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elsmina · 3 years

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Don’t be gentle

Ellie Williams x F!Reader

Reader and Ellie admit to liking each other and Ellie invites reader over for a casual date at her place. Things don’t go so casually, as their needs take control faster, and rougher, than planned.

Requested by: @ellieswife

Warnings: Smut

I couldn’t seem to focus as my mind wandered in all directions as though it was scarcely looking for something. Perhaps that something was a signal, some sort of green light. Anything. Internalizing my feelings for Ellie made me feel like I was constantly at the brim of erupting, up until it came down to actually saying how I felt, and suddenly my mind would blank. I avoided eye contact with the girl who stood in front of me as I tried to work up the courage to speak. Just say it....

Too good to be true, that’s how it felt. Even a day after I professed my feelings to Ellie, I couldn’t seem to process the fact that I was walking over to hers for a date. As expected, the closer I got to the garage she called home, the more I felt my muscles tense up and blood rush to my head. It was happening. I was about to spend time alone with Ellie, but not like before. This time it would be different.

Finally, I reached the door. I took a deep breath, rubbing my sweaty palms on my jeans and placing a soft knock on the door. A couple seconds later, she was there. The comfort I got from seeing that all-too familiar smile on her face loosened my muscles and eliminated that jittery composure I had. "Hey!" she contentedly said. My eyes quickly analyzed her. She had her usual pair of jeans on, a black t shirt and a sage short-sleeved button up shirt that she left open. The sage brought out her eyes beautifully, and I was utterly appalled by the site of the girl in front of me, "Hey!"

She moved back, letting me in before shutting the door behind us. It was quite cold outside, and the warmth from within helped me feel more at ease. Her garage was neater than usual, and there were a couple candles lit. I sat on the couch as she went up to her little kitchenette and poured us both cups of water before joining me on the couch.

"You look nice, El" I stated, brushing my fingertips against the sage fabric. "So do you," she reached for the cup in front of her, taking a sip. The conversation went on casually before I noticed a tension form in the room.

This time, the tension wasn’t because I was nervous or shy, It was because I couldn’t get my eyes off of her lips, and soon, I couldn’t get my eyes off of every part of her. Ellie always kept her hair in a low bun, but this time she let her hair down, tucking strands behind her ears apart from a few. Her eyes glistened and the warm light hitting her mildly sweaty face made her glow. She looked beautiful.

The tension, though, got worse once my eyes made their way to her hands. Her hands were frankly my weakness, especially once it had clicked in my head that her hand was laying on my thigh. Fuck. "You good?" she said with concern. I had no idea what she was previously talking about as my mind was so heavily focused on that hand placed firmly on my thigh, "Yeah! Sorry I kinda zoned out." She lightly chuckled, and her hand started rubbing circles on my thigh. It was driving me crazy. "It’s fine." she warmly replied, bringing her other hand to my cheek.

It didn’t register in my head that she had just leaned in to kiss me, and my mind froze. Nonetheless, a few seconds after, I kissed back. Her lips felt just as I had imagined them to; soft, almost velvety at touch. Her hand that was on my thigh now made its way to my chest, gently pushing me backwards towards the pillows on the couch.

Soon I felt her deepen the kiss and it had hit me that things were going to move faster than expected. Her hand moved around my body, delicately. I hadn’t imagined that tension in my head, it was real, and it was evident that she felt it too.

Suddenly, she abruptly ended the kiss, bashfully moving off of me, which took me aback. "Fuck, I’m sorry Y/N. I should’ve asked if you were okay with this before—" "No, it’s okay! I’m fine with this, really." I announced, readjusting my shirt and sitting up. "I don’t want to rush things," she began, fiddling with her hands, "I just couldn’t help it."

"El, I want to, if you still do." This time, I had a lot more confidence in my voice, trying to assure her that I wanted to just as bad as she did, despite my inexperience. "You’re sure?" "Yes, I am. I’ve never done this but, I’m sure."

She smiled, hovering over me and bringing her lips to mine once again for a quick kiss, "I’ll be gentle." Surely, that was the last thing I wanted, gentle. "Don’t be gentle, El." I looked at her firmly, with so much assertion in my gaze. She seemed to have liked my command as she smirked devilishly with an eyebrow slightly lifted. "As you wish."

Her lips connected to mine again. My hands tried to make their way to her face, but she forcefully grabbed at them with her right hand, pinning them above me. That act triggered something within me, and my heart pounded rapidly.

Her lips tasted sugary on mine. It was a moment I only dreamt of, and feeling her touch me in ways I never thought she would sent shocks throughout my entire body. She grabbed at my lower waist, lifting me up and walking towards the bed, her lips still connected to mine the whole time. She placed me on her bed, and hovered over me once again.

Her hips moved against mine, prompting a whimper from me. I tried bringing my hands to her, and this time she let me. She brought her hands to my top, tugging at the rim but not quite pulling it up, "Y/N, are you sure this is what you want?" "Yes, I’m sure." I replied, moving up so that she could pull my shirt over easily.

I felt a little self-uncertainty once my shirt was off and my body was open to her gaze, but the look in her eyes terminated that feeling. Her lips connected to my neck and her hand immediately made it to the clasp of my bra, unhooking it and taking it off. I was bare, exposed to her in a way that made me so very vulnerable.

She moved back, looking at my bare chest. "You’re so fucking hot. You don’t know how bad I’ve wanted this." her voice was raspy, and she was close enough that I could feel her warm breath. Her hand was against my collarbone and she moved it along my skin, and onto my bare chest. "Fuck."

My body started quivering as her fingers ran along my hardened nipple. I brought my hands to her button-up shirt, sliding it off her shoulders, causing her to move her hand off of my chest.

She took her t shirt off herself. I ran my fingers along her toned abdomen, letting them glide over the muscles. Goosebumps rose along her body and she seemed to have picked up on my yearn for her as she guided my hands to the rim of her white sports bra, gesturing that I could take it off. I looked her in the eyes before pulling her bra off as she did mine.

I caressed her breasts with my fingers, and simultaneously connected our lips again. Slight whimpers escaped her lips, but her desire to dominate triggered her to hold down on my wrists and put an end to my eliciting act. Her lips came back to my neck with a lot more force, definitely leaving marks as her lips met my breast.

Her tongue grazed over my nipple, but she continued to go down till she met the waistband of my pants. She wasted no time sliding them off. Her firm hands grasped onto my thighs, moving them apart. She kissed my thighs, getting closer to my core each time. "You okay, Y/N?" she said, needing that one last bit of reassurance. "Yes."

Her hands gripped onto the band of my light blue underwear, taking them off. Her eyes met my inner thighs, and I felt safe under her gaze. Her fingers brushed along my entrance, gathering the wetness on her fingertips. Moans escaped my lips, loudly and uncontrollably, and I threw my head back from pleasure. She used her hands to part my thighs even further and propped herself between my thighs. My composure was completely broken.

"Look at me." She urged, bringing her face so close to where I needed her most. I looked down at her, and she wasted no time dragging her tongue up my folds and up to my throbbing clit. Sounds escaped my lips and my legs tensed up.

Her fingers made their way back to me, and she promptly slid two into me. Throaty groans filled the room and my left hand gripped at her sheets while my other made its way to her hair, slightly gripping. My elbows that I had used to slightly prop myself up gave out and my body slightly jolted against the bed. Her hands moved fast and soon she replaced her tongue with her thumb, using it to rub on my clit. She placed her lips on my thigh, roughly enough that I could feel her teeth sink into my skin. More mangled moans escaped my lips and my back arched again. She suddenly stopped, causing me to look down in frustration.

"Don’t move." she firmly demanded, getting up and standing over the side of the bed and pulling her jeans off. My eyes traveled around her body, wanting to just get up and touch her in the same ways she touched me, but her demand kept me in place like prey waiting to be feasted on. With as much force as she could gather, she flipped me over on my arms and knees against the bed. Not being able to see her made me ache for her even more, and the excitement of not knowing what she was about to do to me shattered my already-broken composure.

I felt her hands press down on my back till it was completely arched. Her hands travelled along my back triggering goosebumps along my skin. Her hands firmly rested on my hips. Her fingers snakily made their way between my folds again. Her other hand smacked my butt a couple times, causing almost animalistic moans to escape my lips. Her fingers thrusted into me from behind, as her other hand grabbed onto my hip in order to push her fingers deeper into me for more friction. By moving my hips against her fingers, I got even more friction.

"Faster." I said between whimpers, desperately wanting her to be as indelicate with me as possible. "Faster, what?" she intensely said, doing the opposite of what I asked just to drive me off the edge. "Fuck Ellie, faster please." my urgency was becoming more evident.

She finally gave me what I wanted, thrusting her fingers so deep into me in a rapid in and out motion. My hair was disheveled due to the sweat on my face causing strands to stick onto my cheeks and forehead, and my arms and knees struggled to keep me up. I could feel a knot form in my stomach, and suddenly a choked up cry fell from my lips. My arms gave out as she continued to thrust into me roughly, not daring to stop as my body violently trembled, "Come on, Y/N, come for me." My walls tightened around her fingers and a cry of pleasure cut back in.

Her thrusts became slower and slower as I tried to catch my breath after my orgasm. I collapsed onto the bed, stomach against the bed and my head turned to the side. She moved up, laying next to me and brushing her hand through my hair as we both calmed down. "Holy fuck." I muttered after a moment of processing the satisfaction of what just took place. Ellie planted a tired kiss on my lips and moving her body closer to mine. "That was a great first date." she said, chuckling lazily. She was evidently very tired herself.

"I wonder what the next one’ll be like." I playfully added, nuzzling up against her.

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elsmina · 3 years

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Hey!

I was wondering if anyone had any Ellie imagine requests! I’ve kind of been on writer’s block lately and although I’ve written a few, I haven’t been fully satisfied with any of them yet, so, requests would be appreciated!

-Fluff, smut or angst, whichever you like :3

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elsmina · 3 years

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Ellie Williams NSFW Headcanons

(I apologize in advance)

A/N: currently working on an imagine so here’s this in the meantime

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(Random Headcanons)

-You and Ellie were both horrible at initiating intimacy when you first got together.

-The first time you two got intimate was about half a year into your relationship.

-You were both not very experienced, so it took a bit of time to get on track.

-Ellie was a bit more bashful than you the first time, self-doubt washing over her.

-You two eventually synced, knowing how to please each other despite your inexperience.

-Ellie became a lot bolder, more open to exploring other things you both might like.

-She’s more into giving oral than receiving, but she lets you go down on her whenever you feel like it.

-She hates to admit it, but she gets aroused very easily. It takes you just simply wearing something that hugs your body a little tighter, or you touching her thigh, or giving her neck kisses. She’s really bad at hiding it and you often tease her when you notice.

-That usually results in the two of you taking things to the room

-One thing she enjoys is edging. She’ll have you begging her to let you release.

-Her tongue-action is particularly good and she has you seeing stars whenever her tongue meets your wet core.

-She’s not so extreme with dirty talking, but her voice in itself gets you all hot and bothered, so the smallest of sentences is good enough for you: "Fuck." "Just like that." "Yeah? You like that?" "Shit Y/N, that feels so good." "You’re so fucking hot."

-Ellie isn’t very loud, she usually just curses more or a few soft moans.

-You tease her a lot, if that wasn’t made clear enough.

-Sometimes, when she gets real fed up of your teasing, she’ll get extremely dominant and she’ll even have you in positions where she has a lot of control over you. You don’t get to see this side of her too often, but when you do, you savor every moment.

-You two usually always have sex over at your place, and she’ll always spend the night.

-You both shower together after, unless you’re both extremely tired. If so, you both just shower in the morning.

-You wake up before her, and you’ll usually make her a cup of tea as she’s not fond of coffee.

-Sometimes, it’s hard to get her to wake up, so you give her soft kisses everywhere till she finally wakes up.

-You’re both very private people, so if you ever end up with hickeys that are quite obvious, you’ll make sure to hide them.

-You love her hands. They’re firm yet soft. Her hands are usually a little cold but you don’t mind. Getting a glimpse of her veiny hand thrusting into you drives you crazy.

-She loves your thighs, a lot. Her favorite way of laying/cuddling with you is when her head is between your thighs. It just so happens that her head is between your thighs quite often;) As much as she’s reserved, one thing she can’t do is keep her hands off your thighs when you’re in public.

-Being intimate brought you two closer on other levels too. You’re both a lot more comfortable around each other

(tbh I did not proofread🙏)

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elsmina · 3 years

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Show Me

Ellie Williams x F!Reader

Things become heated between Y/N and Ellie, faster than expected.

Warnings: Smut (oops)

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I recalled of the previous night. Ellie and I were both drunk, and things moved at a fast rate. What it resulted in was a heated make-out session between the two of us, who previously promised we were just friends. But my feelings, and the events of the day before, said otherwise.

Now, we spent time in the garage she called home, talking about everything and anything, but what happened yesterday.

"I got some snacks, you want some?" asked Ellie, who moved off the bed and towards the other side of the room. "What do you mean by snacks?" I said knowing all too well that Ellie was going to pull out the same stale beef jerky she’s been finding in Jackson and eating for the past 4 years.

"You know...beef jerky, and, more beef jerky." She admitted, chuckling. "Oh yeah, I’m good." I snickered, adjusting my position on the bed.

She came back and slumped herself next to me, her back against the headboard and a pack of beef jerky in her hands. I suddenly felt the need to bring up the topic of yesterday, wanting confrontation, "Ellie, are we ever going to talk about what happened?"

I looked over at her. I could see so many different words plastered across her face, but I couldn’t read a single one. "Of course, yeah,” she nervously began to say, placing the pack of jerky on the side table, "I know we were drunk, but I don’t know, it’s not like I haven’t thought of doing that in a sober state."

What she said took me aback, and my eyes shifted around the room, trying to process it. "Thought of what?"

"You know, being with you. Not just as friends."

"Say something." She desperately added after the silence became unbearable.

"Ellie, you don’t know how often I think of that. You can’t even begin to imagine what I think about." I fiddled with my fingers, avoiding eye contact once I’d realized the gravity of my words and how vulnerable I had left myself.

"Look at me." I sharply turned, meeting her gaze that wasn’t as soft as before.

"Show me what you think about."

It was a stern demand, and it took a few moments of processing before I could understand exactly what she meant.

"Fuck, I’m gonna regret this."

And with that, I cupped her face and pressed our lips together. She moved achingly closer. I decided to shift my weight onto her, straddling her with my thighs as I sat firmly on her lap. She placed her hands on my lower back, rubbing up and down. I kissed her and began to slowly buck my hips against hers, knowing what that would cause in response.

As I expected, she slightly gasped within the kiss. Her smooth, yet firm hands moved from my lower back, and over to my thighs. Her hands were both placed on my thighs, and she began to slightly squeeze. My arms rested on her shoulders as I kept my steady hip movement.

The kiss got sloppier, strands of her auburn hair that were tightly packed into her little bun, now made their way onto the front of her face. I took a hand to her face, pushing them out of the way and placing my hand on her cheek.

We were both getting needier, and she brought her strong hands to my waist and turned me over so that I was flat on the bed and she was hovering over me. My body jolted against the bed. "Y/N, are you sure you’re okay with this?" she asked, stopping any motion and just resting above me. "Fuck yeah.” She connected her lips to my neck, and soon I was losing my composure.

This was really happening.

My lips were ajar, and moans began to uncontrollably escape. I could almost feel her smirk against my neck. All this did was drive me crazier. I pushed her slightly back, her lips off my skin. I brought my hands to the rim of her shirt, desperately trying to get it over her head. Ellie chuckled at my failed attempt at getting her shirt off.

"Fucking help me." I sternly said with desperation laced in my voice. She lifted her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. Her hairband found its way off along with her shirt, letting her hair fall around her face and slightly graze my cheeks. I pushed at her chest again, so that she was now far enough that I could get a good look at her toned body in utter admiration.

"Ellie," I began, bringing my hand to her supple abdomen, so tempted to just slide my hand under the band of her sports bra. "What?" She retorted, looking me straight in the eyes with what seemed to be pure lust disguised as cluelessness. "You’re so fucking hot."

The words that made their way out of my mouth didn’t even seem to be mine anymore. She pushed me back, and whispered enticingly into my ear, "Nowhere as near as you, Y/N."

I was completely pushed off the edge. Her words rang in my head over and over again, almost making me unaware of her hand that concurrently made its way to the rim of my shirt, moving agonizingly slow.

Pulling my shirt over, she was fast to also unclip my bra. "May I?" she softly asked, looking for the last bit of reassurance before exploring every inch of my body, unclothed.

I nodded, watching as her eyes lowered to my chest and her hands pulled down the two grey straps on my shoulder. And with one action, I was exposed to her, and self-doubt washed over me. Whether or not she had realized, she answered with the right words: "You’re so beautiful Y/N."

A smile crept onto my lips, but that smile was quickly replaced with a whimper when her slightly cold fingers brushed over my bare chest, moving in circles over my breasts. "Shit, Ellie," "I need you." a lustful confession that seemed to be enough to drive the girl hovering above even further into a spiral of sexual longing.

She brought her lips back to mine, and my hands uncontrollably moved all over her, tugging a handful of times at the sports bra that hugged her chest firmly. She seemed to have finally got the message when she lifted her bra over her head and came back to kissing me. My hands became more uncontrollable, moving over to her chest and acting out the same motions she had on mine.

She moaned into the kiss, and I took that as a sign to continue. 10 seconds into that act of eliciting, she held at my hands with a lot of pressure, moving them away from her chest and pinning them above my head. She had reclaimed dominance, and boy, was I ready to let her have me however she wanted to.

She now had one hand holding my hands above me, one on my chest with a bit more force than before. Her soft lips placed little kisses from my lips, to my neck. Both hands now lowered to my waist and her lips continued to trail down, till her mouth reached the same breast she was fondling with.

I gasped, feeling almost lightheaded due to the intimacy of the moment. Soon, her lips continued down, kissing gently on my stomach till she finally reached the waist band of my jeans. She unzipped them and began to pull them down by the belt loops. Her eyes met mine, and I dissolved, the feeling of wetness between my legs only increasing.

Soon, my jeans were thrown onto the ground, and she started unbuckling her belt, followed by her jeans. All that separated her from where I most needed her was a thin layer of fabric.

"Y/N, tell me what you want." this demand made my ears ring and my mind said everything I wanted her to do to me in the split of a second, but I was only able to vocalize one word, "You."

Without warning, she used her strong arms to push my legs further apart, and began to kiss my inner thighs. Calm moans fell from my mouth, and my hand found its way to her, slighting stroking her soft hair. Her fingers grabbed at the band of my underwear, pulling them down, and off, to meet the pile of clothes on the floor.

"Please." A whine that exposed my desperation and vulnerability, one she used to fuel herself in the moment. She brought her face back between my legs, looking straight up at me this time.

"Please what?" retorted Ellie devilishly, a tone too commanding to not have me in shambles. Her hot breath against my heat only made the weakness in my bones worse.

"Please, Ellie. Touch me."

Within that same very second, her lips attached to my heat, gathering the wetness that had accumulated and pressing gently against the bud of nerves. My back immediately arched off the bed, moans filling the room fast. "Oh, fuck..." My hand came back to her hair, but with a lot more force, not even realizing that I had pushed her closer to me.

She drew circles with her tongue around my aching bud. I sucked in a harsh breath, dying to feel that release at the hands of the girl between my legs. After a few long seconds of steady tongue movement against my clit, Ellie brought a finger to my entrance.

My teeth clenched to hold back full-throated moans as her finger slid in. Her tongue continued to move at the same pace. She maintained the perfect in-and-out motion with her finger. "Ellie, more" I desperately moaned. She added her middle finger to accompany her index finger in the task of making me come undone. She let her fingers sink in deeper, and come out at in a sharper movement.

"Shit." I could feel my legs become weaker, shaking more and more with every stroke. She moved her fingers faster, reaching deeper as I could feel myself get closer to that release I longed for.

Throwing my head back, my back arched as her fingers and tongue continued to do all sorts of things to me. All sorts of feelings I had only dreamt of feeling in the hands of Ellie.

“I’m so close…” Ellie hit the right spot in me and like that, my orgasm hit me at once. She moved her body up and connected our lips while her fingers continued to move in me at a slower pace through my orgasm. The kiss was sloppy as I moaned within it, and my body continued to jerk.

About a minute after what felt like pure bliss, she brought her fingers out and I was able to regain composure. Ellie laid next to me, her bare body facing mine as she watched me heave a sigh of satisfaction.

"Was that as good as you’d hoped?" She spoke softly. "Even better." I looked over at her, bringing my body closer to hers.

She held me in her arms and I rested my head on her chest; her heartbeat was also going at a much faster pace. "You’re next, miss." I added, feeling tiredness wash over me. "Mhm, deal. But only if you rest first." She tiredly said, placing a kiss on my forehead.

"Mhm."

My eyes began to shut, satisfaction still rushing throughout my body as Ellie held me close. So very close. Closer than I’d ever imagined.

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Comfort

Glenn Rhee x Reader

After Glenn and Y/N get separated from the rest of the group (season 4 whereabouts), Y/N begins to reminisce of the past with Glenn there to comfort her.

Warnings: general warnings, no smut

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Something about the air smelled so very familiar; like a smell I’d been surrounded by all my life. It lingered in the air of the surprisingly clean house that Glenn and I were clearing. It was uncommon to find a home so untouched, with a smell that wasn’t gut-wrenching.

Nowadays, in suburban houses like such, there were usually horrifying sights of corpses of those who had opted out to escape the agony of a world that was once content, worth living.

Back to the smell. It was comforting. It reminded me of my childhood. Funnily, my old home was similar to the one we were in right now.

“I think we’ve cleared everything. It’ll be safe for the night if we push couches up against the doors”

Announced Glenn, sighing in relief as he slumped himself onto the bed that was still neatly done, as though it was awaiting its owners to come back to it after a tiring day at work.

“Yeah” I monotonously added, also slumping myself next to him.

He had his hands behind him, supporting his head as I laid adjacent to him, only inches left between us.

He turned his body to the side, closing the inches between us.

“Are you good, Y/N?” He said, almost in a concerned tone.

“I don’t know” I replied, turning towards him. Our noses were basically touching at this point.

“It’s just that this house takes me back to my home. It just feels weird, you know? When things remind you of how things were and how they’ll never be the same.” I sighed, feeling nostalgia wash over me.

Glenn didn’t say anything, he just moved his fingers up to my face, slightly caressing my cheek. He closed the basically nonexistent space between our lips, kissing me gently.

“I know what you mean, but it’s not worth fretting about. We’re alive right now, and we have shelter, that’s all that matters” He retorted, obviously trying to make me focus on something else. I knew he wanted to spend quality time with me, alone, in tranquility, but I had a lot on my mind.

“But don’t you miss how things were?” I added one last time, not wanting to push the pessimistic conversation on for too long.

“I do. Everyday, nonstop. But Y/N, I know there’s things to look forward to. I know there’s a future for us, each and every one of us. I don’t want the past to eat me up alive, there’s other things to do that job.” He softly spoke, chuckling a bit at his last sentence.

I smiled, kissing him once again.

“You’re right.”

We went down and pushed the dusty plaid-patterned couches up against the door and headed back up. My mind was still pondering at our earlier conversation, but I tried to not make it obvious that I was. I wanted to spend time with Glenn, worry-free, but my mind ran far and wide in fields of memories from my childhood. Reminiscing.

We got into bed after finding some changes of clothes. The clothes felt pasty against my dull skin. I got into the bed, letting the duvet envelope me, and I tried to find my way into Glenn’s arms, in search of his familiar comforting touch.

He reacted by wrapping his arms tightly around me, as though he could read my desperation to have him hold me tightly.

“I could stay like this forever”

I mumbled as my words were muffled due to his arm slightly covering my mouth and the fact that I was so very exhausted.

“Me too.”

We were both exhausted, and as much as we’d hated to admit it; we were both miserable.

Since we got separated from the rest of the group two weeks ago, we’ve had to fend for ourselves. We’ve had to be out here. Alone. Glenn doesn’t know when we’ll see the rest of the group again. If. There’s no certainty anymore. But, we have each other. That counts as something.

We both started to drift off into deep slumber in each other’s embrace.

I woke up to the sensation of the sharp light projecting itself onto my closed eyelids. I got up, sitting in bed until my eyes fully adjusted to the light. Once they did, I turned my head to the left seeing Glenn still deep asleep. It was such a pleasant sight, seeing him peacefully asleep. God knows he needs it.

I slightly stroked his hair, moving it out of his face. In result, he slowly began to wake up, opening his eyes.

“Hey.”

I murmured, smiling in awe at him.

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A/N: might do a part two eventually since this ends kind of abruptly.

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elsmina · 3 years

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Two Can Play At One Game

Ellie Williams x F!Reader

Y/N and Ellie spend a chill night together in almost complete quietude, but Y/N badly wants her girlfriends’ attention.

Warnings: Implied smut(kind of?), mostly fluff

A/N: For my first post here, I decided to post this ellie imagine I wrote a while ago (p.s.a it’s really short and not the best but I just wanted to get it out of the way). BUT I’m planning on writing better Ellie content this weekend hopefully:)

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I looked over at Ellie, who was gazing outside from the window, her hand securely on my lap as we both sat on the opposite sides of the couch.

She lightly hummed under her breath, still gaping out the window. Her face glistenced from the moonlight making its way in from the window. I was tempted to just stare at the peaceful girl infront of me, but I had other plans.

We’d been sitting there for a good 10 minutes, and the only contact between us were the few times my leg would graze hers, or hers would graze mine, but there wasn’t much contact—or speaking—just silence. It was comfortable silence, though. I could do with just looking at her in such a zen state, but I wanted so badly to get that attention from her that I so deeply desired.

Adamant about getting her attention, I placed my right leg in between hers. My aim was achieved as she turned over to me, a smile plastered on her face. “Alright?” she questioned.

I didn’t answer, instead, I bent closer and cupped her face with my hands and planted a kiss on her lips.

She smirked through the kiss, an eyebrow slightly raised as she could read me so well, knowing exactly what I was trying to do. I tucked a strand of her auburn hair behind her ear before moving closer to her.

Without hesitation, I planted another kiss on her lips, but this time, a lot more passionately. I suppose she had remarked the intensity, and decided to hover over me, basically on top of me at this point, making sure not to break the kiss that deepened by the minute.

She held one hand to my cheek and the other rubbed slightly on my waist. The flutter in my stomach intensified as my heart pounded faster and faster.

The way she motioned her hips against mine made it hard for me to focus on her soft lips, my knees getting weaker and my necessitous feelings growing by the minute.

Without warning, she broke the kiss and shifted off of me and back to her prior position.

I pouted in dissatisfaction, my needs cut short. “You’re not going to leave me hanging, are you?”, I whined.

She looked over at me with the biggest grin on her face, as she had done it intentionally to tease me.

“Someone’s needy, I see” She chuckled, putting a hand on my knee, and glancing away.

She knew exactly what she was doing to me, and it was driving me crazy.

I played it off, knowing that I’d get her back eventually.

Two can play at one game...

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