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this one is lowkey weird but can you please write edr platonic!ellie x reader where ellie plays more of a motherly role towards the reader and is cheering them up after they had a bad day 🙏🙏

sorry i lowkey only request evil dead but ur the only dude that writes them and you write them so well 😭 -🛒anon]

OMG HELLO WELCOME TO THE FAMILY 🛒 ANON (the shopping cart is my favorite emoji omg) ; and oh my lord thank you so much!! and yes I've never really drifted out of this fandom, I only got more attached to it LMAO, please spam me w edr reqs bc I love writing for it lol 🫶🫶🫶

ELLIE BIXLER ; motherly love

summary ; you had a bad day and retreat to the Bixler's apartment

warnings ; language, motherly type of affectionate nicknames (baby, sweetheart, & honey)

genre ; platonic fluff

word count ; 543

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You'd had a rough day at school, which you ranted about the whole rainy bus ride home with Danny. You'd already gotten confirmation that you could come over from the blonde, considering his mother loved you like you were her own, and also because your own mother couldn't love you like how she did.

You threw your things down in your apartment and immediately ran down to the Bixler's, knocking on their door. Kassie opens the door, welcoming you in as she informs you why Bridget wasn't in school today since she was sick. You quickly find Ellie, working at her desk.

Once Bridge scoops up Kassie to help her with the hot glue gun, you turn to the woman you viewed as your mother, tears welling in your eyes. She quickly looks to you, and stands up, wrapping you in a hug.

"Oh, baby, what happened? Are you okay?" She asks, knowing that you got off the bus with Danny no more than ten minutes ago. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know what I'm gonna do with my life, and my fucking guidance counselor was like 'you're gonna be a senior soon, you need to make something of yourself' and I don't know what I'm good at! And fucking no one knows how to shut their mouths and I have no friends other than Danny, and it fucking sucks and I hate this stupid shit!" You rant, crying into her arms. Her red hair slightly drapes over your shoulders and your head, wrapping you in a sort of protection, in a way.

She hugs you a little tighter and rocks you a bit, comforting you by listening and rubbing circles into your back. She listens calmly, holding you tight to give you a sense of protection from the world so nothing could hurt you.

"You're okay, honey, it's okay. I can help you"

"I'm tired of feeling like a fucking loser! I want to do shit with my life, I don't wanna be a deadbeat like my stupid parents!"

"It's okay, you're okay." She strokes a hand through your hair, listening to your weeping, your tears temporarily staining her shirt. "I'll help you, honey, it's okay"

You look up at her, your arms wrapped around her midsection tightly. "Please help me, I can't do this anymore"

"I will, baby, you're gonna be alright. You're gonna get through this. " She lightly smiles with a nod, reassuring you.

You loved that she didn't dumb down your problems or tell you it wasn't a big deal, or that you needed to grow up. Ellie understood you, she understood you more than nearly anyone else in this world, she was your favorite human. You started calling her mom long ago.

She made you dinner and brought over leftovers for you frequently. She bought and brought you old clothes, she was there to comfort you when you were down, and there to help motivate you when you got so depressed that you couldn't function.

"I need help, Mom. I'm scared" You sob, clinging onto her.

"You're gonna be okay, I promise you, I swear to you. Just calm down, okay?" She whispers, noticing you beginning to hyperventilate and hiccup.

"I love you"

"I love you too, sweetheart"

I wish butch n femme balls existed. Not to b a fucking sap n a massive dyke but wow. Ugh even. Just wanna wear a gown n stilettos n have my honey greet me w a bouquet before we leave n we wear matching or complimentary jewelry n spend hours on my hair and makeup to impress. N then when we get there my honey will spin me around the room for a brief dance before grabbing something to drink, wine for me n whiskey for her, as we chat w other dykes n celebrate butchfemmeness. Or whatever

If this ain't the realist response I've seen 🤣🤣 I said....

If you’re black, and still active on this mf I need you to reblog this so we can keep the community close.

the dinner party

Mom: so um...how long did you say you knew each other?

Y/n looking across the table at Ellie: oh just um...a couple of months

Ellie sticking the bread sticks up her nose

Y/n:....

Mom:....

Ellie smiles widely

I sometimes peep how posts have more likes than reblogs , when the whole point of Tumblr is to keep shit circulatin’ by rebloggin’

Birthday Part 2

Nsfw 18+

Maestro loved to tease you, the older you got the worse the teasing became. They would always wear fish nets or an entire lingerie set underneath their gowns and wait for you to notice to get a delicious reaction from you. During the party you two snuck off and ended up in your room with maestro on your bed and you on the floor in between their legs. Maestro always instructed you, and you never dared to disobey an order from them. "Be a good girl and take mommy's tights off". They found out a week back that you had a mommy kink. Of course you never told but somehow they find out everything. You squeezed your thighs together while letting a whimper that was literal music to maestros ears slip past your pouty lips. "awww is someone feeling needy, do as I say and you'll get your reward. Disobey me and you get nothing. Mommy will quite honestly leave you to beg while i have a fun time with myself in front of you". They giggled maniacally under their breath. You did as you were told and the last thing you remember was your face in between maestros legs while their nails scraped the back of your head tangling their fingers into your hair while moaning the most delicious tunes your ears could ever hear. You loved hearing them so much it made you wet just hearing them. You could almost cum from the moans alone but you didn't want to upset your mistress. "Mmm, that's a good girl. Right there". Maestro rolled their eyes back softly while letting you explore every last bit of their warm wet cavern. You were so drunk on everything you didn't even realize when they came on your face. "such a pretty little thing. I'm never letting you go". They purred against your lips moaning from the taste of their juices on you. And for that you have to say best fucking birthday gift ever.

Sleepover at the bixler house be like

Bridget in her room with Y/N: so what do you wanna do tonight?

Y/N: not sure, but hey I saw your mom crawling around in the kitchen earlier is that normal?

Bridget: only on Fridays

Y/N: um tonight is Monday

Bridget:...

Y/N.....

Blood lust

she was an unforgiving dangerously beautiful mysterious creature. She wasn't a damsal in distress she was a woman of many secrets. You were always told never to roam the old Victorian house at night but...something always coaxed you. It was like a gravitational pull that made your heart ache. One hour later you found yourself sweating while your hands were tied up. Tugging on the ropes that bound them to each bed post. Though your legs were free you were not able to do with them as you pleased. Your heart hammered through your rib cage as the hair that surrounded your face stuck to your forehead like glue. Vision going blurry all you saw was a figure standing in front of you. The whites of her eyes shown yet not the pupils. Was she a ghost? You never cared to know. Your thighs ached with every thrust she took on top of you, riding you like a dark horse in the night. Her moans echoed through your brain. You felt a hot ball of fire burst through your stomach, white flashes of arousal shoot through your veins like a lightning bolt. You knew this was wrong but it felt so right. Who was this woman? Was this her estate? Again you never cared to find out but you're glad you and her met.

Mommy has a pretty watchful eye on her little maggots we mustn't disappoint her.