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2 years ago

movies with elliot

movies with Elliot

pairing: Elliotย  x blackfem!reader

warnings: fluff,ย (kinda terrible writing)ย 

word count: 816

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โ€œYou know I can feel you judging me?โ€ Lexi spoke as I closed my locker to face her. โ€œI mean Iโ€™m not, just I donโ€™t want any beef between you and a certain someone, emphasis on the certain someone. โ€œย 

Lexi was running her idea of a play that was about her life and it may or may not have included the whole Maddy, Cassie, and Nate situation going on.ย 

โ€œYou and I both know Maddy might not be too happy with you including that, and Cassie especially, even if you put in fake character names.โ€ย 

โ€œ Well fez thinks it a great idea and I am going along with it.โ€ย 

I stared at her for a minute. She and Fezco and really cute, they have been hanging out for a while now, I wonder if he is gonna ask her out.ย 

โ€œ You know what? Youโ€™re right, Fez is right, you gotta put your directing skills out there and fuck anyone else who thinks otherwise.โ€ย 

I tried to be supportive of whatever Lexi did, after all, she is my best friend.ย 

โ€œYou should ask Fez out on a date.โ€ I stated as we talked down the hall passing the football players who always managed to smell like they don't wash a single inch of their bodies.ย ย 

โ€œOnly if you ask Elliot on a date.โ€ touche.ย 

A quick buzz of my phone stopped my response to lexis's outrageous proposal. Speaking of the devil

Elly -_-: hey you busy?ย 

Me: nah, just with Lexi walking to Spanishย 

Elly: wanna catch a movie?ย 

Me: like right now?ย 

Elly -_-: no dummy after lunch.ย 

It's a date. Elliot and I haven't hangout,ย  like at all so this is a first.ย 

Should I respond, I kinda want to. I swear anxiety is a bitch.ย 

By the end of Spanish,ย  hearing the teacher go on and on about why we don't use vosotros anymoreย 

ย I wanted to bang my head several times. It was lunchtime anyways so I had that to look forward to. I walked down to the cafe listening to music, passing people talking with their friends, teachers in the classroom, and couples riding themselves up at the lockers.ย 

My eyes caught the blonde-haired boy with a grin on his face. Seeing his face made me all blushy.ย 

โ€œHey you didnโ€™t answer my text, I figured you went to class already.โ€ย 

Fuck.ย 

โ€œYeah, sorry I must have missed it,โ€ I said lying straight out my teeth. The truth is I didn't forget, The truth is I had the hugest crush on Elliot even since that Halloween party last year.ย 

โ€œSo wanna go now.โ€ His eyes browns glistened with anticipation.ย 

Fuck it, why not.ย 

โ€œYeah let's go.โ€ย 

We walked past the cafeteria, walking past Lexi,ย  she gave me a โ€œyou guys leaving together lookโ€ and I chuckled. I mouth โ€œyesโ€ and we headed straight out the door.ย 

Elliot opened the car door for me and I gave him a small smile.ย 

โ€œOk, so I got two tickets during math for the batman, just in case you actually said yes.โ€ย 

โ€œBatman yeah ok I like DC, Marvelโ€™s better though.โ€ โ€œOh yeah for sure, wandavision The falcon and the winter soldier, all goat.ย 

This boy really knows his stuff. Heading to the movies, traffic wasn't that bad.ย 

We gave the ticket taker our tickers and went to our seats. The movie started but honestly, I couldn't really care about the movie at all. I caught Elliot smiling and laughing at some of the scenes. It was the cutest thing ever. I rested my hand on the handrest but I guess Elliot had the same idea, our hands ended up on top of each other.ย 

โ€œOh sorry Iโ€™ll just move it overโ€

โ€œNah your good, keep it there, their soft.โ€ย 

Heat crept up from my chest all the way up to my cheeks.

This boy really has me geeked.ย 

After the movie, we walked to his car, the sound of my sneakers hitting the wet concrete filled the silence.ย 

โ€œ I had a great time.โ€ I got into his car and looked at him, his face lit up by the moon.ย 

โ€œI did too, glad you came.โ€ in came his infamous grin.ย 

Silence again making a grand entrance.ย 

โ€œHey y/n, can I ask you something?โ€ย 

โ€œUh yeah, shoot.โ€ย 

โ€œCan I kiss you?โ€ย 

I smiled and looked at him, our face barely touching. He moved closer, feeling the heat come to my cheeks, I turned and connected our lips. Feeling immediately at peace.ย 

Our lips disconnected.ย 

โ€œYour so pretty.โ€ His voice was barely a whisper.ย 

I planted a gentle kiss on his lips.ย 

And with that, we handed back to the school.


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2 years ago

ย  ย  Angelโ€™s navย 

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2 years ago

Hey, can you do a rue x y/n where y/n is new in town and eliott asks her out and she sees it a way to get closer to rue who she's been falling in love with since she arrived but never had the courage to speak up with her, the three of them get really close, and one day eliott finds out that y/n is interested in rue and not him, so he helps y/n get something with rue

New Girl

pairing: Rue x fem!reader

word count: 999

authors note: Kinda long, sorry

405, 405 where the hell is room 405. I moved through the crowd of people, all of them knowing where to actually go. I should ask someone. I look and see people laughing with their friends and going into classrooms. I'm so lost, my eyes darting from room number to room number. How did I even get to 104? I'm so out of place.

โ€œHey, are you lost?โ€ I turn and see a girl with brown curly hair wearing a red hoodie.

โ€œUh yea I'm kinda lost, do you know where room 405 is?โ€ I look at her mesmerized, at the new person in front of me. Sheโ€™s so pretty, not a single flaw on her face, skin so clear and eyebrows plucked perfectly.

As she spoke I noticed her tooth slightly snagged. I smile such a pretty imperfection on a perfect face.

โ€œ...So yea youโ€™re gonna go past the boy's bathroom and there you go.โ€ Her voice faded in.

I did not catch a single word of that.

โ€œOh, uh could you repeat that? I'm new so I don't know where anything is, really.โ€

โ€œWhy donโ€™t you follow me?โ€ She smiled and I caught a glimpse of that tooth again.

we walked into the room filled with people sitting on desks and talking, she sat down at a desk.

โ€œOh, by the way, Iโ€™m Rue, what's your name?โ€

Rue, such a pretty name

โ€œIโ€™m Y/Nโ€

โ€œNice to meet you Y/Nโ€

โ€œOk class mellow down, let's get to work.โ€

I sat down by the window and tried to listen to the teacher go over the syllabus, but I could not get Rue out of my head. I watched her as she secretly passed notes to the blonde girl beside her. I pretty much watched her the entire class.

The class ended and I went to my locker. Iโ€™m pretty sure that was the last class, I put my books in my locker. Going towards the doors, rue stopped me.

โ€œHey Y/N, do you wanna hang out with me and my friends?โ€ She asked me.

โ€œYeah sure.โ€

โ€œOk so this is Julesโ€ she pointed to the blonde girl i saw her passing notes to in class. โ€œAnd here's Elliot.โ€ I looked to see a boy with blonde tips and face tats.

Damn, heโ€™s kinda hot, not my type but still.

We walked into Elliot's room and sat down. He pulled out a guitar and immediately started strumming.

โ€œHey Y/N, you smoke?โ€ย  Rue pulled out some pot and looked at me

โ€œEh, haven't tried it.โ€ย  I didn't wanna seem like a prune.

โ€œWanna try some?โ€

She blows smoke into the air and at the moment she looks godly. She was so cute. We spend the rest of the night smoking and laughing at jokes Jules was letting about a movie she and rue saw last summer.

After that we hung out every day after school, smoking, telling jokes while Elliot played his guitar.

The next day at school, I ran into Elliot.

โ€œHey Y/N, you got a sec?โ€ย  The blonde boy asked, walking next to me.

โ€œ Yeah what's up?โ€ I turned to look at him.

He chuckled,

โ€œI was wondering if you would go on a date with me?โ€

I was shocked. I didn't even know he saw me like that.

Ok think, you don't even know if Rue feels the same way, maybe if I go out with elliot, I can get even closer to Rue.

โ€œSureโ€ I smiled sly.

โ€œIโ€™ll pick you up after school and we can go to the moviesโ€

โ€œSounds good!โ€

I know this seems like a really shitty plan but I kinda have to go through it now, can't back down.

We arrive at the movie theater and sit down.

Throughout the movie, Elliot kept making moves at me which made me laugh. Maybe Elliot isn't back after all.

โ€œI had a good time.โ€ He spoke as we walked back to the car.

โ€œI did too.โ€

โ€œMaybe we can do this again?โ€ He asked

โ€œYeah, weโ€™ll see.โ€

It was two days since Elliot and I went out, we were all in Elliot's room, the room filled with smoke and music in the air. I looked over at rue laying on the bedย  and she smiles, I smiled back and scooted closer. Any closer and we would be on top of each other.

I caught Elliot staring at the corner of my eye and his eyes were sad.

โ€œHey Y/N, could I talk to you for a minute?โ€

I walked with him outside the room.

โ€œIf you didn't like me you should have just said so, instead of hogging all on Rue like that, what you think I didnโ€™t notice?โ€

Shit.

I looked down at my hands โ€œI'm sorry I didn't know how to tell you, I didn't even know if she liked me or not so I said yes to you asking me out.โ€

โ€œIโ€™ll help you.โ€ he voiced.

The next day in school he proposal we should all go to the carnival after school.

โ€œ you know what, I think Julesโ€™s and I should get some food.โ€ Elliot randomly said along with Jules confused face.

โ€œNo wait I want to go on that rollercoasterโ€ She spoke and earned a stern look from Elliot.

โ€œActually I think that's a good idea, be right back rue.โ€ And just like that, they left.

Rue and I were walking around passing the colorful light, making her face light up.

This is the perfect moment.

โ€œRue?โ€

She looked at me and answered with a โ€œhm?โ€

โ€œI really like you, ever since I meet you and Iโ€™ve been really nervous and unsure to tell you because I don't even know if you like me back. But would you go out with me?โ€ I blurbed. Nerves went through my entire body as she stopped and stared at me. Unread look on her face until she smiled and said

โ€œI thought you would never ask.โ€


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2 years ago

Elliot x reader

Him being absolutely crazy behind reader and being just attached to her

Going everywhere she goes and never leaving her side

this energy

I hope you like it!

Word count: 134

โ€œMoving closer,โ€ Elliot said laying on top of you.ย 

โ€œYou cannot be serious, Elliot you are literally on top of me.โ€ you stoke looking down on him.ย 

โ€œYea but I wanna be in your skin.โ€ you snorted loudly.ย ย 

his lips curl back into a hazy grin, reaching up to plant a kiss on your lips.ย ย 

You get upย  and head to the kitchen craving a sandwich. As you reach for the plate on the top shelve you feel warm hands around your waist and soft pecks on your cheek.ย 

โ€œYou just wonโ€™t let go huh?โ€ย 

โ€œNeverโ€ he turned you around, earning a yeep from your mouth, and kissed you on your forehead.ย 

โ€œI love youโ€ย 

โ€œI love you more.โ€ย 

โ€œeven if I was a snail?โ€ you asked causing a confused look on his face.ย 


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2 years ago

A request! Elliot with a high maintenance girly reader maybe? I've seen people do this for fezco where ghe reader is best friends with Maddy bit I rlly wanna see one for elliot

Elliot x highmaintenance ! Reader

warning: 18+, minors absolutely DNI, implied smut, strong language

โ€œThis look good?โ€ You asked maddy as you held up the pink sparkly dress up to your body.ย โ€œI think this would go well with the white pumps I haveโ€ Yourย  eyes the brand new Gucci pumps you bought last summer.ย 

Today was your 1 year anniversary with your boyfriend, Elliotย  and you needed to look godly, show him you were really that bitch.ย 

โ€œYou look so beautiful baby.โ€ Elliot came into the bathroom and wrapped his hands around your waist. He gave you soft kisses on your cheek down to your collarbones.ย 

โ€œHey, hey, youโ€™re gonna mess up my makeup.โ€ You gave him a stern face but all jokes aside you were joking.

โ€œyou look beautiful without it, and it doesnt even matter when I ruin it by the end of the night.โ€ He whispered that last part into your ear slowly.ย 

Your face heated up and you bit your lip.ย โ€œWhy wait till the end of the night?โ€ You turned andย Subtly moved your body closer to him. Inches away from his face, you smirked and kissed him roughly.ย 

His hands flew to your hips and your to his face. You both moaned as the kiss got deeper, more passionate. Your hands moved to his belt and slid underneath. Slightly moved your hand up and down against him, earning a deep moan from his lips. He was hard.ย 

โ€œMmm, you see what you do to me?โ€ You paced your hand, going at a slightly higher speed until you felt warm liquid on your fingers.ย 

โ€œFuck, fuck, fuck.โ€ He whispered his head dropping down to your shoulder.ย 

โ€œHurry up and get cleaned, our reservation is at 7.โ€ You smiled sly turning back to finish your makeup.ย 

Should I start a taglist? (if youโ€™d like to be added to the taglist just let me know ! <3)


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2 years ago

ใƒปโฅใƒป๐šœ๐šข๐š—๐š˜๐š™๐šœ๐š’๐šœ : ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐š˜๐š– ย 

ย ใƒปโฅใƒป๐š™๐šŠ๐š’๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ: ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š˜๐š ย ๐šก ๐š๐šŽ๐š–!๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ย 

ใƒปโฅใƒป๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š : ย ย 

ใƒปโฅใƒป ๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ : ๐š‚๐™ผ๐š„๐šƒ, ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐š’๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š™, ๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐šŠ๐š• (๐š๐šŽ๐š–), ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š,, ๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šž๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ, ๐š๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š, ๐š™๐š›๐šŠ๐š’๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐š, ๐š/๐šœ ๐š๐šข๐š—๐šŠ๐š–๐š’๐šŒ๐šœ, ๐š๐š•๐šž๐š๐š? ย ย 

ใƒปโฅใƒป๐šŠ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐š›โ€™๐šœ ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐šŽ: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š” ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š–๐šž๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐™ธ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š–๐šข ๐š ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š’๐š—๐š! ย 

ใƒปโฅใƒป๐š–๐šŠ๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š•๐š’๐šœ๐šย 

ใƒปโฅใƒป๐š๐šŠ๐š๐š•๐š’๐šœ๐š

โ€œ๐™ท๐šŽ๐šข ๐š๐š’๐š›๐š•๐šœ ๐™ธโ€™๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š”โ€ ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šข ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™บ๐šŠ๐š.โ€ ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š™๐šž๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š›๐š˜๐š ๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š˜๐š›๐š—๐šข ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐š˜๐š–, ๐™ฑ๐™ฐ๐™ณ. ๐™ณ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š–๐š˜๐šœ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š•๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š™๐šž๐š—๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š‹๐š˜๐š ๐š• ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š™๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šข ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šž๐š๐šŽ๐šœ.ย 

ย ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š—๐š˜ ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐šŽ, ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š” ๐š๐š˜๐š. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š’๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š‹๐šž๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š—๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐š™๐šŠ๐š™๐šŽ๐š›, ๐šž๐š—๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šž๐š—๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š—๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š’๐š๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š‹๐š‹๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š–๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š‘ ๐šŒ๐š•๐š˜๐š๐š‘.ย 

ย โ€˜๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š’๐šœ ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šœ๐šœ.โ€ ๐š†๐š’๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š, ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š•๐šข, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š›. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šž๐š–๐š™, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‘๐š’๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š. ย ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š  ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š. โ€˜๐™ต๐šž๐šŒ๐š” ๐š–๐šŠ๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š™๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š’๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž.โ€ ๐™ธ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐™ด๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š˜๐š, ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š‹๐š•๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š’๐š› ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐š‘๐šž๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐š•๐šž๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šž๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šข ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐šœ.ย 

ย โ€œ๐™พ๐š‘ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š, ๐šœ๐š˜๐š›๐š›๐šข.โ€ ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š, ๐šœ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š•๐šข. โ€œ๐™พ๐š‘ ๐šŒ๐š›๐šŠ๐š™, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐šโ€ ๐™ฟ๐šž๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐š˜๐š–, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š‹๐š‹๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š ๐šŠ๐š’๐š ๐š”๐š’๐š. ย โ€œ๐™ฐ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š˜๐š”?โ€ ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š™๐šž๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š›๐šŠ๐š™ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐šœ. ย 

โ€œ๐šˆ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š‘, ๐™ธโ€™๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š” ๐š๐š˜๐šŒ.โ€ ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š–๐š’๐š•๐šŽ๐š. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šœ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐š•๐šŒ๐š˜๐š‘๐š˜๐š• ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š›๐šŠ๐š™, ๐š๐šŠ๐š‹๐š‹๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š• ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š” ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š˜๐šŒ๐š˜๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ. ย โ€œ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šžโ€™๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐šŽ๐š›.โ€ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š™๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐š. ย ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š, ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š›๐šŠ๐š™ ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ.ย 

โ€œ๐™ณ๐š˜๐š—โ€™๐š ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐šŒ๐š›๐šž๐šœ๐š‘ ๐š˜๐š— ๐š–๐šŽ.โ€ ย 

โ€œ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐šข๐š‹๐šŽ ๐™ธ ๐š๐š˜.โ€ ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ. โ€œ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š’๐š›๐š•๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š ๐šœ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š˜๐š˜๐š•.โ€ ย 

โ€œ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š– ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘.โ€ย 

๐™ท๐š’๐šœ ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š•๐šž๐šœ๐š, ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š—๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š”๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š”๐š’๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐šž๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ. ย ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š”๐š’๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐š’๐š›๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š”๐š’๐šœ๐šœ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š™๐šŽ๐š›. ๐™ท๐š’๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šœ๐š•๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐š๐š˜๐š– ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ.

ย โ€œ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š˜๐š”?โ€ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š—๐šœ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ โ€œ๐™ท๐š–๐™ท๐š–โ€ ย ๐™ท๐š’๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š•๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š—๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž , ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐š–๐š˜๐šŠ๐š— ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š•๐š’๐š™๐šœ.โ€๐™ธ'๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐šข๐šœ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š”๐š’๐šœ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐š๐šข ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š—๐š˜๐š .โ€ ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š˜๐šŽ๐š. ย ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐šž๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐š’๐š ๐š˜๐š๐š, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š•๐š’๐š™๐šœ ๐š–๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—. ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š’๐š—๐šŒ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›'๐šœ ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐šŠ๐š— ๐šŠ ๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐šข, ๐š–๐š˜๐šŠ๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐šœ๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š‘๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›. ย โ€œ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šž๐š– ๐™ด๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š˜๐š, ๐š™๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ?โ€ ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐š’๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š๐šŽ๐š›. ย โ€œ๐™น๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŒ, ๐™ธโ€™๐š– ๐š๐š›๐šข๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐šข.โ€ ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ.ย 

ย โ€œ๐™ต๐šž๐šŒ๐š” ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŠ๐šฃ๐š’๐š—๐š.โ€ ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š™๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šข ๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›. ย ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ ๐š”๐š’๐šœ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š. โ€œ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šž๐š๐š’๐š๐šž๐š•โ€

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Elliot x reader

Him flashing out on reader when he canโ€™t find the drugs he is looking for and he thinks reader hid it and she has had enough of him being mean when he is on drugs so she leaves and Elliot just texts and calls her and tries to talk to her at school to apologize

You can make them end up together or not

๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’…๐’† ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’”๐’ ๐’”๐’‚๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’˜๐’“๐’Š๐’•๐’†

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๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‹๐—’ ๐–จ'๐—† ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐–บ๐—Œ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—…๐–พ

๐š™๐šŠ๐š’๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ: ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š˜๐š ๐šก ๐š๐šŽ๐š–!๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›

ใƒปโฅใƒป ๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ: ๐——๐—ฉ(๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ), ๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šž๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ,๐—˜๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต

ใƒปโฅใƒปsend more prompts

note that I do not condone any sort of violence from any type of relationship, this is just a promptย 

ใƒปโฅใƒป๐š๐šŠ๐š๐š•๐š’๐šœ๐š

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๐–จ ๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—…๐—… ๐–บ๐—‚๐—†๐—…๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œ๐—…๐—’ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐–จ๐—‡๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—€๐—‹๐–บ๐—† ๐–ป๐–พ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—Ž๐—‰ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐–ค๐—…๐—…๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—'๐—Œ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–ฝ. ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–ผ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—‚๐—† ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—๐–พ ๐—‰๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—Œ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—† ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—…๐—‚๐—‰๐—Œ. ๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡โ€™๐— ๐—†๐–พ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—๐—‚๐—† ๐—Œ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€, ๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–ฝ๐—‹๐—Ž๐—€๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—€๐—Œ ๐—†๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—๐—‚๐—†๐–พ๐—Œ. ๐–ง๐–พ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—€๐—ˆ ๐–บ ๐—…๐—‚๐—๐—๐—…๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—‹.

โ€œ๐–ง๐–พ๐—’, ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ป๐—’ ๐—๐—๐—’ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡โ€™๐— ๐—๐–พ ๐—€๐—ˆ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—๐—‚๐–พ๐—Œ? ๐–ฆ๐–พ๐— ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐–บ ๐–ป๐—‚๐—?โ€ ๐–จ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—€๐—€๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–จ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐— ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—…๐–บ๐—‰.

โ€œ๐–ฌ๐—†, ๐–จ ๐—ƒ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—‡๐–บ ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž.โ€ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—€๐—…๐—‚๐–ฝ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„, ๐—€๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐— ๐—„๐—‚๐—Œ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ผ๐—๐–พ๐–พ๐—„.

โ€œ๐–ฏ๐—…๐–พ๐–บ๐—Œ๐–พ?โ€ ๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—‹๐–บ๐—€๐—€๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–พ. โ€œ๐–ถ๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐—‡โ€™๐— ๐–ป๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹.โ€

โ€œ๐–ฒ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‹๐—’ ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐–พ๐—๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐—, ๐–จโ€™๐—† ๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐—๐—‚๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ.โ€ ๐–ง๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ. ๐–ถ๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐—†๐–พ๐–บ๐—‡๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐—‹๐—Ž๐—€๐—Œ. ๐–จ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐— ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—…๐–บ๐—‰ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐–บ๐—‡๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—’๐–บ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ.

โ€œ๐–ฅ๐—‚๐—‡๐–พโ€ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—€๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—† ๐–บ ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—๐—’ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐–ผ๐–พ. ๐–ง๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‰๐–พ๐—‡๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ฝ๐—‹๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‡๐–ฝ, ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐—€๐—€๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—†๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œ๐—’ ๐—‰๐—‚๐—…๐–พ. โ€œ๐–ฅ๐—Ž๐–ผ๐—„โ€ ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐–ฝ. โ€œ๐–ฃ๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—„๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ป๐–บ๐—€๐—€๐—‚๐–พ ๐—‚๐—Œ?โ€

โ€œ๐–ด๐— ๐—‡๐—ˆ ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐—‡โ€™๐— ๐–ป๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ฝ๐—‹๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐—‹โ€ ๐–จ ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐–พ๐—‡๐— ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—‰๐—๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ. โ€œ๐–ถ๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—†๐–พ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—‡๐—ˆ? ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—…๐—’ ๐—‰๐–พ๐—‹๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—„๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ป๐–บ๐—€ ๐—‚๐—Œ.โ€ ๐—๐–พ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—†๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–ฝ.

๐–ถ๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–พ๐—…๐—… ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ป๐—…๐–พ๐—†. ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐–พ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐— ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ.

๐–จ ๐—…๐–บ๐—Ž๐—€๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ ๐—…๐—‚๐—๐—๐—…๐–พ ๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—Š๐—Ž๐–พ๐—Œ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡.

โ€œ๐–ค๐—…๐—…๐—‚๐—ˆ๐— ๐–ก๐–บ๐–ป๐—’ ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—‡๐—ˆ ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐–พ๐–บ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ป๐–บ๐—€ ๐—‚๐—Œ, ๐—†๐–บ๐—’๐–ป๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—‹๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€.โ€

๐–ง๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—‡๐—‚๐–ผ๐—„๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ โ€œ๐–ธ/๐–ญ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐— ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ฟ๐—Ž๐–ผ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—ƒ๐—ˆ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€, ๐–จ ๐—„๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—‚๐—!โ€ ๐—๐–พ ๐—„๐—‡๐—ˆ๐–ผ๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‚๐—๐–พ๐—†๐—Œ ๐—…๐–บ๐—’๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐—‹๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹.

๐–ค๐—…๐—…๐—‚๐—ˆ๐— ๐–บ๐—…๐—๐–บ๐—’๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—†๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐—Œ ๐—’๐–พ๐—…๐—…๐—‚๐—‡๐—€. ๐–ง๐–พ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—†๐–พ ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹, ๐—€๐–พ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—Œ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–จ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—Ž๐—‰.

โ€œ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—† ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐–จ ๐—„๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—†.โ€ ๐–ฎ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐–ผ๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—‡ ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹.

๐–จ ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–จ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ.โ€๐–ก๐–บ๐–ป๐—’ ๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡โ€™๐— ๐—„๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—-โ€ ๐–ก๐–พ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ ๐–จ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—…๐–ฝ ๐—€๐–พ๐— ๐–บ ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‡๐—๐–พ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—๐—‹๐—Ž๐–ผ๐—„ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ป๐–พ๐—Œ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐–พ ๐—†๐–พ.

โ€œ๐–ณ๐–ค๐–ซ๐–ซ ๐–ฌ๐–ค ๐–ถ๐–ง๐–ค๐–ญ ๐–ธ๐–ฎ๐–ด ๐–ง๐–จ๐–ฃ๐–ค ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค๐–ฌ.โ€ ๐–ง๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‚๐–ผ๐–พ ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—†๐—’ ๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹.

๐–ณ๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐—Œ ๐—‚๐—†๐—†๐–พ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐—…๐—’ ๐—‹๐–บ๐—‡ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—๐—‡ ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐–ผ๐–พ. ๐–จ ๐—€๐—‹๐–บ๐–ป๐–ป๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€๐—‚๐—‡๐—€๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐–พ๐—‡๐— ๐—Œ๐—๐—‹๐–บ๐—‚๐—€๐—๐— ๐—๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‹. ๐–จ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐— ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—†. ๐–จ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐–ค๐—…๐—…๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—, ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐—…๐—’. ๐–ณ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ๐—‡โ€™๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—†. ๐–ง๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‹๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐—’. ๐–ง๐–พ ๐—๐–พ๐—…๐—‰๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—†๐–พ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‹๐—‹๐—’ ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—Œ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐–พ๐—…๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—†๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—๐—Ž๐—‡๐—€ ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—…. ๐–ง๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—‡๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ, ๐–ฝ๐—‹๐—Ž๐—€๐—Œ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—‚๐—†.

๐–จ ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐–ฝ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—‰๐—‚๐—…๐—…๐—ˆ๐— ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–จ ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—‡๐—‡๐—’ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–ค๐—…๐—…๐—‚๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—†๐–พ ๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—‚๐—‹ ๐—…๐–บ๐—Œ๐— ๐—’๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹. ๐–ถ๐–พ ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐—’. ๐–ฌ๐—’ ๐—‰๐—๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—“๐—“๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—†๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„ ๐–บ๐— ๐—‚๐—.

๐–ค๐—…<๐Ÿฅ: ๐–ง๐–พ๐—’ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ป๐—’ ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—ˆ๐—„?

๐–ค๐—…<๐Ÿฅ: ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—„๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐—‡โ€™๐— ๐—†๐–พ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—.

๐–ค๐—…<๐Ÿฅ: ๐–จ ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐—Œ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž

๐–ค๐—…<๐Ÿฅ: ๐–จ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž

๐–ค๐—…<๐Ÿฅ: ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—ˆ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—.

๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—Ž๐—‹๐— ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐–บ๐—… ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—. ๐–จ ๐—๐—Ž๐—‹๐—‡๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—‚๐— ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐–ฟ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—…๐—…๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹. ๐–ณ๐—๐–พ ๐—‡๐–พ๐—‘๐— ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’ ๐–จ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐–พ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—‚๐–พ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—Œ๐—Œ. ๐–จ'๐—† ๐—‰๐—‹๐–พ๐—๐—๐—’ ๐—Œ๐—Ž๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐–บ ๐—…๐–บ๐–ป ๐—๐—ˆ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’. ๐–จ ๐—Œ๐—†๐—‚๐—…๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐— ๐–ฑ๐—Ž๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ฉ๐—Ž๐—…๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—’ ๐—‰๐–บ๐—Œ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—†๐–พ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—๐–บ๐—’. ๐–จ ๐—’๐–พ๐—…๐—‰๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–จ ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐—…๐— ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—€๐—‹๐–บ๐–ป ๐—†๐–พ ๐—‚๐—‡๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—ƒ๐–บ๐—‡๐—‚๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐–ผ๐—„๐–พ๐—‹.

โ€œ๐–ง๐–พ๐—’.โ€ ๐–จ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—Ž๐—‰ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—†๐–พ๐–พ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐—Œ. ๐–จ ๐—Ž๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–ฝ.

โ€œ๐–จ ๐—๐–พ๐—‘๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—…๐–บ๐—Œ๐— ๐—‡๐—‚๐—€๐—๐—, ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‰๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—€๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—„.โ€ ๐–จ ๐–พ๐—‘๐–บ๐—†๐—‚๐—‡๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐–ผ๐–พ, ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐–ป๐–บ๐—€๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—…๐–ฝ ๐—†๐–พ ๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐—‡โ€™๐— ๐—Œ๐—…๐–พ๐–พ๐—‰.

โ€œ๐–จ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ป๐–บ๐—€, ๐—‚๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—Ž๐—‡๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—‹๐—‡๐–พ๐–บ๐—๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–ฝ.โ€ ๐–ง๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐—‹๐—’ ๐—…๐–บ๐—Ž๐—€๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ.

โ€œ๐–ฎ๐—โ€ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—…๐–พ๐–ฟ๐— ๐—†๐—’ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—๐—.

โ€œ๐–ซ๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐–ธ/๐–ญ, ๐–จโ€™๐—† ๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‹๐—’, ๐–จ ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—…๐–ฝ๐—‡'๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—…๐–บ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—.โ€ ๐–ง๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—Œ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—๐–บ๐—‚๐—Œ๐—. โ€œ

๐–จ ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–จ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž.โ€ ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‡๐–ฝ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ. ๐–จ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—‚๐—† ๐—Œ๐—๐—‹๐–บ๐—‚๐—€๐—๐— ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐–ผ๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ.

โ€œ๐–ก๐—’e ๐–พ๐—…๐—…๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—โ€


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2 years ago

So it'd be a Cassie Howard x male reader and the idea is that the reader has a really big crush on Cassie, but he thinks that he doesn't have an opportunity because he's not popular and he's a sophomore, but in a party, he loses his virginity with her. Cassie would be the dom and if you want to, you can add a mommy kink and it'd also have aftercare. About the reader, he'd be a really shy, sensitive, sweet and good guy, but he doesn't know how to express his feelings. He'd also be pretty tall, about 1.80 (5'11)

Oh, I forgot to add something, the guy would have like a soft appearance and he's in the basketball team (just add that if you want ofc)

tags: 18+ graphic smut, mature content, piv, dirty talk, established fwb, swearing, rough sex,

This might just be the last euphoria smut? flluff I do :(

Parties werenโ€™t your thing, yet here you were spiting kool-aid with what must have been vodka or something. Your eyes searched the room full of people dancing and playing beer pong until your eyes locked with hers.ย 

Her eyes were like deep blue glaciers you could get lost in. You know that song ocean eyes by Billie Eilish, yeah Im pretty sire she wrote them about Cassie Howard. She was by far the hottest senior in school, everyone wanted to get with her. Sadly she had to pick the one douchey guy in the world.

Not to say she would be better with you. You would only make her self conscious with how shy you were.ย 

You werenโ€™t one to party, hell you barely left the house, only school and home. You mostly keep to yourself with the exception of being friends with Rue and her group. Hell you donโ€™t even now how you became friends with them, they just kinda showed up. But you were fine with that.ย 

She smiled and waved. God you could just melt right there. It seemed like everything was going in slowmotion like the movies, she was coming over to you in your quiet Conor you asserted dominance over.ย 

โ€œHey, I was waved to you but you kinda just stood there.โ€ Guess you forgot how to be a human and stared at her all doe eyed.ย 

โ€œyeah sorry, I thought you were looking at someone else.โ€ You laughed off. What a lie, you just could not believe The Cassie Howard was interacting with you. The only interact you ever got from her was passing in the hallways were you would steal a glance at her. Doubt she ever noticed.ย 

โ€œWanna hang out? None of my friends are here yet and parties are like really boring to me.โ€ย 

A slight whimper left your lips, thankfully the noise of the music dropped it out.ย 

โ€œโ€ฆs-sure, I mean.. yeahโ€ was all that left your lips before Cassie took your hand and led you to one of the rooms.ย 

It was much quieter now and you could feel the nerves from the air until she spoke up. โ€œYouโ€™re y/n right? I see you in the hallways sometimes with Rue, I always thought you were really cute.โ€ย 

Shit. Your eyes widened and hangs got clammy.ย 

โ€œWhen I saw you were here I had to come and say hi.โ€ She scooted closer, closing the distance between.ย 

Suddenly your pants got real tightย  and not a single word could be uttered.ย 

Just when you thought her pants couldnโ€™t get any higher, she touched your hand and crept up to your face. Taking your face in her hands she planted slow small kisses down to your collarbone.ย 

You bent your neck, giving her more room. โ€œOh you like that huh?โ€ Cassie smugly said again your skin. You could only utter a โ€œuhhmโ€ before she straddled and sat on your lap.ย 

โ€œOh is someone excited to see me?โ€ You swallowed as you try to find the words and you froze up.ย 

โ€œWould this be the wrong time to tell you Iโ€™m a virgin? Because if it is Iโ€™m sorry Iโ€™ll leave and I- fuck sorry I donโ€™t know.โ€ย 

She gazed your eyes and laughed. โ€œNo its ok, Im glad you told me actually, its ok we can go slow, if you want.โ€ย 

Fuck, you werenโ€™t hoping to get laid tonight but fuck it right?ย 

She continued giving small love bits at your neck, probably leaving a bruise in the morning making it hard ton explain to your friends, youโ€™ll tell them you fell.ย 

โ€œYou know you can hold me right?โ€ For the past five minutes your hands hovered over her wait not knowing what to do. You finally grabbed her waist almost carefully like she could break or something.ย 

She pushed you down towering over you as her hand fiddled with your shirt ultimately pushing them under. Her cold hands traced over your warm bare skin. Cassie started to kiss you deeply, soft but deep. Your hands traced her waist coming in contact with her lacy bra unceasing it and letting it fall to the flor. God you have no idea what youโ€™re doing.ย 

โ€œWoah there, pretty boy, getting to the point I see.โ€ She shirt soon followed suit leaving her bare. You stared doe eyed, reaching up and giving them a squeeze earned a moan from Cassies lips. You smiled as your lips crashed back into hers. Breaking away she let her hands followed down under your pants giving your bulge a squeeze. She swallowed your moan and squeeze ever harder.ย 

โ€œTake them off.โ€ She ordered and your followed wasting no time taking hers off in the process. Small whimpers escaped from you lips as Cassie began slowly grinding, letting you feel her wetness. Oh god you could have just released right there.ย 

โ€œYou like that, huh? Of course you do my pretty pretty boy.โ€ Her dirty talk almost sent you over the edge. She took your hard out of your pants, spiting on it and slowly stroking. Whines falling out your lips with a few moans here and there.ย 

โ€œYou got hard off just that huh? Quit Whining.โ€ Cassie berated. Suddenly she sat and filled herself up. You groaned at her actions. You felt everything, sexual bliss falling over you and nothing else matters in that moment, just you and her. Cassie started slowly but quickly got in a rhythm. You couldnโ€™t keep up. She held herself up with hands on your chest, her breasts jumping with the rhythm of your strokes. Moans filled the air and you wondered the door was going to open at any minute.ย 

Your hands on her waist, you slammed her over and over until you both reached your high. You let her ride it out and she came off, laying down beside you.ย 

She breathe heavily โ€œNot bad for a virginโ€ย ๏ฟผ

muffled music played as you both laid.

โ€œyou ok? i know it was your first time.โ€ she turned her head and gave you a small smile. to be honest you werent. You were on cloud fucking nine.

โ€œyeah, it was amazing.โ€ you looked at her eyes once again still not over what happened.

โ€œhmmโ€ she hugged you tight and put her head on your chest, tracing your collarbone.

โ€œyou did good pretty boy.โ€ this night couldnt have been better


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2 years ago

โ‡จ IDLYGF!

 IDLYGF!

i donโ€™t like your girlfriend!

 IDLYGF!

based on the song โ†ป girlfriend - avril lavigne

an ongoing drabble series of elliot with a gf you donโ€™t like

some drabbles will include nudity, sexual abuse, vulgar language, light smut (bc i suck at writing it) drug use, drug abuse

 IDLYGF!

CHAPTERS

# what a fuckinโ€™ bitch

# the whores want to fuck each other?

# truth or dare?

# kiss kiss fall in love

# aw shitโ€ฆhere we go again

# nate jacobs

# rue rue

# the fallout

# happy birthday/YOU GAVE HER A GUN!?

more tbaโ€ฆ

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iโ€™m excited to be posting this, this was originally a drabble series for jungkook of BTS but iโ€™m no longer interested in them so i decided to remaster it and write for elliot from euphoria. i feel like euphoria matches the vibes of this series more, i have more material since euphoria is a show based around teen drama and thatโ€™s what this fic is about LOL, iโ€™m not sure how much exposure this will get because my following is mostly kpop + tumblr isnโ€™t showing people on tags but i hope whoever reads this enjoys nonetheless <3

 IDLYGF!

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2 years ago

# what a fuckinโ€™ bitch

# What A Fuckin Bitch
# What A Fuckin Bitch

idlygf!

warnings: none, word vomit

wc: 971

cc:1/??

# What A Fuckin Bitch

โ€œYouโ€™re staring again.โ€ The voice snapped you out of your thoughts, as you were just watching Elliot and that damned โ€˜girlfriendโ€™ of his makeout in the hallway.

โ€œFuck off Rue. I was NOT staring.โ€ You looked at her with an annoyed glint in your eyes,

โ€œPlus even if i was, it would be pretty hard not to, theyโ€™re eating each other's faces in the middle of the hallway!โ€ The pout adorning your lips was too prominent for you to deny that it was on your face, it was just a little irritating to see the same scene every single day. You could almost hear their saliva being swapped as they continued to grossly kiss against the lockers.

โ€œCโ€™mon Y/N,โ€ she placed her thumb on the base of your top lip in an attempt to release it from the hold of your bottom lip, โ€œJust donโ€™t look at them. The bell is about to ring, I'm sure theyโ€™ll snap out of it when they hear it.โ€ she placed her hand on your shoulder and inched closer to your face. โ€œYou donโ€™t have to be jealous all the time, you know that.โ€ your pout deepend at her words.

โ€œBut Rueeeeeee,โ€ you whined like a child, โ€œIt's so gross, why do they have to do that right here?โ€ You tried to give her puppy dog eyes in order to coax her into agreeing with you, but she's known you far too long to fall for your tricks.

โ€œThis coming from the same girl who said she would fuck Elliot in the middle of the-โ€ you quickly covered her mouth with your hand, โ€œRUE! I told you not to talk about that outside of my room!โ€ you could feel the vibration of her chuckle bouncing off of your palm, she removed your hand and placed it on your chest near your heart. โ€œItโ€™s okay to be jealous babe, I know youโ€™ve liked him for so long, it's only natural that youโ€™d want to beat the crap out of a girl who fucks him everyday.โ€ you scoffed in response, โ€œWell you got one of those things correct.โ€ her eyes widened at your statement. โ€œYou admit that you like him?โ€ you rolled your eyes at her, โ€œNo, i admit that i want to beat the shit out of her. She's not even that pretty, right Rue-Rue?โ€ she gave you a teasing smile, โ€œI mean...shes pretty fucking hot, shes got a nice rack and a nice ass too.โ€ you hit her arm in retaliation

to her vulgar statements. โ€œRue! Now is not an appropriate time for your lesbian fantasies. Also, youโ€™ve never told me I had a nice rack, or a nice ass! Rue, please tell me I have a nice ass-โ€ Your sentence was cut off by a soft chuckle. Fucking Elliot.

โ€œY/N, Iโ€™m sure your boobs and ass will be hot to some guy soon enough,โ€ he teased. Your old pout caused by Rue was replaced with a scowl caused by Elliot, โ€œYouโ€™re a jerk Elly, no one was even talking about you.โ€ Your sass was purley fueled by watching him and his toy basically fuck on top of the lockers, several people having asked them to move.

โ€œNo need to be sassy, miss. I may not have been the topic of conversation, but I did walk in on your chat soon enough to know how hot Rue thinks my girl is.โ€ the word โ€˜girlโ€™ rolling off his lips made you cringe hard, why her?

he winked in Rueโ€™s direction, she rolled her eyes in response, โ€œWell, I have to go before the Bell rings, Plus Jules is waiting for me,โ€ she kisses you on the cheek and punches Elliot in the arm. She trudded away and left you and Elliot together to have your own conversation, โ€œSo little lady, whatโ€™s got you so down in the dumps?โ€ you threw your head back and let out another obnoxious whine, โ€œFirst of all Iโ€™m not little, and second of all Iโ€™m so โ€˜down in the dumpsโ€™ because I don't have nice boobs or a nice ass,โ€ you met his doe eyes with your sad eyes, you never had a problem expressing your insecurities to Elliot, he never really had a response, he just nodded and rubbed your back. That was the same scenario now. He just nodded his head and proceeded to talk,

โ€œWell Iโ€™m sure the guys at school think you're hot, I mean it's not like your ug-โ€ you heard the familiar clacking of heels against the floor,

โ€œBaby?โ€ Fuck, it was her. Elliot wasn't much of a relationship guy, he usually couldn't go more than a week without having a new girl on his arm. It never bothered you, of course you were jealous but you had a little bit of clarity knowing that he wouldn't be worried about them within a couple days. It was weird that Elliot had stayed around with this girl for so long, it's been two months, which is a long time for Elliot. Damn, how good was this girl's pussy? You hated her bitchy attitude and her mean face, what did Elliot even see in her anyways? Besides her looks, her boobs were pretty nice.

โ€œI miss your lips babe, cโ€™mere.โ€ Here goes the loud and disgusting smacking that was sounded by their lips clashing. You rolled your eyes and got ready to turn your heel to leave them be. You looked at them one more time, โ€œBye Elly,โ€ he gave you a shortwave and used the same hand to cup her cheek. She lifted her hand and performed a โ€œshooโ€ motion at you which made your blood boil.

You rightfully walked away and used all your being to not go back over there and yank the extensions out of her head.

โ€œWhat a fuckinโ€™ bitch.โ€


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2 years ago

# the whores want to fuck each other?

# The Whores Want To Fuck Each Other?
# The Whores Want To Fuck Each Other?

idlygf!

warnings: slight mentions of weed

2nd installment of my elliot drabble series

# The Whores Want To Fuck Each Other?

Rue and Elliot were close, there was no doubt about it. They spent a lot of time together and they shared a lot of the same interests, that's what bothered Jules so much. You were there the day that Elliot and Jules met for the first time, it was super awkward. There was a lot of tension and it was very obvious that Jules was upset about them being friends. You followed her into the bathroom and comforted her about the whole situation. You did feel bad, but you also felt like she was being a little dramatic.

Rue and Jules had gotten into a few arguments about Elliot, you were the first person to hear about it from both sides. Given you had been friends with Rue since you two were infants and friends with Jules since she moved to East Highland.

The three of you were sitting above a bridge, all of your legs dangling off the side. You weren't really paying attention to the conversation they were having, you caught a few things about Rue and Elliot fucking, him and jules not getting along, and weed.

โ€œy/n, dont you think Elliot wants to fuck Rue?โ€ Jules' soft voice suddenly filled your ears, you looked at both of them, their eyes boring into yours. You shrugged and looked down at your feet,

โ€œDepends, he wants to fuck everyone.โ€ Rue chuckled and bumped her shoulder with yours. You leaned over a bit to take a look at Jules, a pout on her face as she looked into the distance.

โ€œJules, I promise you theres no way he wants to fuck me, no way.โ€ you giggled at your friends and shook your head.

# The Whores Want To Fuck Each Other?

Jules turned on a table lamp and shined it in Elliot's face, he backed away from the sudden light and gave her a confused look.

โ€œDo you wanna fuck Rue?โ€ he looked over at Rue who was sitting on his bed, your head in her lap as you played with the knick knacks Elliot had in his room. โ€œNot no,โ€

โ€œSo youre gay?โ€ Jules quizzed him. โ€œKinda,โ€ he shrugged with an unimpressed look on his face, โ€œSo you're straight?โ€ he shrugged again, โ€œKinda?โ€ Elliot had never really put much thought into his sexuality, he liked what he liked.

โ€œSo you're bi?โ€ He made eye contact with Jules with squinted eyes, โ€œI don't really think of it that way.โ€ Jules rolled her eyes and continued to interrogate the boy. โ€œWhat do you mean? Like, you've never thought about your sexuality before?โ€ Elliot pondered before answering,โ€œNot in a particularly rigid way, no.โ€

In all honesty your attention span was that of a goldfish. Your mind could go from one topic to another in seconds, you had found a pair of sunglasses on a shelf near Elliot's bed and wore them as you looked up at Rue. Elliot asked a question about Rue and Jules fucking, or about him fucking them. You didn't know, you were too infatuated with the statue of a naked lady he had on his window sill. You only started paying any mind to the conversation when Rue piped up, she hadn't spoken the entire time and neither have you.

โ€œYeah, why did you dodge the question?โ€ Rue seemed puzzled, why wouldnt Jules tell Elliot if theyโ€™ve had sex before, theyre dating?

Jules inhaled deeply before going to ask Elliot another question, you turned your head towards them, finally deciding to pay attention since you were getting bored. Elliot locked eyes with you and smirked before averting his attention back to Jules.

โ€œHow many girls have you fucked?โ€ You wondered why Jules asked him all of these questions, you weren't even really sure why you were here in the first place.

โ€œLike, technically three.โ€ He hesitated a bit, almost as if he wasn't too sure of his own answer. The girls he was talking about were the ones he could remember off the top of his head. He had way more than 3 bodies. He busted a nut in the first girl within seconds, the second girl was a girl he met at a party and gotten some head from, and the third girl was his โ€˜girlfriendโ€™.

โ€œTechnically?โ€ Jules asks, โ€œI mean technically, the first girl, it was, like, two seconds. It was embarrassing. She probably wouldn't count it.โ€ He said looking off to the side, โ€œshe would not count it.โ€ Jules looked off to the side to process what he had just said, she shook her head and continued with the interrogation.

โ€œOkay, uh how many guys have you fucked?โ€ Jules urged. โ€œ43.โ€

Jules raised an eyebrow at him, her eyes wide. โ€œAre you serious?โ€ you giggled a little too loud, the three of them looked at you, you haven't made a sound the entire time that you were there. Rue looks down at you with a small smile on her face, โ€œWhatโ€™re laughing at?โ€ you giggled again. โ€œEllyโ€™s a whore.โ€ You knew he was joking, but you also knew he was very sexually active. Rue snickered while Elliot had his mouth open and a scoff fell out.

โ€œOh yeah?โ€ He challenged, โ€œHow many guys have you fucked? Hm?โ€ you rolled your eyes at him and held up the number five, โ€œBitch.โ€ He let out a dry laugh and looked back at you, โ€œOh wow! Thatโ€™s like a mentally ill amount of people to fuck, whoโ€™s really the whore.โ€ You flipped him off and closed your eyes, you snuggled into Rues lap and pulled a throw blanket Elliot had on his bed over your shoulders. You were already tired when you three had gotten to his house, a little nap wouldn't hurt.

The rest of their conversation played out, you felt yourself falling asleep until you heard your name again.

โ€œI didnt say that I didnt wanna fuck you or them,โ€ them meaning you and Rue. Elliot seemed to be getting frustrated with the ongoing questions about him and sex with the four of you.

โ€œSo you wanna fuck Jules and y/n?โ€ Rue quipped, you head butt her stomach and she smacked the side of your head with the back of her hand.

Elliot had a look of disbelief on his face,

โ€œYou guys are disgusting, Im not out here swinging my muff around waiting to see who fucks it.โ€ you giggled again, โ€œYou should, because I would totally-โ€ You were cut off by a cough coming from Rue. Oh fuck, did you say that out loud? Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Rue had cut you off because she knew about your feelings for Elliot, the romantic ones and the sexual ones, very, very sexual feelings. She also knew that you were the kind of person who does before they think, the words exited your mouth before you even processed what you were saying. Jules looked at you with a dropped jaw and wide eyes, Elliot looked at you with a smirk on his face and his eyes on yours, Rue pretended not to be paying attention, but a few snickers that she passed off as coughs came out of her mouth.

You felt yourself get warm, you were a fucking idiot. You turned so your face was facing away from Elliot and in Rueโ€™s stomach. She did you the favor of covering your entire body with the throw blanket. You closed your eyes and tried your best to forget about what had just happened.

You wanted to fucking die.

โ€œThe whores want to fuck each other? no surpise there.โ€

You buried your face even deeper into her stomach and whined out of embarrassment. You loved Rue with your entire heart, but God, you wish sheโ€™d shut the hell up sometimes.


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2 years ago

iโ€™m an asshole, baby

Im An Asshole, Baby
Im An Asshole, Baby

song โ™ซ bad idea! - girl in red

asshole elliot <\3 word vomit bc i rlly wanted to write this but i had no idea how to go about it so i kinda went a diff way than the ask ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ต + elliot and the reader r fwb

ask: elliot accidentally saying something hurtful to yn and she tries to play it off like, โ€œyeah no iโ€™m fine. itโ€™s whatever!โ€ or โ€œoh, i forgot you even said that. my attention span is short.โ€ knowing damn well she ends up spending her time after school balling her eyes out.

Im An Asshole, Baby

โ€œAt least Jules can give a decent fuckinโ€™ blow job, I have to fuck your face to get even a little bit of pleasure.โ€

You froze, your breath hitched in your throat and you stared right into Elliotโ€™s eyes. What the fuck?

You and Elliot have always had a very playful dynamic, making fun of each other was the love language that you guys shared. You and Elliot were extremely close, he gave you your first everything. Your first kiss, your first time, your first time smoking weed, he was always the first person you did it with.

One time, when the two of you were high, you expressed to him how insecure Jules made you. She was different, unique, outgoing, beautiful, she had everything you could want for yourself. Her and Elliot were getting very close and you noticed how much more sexual the jokes between the two of them had gotten. You werent Elliotโ€™s girlfriend, so you had no right to be mad, but the way he made you feel during sex made you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world and you selfishly wanted that side of him all to yourself. He was so gentle with you, he checked in on you, he did what you wanted, feeling so cherished made your heart soar.

He let out a dry chuckle, he was waiting for your response to his insult, but he heard you fall silent, โ€œYo, are you good?โ€ You tilted your head at him a little and slowly began to stand up from the bench that you were sitting on.

You couldn't believe that you had told Elliot such a sensitive piece of information about your self image and he threw it back in your face like it was nothing.

Something else Elliot knew was that you werenโ€™t the most experienced person when it came to sex, you had only been with one other guy besides Elliot. He was an ass who only cared about his pleasure so you didn't really have enough time to learn anything from him. You always worried about your performance in bed with Elliot, he always told you how good you were doing and how much he enjoyed guiding you through the process.

โ€œIโ€™m fine. I just remembered I have to go home, my dad said I have to be home by 6.โ€ You saw him frown, he nodded and brought the joint back up to his lips.

โ€œSee ya, Y/N. Be safe.โ€ You walked away from him and the tears started to form in your eyes. Were you really that bad? Why did he bring up Jules?

Elliot always knew how to hit you where it hurt, but it never hurt this bad. You were self conscious in a lot of aspects and being made fun of for how you were in bed diminished your self esteem even more. You had given yourself to him and he uses one of your insecurities against you? Part of you felt like you were being dramatic, but the other part felt like you had a right to be mad at him.

You walked into your house and immediately went upstairs. Being told you dont give good head isnt a big deal, but being told that by the only person youโ€™ve ever been with in that way can destroy how you see yourself in future sexual relationships, especially if its in comparison to another person who is far more experienced than you are.

Im An Asshole, Baby

You flopped down on your bed and stared at the ceiling. Your own thoughts were eating you alive, it was only a joke, why are you such a fuckin crybaby?

Your thoughts were interrupted by the buzz of your phone. It was Elliot.

Elly >_<: hey, did you make it home okay?

You: yeah

Elly >_<: good good good

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Elly >_<: u wanna hang tomorrow? got sum more weed when u left :p

You: not tomorrow, sorry el.

You were normally always free to hang out with him and smoke. But now that you knew how he felt about your sexual performance, you were too embarrassed to face him.

Elly >_<: :(((((((( y not?

You: busy

Elly >_<: dudeeeeeee ur literally NEVER busy wdf

You: i am tomorrow..

His text bubble kept disappearing and reappearing, your heart rate started to speed up, he was obviously hesitant on what he was gonna say.

Elly >_<: is this about what i said at the park?

Elly >_<: if so sorry lmao

Elly >_<: didnโ€™t think it was dat srsโ€ฆ.crybaby

You: ok el.

Elly >_< : bruh lol, take a joke. gonna ask again, wanna hang out tomorrow?

You: no

Elly >_<: when you stop bein such a fuckin baby iโ€™ll text you again, bye

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You put your phone down. Not only did he hurt your feelings, but heโ€™s now making you feel stupid for feeling the way you do. You honestly didnโ€™t want to see him again until you got over it or until he apologized once he saw how much it hurt you, but knowing Elliot, those chances were very slim.

You threw yourself into your pillow. Why did you like guys who were such fucking assholes?


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2 years ago

happy valentines day ๐Ÿ’Œ im gonna post part 2 of im an asshole baby today, itโ€™s gonna be sweet sorry it took so long Iโ€™ve been so busy Iโ€™m sorry๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜ž


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2 years ago

a boy brushed red living in black and white

pairing: elliot x fem!reader

warnings: swearing and mentions of drugs.

a/n: i believe this series will have seven parts so stay tuned! get added to my taglist here babes. i hope you enjoy! <3

words: 1.7k + not proofread

part two | part three | part four | part five | part six |part seven

A Boy Brushed Red Living In Black And White

can you feel your heartbeat racing? can you taste the fear in her sweat? you've done this wrong, it's too far gone, these sheets tell of regret. i admit that i'm just a fool for you, i am just a fool for you.

you pressed play onto your baby blue speaker before plopping onto your bed in a huff. school was the same old same old, the work was just getting harder. once you were done doing the last page of your calculus though? you quickly did your night routine so you could listen to music.

โ€œi would do it, press a button, pull the trigger, pull a mountain, jump off a cliff cause you know baby i love you, love you a little bitโ€ฆโ€ you softly sang to yourself while dancing, a small mirror clutched in your hand as you examined your nose.

whatever song you had stuck in your head before you closed your window each night he heard.

he knew their YouTube homepages were different. hers filled with glowy makeup tutorials, new Fenty skincare, watching people getting eyelash extensions and their nails done, hair videos, pamper routines, and kittens.

his was filled with gaming, beats, few reaction videos, short horror films, and an insane amount of music videos.

he thought he was imagining things the first time he heard her attempt to hit Kellin Quinnโ€™s notes on King for a Day. she had giggled at her voice cracking before deciding to just hum to herself.

that did it.

that was what caused Elliotโ€™s infatuation to grow even more.

A Boy Brushed Red Living In Black And White

he woke up earlier than usual one Thursday. through the blinding sun rays, he could see her trying to blend out the concealer under her eyes with her French manicured fingers before hurriedly grabbing at a beauty blender.

switching to sit up in his bed, he rubbed at his eyes. the movement caught the corner of her eye before she looked up and waved at him with a small smile.

the breath was caught in his lungs as he realized it was for him. with a short wave back from him, she turned back to setting her face.

that one interaction made his morning better.

there was a stupid smile on his face all day long.

โ€œthe fuck got you so happy?โ€ Rue asked him in chemistry. she was hogging his notes and quickly copied them while Elliot daydreamed about his morning.

Jules laughed at her girlfriends nosiness before rolling her eyes at the obvious.

โ€œlover boy probably saw his lover girl.โ€ she giggled at his face change. she knew she was right then.

Rue noticed and laughed too. she closed his notebook before shoving his sweater clad shoulder.

not to long after you had moved in they both had noticed him always sitting at his window. he went from simply smoking out of it to staring intently out of it no matter what he was doing.

it was interesting to say the least.

one day Jules and Rue had enough of wondering what Elliot was staring at while they were trying to smoke the blunt he had tightly gripped between his fingers.

Rue marched towards him and quickly looked in the direction he was. โ€œlet me see what youโ€™re staring- oh my damn.โ€ Rue said with her mouth wide open from her place by Elliotโ€™s shoulder. Elliotโ€™s neighbor was doing yoga in front of her window. lights low, sunlight coming in making her skin glow, and candles burning as she stretched.

she was beautiful. hair out of her face, glowing skin, alluring eyes, and wearing a cute two piece athletic set while a YouTube playlist softly played from her tv.

โ€œi wanna sโ€ฆโ€ Jules trailed off as she assessed the scene. you were absolutely breath taking to her. โ€œi wanna be that mat.โ€

โ€œiโ€™d be at this window everyday too champ.โ€ Rue said patting at Elliotโ€™s shoulder before laughing and taking the blunt from his hand, still eyeing you through the smoke.

she couldnโ€™t believe Elliot had lucked out like this.

โ€œdamnโ€ฆdid she drop her towel in front of you?โ€ she teased at him, his head quickly shaking as he was snapped out of his day dream once again. the girls bursted into a fit of giggles right before the bell rang, Elliot quickly getting out of his seat and hurriedly leaving after gathering his things.

โ€œawwwww! Ellie come back!โ€ the girls hollered behind him causing unnecessary attention. he could see Nate glance at him from the corner of his eye as he rushed away from the girls, side stepping BB on his way.

at that time he passed you in the hallway. platform sandals, shiny legs, perfect makeup, matching French tips on your toe nails and finger nails that were digging into the bottom of your locker.

it didnโ€™t help you were wearing some reworked Ed Hardy piece you had turned into a dress with a heart shaped sucker clutched between your lips he just knew you got from the library.

you bent up with your blue and pink juicy bag now in your grasp and caught his eye. your tired eyes meeting his enticing ones.

โ€œhi Elliot!โ€ you beamed at him over the sucker in your mouth. he stumbled over his shoes at your action and your eyes holding 16 mm lashes widened.

reaching a perfectly manicured hand out you gripped his arm to steady him.

โ€œh-hey.โ€ he whispered at your close proximity.

โ€œhi.โ€ you giggled up at him. he could smell the strawberry and mint on your breath and the sweet perfume or lotion you used this morning.

you two shyly smiled at each other before another call of his name, just louder this time, interrupted you two.

โ€œEllie!โ€ Jules squealed before yanking at the strings in his backpack causing him to sway.

you laughed at the girl before letting your hand release Elliotโ€™s arm. he felt the warmth leave his body immediately.

โ€œhi Jules, Rue.โ€ you said with a small smile, looking up at the two taller girls.

Rue shyly nodded as acknowledgment while Jules let out an excited โ€œHi! i love those shoes!โ€

you told her where you got them before turning your attention back to Elliot. a teasing looking on your perfectly done face.

โ€œbyeโ€ฆEllie.โ€ you smirked before walking away to class. Elliotโ€™s eyes never leaving your switching hips and legs.

โ€œfuck.โ€ he mumbled under his breath and discreetly covering the growing tent in his pants.

โ€œshe is hot.โ€ Rue shrugged from beside him.

โ€œagreed.โ€ said Jules.

A Boy Brushed Red Living In Black And White

โ€œis weed likeโ€ฆis it really that good?โ€ he didnโ€™t expect those words to leave your lips or for you to be interested. he didnโ€™t really expect to hear you at all as his low red eyes drawled over to you.

his slow beating heart seemingly sped up at your voice.

a freshly washed face with curious eyes were staring right through him as you climbed to sit on the edge of your window just like him. your moisturized lips were bit in thought and as if you two were in a room together, you had leaned in to give him undivided attention.

the action caused your chest to be more apparent, to him he just thought it was a coincidence, but you knew you had done it on purpose.

had you leant any further he wouldโ€™ve jumped down to save you, no hesitations.

โ€œyou smell that shit?โ€ he laughed staring back at you.

you nodded, your own smile hidden by your bitten bottom lip.

โ€œyeah i do.โ€ you giggled. โ€œi told my mom thereโ€™s probably baby skunks around here.โ€ you said causing you two to erupt in laughter.

once you both calmed down Elliot took another hit and could faintly hear a womanโ€™s voice calling your name.

you swung your head around to your closed door before looking back out at him. with a sheepish look on your face you gave a small grimace.

โ€œwe should smoke some time?โ€ you said loud enough for him to hear you before tugging your sock clad feet back into your room with the rest of your body.

he watched you peek your head out, bending down with a small wave you smiled before closing your curtains and locking your window. your frame completely gone from his view.

as he laid in bed he couldnโ€™t help but think of a few things.

how good you looked without trying, how when you waved goodbye he could clearly tell you were wearing no bra in your satin night gown, and more importantly, how you wanted to smoke with him.

now his dick was hard.

you in his room? with that nightgown and those pretty eyes? alone with himโ€ฆjust him.

sliding his hand down his bare chest, his hand hovered above the waist band of his pajama pants. sighing as his hand connected with the bulge beneath the fabric.

โ€œshit.โ€ he said rubbing his hand over the sensitive skin. bucking his hips up, he pulled his sweats and underwear above his knees and his shirt under his chin.

โ€œfeels so fucking good.โ€ he slurred his words as he started pumping himself to the thought of you.

he found himself in this position more than usual lately.

โ€œfuck baby.โ€ he mumbled taking in deep breaths and speeding up his pace. he just wanted to feel the real thing.

it wasnโ€™t long before he busted in his hand with a low groan, quickly cleaning himself up and readjusting afterwards.

โ€œooooโ€ฆhad about enoughโ€ฆheโ€™s mine, heโ€™s mine heโ€™s mineee.โ€ he could faintly hear The Boy Is Mine playing from your speaker before his eyes fell heavy.

โ€œyeah iโ€™m yours.โ€ he breathlessly chuckled before closing his eyes.

your singing lulling him to another realm.

โ€œthe boy is mine.โ€ you mumbled the final line biting at your nail and trailing your eyes to your closed curtains.

โ€œGO TO BED Y/N!โ€ your mom hollered from downstairs.

โ€œI AM!โ€ you hollered back before flicking your lamp off and placing your head on your pillow.

you wondered if Elliot would like your matching set tomorrow or would he like you in that bodycon dress you got with Maddy and Kat last weekend.

you just wondered what did he like.

you knew he liked drugs. you definitely knew he liked music considering he was always singing or blasting 90โ€™s and early 2000โ€™s alternative music.

but what else?

did he at least like you like youโ€™d liked him for these last couple of months?

โ€œgoodnight Ellie.โ€ you softly mumbled into the darkness before going to bed.

youโ€™d soon have to find out.

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2 years ago

Iโ€™ve literally read every Elliot fanfic on this platform and Iโ€™m desperate for more, reading all these really made me down bad for this man

Ive Literally Read Every Elliot Fanfic On This Platform And Im Desperate For More, Reading All These

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2 years ago

having to scroll past every euphoria spoiler I glance at on every platform because Iโ€™m not caught up and the new episode came out

Having To Scroll Past Every Euphoria Spoiler I Glance At On Every Platform Because Im Not Caught Up And

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