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melkluver · 1 year

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Midnight

Ellie Williams x f!reader

word count: 3k

warnings: SMUT- like a lot. marijuana consumption, established relationship, minors DN!!!!

a/n: I need to express all of my feelings and this is the only way that seems right (I also tried to proof read to the best of my ability)

The clock reads midnight. You can’t sleep, and you haven’t been able to for the past couple of weeks.

All you think about is her. Ellie. She’s always on your mind and you can’t seem to get her out, not that you want to anyway.

You guys have been dating for the past several months and the relationship has been so much better than anything you could’ve ever asked for.

She knows you, she cares about you. She remembers every single detail about you.

She loves every part of you, even the scars that scatter across your body that you’ve collected over the years from the countless run-ins with the infected.

Her love is genuine and kind.

Of course you feel the same way about her. You would do anything for Ellie.

You need Ellie.

You decided to get up out of the bed to make your way over to her house, making sure to grab boots and a jacket seeing as it was freezing outside. You also made sure to grab your backpack that had something in it that you knew would definitely help you two fall asleep.

You wrapped the jacket around your figure tightly when you stepped outside, hoping to block out as much cold air as possible. Like expected, the Wyoming cold was too much and made your journey towards Ellie’s little shed even more difficult than you had planned for.

When you arrived at the green house in the backyard, you wasted no time in knocking. You were eager to see her.

“Hi El” You said smiling to the auburn haired girl.

“Hey babe” she says back. She wastes no time pulling you inside, closing the door behind you.

It wasn’t unexpected for you to show up in the middle of the night. It was something that Ellie had grown quite fond of, secretly hoping every night you would find yourself making your way back towards her.

You engulf each other into a hug, her hands rubbing up and down your back feeling every inch of your covered skin. Ellie’s figure stood taller than yours, but it wasn’t too drastic of a height difference.

Your eyes meet each other. Wasting no time, you both move forward harmoniously with your lips eventually meeting.

You guys act like you haven’t seen each other in days, when in reality you had seen her only yesterday. You guys had been busy with patrolling recently, there's been more and more sightings of infected, and sometimes it’s hard to catch the other one awake before they accidentally fall asleep from exhaustion.

Our saving grace was the weekends. Maria thought it would be nice giving you guys weekends off especially because of how hard the two of you have been working, You guess infected didn’t matter on the weekends. Not that you were complaining anyway.

“I have something.” You giggled, pulling away from the kiss, making your way towards her couch while also making sure to tug your boots and jacket off behind you.

“What is it?” Ellie said, following right behind you.

You placed down the backpack on her little table in front of the couch, pushing the zipper to the side and pulling out the medium sized glassware Eugene had lent you.

“Holy shit,” Ellie exclaimed “how’d you get that!” she grabbed the bong out of your hands, taking a closer look.

“Eugene, who do you think? He only needs a little bit of sweet-talking.” You said playfully to the green eyed girl.

She playfully pushed your shoulder, laughing in the process. “Do you even know how to use this? I don’t.” she says sheepishly.

“Eugene gave me the rundown on how to use it, I think I got the jist of it.” You say back to your girlfriend. “We need water,” You say, turning to Ellie.

She nods and walks away into her bathroom, grabbing a cup in the process. The faucet squeaked as she filled the cup up with water.

She handed you the clear cup when she finished filling the cup all the way to the top. “Thank you baby,” you mumbled to her while pouring some water into the side of the bong. “I think this should be enough. Eugene said not to cover this hole with water.”

She mumbled an ‘okay’ before sitting back down next to you, intertwining her legs with yours.

She was a very touchy person and you loved it. Every touch she left on your body, you were sure enough to soak up.

You pulled the small little baggy of the loose green flower out of the bag. Eugene had somehow managed to keep and maintain a weed farm during an apocalypse, something you weren't sure how he did. It made so much sense now on why Eugene always liked to patrol in that area.

It was a complete accident when you stumbled across it too. You were supposed to be trading shifts with Eugene for patrolling that day but when you arrived at the lookout and he wasn’t there you made a decision to search the surrounding area. You found the library and made your way towards the basement where the atrocious smell of what you thought then was skunk, was seeping out.

You found Eugene passed out, sprawled across the couch. When you eventually woke him up, he made you promise you wouldn’t tell anyone about him and the stinky flower he called weed.

That was months ago. Eugene had given you weed in the form he called ‘joints’ only twice before this, obviously you shared it with Ellie. This was something new though.

You opened the little baggy, and grabbed a small amount of the sticky green stuff to place in the part Eugene had told you to.

“Okay,” You paused, trying to remember his exact instructions. “He said we have to breathe in while lighting this part, and then he said we take this little piece out from the side when we’re done inhaling the smoke.”

“Sounds simple enough to me.” Ellie said.

You love how Ellie is always eager to do things with you, no matter how dumb or stupid it may seem to everyone else. She is something worth living for, she makes you feel so free.

You turn your head towards Ellie, pressing your lips to hers feeling an overcome of emotions towards the girl.

You brought the glass up to your mouth and followed the steps, eventually being able to finally see smoke fill up the cylinder. You took out the little glass piece like he said, and inhaled all the smoke that still lingered.

It’s only a few seconds before you start to cough, you were honestly so thankful that Ellie had gotten more than enough water for trying to fill the bong.

You cough for a few more seconds, before your lungs finally start to calm down from the sensation of water. You extend the glassware over to Ellie while also handing her the lighter you had brought from home.

Ellie had taken a hit out of the bong and to your own surprise, she didn’t cough.

“Okay big girl” You say, playfully rolling your eyes towards your girlfriend.

“Come on babe. You know how horny you just made me, saying that?”

It’s not uncommon for Ellie to use dirty talk, and you knew how much it did to her when you used dirty talk back, especially when you talked to her like she was in charge. She was dominant and you didn’t mind it.

“Yeah?” You say while taking the bong from Ellie, bringing the cylinder back up to your mouth to take another hit. “Show me” You say while exhaling out the smoke.

She wastes no time in taking the bong out of your hands to place it on the table in front of you.

She turns back to you and grabs the back of your neck pulling you forward, bringing you to sit on top of her, your lips immediately crashing together. Your mouths move together, her tongue making its way into your mouth as your tongues fight for dominance, which Ellie obviously wins. You moan into the kiss as Ellie’s hands explore your body, especially paying attention to your ass.

You struggle to breathe and pull away, to which Ellie responds by crashing her lips onto your neck leaving love marks that you know she’s secretly proud to show off.

She gently tugs your face back down to her, before viciously attacking your lips with hers. Both of your highs made the intensity of it all become much deeper, both of you getting lost in each other.

You moved your hands to the hem of her sweatshirt, letting your hands travel under her top and your fingertips softly grazing her stomach. Ellie pulled away from the kiss, licking her lips.

Fuck she looks so fucking hot. You felt a rush of heat stretch down to your core and you squeeze your thighs closer together around her, your pussy aching for her.

You stand up from the couch, Ellie shuddering from the cold air that’s met when you leave her lap. “Come on” you said motioning to her bed, grabbing her hand.

Every time you and Ellie had sex, there was something so magical about it. Ellie is the first girl you’ve ever been with. You cringe thinking about how nervous you were with your first time with Ellie, but all those nerves were quick to fade away in an instant. She's the type that makes you feel very comfortable in bed, always making sure to praise you and tell you how good you are doing, she’d also do anything to meet your needs.

Ellie really liked to please you, like really please you. It took weeks for her to understand that you wanted to please her too, finally letting you eat her out. The moans she let escape her mouth that night let you know you must’ve been doing something right.

Your knees immediately buckled underneath you with the first contact of the soft bed hitting your skin, Ellie quickly finding herself on top of you.

You quickly take your sweatshirt off, leaving you bare to Ellie. Her lips immediately showered your chest with kisses and hickeys. She takes her time sucking and biting softly on your nipple, while her hand toys with your other nipple. She leaned back for a moment, admiring her work on your neck and chest.

You take this time to slide her grey sweatshirt up until her stomach is exposed, encouraging her to take her hoodie off, in which she complies.

“You’re incredible” you say breathlessly to the auburn haired girl, your eyes scanning across every single inch of her skin. You’ve seen her naked so many times before but you’d never get over how she looked.

She slides her fingers under the layers that consist of your sweatpants and panties, encouraging you to take them off. She leans down to kiss you while she removes the garments you let her take off your body.

Her right hand finds its way in-between your legs, running her fingers through your wet folds.

“Fuck. You’re already this wet for me” Ellie breathed out on your lips, her fingers finding their way to your pulsating clit. She made circle motions with her thumb on your nub, making you cry out loud with joy.

She took her thumb off your clit, making you whimper from the loss of contact. But before you could complain, her middle finger found its way dipping into your soaking cunt. You moaned from the feeling.

“So tight” she breathed out, her head finding its way further to your cunt leaving kisses down your stomach. Your head rolled back when Ellie added a second finger. You let out gasps and little whines while Ellie fingered you.

The sounds of Ellie fingering you bouncing around her room, made you both want more.

She pulled her fingers out of you folds and pulled your legs closer to her face, wrapping her arms under your legs and around your hips in the process.

Without warning Ellie licked a stripe up your cunt, stopping her tongue on your clit. You let out soft moans and reached out to grab a handful of Ellie’s hair, making her suck on your clit.

She inserted both fingers back into you, stretching you out. She ate you out like she was starving, her expert fingers adding even more pleasure to it all. She added another finger deep into your cunt, as her mouth still sucked away at your pussy.

You moaned, that familiar feeling coiling inside your core, your orgasm approaching soon. Your legs tightened, threatening to close but Ellie had managed to keep them apart with her arms.

“Shit” you groaned, your head dropped back while you still had a handful of Ellie’s hair, your grip getting tighter with each passing second.

Your legs shook as your orgasm hit, Ellie moaned into your cunt while the vibrations added more stimulation to your clit as you came. When your body feels limp, you let go of Ellie’s hair.

“Good girl” Ellie said, placing one more kiss on your pussy before making her way back up to you, kissing you, letting you taste your juices on her lips.

Before Ellie could protest you managed to flip you two over, leaving you on top. You wasted no time leaving kisses all over the top half of her body, while also leaving a few hickeys on her chest.

Your hands came to rest at her hips, quickly tugging away the material that covered her bottom half. You pulled her legs open, your eyes quickly landing on her soaking wet cunt. Fuck she’s so wet. Your clit throbbed with the feeling of making Ellie feel good.

You settled yourself close to her and your mouth met her sopping cunt, your tongue swirling around her clit. She let out soft moans and her hand found its way yanking a handful of your hair.

Your lapping between her thighs are loud, the most pornographic, obscene slurps can be heard from where your mouth sits on her pussy. Your eyes looked up to see hers already starting down at you, one hand behind her head.

“You’re doing so good,” she breathed out words of encouragement “that's it, baby.”

Your tongue moving in circles against her wet clit, trying to give her as much pleasure as you could. Her moans became more desperate as you sucked on her cunt.

You ate her out more aggressively, trying to help bring her closer to the edge. You added your middle finger deep into her folds, causing Ellie to groan deeper. Her eyes closed tightly and her thighs began to shake. You picked up the pace.

Her hips buckled as she let out a moan, coming undone on your mouth. “Fuck” she moaned as her body shook.

Ellie immediately cups your face, bringing her closer to hers as she smashes her lips onto yours tasting herself. Your lips move together more desperately, you straddling her thighs, your legs on either side of hers. Her hands roaming your naked body, one landing on your hip and the other landing on your breast.

She smiles into the kiss as her hand fondles with your breasts. She gently pushes you back, wasting no time crawling over to you. You didn’t ask questions; you trusted Ellie.

“You’re so beautiful.” Ellie managed to speak, while positioning the two of you so that your cores could face each other, with you laying down.

She was sitting up, leaning back holding herself up with one arm, while the other arm grabbed ahold of your leg. She began to grind her pussy onto yours.

“Oh my god” you immediately groan. Ellie’s head rolled back as her movement quickened. You didn’t know if it was the result of being high, but this shared time with Ellie had felt so passionate than previous times.

You managed to sit up enough to be closer to her, you wanted to see her face when she fucked you. You intertwined your fingers as you both rolled your hips together.

You both were letting out soft moans, internally cursing at yourself for not trying this position sooner. You groaned, the feeling of her slick clit rubbing against yours was overwhelming, and you could feel your second orgasm approaching.

“Fuck” Ellie whimpered, as she tightened her grip around your waist. You looked up to Ellie, admiring how her hair was stuck to her forehead with little beads of sweat, and how her lips were parted just enough to let out delicate moans.

“You like that baby?” Ellie grunted out, and the feeling coiling inside you finally snapped and for the second time that night you came undone underneath Ellie, letting out a string of curse words following.

Ellie finished shortly after you, still grinding her hips over your clit while also letting a string of curse words fall from her lips. She sat for one more minute, the both of you trying to catch your breath before untangling your legs from hers.

She pressed an innocent kiss to your lips. You both move back to the top of the bed, laying down next to each other with her blankets pulled over the both of you.

Ellie looked at you with a small smile on her face, her hand resting on your cheek.

Your eyes locked with each hers, the high giving her a little more confidence to finally say what she’s been thinking for the past few months. “I love you” was all she said.

Your heart skipped a beat, your breath almost cut short. “I love you too, Ellie”.

Silence followed as the both of you drift off to sleep, intertwined with each other.

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riddlesknot · 9 months

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Not Alone

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Summary: You go down to Earth just to see her again.

Type: Fluff

Pairing: Clarke Griffin x reader, Platonic Octavia Blake x reader.

Word Count: 2000+

Warning: mentions of death, arson.

A/n : I got writers block around the ending, so I'm sorry if it doesn't match or it's not exceptional. Also, I'm really bad at writing fluff.

In 2052, the world as we knew it, ended. That was 97 years ago, when all hope for normal lives ceased in the minds of everyone who survived. At least some. You were born to a considerable normal family, there wasn’t any show or abnormality. Your father was a mechanic and your mother a nurse. You were raised alongside your child-hood friends Clarke Griffin and Wells Jaha, you learnt everything together. They knew nearly everything about you and you them, or at least they used to. Ever since Clarke had been locked in the Sky box it had just been you and Wells, and as much as you like the boy. You were missing Clarke.

You knew your admiration for the Griffin girl wasn’t considered normal in the term of friends. However, that never stopped you from helped your mother at the hospital, just so you could ask Abby how her daughter was going. At this point 3you wouldn’t be surprised if Abby knew about your affections for her daughter.

The past years with Clarke and Wells, had been you and Wells practically fighting for her attention. You wouldn’t be surprised that if she was ever release it would be the same. It was still the same when she was locked up, you would visit Abby, and Wells would beg his dad to see her. Although his begging was never rewarded. So, when Wells had heard the rumour that all 100 inmates in the Sky box were to be sent down to earth, both you and him had devised a plan. One that for sure would get you sent down with them.

Now here you stood before what used to be the only tree known in the Ark. The flames flickered as both you and Wells hold matches. The screams of outrage reached your ears as both you and Wells exchanged nervous looks. Heavy footsteps bounded through the hallways approaching where you continued to stand. There at least a dozen of guards appeared around the corner of the door.

Throwing the match to the ground Wells held his hands in front of him. You scoffed in retaliation before muttering a quiet, “desperate much?” Wells rolled his eyes as the guards grabbed the both of you harshly. You knew this was it, if the rumours were fake and Wells had been wrong this was going to be considered your last bit of freedom. But, if they were right, you would get to see her again. You would move the entire world for her. Kill for her. Would Wells do that? No.

That’s probably why you considered yourself the better option. It was obvious in your eyes. Wells was in love of the idea of a perfect little girlfriend, one that would follow his every move, who was smart and beautiful. You were in love with Clarke, who she was herself, not the idea of her.

The days in the sky box were boring, you celled with a girl named Octavia. She wasn’t bad, entertaining with the questions she had about your life but other than that you two didn’t really converse. You spent most of the days reading the books your mother had begged Councillor Jaha to give you. One of the books had contained a little pocket and it consisted of the small dove necklace that your father had made you when you were born. You had left it in your room merely hours before you got sent to the Sky box just so the guards couldn’t take it. So, you were more than slightly relieved when you found it in the book.

The day after you received your necklace, guards had come to duty early. Or so you thought, in fact Wells was right. The 100, now 102, were going to be sent down to earth. As the guards opened the metal door to your cell you slowly stood up, Octavia glanced at you nervously before taking a small step backwards.

“Prisoners 83 and 39 please follow us,” the gruff voice of the guards left no debate as two other guards flanked him holding their tasers in warning.

“It’ll be okay, “you whispered confidently to Octavia, walking first you followed the owner of the voice as he started walking down the hall. Octavia following you, quickly grabbing onto your hand. “Are you okay?” you muttered as you looked down at her. She nodded sending an unsure smile as she timed her steps with yours.

It was minutes being escorted down to the mechanical bay, this had inevitable confused Octavia who had been glued to your side the whole time. “How are you not freaking out right now?” she asked as she took in your calm stature before her eyes widened and she pursed her lips. “You know what this is about don’t you?” her hand slipped out of yours as you nodded.

“They’re not going to hurt us,” you responded as the corner of your lips fell into a frown. Your hand feeling surprisingly cold without her touch. Growing up you had always wanted a sibling, and when you met Octavia, it felt as though that void was filled.

Surprising to you, Octavia slipped her hand into yours once more. “Okay,” she wasn’t saying she trusted your every word, but you seemed so sure that it convinced her.

Finally, they reached the bottom of the mechanical section, as you spotted the pod you exhaled deeply. Tapping the shoulder of the Guard in front of you, “is my father here, he works in the mechanics field?” The guard shook his head as his lips tightened before his head turned and his eyes met yours.

“All parents were sent home for the day,” he stated before ushering the both of you into the pod. You face fell as Octavia squeezed your hand gently in comfort her eyes holding slight sympathy.

Sitting down in the first seat you could, you grabbed the ‘seat belt’. It was a piece of metal tied to a strap that tied around another piece of metal, that clicked in. It wasn’t necessarily safe. From the opposite side of you was, Wells. He sent you a tentative smile as his eyes connected with yours. Sending a timid smile back your head turn to the side to find Octavia sat next to you flirting with the boy beside her. With a long sigh you close your eyes, this might take a while.

Your eyes snapped open when someone was placed in the other chair opposite you, next to Wells. The shuffling of the guards was quiet but still noticeable over the complaining of the other teenagers. The blonde of her hair still looked the same, just slightly more dishevelled, however she was still as beautiful as you remembered. She was passed out, most likely a sedative given by the guards. She looked relaxed, the frown lines between her eyebrows had disappeared and her face was relaxed without the normal frown she usually wore.

The pod had launched by the time Clarke had awoken, Wells had desperately tried to talk to her, but she’d simply brush him off with harsh words and an eye roll. As bad as you felt for Wells you could help the tug of your lips when she blew him off. Clarke’s eyes analysed the faces around her, her eyebrow lifted and her lips downturned when her eyes caught yours. You sent her a small smile, one that she hesitantly reciprocated. The pod shook violently as you held the makeshift seatbelt between your fingers so tight that your knuckles turned white. The faint sound of Chancellor Jaha still blasted through the pod as everyone let out surprised gasps, screams and shrieks.

Inhaling deep you turned your head to the side to find Octavia already looking at you. Her eyes held a sliver of panic that soon faded when you sent her a small smile and held out your hand. You gripped her hand desperately, ignoring all the banter that had continued through the pod about Wells and his father. That was until a boy unbuckled his seatbelt and started floating.

“Spacewalk bandit strikes again,” a boy yelled as the floater smirked in his direction causing many cheers. You rolled your eyes and scoffed out a small, ‘idiot’. You didn’t have a problem with the boy risking his life, not one, until he approached Wells.

“Check it out. Your dad floated me, after all.” The floater taunted, as he did a flip landing in front of Wells. As much as the friendly competition between Wells and you went, it didn’t involve ignoring each other when they needed help.

“I wouldn’t be talking, Space boy, you wasted a month of oxygen on the Ark. Oxygen that our families need to survive. I wouldn’t exactly call that brave; I’d call it plain stupidity.” You retorted as he turned to you with a frown.

“I got nothing up there, not anymore,” he responded with a scoff, “Why should I care what happens to them?” he asked as he floated over towards you. You didn’t say anything but smile.

“So, you wouldn’t even care if your girlfriend suffocated, because I can tell you, they’re sending us down for extra months of oxygen, because idiots like you decide it isn’t important.” You argued with a teasing smile on your face, Octavia squeezed your hand in warning as he came close to your face, almost as if he was threating you.

“how’d you know about that?” he breathed as he continued to float in front of you. You rolled your eyes, as you squeezed Octavia’s hand.

“I got my secrets and you got yours,” he raised his eyebrows clearly not convinced, if felt like minutes before he floated away from you. It was true, he had his secrets and you had yours. Not that you would ever tell your secret to a listening audience anyway. Your other hand clasped over your necklace. No one could know.

It didn’t take long before two other idiots decided to start floating as well, however that didn’t last long because they soon broke the Earth’s atmosphere, where the pod jerked and twisted as two bodies flew into the ceiling and floor repeatedly. “Look away,” you advised as you leaned into Octavia’s ear as you caught her watching in horror, she did as you said as her hand squeezed your impossibly tight.

You could hear Wells confessions and apologies over the sound of blaring alarms and the sizzling of wires. You heard just enough to feel absolutely sorry for the boy as you watched Clarke claim her hatred for him. More people shouted in fear as the pod made one last jerk. The buckles of the seatbelts were thrown around as the rush of teenagers scrambled down to the lower deck. Turning to Octavia, you found her stuck, the belt had caught onto an extra piece of metal making it impossible to untie.

“Hold still, “you said quietly as you leaned over her, grabbing a small knife from your back pocket.

“Where’d you get that?” she asked when she noticed the knife. Your eyebrows were knitted in concentration as you rubbed back and forth on the strap that kept her tied to the chair.

You could hear voices behind you, “the guard shoved it in my pocket before anyone could notice, said it was from my father,” you explained as she watched you intently, smiling once the tension she felt to the seat disappear.

A voice called your name as you smiled down to Octavia, “what are you doing here?” her voice asked as you finally turned around.

“I couldn’t let you go alone, not without me,” you admitted as you walked closer towards her. You reached out, grabbing her hands before you pulled her into a deep hug. “I missed you, beautiful,” you whispered as your lips brushed against her ear. Your hands were snaked around her waist as you held her flush against you. “More than I would like to admit.”

#clarke griffin x reader #the 100 #octavia blake #fluff #apocolyptic #the100 x reader

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