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#ellie williams fanfic
abbysbug · 2 days
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streamer!ellie meeting streamer!reader
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summary: ellie basically being a big gay loser mess around reader
a/n: i’ve been wanting to write about streamer!ellie more so here we are
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• she loves to go to twitch con. always excited to meet other streamers. the one twitch con she's been so excited to go to is the one you're attending.
• she'd be posting a twitter:
@carpetmuncherwilliams guys in 2 days im about to meet the love of my life!! we're literally gonna get married n have children together :33
@elliewstinks replied is this about y/n?
@carpetmuncherwilliams replied whattt no ALSO LETS TALK ABOUT YOUR USERNAME?? I DONT STINK TF
@yngamez replied cute.
• ellie DIED when she saw your reply. the blush on her face was so embarrassing.
• the day of the convention she was so nervous for multiple reasons. 1) she was meeting you? 2) what if she fucks up in front of you? 3) what if you don't like her?
• there were so many overthinking thoughts in her mind but they were all washed away when she finally met you.
• "ellie! c'mere, sweet girl." you called out to her, holding your hand out for her to take.
• she quickly took your hand in hers, relishing the way your skin felt against hers.
• you were already talking to a group of people but the moment she came over, your attention was given to her and only her. the way you looked at her had ellie blushing like a fool.
• you both hit off well though. talking about random things and getting to know each other on a personal level.
• "so, you maybe wanna hang after this convention is over?" you asked
• before this moment, everything was going well for ellie. she hadn't said anything stupid or embarrassing, but, of course, she fucked up.
• "sure. what's your discord?"
• you giggled at her and shook your head, "i think asking for my number would be more romantic."
• the colour DRAINED from ellie's face. no way she just asked for a cute girls discord. is she really that much of a loser?
• you didn't seem to mind though. you thought it was funny and cute that ellie asked that.
• when you departed ways, your number in ellie's phone, she was over the moon. of course she had to tell twitter about this.
@carpetmuncherwilliams i told you guys i had rizz. just got her number :p
@yngamez replied i wouldn't say your 'rizz' is immaculate as you did ask for my discord instead of my number, but ur cute so i'll let it slide
@buffjesse replied no fucking way you asked for her discord you fucking loser. god you are never gonna hear the end of this. just wait till i tell dina LMFAOOO
@carpetmuncherwilliams replied i hope u choke and die jesse
yeah, she was definitely a loser, but she was your loser.
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satellitespinner · 2 days
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✼ mommy issues .. (one)
a/n: oh did you think this was gonna be a cute lil fluff fic? nahh it’s sad city down there!! be careful..
content warnings: ANGST panic attacks.. hurt (no comfort.) joel is dead. ellie’s a lil sad :/// ellie’s a lil anxious… ellie’s a projection of me.. ANYWAYS. reader and ellie are kinda the same but different ??? swearing ofc.. reader is very much okay with being a lesbian ! and she’s on good terms with the baby fawtha cause what! ellie is not fond of children apparently?? she also might be autistic.
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wc: 2k.
taglist: @flowersforvi @diddiqueen @ellslvr @saturnsdrafts @3lli3l0v3r @williamssgirl @liasxeatt @adelaide013 @a-little-bit-of-everybody @elliessweetheart @pedropascalsbbg @ellies2missingfingers @nelzooo @r3starttt @jaeminpookie @onlinelesbo @tphmnv @p4ison1vy @pascals-doll @snowy-vee @diddiqueen
ellie grew up around masculinity, thats why people assume she is the way she is. but ellie can assure that her brain would work the exact same way if she had a mother.
plus, she had joel. that was really all she needed. she still knew how to be a woman. it’s not like she grew up without a mother and didn’t know anything about herself.
2 WEEKS AND 4 DAYS AGO..
ellie sighed and threw the white stained towel over her shoulder. fuck she muttered under her breath as she read yet another email.
ATTENTION STUDENTS!
You will all be required to purchase the following textbooks in order to complete the course - They will help immensely in the upcoming exam. I recommend reading carefully and thoroughly.
Sincerely,
Prof Morgan.
all 5 of the books linked in the email were over $150.00 each. how the fuck was she supposed to work that out? all while paying her own tuition, rent and utilities.
“yo, williams!” her manager jesse yelled, interrupting her calculations.
“breaks over.” he snatches the towel from her shoulder and makes his way back into the kitchen with it in tow.
she scoffs and shoves her phone back into her polyester pocket. jesse’s head pops back into the room “oh and” he starts before turning to her. “you’re training today” she scoffs and lifts herself off the chair.
“is that even in my job description?” she follows him out of the kitchen once again.
“sure it is, i just described it to you.” he winks, ellie huffs.
the sky had dimmed by the time ellies shift was over. skating home was gonna be a bitch.
“you need a ride home?” dina places a hand atop her shoulder, a helpful smile on her face. ellie really wanted to say no. she’s been asking for help from others so much lately.
“no, uhh- i’ll get home t’night. thanks dee.” she nods as she grabs her skateboard from her locker. have the trucks always been this lose?
“no, i insist.” dina presses. she pulls out her keys and throws her bag over her shoulder.
“let’s go, my child.” she giggles at the nickname. ellies shoulders relax.
“thanks again, i really appreciate it.” ellie said, her tone laced with genuine gratitude. dina dismisses her with a hand flick. “don’t even sweat it.” she bragged. “now get goin, it’s late.”
ellie pushes the car door open with a steady grip on her skateboard. her smile falters as she waves dina off.
she unlocks her door with a trembling hand, she hated being alone.
the picture of her and joel neatly placed beside the coat rack mocked her as she placed her skateboard down in its dedicated spot. she stared into the picture until the colors morphed into one big glob.
the loss of not just a parent, but her only parent cut her deep. she could barely lift her head for the first while, nevermind go to work. she should be proud of herself! but she isn’t.
how could she be? she felt like everyone else in her life was doing so much with themselves. dina had a kid for fucks sake! dina had a whole kid and ellie couldn’t even get to class on time.
“fuck.” she muttered as she placed her keys down. bills upon bills were flooding the kitchen counter. tears burned at her eyes, blurring her eyesight.
i look so pathetic right now. she thought. a slight chuckle leaving her throat at that.
she tried to blink back the tears but she couldn’t, they just kept coming.
her silent whimpers quickly turned to snotty sobs as her chest heaved in and out involuntarily. she placed a heavy hand on her heart as she slid down the kitchen cabinet. soon enough she found herself completely breathless and wailing.
she eventually calmed herself through deep breaths and a cold glass of water. as she does through every panic attack, although the melancholic feeling always lingered.
after joels death ellie could never find herself truly happy. especially not in an environment where he was everything, everytime she turned around she was reminded of the man who wasn’t even her real father.
nothing was really hers.
she made her way down the dark, dusty hallway to her bedroom. desks adorned with pictures of her and joel. she ignored them this time.
she stripped of her uniform and took to the shower. the water burning her skin till it turned red. she scrubbed harshly at her scalp and body. she smelt like grease. gross.
the after shower feeling made her feel a bit better. she grabbed her toothbrush and rinsed it before wiping a glob of colgate toothpaste on the bristles and shoving it in her mouth.
ellie chased sleep for what felt like an eternity. her damp hair scratching at her neck was definitely a part of the problem.
thank god she didn’t work saturdays..
the first 30 seconds of ellie’s day were complete bliss, usually. but not today.
today ellie woke up to the obnoxious sound of a child crying. she decided right then and there that the universe hates her and wants her to die. (but she thinks that about everyone in her life..)
she scoffs and walks over to the curtains, her own padded feet already annoying her.
she peeks out the curtain only to be met with a u-haul and an suv parked in the driveway next door.
new neighbors, how wonderful. and they had a whiny kid! perfect.
she continues watching out the window until she sees you hand off the kid to its father. her eyes follow you until you step into the u-haul and start dragging boxes out. that’s when she sighs and decides to get ready for the day. even though she doesn’t want to.
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your entire life you were desperate to be equal. to be taken seriously. you craved maturity.
you spent your entire childhood chasing adulthood. you were desperate to grow up. you didn’t know it then, but you would regret it.
the one thing you didn’t regret, was felix. the baby that you got out of your last relationship. that was before you realized you were very much a lesbian..
“cmon baby, just put your shoe on.” you struggled against the child in the backseat as he wailed. the sound was excruciating.
“please- can you just let mommy put your shoe on?” you gritted as you attempted to shove the shoe onto her other foot.
“no!” he screamed, almost directly into your face. that was it.
“you know what? fuck it.” you muttered the last words under your breath. truthfully you already weren’t setting a good example, but hey! let not say fuck infront of our kid!
you gave up on the shoes and shushed him gently as you undid his seatbelt from his car seat. you placed him in the arms of his father, tossing the shoe into his dinosaur covered backpack.
he slowly came down from his tantrum as he placed his head on his dads shoulder.
“you sure you don’t need me to help unpack?” your ex asks, unsure of leaving you behind with an entire house to furnish.
“yep! i’m good!” you smile. you gently kiss your baby’s forehead before shutting your car door.
the father nods in response. “just text if you need and we will be here. isn’t that right felix?” he asks the child who nods profusely.
“of course mama!” he shouts causing you and his dad to laugh. “well alright then!” you rush, it was still early but you were eager to get to your gardening before dark.
you watch as your ex buckles the kid in and situated himself in the car, before pulling out of the driveway he rolls down felixs window.
you blow kisses as the pull out of the driveway and take off to ‘the old house’ in your sons words.
as soon as the car is out of sight you make your way over to the U-Haul.
you’re so focused on getting this last box out of the truck that you don’t even feel the presence creep up behind you.
“hey did you need some hel-”
“what the fuck!”
you jump in fear before turning around. being faced with a red headed, green eyed girl.
“oh my god, i’m so sorry.” she apologizes calmly. an awkward look on her face as you stare at her wide eyed.
you chuckle lightly before putting your hands on your hips. “it’s alright, hon.” you reassure.
you two just awkwardly stare at eachother for a few seconds before ellie finally speaks up again.
“i saw you struggling. did you want some help?” she asks. her eyes drifting to the box filled with gardening tools.
“oh that would be amazing!” you said before wiping the sweat of your forehead.
ellies eyes follow a droplet of seat down your neckline all the way down your cleavage. she finds herself licking her lips
before you introduce yourself.
she darts her eyes back up to your own, praying that you didn’t see her blatantly check you out. “i’m- i’m ellie.” she jumps over her words.
since when did you not know how to speak, idiot? she internally face palms before walking over to pick up the box.
“where do you want this?” she asks with a grunt as she steadys the box in her arms.
“just over here” you direct, letting her follow you as you walked over to the side of the house. she follows you and sets the box down with ease. she jokingly wipes the dirt off of her hands before nodding and starting to walk off.
“oh sweetie! i don’t wanna be a bother but would you mind helping me with one more thing?”
you must’ve been magic because somehow you swindled ellie into helping you with almost everything, and she was totally fine with it.
currently you were both at your kitchen island, laughing over a bottle of wine.
ellie had confided in you about school and you had rambled to her about what it’s like to be a mother.
“yeah, i mean- besides pregnancy it’s not all that bad.” you admit. ellie’s face shifts at the mention of pregnancy.
“i don’t know if i could ever have a baby inside me. i think i’d like- die.?” she questions. “not that i would of course” she giggles. your face becomes a look of confusion.
“no boyfriend? or just not one for kids?” you ask. you totally forgot that it’s very possible for her to be-
“i’m a lesbian” she answers and takes another sip of wine. her eyes watching your face for any negative reaction.
you clap your hands over your mouth quickly. now it seems obvious.
“i am so sorry, that totally slipped my mind.” she laughs at your attempts to redeem yourself.
“it’s totally chill, don’t worry.” she reassures, a smile on her face.
“i am too, actually.” you admit, it was your first time admitting it to someone other than yourself of your now ex husband.
“oh i was just gonna ask if that was your husband out there earlier.” she fidgets with the rings on her fingers as she asks.
“well, ex. it’s not easy to find a baby sitter that actually takes care of my kid these days.” you admit to her. she ponders for a slight moment before speaking up again.
“well, if you’re looking. i’m usually free during the day, i work nights most of the time.” she offers up. she wasn’t really sure why. she wasn’t even a fan of kids.
“really?!” it looks like your eyes had bulged out of your head. “god that would be amazing! i’ll pay you!”
ellie didn’t hear anything besides ‘i’ll pay you’ that’s all she needed to know.
“yeah of course. i’ll take him.” she confirmed.
that night ellie left with your phone number and a smidge of hope in her heart.
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astroph1les · 1 day
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make you mine | 2 | e.w
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summary: at the frat party, you and ellie get separated. you find the intoxicated girl on her own and take her home. in a drunken state, ellie’s mouth moves faster than her mind can comprehend and admits a few secrets to you. you just wonder if she’ll be in the same when she’s sober.
pairing: ellie williams x fem!reader
word count: 3.9K
contains: sister’s best-friend!ellie, underage drinking, drunk!ellie, reader taking care of drunk!ellie, somehow EVEN MORE tension, slight fluff
a/n: just fair warning! part three might take a bit longer to come out but please, enjoy this <3
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PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE
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You were kind of bummed that you weren’t able to drink tonight but you’d rather be the DD than Ellie walking or skating home alone at night. You blow your mom one more kiss before secretly flipping your sister off when she looks back down at her Kindle. Hailee held up her own with a tired scoff and trudging back to her room.
God, what was up her ass today? She didn’t talk about her date when she got back so you only had to assume the date with Vincent wasn’t what she made it out to be. You, of course, didn’t want to push her into lashing out so you were letting her take her time.
Once you got to Ellie’s place, you watched her walk over to the passenger's side of the car. Though it was dim in your car, you noticed her eyes dragging over your outfit. It wasn’t anything too extravagant; a black sweetheart top with your favorite pair of shorts and a pair of black and white sneakers. You glance down at your outfit for a moment before greeting her with a smile.
“Don’t you look pretty,” Ellie said teasingly, shutting the door with a smirk.
You shake your head but you can’t help how hot your face got.
“Yeah, you look good too, Els.”
Good was an understatement but you didn’t want to make it obvious that you’d let her take you in the backseat. She was wearing a red and black flannel that had the sleeves ripped off and a dark gray tee shirt underneath. Her hair was in its usual half-up half-down look, a few strands falling into her freckled face.
You glance down at her bandaged arm, wondering how she even looked good with that on.
Ellie put in the directions and argued how she was the passenger so she had the aux. You reluctantly allowed her to blast a mix of 70s Rock & 2000s Pop. You guys didn’t have much to talk about so you enjoyed the mix of Ellie’s playlist until you arrived at the frat.
You like Jesse but frat houses seemed like someplace you would never willingly attend. Ellie hopped out of your car and walked over to the driver’s side to open the door for you.
“Oh, thank you,” you toss your purse over your shoulder and send Ellie a teasing smile.
Ellie nodded with a ‘mmhmm’ as if it was nothing. She shut the door once she saw you grab your keys to lock your car.
Walking through the front door was an eyesore, to say the least. People were chugging from the kegs, guys desperately trying to flirt with women who were insanely out of their league, a few make-out sessions here and there, and people dancing to the 2000s Rap blasting over the speakers. The lights were flashing variations of blue, red, and purple.
“Hey, Ellie!” You faintly hear over the music and notice Jesse walking up to the two of you.
He pushed through the crowd and Ellie greeted him back. Jesse furrowed his brows at you to which you simply smiled back.
“Who’s this?” He pointed at you, his words slurring ever so slightly.
You speak up and tell Jesse your name to which he mutters again to himself. Jesse’s jaw drops as he runs a hand over his mop of black hair.
“Shit, Hailee’s sister. I’m so sorry.” Jesse apologized before holding up his beer can that you hadn't noticed before. “Here. You can have the rest of my beer.”
“Yeah, no, thanks. I’m driving tonight so no drinks for me.” You wince at the thought of drinking out of the same beer as him.
“Ellie, c’mon then. Let’s get you a drink.” Jesse didn't seem to care that much about your presence but you didn’t mind.
Ellie glanced at you with raised brows and held her hand out to you. You look down at her open palm and take it reluctantly. Her palms were a bit rough which was unsurprising but you shamelessly enjoyed it. She dragged you through the crowd of hot and sweaty bodies. One of her palms was resting on her bicep as people seemed to pay no mind to the three of you pushing through. Jesse stumbled a bit as you made your way to the kitchen.
“Alright so there's seltzers, hard lemonades, hard teas, Jell-O shots with vodka, and if you ask, we can make some cocktails for you,” Jesse patted another guy on the back who was standing in the kitchen.
You assumed it was one of his frat bros. You spotted a few sodas on the back wall of the kitchen before Ellie pointed to the fridge.
“I’ll just grab a seltzer, man. I’ll do shots and shit later.” Ellie leaned down to grab one of the white cans and popped it open.
As you watch Ellie take her first sip of the drink, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see whoever is touching you, a sour expression already plastered on your face.
You were relieved to see Dina, one of you and your sister's mutual friends.
“Hi, guys!” Dina shouts over the music.
You smile at Dina and give her a tight hug as you release Ellie’s hand finally. Dina chuckles and hugs you back with her free hand that wasn’t holding a red solo cup.
“Hey, D! You look so good!” You raise your voice as you step back to look at her outfit.
She grinned at you and thanked you for the compliment. She didn’t hesitate to gush over your top, asking you where you got it. Dina seemed to glance at Ellie, who was standing right next to you, mid-conversation with a look you couldn't quite recognize. Almost like they were communicating telepathically.
Weird.
After you started talking to and catching up with Dina, Ellie seemed to be dragged away by Jesse. You knew you felt like something was different at some point when Dina was talking about how she and Jesse were in a ‘talking’ stage. You glanced to your right and to your surprise, you didn’t see Ellie’s brooding figure.
How long had she been gone? You and Dina had only been talking for about 15 minutes. You were sure Jesse was probably nagging her about when she would be selling again.
She’s a big girl. She should be fine.
You and Dina ended up sticking together for most of the night, dancing and playing beer pong where Dina took your drinks so she was about 8 times more drunk than when you first walked into the large frat house.
The hours seemed to blend all together as you actually had a good time. You were missing Ellie for a majority of it but Dina helped with being a good distraction.
Next thing you knew, it was 1:00 AM and your exhaustion was beginning to hit you. Ellie was nowhere in sight and you were about ready to leave.
“Hey, D, have you seen Ellie anywhere?” You grab the girl's hand to tug her slightly towards you.
“Shit, I don’t know. Jesse said she had a lot to drink and said she had to pee. Maybe… outside? Oh, wait no, the bathroom, yeah.” Dina slurred to you before giving you a soft, dazed smile. “I love you, dude.”
You chuckle and search for someone to take care of Dina before making your way around to the bathrooms. You mentally prepare to find the worst if you accidentally open the door to one of the bedrooms. The loud music began to fade as you moved through the scattered amount of people in the hallways, asking if they knew where the bathroom was.
Most of them slurred nonsense so you were on your own at that point. You ended up hearing a few familiar groans come from behind one of the doors that you were about to pass due to the tacky warning sign above it.
You place your hand on the handle and knock a few times before you hear Ellie call out: “occupied!” Another pained groan leaves her mouth after that.
Worried for her, you twist the cold handle and thankfully it is open. The sight was… unexpected. Ellie wasn’t even on the toilet. She was lying in the surprisingly clean tub, her inked arm draped over her eyes while the other wrapped one hung over the side.
“Els? Are you okay?” You ask carefully, shutting the door behind you and locking it. You set your purse down on the sink countertop and walk over to the girl.
Ellie lifts her arm to peek at you and lets out a sigh. She smacks her lips and shakes her head.
“I don’t… know. I’m drunk, I think.” Ellie’s words were slow and dragging on which told you all you needed to know.
“That’s okay, Els. Have you been drinking water?” You kneel down reluctantly and push her hair out of her face, watching her red and glazed eyes stare at you wide.
“Nope. Jesse was tellin’ me that they didn’t have any.” Ellie smacked her dry lips again, rubbing her eyes with her middle finger and thumb.
You roll your eyes and make a mental note to smack Jesse when you see him.
“You think you can walk?” You hum as you trace her tattoo, the black ink blending in with her pale skin.
Ellie didn’t answer for a moment. Her green eyes seemed to soften the more you spoke, her head tilting slightly. Your brows furrow at her silence but you blamed it on how wasted she was.
“I think it’s time to go home.” Ellie chuckled weakly, grabbing on either side of the tub to shakily stand up in the tub.
You shoot up on your feet to take Ellie’s slightly larger hands in yours. They were warm and a bit clammy. You’ve never really seen Ellie as intoxicated as she was at the moment. She had drinks here and there but never got fucking drunk.
Ellie carefully stepped up and out of the tub, her grip tightening in yours. You watched her feet to be sure she was able to stand on her own, slowly releasing her grip. She held her palms out as she stood upright to seemingly help herself balance.
“You okay? You got it?” You softly ask her, holding your own hands out just in case.
“Yeah. I’m good. I think I’ll need help going down the stairs. I might trip and bust my ass. Again.” Ellie snorts at the end of her sentence, looking at you hooded and glazed over.
You can’t help but chuckle too and nod to yourself that this was the more open side of her that you were going to see. You pick up your bag and toss it over your shoulder, checking out how you look in the mirror.
Your mascara was smudged and your makeup was creasing underneath your eyes. You huff and wipe over the lifted concealer, practically wiping off all of it. It didn’t matter much. You were going home soon after this.
“It must be nice, y’know?” Ellie spoke up, leaning lazily against the door.
“What do you mean, Els?” You hum.
“To see what you see every day. Just… wow.” Ellie blew out a soft whistle of disbelief, staring at you through the mirror.
She’s drunk, you kept telling yourself.
“Alright, c’mon now,” you clear your throat as you hold a hand out for Ellie to take.
Ellie blinked slowly as she reached for your palm with a small grin, waiting for you to open the door. You grabbed onto the handle and made sure Ellie was able to stand and walk before leaving the frat bathroom. She was borderline pressing up against your backside as you led her through the crowd once again, looking everywhere to find Dina and Jesse.
From across the wide space of the living room, you could spot both Dina and Jesse making out against a wall.
Well, good for them.
This eased you as you practically dragged Ellie through the crowd, muttering ‘excuse me’ and ‘thank you’ as people reluctantly stepped out of your way. You kept glancing behind you to make sure Ellie was okay as you tried to speed-walk out the front door. She kept up for the most part but stumbled on her loose laces to her everyday Converse a few times.
You refrained from rolling your eyes at the sound of a few girls trying to stop Ellie to ask why she was leaving so early. Ellie responded with half-ass slurred responses before for the most part focusing on not tripping and eating shit.
Once you pushed back into the cool air outside, you felt like you could breathe again. It felt so humid and hot in the air throughout the entirety of that house. You managed to get Ellie to your car, rummaging through your purse with your free hand to unlock it.
“Need any help getting in, Els?” You turn to her, noticing how quiet she was being.
Her eyes blankly stared into yours as she smacked her dry lips with a shake of her head. She was insanely gone. How much had she had to drink?
“Don’t worry about me, baby. I got this.” Ellie waved her hand like a scoff and reached for the passenger’s side door.
Baby. You shake off the chill that runs down your back.
“Ellie—”
You cut yourself off as she already was tugging the door open. She gradually sat herself down onto the seat with a long sigh, glancing at you with a very obviously drunk grin.
“I’m all ready to go home.” She nodded to you, shuffling more into the seat.
You snorted a laugh and mouthed an ‘okay’ to yourself as you walked around to the drivers side. You hopped into the vehicle, glancing at Ellie as you started your car. She still just would stare at you like she wanted to say something but couldn’t.
Ellie was borderline silent the entire ride back to her house. You kept peeking over at her when you felt her stare at red lights quickly looking away, fiddling with the hair behind her ear.
So far, drunk Ellie seems to be shy and quiet. Not at all what you were expecting.
Once you arrived in the dirt driveway of the familiar house, you noticed the porch light was still on. You immediately felt bad as you knew Joel probably left it on for when you brought Ellie home. You help the freckled girl out of the vehicle with both hands in yours.
When she stood upright, she blinked harshly and almost lost her balance. You mutter a curse as you help her sluggishly walk to the front door. You reach for the knob and twist it slowly. Just as you predicted, Joel left the front door open for Ellie.
You peeked into the cozy home, seeing no sign of the grumpy man. Ellie trips over the entrance mat with a soft ‘shit’ but catches herself covering her own mouth as she realizes she’s home now. The hinges to the front door creak quietly as you shut and lock it.
“How was your night?” Ellie randomly spoke up as the two of you walked down the dark hallway to her bedroom.
You hum as softly as possible as you think about it for a second. It wasn’t the worst night you had. You did wish you spent more time with Ellie while she was still sober but you weren’t going to tell her that.
“Good, Els. Thanks for inviting me.” You whisper, glancing at her through the darkness.
Her eyes soften at your words as she nods slowly.
“That’s good. I was scared you were gonna be fuckin’ pissed at me.” Ellie slurred out, blinking as slow as ever.
Your brows furrowed as you arrived at her chipping door. You turned the cold knob to push the door open to reveal the clean-clutter of Ellie’s bedroom. You’ve only been in this room a few times and you swear it somehow manages to be neat and messy at the same time.
“What do you mean?” You ask her.
Ellie stared at you as you turned on her small lamp on her bedside table. Her eyes widened ever so slightly at your question, instantly avoiding your gaze.
“Well, I left you alone with Dina. Jesse fuckin’ keep sayin’ to take more shots and drinks and shit. I kept my distance because… fuck, I couldn’t stand to be around you.” Ellie spilled out before covering her face with her palms.
You freeze. You felt a pang of hurt at her words, tightening your grip on the strap of your purse.
All you could get out was: “What?”
Ellie looked up from her palms noticing your tense stature and she let out a groan at her own stupidity.
“Fuck, wait, no,” Ellie hend her tattooed arm out at you as she tried to stutter out the right words in her intoxicated. “That’s— No, I mean being around you… I can’t stand it. I can’t take it.”
You stare at her, not easing up one bit.
“Can’t take what?” You pressed.
“No, no,” Ellie murmured to herself then looking at you with glazed eyes. “Hailee would kill me. She would kill me if she knew.”
“Ellie, knew what?” You were more curious now.
Ellie sucked in a deep, long breath as she leaned against her bedroom door. The soft crinkle of the astronaut poster on her, the hum of the AC and your thumping heart were the only sounds you could hear.
“If she knew what I think about when I see you. How much it hurts and how guilty I feel for thinking that way about you.”
Ellie’s voice was desperate amongst her stammered speech. Your heart was in your throat as you stared at Ellie’s scrunched up nose and eyebrows. You couldn't tell how true this was. Her intoxicated distress seemed like it was genuine.
You always heard drunk words are sober thoughts. Ellie’s flushed pale cheeks and glazed over eyes reminded you that she probably wouldn’t remember this in the morning.
At least, hopefully not. You couldn’t form a full sentence at her confessions right now.
“Ellie—” You began but Ellie’s soft sigh cut you off.
“I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to say all of that. I just wanted you to know that I never ever hate being around you.” Ellie cleared her throat as she blinked slowly, standing upright shakily. “I actually like being around you too much.”
You couldn’t form a full sentence at her confessions right now. What the fuck was going on? You step forward and take her clammy palm in yours to lead her to her slightly unmade bed. Ellie let herself get dragged by you and plop down onto her bed with a hum.
“I like being around you too, Els. Really.” You tell her softly, sending her a gentle smile in hopes she would be able to calm herself down.
Ellie somehow blushed even more at your reciprocated words. Her lengthy thumb traces the back of your hand as she gulps, taking in how tender you were behaving towards her.
“You’re not just saying that?” She mumbled, avoiding your eye-line.
“God, no. I always like when you’re around the house. Hailee loves you.” You throw in the mention of your sister because you’re just an idiot.
“And how do you feel about me?” Ellie’s breath hitched as she looked up with hopeful eyes.
You wish you could blurt it out. How every time she comes over every bit of you wishes she was coming over to see you. It was selfish and so fucking stupid.
But she was everything and more to you.
“How about I tell you in the morning, Els? When you’re feeling better, okay?” You tell her with a small grin, hoping that was enough.
It stung to see Ellie’s eyes droop with sadness, clearly thinking that meant that you didn’t have feelings for her. You didn’t want to spill your heart out when she may not even remember it in the morning. But Ellie had no intention of arguing with you.
She nodded slowly, looking down at her sweaty and liquor drenched clothes.
“Can you, uh, get me a shirt to sleep in, please?” Ellie asked softly.
You hum a ‘yes’ as you stand up to go over to her dresser across the room. You opened the second one down from the top to grab a plain black tank top for her to sleep in. You turn around to place them on the bed when you see Ellie trying to tug off her black skinny jeans. Her back is flat against her comforter, grunting softly as she weakly kicks them to her ankles.
“Els, stop. I got you.” You chuckle as you kneel on one knee to take them off of her legs and toss them into her laundry hamper by her dresser.
Ellie was laying in just a pair of white boxer briefs and t-shirt. She sat up to peel off her shirt to reveal her lightly toned stomach and black sports bra. She lets out a sigh of relief at the sticky feeling finally leaving her body.
“I can turn around so you can….” You trailed off, glancing down at her sports bra and clearing your throat.
Ellie didn’t seem to care that much as she started to tug off her sports bra before you could even turn around completely. You excuse yourself from the room to go and grab a bucket from the laundry room, Tylenol and a cup of water. When you came back, Ellie was faced down into her bed. Her eyes were shut as heavy and slow breaths left her lips.
“Alright, Els, I’m gonna go. I’ll see you, okay? Get some rest tomor—”
“Wait,” Ellie opened one eye to peek at you, “you’re leaving?”
You suck in a deep breath before questioning: “Do you want me to stay?”
“Please?” Ellie whispers before she turns over to the other side so that her back is facing you.
As you stare at her freckled back and the black tank top clinging to her toned skin, you think of the conversation that could ensue tomorrow morning. Part of you wanted to run out of here, hop in your truck and pretend that you never heard not one single confession. The other part wanted to sleep in her sheets and have that talk tomorrow morning and have it lead to something good.
Fuck it.
You hesitantly send a quick text to your mom that you were staying over at Ellie and Joel’s. You click off the lamp and set your purse on top of her dresser. You glance at her shadowy figure as the moonlight was the only source illuminating the dark room. You carefully settle into the bed, fighting the urge to kick off your shorts as it wasn’t the most comfortable.
But once you pulled the blanket over your body, Ellie snuggled in closer to your warmth. Her face snuggled into the crook of your neck, her hair and nose tickling the skin on your neck. You were hoping you didn’t have throw up on you when you woke.
Yet, it strangely was easy for you to fall asleep with Ellie’s bandaged arm draped around your waist.
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COMMOTION. (1/2)
slightly toxic fwb Ellie x toxic Reader
Ellie has a reputaion around campus and so did you. What happens when you meet at a party and can't get off each others minds?
Warnings: weed, alcohol, oral (e receiving), fingering(r receiving), squirting, snapchat recording with consent, overstimulation, edging, pining on both sides, NOT TOO TOXIC IN THIS PART.
inspired by the song commotion by Jozzy.
Lol this was meant to be some backshot headcannons but then it became this monster.
W.C: 8.2K
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Ellie hummed into the kiss, deepening it, by slipping her tongue into the mouth of the girl who was currently sitting in her lap. 
She turned her head, allowing the girl to stroke her cheekbones as Ellie moved her hands from her face to her hips, squeezing and gripping the denim skirt covered flesh in a not so gentle grip.  
Did Ellie know who this girl was? No. Did she try to find out her name four times using context clues as well as sneaking a glance at her phone whenever it lit up, praying someone would text the girl using her name? Yes. Did it work? No.  
But Ellie didn't really care at this point. She had a sneaking suspicion the girl on her didn't either although she had introduced herself to Ellie multiple times at multiple parties.  
She had come to this frat party to sell to her most promising customers, frat boys, who never seemed to get enough of the buds she sold. They could also never seem to satisfy their girlfriends, leading to them often finding her in the house or the party she was at.  
Ellie had been minding her business in the living room of the full and bustling fraternity house, rolling herself a blunt to smoke, in the comforting purple lights and darkness of the frat house, as she was sold out and done for the night. As she had placed the blunt in her mouth and was pulling out a lighter to spark it with, her eyes drifted to a girl across from her who's eyes had been flittering from her and back to the conversation she was having with her friend for the past few minutes. 
Eyeing Ellie in her oversized and beat up leather jacket and dark jeans. Ellie raised her brows, grinning at the girl in the dark room, taking a hit of her blunt before holding it out to her while her friend had disappeared to get another drink. 
The rest was history.  
Ellie didn't like to admit it, but she knew she had a bit of a reputation on campus. The girls liked her, and she liked them back. But she knew that they were looking for all the wrong things in her. This was how she ended up becoming a name on every girl's lip in a dreamy sigh, or any angry yell from most frat guys. But no one sold weed, strong enough to forget about what had caused the problem in the first place so she managed to stay in people's good graces.  
She knew it was a bad idea to start talking to the girl, to let her eyes drift down to her lips, then back at her eyes shamelessly, causing the girl to stop her sentence and look away from Ellie, curls hiding the blush on her face as she looked down at the cup in her hands.  
Before Ellie knew what she was doing, she found herself scooting closer to the girl, fingers reaching out to brush the girl's hair away, stopping it from getting caught on the girls' lip gloss. Her lips were parted as she glanced back at Ellie and moved in to kiss her with a flushed face and hazy look in her eyes. 
Ellie should have stopped her but the blunt had taken its effect and everything had slowed down and all she wanted was to feel someone against her.  
So. What did she do when the girl pulled away from her to offer her a number? She took it, but made it clear that she wasn't after anything serious, while brushing the stray strands of the girl’s hairs from her eyes again. The girl nodded and pressed a kiss to the corner of Ellie's lips and cuddled into the crook of her neck.  
Ellie leaned back against the rest of the couch, looked to the ceiling, blowing a puff of smoke towards it, knowing this was how many of her relationships had started and this would most likely end the same way. 
Somewhere in the corner of her mind she wondered if she smoked enough, could she set off the fire alarm to stop the racing of her heart. She was already dreading the end of this and could feel this would end badly. 
Ellie wasn't sure when she realized that she wasn't built for relationships but whenever she finally managed to get under the label of being in a relationship, her entire soul and body was set on fire, and she wanted to get out of it as fast as possible.  
She just felt more comfortable outside of them, it was easier for everyone involved especially the girls she had in her bed. They always ended up getting hurt and that was her fault. She knew it deep down, that she should stop kissing pretty girls at parties and wrecking people's relationships but.  
But. 
But some part of her wouldn't have it any other way.  
She felt alive when she was kissing those pretty girls. She felt alive when she was fucking them into a mattress, watching the condensation drip down the window, and huffing into their shoulder like a wild animal. She loved being under them watching them beg for her to make them feel good, like no one else could. 
It was her deadly sin. Lust. And she just couldn't see her depraved self giving it up for anyone or anything.  
She felt the girl shift against her as she nuzzled deeper into her shoulder. She hoped it wouldn't hurt. But she'd be wrong. 
Ellie straightened her head, looking out to the sea of partygoers, watching them mill about the room, clinking their glasses together or kissing in corners trying not to get spotted by their friends.  
She also saw, two girls, holding hands, clearly flirting with each other and giving each other sultry glances and soft touches. Ellie's interest was piqued when she saw one of the girls, quickly glance over, probably feeling her staring, taking in the situation and grinning for a split second before knocking back the rest of her drink.  
Elli looked you over, loose jeans, tight fitting top, with a sliver of your bra peeking out, but you didn't seem to care. It was either a tactic (a successful one judging by how often the other girl was looking down at your chest) or you really didn't care at that point in the night.  
Ellie couldn't lie. You were pretty. She couldn't move her gaze away from you. Eyes grazing up and down your body. She was no better than an animal eyeing their prey. She wanted to sink her teeth into you.  
She watched as you tucked a sliver of hair behind the girl's ear and bringing up your glossy lips to whisper something into her ear, moving your hand that had been in her hair, under her chin, to which the other girl blushed at before nodding and setting her cup down on the counter.  
Suddenly as if she was emboldened, she climbed up the stairs and took the hand of the other girl, leading her to the bottom of the stairs to probably find a bedroom. 
Time had slowed down for a split second as Ellie, watched you leave with the other girl, not before meeting her eyes again and winking at her through dark smoky lashes and grinning, before you disappeared, deep into the halls of the frat house to get into the empty sheets of some frat bro's bed. 
What the fuck.  
She had winked at Ellie. While holding another girl's hand. Ellie felt her breath hitch when it happened. This also caused the girl under her to stir slightly but loop her hand around to steady herself.  
Ellie was fucked. There's no way a wink could make her that unstable.  
Right? 
Ellie remembered pulling away from the girl to lean down to meet her, kissing her, tasting the sweetness of her.  
She smiled, looking into the girls' eyes. Ellie also remembered the sobering walk back to her dorm, as she tucked herself in bed, she thought of you, wondering if you were still with that girl. She grinned before falling asleep in her bed. 
Maybe you would run into each other on campus? She hoped so.  
</3.  
The week had not been kind to Ellie. On top of stacks of assignments, she hadn't been able to sell with all the work she'd had to do. She had also found out that one of the professors had lost her paper so she would simply have to type it up again due to her laptop not backing it up. 
Of course she couldn't voice this to her professor, he was a dick with no remorse or balls she thought to herself. He'd been grinning when he had told her this.  
Fuck.  
She was fucking fuming and the people around her seemed to know it. Parting for her as she walked by with her brows furrowed and gripping the bag over her shoulder so tightly her knuckles turned bone white.  
Almost everyone.  
You had been coming out of the library stacks and had been looking down at your phone to pull up your schedule when you made hard contact with someone who had been making a beeline for the entrance to the libraries second doors.  
You let out a gasp as you stumbled back falling onto your ass.  
You were so glad it was night when most people had left, so not many people could witness your fall. The rest of the people there would be pulling all nighters and would be too busy typing on their laptops to hear the thump that followed your gasp for air.  
"Fuck-fuck I'm so sorry." A voice above you pulled you out of your daze as you glared up at the figure.  
You opened your mouth to give a short-tempered response before pausing for a moment, taking in the woman who had knocked you down.  
She was pretty, freckled and flush with embarrassment and fear from possibly hurting you. Full, pink and chapped lips parted, saying something you couldn't hear because you were busy admiring her. 
She was wearing a simple black oversized shirt, corduroy dark green trousers covering her long legs and convers.  
She had a toned, and tattooed arm stretched out in your direction, and you took it, letting her pull you up as you looked into her deep green eyes. It might as well have been a forest that you were peering into.  
"Are you okay?" Ellie asked, pulling you up with ease. You smoothed out your hair before nodding your head. 
"Yeah, I'm good." The girl looked back at Ellie. Ellie wasn't vain but she knew you had been staring for far too long to be classed as anything other than- 
Actually. 
What was that look the girl she had just bulldozed through was giving? 
Ellie looked down at the girl, who was all glossed lips, furrowed brows and flared nostrils.  
Anger? No, you would have strolled off by now, or pushed her back at the very least.  
"I think I know you from somewhere?" 
Recognition. That had been it. Ellie searched her memory. You could have been anyone. Ellie was fucked, in short. She wracked her brain for any memory of you, but nothing came up.  
Fuck around and find out I guess she thought to herself. 
You grinned at her, leaning into her space as you waited for an answer.  
"You don't remember, do you?" You said as you flittered your eyelashes up at her. She was slightly taller than you at 5'7. You shook your head in mock disappointment and pouted up at her.  
Ellie flushed at being caught out and rubbed her neck, feeling all the warmth flood to her face. She took a step back and looked down at the ground.  
"Shame too," You pouted at her, adjusting the bag slung over your shoulder, "You said I was the best you'd ever had, and that we had something special." 
Ellie had just about short circuited at this, her face heating up enough to match her auburn hair. "Look. I'm really sorry but- I really don't remember any of that shit I-" 
She cut herself off, looking up at the sound of your laughter. "I'm just fucking with you. I was at one of the frat parties you had been selling at last week. That ring any bells?" 
Ellies mind flashed back to seeing you, climbing up the stairs, girl in hand, and winking at her.  
"Shit. That was you who winked at me." 
"Guilty. Glad you remembered me so quickly, you been dreamin' about me or something?" You smiled at her, soft, syrupy sweet and easy, making something bloom in Ellie's chest. Something dark too. 
If Ellie was a forest that girls, stumbled into and got lost in, never to return after being snatched by her, you were the plants, the wildlife, the tree sap that could lull girls in with your sweetness and softness, convincing them to stay, fogging up their minds.  
The corners of Ellie's lips lifted as she looked down at you, giving you a smile that would give a fox shivers, "Sure, but you must've been thinkin’ about me too if you remembered me that quick?"  
You hummed, letting a small amount of colour seep into your cheeks as you look away, a little embarrassed judging by the way you tapped your foot on the soft carpet of the library floor.  
"Course I've been thinkin' 'bout you. It's not every day I see someone as pretty as you." You said looking back at her with a challenge in your eyes. The same one Ellie had given to countless girls before you and would probably give more after seeing you today.  
Ellie nodded, at this smiling and pushing her hands into her pockets, semi-unsure of what to say now. Sure, she had called girl's pretty before and they had said it back but, it was rare that someone matched her like this, in her energy and- 
"Is it alright if I ask you something?" You blinked up at her, eyes glossy and lip gloss shining in the pout you were giving her. "Feel like I can trust you, yeah?" You said taking a step toward her, leaving no room in between the two of you, your arm brushing up against hers. 
God, you smelled good, Ellie thought. 
"Shoot."  
"Can I get your number?" yesyesyesyes! "I was looking for a new dealer on campus cause my last one moved away so it was gonna be a little bit harder to get stuff from him." 
"Sure, here let me give you my number." Ellie said reaching into her pockets, pulling out her real phone (not the burner one she had specifically for this) and called out her number watching you type it in and send her a simple test text with a heart.  
"Sweet, thank you. I'll text you then?" 
Ellie nodded and watched you walk away, before you made it to the door you turned, wiggling your fingers, and winking at her again. 
What the fuck.  
She knew she had been watching and was just messing with her.  
The ball was also in her court now because Ellie had given her number but not taken hers.  
So, all she could do was wait for your text, but she certainly wouldn't sit idle while waiting for you to respond.  
That night Ellie had called over one of the many numbers in her phone, and a random girl had picked up. After some polite small talk, they had made it into Ellie's bed where she had stepped into her harness and strap and fucked the girl into the mattress making the girl sob and reach around her back to claw at the hands holding her hips. 
Ellie huffed, listening to the girl's, moaned and pleading for her to keep going! don't stop! But in the dim, deep blue midnight with the moon illuminating the room, all Ellie could think about was you. 
Plunging into you and breaking you. Making you beg for her to keep giving you the pain and pleasure she was inflicting on you with every stroke and bumping of your cheeks against her hips.  
Ellie groaned letting her head fall back as her cheeks flushed red, and her breath became unstable and felt her pupil's bloat.  
Ellie looked at the window, steamed and dripping with condensation and knew what she had been thinking on these past few days. 
She wanted you.  
</3 
Ellie would never admit that she had been waiting for your text. She might say that she had been a bit antsy since giving you her number and had been checking her phone a bit too much, but she wasn't waiting for you specifically.  
No.  
That would be weird, considering she didn't even know you. Not enough to be thinking about you like this. Ellie tried to get on with her days as normal. Not thinking about you under those purple lights that first time she had seen you in or the sweet scent you had left in the air when you had walked by her.  
When her phone dinged, Ellie had given up on it being you, but she reached to check it anyways. Maybe you had found a better dealer or someone closer- 
</3: Hey, it's the girl you shoved in the library. Any chance I could get some pre-rolls?  
Ellie: Not if you're gonna hold that over me forever  
</3: I am as a matter of fact.  
</3: think it's the least you can do after tackling me like that in broad daylight 
Ellie could see the bait you were dangling in her face. She ran her palm across her jaw and lips in thought before responding. 
Ellie: First of all, how'd we go from a shove to a tackle?  
Ellie: Second, would it have been better if I had done it somewhere darker? You’re a lil weird for that. 
Ellie: Third, I'll roll you some stuff now? Need anything specific or? 
</3: Anything just need something to take the stress out of my brain rn.  
Ellie huffed down at her phone. You hadn't taken her bait. She thought about if it was possible to delete the message till her phone dinged again.  
</3: Also I'm just telling it how I remember and shush. Can i pick up now? 
Ellie: Yeah, come thru.  
That went well, Ellie supposed. 
Ellie set down her phone after texting you her dorm room number, pulling out a blue metallic grinder, placing some buds in it before twisting it to grind and tear the leaves. She was grinning before turning to look at her room. Thank god she kept it pretty clean otherwise she would have been busting her ass to clean. Finally, she looked down to herself in an oversized hoodie, and dark sweatpants.  
Good enough she hummed before placing the leaves in some random rolling paper papers and rolling.  
She did this till she heard a knock at the door.  
She pulled it open, leaning against the doorframe and grinned at you.  
You had your arms folded as you had waited for Ellie to open the door, carrying a pink little wallet and your phone, with google maps open.  
"You a cop or something? What are you doing here?" 
You smiled back at her, smelling the weed in the room.  
"Yeah, I'm here to arrest you. Though I think you'd do pretty well in prison." 
Ellie guffawed as you pushed past her playfully with no real force and sitting on her bed.  
"You' got a real attitude you know that? Make yourself at home why don't you?" Ellie said, closing the door, sitting back down at her desk, turning her back to you as she kept rolling for you.  
You hummed, laughing slightly. "I don't usually, promise. I can be nice, I'm just a little stressed out at the moment. Ran out of weed like a week ago and I legit did not have any time to pick up till right now." 
Ellie nodded, listening to you. But she couldn't focus wholly on the task she had at hand with you sitting on her bed, clad in a jumper, leggings and comfy boots. Leggings that didn't leave much to the imagination.  
Well.  
Ellie turned fully back around, making sure to take a deep breath while doing so.  
"Besides. I just got out of hospital. You should consider joining the football team. They could use a tackle like yours you know?'' 
Ellie rolled her eyes, tightening the end of the last blunt before, tossing the bag in your direction.  
You squeaked as the bag came hurtling towards you, fumbling the bag a few times as if it was a hot potato before it settled into your hands, and you let out a sigh of relief at not dropping it.  
Ellie considered what you said before speaking to you, offering you a proposition. "If I make it up to you, would you stop bringin' that shit up?" 
You pouted your glossed lips at her. Fuck you were cute, Ellie thought to herself. She wanted to keep you in her bed forev- 
"What are you thinking of?" 
"I give you that bag of pre-rolls at a pretty fair discount. Can't give you the whole thing for free yet you know? Girls gotta eat after all" 
Complete lie. Ellie could give you the bag for free, but she wanted something of yours to hold onto. Cash that you had handled seemed pretty good to her.  
You laughed at this, before nodding as you handed over the small amount of cash she was charging you.  
"And," Ellie continued before rummaging through the box where she kept her own personal stash of pre-rolls.  
"I let you take a couple hits off of this." Elle said, pulling out something you had never seen before. It seemed like it was a normal blunt of course but wrapped in a golden metallic rolling paper.  
"Meet Goldie. She's willing to make amends if you are, pretty girl. Goldie meet pretty girl. Think y’all are gonna get along just great." Ellie said leaning against her desk, one hand in the pocket of her sweatpants, the other wafting the blunt in front of you, smiling at the way your eyes were following the golden papers, before settling on the girl and nodding.  
"Dunno if I should be smoking with my dealer, aren't you gonna traffic me or something? Make me smuggle cocaine onto campus?"  
Ellie placed the blunt between her lips, clicking her lighter, inhaling then exhaling, before coughing slightly and passing it to you. 
"Nah, I don't sell that shit. Too much trouble. Might make you get my weed onto campus though. You got any suitcases? Ah, it's okay I'll give you one of mine."  
Ellie watched the way your jaw dropped, holding the blunt but not inhaling.  
Ellie sat down, desk chair facing you, laughing at the "look on your face. Relax, I'm hurt you'd think that of me." She said feigning hurt, placing a hand over her heart and groaning.  
Ellie looked up fast enough to see you swat her shoulder before taking a hit of the blunt.  
Ellie giggled to herself before tuning back in to listen to what you were saying. "You dick, you really had me going there for a sec." 
"Yeah, yeah stop hogging and pass it back already." You took a second hit before passing it to Ellie, who took a deep inhale, making the end light up for a good few seconds, before exhaling through both her nose and mouth. 
You feigned a cough, swing your hand in the air, "sorry the second-hand smoke is killing me. Jesus your lungs must be fucked if your taking rips that big." 
Ellie rolled her eyes hitting it again before passing it again.  
"Careful with that. Take a couple more but then that's it. That shit is pretty strong." You took a hit before rolling your own eyes.  
"Yeah alright. What's it supposed to do anyways?" 
"Dude I got this off said, he was super high for like half the day, went to all his classes but didn't actually speak a word cause he was only responding in his head, not actually talkin' to people. But he was pretty happy the entire day. Said his Subway had never tasted better." 
"Christ." You took your last hit before handing it back to Ellie who took hers before stubbing it out.  
Ellie looked you over, sat on her bed, who was actually-  
Looking right back at her. But at that point she hadn't really given a fuck that she had been caught and kept looking at you.  
"Like what you see?" You said, looking back at her she was manspreading in her chair in her sweatpants. You couldn't help the swallow that was audibly heard in the small room. 
"Yeah." Ellie said clasping her hands together as she leaned forward to stare more.  
You hummed, leaning back, crossing your legs, and leaning back on your palms, letting the woman in front of you rake her eyes over you.  
Saying you could cut the tension with a knife was an understatement as you let Ellie's reddening rake her eyes over you before she spoke to placate you, like you were a wild animal who needed to see palms in surrender before letting anyone deign to approach you. 
Ellie scratched behind her ear, before smiling and saying "Easy. I'm not gonna start shit on this strain. Shits hitting already and you haven't had it before." 
You huffed before leaning back more, looking at the ceiling wondering if you felt high.  
You huffed out a laugh before looking down at Ellie. "Girl, who sold you this. I don't feel a fucking thing." 
She grinned at you, teeth showing making a shiver run down your spine. 
"Famous last words." 
<3 
Half an hour later, you were sinking into Ellie's bed, while Ellie was melting into her carpet on the ground both of you laughing at nothing. 
To say you were both a mess would be accurate.  
You groaned out a soft "Fuck." before shifting so that your cheek was near the edge of the bed.  
Ellie in turn had also turned her body so that she was facing you and the bed below you, but had also moved back further so that she wasn't as close to you. 
You frowned reaching out to her, 
"Where are you goin'? Why are you going back that way?" Your fingertips were near her now. You could almost touch the auburn locks, cut short into a mullet that suited her far too well. 
Ellie turned from facing you to lying on her back, slinging and arm across her eyes, tattoos peeking out of the dark cuff of her sleeve.  
"I've gotten high too many times and seen too many people throw up while greening out. I'm not really interested in getting puked on right now if that's okay with you"  
You huffed at that, sucking air into your cheeks before smacking her exposed arm.  
" 'm not gonna throw up Ellie." 
"Lucky for me. I really like this carpet too." 
You looked at the mossy green rug she had put on the ground, probably when she had first moved in. You wondered when she had started selling but thought that might be rude to ask.  
Instead, you leaned over more, reaching out to trace over her arm, before running down and clasping the hand she didn't have draped over her face. 
She hummed, "Having fun there?"  
You mumbled an affirmative, before squeezing her hand. You weren't an idiot. While you enjoyed flirting and fucking girls, you weren't sure if you should continue what you had started.  
Ellie was a whole different ballpark. Or rather, she was on the exact same field you were on which is why you were nervous to start anything with her. You both weren't ready for commitment. You couldn't speak for Ellie but, something about it made you nervous.  
The feeling of being trapped, unable to escape without the judgement of others, your own partner and the fear that you would mess it up somehow were all too loud for you.  
So, you did what was safe. Getting as close as you could and breaking it off before anything bad could happen, leaving a wake of running mascara and heartbreak in your trail.  
You had heard about Ellie, even before you winked at her at that party. Of course, like everyone else on campus you thought she was pretty, but you always wondered what was under the exterior you could see was so clearly mirroring yours. 
You felt her grasp your hand back, interlocking your fingers, breaking your train of thought.  
"You sure about this?" She said while running her thumb across your knuckles.  
You took a beat before responding. 
"Not today, but soon."  
She nodded, humming and accepting your answer.  
She leaned up to brush her lips against your knuckles.  
That had been the start of it.  
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That was the start of the cycle of you and Ellie hanging, not having sex yet but still hanging out and getting to know each other. Of course, you were both seeing others on the side, but you had slowed down, not seeing as many girls, but both of you still kissing girls at parties, sometimes right in front of the other before slouching back onto whatever couch you had both claimed as yours for the night and continuing the conversation as normal. 
You kept hanging out and smoking, doing assignments together and ordering food in for the night or you cooking for her while she rolled for the both of you. You often sent her off with the leftovers for her to keep. She in turn slowly stopped charging you for weed, saying you had already paid her. 
You also more recently started meeting up between classes, during the weekends and texting each other non-stop, sometimes staying up far too ate into the night, saying goodnight just as the sun was rising and then waking the next few hours to go to classes or occasionally selling in Ellie's case.  
Nothing had happened yet, but you could both feel it was leading up to something. Like electricity that was building up in the air. The calm before the storm. Sometimes you felt Ellie's gaze lingering on you for too long when you were turned around, looking at you like you were something to be devoured.  
You thought back to when you could feel her eyes grazing up your body during a trip to the campus bookstore, but when you had turned around to meet her eyes she looked away, instead picking up a book turning the pages with an unnatural interest rather than admit to getting caught. 
This had been the dynamic between you for the past month.  
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You had been over that afternoon working on an assignment at Ellie, you lying on her carpet, brows furrowed as your eyes bore into your textbook, begging your brain to absorb some of the material that you had looked at but nothing. You groaned out, before shoving your nose into the textbook, lying flat into the carpet in frustration.  
Ellie who had been typing away in her laptop, hood pulled over her head and glasses on her nose bridge turned around to laugh. 
"Do I need to give you and the book a minute? I can chill in Dina's dorm if you need me to?" 
"Shut up," you huffed out pushing your hair back to peek through your locks at the girl. "This is going to shit, none of this makes sense at all. Why the fuck did I pick this elective anyways?" 
"Yeah, I heard a ton of shit about it, think Dina picked it last year and swapped out." 
"And you didn't think to warn me because...?" 
"Tried to that one time we got high, but you completely forgot about it the next day." 
You groaned placing your face back into your textbook. You stayed there for a moment, listening to Ellie shuffle around the room, assuming she was looking for a book.  
You frowned feeling her slot something in between your exposed fingers. You looked up seeing a blunt, but it was different. It was the same metallic kind of foil that her usual gold blunts had but was in purple.  
You looked up at the girl who had a smirk on her lips, leaning down from her desk chair to look at you. 
"Thought you were out for the week?" 
She had turned down a dude who had come knocking on her door a half hour ago, explaing that she was sold out and waiting for more stuff to come in.  
"Not out of my personal stash, obviously. C'mon keep up you're meant to be the smart one between us." 
"I'm not the one getting a degree in astrophysics, am I?"  
"Exactly, I was dumb enough to pick this rough ass degree, so spark her already, my brains melting and so is yours. We could use this. I'm done for the day anyways." Ellie said, shutting her laptop and stretching. "Will you sit up already too? You look like that girl from the ring and it's freaking me out." 
You laughed at that and sat up crawling up to sit on her bed, making your way to the headboard as she sat on the opposite end holding out a disposable lighter for you to take. 
You looked at her, in her usual uniform of a dark tracksuit. She had been wearing them more often with her finals coming up. She looked pretty like this you thought, especially with her glasses. You loved them, they brought out her eyes even more, but you'd never tell her that, not wanting to feed her massive ego. 
Instead, you took the lighter from her outstretched and tattooed hand, bringing it up to the joint you had placed between your lips. You took a pretty big pull, inhaling, feeling the smoke go down your throat, before exhaling out of your nose and lips. 
You felt like you needed this, maybe it would take your eyes and mind off of your thoughts about Ellie, which was impossible because she was right in front of you, fuelling the desire in your gut that had been building up for weeks.  
You instead held out the joint to her, who paused, looking at you for a moment before taking it and doing the same. Maybe the fog was taking over your brain but. God, she looked good smoking watching her exhale her pull from only her nose, then going in for a second.  
You needed something to ground you. You pulled out your own laptop from your bag.  
"Wanna watch a movie?" 
"Sure, put on anything." 
You stopped your movements, looking at Ellie.  
"Anything?" You confirmed. 
"Anything aside from- 
"Fucking Scott Pilgrim." You both groaned out minutes later. It was a film you and Ellie loved and hated due to Scott's actions during the film. 
You listened to Ellie laugh at you watching the film. Your focus had been in other places though. Her lips. Nose. Freckles.  
Everywhere your eyes could rake in.  
When you brought your eyes back to hers, you saw that she was looking back into yours.  
"The fuck did you put in this joint?" You asked, watching as she looked down at your lips, while licking her own.  
Oh.  
"Got it from the same guy I buy Goldie from. Said it was a similar strain, but he told me it makes some people horny. Depends on the person and how much you smoke." 
You thought back to the two joints you and Ellie had smoked together. 
"Fuck." 
"Yeah." She agreed.  
She had moved up earlier to sit beside you, so you were both close to each other, her shoulder brushing yours as you had leaned on it earlier.  
She was still looking down at your lips.  
You moved your hand to stroke her cheek, but she caught your wrist stopping the movement in its tracks.  
"You sure?" She asked, looking you in the eyes this time. "Don't wanna fuck up what we have right now. I like our friendship. And your cooking."  
You smiled at this. You didn't want to fuck it up either but, you really did you want her.  
You nodded, "Just don't kiss me then, no feelings that way even if we stop this."  
She thought for a moment before nodding and pressing her forehead against yours, right before she moved away, carefully putting your laptop on the ground.  
You took her face in your hands, looking deep into her eyes, freckles and lips, wondering what you had gotten yourself into. But you didn't care. You had her right where you wanted her and that was all that mattered. 
Ellie took your hands in hers, kissing them before breaking away from you and moving down the bed. You frowned at this until she grabbed your legs, tugging them down so you were lying on her bed as she crawled up your body placing her legs on either side of her hips, and she put her forehead against yours again.  
"You wanna stop me, you tell me or push me off yeah?" She murmured. You gasped out a wet and broken "Yes." You said back in a tone as quiet as hers.  
She looked at you before accepting your answer and kissing your cheek. Her hands were everywhere, roaming your body, up and down as she explored you, a thing she was praying she'd be able to do one day while in the other girls she had been calling.  
You ran yours up and down her arms, grazing her neck before settling them in her hair, pulling her hood back. Her lips went everywhere they could, almost making up for the fact that they wouldn't meet yours.  
You were losing your mind under her. Gasping at every ridge, curve and scar she kissed. She trailed her lips to your collarbones, placing soft kisses on there, suckling the skin gently, before moving to the skin, just above the black tank top you had worn that day, under your jumper which you had taken off to smoke.  
You felt her teeth dig into your slightly as she sucked a mark onto you, a pink bruise blooming with two red indents. She moved back to kiss under your ear before placing her hands on your hips, squeezing the soft flesh there and playing with the hem of your shirt.  
You jumped slightly at the feeling of her cold hands on your hot middle, but she shushed you, warming her hands against you before continuing.  
You felt her place her head on your chest, leaning on you and in turn you put your hands back into her hair again, scratching. An act so vulnerable and intimate that didn't belong to the words you had murmured minutes ago.  
"Have an idea." Ellie spoke, after laying on you for a few minutes. She sat up, kneeling between your legs, still toying with your shirt. She ran her fingers down your middle, tracing a line from the centre of your chest, down between your tits, to your tummy.  
"Yeah?" You said looking at her, hair dishevelled, glasses still on but slipping down her nose bridge.  
You moved your hand to toy with the drawstrings of her hoodies, before moving them to rest on her hips.  
"Don't sound so surprised pretty girl. I'm full of them." 
You hummed at this, taking her hand and moving them down your body, resting them above your tits, squeezing your hands over hers, making her squeeze and grope your tits.  
She huffed, closing her eyes, exhaling through her nose, almost as if in thought about what she was going to do with you.  
"I've got something to ask you though. Need you to think this through yeah?" 
" 'Course. What is it els?" You said sweetly, as if you weren't tormenting the woman above you, blinking innocently. 
She opened her eyes, looking down at you, gently reaching down and grasping a lock of hair and pinching it between her pointer finger and thumb, nonchalantly, taking her time with you. 
"Do you think I need to get a towel?" 
Oh.  
Your eyes widened at this, not expecting her to ask you that at all.  
"Uh..." You trailed off, turning your head to the side feeling a blush creep onto your cheeks from your neck. Ellie followed you though, grasping your chin and turning you to face her. 
You took her in, still waiting for your answer. So you decided to give her one.  
"Depends."  
"Depends on what?"  
You took a beat, to watch her eyebrows furrow and her lips part in curiosity. You wondered if it was wise to challenge her for the first time.  
"Depends on if you know what you're doing." 
She looked back at you for a few seconds, searching your face and seeing that you were telling the truth.  
She wordlessly got off of you before opening the door to go into her bathroom. You sat up slightly, leaning on your elbows to see what she was doing. She came back into the room, holding a soft pink towel, with a look in her eyes that had confirmed your suspicions.  
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You felt Ellie pull you back in, letting your back fall against her chest, feeling her tits against your shoulder blades. She pressed a kiss against your shoulder in false sympathy, knowing she was the one causing your distress.  
"Where are you goin'? Hm? Gotta show you I know what I'm doing." She purred in your ear, trailing her lips down and sucking a hickey onto your neck, slow and sweet, savouring the taste of the sweaty and soft flesh she found there.  
She caged you in by slinging an arm against your waist, feeling it shake as you took in your unsteady breaths and sobs. 
Her hand had been in your panties rubbing and moving, pulling out squelching wet sounds, which echoed around the room, with the windows fogged up and dripping condensation onto the ledge.  
She had been at this for the past half hour, rubbing her slicked fingers against your soaked pussy. She'd occasionally slip them in, feeling you pulse and twitch around your fingers as you'd let your head fall against her shoulder and moan out "yes! please right there fuck!" 
As soon as she would feel you get wetter or close she'd pull out or slow down, to let you grind against the palm of her hand and try to chase your high, which she wouldn't let you reach, instead going back to palming your now exposed tits after she had pulled down your tank to rest of your midriff. 
You turned your head to kiss her neck, begging her to let you cum. 
"Dunno if I should pretty girl, not sure I wanna let this go just yet. Aren't you gonna let me have my fun?" She said pressing her palm into you causing you to throb and spread your legs to let her press into you more and whine out. You grinded against her as she used her other hand to push your underwear aside.  
"God, you look so good. Think we should make a little movie hm? Just so you don't go doubting me again." 
You twitched at the idea, being immortalised on camera like this for her and you forever.  
"Yeah? You want to?"  
"Want to. Also want you to let me cum if that's an option." 
She laughed at that, kissing the top of your head.  
She grabbed her phone from her desk and opened snapchat and held her thumb down before setting the phone against a lump of blankets that had formed from all the movement.  
She rubbed your folds again faster than before, now focused on letting you cum, since you had more than earned it after holding out for so long. 
You bit your lip, arching your back, bucking into the heat and wetness of her hand while grinding your hips.  
"That's it pretty girl, just like that, fuck." Ellie encouraged you while looking at the camera seeing how wet you were getting.  
She pushed her fingers into you, but it was different this time. No longer tormenting you but focused on making you cum completely as she thrusted them in and out of you.  
You groaned out a warning, eyes closed and pushed against her, rolling your hips back.  
"Gonna cum oh f-uck, like that, right there!" You sobbed as you pushed her hand away to let out a stream of clear liquid that gushed out from you.  
Ellie laughed in awe, before taking your hand away and rubbing your folds again causing more to come out, making your eyes roll into the back of your head.  
You mewled letting your toes curl, as you buried your face into her neck, riding out the last of your orgasm.  
She kissed your cheeks, kissing off the tears that had dropped from your eyes from the pleasure as you caught your breath.  
Once you did, you looked up at her, as she turned her head to peer at you too, glossy eyes and wet lips.  
"Hm? You alright?" She asked you, pushing your hair from your face.  
You didn't answer, reaching to end the video still recording before tossing the phone on the bed again and clambering into her lap. Ellie happily obliged you, wrapping her arms around your waist as you held her neck. She played with the band of your underwear, tugging it over your hip as you nuzzled her cheek.  
You leant into her ear, and she would have missed it had she not stopped rubbing your back. "Wanna taste you Els, can I please? You said kissing her cheeks.  
She let go of the strap of your underwear nodding into you, pushing her chin into your shoulder, shy suddenly at the thought of what you were asking. 
"Yeah. You do what you want pretty girl. 
She had taken off her hoodie and sweatpants leaving her in a black wifebeater and her boxers. She leaned back on arm tucked under her head, the other holding yours. 
Ellie didn't stop you as you pulled off her boxers, tugging them off her ankles. She felt exposed as you took her in, eyeing her glistening folds, semi hidden by auburn curls on her pubic mound. 
She turned her head, blinking wet red eyes at the ceiling, feeling her stomach twist into knots, partly in anticipations and something else she couldn't place. She also felt herself forgetting how to breathe as her chest tightened and felt her body sink into the mattress.  
"Hey."  
Your voice pulled her out of her daze. Ellie moved, shifting her weight onto her elbows to peer down at you.  
You took Ellie's hand in yours, bringing it to your lips.  
"Hey." Ellie rasped back, her voice gone. 
"Do you feel that?" You asked, placing your lips on her freckled skin again. Ellie nodded, using her free hand to brush your dishevelled hair out of your face.  
"Focus on me and that, yeah? I'll make you feel good I promise." 
" 'Know you will, pretty girl. Keep going." Ellie huffed, leaning back into the pillows again as she gave you the green light to keep going. 
She didn't stop you when you suckled onto her soaked clit like she was the best thing that you had ever tasted.  
She didn't stop you either when you nuzzled into her thighs and made her clench around nothing. She stroked your cheeks, whispered how good you were doing and rolled her hips towards your face. 
She looked out to the celling feeling her chest rise and fall as your tongue flattened letting her ride the muscle. 
When she came, all Ellie heard was white noise and felt her mouth fall open letting out groans and rasps, as you kissed her folds, drinking her in. Her breath had left her body as she arched into your mouth, while holding your head between her shivering thighs.  
When Ellie felt you crawl up your body in the now dark room, all she could do was let you lay on her chest happily and hope you didn't hear how hard her heart was beating. But you did.  
She had never let another girl sleep over, and you knew this, but you still felt her pull up the covers to both of your bodies, kiss your forehead and whisper "Goodnight" to you.  
Her heart fluttered hearing you whisper it back in the dark. 
Ellie laid awake for the first ten minutes, simply watching you sleep in the moonlight. She had an answer to a question she had been asking herself this past week. 
She didn’t know what it was, but all she knew was that her heart was beating faster around you. 
Sometimes it felt like she couldn’t breathe. You stirred in the dark, moving closer to her, and Ellie’s body responded instantly by moving closer too. 
She ran a finger across your cheek, soothing you and watching the frown slip from your features.  
Now what? 
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ellslvr · 2 days
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━━ matching tattoo
pairing : platonic ellabs x reader
warnings : tattoo, getting drunk/high (not specific), idk
a/n : if you've seen this bfr, its bcs this is a repost
dividers : @idontgetanysleep
DAILY CLICK
DONT BUY TLOU
WAYS TO HELP PALESTINE
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okay but what if roommate!ellabs and reader get a matching tattoo???? like HELLO THAT WOULD BE SO CUTE???NO???
just imagine how the three of you are drunk/high one night and you see ellie's tattoo and blurt out "we should get a matching tattoo, the three of us".
"fuck yeah" ellie said and abby just agreeing with ellie.
and there you are with ellie and abby beside you, walking down the street in the middle of the night trying to look for an open tattoo shop.
luck is on your side because you find it after 20 minutes have passed.
as the three of you walk in, the tattooist asks you what brings you guys here and ellie rambles about it and the tattoo artist can only nod and chuckles upon hearing the story.
after the tattooist has done their job, the three of you now have matching tattoos and from that point, if anybody asks any of you about the tattoo, you could talk about your two favourite people.
the next morning came with sounds of groans and when the three of you notices the tattoo on each other all you guys could say is "what the fuck, when did you get a tattoo".
after the memories from last night slowly come back to your pretty head, the three of you just laugh at the impulsive thoughts win.
the three of you didn't regret it though.
i was thinking that you have an earth shape tattoo, as for abby the sun and ellie the moon.
because both abby and ellie revolve around you, the earth.
and also because abby reminds me of the sun as ellie reminds me of the moon.
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REMINDER !!
that neil is a zionist and therefore dont buy his games, doesnt matter remastered or not !!!
before you leave, have you DONATE TO PALESTINE today? ITS FREE TOO !!
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lovesickonmybed · 3 days
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new ellie fic coming sometime this week!!!
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buckleysbitch · 3 days
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i need ellabs x reader smut inspo….requests are open loves, any and all suggestions are welcome 🪽₊˚⊹
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ellieluvr420 · 1 day
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Friends? Never. Pt.22 (Ellie Williams x reader)
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MASTERLIST (and information about Palestine) Please read!
SYNOPSIS: You and Ellie had been bitter enemies for years now but before that you were best friends. You had always planned to be roommates one day but when that becomes a reality the situation isn't exactly how you both imagined it.
SMUT MDNI OR ILL BE YOUR SLEEP PARALYSIS DEMON TONIGHT XOX
proofread kinda but this shit is like almost 9k words and i am tired so if there’s a mistake my apologies, will fix that tomorrow probs!
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“Fuck I am so tired. I’ve been twenty for three weeks and I swear I’m deteriorating already.” 
“Ellie you are such a drama queen, you’re just tired because you actually ran laps with the group today.” Training with the group had been going well for the most part but watching Ellie come back breathless and rosy cheeked, though in better shape than the teenagers that followed after her, was the highlight for you. 
“Can’t believe you made me do that.” 
“You were being naughty and you know I don’t tolerate bad behaviour.” 
“I smacked your ass once and none of them even saw. You are so mean to me.” 
“Stop sulking, besides, would you have preferred to stay behind with Amber?” 
“Okay fair enough, how was that by the way?” Your mind cast back to the memory of your altercation with Amber and left a sour taste in your mouth.
“Amber, can you stay behind please?” 
“Why?” She snipped at you with a scowl. 
“Because I said so.” You grit as Ellie stifles a laugh. Ellie had been on a mission today to annoy you as much as humanely possible, lovingly but still, she had succeeded. She had done so well that she was now jogging away with the other trainees after you banished her. When they had all been doing target practise she snuck up behind you and landed a harsh slap on your ass that was so loud it was almost audible over the repetitive gunfire. You yelped and rubbed at the sore skin while sneering at her as she laughed.  
“Sorry babe, you know I love your ass too much to keep my hands off, you should’ve seen the way it jiggled.” She went to reach for it again but you slapped her hand away and huffed, only making her laugh more, you glanced at the group and when all of their heads remained facing away from you, you breathed a sigh of relief.  
“You are such a little shit, you’re running laps with the others while I talk to Amber.” 
“What?! No way.” 
“Yes way, I’ve had enough of you today.” 
“Oh come on babe don’t be like that.” 
“Too late and if you don’t go, no sex for a month.” 
“You’re joking.” 
“Wanna fuck around and find out?” She huffed and called the rest of the group over to announce the badly received news of their impending laps around the town. You almost regretted your decision when you were left alone with Amber, her attitude making you want to throttle it out of her. 
“I wanted to have a chat because I want to see what we can do to be better supporting you to get you up to standard for patrol.” 
“Excuse me? Why are you only asking me?” 
“This isn’t an attack Amber, this is for your safety but you aren’t progressing at the same rate as the others and I don’t want to see you fall behind.” 
“You’re just picking on me because you have it out for me so don’t give me all of that caring bullshit because I see right through it.” She hissed, you bit your tongue and took a deep breath, desperately trying to keep your cool. 
“Amber, your aim with a gun is nowhere near the standards of the others, you can’t hold your own in a fight even with one of the other girls, you struggle in the drills, you don’t understand tracking and you never know any of the answers to the questions we ask about survival tactics. I’m not picking on you, I’m stating a fact.” It was harsh but she needed to hear it. “I am willing, and so is Ellie, to put in extra hours with you to help but we can only help if you let us and stop being so stubborn.” 
“I’ll do the extra hours with Ellie but I’m not spending anymore time with you than I have to.” You snickered at her comment, a wave of insecurity crashing over her features. You’d happily let Ellie take her for the extra training, you trusted her with your life but then Amber would be getting her way and you just weren’t willing to let that happen. 
“Not gonna happen, nice try though.” You were going to leave it there but that eye roll and pout of her lip just sent you over the edge as you stormed over to her, closing the distance between you both. “Do you think I don’t notice your blatant flirting with my girlfriend? Do you think it’s going to get you anywhere? We live together, we have a child together, and when we go home together after training we laugh at your pathetic attempts on her. Stop being fucking delusional and get over yourself. I’m here to train you, not to be your friend so you either sort yourself out or I’ll tell Maria you’re not fit for patrol and she’ll find you some other boring job in Jackson.” She gulped and her eyes developed a glassy film. You had taken it too far but you were getting sick of her and she had just pushed you one too many times. “Now go home and come back tomorrow with a better fucking attitude because if you think I’m above kicking your ass you’re sorely mistaken. You saw how quick I took Harvey down, do you really think I wouldn’t crush you in a second?” She scowled at you before storming off, not quick enough that you didn’t see the fear in her eyes though. 
“Ugh she’s just- it was as expected. We argued, I scared the shit out of her and she ran away with her tail between her legs, she’ll be the exact same tomorrow. Same shit, different day.” 
“Damn, I don’t understand what her problem is.” 
“I do, she doesn’t like me because of us and because I have a position of authority over her, she’s the weakest of the group and it makes her insecure and I’m the only one that will call her out on it.” You eye Ellie pointedly as she smiles sheepishly. 
“I can take the next lecture, promise babe.” 
“Eh she won’t even listen to you because she’ll be too busy ogling you.” 
“Damn I’m feeling really objectified right now.” 
“Oh shut up, you love it.” 
“I only love the attention when it comes from you but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me feel good about myself.” She smiles smugly as she wraps an arm around your waist pulling you snug to her hip as she presses a kiss to your temple with a quiet chuckle. 
“Who would’ve thought I’d be the scary one out of us?” You chuckle but it dies in your throat as she quirks an eyebrow at you as if your question was entirely absurd. 
“Err everyone. You’re scary.” 
“I am not!” You pinch her side and she squirms away from you with a hiss. 
“You so are, it’s not a bad thing but you are terrifying. Do i need to remind you about you being a jailbird? My girlfriend is a convict, that’s scary, hot but scary.” You roll your eyes as the school comes into view and the bustle of parents awaiting their children is accompanied by the deafening squeals and yells of children bounding out of the gates like a stampede. You both stop and hold hands as you wait for Clem’s beaming face to come into view. 
You crane your neck looking for the strawberry blonde locks until they catch your eye causing a smile to grace your features. Ellie had already released your hand to kneel down in preparation for Clem’s leap into her arms that had become customary when you would pick her up. You both exchange looks of concern when her face remains angled towards the floor and she trudges over to you both dragging her feet. You immediately move towards her and bend down in front of her as Ellie joins you seconds later, cupping her cheeks you angle her face to meet yours and the sight sends shockwaves through you. Her face was red and blotchy, the remnants of tears evident all over her cheeks but what struck you both more was the slightly raised red mark on her cheek that looked like the precursor of a bruise.  
“Baby who did this to you?” Your voice was frantic as tears welled in your eyes at her sadness, it was the kind of sadness you hadn’t seen in her since the day you found her, the memory of that day cursed you and filled you with a rage you had never experienced before. She had been so excited for school this morning, it was show and tell and she had brought in a painting that her and Ellie had created with the watercolours you had gifted Ellie for her birthday, it was a replica of a polaroid taken on Ellie’s birthday of the three of you, Ellie holding Clem with her free arm around your waist as you all beamed at the camera. She had rushed you both out the door and practically skipped the whole way to school, babbling about how much she loved it and how interesting all her classes were and now she was sniffling and hurt, her entire demeanour oozing the pain she was in. You were so focused on the sorrow on her features you barely remembered asking her who caused her it until she answered you. 
“T-Timmy.” Her voice was meek and quiet, the opposite of how it typically was as she sniffled and wiped at her eyes before wincing as she accidentally pressed on the welt forming underneath.
“What happened kiddo?” Ellie’s voice was calm, unlike yours but the scowl on her face gave her true feelings away. 
“He made fun of me for having two mommies, so I told him he was ugly and smelly, because he is, then he hit me and pushed me in front of everyone. Please can we go home?” Every part of you wanted to chase Timmy and his parents down for what they had taught their child but Clem came first and she wanted to go home so that’s what you’d do. 
Clem perked up quick enough, after dancing to her favourite record with you both and doing some painting with Ellie while you prepared dinner, she seemed almost normal again though it was clear what happened today was playing on her mind as she looked up from the table with glassy eyes. 
“Why are people mean about you? I don’t understand, you’re the best mommies. Do they hate me?” 
“Oh baby, no one hates you, you’re our perfect angel, don’t ever have thoughts like that, ever, okay?” Ellie was the first to speak as she noticed the slight gape of your mouth though you snapped back into action when Clem turned to you expectantly. 
“Some people just don’t like that me and mama love each other. They don’t like that me and mama are young as well and we were so lucky to find you and make you a part of our family. They’re jealous and silly and I promise it’s nothing to do with you. I swear Timmy nor anyone is ever going to lay a finger on you again baby, some people are just silly and mean, do you understand?” She nods with a small smile before going back to eating as Ellie looks at you silently communicating the plan you knew you both had.  
“Clemmy, I’ve gotta go out for a little bit but I promise I’ll be back in time to say goodnight, okay?” Ellie stands and presses a kiss to Clem’s forehead as she strokes the soft hair on her head. 
“Okay Mama, I’ll miss you.” 
“Oh you know I’ll always miss you more.” You stand and follow Ellie to the door kissing her sweetly before she ducks out leaving you and Clem to start her bedtime routine alone. 
After her bath and three different books, Clem’s eyes were drooping and the yawn she tried and failed to hide was evident she’d be asleep soon. The sound of the door opening and closing let you relax and as Ellie walked in taking her place next to you at Clem’s bedside you smiled. She pressed a kiss to the girl's forehead. Clem cupped Ellie’s cheeks as she lazily opened her eyes smiling giddily, the love that was radiating from both of them warmed you, your heart sang, you could watch them forever and be perfectly happy with that. You were so wrapped up in your thoughts you didn’t notice them both turning to face you. 
“Can you both cuddle me until I fall asleep?” 
“Of course baby.” Ellie climbed over Clem’s body as you laid down on the other side of her. Clem cuddles into your chest as Ellie wraps her arm over the both of you, pulling you both in tighter to her. As Clem’s breathing slowed, you lifted your head slightly to look at Ellie who had been gently playing with Clem’s hair as she hummed a familiar tune to her. It reminded you of a time when your mother would sing the same song to you at bedtime. 
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Hush little baby don’t say a word 
Mama’s gonna buy you a mockingbird 
And if that mockingbird don’t sing 
Mama’s gonna buy you a diamond ring 
And if that diamond ring turns brass 
Mama’s gonna buy you a looking glass 
And if that looking glass gets broke 
 Mama's gonna buy you a billy goat 
And if that billy goat doesn't pull 
 Mama's gonna buy you a cart and bull 
And if that cart and bull turn over 
Mama's gonna buy you a dog named Rover 
And if that dog named Rover won't bark 
Mama's gonna buy you a horse and cart 
And if that horse and cart fall down 
well you'll still be the sweetest baby in town. 
“I love you Mommy.” 
“I love you too sweetie, I always will, sweet dreams.” Your father had read to you after they both gave you your nighttime bath, indulging in your childish play letting you splash at them until the water went cold and you began to shiver. You smiled up at your father as he kissed your forehead goodnight leaving your mum to sing you the same tune she always sang to you before bed. Sometimes you'd sing along and sometimes you'd just listen to her melodic voice as you let her tune coax you to sleep.
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The memory haunted you, it had always been such a fond one but now it burned your skin and stung your eyes. You pushed the thoughts to the back of your mind as you sang along to the tune Ellie was gently humming and you could feel the new memories being attached to the song that took the aching pain in your chest away as if it was never there. 
You and Ellie both sneak out of Clem’s room once she’s firmly asleep and walk downstairs to greet Dina and Jesse who were sat in your living room. 
“Thanks so much for watching her guys. We won’t be long.” You smile at them before going to slip your shoes on. As you return Ellie smiles grimly at you. 
“You ready?” 
“Fuck yeah.” Your eyebrows furrowed as the sudden fire ignited within you once again. 
“Oh I would be shitting myself if I was them right now.” Jesse laughed though it was clear he was serious. 
“Have fun going full mama bears on their asses!” Dina calls out to you as you both make your way out the front door and start the walk to Timmy’s house. You were never going to let his parents get away with teaching their child to be so hateful but you didn’t want Clem to see this side of you. 
Ellie knocked on their door and as it swung open revealing a disgruntled man you both pushed past him into his home without a word. 
“Erm excuse you, what do you think you’re doing?” 
“We want to have a chat Rick, get your wife and sit down.” Your voice was monotone and your face deadpan but his scowl did not fade and he remained unmoving. 
“Are you deaf? Get your wife and sit down.” Ellie repeated as she stepped closer to him, her face stony and her voice low and menacing. You watched as his face morphed into a picture of fear and it only made you smile, he scurried off returning with his wife, both seating themselves on their sofa, fidgeting and clearly unnerved. 
“I’m assuming the school told you what Timmy did today?” They nodded as a response to your question, their eyes flicking between you and Ellie. 
“Mm and I bet you couldn’t have been prouder right?” Their silence was adding fuel to the fire and as you observed Ellie pacing slowly beside you, it was clear she felt the same. 
“Listen, if you have a problem with us, we couldn’t care less. But if your issue with us ends with our child getting hurt again, then we need to do something about it.” Ellie's voice was calm as she came to stand over them. “If Timmy ever comes near Clem again, I promise you, you will be looking for a new place to live because I will hunt you both to the ends of the Earth. You’ll never be able to settle because I’ll always be just on your heels. Do you want that life for Timmy? Never knowing when he’d be left alone in the world because his parents hatred cost them their lives. This is your only warning. Keep your snotty little shit away from our Clem or we will make sure the last thing you see is us smiling over your bodies. Don’t give me an excuse to do it, because I’ll enjoy every last second of it.” Their faces drained of all their colour and the sight was exhilarating to you. Ellie was always so gentle with you and Clem so you rarely saw this side of her but the few reminders you got never failed to stick with you, knowing she was acting this way to protect Clem, it only warmed you more. She walked to the door leaving you scowling in front of them. 
“If you think Maria won’t be hearing of this, you’re wrong, expect a visit from her tomorrow. You’re the reason her niece's daughter was hurt today, she won’t take that lightly. I’d watch your backs if I were you.” You grinned as they visibly gulped before strolling off to meet Ellie at the door, her face matching yours. The walk back to your home was filled with childish giggles as you recounted the looks on their faces. 
Even as you walked through the door of your home to find Dina and Jesse cuddled up on the sofa, you still couldn’t stop giggling. 
“Assuming it went well then?” Jesse questioned with a quirk of his eyebrow. 
“Oh yeah you should’ve seen their faces. Ellie went all ‘ah I’m so scary, I’m gonna hunt you down aghhh’ it was amazing!” You mocked Ellie’s deep, raspy voice that she had used while speaking to Timmy’s parents before bursting into laughter once again. 
“I did not fucking sound like that! But it’s true, they shit their pants.” She looked smug as her chin raised to the air only causing you all to laugh more. You had been annoyed about yours and Ellie’s reputations after the few incidents over the past months that had painted you in a darker light but it served you both well today. 
“That’s our girls!” Dina was beaming at you both as they stood. 
“Thank you again for coming over on short notice. Did she wake up or anything?” 
“No no, she’s been out like a light. Don’t keep thanking us anyway, we can use all the practise we can get.” Jesse breathed out as he rocked on his heels. 
They said their goodbyes and left, leaving you and Ellie to collapse in bed, tired of the day. 
“I know I joked but you going all scary to protect Clemmy was super fucking hot.” You cupped Ellie’s cheeks as you softly rubbed your nose against hers before resting your foreheads together with a smile. 
“Hey it wasn’t just me, I heard what you said to them after I left the room. That was a nice touch.” 
“Why thank you.” You giggled softly before your face turned sour again. “I just can’t believe we’re having to deal with shit like this. I mean, Ellie, she got fucking hit today. How many homophobes are there in this stupid fucking town?” 
“I know, it’s ridiculous. This place is about as good as it gets and still, shit like this happens. I know what you mean about being done with it all but where do we even go you know?” 
“Well I was thinking about that, remember that farm we stayed at before we found Clem, how perfect it was, how pretty the stars were from up there, how good the sex we had up there was hmm?” You dropped your voice seductively causing her eyebrows to shoot up. “We never got to go back and lock it up because of our little bundle of joy but I was thinking maybe Joel could watch her for a day and then Dina and Jesse have her for the night so we can go have a look around and see if it’s a viable option for us. I love our family, more than anything and the more I think about it just being us up there, the more I warm up to the idea, but obviously it’s close enough that we can still see everyone regularly and be connected to Jackson, what do you think?” 
“Sounds fucking perfect babe. But I have one condition.” 
“Oh yeah?” 
“We have sheep, lots of ‘em, and a cow or two maybe, oh and we get to take Shimmer and Greg with us. We should have chickens too.” 
“Sounds like more than one condition to me but I’m in.” 
“You are going to make the cutest farmer.” She smirks at you as your eyebrows furrow. 
“You’re going to be the farmer. I will sit pretty and watch you get your hands dirty.” 
“Oh will you now?” 
“Mhm you’re the one that wanted all the animals.” 
“Well I suppose that’s fair. Do you think Clem will want to go?” 
“El she’d follow you anyway, that girl has stars in her eyes when she looks at you. I think after today especially, she’ll be happy to go be farmers up in the hills.” 
“Ah! So we will be farmers. I knew you’d see it my way.” 
“You are ridiculous.” 
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“Ellie look! It’s just up ahead, it looks fine oh my god I’m so excited!” You rushed out as you spurred Greg on towards the picturesque farmhouse that you had been dreaming about returning to since you left. 
“Oh fuck yeah and it’s only taken us like an hour and a half to get here with the horses, it feels so far but so close at the same time.” 
“I feel really fucking good about this babe!” 
“Me too.” Ellie hummed and as you approached the gate you sucked a breath in, praying it would open freely. 
“Ah!” You squealed as the gate swung open and you jumped off Greg barely managing to stop yourself from jumping about as you seemed one step closer to building a life there.  
“Okay let’s stay alert just in case, you wanna sweep the house or the barn?” Ellie sounded serious but her voice failed to hide the giddiness in her as she hopped off of Shimmer and pressed a hand to the small of your back. 
“Let’s do the barn together first so we can leave the horses in there and then go through the house, I wanna walk in there with you, this is a milestone!” You beamed causing her to chuckle and start leading you round the house and towards the barn. 
Once the barn had been cleared and the horses were happily grazing on some hay you both walked back round to the porch, you practically leaping up the stairs and dragging Ellie behind you but before you could reach for the doorknob she yanked you back into her and pressed kisses from just below your ear down to your shoulder blade, swaying you both gently. There was a gentle breeze whistling through the air and it smelled so fresh and crisp, the air felt so much more cleansing than in Jackson, every breath you took making you feel light and renewed. A small white butterfly flew around you both before disappearing into the powder blue sky that was dotted with pristine, white clouds. There were patches of daffodils all over the field amongst other splotches of colourful flowers creating the most beautiful landscape. 
“El come on- ah!” You were interrupted as Ellie lifted you bridal style into her arms and started fumbling with the door. “What are you doing?” You said through giggles. 
“Practising for the real thing.” She nudged the door open and as you both walked through hearing nothing but sweet, serene silence you both snapped your heads towards each other and smiled. You grabbed her cheeks and pulled her in for a kiss that felt like you were melting into each other before she gently put you down and walked you towards the dining room table opposite the front door, her lips never once leaving yours, it started tender as she explored your mouth with her tongue, lapping at yours slowly, but it soon grew hungry and desperate, the passion radiating off of both of you, she still tasted slightly minty from when she had brushed her teeth this morning and it cooled the growing heat slightly. Her hands grabbed and squeezed at any expanse of skin she could find as she groaned into your mouth, the sound making your knees weak, relying on her to keep you upright as she reduced you to a puddle of desperation with just her lips on yours. You could barely think straight, your mind being clouded, everything becoming hazy as she devoured you. As your thighs hit the back of the table she grabbed at them and lifted you to sit on the oak, pressing herself between your legs and gently grinding her hips into yours, you whined quietly and wrapped your legs tighter round her waist, pulling her impossibly closer to you while gripping onto her hair like she was anchoring you to this plane of existence. The friction of your cores rubbing together could’ve generated electricity, it felt like it was as the hair on the back of your neck stood and you shivered with need. Shockwaves of energy rippled through you as the temperature seemed to rise impossibly higher between you both until you each pulled away gasping for breath, a string of spit connecting your lips together like the tether wrapped around each of your hearts that had kept you closely bound to her since the day you met, even when you hadn’t spoken all those years, the tether still tugged you in her direction.  
Ellie bit her lip as she quickly unbuttoned your jeans and yanked them down your legs with your assistance licking her lips at the sight of the wet patch on your underwear. “Someone’s pent up huh? All this from a little kissing? Need to take better care of you don’t I babe?” 
“Mhm, quit stalling, I’m so wet it’s uncomfortable El, need you to clean me up.” She groaned at your words and immediately kneeled down on the floor wasting no time slipping your panties to the side and burying her face between your legs. You’d think she hadn’t eaten for days with the way she was sucking you dry, your clit throbbing in her lips as her fingers teased your entrance. She knew your body better than you did, not even having to search for the spongy spot inside of you that made your insides turn to liquid. It was so easy she was chuckling into you as your hips ground themselves into her. Her tongue was her paint brush and your pussy was her artwork as she swirled it around every inch of you, she’d swap from flattening her tongue and almost making out with your cunt to small kitten licks that had you keening and whimpering. Her fingers curled as they pumped in and out of you, each time she’d hit your g-spot you’d jolt and gasp, the feeling was so intense you wanted to squirm away but she had you tightly pulled against her with her free hand gripping onto your hip hard enough there’d be faint oval bruises in her hands absence. “Oh fuck, right there baby, I’m so close, shit-” With a long, harsh suckle on your clit, her tongue working circles around it at the same time, it seemed to be the only occasion where she could multi-task, your body tensed with your release, your hips bucking onto her fingers as you ride out your high. “Ah fuck- OW!” You suddenly exclaim cutting yourself off mid-moan. Ellie quickly jumped up to face you, her lips and chin shiny with your slick that looked comical against her panicked expression. 
“Babe what’s wrong? Did I hurt you? Fuck I’m sorry-” 
“No, no you didn’t do anything. You were fucking amazing but I- I think I got a splinter in my ass.” You admit shamefully. 
“No you fucking didn’t, oh my god turn around, let me see.” She couldn’t contain her laughter even as you frowned at her while hopping off the table and turning away from her. She pressed a hand to your back, bending you over the table and gently easing your underwear down your thighs as she inched close enough to your behind that you could feel her breath tickling your cheeks. 
“Ellie stop being a perv, is there a splinter?” 
“Ohh yeah, big one too, could see it from a mile away.” 
“Why is your nose practically touching my ass then?” 
“Because it’s really pretty.” You could practically hear the smirk in her voice before she made a sorrowful attempt at whistling that just sounded like air escaping through a slightly cracked window. You laughed and she smacked at your uninjured ass-cheek lightly. 
“Ellie! Get the fucking splinter out!” 
“Alright, alright. Ruining my fun you are.” 
“I’m gonna ruin you when this splinter is out of my ass.” 
“Is that a threat or a promise?” 
“Both you heathen now hurry up!” She chuckled before quickly but gently removing the splinter earning a satisfied hum from you as you returned upright and faced her, unamused at her childish glee while inspecting the splinter between her thumb and index finger. 
“So errr we should probably varnish this table or sand it or something before we move in here. Wouldn’t want Clem getting hurt.” Ellie declares. 
“Oh yeah this is sooo about Clem and not just you imagining railing me nine ways to sunday on here.” You raise your eyebrows at her, you knew Ellie was thinking about making sure Clem didn’t get any splinters, but you also knew that wasn’t the reason for her comment. You were the one that worried about things like that, she was the one that would throw Clem over her head high enough that you’d gasp and scold her for how close Clem’s head was to hitting the ceiling. You frowned as she seemed completely unphased by your remark only staring at the splinter still. 
“I’m keeping this, it’s a memento.” 
“Ellie so help me god-” 
“Relax babe, someone’s prickly.” She hunched over with laughter as you simply rolled your eyes and redressed yourself. 
“You’re so unfunny.” 
“Why are you always laughing then?” 
“I really don’t like you right now.” 
“Hey that’s not fair, I just made you cum in under like five minutes, that’s gotta be a record, be nice to me.” 
“I’ll be nice to you when you drop the fucking splinter.” Without hesitation she turned away from you and hurled the splinter towards the front door. 
“See, it’s gone, now kiss me woman.” She shut her eyes and puckered up her lips dramatically while making loud smooching sounds. 
“You’re lucky I love you.” 
“Doesn’t sound like kissing!” She sang before puckering her lips again to which you relented and pressed your lips against hers, smiling into the kiss as her arms wrapped around your waist. “Goddamn I love you.” You giggled as you stepped away from her and spun round the room, taking in everything you had missed in your frenzied state. So much had happened in such a short space of time but the house, the house looked like it was frozen, everything exactly as you remembered it from before. It just felt right, it felt like home. 
“So er now we’ve christened the place, how about we take a look around?” You suggested, the heat in your cheeks barely subsiding. 
“Oh yeah, I wanna christen each room before we go.” 
“You’re an animal.” She laughed as she followed you all throughout the house until you were in the kitchen, both gazing out of the window above the sink at the field that surrounded the property. The long grass was swaying in the wind, two doves landed on the fence in front of the window and their chirps were a melody you could listen to forever. The sun was beaming making everything look even more vibrant than it already did, the mountains creating the most beautiful backdrop. “Imagine teaching Clemmy all about the animals and how to grow fruit and vegetables in the sun, nothing but quiet all around.” As you spoke you could picture everything in your head like it was already reality. 
“And sitting outside at night, looking at all the stars, looking for constellations.” She spoke into your neck where her face was nestled, her arms wrapped around your front, swaying you both gently. 
“We can read together on the porch, bundle up in winter and have hot chocolate out there while we watch the snow fall.” You add. 
“Teach Clem how to ride the horses, the fields big enough.” 
“Yes! She’ll love running around with all the animals, I bet she’ll love the chickens.” You both chuckle at the notion. 
“She’s gonna make one her pet and then we’ll have a house chicken.” Ellie huffed as if she was already being faced with Clem’s puppy eyes as she clutches the clueless chicken to her chest begging for it to be her pet. 
“Bet she’ll call it Eggbert whether it’s a boy or a girl.” 
“That sounds like something I would do.” 
“That’s exactly my point.” You turn to face her over your shoulder and smile as she purses her lips and nods slowly, her eyes narrowing at your smug face before breaking out into the widest grin. 
“Babe I fucking love it here, I can picture our lives here and everything. You still want this?” She spins you to face her, the smile adorning her features would have been enough to convince you to jump off a cliff if that was what she wanted. 
“More than anything.” 
“Then, as long as Clemmy’s okay with it, we’re moving.” You squeal and press your lips against hers as she squeezes you against her, lifting you from the ground slightly and spinning you around until she staggered to a stop. “Oh fuck I’m dizzy.” She rests her hands on her knees and takes a few deep breaths that have her back visibly rising and falling causing you to chuckle at her playfulness. 
“Okay, we need to look at the fence, the water, the gas and the electric, I’ve got used to some comforts in Jackson that I’m not prepared to give up just yet.” 
“Let’s look at the fence because I don’t know who you think I am babe but I will have no clue about any of the other things.” Ellie stands upright once again, her hands finding their place on her hips as she tilts her head slightly at you. 
“Oh right me neither, that can be a job for Joel and Tommy.” 
“They’ve got their uses.” She grabs your hand and drags you back outside where you both just stand for a minute admiring the view. 
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“Look this can be Clemmy’s room! Maybe you could paint something on her wall for her El!” 
“Fuck yeah but come on you, it’s been a long day and we need our beauty sleep.” You groaned as Ellie ushered you towards the master bedroom, you just wanted to stay and keep fantasising, but Ellie was right, you were tired and you wanted to wake up bright and early to get back to Clementine tomorrow. 
You each slipped off your clothes, you climbed in bed as Ellie cracked the window slightly to let the cool, summer night air breeze into the room. The only sound that could be heard was the faint chirping of crickets and your breaths as you both settle into the bed, cuddling into one another. You looped your arms around Ellie’s waist and pressed your face into her chest as she softly scratched patterns into your back. Your legs entangled with each other's as your heartbeats synced, it was serene and you felt the calmest you had felt in as long as you could remember. It felt almost perfect, but you knew once Clem was here with you both it would be perfect. You breathed in, letting Ellie’s scent linger and blur your senses more as sleep dragged you further into its embrace, she had always smelt of fresh washing that had dried in the summer breeze, it was comforting, everything about her was comforting. Her soft skin moulding against yours, the steady rise and fall of her chest, the way she clutched onto you subconsciously, she was home to you, she was always home to you, even when you weren’t speaking for those years, she still offered the comfort you so desperately craved. 
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“Are you okay?” You didn’t have to look up to know who it was, her voice was etched into your brain, all you wanted to do was leap into her arms and clutch onto her, never letting go but you couldn’t. You had already pushed her away until your time together was blurring memories swirling around your head. You had pushed her away to keep your relationship with your parents but it still wasn’t enough, it was never enough for them. You swore they wanted nothing to do with you, banishing you out of the house because you had got into a fight and refused to divulge why. Ellie was why, and that would’ve only angered them more. 
You had been sitting in the park, reading a book when Petra and Suze had enclosed on you, sitting down by your side with smiles. “Hey bookworm, what ya reading?” Petra questions. 
“Persuasion by Jane Austen, it’s so good, romance books will always have a special place in my heart.” 
“Another romance book huh? We gotta get you out in the real world, Jason’s got his eye on you, you know, we could set you two up.” Suze quirked her eyebrow as you grimaced. 
“As much as that offer is so tempting, I’d rather stab myself in the eye repeatedly than go out with Jason.” 
“What? What’s wrong with him?” He’s a guy and he’s not Ellie, you missed her every minute of everyday, Petra and Suze were a nice distraction but they were nothing like Ellie, you just wanted Ellie. 
“I don’t know, I’m just not interested in him like that, he’s so full of himself, there wouldn’t be enough room in the relationship with me and his huge ego.” They both giggled at your harsh tone. 
“Well that’s fair.” Silence settled around you as you watched the scenery, people-watching had always been one of your favourite pass-times but you found yourself doing it more now you were constantly searching for the auburn hair you used to run your fingers through, you had convinced yourself you’d seen her this time, that wasn’t a part of your imagination like it often was but Petra’s words confirmed you had actually been seeing her this time. 
“Ugh there goes the town dyke. God she’s so fucking weird.” 
“I know right, why would they even let her in? Throw her to the wolves I say.” Suze snickered and everything went red, your ears rang and your vision blurred, you only remember being yanked off of Suze as Petra lay just a foot away wheezing and coughing, cursing you under her breath. 
Your parents had screamed, thrown things at you, yanked you by their iron grip around your wrists to barricade you in your room when you refused to explain why you had so viciously attacked the girls that were supposed to be your friends. You sobbed and sobbed until you heard your dad shifting whatever he had used to keep your bedroom door shut tightly. He didn’t speak, didn’t look you in the eye, just dragged you out of your room and straight outside where he shut the door after uttering. “Find somewhere else to sleep tonight.” That was it. You were on your own and the rain that started to pour from the heavens mirrored your mood as you wandered aimlessly until your legs grew weak and you collapsed by a tree, desperately hoping it would shelter you from the torrential downpour. 
“Hey I said are you okay?” Ellie nudged your shoe with hers as you sniffled and spared a glance up at her only to bury your head back into your knees that you were holding to your chest with a small shake of your head. “Why are you outside in this weather? You’re gonna get sick. Go home.” Her tone wasn’t nasty but it wasn’t soft and sweet like it used to be with you, it was a slap on the cheek that you thoroughly deserved. 
“I can’t” You weakly whispered, barely loud enough for her to hear, she kneeled down and stroked a hand down your hair, beckoning you to meet her worried gaze. 
“They kick you out again?” 
“Mhm.” 
“What was the reason this time?” 
“I fucked up Petra and Suze and I wouldn’t tell them why, they love Petra and Suze more than me so they’re really pissed.” 
“Why’d you fight them?” 
“Doesn’t matter.” You wouldn’t meet her eyes, you just stared off into the distance, occasionally hiccupping as a result of your sobbing. 
“Get up.” 
“Just leave me alone please Ellie.” She was too painful of a reminder of how alone you were, you’d rather be actually alone than in her presence. 
“Just get up, c’mon. You’re not sleeping out here tonight. If you get struck by lightning I’ll feel kinda responsible.” Her tone was lighter than it had been and you chuckled slightly as you took her hand and let her pull you from the ground, immediately turning on her heel and letting you trail along behind her back to her home. You considered just disappearing from your place behind her, you doubted that she would notice before you were long gone as she seemed to avoid looking at you like she’d turn to stone if she did. 
Her garage was exactly as you’d remembered it with a couple new additions to the trinkets that littered every surface and wall. You had always loved it here, it was so much more inviting than your home. You used to let yourself in and immediately flop down on her sofa like you owned the place but now you just stood by the door, shivering and fidgeting unsure of what to do from here. Ellie was busy at her makeshift kitchen, milling through cupboards and drawers. 
“Have you eaten?” She turned to face you for the first time since she had found you and frowned at your uncomfortable demeanour. “Just sit down or something, you’re making me feel weird just looking at you.” She snapped, immediately regretting it as you flinched and dragged yourself to the sofa like she’d throw you out if you hadn’t. “Sorry, have you eaten?” 
“I’m fine.” 
“That’s not what I asked though is it? Have you eaten? Yes or no?” 
“Yeah.” 
“Fucking liar.” She bit her lip as your eyes flashed to hers, guilt painted all over your features. She couldn’t see you like this, it was too hard to not just wrap you in her arms and tell you everything would be okay, that she’s here for you, you wouldn’t let her do that and she couldn’t let herself so she just turned back towards the kitchenette and began making some dinner for you both. “You know where my clothes are, don’t sit in those wet clothes, if you wanna take a shower to warm up you can.” 
“I’m-” 
“For fuck’s sake can you stop being so fucking stubborn and just take care of yourself? Go warm up and put on some dry clothes.” She sniped leading you to rush away from her and into the bathroom without another word. “Shit.” She muttered as the bathroom door slammed shut, she was kicking you while you were down and she felt horrible but she couldn’t control herself around you, if she could she would’ve pretended she hadn’t seen you earlier and kept walking. She heard the shower turn on and faintly through the pattering of the water she heard sniffles and choked sobs that led her to press her ear to the door trying to listen in closer. It was clear as day, the sound of your sobs that you thought the shower muffled, her heart clenched and her skin itched as it felt like it was constricting around her, choking the air out of her. She stayed at the door, just listening, she knew she should’ve given you privacy but she felt glued to the wood separating you both, she only moved when the sound of the soup bubbling beckoned her over to turn the heat on the cooker down. She went to go back to the door but the sound of the shower turning off sent her leaping in the complete opposite direction, sitting at her desk and forcing herself to keep her eyes planted on the comic that had been resting atop as you walked out in a towel, her towel and shuffled over to the drawers where she kept her pyjamas.  
She dished up the soup and handed you a bowl wordlessly before going back to the desk to eat hers, the tension was palpable between the both of you, the only sound filling the room being small metallic clinks of your spoons hitting the bowls over and over again as you scraped the remnants of the soup from the bowl. “Sorry it’s not much.” 
“Thank you Ellie.” You walked over to her and took her bowl going to the sink to wash them up for her, it was the least you could do. 
“You can take the bed, I’ll sleep on the couch.” 
“No I’m not taking your bed too.” 
“Just-” She went to snap but sucked in a breath and calmed herself down. “Just take the bed, please.” You breathed deeply before nodding your head and skulking over to the bed where you had once stayed almost every other night, climbing in cautiously, subconsciously crawling over to ‘your’ side of the bed. 
“Thanks, night Ellie.” 
“Night.” It didn’t take long for sleep to overtake you, you were exhausted and your head was pounding, sleep providing the much-needed reprieve from the emotions of the day. 
The first thing your eyes focused on as you woke was Ellie’s sleeping form on the sofa, curled up under a blanket, her face was peaceful, washed of the scowl that typically took over her features around you now. Suddenly everything hit you like a brick and it felt like the air was getting sucked out of you as you rushed to change back into your clothes and get out of there as quickly and as quietly as possible. You were out of the door in under five minutes and the guilt only weighed you down with every step you took away from Ellie. She had been kind and helped you in a time of need and you ran off without a word. You didn’t know what you would say, how you could face her, it was too painful, going back to your home and facing the wrath of your parents would be kinder to your heart than staying with Ellie any longer. 
Ellie woke, eyes immediately scanning the room for you but as soon as she noticed you were gone without a warning, without a goodbye, she felt like she was losing you all over again and her eyes welled with tears as she pressed her face into her palms and cried softly. 
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“Hi baby! Oh we missed you, did you have fun with Uncle Jesse and Auntie Dina?” You squeezed Clem to your chest until you heard a little squeak leave her lips prompting you to release her and tuck a loose strand of her soft waves behind her ear. 
“Yes! Uncle Jesse showed me how to play catch and Auntie Dina helped me make cookies, I have some to bring home!” Clem beamed before Ellie scooped her up and spun her around, eliciting giggles from the small girl. 
“Aren’t you a lucky girl? Say thank you kiddo.” Ellie pressed a sweet kiss to Clem’s cheek as she propped her on her hip and bounced her slightly. 
“Thank you! You guys are the best.” Clem’s happiness rubbed off on all of you as you all chuckled. You both thanked them profusely before leaving to go to Joel’s, you wanted to thank him in person also and you needed to discuss the move with him. 
As you walked, Clem in the middle of you both, gripping onto your hands, she rambled and rambled about her time away from you both until she hummed quietly, signalling she was done. “Can you swing me? Can we swing? Can we, can we? Pleaseee.” You and Ellie both smiled at her before swinging her into the air from her arms. She’d do a jump into it each time and giggled sweetly as she soared through the air between you both. By the time you reached Joel’s, yours and Ellie’s arms ached and Clem seemed tired and subdued, her tiredness only being confirmed as you entered Joel’s and she immediately took herself to the sofa to lay down instead of running straight outside to her playset. 
“Hi Joel, thanks so much for watching her yesterday. Didn’t give you too much trouble did she?” 
“Oh not at all, she was an angel as always, how was your trip?” You and Ellie glanced at each other before beaming at him. 
“It was perfect, you gotta see this house Joel, it’s a farmhouse with a fence around the property that’s completely intact, it’s got a barn, and the house has a wraparound porch, the view is amazing, it’s perfect.” Ellie rushed out as she sat at his dining table where he had already situated himself. 
“So you wanna move there?” You both nodded hesitantly, anticipating his reaction. “Well me and Tommy will have to get up there, have a look and see if it’s functional, but if ya wanna do this and it’ll make ya happy, I support ya. I heard what happened to Clem the other day.” He didn’t have to finish his sentence, you all understood what he was saying. It seemed you had outgrown Jackson and he wanted you to be happy, he wanted Clem to be happy and carefree. “We’ll all pitch in and get ya up there.” 
“Thank you Joel, we can’t tell you how much we appreciate this.” Your voice croaked slightly as you tried to hold in the tears of joy that welled in your eyes. 
“Well I can see this makes ya happy and that’s all I want.” 
“You’re really something old man.” Ellie chuckled, a smile so wide you expected her cheeks to ache as she looked between you and him, grabbing your hand and squeezing.  
“You told Clemmy yet?” 
“No actually, we wanted to speak to you first before we told her but we’ll talk to her about it today.” Ellie replied. 
“I’m sure she’ll jump at the idea.” 
“That’s what I said.” You looked to the girl dozing on the sofa as you spoke and everything felt like it was falling into place, your life being mapped out in front of you, the sight making your body buzz with excitement. 
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absdoll · 4 months
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drug dealer! ellie!! reader’s brother is a usual customer of hers but he’s busy or whatever so he asks reader to go pick it up 😈🤭
cw: car sex ♡ , kinda player!ellie , mentions of weed & smoking it , strap sucking (e!rev) , strap sitting (r!rec) <3 that’s it !
also songs are linked throughout this , just to add to the dealer!ellie hot car sex ambiance hehe ♡
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“dude, can you stop being such a fucking baby and just go?!” your brother hisses at you, frantically packing for his soccer match. “if i get home from this game and i don’t have anything to smoke, i’m beating your ass.” he rolls his eyes as he walks out of the door, “i’ll text you her address and let her know you’re coming, don’t fuck this up.”
ellie. ellie williams. ellie auburnettetattedsofuckinghot williams. the scrawny masc you’ve had a crush on since junior year of high school. you’ve maybe said 5 words to each other, in passing when she glares at you with her hazel eyes, making you squeeze your thighs together. “sup?” she’ll nonchalantly throw at you, not knowing you go home and ride your fingers to the sound of her voice.
your phone buzzes as you’re about to get in your car, an unknown number.
8:29pm “yooo, u on the way? i got somewhere to be”
“ohmyfuckinggod” you mutter under your breath. you manically type a response, not even thinking before pressing send.
8:31pm “yeah! be there soon sorry!”
8:34pm “all good cutie”
the butterflies in your stomach are swarming. as if you weren’t already nervous to face your going on 4 year crush, she just … flirted..? with you? it’ll be a miracle if you even survive the drive over there.
you pull up to an apartment complex, the 3rd floor balcony lit up with purple LED lights. your phone buzzes again.
8:59pm “this u?”
you look back up to the balcony, now seeing a lanky figure in a black tank top, grey sweatpants, batman socks, and a black beanie leaning over the railing. she nods her head up at you, and you can just hear her silky smooth voice saying “sup?”, but this time you can’t relieve the pressure between your legs.
9:00pm “do i come up there or??”
it’s been 5 minutes since you sent that text.
before you know it, there’s a subtle knock on ur passenger window. it’s dark outside, no streetlights in the parking lot, but you knew it was ellie. you unlock the door, and she dips her head in, slouching down into the seat next to you.
ellie smirks, eyeing you up and down, noticing the way your thighs erupt in goosebumps at her stare. you’re wearing black denim shorts and a black tube top, ellie’s eyes immediately falling to your collarbones.
“it’s $35” she says in a low tone, handing you a sealed ziploc bag.
your fingertips touch her hand as you grab it from her, causing you to choke on your words, “c-cool, thanks” you smile at her, feeling like your nerves are gonna make you pass out at any second.
ellie’s so calm and collected, watching you nervously fumble with your wallet trying to retrieve the cash your brother gave you. and god, she smells so good. her scent is intoxicating. vanilla mixed with musk and sugar and leather.
all of a sudden you feel her hand fall on your thigh. “nervous or something?” she teases. she grabs at the jelly flesh with one hand and pulls a joint out of her pocket with her right hand. you audibly let a big sigh fall from your mouth when her hand leaves to light her joint. ellie passes the burning paper to you, and you don’t smoke so you’re just holding it, contemplating to make yourself look cool by taking a puff. she’s adjusting her sweatpants — and that’s when you notice it. the thick bulge outlined in her pants, her eyes fluttering up to yours.
“wanna sit on it?” she chuckles, grabbing the joint from your hand. you can’t tell if she’s serious or not, so you just giggle back.
“open up.” ellie takes a long drag, yellowish smoke filling her mouth.
you’re confused, but in an effort to not embarrass yourself, you open your mouth. ellie’s face now inches away from yours, her eyes staring deep into your nervous gaze. she blows the thick smoke into your mouth, “inhale.” she whispers.
within a minute, your nerves have subsided and you feel lighter. ellie watches as you shift in your seat, putting your hands under your thighs. “are you cold? i’m cold. do you care if i turn the a/c off?” you ramble at ellie. she smirks, “first time smoking?”
you roll your eyes at her, the car quieter now without the buzz of the air conditioning. “you ever heard of a hotbox?” ellie says, shifting her body towards you. you shake your head ‘no’ and ellie just giggles. “c’mere” she motions for you to sit on her lap.
“w-what? why?” you spit out, embarrassed immediately.
“your eyes haven’t left my crotch since you noticed my cock that’s tucked in my pants. if you want it, jus’ c’mere.” she hits the joint again, blowing smoke towards your face.
she adjusts her seat, making room by her feet for you sit on the floor. you’re on your knees, looking up at her with reddened eyes.
“go ‘head, take it out” she lowly mutters to you, not even looking at you, she’s preoccupied by trying to connect her bluetooth to your car speaker.
your shaky hands move to the band of her sweatpants, sliding them down just enough for her purple, curved, silicone strap to plop out onto her lap.
her eyes dart to yours, grinning at the look of amazement on your face.
ellie uses one hand to wrap around the back of your neck, guiding your head closer to her crotch, the other hand twisting the volume nozzle up, speakers blaring. “open your mouth angel” she breathes out. as your lips part, she swipes her thumb across your bottom pout, slipping the tip of her cock towards the back of your throat. her hand moves up to grab a fistful of your hair, “gooooood, good job baby” she praises.
as ellie bobs your head up and down, you start moaning around her girth. “mmm you like this baby? like my cock deep in your throat? dirty girl.” you nod up at her, causing her to throw her head back.
ellie’s one hand atop your head, other hand typing on her dimly lit phone screen. “gotta make this quick, told you i had somewhere to be.” she throws her phone into the backseat, moving both hands to the back of your neck. her thrusts are quick and steady, grunts falling from her chapped lips.
“mm fuck, you’re drooling b-baby” she half chuckles and half stutters, the base of her strap striking her clit. “uuuuuhhh fuuuuuck” she breathes out.
“f-fuck, get on top.” ellie grabs you by your hair, hands moving to your hips, setting you down slowly on her long, wet member.
“o-ooh s-shit-uuhhhh” you moan out, the feeling of her thickness sliding deep inside you. her hands still groping your ass, slamming you up and down on her length. “bounce on it baby.” she grunts out as she pulls your tube top down, revealing your fatty tits.
ellie moves her hands to behind her head. watching as your boobs slap against your chest. your moans barely audible as the rap song fills the car, “lemme hear you, l-louder” she’s doing little to no work, her hips every once and awhile bucking up into you, which causes you to yelp and ellie lets out a chuckle.
“mm-ahh ellieeeeuuhhggh” “f-feels s’fucking gooduuuhhh” you’re practically screaming at this point, ellie’s eyes filled with darkness and lust, just watching as you fuck yourself on her cock.
your legs start to shake, inner thighs sore from relentlessly pounding your pussy on ellie’s strap. “need help baby?” ellie wraps her arms around your waist, lifting her hips up. she stops her movements, grinning as you whine from sudden lack of friction.
ellie stuffs her cock deep inside you, watching her girth move in and out of you, agonizingly slow. “m-more ellie p-please” you’re whining and she takes it as her cue to vigorously thrust up into you.
“ommm-mm-g-go-god-dduuuhhh” with every slam of ellie’s hips, your moans get louder.
you start cumming all over ellie’s cock, her dark red bush covered in your slick.
your high is dizzying, you open your eyes in a tired, fucked out state to see ellie, again, typing a text on her phone.
she pats your ass, “that was hot baby, but i gotta go.” as you slide yourself off her lap, falling into your seat and pulling your shorts back up, ellie goes to open the car door. “tell your brother you’ll pick up for him more often.” she tuts with a grin.
you feel your whole face start to burn as she slams the door and walks away.
did that just happen?
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a/n : hi hi ♡ i’m well aware this isn’t the best , i’ve mentioned i’m struggling to write lately & it shows ! i’m proud of the concept & whatnot , just bad writing gdjdhjsjs . anyways i need to bounce on ellie’s strap rn u don’t understand .
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elslvrsworld · 2 months
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your ellie smut but not smut was so good i wanted to cry
i’m dying rn waiting for part two
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bbf!ellie x curious!reader (pt. 2)
summary: you finally gave in to your brothers best friend.
a/n: #1 thank u SOO MUCHH for the love on the last post, #2 this post is kinda iffy im not sure if i like it, so lmk what you think babies ♡︎ (also reminder to not buy tlou 2remastered, or any of the games, support palestine. if you really want to, watch the game plays but don’t fund and support genocide)
cw: men dni, 2.5k words worth of pure smut, oral (r receiving), hair pulling, degradation (vanilla lol) + praise, pet names (princess, baby etc;), vulgarity, profanity, corruption kink, small age gap (19 & 22), nipple sucking (r receiving), fingering (r receiving) , uuh if i forgot anything lmk :)
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the tension was at an all time high.
you and ellie hadn’t talked since the kiss— or rather kisses. you wanted to, but how awkward would it be? there’s been so many brief glances shared between you two and it felt suffocating.
you confided in your best friend dina for help, hoping she’d know what to do.
“girl— you just need to fuck” she said bluntly, shrugging her shoulders at you and your hopeless demeanor.
“what? that makes no sense, how would that help?” you look at her with surprised eyes.
she sighed before taking both of your hands in hers, “before me and jesse were fully committed to each other, we had kissed once and everything got awkward, until.. we both ended up alone at a party and— fucked the awkwardness away” she shrugged, smiling in remembrance.
you almost gagged, but understood what she was saying.
you and dina were sitting on your bed when your brother yelled your name from the hallway before busting into your room, as he never thought to knock.
“wanna go to a concert with me and els?” he paused for a moment, realizing dina was also there and acknowledged her with a nod “she can come too” he mumbled, shrugging his shoulders in a nonchalant way.
you hesitated for a second, looking at dina who was giving you ‘that’s your chance’ eyes.
“yeah, sure. thanks for the invite” you smiled at your older brother, causing him to roll his eyes at you and leave your room.
“now all you need is a cute outfit” dina smiled at you as your brother left the room.
there you stood in the living room, your braids in a ponytail, your figure adorned with a jean miniskirt, a baby pink doll top and your slightly dirty white converse.
and ellie couldn’t keep her eyes off you.
your brother forgot to mention that ellie wasn’t the only one of his friends coming, he had invited a few other friends, almost fully filling up his van.
when it came to the last seat, dina sighed before whispering to you, “be glad i love you” and taking the last seat, leaving you to drive with ellie in her car.
the car door shut as you looked over to the drivers seat to see ellie, looking down at her hands, with an awkward expression.
“so—“
“yea..”
you both began to talk at the same time, abruptly stopping to give the other a chance.
“els, why are we being so weird with eachother?” you finally blurted out, looking at her with pleading eyes.
“m’sorry, i know i should’ve said something but it felt to awkward, and i didn’t wanna weird you out or anything—”ellie rambled, before being cut off by your lips meeting hers.
“mmph!” she squealed into your mouth, taken by surprise but quickly taking dominance as she usually does. her hand found it’s place around your throat as the other rested on your thigh, squeezing it tightly causing a tiny whimper to slip from your lips.
suddenly the car felt hotter, as ellie pulled away from your lips, her lips traveling your jawline as her hands explored your waist, “y’taste so good baby” she mumbled in that low raspy voice that never fails to leave a wet spot in your panties.
all that could leave your glossy lips was breathless moans as ellie sucked and nipped at your soft skin, her hands making their way under your shirt, leaving you panting.
“so pretty, mama, so pretty” she mumbled against your collarbone, slowly pulling down the straps of your shirt while you left your shy state and began to touch her yourself, your hand cupping the side of her neck.
with her unoccupied hand, ellie squeezed your ass, and tapped the back of your thigh signaling you to straddle her, as you climbed over to her seat to do so.
you were now chest to chest, the awkward barrier of silence had been broken as your moans and ellies unexpected whimpers filled the car.
“wait— els” you mumbled, squeezing her shoulder to get her attention.
ellie stopped almost immediately, looking up at you quickly to make sure you were okay, her low eyes filled with worry, “w’happened? did i go to far?” she asked frantically, making you giggle before placing a peck on her lips.
“‘course not, it’s just—“ you decide to fix the problem yourself, taking ellies phone from her back pocket and shooting a quick text to your brother saying that you had miraculously ended up sick and ellie was going to take of you while they had fun.
when your brother received that text and told the group, dina definitely smiled.
“okay, resume!” you giggled, making ellie laugh breathily, locking your lips with hers in a love drunken haze, her freckled nose bumping yours as you both smiled into eachothers mouths, mewling and moaning at the slightest of touches.
“els, i want you— s’bad” you panted in her mouth, trying to frantically unbutton her jeans, desperate for her skin on your.
“woaah there mama, lemme’ get you upstairs first” she chuckled at your eagerness giving your ass a little squeeze before opening the car door beside you, letting you get out and leading you to your room.
she looked around for a second before returning her hand to your waist, pulling you close to her and slipping her hand around your throat, nipping at your earlobe.
“so this is your little princess room, huh?” she whispered in your ear, her hand on your waist traveling to the waist band of your tiny skirt.
you nodded silently, your breaths becoming quicker.
“this the place where you chose this slutty little outfit?” she asked lowly, slightly squeezing your throat causing you to knit your eyebrows and whimper.
you nodded for a second time looking up at her with those big brown doe eyes that she just can’t resist.
“if you were that desperate to get fucked all you had to do was ask, princess” she bit your shoulder before letting go of you, leaving you feeling empty at the loss of touch.
“strip.” ellie demanded, causing your eyes to widen.
“like— right here?” you asked sheepishly, still not used to stuff like this.
you weren’t a virgin, but you hadn’t done it many times. if anything you could count the amount of time you had on one hand. although it took you a second to rap your head around it you slowly began to unbutton your skirt, sliding it down your legs, leaving you in just your panties and your doll top.
ellie had already slid off the straps earlier, all you had to do was shimmy the shirt off and you were practically bare. ignoring your hesitation, you took off your top as well, only your cute lacy bra and adorable panties adorning your body.
ellie was on the end on your bed, manspreading, while we motioned for you to come over to her, and you complied. her face was basically in front of your chest as her calloused hands gripped your hips, as ellies eyes wandered around your body in awe, as if she was high.
“so fuckin’ gorgeous, mama” she mumbled, looking up at you before pressing a kiss inbetween your breasts, “can i suck em?” she asked bluntly, her eyes locked on your tits.
you were still shocked, but nodded nonetheless, going to unclip your bra before realizing ellie had already done it.
so fucking sneaky
she made eye contact with you while sliding your bra off, only to break it to look at the sight in front of her, you could’ve swore you saw her pupils dilate as she cupped them with her hands.
“fuckin’ perfect” she muttered, taking your nipple in her mouth and closing her eyes, moaning around you. her actions pulled the sweetest sounds from your lips.
her other hand reached for the other one, placing her thumb on your other nipple, placing pressure on it while rolling it between her fingers, the little twinge of pain felt— good.
fuck that, it felt amazing.
ellie detached from your tit, leaving a sting of saliva connecting her with it, she wiped her mouth with a indescribable smile before going to the next one, giving it the same attention.
so she’s a boob girl— makes sense.
after she reached to your neck to bring you down to kiss her, as she muttered vulgar things against your lips, “gna’ fuck the shit outta’ you” — “prettiest tits i’ve ever seen” as she slowly coaxed you on the bed under her.
her words made you helpless, you were helpless under her touch, in her presence, she had so much power over you and it was hard to fathom.
ellies calloused hands smoothed up and down your thighs as her lips left your and began to kiss down your abdomen, your breathing becoming even quicker, your back arching at her touch.
“s’beautiful, mama” she smiled against your skin, her hands opening your legs slightly as she began to kiss the skin above the waistband of your panties.
“els— please, please” you begged, looking down at her and her wicked smile, she was enjoying this.
“be patient, baby, m’getting there” she muttered against your thighs placing soft kisses while her thumb swiped against the wet spot in your panties.
“awe, s’wet for me mama?” she smiled, watching you shiver underneath her touch, a whine falling from your lips as you bucked your hips up, the impatience showing.
“alright, alright, such a drama queen” she chuckled hooking her fingers in your panties and sliding them down your legs, revealing your glistening pussy all eager for ellie.
“fuck, she’s so pretty” ellies smile dropped as she stared at your pussy in awe, not able to hold back anymore as her head dropped between your thighs, licking a stripe up your pussy, moaning at the taste of you.
you let out a sigh of relief, moaning at the feeling of her tongue playing in between your folds. she couldn't hold back any longer as she began to messily flick at your clit, hooking her arms around your thighs, pulling you closer as she hummed into you.
you could do nothing but cry out as she sloppily ate you out, her tongue prodding at your desperate clenching hole, sinking it in and out of you as you gripped at her hair, the sheets, everywhere. Your mind was blank as she desperately devoured you, making you spill embarrassing noises from your lips, causing you to clamp your hand over your mouth.
"nuh-uh, c'mon mama, lemme hear you" she mumbled against you, her pretty pink lips wrapping around your sensitive clit as you shook beneath her, your big brown eyes rolling in the back of your head in pleasure while ellie admired you from her place between your legs, finding nothing more attractive than seeing you unravel at the seams from just her tongue, becoming a complete and total slut for her.
a smirk made its way on her lips as she unhooked one of her arms, reaching up to slip her fingers into your mouth. your perfectly plump two-toned lips wrapped around her fingers, your eyelids fluttering as you complied. she soon slipped her fingers back out, following the string of saliva that connected her fingers and your mouth before beginning to push her fingers in your sopping hole. "awe, look at the way she's taking me, such a slutty girl, huh?" she cooed with a sick smile on her face, she was completely pussy drunk.
your only response was a pathetic and strangled moan, clenching around her fingers like they would save your life. jagged breaths left your mouth as ellies fingers pulsed in and out of you, her pretty pink lips wrapped around your clit. she looked absolutely beautiful between your legs, her eyes low as she groaned and hummed into your pussy, little did you know she was rutting her hips into the bed, with a damp spot in her boxers. could you blame her? she had a perfect view of your pretty titties, your completely pleasure drunk face, your eager hole around her fingers, clenching and clamping down on them.
she was blissed out, muttering dirty whispers against your pussy as your back arched, "hear that? shes fuckin' squelching for me" she chuckled, enraptured by the wet noises your pussy made as she pushed into it.
"els-- I cant!" your cried, throwing your head back in euphoria, your hips pushing closer to her dirty mouth. You began to fuck yourself on that little arch in her nose, and as soon as ellie noticed her face became all warm, nudging it further into you so you could get off.
"perfect fuckin' cunt, made me for me, mama" she mumbled, messily eating you like she had been starved for the last 22 years of her life. "n-need to cum, need you els" you whined, the feeling of her fingers in your pussy made your vision white.
"jus' like that, baby, c'mon use me, mama" she mumbled, dragging out her words, encouraging your desperate rutting against her face. your hips rubbing against any and every angle on her face chasing your orgasm.
"such a greedy, greedy girl" she chuckled as your whimpers and moans got exponentially louder, her fingers got faster as your entire body shook, and your orgasm took over, your eyes rolled back as your back arched.
ellies fingers slowly fucked you through it, every thrust showed sticky warm cum wrapped around her fingers, selfishly watching you squirm from overstimulation.
"c-can't, gna cum again-- els!" you squealed, trying to pull away as you couldn't take anymore, your entire body beginning to shake again.
ellie giggled into your pussy as she ate you out for a second time, shaking her head into your pussy, sucking all the cum from your tight little hole, pulling a second orgasm from you.
"so quickly? your slutty little hole can't resist me, huh?" she chuckled, kissing your thighs once again as you caught your breath. she got up from her place and climbed towards you kissing your lips and letting you taste yourself.
you looked up at her through low eyes, "thank you, thank you" you continued to repeat, the experience she just gave you was something you had never felt before.
her hand wrapped around your throat gently as she muttered against your lips, "imagine if your brother found out i fucked his little sister in her little pink prissy room while he was out partying, d'you think he'd throw a fit?" she whispered, getting off by just the thought of it.
"i can just imagine him going fuckin' crazy, he wouldn't even have realized it. not even if we fucked right next to him" she continued to fantasize between soft kisses. you must've let out a whimper at her words because she chuckled, "oh? you like the thought of that? my strap buried deep in your pussy while he slept right next door?" you nodded as she smiled against your mouth.
"els-- lemme return the favor" you asked desperately, giving her those doe eyes she can't refuse, "no, baby, maybe next time, jus' lemme enjoy you" she muttered.
you just fucked your brothers bestfriend.
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ourautumn86 · 4 months
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high and starving
ellie williams x fem reader
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synopsis; ellie just needed to taste you.
cw; +18content minors dni!!!, use of drugs (weed), ellie being high and needy, horny sex, oral (r receiving), fingering (r receiving), cum eating, hair pulling, make out sessions, teasing…
ellie was high. really high. and horny. that too. and you looked so beautiful, on your white tank top and short pjs. she could see the peeking of your cotton panties…
her eyes fell to your thighs, plushy, soft. she would die to dive in between them, have her tongue run through your folds to slurp up your juices. she could groan at the through of it. she wanted to devour you. wanted to make you cum over and over and over again. until you couldn’t speak. until you couldn’t even remember your name.
you were busy with a book, not really paying attention to her. she wanted to make you look at her. her tongue dampened her lips as she observed you, taking the last hit of the blunt. she felt dizzy. lost on you. she could feel her pussy throbbing, slick pooling in between her lips.
she neared you, her nose burying herself in your neck so her mouth would taste your skin, softly, wetly. your breath hitched at the sudden feeling, your stomach jumping. you sighed at the second kiss she left on the spot below your ear, breathily inquiring a “what are you doing?” that had her humming.
“want you.” your cheeks flushed, your thighs squishing together when her hand trailed down your stomach and dove underneath your pants and underwear, teasingly. “want to eat you.” you silently whimpered, your legs opening for her. she groaned, biting down on her bottom lip as she pushed into them, her fingers pushing in between your folds, touching your clit. you moaned. you were getting wetter by the minute, your hold faltering on the book and letting it fall onto the bed by your side. “i’m so fucking horny right now.” you gasped as hips grounded against your side. “can i fuck you baby?” her fingers were now surrounding your hole, slightly pushing in, grunting and pushing inside her middle up to the knuckle when you nodded. the gasp that left your lips made her only more eager. her lips were on your neck.
“you always get horny when you smoke.” you moan, your back arching as she crooked her finger.
“come on. i know you like it.” she muttered against your ear, kissing you on the lower part of your neck and making you sigh. “don’t you?” the pushing on a second finger made you moan, and her; chuckle. “of course you do.”
you could hear your pussy squelching with each thrust of her fingers, which only turned the two of you more on. “you’re so fucking wet…” she said, biting down on her lip before pulling them out, making you groan at the loss. you watched as she pushed her fingers inside her mouth, tongue swirling to taste your slick. without any words she quickly tugged from your shorts and panties, pulling them down your legs to take a peek at your drooling pussy. “fuck.” she sighed, you only pushing your legs apart more when she got on her belly, your fingers lacing in her hair as she kissed your inner thighs, quickly latching onto your folds and clit, desperate.
“shit, ellie.” you groaned, watching as her tongue lapped at your arousal, sliding in between your slick folds. her hands gripped tighter your thighs, pushing you closer to her mouth as her green eyes stared into your. you moaned at the sight, your hole clenching against her tongue, and later around it as she pushed inside. “just like that.” she hummed, going back to your clit to tease it with her tongue. you could see in her reddish half-lidded eyes that she was pussy drunk, lazily and messily lapping at you, eyes closing as she moaned at the taste.
you tugged on her hair, making her hum as she sucked on your clit, slightly shaking her head before pulling away and spitting in between your folds. you whimpered, thighs shaking.
she couldn’t even speak, completely loss on your cunt, mind fuzzy. she watched her drool dribble down in between your folds before spreading it with her fingers. your back arched as she pushed her ring middle ones inside, watching your lips stretch around them to take her. she bit down on her lip, moaning when you whimpered as she stared at your cunt being filled and split open by her fingers. you were taking her so easily… “fuck, ellie.” you sighed, moaning when her lips were back on your clit, making your thighs shake. you knew you weren’t gonna last, not when she found your g spot, curling her fingers to hit it over and over and over again. she knew it too by the way your grip tightened on her hair, hums and whines leaving your lips. “i’m gonna cum!” you quickly muttered, moaning as she went faster, sucked harder on that little bundle of nerves.
she didn’t relent until you were gushing inside her mouth, making her groan in pleasure. you always tasted so good. her eyes rolled to the back of her head, tongue desperately lapping at your cum to swallow it whole. you sighed as she fucked your through it, leaving you a trembling mess on her bed as she pulled her fingers out and sucked them clean, her head lazily resting against your shaking thigh.
“feeling better?” you inquired, looking at her hazy reddish green eyes. she was pussy drunk, and being high only made it better. she nodded and you chuckled, trailing your fingers through her auburn hair. “of course you do…”
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total-dxmure · 3 months
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✦ INVISIBLE STRING THEORY →【ELLIE WILLIAMS】→ CHAPTER ONE
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pairings: modern!marine ellie x reader
summary: the marines didn’t ruin ellie. ellie ruined ellie. after being medically discharged she feels lost. being sent to live with joel is more of a last ditch effort to save her and less of a fun reunion for the father-daughter duo. jackson is worlds different than chicago, but the fresh air and sprawling countrysides are a welcome reprieve. ellie finds herself finding comfort in more than just the change in scenery though. after losing your girlfriend due to an accident you feel as though you’ll never find love again- but that was before meeting ellie williams. the two of you figure out that you have more in common than just the fact that she and your girlfriend were both marines though. tethered by some invisible string, the two of you meeting has to be fate. who would have known that you were the golden ticket to ellie’s recovery?
warnings: eventual smut! lots of tension building and mutual pining. ellie falls first and hard. small town girl meets a frightening, strong ex marine. TW: talk of panic attacks, ptsd episodes and death. come for the ellie smut and stay for the plot and fluff.
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“The fact that she’s military is the only thing saving her ass right now.”
Ellie kept her head bowed down low, her hands clasped in between her legs as she hunched over in the seat, making herself as small as possible. Her knuckles were bruised and scrapped to hell, the blood already dried and crusted. Most of the blood wasn’t hers, and if she thought about that fact for too long she’d probably have an episode. Either that or she’d throw up all over the sheriff’s office.
“Boss, I really appreciate you calling me instead of booking her. You have to understand that she’s in therapy and is on a shit ton of medications. Is the guy gonna press charges. . . ?” Hearing her best friend kiss up to his boss on her behalf had the vein in her forehead twitching.
“Technically the boy was shoplifting, so I doubt he’s gonna go forward with any sort’a legal action. I know she was trying to help, but she used excessive force. Beat the poor kid black and blue. . . I mean-” The officer lowered his voice, and Ellie could hear Jesse’s chair creak as he leaned forward. “His damn tooth was knocked out.” The sheriff whispered.
She closed her eyes tight, running a shaky hand over her face. She should own up to all of this and apologize. This was her fault, so why. . . why was she just sitting there? It was like she was glued to the chair, unable to move her head up. She couldn’t look Jesse in the eye. She was ashamed of herself.
Because she smelled like greasy, unwashed hair and cigarettes, was wearing the same pair of jeans she’d worn yesterday when he invited her over to his and Dina’s for dinner, and now he was having to pick her up at the police station for starting a fight.
A pack of beer. That’s what she’d pummeled the boy over.
He couldn’t have even been her age. He looked freshly legal, and something in her fucked up mind told her that it was okay to hurt him like that. The second that the nice elderly woman behind the counter had started screaming about a man stealing from her, some sort of switch had been flipped in her brain. Loud noises always made her feel anxious, but screaming like that? She couldn’t have stopped the meltdown even if she’d wanted to. So she dropped what she was holding and ran after him. What happened afterwards was. . . well, it was a blur. She squeezed her eyes shut tight and rubbed her temples, trying hard to remember.
Her therapist called them “PTSD episodes”. Random things triggered a breakdown: loud noises, gunshots, screams, flashes of light. . . they were unavoidable. She’d lose total track of time when it happened. One second the door to Ellie’s walk-in closet was closing behind her, plummeting her in darkness, and the next she’d be laying on her back in the middle of her room, balling her eyes out. Living like this was hell, but no matter how many mind-numbing pills she was prescribed, she still found it nearly impossible to function.
She didn’t want to scare her loved ones. When Joel called she just. . . lied. It made her feel dirty. It was wrong and she knew that, but it was better than the alternative. Being a liar was better than being a broken failure.
“Yeah, I’m doing great. My therapist is on to something, I think.”
“Come on, rambo. Let’s get you to bed.” Jesse placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, knowing better than to pat her on the back like he used to.
Ellie knew it hurt him to see her flinch under his touch. She swallowed back bile and stood up, practically having to drag herself out of the officers office. She couldn’t look at him. She couldn’t thank him or- or anything.
But then he did that thing. . . he thanked Ellie.
Ellie didn’t give a shit about the military discounts or the cheaper car insurance- she got a nice cushy check from the military every month just for breathing. She didn’t want pity or thanks simply because she didn’t deserve it.
“Thank you for your service, Williams.” The sheriff’s voice reminded her of Joel’s. For some reason that made it hurt even worse.
Still, her muscles tightened, and she worked hard to straighten her posture.
“It was my privilege.” It was a well rehearsed response. It didn’t even sound like her voice when she had said it though, and it scared her.
As she followed Jesse out to his truck, she tried to ascertain whether she was just beginning to disassociate or whether or not this was all just another strange side effect from her meds.
She blinked and suddenly she was already situated in the car, Jesse on the main road to get the both of them back home. He had the radio turned down to just a hum, his sleepy eyes glued to the road in front of him. The clock on his dashboard told her that it wasn’t just “late” anymore, but “morning” now. Ellie sat up suddenly, her heart pounding as she tried to map out exactly how many minutes she had just lost.
“Fuck.” She breathed, pressing her palms against her eyes.
She needed to call her therapist sometime today. She needed. . . She needed a lower dose of medication. There’s no way any of this was normal.
“Have you eaten?” Jesse asked, turning his head to finally look at her.
Ellie wished that he felt inconvenienced by her. Anger would be better than pity, but the look in his eyes was anything but annoyance. Jesse looked like he was close to tears. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, and Ellie felt called to reach her hand out and place it on his shoulder. She wasn’t a very touchy person these days (and it’s not like she was to begin with), but he needed it.
“Not in a couple of hours.” Ellie answered him, letting her fingers dig into the soft fabric of his shirt.
He nodded and cleared his throat, sitting up a little straighter. When Ellie dropped her hand and turned to look out the passenger side window, she could have sworn he lifted his arm to hurriedly wipe at his eyes. She couldn’t be sure though. . . seeing as she was now legally blind in her left eye. The wonky eye and the thin scar that started in the middle of her forehead and ended on her brow bone were the only physical reminders that she had of the explosion.
It seemed so miniscule compared to all of the shit that was going on in her head. She’d much rather have a destroyed body than a brain that didn’t work right anymore.
“How about you sleep in the guest bedroom? Dina’s probably worried sick about the both of us. Let’s. . . let’s spend the day together. Yeah?” It sounded like he was pleading with her.
There was a brief moment of heavy silence. No matter how much of a burden she saw herself as, the thought of going home right now frightened her. Ellie was terrified that she was going to end up all alone in this world, but she couldn’t stop pushing everyone away. It’s almost as if. . . she knew that she was bound to self-destruct at some point. She didn’t want anyone to see her like that.
“She’s going to kill me.” Ellie groaned out, dramatically banging her head against the headrest.
Jesse’s lips twitched up into a smile, but he was quick to try and mask it. “Nah. Dina? Mad at you for getting arrested at one thirty in the morning? No way.” His tone was sarcastic, and Ellie appreciated the fact that Jesse could still joke under circumstances like this. It made things feel almost normal. Almost.
Ellie winced, dragging a battered and bruised hand over her face. She had no idea why she’d been at the gas station picking up a bag of pretzels and a pack of ding-dongs that late at night. A documentary about the recently discovered Exo-planet was on the Discovery channel, and she’d actually worked up an appetite after it was over. She missed acting her age. Maybe that’s why she ended up getting into her Jeep. She was tired of feeling nostalgic and actually wanted to do something for herself. As minuscule as grabbing snacks from the gas station down the street was, it still felt out of the ordinary for her. Special.
Dina was sitting on the couch when the pair slunk into the house, walking on their tip toes in the hopes that the creaking wooden floors wouldn’t wake up JJ. Ellie froze in the entryway, green eyes wide as she took in the female’s crossed arms and death-glare. She was in trouble, which meant that Jesse was in trouble as well by association.
“Do you know what time it is?” Dina whisper-yelled, throwing her arm in the direction of the clock on the wall.
Ellie squinted her one good eye, noting that it was now four in the morning. She’d lost three hours. She should have been passed out on her prescribed sleeping pills by now, plagued by vivid nightmares. Instead she was intruding on her two best friends, and for what? ‘A pack of beer’, she reminded herself. A god damn pack of fuckin’ beer.
Ellie’s mouth went dry, her lips moving but no words escaping her. How many times had she apologized to Dina since she’d gotten home after the accident? Still, her best friend’s anger was better than Jesse’s pity. The sleeves of Ellie’s flannel tightened around her biceps as she crossed her arms over her chest, mirroring Dina’s posture as if to protect herself. She slipped a hand up, covering her neck anxiously.
“I’m getting better, D. I’ll schedule an emergency meeting with my therapist and-” Ellie sounded pathetic, even to her own ears.
What she was doing couldn’t be called living. Ellie was simply existing and not doing a very good job at it either. She was tired of being tired. She blinked her misty eyes, turning to face the kitchen. She refused to cry. Once she started she couldn’t be sure that she’d be able to stop.
Jesse and Dina’s shoes were all neatly laid out by the front door and JJ’s baby bag was sitting on the dining room table. This was a family that she had just burdened. Her eyes snagged on JJ’s highchair, and then the guilt was building right back up in her chest.
Guilt and jealousy.
Ellie had once had hopes of starting her own family eventually. When did she lose her grasp on that? On her lifelong dreams and aspirations? She wanted to help people- save people- so when had she become the one that needed saving? The marines hadn’t ruined Ellie. Ellie had ruined Ellie.
“No, you’re not.” Dina said simply, her voice sounding thick with emotion. “Ellie, look at me.” Her voice was commanding despite her sadness.
Ellie’s eyes fell to the floor, but she turned her head to face Dina, green eyes flickering up to her face. Bottom lip quivering, brown eyes misty- Dina looked miserable.
“You’re not getting better.” She whispered to Ellie, shaking her head to drive the point home. It looked like the words physically hurt for her to say.
Every excuse that she could have given dissipated. Suddenly she felt naked, utterly exposed. Every nasty, jagged scar was on full display. How many times had she said that to the people that cared about her?
“I’m getting better.” “I actually feel a bit better today.” “You don’t have to worry about me. The meds are really working this time.” Ellie wasn’t sure when it happened but she had become a liar. A damn good one too. Dina was looking at her now though, really looking at her, and Ellie’s face crumpled.
“Fuck.” Ellie whispered to herself, moving her hands to cover her face.
Jesse stepped behind Ellie, wrapping his arms around her tightly, resting his cheek on the top of her head. A sob caught in Ellie’s chest and she strangled it before it could escape her. She couldn’t lose it. She couldn’t let her shoulders sag, couldn’t allow herself to feel everything in front of her best friends.
“I called Joel,” Dina finally said, leaning against the back of the couch, her knuckles going white with how hard she gripped the leather. “And he bought you a plane ticket. You’re flying out tomorrow.”
“No,” Ellie was already shaking her head before Dina had even finished her sentence. “How could you do this?” She felt the betrayal like a slap in the face. Her lips parted, eyes wide in silent desperation.
Please let this be a nightmare.
Her hand desperately flew to her arm, giving it a sharp pinch. The floor didn’t fall out from under her. She didn’t sit up sweating in her tangled sheets. This was actually happening. Actually real.
“You’re flailing, Ellie. We thought that eventually you’d level out,” Dina tried, taking a few steps towards Ellie and her husband. “But you’re only getting worse.”
“I’m getting better.” The well rehearsed line was the only thing she could think to utter. She prayed that eventually she could convince herself of that too. If she said the words enough times then maybe, eventually, they would become her reality. Perhaps she could somehow manifest her recovery.
“When was the last time you ate a solid meal? You barely touched your plate the other night. And I know you aren’t eating the food that Jesse drops off for you.” Dina was pointing out her flaws as if she didn’t see them all herself.
A full stomach meant nausea.
“When was the last time you showered?” The dark haired girl questioned.
Showering meant closing herself up into a tight space. It meant getting naked- seeing her scars. Remembering what happened to her and the rest of her unit.
“We know how this will end, Ellie. I don’t care if you hate me for the rest of my life for calling Joel. I refuse to lose you like this.” Dina’s voice quivered as she spoke, but her eyes hardened. She was resolute about her decision.
Jesse’s arms tightened around Ellie and suddenly they no longer felt like a comfort but a prison. She needed air. Needed to call Joel and apologize. Needed to tell him that she was fine. She was fine. She would be just fine.
“I can’t breathe.” Ellie managed to whisper out, knees buckling from underneath her. It felt like the world was finally swallowing her up whole.
She was a failure. She’d failed Jesse, Dina, JJ and Joel. Why couldn’t she just be normal again? Why couldn’t she just fucking breathe.
Jesse let go of Ellie as she began gasping for air, helping to sit her down on the cold hardwood floor. It felt like everything around her had slowed down to a crawl, but her mind- it had sped up to a breakneck pace. She couldn’t turn it off. Couldn’t turn off the thoughts and the images and the feelings.
She’d killed her unit. It was her fault that they all died. They had all been taken home in body bags, and what had Ellie gotten? A fucking government issued check every month that she blew on booze and a Purple Heart that collected dust.
“D, get the medication that’s in the cabinet and a glass of water.” Jesse called out to his wife. It sounded like they were underwater. She was drowning.
“She’s ripping her fucking hair out, Jesse.” Dina called out in panic, rifling through the medicine cabinet with shaky hands. Her best friend gripped her wrists, forcing them back down to her sides. Strands of Auburn hair were tangled up between her clammy fingers.
JJ must have woken up because of the comotion. She could hear him crying from the other room. Screaming for his mother.
Blood. So much blood. It’s coming out of her mouth, what do I do? What do I do about internal bleeding again? Wasn’t I trained for this? Breathe. She’s not breathing. Are there other landmines? Can I drag her to safety? Where is everyone else? H-How. . . How can I help?
“Swallow, Ellie.” Dina was crouched in front of her, forcing her lips open to slide a pill onto her tongue.
“It was my fault. I-I fucking,” She choked out, gagging at the taste of the pill that was beginning to dissolve on her tongue. “I led them out there. Oh, fuck.”
Dina was beginning to panic, pushing the plastic cup up to Ellie’s mouth in the hopes that she would drink. She did, choking back the water in deep gulps. The water helped to fill the aching pit that was beginning to grow in her stomach. Water poured down the sides of Ellie’s lips, but she kept drinking. Deep, thoughtful gulps of ice cold water.
“Should I call an ambulance?” Dina finally asked, her eyes flickering between Ellie and her husband.
“No. No hospital. Just go sit with JJ, alright? I’ve got her.” Jesse told her, letting go of Ellie’s hands so that he could wrap an arm around her waist, hugging her against his chest so that she couldn’t stand up.
Ellie blinked and Dina was gone, the sound of her bare feet jogging down the hall was the only reminder of her presence.
“Joel isn’t going to judge you, Ellie. We all just want to help. So let us, alright?” She knew he was telling the truth, but the thought of Joel seeing her as lesser-than killed her. She would crumble completely if Joel looked at her with the same sorrowful eyes that Jesse did.
Joel was newly retired though, and the last thing he needed was to put up with his PTSD-ridden adopted daughter. She was tired of feeling like a burden, but where had standing on her own two feet gotten her? Arrested on multiple occasions? So she relented. She surrendered to the idea of sleeping in her old bedroom and taking up space in Joel’s too-big ranch home.
“Okay.” Ellie croaked, feeling the medication kicking in. Sleep. All Ellie wanted to do was sleep.
“Okay?” Jesse repeated back to her, needing to know that she was serious. The last thing he probably wanted to do was wrestle Ellie onto the plane. He wasn’t entirely sure he could overpower her when it came down to it.
“Okay.”
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Grief was an uphill battle. One minute you’re laughing with your friends and then the next you’re laid up in bed, tossing and turning with the realization that what could have been was now an impossibility. You missed Abby. You missed the life that you could have had with her. All of the memories and milestones you missed out on were soul crushing the second that the sun went down.
You were left in your empty house, laid up in the bed that the two of you once shared. Her scent had long since washed out of her pillow. All that was left were pictures and a gravesite that you still couldn’t bring yourself to visit. Life doesn’t stop when you lose somebody though. People eventually become less forgiving as the months pass by.
So you squeezed your eyes closed and hoped that sleep would come sooner rather than later. You had an early start tomorrow for work, and the last thing you wanted was to show up with puffy eyes.
Life was getting better though. The pain wasn't as debilitating as it had been months ago, and for that you were thankful.
One step at a time, one day at a time.
You were still breathing, which was exactly what Abby would have wanted for you. The overwhelming grief hadn't killed you, no matter how many times you'd secretly prayed that it would. You were still here and that was good enough.
For now, at least.
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bonewreath · 14 days
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so, your best friend accidentally sent you a video of her masturbating. what now?
18+ below! smut smut smut!
ellie’s bedroom is heavy with the scent of sex, her fingers still pruned from her own wetness. she’s spent the last few minutes tense and panicked, too paralyzed with anxiety to get up and put some clothes on, and she’s considering what she’ll change her name to and where she’ll move to start a new life when you finally, finally text her back.
it’s okay. give me a second to reply, alright?
the weight on her chest eases a bit at your reassurance, but a new spark of uncertainty flares up at the second part of the message: give me a second to reply. jaw tight, she sends you a question mark, then follows up with you don’t have to respond. it’s probably better if you don’t?? again i’m so fucking sorry.
but as the minutes tick by, slow and lazed, she starts to panic again. her mind conjures every possible response you could send her next: an angry thesis statement on why ellie’s a disgusting pervert, a seething comment about how stupid she must be for sending a video like that so carelessly. would you ever look at her the same way? would things ever be the same?
all it takes is another notification from you to make every imagined worst-case scenario evaporate. ellie clicks the notification as soon as it pops up, chewing on the soft flesh of her inner lip.
it’s a video.
you sent her a video.
she hits the play button without a second thought, heartbeat thudding in her ears.
“i know you’re probably embarrassed,” you say, head tilting as you frown with sympathy. a blush paints ellie’s cheeks bright red. “but i need you to know how wet that made me.”
holding the camera up, you extend your arm outwards to reveal the rest of your body - your naked body, ellie realizes with a shock. she sits up in bed, back ramrod straight, her phone shaking as a nervous tremor strikes through her. but she can’t look away - not when you’re tracing a hand down the soft curves of your body, fingertips grazing over one peaked nipple, then moving lower, lower. ellie swears she’s forgotten how to breathe.
you release a pleased hum. “i liked watching you touch yourself,” you say, so matter-of-fact. “i hope you like watching me.”
and she does, god she does. she settles back down onto the mattress, eyes never leaving the screen as you work two fingers through your soaked folds. you moan and sigh and keen, rolling your hips down against your own hand, the wet sounds of your pussy so intoxicating, ellie can’t believe she’s gone her whole life without seeing you like this.
and it might be wrong, the way her own hand drifts between her legs to find herself still hot and wet, but she doesn’t have it in herself to care. she dips a finger inside of herself as she watches you ride your own hand, grinding down on your palm as your fingers work in and out of your cunt. she finds a rhythm that matches your own; soon enough, you’re both gasping at the pleasure building beneath your waistline. with every roll of your hips, ellie’s cunt tightens, flooding with slickness - as if she could get any wetter.
as you get closer to the edge, your grip on your phone falters and the camera starts to shake. ellie hisses and curses under her breath when your phone captures the blissed-out look on your face: eyes rolled back, brows pulled together, teeth sinking into your lower lip.
“oh - oh my god,” you stutter, panting, “i’m gonna come, ellie.”
ellie. ellie ellie ellie.
“holy fuck.” ellie’s pussy clamps down around her fingers at the sound of her name on your lips; her thumb glides over her clit just right, and she didn’t think she’d come this fast but she does, her vision exploding into blinding white as her orgasm crashes into her. it’s the only time she looks away from the video on her screen - but she certainly hears your orgasm, all high-pitched moans and ragged breaths, your cunt gushing onto your fingers.
when ellie finds the strength to open her eyes again, the video is still playing. you’re catching your breath, chest shimmering with a thin layer of sweat. you look at the camera and smile. ellie thinks she might pass out.
“thanks for the video,” you say, lifting your free hand up to wave.
when you bring your fingers to your mouth and purse your lips around them, sucking them clean of your own come, ellie’s sure she’s going to pass out.
and then, she decides, she’s going to fuck you stupid.
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stonebutch!ellie x highfemme!reader hcs / drabble♡
a/n: for all my high femmes and stone butches, ily <3 first time writing for tumblr ! i'm very nervous but i hope this finds the right audience (this is also v self indulgent) cw: sfw & nsfw, afabfem!reader, petnames, butchfemme dynamics, sweet soft tender fluff, smut, pillow princess!reader, stone top!ellie, use of strap on, sundresses and their direct link to hot lesbian sex, public sex (bare with me no one sees), breeding kink (oops), established relationship, strap sucking, fingering, ellie's convinced her strap is attatched to her she has a mind-body link with it, ellie wears a binder here and if u have a problem with that i do not like you ! author is v horny and v soft, a bit of dacryphilia, carabiner language/code!! (these r not in order) p/s: i am 100% writing a pt2. got carried away and wrote sm introduction/fluff...and this whole thing is longer than intended but well! enjoy ig (i hope so) since this is my first work of this type i'd greatly appreciate any sort of feedback ! mwha mentions to reader's strawberry cheeks are about the blush itself and not actual color! reader is not written as any specific race! taglist: @sadeyedsugar ♡ w.c 6k
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ꕤ the moment ellie's eyes first landed on you, she knew she was going to make you her wife
˖ it was at a local little lesbian bar, a warm and humble place where mostly everyone knew eachother, she frequented it every other weekend, sharing roaring laughter with fellow butches and kind chuckles with femmes, dancing and drinking and enjoying the familiar space
˖ you on the other hand had to be dragged along by your friend, who kept on telling you about how it was gonna be alright! you weren't the biggest fan of clubs or bars, not really liking crowded spaces full of noise and booze and rude people, but after being promised this one was different, you complied
ellie thanked the stars and whoever was the angel who brought you into her life that night
˖ sure enough, the place was different, it felt much more personal, the music was nicer, more quiet, you felt yourself quickly growing comfortable and accostumed to it
˖ you wore a light, white lace mini dress, a delicate, frilly little thing, with a red ribbon around your neck that matched the ones adorning your hair, doey eyes scanning the place with interest as a content smile started to bloom in your glossy lips. ellie had thought you were the prettiest thing, the prettiest girl she had ever seen, and she had also thought she needed to talk to you or else she was going to curse herself for the rest of her life
˖ soon enough your eyes met hers and you felt the air knocked out of you. she stood tall in a corner, accompanied by other well groomed women, all handsome, but none as much as her, you noted. with an ubottuned short sleeved loose button down over a white wife pleaser, black pants and a beer inhand, which she sipped slowly as she looked at you, waiting for signs of interest (butch courtship 101), once she saw you blush and look away like a nervous pup, she smirked into her drink before putting it down and excusing herself to the group
˖ she had approached you in a gentle stroll, steps confident in nature yet hesitant at the edges, a hand tucked in her left front pocket, right by the carabiner that hung from her belt loop at that side. a polite corteous smile that grew into a kind tight-lipped smirk as she got closer, nodding her head softly with a little bow as she towered over you from where you were sitting down by the bar, her presence overpowering and dominant, yet in no ways pressuring, you had found it embracing. the dimly lit place helped hide the faint blush in both your faces
˖ she had quietly cleared her throat, and spoken in a mellow voice, her tone earthy and comforting as she talked only loud enough to not be considered a whisper, her lips never losing their kind smile, if only softened "hi, angel, mind if i sit next to you?"
˖ you had breathily acceeded to her request and that was all it took; for the rest of the night, you shared polite and flirtatious conversation, she bought you a drink and made you giggle as you made her eyes glisten and her jaw to begin acquiring a dull ache from smirking and grinning and every variation of smiling you could muster, for hours on end. the more you got to know the other, the more delightful you became to each other: ellie was charming, down to earth, confident, kind and genuine, and to her you were perfect, the very definition of the word beautiful, sweet as can be, witty and just the right amount of shy to make her urge to know you even more. as the conversation procceeded, her calloused hand would sometimes brush your thigh when she would get closer so you could hear her, leaving a trail of goosebumps on your skin and butterflies in your stomach. by the time the night was over, you had danced slowly, ellie anchoring you with care and reverence by the waist while your own arm hung around her broad shoulders, it felt new and exciting yet somehow familiar and natural, like this was meant to be, following her movements like you had studied them decades ago, something intricate and personal between you. her lips offered your hand a reverent kiss and you were sure to slip a piece of paper with your number on it to her right pocket, a smile sealing both your faces as you said your goodbyes, knowing it wouldn't be the last time you saw each other.
ꕤ ellie courting you
˖ now, sure enough the bar was the first but definitely not the last time you would have seen each other, but don't think this meant furtive encounters and messing around until you decided to make things official, as a pretty old fashioned old school butch, ellie took her courting very seriously.
˖ the very next morning after the bar, when waking up, you were welcomed with a text from an unknown number that read as follows: "Good morning, doll, lovely to meet you last night. I still have the copy of that book we talked about, if you want me to lend it to you. Just say the word and I'll be there :) - E" a giddy smile was plastered on your face and your cheeks flushed as you took the phone in your hands, giggling to yourself at the signing at the end of the message. Ellie was referring to a book about lesbian history, which she had brought up when you were gushing about your love for them, a warm feeling settled on your belly as you typed back: "goodmorning, ellie! it was lovely to meet you aswell <3 and thank you so much !! that's really kind of you and yes! i'd love to meet up, maybe we could grab some coffee? whenever you're free ofc:)"
˖ you had left the phone in your little bedside table, changing into your clothes and going over to the bathroom to brush your teeth and do your typical morning routine, when you came back, you had to bite the inside of your cheek to suppress the grin that threatened to spread across your face over the message that read on your screen, "At your service, princess, for you I'm free whenever. -E"
˖ and so you and ellie began having your little dates, where she treated you with upmost respect yet never failing to make you feel fuzzy and flustered. she was always chivalrous, always attentive, taking her time with you, listening and giving you little details, like flowers or more books that she insisted you kept, picking you up and driving you back home in her truck, leading you gently by the waist when you move through a place, kissing your hand as she leaves (along with your kisses to her cheek that leave a smirk on her face that doesn't seem to wash off for hours), opening doors for you, calling you an infinite amount of petnames that had your insides fluttering, and so many sweet and thoughtful gestures that made you swoon over her, completely sweeped off your feet.
˖ and she was equally heads over heels for you, whenever you placed your arm on her bicep as you walked down the street, or when your lashes fluttered up at her while your lips did that little pouty smile thing that made her absolutely insane, or when your eyes glistened and squinted when you laughed, head tilting slightly back, making her heart squeeze achingly, along with your rambles about your interests, full of wonder and knowledge, and how you listened back at her with admiration when she was the one explaining something or sharing her opinion with wise insights, her eyebrows mindlessly furrowing in concentration, and how she sometimes caught you staring a little too much with strawberry cheeks at the movements of her jaw or hands when she talked.
˖ you lovedd flirting and getting to know each other. one night at the park, laying under the stars over a thin blanket and under the light of the lamps scattered throughout the place, illuminating it, your little hand tracing along the lines of ink on ellie's arm, feeling her slightly tense under, both your breaths hitching a little before you asked "what's the meaning of this one?". ellie was gorgeous, so confident and relaxed yet continously coming apart under your touch and gaze, she never lost her charm, but often licked her lips softly or cleared her throat, rolling up the sleeves of her flannel t-shirt, letting out a low, breathy chuckle, before she replied. you talked for hours. other times, it was her making you a nervous mess, when she would compliment your outfit, your hair, your nails, your makeup, one time she had said your lipstick looked cute and you had nearly blushed from head to toe, quite literally, as she smirked, eyes stuck on your lips.
˖ ellie asked to be your lover a month into knowing you, which could be considered slow in lesbian time or fast in courting ritual culture, but to you it was just enough, she had known since day 1 she wanted to make you hers, and be yours in return, but she also took her time and treated you like something with its deserved seriousness. she had planned the whole thing a week prior, and took you out to a local book-reading, then for breakfast at the little café from your first date, then to the beach, and finished with a carefully crafted picnic right after sunset where she asked you the question, her forehead was slightly sweaty but you couldn't even notice, immediately joining your lips in what wasn't your first kiss to the date but surely the longest one, full of emotion and tenderness and soft sighs of relief at the notion of finally being together
ꕤ when you're finally dating, she never stops making you fall in love with her, over and over again, as she falls for you right back each day
˖ the dates never really stop, she loves taking you places just as much as you love dragging her along with you through the city aswell, be it museums, the library, pottery class...where you went, she goes
˖ she loves to interwine her hand with your own or throw her arm around your shoulders as you walk side by side wherever you go, she was so happy to call you hers, so proud to show you off
˖ and so were you, how couldn't you? ellie was so pretty, so handsome, so bright and strong and caring, her soft short hair grazing just below her ears, her typical outfit consisting of wife pleasers with button ups with its first buttons undone or flannels thrown over them, loose fitting jeans (adorned with various belts she loved to collect), her precious carabiners (you both now had matching heart shaped ones), boots, doc martens or converses if she was feeling casual. she was undeniably attractive and awe-strucking, both her appereance and personality
˖ you move in together about a week into starting to date, ellie was so excited for it, anxious, if we're being honest, for various reasons. first of all, as a butch, moving in was her thing, she had asked you like a hyped puppy over text when she could go to your place to help you move things from your apartment to her house, and when she showed up, she was all but enthusiastic, hands eager to carry boxes and help, she loved being of use, loved to follow your indications of where each thing would need to go, and you loved to see her muscles flex under the weight of the objects she carried, her wife pleaser beggining to stick to her chest from the sweat, although she acted as if the whole thing was nothing, moving with ease. but most of all you enjoyed seeing her happy, knowing that this meant a passage for your relationship, the next step, it was warm and thrilling, and that night you both slept on her place on the sofa, not having finished unpacking everything, dozing off with your fingers interlocked and leaning into eachother's shoulders
˖ after starting to live together, you always leave notes for each other, it was your special little thing, leaving them at various random spots around the house, reminders of your love, little poems (you), little sketches (ellie), silly inside jokes, wishes of good luck in your day, etcera, it never failed to bring a wide smile to both your lips whenever you encountered one
˖ the petnames...they got so much worse(better) after you start dating, ellie has a whole collection of them, angel, doll, princess, her little lamb, bunny, bambi, sweetheart, daisy, love, little flower, sugar...the list could go on... you had some petnames for her too, but ellie was definitely the one to win at them
˖ you loved to dance around your kitchen and have reading dates, cook meals for each other (and together),,though you definitely beat her at baking, ellie made some pretty damn good dishes, when asked why she was so good, she would simply respond "secret recipe is love, doll" while giving a quick wink
˖ after becoming more comfortable with each other, she loved to tease you, poking fun at you in light hearted and endearing ways that made you lightly swat her arm while huffing (and supressing a giggle), or roll your eyes at her as you smiled, she always got this mischiveous twinkle in her eye when she did, so it made it pretty hard for you to not melt right there when you were supposed to be getting annoyed at her
˖ more than all though she adores to show you how much she loves you, kissing your forehead or the top of your head, squeezing your waist, staring at you lovingly and longingly, even when you were already hers, giving you little gifts (many times self made), taking you out, sharing her time, whispering sweet things when you wake up and went to bed, holding you like you were fragile in her hands, then looking at you like you were the strongest, most unbreakable being, full of admiration and fondness.
˖ she can't keep her hands off you!! it's like she's an addict, if you're out, she needs to be touching you in some way, your hand, shoulder, waist, your lower back just above the curve of your ass. if you're cooking breakfast, she's coming behind you and placing her hands on your hips, peppering kisses all over your neck as she grumbles a sleepy "g'morning, angel" that has you getting all fuzzy and blushy <3
˖ she's an absolute puppy when it comes to head and back scratches, immediately closing her eyes or looking at you almost pleadingly when you massage her hair, groaning softly and pecking your lips as she mutters "thankyou, baby" when you loosen up a particularly sore spot on her back. other times she's smiling fondly down at you, adoration written on her face, and others there's a little more intensity in her gaze, her eyes a little more half-lidded as she stares you down, and it makes you swallow a little and your hand stills its movement for a moment out of sudden fluster
˖ she lovesloves to draw you, her gorgeous, perfect pretty girl, she's filled sketchbooks with your face and body alone
˖ you guys can be a little childlike, but its therapeutic, kindof..running around the house or garden, chasing eachother amidst screams and laughter, ellie tackling you into the gras as you gasp for her to let you go, weakly punching her as she cackles. "ellie! release me this instant!" you would command in a fist of giggles "i'm afraid that won't do, princess" she'd answer in a playfully serious tone, hands keeping strong hold of you, carefully enough to not hurt you at any moment
˖ you also love giving ellie little details !! like the time you found out about a dinosaur-related exhibition at the museum and planned the whole day around it, proposing (more like informing, you knew there was no way in hell she was saying no) to go with ellie, she was so excited and kept squeezing your hand, her whole face so bright as she listened to the guides and inspected fossils and skeletons, she kissed you so much that day. or the time you suprised her with a date to the stellarium, you swore those were tears in her eyes but she chuckled and mumbled about "stupid dust in here giving me allergies", that night she made love to you sweetly and slowly and you were sure they must've missed some galaxies at the stellarium, because you were seeing whole new ones
˖ amidst ellie's hobbies was complimenting you and reminding you of how lucky she felt to have you. "you look lovely, little lamb, c'mere", she'd mumble in her usual low, smooth voice, chuckling a little to herself as she patted her thigh and gestured for you to come closer. or groaning a little as she stands up from the bed, from where she was waiting for you to finish getting ready on the bathroom, almost urgently placing her hands on your hips and bringing you in for a kiss "fuck, baby, where'd this dress come from? you've been hidin' it from me, huh, bunny?" she'd mumble a little raspily, before taking a moment to look at you, and you could practically see her heart growing before she whispered, sending a shiver down your spine "looks so good on you..so pretty". ellie was all about lovedrunk stares, reverent touches and whispered praise, she was all about making your mind dizzy, your body fuzzy and your soul floaty, without even trying, just speaking her mind. she was also so sweet and tender, brushing strands of your hair behind your ear and rubbing your cheek with her thumb gently, adoration seeping off of her as she spoke to you, warm and unwavering, about much she absolutelt adored you, how gorgeous, sweet, brave, intelligent, and important you were to her, your heart ached and you longed to hug her close and hard enough that your souls could merge
˖ she loves to help you do your hair !! she'll handle it with so much care, caressing your scalp and planting kisses on your shoulder, tying bows with ribbons for you "atta girl.. there you go, gorgeous" she'd whisper after she was done and you were still applying your makeup, the artificial blush being raplaced by a natural one. that was often your routine whenever you went out, she'd shower and get dressed, then sit on the chair infront of the dressing table she had built for you, smile plastered across her face as you sat down on her lap and did your makeup, sometimes she does your hair to keep busy, others she just stares in awe as you do your routine, if she's feeling a little mean she'll distract you with touches and neck kisses..she'll always hold you by the waist and, after you're done, with all the patience in the world, ask in her raspy, welcoming voice "you ready, pretty girl?"
˖ helping ellie bind <3 when she's feeling tired or lazy, or you just want an excuse to leave feathery kisses across her back and massage it softly. ellie liked the look the flat chest gave her, and you thought she always looked breathtaking, even more so when she felt confident. you're always making sure she binds safely and takes the binder off when needed for health reasons! she's so appreciative of it, how you look after her as much as she looks after you, treating her with the same care, makes her want to kiss you all over your pretty little face, and well, some other things..
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ꕤ you and ellie fit perfectly, like you were made, built, crafted for each other, your hands meeting together like puzzle pieces, as did her head between your thighs...you were compatible, to say the least, and if you were perfect matches in everything else, well, in bed...goes without saying
˖ the first time you have sex is at ellie's house after moving in together, you shared a nice dinner you had cooked together, between kisses and giggles and quiet conversation, you sat at the sofa and the movie playing at the tv was long forgotten as your lips joined, tongues dancing around each other, your hands grasping at ellie's shirt while hers pressed to your ribcage, thumb circling your side as it grew closer to your breast, making your breath hitch and your body to begin trembling, the kiss deepening as you let out shaky sighs and a soft whimper that caused her to groan lowly, stopping the kiss for a moment to look at you, her eyes were determined, but a question was written on them, ellie breathed slowly but heavily, her hand moving to your thigh, you placed your own atop hers and squeezed, and that was confirmation enough. you moved to her bedroom-your bedroom, and undressed each other with gentleness but a certain level of urgency, slipping in kisses every few seconds. she laid you on your back softly against the bed, sitting back and taking some time to marvel at the sight in front of her, you in nothing but your underwear, hair slightly messy and drapped over the pillows, blush everpresent and chest rising and falling, her eyes stopped there, and she licked her lips that were sweet with praise "gorgeous" she whispered, almost like a prayer.
she's all about consent and making sure you're comfortable those first times, asking "is this okay, dove?" "gonna touch you here, a'ight darling?" "feels good, baby, yeah?" "like this?". it's almost as if she doesn't need to ask, though, because the very first time you sleep together, there's no awkward moments, no uncertainity, no uncomfortable pain, it felt natural to you, moving in unison, you couldn't feel anything but pleasure and love.
..moving her hands that twitched with eagerness to your body, lowering her lips to yours before trailing kisses all over your body, her fingers helping get rid of the remaining pieces of cloth, and her lips leaving open mouthed kisses over the swell of your breasts before she latched onto them, her hand that was holding and caressing your hips and waist moving lower and lower.. cupping you and circling your clit, almost cooing at you when you gave a high pitched whine, hips jolting. ellie, like always when it came to you, took her sweet time the first time, loving you thoroughly, though she couldn't hold back many grunts and moans that escaped her in response to your whimpering, chanting of her name, and the feeling of your tight, warm and wet cunt, her tongue circling your nipples desperately as your hands grasped at her hair, her back, wherever you could to anchor yourself, you came atleast three times that night, with her fingers deep inside you, pumping in an out, as she whispered sweet nothings and promises into your ear, your eyes filled with tears and her heart thumping against her binded chest. and when she moved her mouth to your dripping heat you swore the world started spinning backwards, something shifted in her too, she moved her tongue like a starved man, hands squeezing your thighs as she held them up and apart, moaning and sending vibrations through you that made your tummy tighten once again, "taste so good, angel, fuck" and when you tugged at her hair with a cry of her name on your lips as you realesed your honeyed lust into her mouth, she climaxed right with you. afterwards, you shared a warm bath and slipped back into the bed, legs interwining and bodies merging to become one once again, and after that, you would never be two separate beings ever again, you were now forever bound together
˖ but anyways..let's talk about ellie's strap, shall we? although the first time you have sex she doesn't use it, she uses pretty much every other time, and the first time you have strap on sex with her...yeah it feels like having your first time all over again. she's so good with it it's almost scary, it's almost spiritual, it's practically a religious experience, and you think you could start a religion of your own, the way you chant her name like a prayer as she pounds into you, sometimes slowly, deeply, with a rocking motion that has your back arching and fingers grasping the sheets, sometimes fast, mercilessly, almost erratic, that sends your eyes rolling back and nails digging into ellie's back, that, to your misfortune (or fortune) only makes her more feral. and her relationship with her strap? oh she's fucking convinced it's part of her body, swears all over she can feel you, feel how tight and wet you are for her, how good you're taking her and her cock. swears she's gonna fuck a baby into you too, that comes out a little earlier into the relationship than intended, but again, that had made you come the hardest you ever had in your life until then, so she wasn't so sorry she slipped a little, there. "feel so good around me, sweetheart, fuck, so tight for me, gonna let me fuck a baby into you, yeah? gonna let me stuff you with my cock and make you a mommy?" jesus, she was GONE, absolutely pussydrunk and delirious as she slammed into you. if coming like, twice at the same time was possible, you were pretty sure you just did that
˖ you knew that ellie didn't want to receive and only ever wanted to give, as she knew you were only comfortable receiving and not giving, and that mutual respect, understanding and compatibility was recipe for the best hottest fucking sex ever
˖ praise kink BOTH OF YOU, the bed was basically a temple for you two, where you worshipped the other like the greatest devotees. for ellie, it was kissing you from head to toe and telling you over and over again how pretty you were, how much of a sweet, good girl, the best girl, you were, how good you were taking her, asking "give me one more, precious, hm? i know you can", touching you like it was a gift she somehow earned and wasn't quite sure why, uttering "atta' girl" and "there, there, love" when you climaxed once again, she never let you forget for even a moment how divine you were in her eyes. and yes, you weren't the only one who got off on the praise, ellie went absolutely insane when you were vocal, even more so when it was you telling her about how good she made you feel, how close you were, how you needed her and how much you loved her cock, her fingers, her mouth.. when i say ellie comes from your words (or moans, moreso) i mean it, if you add nails and hair tugs to the mix, she's sold.
˖ ellie fucking adores to eat you out, she's thirsty for it, you worry she's almost an addict, it feels like she needs to taste your juices or else she won't survive. she's an expert at it too, making your toes curl and back arch, as she laps at your dripping, tongue moving along your folds, sucking on your clit, fucking into your entrance, swirling around and making you forget everything except her name. one time, you decide to return the favor..sortof getting down on your knees infront of her sitting on the bed, you place your trembling hands on her firm thighs and sit between them, on the floor, you look up at her with doey eyes and she holds her breath, fists tightening at her sides where she's also resting them (could you say rest? they definitely aren't relaxed) atop her thighs, next to your delicate fingers. once your lips move to her strap and offer it a few kitten licks before wrapping around it, she has to force herself to not thrust into your mouth, and she stills fails because her hips halt a little off the bed, her knuckles now white as she clenches her jaw, biting the inside of her cheek and trying not to come at the sight of you, so fucking flithy and angelic, on your knees for her, pretty little mouth around her cock, sucking and bobbing your head and "fuck-" it doesn't take her long at all, and she fucks you brainless that night. you wake up feeling a little sore but still smile drowsily at the reminder of what happened, and she makes you breakfast and a warm bath and fixes it all, like always, always makes it all better
˖ there was also this thing with your tears..ellie got off on them, like, so much. she loved toying with you and making you feel so good that it made your pretty eyes well up, salty droplets streaming down your flushed cheeks as you hiccuped in pleasure. it was almost like a goal for her, making you cry, never because you were hurt or in distress, she could never forgive herself if that were to happen, but watching you become a helpless, squirmy, needy mess underneath her..yeah <3 to her, you weren't well fucked unless your pretty face was as wet as your cunt <33
˖ who said you had to be naked to be sexy? you weren't sure what it was, but for both of you, it seemed you felt there was nothing hotter than having sex almost (or straight up) fully clothed. personally, you loved to be wearing little to no clothes while ellie still hadn't taken a single one of hers off, it made you shiver in lust, how powerful she looked, affirming her dominance, it just made you absolutely dizzy to be naked or in underwear underneath her while she wore her work or everyday clothes, making you cream her fingers or cock, like this was her fucking job that she took seriously and formally. and for her...let's just say she had a bit of an obsession with just lifting your skirt, moving your panties to the side and fucking your needy cunt. the first time, it was even a little dangerous, but in her defense, she just couldn't help it
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we've all seen this picture, right?...well
you were at the park one afternoon, it was a hot summer day, and you were just finishing applying sunscreen on your arms, face and legs, reminding ellie, against her grumbling, that "it's very important, skin holds memory!" your sundress had ridden up a little in your movements, now resting high at your thighs, it also cupped your tits divinely and when you dared to move your slicked hand to your chest and rub the cream there, she paused in her complaining, breath going still as her eyes darkened more than two shades, and really, she swore you were doing that in purpose. you then laid down on your back over the blanket you had brought for the picnic, shielding your eyes from the sun with your hand, ellie rasped her throat, fixing her shirt and feeling the sweat at her collarbones, and when you looked at her with your big, confused eyes, she cursed under her breath, hand moving to your thigh to rub it softly, humming, "mmh..guess it is important" she muttered, giving in, your breath hitched, tummy tugging as you slightly propped yourself up on elbows, looking at your lover "ellie..what're you doing?" you whispered, watching her hand never leave your thigh, her darkened over emerald eyes locking you in her gaze, before narrowing them a little, as if she didn't know what you were talking about "what'dya mean?" she repllied mindlessly, free hand picking a strawberry from the little pot by her side, as her fingers drifted higher up your leg, making you almost squeeze them together. "ellie, we're- there's people.." you murmured weakly, heat pooling in your belly and making your hands all numb, she chewed on her strawberry calmly, sucking her thumb and pointer finger, swallowing and tilting her head to the side, eyebrows twitching in a furrow as she lifted one, try again, "are there?" she replied quietly, hand squeezing the flesh of your thigh pointedy, you looked around to realize she was correct, there was seemingly no one else, the space was open and big, and you felt your cheeks heating up, a thrill of excitement rushing through you as your eyes met ellie's again, whose already seemed comitted.
her fingers dug into the inside of your thigh, her other hand now also occupying itself with your leg, caressing and rubbing up and down, feeling the soft, slightly sticky skin, glistening under the sun because of the sunscreen you had previously applied, she took in a heavy breath, licking her lips "gonna let me touch you here, sugar? wanna feel good?" she half whispered-half cooed, so mean and for what, your thighs were already pressing together, a whimper at your lips that you bit on a little pout "dress looks so fucking pretty on you it should be illegal" she mumbled, almost tsk'ing, as she started playing with the hem of your lace panties, mouth still moving to talk as her hands wandered "such a gorgeous girl, i'm going kind of insane over here, you know? you gotta give me some credit, babe, d'you have any idea what i have to deal with? seeing you like this all the time? no fucking fair" she grumbled, and she was rambling, mind somewhere else entirely, toying with your underwear for just another second before urgently moving it to the side and shoving a finger in with no warning, it was more surprising to you than it was to your body, though, your cunt dripping and prepared for ellie, like always. you moaned, head falling back and elbows almost giving out, and ellie chuckled darkly, pupils blown "gonna want to keep quiet, bamb, if you're too loud others will hear your pretty sounds and wonder what's going on, we don't want that, do we?" she whispered airily, gods, she was so evil, her finger pumping in n out slowly and firmly, hitting that spot that had your legs trembling already, as you swallowed your whimpers, trying to continue propping yourself up while your hands shook and grasped at the blanket and the grass, biting your lip and hoping the pleading look in your eyes induced some kind of mercy from ellie. judging by the way she slipped a second finger in while holding you in her intense gaze, you reckoned it didn't. in a matter of few minutes, you were already walking on the edge, now completely laying on your back, ellie's movements speeding up as you chanted a string of bouncy moans, her free hand caressed your waist, moving to rub against your ribcage before her thumb brushed over your clothed nipple, you stirred, closing your eyes and cried out "els, m'gnuh.." you trailed off, cutting yourself off with a high pitched whine that you tried to supress in delayed time by forceflly biting down on your lip, ellie's face all but brightened, like christmas came early "you're gonna come, doll? yeah, yeah you are..come for me, baby, come for ellie" she groaned, one thumb pressing against your nipple and the other to your clit, you arched your back and did as told. after you came down from your high, ellie carefully removed her fingers from you and brought them to her mouth, sucking them just like she had after eating the strawberry, only this time a little more hungrily as she moaned at the taste, "sweet"
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whore4abby · 2 months
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this has been rotting my brain recently so here u go <3
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“yeah, you like that?” ellie’s voice low and raspy, amused by the look of neediness evident in your eyes as you gaze back at her over your shoulder.
“uh huh.” you moan softly as she presses her thick purple strap into you from behind, hands gripping at you hips to steady herself as she watches you soaked pussy swallowing her strap.
"please, els." you whisper, pushing your ass back against her and rolling your hips. you gasp softly as she grabs at your sides, pulling you against her as she starts to thrust into you faster, fattened tip of her strap hitting deeper inside you.
“take it baby…mhm just like that.” the words sending a jolt of heat between her legs, leaving your cunt practically dripping. her hands travel down to grip her ass, kneading and squeezing as she fucks into you from behind.
your shaky fingers dig into the sheets beneath you, mouth hung open as a string of continuous moans and whines of her name leave your lips as you cling to the bed, breaths coming in ragged gasps.
“you look so fucking good like this, baby.”
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abbyshands · 2 months
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— sub!ellie x dom!gamer!reader
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imagine sub!ellie, whose need grows wild each time you play video games. she’ll want to sit on your lap, arms wrapped around your neck; or, in some cases, her lips wrapped around your cock under the desk. you’re playing at your desk, ellie in your lap with her legs on either side of your thigh. you’re looking at the game over her shoulder as she clings onto you, face buried in your neck. you giggle as you take a small break to look at her, running a soft hand into her auburn locks. you could guess what she needed, easily so. “so obvious when you need me, els. yes, you can,” you say as a form of giving her permission. it’s vague and unclear, but there’s a shared comprehension of what, precisely, you’re giving ellie permission for. she begins to grind her lower body onto your thigh, clit rubbing up on your jeans. she’ll only be wearing underwear and a tank top, and it’s like you can feel how wet she is through the denim of your jeans. you snake an arm around her waist and use your controller to play your game behind her back as she pleasures herself. “you want my friends to hear you, baby? or do you want mommy to turn her mic off?” you tease ellie, whispering the words into her ear. your mic is already off, but you just love to fuck with her. “o- off. m’just for you, mama,” ellie grumbles as she fucks her pussy onto your thigh carelessly. you smile with a small shrug, then go back to playing your game. ”f- fuck,” ellie whines loudly, filling your ears as your eyes are locked on the screen. from time to time, you grab onto ellie’s ass, playing your game one handed as you help her grind down on you, pressing sloppy kisses to her neck to help her release along. when ellie begins to brokenly moan out your name, brokenly whispering, “mommy,” like it’s a prayer, you can’t help yourself. you find a spot for your in-game character to stay without getting killed, and set your controller down. “aw, sweet girl. so needy for mommy,” you coo as you get a good look at her, auburn hair messy over her forehead, neck and cheeks a pale pink. when you look down at her boxers, there’s a wet spot where her clit is, needy and achy for your touch. you hold ellie by the hips and make her grind as fast as she can go, to which ellie isn’t at all opposed. “c’mon, baby. fuck, look at that. look how good you are for me,” you praise as ellie buries her face into your neck. “m- mama, c- can i—“ she begins, but you already know the next word that’s going to leave her puffed up lips. “go ahead, baby. cum for me, nice and easy,” you coo, and that’s the last thing ellie hears before she’s falling apart on your thigh, soaking her boxers in her release and spilling it onto your jeans.
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a/n; the double posting when i should be asleep rn is crazy (but real) anyway?! user abbyshands not posting abby?! so weird.
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