#ebb

[endrae]

Esoteric Ebb is a fantastic game if you didn't know already

Do you like DND and Disco Elysium? Please play it, I guarantee you won't be disappointed. Also, this isn't a paid add, it's just that I like this game exactly this much hahh

[vivi-mockumentary]

LMAO MY PARENTS FIGHTING

honestly if i had to research like 2000 years of history to make references and then my husband said "skip all that" i would be mad too

[anmakguse]

canon interaction

[demie90s]

Tiktok Edits

꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Juju Watkins X READER ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ MASTERLIST MORE

⭑ pairing: juju watkins x reader (usc!fem!reader)

⭑ summary: you’re mic’d up at practice… which should’ve been a warning for the team, coaching staff, and especially Juju, who’s just trying to stretch while you’re thirsting over her TikTok edits mid-practice

⭑ genre: comedy, chaos, flirty dumbassery

⭑ warnings: reader has no filter, delulu behavior, light suggestiveness

⭑ word count: ~0.4k

Practice. 3:47 p.m.

You’re mic’d up. A bad idea. Everyone knows this.

You’re already in compression shorts, jersey twisted in the back, and a gold chain bouncing against your chest while you jog through warmups. But are you quiet? No. You’re talking to the mic like it’s your personal podcast.

“Y’all already know I got that dog in me,” you start, breathing a little heavy. “But today I’m mic’d up so don’t say nothin’ incriminating, y’all. For real. This sh*t going on YouTube.”

Dom throws you a towel. “You incriminating yourself. Every time.”

You wipe your face and point straight across the gym. Juju’s mid-stretch, arms over her head, twisting like she ain’t got a care in the world. The lighting catching her braids like divine intervention.

“Speaking of crimes,” you mutter to the camera, slowing to a walk, “look at Juju. LOOK at her. Nah, zoom in.” You pretend to hold a lens. “Editor, zoom in.”

Juju glances over, deadpan. “I can hear you.”

You grin. “Yeah, and so can TikTok. That’s the point, baby.”

Coach blows the whistle. Drills. You half-run, half-skip into position. The camera guy follows you. “Let me do this right quick and then imma go back to bullying Juju. Priorities.”

Fast-forward. Water break. You should be stretching. Hydrating. Maybe reviewing plays. But no. You got your phone out like you’re in your bedroom at 2 a.m. on fan cam TikTok.

“Yo look at this edit,” you say out loud, holding your screen to the camera. “Look at the slow-mo. LOOK AT THE SLO-MO.” You spin your phone around to the team. “Y’all see this transition? I reposted it on my story twice. No shame. Weak in the knees? STAND UP? No. Fall harder.”

Aaliyah screams-laughs and trips over her own foot.

You walk past Juju, still watching the edit, whispering like it’s a prayer. “Ouuu she fine.”

Juju raises a brow. “Ain’t you supposed to be in the drill?”

You tuck your phone into your waistband. “Girl, the only drill I need is you.”

A loud, collective “YOOOOO” echoes across the gym. Coach looks ready to pack it up.

You wipe your face again. “This is the most cardio I’ve done since I saw her in that black tunnel fit. Whew. My lungs ain’t been the same since.”

Someone throws a ball at you. You duck. Laughing.

“Y’all mad cause I got taste,” you mumble. “Anyways, editor, leave this part in.”

Next play. You’re locked in. Real defense. Real sweat. But you still whisper as Juju runs past: “You can foul me any time.”

Another “AYO” from the sideline.

Coach finally breaks. “Focus!”

You blink innocently. “What? I’m focused. On her. Like we’re all doing the same thing here, right?”

Juju finally walks over, hand on her hip, chewing gum. “You gon’ keep actin’ up?”

You shrug. “You gon’ stop being fine?”

She blinks once. Slowly. “You lucky I like your delusional ass.”

“Oh, I know,” you smile, “but say it louder for the mic.”

[renabe4life]

Fair Game Week 2026 Day 4 - Bite | Stuck Together

before you sink your teeth in and I forget how to breathe tell me what if I drown?

[gudgurkan]

Quest icons I've done for the game Esoteric Ebb

[hoork]

Slowly working on playing most of the mother series so how about Ninten? ^^

When you and your friends just got blown up by a giant robot and your girl best friend declares her love for you when your mortally wounded friend is right outside the door

[letraspal]

Ebb’s the nicest person at Watford. Younger than the teachers and surprisingly powerful for somebody who decided to spend her life taking care of goats.

“What does being powerful have to with anything?” Ebb’ll say. […] “I’m not a soldier. Don’t see why I should have to fight for living just because I can throw a punch”

Ebb Petty. | Women of the Simon Snow Trilogy.