Her Eyes Are So Fuckin Pretty

ellie and her strap will be yours tonight

got work early tmrw but i kind of just want to stay up and write until my eyes burn

ELLIE AT THE MALL HC

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ def speed walks past VS/Pink bc she feels weird and intimidated

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ if dragged in there she will keep her eyes on the floor and on the floor unless absolutely necessary

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ giggles at the sex toys in spencer’s like a 12 yr old

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ will spend hours at a comic store looking for the right edition or funko pop

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ DESPISES bath and body works and Lush. too overstimulating, gives her a headache, likes washing her hands in the sinks though!!

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ do not let her near the lego store. she will leave with a $200 set the size of a small child.

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ loves whenever you let her in the changing room to see you try on outfits

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ WILL cover her eyes whenever you are in between outfits though from respect (and because her cheeks and ears would turn red if she looked)

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ i feel like she’d need noise canceling headphones sometimes to not get too overstimulated

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ hates trying on clothes in the change rooms because she’s paranoid and just hates it

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ would spend $25 for one shirt from Hot Topic and has a bunch of HotCash

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ pays for you when you’re not looking because she wants to be better than any man could ever be (she’s living paycheck to paycheck)

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ CERTIFIED bag holder.

“Hey.. ellie, babe, I can hold them myself. Your fingers are like— losing circulation.”

“Nah I got it.” She replies with a sweet smile as she in fact is losing circulation in her hands.

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ can spend like 1.5 hours in there at most

always an angel, never a god is the exact same sentiment as a pleasure to have in class, should contribute more

hiiiiii i don't know if any of you even remember @ellieschucks ( from maybe like 3 years ago? idfk the passing of time is truly so terrifying i'm so sorry ) but i'm kind of back? just with a different handle

sunbathing + thinking about how if ellie was real #stellie would be our ship name

bbf!ellie covering your mouth to hide your whimpers, her other hand dug deep between your thighs and rubbing you ever so gently. “shhh, baby… we gotta stay quiet,” you could feel her breath fanning your ear, her lips already brushing against it. if it wasn’t for her suppressing your moans, you’d probably have half the world banging at your door, the first people in line probably being everyone else in the house.

your relationship— situationship? something along those lines, it was a mess. from long stares across the room to passionate kissing… to her fingers being knuckle-deep inside of you. everything was a mess. everything was confusing. but you knew one thing for damn sure: never to let your brother find out.

“fuck, ellie,” you tried to mutter out under her hand, “don’t leave anymore marks.” well, that was a first for you. it’s better to be cautious, though. last time she marked up your neck, you had to pull out the ‘curling wand’ card, even then, it was just barely believable. she stifled out a laugh at your words, continuing to drag her teeth along your neck. her body molding into yours, pressing up against you while also pressing you up against the wall.

“s’pretty. how could i stay away from you?” you could feel her lips on your neck. soft. warm. wet. god, just her kisses alone could have you chasing a climax. her nipples peeking out from an old high-school t-shirt that wrapped loosely around her body and you can only imagine how wet she is under those plaid briefs. while your mind wanders, her touch gets hotter on your skin. her fingers dipped between your folds, her other hand pressing even tighter against your lips, letting no more noises come out of you.

her lips had a mind of their own, attacking your neck with her teeth just barely biting on your delicate skin. “i’ll be gentle with you, baby. you know i always am.” she knew what she was doing. she kept you nice and quiet, all pretty and pathetic under her power. she knew how to make you crumble. make you cum. she knew what you loved and what you hated. and she definitely heard you tell her no marks.

“e-ellie…” a quiet moan barely escaped as you felt her teeth sink in, “mmph— shit.” it was all so much. the rhythm of her fingers growing faster, teeth sinking deeper into your neck, her front pressed up right against your ass. she was so close and yet you were even closer.

“mhmm. you’re s’good for me. always lettin’ me fuck you whenever i want,” she finally raised her head up to whisper into your ear, “anytime, anywhere, all the fuckin’ time, huh?” grunting against the back of your head, breathing heavier. “s’fucking good to me.”

masculinity is so beautiful when it isn’t a man doing it

ahhh tysm for 100 followers 🥹🥹

psa!!! a gentle reminder not to listen to strangers by ethel cain when in the middle of your bi-monthly spiral about that one wlw relationship that didn’t work out 👍🏼