Yoko: Enid, Have You Ever Won An Argument With Wednesday?

oh calling me a coward now? bold of you to assume that calling me that doesn’t just spur me on more, baby.

and i absolutely love lightcannon. i keep up with a lot of league of legends lore so i’m a big fan! i also have catra’s headpiece that i made myself, maybe i’ll have to show you some time!

and i get that it might be stalker behaviour but it’s geniunely just that we’re kinda maybe meant to be!

oh it’s almost like you know me so well. i think i’m enjoying this a lot more than i thought! i’m sure the time will come when i hit your dms, my pretty wolf.

you are something else, something that i cant wait to meet once the masks drop

i don’t know ANYthing league of legends related BUT!!! isn’t star guardian Jinx x Lux hinted to a crumb of context? i don’t know.. all i know is pretty girls.. opposite girls.. kiss kiss love..

Catra mentioned 🫡 you have to show me sometime, not maybe, you have to now

⤹ this you?

“One day we'll have a pretty wedding, and I'll be your everything We'll be together, yes forever, we will never ever part Oh, you don't know it yet but baby I've already got your heart” <- immediately thought of this at your comment on your stalker behaviour (im definitely dying first in a horror movie.)

you’re a twisted little thing and that has peaked my interest up to space, can’t wait to see the face behind this whole facade. i truly wonder, will you be able to keep up once you’re no longer a secret? or are you generally just this way?

I know i am greek and we celebrated the big “no” a few weeks ago but shid i’d say yes 😓

ohh meeting you formally might just be the highlight of my day.

i’d like to thank 🍓 anon for revealing that my girl is into arts, by the way. as am i. i think that makes us even more of a perfect pair, don’t you think? maybe they can be our eugene haha.

oh? we’re already onto music, are we? i suppose you’ve got me dead on with those lyrics. i surely hope that you do not die first in a horror movie, my love, unfortunately that would turn me heartless and i’d have to hurt whoever hurt you back.

and perhaps, perhaps. that’s a fair point, i suppose it’s only right that you ask. would you want me any other way?

no eugene and no characters other than us, but yes i am an artsy girl and im pleased but not surprised that you are too!

in a horror film i’d assume you’d be the one to kill me if im being honest, but since your intentions seem to be shifted elsewhere then maybe ill live, maybe

and you seem to be hooked already, your stalker behaviour should appal me but it doesn’t, somehow. i am getting impatient though, not sure how much longer i can keep up the show on stage before i close the curtains. ill be waiting for you backstage. the show has an afterparty too, you wouldn’t wanna miss it!

Ohhh you’re old 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️ I still gotta finish up two years but I’m in it to win it. And that’s so fair honestly.

I’m surprised though! Greece has amazing architecture design. But I have no idea cause I’m not from there anyways haha.

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Greece is only fancy on some touristic places, but hey we got nice beaches though!

i appreciate a beach 10min by the house considering some people cant even be bothered to drive there from how far from it they live 😬

sounds like torture!

insatiable hunger.

yearning yearning yearning, i write more of these little poem things than i do actual fan-fiction ‘m sorry </3 i hope you enjoy this too, though!!

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i see her face. in the ever fast movement the spinning world around me makes, i always catch her face — she’s driven me mad.

wether it be her or not, i’m hungry, and the more i starve the more insatiable i am bound to get. i need to feel the warmth of her flesh beneath my own, purposeful fingers holding, kneading, gripping her in place right next to me.

right on to me.

right, being one with me. yeah, thats right..

i am hungry in a way no plate of food can fix, nothing can take this empty feeling away from me, someone can only fill it.

and she looks so pretty, my body wants her to be the one to fill it. my mind is sick and elsewhere, twisting every other face on the street to have the same curve of her lips, the sharpness of her eyes missing the gleam they get at the sight of me. oh how she loves me.

in a moment of such depravity the roles have no names attached and the bodily abilities are only for each others hands to touch. i wanted her to hold me by my hair, and i find myself gripping the back of her neck. i wanted her to greedily steal sounds from my lips to fill hers with, and i find myself devouring her every breath whole. i didn’t want her to do things to me anymore, i wanted her.

Okayyy slay! Surely you’re almost done with HS though, I would be outta there in a flash!

And I admire that you’ve definitely got the fundamentals of art down. I bet your work actually is so cool.

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i am in-fact almost done, thank god!! and taken that im in greece i am definitely outta here ASAP!! i need a creative outlet and this country is lacking it!

hey maybe one day i’ll share some art over here! who knows! maybe its sooner than ya think!!

hi pretty girl i miss you ☹️💕💕

shawty bae i was literally JUST in your dms rn💔

ugh. she’s such a loser, i’ve GOT to fuck her!!1

letting pervy!loser!ellie touch you for the first time… inspired by this post. mdni. cw  ;  inexperienced!ellie,  loser!ellie,  perv!ellie  adjacent.  tit  play.  thigh  riding. for some reason, this is longer than i intended.

subtlety was never ellie's best natural ability. no, really, it's not. walking into poles on the footpath, laughing too loud when she shouldn't—especially if it was something you said—and well, it's mainly you that voids her of subtlety. ellie isn't the wisest, and when she's crushing hard, her brain dissolves into fucking mush.

ellie's never felt so... nasty. when it comes to you, she has the most utterly insane thoughts imaginable. she's even thought about trying to steal a pair of panties out of your laundry hamper, but knew she couldn't pull it off clean enough.

when she sees something she likes, ellie can't help it. can you blame her? you had to know what you were doing to her, surely... that tank top looks like a second skin on your body, it's obvious you aren't wearing a bra either. the outlines of your nipples are prominent, the low neck of the tank revealing a fucking heavenly amount of cleavage. considering ellie's only had her imagination to go off—and she's been imagining what your body looks like naked—this is the closest she's ever got.

of course, what ellie wants to do right now is take a picture and let this last forever. but what she wants to do even more, is pin you down against the couch and take a proper look for herself. ha, as if.

this poor baby. she's been staring for so long, thinking you won't notice. of course you noticed! she's working herself up so much, shifting and squirming in her seat, trying to subtly press her hand between her thighs, and her eyes dart from the tv to your tits over and over.

it's a little tricky to decide how to act in response. she's your friend, and she just looks so worked up that you can't help feeling a little bad, almost like you owe her some for being the cause of her current issue. and she's vehemently reassured you that she's totally fine, just a little hot every time you've asked if she's alright.

"els?"

this time, when ellie looks over at you, prepared to force herself to make eye contact only, she unfortunately fails immediately. because you're holding your top up.

her face feels on fire, red filling her cheeks. she gasps upon initial reaction, but she still doesn't flinch or look away. she's practically stuck. that doesn't stop her from stammering a concerned question, though.

"how— why— would you do this?"

"oh." you tilt your head, drawing your lip between your teeth. the lip biting, your doe eyes, and your current state of indecency, it has ellie fucked over. "i just, i guess i noticed you were staring n' i felt like i owed you a look!"

"ohh." no, ellie doesn't understand you at all right now, but that doesn't make her ungrateful. she's trying not to act on pussy-whipped sentiments, but it's extremely hard. and what does she say in response? "you got.. niiiice boobs."

"thank you."

"can i..." ellie trails off, wiping her sweaty hands over her jean-clad thighs. "can i touch?"

her voice broke saying that, and she feels ridiculous. but you? you've never had a girl be genuinely nervous to touch you before.

"of course you can," you murmur, feeling warmth spread into both your face and panties. "i want you to."

"okay." you don't think you've ever heard ellie sound like this before. but she's reeling. you want her to do this. "i've never touched.. a girl before, never touched any boobs before, sorry."

"oh, reaaally?" you ask, giggling. somehow that only made your panties dampen more. "it's okay! just c'monn..."

"yeah, okay." ellie nods as if to psyche herself up, and then she moves closer to you. she makes sure, one more time, that her hands aren't clammy, before cupping your breasts.

she takes pretty firm handfuls, and her hands are shaky but so warm. ellie herself has to bite back a whimper, feeling your plushness in her palms. your skin is soft as silk. she's slow with it at first, massaging the supple flesh with slender fingers. the longer it goes on for, the more she discovers she really, really loves it.

ellie starts squeezing. she's hit gold when she brushes her thumbs over your nipples, because your entire body shivers. she lets out a shaky laugh before rolling the hardened buds beneath her callouses, watching you start to breathe a bit heavier. she experiments; pulling, tugging, pinching. she's squeezing your tits so roughly, pulling on your nipples a little too hard and yet when she does so, it makes you moan.

prettiest sound on earth. need to hear that more. ellie wants to hear that in her freaking dreams at night.

this feels like a dream altogether.

ellie doesn't really have any concept of gentle versus rough. she's plainly new to this and just a little over-excited. especially when you start to whimper. she's gone when she notices you start to rock your hips against the air, and she licks her dry lips.

"h-hey, come.. sit.. on my lap if you want..."

when you do, and ellie feels your thighs squeeze around her own, she feels her breathing speed up. she has her crush perched on her lap, grinding against her leg, and she's playing with your tits.

you drag your clothed cunt over ellie's thigh, back and forth. to hold yourself up you grab her by the shoulders and hold your top up between your teeth so ellie doesn't have to worry about a thing. you only want her to have the most perfect time manhandling your tits, so you'll be good and make sure your body is completely readily accessible to her.

"ellie, ellie!"

said girl is completely winded. she's wide-eyed, looking up at you like you aren't even real. you're squeaking out her name so sweetly, she's starting to think she won't make it. all this blood is rushing downwards and she can feel her pussy throbbing against her boxers. it feels like she's going to pass out.

"w-what's wrong?"

"nothingggggg, just keep doing that, s'feels sooo nice."

"oh! okay." honestly, ellie was also not so confident in her abilities. so to know that she is, somehow, making you feel actual pleasure? she's ecstatic. can't stop grinning so dumbly, bouncing her knee to stimulate you further.

and the way that your tits bounce right in front of her face? it's just so erotic. ellie relishes in the sounds of your weak whining, the fact that you're starting to sweat a little, and panting like a puppy.

"you're so fuckin' cute," ellie rasps, looking up at you. "you're doing so, so good."

now, ellie is no expert, her only 'training' is just the copious amounts of porn she's watched (and pretended was you and her). but she can tell you're getting close.

she also thought she'd be a little more suave with her words. she's trying so hard, yet for some reason no good dirty talk can make its way out. it's just getting stuck, as if she's really afraid to say it.

your orgasm builds up so fast. you hadn't even intended for it, but it hit you like a freight train. so hard and fast that when you cum, you pull ellie close and effectively suffocate her against your chest (by accident, of course), squeezing her tight whilst high moans and shrill gasps leave your mouth.

you slowly come down from the high, now panting into ellie's ear.

finally, she feels brave enough to speak up. that doesn't stop her voice from cracking, however, her shock evident. bless her.

"th–that's a good girl."

Of course i actively like- no. Adore Caitlyn when the majority starts to turn against her.

I love complex characters that make you feel. Yes, make bad decisions for good reasons, have good motives and take wrong actions, be good and be bad, be complex, in all your fictional beauty master being real, being human, being too much.

it actually did go so well! i ended up also making thing out of paper, he looked a bit silly but i enjoyed having him around…

we had like a little halloween thing at school so it was funny to see other people dress up for once.

and you’re right, that’s so us. does it make it better if you know that i actually do speak spanish?

and maybe if you ask nicely i’ll reveal myself 🙂‍↕️

ohmygosh thing out of paper!!! thats so creative!! was he in 2D or did you attempt 3D?

i WISH we did halloween, but in February we have the carnival instead so theres that, at least we’ve got something

YOURE INSANE i do not, infact, know spanish. picture this in a fancy tone -> thou will have to teach me.

anon? making me be nice? on my own page? the tables?

i’d love it if you’d dm me so we could have a proper conversation, please reveal yourself and i pppromise you wont regret it, im fun to talk to (>ᴗ•) !