Yelena groans as she pushes herself in a sitting position.“ Well good morning sleeping beauty”. Natasha’s voice added to yelena’s pounding headache.
“Shut up longbottom”. Natasha can’t help laughing ag the way her sister’s words are articulated with the cotton in her mouth. Yelena ignored the redhead and looked around the room in search of something which caused her sister to smile fondly.
“Your girlfriend stepped out for a minute”. Yelena glared at her sister which just looked like and angry bunny with her mouth stuff with cotton. “She’s not my girlfriend”. The blonde mumbled angrily.
“That’s not what you told us”. Yelena’s eyes widen at that and she stared at the red head hoping she would continue but the red head just sat back in her chair with her arms folded and a smirk on her face. “Please tell me what I said”.
“Well You basically forced y/n into a relationship and had some very colorful questions about visions genitals”. Yelena groans and buries herself completely in the blanket that was draped over her torso.
“Hey nat, how’s our patient?”. The young dentist asked as she came in the automatic sliding doors. The sound of y/n’s voice alone cause yelena to remain as still as possible under her hiding place while holding her breath.
“Why don’t you ask her. She’s awake. ” The oldest says while using her foot to kick the hiding girl slightly. “I am not here y/n y/l/n”.
You chuckled lightly before moving the blanket away from Yelena’s face. “Now, is that any way to treat your girlfriend?”. At that, yelena just groaned before covering her face again.
“Alright, I was just pulling your leg. Come back to the light little lamb.” You chuckle again before lifting the blanket once again to she yelena’s pouty face that made you internally awe.
“How about we change your cotton then you can go”. Yelena reluctantly sat up and allowed you to rinse and change the cotton in her bloody mouth.
“There you go free to go”. Yelena face forms into her famous pout before moving on the edge of the bed to leave. “Oh before you leave belova..”
Natasha raised an eyebrow sensing the tension in the room decided to wait for her sister in the hallway. “So are you really not gonna take your girlfriend on a date”. You asked with an eyebrow with raised.
Yelena choked on her saliva before fumbling over her muffled words. You shake your head before walking and standing directly in front of the flustered girl.
“How about I pick you up tomorrow?” you asked with a raised eyebrow. Yelena makes a squeak that resembles a small mouse before nodding her head so fast that you thought it would fall off.
You smirk before kissing her cheek and walking off. “See you tomorrow, belova, dress comfortably.”
Natasha comes back into the room to see her sister stand frozen when a love sick smile on her face.
listen idk what demon possessed me but I had to write about a threeway relationship with ellabs in a college AU. Its just random scenes of what it would be like and theres filth so MDI
CW: voyerism I think, jealousy and abby and ellie being unhinged over reader [ like srsl ] , established relationship, mentions of alcohol & dealer ellie. not proof read, will never be. Say a prayer and go ahead and read idk
“In a moment you’re getting the shivers
‘Cause I know the way you feel
My body gives you chills”
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In college, rumors went around fast. Everyone knew that Cindy from chem had relapsed for the third time that year, that Alexander had hooked up with every exchange student, that Abby was probably that richest kid in the entire campus and that Ellie was the hottest lesbian dealer that lived in dormitory B5.
That along with the fact that Abby, Ellie and you were roommates. Manny and Dina had, on different occasions tried to get a hold of you and fill you in on how hot the gossip on the three of you were but it just failed to entertain you enough to listen.
You didn’t give a fuck actually. You were so blissfully content with your reality that you weren’t interested in knowing what everyone else’s half assed version sounded like. Your girlfriends though were different. Abby and Ellie had the inseparable dynamic of oil and water. They just did not get along but they did find common sense when it came to you and they had to know what was going on. Blind and deep in love they forgot how they themselves were a prize and considered most people who approached you a threat.
Abby vaguely remembered a rumor when you three first started going out after Jesse’s birthday. Ellie was the supplier that night and the girl that came by your dorm to pick up the stuff caught you two making out in the hallway. Ellie was a bit more flustered to be caught like that while you just rolled your eyes as if she was the problem invading your public space and walked inside your room, though back then, the girl assumed you were staying over at Ellie’s place. In the span of a week,the whole art department knew that Ellie allegedly had a girlfriend. That was until someone interrupted the conversation
“Wait, is Ellie’s girl the one in sculpture ?You know she has a lot of tattoos and talks with Nora a lot?”
“Yeah her!”
“Well than she has to be cheating on her cause I saw her In Anderson’s car the other night and they were like,going at it”
So other than “that girl with tattoos in sculpture major” you were also “The one two timing Ellie and Abby”
Abby didn’t know how much of a hot topic she was. She knew people talked but not about her. She was cooking and ellie was smoking weed on the kitchen counter keeping her company when you barged in your dorm room.
“You have to hear this” You said excitedly and tossed your bag on the couch and your shoes all over the hallway which Abby being a clean freak knew would have to organize by herself later that evening. You run up to them in the kitchen and Ellie out of habit spread her legs to let you in her space for a kiss. Which you didn’t really give but instead you took her blunt and took one long good puff.
“So I was talking with my friends and apparently there’s this rumor going around that I am cheating on Ellie williams with Abby anderson”
Abby stilled her hand while working with the pan and the stir fry food and she turned to look at Ellie the same moment that she did. They came to a silent agreement to solve this issue which you found quite embarrassing to think over in the first place. You couldn’t take problems like these seriously and hell, who doesn’t have people talking shit behind their back ?
“Oh c'mon don’t tell me you are mad” You whined and abby turned around to cup your cheek,gently caressing you
“Doesn’t it bother you? That they are doing this?”
“It would but thats so much effort and like…oh my fucking god who caresssss” You drew out and left to go rest on the couch.
“Can’t you two just… make out the next time you are on campus or something ? That will solve things or whatever”
And they did. Not because you told them to, but at some point abby had to help Ellie’s scrawny ass carry some fresh wood planks to her working space in class to build a new canvas and before they parted ways she did kiss her on the lips, hard and long and then she left to attend her own lectures. The rumors didn’t die but people had a rough idea of what was going on now.
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Abby loved eating you out continuously and tirelessly. She would come to a pussydrunk state where she would lazily lap up at your pussy like she was starving and despite wanting to take the reins and be more commanding,her skill rendered you weak and helpless and a moaning mess, and when you were voiceless from the pleasure your soft sighs did the job for her. And that’s when usually Ellie would come strapped up and take you right after Abby was finished devouring your puffy cunt.
Abby unbuckled her belt with a heavy clank once the metal clasp snapped open that signified it was your turn to please which had you licking your lips eager to taste her. Ellie pushed you on all fours and slapped your thighs as indication to spread them apart and got into position behind you admiring your ass for a good few seconds while Abby sat in front of you, legs spread and a cigarette in hand taunting you to go ahead.
You usually took your time,biting her freckled thighs and leaving a path of bruising bitemarks which had her groan in fake protest most of the time. You pressed your palms flat against her legs and moved your head closer to her cunt,your nose buried in the trimmed blonde hair as you licked a flat thick stripe that had Abby flinch in pleasure. Ellie took her moment to slowly slide in her new thick strap toy in you
“Abby prepared you so well for my cock, fuck look at it just sliding in”
Abby was loud, Ellie was vocal, and you loved the combination of the two in bed.
Abby would hold your hair up,a string of praises falling from her lips and ellie would lean in leaving kisses on your back as she thrusted her hips in a pace that fastened every minute enjoying how well you took her every time.
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You rarely left the apartment alone since your schedules matched with one of your girlfriends. However on the sparse occasion that you did, you always found yourself in trouble.
You stepped out of the room and were busy locking the door when you heard a girl behind you scoff. You turned to look at the unpleasant figure who hoarded the space and you smirked
“Can I help you?”
“Yeah how about you keep it down at night?”
She snapped, aiming to shame you. She wasn’t wrong. Last night was something else. When you and Abby dominated Ellie at the same time it usually ended up in the rest of the dormitory having a poor night. It was a bit homophobic in your opinion to only target you when there was Manny, one floor above you being just as rowdy with his girlfriend.
You smiled and leaned against the wall effectively walking into her personal space. She froze on the spot and looked up at you. You weren’t tall but you were tall enough to use it to your advantage at times like these
“Aren’t you the girl who tried to get into Ellies pants on Jesse’s birthday?”
She frowned and quirked her mouth in disgust
“You are so delusional”
You looked into her eyes,down to her lips and then slowly fixed a crooked fold on her shoulder pads from her shirt
“Am I though? You pathetic cunt, if you came for a fight at least follow through” She tensed,lost and unsure on how to handle this situation when Abby walked out of the door and yanked you away from the girl like a wet cat, holding your arm in a way that it made it look like she only tried to get a hold of your backpack to slide it on her own shoulders. To you, it was a warning, to the stranger it seemed like a gesture of affection.
“Wait for me in my car. I’ll drive you” she said and passed you her keys. You left, unbothered and entertained enough for the rest of the day. Abby however glared at the girl and stalked over, towering over her like a hawk in a much more aggressive manner than you did and she seemed to shrink in on herself
“If you talk to her again I’ll make sure you end up on the streets. If you insult her, you might even have to retake the exams for a different college” she barked and left.
You were in Abby’s car and had turned the heater on and were already looking at what song to put on from the speakers. She sat on the driver’s seat and grabbed your phone
“Hey!”
“What the fuck was that” she growled and you rolled your eyes and leaned your head against the window
“I don’t get why you take everything so personally” You whispered and she carefully put a hand on your shoulder to get your attention. You turned your head and she pulled you in for a kiss, her hand on the nape of your neck. She lingered there to keep you close and rubbed her thumb in a straight line against your spine,the soft gesture contradicting her stern tone
“You need to learn to apologize. That attitude was completely unprovoked”
“Didn’t you hear what she said?”
“I did and I expected you to handle it better than that”
You looked at each other and eventually you agreed and let out a small and curt sorry to show remorse which she half accepted as a first step to changing your actions. Abby, no matter how in the wrong you were, would always have your back in public and would only scold you when she knew you had privacy and were alone and that was something you loved about her.
You smiled and wrapped your arms around her neck and went to kiss her before moving down to her neck to leave new bitemarks near Ellie’s
“You are insatiable”
“You are hot when you are mad at me babygirl “ You teased and watched as Abby’s cheeks took a new shade of pink.
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Abby and Ellie weren’t exactly opposite forces but they did not blend either, So when you had walked in on them making out on the couch with Abby on top of Ellie you had to take a photo silently stalking in from the corridor. You loved watching them please each other. There weren’t many times that you caught them in the midst of it but when you did you did everything within your power to stay silent and just enjoy the view. That was until your phone betrayed you with the shallow “click” that hinted at a photo being taken.
Abby pulled away first,lips a new hue of red trying to steady herself on the armrest while ellie took a moment to fix her tousled short hair.She looked at you and you never thought doe eyes could look so menacing and mischievous .
“Enjoying the show?”
You walked in and stood in front of the couch, arms crossed as you leaned against the wall
“Absolutely. Go on”
Ellie pulled abby back in for another kiss clearly to horny to entertain this conversation and sucked on her lower lip in need. She followed Ellie’s lead and pushed her lower on the cushions of the sofa moaning into the kiss. Ellie was a good kisser and she knew it, and just imagining how good abby felt had you sitting on the sofa across the couch and spreading your legs to make yourself comfortable knowing you would soon have to slide your hand in your pants to release the building tension in your stomach.
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Ellie and Abby got along as roommates but not as people. Ellie kept to herself and in their shared space which was the living room she only had a tray with her smoking gear and a bag of weed but otherwise she didn’t cram the space with any other items. Abby liked plants and Ellie found them to be a decent choice for decor and that was that. Dormitory B5 was known for having nicer and more spacious rooms. Abby was rich and Ellie’s side hustle made her comfortable enough. In the first two years of them living together they talked occasionally and they knew each other’s friend group. They did bond once over their shitty ex’s and Abby appreciated Ellie’s seriousness when she came out to her confused and convinced that she was perhaps a lesbian. That was it though. In the second semester of their second year however you moved in. Abby told Ellie that if they didn’t like their new roommate she could easily pull a few strings to have you out but that was thrown out of the window once they saw you.
You took up all of their space, You had pottery items in Abby’s room when you wanted to show her something and eventually forget them there, and you had left your makeup on Ellies desk because you often sat there since, in your words “The sun coming from your window is so much better than mine”
The living room now was full of posters and you insisted on having to spend time together at least on Saturdays. You were comfortable and your comfort made them relax as well. Ellie of course knew what it was. She wanted you and she was head over heels for you and all of that was sealed when she came to your apartment after a shitty 3 hour art history lecture to find you making dinner for everyone. You also had a gift for her
“Remember how you told me about that comic ? So funny story, my friend actually was getting rid of his collection since he is moving out and I asked him to give them to me so here you go”
Ellie actually cried that night, moved by your gesture and when she saw you now all she heard in her mind was “wife wife wife”
But Ellie wasn’t the only one. Abby had magically shifted her entire schedule in a way that whenever you had a free day she had one as well and she would be in the apartment with you.
Abby had never felt lust like this before. If she couldn’t own the wind she wanted to at least tame it and dance with it for a while.
The two of them talked and somehow came to a mutual understanding that if you were to choose either of them they would be peaceful about it. Another silent agreement that they took however was to make sure you would end up with either of them and not someone else.
The first time it happened, all three of you were drunk out of your minds blasting music from the speakers and played a raunchy card game that Abby didn’t even remember if it existed in the first place. One thing led to another and suddenly you found yourself in your underwear only, fondling Ellies chest while nibbling on her neck and Abby pressed against your back, her hand under your panties fingering you while whispering sweet nothings in your ear.
Just like you moving in and settling into their lives, a relationship between the three of you occurred just as naturally since you felt like the missing link that they needed to connect.
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Ellie was unhinged and she was aware of it and it was one of the things that she didn’t care to fix. not when Abby was a jock who flaunted her wealth and threatened with it and certainly not when she saw how aroused you were every time she brought her butterfly knife in the bedroom.
However she also knew that sometimes she took it too far.
She once overheard a guy in your major fawn over you in the most grotesque way, salivating over the fact that you wore a dress that accentuated your ass in all the right ways, and the low v front cut of the top showed your sternum tattoos in a “provocative way”
Ellie was no better than a man because she had noticed all those things herself which was why she ate you out in the elevator that morning and caused the entire building to believe that it was out of service for 36 minutes. However when Ellie thought of that it was different. So she leaned against the door and played with her knife, carrying them around campus under the excuse that she needed them to sharpen her coals for her artworks, even though she carried them for very different situations that she wasn’t shamed to admit that she made use of. She didn’t say anything but when they noticed her staring they did turn around to face her the same time that you were ready to leave. You walked up to her oblivious to the tension around her and went in for a small greeting peck that she turned into a french kiss with her hands on your ass pulling you closer. She lifted one hand to cradle your head and looked at the guy across the hall challenging him to continue his fruitless attempts to hit on you to which he just frowned and looked away confused and in disgust.
That night, when you were blissfully asleep on Abby’s chest she mentioned what happened to her in a tone that indicated that she planned on handling it herself. Ellie knew though, that if word of a situation like that reached Abby’s ears the guys would probably either end up kicked out of campus at best, hospitalised at worst.
Okay like— yeah people who can squirt hard is hella hot. But what about the gentle squirters? The ones who barely squirt anything out but you made them feel so fucking good, they managed to gently squirt for you..
Now. What about Abby helping her girlfriend— who thought she couldn’t squirt at all, but Abby managed to get her too, just a gentle squirt…
holy shit, this has me fucked up…more then it should
Warning(s): reader is mentioned to having thick thighs and a belly pooch(Sorry, I can’t help myself)lesbian sex, oral sex, squirting, praising, curse words, strap on mentioned, humping, fluff at the end, very slight eating/sharing cum, very slight chocking, dom/sub dynamics (think that’s it?)
I got random horny inspiration to write this last night while high at like 9pm and I proof read this so much…so please avert your eyes to any mistakes that may have lingered…now I’m gonna go back to hiding, love y’all!
summary: yelena has been dating people who only wanted her for her money but you come along and show her that she’s more important than all the money in the world
Asking Yelena on a date was the best thing you ever did. You had alcohol to give thanks to, and of course, your friend Kate for making you go to the party in the first place.
The night you first saw Yelena was on New Year’s Eve, at the top of a rooftop of the building that she owned. Your friend Kate asked you to accompany her to a new year’s party at a friend of hers. You were a bit unsure but you didn’t have much choice. Turns out that night you would meet the love of your life.
She was so stunning, you couldn’t take your eyes off of her. At the time you didn’t realise she was the host of the party and that it was her building, as she spent most of her time away from people. The black dress she was wearing looked so beautiful on her, it made your legs shake, and when she noticed you staring you blushed crimson red.
hello ^^ have you seen 2yoo's cover of "mood"? I'm currently crushing on boyfriend!yoohyeon bc those fits get me every time >< if I may, could I request a yoohyeon scenario where fem!reader just got off a toxic relationship, and yooh treats her the way she actually deserves? yooh and reader are best friends but yooh has been in love with reader ever since. kinda inspired by the song but changed it up a bit hihi lots of fluff maybe? thank you!
hello I was that anon who requested for the bf!yoohyeon scenario. I just realized how my choice of words (ehem boyfriend ehem) could’ve been offensive or off-putting to you or anyone, so I apologize for that. I didn’t know how to describe it better, but I hope what I meant was understandable ? Perhaps, I was meaning dom gf yoohyeon or something. I’m really sorry if I caused any misunderstanding. Thanks for your time and I hope you have a great day!
Mood
(Don’t worry anon, I get it, I think. I hope I got this right 💜 I have seen the cover and it got stuck in my head for a good while. Hope you enjoy this!
Edit: I wanted to make it angsty but then I saw the last part of the request so I guess I’ll let you off with just fluff…)
Warnings: Toxic past relationship, accusations of cheating
summary; you’re new on campus and ellie notices you. despite your shyness and struggles of being anti social, you can’t help but fall in love with her.
warnings and tags; modern!au, college!au, dealer!ellie, reader is shy, anxiety, depression, fluff, angst, eventual smut, touch starvation, ellie has a dick in this, reader is also pretty innocent, might make a kink out of it, drug abuse, obsessiveness, love at first sight kinda thing
author’s note;i folded. im finally writing for my lovely ellie and feel like this is the worst thing i have ever written lmao. i was going to write all of this in like a very long one chapter thing but i literally can’t so here’s what u get. not even sure if i wanna continue this but if u guys like it i might. thanks for reading, pls tell me what u think of it <3
You’re new to this place, new to this city, new to these people. You never expected to get away from your past, awful life and you’re still not sure if you have. Because you look around and observe the people at campus, see everyone with their friend groups or romantic partners and feel so utterly alone. You always have been, always too shy to talk to someone and too awkward to hold a conversation… or a friendship. Not that anyone ever thought you were worth being friends with.
It’s always been suffocating, this loneliness, this darkness that overtakes your mind when it’s quiet and you’re alone. You get that feeling when you sit under a tree in the park on campus and watch and observe the people around you. It’s not like you’re being ignored, you would have to be acknowledged first to be ignored. But people walking past you and not giving a single fuck about your existence is somewhat hurtful. One guy even stepped on your book earlier and didn’t even apologize to you. It was closed, thankfully, but it made you keep your things closer to you, making your little bubble smaller than it already is. You take a deep breath and look away from the crowded park and back down on your notes, distracting yourself from your self deprecating thoughts.
The moment that you look down, she looks up. Ellie’s gaze only wanders over you for a split second and she was going to let her gaze go over the park and the many people that she knows and sells to. But her brain works a second later than her eyes do so she looks back to the lone figure sitting under the tree, hair spilling down as your eyes sharply go over the notebook in your hands. Ellie is mesmerized for some reason, unable to look away from you and your pretty face and your legs enveloped in bright blue jeans and your fingers tracing the words on your book and your breasts pushing up as you breath-
“Earth to Ellie? Hello? You having a stroke or something?” Her eyes break away forcefully from you to look at her friend, Dina, who is looking at her with a questioning but amused glint in her eyes. Her mouth is working faster than her brain so the question doesn’t fully register until she says it.
“Do you know who that is? The girl under the tree? Never seen her before.” Dina’s eyebrows raise at the question and she turns around to look at where Ellie’s eyes have strayed to once more. She watches you take out your pen from your bag and scribble something down on your notebook, your lips puckering as you’re writing. It’s as if you don’t realize how pretty your lips look like this, how Ellie has to restrain her mind from thinking of something totally inappropriate. She doesn’t even know you, not even your name but the way you sit there all alone and almost helplessly lonely makes something in her stir. You shouldn’t be alone when she knows how many disgusting boys are at this college, even if it’s at a park with so many people out on a sunny day.
“Yeah, she’s new, moved into the empty room at the end of our hall. Pretty sure she’s next to your room.” Dina has turned her head back around and can’t hide the little smirk that forms on her face when she sees Ellie staring. She takes another second to let her eyes linger on you, on how gorgeous you look when the sun shines down on you before she stands up. She walks towards you with confidence and determination, not even entirely sure why. You just look so pretty to her, the way you sit there and study whilst everyone else is doing anything but studying. Something in her gut and in her chest stirs when she sees you sitting alone and looking seemingly sad. She doesn’t think that anyone else notices but she sees that you look a little helpless, like a lost puppy not knowing where to go.
For some reason, she wants you to go to her.
You don’t realize that someone stands in front of you until a shadow is cast over you and your book, making it difficult to see your notes. When you look up, you see a tall girl in a crew neck shirt and an unbuttoned denim work shirt over it. She’s wearing faded blue jeans and blue converse, her brown, shoulder length hair partially tied to keep it out of her face. Her eyes are pale green and piercing as she looks down on you, the gaze in her eyes so intense but looking at you with all the ease in the world. Your heart races at this, so unused to someone looking at you or approaching you. You grip your book tightly to keep yourself from getting up and running away and hope she says something before you have to.
“Hi. Mind if I sit next to you?” Her voice sounds clear as she speaks, no hesitation or doubt in the way she speaks and even stands in front of you. You’re taken aback by her question and desperately suppress the urge to ask why she wants to be next to you. You don’t know her, only remember that she lives in the room next to yours and that there’s always people coming and going out of her room. You’ve seen her recieve money at her door sometimes in exchange for… god knows what she is giving other people, you wouldn’t know. You nod slowly and try not to look overly confused at her as she sits down right next to you, the body heat she radiates so close to you that it almost throws you off. You don’t know the last time someone sat this close to you and don’t want to think further about the feeling you often feel when you watch other people hug or kiss each other or hold hands. Touch starving, that’s what the internet called it when you googled it. You know that it’s true because you do not remember the last time you hugged someone or felt physical touch in any form. You feel so embarrassed when you accidentally brush against someone in the hallways because most of the time, your body craves more of that touch.
You are unsure of what to do now with someone sitting next to you, your breath held in carefully as if the world would shatter if you breathed out. Why is she sitting next to you? Did you do something wrong? You stare down at the book in your lap but can’t really think when there’s someone, a very pretty girl actually, sitting right next to you. There’s a slight breeze that hits you from the side and it carries the girl’s scent with it, earthy and lemony from something that you can’t place. You like the smell, it suits her. You turn your head slightly and see that she’s been looking at you this entire time, the gaze in her eyes studying you and a small smile formed on her lips. God, she’s so gorgeous, it truly takes your breath away. She proceeds to hold a hand out to you and you look down to it before looking back up.
“I’m Ellie.” She says and and you smile slightly at how sweet she seems, introducing herself to a complete stranger. You briefly wonder how lonely you must have looked for Ellie to approach you and try not to think about it for too long. You tell her your name, your voice a little too shaky and too unsure, as if you just came up with your own name. You put your hand into hers and dig your finger into your palm on your other hand because this much body contact is not something you are used to. Your hand is smaller than hers and it looks tiny in her bigger, warmer hand. You almost don’t want to let go because her warmth and touch make something stir in your gut, something comforting and wholesome that you don’t know if you’ve ever felt before. It takes a lot of willpower for you to break your hand away from hers, willing to let it stay in hers for as long as she would let you but you shouldn’t scare her off right away.
“So, you’re pretty new here. What’s your major?” Ellie is captivated by the girl in front of her. You are even prettier up close and Ellie has a hard time not looking at your lips constantly or your tiny hand that fits into hers twice over. You look confused and helpless, even if you try to hide it and it makes Ellie’s heart hurt a little. Why do you seem so scared of even talking to anyone? And why is Ellie so interested in you? She doesn’t know why she even came over here but the moment she saw you, every nerve in her brain only had one goal: to talk to you. You look at her with an unreadable look in our eyes and nervously brush your hair behind your ear.
“Uhm, M-marine Biology.” You feel heat rise to your cheeks at your stutter and hope she doesn’t notice it. She seems perceptive enough that she probably does but also tactful enough to not comment on it. Her eyebrows raise a little at your answer and you hope she doesn’t think it’s lame. You don’t know why you don’t want her to think you’re lame.
“Marine biology… That’s pretty cool.” Your heart does a little flip at the way she draws her words out and you can hear a slight accent in her voice. It sounds southern but it’s not that noticeable. “So, you like fish?”
The question is so silly that it takes you aback and you do something that you never do in front of other people; you giggle. You hope it doesn’t sound stupid to her because it certainly does to you and you quickly bite your lip to stop yourself. You look at her again and now have a small smile on your lips that seems to make her smile in return. She’s so incredibly attractive, the way she sits with her knees drawn up and her hair tied back and her eyes looking at you in a certain way that you can’t describe.
“Yeah, I guess I do. What’s your major?” You mentally give yourself a pat on the back for your progress on socializing but talking to someone like this is still unknown territory for you. You’re still incredibly nervous next to her and hope you don’t say something stupid.
“Fine arts. Was always interested in it, I draw a lot and I guess I’m pretty good at it… or something.” The way Ellie bashfully scratches the back of her head and blushes at the last part makes your chest feel warm, for whatever reason. She seems like an artistic kind of person, the tattoos on her arms catching your attention and wondering if she drew them herself. She must be talented, you think to yourself. How couldn’t she be with hands like hers.
You are distracted by the sound of her name being called and look towards a girl with dark hair and sharp, memorable features. She’s pretty, very pretty and looks at Ellie impatiently. You wonder if that’s her girlfriend, certain of Ellie being gay with the way she carries herself and… sits. And wears converse. Your heart hurts at that thought and you feel incredibly stupid for it. Ellie sighs next to you and gets up, looking back down at you with an apologetic smile.
“I’m sorry, I promised my friend Dina to drive her downtown. But… Maybe you would like to see my drawings? Or just, hang out. We’re neighbors after all.” You can’t pretend that hearing her call the girl her friend doesn’t make you relieved and the small smile is on your face again as you feel better at the revelation. You don’t know if you should let news like this affect you the way they do but how could you not cling onto every detail when someone talks to you like a friend… for maybe the first time since you were a child. You nod as you stare and memorize her face, her pretty freckles captivating you.
“Yeah, I would like that.” Your voice is soft as you speak and you play with your fingers to distract yourself, swallowing as you see the way she stares down at you. Her hand reaches towards you and gently, so softly, she brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. Her finger brushes over your cheek so delicately that your stomach twists at the touch and you genuinely don’t know how to keep yourself sane. Your lashes flutter softly at her touch but your eyes remain locked on hers, desperate to hear her say something else or let her touch your however she wants to.
“I’ll see you then.” Ellie pulls her finger away gently and turns around, walking towards her friend. You watch as Ellie moves further and further away from your point of view until she is not even visible but you have barely come back to your senses by then. You exhale the breath you held in and softly close your eyes, touching the cheek that she had touched so softly. The moment keeps replaying in your mind, her intense gaze not faltering for once as she looks down at you like she can do whatever she wants, like… like she owns you.
You’re embarrassed by how much you like that thought. All your life, you have been alone, your family estranged and abusive, no friends to keep you sane, your mentality and shyness not allowing you to make friends. And here comes this girl, this gorgeous, pretty, intimidating girl that just sits next to you and touches you like she’s never done anything different. She seems like the kind of person that makes you feel safe, that protects you and takes care of you. The kind of person that you belong to.
She’s a stranger. You barely know her and yet, you can’t help your thoughts. You want to belong to her.
Can I request something? You see, my friends tell me that I tend to flirt without even noticing. And I've noticed I indeed do that. I look people in the eyes and then look at their lips, I lick my own lips while doing that. I also tend to say softs "hmmm" "uhuum" to show them I'm paying attention. But I don't do that with that intention, because when I WANT to flirt, I'm a mess. Can you do Ellie or Abby (you choose) having a crush/dating someone who does that?
i feel like you two met your first year of highschool. you were kinda kept to yourself a lot before Vi came and talked to you. after you two started hanging out you both became inseparable
everyone honestly didn’t get why you two were friends, she was a fighter and got into fights a lot and you always helped her after fights.
after awhile you both started dating and everyone was talking about it. everyone was always whispering to each other in the halls as you walked down the middle. Vi loved it and you tried to hard to stay hidden
you two made a bunch of friends. your friends were friends with Vi’s friends and vise versa.
definitely the group that everyone tries to avoid because of Vi
you sit on her lap at the tables outside before, during lunch and after school.
when Vi got suspended you went to hee house every day to help her with homework
you, vi and your group of friends have your own table in the cafeteria you sit at everyday. one new kid made the mistake of sitting there once and now he’s your best friend
when Jinx went to your Highschool she was an automatic member of your friend group
every weekend you, Vi, jinx and a few other friends do activities (youre banned from three bowling rings and two movie theatre’s)
one weekend you and Vi went to an arcade and spend quality time together
during your senior year is when you started throwing parties and shit. parties were usually at your house whenever you parents weren’t home for the weekend. lemme just say stuff went down a few times at your parties (especially with you and vi)
vi is the type to say “where is my hug at, cupcake” in the middle of the hallway. you can’t prove me wrong
always has two jackets just incase you want one
also is the type to text you and talk shit about her teacher while in that teachers class
her locker has pictures of you two together. she even has your bracelet she may or may have not stolen from your room while you two were hanging out in there too
you two broke up once’s after an argument and it was kinda awkward for like a week because you were still hanging out with your friends and Jinx. Jinx got you to back together again
Vi definitely told herself she would marry you after highschool.
the only time you both actually argued badly was that time i just said where you broke up for a week. normally your arguments are over stupid fixable things and they last like a few hours at most. you two were labelled the perfect couple in school because of that. everyone wanted a relationship like yours
you didn’t show up to school for a week once and Vi had separation anxiety and didn’t go to school until you came back. everyone had a rumor that you both were arrested and just for amusement you never confirmed or denied it for a week or two
dude, Vi got tattoos and piercings during christmas break and EVERYONE FREAKED THE FUCK OUT NGL.
it was monday morning after christmas break ended. you and Vi drove to school with Jinx and two other friends. you were the one driving while Vi was in the passenger seat. Vi had three healing piercings and her tattoos were pretty much almost healed
“dude, everyone ur gonna freak out over your tattoos Vi!” Jinx said, leaning up. Ekko quickly pulled her back to sit down. jinx punched him and sat back
“that’s the point — i want them to”
you car had a pretty big Sun roof that Vi and jinx liked to climb out of whenever you drove together so you started opening it for the two. once Vi saw it was close to the school she climbed out of it with just half her body out the car and she greeted the rest of your friends that were getting off the bus. you parked the car at the senior parking spot and watched as jinx did the same thing
“guess who got tattoos motherfuckers!! this bitch right here!”
“you’re fucking joking!” one friend said, Vi jumped out the car and Jinx stood on the top
“she was crying during her piercings though! ‘y/n baby hold my hand!’” Jinx mocked. you, Ekko and Mylo all got out the car after you closed the roof
“the guy scared me asshole!”
“you were totally crying”
“get down before the principal suspends you again” ekko said, holding his arms out so she could hop down. jinx did just that and you handed them their bags. Vi walked inside with you and the rest and everyone was talking about what they did over christmas break and what they got
“i got a PS5”
“you got a 4 dumbass” you said, opening your locker, vi standing behind you and waiting for you
“oh shit i did, oops”
“FUCKIN LYING ASS” mylo said
“I FORGOT BRO DAMN ITS WHITE WND I HAVE IT STANDING UP, X BOX HAVING ASS”
“at least they don’t scam you of your money”
“yes they fucking do!”
“SHUT UP!”
you were dying laughing on your locker after getting what you needed for the day and then going to Vi’s locker with her. Jinx and Mylo were still arguing over who scams who out of peoples money and poor Ekko was just trying to text his mom that he got to school safely :(
throughout the day vi texted you a list of teachers that said she couldn’t have tattoos and piercings but she humbled them and said she was 18 so she could do whatever she wanted. during lunch you showed up late
“guys, that one teacher saw my car and now he’s complaining to Mr. Viktor about it!” you said laughing while sitting next to Vi. jinx being jinx was sitting on the table
“Mr Silco?”
“yeah! he’s mad i have a better car. he’s mad a 18 year old has a better car than him”
“stab his tires”
“jinx!”
“what?! he got Vi’s car towed a few weeks ago! he deserves it!”
“i could get arrested”
“you would be the second one”
vi sat there, mouth agape before laughing and punching jinx in the arm. the rest of the lunch was spent talking and you showing Ekko random pictures he thought were hilarious and was dying laughing
once school ended you and Vi were waiting for everyone to get their stuff from their lockers when Vi spotted silco going to his
“nice car, i wish i had mine yaknow” she said, you tried not to giggle “but my girlfriends car is better. it’s new , did you know that”
silco stood there kinda mean mugging Vi while you were full on laughing before getting into your car. Jinx and Ekko got into the car after walking out the school
“mylo got in trouble so he’s gonna stay until the last bus comes”
“he literally bumped into the principal and she got pissed off.”
you pulled out the parking lot and started driving walmart since that’s where you wanted to after school.
i’ll just say Jinx broke something at walmart and now y’all gotta find another walmart because they kicked you all out 💀
·˚ ༘ premise: maybe you shouldn’t be doing this, but why does it feel so good?
·˚ ༘ pairing: robin buckley x f!reader.
·˚ ༘ warnings: smut. oral sex (reader!receiving). subby!reader. cheating (sorry, it’s just for the sake of the plot). kind of friends with benefits. slight degradation.
I’ve never requested anything so sorry if i do this wrong! I was hoping for a fic about vi and a female reader. The reader is shy and is JUST starting to realize that she likes girls and vi is teasing/flirting with her a LOT
A/N: No, this is perfect! I think I answered your request - I’m kinda bad at interpreting. This request reminds me of how confused I felt when coming out. Hope you like it.
Pairing: Vi (Arcane) x Reader
Summary: You finally get the courage to come out to your bestfriend, Vi. (Set in modern-day high school)
Warning: I’m so bad at this, fluff, some cursing, flirting/teasing
You could only wait outside the women’s locker room for so long until it became officially “weird,” and that moment was fifteen minutes ago. Still, you anxiously wrung your hands over and over again, trying to gather the courage to talk to your bestfriend, Vi.
You usually never kept secrets from one another because you were always joined at the hip. That was until an event on campus made you realize you were attracted to women. In fact. your heart had been steering you to this direction for a long time. Now it felt like an invisible weight had been lifted off your shoulders.
Except you hadn’t told Vi about any of this yet. Even though Vi was openly gay, what if she acted weird when you expressed your feelings. Afterall this was still new to you and everyday was still confusing. Did this mean you were a lesbian? Or bi? Shoot, was it okay to be this confused? Would Vi be annoyed because you didn’t know how to title this?
Whatever. Shaking off your nerves, you march into the locker room with renewed determination because what’s the worst that could happen?
Vi standing in her team’s swimsuit, still drenched from the pool is not what you had in mind.
“Oh crap, sorry Vi.” Your eyes try to look everywhere that wasn’t her impressive athletic body. Quickly, you retreat backwards to escape the visual before you.
But Vi doesn’t let you as her face lights up, finally seeing you since you’ve disappeared. “Finally!” She drags out. Her smile beams at you as she bounds over to you, her wet feet slapping against the tile, and tackles you, knocking you both sideways. Reminding you too much of an over-energetic dog.
“Vi.” You whine, struggling with the tight press of her chest against yours. “Please let me go. You’re soaking wet,” you plead.
“Oh no, whatever will we do if my baby gets a little wet, huh?” And despite your little yelps as the chilled drops prick your skin, she bends to shake her pink hair. Pushing the wet top of her head into the clove of your neck, soaking through your shirt collar. Warm glee spreads through your chest at the nickname and the nostalgia of being back in her arms. Even if said arms were chilly.
“Stop it tickles! Quit acting like a dog and get changed. I. Uhm. I have something to tell you.”
With a reluctant groan, she eases away, but drags her arms down to circle your waist. “You haven’t talked to me in forever and the first thing you tell me is to strip down and get naked.” Her arms leave your waist to cross over her chest in false modesty. “I’m not just a piece of meat.”
“No, what you are is a pain. Just get changed already. Being this close to you is nauseating.” The lie came out bulky and Vi’s smirk showed she didn’t believe a word of it as you shove her weight off of you.
“Fine, fine, fine.” Only stepping back slightly, a challenge sharp in her eyes. “Always eager to get me naked. But as you command princess.” Swift fingers plucks one strap of her swimsuit before pulling it down her toned shoulder.
“Crap, Vi! I didn’t mean right in front of me.” You swing around so fast you experience whiplash; however, that wasn’t fast enough. Even as you closed your eyes, and placed a shaky hand over your closed eyelids, what you saw was still implanted behind your lids like a stain. Smooth skin, sinewy muscles, and the steady rise and fall of her slightly revealed chest… Your lips pressed together in a tight line. That was the thing about Vi. She was always open and honest with you. Plus she never understood the concept of personal space which made you beyond anxious. If you needed confirmation of your attraction to women, this was a strong one.
Vi’s teasing laughter makes your ears ring hot. “Are you okay? You seem… off. Don’t tell me your bashful around a little nudity? Maybe I shouldn’t tease you. Wouldn’t want you hiding from me again-“
“Hiding!” Incredulous you turn to question your friend, but your eyes drop as she slips gray sweats over her hips. Her hands go to tighten the drawstrings. It takes incredible effort to not linger on her toned torso or the black sports bra but you see Vi, eyebrow raised knowingly. Gosh, there was no hiding from Vi.
Shaking your head, feeling sheepish by your actions, you turn around once again. “I wasn’t hiding. I mean technically I was avoiding you but that’s not what I wanted. But not avoiding because I was mad at you. Even when I’m mad at you I can’t avoid you.”
A tug on your jean belt hoop halts your rambling. “Is there an explanation at the end of this or should we take a short nap and come back?” Her presence at your back sent your body on high alert, as it always did. Even though you two were friends her nearness made you self-conscious of every move you made.
Another hard tug on your belt hoops swings you around, facing Vi’s magnificent inquisitive eyes. “I’m assuming there’s a reason you finally came to me other than to check out my team’s uniform. How about we finish this conversation in my car?”
It was hard to return her gaze as you scrambled with the perfect words to describe how you felt. Diverting them down didn’t work, that dang sports bra was still the only item adorning her chest.
“Vi, you can’t step outside in just sweats, a bra, and a varsity jacket.” Biting your lips, you wave at her damp hair slicked back off her forehead. “At least let me finish drying your hair. That’s how you can catch a cold.”
“Fine.” She nicks her towel off the bench and hangs it around her neck. “It’s about time you pampered me like I deserve.” With her eyes closed and the towel between your fingers you finally take a labored sigh.
“You know that tool, Aaron, on the football team our group sits with at lunch? The guy who asked me out and I said no? Well last month during lunch, some cheerleaders walked past our table and he told everyone I was checking out their butts. So now everyone thinks I turned him down because I’m gay.”
Vi’s eyes snap open, flaring. “What the hell! He lied because of his inflated ego? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of that asshole.”
You stop drying her hair. Wordlessly telling her to calm herself down. Continuing only when she begrudgingly closes her eyes again, grumbling obscenities. You watch her face closely as you admit what took you a long time to accept. “Technically, he wasn’t lying. I was definitely checking out their asses because I might definitely positively like women?”
A pregnant pause hung in the air. The silence was so long that your doubts resurfaced. Wringing your hands again, your eyes drop to stare down at your shoes. The idea of running away to hide made you take a tiny step back but you stop at the thump from Vi’s body slumping against the locker.
“When are you breaking the news to your dog?”
The question is so random that you stop backing away to look at her, confused. “Excuse me?”
“Your pet dog? When are you getting rid of it to make room for a cat. All lesbians are cat owners. It’s a rule.”
Your blank stare just adds fuel to the fire.
“And don’t worry, I have some spare crystals at my place I can give you. Oh, and how many pairs of cargo pants do you own? Whatever it is you’ll have to double it.”
“Vi why are you joking around!” Yet your cheeks puff out, a small laugh trying to escape. You shove at her chest but she doesn’t even move and captures your fist in her hands. Her contagious laugh has a small smile breaking across your face.
“Because HELLO I’m hella gay. If there’s anyone you shouldn’t have been nervous to talk to, it’s me.”
Her easygoing smile doesn’t hide the soft hurt in her eyes. “Vi, I’m not like you. You’re so sure of who you are and that’s awesome but it’s not me. Each day I’m confused on what I am. How can I come out when I can’t even give myself a label?”
“Whoa slow down my baby queer. First of all, fuck the labels. Like what you like and that’s the end of it. Secondly, your awesome. Lastly, which cheerleader were you checking out or was it the entire squad?”
Telling her was a mistake.
“Vi, stop bringing it up! Better yet, maybe I’m not gay at all.”
The words barely left your lips before you where slammed against the lockers. Vi keeps your hands in a vise behind her back while pressing against you. “Come again?”
The shudder that vibrates through your chest is hard to hide. Gingerly you nod your head, pushing Vi off. “Yup, point made. I’m definitely gay.”
On wooden legs, you walk out the locker room to the echoing laughter of Vi at your back. It takes only a few seconds before she jogs up to you and wraps you in a backward hug, making you both waddle down the hall as she teases you about buying rainbow bumper stickers for your car.
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