The Lake In The Moors

Words can't express what this made me feel just now. 😳😳😳

Damn! How am I going to post *nsftw, if here we only get flagged? (I don't have/I don't intend to have a Twitter)

No blur

WEED IMAGINE

Imagine a smoke session with these two, I can only imagine that you're a Slytherin and Voldemort adopted you into the family. You're brand new and the only reason everyone loved your demeanor was because everyday you were so baked that you could only ever do what you were told. Of course at first they just thought you were just normally obedient but in reality you were always baked. You were always extra early for meetings and when you were always the first one there Voldemort would praise you for your obedience and attendance. One night you were in your room of the Malfoy manor and narcissa and Bella decided to see what you were up too. You were blowing smoke rings through your nose while laying with your back against the floor. Bella gasped "is she dead"? Narcissa chuckles "no she's not dead....she's high". Voice low and lightly raspy. You heard them but couldn't move. You were so caught up in your own high you hadn't realized they were in your room. Eventually they joined you for a session and it turned into a heated makeout session with Bellatrix's hands down your shorts making out with you on your lap while narcissa sat behind you holding your waist leaving searing hot kisses down the length of your neck. They loved the sounds of your moans, it was like music to their ears and they never wanted to stop. "C...cmon guys i- fuck". You moaned feeling so wrapped up in a smoke cloud of bliss that your pupils were glazed with pleasure and lust for the two of them. Since then you always smoked together.

Somebody needs to hear me out...

What if....

(Crybaby type x sevika type)

Cause who doesn't like a fruity patootie who is innocent but not so innocent and ends up with a sevika type that thinks her girlfriend is too soft and turns out to be a freak? Any takers? Lemme know if I should write a draft and post it for y'all to read.

I really said

Agatha x Male Reader headcanons!

• She leaves you for a woman.

Dinner time

It was dinner time and Ellie was hungry. You were in the kitchen whipping up her favorites. You heard her soft humming from down the hallway. " la da da, dum da da" never knew what she would hum. Usually was nothing but nonsense but you loved her regardless of her foolishness. You felt bony soft hands wrap around your waist with a long drag of a wet tounge up your neck. "ooh" baby don't do that you scared me". You moaned but jumped with surprise at the same time. She smirked and bit her lip softly while nipping at your jugular. "it's almost dinner time baby I promise". You said softly. Ellie picked you up and put you on the counter sniffing up your stomach and grabbing hold of your thighs. "ba...baby wait no, dinner is not ready yet". You said whimpering in defeat. "it.....is....now" she said in her dominant demonic voice. You felt nothing but a warm wave shoot through you you could do nothing but moan and writhe underneath this demon before you. "e...Ellie...fuck mommy please". It was that name that sent Ellie on a rampage and from that night till sunrise you were her dinner. She grabbed a hold of your pants ripping them off and shoving her face between your legs not even giving you time to breathe. Her strength was ten times more crazier than yours. You couldn't even move, all you could do was look at her and beg through heavily lidded eyes. She climbed on top of you and found a spot she could mount. Grinding into you all you saw was stars. "fuuuuck baby please". You moaned digging your nails into her red locks. Ellie fucked you deep into the mattress with the strap you bought her. And now she uses it anytime she wants. Uses you anytime she wants. And you never say no to her because how can you. "Little maggot belongs to mommy" is the last thing you heard before you got completely consumed by ecstacy.

I cackled so hard 🤣🤣🤣🤣

no one is doing it like her

this one is lowkey weird but can you please write edr platonic!ellie x reader where ellie plays more of a motherly role towards the reader and is cheering them up after they had a bad day 🙏🙏

sorry i lowkey only request evil dead but ur the only dude that writes them and you write them so well 😭 -🛒anon]

OMG HELLO WELCOME TO THE FAMILY 🛒 ANON (the shopping cart is my favorite emoji omg) ; and oh my lord thank you so much!! and yes I've never really drifted out of this fandom, I only got more attached to it LMAO, please spam me w edr reqs bc I love writing for it lol 🫶🫶🫶

ELLIE BIXLER ; motherly love

summary ; you had a bad day and retreat to the Bixler's apartment

warnings ; language, motherly type of affectionate nicknames (baby, sweetheart, & honey)

genre ; platonic fluff

word count ; 543

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You'd had a rough day at school, which you ranted about the whole rainy bus ride home with Danny. You'd already gotten confirmation that you could come over from the blonde, considering his mother loved you like you were her own, and also because your own mother couldn't love you like how she did.

You threw your things down in your apartment and immediately ran down to the Bixler's, knocking on their door. Kassie opens the door, welcoming you in as she informs you why Bridget wasn't in school today since she was sick. You quickly find Ellie, working at her desk.

Once Bridge scoops up Kassie to help her with the hot glue gun, you turn to the woman you viewed as your mother, tears welling in your eyes. She quickly looks to you, and stands up, wrapping you in a hug.

"Oh, baby, what happened? Are you okay?" She asks, knowing that you got off the bus with Danny no more than ten minutes ago. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know what I'm gonna do with my life, and my fucking guidance counselor was like 'you're gonna be a senior soon, you need to make something of yourself' and I don't know what I'm good at! And fucking no one knows how to shut their mouths and I have no friends other than Danny, and it fucking sucks and I hate this stupid shit!" You rant, crying into her arms. Her red hair slightly drapes over your shoulders and your head, wrapping you in a sort of protection, in a way.

She hugs you a little tighter and rocks you a bit, comforting you by listening and rubbing circles into your back. She listens calmly, holding you tight to give you a sense of protection from the world so nothing could hurt you.

"You're okay, honey, it's okay. I can help you"

"I'm tired of feeling like a fucking loser! I want to do shit with my life, I don't wanna be a deadbeat like my stupid parents!"

"It's okay, you're okay." She strokes a hand through your hair, listening to your weeping, your tears temporarily staining her shirt. "I'll help you, honey, it's okay"

You look up at her, your arms wrapped around her midsection tightly. "Please help me, I can't do this anymore"

"I will, baby, you're gonna be alright. You're gonna get through this. " She lightly smiles with a nod, reassuring you.

You loved that she didn't dumb down your problems or tell you it wasn't a big deal, or that you needed to grow up. Ellie understood you, she understood you more than nearly anyone else in this world, she was your favorite human. You started calling her mom long ago.

She made you dinner and brought over leftovers for you frequently. She bought and brought you old clothes, she was there to comfort you when you were down, and there to help motivate you when you got so depressed that you couldn't function.

"I need help, Mom. I'm scared" You sob, clinging onto her.

"You're gonna be okay, I promise you, I swear to you. Just calm down, okay?" She whispers, noticing you beginning to hyperventilate and hiccup.

"I love you"

"I love you too, sweetheart"

Bath Time

You just gotten back home from a long day at work and you weren't in the mood for anything complicated. You were hungry tired and just wanted to wind down and relax. So you traveled up the steps of your flat and opened the door to your room. "Baby I'm home" you called out to your wife. Nothing but silence swam through the dimly lit apartment. "odd she should be home by now" you said to yourself. Curiosity pricked through you as you began shedding piece by piece of clothing and letting down your defensive walls from the previous meeting before you left work. You heard soft humming in the bathroom so you assumed your wife was in there. Making your way to the bathroom you slowly opened the door and peaked inside. Your beautiful wife lay naked inside the tub with her matted red hair flowing down her shoulders. "so this is what I come home too huh" you said leaning gently against the door. As she flicked her eyes towards you your heart jumped out of its tubes pumping the blood from your brain to your lungs. "B...Baby" she softly growled and clicked. You walked back into your room and grabbed a blunt knowing that was the only thing you experienced on her to know she stays calm that way. "yes baby it's me" you said softly smiling lighting the blunt. You walked back into the bathroom and kneeled beside her. "puff" you said holding the blunt to her lips. She inhaled deeply and blew the smoke right back into your face. "Did you have fun today"? You asked. Ellie nodded with bloodshot eyes. Apparently demons get high easily. She held out her hand taking yours in hers pulling you into the tub. "Baby" you giggled wrapping your arms around her neck. She licked her lips connecting her lips with yours moaning and growling into the kiss. Usually when she acts like this it's because she missed you. You sighed the second her lips connected with your neck sucking on your pulse point. "mmm baby n...not now" you objected softly. She growled softly snaking her arm around your waist softly rubbing circles between your folds. "Ah...fuck e...el" your eyes rolled to the back of your head becoming a whining whimpering mess beneath your wife. You're the happiest when she's home because she can tear you apart without mercy. Who knows what she'll do to you tomorrow when she finds out you're off.

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Maestro (Jinkx) x reader

BIRTHDAY

It was your 21st birthday and your father threw a beautiful ball in town. You lived in the richer part of town so everything you did was pretty much fancy clean and always in order. All of your friends showed up including the ones from school. The party was gorgeous, so many people from your dad's side and moms side to come and celebrate with you. To your surprise your tutor ended up visiting as well. They were the best tutor your parents ever found to help you with your musical studies in school. When you were first starting out in middle school your father set you up with them, the best of the best he called them. You were so excited to meet them that you forgot all about the conversation you were having with your friends and walked over to them.

"Maestro"! You called out. They turned around with the same face that was always beaten by the god with glory and grace. The same up curled smirk from the same rose painted lips that made your chest tight and your palms sweaty. "Shay Summers, my darling darling girl". They said with a purr at the end of the deliciously dangerous sentence. "Maestro, it's so good to see you. I hope I didn't pull you away from any lessons today". You spoke a little more softly than you wanted. Maestro stared at you for a few beats, taking in your eyes lips and slightly flushed cheeks. Since the day they started teaching you on a college ready level they knew they had you wrapped around their chord. "of course not darling, you're the only one I have real use for, how could I possibly posssibly ignore your tremendous event". You bit your lip softly and shifted a little while trying to find your nerve. "can....can I get you a drink? Anything you have in mind"? You asked, trying not to avert your eyes. The maestro slowly rakes their eyes along the delicate plates, bottles and perfectly placed platters of food layed out on the table before slowly stepping a bit closer towards you. "How's about you, me and a bottle of champagne to kick this night off". They said whispering in your ear. You could've sworn your heart skipped 4 trebles and a down beat and maestro knew it. They always knew how to play the game of cat and mouse, only they are never getting rid of what's theirs.