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[lokischocolatefountain]

Joel Miller Masterlist

Series

Men Like Me

Joel x virgin!Reader

Warning Summary: Joel's warnings about what men like him would do girls like you only makes you want him more. Words: 6.2k Denial Summary:  After your steamy encounter, Joel ignores you out of guilt, leaving you feeling unworthy. But you make a discovery that makes you turn the tables on him. Words: 10.4k

Mister Miller

Boyfriend's dad!Joel

Secret Summary: Your shameful secret you keep from your boyfriend is not such a secret after all. Your boyfriend’s dad Joel Miller knows what you do…very intimately. Words: 1.3k Picture Summary: Joel knows he shouldn’t, especially with the guilt of his shameful secret sitting heavy in his chest. But there are so many pictures of you and he is just a man. Words: 1k

Neighborly Thing to Do

Joel Miller x Reader x Javier Peña

Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s wife. Simple rule to follow, you’d think. But it’s not so simple when your neighbor catches you coveting his girl, fucks her in front of you and tells you that you can help yourself to her anytime you want.

Yellow Bikini Summary: The new neighbors throw a pool party and Joel is invited. Words: 0.8k

Taken Care of

Predatory!Joel x Naive!Reader

You are as sheltered as can be in a world that has fallen apart. Realizing the errors of his ways, your father has his friend Joel take you outside the QZ to teach you how to survive in the real world. Unfortunately for you, Joel is interested in teaching you more than basic survival skills.

Comfort Summary: You and Joel find comfort in an unconventional way. Words: 1.8k

One-shot

Mercy

Summary: Stranded alone in the woods and left to die, all you can ask of Joel Miller is the mercy of a quick death. He is willing to give it to you, but he needs something for himself first. Words: 2.8k

Hurt and Protect

Summary: In a world where politeness wasn’t part of trade, it helped to have someone like Joel Miller as your protector. But to be his to protect also meant being his to hurt. Words: 2.3k

Our Normal

Summary: You and Joel find a new normal with touch Words: 1.8k

Purpose

Dad!Joel Miller

Summary: “I think if he (Joel) could do anything or be anything, he would be a dad, raising his daughter. Whether it’s Sarah or— he can’t quite get there yet to say it’s Ellie but that's what he was put on this Earth to do. That’s why he’s been wandering around a little like a zombie himself for 20 years. He’s trying to find his purpose because it was taken from him.” -Craig Mazin. A fic exploring Joel's journey as a dad. Words: 12.7k

not to feel the way i felt—

Joel Miller x Tess Servopolous

Summary: “I never ask you for anything, not to feel the way I felt—” Moments in their lives where Joel felt something, if not they way she felt. Words: 3.9k

#joel miller #joel tlou #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x y/n #joel miller x oc #joel miller x original character #Joel Miller x tess servopolous #joel x tess #joel x reader #joel x you #joel x oc #joel x y/n #tlou fanfiction #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller smut #joel miller fic #joel miller tlou #the last of us #the last of us fanfiction #joel miller angst #joel miller fluff #joel and sarah #tlou masterlist #joel miller masterlist #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal character fanfic

[fawnedolly]

abby placing your ankles on her shoulders leaning down, practically folding you in half, giving you the sweetest kisses as she fills u up so good:(((((((

🎀🎀

+ this is soooo abby n her lilttle gf coded :(((

#bunniebabbles💭🎀 #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson smut #muscle mommy abby #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson tlou2 #abby anderson x y/n #abby x reader #abby x fem!reader #abby anderson au #abby anderson audio #abby anderson #abby anderson link #abby headcanon #tlou masterlist #tlou smut #tlou #tlou2 #tlou series #tlou part 2 #tlou2 smut

[ellieslittlewh0re]

₊˚ପ⊹. 𝖤𝖫𝖫𝖨𝖤 𝖶𝖨𝖫𝖫𝖨𝖠𝖬𝖲

- 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌

- 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽

- 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 - 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟣 - 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟤 - 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟥

- 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍

- 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗋𝗒

- 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 - 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟣 - 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟤 - 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟥

- 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾

- 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾

- "𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾"

- 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋

- 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝟤𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇

₊˚ପ⊹. 𝖠𝖡𝖡𝖸 𝖠𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱𝖲𝖮𝖭

- 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍

- 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗇 - 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟣- 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟤 - 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟥

#ellieslittlewh0re #shelbys masterlist #Ellie Williams #Abby Anderson #masterlist #tlou masterlist #tlou2 masterlist #sorry for changing it on yall :( #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams smut #abby anderson smut #abby anderson fanfic #Abby Anderson fanfiction

[angelkissiies]

california dreamin

abby anderson x reader & lev

cw : fluff, mentions of trauma, slight angst, abby and reader have a pre existing relationship and have practically adopted lev.

wc : 1.6k

The California heat was unforgiving, sending heavy rays of sun onto your back as you sat on the deck, looking out into the vast ocean that surrounded you. From your spot, you could make out the beginnings of the shoreline, the idea of having your feet back on solid ground giving you hope- but also sending a sharp pang of anxiety into your stomach. Though you knew the WLF and that girl were long gone, the fear they instilled in you remained. You found yourself rounding every corner expecting them to be there, expecting the freedom you all had created to be squished yet again. It made you ill, the thought of going back.

“You okay?” Lev asked, nudging your leg with his elbow lightly. He was still pulling apart the twine, fingers moving out of memory from all the times he'd done this exact thing back in Seattle. He’d been adamant about his fading belief in the prophet, though it was still a part of him he held dear to him- feeling as if it connected him more to Yara, even now.

You nodded, quickly, shaking the thoughts from your head as you glanced down at the pile of wood shavings that had begun to accumulate under your knife. You’d been whittling some twigs you’d found on your last excursion on land, making them more uniform for your craft project at hand. “Yeah, all good. Just thinking.” You hummed, shooting him a convincing smile. You tried to keep your worries to yourself, reading somewhere that sometimes babies can pick up on their parent's emotions. No, Lev was not a baby. No, you weren't his parent- but surely it worked the same way right?

He snorted, shaking his head as he focused back in on the twine, pulling the strings into smaller- more manipulable pieces.

“What?” You asked, turning to him, a faux serious expression resting on your face.

Lev shrugged, glancing over at you. “You’re just a bad liar. I know you’re scared, (y/n).” He said simply as if it was the easiest thing in the world. “It’s okay to be scared.”

“Who’s scared?” Abby popped up, pushing the door closed with her foot as her hands were full of plates containing the fish you all had managed to catch earlier- she’d taken it upon herself to cook considering you and Lev had managed to catch more fish than her.

You shook your head, scooting over to make more room for her, brushing the wood shavings off of the side of the boat before she noticed them. She was big on trying to keep the place clean, considering you had so many more weeks before you were even close to Santa barbara. “Nobody,” You began, making a point to stick your tongue out at Lev, who scrunched his nose in response. “That looks really good, Abs!”

Abby set the plates down in front of the three of you, silently praying the wind kept behaving- not wanting to have another incident. (That being when the wind picked up one night the three of you were having dinner and lev’s fish flew right off of his plate and back into the water. He almost cried.) “Okay, fine, keep your secrets.” She teased, her usually sandy blonde hair glowing a much lighter color from the constant abuse from the sun. It suited her, in your opinion.

You clicked your knife closed, tucking it into your pocket before picking your fork up- pulling apart the fish on your plate. It had taken some time, honestly a lot of time, before you’d gotten your appetite back. After weeks of living off of Seattle rain, nuts, and fear- you’d lost the ability to feel hungry, the idea of eating sending you right back into that survival headspace. You somehow had begun associating the most normal human need with the trauma you’d endured, the two going hand in hand when you thought about it more- which you tried not to do. “Any luck with that radio?” You posed the question, nodding back into the main cabin just down the stairs. When you’d gotten the boat from the aquarium, it looked like Owen had begun working on the radio, leading you to think maybe you all could figure out a way to finish his work. It would make contacting the fireflies much easier.

She shook her head, taking a sip from her water bottle. “No, I think it's too busted to work. The wiring is all fried, looks like it is from a power surge or something.” She explained, her soft gaze coming to land on you. Throughout this whole trip, she’d wanted to give up. It took everything in her to not turn back around and just give herself back to the only life she’d really gotten to know, the grief she battled was enough to eat her alive. The only way she’d made it this far was by leaning on you, opening herself up to your unwavering support, because no matter how strong she prided herself on being- it didn't keep the nightmares away as you could. She’d found solace in your arms.

“Well, I mean, that's okay. We’ll still find them.” You smiled up at her, finding yourself losing the air in your lungs as you finally got a second to take her in. Yes, you’d seen her before now- but it was different. In the slight shade from the sail, she seemed to be glowing. Her hair was sun-bleached, freckles dark on her cheeks, skin tinted slightly pink from the heat. It was a new Abby, one you’d gotten the pleasure of calling your own. She’d shed her old skin, coming back as a completely new person as she tried to heal through her trauma, aiming at creating a new life for you all. “How long do you think it’ll be before we get there?”

Lev interrupted before Abby had a second to respond, “No more firefly talk while we eat, gonna make me have an attack of panic.” He huffed, stuffing another forkful of fish in his mouth as he eyed the two of you.

“A panic attack, Lev.” You chuckled, giving him a soft nod to agree to his demands. He hated having to talk about the future, constantly wondering if you all would live to see that day. While you and Abby tried to avoid talking about the subject, there were times when it felt necessary. Now, it wasn’t- so you left it at that.

“That's what I said.”

Abby laughed, her eyes crinkling as she looked towards the boy affectionately, he’d been the beginning of all of this. A revolution of her life, sending her on the right track towards her future, which in every right was being here with you two. She really couldn’t see herself being anywhere else with anyone else. Every day she wished Yara could see him, how much he’d grown in such a short time, how strong he was. All traits he got from her. “How’s crafting going?” She hummed, nodding down to the shavings you’d missed.

Lev was noticeably piqued at the question, pushing his empty plate aside gently before moving to show her the pile of twine he’d collected from just stripping the fibers apart. “Look!” He spoke quickly, dipping into his pocket to collect the symbol he’d completed earlier. “It’s holding up really well, considering the twigs aren’t very bendy.”

She smiled, plucking the prophet’s symbol from his open palm gently. It always intrigued her, and she found herself almost opening up to the idea of letting Lev tell her of the prophets writing. Though, admittedly, she wasn’t the religious type. Her father always preferred to raise her on logic and science. “This looks really great, actually.” She praised, running her thumb over the smooth curve of the wood. She glanced over at you, seeing how your legs were covered in tiny shavings, before chuckling. “Can I help?”

He nodded, pulling another bunch of twine from his other pocket, and holding it out for her to take. It was like he could hold just about anything in his little cargo short pockets, once pulling a frog from them- much to Abby's dismay. Though, in his defense, he didn’t know she was scared of frogs. “(y/n)’s good at whittling, so you can help me.” He explained, taking the symbol and placing it back in his pocket.

You finished off your food in a hurry, the familiar resistance growing in your stomach, if you didn’t get it down now- you feared it would come back up later. You recovered quickly, making it seem like you just wanted to get back to whittling. “I think I’m average at whittling, plus, these sticks are tiny. Only so much damage you can do.” You joked, pulling your knife from your pocket as you got back to work on the stick you were working on. It was significantly larger than the others, seeing as you were aiming to make it bigger.

“Don’t undersell yourself,” Abby tutted, eyes narrowing as she gave you a once over. Her hand outstretched to grab your plate, stacking it with Levs before putting her own on top. It was a bad habit you had, making your skills seem less than they were, she’d noticed it back at the stadium but through the weeks of sailing, it had only gotten worse. She’d begun to think it stemmed from a fear of disappointing them, and not living up to the nonexistent standards they held. “It looks perfect, pretty.”

“Yuck.” Lev faux gagged, side-eying the two of you as he laughed lightly.

You reached over to playfully punch him on the shoulder, taking the attention off of your embarrassingly red cheeks. “Get over it!”

“You guys are so gross.”

“Lev, are you being homophobic?”

“Don’t say that to him, Abby!”

“Home-of-phobic?”

#abby anderson #abby the last of us #abby anderson x you #abby anderson ff #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson fluff #tlou abby #abby tlou #abby x reader #abby x fem!reader #lev and yara #lev tlou #yara tlou #tlou ff #tlou #tlou2 #tlou part 2 #tlou masterlist

[irisposts]

rosyln - reader x ellie

part two & part three

a short blurb of ellie taking the drunk reader home and they have a cute interaction

highly recommend playing the song roslyn by bon iver while reading this :) might make ian extended version idk lemme know

You’re eyes caught Ellie’s the first day she came to school—the first day that her and Joel had fully assimilated into Jackson’s society. She sat in the back, head turned to the window. Seemingly lost in thought, she’d do that the entire first week. Ellie spoke only if she was spoken too. Having enough of it, you gathered the courage to approach her. It was like a match made in heaven, the two of you were inseparable and eventually you’d introduce her to your own group of friends. On one instance you ask if she wanted to sneak out of Jackson for the night with those friends. To your surprise she accepted. Without much care, you, Dina, Jessie, and Ellie left jackson. Only to be swarmed by infected, you remember distinctly how a stalker clawed it’s way over to ellie. And how you climbed atop of it,

“and slashed its throat, I mean clean off the fuckin bone…and that my friends… is how ellie is with us today.” You drunkly rest a hand atop Ellie’s shoulder. Giving it a gentle squeeze, you notice her stiffen under your touch.

The group of your friends squished around the campfire laugh amongst themselves. Cat throws a knowing look to Ellie, you catch Dina watching that interaction with intensity. Jessie chuckles to himself at the memory, “God, weren’t we stupid?”He shakes his head.

“Yeah.” Ellie let’s out a sigh. Bringing a bottle of booze up to her lips. She takes a quick swig, her head thrown back. “You totally saved my life, y/n” her head drops, eyes falling down to yours. There’s the slightest grin on her lips.

“Your welcome.” You scrunch your nose, and find your arms looping into Ellie’s. Your cheek rests along her arm.

Pat, one of the youngest of the group whistles at the interactions.

“Fuck off.” Flustered, Ellie looks to the group of people watching. Her hands smooths down the hair atop of your head. “It’s been a long night,” Ellie bends to get a better look at you. But you’re in your own mind, blabbering about nonsense at a whisper. “I should take her home.”

Jesse claps his hands together, then let’s a hand rest on top of Dina’s knee. “You need any help?”

Ellie starts to lift you up. Letting your body weight lean against her. “Nah,” Ellie pulls your arm over her shoulder. “I got her.”

Your chest thumps st the feeling of Ellie’s hand along your waist. Her fingers slightly digging into your skin. You slightly sober up, a new found energy flows through your body.

You two wobble away from the little crowd. You try to wave back to them, but Ellie almost you drags you away.

You inhale the cool air, admiring the lights of both the sky and of jackson. You close your eyes, letting the sound of both your footsteps trudging through the snow fill your ears. You think back to when you were younger, and how incredibly close you and Ellie both were. You still were close, but in recent years, Ellie’s become more distant. The smiles and puns, becoming a rare occurrence. You now open your eyes, looking over to Ellie. Admiring the redness on her nose and cheeks. The small white snowflakes sticking to her lashes. The soft cloud of her breath in the winter air.

“Mm,ithinkiwannastaywithyoutonight.” You mumble, squishing yourself closer to ellie.

She looks at you with curiosity. “What?”

You roll your eyes. You lick at your lips trying to simmer this burn of alcohol in your chest, but also utilize the sudden confidence it’s given you. “I don’t…want to go home.” Ellie furrows her brows. You look up with those determined eyes. “I want,” you poke a finger at her chest. “to go home with you….”

You finger is just above her heart and you swear you feel it thump beneath your touch. The two of you are stopped in the middle of town, snow fluttering down around you. Ellie stands frozen—that hand still on you’re waist. Her eyes dart to your left eye, then to your right, and down to your lips. To your surprise, Ellie raises her hand. It ever so slightly cups at your cheek, her thumb rubbing softly at the rosiness below your eyes. “Okay.” with a soft smile, “…let’s go home.”

Your gaze softens with a feeling that can only equate with love…

#x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie x you #ellie x reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #tlou masterlist #tlou #the last of us #the last of us masterlist #the last of us ellie #ellie #blurb #rosyln

[cowgirlcherrie]

00. hey there! all star 𝄞 [masterlist]

rockstar! ellie x singer! reader x rockstar! abby

synopsis: At All Star University deviance isn’t tolerated. When the band room is up in flames with 3 music students to blame, community service at a band camp in the summer is in order.

warnings: 18+, MDNI, smoking, drinking, arson, fighting, will get sexual in further chapters, platonic between r! and abby, partying, slightly dark but may get darker, kissing, touching, angst, crushing, mutual pinning, swearing, rock band references, music college AU,

━━☆ heavily inspired by rebelde and camp rock and SOUR

01. all stars repent

02. the pink pen

03. brutal . . . queued

⬭ 𓈒ㅤ updated with each new chapter

#fanfic masterlist #tlou2 #cherry writes 🤍 #ellie williams #abby anderson #ellie x reader #abby anderson x reader #ellie williams x reader #rockstar! abby #rockstar! ellie #ellie williams fanfic #tlou masterlist #masterlist

[ellabsprincess]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬/𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐢 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫:

𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐲 ♥ 𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 ♥ 𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 ♥ 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚 ♥ 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 ♥ 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐬

(message my inbox if you're curious about other characters!!)

"𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲" ♥ 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♥ 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

"𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞" ♥ 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♥ 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

"𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠" ♥ 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♥ 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

"𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐧' 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥" ♥ 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♥ 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

"𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬" ♥ 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡!𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐱 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♥ 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

"𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 - 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏" ♥ 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♥ 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭

"𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐰" ♥ 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 ♥ 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲, 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞

𝐮𝐩𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 -> 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐫!𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐫!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞

𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜!𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♥ 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

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"𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠" ♥ 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡!𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐱 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♥ 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

"𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧" ♥ 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♥ 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

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TLOU Masterlist

(My AO3, for those of you that prefer to read there)

- What You Deserve, part one, part two, part three - Joel Miller x reader

you confessed. Joel shut down. now he's trying to pick up the pieces.

warnings: angsty asf, hurt/ no comfort, part 3 is 18+

- X's and O's - jealous!Joel Miller x reader

summary: You get a text from your ex. Joel gets jealous. 

warnings: VERY VERY 18+. minors dni. jealousy, exhibitionism, public sex, voyeurism, mild daddy kink, degradation + praise, etc etc

- I Wanna Watch - Joel Miller x reader

watching Joel jack off <3

warnings: 18+, smut, mutual masturbation

- Real pretty - Joel Miller x reader

You and Joel are not in a relationship. But Joel gets jealous anyways.

warnings: fluff, Joel's OOC as shit, filthy filthy smut, 18+

- Wash day - Joel Miller x black!reader

pre outbreak, you and Joel help Sarah with a hair crisis.

- Good Cop, Bad Cop - Joel x Tess x Reader

summary: after a drug run goes bad, you all find a way to let off steam.

warnings: smutt, mff, threesome, dacryphilia, dom/sub dynamics, degradation, Joel is a little mean and Tess is even meaner. 18+

- OMW - Joel Miller x Reader

summary: phone sex w Joel, xoxo

warnings: smut, masturbation, phone sex, daddy kink, age gap, 18

- Meet the Millers, part one, part two, part three - neighbourhood dilf!Joel Miller x reader

summary: Your neighbour, Joel Miller has always caught your eye. After a perfect storm of events, you end up in his house. Or more accurately, in his bed. 

warnings: pwp, fingering, grinding, squirting, dirty talk, eventual fwb, reader and Joel are oblivious asf, a bit of angst . 18+

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[elli3luvs]

MASTERLIST

updated march 14th, 2023

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

headcanons/short blurbs:

ellie with a strap (nsfw)

dealer! ellie

ellie x bimbo! reader (nsfw)

dealer! ellie x good girl reader part two

dealer! ellie x spoiled reader part two

bimbo cheerleader reader x football player! ellie

reader dealing with panic attacks

social ellie that gets awkward around reader

crybaby! reader x ellie

bubbly! reader x ellie

bookstore worker! reader x coffee shop! ellie

lead singer! reader x guitarist! ellie

ellie with a sensitive reader

fics:

falling in love at a coffee shop

one two three

monster mash

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[thevenuscross]

composure; prologue

masterlist | next chapter

warnings: lowkey the brother is annoying in some parts, thats all tbh

word count: 2.1k

authors note: the prologue was supposed to be shorter lol, d1 yapper over here y’all.

prologue

The sounds of chatter from your eldest brother and the sounds of clatter from shoes on royal tile warped in and out of your ears. It was like you were drowning, only hearing one syllable to waves crashing you deeper and deeper. There was nothing more frustrating than when your brother began his anxious rambles, where there’s no end to it because his arrogant mind cannot be aware of others' sensitivity to the matter. He wasn’t aware of how you were trying so hard not to spin around and lash out on him; to finally scold him for good after all these years. Let him know how his rambles never helped.

You took a deep breath. In and out. Clasping your hands together in front of you, you started to count numbers in your head.

It was just…you wished he could shush his overwhelming thoughts that trembled your body in fits during these kinds of situations. But never would you let your unwanted thoughts leave your lips. You will continue to conceal them in the back of your mind like you always have and always will. If there was anyone who would conceal their own worries from the ever-growing rumors of war, it was you. You who kept your head high.

Besides, his maid was providing him with reasonable explanations for his rambles. Something you were extremely grateful for.

“If this is such an emergency for them, why must they let us run across the castle grounds to reach the common? They are lucky we were not busy.”

“Sir, if I may, no one expected for them to call upon you in such haste,” His maid said in exasperation as he tried to keep up with everyone’s pace, “We were only notified of this minutes ago.”

“Maybe you should’ve warned us quicker but no, the minute you reached the botanicals, you and my sister’s maid, both decided to dally in a story of the rumors of war instead of outright saying it was urgent.”

Your brother’s maid tried to usher an explanation, probably a reason why he and your maid started with the rumors, but, typical of your brother, he scoffed, shaking his head. “By now we've already known a war is on breach. You did not need to give us a backstory on such.”

“Yes, your Highness, but you must know—“

Tempted to roll your eyes and scoff too, you squeezed your hands. You had enough of this one-sided conversation. With the commons room only ten more steps in front, you relished in pretending to let the waves tumble in your head. The voices behind you faltered and the muffled silence filled you with tranquility. Not uttering a single word, you swiftly opened the oak doors where it was lined with gold. Returning your hands back in front of you, you bowed forward to your parents where they stood, facing each other, their own conversation falling short.

“Mother, father.” You addressed, grateful they still bowed their heads to you.

It didn’t take long for your brother to spill his thoughts onto them. “Will our army be sent to the cliffside on Jackson? Or is the war finally commencing?”

Always in your life had you let your brother do the questioning, the disobeying, the defiance. . Even if your own longed to unravel that side of you. Deep down, you know questioning your parents will not be considered lightly. They had already set the future paths for you and your brother where he will be the one crowned in ruling this kingdom. And you…you couldn’t exactly realize where your life was heading. In all of your twenty-eight years of living, you only knew manners and skills they believed fit right in case they wanted you to be a future queen.

Though your parents weren’t known to be direct with you.

“There is no war in this kingdom. Or will a war happen in the many centuries to come. The conflict between us and the neighboring kingdom will be solved within months. You of all people should not be conflicted with the lies of the rumor.”

Your brother squinted his eyes in disbelief, “Then why are our maids sharing tales of rumors of the supposed war? Do you believe so little in us to come to your call because we are older? Cross I will be if it is just simple news.”

Waves were crashing upon you again. You hid the shakes of your hands by squeezing them tight together. It was an upside to staying silent for most of your life as it made you invisible to most eyes wherever you were. Your sight scattered across the room to catch something that will hold your attention for a couple of minutes and that’s when you saw them. The both of them like statues, patiently waiting for your parents to address them.

Two knights in the room and you were the only one looking at them now.

They wore high quality silver armor, their entire body hidden by the weight of it. Their shoulders aligned perfectly with the other as their chest was buffed. A steel sword rested on their leather scabbards, a shield with the kingdom’s design being held by their left hand. Their helms of silver covered every part of their face, the only thing you can see if they were closer was their visor. You were glad you couldn’t exactly see if they caught you observing them and if they knew, they did nothing of the sort to let you know.

“Listen to your father.” Your mother’s strict tone broke your observance. Her pointed glare quieted your brother, allowing him to stand beside you and listen. “There is no war and there will be no war on these lands. Do you understand?”

You peeked at your brother. He was biting the inside of his cheeks. At first, he opened his mouth but let those unanswered questions down his throat. His fingers anxiously started to tap against his thigh in a scattered pattern. When tense silence gathered in the room, your father exhaled deeply and moved away from your mother’s side and closer to where the knights were. Your brother’s eyes widened slightly but he stayed quiet.

Once your father reached the knights, his eyes met yours then your brother’s. “We’ve noticed the crime has increased due to the…lies spread across the kingdom. As people grow relentless with royalty, me and your mother decided it was best for both of you to have personal guards.”

You didn’t notice your brother glancing over at you.

“These knights are one of the best under the royal regiment. With great skill in sword, they will grant you protection. Your guard must follow you everywhere, even if you think you might not need it.”

You wanted to scrunch your face in, a flicker of annoyance rumbling inside of you. Flocks of questions crept into your throat, your lips being the gate to keep them locked. This is what you were trained to do since birth. Keep quiet in your defiances, keep your composure in your impulsiveness. Biting the edge of your tongue and gulping your questions down and allowing your brother to remark.

It’s too late now to change.

Though for a couple of minutes, your brother did not speak. His eyes were glued to the guards. His tapping increased in pace before he shut his eyes and clasped onto his hands to stop the taps.

“If you want another body to follow us like some street dog then so be it but I know why the two of you did this.”

“Brother,” you grumbled out as he shrugged his shoulders.

“Forgive me or not but you know I am right.”

You and your brother caught each other’s glance and you saw a swarm of pleas. You couldn’t hear how he whispered a please to you. Or how defeated he was when you turned back to face your parents.

“Mother, father, forgive me, but if a war will not happen in our kingdom then why the personal knights. And if the crime is increasing because of the crippling fear of war-“

“There is no war!” Your father bellowed, face contorted. His shout rocked your brother into a whimpering boy, cowering and head low, eyes shut. Slowly, his tapping was back on the side of his thigh. “What will it take to get through your stubbornness?!” The roughness in his voice, the added texture of anger, it all made the room fall to a deathly tremble.

Your brother started in a hushed croak “Father,”

“Enough.”

Your brother bit his words so your parents could carry on. With frustration quipped, their introductions of the two knights were kept short to both.

The guard to the left, slightly taller from the one on the right, was your brother’s. Trained under the royal regiment for ten years where he earned the ranking of Grand Cross, the highest of all rankings. It was an honor to be a personal knight for a royal, but to you, it seemed like a detriment. Always on the watch, always on patrol.

Seemed treacherous.

His guard bowed with his shield and fist over his heart. Your brother eyed him but soon bowed his head as well.

You prayed for his guard.

But you couldn’t pray for yourself.

It was easy for you to stay hidden and stay polite with others because you barely were around people. Either in your room honing the skills set or visiting the town square or the botanicals alone, only calling your maid when you needed her. Your life was centered on keeping your composure.

Now he, your new personal guard, must follow you around, must watch over you, must not let anything get to you. You couldn’t help but want to push and deny any access to anyone watching you.

Though one must not allow such impulsions.

Angsty to be face to face in front of him, you gripped your hands. You couldn’t remember when he was in front of you or when his introduction was over for him. Or when you remembered when your body had a mind of its own and that it remembered how to properly greet someone. He only bowed with his head, shield to his heart.

He stared at you with eyes like a hawk. Through his visor, you saw the darkness in his eyes, the color hidden. If he’s like this, you may need to visit the town square less and less, more hidden in your room.

To your surprise, he hasn’t uttered the words of a knight, where one was grateful to serve for you, protect you. He just stood and soon enough, you wanted to stay in your bedroom for months on end. It was okay if he was only here for a pay raise.

It would ease the notion that he wasn’t into this job.

You formed a tight smile, “Thank you, Sir.”

One must never lose their composure. No matter the situation they are brought upon. That is how one should rule for their people, even if that one will never be the ruler.

It nerved you how he kept five paces behind you like he was supposed to. Or how he hasn't spoken a single word to you even though it was only you two in the halls. He wasn’t like your maid who tried to start a conversation with you, either if it was personal or something simple. She couldn’t bear an awkward silence like he did.

Upon reaching your bedroom, ready to twist the knob and enter, you hesitated. Secretly, you glimpsed at him from the side. You noticed how his shoulders were too tight and how he would slightly shift from one side to the other. Though, you weren’t worried about his awkward stance—you were more worried about how far these protocols went.

Standing there for a minute and racking your brain to ask him a question, your thoughts froze when his eyesight shifted to look at you directly.

“Are you gonna ask me something?” He uttered, muffled. A peep of irk in his tone. You spotted a slight accent but couldn’t decipher where it would be.

You battled with yourself on not asking him if his mother ever taught him respect or if he ever went through knight training.

You stood straighter than before and gripped the knob of your door tighter.

“Where would you be posted if I entered my room?”

He didn’t move. “Outside.” He stated it so obvious, you couldn’t help but to bite your tongue in hope you can swallow your words instead of chewing him out.

“Okay.”

The both of you gazed at one another for a couple seconds before you turned your knob and opened your door. Bowing to him so you wouldn’t show your hindrance, you then turned away.

“Good day, Sir.”

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「 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 」 「 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌 」

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[angelkissiies]

face slapping brat!reader with abby!

mean!dom abby & brat!reader

cw : face slapping, overstimulation, degradation, slight size kink, also slight strength kink.

“M’sorry! Fuck, M’sorry.” You whimpered, back shoved against the wall as she drilled the fake cock into you ruthlessly. Your body had almost given out, coming to climax over three times now as she almost completely ignored your pathetic pleas. 

Abby rolled her eyes, peering at you darkly as she effortless bounced you on the strap, taking in the mess of a girlfriend she had before her. “Oh you’re sorry now? That right?” She growled, tilting her head slightly, sweat glinting in the light coming through the window. “You weren’t sorry when you talked back to me in front of Owen, now were you?” 

You closed your eyes tightly, feeling the coil in your stomach wind as she talked down to you- drilling your sensitive cunt as if it was the easiest thing in the world. You couldn’t respond, the pleasure stealing your air as you drew your nails down her massive arms- leaving raised red streaks over the freckled skin. 

She brought her hand down on your cheek, hard. Drawing a cry from your lips as you clenched roughly around her. “Answer me, pretty.” She huffed, almost finishing herself from the pathetic look you gave her as you shook your head. 

“No, i-i wasn’t but.. but I won’t do it again.” You cried, tears streaking down your cheeks as you felt yourself slipping closer and closer over the edge with every brutal flick of her hips. “I swear, I swear!” 

Abby smiled, eating up the far off look in your eyes as she began bringing you all the way to the hilt- filling your dripping cunt as far as she could reach as you trembled in her grasp. Your tummy bulged at the depth, making her chuckle at how tiny you really were compared to her. 

“You’re pathetic, y’know that?”

#abby tlou #abby anderson #abby anderson smut #abby the last of us #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson ff #abby anderson brainrot #abby anderson smut ff #tlou2 #tlou #tlou ff #tlou part 2 #tlou masterlist

[astro-ellie]

— masterlist

updated: 22.04.23

all blurbs. navigation

ellie williams — series: nothing yet — one shots: for your love (s) 3.6k- ellie has spent years building a wall around herself, trying to make sure no one can ever get close enough to hurt her. one night, everything becomes too much and her walls come crumbling down. luckily, ellie has you to take care of her. or, ellie’s girl takes care of her like she deserves. — all ellie blurbs. the williams household

abby anderson — series: nothing yet — one shots: nothing yet — all abby blurbs. best friend's sister

#masterlist #tlou masterlist #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x reader #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson x reader #abby tlou #tlou abby #tlou ellie #ellie tlou

[cowgirlcherrie]

cher’s masterlist.

here is the main directory for all of my writing!

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

∿ abby anderson.

college! abby hc’s

florist! abby hc’s

novocaine — college! abby fic

totally clueless! — 90s! abby fic

after the storm — florist! abby drabble

APPLE OF MY EYE — secret admirer! abby oneshot

∿ ellie williams.

modern! ellie hc’s

georgia canned peaches — cowboy! ellie fic

The Princess Diaries — Rockstar! ellie fic

HEY THERE! ALL-STAR [masterlist]

CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST — skater! ellie [smau, masterlist]

STAR-TEAM — volleyball! loser! ellie drabble

ACERBUS — vampire! ellie oneshot

WISHFUL THINKING — loser! sbf! ellie hc’s

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[csprslvt]

you and i, and her. pt 4

Chapter three ( see masterlist for previous chapters)

Summary: After Joel's death Ellie tries to deal with grief, anger and revenge. Reader learns that the perpetrator of Joels death is in fact her past lover Abby Anderson and reader starts a plan to find Abby before Ellie. Betrayal is indefinite but who will reader choose? Her best friend or her ex-lover?

Warnings: loss, aftermath of major character loss, angry Ellie, violence mentioned, sexual references.

When Ellie cried, not able to leave her bed plagued by dreams, re-living the site of Joel’s bloody death, you stayed by her side.

It got to the point where you never left her cabin. You'd resorted to sleeping on her floor, just so she wasn't alone. The last thing she wanted was to be alone. Sometimes she was angry, she would scream and shout and want to fight, but you knew she was just hurting. Other times she would cry and at certain points, what you considered the worst points she wouldn't talk or move at all. She would just lay in bed, staring at the ceiling.

During one of these episodes you were sitting on her bed, rubbing her shoulders and stroking her hair. She firmly pushed your hands away and sat up.

“Ellie?”

“I want to kill her.”

“Ellie, I understand but-”

“No! No, you don't, you don't know what it was like to see him like that! I cant get it out of my head, everyday all I can think of is how I wont be able to sleep, to eat, to fucking live If  I know shes out there, getting away with it.”

“Ellie,”

“Listen, if you dont support me then leave. I'll be gone tomorrow and I'll find her”

You paused.

“Ellie, I’ll always support you”

She looked into your eyes, searching to see if your words were true. 

She relaxed.

“Okay, tomorrow we are leaving. I’ll take care of getting supplies before you wake up, I won't be able to sleep anyway”

“Ellie”

You took her hands, she gave in to your touch in an instant, she reveled in it. She adored every part of you she could get, even though you hid a lot of you, she would gladly enjoy every moment she was given. 

“I just…If this will make you okay again, I'll help you. I just don't think-.”

“If you're going to tell me some bullshit about how killing her won't bring Joel back don't bother, because I know. It's not like that I just want to hurt her how she hurt me”

You sighed, still grasping Ellie’s hands.

“Okay. I'm with you”

“You’ll come with me?”

“I'd follow you anywhere.” 

Ellie nodded, “Okay, sleep, we have a long way ahead of us.”

“Do you have a lead?”

“I think so, Tommy was telling me about the WLF? Washington liberation front? They Are located in Seattle-”

Your blood ran cold, Washington, Seattle, Abby.

“Seattle.”

“That's where they're located. I'm going to find that bitch and kill everything she has. I’ll save her for last and make her suffer”

“Her?”

“Yea, it was a women, tall, blond, built like an ox” 

Oh shit

Oh fuck!

Fucking christ Abby why did you kill Joel! There has to have been a reason. With her there was always a reason no matter how little it was, there was always a reason.

But it was Joel, Joel who saved you from being killed, Joel who always did his best to help Ellie even when she didnt want him too, Joel whose past haunted him in his sleep, Joel whom you smiled at passing every morning. Joel who was such a big part of Ellie’s world.

“Are you sure it was her?”

“I watched her bring a golf club to his head, I watched her tear him apart” The expression on Ellie’s face was once filled with terror, but now it only portrayed true rage.

Your hands trembled a little bit but Ellie didn't notice, she was too caught up in her revenge plan to seem to realize your panic. And for that, you were grateful.

What would she think of you now? Knowing that you loved the perpetrator of Joel’s painful demise. What would she do if she saw that locket inside, how happy you looked hoisted on Abby’s  shoulders? How would she react if you told her the person you missed the most was the same individual that had ruthlessly murdered Joel?

“Ellie, let's just try and sleep right now. We don't know when it’ll happen again”

“I’ll try”

That night, the two of you had fallen into a restless slumber. Dreams haunted Ellie, but with you, only memories came and filled your senses with the scent of pine. 

The WLF base was cold in the winter, but you didn't mind. Half the time you were wrapped up in your girlfriend's arms and when she was out training or patrolling or doing whatever it was when she disappeared you were out training yourself.

The endless workouts kept you strong, calm, collected, and warm. It was a hobby you picked up from her, though you didn't train nearly as intensely as she did you were proud of your progress and so was she.

One day though she didn't return at her normal time, like she’d always promised. You wasted no time, grabbing your steel toe boots and shotgun, axe hanging from your bag on your side. You were determined to find her.

After all, she was all you had.

The sun went down and it got colder, but still you didn't care. Abby would never stay out this long without you. Something was off.

You kept your eyes peeling spotting a horde of infected, and your girlfriend fighting them off in the center

Breathing in, you aimed the shotgun, far enough that they wouldn't know where you came from.

The first bullet struck at the head of a runner that abby was cornered by

“Gotcha, you fucker”

Abby jumped a bit at noise, the bullet barely missed her head. She looked at the source and you waved and continued shooting from a distance, once the numbers had depleted you ran down to offer hand to hand help.

“Hey babe. Need some help?”

“Fuck. I had it handled” You plunged your axe into the skull of the infected. It made a revolting squelch you cringed a bit before moving on to another one.

“Sure looked like it”

“Oh shut up!” Abby smiled, still beating the absolute fuck out of another runner

It was kind of hot, her biceps pulsing, veins showing off, blood on her face, sweat dripping down her neck despite the cold weather.

God you have problems.

When it was all over, you had both fallen to the floor, it began to snow. You were panting and then stood up, holding your face up staring at the white sky with your tongue out.

“What the hell are you doing?” Abby questioned with a playful smirk

“Catching snowflakes!”

“That's disgusting, put your tongue away.”

You wiggled your eyebrows at Abby, a smile made its way onto your face.

“You wouldn't have said that…last night” You burst out into laughter at your own stupid joke. Abby groaned, putting her head in her hands, still a teasing smile grew on the corners of her lips.

“Can we stop with the ‘last night’ jokes?”

“ You started them?”

“Yea well i'm finishing”

“Oh yea, I bet you are” 

“Shut up… that sounds bad.”

“What's wrong with finishing?”

“Oh my god, y/n. Shut up”

“ Yes ma'am!”

You awoke in the middle of the night, surprisingly Ellie was fast asleep. You sat up in your sleeping bag, pulling your knees to your chest. Cradling yourself, rocking back and forth in an attempt to self soothe.

Ellie, your best friend was going to try to kill your girlfriend. Or rather, ex-girlfriend? You had never technically broken up, you just… got lost. Abby was somewhere, and you were determined to find her before Ellie did. You couldn't just let her die and if that made you a bad person you were okay with it. You were already a liar, a murderer, a thief, what's one more sin on your conscience?

You got up while Ellie was fast asleep. You tiptoed to the bathroom with your pack, taking off the clothes you'd borrowed from Ellie in your time there and replacing them with sturdy jorts, a belt, and a wife beater. Your belt almost resembled a tool belt, you could holster a pistol in it among other things. You’d wear steel toe boots with a pair of thin socks. You grasped at your locket.

You had to find her before Ellie did and return so she did not have a clue. You'd have to lie a lot but it wasn't the first time.

You snuck out, mindful of the creaky floorboards. Ellie was still knocked out.

Poor thing

You've never felt so conflicted before. What would you even do or say If Ellie found Abby? She wouldn't take the betrayal well; you could tell by the way she looked at you that she was attached. And in a way so were you. But Abby, at one point she was your entire world. You knew that indefinitely, you'd have to pick between the two and though Abby was once your greatest love, she killed someone Ellie adored. 

Fucking idiots.

You wandered out, in the midst of the night with a few hours of darkness left. You went back to where you'd found Ellie passed out on the floor. You felt like a shitty best friend, but you couldn't help it. It wasn't like you could let Abby die. She was strong though, very strong, she would put up a fight and that fact brought you peace. 

Eventually after some digging around in that house, you found it deserted but with things left behind. A bullet casing there, a few loose arrows but what really interested you, was a map. Abby was never really good at covering up her tracks, and she had left you a path right to her. The map was marked up with some sort of colored pencil. You held it carefully, pointing your flashlight at it.

Washington, WLF base and Patrol routes are all marked up…so is Jackson with the words “town?” written on it, you almost smiled, recognizing Abby’s handwriting like it was second nature 

You decided you'd bring the map back with you.

Doing one more look around you discovered photos, polaroids.

One of Abby and Owen, smiling.

Your expression dropped.

There's no way she's associating with him again. And if she was, it was definitely out of desperation. Whatever, you'd fix that.

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