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Fine Line Series (on hold)

Y/N was in love with Harry. What she felt was a complete circle of love and adoration to this boy that captured her heart. She admired his caring nature, kind heart, and passionate actions. She was a blind-fool that believed the small deeds he did for her were a sign of mutual reciprocity. 

Harry was infatuated with Y/N. What he felt was an intense passion for the idea of her. Her body and her emotions were completely devoted to him and he cannot deny the smugness he felt to have someone put him on a pedestal for everything he did. 

What they had – it wasn’t love. 

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crackships of florence pugh and ryan destiny!

requested by anonymous.

As It Was - Harry Styles

can u write smut for elliot where its like rough but sweet and then like hes super affectionate n aftercare

forever and ever

elliot x fem!reader

warnings: smut, nothing much just smut then aftercare at the end

elliot attacked your neck hungrily with his teeth, leaving marks all over your throat along with wet, sloppy kisses. he pinned you to his bed and his lips messily found yours as he began to rip off your shirt with ease, removing your bra just a little bit after. "so fucking hot." he praised, then kneading your breasts, allowing a few moans to escape from your mouth.

elliot kissed down your stomach and pulled off your skirt, throwing it on the ground. he teased at your clit from through your panties, causing you to whine. “please..” you begged, just wanting him to fuck you already.

“please what?” he smirked at you and you sighed, not being able to go without having him in you much longer.

“please fuck me, elliot.”

that was all he needed. he tore off your panties and wiped his finger across your slit, feeling how soaked you were. “wet already?” he teased, causing you to whine.

he quickly ripped off his own shirt, revealing his chiseled abs, causing your mouth to water. fuck, he was so hot, you thought. and soon, he would be giving you the time of your life.

he unbuckled his belt and threw his pants to the side, then ripping off his boxers to reveal his hard length, also making you salivate.

elliot lined up with your pussy and thrusted into you without warning, starting fast and getting faster in a matter of seconds. the room echoed with sounds of your moans. “fuck, you’re so tight.” he grunted. the pain slowly began to turn into pleasure and you screamed his name so much you were sure the next day you wouldn’t be able to talk.

“gonna fuck you so hard. you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” he held onto your hips as he continued to thrust in you repeatedly.

he began to make out with you again, tongues battling for dominance, his winning, of course. he nipped at your neck again, on the same spots he previously bit, to make sure there would be a trace come tomorrow.

“love you and your pussy.” elliot admired again, speeding up at the same time.

your eyes rolled back to your head while you moaned. you could barely speak, afraid it would come out as babbles only.

“hm? cat got your tongue?” he began to get increasingly more rough and you were loving every second of it.

“fuck.. elliot. i love you so fucking much.” you mumbled while also panting, sounding like you just ran ten miles. “oh my fucking god.. i’m almost gonna.. fucking... oh my god.”

elliot’s pumps began to slow down and were a little more sloppy than before. nonetheless, you were still in heaven at the moment.

elliot helped you ride off your high and he slowly pulled out of you, collapsing on top of you. both of you were sweaty, panting messes.

after a little while of resting, he turned on the lamp light and got up, returning with a glass of water, handing it to you. “you okay?”

you nodded, smiling at him. your hair was messy and your makeup was all ruined but elliot still looked at you like you were the cutest person ever. “what about you?”

he sighed and chucked a little. “just tired.”

elliot got in bed with you and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, pulling you onto his lap to hold you in his arms. your throat was a little sore from literally moaning his name the entire night, but you managed to croak out, “i love you.”

he smiled and rubbed your cheek. “i love you, too, sweetheart.” he played with your hair, soothing you after your high. elliot grabbed the tv remote and turned on the tv, playing you two’s favorite movie at a super low volume to keep you relaxed and hopefully let you sleep. “you know i’ll always be here for you to hold you, right?” he nuzzled his face in your hair and smiled while doing so.

“rest well, love.” elliot continued to run his hands through your hair while humming and still smiling like an idiot.

you smiled, too, and thought to yourself. this was how you wanted it to be forever and ever. in the arms of the one who you loved, the one who loved you.

I HATE YOU MASTERLIST

[mini series]

summary: things get pretty heated, in more ways than one, between you and elliot, who you absolutely loath.

fandom: euphoria

parings: elliot x f reader

warnings: smut, swearing, drug and alcohol use

smut: *

PART ONE *

PART TWO *

PART THREE *

completed

nah bc we should of known elliot was gonna be a walking red flag the second we saw this mf sleep with socks on 🤨

new labrinth, zendaya, and dominic song tonight EVERYONE CHEERED

euphoria season finale tonight ….. not ready, my brain is not processing at the moment. been waiting all week for today to come but now i just want to skip over it.

what i write for.

marvel . . . peter parker, bucky barnes, kate bishop, nat romanoff, druig, & makkari.

euphoria . . . rue bennett, jules vaughn, elliot, madeleine perez & fezco o’neil.

outer banks . . . jj maybank, sarah + rafe cameron, john b routledge, & pope heyward.

the marauders . . . remus lupin, james potter, & sirius black.

misc characters. | back to navigation.

i love maddy and lexi sm

I feel stupid. What? Everyone feels stupid, who cares?

Season 2, Episode 7: The Theatre and Its Double

Elliot (NSFW)

* = Haven’t read yet

~ = Favorite

- Show, Don't Tell~

- Morning Sex*

- New Kid

YOU’RE A DOLL, YOU’RE FLAWLESS!

000. PREVIEW.

001. NEW DOLL―NEW GIRL, I MEANT NEW GIRL!

002. JULES?

003. BUT.. WHY?

004. FUCKING SLUT!

005.  THE BOY IS MINE.

006. ALWAYS FOREVER.

squirting out my window rn

✿ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒! | 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗓 ̥*ೃ♡𓏲

synopsis ⇨ in which i describe what it would be like dating maddy perez using these cute lil’ headcanons!

pairings ⇨ maddy perez x fem!reader.

warnings ⇨ angst—mentions of nate jacobs and domestic issues, swearing, fluff fluff fluff, and maddy being: maddy!

authors note ⇨ episode four was…i don’t think i have the words. it was definitely something, and maddy deserved a better party than what was given to her.

maddy the baddie, this diamond loving gem would have the biggest soft spot for you and would not be afraid to show it. you would mean everything to her.

miss perez is definitely the kind of girlfriend to take pictures of you off guard. when she shows you them, you’d be icked out by the awkward angle she captured you from, but she would 100% assure you that you’re the most beautiful person in the world and you look good at every angle. it’s true, i mean.

maddy would show her love for you in many ways—small gifts, kisses on the cheek, hand holding (lots of pda, she loves pda) flirty compliments, etc. she would also be your personal hype woman, especially on the days where you don’t feel as glamorous as usual.

you two would definitely mix match outfits from each other’s closets; she would swipe a pair of baby blue pumps from your top shelf and you would barrow her lavender daisy printed dress because it matches the earring and bracelet set you got from the mall.

make out sessions for hourssssssssss, maddy gives off major kiss queen vibes. you two would skip class and run off to the girl’s bathroom to get your mack on (along with manic panic from hearing footsteps, voices approaching, and keys jingling). by the time you two are done, her lashes would be hanging off the base of her lash line and your lipstick would be everywhere…but yours lips.

maddy would start arguments about the littlest things.

‘i saw the way he was looking at you. i’m not fucking stupid, yn. i know what im talking about.’

‘why did you say ‘okay’ like that earlier?’ ‘when?’ ‘i already said when, stupid. earlier.’

calling her ‘perez’ just to get on her nerves (maddy is so funny when she’s irritated, i’m giggling rn).

‘whatever, perez. i’m not doing this with you today.’ ‘don’t fucking call me that! i have a first name for a reason, use it!’

wherever she goes, you go. if someone from school invited her and the girls to a party or a sleepover, you’re coming with.

speaking of the girls, i think they would love you! but of course, not as much as maddy does.

and speaking of sleepovers, maddy would definitely share sleeping space with you. if you’re sleeping on the couch, she’s sleeping on the other side. she loves to be near you.

shopping dates at the mall—her second home. she would share the gossip about some of the workers in her favorite stores as you guys are cruising down the walkway, bags in one hand, strawberry and banana smoothies in the other.

‘i totally think that (sip) taylor is pregnant by the short guy who works at the pizza shop near kat’s house.’ ‘oh my god! (sip) are you serious? which taylor, the taylor that works at (sip) icing?’ ‘mmm, no. the taylor that (sip) works at victoria’s secret.’

maddy has a total princess complex, but she loves it when you sit on her lap.

kat and cassie being totally jealous of maddy’s relationship with you. kat would be vocal and gush, while cassie would just watch with pure envy in her eyes.

listening to music together in her room; you’d have one airpod in your ear and she’d have the other in hers.

her being your fashion guru.

‘you better not walk out the door until you’re looking fabulous, yn ln!’

nate jacobs seeing you two in the hallways—he would just stare. maddy would pull you close to her and give him the evil eye.

‘fuckin’ creepy ass cunt.’ she’d mumble underneath her breath.

bedazzling everything with her—and i mean everything. from inside your locker door to your car keys, everything would be covered in diamonds.

more petty little arguments.

‘okay, but you didn’t have to roll your eyes like that. i was only asking a question, yn.’ ‘and? i don’t have to respond if i don’t want to, my god maddy. it’s always something with you.’

rubbing her back and listening to her rant about the drama going on in her house.

dancing with her at parties; you two just being all over each other.

relaxing by the pool with her and cassie on the weekend.

maddy wrapping her legs around your waist whenever you two hug (so cute…just stop).

heated make out sessions in your bedroom.

‘i know i can be a bitch sometimes, but i love you, yn. you mean so much to me.’

🏷♡: aka tags. so yeah, i’m doing this now, i think! starting off with tagging my mutuals and some of my fav accounts that i follow. if you wanna be tagged in my fics and etc, just shoot me an ask or message and i’ll hop on it asap. @luversgirl @rileybinaa @taylorscrdigan @lovelyjj @avenging-fandoms @poguesarah @milkiane @novxturient @mentalpolaroids @msgorillagripcoochie @sugarcoatedjj @pankowfruitsnacks. more to be added!

i need a blunt after this one

#gonna miss these two

the way i have no idea how to fuckin use tumblr 😭

─ a little death.

request: can you write something about hate fucking elliot? ily.

pairing: elliot x f!reader.

warnings: unprotected sex (not really tho). oral sex (f and m receiving). smut in general.

word count: 1,484.

A/N: requested by @fezcossidepiece but i deleted the original post on accident lmao, anyways ily and i hope you like it<3, not proofread.

you slammed the door heavily on elliot’s face, not even caring that you were at his house, anger drowning the rest of your feelings.

you have been friends with rue since you have memory; her, lexi and you being a remarkable trio ever since pre-school, and you never thought about doing something like elliot did.

you heard how he opened the door roughly, almost breaking the fragile wood, you listened to his fast steps getting closer to you, he was angry too, but he just didn’t seem to understand why you were so pissed off.

“i don’t understand why you’re so angry y/n” he said almost laughing, trying to get closer to you, but your body kept walking back, not wanting to be close to him in any way.

“it’s not like it even bothers you that i told her mom” he continued, bluffing at you, cigarette in hand while he walked back and forth through the small room, waiting for you to respond.

his attitude made you snap, completely, all the words you tried to keep to yourself fell from your mouth, not even trying to stop yourself.

“oh my god elliot, shut the fuck up!” you shouted, prolonging the ‘u’, annoyment clear on your tone. “you had no right to do what you did. why did you even do it, huh?” you continued, but words couldn’t stop drowning your mouth.

“you are a fucking addict yourself, do you see your friends telling your family?” you got closer to him, the word friends being marked with false quotation marks with your index and middle finger. “you are an hypocrite and a fucking cunt, rue had every right to tell you everything she said” you finished.

“this is all your fault, if you hadn’t introduced her to me nothing of this would’ve happened” he replied, making you laugh at his stupidity.

“oh, i’m sorry, my bad. was i the one who ruined her life, embarrassed her in front of jules and her sister? fuck elliot, if you wanted to help her, couldn’t you just tell her mom? alone?” you shouted, your throat hurting from how much you were screaming at him.

you got so close to him that you and elliot were almost nose to nose, you were so angry, elliot could almost feel it radiating off you, he was angry too, his frown delating it; the two of you were waiting to see who would lose it first.

you were about to continue your monologue, but elliot placed a hand on the back of your neck, pulling you to him, and suddenly you were kissing him, his tongue in your mouth, and his fingers playing with the hem of your shirt.

in less than a second you changed the position, pushing his body to the bed, his body falling harshly on the mattress, you crawled up onto the bed and moved closer to him, your legs straddling around his waist.

impatiently you pulled elliot’s shirt up and over his head, and let it fall to the ground, he slid his fingers underneath the hem of your shirt, fumbling with the button and zipper on your pants, you smirked up at him, starting to move your hips in eight figures. “you are all bark and no bite, princess” elliot said smirking before letting out a quiet groan as his hips met yours.

“and you are a fucking coward” you laughed, pressing your palm up against the growing outline in his jeans, his grip around your hips tightened slightly when you began undoing the button. “not being able to go by yourself, but asking me to go with you, so you wouldn’t be so scared” you smirked at him, feeling how his dick got even harder at your degradation.

you pulled his jeans down and took him in your hand, “i hate you, so, so much” your voice was low, barely audible your thumb tracing circles over his sensitive tip and covering it in precum. “that tonight i’m gonna fuck you so good” your hand moved up and down on his dick, a smile curling on your lips at the pitiful whimpers he made, thrusting into your hand, biting his bottom lip in an attempt to stay quiet. “and then i’m gonna leave you here, and never give it to you again”

elliot’s breathing hitched as you got down on your knees, licking your lips as you prepared to take him in your mouth. “and you’ll wish that every girl you fuck was me” he grunted, hips stuttering as you enveloped him in your warm mouth, he ran one hand through your hair, pulling your hair tightly, but not once did he push you to take more of him.

you cupped his balls on your free hand, taking him further into your mouth, gagging on his length, but suddenly he pushed you off of him, his hand on your hair pulling it so roughly it almost made you cry.

he pushed your body to the mattress, dragging your legs to the end of the bed, positioning himself in between them, he kissed your thighs before he buried his face on your soaking slit, his left hand sliding up your body and grabbing onto one of your tits, he rolled your nipple between his fingers.

elliot wasn’t being delicate, his tongue moved perfectly against your clit, licking, sucking, and flicking back and forth until he felt your legs start shaking over his shoulders, his fingers traced your clit, keeping a quick pace, somehow able to tell that you were nearing the edge, almost catching your release.

almost.

“what the-“ he didn’t let you finish before he started talking.

“beg for me, c’mon, be a good girl and beg for me.” he said, he could see the desperation on your face, it almost made him feel bad, you frowned and rolled your eyes, you would never let him get away with it, so you pushed his body off you and stood up.

you placed your hands against his chest and began pushing him, slowly, backwards until the backs of his knees hit the edge of the bed and he was forced to sit, allowing you to climb onto his lap. “i don’t beg, handsome” elliot’s facial expression shifted - he was turned on before, but this, this was different. elliot placed his hands on your hips, helping you along. he held back a moan as he watched you use him to get yourself off.

you felt the knot in your stomach beginning to come undone and began moving faster and faster, anxiously approaching your release, but once again, his voice interrupted you.

“you are not even close to hating me, pretty” he said. elliot’s words pushed you to the edge.

“shut the fuck up” you hissed.

“you can’t hate me because you love the way i make you feel, not even needing my mouth or my dick to make you come.” he continued.

“shut up” you said while placing one of your hands on top of his mouth to stop him from talking, and before another word could left his filthy mouth, you positioned yourself completely on top of his dick, pushing yourself down, sitting completely on his dick.

you moved your hips roughly, fast, trying to get you to come, the idea of him reaching his orgasm not even reaching your mind, focusing on you and only you.

he tried to talk, but his word got muffled by your hand, you thanked god for that, your hips never stopped moving, elliot moved one of his hands and brought it to one of your tits, squeezing it and pinching the nub with his fingers.

that was your undoing, you came, loudly, all over his dick, your body slumped tiredly against his chest, but almost immediately, you pushed yourself off of him and began gathering your clothes and getting dressed in silence, already feeling your annoyance at elliot returning as he just sat there and watched you. “what are you looking at? put your clothes on” you scoffed.

“okay” he said calmly, he didn’t sound angry or disgusted, his response was monotonous, not letting you understand how he felt, but you didn’t care either.

when you ended dressing yourself you turned to look at him. “this won’t happen again” you said, walking past elliot and leaving his room, almost immediately he heard the front door close.

“never again” he said to himself, but he couldn’t help to keep remembering the words you told him earlier, every single one of them being true, making him want to go and follow you so he could apologize, but he was to stubborn to even think about it.

dominic fike hive

DATING RUE WOULD INCLUDE:

rue x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, talks of making out & drugs

she’s kind of complicated to be in a relationship with because she’s unpredictable but you make it work

i think rue is just genuinely such a great person to be around

her love language is totally physical touch. 100%.

that includes hugs, kisses, cuddles

i don’t think she’s very big on PDA though

she’s not embarrassed of you or anything, she’d just prefer to do that in private

her mom would absolutely ADORE you

she thinks you’re a great influence on rue and it’s true

you’re super understanding about her addiction which she really appreciates about you

you two never go on “official” dates, it’s almost always just hanging out in your rooms

you will occasionally get high together but mostly from weed

hot-boxing her room every time you guys get high and panicking

“ fuck, rue your mom is totally gonna smell this, “

“ oh, fuck! “

SHE IS INSANELY JEALOUS

rue puts on that careless persona but inside she cares way too much

she will overthink almost every action of yours

“ you don’t have to fucking stare at him like he’s fucking god or something, “

“rue, he walked by me of course my eyes would land on him, “

she always gets you to do her homework but you don’t mind that much

doing each other’s hair all the time and it becoming your thing

“ red would be your colour, i’m telling you “

hanging out with gia and being super close with her

“ rue, shut the fuck up. i’m talking to gia; my best friend,

being good friends with fez

you were sceptical about him at first but you love him now

rue loves to share stuff

she encourages you to steal her clothing all the time and you think it’s so cute

“ y/n, why don’t you take the blue hoodie, i don’t really wear it anymore, “

having matching rings or bracelets

INSIDE JOKES !!!

you two will laugh at almost everything

that’s why your arguments don’t last very long

one of you will start laughing and boom, problem solved

“ i’m still mad at you, rue. i’m serious! “

“ no, you’re not, “

you’re really the only person rue can genuinely open up to

she feels like she can say anything when she’s around you

and vice versa

i feel like rue’s a great listener like she’s really interested in what you have to say

“ go on, babe. we have all day, “

binging tv shows together all the time and arguing over them

“ absolutely not! he was the worst character. not even listening, “

you love going to parties together

it’s just always so fun and memorable

MAKE-OUT SESSIONS ALL THE TIME

she’s obsessed with your lips like. oh my god.

you make-out more than you speak to each other

“ baby, we have class in like two minutes, “

“ one more kiss, please “

i think you guys would have very different views and opinions on things but that isn’t necessarily a bad thing

she likes some of the things you hate and you hate some of the things she likes but i think that’s what makes you a great couple

Mommy Dearest || Sub!Elliot (sneak peek)

Elliot had been really needy tonight. We were hanging out with Rue and Jules, having fun, until he started whining. I tried to ignore him at first but then when I decided to dance with Rue, he anchored me down.

“Uh oh, is someone needy for their mommy?” Jules teases, knowing Elliot is a switch. He kept his arms around my waist and his head in my side when he nodded, cheeks squishing against me. We didn’t last much longer at Rue’s before we’re heading back to his house. We were through the door, laying on his bed when,

“Mommy, can you fill me up?” He whispered.

“What was that?” He got a little shy when I asked him to repeat it.

“Want you to fill me up,” he said again looking at me this time. I lifted his chin more and brought my lips down to his. As he got more into the kiss, started to turn his body to hover over me. We stayed like this for a while until I flipped us, placing his hands above his head,

“Fuck, look at you, just so needy. Couldn’t even dance with my friends without you being a brat.”

“ ’M sorry, just wanted your attention. You were talking with them all night, barely looked at me.” I gave him a light tap on his left cheek,

“What did I say about lying to me? Have I ever not given you attention?”

“No.”

“Then why did you say that?”

He didn’t answer, but slightly poured instead. I remove myself off his torso and head to the bathroom,

“Be a good boy and wait for me naked on the bed, okay?” Elliot nodded and quickly stood to undress himself as I walked out of the room. I snag my backpack before closing door and removing my own clothing. I changed into his favorite set and exited the bathroom. Elliot was naked, sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting…

COMING TODAY

smutty blurb with Elliot where reader keeps denying that she's into him even though he's currently giving her the time of her life? :)))))

Hell yes.

"Oh, are you still doing that thing where you're ignoring that fact that you're head over heels for me?" Elliot asks, leaning against the locker beside me. Shutting my locker with a slam, I send him a deadpanned look as he chuckles. "Alright, sure." He mutters, stepping closer to me as my cheeks flush, his lips skimming against the shell of my ear. "Have fun trying to deny your feelings for me when I'm knuckle deep in you later." He presses a dainty kiss to my cheek, walking away from me as my thighs clench.

*three hours later in spongebob voice*

"Just tell me you like me and I'll stop." Elliot smirks, his fingers slipping in and out of me as he denies me my orgasm. It had to have been the sixth time now, his lips trailing against my neck as he presses me to the bed. He was set on getting me to admit my very obvious feelings for him but I was not about to give in. "Let's see," he whispers, his body shifting to lay in between my spread legs, "if you tell me how much you like me, I'll go down on you until you're screaming." He offers, my eyes widening as my gaze flickers down to him, his eyes mischievous and teasing. His fingers don't stop, his lips pressing a kiss to my clit as I snap.

"Fine!" I huff, my head thrown back as I try to focus on my words and not on the feeling of him stretching me out, his fingers skilled. "I like you a lot, Elliot. I have for a while, so if you could just please-" My words get cut off my a gasp, his tongue lapping at my clit with hunger.

"That's all I wanted to hear, doll."