Elian_9.1.14

24 | He/Him | Great, we're all bloody inspired | Aris Jones fanboy | Just a Glader walking on Denver | I write fanfics on AO3, Wattpad, and FanFiction

[elianglader]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

A new Aris x Newt fic. This one is a bit more elaborated. I wish all of you like it 😄.

[elianglader]

Aris Jones appreciation post

[nrtnrtnrt]

RUNNERS!

[beedeewun]

more doodlin

[fettupwithyou]

I am terribly late, but what else is new?

Star Wars Queer Week Day 1: Keldabe Kiss

@star-queers

I have nothing to say, except that these two are gay and in love 🌈✌

(click to view in better quality)

[bon-sides-sw]

Commission done for @babygirlbridger and @krispyswips A really great scene of their Fic To Our Halcyon Days (E)

If you like my art or want to leave a tip, buy me a Ko-Fi!!

[ledeni-tm]

Padawan group holophoto !! In a universes where Ahsoka, Cal, Trilla, Caleb and Barriss all know each other and everything is fine ! (let me dream) Not pictured : their masters (Obi-Wan included, Ahsoka is his padawan too) gushing at the cuteness behind the holocamera.

[jayjay-thejet-plane]

They got a little… distracted while taking care of Cals injuries 👀

(Boba is still lowkey mad about how reckless Cal was being, but Cal is quite pleased with this turn of events so he learnt nothing)

Close ups under the cut :P

[prettyboy-freakshow]

The Empire: Jedi terrorist Cal Kestis

Meanwhile, Cal: 🥺

[l-kawi]

BD-1's running off to do its droid things.

[birdfulchaos]

i dont know if there are both dbh and maze runner enjoyers out there except for me but i just... had an idea

[that-tmr-girl]

The Rules {Part 1}

Oral

I already know what everyone would say if they knew about us. How it's a bad idea and we'll get hurt. How it would only end in feelings and disaster. How we'll both just be worse off than before. How history will only repeat itself.

But what's the alternative? I can't just go around taking every girl's virginity, and there aren’t exactly any other guys coming anytime soon. Besides, even if there was, they wouldn't know her the way I do. They wouldn't know the right way to touch her, where to be soft, how fast to go, and all the things she adores but won't ask for. And nobody else could be her. Nobody could make her sounds, taste like her, feel like her, look like her. Nobody could ever be her.

And now, nobody needs to be.

Brushing her hair out of her face, I whispered in her ear, listening to her laugh as I pulled away. Holding back a smile, I put my fingers to my lips as she gave me a nod, her lips still upturned in her pretty grin.

Taking in her features for a moment, I averted my gaze when I felt it become too much. Kissing down her stomach, I made sure not to look her in the eye as I trailed my lips against her soft skin before coming to her pants. Pulling everything off, I looked up at her for permission which she granted.

Accepting her answer, I licked up a teasing stripe up her middle. Giving me a whine, she clutched the sheets as I slowly pleasured her with my mouth. Not that it matters. She'd be pulling my hair soon enough.

Pressing a kiss to her clit, I gripped her thighs as I started plunging my tongue in and out. Arching her back, she let out small whimpers as I increased my pace just enough. Sure enough, her hands made my way to my head as she started tangling her hands in my hair. Moaning inside of her, I heard her grow just a little louder as she repeated my name through ragged breaths. Pretending that didn't kill me, I tuned out her sounds as I felt the way her legs started shaking. With her grip on my hair tightening, I kept her legs spread as she pushed her hips further into my mouth one last time before letting go. Keeping my mouth open, I got everything I could from her, savoring her white liquids on my tongue before swallowing them. Pulling away, I traced my tongue on her inner thighs just to be safe, feeling her cum warm my throat. Licking my lips, I got the rest of her before opening my eyes to see her out of breath with a dazed smile. Resisting the urge to call her my sweet girl, my beautiful girl, my love, my princess, I didn't say anything as I caressed her cheek.

“Need you, Aris,”She said through heavy breaths. And I need her too. Just not only in that way.

Pushing the thought down, I straddled her and aligned myself with her entrance before asking if she was ready. When she said yes, I slowly pushed into her. Hearing her moan my name, I closed my eyes to stop the tears as I tried to savor being inside of her. Holding her waist, I fit myself all the way in before holding still so that she could adjust. Holding back grunts, I didn't think anything of the way I kept my hands on her. Not until I felt her start to shake a little too much. I looked at her only to see little tears in her eyes. Pulling out and leaning over her, I was quick to wipe them and ask what happened.

“You’ve never held on that tight,”She managed to say through ragged breaths. Looking down, I saw the dark handprints, soon to be bruises I left on her, and she was never good with pain. Her tolerance was admittedly low so what could be so minor to some hurt so badly to her.

“I’m so sorry. I’m really, really sorry,”I promised, praying that she knew that I always only wanted to be gentle with her. With her body, with her mind, and with her heart. Hoping that she knew I didn't do it on purpose and never would. Silently pleading to myself that this wouldn't be our last night like this.

Being light, I ran my fingers over the bruises to try and soothe her. All the while, repeating my apology.

Feeling the way she seemed less tense, I pressed my lips to every single print before gazing up at her. While her tears had stopped falling, she just looked out of it. With a quiet yawn, I got my answer as to why. She was tired. Really tired.

“Is there anything you need from me?”I asked, still tracing my fingers on the bruises.

“Stay?”She whispered.

“Of course. I always-”

“No. Next to me. Stay next to me,”She clarified.

The rules. This was definitely against the rules.

But I don't care. I had missed her. Really, really missed her, and even if I didn't mean to, I had just hurt her. The rules can fuck off for one night.

Like I used to, I slipped her underwear back on, being extra cautious this time, before putting her in one of my hoodies. Only bothering with my boxers, I put the blanket over her before pulling her close. She seemed to lean into my touch as I pressed a kiss to her neck. Wrapping my arms around her, she intertwined our legs as she held me back.

This was breaking the rules. So many of them.

But I couldn't care less. Whether I said it or not, it was true. I had never fallen out of love with her.

[thornb4ck]

cal is standing on a box

[elianglader]

—Tommy.

—Yes, Newt?

—Tell me a word that starts with the letter k.

—Kiss me.

—I said, one word.

—Kissme.

[scisac]

newt - the maze runner 2014

[luna-azzurra]

Some tips for using a few words to describe voices:

1. Tone Words: Use tone words to convey the emotional quality of a voice. For example, you can describe a voice as "melodic," "soothing," "sharp," "gentle," or "commanding" to give readers a sense of the tone.

2. Pitch and Range: Mention the pitch and range of the voice. Is it "deep," "high-pitched," "raspy," or "full-bodied"? This can provide insight into the character's age, gender, or emotional state.

3. Accent and Diction: Describe the character's accent or diction briefly to give a sense of their background or cultural influences. For instance, "British-accented," "Southern drawl," or "formal."

4. Volume: Mention the volume of the voice, whether it's "whispering," "booming," "murmuring," or "hushed."

5. Quality: Use terms like "velvet," "silken," "gravelly," "honeyed," or "crisp" to convey the texture or quality of the voice.

6. Rate of Speech: Describe how fast or slow the character speaks, using words like "rapid," "slurred," "measured," or "rambling."

7. Mood or Emotion: Indicate the mood or emotion carried by the voice. For example, a "quivering" voice may convey fear or anxiety, while a "warm" voice may express comfort and reassurance.

8. Resonance: Describe the resonance of the voice, such as "echoing," "nasal," "booming," or "tinny."

9. Timbre: Mention the timbre of the voice, using words like "rich," "thin," "clear," or "smoky."

10. Cadence: Highlight the rhythm or cadence of speech with descriptors like "staccato," "lilting," "rhythmic," or "halting."

11. Intonation: Convey the character's intonation by saying their voice is "sarcastic," "apologetic," "confident," or "questioning."

12. Vocal Characteristics: If applicable, mention unique vocal characteristics, like a "lisp," "stutter," "drawl," or "accented 'r'."

[elianglader]

Just a kiss (own work)

It wasn't what any of us expected. Jay was completely angry and you could see his eyes burning with rage. He knew he had hit her where it hurt. He noticed it as soon as I looked away from him. He felt a little scared, but nothing he couldn't handle. He feared retaliation from him, although he couldn't help but let a feeling of pleasure invade my body.

"Listen to me, Elián, you will wish you had not preferred such a blow," the black-haired boy warned as he wiped the blood that fell, in drops, from his right cheek.

"I don't care in the least about your threats, Jay, I'm not going to let your unstable emotions intimidate me," I replied, looking at him, before turning around to ignore him and walk in the opposite direction to where he was.

There was something about him that was very striking to me. His tension caused an electrifying sensation in my mechanical body. I knew that he was still a human, in part and more so after the accident I had and the reconstruction and replacement of some members of my body with robotic and synthetic devices; but it made me feel tachycardia when I felt that I was beginning to feel some attachment to him. "No!" I exclaimed to myself, in the depths of my mind.

I continued on my way, but it didn't last long, if not at all. Jay had stood up and assaulted me, while his back was turned, and he grabbed my shirt, turned me around, and fixed his murderous gaze on me. He noticed his heavy breathing, his blood leaving a bright crimson thread on his cheek and his green eyes distilling the reflection of the sun's rays. He was very nervous.

"No matter how much you avoid me, Glader, you won't be able to avoid me," the boy told me in a tone that was quite affable for what he could expect from the previous situation. I'll let your ridiculous punch pass if you shut up.

"You liked it, I liked it. We both liked it, please shut up," he said before making a martial maneuver, surprising to me, and leaving me on the ground.

"Hey, you hurt me!" I suffered between moans of pain.

"And not you to me?" He replied as he put one of his fingers on my lips and told me to shut up, with the typical "shhh" sound.

At that point I got carried away. He didn't want to repeat anything similar, but the fact that he had not had previous contact with any girl caused him to feel an incessant attraction towards other boys. He was still a teenager, but the loyalty programs promoted a lot of contact, both physical and emotional, between us.

"Please... Jay," I stammered in a gap that the dark-haired boy left me, begging for him to leave me.

He was kneeling above me, holding my hands above my head, barely able to move. I sobbed a little and tried to convince him through sentimentality, but he didn't do that, instead he came closer to me, at the point where our breathing and heartbeats became very fast. I could feel his warm breath-taking refuge between my lips. I closed the eyes. I didn't want to, but my body asked for it. Jay brought his lips together and chained me into a new kiss that I enjoyed every second. A burst of joy and ecstasy washed over me, from top to bottom, as I hugged him for the enjoyment of both of us.

"Jay, please leave me alone, I don't want to continue with this," I said awkwardly as I tried to get away from him.