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unicornprintzz · 1 year

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STUCK WITH ME FOREVER☆

Vampire! Ellie x fem! reader

Warnings! Dark themes, Some smut, mentions of blood! MDNI!

You don’t know why you agreed to marry her..

A while ago you were being chased by a few men, and out of stupidity you ran into the forest, you started to run out of breath and got slower by the second, then one of the guys grabbed you.

“I got her!”

You cried and tried to get out of his grip. “Good now let's get her back to our place--” he was cut off suddenly, you looked down and saw the man nearly decapitated. “What the fuck! John!” the man screamed in fear and let you go. “Nick let's get the fuck out of here!” They were about to run until they got killed as well, and both of their bodies fell to the ground. You fell back on the ground and couldn't move, you were paralyzed.

You started to hear footsteps and looked up, you saw a dark figure looking over at the bodies. “Shit I thought there was a woman here,” the dark voice whispered in irritation. You let out a whimper and covered your mouth. The figure then looked at you and smirked, “ah there she is.” the figure walked up to you. You looked up and saw red eyes, it was a woman; however, she didn’t look like a human at all.

She kneeled and looked at you smiling, “Hi pretty thing” you started to cry again thinking she was gonna kill you next. “Oh, what's wrong? Did I scare you?” she then grabbed your face and started to wipe your tears away. You looked at her confused, “what are you?” “I'm not a human that's for sure.” the woman then grabbed your hand and pulled you up.

“Why aren't you killing me?” you questioned. “I don't kill girls, well at least not like that.” she chuckled. “I don't drink men's blood that's fucking disgusting, so I kill them for my personal enjoyment,” “w-what do you mean drink blood?” “you still don't get it, do you?” you looked down and shook your head. “I'm a vampire sweet thing” you widened your eyes and looked at her as you backed away a bit. She sighed and moved closer to you, “look I’m not gonna kill you, I saved you from those assholes didn’t I?” “Yes and I thank you for that but you chopped their head off, that’s terrifying,” you tried not to look at the dead bodies. “Shit I forgot how sensitive humans are” she grabbed your arm and caressed it. “What’s your name?” you said said out of curiosity. “My name is Ellie, what’s yours” “I’m y/n” Ellie smiled, “pretty name for a pretty girl.”

After that day you decided to live with Ellie in her castle, you guys fell in love. Things were going great, at least that’s what you thought. Other vampires weren’t too fond of you, some hated you for being with Ellie, while others didn’t like that you were a human.

A few weeks ago you and Ellie got married, probably the biggest mistake of your life.

“No way! Did they actually get married!”

“They did! I thought Ellie would have killed her by now”

“Why would she married a human? She’s eventually gonna suck the living shit out of her.”

“I think Ellie only married her to use her”

“Well I heard she has delicious blood so I don’t blame Ellie”

“I’m not surprised, Ellie would so do something like that, she kills men and uses women for their blood that simple.”

Those girls were talking bad about you. You looked at your ring and sighed. Maybe she is just using me. I’m a human after all. You decided to walk back home and wait for Ellie, she’s gonna be worried that you were out here alone. You came back home, but Ellie wasn’t home yet as usual. You decided to read to pass the time. A few hours later, you heard the front door open.

“Hey princess how are you,” Ellie said as she started kissing your neck. You sighed and told her you were fine. “Babe you smell so good” you moaned a little at her gesture. “Can I?” Ellie said as she pulled your shirt to the side to get more access to your neck. You nodded and grabbed her shoulders getting ready for the slight pain. “Fuck you taste so good I need more.”

Why are you so sad? You usually enjoy this. Maybe those girls got under your skin. You slightly pushed Ellie away. “Okay enough stop it,” you said with a bit of annoyance. “What's wrong did I do something wrong?” you sighed again and rubbed your eyes. “Y/n, are you okay,” Ellie started to caress your waist. “Ellie, are you using me? Is it true you don't actually love me” you weren't thinking properly and blurted out what was on your mind. Ellie looked confused. “Of course I love you, I wouldn't have married you if I didn't. Ellie started kissing your neck softly, “Don't listen to them beautiful.” you widened your eyes. “How did you know?” “You think I don't hear them too? They're fucking idiots, please don't listen to them, and anyways whether you're human or not, you belong to me.” Ellie started playing with your ring. You don’t know why that scared you a little.

You looked at her, “I won’t and I know” Ellie kissed your hand, “atta girl” Ellie held your thighs and picked you up. “What are you doing” You knew exactly what she was doing, her eyes turn red when she wants to fuck you. “I'm gonna make it up to you” She gently laid you on the bed and started removing your clothes. “Ellie” you whimpered softly. “Sh sh sh good girl, just enjoy this.” Ellie took off your bra and started sucking on your boobs. “E-Ellie fuck” Ellie’s hands slowly took off your underwear and moved her head down. Her fingers started caressing your clit, you moaned loudly. “Ellie please” Ellie smirked and started eating you out like you were her last meal. You kept moaning louder each time she went faster.

All of a sudden you both stopped what you were doing when you heard someone call out Ellie's name. You whined when Ellie moved away from you. “Fuck I'm sorry princess I forgot Joel was coming over, I'll be right back,” Ellie kissed you and left. You sighed and covered yourself in blankets.

“You have the best fucking timing Joel, what do you want” Joel looked at Ellie irritated. “You know exactly why I'm here.” Ellie looked at him and groaned. “Look I can't do it.” “Kiddo what’s stopping you?” Ellie sighed and leaned against the table. “I love her too much I can't see her get hurt.” “I know kiddo it was hard for me too but I still did it, this is the consequence of marrying a human.” “you did the same old man don’t act like it was so easy” Joel groaned and sipped his coffee. “Well, you're gonna have to do it whether ya like it or not I'm sorry but it's the brutal truth.”

Joel walked away and came back with Ellie’s knife. “If you don't kill her human soul you'll never be with her.” Ellie stayed silent and took the knife, “you think I don't fucking know that” Ellie walked away and went up to your shared room. She looked at you fast asleep and smiled. Ellie kneeled in front of you and kissed your forehead. “I can't bring myself to hurt you like that,” Ellie whispered.

“I will someday whether I like it or not. You're stuck with me forever after all.”

A/n-- I might make a part 2 idk maybe

I didn't really like how this story turned out :/

#ellie the last of us #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams imagine #ellie x y/n #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams #last of us 2 #last of us #Vampire Ellie #ellie williams x y/n #ellie x you #tlou ellie #ellie my beloved #lgbtq #lesbians #vampire

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oathofancient · 10 months

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#the last of us #tLou #tlou2 #the last of us 2 #last of us #last of us 2 #ellie Williams #joel killer #naughty dog #not my photo #ellofello queue

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gojosboybussy · 3 months

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She could abuse me, beat the dog shit out of me, cheat on me, hit me with her car😻😻😻😻

#im so gay #im gay im gay im gay #wlw #the last of us #last of us 2 #ellie williams #ellie the last of us #ellie x fem reader #nghhhhhh

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moriahwritez · 4 months

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Any request for Abby fanfics (I would looove to write her too pls) -comment down below

(If it smuts then…I don’t know how to continue writing that. I can only do comfort or angst. Maybe fluff we’ll see about that)

#last of us 2 #tlou abby #abby anderson #abby tlou #last of us fanfiction #looking for moots #abby x reader #abby x you #abby x fem!reader #abby x y/n #comment below #request

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chrry1ovr · 1 year

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if i said i purposely make abby look down when we’re on tall building so i can hear her whimper, would that make me sadistic

#abby anderson #last of us #last of us 2 #abby is mommy #abby is so fucking hot istg #i’m in love w her #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson smut #abby is daddy

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xanadufoyerwaterwheeljr · 6 months

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BTW my roman empire is the last of part 2 specifically the relationship between both the main girls and revenge plots and how The Last Of Us does such an insane job showing real people and how fucked up people do fucked up things. My roman empire is Abby.

I think about her every day. I think about how she was willing to let Ellie go every time. Because Abby got what she needed to try and heal and had Lev to take care of. But in doing so took the only thing Ellie had. In Ellies. Mind. But ellie had her whole family *that wasn't even hers really? Like dina and the baby wasn't even hers but Dina chose Ellie to be her family and Ellie threw that away*

Abby is such a good and interesting complex character that people hate because she Killed a man who KILLED SO MANY FUCKING PEOPLE !!!! And possibly is the reason there is no cure for humanity. But Ellie (and like every other person who played last of us) saw Joel as a hero and was the /only/ person there for her. But that's so fucked up for her to leave everyone she was faithful to to go and hunt Abby down. At the beginning I was with Ellie going after Abby but once they both go through so much in this already complicated screwed up world I don't understand how that didn't weigh on Ellie enough to make her calm down. She's also a very interesting character in how strong she is in her will to do whatever it takes to finish this off. But killing Abby wouldn't even do anything and would probably fuck her up even more? I dont but I think I could write an essay about them and still never get it out of my system.

Also I finally watched the last episode of the hbo last of us and let me just say I think the creator of the show UNDERSTANDS the point of making Joel look like the bad guy even more so than the game. When you're playing as Joel you want to save Ellie. I wanted to save Ellie. But watching Joel take down that whole hospital and kill the dr barely even looking at him was INSANE. the show made it so clear that Joel is not in the right lying to Ellie. He knows what he did was wrong. I was in AWE and so excited to see those complex character choices played out in the next season I think its going to be wild.

My last point is that I love Bella Ramsey they're perfect hes my son and I want great things for him.

#last of us hbo #the last of us #last of us 2 #last of us Abby #joel and ellie #ellie tlou #abby anderson #abby tlou #roman empire

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abbystanaccount · 1 year

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an Abbyfication of a look into the camera moment 😅

gifs are also on Tenor!

#and on twitter they're the best quality though #abby #abby anderson #the last of us part 2 #tlou 2 #the last of us #last of us 2 #gifs #my gifs #meme

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magnoliabutters · 2 years

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WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN • THE LOST ONES •

pairing: ellie williams x reader (18+)

summary: a beautiful girl holds you up at gunpoint, naturally you ask her to join you on a date to the local coffee shop.

warnings: 18+ content, mdni, adult language; mentions of weapons (i.e., guns & knives), death, violence obvi

word count: ~3.8k

support your writer: if you enjoy, please give a reblog so others can enjoy too! 🤘🏼and so i can keep writing 🥲

note: the latest remastered last of us part one has put me back into that ellie hype! not to mention that anything zombie apocalypse is my ultimate favorite storyline. if you’re unfamiliar with this world, here is a post of some great photomode pictures for part 1. however, this story takes place in a post last out us part two world. in my head, i did not see ellie returning to jackson so here we are somewhere random within the states a few years after part two’s events.

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You find yourself, lost and deep in the thick of it, in an overgrown department store. The ivy flows through the hole in the roof and onto the shelves. It ties them together as they lean onto each other. Mannequins to your left and right continue to haunt you as you quietly and swiftly move through the clothing aisles. A sudden clicking echoes through the space. You immediately stop dead in your tracks, careful not to make a sudden movement as the clicks begin to ring. Movement to your left shifts your eyes towards it. A clicker, you think to yourself. Luckily for you, it is a rather small sized clicker.

As you peer around the tall shelves, you note the clicker walking away from you. It’s back finally turned to you. In a low crouch, you grab your makeshift shiv from your back pocket as you rush towards the dead one. With a forceful motion, you wrap your arm around its shoulders and chest as you dig the blade deep within the base of its skull. “Rest,” you whisper against its cool flesh. A light whimper escapes its lips as you slowly drop the body towards the floor.

Listening intently, you wait for any other sounds to fill the air. With an involuntary nod, you place your shiv back into your pocket and make your way towards the registers. You quietly search through each of the drawers, noting that someone had previously searched this part of the store before you. As you pull back onto each handle, you are left with a sudden rush of disappointment and anger. “Fuck,” you mutter under your breath. You could really kill for some form of food right now so you can focus on getting back to your family.

Carelessly pressing the buttons of the register, you push down on the one that flings the drawer open - complete with a loud ringing noise. You instinctually duck, looking around for any runners responding to the noise. Your hands begin to shake as one reaches for the shiv and the other rests on your handgun’s holster. With deep breaths, you keep your eyes wide and your ears open for any quick movements. Seconds pass by without any noise, you release a strong sigh of relief. Shaking off those nerves, you stand and begin to walk towards the backroom behind the cash-out counter. With a smile, you open the door - just to be met with a barrel in your face. “Don’t move,” you hear before you can turn your eyes to the voice. Your body remains unbelievably still. Your hands still by your sides as your breathing quickens.

“Hands up,” the hoarse voice whispers. You raise your hands slowly with your eyes glued to the floor. You are careful not to make any movements that can be interpreted as threatening. The voice slowly side steps around your body. “You have any ammo?” they question you. With a hesitant clearing of your throat, you answer, “I only have 45′s.” The voice sighs heavily against the nape of your neck. “Shit. Fine. Give me your gun,” it demands. Your face contorts as your entire body rejects the idea. “No,” you say with a breathless laugh. “I’m not giving you my gun.”

You feel the cool of the metal at the base of your neck. Rolling your eyes, you turn around to face the barrel of the gun yet again. “Dude, you might as well kill me right now if you take my gun. I’m telling you, you are going to have to pry it off my dead hands. I got places to be and I need this gun to get me there,” you say confidently. You slightly tilt your head so your eye line is able to see the voice. There stands a beautiful woman with eyes so green it knocks you off your feet more than her gun would. Her hair was brown with a reddish tint. You could not discern if the red was natural or a part of the blood splattered across her face. She was small, short, but you could already tell she was an strong surviving force.

The girl’s lips are tightly lined. You watch as she cocks the gun. “Give me the gun,” she demands again. At an incredibly slow pace, you bring your hand back towards your back pocket - hell bent on getting your knife. Before you are able to deliver your next sarcastic line, a gun shot’s echo is bounced off the walls. The two of you quickly drop into a crouch. With her gun still on you, she whisper yells, “Who else is here?!” You shake your head side to side as a confusion expression sprawls across your face. “I’m alone,” you whisper back.

Suddenly, you hear another shot ring. Groaning yells of the runners grow louder as they follow the sound. You watch as a few fast ones rush through the department store’s lobby. You hear a loud burst of gunfire in the corner of the store. You watch as a bright, quick light appears from behind the tall shelves. Shotgun, you think to yourself. “They’re not going to make it,” the girl whispers as she watches as well. “There’s too many.” Her brow furrows as two more shots are heard. “Let’s help ‘em,” you suggest with your eyes glued to her. She turns back with a look of disgust. “Don’t be a pussy,” you softly laugh as you raise.

Unhooking your holster, you pull your revolver out and slowly walk through the doorway. The girl watches you as you walk past her. Her gun now lowered to her knees. You turn towards the exit, waiting for any stragglers making their way in. Without looking back, you slowly make your way through the clothing aisles as you walk towards the back corner where the shots are coming from. You raise your gun in front of you with arms slightly bent - only to be used in the case of an emergency or last stand. The shiv in your back pocket just waiting for an excuse to make an appearance. Your eyes continue to travel from the ground and to the ceiling - scanning for any movement. You have no intent on making a single sound during this ordeal.

You hear a crack of glass behind you. Before you have had a chance to think, your body’s instincts take control. Your hand is already wrapped around the base of your knife as you raise it and direct it towards the form behind you. A gun would be too slow, too loud right now. With all your strength, you slam the knife down. Your hand forcefully hooked underneath the dead one’s jawline - just to be met with an opposing force. You pull your eyes from your knife to notice those light green eyes again. Her hand harshly gripping around your wrist as your knife shakes within your hand. Her other hand quickly moving a switchblade to your throat.

Involuntarily, you raise your chin as the cool of the blade lands upon your neck. You release a sharp breath from your nostrils. “You done?” she asks as she slowly retracts the knife back and places it in the back of her jeans. You slowly pull your knife back and place it back within your pocket. With a nod, you continue forward toward the shots. You begin to hear struggles as you turn the corner. An older man is struggling as he holds a clicker away from his throat. He continues to slip on a pile of rumble from the roof overhead. Several dead ones rest in pieces peacefully at his feet, alongside his shotty.

Noting the lack of enemies around, you place your gun back into its holster. You rush towards the clicker and slam your knife deep within its skull. Your eyes remain on the clicker as you pull your knife from it and rest your other hand upon his neck. You slowly rest it down as you whisper, “Rest.” The girl quickly walks past you, placing herself between you and the man. She kicks the shotgun away from his grasp, as she holds her gun low but ready.

“Thank you,” the man says warily. Without a doubt, he noticed her shift to move his gun. His eyes focused on her gun. As you lean back up, you reply, “Yeah, no problem. Seems like there’s a lot of people here today, anything special going on?” The girl listens intently. You assume she is trying to discern whether or not you actually know this man and are putting on a facade. The guy laughs as he pats the dust off of his jeans. “I guess we all had the idea to go shopping today,” he chuckles to himself. You hesitantly smile back. The girl’s face remains stone cold.

The man began to walk closer to the girl. “Well, I’ll just be gathering my things and be on my way,” he mumbles with his arm reaching for his gun. The girl promptly raises her gun as he takes another step towards her. You gently place your hand upon your holster, unbuckling it slowly. “Woah, little lady. I just want my things,” he whispers as he raises his hands. The girl sternly responds, “You’re going to stay right there until we’re gone. Then, you can grab your shit.” The man furiously nods his head. His hands tuck behind his head as his eyes glare at the floor.

“Let’s move,” the girl says as she turns towards you, puts her gun in a holster connected to her belt, and walks past. You stand there confused. This girl just held you up at gun point and now she’s telling you to come with her? Talk about mixed signals. Continuing to hold your holster, you turn your back to the man and follow her back into the department store’s lobby. “Alright, this has been a pretty wacky ass morning. I’m going to head out,” you say as she turns back towards you. “W-where you heading next?” she asks with a hint of hesitation to her voice. You turn toward her with a smirk on your face. This was the first time she revealed a worry - a weakness. You laugh aloud, “Girl, I don’t even know you. You just tried to rob me a few minutes ago. Why would I tell you where I’m going?”

The girl slowly releases a deep breath as she keeps her eyes from yours. “My name’s Ellie,” she whispers. You let out a loud humph. “Ellie, huh? I would’ve imagined something more bad ass, like Lara or Athena.” Ellie shoots her head back as her brows pull together. “Athena? The hell,” she laughs. “I don’t know! Ellie seems kind of lame for the bad ass vibes you’re giving off,” you share. You begin to walk towards the front of the building.

The cool air brushes through the broken windows. The green of the overgrowth almost too bright and hurting your eyes. “Well, what’s your name,” Ellie asks. You laugh in response as you both walk over crushed shards of glass. You find yourself confident in the lack of runners, seeing as that man literally took out over ten in the area. “It’s y/n,” you say as your eyes dart to the former coffee shop across the street. The dust and grime of what you can see on the inside leads you to believe it hasn’t been ransacked in some time. It may be a great opportunity for some food. “Okay, yeah, that’s a pretty bad ass name,” she mutters under her breath. “I know,” you smirk as you begin to jog across the street.

Ellie nonchalantly matches the pace of your jog as you jump onto the curb of the mossy sidewalk. You smile to yourself, noticing that she was following you. However beautiful this girl may be, you are still on edge. She is a stranger that just tried to rob you by gunpoint. Something to keep in mind as you admire her sweet subtle smiles. “You have nothing better to do, huh, Ellie?” you ask with a grin spread across your face. “Oh, don’t pretend like you don’t enjoy my company,” she replies in a snarky comment. “God, you gotta love the apocalypse. You just tried to steal my shit, I thought for sure you’d steal that other dude’s shit, and here we are going to get coffee together,” you laugh. “You’re still holding on that?” she asks with a smile. “You’re hard to forget,” you smirk in response.

As you approach the front of the coffee shop, you note that the glass doors remain intact. The greenery almost completely covers the glass panes. The metal of the door is red and coppered with rust. This is going to make noise, you think to yourself. You continue to look at the remainder of the shop. All windows remain intact. It is almost impressive this far into a looting world. There might be a lot more goods than just food in here. A part of you is worrisome as you realize that whatever you find in there, you will most likely have to share because someone decided to join along. The other part is ecstatic that someone decided to join along. You have been alone for far too long.

As you continue peering in, you notice the familiar white flecks within the air. “Spores,” you whisper. You bend down onto your knee as you pull your backpack in front of you. You grab your red war-painted gas mask and place it comfortably upon your head. Ellie puts on her own gas mask. “What to you think?” you ask in a whisper. You continue to scan the building for a less noisy entrance. Ellie steps back to search for an opening as well. “Window’s probably our best bet,” she answers. With a shake of your head, you take out your revolver. Using the base of the handle, you smash it against the window and shatter the glass towards the floor.

You stand incredibly still as you listen to any possible movement. Your eyes look throughout the shop for clickers. “I think we’re good,” Ellie whispers behind you. With a nod, you walk into the shop and return your gun. Your hand remains ready to pull out your knife at any given moment. The darkness leaves you on edge as the dead ones can easily rest within the shadows. You walk towards the barista bar and note a dormant clicker who’s fungus has plastered them upon the base of the cabinets. For good measure, you slowly walk towards it as you wrap your palm around the base of your knife. In a swift motion, you dig the knife at the top of its skull. “Rest,” you mumble through your mask. “Why do you say that if you don't mind me asking?” she sincerely asks. You laugh as you turn back to her “You feeling a bit curious today?” you ask. “It’s something my family likes to say. Just to remember that the dead ones were people once.” She shoots you a soft smile with a quick nod. With a smile back, you begin to dig through the cabinet drawers.

Dust promptly blows off of the drawers as you pull back onto the handle. Thank goodness you already had your mask on. You find packets of rotten food. As you pick one up with a disgusted look on your face, you ask, “What the hell is a croissant? Am I even saying that right?” She cracks another grin, releasing a light laugh from under her breath. You find yourself smiling again. How could this girl have such an impact on you in such a short time? You are already willing to do a lot of things just to see her smile. You get the impression that she does not smile often.

Continuing on with your looting, you dig in to find a roll of duct tape, rags, and several sharp objects. You notice that Ellie continues to put items into her backpack as she finds them. Placing each item of importance into your bag, you recollect what your father engrained in you. Adhesives are essential when you are crafting. Rags help when you are in a bind. Sharp items are fantastic when you have to be creative and make some shivs or grenades. “Anything and everything can be useful so grab as much as you can, as long as you can still run,” your father would repeat before every trip out of the QZ. It always left you with a sense of purpose but also an overwhelming amount of pressure. What if you did not grab the right thing? What if you choose to prioritize rags and you find yourself in a situation where you really need shivs? Things are a bit stressful when any decision might mean life or death.

“What were you looking for again?” Ellie asks, abruptly pulling you from your thoughts. You turn towards her with wide eyes. Her brows furrow in response. “Um, yeah,” you whisper with a shake to your head. “I was hoping to find some food.” She smiles as she stands from her crouch. Walking towards you, she hands you a can of tomato soup. “Holy shit, dude! I love tomatoes!” you yell in excitement. Ellie softly laughs as she places her finger to her lips. “Oh right, sorry man!” you whisper with a giggle. A laugh begins to bubble in your chest as you are reminded of a hilarious joke your sister told you back in the day. “Can I do something stupid?” you ask as you turn towards her. She looks at you confusingly. She slowly nods her head suspiciously as she leans back onto the counter.

You stand and rest alongside her. “What did the tomato say to the other tomato during the race?” you ask as you bite your lip, holding back laughter. Ellie laughs and quickly responds, “Ketchup.” Your jaw drops as you slap your hand upon your thigh. “What?! How do you know that one?” you ask. She smiles, “I had a pun book when I was younger.” You gasp, “There are books on puns out here?!” She chuckles as she nods. “Okay, well - What do you call a fake noodle?” you say with an inquisitive look. “An impasta,” she whispers. “No fucking way,” you say with a laugh as you begin to walk away. “There’s no fucking way.”

“Sorry, man, I know them all,” Ellie says with a confident shrug. With an exasperated sigh, you walk towards the cabinets under the moss covered coffee makers. “What did the coffee say to the other coffee?” she mutters as she slowly approaches your side. Shit, you did not know this one. “What?” you say with a groan as you turn towards her. “Where have you bean all my life,” she says nonchalantly. “Fuck, I love that one,” you laugh. “I’m going to add that to my repertoire.”

As she walks towards the back room, you continue to look into the cabinets. Your backpack is almost full and heavy to lug onto your back. With one more reach into the cabinet, you pull back a bag of coffee beans. “Woah,” you hear over your shoulder. “Joel would kill for that.” You twist you weight upon your heels to look towards her. You are prepared to ask, but you notice the pain within her face. The expression of pain that you know all too well. “You should have it,” you say as you stand and hand her the bag. “For Joel.” A soft smile appears on her face as she slowly takes the bag from your hand. “Thank you,” she answers softly.

“I have something for you too actually,” Ellie says with a smirk as she reaches into her backpack. You smile in anticipation. Exchanging gifts now, huh? Things do move awfully fast in an apocalypse. She pulls out a mostly used bottle of vodka from the side pouch of her bag. “Oh man!” you say as you reach for the bottle. Your father always said there was nothing better than alcohol. He would say, “One sip for the medics and one sip for you.” With a smile, you express your gratitude. She nods in response.

Looking through the windows of the shop, you notice a single table resting on an outside porch. The plants cover the corners of the porch. It leaves a beautiful overlooking view of the local park across the way. Without saying a word, you walk outside, take off your mask, and turn the corner. You grab a chair that laid lopsided onto the ground. Placing some weight on it, you determine it was safe to sit on and bring it to the table. You repeat the process with another chair. As you sit down and pull out your preserved tomato soup, you watch as Ellie rounds the corner with her mask off. She continued to rest back against the shop’s outer wall. “Would you like to have lunch with me?” you ask, as you nod towards the chair across from you.

With a smile, Ellie walks over towards you and takes a seat. You pull out your knife while maintaining subtle, but not too subtle, flirtatious eyes at her. As you slam it onto the side of the top, you maintain your eye contact. With a bit of strength, you drag the knife onto the sides and pop over the lid. Reaching into your bag, you grab your handy dandy spoon. You hand the can to her with a raise of your brow. “You first,” she whispers as she raises her hand towards you. You nod as you plunge your spoon in and take a sip. There is always a tinge of sourness with canned tomatoes, but it definitely added a special kick to the delicious soup.

“What's next for you, y/n?” Ellie asks with a smile. In between sips, you respond, “I’m hoping to make my way to Boston at one point.” She laughs, leaning further back into her chair. She becomes more and more comfortable as each minute passes. “Why is that funny?” you ask with a genuine smile “I used to live there, in the QZ,” she answers. As you slide the soup over to her, you shoot her a soft smirk. “You feel like visiting your home town?” you ask confidently. She softly chuckles, raising her tongue to the roof of her mouth. Her eyes look out through the window as she considers your suggestion. You watch as the light flows through the room and lands perfectly upon the freckles of her cheeks. “I have nothing better to do,” she replies as she wraps her hand around the soup. “Good,” you mutter under your breath.

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note: i'm def going to make another part for myself 💖 please let me know your thoughts! also, please know I love the name ellie, idk why reader is giving her shit haha also x2, writing this has gotten me back in the mood to play the last of us. in case anyone enjoys watching gameplay, here i is - twitch.

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matzobs · 8 months

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My friend who plays video games told me there's a scene in a synagogue in the Last of Us part 2, and it sounds like it was cute!

I am tooo scared of zombies!

Did anybody see it and take pictures?

#last of us 2 #last of us #zombies are scary #jewish art

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twistytreatss · 1 year

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Me: enjoying the last of us show happily :D

Also me: remembers what’s going to eventually happen to Joel in season two

#joel miller x reader #last of us #joel miller #ellie last of us #joel last of us #last of us 2 #last of us series

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punkispascal · 1 year

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Finally got my Ellie tattoo after so many years 😭 I’m in love! ❤️ hopefully going to make it a sleeve. 🌿

#last of us #last of us 2 #tattoo #joel miller #ellie williams #tlou #tlou2 #moth #fern #lgbtq #joel and ellie #lgbtq community #personal

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unicornprintzz · 1 year

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I’ll work hard to make you love me.

Ellie x fem! Reader

Warnings: Violence ! obsession ! Hurtful words ! Reader feeling worthless, Alcohol use !

Mean! Ellie, Obsessive! Ellie, Deranged! Ellie, Selfish Ellie !

Angst !☆

Reader acting like Misa Amane! Reader loving the idea of Ellie, Reader gets a bit lovesick

Bittersweet ending !

Ellie finds out the truth about what happened at the hospital, and snaps. She breaks up with you and ends things with Joel.

A/n my first post and it’s already smth crazy like this

If any of these bother you pls don’t read!

You sit alone in your room.

What happened with you and Ellie keeps replaying in your mind over and over again. You cried until no tear ripped out of your eyes. You wanted to scream, you wanted to rip your hair out, you wanted to die.

“What the fuck is wrong with me!” you screamed. “It's been a year why are you still thinking about that you dumb bitch!” you grabbed your pillow and screamed into it.

Again you closed your eyes and thought about that memory with Ellie.

A year ago

“Joel!” you shouted with relief

He looked at you, and all you saw was horror in his eyes. “Joel are you okay what happened did you find Ellie?” His eyes shifted around trying to avoid your glaze and concern. You had a serious look on your face now. You knew exactly what happened now.

“Joel, where is Ellie,” you said with fear and concern, He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something but nothing came out. He grabbed your arm gently and walked you to his house.

“She knows now.”

Your heart stopped. Everything stopped. “H-hey your lying right? This is a joke right?” you laughed trying to convince yourself he was lying even though you knew that wasn't true.

“How did she find out,” you asked with tears in your eyes. Joel looked at you and said, “She’s been suspicious for a while now and she wanted to know the truth so she left to find out, if I didn't tell her, she would have left Jackson forever.” you looked at Joel with pure guilt on your face. “Y/n I'm sorry I dragged you into this.” “No, it's okay it's my fault for even eavesdropping on you, Tommy, and Maria talking about it.” He got up and walked to the door, “You should head on out now and check on her.” you nodded and headed out.

The only thing you heard during that short walk was your heart pounding. You were scared, horrified, and nervous. Does she know that I knew? Did Joel tell her? Will she hate me? You were so deep in thought that you didn't realize you were in front of her door.

You sighed and knocked.

“Ellie?”

Silence

Your heart was screaming. You checked to see if the door was unlocked and it was. You walked in to see Ellie on the edge of her bed. “Ellie? Sweetheart, are you okay?” why did I say that? Of course, she isn't okay.

Ellie slowly turned her head and looked at you. Your heart jumped and your ears started to ring. You felt goosebumps on your arms. Ellie's eyes boring into yours. Her eyes looked dead, empty, and hurt. Hearing what she said gave you even more goosebumps.

“How long have you fucking known.”

She got up and walked toward you. You backed away a little. “W-what are you talking about?” you stuttered, why are you lying to her? She looked even more furious. “Y/n stop with the innocent girl act, tell me how long you've fucking known!” she said with bitterness. You were on the verge of tears at this point. “I have known for a couple of years now,” you whispered. You looked at Ellie, regretting even looking at her. The look on her face was unreadable, never in your life have you seen that look on her face, it scared you. “No fucking way” she mumbled.

You looked at her with guilt. You weren’t prepared for what was about to happen next.

“I can't even trust my fucking girlfriend at this point.” you cringed, “what do you mean?” she looked at you with anger, “you know exactly what I fucking mean, you better fucking stop that innocent act right now because I don't have time for your bullshit.” you stayed silent letting her scream at you. “Fuck y/n, why don't you say something huh? Fucking say something!” You walked back against the wall, “Ellie I'm so sorry.” She looked at you like you were the ugliest thing she has ever seen. “Pathetic, fucking pathetic, you're pathetic.” Tears started to blur your vision, and you couldn't even say a thing. Ellie scoffed, “cry, it's all you know how to do.” You couldn't feel a thing but tears. You started wiping your tears but they kept coming. “Ugh, you're so fucking annoying, I can't believe I even considered dating someone like you.” That was your breaking point, you ran out the door and didn't look back, the people in Jackson looked worried for you but didn't interfere.

You opened your eyes and sighed.

I miss Ellie so much. It's been too long

You still can't believe how you are still in love with her even after all that. You smiled just thinking about Ellie. As long as she doesn't get with anyone else, I'll be fine.

Wrong.

You walked around Jackson doing your business when you saw Dina and waved at her with a smile. She smiled and waved back. Your smile instantly faded when you saw Ellie start walking with her hand in hand. You couldn't tell what you were feeling, you never felt like this at all. This is all new. Sadness washed over you as you walked over to your house. You looked at the pictures of you and Ellie and smiled .

I'll work hard to make you love me.

Rumors have been going around in Jackson, they were about Ellie, and you were intrigued. You decided to eavesdrop on somebody talking to Maria about Ellie's odd behavior. “You don't understand! She's fucking crazy!” you were even more intrigued now. “Maria, listen to me, I just went on patrol with her and she's deranged! Actually fucking insane! I'm more scared of her than the damn infected, when she was killing the infected she kept repeating Y/n’s name over and over again, I told her to cut it out and that it was dead but she wouldn't stop.” Maria sighed and agreed to talk with her. “Not only that, she told me if I interrupt her again, I'm next.” Chills, fucking chills went down your spine, and you walked off rethinking what you just heard. Did Ellie really do that? No way, I always knew she had a concerning side to her if you push her far enough, but that? I can't believe it.

That night you couldn’t sleep, you couldn't sleep because you kept thinking about Ellie repeating your name during her patrol. You're paranoid now. You slowly closed your eyes and drifted off to sleep, you woke up suddenly by someone knocking at your door. You slowly got up and walked towards the door.

You opened the door and there was Ellie.

“Ellie, what are you doing here?” Confusion and anxiety written all over your face. Ellie looked at you and smirked. “Can I come in” it sounded more like a demand than a question. You nodded, you closed the door and sat on the couch where she sat on. She was mumbling something but you couldn’t make out what she was saying. “Ellie, why are you here” you said softly.

“I missed you.”

“I missed you so fucking much.”

You looked at her shocked but also in delight. Tears started to roll down your cheek, “I missed you too,” you whispered, she lowly chuckled, “I know, so, please let me have this.” you looked at her confused as she got closer to you, as she got closer she smelled of alcohol. Ah, it all makes sense now. I should stop this, she isn't in the right state of mind.

Ellie hugged you tightly and kept mumbling “you're mine, you're mine, you're mine,” over and over again like it was a drug. You started to get scared but why didn't you pull away? I don't care, I want this, I want Ellie.

Ellie then softly kissed your neck, you loved this but something felt off. This whole situation felt off. Maybe it's just me.

No, you're wrong. Something is wrong, that something being Ellie. Why is she even doing this? You love this but you have an uneasy feeling. You pushed Ellie away. She looked confused, “what's wrong? I thought you were enjoying this.” you looked at her and sighed. “Ellie, why are you doing this? After all these years you finally come back as if nothing has happened.” Ellie’s face looked unreadable.

“It doesn't matter,” she said with a rasp in her voice, “don't act like you don't want this y/n.” you looked down not wanting to look at her, she was right, but at the moment you felt so vulnerable. “I do want this, I have for a very long time,” you said. “I know you do love, so why are you denying this? Denying me.” Ellie said with curiosity in her voice.

“Denying you? Never, I'm stopping this because I saw you with Dina earlier.” Ellie looked at you and frowned, “you saw that? Don't worry love, she means nothing to me, us holding hands meant nothing.”

You had no idea what you were getting into.

A/n - I accidentally posted this when it was unfinished so I put it on private. Then I realized that it looked good as it was.

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