#elleoelliot

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it’s either i never let anyone in again or constantly ask for assurance that they won’t leave

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The morning after, i find

A burden in my mind

Have to relieve the pain before i die

Or maybe that's the reason why

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My room is tidy and clean

The cleanest my mama has seen

She slams the door anyway

All she does every day

[elleoelliot]

hozier when he said “heaven and hell were words to me”

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okurrrr i have sm writing inspo rn

yandere creepypasta drabble + one shot series??

YESSSSUHH

fffffffffffUCKKKK no

Voting ended onAug 3

[elleoelliot]

i realllyyyyy need a yandere!creepypastas fic…. should i just write it myself

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i am in fact easy like a sunday morning

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insecure!reader who’s biggest enemy is her chest. maybe her boobs are too small, or too big, or shaped different than “all the other girls.” maybe her areolas are too large and puffy, or her nipples constantly soft. maybe her breasts are uneven in shape or size, maybe they just aren’t perky or pretty enough. at least, that’s what she- or you believe.

insecure!reader paired with a man who loves and worships every fucking thing about you. loves your body, but also your heart, your soul, and your mind. a man who kisses you until you forget about your insecurities about your chest, worships your skin in gratitude for holding his favorite person together. he won’t force you to take your bra off and show him your body whole, but he’ll make you feel so safe and loved and cared for that you’ll let him.

he’ll unclip your bra slowly, savoring the hitch in your breath and the way you grow nervous. he’ll place the softest of kisses on the skin of your collar, moving down until he comes face to face with your chest.

“..fucking beautiful,” he all but whispers, eyes honed in on your breasts. he wonders why has she been hiding such pretty things from me? he caresses them softly, thumbs toying with your nipples as you begin to grow shy, but he practically drools at the sight of you.

his lips latch around your nipple gently. he licks and sucks and worships your chest so tenderly it makes you want to cry, while his other hand meets your other breast and kneads.

your fingers tangle in his hair and pull softly, beginning to whine as he grew desperate. lips sucking your sensitive skin, licking and slobbering all over your chest.

“fuck, you been keeping this from me?” he groans as you whimper, his hips beginning to grind slowly, unconsciously into the mattress beneath you both.

your heart flutters at his words, feeling a bit silly for being so insecure when this is how he feels about you, when this is how much he adores your body, when this is how good it feels to be taken care of so delicately.

insecure!reader x man who loves every fucking part of you, because it’s you, and in his eyes, you are more than perfect, you are more than enough.