I'm Just A Girl🎀

u deserve better, but better isn’t me :( | ellie williams x fem!crybaby!reader

angst, friends to lovers, and some joint smoking 🤫

black shirt ellie brainrot is so bad

ellie couldn’t focus if she tried, no matter how hard she stared at the screen of her laptop, she couldn’t forget the sight of you crying to her about your shitty ex boyfriend who cheated on you before passing out in her lap.

she had to focus, for her sake and yours.

you’d been through enough heartbreak, she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if she were the reason you cried like that.

she gently moved you over so you were instead laying on a pillow, but she noticed you visibly shiver at the loss of contact making her heart ache.

she quickly grabbed the blanket on the couch behind her, draping it over your sleeping form as she looked at the still drying tears on your face.

she sighed, reaching over to take out a makeup wipe from your bag before looking over the ruined mascara under your eyes.

she bit her lip as she tenderly began cleaning your face, making sure she got every sticky dark piece from your face before looking over your soft features.

“i wish i could show you how much better you deserve…” she whispered, pressing a parting kiss to your head before she got up.

heading outside, she lit a joint between her lips, smoke spilling from her mouth.

she looked up at the stars, remembering how the two of you would stay up til midnight to catch the meteor showers and count all the constellations.

you guys even named a couple after you guys, saying as long as those stars were up there, you guys would be inseparable.

and how right you were for that, but ellie was catching feelings and she wasn’t ready to face that.

or what that’d do to your current friendship.

she took another hit, the door behind her opening making her spin around.

when you stepped outside, she thought she’d relax but she stared, taking in your form as you rubbed your tired eyes.

“thank you for cleaning me up.” you chuckled, leaning against the porch beside her as she passed you the joint letting you take a couple hits. “i’m sorry i’m such a mess.”

“what’s being human if you aren’t a little messy?” ellie smiled. “and no worries. i gotta take care of my girl.”

you passed her back the joint, leaning your head on her shoulder making her smile to herself, taking another hit before leaning her head on yours.

“he’s not even worth the tears anymore.” you concluded, the warmth of being beside her slowly mending your broken heart.

“he never was. he’s a douche, you deserve a guy that’ll give you everything you give him and more.” ellie said, ashing the joint as she brought it back to her lips.

“this is why i love you. you’re so wise.” you hugged her making her stiffen at those words.

“yeah, i’m the wisest…” she sighed softly, hugging you back.

but as she wrapped her arms around your waist, she couldn’t help the butterflies that flooded her stomach as she felt your body press against her, your perfect curves and soft skin so close to her, it was too much to handle.

so before she could permanently attach herself to you, she pulled away making you do the same.

“did i do something wrong?” you asked, sensing her suddenly get distant with you making her shake her head.

“of course not. this is all me.” she chuckled, her grip on the guardrails getting tight as the joint slowly went out due to the crisp night air.

“what is? ellie, talk to me.” she hated how much your words had an impact on her making her turn on her heels to head back inside, not even holding the door for you like she usually would.

you hurriedly follow her, closing the door behind you as you watched her put away her joint and lighter.

“els, i don’t want to beg you for answers.” you said in defeat making her huff, turning to face you.

“then don’t, let’s drop this conversation right now.” she began to walk off but you grabbed her arm.

“no, ellie, look at me.” you said to her, earning her piercing green gaze. “you get distant like this and it’s happening more and more often.”

ellie cursed to herself, not realizing how long she’s been head over heels for you.

“is it something i did?” you asked softly making her want to eat her own heart over how terrible those words hurt her.

she wanted to say “no, baby, you didn’t do anything wrong.” or “no, you’re perfect, more perfect than perfect, i just don’t want to ruin what we have.” but all her words became jumbled as she watched your pretty eyes tear up some more.

“because i was fine with losing my boyfriend, if i lose you, i don’t know if i’ll keep breathing.” you admitted weakly as ellie tried to form the words to reassure you but they didn’t want to cooperate.

so instead, she pulled you into a warm hug.

you sobbed into her chest as her hand rubbed your back and the other played with your hair.

“im not going anywhere..” ellie promised as you wept, reaching down to cup your face and wipe your tears away with her thumbs.

you looked up at her, the tension between the two of you was thick.

her eyes were glancing from your eyes, to your puffy lips, to your flustered face as she collected herself, calming her nerves with a deep breath.

“im not going anywhere because i’m in love with you.” she told you straight up making your eyes widen as you freeze. “and i want you to be happy, and loved, so so loved, more loved than you could possibly imagine and i don’t know if i have the capacity to give you what you deserve, i—“

she’s cut off from her heartfelt ramble when you cup her face and bring her lips down to yours.

you stay like that, your lips connected in a way that healed both of you from the scars of your repressed affection for each other.

you pulled away, looking up at ellie who still had that conflicted look in her eyes.

“you’re the greatest gift this earth could’ve ever given me, so don’t sell yourself short.” you whispered making her bite back her smile.

“yes, ma’am.” ellie pressed you against the wall, her hand gently holding you by the throat making you gasp, but she captured your lips in hers before you could say anything.

you melted in her grip, your eyes fluttering shut with bliss as you kissed her back lovingly.

when she pulled away, you tried following her before you came to your senses and opened your eyes.

“you’ve always been corny, you know that?” ellie smirked, her breath brushing over your lips making you bite them.

“oh, shut up.” you groaned making her grip tighten which caused you to let out a soft moan.

“what was that?” ellie asked softly, leaning in.

“n—nothing, im sorry.” you whimpered making her nod as she tilted your head up by moving her hand from your neck to grabbing your chin.

“that’s what i thought.” she smiled, pressing her lips to yours.

Melvika - Mel Medarda and Sevika (Arcane)

You can't tell me they didn't f*cked at least 10 times

🥰🥰😍

love lies bleeding

palestinian children are dying of heart attacks and seizures during israeli bombings.

palestinian children have to get their limbs amputated in their homes by their own parents because there are no hospitals left in gaza.

palestinian children and adults are getting infections because of the lack of menstrual products and lack of access to clean water.

palestinian babies are dying before they’re born, or their mothers are dying before they can be delivered.

palestinian babies are being buried under rubble and have to be dug out by civilians.

palestinian children write their own names on their arms so their family will know which dead body is theirs.

these are just the children and babies of gaza. these are the atrocities just for them. there are countless human rights being trampled on by israel and we see it everywhere. i saw all of these things just today.

and yet it’s still a debate on if israel is committing the most heinous of crimes despite being heavily documented. it’s fucking ridiculous.

silver foxes my beloved 💞

since my head has been rotting with the thought of being between these two fictional men, here’s a pair of one shots

Alan Grant |

(also it’s been a while since I’ve seen the movie so if the timing of everything isn’t as accurate, that’s why, anyways, enjoy! ✌️)

You thought going on a sponsored trip with your Paleontology mentor would be a fun time, but how silly you were to think such a thing.

Thinking you’d spend some possibly romantic and passionate alone time with the man, you had to suppress your disappointment along with your screams of absolute terror when the jeep you had chosen out of spite had been flipped over.

By what exactly?

A forty foot long tyrannosaurus rex, with sharp teeth filling its gigantic head.

You could see that in grotesqe detail as it curiously sniffed at the overturned vehicle’s now shattered windows, terrifying the children you were trapped with as you quietly shushed them and held them close to keep them from getting the giant creature’s attention once more.

“I know, I know it’s scary. But we’ll be okay.” You whisper in both Tim and Lexi’s ears as they whimpered, covering their mouths.

Then you looked up and, almost letting out a sigh of relief, you saw Alan getting out of his separate vehicle he got in with Ian, armed with a flare.

“Over here!!” Grant waved his arms as he shouted, earning the rex’s attention.

A pang of fear for him filled your chest but was quickly turned to pride as he opened the bright red light, waving it around to see if the dino would follow. And when it did, Alan threw it far away into the trees making the Rex follow after it.

That was when he made his way to your vehicle.

And though you felt a dulled pain in your lower leg from where the Rex had trapped you under one of the seats after nearly crushing the car, you made sure a sobbing Lex was out of there first and into the safety of Grant’s arms.

But before you could get Tim out as well, you heard Lexi scream and both you and the young boy froze in panic. Looking out again, you briefly saw Alan covering Lexi’s mouth as they remained stone-still beside the car before the Rex was right at the window again making Tim nearly scream as well before you covered his eyes and mouth.

Then the Jeep was spun around by the dino’s powerful snout making you and Tim involuntarily shriek as the car was pushed closer and closer to the ledge leading to long drop just before the dark forrest below.

Then pulling your foot free from the seat followed by a pained grunt as you gritted your teeth, you hurried Tim to the back of the Jeep in attempt o keep the vehicle in balance.

But the mud and rain made such a feat impossible and next thing you knew you guys were falling.

You held onto Tim with one hand while the other gripped what was left of the back window to ensure neither of you fell through where the windshield once was.

And luckily you didn’t fall for long when your car got caught on some branches and vines, suspending you in midair.

You quietly reassured the trembling Tim who seemed just seconds from throwing up as you looked around for any chance of escape.

But after a few minutes of what felt like total hopelessness, you soon felt the feeling lift from your shoulders when Alan was beside you on one of the tree branches.

“You guys alright?” He softly asks, looking around to make sure you were secure. While you gave him a relieved nod, Tim couldn’t hold back his bile anymore and puked, sending any food left in his system out the windshield.

After he was done, you helped the small boy to Alan and onto the safety of the branch before you carefully crawled your way to him to do the same.

But as soon as you were within reach, the car began to slip and your eyes widened, prepared to accept your fate.

But Alan wasn’t and quickly grabbed onto you, pulling you up into his chest right as the car fell.

You looked up at him as you tried to steady your breathing, but the proximity only made it harder as the air seemed to thicken.

That also may have been your injury and how high up you all were but same difference.

“I got you. I got you…” With his chest rising and falling heavily, and his voice soft with relief, you found him reassuring you and himself in that moment.

You squeezed him graciously, looking up at him.

“Thank you… but I think I might’ve bruised my ankle pretty bad.” You told him before he looked down and pulled up the pant of your leg to see a red bruise forming just above your ankle where the seat had almost crushed it.

Gently feeling it to check for any misplaced bones or fractures, you sucked in a breath through your teeth as Alan checked on it.

“It doesn’t seem broken but if it’s worse to walk, I’ll carry you.” He offered, and though it was tempting you shook your flustered head.

“I should be okay. Let’s just get back to the ground.” You panted before with the help from both boys, you all safely made it to the ground with Lexi meeting you there.

Leroy Jethro Gibbs |

Being a good friend of Abby’s, you spent quite a bit of time at the NCIS headquarters.

At first it was secret and she would sneak you in through one of the windows to her lab, but that was short lived with all of Gibbs’ surprise visits.

But when both you and Abby thought he’d for sure kick you out and forbid such a meet up from ever happening again, he surprisingly approached you without a scolding word.

Then he took hold of the collar of your shirt and clipped a visitor’s badge on it.

Then sending you a ghost of a smile, he commented on how Abby got a lot more done with you around and left.

But one night, just after the heartbreaking death of one of Abby’s coworkers, Kate, Abby was mourning and had run to the bathroom to fix her makeup after some reassurance from you.

While she was gone, however, and you held the fort, you were scared shitless out of your seat when a window suddenly shattered.

You ducked behind the metal desk in terror, clutching your racing heart in fear not knowing if that’d been a rock or a lucky gunshot that missed you.

Your question was answered however when the lights were shut off and you looked towards the door to see Gibbs rushing in to darken the room.

Then he crouched and made his way to you, not taking more than a second to be at your side.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” He asked as you gripped his calloused hands with your own shaky ones.

“I wasn’t hit, I wasn’t hit.” You murmured, the second time you said it more for your own assurance as Gibbs let out his own sigh of relief.

“I knew I should’ve sent you home.” His comment seemed a bit backhanded at first, slightly offending and embarrassing you, before he embraced you warmly, rubbing your back soothingly.

You melted against his touch, resting your head against his shoulder as you sat side by side behind the safety of the desk.

“Where’s— Where’s Abby?” You asked, anxiety coursing through you at the possible grim answer.

“Safe, DiNozzo and McGee made sure of it.” Gibbs told you making you sigh with relief.

“Thank you.” You said, your body relaxing a bit as you stared off into the dark room.

His presence being enough for the lack of light to not scare you further.

There was a desolate moment of silence between you two, not tense like you would think, but comfortable.

“Why did you want to send me home?” You finally gather the courage to ask.

And hey, you were almost sniped, you had the confidence for just about anything now.

You couldn’t see his features all that well but you could sense him shift a little, turning to face you.

“Because you may not be hired as an NCIS agent, but I see you as part of the team. Hell, the whole team does. Kate did too.” He softly told you, his warmth carrying to you as you kept your head on his shoulder.

“I wish I got to know her better then…” You weren’t as close as her and Abby were due to your schooling schedule, but the few times you guys had run into each other when she wasn’t on missions were never short of heartwarming.

It was bittersweet looking at it now.

“I miss her…” You admitted, turning to look at him too. “I don’t want to miss out on anything with the rest of you.”

While it was more aimed then intended, Gibbs got the idea and you could hear him make the noise he usually made when he smiled.

“Tell you what,” He started, and you could still hear his grin. “We get out of this and you still feel the same way tomorrow, I’ll see what I can do.”

You smiled at this, relaxing once more at his side as he kissed the top of your head.

While at the time you thought it was just something Gibbs did, a protective kind of thing, it turned into much, much more.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sorry if it’s bad this is my first time writing something public for Tumblr, but I hope someone finds this fitting of their taste and enjoys :D

here’s your reminder that israel has indeed violated the truce. their warplanes have entered the sky space of gaza (reported by hind khoudary & muhammad smiry)

and oppressive forces have also shot at a palestinian man and left him to bleed. then opened fire on anyone who approached the man to help (reported by motaz). there are also testimonies from palestinians that the israeli forces themselves encouraged the people to go help the injured man and then opened fire at them (motaz).

israeli forces have also blocked the entrance of a hospital in jenin, and have killed 3 people and injured 6 others in an open fire during their raid of jenin in the west bank (QudsNews)

meanwhile, israeli hostages that have been released had been forbidden from giving interviews (QudsNews) and there have since been reports that the hostages confirmed they were treated humanely and were not assaulted (source 1, source 2, more healthy israeli hostages)

this ceasefire truly didn’t mean anything. and israel and palestinian resistance clearly do not operate on the same field nor with a balance in power. even during a “truce” they are still oppressing victims.

keep speaking up. contact your reps. protest. boycott following bds guidelines. publicly condemn israel. start conversations and raise awareness. educate yourself and educate others. listen to palestinian voices.

amplify palestinian voices.

(25/11/23)

THE HUNGER GAMES: THE BALLAD OF SONGBIRDS AND SNAKES (2023) THE HUNGER GAMES: CATCHING FIRE (2013) THE HUNGER GAMES: MOCKINGJAY - PART I (2014) dir. Francis Lawrence

no words, just beautiful masc women 🧎‍♀️🙏🛐

fuck

abby loves watching you ride her strap. your pretty little face contorting in pleasure, whispering her name softly as she makes you work for it. bouncing on her cock like your life depended on it, but the frustration clearly written all over your face. she would cockily rest her palms under her neck for support as she would just watch as you tried, but failed, to make yourself come without with her touch. without her sweet and sultry voice talking you through it. it’s what she would for you when she fucked you, but you decided to be mean at dinner, and now she’s punishing you for it.

the rhythm was off and you knew it. it felt good enough, but not nearly enough to to get you there. you even tried tweaking your own nipples to feel something more than what you were getting, but abby swatted your hand away. you were begging, leaning over so you were desperately pleading in her ear. confessing you needed her, apologized for being a brat, but she didn’t move an inch. your lips found home on her neck, trying to break her, but there was no breaking abby anderson.

she taunted you, asked if you wanted her to start fucking you. if you needed her to play with your clit with the fingers you love so much. she called you pathetic, useless — not good enough to get off on your own. always needing her touch to get where you needed to be. she reprimanded you for acting like a spoiled brat, embarrassing her in front of her friends. she would make you pay for it. she’d make sure you were so fucked out, you’d be begging for her to stop.