven till eleven pm, some special times when a cosmic event happens the time might differ, so. Sorry if I wake you up from your slumber" her bright smile shinning apologetically.

Looking down at your small wrist watch you saw midnight on it. However, you didn’t wanted to stop taking to Ellie, her voice smooth and enchanting, her freckled face, surely a sight for sore eyes.

Without knowing, Ellie did remembered you from your shared years at Hogwarts, only a year older than you, Ellie help you in your way many times as you tent to get lost between hallways.

She was in a trance the first time she saw you, wondering gleaming eyes, soft and delicate dark skin that brightly reflected the moonlight, she talked to you here and there. But she saw you more after you befriended her best friend Dina, seen each other at parties and around the corridors.

At first it was only admiration, but the more she knew about you the more she liked you, simmering slowly a strong crush on you through the years.

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