#evil dead rise x reader

[lowkeyrobin]

MORGAN DAVIES ; behind the scenes

summary ; childhood friends to lovers with actor pookies 🤞

warnings ; language

disclaimers ; idk specifically how the others act irl because I obviously don't know them personally, be aware that they might be a little out of character ; Conan Gray references, reader is described to have positive sensory experiences with hair and scratchy/fuzzy textures cause why not

requested by ; @callsignwidow

word count ; 1.2k

masterlist

"Hey Morg!" You smile, seeing your long-time friend leave the set, walking towards you. "How's it going?" You ask, handing him a bag of takeout food you'd just picked up for him.

He accepts it graciously with a smile. He's dressed in a blue sweatshirt and black pants, a few droplets of fake blood splattered across his blonde hair. "Thank you! And good, you wanna come up?" He asks, pointing back at the apartment complex where the movie was being shot in.

You nod with a shrug, "Yeah, let's go enter the demon possessed apartment complex"

He pats your shoulder, pulling you inside to hide away from the scorching New Zealand heat. You walk up the multiple flights of stairs, reaching the filming floor. You're happily greeted by Gabrielle and Nell, the two having been eating lunch in the hallway. Alyssa and Lily were finishing up a scene inside, prompting you to take a seat with them and Morgan.

He opens the bag and shares the chips and gauc with the girls, and opens up the styrofoam box to reveal his quesadillas.

"Those are the greasiest quessadillas I've ever seen" Gabrielle chuckles, watching Morgan use one of the shitty napkins in the bag to dab away some of the grease.

"It's Taco Bell, of course it's greasy!" He exclaims, taking a bite of the cheesey tortilla. "Right, Y/n?"

You quickly nod, rushing to his defense.

"What point are you trying to prove?"

"I dunno"

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"You showed up just to ruin shit for me! I tried leaving all of you in the past for a reason! I wish you'd just stay in my memories, go away!" You shout, "There's no reason to think we could ever exist again. Get over it!"

Tears run down your cheeks and neck, dark, artificial circles under your eyes. Tear stains cover the outer corners of your eyes. Your hands were balled into fists, fingers clenched so tightly that your knuckles were turning white.

"Cut!"

You exhale, shaking hands with your costar as you step off the set. Your familiar blonde friend rushes to your side to hug you, cheering on your performance.

"That was crazy! You're so like, it's surreal when you act like that, really." A smile painting his face, arms slung around your shoulders.

The shorter, faded sides of his mullet scratch your jaw a bit, a weird comfort you found in his hugs. His hugs were always so warm and welcoming, so scratchy and fuzzy, like that childhood nostalgia of TV static. He didn't mind your hands getting lost in his hair, he knew the sensory was a positive stimulation for you, something that grounded you.

"That was so good! Holy fuck!" He smiles, patting you on the back as you fully exit your character's state of mind and thoughts, and separate theirs from yours. "That's impressive, really. You on-command cry so well!" He chuckles, patting your cheeks a few times to show you some physical love.

"Thank you, thank you" You lightly smile, accidently looking down at his lips a little too long before looking back up at his eyes.

The directors, producers, and cameramen all had their backs facing you, giving some sense of privacy as you two talk. You'd finally finished the day around nine, your tiredness apparent to Morgan. You stand far off to the side, out of everyone's way.

"C'mon, I'll take you home" He offers, leading you outside as you nod.

You'd walked here. You wanted to go home with him and just jump in your bed and sleep. You'd been up since nearly four this morning to finish up the final scenes of this movie you were working on. Finally, though, it was over.

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On the car ride home, which was luckily within two hours of the final set you were on for the passion project movie you were starring in, it was relatively quiet. You couldn't sleep in the car, you rest your head against the seatbelt, and stare out the window, watching all the trees and lamp posts on the side of the highway pass by.

The blonde, driving, let you connect your phone to the radio to play music. You'd been playing some calmer music, considering you were tired and weren't in for anything upbeat.

Morgan knew the location of your home like the back of his hand, like you were his second home, because you were. Being so close for so long created a weird string between you two, something so lovely and fuzzy inside the both of you.

You drink the bottled love water out of the cupholder in the center console, which he'd brought just for you. Even though it was still cold from being in the fridge, it bubbled a warmth inside your stomach. A warmth that reminded you of the person sitting next to you. The person who gave you unconditional love and support through everything.

You end up falling asleep halfway through the drive, which he notices quickly. As you arrived at your destination, however, he had to make a decision. Either wake you up, or ruffle through your belongings, get your house keys, and carry you inside as carefully as possible.

Of course, he picked the latter.

Luckily enough, the interior lights turning on as he parked the car didn't awake you, clearly fallen into a deep slumber. He opens the door to your residence, then carries your backpack of belongings inside, then finally, you. He carefully lays you on your bed, then covers you with a light blanket that sat at the foot of your mattress.

He runs a hand through his hair before you stir, catching him off gaurd. He fills with worry and guilt, not having wanted to wake you up at all.

"Thanks, Morg" You mumble, hiding your eyes in your arm, shielding yourself from the light pouring in from the hallway and the lamp nearby. "You can spend the night if you wanna"

"Okay" He nods, "I'll be out on the couch if you need me" He turns around, walking towards your door before you stop him.

"No, like-" You speak, rubbing your eyes a bit before he quickly turns off the lamp for you. "-You can lay in here. You don't have to sleep on the couch. We've been friends for like, ever, it's fine"

"That's the problem" He mumbles

"Huh?" You hum, squinting your eyes as they adjust to the lighting, looking up at him.

He lightly sighs, "I don't wanna be just friends. Okay? And that's awful of me to say, considering you probably won't remember this because you're exhausted and we've been only friends for so long. Anyways, I'm... I'm gonna go sleep on the couch, if you need anything"

"Morgan-"

"What?"

"Come lay down, you dork"

"What?"

You roll your eyes and flop back down onto your pillow. "Get your ass to sleep next to me before I knock you out myself"

"Loud and clear," He replies, quickly scurrying to your side after turning the hallway light off. He toes his shoes off at the end of the bed and climbs into it with you, keeping distance. "So about..."

"Yeah, yeah. Goodnight, love" You reply, pulling the covers over your shoulders.

Astonished, only a singular select word is able to leave his lips.

"Goodnight"

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☆ 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: random things danny does

☆ 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: danny/gn!reader

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: ooc, just some random hcs, i'm bored

☆ 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: no

-ㅤㅤ he loves scaring you

Even tho you hate it, he just can't resist the urge to make you jump when he creeps up behind you.

He love the noises you make and how you start punching him, which most of the time ends up in a soft make out session, so that's even more of a reason for him to continue.

-ㅤㅤ he makes you mixtapes

He puts every song in it which reminds him of you. Most of them are lovey dovey and romantic, he thinks it describes your relationship the best.

-ㅤㅤ he loves just cuddling with you

He could lay all day in bed with you, you even skipped school a few times just to stay in each others warmth.

You also love to tease him while doing so, but Kassie keeps interrupting you so that leaves Danny very frustrated when you ditch him to play with his sister. But that makes him love you even more.

© 2024, vante1920pm

[mimilogoff]

you're my music

song: the night we meet

warnings: angst to fluff?, violence, death(not Danny nor you)

"I want to show you something," Danny said as he guided me to his room and locked it. "okay.....what is it?" I said squinting my eyes at Danny, grabbing my hand he dragged me fast in front of his work table, and then I saw the demonic-looking book. "Danny.... what's this, where did you get it from?" I asked with concern, I had a little hobby in the field of witchcraft and I already knew that whatever this was, wasn't good." That's why I called you to come over! I told you there was an earthquake!" he said while looking at you with that look that I knew too well, he wanted to do something with that book, something you wouldn't like not one bit. "Danny, how did you find it?" you asked with concern visible on your face. "when I was in the garage with those annoying rats, the earthquake came, and after it, I saw that there was a hole and went to check. You should have seen what was inside, it was like an ancient bank, but anyway, after I got inside I went a little bit ahead and saw a dark room with many crosses and coins hanging from the roof-" I stopped Danny from his paragraph with grabbing the book and putting it inside the cover it came with. "were going to place it back where you found it from" I said with my hands visibly trembling, this was a demon book, something none should ever touch. "but mom won't let me out tonight" Danny looked at me with that piercing look of his, oh how I wish I could kiss those lips...get yourself together! you mentally slapped yourself then sighed in frustration. "tomorrow first thing in the morning you're returning that book!" I told him with a stern voice. "but I could sell it for a good price!" Danny compromised with me. "no, Danny! this is very dangerous!" Danny looked at me with sadness in his eyes then he snapped "You don't know anything! The money I would sell this for would be a blast for Mom! you would never understand!" I let him finish and without a word, I went out, he did not even bother to follow me or say sorry, no, not a word. I hope he at least will follow what I told him. As I was walking home to my cold and dark appartament I had one of the worst feelings, should have I not left? ... ... ... Its his choice! I warned him! I continued to ramble to myself till I arrived at my appartament. Going to the bathroom i looked myself in the mirror, what is he doing right now, is he thinking about me how I'm thinking about him? nah, no way, he surely doesn't even care about me, literally forgot about me, I tell myself as I walk into the shower, while washing my face i couldn't stop thinking about Dann, is he good? is he sleeping? my mind couldn't stop thinking about it, about him, what is he doing? is he thinking about me like im thinking about him? at least 10 precent? no way could he ever... i keept telling myself the same thing till i somehow found myself in the kitchen making some tea. 3AM read on my phone, oh dear lord how did time pass that fast? i continued as i was making my way to the bed ploping in it and dozing off in an instant.

RING!?

RING!?

RING!?

I shot my eyes open searching for my phone and looking at the contact...Danny? at 5AM? I answered, ready to scold him for calling me so early in the morning but I got interrupted by rapid breathing and hearing him scream at the phone for me to open the gates to the building I lived in, as I was rushing to press the button to it I heard him scream about his mom going crazy and all his family going crazy then I heard him running up the stairs to the 4th floor where I was so I opened the door and ran downstairs towards him when I saw him all bloody with his left arm covered in blood and visibly stab wound i=I helped him upstairs to my apartment and when I got him inside I locked the door as he kept shouting too, and started to undress him from the top to see the wound, not calling the ambulance as he said that he doesn't want to. "what happened?!" I asked him while searching in the kitchen for a pair of scissors without letting him answer I went into the bathroom to find the med kit then ran back to the kitchen almost slipping and starting to rapidly and messily throw everything on the table to find the disinfectant "tell me what happened?" I asked the second time a little bit calmer so as to not alarm him even more "Bite my shoulder if it hurts too much you'll tell me later what happened." I said as I started pouring the disinfectant on his wound making him scream and bite my shoulder making me wince in pain but I continued pouring, after making sure I got it clean I bandaged it as good as I could, his shoulder, arm, then locked it with a piece that went around his other shoulder. I sigh as I sit on the chair next to his handing him a glass of water. "now, tell me what happened." I asked as my hand went to his tight comforting." I.....I...I opened that damn book...and- and-" he began then got interrupted by his own sobs, I already knew what happened." did someone remain alive?" I asked as I looked at him sobbing not wanting yet to hug him, I had to know the truth. "yes Kassie and Beth, but They remained inside To kill it, I... I couldn't help and I just ran, it's all my fault-" he continued to sob then I hugged him. "Let's go to bed so you can lay and rest, you had a long night," I told him as I got up and helped him get up then he looked at me panicked "What's wrong?" I asked him then he shock his head and kept on saying that he didn't deserve to go to sleep and wake up, I then only realized how bad he actually felt "Oh Danny... come to bed, you deserve it, you're alive for a reason, stay alive for me, please." I beg as I look at him with pure love. He nods and grabs my hand as he lets himself dragged to my bedroom. When I let him sit after helping him to get his pants down and wash himself in the bathroom next to my bedroom I help him get the pajama pants he left over other times he came. I help him lay in my bed and as I go to the other side to go under the blankets too he grabs me with his right arm "Can you cuddle me...please?" he never asked me for physical touch, not saying a word I gently take him in my arms and make sure he's comfortable, with his head on my chest.

Before falling asleep he muttered something, something that will allways remain with me

"I love you.....please never leave me"

I kiss his forehead and whisper I love you, even tho he will never know how truly I love him, for how long I loved you, you will never leave me, you have nowhere to go, you have no one. I say to myself as I watch him sleep, oh how id do anything for you, my love.....

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Deadite!Reader (Evil Dead Rise 2023)

Kandarian Demon Or Deadite?

Quotes….

“Open the door like you opened your legs you stinking groupie slut!”

“I will swallow your soul…..Two souls?”

“Ellie waits for you in hell and your unborn bastard baby.”

“Everybody here dies by dawn, Beth.”

“Nothing like a big old hug and kiss from you won’t fix….Open up now…like a good girl.”

“Do it for mom and dad.”

“Mommy’s with the maggots now.”

“I do…I’m free now…free from all you titty-sucking parasites.”

“Hi there…Cutie pie.”

“I had the most beautiful dream…We were together sitting in a tall forest the air was clean and the birds were singing the sweetest mel…m..melodies?…it was a perfect day and all I could think about is how much i wanted to cut you all open and crawl inside your bodies so we could stay one happy family together.”

“Who wants to rot next? Eney…meeny MINY!…You..”

[heatedwither]

in the white.

deadite! ellie x fem reader.

summary- when you finally come back to the apartment from your trip to the grocery store, ellie notices something different about your scent.

word count- 4.7k.

warnings- smut, mentions of blood and violence, cursing.

note- this has been in my drafts forever. i’ve decided to release this before ‘the decay of your body’ because i am very excited to share this, and to be honest, i am proud of this one.

being held captive by a walking corpse was not something you were looking forward to. from the moment that trained nose took in the faintest whiff of your scent, she knew. that was the one. you were gonna be the one human she spared and kept hidden from the outside world, only staying by her side because she cannot understand why you would even need to be away from her when your job is to just sit there and look pretty for her. and as much as she wants to tackle you down and make you bleed that gorgeous shade of red, she can’t risk passing a demon onto you and watching it take over her precious girl’s body, that’s her job. you aren’t allowed to leave the apartment, roaming the building is a big no because ellie would not hesitate to drag those demons back down to hell, laughing as she pulverized them to nothing. rarely are you ever allowed to go outside, unless you need one of those monthly trips to the grocery store that ellie hates so badly since it feels like forever that you are gone, and those revolting scents that are plastered onto your body nearly makes her fall into a fit of rage. those disgusting humans had the audacity to get too close to what belongs to her.

ellie is absolutely and utterly obsessed with all things you. it was because of her obsession that you are alive and breathing instead of rotting like all the other poor souls in the building. forget about having time to yourself, alone time is out of the question. ellie needs to be right in your face at all times. you're trying to cook something? she's right there looming over you. shower time? you better not lock the door because she will bang and bang until the door finally caves in.

it’s a good thing she’s limited to the apartment, if she were able to roam the city there would be nothing but chaos, ellie would make sure to slaughter anyone she comes into contact with. that person is too close? dead. he smells weird? dead. that innocent person who hasn’t even acknowledged your existence? dead.

she’ll go on and on and rant about how she’ll hunt them down and gut them with her own hands, something you have to listen to while she tries to remove that awful smell from your body and replace it with hers, which results in you being pinned down and smothered by a very possessive demon. all the while she’s letting out a low, guttural noise as she attaches to your body, making sure you can’t slip out of her grasp. it didn't take much for ellie to turn absolutely feral, she's like that by nature, but you bring out another side of her that she has not experienced, something that demon was not aware of.

you struggle, but there’s no way you can wiggle out of her tight hold. one hand holds your arms above your head while the other is wrapped around your neck, threatening to squeeze just a little harder if you continue thrashing around and making this difficult for her. any other time she may enjoy watching you try so helplessly to shake her off, but right now she needs to rub her scent on you. there is no way she is going to let you stink up her apartment with someone else’s filthy stench, especially if it’s stuck to you, her human. ellie didn't care what the situation was or where you were, if she noticed a difference in your scent she was gonna mount you and keep you underneath her, lasting for however long she wanted.

all you could see was her tangled red hair and the perfect ink that was still visible on her graying skin. you were panting, breathing hard and ellie twitched at the smallest change in your scent- fear and excitement. perhaps that was what drew her to you in the first place, how delicious your fear was, the intoxicating scent of your blood growing hotter whenever you are in her presence. your heartbeat thumping so hard in your chest that she can hear a mile away. it’s unlike the other humans, she can hunt them down and hack and slash away at their bodies for game but you, she cannot bring herself to actually harm you. as much as she would like to see you looking pretty in a pool of blood, she needs you alive for her.

you're her sweet girl, her human that was made for her. you can be troublesome at times, but ellie will always put you back in your place and remind you who's the bigger, more lethal person between the two of you. you try not to give her any problems just so you can stay alive another day, but you are only human and no matter how many times you are exposed to ellie's behavior, a part of you will always be terrified of her and what she can do to you whenever she's had enough.

her face is now buried in your neck, her long tongue lapping away right against that spot where she has perfectly mapped out one of your major arteries. that specific area, pumping and pulsing with blood. it’s one of her favorite spots to just nudge her nose, taking in your scent as she drags her tongue against your skin, leaving behind that black liquid that occasionally seeps from her mouth whenever she locks eyes with you. her nails dig into your shoulders, deep, but not enough to actually break skin.

you’d be lying if you said you didn’t secretly enjoy how vulnerable and weak ellie made you feel. here she was, pinning you down and drooling all over you, rubbing that pungent odor all over your body. at first you thought you’d never get used to having this demon smother you in that foul stench and practically glue herself to you most of the time, but after many tiring occasions you grew used to it, and to be honest, you liked it.

you wince and let out one of those whimpers she loves so much. her body twitches and her hand slowly trails down your chest, her fingers grazing the material of your shirt before frantically ripping it off of you. there goes another one of your shirts ruined, but ellie did not care one bit, simply due to the fact that it was in the way, and she never understood why you felt the need to wear pieces of cloth over your body especially since you looked so perfect undressed. the cold air hit your chest, making you shiver, but that was enough for ellie to grab your hips and lift them up slightly so she could press them against hers. she slowly started grinding against you, dragging her tongue against your skin, tracing your veins and arteries underneath your flesh. her hands undid your bra, which she was nice enough to not rip off this time. her face immediately went to your breasts, which she enjoyed licking and nipping at. she’s always adored your body, but she loved littering your skin in bruises.

you could feel the vibrations in her throat as her mouth attached to your soft flesh, her tongue was burning up- just like the rest of her body that was producing so much friction against you. ellie had mounted herself on your thigh, her bony fingers pressing into your hips as she rocked against you.

ellie finally removed her face from your chest, locking eyes with you and drooling at the sight of her sweet girl all flustered and burning up just for her. that look that drove her crazy, your eyes peering up at her and your lips parted, letting out small pants and huffs.

“please… ellie..”

you begged, but you had no idea what you were actually begging for. all you knew was that you wanted ellie to touch every part of you, smother you in her eye watering scent once again and somehow, press herself harder against you. your pleads were music to her ears, often times she would tease you endlessly just to hear you beg and whine so pathetically. this woman took pleasure in watching you suffer, she loved how you reacted to every little thing she did, she could barely lay a finger on you and you would absolutely lose your mind. ellie took pride in this, her being the only one who could have such an effect on you. she knew you would always submit to her, you were her good girl after all. she leaned her face closer to yours, her slender fingers creeping up to your jaw and holding it in place so you had no choice but to meet her piercing gaze.

“please, what?”

ellie's voice turned deep, demonic, much different than that sweet motherly voice she usually used around you. that feral grin turned into a straight face and you knew ellie was completely serious, she wasn't very pleased with you referring to her as that name. she had allowed you to call her ellie sometimes, but the demon always reminded you that ellie was somewhere burning away in hell. you could feel her claws poking into your flesh, ellie's patience was non existent, you knew if she asked you something you better reply quick and not make her wait. if she was upset, you better hope that you can somehow managed to calm her down.

your heart started racing, you knew you messed up, this was the part where ellie finally tosses you aside and puts an end to you, right when you were enjoying her feral and carnal nature towards you. truth be told, ellie had no plans of getting rid of you, she enjoyed implementing fear inside you. she’ll sink her claws in your flesh just a little more if that means seeing you shake underneath her.

“sorry… mommy”

you whined, face turning red in embarrassment as the words bounced off your tongue. ellie’s lips soon curled into that wide grin she usually has plastered on her face, her pupils dilating and that pungent black sludge dripping from her mouth that you weren’t such a big fan of, but since it was from ellie you thought of it as a form of affection.

“good girl. now… what do you want from me, hm?”

ellie’s hips started moving slowly again, just barely pressing against your thigh. her grip on your jaw softened and her fingers caressed the side of your face. as soft as ellie tried being with you, it never lasted for long, it was something you still had to teach her, and ellie wasn’t the greatest at understanding how humans worked. you once tried teaching her what a simple hug was, but ellie stared at you like you were insane and figured you wanted something else. you never realized it, but you taught ellie a lot. as clueless as she can be about humans she’s noticed everything you do- your habits, the way you do everything. ellie has studied you carefully and there was nothing she hadn’t already seen you do. she doesn’t understand why you do things, but she knows you do them.

a wave of embarrassment hit you again. you knew what you wanted, but actually saying it? you wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out. you knew ellie found amusement in your embarrassment, she would brutally tease you and degrade you for being such a filthy girl.

you couldn’t handle it anymore. ellie made you feel so dirty, but you enjoyed it because it was her making you feel so dirty. right now all you could think of was ellie’s hands roaming every part of your body, how every touch made your skin grow hot and much to your embarrassment, how much you wanted to grind onto her perfect thighs.

your scent changed, ellie immediately picked up on it. her head twitched and you could hear a clicking sound erupting from her throat, she could smell your arousal. you could hear her sniffing around and soon she lowered herself, dragging her nose from your breast to your stomach slowly. those faint touches were enough to make you soak through your panties, her face was buried against the waist line of your skirt, just sniffing, trying to take in as much of your arousal as she could.

ellie didn’t seem to be interested in your response anymore, that was a first- but now she’s currently occupied with something else. she’s focused on that sweet scent coming from between your legs. a low growl vibrated from her throat and before you could even look at her again she was already peering up at you with her shit eating grin. you locked eyes with her and you could feel the blood rush to your cheeks.

so many delectable scents coming from her sweet girl. it was difficult for ellie to actually hold back, you could tell from those guttural noises and the way her nails dug into the flesh on your hips.

“answer me you filthy slut”

of course she didn’t forget.

you whimpered at the raspy demonic voice, your eyes closing and threatening to release a tear. ellie’s voice never failed to make you jump. the woman in general was terrifying, and you’ve accepted the fact that she always will be like that. your thighs shut together and a tingly feeling shot through your body, another proof of ellie’s effect on you. there was something about those bloody fingers, the ones that tried their best to caress you but always ends up burrowing into your skin. her face that was always so close to yours, covered in blood and saliva that you would occasionally wipe off at times and ellie would just stare at you, confused as to why you did that. and her voice, the way she could change from a calming motherly one to something so terrifying and evil. this woman gave you butterflies in every way. it took a while getting accustomed to her demon antics, but you are probably just as obsessed with her as she is with you.

“t-touch me? please, mommy?”

you begged nicely, just as ellie taught you to do. if you were a good girl and begged for her she may or may not stop teasing you so much, but ellie always did what she wanted and that also meant ignoring your requests if she felt like doing so. she was selfish in a way, but her demon brain can’t understand actually giving in for a human and doing as they say. that doesn’t mean she doesn’t listen to you, ellie believes you are the only exception but even the exception doesn’t always get what she wants.

ellie’s head lifted just slightly so she could get a good look at you, her weak little human who’s looking so cute and vulnerable. she was pleased with how well you could beg, though ellie was always one to make you beg until you got sick and tired of it. you think batting your lashes and being cute could make her cave in? she wasn’t going to let you get what you want so easily. her fingers danced around the material of your skirt, lifting it up a little. you knew she was teasing, there wasn’t a time ellie had ever let you get what you wanted so easily.

“ohhh you greedy girl”

ellie laughed at how pitiful you looked. god, you couldn’t even look at her anymore. one more glance and you were sure that evil grin would send you into a fit of frustration and a tear may or may not run down your cheek. you could feel her graze your thighs, tracing over the marks she littered on you last time.

“such a filthy little slut. all you can do is beg for me to ruin you, isn’t that right?”

she wasn’t wrong, thoughts of ellie occupied many parts of your brain, often pushing aside other thoughts to make more room for all things ellie, and right now all you can think about is ellie using you to her liking. her words made you squirm underneath her, and you nodded your head. at this point you didn’t really care how pathetic and needy you looked, you wanted ellie and you didn’t care how much you had to please her. truthfully, you wanted to please her. you wanted ellie to be proud of you and praise you. the thought of her ever losing interest in you was terrifying, so you felt the need to always meet her expectations, even if she did have high standards.

“mhm.. yes… yes mommy”

your words came out between breaths. ellie's hand was now higher up your thigh and her finger tugged at your panties before once again, ripping them off of you along with your skirt. there was something about how aggressive ellie was that never failed to get you aroused. she's a demon, but she's your demon, who, despite being hostile to any living thing around her, has a soft spot for you and only you. even if she does threaten you or lose her temper sometimes, annoy you to the point of wanting to make an escape from the apartment, you know it wouldn't be the same without her.

ellie did not waste any time grabbing onto your thighs and forcing them apart, exposing your dripping cunt to her. it felt like she was taking forever to finally touch you, when you peered up at her you could see her darkened saliva leak from her gritted teeth. she noticed your gaze and she stared at you, giving you a little smirk before lowering her head and resting her forehead against your stomach. the look she gave you forced another stream of arousal to leak out of you and all you wanted was to shove her face between your legs and keep her there, but you knew ellie took her time with you- unless she was having one of those moments where she desperately needed to mate with you.

it was typical ellie behavior to press her nose into your skin and sniff you, you were used to that, but when her hot breath is so dangerously close to your cunt, and you can feel her throat vibrate against your clit, you almost lose it there. her hands are on your waist, keeping you still as she drags her mouth down your abdomen. it wasn't like ellie to actually kiss your body, but when she did her lips felt like they were burning into your skin, sinking right to your core. you watched as her face got closer and closer between your legs and you couldn't help but clench around nothing. ellie took a whiff of your arousal once more, a deep growl erupting from her throat just before she made eye contact with you.

"you smell delicious"

you didn't have time to react or even register what ellie had said to you, her face was already buried between your legs and lapping at your cunt. a sob spilled from your mouth and you could feel ellie grin against you, as much as you squirmed it did nothing to shake the woman off. she was glued to you, absolutely obsessed with your taste. ellie was very messy and sloppy whenever she ate you out, she was very adamant about reducing you to a filthy, wailing mess. her tongue danced around your clit before flattening her tongue and dipping between your folds, collecting any wetness that leaked out of you. tears fell from your eyes, it was all too much, ellie's tongue was everywhere at once, flicking against your clit, buried inside you and hungrily lapping at every part of you.

ellie's hand was on your abdomen, her thumb slowly rubbing against your skin as she continued her assault on your cunt. you could hear and feel her groan against your clit, the vibrations sent shivers down your spine and your back to arched, which failed due to ellie immediately pinning your hips down again. she enjoyed how much you squirmed and tried to wiggle away, being able to force you back down and overpower you. you whined, choking out a sob over how perfect ellie's mouth felt on your cunt. your head was spinning and growing foggy, not a thought in your brain except how disgusting you are for giving your body to this vile creature. the embarrassment hit you again, how exposed and needy you are for ellie, sobbing with that fucked out expression. all you can do is moan and say her name over and over, babbling whatever incoherent words are coming out of your mouth. you look down at she's staring right into your soul, not once blinking as she makes a bigger mess of you, drooling and spitting over your cunt.

"look at you, just a dumb little slut. you like my tongue, don't you?"

you nodded frantically, tears streaming down your cheeks and ellie chuckled at your pathetic expression. your legs were wobbly, but your hips attempted any movement they could- desperately grinding more against ellie's mouth, which she seemed to enjoy by the sound of her guttural noises and groans. she loved your taste, perhaps it was more addicting than your scent she's so obsessed with. this woman could eat you out for hours, non stop. her stamina is infinite, if it means having some fun with her precious darling, ellie would fuck you forever.

ellie didn't have a particular rhythm, she just devoured you as much as she possibly could. you could hear the absolute filth of her slurping and lapping away, sucking and then mixing her saliva with your arousal. she was like a starved animal, rough and filled with carnal desire. it didn't bother her how much you thrashed around and jerked your body, her darling couldn't slip away from her, your squirming only made her more hungry for you. your screams and sobs always earned an evil laugh from her, and her fingers would press into your flesh, bruising and marking up your body. you slowly reached your shaking hand down, stretching out your index finger to hook it with ellie's bony one. as weak as your body was, every part of you turning to mush, you couldn't let go of ellie's finger, you held onto her, the only part you could.

“oh, fuck.. mommy.. hnng”

you eyes closed shut and you bit down onto your lip, your vision was going blurry, you couldn’t meet the woman’s eyes even if you tried, and you were sure she was still staring at you. ellie wasn’t going to take her malign pupils off her pretty girl, especially when she looks so perfect at her mercy. she carefully examined every tear that fell down your cheek, every breath and those adorable expressions you make whenever she teases you in such a way that makes your head spin. you were growing closer to the point of passing out, but ellie’s sinful mouth was successful at bringing you back to reality, the filthy, shameful reality of your want and need for this demon you’ve grown so fond of. it’s wrong, disgusting, but you’re too far gone and you simply don’t care. you’ve fallen for this wicked woman, you let her hands corrupt your mortal body and you couldn’t be happier to be bound to your captor.

something was pooling in your stomach and your grip on ellie’s finger tightened slightly, she took notice of that and twirled her digit around yours, playing with your much smaller hand. curses were mumbled underneath your breath, you were dangerously close to cumming, but you knew that ellie would not have you climaxing without her permission. you were afraid that one more swipe of her tongue would send you into that state of bliss you were needing so badly.

“i’m so close.. mommy.. can i please cum?”

you whined, weakly grabbing her wrist and bucking your hips as much as you could. if ellie rejected your request you would have just cried and wailed, bearing her torture that shouldn’t feel as good as it does. your hips stuttered, every part of you ached, and that was exactly what ellie wanted. she wasn’t done until you were broken, she’d wreck you until you were nothing, but her wicked hands and sweet curses were enough to soothe you, even if she isn't the most gentle afterwards as well. you tried to hold out as long as you could, though ellie's tongue worked faster against your swollen clit.

“that’s it, be a good girl and cum for me”

your thighs were trembling, slowly closing in on ellie's head, the heat between your legs kept getting hotter, ellie's voice did something to you. it wasn't her demonic voice that sent chills down your spine, she sounded genuine, helping you through your high. right there you could believe ellie had even the slightest bit of humanity in her rotten body, and it was all for you, her precious darling.

with a scream your hips bucked and your hand tugged at ellie's, the hot pool in your stomach breaking apart and soon you came undone. there was drool leaking from your mouth, your chest rising and falling with every deep breath, as tired and oversensitive as you were, you locked your hand with ellie's, and for once her grip softened, almost caressing your hand gently. your lower body went numb, yet you could feel ellie place a small peck to your clit before leaving a couple on your thighs. you shuddered at every little kiss she placed on your thighs, there was so much tension in your body and all you could do was lay there, vision blurry and heart nearly beating out of your chest. you were panting, whimpering her name between each breath and ellie lifted her head from between your thighs and leaned closer to you, taking the side of your flushed cheek in her hand. her claws weren't poking into your skin anymore, she was holding you like some kind of fragile piece of glass, in such a way that was foreign to both you and her. with her touch you could finally calm down, you leaned into her touch and for once you could somehow feel at ease with your demon.

she's a menace, a parasite that has drained you of your innocence and freedom, but you've accepted that, you've accepted ellie and you believe there is nothing better than that wicked smile she always has plastered on her lips. ellie's face was buried in your hair, continuing her usual ellie things that include gluing herself to you and trying to take in as much of your scent as she possibly could. the little strength you had allowed you to wrap your arms around her body, fingers tracing the bones of her back and shoving your face in the crook of her neck. she whispered praises into your ear, licking and nipping at your skin. you're so used to her doing that, but it feels like a reward for being such a good girl for her. ellie always made you feel safe, but being so close to her like this made you feel special, like you were truly her precious little darling. it was a rare feeling, you had no worry in the world right now. all that mattered was the demon who was currently smothering you with her body so much that if you take another second of it you might suffocate, but as long as you were with ellie you didn't care about anything else. you're content with everything, content with ellie. you can tolerate how absolutely unhinged and evil she is, you prefer her that way, a vile thing who was birthed into some dark cavern of hell and summoned by an ancient relic that you shouldn't be so grateful for, but if it weren't for the human curiosity then you wouldn't have this demon you're so attached to.

and you've completely fallen for this demon.

[elphabas-posts]

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.

[alluredead]

can we pls talk about how fine danny from evil dead rise is.

[asvterias]

𝖢𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖢𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗌𝗒 𝖢𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 ~ 𝖡𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖡𝗂𝗑𝗅𝖾𝗋

warnings: none

pairings: bridget x fem!black!reader

genres: mutual pining, prolonged confessions & sophie being a matchmaker

summary: having a secret crush isn’t the best way to go about your feelings but as for [name] it’s definitely a miracle worker.

word count: 1.4k+

author’s note: for this oneshot [name] is mixed. apologies for publishing this so late, the story was already written but i just had to proofread it.

tag list: @c6pids @melodramatic-lesbian @simpforseungkwan

it was friday night, and your parents finally agreed, letting you go out alongside your older cousin. it took a lot of convincing to gain their understanding of this outing. your parents were very cynical about your whereabouts but not enough to be overbearing.

there was a new bowling alley that was just recently opened, and you wanted to just let loose and live a little.

walking inside the entertainment place, a smile sprung onto your face looking at the passing people, both young and old having themselves a good time.

“hey, sophie.” a voice greets which made your blood run cold. that voice was so distinctive and that tone held such a charming ring to it. exasperatedly you close your eyes in anticipation, aware of the upcoming conversation that was already beyond control.

you groan internally as you slowly peel your eyes back open to see bridget waving and smiling at you. “hey [name]. i didn’t know you were coming.”

your cousin just failed to mention one tiny detail…that her best friend… who is also your crush will be there. you should have seen this coming, wherever sophie was, bridget will be present as well.

“well, just heard that this place opened up and i wanted to check it out.” you manage out an awkward chuckle, clicking your tongue.

god, you wish that the earth would eat you whole right now.

bridget nods in understanding a smile still creeping onto her lips. it was so cute, she tried her hardest to not leave things on an awkward note but you made it seemingly impossible, so the best thing to do was to deflect from the situation.

there was no possibility that you disliked bridget bixler but it was the quite opposite, your feelings were out of affection and unrequited passion.

bridget bixler, the girl of your dreams. she’s always ready to protest when something seems unjust to her and is surprisingly decently smart when it revolves around her schoolwork.

it wasn’t that many people, just the five of you. you, bridget, sophie, alexis (your bff), lola (alexis’ gf).

you gained a crush on her for almost two months now and currently sitting next to her wasn’t helping the butterflies in your stomach to cease. after being physically tired from a few rounds of bowling, everyone ordered a pizza and chilled it down with cold cans of soda.

right now, everyone was finishing up their food, and soon getting to depart and head home but you were already dozed off. your mouth slightly agape as your head was against the soft cushion of the seat.

it was embarrassing, to be honest, and you knew for sure that your cousin was going to taunt you, most likely with visual proof. your cousin snickers, taking her phone out and snapping photos of you.

meanwhile, bridget was secretly staring at your dazed state, rolling her eyes when your cousin took a picture of your sleeping form. “stop taking pictures of her, sophie!” momentarily, your cousin playfully rolls her eyes as she stopped and continued to eat her remaining pizza.

slowly but gently, the bixler girl grabs your arms and places your head on her shoulder. she leans back in the seat, and wraps an arm around you, pulling you in closer for reassurance. bridget admired you for a few minutes before diverting her attention back to her phone.

she pretended to not notice when you gripped her shirt in comfort and your tiny hum of satisfaction came from your mouth. this brought a wide smile to the brunette’s lips.

god, you were so adorable.

“what?” bridget looks at her other friend, who knowingly smirks.

“when are you gonna finally confess? it’s been ages now.” sophie teases and wiggles her eyebrows.

bridget’s eyes widen at her friend’s statement and immediately shushes her, thinking that you might accidentally overhear their conversation. “sophie, be quiet!”

“why? you know, i’m right.” she shrugs and goes back to her phone.

bridget frowns, “what if she thinks that i’m way out of her league?”

“ok, first of all, you both like girls and you’re her type so technically, all you need to do is ask her out.” your cousin defends the situation. “just confess to her, what can go wrong?”

“it’s not that simple…” bridget exhales, gazing down at the table, avoiding eye contact with her friend. “what if she is interested in girls but doesn’t feel the same towards me and plainly rejects me, either way, it’s basically a lose-lose.”

“well, you won’t know that until you confess, now will you?” sophie crosses her arms and scoffs. the blonde loved her best friend but her deflecting the situation was starting to annoy her.

unaware to the girls, they didn’t notice that their ‘quiet’ shouting woke you up and you heard almost everything there is to know.

‘bridget has a crush but doesn’t want to confess to the person.’

now being filled with curiosity, you were determined on getting bridget to express her feelings first.

this night just got more interesting.

to put your plan into action, you fake yawn and stretch your limbs, deceiving them into thinking that you were asleep. “what are we talking about?” the two girls exchange secret glances and remained silent.

“ok…” you nodded along, clasping your hands together before looking at bridget and speaking up again. “actually, bridget do you mind if i speak to you for a minute?”

she hesitantly nods and gets up, following after you. she managed to catch you outside, up on one of the many balconies. luckily for both of you, this balcony was empty and no one was around to disturb you.

you sigh, taking in the beautiful scenery at night. “i overheard your conversation with sophie.” you turned around, just in time to see her face drop in fear. this causes a flush in your cheeks, thinking that you got the wrong idea. “cause if you don’t have a crush on me that’s totally cool.” you began to ramble on watching how she smiles at your awkwardness.

too caught up in your own embarrassment, the short-haired brunette stepped closer to you, continually letting you ramble on. she found herself lost in your beautiful e/c.

suddenly, she cups your face and softly presses her lips onto yours, momentarily ending your rambles. at first, you were stunned, and confused at this weird turn of events but reciprocated the kiss anyway. the kiss was magical, her lips were soft, delicate like a full-bloomed flower. her fragrance smelt of cinnamon and rose which made her irresistible to you.

the bixler girl finally pulls away from the kiss, “i just want you to know that this means that i like you as well.” she smiles a dopey grin. that same beautiful smile that made you fawn over her more than intended.

“is this a dream?” you stupidly ask, still hazy from the passionate kiss.

“nope, i assure you it’s not.” bridget chuckles, observing your flustered state. seemingly, she got an idea as she tilts her head and a tiny smirk make her way onto her lips, “i think i know of a way how to wake you up.” she suggests, smoothly wrapping her arms around your waist.

she surely had a way with words. her words enticed you in ways beyond measure, being part of her seduction in entrapping you in her life.

“oh yeah??” you challenged, raising an eyebrow in question. she nods in agreement as your arms rest on her shoulders, her hands on your waist tugging you into her, leaving no personal space.

soon her lips were pressed up against yours again, this time more sweet and sensitive. deepening the kiss as bridget’s arms tighten around your waist drawing you closer in her embrace, clinging onto more of your touch.

safe to say, that you didn’t leave empty-handed and got a girlfriend in the process.

© asvterias, 2023. please do not plagiarize any of my works.

[mylittlegayheart1221]

Ellie x fem reader

( if no one gonna make it I do )

summary : your Bridget new friend and you have a crush on her mom Ellie P.S : Ellie is also possess later on

warning : none

You just moved into a new school and you don’t really know anyone there . A black haired girl came up to you shutting your locker making you jump

“ hey new girl I’m Bridget what’s yours “ Bridget said .

“ y/n “ you said looking down feeling nervous as this was your first day .

“ cool we friends now “ Bridget said chuckling .

bell rings

“ what class do you have “Bridget asked taking her books out of her locker .

“ Ap English “ you said looking down your timetable.

“ Oo we at the same class” Bridget said as she guide you to your classroom .

the class was pretty boring even the teacher so you weren’t paying attention no one was you look over Bridget as she was sleeping. After few minutes finally the class ended , you and Bridget ran out the class to the lockers .

“ hey so wanna like come to my apartment for a sleepover after school well my mom and her sister reunite so I can invited anyone I want “ Bridget asked waiting for you to answer

you thought quite a while and agreed I mean what the worst that can happen am I right .

“ sure of course I come” you said with a smile across your face .

After school (finally )

you went to Bridget apartment and met her mom she was a redhead and you felt like she just stole away your breath

“ hey you good ? “ Bridget asked looking at you as you snapped from your thoughts

“ yeah good good “ you said scratching your hair .

“ oh hey bridge who this “ Ellie asked coming up to you and Bridget.

“ my friend y/n we having a sleepover “ Bridgett said .

“ cool dinners ready by the way “ Ellie said going back to the dining room

you followed Bridget to the dining room and sat next to her .

“ that’s my sister Kassie and brother Danny and that my aunt Beth “ Bridget said introducing all of them to you as you just smiled .

After dinner Kassie , Danny and Bridget and Beth went out to buy some dessert so you were alone with Ellie

“ So y/n how do you like it here with your school and everything “ Ellie asked looking at you

you felt nervous again like before you couldn’t think what to say just staring at Ellie. Ellie noticed and just kissed your cheek .

You froze and snapped out of your thoughts and quickly apologized.

Suddenly there a earthquake things on the table dropped down the floor it was shaking really hard.

“ on the ground “Ellie said one hand your head and one hand holding your body tightly.

The earthquake finally stopped as you both got up.

“ you okay ? “ Ellie asked .

“ yeah what was that “ you said still shaken up by it

“ we have to check on Beth and the kids let’s go “ Ellie said as you both went outside.

It was completely empty no one was there the stairs was broken but soon after panicking the kids and Beth came out from the Lift .

“ you all are saved thank goodness I was worried “ Ellie said . “Bridget dropped the pizza “ Kassie said looking down but Ellie just chuckled .

“ okay next time don’t use the lift after the earthquake “ Ellie said.

“ I’m going do some laundry at laundry mart Beth look after the kids “ Ellie said taking her basket and went to the lift

you had a bad feeling something gonna happen but forgot about it .

After an hor,Ellie haven’t come back yet and you started to worry .

“ where mom “ Kassie asked .

“Sure she okay “ Beth reassure Kassie

the doors suddenly open it was Ellie or was it ? Ellie went to kitchen as you and Beth went to follow her .

“ El ? “ you said hoping it was Ellie and hoping she alright

Ellie laughed but it doesn’t sound like Ellie it sound like a monster before anyone could think Ellie suddenly ran and jump on to you strangle you on the floor

your eyes widen to see Ellie was possess although you still in love with her .

Beth hit her with a pan and you got up and you , Beth and Kassie and Bridget and Danny ran to the bedroom

you saw a book that what’s causing this mess but ellie was outside the room door knocking loudly .

“ look we can’t just stay here forever “ Beth said

“ we locked her out the apartment and think of a way “ Bridget said .

you and Beth went outside Ellie was running towards you but you and Beth pushed her outside the door and locked it . Beth pushed a drawer to keep the door shut .

“ Danny it all your fault “ Bridget shouted pushing Danny as Beth stopped them

“ kids go to the room and hide I will just try do something and y/n look after the door don’t let her break through “ Beth said as Kassie ,Bridget and Danny went to the room

You were alone You decided to peek through Ellie was standing there smiling horrifying

“ El ? You good “ you asked

“ oh nothing but a big kiss from you won’t help now open up now “ Ellie said smiling you hesitated but Ellie saw that .

“ oh be a good girl for mommy and open up NOW!” Ellie persuade as you gave in and open up . She jump on top of you strangling you on the floor .

“ Good girl see wasn’t so hard ain’t it” Ellie said her face getting close to you .

“HEY get away from her “ Beth rushed out with a bat wanting to aim and Ellie but Ellie raised her hand as Beth was tossed across the room

“ Now where was I oh right you “ Ellie said as her mouth was on yours . You were shocked but didn’t do anything .

her tongue was touching with yours you were still too shocked to do anything .

her tongue went to your neck as she started to lick it and suck on it she slowly started to bit it blood stain were starting to appear

her hand reaching under your dress but you stopped her

“ look El I know your in there please don’t let this monster get over you “ you pleaded hoping El will come back to normal.

“ But I’m free now “ Ellie said .

“ I love you El I will be there for you just please El come back “ You plead tears were forming on your eyes El stopped as she just glare at you

“ maybe this help “ You said as you kissed Ellie

Ellie was shocked but there was suddenly a bright light and Ellie was normal again You were relieved as Ellie just hugged you . “Ellie your back to normal “ You said happily . “ And it all thanks to you “ Ellie said kissing your nose

[lowkeyrobin]

EVIL DEAD RISE ; you can revive them

summary ; you're able to revive them from deadite-ism like the 2013 evil dead

includes ; danny, bridget, kassie (platonic), ellie, & beth

warnings ; language, demon stuff, blood, drugs/od'ing, horrible doctor explanation, I'm no doctor so ignore my horrible descriptions of this stuff LMAOOO

request from ; @acidthecorvid ; thank you for requesting!!

AN ; I got a little like basic idea of how the reviving works so I apologize if anything is incorrect, for some reason my brain couldn't process all the lore into how this worked lmaooo. I stuck with mias revival kinda thing w the defibrillator and fear streets od'ing and revival thing so hopefully this is good 😭😭

masterlist

DANNY

bringing him back scared the shit out of you

basically had to bury him in his bedsheets and somehow in some way, Beth got her hands on a defibrillator

she said something about it being in Fonda's room but you had no time to think

beth was over losing her family and you were too

danny wasn't meant to die, your straight hope of him surviving and not giving up on him is the only thing that saved him

kind of like that fear street scene of Sam dying and being brought back but with a fucking defibrillator instead of straight adrenaline shots and overdosing

restarting his heart and not being met with a deadite actually scared the hell out of you

he's knocked down for a while but he's able to escape the monde

BRIDGET

you were able to shove ellies medication into her mouth while she was knocked out after the first fight

maybe having her unconsciously od could possibly save her? who knows

you watched a couple movies of this kind of thing working, just having to restart her heart and hope the demon wouldn't be there

although it took a painfully long time, you were able to save her with epipens

a lot of them

from Gabriel's fridge

for a little while she's basically a walking corpse but she's able to survive

KASSIE

holy shit seeing her dead killed you inside

anger and sadness just took over and you manually brought her back to life

lots of cpr and epipens involved

but she ended up living

you gave up after a solid 10 minutes thinking she was dead but she was just knocked out cold by that point

I'd be surprised if her brain wasn't bleeding by then bc wtf

girly pop saved!

bad news about you tho.... /j /j

BETH

she's thrown into a wall, knocking her dead while fighting the abomination monster thing

you're able to kill it before saving Beth

she was on hella drugs already, so epipens and said drugs literally saved her

kassie crying while watching you try to save her aunt

shit she barely even knows you and she's crying into your chest

she takes a while to open her eyes but she's okay

"told you drugs are cool"

you wonder if she planned this out or not cause like??

ELLIE

you single handedly stop the deadite spread

you're op as shit wth

you're able to knock her down, use fondas defibrillator that he just has laying around (????), and revive her

basically restart her heart

she was dead for like 5 minutes solid before Beth calls the police from a landline on the street

"how the hell did you do that????"

"I don't even fucking know"

yall never talk about it again

you and danny hide the book back down under the parking garage and never speak of it again

just one of those family secrets ig

[mimilogoff]

Please give me morgan davies(or his characters) requests!

[aennasan]

There is a reason why Kenji Sato stays hole up in his room whenever he is sick.

It wasn't because he is too sick to move around and take care of himself. If that happens, Mina would have taken care of him in a pod, where he could rest for the whole day, and feel better the next day.

It wasn't because he hates being seen as weak either. The idea of being seen at his most vulnerable may have brought a pink hue on his cheeks but it didn't bother him as much. He is sick after all. There is nothing wrong with that.

What bothers him is the fact that he could be a bit….er….. clingy. When he is feeling under the weather, the constant warmth of someone is very comforting to him.

Actually, a bit clingy may be an understatement.

When Mina informed you that Kenji cannot meet you for the day because he is not feeling well, it worried you so much, especially, when Mina insisted that he would be alright and she would take care of him.

Although Mina is an amazing help, how could you just sit back, and wait for him to get better without checking up on him, or lending a hand to take care of your own boyfriend.

Mina was insistent that you shouldn't. But you refused to back down, so against her better judgment, she let you in, with a reminder and an ominous warning; “I wish you goodluck.”

The moment you stepped foot out of work, you made your way to his house, and it broke your heart to see him bundled up, and sleeping under the covers. His shivers were so intense, that even if he is hiding beneath a bunch of fluff, you can see the tremors above.

“Kenji, I am here. Do you need anything?” You softly called out to him, and patted the area, where you thought he would have his head.

After hearing your voice, his tremors stopped… for a moment. He whipped his head out of the covers with renewed vigor, eyes wide, nose red, his whole face is pale with sickness.

You almost fell backwards when he suddenly hugged your torso and nestled his head on your stomach. You shivered at the sudden shift of temperature, feeling the heat boiling out of his skin, goosebumps forming on the part of your body he touched.

“How are you? Feeling better?” You asked. Voice laced with concern and worry. He didn't reply, instead he just shook his head like a kid. You put your hand on his forehead to check his fever, and you don't need a thermometer to know that even if it was midday now, his fever hasn't gone down.

“I’ve brought some porridge. Let me put them in a bowl so you could eat. Mina told me that you refused to eat anything. That is not good, you need food to have energy, and for the medicine to work.”

Removing his arms tightly hugging you, you scold him softly, and leave a kiss on his forehead before putting a plaster of kool fever, to help with his high temperature. You heard him cooed at the coolness, and watch as he closes his eyes, as you help him tucked back on his bed. His head resting comfortably on his pillows. You left his room, and made sure to close his door softly, before heading towards his kitchen, and put the food you bought in the microwave to heat it up.

Even outside his room, the air is thickened with the heady smell of sickness. Usually, Kenji would play even if he was sick. However, with the gloomy atmosphere of his house, and the minimal lights opened. You are sure that he never even set foot out of his room, for anything. You tapped your finger on the counter, as you watched the red blinking number countdown. You were in deep thought worrying over Kenji, that you didn't see the shadow looming behind you, the quiet steps he took as he approached you.

You let out a scream of bloody murders when an army suddenly snaked around your waist. His face resting at the crook of your neck. His arms tighten up, whenever you try to move or do anything, refusing to let you go.

“Kenji? Oh god! You scared me! What are you doing here?

“You're taking too long.” He replied. Voice muffled because he still refuses to remove his face, nestling on your neck.

“Too long? I'm just heating up your food for five minutes. I will be back soon.” You convince him, as you try to remove his arms around you. Feeling uncomfortable with his high body heat, racked with fever. He is still way too strong for someone who is sick.

“No.”

“No?”

“No.” He repeated. And you admit a bunch of question marks were forming on your head.

What exactly is going on? Also…Where is Mina? She is awfully quiet. She didn't even inform you about Kenji walking towards you.

Kenji Sato. Your boyfriend. Refuses to leave or move or let go of you, no matter how much you begged him too. He would even tsk or let out noises of disapproval whenever you try to do something to outsmart him.

So in the end, you just make yourself comfortable while he snuggle and hug your arm. His head resting on your chest.

“Kenji, what if I get sick too because you are way too close to me.”

“I’ll take care of you. And snuggle with you too.”

You are trying your best not to let out an exasperated sigh. No one told you that Kenji could be so clingy whenever he feels sick and vulnerable.

It got to the point that even if you excuse yourself going to the bathroom, he would throw a tantrum and cry, if you don't allow him in and allow him to hold your hand to do your business. The second time he refuses to let you go, you scolded him for a bit, which made him let you go alone, although reluctantly. You watch as he just sits there by the door, looking so sad and lonely, that guilt gnaws in your chest.

He looks like a kicked puppy, more than his usual wolfish demeanor and persona, which seeks to be always on the top.

After some time, Kenji finally slept like a log. The fever finally went down. You let out a sigh of relief and did your best not to make a sound so as to not wake him up.

You have learned your lesson when you woke him up earlier. You were greeted by a disgruntled Kenji, scowling, and full of distrust. He would close his eyes but the moment he realizes he did, he will shoot awake and scowl at you with a pout. Asking if you moved. Even if you say no, he will just glare at you.

It was like playing a game you will never ever win so you just sat there, holding his hand tightly, patting his side, humming a melody, to make him feel relaxed and finally sleep.

You thank all the gods when you pull your hand from his hold, and all he does is grumbles a bit before turning, and continues sleeping.

You tiptoed walking towards outside his room, making sure that you will not make any noise, as you slowly close his door. You were in bated breath as you carefully walked backwards away from his door, counted to ten, and cried tears of joy when no angry Kenji went out to lash out at your disappearance.

You almost had a heart attack when the moment you turned, Mina was in front of you.

“Mina, you-”

“I wished you good luck. I even told you not to go.” The AI replied with a sound followed by a shrug.

You're probably just so tired and drained that you have no energy to argue, and you even thanked her for preparing a meal and a hot bath for you as an apology.

Although, a sick Kenji is a pain in the ass, you admit he looks kind of cute and adorable, pouting and clingy like that. You just hope that when he does that next time, it wasn't because he was sick.

You can't take cute photos of a sick Kenji Sato, right?

[heatedwither]

the decay of your body. (teaser)

upcoming ellie x fem!reader fic.

summary- your peaceful days have come to an end when your vulnerable, oblivious self lands you in the territory of a bloodthirsty deadite. a pitiful human such as yourself does not stand a chance, though this wicked woman has other plans for you.

warnings- sexual themes, explicit mentions of death, blood, gore, swearing.

note- this will be my first writing posted on here. the release will be indefinite, so i apologize in advance. i would like to make this a series, but if not then i may work on other things. i would also like to comment on how i perceive ellie. i plan on writing her as canon as possible, meaning she will continue being an absolute vile creature with a limited capacity to fully understand the human psyche. if all goes well and i make this a series, i will consider adapting ellie to human life, but i still prefer her as she is meant to be.

it was drooling, that same black sludge mixed with saliva and blood just dripping from it’s maw and collecting onto the floor. panting through it’s wide grin, almost peering over your shoulder. you could hear something behind you, something breathing. your body tensed up, aware of a presence so dangerously close to your frame. that muscle in your chest began to beat faster and that thing behind you twitched at the sudden change in your scent.

yes, it could smell it. that intoxicating, absolutely arousing scent of a living, fearful human. the thick streams of blood flooding your mortal body, making your flesh pulse and grow hotter. you hesitated looking back. there was something behind you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to face it. not when it was impatiently waiting for you to finally acknowledge it.

fuck it. you slowly turned your head and your body slowly shifted. damn those wobbly legs, your body nearly collapsed before you could get a good close up of whatever was losing it’s corrupted mind over your presence.

and that thing that was drooling the rancid black sludge over you, actually a decomposing statue of nearly six feet, tangled red locs and a filthy grin. this woman with the awful posture, blue and purple lines meandering on pale skin. she eyed her prey, fingers twitching, and her throat producing the guttural clicking sounds from earlier. she was eager to finally get your attention. her rotten body practically buzzing, vibrating, just waiting to act upon her urges. that delicious, petrified look on your face somehow managed to make that disgusting grin even wider. those malicious instincts were kicking in, the desire to ensure fear, hack and slash her way through flesh and take pride in her successful hunt. your throat went dry, body shuddering as you backed against the countertop. as you moved the woman followed suit, matching your movements with a jerk of her crooked body. you couldn't speak, nor could you produce any noises other than your heavy breathing. the woman wasn't too close now. there was still a slim chance you could slip away, or perhaps grab that shard of glass on the tile.

your eyes darted to the piece of glass, just moments away from grabbing it and burrowing the shard in her neck. so close, just a little more and your fingers would be right on it.

just a little more and you can get the hell out.

almost. almost there. you can do it.

so close. so-

“hello there, little one”

[elphabas-posts]

what lies beneath part 2

what lies beneath part 2

the night you shared with Ellie was beyond a night you thought you'd never have with anyone else, the way she held you while you slept through the night into the morning was the most safe you've ever felt with anyone. you never thought your life would be spent with a demonic sadistic psychopath, but if it meant staying with her forever you didn't mind one bit. you woke up the morning after the amazing sex you had and yawned muscles sore and achy but manageable. Ellie was purring behind you, eyes closed and steady breathing, you never knew demons slept. you often thought they were the devils spawns only built in this world to kill and demolish souls but...not Ellie. she was different and you knew it. you decided to get up and wash off before you made breakfast for the two of you, so you did just that and softly removed her arm that was draped around your waist. you made your way to the bathroom and washed yourself off, changed your close and brushed your teeth. breakfast for you was scrambled eggs, bacon and a side of hashbrowns. breakfast for her was a dead squirrel, you learned very quickly that she needed dead things and not human food. the smell of the soulless squirrel woke the deadite up, she looked to see an empty bed with just her in it and panicked. thinking you had left her after the most amazing time she had with you. how could you just up and leave her. she growled and screeched scaring the living piss out of you. you ran to the room to check on her and she grabbed you by the throat pinning you against the wall. your eyes went wide and she bared an angry snarl, the kind you always hear as it vibrated through her chest. "E...Ellie baby it's me". you said calmly through her strong grip. "y...ou left me here". she said hissing. "n..no baby, i cleaned myself off and made breakfast for us. you were sleeping a...and i didn't want to wake you." you said slightly above a whisper. you always knew whispering calmed the demon down, so you prayed that tactic would work. she softened her grip and put you down still looking, searching for a hint of a lie. "baby I'd never leave you". you said putting your hand on her pale cheek rubbing softly. she leaned into the touch and closed her eyes. "c'mon i made you something". you said pulling her with you. to your surprise she followed with out hesitance. when she reached the kitchen with you her mouth instantly watered, the dead squirrel was laying across the plate with a glass filled with blood on the side. watching her eat was a little unnerving but you already knew how she ate her food was how she ate you. the thoughts about last night still swim through your head like a wave, and she knew what she did to you physically. she looked up from her food seeing you watching her and she smiled a bloody smirk, teeth dripping with sin. "b...baby"? you spoke softly. her nose flared and she could smell your arousal, she wiped her mouth and stood up walking over to you to check if what she smelt was indeed what you wanted. she looked into your eyes and saw the needs, the wants, the lust and desires. she knelt down in front of you and purred between your legs taking in a long inhale. "baby please". you whined putting your fingers in her hair. she stood back to her feet and picked you up laying you on the kitchen table. you unbuttoned her shirt slowly running your hands up and down her torso once the shirt was off. "t...take me baby". you moaned softly. "i need you". you softly bit your lip seeing her gaze burn holes through your own eyes. she pulled down the sweat pants you gave her to wear and low and behold the strap she fucked you with last night was between her legs. she must have forgotten to take it off when she fell asleep. she stepped between your legs and slid right in with no warning stealing your breath and connecting her lips to yours, collecting every gasp moan and whimper you gave her. your hands cupped her ass pulling her closer to feel her deeper inside of you. locking your legs around her waist a pornographic moan slipped past your throat into the apartment.

[morverenmaybewrites]

Once they are in a relationship, do you think Jason would be more comfortable sleeping in a bed with reader or alone? I could imagine either for various reasons

I think for a long time, Jason would be more comfortable sleeping alone, all the while desperately wanting to physically sleep together.

At any stage in the relationship, but especially in its early stages, Jason would be deeply insecure about how his trauma and his work could affect his partner.

He'd come home at odd hours: at dawn, just before the sun rose, perhaps midday after a particularly long case, reeking of blood and gunpowder. And he'd find himself moving as quietly as he could in his own home, doing his best not to disturb you. He'd probably just collapse on the couch than risk waking you.

Then, there were the nightmares, the ones that would have him wake up with a scream still lodged in his throat, the ones that would have him rising from the bed on shaking legs, so that he could vomit in the bathroom sink.

The ones that he would do anything to hide from you.

Because while he trusts you, there is a part of him—the part that had once been Robin, the part that had been left alone to die in the dark—that is terrified you will leave when you find out just how broken he is.

I think for the most part, he'll want to sleep alone, even when he needs the comfort.

There might be days when you catch him off-guard, though. Perhaps after a particularly rough case, one that has him stumbling through the doors of your shared home, already half-asleep with exhaustion. Perhaps he'll find you reading a book in a patch of sunlight by the window. Perhaps you had just finished baking, and the house smells like coffee and freshly-risen dough.

And for a second he'll think that he doesn't want to be alone.

"Busy?" he asks in a voice so ragged with exhaustion that it doesn't even sound like him.

When you shake your head, he'll find himself sitting right next to you on the couch, still reeking of blood and gunpowder.

When you try to ask about the case, he briefly considers lying.

But when he looks at you, he finds that he doesn't want to lie. Because even through the thick leather of his gloves, your hands feel warm against his. Because you look beautiful in the honeyed light.

Because, he thinks, that maybe you will not leave him alone in the dark.

"Can I stay here?" he asks.

"Jason," you say. "this is your home, too."

Home, he thinks.

He hasn't had that since Wayne Manor burned down.

This time, he does not move quietly as he removes his helmet, his gloves. They hit the carpeted floor with a muffled thump.

This time, he does not move away.

Instead, he lays his head on your lap, and lets himself melt against the warmth of your skin. He watches the sun dance across the ceiling of the apartment, and he inhales the scent of coffee and freshly-risen dough and the sweet scent of you.

He feels your hand gently stroking his hair and he thinks: yes, this is home.

This time when he sleeps, he does not dream.

[asvterias]

𝖢𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾 𝖥𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗌 𝖨𝗇 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 ~ 𝖡𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖡𝗂𝗑𝗅𝖾𝗋

warnings: none

pairings: bridget x fem!black!reader

genres: college!au, housewife!reader & [name] and bridget being couple goals

summary: being consumed with schoolwork and deadlines, bridget is in a grumpy mood but it’s nothing that her lovely girlfriend, [name] can’t fix.

word count: 1.3k+

tag list: @c6pids @melodramatic-lesbian @simpforseungkwan

at first, bridget was very enthusiastic about moving into a new apartment with you, both of you having money saved up to cover the first 4 months. to be honest, living with your girlfriend was a total dream, unlimited kisses and cuddles awaited you every day.

bridget had a rough day at college and was stressed from the amount of homework and due dates to catch up on. luckily for her, it was a saturday and she went out on a quick errand. right now, you were tidying up her room, and making dinner, just to show your appreciation for her.

vibing along to music whilst folding her laundry kept you stimulated sufficiently for the time being. after putting away the folded laundry in their respective drawers, you discovered a photo planted on the vanity mirror. squinting your eyes as you plucked the candid picture down and analyzed the item which contained you and bridget.

you had your nose scrunched up in the cutest way possible and bridget’s partially facing the camera and kissing your cheek with a hidden smile. there was a miniature face painting of a pride flag on your cheeks, right on yours and left with bridget’s.

recalling back on that memory, you grinned in delight as if it was yesterday. it was a pride festival that you two participated in, which also held a special place in your heart because that’s where you met bridget. ever since then, you both vowed to attend each annual event.

and neither of you has ever broken that promise to this day.

flipping the backside of the picture, there was a message written in black marker which said: ‘with much love and kisses, may we never forget our magical times together and continue to create new ones!’ ~ xo [name] & bridget

after glancing over the memento, you rest the photo back on the vanity and went to finish your chores. you huffed gently as you sat back on the bed grabbing a hoodie out of the laundry basket and it piqued your curiosity.

soon enough, you realize that it was bridget’s favorite hoodie and it was still toasty from the dryer.

getting rid of your current shirt, you replaced it with bridget’s favorite hoodie and pulled out your braids which got caught inside the hoodie. just in time, there was loud shuffling heard outside the front door and you squealed in excitement.

when she walked into the bedroom, her tensed shoulders relax and her droopy eyes lit up at the sight of you. her beautiful girlfriend to the rescue, providing her that gorgeous smile and unlimited cuddles of comfort. she’ll always cherish her moments with you, no matter how long time will grant.

“my pretty girl,” you greet her as she discards her bag on the floor and sluggishly walks over to you. her eyes were half-lidded so you guessed that she didn’t notice.

“is that my favorite hoodie?!” shouldn’t have spoken too soon. surprisingly she didn’t fight you on it and engulfed you in a tired hug as she snuggled herself right in between your breasts. “you look better in it anyways.” humming along in agreement and giving her forehead kisses whilst scratching her head soothingly, calming her stressed aura.

she lets out an overdue sigh, immediately fawning the attention from you. “i’ve had such a shitty day.”

“i can tell,” you frown, tilting her head up so that you can cup her face and give her a quick kiss on the lips, which instantly made her frown turn upside down. “tell you what, go take a shower, get dressed, and meet me in the kitchen.”

although she was tired, she agreed and headed to the bathroom and you left the bedroom to give her privacy.

walking into the kitchen, you tended to the cooking pot while reading over the recipe. deeply invested in your cooking, you didn’t recognize when bridget appeared behind you, instantly going for your warm touch. she inhales your scent, hugs you from behind, and peppers your face and neck with innocent kisses, enjoying the erupting giggles from you. your head sashays with every movement making your braids tickle her skin lightly.

paying no attention to her presence, you stirred the pot listening to her low humming while rocking you side to side. these were the days that bridget loved. a chance to catch a breather and soak in relaxation days with you.

“stop, babe.…i’m gonna burn the spaghetti,” you whine as she places her head into the crevice of your neck, still placing tiny kisses there.

her voice was muffled. “we can always order in, you know that, princess.” you turned off the stove.

“i know,” you sigh, turning around to face your girlfriend and her hands immediately redirect on your waist. you tried to avoid eye contact, in hopes of getting your point across without being distracted but her hazel eyes remained on you. “i just wanted to do something special for you cause you deserve it and i wanted to help brighten your day.” finally, you manage to gaze into bridget’s eyes only to find her already admiringly staring back.

you certainly were two fools in love.

“i don’t need a homemade meal to know that you love me. just with you being here brightens up my day and i want you to know that.” her fingers glide over your cocoa brown skin, drinking in your skin tone with her delicate touch. “i appreciate every single thing that you have to offer, because, believe me, i���d be a damn fool if i ever let you go.”

you chuckle and caress her face, slightly stroking her cheek. “i love you so much, bridget.”

“i love you too, my love.” she leans in for a kiss and you complied, making her hum and deepen the kiss. completely mesmerized by the passionate kiss, you didn’t react when you felt two arms lifting you by the thighs and carrying you over to the couch.

“no!! babe, bridg…put me down!!” you mercifully pleaded with your girlfriend but it was rendered useless when she finally dropped you out of her hands…and right onto the couch which was nearby.

you ended up laying upside down on the couch as your braids hang over the floor and your legs dangle in mid-air. bridget’s laughs fill the atmosphere and the butterflies flutter in your stomach, due to slight embarrassment and amusement.

“alright jokes over, help me up now, bridg.” you held out your hand, eager for reliance.

“oh no, that’s the oldest trick in the book. i’m not gonna fall for that one.”

you roll your eyes, pulling yourself up using your elbows as support, and hastily grab her shirt and pulled her down with you. a shocked gasp left her lungs as she tumbles down beside you and once she’s recovered from her fall, she turns to look at you.

with your hand still gripping her shirt, and instead of another sudden ambush, you pulled her in for a soft kiss, gently pecking her lips and giving her the widest grin you could’ve displayed.

“now we both know that you could do better than that.”

your harsh grip on her sweatshirt loosened, this time bridget leans in and kisses you tenderly, highly content that you reciprocated the action back. the brunette pulled away, “great, now can we order in? i adore you, [name] but i don’t want to be sick for the rest of the week.”

you feign shock, shoving her in the stomach as she dramatically acts being hurt, clutching onto her stomach, and falling on the floor.you were truly offended at your girlfriend’s words while she just laughed boisterously.

truly your cooking couldn’t have been that terrible….right?

© asvterias, 2023. please do not plagiarize any of my works.