#tlou ellie x reader | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

joszns · 6 months

Text

caught red handed ✭

perv!ellie x fem!reader

warnings: ellie’s a lil perv, panty sniffing, mild degradation, masturbation, fingering, 18+, men and minors DNI. I think that’s all!

“oh fuck, fuck, right there!” you whimpered, ellie’s strap pounding into you. she grunted, a bead of sweat dropping onto your arched back.

she grabbed your hips as a way to steady herself, obsessed with the way your ass bounced with every deep thrust.

“im gonna cum, ellie, m-gonna!!” incoherent babbles and sobs left your throat as you neared your peak.

“ellie…ellie…ellie…ELLIE!”

she groaned, rolling onto her side.

you leaned against her doorframe, sweatpants resting low on your hips, crop top cut high. how she wished she could actually touch you underneath those clothes, but all she could do was just be a fucking peeping tom.

“what do you want?” ellie replied lazily, clenching her thighs together. she felt her arousal, silently cursing you for interrupting her dream.

and for just waking her up in general. she values sleep very much.

“im about to go grocery shopping. do you want me to get you anything??” you asked.

“just like…some popcorn…can I text you this later?” ellie asked, rolling back over and snuggling into the covers. she heard you sigh, peeking out from behind them to make sure you had gone. when she heard the door slam, she was safe.

she quickly got up and went into your room, sifting through your laundry until she found a pair of panties. ellie held the slightly damp fabric to her nose, whimpering at the scent of you. she felt more heat pool between her legs, her clit throbbing against her boxers.

ellie returned to her room, shutting the door behind her and shoving her hand into her boxers. she whined, her sopping cunt finally getting the attention it deserved. she inhaled deeply, breathing in and memorizing how you smelled.

“fuck…”

her fingers circled her clit, knees buckling as she slid down the door. she opened her mouth, allowing your panties to fall on her tongue. ellie moaned, fully soaking through the panties with her saliva. her mind began to wander, picturing you twitching and trembling on her tongue as she would eat you out.

how she wished she could.

she was so jealous of every girl you brought home, wishing she was the one making you moan and cry out in pleasure.

ellie scrambled up and went towards her bed, covering herself before continuing to assault her clit.

“ellie, you never texted me what you wanted so you get your own shit or use what I got!” you shouted, placing the grocery bags on the counter.

oh fuck.

“ellie! where are you?” you called out, walking down the hallway and stopping at her door.

she whined, desperately trying to make herself finish before you came in.

“what are you doing…” you opened her door to see ellie quickly hiding something, her hair messy and face flushed.

“sorry i was…working out.” she lied.

“in your bed, under the covers?”

“yeah. not weird at all.”

you looked at her quizzically, stepping further into the room,

“i see some boxers on the floor, are you lying to me, williams?” you asked, approaching her bed.

ellie’s heart raced.

“um..” she stammered.

“were you jacking off?” you pressed on, running a nail down her exposed collarbones.

“i-maybe…” ellie practically whimpered, her clit throbbing beneath the covers.

“yeah? i hope you know, ellie, i can see my panties back there.”

she flushed red, your observation making her even more aroused.

god, she was fucking nasty.

“did i interrupt you before you finished? poor thing…” you whispered into her ear, ghosting your fingers over her tank top covered breasts. her bare nipples ticled your palm as you traced circles into the fabric.

ellie breathed heavily in response.

“such a pervert…” you teased, now massaging her breasts with your whole hand.

“‘s true..” she whimpered, clenching her thighs together. “im fuckin’ nasty, baby.”

you leaned closer to her face, noses brushing against eachother.

“ive noticed how you watch me undress sometimes,” you continued, sliding your hand under the covers and lightly tracing your finger over her sopping cunt. “why do you think i always start groping myself huh? why i put on a show whenever my girls come over?”

she felt like she was gonna explode. her eyes flicked from your lips to your eyes, struggling to focus as your slowly teased her.

“please…” ellie moaned softly, pushing her hips into your palm.

“please what? want me to give in to your fantasies, ellie?” you said, leaning even closer.

she pushed her hips into your palm again, moaning at the contact. you closed the space between you two, firmly pressing your lips onto hers. you applied pressure to her clit, rubbing circles over the sensitive bud. ellie moaned into the kiss, gripping the covers until her knuckles still white as she tried to process what was happening.

you pushed your other hand up her shirt, groping ellies tits. she grabbed your waist, aggressively feeling you up like her life depended on it. she was going absolutely insane. you pulled away from her, watching your fingers work into ellies cunt while she moaned and trembled.

“why don’t you shut up and put my panties back in your mouth huh?” you said as ellie cried out.

goddamn.

this might just be the best night of her life.

#ellie x reader #ellie williams smut #tlou ellie x reader #ellie williams #ellie williams fanfic #ellie x you #tlou2 #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie x fem reader

2K notes · View notes

nyctophiliq · 11 months

Text

art student! ellie taking slutty polaroids of you !

i was having some thoughts about art student! ellie as i was rolling through what majors the uni i applied for was letting applications in for and this popped into my silly mind.

cw for pornography, vaginal sex, groping, strap-on use, dacryphilia

ellie who has already painted countless portraits of you sitting in the snow, in the sun, laying on the grass, reading, and any other activities you can think of. the same ellie who has sketchbooks full of you as her anatomic reference, paintings, and pencil drawings of you sleeping naked after a night of passion, hidden away in the very bottom of her school bag. but this, this was something else.

“no, no, don’t be shy baby. the camera loves you.”

her hips never stop trusting into you as she lifts up the metal box, her other hand reaching to grope the soft mound as she tries to position the camera at the right angle to take a perfect photo. you looked so cute like this, hands gripping the sheets, your legs wrapped around her waist, back arching the slightest, and eyes closed, head twitching side to side as you were nearing the edge.

you were such a needy thing, fighting her hands as she tried to position you in the prettiest way she could with her cock deep inside your pussy. you writhe so much, she can hardly keep you in your place but she only takes the picture she is going to keep in the inner pocket of her coat when you come. you still for that brief second, back lifting off the bed, the back of your palm coming to cover your eyes when the camera flashes.

but it’s not enough, there is never enough of you in ellie’s eyes and she is relentless as she chases her own high by overstimulating your already worn out walls and bundle of nerves. this once she isn’t paying attention to your needs but rather hers and all she can think of is you, you, you, your body. the way you cry that it’s enough, that you cannot take it no more, slurring your words and your weak hands try to push her off of you is just puts more onto the fire in the pits of her stomach.

ellie discards the camera your side, leaning down to hover over you with her hands gripping the sheets beside your head, keeping herself up and anchored. she takes a few ragged breaths, huffing as she tries to move despite her muscles feeling numb and pulls out of you. sweat drips from her forehead and shoulders, her whole body shining in front of your eyes before she lays next to you.

despite being out of breath, her mind still being clouded by the bliss of her orgasm she coos a few sweet thing into your ear as she covers the both of you up with a blanket, reaching for the printed polaroid from the camera on your side and showing it to you.

“see? every color, expression, and curve of your body is perfectly embodied in this photo.”

#📗 — written by moss !#ellie williams x fem reader #ellie williams smut #the last of us ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x reader smut #ellie willams #tlou ellie x reader #tlou smut #tlou x reader #tlou x reader smut #ellie williams #ellie x reader #tlou ellie williams #tlou ellie x reader smut #tlou ellie

2K notes · View notes

thestxrsiren · 6 months

Text

i wanna ride so fucking bad (i’m not talking about the motorcycle)

[picture from @//offtwotheraces on tiktok]

#ellie williams #ellie the last of us #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams the last of us #tlou ellie x reader #tlou ellie #tlou ellie williams

761 notes · View notes

eroseas · 1 year

Text

cw: exhibitionism, getting caught masturbating (both ellie and reader), just a lil drabble. tagging bbg: @elliewill

college basketball player!ellie who is also your roommate. you guys share a 2 bedroom apartment and ellie tends to leave her door open even when you're home. you catch her once, so you make sure she catches you, too.

you've caught glances of her without her clothes on before, and each time the door is left open wider than the last. you start thinking its too much of a coincidence, especially when she's trying to hide a little smirk every time you walk by.

eventually, she gets bold. she's masturbating when you get home from classes one day, and there's no way that she didn't know you'd be home at this time because she memorized your schedule the first day of classes. you nearly fall to your knees when you walk through the threshold. her moans are echoing throughout the apartment, the filthy sound of her own fingers pumping in and out of her cunt making your mouth water. you can hear her gasps as she gets closer and closer to her climax, and you're walking towards her door before your mind catches up with you. you pause in the middle of the living room, too scared to move any closer, and listen to her. when she cums, you could swear that she whimpered your name, but you move on quickly, the heat between your legs too warm for you to ignore.

once you sit down and think about it, you know its all on purpose. so, for revenge purposes, you plan it out. ellie has practice until 3 o'clock every other day, which coincidentally lines up with you not having an afternoon class. once the clock hits 2:50, you open your bedroom door just a bit. your pants and panties are discarded on the floor without a second thought, and you thank your past self for insisting on keeping ellie's old jersey when the team changed designs. it fits only a little oversized, but it does it's job. you melt against your bed sheets, your vibrator nestled between your thighs and your fingers teasing your cunt. you try to ignore the butterflies in your stomach, the thought of getting caught making you both nervous and horny, but you focus on your pleasure.

you think back to the other day— ellie's breathy moans and the way she whimpered while she came, the way that her fingers quickened in pace the closer she got, the way she made sure to give you a show. soon enough, the door opens to the apartment, but you're too lost in pleasure to even notice. you're not even attempting to stifle your moans. your vibrator is pressed up against your clit while two fingers are pumping in and out of your cunt. your head rolls over to the side, your eyes half-lidded, but you make out ellie's figure just past your door. you grin a little dopey smile, and hold your legs farther apart.

when you hear a soft "fuck" just outside your door, you know you've won.

#ೃ⁀➷; eroseas writes #ellie williams x you #ellie smut #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie x you #tlou ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams drabble

2K notes · View notes

cammys-imagines24 · 10 months

Text

•Sleeping Beside Ellie•

°•Night•°

By the time you and Ellie are getting ready for bed she's pretty beat.

Her day no doubt full, what with going on patrols, working around Jackson and the everyday stress of living in the apocalypse.

To unwind you two have dinner together and watch a cheesy 80's movie.

But once you get into your pj's and she's stripped off to her sports bra and boxers, she's clocked out.

Course Ellie is always up for a little cuddle action, if only to get a chance to feel you up. Just a little.

Just because she can.

Her calloused hands always seeming to find a way to sneak underneath your shirt, feeling the warmth of your bare skin.

Her lips kissing your forehead as you nestle into the crook of her neck.

Now if you're really sweet or offer up a decent joke, Ellie will sing for you.

A soft lullaby of sorts, composed of her own lyrics. Her heavenly voice a balm to you.

Transcending you further into a blissful state and with her arms around you, her dulcet melody playing in your mind...

You think, if you should die right now you'd die happy.

On many a contented night you've fallen asleep to her voice. Your dreams satiated by her tuneful words.

°•Morning•°

Now when morning comes, you better not be an early riser because Ellie certainly isn't. In fact she's definitely the "just five more minutes" type of gal.

She will wrap her arms around your waist and put you in a vice grip. Her lithe muscles belying how strong she really is.

You're not moving until she tells you to.

You don't mind too terribly of course. In the golden light of dawn you occupy your time by gazing at your fast asleep love.

Tracing the slit in her brow, making constellations out of the freckles on her cheeks and nose, brushing the wispy strands of auburn off her pale forehead.

Your hands busy, touching the mottled ink of her tattoo which concealed the infected's bite mark.

Because Ellie doesn't get the best of sleep you enjoy the lull of these mornings, work around Jackson be damned.

And if she should awake with that familiar glint in her green eyes, well then you know what's in store for you.

On many occasion you two have been late for your duties because of the morning sessions where Ellie just has to have you.

And who are you to complain?

It's impossible to deny her when you're both still warm beneath the sheets and she's tugging your pajamas aside.

Her rough hands grabbing at you, pawing at your flesh. Her voice raspy and playful smirk evident.

°•Bad Dreams•°

Because of the nightmares of Joel that plague her, Ellie often has fitful, restless nights.

Nights where she tosses and turns. Ultimately waking with a sweat coated brow and a gasping breath.

Just the mere sight of you next to her is enough to calm her heart and bring her back to the present.

Ellie will stare at you, still sleeping so soundly and she'll fix your blankets before placing a gentle kiss on the crown of your head.

Though she may leave the bed during those sleepless nights, going to maybe play her guitar or write in her journal...

Ellie will always make sure that, when you awake in the morning, she is back in bed and you're waking in her arms.

Since she fears being alone most of all, she never, ever wants you to wake up without her there beside you.

Ellie is thankful for every nightfall and sunrise because of you.

Because she has you to love.

#the last of us #tlou #ellie williams #tlou ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x reader smut #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams headcanon #ellie williams imagines #ellie williams imagine #tlou x reader #tlou headcanons #tlou imagines #tlou fanfic

1K notes · View notes

the-dumpster-fire-of-life · 1 year

Note

HEYHEYHEYYY, can you do hcs for ellie and dina with a s/o that Is someone really really chaotic and Happy, like they r Friends with everyone in Jackson, please and ty!! Have a nice day

(Hey! sure I can but this may suck, lmao. Anyways, Enjoy!)

Ellie & Dina x Chaotic S/o

Ellie

Ellie is pretty calm but you sorta remind her of when she was younger

Sure she wasn’t as chaotic but she finds it funny

If you got into trouble she would probably be by your side during it

Doesn’t mean you both stop it though

She can be just as a chaotic shit head as you can be

She is good at deflecting blame on someone else so you both rarely get into trouble

If you were friends when you were younger…

Oh god help Joel

He was so tired when he was with you guys traveling before

He got more gray hairs than he could count

Some things he would find funny

Not that he would ever admit

When you guys are older, even if Ellie is mad at him, he still enjoys it

Sure it's not like before but it makes him happy at least

Ellie doesn’t get how you can be so happy though

Ellie can be quite serious a lot of times when she’s not in a good mood

Or with you or she had a bad day

But she’s always happy to be with you since your energy bounces off to her

And you make her laugh a lot

Seeing you so happy makes her happy

Even if the world sucks

But Ellie didn’t get how you could have so many friends

Ellie has a pretty small circle of friends and she’s cool with that

You?

Well you have so many friends she can’t keep track

If you’re friends with people she doesn’t like

She will voice it but it’s not her decision who your friends are

But one thing she is happy with is that you’re friends with her friends

It makes group activities more fun

And God help the people of Jackson when you, Ellie, Dina, Jessie and kids get together

Jackson prays

Dina

Look, Dina could be responsible, calm and serious when needed

But she could also be just like you when she wants to be

She’s a person who can make friends quite easily

And she will if she wants

She has a lot of friends

Even if some are kids

But she has a group she keeps too most of the time, Ellie, You and Jessie

But you have so many friends that even she is surprised at

A lot of people say hello to you when you guys walk through town

It’s everywhere at this point

She is also very happy that you can be so happy at times

You’re always in a good mood and happy

She would be worried like heck if you weren’t one day

Either it be at someone or something

Pray for the one who made you like that though

You both get along with everyone all the time though when needed

She’ll talk to your friends and probably hang out with them if you are

Dina does though prefer to sit back and watch as you wreak havoc and chaos everywhere

She is laughing her ass of too it though

She would join in sometimes

And the chaos is 2x

She makes sure you don’t get in trouble

Probably blames it on some kids light heartedly

She helps you come up with ideas for fun also

She just hopes she’ll never be the victim in your nature

And if she ever is…

You better be the one praying because she’s after you

294 notes · View notes

abbyshands · 2 months

Text

ellie & abby twitter links pt. 2 ♡

18+, minors DNI.

🇵🇸 LINKS | before engaging !!! | m. list | join my tag list!

els <3

♡ ellie feeling on your ass <3

♡ ellie pleasuring her girl

♡ ellie fingering you

♡ grinding w/els

♡ ellie fingering you in her car (hint: skip to 0:44)

♡ choking w/ellie (you!receiving)

♡ sub!ellie riding you

♡ ellie using a dildo on you

♡ ellie rubbing herself on you <3

♡ els caring for you

abs <3

♡ abs’ strap-on

♡ abby getting off to you

♡ eating sub!abby from the back

♡ dom!abby doing dom!abby things <3

♡ rough strap-on sex w/sub!abby

♡ abby’s strap-on (again!)

♡ doctor!abby, coming home to fuck you post work

♡ abby fingering you w/her heavy hands

♡ abby rewarding you w/her dick

♡ possessive!abby fucking you to remind you you’re hers

5K notes · View notes

bonewreath · 1 month

Text

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.

3K notes · View notes

savannahsdeath · 6 months

Note

Ellie and reader having sex, but Ellie starts to talk dirty and reader gets embarrassed so she hides her face in ellies neck. But Ellie teases and tells her not to hide bc she's so pretty. (Imagining this w/ strap in missionary position if u could do that'd be wonderful😍)

shes so awhzjxbag ok i cant . also i got really carried away but uhh hushh warnings: just strap on smut, everything said in the ask;)))

: ̗̀➛ "you hear that?" ellie asked, smiling proudly as she looked down at you. you closed your eyes and tried to focus on whatever she meant, but the only sound entering your used, tired brain was your own moans. you strained your hearing and slowly drifted off to more distant things, like the strap pumping in and out of your desperate cunt, messily and noisily. "such a mess..." ellie chuckled, listening to the sloppy act. "but it's not my fault you're so wet for me."

: ̗̀➛ you gulped, losing a hold of your concentration. your foggy mind couldn't think of an answer - did you do something wrong? should you apologise? or was it some kind of a praise? "els—" you started, but the long s turned into a melodious moan.

: ̗̀➛ "speak up, sweetie." ellie whispered, leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead. you used the moment of closeness to hold the back of her neck, not letting her pull away. she cocked her head to the side, your gaping lips brushing her earlobe as another whine escaped your throat. you quickly pursed your lips, letting yourself make only muffled sounds. but you didn't last long, as every thrust and every inaudible whimper seemed to forcefully open your mouth from the inside. "don't hold back, i want to hear you." ellie reassured, but much to your surprise she didn't wait with her ear next to your face to hear your response. she tilted her head to face you, making you feel her piercing, but not judgemental, gaze.

: ̗̀➛ you honored her with another moan, your eyes rolling to the back of your head, to the point your eyelids uncontrollably closed. "mh— fuck." you groaned, your fists clenching around the bed sheets as your chest raised in a deep breath.

: ̗̀➛ "i can make you feel way better." ellie bit her bottom lip, holding back a proud smile. "i can make you be way louder. do you want that?" you huffed, way too dumb to speak up. she could as well start talking about the weather now, and you wouldn't have any idea how hilarious it is. "tell me, doll."

: ̗̀➛ you swallowed up another pornographic sound which wanted to sneak out of your throat. ellie's questions were usually easy to answer, so you thought a simple, weak "yes" will satisfy her.

: ̗̀➛ yet, her only response was an amused "yes... what?" as she brushed your messy hair out of your face.

: ̗̀➛ your face flushed, almost burnt with heat. your hands tightened their grip, bringing her closer, making your face find a spot to hide in - the crook of her neck. "i—" your lips parted again, brushing against her skin. she let out a sound similiar to your whine, as if to mock you, yet there was a loving undertone to it. "want you to make me feel good, els." you quickly murmured, finding a one second break.

: ̗̀➛ "well, i want to see your pretty face as i do." she whispered in a gentle tone, but didn't move away. "you have no idea how beautiful you look under me, with half lidded and watery eyes." she continued and your body slowly got rid of the previous tension, your grip on her also relaxing. she finally withdrew, glaring down at you. "just don't move and look pretty for me, yeah?"

✧˖°

#reqs open #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie tlou #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie the last of us #wlw smut #ellie williams smut #ellie smut #ellie x fem reader

6K notes · View notes

joszns · 5 months

Note

bro. face riding ellie. im begging on my hands and knees

OMMFFGG YESS YESSS

sorry if this is bad im stoned and sleepy

warnings: face riding (duh), fingering, some squirting

“pleaaasee?”

ellie said, gripping your bare hips. you were sat in her lap, mid make out when ellie pulled away and asked if you could ride her face.

“okay.” you agreed, desire overcoming your anxieties.

before you knew it, her tongue was lapping at you relentlessly. her arms hooked behind your thighs and grabbing your hips, pulling you down into her face as she stared up at you. her green eyes were piercing, each time you looked down your clit would twitch on her tongue.

she pushed your hips forward and slid her tongue inside your sloppy hole, suctioning and drinking any of your sweet sweet slick that dripped from your cunt.

you moaned loudly, one hand pressing into the wall as the other tangled in her messy hair.

she was starved almost, slobbering away at your swollen clit, mouth making pornographic sucking noises.

“oh fffuuuck, ellie….ellie! fuck-!” you cried, grinding into her face. she simply continued to devour you, squeezing your butt.

“fuckin’ love this pussy, baby.” she said gruffly, breaking contact with your puffy clit for only a moment.

your head dropped back, eyes rolling shut from the sheer amount of pleasure. suddenly, you felt ellie’s cold, slender finger prod your leaking hole. she slid inside easily, your slick coating her cool finger as she slowly curled it up wards.

“oh my goooooddd…..” you moaned gutturally, the tip of her middle finger hitting deep inside just on the right spot. you whimpered, clenching and pulsing around ellie’s finger as she began to thrust into you. you cried out, juices coating her face as she continued to slurp and fuck you into bliss.

“fuck ellie, fuck, fuck, m’gonna cum…gon’cum…” you babbled, grinding furiously on her, poor thing.

“cum all on my face baby, cmon…” she grunted, sliding a second finger in you and slightly speeding up her pace as her tongue returned to your clit.

you felt it rapidly hit you, orgasm making you cry out ellie’s name like it was the only word you knew, obscene noises echoing from your wet cunt.

ellie hungrily drank your slick, riding out your high on her eager tongue.

“god….could you even breathe?” you ask, hips shaking slightly as she detaches from your cunt with a soft pop!

“no, not really. best thing ever.”

#ellie williams smut #ellie williams #ellie williams fanfic #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie x you #tlou2 #ellie fanfic #tlou ellie x reader #sapphic #ellie tlou #ellie x fem reader #ellie the last of us #tlou part 2 #tlou fic

882 notes · View notes

nyctophiliq · 10 months

Text

✮ ┆ THE IDEAL ART INSIDE YOU. ellie w. (the last of us)

— “at one point, everyone hated themselves.”

description. everyone experiences art block once in a while, ellie just deals with it differently

content warnings. MDNI, nsfw content, female bodied reader, art student! ellie, light bondage, ellie is a little rough, light bondage, she also fucks reader with a sharpie, oh and she draws with said sharpie on reader, so basically marking?, possessive & control freak! ellie, wc 1,67k author’s notes. you read the warnings? still here? hope you enjoy, you freak >:) pls reblogs are very very much appriciated

ellie who’s fountain of inspiration seemed to never dry up whenever she looked at you, or just thought about a glimpse of you. but as every artist, ellie too hits a rock bottom every once in a while and she just suffers from her art because she hasn’t yet figured out a way to suffer through it.

“my favorite piece of art that I don’t keep fucking up.“ she groans as her left hand comes to catch your throat, fingers clasping around your neck not at all lovingly but ferociously, her other hand palming your forehead while also managing to force your eyes open with her thumb and index finger. even if you wanted to fight back, there was no use for it. one of her wet cloths, the one that is covered in paint because she wipes her face and hands with it after a session in front of her paper is now wrapped around your wrist, tying them behind your back as she forces your legs apart with her knees, spreading them apart to reveal all of that is you, eyes spitefully wandering your nude body.

oh, how she hated you in these moments, when her art seemed to be nothing just a piece of painting that a child did with its fingers, spreading condiments around its plate and you were the mom who couldn’t help but praise her child, clip that god awful ‘painting’ on the fridge and call it a ‘future picasso’. it’s a disgrace to all the incredible painters before her, the ones who have sweat blood for their art not to be called a silly thing, be frowned upon, and to be taken seriously because sometimes words just weren’t enough. you seemed so perfect, your eyes, your lips, your face, your chest, your stomach, your legs, your everything- how could she ever create art as beautiful and magnificent as you?

she couldn’t let that situation to eat her alive, to consume her from the inside out, for it to own her because in the end it was her who owned it, owned you. the aspect, all the things she had admired, and she called you her muse- she made you who you are today just like god made angels to be so perfect, she is the god who birthed you, casted you in stone and made the land worship you as it’s protector.

“you’re mine, you hear me?” she yells, her spit spurting on your face and she pushes your head further into the mattress, her fingers pushing so hard on your skull she might just claw your eyes out. “I created all that you’re, sculpted you to be so ideal.” she rambles, shifting further between your legs, prying them open with so much force your hip start to burn and little sobs ball up in your throat from the discomfort.

ellie gives you a repulsed look as your lips agape, choking on your words, writhing from the same anguishing feeling of not knowing what to do. it truly turns her stomach, your uncertainty as you lie there, your eyes bulging from fear of what is gonna happen next. but your pupils tell a different story to her, that the way parts of your body is reacting goes against each other, and where your legs meet with your hips- it’s almost impossible to overlook the heat that is radiating.

“i own all the rights to you, everything that they see is my talent sacrificed.” she follows up, letting go of your head and reaching into the back pocket of her khaki shorts, and pulls a sharpie out. there isn’t a second that passed between her pulling it out and biting the cap off before she starts scribbling away on the skin that covers the middle of your chest.

the brush of the pen tickles your nerves, jolts running up and down your spine like a horde of wildlife fleeing after a gun shot, your back arching with each stroke she makes. your skin like paper trembling under her touch, but she is too busy to notice. your eyes roll to the back of your head, closing as you relish in the sensation. the ink staining your skin, her touch softening around your neck, the pads of her fingers ghosting over it, a small smile gracing her lips as she moves from your sternum to the top of your breast.

your mouth falls open at her touch, your hips swaying slightly against her knees as she continues to work. her voice hoarse as she speaks, “this will be mine, my masterpiece,” she says, swallowing hard. “mine…” she mumbles, her voice trailing off. she works in silence for what seems like hours, the only noise being your labored breathing and a soft scratching sound from her pen. your eyelids flutter slowly, the darkness encroaching on your until all you can see are stars floating through the room. you are falling into nothing, nothingness.

she switched sides sometimes ago, but you hardly noticed until she pulls away from both your chest and neck, your eyes snapping open as her hand comes to rest on your waist. her tongue darts out to wet her lips, her body tensing slightly. “yes…” she whispers, before biting her lips, pushing her tongue against the teeth that is peaking above. your gaze follows hers until you find yourself staring right into her eyes, their irises so dark they look black.

“mine… I own this body, I own this life… this was always supposed to happen.” she laughs then, dark, and wicked, her words dripping with confidence as she runs her finger along whatever she wrote or drawn on you. “you should see… you should see but where should i-“ she cuts herself off, a puzzled look washing across her features as she tries to find the handheld mirror, simultaneously searching for a place to put the sharpie because she is gonna need it again, she just needs you to see her signature first.

she laughs as she thinks of it, deep and rumbling before she teases your folds with the handle part of the sharpie, collecting all that have been dripping from you the minute your bare skin was exposed to the cool room’s air. you let out a gasp as it slides inside you, a gasp that becomes a whine as she keeps going. you feel tears gather in your eyes as she just leaves it there, unattended and stuck in one place.

“here! see for yourself, see it! tell me what do you think?” manic, that’s how she sounds now, absolutely out of her mind as the sweat starts to glow on her face. she grips the handheld mirror, her hard grip visible as she holds it up above you, giving you the perfect look at yourself.

her signature, all over your chest. ellie williams. ellie williams. ellie williams. ellie williams.

ellie’s face contorts with frustration at your silence, “do i need to coax an answer out of you? come on, give me an answer!” she grits her teeth, her other hand coming to take a hold of the sharpie in you. she moves it back and forth, painfully slow until you manage an answer out, your voice sounding so small you almost believe you imagined it.

“I love it, I love it, I love it!” you laugh weakly when you feel her speed up at your words, her face getting redder and redder. she chuckles softly before she brings the mirror closer to you, angling it so you get a better view of your nakedness and the way your cunt practically sucks the sharpie in.

she looks at you as if you are a prize, as if the mirror has finally captured the image that she desired for so long. ‘I won’, her expression proclaims proudly, her grin wide as the room fills with the sounds of the drenched pen fucking your walls. you wince at some spots, a little more sensitive, but her gaze remains steady on yours, never breaking contact. you try to speak, to say something ,anything, but your throat feels tight, your breath short as she discards the mirror, the soft pad of her thumb rubbing circles on the fleshy parts between your thighs.

you whimper quietly, a moan building up in your throat. you could cry if you wanted to, a hot flood threatening to erupt from your body, begging to be released. you bite your lips, your legs tremble, your nails digging into the bedsheets under you as your vision goes blurry. you blink furiously, trying to refocus. she moves to your clit, circling it with her thumb as your entire body tenses. the slick wetness coats her fingertips as she gives you the few last pushes you need to end up on the other side, for the bliss of your climax whiten your vision and everything that she is.

ellie watches you, excitedly, with a fire burning in her eyes that has never burned before. she looks sick, she feels sick, but in the best way possible as you writhe against her hand, trying to get away from the sharpie that is still residing between your clamping walls. she can see the bigger picture now, the light burning on your skin and the dark in that covers your torso, the overwhelming feeling of coming undone, and her ownership over everything that had occurred. she smiles to herself, proud of her accomplishment, but also anxious to finally begin her next piece.

“just one final detail…” it came quietly, murmured from between her lips as she pulls the sharpie from your, flipping in while her free hand comes to push down on your hip bone. you don’t need to guess, you already know what she’s gonna write, it’s predictable from the expression of her face. twisted grin, with flushed cheeks that are not at all red from embarrassment but rather overcome with pure pride, joy, and glee.

ellie williams was in here.

#📗 — written by moss !#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams imagine #tlou ellie x reader #ellie williams the last of us #ellie x reader #ellie williams smut #tlou ellie #tlou x reader #tlou x reader smut #tlou ellie williams x reader #tlou ellie williams x reader smut #tlou ellie x reader smut #ellie williams x you #tlou ellie williams #ellie williams x fem reader smut #ellie williams x fem reader #ellie williams x reader smut #ellie williams x female reader

811 notes · View notes

thestxrsiren · 10 months

Text

no guillotine can take away the head i’m about to give her

#ellie williams #tlou ellie #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams angst #tlou ellie x reader

993 notes · View notes

eroseas · 10 months

Note

reader sitting on ellie’s face while abby straps her 💭

yeah ok.... u got a point there....

ellie thrives under pressure! she fucking loves being so preoccupied that she can't think— she just has to sit there and take it. abby is enamored with the thought of pounding into her, but ellie could never leave you out of sex— she wants you on her just as much as she wants abby's strap deep in her cunt.

you're both so mean to her. abby taunts her with how much she can actually take— how long she can actually hold out before she's squirming and twitching through her orgasm. her tongue laps at your clit expertly, but even so, you tease her and tell her it's not good enough. she'll immediately grip your thighs and make you actually sit on her, breathing be damned. she'll keep going even when she's cumming all over abby's strap, until your thighs squeeze her head in place and you ride your orgasm out on her face.

on my bottom!ellie kick rn leave me alone

872 notes · View notes

cammys-imagines24 · 3 months

Text

•Just A Little Mark•

Ellie dragged her pocket knife down your navel to your thigh, barely applying any pressure to the blades tip. Just enough for your breath to hitch and to make you jolt in surprise.

She patted your bare hip in a chiding way, clicking her tongue at you.

"Stay still, babygirl. You don't want me to actually leave a mark, now do you?"

There was a glint of challenge in her green eyes, silently asking you to meet it. You had already soaked through the fabric of your panties and the hand that wasn't holding onto her trusty knife was prodding at your folds between the thin, wet layer. Brushing against your clothed clit with her thumb. The teasing motion leaving you breathless, whimpering in anticipation.

"Mark me." You begged, for anything, to feel something more than her subtle touches which left you feeling needy and desperate.

Ellie laughed, low and almost sadistic. Taking in the tears slowly forming in your eyes, her fingertips now damp from your juices.

Without warning, she pressed the tip of her blade into the tender flesh of your inner thigh, eliciting a sudden gasp from you.

"Shh, be a good girl now, yeah?" She rasped out, just shy of mean. But, you had asked her to do it after all.

A ribbon of blood trickled down your skin, but she wasn't done. She dragged the knife vertically down and then horizontally across. Writing something along your bleeding skin. A brand.

You bit at your bottom lip so hard you could taste the coppery tang of blood and to ease your suffering, Ellie pulled your panties aside.

Her fingers delved into your weeping pussy, lean digits running up and down to gather some of your slick before slipping them into your hole with ease.

"You're doing a good job, baby." Another cut and you winced.

"Remember, you begged for this." Another drag of her blade, another finger diving into your welcoming opening.

You groaned, the pleasure she gave you far outweighing the pain. Through blurry eyes you couldn't even see what she was doing, so lost in the need to cum. Your pussy contracting around her probing fingers scissoring into you, her thumb never having stopped drawing circles along your clit.

You screamed in bliss, cumming on her fingers, your belly tightening, your blood seeping down your leg.

When you came to from your orgasm, you saw a small "E" carved into your inner thigh. So small and yet it had hurt so much.

"Just a little mark." Ellie said with a smirk, voice low and possessive as she captured your lips with her own.

#the last of us #tlou #ellie williams #tlou ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams headcanon #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams imagines #tlou x reader #tlou headcanons #tlou imagines #tlou fanfic

268 notes · View notes

the-dumpster-fire-of-life · 1 year

Note

can i get ellie and dina’s reactions to their s/o having a comfort object?? example: a stuffed bunny. and they carry it everywhere and get anxious if they dont have it with them ??

(Hey! sure I can, sorry if these are short though! Anyways, Enjoy!)

S/o Having A Comfort Bunny

Ellie

Ellie didn’t really get why you had the bunny wherever you went

But she just knew you needed to have it on you

She didn’t judge you or anything

She was just curious as to why

And when you explain, she was like

“Oh, okay. Cool.”

She lives in a messed up world with shitty people and has seen much worse

I think she can handle her girlfriend holding onto a bunny

If you ever lose it she is helping you find it 100%

She probably found it first tbh

And she will make sure you always have it

“Okay. Got everything? Got Mr. Bun?”

She says it like it’s nothing but it helps!

She has her own ways of comfort so it doesn’t even phase her about yours

She sorta thinks about it with her journal

You need your bunny and she needs her journal

Simple as that

Dina

Dina used to be the kid who loved stuffed animals as a phase when younger

She probably still has a bunch lying around but the obsession has diminished over time

But she still does like stuffed animals very much!

So when she saw your bunny she liked it!

Even if it was for your comfort she was cool with it

Didn’t phase her much either

She always makes sure you have it

If it ever gets damaged in any way she will try to fix it

If it gets ripped she will stitch it up

If it gets dirty she’ll help you wash it ‘till it’s good as new!

Once it went missing and you were freaking out about it

She felt bad and helped you find it

Turns out, it had fallen out of your bag on y’alls run a little back

You looked so sad so Dina offered you both go back for it

And you guys did!

She was proud to say she helped return the bunny to its rightful owner!

So moral of the story, she doesn’t mind your bunny

Keep it with you forever for all she cares!

#dina tlou x reader #dina tlou #ellie williams tlou #tlou x reader #tlou #dina the last of us #the last of us x reader #ellie the last of us #the last of us #ellie tlou x reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams the last of us #ellie williams x reader #tlou ellie x reader #tlou ellie #ellie tlou #ellie x reader

257 notes · View notes