I’m obsessed with my girlfriend.
NOOOOO
this is so true
𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗥𝗮𝗲 ★⋆。 °⋆
🎸💋📸💸
I love her so God. Please never let me forget her.
she’s so fine ion even know what to say
Caption !
I TRIED TO BE THE CHILL GIRL WHO HOLDS HER TONGUE AND GIVES YOU SPACEEEE
It’s hard being casual when my favourite bra’s lying in your dresser
VBS
Chapter 1:
“VBS” ~ Lucy Dacus
DAILY CLICK 🇵🇸
rebel!ellie x fem!reader
a/n: this one’s more fluff and to every gay baby still in a church, thinking they don’t belong.
summary: you grew up religious without questions and in summer you would get send to vacation bible school. The camp always felt like prison to you, until a very interesting girl appeared.
c/w: smut in future chaps!!, religious trauma (obviously)
7/20/2007
Readers pov:
2:34 p.m
You're sure you've never been asked. Never. It was always natural that you believe and pray. For everyone, for your family, your church friends, the pastors. The doubts also started very early. At 6, if you remember correctly.
You felt so guilty back then that you prayed and read the Bible all night long. The fear that demons could possess you, as soon as God left you, made you almost manic. But you thought that it was meant to be, that this was the price you needed to pay for being a child of God. But it began to feel more like a curse than a gift.
Of course you never told anyone this, you weren't crazy after all, but the thoughts followed you everywhere. You were waiting to be saved by someone, by God or just a person. No one ever appeard.
Until you turned 18. Until it was the summer of 2007.
Parisian girlie 🩰
Cola
Pairing: Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader
Summary: You were off for spring break, why not introduce yourself to your parent’s new next door neighbor?
Warnings: SMUT. MDNI. Infidelity, older Ellie, touching, kissing, fingering, squirting, strap usage (r!receiving)
Word Count: 4k
A/N: Part two / Part three
“Those two always argue.” Your mom huffed out, eyes flickering over to the open kitchen window, the sounds of a shouted confrontation pouring in through the screen. You turned your head away from your mom, squinting to see through the mess of trees and bushes that separated your parent’s house from their neighbors.
Whoever they were, they didn’t sound happy. Some of the words exchanged made you wince, eyes widening as you looked back to your mom with a faint and semi-embarrassed laugh, as though you’d heard too much from someone you didn’t even know the face of.
mother cain i miss you