#ell speaks

[rabbitmaskedd]

okay but like. hear me out here has anybody made a vampire au of Tinrose w/ Nessa as a vampire. because I think that would be very cool actually

Also! another reason why she could keep boq indoors with her all the time!! And I kept remembering Nessa’s act 2 dress and thinking about this au idea specifically

[ell-arts]

Me: New oneshot fic on da horizon! In a week, at least! More art coming because more time! CMC update soon!!1!

Also me: *radio silence for literally three weeks*

Okay look, in my defence! 😃 Graduation day went amazing! But there was also tons of prep work leading up to it, AND additional prep work with getting my apartment cleaned out and ready for moving. 2 days after graduation, I moved back in with my parents for the time being (their house being 5 hours away from my apartment, quite the drive! :D) and then in the days afterwards we had to sort the house out for Christmas and just sort out a lot of admin stuff since me moving.

So in a nutshell, I am ✨🌟Exhausted🌟 ✨

I'm gonna take my time to recharge my batteries and settle into a new normal for me. Job searching will start soon, but that's only something to start worrying about in January :) Overall, I am SO READY for the new year!

Okay this time I AM NOT promising anything...but wouldn't it be cool if I could get both this new oneshot AND a CMC update out in time for Christmas? Ya'll better be sending some prayers and positive energy vibes if that's something you want haha

[pansyeyes]

in my dreams one day i finish my bachelor’s degree and go on to get my masters in art conservation or and i move to some big city and work in a big museum and have a cozy apartment with a cat or two and maybe a partner who loves me and i love them and we go on walks and do coffee dates and figure life out and i have just enough time left over to dedicate to everything i love

[deepbluecomputer]

the cuntress & some bi dude

[ghsface]

I CAN SEE YOU - spencer reid

summary: You watched him from a distance, dreaming of a moment when you could muster the courage to talk to him beyond the professional.

warnings: spencer reid x bau!fem reader ,kissing and I think that's all, if I'm missing something let me know.

author's note: The only thing I can do when I listen to this song is imagine Spencer, idk why this reminds me so much of him. I hope you like it and I'm sorry if there are mistakes/misspelled words, my native language is not English.🎀

All the friction in the hallways when you found him going to get some files or when you were going to see Penelope, all the stolen glances that you noticed almost every day when you were at your desk, even when they were on the Jet, he never took your eyes off.

The FBI office in Quantico was bustling with constant activity, but you were always lost in thought while pretending to review a file. You couldn't help but let your eyes wander to Spencer Reid, the genius of the team, who was sitting at his desk, engrossed in his books or his work.

You saw it every day, noticing the small details that others overlooked. The way he bit his lip when he was focused, how his fingers played with his hair when he was nervous.

There was something hypnotic about him, something that made you feel an inexplicable connection. But you always lacked the courage. You didn't want to risk your professional friendship, or your place on the team, for feelings that might not be reciprocated.

That afternoon, after a particularly tiring day, you found yourself reviewing some reports at your desk, trying to keep yourself busy. Most of the office had already left, leaving you alone with your group mates, leaving the place a little silent. You realized Spencer was there too, working on a file.

"Hi, Spence," you said, trying to sound casual as you approached his desk. The way he looked at you made your heart skip a beat.

“Hey, y/n,” he responded, his tone relaxed but attentive. "I thought you had already gone"

"No, I don't have to do three reports yet, it's like it's never going to end," you said, smiling warmly but with noticeable tiredness on your face.

Conversation flowed effortlessly as you shared stories and laughter as the two of you completed your reports. You felt more and more comfortable around him, and the connection you felt was palpable. As the afternoon wore on, you noticed a growing tension in the air, an implicit desire that you both seemed to share.

But all this was interrupted when you had to go get a file. "I have to go get a file," you said, getting up from your chair. "Wait, I'll come with you anyway, I am missing a file to finish this," he said, getting up and following you to the room where all the files were.

The filing room was dark and lined with shelves, and the atmosphere was filled with a tension that had nothing to do with work.

As we reviewed the files we were looking for, the conversation flowed naturally. We talked about books, movies, and of course the case we were reporting on.

Suddenly, I found a file that looked promising, but it was on a high shelf. I asked Spencer to help me reach it. As he reached out to grab it, I lost my balance and fell backwards. Just before I hit the ground, I felt Spencer's arms wrap around me, cushioning my fall.

"Are you OK?" he asked, his voice soft and concerned.

I nodded, feeling my heart beat faster than usual, not only from the shock, but also from the sudden closeness to Spencer. His eyes were shining with a mix of concern and something else she couldn't identify.

We stayed in that position for a moment, and the air between us was charged with a tension I had never felt before. Slowly, Spencer helped me to my feet, but his hands remained on my arms, as if he didn't want to let me go.

"Thank you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled, a shy but genuine smile that made my heart beat even faster. Before I realized what I was doing, I leaned towards him. Spencer didn't pull away, instead he closed the distance between us.

Our lips met in a soft, sweet kiss, filled with a suppressed emotion that had been building for a long time.

The kiss intensified quickly. We moved to a corner of the file room, out of sight of anyone who might enter. Our bodies joined in a dance of desire, the outside world fading as we gave ourselves to each other. Passion drove us to undo buttons and explore with trembling hands, desire growing with every second.

Just when the moment seemed like it was going to end in something more, a noise outside the room made us stop abruptly. We looked at each other, both out of breath and with flushed cheeks.

"We should stop," Spencer said, her voice hoarse and thick with emotion.

I nodded, trying to regain my composure. We made up the best we could and parted ways, knowing that what had just happened would change our relationship forever.

Leaving the archive room, we meet the team. Derek looked at us with an amused smile.

"Where have you been?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and a mischievous smile on his face.

I felt my cheeks blush, but before I could respond, Spencer took the initiative.

"Checking some important files," he said, with an enigmatic smile.

The team accepted the explanation, although not without some suspicious looks. As the night wore on, I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened in the file room. It was an intense and beautiful, albeit interrupted, moment that marked the beginning of something new and exciting between Spencer and I, something I was eager to explore further.

𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ

Months later...

From that day on, Spencer and I began a secret relationship. We kissed in hidden places in the office, taking advantage of every opportunity to be together without being seen. Meetings became an excuse to brush hands under the table, and coffee breaks were furtive moments of quick kisses in deserted hallways.

One night while working late, we met again in the file room. The tension between us was palpable, and we couldn't resist. Spencer cornered me against a bookshelf, his lips meeting mine in a hungry kiss. His hands explored my body urgently, and I found myself responding with the same intensity.

"We have to be careful," Spencer whispered against my lips, his breathing ragged.

"I know," I replied, my fingers tangling in his hair, "but I can't help it."

Our secret romance continued, each encounter filled with the thrill of the forbidden. Despite the risks, neither of them wanted to stop. The passion we shared was too strong, and every kiss and caress only fueled our desire more.

𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖

your reblogs and replies are always appreciated dearly☆

[emilys-house]

The BAU as lyrics from each Taylor Swift album: Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)

The BAU - ‘Long Live’

Masterlist ✰

[spellewrites]

and if i said pope smau? what then

academic rivals to lovers, anyone?

[spinninhavs]

ya this is my baby right here

[saltwaterburns]

The lack of Elle fics on this app is CRIMINAL and should be investigated. Why isn't everyone obsessed ?

[rabbitmaskedd]

i know the entire fandom despises maddie but i still love her i'm ngl

[cherriesforheaven]

Eleanor De Vries 1874 - 1900 🦇

[deepbluecomputer]

patti smith and candy darling

[ellethespaceunicorn-masterlist]

🌸Elle the Space Unicorn's Masterlist🌸

Reader inserts will have no descriptors, OFCs will be black and plus-sized(unless otherwise stated). I love being able to give girls/femmes who look like me the chance to romance some of their faves.

🌸Bless my muse...🌸

I love to write fanfiction. Right now, my main muse is Henry Cavill. But I also like some Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan characters (see actor masterlists to know who I will write for - send prompts or requests to @ellethespaceunicorn HERE).

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Henry Cavill Masterlist

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An Angel Without Wings - Explicit - Frank Castle x Unnamed!Black!OFC - When she needs him to take control, he’s there for her.

Let me know if you wanna be added and for what plz, so far only these categories 😁 Let me know if you ever want to be removed!

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Bright Like The Moon

Love, Napoleon!

Daddy Knows Best

Don't Take My Sunshine Away

The Howling in Claw Creek Forest

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[rhetorical-conscience]

Nick: From now on, we'll be using code names. You can address me as 'Eagle One.'

Nick: Imogen, code name; 'been there, done that.'

Nick: Charlie is 'currently doing that.'

Nick: Elle is 'it happened once in a dream.'

Nick: Tara, code name; 'if I had to pick a lesbian.'

Nick: Tao is...

Tao:

Nick: 'Eagle Two.'

Tao: Oh, thank God.

[blackberreh-art]

me just realizing that everyone seems to draw Gwen as blonde;;;;

[patiencespardon]

loose ends to tie up (12065 words) by patiencespardon Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ekko/Jinx (League of Legends) Characters: Ekko (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends) Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Fix-It of Sorts, Bittersweet Ending, Character Study, Mutual Pining, One Night Stands, of a sort, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, First Time, Sharing Clothes, Penis In Vagina Sex, Gentle Sex, Canon Compliant, Hurt/Comfort Summary: Jinx'd had big plans involving herself and a date with an airship headed who-knows-who-cares-where. But if she’s too busted-up to crawl in a straight line through a fucking ventilation shaft, she doesn’t have a chance at clambering through rigging. Time to think about this critically. Where’s a girl to go, after she’s faked her own death? What hidden hearth is she to crawl to, what savior is there to give her refuge? Well. Of all the girls in the world who have faked their own deaths, she must be an especially lucky one, because, even if she has to scoot on her ass through an air duct to get there, she knows exactly where she’s going. Or, a season two post-finale timebomb fix-it, wherein some very important conversations are finally had and some very long-term pining is finally resolved.

long time no see!! I have remembered I 1. have a tumblr and 2. write things sometimes!! so here, some timebomb for my dash. more fic to come in the new year!! <3