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rip jenispunk 🪦
new username is sapphic-gardn hi
also ! you can find all of my fic recs (my fav fics ever) under the tag #jen’s fic recs !!! i will be using that from now on for my fic rec tag
p.s. ty caly baby @undrthelights for helping me brainstorm username ideas i love you <3
#update#sapphic-gardn#you will be missed jenispunk#but i feel like i’m entering a new era#new year new me ig#changing for the better!!
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(a late) @swiftiscruff gift exchange 🫧
i know i’m late - but i want to share some love for the people i have met in this community. i joined this fandom during a really difficult period in my life. i had moved home to live with my parents, heartbroken, and was failing my masters degree thanks to an abundance of external and psychological intrusions.
being welcomed into this community from pretty much the get go reminded me of all the good things around me at a time that i seemed to be overwhelmed with the bad. every interaction, from likes to reblogs to messages or shared horniness at 3am has given me a sense of belonging and friendship i didn’t even realise i so needed.
isn’t it so wonderful that creativity in its entirety is enough to bring people together? forget time zones or age groups or upbringing or occupation, we all share a need and desire to create and share and bond and lift one another as high as we possibly can.
so here’s to you all, the ones who have affected my life - big or small - in any way whatsoever during the past year. whether we’re friends, mutuals, ships passing in the night or have never even had a real conversation, i love you all and will never take any of this for granted.
@chaotic-iguana @nostalxgic @ilovepedro @mrsmando @dustydaddyyy @chaotic-mystery @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @joelsgreys @sapphic-gardn @party-hearses @planet-marz1 @joelscurls @swiftispunk @amanitacowboy @wannab-urs @atinylittlepain @hier--soir @softlyspector @bastardmandennis @beskarandblasters @limerence4u @persephone-girl @daydreamingmiller @sunspearesque @5oh5 @bornbetter @chiogarza @bageldaddy @janaispunk @pascalpvnk @shellshocklove @beardedjoel @joels-darlin @morallyinept @girlinterrupted1999
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last line tag game
thank you for the tags babies @honeyedmiller @gracieheartspedro 🩷
this is an untitled Joel blurb i worked on last week. i’m determined to finish it once i’m in a good headspace again bc i do miss writing sm!!
also, this is my first ever daddy kink fic i’m writing
np tags @studioghibelli @undrthelights @sapphic-gardn @amanitacowboy @loliwrites @beardedjoel @burntheedges <333 (so sorry if you’ve been tagged ik i’m late again 😔)
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how does pinterest see you 🍒
thank u for the tag @sempersirens mwah
search these and pick the first photo - celebrity, shoes, outfit, aesthetic, purse, makeup look
np tags: @bastardmandennis @party-hearses @nostalxgic @sapphic-gardn @sheepdogchick3 and legit anyone else
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moodboard tag game 🖤
thank you for the tags my loves @endlessthxxghts @sapphic-gardn @pedrit0-pascalit0 @5oh5 @bitchwitch1981 @beardedjoel
i already did this a few days ago but you can never have too many moodboards, so here we go again!
open pinterest, make a moodboard out of the first 9 photos that show up, and tag your moots
i’m deep in my dark dave era and it shows haha
tagging whoever wants to make one, please tag me so i can see them because i love moodboards <3
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moodboard tag game ✨ open pinterest, make a moodboard out of the first 9 pictures that show up & tag your mutuals
thank you for the tag angels! @littlegrungegirlaf @reddedmiller @clickergossip <3
npt <3 @undrthelights @sapphic-gardn @sweetercalypso @joelsversion @bastardmandennis @ilovepedro @softlyspector @demonjoel @scenaaario @morning-star-joy
#can you tell I have been making some incredibly specific mood boards :)#vampire cowboy fic you may be abandoned in my gdrive but you live on in my pinterest algo#I have also not pinterested anything saltburn related ever but it makes sense that they would think I like the gay angst killing movie#tag games
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last line tag game
thanks for tagging me @cavillscurls mwahhhh
this is the latest stuff for “your needs, my needs”. i’m so excited to share it with y’all soon. it’s gonna be a slow burn!!! and it’s gonna hurt!!! rahh!!!!
no pressure tags (sorry if u already did it) @ilovepedro @undrthelights @joelsgreys @sapphic-gardn @sweetercalypso @amanitacowboy @janaispunk
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rules: pick a song for each letter of your URL and tag that many people
thank u for tagging me <3 @hearteyesforjoel @reddedmiller
D - death is a girl - mini mansions
E - everything you’ve come to expect - the last shadow puppets
M - million dollar man - lana del rey
O - one hundred years - the cure
N - new gold - gorillaz, tame impala, bootie brown
J - jenny was a friend of mine - the killers
O - old yellow bricks - arctic monkeys
E - enjoy the silence - depeche mode
L - life on mars? - david bowie
i could go on forever
np tags: @undrthelights @tinycozycomfort @sapphic-gardn @pascalpvnk @wethairjoel @daydreamingmiller @ilovepedro @sweetercalypso @emeraldmoth (sorry if you guys have been tagged already 😖)
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FAVORITE MOVIES
Rules: List your five all time favorite films and have people vote on which one matches your vibe. Ty for the tag @beskarandblasters <333
No pressure tags: @pedgito ; @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin ; @hyzer34 ; @pr0ximamidnight ; @wannab-urs ; @party-hearses ; @nostalxgic ; @sempersirens ; @hellishjoel ; @dancingtotuyo ; @cxrsed-angel ; @sapphic-gardn ; & anyone else who wants to do it! 💖
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🌟help decorate my tree 🌟
thank you so much for the tags babes @pr0ximamidnight @ilovepedro @reddedmiller @joelsgreenflannel @tinycozycomfort xoxo 🤍
here she is
idk why the thought of making this was so absolutely dreadful 😭
np tags: @javiscigarette @gracieheartsspedro @sapphic-gardn @demonjoel @daydreamingmiller @sweetercalypso @joelsversion (actually all the pressure only to bec…. i’m watching you)
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come clean
modern au!ellie williams x afab!reader
summary: ellie makes you clean up the mess you made on her strap.
warnings (18+ mdni): smut, swearing, pet names (princess, angel, baby), strap usage (r!receiving), oral (r!receiving), a little overstimulation, one (1) ass slap, cum eating, strap sucking (ellie!receiving), no specific descriptions of reader’s appearance, i think that’s all but let me know if i missed something!
word count: 0.8k
a/n: this idea struck me while i was tipsy and extremely Horny. thank you for the love on i will. thank you for the likes, comments & reblogs—you guys make my heart explode. i love you.
“Ngh–fuck! ‘M g-gonna come– jus’ like that, Els, pleaseplease–”
The front of your body is pressed against the pale oak surface of your dresser. Ellie’s hands rest on the curve of your ass, pulling the meat taut, enamored by the debauched image of her cock riving you open. Her palm comes down with a smack on the soft integument of your derriere, the sting of the impact shoots to your core.
“Oh my god, baby— so wet..takin’ me so well,” Ellie gawks at the sight of your pussy weeping on her cock. The shaft slipping in and out so fluidly, the white ring of your cum forming at the base. She throws her head back, brows furrowed, mindlessly pounding into you. The kickback of the strap grinds against her puffy clit each time her hips meet your ass, the recoil encouraging her to go faster, harder.
“Come all over my cock, baby– fuuuck,” Ellie rasps, barely audible, her high approaching quickly. Her movements turn erratic, desperate to see you unravel for her. Her grip finds purchase on your plush hips, white knuckling the flesh, sure to leave tender bruises under their press.
The white hot sensation grows in your lower belly, traveling quickly to your peripheries.
“E-Els– fuck! I’m co-coming–” Your eyes roll back in ecstasy as your orgasm washes over you, a white haze clouds your vision. Your chest squeezes the air out of your lungs, choking on inaudible moans. Your pussy clenches around Ellie’s girth, squeezing, milking her cock as if it were real.
Grunts and groans slip past Ellie’s lips as she works towards her own release. Her thrusts become sloppy, harsh, quick, as she chases her high.
A whimper escapes Ellie, “ohmygod— ‘m coming oh fuuuck!” With one last thrust, Ellie stills inside of you. Her body folds over, sweaty skin meeting your own, feeling each gasp and convulsion that accompanies her orgasm.
Hot breath fans over the back of your neck, followed by gentle kisses that lead down, down.
Ellie slips out of you, falling to her knees, legs still shaking. You feel her presence at your core, “Els— too much, ‘s too much,” you plead with her.
“Gotta clean you up, princess.” As soon as the words leave her, she is diving into your folds, eating you from the back. Suckling the tangy nectar, moaning into you as she does so. The pressure of her tongue laps against your sensitive bud, you try to pull away but her hold is unforgiving, inescapable.
“Taste so good, baby, can’t let it go to waste.” Ellie pulls away, you peer over your shoulder, admiring the drunken expression painting her face. Your slick covers her chin, lips, nose…glistening against the rays of sunlight beaming through the window. Ellie looks god-like, heaven sent in this moment, freckled skin gleaming in sweat beads, half lidded eyes that look back at you, consumed by adoration.
Ellie stands, she lightly taps your ass, “On your knees, angel.”
You obey, slowly lowering yourself onto the hardwood, gazing up at Ellie, waiting for a command.
“Suck it.” Ellie pushes out her hips, still strap clad.
“Wha-”
“I said, suck it. Taste yourself on my cock, baby.” A sly smile tugs at her lips, “Clean up your mess.”
Ellie knows it isn’t real. She knows the purple appendage attached to the harness on her hips is merely silicone. But, fuck, it feels real when you swirl your tongue around the tip, gripping the base with your nimble fingers.
You flatten your tongue, licking from base to tip, gathering your own release onto your tastebuds. Wetness pools at your core, the sight of Ellie towering over you while you suck her silicone cock is erotic, hot. Especially when she moans and throws her head back as if she can feel your tongue gliding over the veins and ridges.
You take her deeper, fully into your mouth. The tip prods at the back of your throat, triggering your gag reflex, “Fuck— you look so pretty when you choke on my dick, baby.”
Tears fall down your cheeks, you gaze up at Ellie through damp lashes, mouth full of her cock. Her chest heaves, her eyes squeeze shut, overwhelmed by the lewd image, trying to burn it into her memory.
The resistance of your throat is too much, the kickback overstimulating her swollen clit, “O-Okay, baby…too much.” Ellie cradles your face as she pulls out of your throat. She notes the look of contentment on your face, pure bliss. She extends her hand, “Let’s actually get cleaned up now, yeah?”
She pulls you into her, leading your wobbly legs and sore knees to the shower.
-end-
a/n: sorry this was a suck ass ending. idk how to end fics. also this is my first ellie smut so be nice thank you 🙏🏼 i hope you enjoyed it yay!! -jen <3
#sapphic-gardn fics#ellie williams#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams smut#ellie williams fanfic#ellie williams x you
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how does pinterest see you 🍒
@strang3lov3 had an open tag so i grabbed the chance
search these and pick the first photo - celebrity, shoes, outfit, aesthetic, purse, makeup look
npt: @mrsquill @party-hearses @kiwisbell @leahsluxury @sapphic-gardn @chaotic-iguana
#carrie bradshaw came up as my outfit so i had to go for second option#not pinterest thinking i’m much cuntier than i really am#honoured#i want to bleach my hair#dee rambles#tag game
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rules: go to pinterest and search "celebrity," "outfit," "quote," and "aesthetic." the first four photos that pop up are your vibe.
tysm for the tags my loves @undrthelights @tinygarbage @sugarcoated-lame @honeyedmiller @joelslegalwhre @sempersirens @gracieheartspedro 🩷
the fit is what i’m wearing tonight to work omg why is this whole thing eating down
np tags @studioghibelli @annasinterests @nostalxgic @morning-star-joy @mrsmando @sapphic-gardn @joelsgreys @daydreamingmiller + whoever else wants to join 🩷 (sorry if you’ve been tagged already 💔)
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@sapphic-gardn + a fence to keep the m*n out
moving far away to a sunny place.
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i will
ellie williams x f!reader
summary: grief is complex and painful, ellie comforts you.
warnings: mentions of grief, nudity, ellie and reader take a bath together, mentions of boogers (yk when u have a runny nose from crying? yeah), no specific descriptions of reader other than having boobies and flesh, i dont think there is anything else but let me know!
word count: 1.3k
a/n: hi! i’ve returned from my hundred year long hiatus to torment you all. i started writing this comfort piece while i was experiencing life at Rock Bottom. i also found a lot of inspiration from the song i will by mitski <3 also thank you to @hier--soir for helping me with this one 💓 your writing inspires me, truly—i appreciate you tons & tons.
You find yourself curled up on the floor, the crisp breeze sweeping in from the crack under your front door. Chills dance over your skin, seeping into your body, coating your organs in a thin layer of ice. Your tears shed with a blue hue, painting your lips in a sheer lapis tint. Teeth chatter, bone against bone, reminders of the skeleton that is burrowed beneath layers of adipose tissue. Each exhale is accompanied by a dull ache.
Nights bring you here, disentangling your limbs from the warm confines of cotton sheets, calculated movements so as to not wake your girlfriend from slumber. The numbness creeps in through obscured dreams, visions of faces, now ghosts that haunt every distant memory. You emerge from the darkness, featherlight footsteps over creaky floors, loitering around the house amidst bewitching hours. You converse with the night sky, a one-sided interaction that mostly consists of your pleas—tell me why. Grief consumes you like tidal waves swallowing the shoreline. A mere particle of sand engulfed in foam, getting propelled further, further away from dry land.
The vibrations of Ellie’s bare feet padding on the wooden floor rumble through you. Her rasp breaks the silence. Baby—the only word that leaves her chapped lips, a pitiful tone leaking from her honeyed voice. Her hand caresses your tear stained cheek. Upon contact, a shrill sob rips through your larynx. You choke on anguish that rises like bile, it burns your esophagus as it creeps up.
Gentle hands guide your tenuous form to your feet, securing themselves at your sides. Subtle squeezes to the meat of your hips, wordlessly speaking—I’m here.
In your hazy state, you’re waltzed to the bathroom. One of Ellie’s hands fumbles with the light switch while she delicately maneuvers your entirety to sit upon the closed toilet seat. Cold porcelain hits the backs of your thighs, you hiss at the contact, a wince paints your expression. Ellie coos your name, a hushed thing that warms you from the inside. You study her features, a line forms between her furrowed brows, her green eyes searching for your own. Her gaze brings a settling feeling, something like a merciful wake up call. Ellie’s earthy scent mingles with the air. You inhale, the musky essence settles in your lungs, growing limbs and reaching for your heart; wrapping itself around the muscle in a tight embrace.
A tear slips past your waterline, her calloused thumb swiftly catches it as it trails down your cheek. A smile tugs at Ellie’s lips, “You’ve got boogers,” she gestures to your mucin coated upper lip with her pointer finger. An involuntary chortle escapes your mouth, alighting your saddened expression, “There she is, my pretty girl.”
Her focus shifts to the tub beside you, leaving the spot in front of you to turn the faucet on. Ellie peers over her shoulder to look back at you, “Let’s get you warmed up, yeah?”
Her digits fiddle with the running water as it warms, you examine the way her tendons tug at her knuckles, the freckled skin pulled taut with each swipe under the stream of water. Your eyes land on her side profile, you trace the shape of her nose and the protrusion of her pout like an etch a sketch to your brain. You count the freckles on her face, connecting them like constellations. Admiration blooms in your chest, you clutch your shirt where your heart beats faster.
Once the tub fills halfway, Ellie is undressing you—delicately tugging at the hem of your sleep shirt, pulling the thin material over the peaks and valleys of your body. Her touch is silken, it tickles your nerve endings, chills awaken beneath her fingertips. With each sliver of skin revealed, she whispers, beautiful, you’re so beautiful. And in these moments, you believe her, she utters the words with such conviction. You breathe with ease, allowing yourself to surrender to the woman disarming you.
She guides you towards the tub. Soft hands on your arm, your waist. That low, rasping voice in your ear, one foot, now the other… easy now, until you’re over the lip of the tub and being lowered into warm water. You let yourself sink a little lower, feel the water lap over your neck, your hair. You tilt your head back until everything is submerged except your face. Your eyes close, listening. You let the pressure of the water beat against your eardrums. Oceanic sounds bounce around inside your skull. For a split moment you are the sand and the sea, a shell burrowed in the earth.
When your eyes open, you meet the longing gaze of your partner. She admires the halo-shape your hair forms as it floats, the curve of your breasts breaking the surface, the way your tummy moves in waves with each steady inhale and exhale.
Your eyes wander to where Ellie is stepping out of her boxers, peeling her worn tank top over her auburn bed head, discarding the article in the tile. Her focus never falters from you. She looks so beautiful like this, the soft white light casting an illuminating glow to her supple skin. You sit up, folding your legs in, scooting forward—silent invitations. With two long strides, Ellie’s lanky limbs are climbing into the tub behind you. Your bodies mingle, arms and legs tangle and untangle, an uncoordinated tango.
Ellie surrounds you, she is everywhere. The warmth radiating from her coats every inch of your flesh like a blanket. Her thighs are pressed up against the sides of your own, caging you in, the physical security plucking away at your guardedness. Slippery arms snake around your middle, a vice grip pressing you against her front. You feel her heartbeat thump against your ribcage, feel her chest rise and fall with each breath. A connection so primal, so powerful, tethering you to her. Her lips graze the crook of your neck, a sigh escapes you, releasing the tension held in your abdomen. Taught muscles unfurl; a calmness washes over your senses.
Ellie begins to hum, short breaths tickling the shell of your ear. You recognize the song, familiar but just out of reach.
“What are you singing, baby?”
Ellie hushes you, “Shh, shh, just listen to me.”
Her gravelly tone recites the lyrics, “When all my hair turns grey, enter our twilight years,” you listen intently, the song bubbling at the forefront of your mind. A memory plays, placing a fragile disc in your record player, the needle spinning in its grooves, Ellie excitedly rehashing how she found it on patrol.
Both of you sat on the couch that night and tuned in, entwined and entranced. During the fourth song, Ellie stood, offering a hand—dance with me. And so, your bodies swayed around the living room as one entity. “And our friendships slip away, finding it hard to hear.”
Ellie memorized the lyrics, serenading you for weeks, “No I’ll never be afraid, as long as I still have you,” confessing her feelings through the Alessi Brothers.
And now, she croons the same song, “Together in an ocean of life / Just yours and mine / Motionless time / Love is the answer to eternal life.” Easing your mind, caroling the words that never come easy to her in conversation. Reminders of the fire you alight within her, the tenderness you pull out of her.
She is the breeze, the fierce wind that wrestles with the water. She reels you in from the deep end, a lifeline cast before you take your final breath. Her presence is a sanctuary, your vulnerability takes refuge in her arms—your safe haven.
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a/n: hiii!! if you read this all the way through, thank you! it’s my first time posting an ellie fic so i’m a liiiitle nervous eeee! also im a little rusty on my writing so forgive me if this sucks 🧍🏽♀️ and i gave up on editing my last read through bc i need to get this fic out or i will never post it
i have an ellie series and a one shot planned out so hopefully it won’t take me a lifetime to post those!!! okieee byeeee 💓
tagging moots: @ilovepedro @gracieheartspedro @undrthelights @daydreamingmiller @chaotic-mystery @cavillscurls @amanitacowboy (idk who else to tag i dont have an official taglist lol why is this so embarrassing)
#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams#ellie williams fluff#ellie williams fanfic#sapphic-gardn fics
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hey guys! so if you originally followed me (i was previously jenispunk) for joel miller/pedro character fics, i just wanted to let you know i will no longer be writing for joel (or any male character)!!
i will only be writing for abby and ellie from now on! if you do not want to see this content, i completely understand if you want to unfollow, no hard feelings <3
i have abby and ellie fics in the works right now that i’m really excited about sharing!!!
in the meantime, please feel free to send me requests to write for ellie or abby and i would love to write some drabbles/one shots!!!
okay that is all! i love you. thank you for being here and supporting me.
#sapphic-gardn fics#ellie williams#abby anderson#ellie williams x reader#abby anderson x reader#ellie williams smut#abby anderson smut
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