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lynnielovestlou · 9 days
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winner winner (ellabs x reader)
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꩜ synopsis: abby and ellie challenge each other to see who can make you squirt first.
꩜ cw: SQUIRTING!!!! , overstim , threesome , smut with absolutely no plot , dirty talk , pet names , spanking , poosay slapping , dom! abby , dom! ellie , sub! reader , tummy buldge , mention of masturbation , this is kinda short i'm sorry
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the three of you had been at this for fifteen minutes already. it happened when you mentioned to them that you'd never squirted before. of course, being the two numbskulls that they are, they took that as a challenge.
so now you were laying on your back in bed, abby between your legs and ellie at your side.
ellie was holding your hand, rubbing your knuckles with one hand and rubbing your clit with her other. abby, of course, was wearing her biggest, longest strap she has, and she's pounding into you while she cradled your head.
pathetic little whimpers we're escaping your lips with each thrust, but all you could do was take it.
"shhh... sh sh sh." ellie coos, "come on baby, you can take more."
abby is too focused to speak, hitting that spot inside of you repeatedly. your insides were probably bruised now, and she could feel you clenching around her.
"she's gettin' tight, ellie." abby says. ellie snickers, pressing down and pinching your clit. you moan and your back arches off the bed.
you flail your legs, trying to close them in retaliation, but abby keeps them open. "uh-uh. keep 'em wide and spread for me, sweet girl. you close, huh? yeah, i can feel ya." her words send you over the edge and you're coming for the third time tonight. your entire body convulses with pleasure, and both girls marvel at the way your face contorts.
"no way in hell i'm letting you win." ellie mutters to abby under her breath, shooing her away from you once your high is over.
she gives your cunt a few firm slaps before impaling you with her silicon dick. she bottoms out in one go, the tip of her dick kissing your cervix sloppily. hers is much longer than abby's, making a little bump in your lower tummy.
"s' too big." you whine when ellie's hand meets your stomach, pressing down on the little bump she made.
"you've got it, sweet girl. come on, baby, come on." she whispers in your ear.
abby chuckles as she watches this all unfold. she let ellie go first to get you nice and stimulated, in hopes that she could be the one to make you squirt. but the way that ellie was slamming roughly into you made her believe that that wasn't going to happen.
"hurts." you groan, eyes closing.
"keep your eyes open. watch ellie fuck you." abby commands, so naturally you listen. you open your eyes to watch her slip in and out of you. your thighs were covered in slick, and your next orgasm was coming.
ellie's pants and heavy breaths only turned you on more, and it was getting harder to sit still. ellie had a shit-eating grin on her face, knowing what was about to happen.
"scream my name, honey. come on, let me hear you." she coaxes, and you gush at her words, doing exactly that. you yelled her name, in contrast to the little whimpers and quiet whines you were eliciting earlier. you'd never felt more euphoric in your entire life. sure, you'd come on your own hands, their hands, their straps, and even their mouths several times. but nothing compared to the tingles you felt on every inch of your body.
the sheets were wet.
ellie entire lower half was wet.
you were wet, laying in a puddle of your own substances.
ellie laughs and cheers, "you fucking squirted!"
abby groans in defeat after seeing the utter mess you made. her eyebrows were squeezed together, her bulky hand in a tense fist. she shook her head silently, as if contemplating punching ellie in the jaw.
but ellie was too busy celebrating to notice, "fuck yeah! i did it!" she says, pecking you in every little crease and corner her lips can reach.
you were too fucked-out to comment on her celebrating, or abby's defeat, for that matter.
"how d'you feel, sweet pea?" abby is first to check on you after ellie disappears to go fetch some towels.
"fucking amazing." you mumble, nestling comfortably into the crease between her shoulder and neck, "never knew it could feel like that."
she chuckles, kissing your hairline, "there's plenty more where that came from. next time, i'll be the one to make you squeal like that, hm?"
you laugh quietly at her words, nodding.
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ellabscrush · 25 days
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— when i suck it, i look in your eyes
strap sucking w/college!ellie williams x fem reader
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🇵🇸 boycott & ways you can help 🇵🇸
» cw; mdni, fem!reader, afab!reader dom!ellie, stubborn!reader, dirty talk, praising, finger sucking, breast play, no use of y/n
» sypnosis; your girlfriend has been studying for hours and you’re getting needy. knowing her weakness, she finally gives in and oh how she needed a distraction from her studies.
» a/n; hii, this is my first drabble, i’m nervous lol ᰔ hope you enjoy!
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“els i’m boredd,” you dragged your feet as you walk over to the couch where your girlfriend is typing on her keyboard like crazy.
ellie jumps, “uh… not done yet babe,” her eyes never leaving the screen.
you rolled your eyes.
you don’t know what’s gotten into you. you tried respecting her space because often times you would let your girlfriend come over to do her homework and enjoyed each other’s presence. it was chill. she would give you some sort of affection from time to time.
however, ellie has been sitting in the same spot for hours. no lunch break, bathroom break, or checking on her girlfriend break.. it was frustrating on your behalf. still watching her in silence as her eyes stare at the bright screen, you try again.
“so you’re just gonna write all day and not give me a kiss?” you teased, no answer from the brunette.
“ellie williams i’m talking to yo-“
“just give me five minutes fuck!” ellie snaps, cutting you off.
not only you hate it when ellie ignored you, but you absolutely despised yelling. even when you both know she doesn’t mean to. you weren’t mad cause that’s when you realized she was tensed and finally needed a break. you know exactly what she needs.
ellie closes her eyes, “s-sorry for yelling i didn’t mean to-“ she stammered.
you’ve had enough. you grabbed her laptop off her lap and adjusted yourself on hers. knowing her weakness, you lift up your shirt to expose your bare tits infront of her face. her expression had changed from confused to serious quickly.
“this is how i get your attention huh?” you smirked.
suddenly, ellie grabs your neck and both of your lips clashes to eachother, resulting in a sloppy make out while her other hand is firmly gripping onto your waist.
the kiss was fast, deep, and desperate. oh how much you missed her. she missed you even more.
“you know me so fucking well” she whispers in between, “and so fucking needy.”
you whimpered at her words, “very.”
your voice is like heaven in her ears. the kisses slowly went to your neck, and down to your breasts. ellie’s slender hands pushed your tits up, making you gasp because of how hard her grip was.
“f-fuck be gentle please..” you shut your eyes as she bites the living skin off your tits.
“shut the fuck up.” ellie hisses, slapping your tits.
the unexpected gesture made you turned on. your hips start to rock over her jeans, trying to find some friction. your girlfriend is just in cloud nine right now watching you crave for her attention.
your hips move faster, “baby.. need you so bad..” you cried.
ellie’s face lights up, she didn’t say a word but gently lifted you off her lap and disappeared in the bedroom to get a little surprise. she soon came back with your favorite dildo infront of your face, turned on just seeing this sight of ellie.
“on your knees,” ellie ordered, “since you’ve been pestering me all day i need you to be a good girl for me..”
she says as her thumb circles around your mouth, wanting to be let in your wet mouth. so you obeyed.
“mm, fuck” she chuckles, “you really wanted this huh?”
you nod with those fuck eyes of yours. you didn’t even realize it but your shirt was still lifted up, exposing your bare chest. ellie’s free hand starts massaging them as they are her little stress balls.
“want my cock in your mouth?” ellie whispers, “mmm y-yes,” you mumbled.
so desperate that you start stroking her strap, ellie was soaked in her boxers at this point.
ellie then took her thumb out and guided her strap into your mouth. grunting like she swore she could felt it. it was a sight. a sight where ellie pulled out her phone and started recording you sucking her cock in and out, whispering praises.
“good slut..”
“that’s my girl, go deeper for me..”
“want this cock in your tight cunt later..”
the room was filled with filthy lewd sounds like a porno , honestly it could be if ellie posted that video. but she would never. it was only hers to see.
your mouth was getting sore but ellie kept pushing you in more, making you choked a little bit. not only she loved hearing the sounds of your wet slick, she loved to hear you cry and gag on her strap.
muffled words coming out of mouth, ellie didn’t care what you were saying. you were just so pretty in her eyes, on your knees for her as you should be.
“mhmph, keep going.. faster” she whimpered, your mouth was gliding so easily on the silicone.
you took out the strap out of your mouth to show your girlfriend how much of a drooping mess your mouth made.
“i love you els.. i’m all yours,” you say as you were waiting for that affection you’ve been needing all day from her as well.
“love you so much pretty girl..” she whispers.
she was so glad you gave her that much needed break.
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sickhabitt · 2 months
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modern ellie head cannons!
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- Ellie would definitely do photography, i mean we SAW photos of dina in her art room and around the house, the photograph of her, Jesse, and dina, i think she'd LOVE to do photography! just as a fun hobby. she definitely has one of those small 60 dollar grainy cameras that she carries around, snapping pictures of anything
-speaking of photos, she definitely would snap pictures of you! she would hang them up around her room, next to her bed or in a small little frame. Like, you standing in the kitchen, sleeping, if you play an instrument, studying, kissing, anything.
- I also think she LOVES hiking, camping, anything involving the wilderness. She could definitely live out there if she wanted too.
-again, topic of wilderness, she probably just grabs random animals and bugs. Like those people who are genuinely NOT scared of the everglades, shes just casually picking up a snake and grinning like she won a TROPHY.
-this might b a reach but, since shes an artistic person, she would probably be super good at makeup. not that she wears it as often, and if she does its just black eyeshadow, maybe blush and her brows. but theres definitely been a few times shes done your makeup and its turned out BETTER then you can even do it.
- her artistic talent has definitely lead to her doing super cute projects, gifts, and activities. Her gifts are 80 percent of the time hand made. she could definitely make some really nice rings, necklaces, everything out of random stones. she would come across something on pinterest and save it into some folder which is filled with things.
- facebook user.
-now if shes working i feel like her jobs could really vary. definitely not a barista because she doesn't like coffee, she prefers tea for sure, but she's definitely in something more artistic or musically involved. Like a record shop, guitar center, book store, maybe a pottery shop where you can MAKE your own pottery, or a jewelry store.
- her room would be a mess. jewelry everywhere, clothes tossed around, random shit tapped to her wall, anything you can think of its THERE.
- a million people have said it before but.. she shit posts like, crazy. She might have a main account for her instagram and she either shit posts to her main story or close friends. OR she has a private spam account, mainly used for stirring shit up with people.
-shes a tea girl! like sweet tea, iced tea, chamomile, green tea, chai, anything TEA wise. she owns it. she probably has some dumb cup specifically for tea, like cups from Spencer's.
- i feel like shes a collector, like bottle caps, pennies, gems, or guitars (if she has that money, but she's definitely broke.)
- definitely a stoner
- as stated like way before, she likes the wilderness, she would LOVE the beach.
- has a old vans shoe box, filledddd with shit from you if youre the gift giving type!
- wears vans or converse, but doesnt even skateboard, just likes the look.
- nails are constantly painted, dark, earthy colors tho, she wouldnt have long nails either, theyre trimmed short because, 1. she hates the feeling of long nails, 2. playing guitar with long nails SUCKS. 3. 🏳️‍🌈
first and maybe last time ill ever probably do smth like this... literally only did this cuz im sick 🤒
HOW CAN YOU HELP PALESTINE? 🇵🇸?
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andersonlore · 5 months
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BEGGING for more milf!reader x sub!abby 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 please please PLEASE 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ (maybe with a lil bit of a breeding kink if you’re into that) take your time love <33
†⠀❝ HEART TO HEART II ❞ ✶ ABBY ANDERSON !
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"YOUNGER!ABBY HEADCANNONS"
★⠀warning y disclaimers — eighteen+, nsfw content, wlw, fem!reader, age gap vague, abby is early twenties, younger!abby, uhal!lesbian vibe, mommy!kink, tw breeding kink, reader has a kid, dom!reader, sub!abby, strap (abby!), oral (abby!r), fingering (abby!r), poc!friendly, nipple play, reader is a mom.
RAYNE RAMBLES ★ thank u so much sweet angel for asking so sweetly. this has teken me longer than intended, but better late than never, right? breeding kink? are u kidding? now, ur speaking my language. hope this is as lovely as you are. if you like, don't forget to reblog!
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younger!abby who can't stop thinking of the first night she spends with you.
younger!abby who can't get your addicting moans out of her head. they play on an endless loop in her mind and she wants to keep them there forever.
younger!abby who swears, even if it's only been one lovely night, she swears she about to tip over the line of love.
younger!abby who never had been manhandled until that very night with you.
Abby thought she was in control - she should've known better. It taken only a moment for your firm hands gripping her hips, maneuvering her weight until you were on top of her.
"It's all for show, huh? These perfectly sculpted arms, your chiseled abs, and don't even get me started on this face. I bet all the girls just fall at your feet."
younger!abby who blushed even more, unable to contain her reaction at each compliment rolling off your tongue.
younger!abby who wanted to tell you there wasn't other girls, but the words died on her tongue when you dragged her into the bedroom.
younger!abby who moaned softly when you played with the end of her braid, your fingers smoothing over the blonde strands.
younger!abby likes the fact you had managed to pull at what she loves most the first night in.
younger!abby who can't help the bubbling feeling in the pit of her stomach as you look at her with those goddamn eyes of yours. you were more breathtaking than should be allowed.
younger!abby who watches with a careful eye as you stepped away from her body, shoving your dress until it pools at your feet.
younger!abby who can't help put purr at you, everything on display for her greedy eyes.
younger!abby is infatuated and absolutely lost for words as she looks at you.
younger!abby who can't believe how sexy you are and can't believe you, a descendent from Aphrodite herself, could want her.
younger!abby whose heart stops as you don't walk to her. No. Not yet - you're walking to your night stand.
younger!abby tries to keep her breathing under control as you bring out the strap.
younger!abby who can't help but feel her heart beating out of her chest.
"We don't have to do this you know. If you don't like being fucked like this, I can always put my mouth to good use." You offer, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable. Abby loves how your soft voice carries across the room. The need she has for you only grows, begging for a taste.
younger!abby who feels your sweetness pull at her heart.
younger!abby who nods simply, but you don't take it as a sufficient response.
"If you want me to fuck you, you're going to have to say it, angel. Need to hear you say it."
younger!abby who fumbles the words past her lips as she's unable to take her eyes of you, but she manages to get it out.
younger!abby who feels the slick grow in between her thighs as she watches you put the strap on.
younger!abby who can't remember a time she felt this overwhelmed.
younger!abby who can't help but rub her thick thighs together in anticipation.
younger!abby who notices the smirk on your face and just how much you're enjoying teasing her.
younger!abby can only register a soft 'gotta work you open baby' and her boxers are gone.
younger!abby who usually doesn't like to be put on display like this, can't help but feel treasured as you look at her in awe.
younger!abby who loses it the moment she feels your teeth sink in her thighs, littering the punctured skin with sweet kisses.
younger!abby who doesn't know what to do with herself when all of your undivided attention is upon her.
younger!abby loves the way you have her thighs spread out, your body between them and there's no hesitation.
younger!abby who bucks her hips upwards as you give her everything she's been thinking about.
younger!abby who feels a shiver run up her spine as your tongue plays with your vulva, before flattening the muscle against your cunt.
younger!abby who tries to close her thighs around your head, but you won't let her.
"You have to keep this thick thighs open for me, baby. How else am I supposed to fuck this perfect cunt?"
younger!abby who could easily, physically over power you, but can't even imagine doing so. not when you're making her feel this good.
"If you need something to grab onto just pull on my hair." Stopping for a moment, you grab her big hands and Abby makes a makeshift ponytail, as suck on her clit.
younger!abby wonders how she has ever existed without you.
younger!abby loves you mouth, and every moan you let out as you fuck her pussy with her mouth.
younger!abby can't get get over the vibrations she feels and how you hump into the bed every time abby pulls your hair a little too hard.
younger!abby knows for a fact, she's only ever been vocal with you.
younger!abby feels her cunt gripping onto your fingers as you sink two fingers into her, and she can hear just how wet you've gotten her.
younger!abby who can't stop moaning at the feeling of your fingers fucking her and the louder she gets, the better you make her feel.
younger!abby can feel just how close she is, but then you remove your fingers and she feels empty.
younger!abby certainly can't control the whine she lets out. it's needy and carnal - it even hurts her throat a little but she really doesn't care.
"You're lucky my kid is a heavy sleeper, Abs. Or else, I'd have to punish you for it."
younger!abby who tried to at least appear guilty, but it's so hard when the only coherent thought in her mind is wanting to fuck your mouth.
younger!abby knows all she wants to feel is you, and now that you're depriving her of the need it feel like an unbearable weight to hold.
younger!abby who throws her head back when you start sinking your cock into her tight pussy.
younger!abby who feels so full with you inside her. she's trying to hold her moans in with your comment, but your first thrust pulls it right out of her.
younger!abby who is never the one who gets fucked, revels in how good it feels. knowing you wanted to fuck her already had sent her over the edge but god - you really knew how to fuck.
younger!abby who cries out your name as you pick up the pace, your cock hitting her in just the place she needs.
younger!abby who never wants you to stop, she always will crave to feel this forever. she doesn't care if it's dramatic, but you're taking care of her like no one else ever has.
"You're so loud for me. Aren't you?" You chuckle as Abby moans. "Sweet baby, never had her pussy fucked this good. All those stupid, young girls can't give you what mommy can, huh?"
"No, never like this - never this good." Abby swears as you lift, bending her leg over your shoulder, making her cock hit her even deeper. The place all her girlfriends never touched.
younger!abby whose eyes roll into the back of her head, unable to compute with pleasure you're giving her.
younger!abby nearly comes when the next sentence falls from your plump lips.
"Want to put a baby in you, Abs. God, you'd look so pretty." Your pace increasing, if it was even possible. "Would fuck all day and all night if that's what it took."
younger!abby knows it should've scared her off, but all she wants is to please you. nothing could stop the way her cunt grips on your cock like a vice.
"Anything for you. Need you to fill me up." Abby can't help but capturing your nipple in her mouth, teeth grazing the sensitive flesh she sucks."
"Give it to me, Mommy."
younger!abby knows it's all you need before the friction of the strap is too much and you're coming along with her.
younger!abby feels herself falling as you cleans the two of you up, before she holds her.
younger!abby feels safe and she never wants this feeling to escape her.
younger!abby also can't wait until you break her brain and fuck her into oblivion again.
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tookthe-405 · 1 month
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Hard to sleep
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bsf!ellie x bsf!reader
Masc!ellie x fem!reader
summary: Modern au where you and Ellie are best friends and in college together. About the queer situationship so many of us had with our best friend :,)
It’s angsty but still fluffy I swear 😪
(Happy End)
c.w: smut!!, weed, mention of alcohol and drugs and long af and I think that’s it but speak up if i missed something!!!
authors note: this is my first fic so please be nice to me, but still give critic so I can write better next time 🫶
⋆。 ゚☁︎。 ⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。 ⋆ ⋆。 ゚☁︎。 ⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。 ⋆ ⋆。 ゚☁︎。 ⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。 ⋆
“Wakey wakey sunshine it’s time to get upp”
You sigh annoyed thinking you’re still asleep and dreaming some shit, because of course Ellie follows you into your dreams.
“Dude get the fuck up” this time her voice doesn’t sound so subdued and you jump out of your sleep.
“Holy fuck”
You Look at Ellie whose casually going through your dorm room, packing your bag for you.
“You really need to stop oversleeping the classes that are the most important to you and going to the ones no one cares about”
You sigh still tired and feeling your heart beating way too fast and loud.
“You really need to stop showing up here when I’m unconscious, you always scare the shit out of me”
“I literally called you sunshine, how does that scare you?”
You giggle a bit and sit up straight, stretching yourself before standing up completely.
Ellie gives you your packed bag and you take it, still in pjs.
“You do know by the time I’m done, the lecture will be almost over” you mention to her as you open the braid form last night.
“Who said I’m waiting for you huh?”
“Um I do?”
You Look at her grinning, she sits at your desks while watching you do your hair with her green eyes following almost every move.
You Look Away quickly and go to the bathroom to brush your teeth.
Sometimes it feels like there’s a time limit when you two look at each other, like you have to watch out that it’s not too long and not too short. Most of the time Ellie doesn’t care and just keeps staring, but for you it’s important to not cross the friendship line. No one looks at their best friends for too long, no one worries about looking at their best friend too long.
You just don’t want to fuck this up.
“You should wear a skirt today”
“Huh?”
Ellie appears in the door.
“It’s hot today you should wear something short” she says again
“This your way of making me wear skirts for you?”
Ellie chuckles in her casual husky voice.
“Yeah that’s exactly what I’m doing”
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“That was so fucking boring, you could’ve let me missed this one too Ellie” you whine
Ellie groans as the both of you walk to one of the cafe’s on campus, meeting your roommate Audrey and some of Ellies friends as well.
“I’m like 90% sure he said important stuff in the beginning and we just missed it because of you”
“Yeah yeah whatever I’m sorry ellie, I’ll try fixing my sleep schedule okay?”
“I’ll ask Audrey too take away your laptop and phone maybe you’ll have a chance then”
You bump your shoulder into hers and she giggles.
It doesn’t take much too make you feel nostalgic when you spend time with Ellie. Only warm air, sunshine and her laugh.
That’s all you’ll ever need and that all you’ll never have forever.
“I’m gonna meet up with Iris later”
Her tone sounds natural, no hesitation and you are sure she doesn’t know what her words do to you.
And the worst part is you can’t even be mad at her, you have no right to be.
You look down at your shoes that go in the same tact with Ellie’s, over and over again.
“Really? Was she the one with the braids?”
Ellie nods and you try to make some eye contact. You don’t want her to feel bad, even tho you’re sure she has no idea how you actually feel, and you always try to be happy for her. But maybe you want her to get it. Maybe you want her to see how you look at her, maybe then she’ll finally understands.
But she just keeps walking and looking forward.
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“There wasn’t a frat party in so long you have to come!”
Audrey is basically begging, she even pulls your arm.
“Everyone is talking about it in my class, since it’s the last one before everyone is going home so they wanna party big” Jesse explains with a big smirk on his face.
Ellie and you look at each other from across the table, sipping your ice coffees.
You give her a uncertain look, you know she’ll go if you go and you’ll go if she does.
“Who’s gonna be there?” She asks and your eyes land on Dina, who normally knows every human alive.
“Everyone I hope but I’m sure a few won’t go so why don’t you just tell me her name Ellie?” Dina says, a teasing look on her face and your heart feels heavy again.
“Iris. I sit with her in biology”
“Aw cute you sit with her?” Audrey says mocking her friendly, but she gives you a empathetic look. She’s the only one who knows about your feelings, since she was the one who was with you when you got a bit too drunk and told her about all the feeling you ever had.
Ellie looks at you for just a second, but thank god you didn’t miss it, and your cheeks turn red. You keep drinking your drink.
“Yes I know her she’s sweet but I don’t know if she’ll be there”
Ellie immediately grabs her phone and types something in it.
Jesse goes ordering something and Dina talks with Audrey about the party and what to wear.
Your feet kicks Ellie’s softly, so she looks up at you.
“Just ask her if you could met there, I’m sure she doesn’t mind” you say trying to sound as supportive as possible.
Ellie looks unsure and you grab her arm soft, feeling the fabric of her flannel jacket she’s so obsessed with.
“She likes you Ellie, god how couldn’t she and she should be happy about spending some time with you and you’re friends. I know it would make you feel more relaxed too, knowing you’re not alone” you try to whisper it but Audrey and Dina are loud talker anyway.
You smile at her and take your hand back. Ellie looks at you and her cheeks turn a slightly pink shade. She was never good with sentimental talk, too bad you’re so good at it.
“You don’t have to meet her yet you know” she says finally.
“What do you mean? Why shouldn’t I?”
“I don’t know… I wasn’t sure if you wanted too”
“I’m your best friend why would you think that Ellie?”
“I don’t know I just… never mind it’s stupid”
She starts looking at her phone again but you keep staring at her confused, angry and even a bit sad. You’re pretty positive that you weren’t obvious at all for the past years, so what did you do to fuck up so bad?
“Okay she’ll be there”
“Yeah?” Jesse asks, sitting down again with a sandwich in his hand.
“Yup she says she heard about it too and wanted to ask me if I would like to go”
“Damn that’s some soulmate shit” he says chuckling and you look out the window for something distracting
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“It’s gonna be fine, if it’s too much for you we can leave” Audrey tries to comfort you.
“I’m gonna be okay Audrey don’t worry, i think I can do this” you know you actually can’t do this.
“I think this is all just in your head, the whole “Being scared of losing her” thing” she mentions quiet.
It’s not just that your scared of losing her, your scared of wanting her so much that you can’t control it anymore and then losing her.
“Just go ahead with the others, I think I’ll take a bit longer… I’m just gonna take an Uber” you keep digging through your closet searching for anything you would like to wear.
“You sure?” Audrey voice sounds unsure.
“Yes it’s a short drive I’ll be fine”
“Fine but if you change your mind then I’m more than fine with just watching a movie with you Here”
“I won’t I promise we’re gonna have fun tonight” you smile at her as she walks out the door saying goodbyes and waving quickly.
Right after she left you could hear your own thoughts way too clear and it felt like your mind was ready to destroy the whole evening.
You stare at your wardrobe searching for something, but this unsettling feeling is eating you from the inside and you lay down on the bed again, putting your face in your hands.
The tears just rush down your cheeks and your body lets them. You imagine the time where Ellie has a girlfriend wife, a woman that is more important than you and the person she wants to do all the things you want to do with her. You’ll have to be at their wedding and at their house to eat fucking dinner once a year.
You would do a lot for Ellie to want you as this person, but you tell yourself that you’re not gonna cry here because that won’t change anything.
You take your phone from the night stand next to you and open the camera, seeing mascara all over your cheeks.
“Fuck” you whisper annoyed
You try to whip them away, then you get a text from Ellie.
I’m gonna pick you up in an hour okay
What about iris? Shouldn’t you pick her up?
I wanna pick up you tho, she’ll be fine we said we would meet at the party
You don’t have to do that Ellie
I get it really
I want to pick you up. Is that okay with you miss?
I can hear you say this in my head
Shut up and get ready dork
You smile and the smile tastes like hope and assurance and love.
In the end you decided to wear a shirt mint green dress that has a V cut with a little cute white bow in the middle. Since how to walk in heels is a fucking mystery, you wear your Mary janes shores in dark red.
You put your hair up and put on a brown leather jacket from Isla.
There’s a knock on the door as you try to save your make up a bit.
You take one last look in the mirror and decide that your fine with how you look. With your bag around your shoulder you open the door and meet Ellie’s eyes immediately.
You smile excited and do a little spin.
“is this okay?” You ask her
“Pretty. You look very pretty”
You take a Look at Ellie’s outfit.
Baggy jeans with a white t shirt and her blue jeans jacket and converse. You could see her black sports bra though her white tee and looked away quickly, feeling your face heat up and your mind swift away to other places.
“You do too, even your hair is open for once. Looks very good” you say and take a step forward, so you could let your fingers go through her hair. She puts her hands on your arms and closed her eyes for a bit. You fixed a few hair strings and looked at her. You often saw her this close up but you’ll always thank the universe for another chance of seeing her like this. The freckles over her cheeks and her nose, hell even her forehead.
She is so beautiful and so sweet, sure she tries to hide it most of the time but in these moments you’re both just two girls holding each others most vulnerable versions.
A moment later you find yourself hugging her tight.
Your arms are around her neck and you take a deep breath in. She hugs you back, her arms around your waist.
“I love you a lot and I hope that doesn’t change ever.”
You whisper in her ear
“I love you too…”
You eventually let go of her and try to show her that you’re still happy and excited for tonight, even though you really just want to hug and kiss her the whole night and not watch her do this with some other girl.
“Let’s go I’m sure the others are already there”
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“Frat boys are some weird people but fuck their party’s are good”
Ellie’s voice makes you look right as you guys get out her car and fuck she’s right. There are people everywhere. Outside the frat house, inside and you’re sure some people are gonna end up on the roof at some point too.
“I’m gonna drink so fucking much before I need to go back home” you say, real excitement in your veins this time.
Ellie giggles and the both of you try to get through the drunk people on the front porch.
It’s louder inside the house, where a tone of lights shine around in the room, everyone is dancing and you could smell alcohol in the air.
Your eyes scan everything around you, but then you hear Ellie curse.
“What wrong?” You get a bit closer to her again.
She looks a bit pissed but you couldn’t find anything else in her expression.
“Iris is gonna be here in an hour”
“Thats a bit late” is all that comes to your mind.
“No shit, she thought we would meet up at that time but still it’s just….” She looks at your biting her under lip
You take a step back and look at her really mad now.
“What is it that bad to spent some time with me here Ellie? We don’t have too you know you wanted to pick me up, you wanted to go tonight what the fuck?” You hear your own voice getting louder with every word.
You were trying. Trying to be supportive and not jealous. Trying not to think about her, about all the things you dream about. But this just feels like some fucked up joke.
“No! Fuck- you know that not what I mean…”
Ellie’s hands reach out for you but you step back again.
“Don’t fucking Touch me.”
And for once in a while Ellie was the one, who felt the sharp pain of rejection. Her hands slowly drop and her eyes never looked so green. Her eyes look around the room for a second, but after she realises that you’re not gonna change your mind she puts her hands inside her jacket and walked more inside the house.
You don’t feel the tears this time. They just appear in your eyes as you watch Ellie walk away.
You Turn left and walk up the stairs, trying to not let anybody see you cry.
You Wander around for a bit feeling like a ghost, not even sure how to think a single thought right.
After a while you find yourself in, you think the bedroom, of one the frat boys. A group of people sit on the floor, talking and smoking a joint.
Even tho you don’t really like smoking, you thought about it for a second and it didn’t sound so bad Anymore.
You stood there awkwardly, staring at them not sure what to do, but then you heard a voice behind you.
“You want one?” A tall girl with long blond hair asks.
“Excuse me?” You feel your pulse go up in embarrassed.
“A joint? I have one if you wanna smoke a bit?”
You look at her with your mouth a bit open.
Then you gave the group a last look, their laughing looking like they don’t care about a thing in the world.
“Yes… yeah sure why not”
The girl smiles and you follow her to another room, a bathroom which was surprisingly quiet. As soon as she closes the door, the noises sounds muffled.
You Open a window and lean on to the wall.
“You a student too? Or a friend of a friend?” You ask her, hating the awkward silences.
The girls steps beside you and pulls out a joint and a lighter.
“Student sadly, I would be fine with being the cousin of one of the football players” she chuckles slightly and light up the joint pretty smooth.
“So Whats Your name?” She asks you and hands you the joint.
You Take a Hit trying not to cough, but of course you fail.
You mumble your name, as you try to take a normal breath again.
“First time?” A smirk on her a face, but at least she’s not laughing.
“No but I don’t smoke often”
“Hm”
“Sorry what’s your name?”
She takes another hit and it looks way to easy when she does it which bring you wanting to do it better the next time and even better the next one.
“Abby”
“Nickname?”
“Yeah for Abigail”
“Hm cute name” you mention and take your … maybe 4th hit? You should stop counting now.
“Thank you… so what do you study?
“Psychology” I murmur
Her eye brown go up in surprise and you giggle a bit at the face she makes.
“Clinical?” She asks and it surprises gib that she knows about the difference.
“No, general”
“Oh you’re a smart girl then huh?”
You laugh loud and laughing and since you’re in a bathroom the laugh comes back way louder.
“Not really most of the time I miss the classes that I I really wanna watch” you say and your mind goes wandering off to ellie again but you try to focus on Abby in front of you.
“What do you study? Tell me what are you here for Abigail?” You say to her and she makes a face again.
“God only my dad calls me Abigail it’s kinda funny coming from an almost stranger”
And that’s so sweet that you can’t help but smile at her but then your eyes meet…. And god hers are so red that you pray silently that yours do not have the same colour.
“Pre-med”
“And you call me smart girl Abby” you say with big eyes.
“You might become a fucking doctor”
She giggled embarrassed and you could tell that the weed was working.
“I Hope so” she says looking a bit sad even and your first thought was that she might think she couldn’t do it.
You put your arm on her shoulder and your mouth falls open.
Fuck this woman has some muscles.
You squeeze her arm for a second and then realise that she’s staring at you with a confused grin.
“Sorry i Know we Don’t know each other, but I can just like you know feel that you’re intelligent and interesting and hard working and - I mean bro look at your arms I’m not even sure if that’s possible” you say laughing again.
Your laugh doesn’t stop for a few seconds, but as soon as it dies you worried that you might have over stepped the line.
You Look at her Face and she just smiles really nice and not mad or hurt just pure sweetness.
She’s really nice and your sure you guys could be friends and now you’re kinda scared that you gave off the wrong idea.
“What the fuck?”
Your heads turn to the door where a very disturbed ellie is standing.
“Ellie hey… no wait I’m mad at you”
“You’re mad at me? I’ve been looking in the whole damn house and I find you smoking weed from a stranger the fuck do you mean?”
You’ve seen Ellie being angry a lot. She was mad, because of a comic con where she didn’t get to but a signed version of her fav comic. Or when she cursed out some old dude who was driving too slow.
But never this mad.
“We’re going”
Your mind is still spinning then suddenly Ellie grabs your arm and wanting to pull you out the door but Abby steps between you both.
“Sorry but you can’t just do that”
“You don’t know shit”
Abby was definitely taller and stronger than Ellie, but Ellie’s temper was probably even bigger.
“I know she doesn’t want to go with you”
Abby snaps and Ellie’s grip gets stronger around your waist and she goes past Abby through the door.
You give Abby an apologetic look, Ellie only slows down when you are at her car.
“Get in” she hisses
You get in and you swore to yourself that this whole situation will end tonight.
“Ellie-“
“Don’t just please don’t talk right now please”
She sounded exhausted. Hurt as well like she hasn’t slept in days. Her head rests on the steering wheel for a few seconds, her back goes up and down from her strong breathing and you just shut up with tears in your eyes.
The ride was quiet, not even the radio was on. You could only hear the noise of the car driving, it’s humming which calmed you and Ellie down a bit. You still cried in silence the whole time.
You got out of the car without a word and walked up the stairs to your room, Ellie close behind you.
You Open the door with your keys and you both sit down on your bed. This might be the longest time the both of you haven’t talked while being together and it feels so incredible wrong.
“Why did you step back from me in the beginning. Why didn’t you let me touch you?”
Her voice broke at the end and you looked up to see tears running down her cheeks as well.
“Because … I felt like you didn’t want me there with you. Like you would swap me with her if you had the chance. That hurt me and I know I don’t have the right-“
“I would always choose you”
This time she didn’t sound sad, her voice sounds and feels delicate. Something tickled in your heart, like a string only she pulled on.
“I would choose you in every universe, in every scenario just tell me what you want. Tell me what you want and I’ll be it for you”
Ellie has this affect on your heart, your soul.
She could hurt you so much more and you’ll still choose her over and over again as well.
You’ll choose each other.
You Look at her lips and back to her eyes.
“I want you to kiss me-“
She didn’t waste a second, she put her hand on the back of your head and pushed you to her, the first time ellie kissed you, you tasted like weed and alcohol. And Ellie didn’t care.
If you taste like that she’ll taste like it too.
And you would still kiss each other over and over again.
Your hands found her hair again, like a few hours ago but this time you weren’t careful, you touched her the way you wanted.
Her hands found your hip and she pulled you on her lap.
“Wait - wait”
She stopped immediately.
“What about Iris?” You feel like crying again, if you’re just a replacement because it didn’t work out with her then you might kill her.
Ellie gaze is focused on her hand, that’s still on your hip.
“I couldn’t do it”
“Couldn’t do what?”
Ellie closed her eyes, frustration showing on her whole face
“I couldn’t do this to you- Jesus to her I just couldn’t. I kept on wishing it was you instead of her. The whole time and I mean for weeks. But I can’t lose you and I sure as hell can’t forget you”
Your breath feels lost and I feel dizzy.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” You ask her and out both of your hand on her cheeks, so that she looks up at you.
“Why didn’t you? Because I was scared. Scared of losing you or us or both”
Her eyes got a bit watery again, you’ve known her for so long and you couldn’t even read her when she was hurting the most.
“Give me a second”
You got up and grabbed your phone out of your bag.
Audrey, sleep in Dina’s dorm tonight, in Ellie’s bed
And don’t worry about Ellie
Always warm your roommate about hook ups, or whatever this is. God you Hoped this wasn’t a one time thing.
“You’re okay with sleeping here?”
Ellie’s eyes went wide and her face got red.
“Yeah I mean yes for sure why shouldn’t I-?”
You sit down on her lap and kiss her again, harder this time.
“Is it okay if we fuck? Or too fast?” You ask her looking right into her eyes, so she would understand how serious you mean it.
“N-no im fine Are you fine?”
You grinned, she was so cute when she was nervous.
“I’m fine Ellie. Say stop and I’ll stop okay? Promise me you’ll do that?” You kiss down her neck as you speak and even there her skin was burning.
“Yes I can do that”
You get up to her face again and kiss her soft.
“Can you open my dress for me?”
She nods and her hands disappear behind your back.
The fabric on your skin never felt heavier and you just needed to get it off your skin. You needed Ellie to see you, to touch you.
Thank god you’re wearing pretty underwear, otherwise the anxiety would’ve ruined your confidence.
The cold gave you a little shiver, Ellie hand found your waist again and you literally melted under her touch.
A few seconds ago you were nervous how she might look at you. Ellie has experience, you too sure but she’s enough for you just by being here with you in this moment. You don’t know how she feels about you.
The warm light of your lamp shines on her face and her freckles never looked more beautiful.
Her eyes wander over your whole body.
Your lace bra, your legs, stomach and you’ve never felt this intimate with a person. It’s because this time it’s with her. And you feel golden, god she feels golden, the whole room does.
Ellie’s eyes stop at your bra and she grins.
“You’re so pretty” she whispers, as she kisses the exposed skin.
You sigh smiling, your hands finds her t shirt.
“Is this okay?” You ask for her permission.
She nods still kissing, touching your boobs over your bra and the two of you giggle as you take off her shirt and now both of you are almost naked In front of each other.
“I really wanna do this with some music on” she mumbles under her breath. A few moments later frank oceans voice is filling the room from Ellie’s phone. The bad quality made you chuckle.
Your hands touch her black sports bra, caressing over her small breasts and Ellie shivered for a moment.
It’s all you ever wanted.
All her rough and soft parts combine so good and make you feel so much, that you only want to scream.
You’ve seen Ellie in a sport bra before, at the beach or when she came from the gym, but you’ve always had this weird love for her toned forearms.
Ellie watched you with drunk looking eyes. Now she looks like the one who smoked the joint.
“I’ve imagined this before, so often it’s kinda embarrassing” she confesses.
You shake your head. “Im sure that I could keep up with it”
Your fingers started to make little circles around her nipples while you watched her face carefully, so that you wouldn’t kiss one expression.
Her eyes shut down and her brows furrow in pleasure.
For a while both of you almost fought about the control.
“Please let me take this off” she begs her hands already on your back, as she fumbles trying to get your bra open which was hard because you were moving a lot. From her neck, to her ear, to the other side.
But as soon as your breast were completely exposed, Ellie’s eyes darken and a satisfied grin appears on her mouth.
Feeling her eyes on you made your skin burn and you bury your face in your hands again growling frustrated.
“Please stop Ellie” you begged but you couldn’t help letting a little laugh coming out of your mouth.
You felt her hands on your boobs grabbing them softly, with a chuckle she starts massaging them.
“Stop What?” She mumbles, playing dumb obviously.
Her hands leave and suddenly it feels too cold without them. Ellie gently grabs your wrist and moves your hands away, so she could look at your face.
“Look at me, I won’t do anything unless you watch” she whispers.
It terrifies you for some reason. This moment and the consequences it will have.
Her head moves a bit lower to your boobs and she looks you in the eyes. You feel your emotions everywhere in your body, some are different from others.
“Here”
Ellie takes your hand and guides it too her hair.
“Hold my hair back for me” her voice sounds almost like she was in a trance, a trance she surly enjoyed.
The strings of her hair felt soft around your fingers and you decided to use both of your hands, so that no hair got into her face.
You heard a soft chuckle before she starts kissing your breast softly at first, while looking at you.
Her lips slightly brush against your already swollen nipple and you let out a loud high pitched moan.
You could feel her grin on your skin and all the embarrassment was gone.
She gently caresses over your nipple with her tongue and her fingers played with the other one.
“I really love these fuck” she whispers
The feeling in your core got worse and worse and the needy feeling was almost getting too painful.
“Ellie please I-“ her tongue flickers over you pink swollen nipple and you moan again.
“Hm?” She says completely focused on her work.
“Can you please eat me out or finger me I don’t care just please-“
the look on you face showed her how much you need it, because she immediately stopped and dropped you off her lap onto the bed.
“Yeah I can do that, didn’t know you could ever beg for something” she lets out a little giggle in her typical husky voice, while she kisses you down your body.
Your back found the wall and you changed your position, so that you could still watch her.
Her hands removed your underwear and the cold on your pussy makes you shiver.
She puts your legs over her shoulder and lays down on her stomach.
Her head lift up and she looks at you with a grin, an amused grin.
“What?” Your voice shakes a bit.
“Nothing just happy to be here”
You let out a loud laugh which died a second later, because Ellie starts to lick your clit in evil circles.
“You’re so fucking wet” she murmurs with closed eyes just saw tasting you.
Your voice got louder and louder by every move her tongue made and you could feel her enjoying every second.
“Oh my god faster Ellie please-“
Her tongue licks you faster, she couldn’t stop humming to your moans like she was feeling it too.
“You taste so good, just like I imagined”
Because of her words you got Even more turned on and you moan again, while Ellies holding you legs steady around her face.
“I’m gonna add a finger okay?”
You nodded energetic and gave off a little noise.
“Please Ellie just fuck me” you’re voice sounded like somebody else’s, way too high and way too filthy.
Ellie just chuckled and put her a finger inside your Pussy. She could feel how you’re legs tense on her cheek, as she continued too lick you’re clit.
The cruel combination made you go crazy, feeling dizzy in your head and your hips began too move on their own.
Ellie saw that as a sign too go faster as well, and her finger pushed in an out of your cunt.
“Ellie- please don’t stop”
She grins again, never imagined she would actually have you going crazy like this because of her.
“You’re getting tighter you close baby?” She teased shameless.
“Fuck- so close god-“
She adds another finger and the sudden stret made you moan and tremble at the same time.
“Come for me baby, please, make a mess on my fingers” Ellie sounded close herself and hearing her voice this desperate made you come so hard that you only saw stars for a moment.
“Oh my god- Ellie I’m gonna-!”
You came hard and ellie took everything you gave her, slurping and licking the fuck out of you.
You couldn’t stop panting for a moment, coming down from your high.
When you open your eyes Ellie was still cleaning up the mess you made, feeling her tongue on your skin.
“Okay Ellie- enough or I’m gonna cum again”
You said chuckling.
“Not my fault you taste so good holy shit” she puts her finger in her mouth.
“Ew ellie”
“Shut up I just fucked you with my mouth, you’re not allowed too judge me right now” she slides up to you and kisses your lips deeply with her tongue in your mouth, so you could taste yourself.
You kiss her back, just as eager, but the anxious thoughts won’t leave you alone.
“Um-“ you break the the kiss and Ellie whimpers slightly.
“Ellie is this just-“
“I love you.” She interrupts you, saying the words fast and it didn’t feel real for a second.
“What”
“Ive loved you for a while now I just- I’m sorry for not telling you but I was scared, god I was scared”
Her words hurt you, because you’ve felt the same way. Being too scared to tell someone how you feel is a shitty feeling.
She looks at you, but broke the eye contact immediately.
You pull her into you, kissing her cheek, her nose, her forehead, her everything.
“I also love you… that for a while as well”
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A.n: sorry this was so fucking long 😭
And please Interact with the link about helping Palestine it’s literally just one click per day!!!
Anyways I hope you liked it and if there’s anything that I’ve missed or smth pls tell me!!
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zeroxs-stuff · 28 days
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ways to help palestine|donations
(p.s: if you dont support palestine or continue to post about anything other than the genocide during strikes and/or don’t spread awareness, please don’t interact with my page.)
pairing: abby anderson x fem!reader
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Thinking about football player!abby anderson.
Football player!abby anderson who likes to show you off to her team, coming to you after every practice while you wipe her sweat off with a towel, some of her teammates even staring in a slight jealousy.
Football player!abby anderson who makes sure to give you her jersey for you to wear every time you go to her games, just so everyone knows who your cheering for.
Football player!abby anderson who makes sure to give you a deep kiss after winning her game, her lifting you up while you hook your legs around her waist as the whole stadium cheers in unison.
Football player!abby anderson who’s notoriously known for being possessive, shooting daggers with her eyes at any of the rival teams she’s competing against that might have their eyes on you; snaking a hand around your waist at after game parties just for safe measure.
Football player!abby anderson who loves it when she sees the blush on your face while she works out to prepare for her games; seeing you stare at her arms when she does pull ups or push ups.
Football player!abby anderson who is incredibly strong, and can bench 205lbs. (this is canon btw!)
Football player!abby anderson who uses her strength to her advantage by continuing to manhandle you. Doing things like constantly lifting you up during kisses, or carrying you after a long party if your heels had hurt your feet too much.
Football player!abby anderson who gets easily frustrated after a loss. She almost never loses—but whenever she does, she always blames herself despite not having fault in the loss.
Football player!abby anderson who asks if she can take her frustration out on you after those losses. Abby who pins you face down into the pillow, with your bottom half up in the air for her, making sure to fuck the living shit out of you.
Football player!abby anderson who makes sure you scream her name throughout the dorms, just so her teammates trying to take you out or get a feel of you could finally back off.
Football player!abby anderson who gives amazing aftercare. Keeping you in bed with all of your favorite pillows, and next thing you know—she brings you your favorite food and a cold glass of water for being so good for her.
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san8ny · 3 months
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"BABY, YOU MAD?"
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Warnings: Slight angst (Yall fought, aw..), Toothaching fluff, juustttttt above the cut touchiness at the end to makeup, yeah?
“Shit..”
As Ellie returned from her teaching gig at the activity center, the air between you two carried the faint residue of a morning disagreement that lingered, unspoken yet palpable. The weight of unsaid words hung in the atmosphere, casting a shadow over the usual warmth that enveloped your shared space.
Dropping her bag with a soft thud, Ellie cautiously ventured into the silence, her subtle inquiries about dinner met with deliberate disregard. The air crackled with unspoken tension as they navigated around each other, each movement and word laden with the weight of the morning's unaddressed conflict.
The space between them grew, an invisible barrier erected by unspoken hurt. Ellie's attempts at casual conversation echoed in the quiet room, met with a wall of silence from the other side. She busied herself with the evening tasks, the clinks of cutlery and papers a feeble attempt to bridge the gap, yet only accentuating the growing distance.
Their once-shared routines now felt disjointed, each gesture a reminder of the unresolved rift. Ellie's attempts to reconnect were met with a silent resistance that stretched the divide between them. In the midst of the mundane, an unspoken ache lingered—a silent plea for reconciliation, trapped within the heavy silence of their home.
Fuck
As the hours trickled by, a subtle shift occurred. Ellie's movements became slower, her attempts to engage fading into resigned acceptance of the silence that enveloped them. You found it increasingly difficult to maintain the facade of indifference, the echo of Ellie's unanswered questions haunting your thoughts.
In the hushed stillness of the evening, a gentle knock interrupted the palpable tension. Ellie stood at the guest room door, her gaze holding a silent plea, a hesitant invitation to bridge the gap. The vulnerability in her eyes mirrored 'your' own hesitance, a silent understanding passing between them.
With a hesitant exhale, youfinally acknowledged her presence. A tentative conversation began, words cautious yet laden with unspoken apologies. Slowly, the barriers began to dissolve as they navigated the minefield of their emotions, unravelling the tangled threads of misunderstanding that had woven between them.
With a soft voice laced with sincerity, Ellie began,
" Thought you'd forgive me like you always do..but you didn't- and shit, it was hard. Okay? Hard as hell ignoring you, and I thought you'd come 'round at the end, but you didn't and..and.. "
Her apology held a depth of genuine remorse, an earnest desire to mend what had been fractured between them.
As her wife turned to face her, Ellie's eyes clearly mirrored a mix of vulnerability and hope. With a gentle touch, she reached out, her hand seeking connection, a silent plea for understanding.
" -and I miss us, miss you. I can't sleep without you- fuck, I can live without you, babydoll. 'M sorry. "
Ellie confessed softly, her voice carrying the weight of unspoken emotions.
"Come back to bed, our bed."
She finally utters, gloss pooling at her forest green orbs.
With a gentle yet yearning touch, she reaches out, her hand hovering in the space between you, a silent invitation tinged with a fervent need for connection. The warmth of her touch carries an unspoken promise, an invitation to bridge the chasm that had grown between you.
"Heard you..'been hearing you every night from these damned walls. Your whines, baby. It was both painful and pleasurable. I need to make up for them.." Ellie cups your chin, tilting your head forward to meet her gaze- all while her other hand travels down the valley of your breasts until she cups your warm mound; Ellie would pray to whatever gods out there sculpted your figure- to the chubs of your hip-dips to the inner thighs she kisses every night she's lathering moisturizer onto- though she hasn't had her fill in 3 days so..
"Wanna make up for the pleasure part now.." Her warm breath fans your already heated face, the cupping of your chin now becoming painful.
The quiet hum of the room seems to echo the unspoken desires, the yearning for closeness that pulses beneath the surface. At this moment, the air feels charged with a newfound tension, a shift from silent avoidance to an unspoken acknowledgment of longing and a shared desire for reconciliation..
For sex.
Verily, it was proven Ellie could simply not abstain from you.
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"Boos and Booze.."
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Abby Anderson, your sworn enemy is hosting a party...
Slight sexual themes (??), vulgar language, drinking, WLW/Lesbian, use of Y/N, Ellie William's is your best friend.
Somewhat proof read-Probably many typos lol
Word Count: 1,419
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Abby had always been the tough and assertive type. She had a reputation for being strong-willed and sometimes, that strength manifested as bullying. One of her unfortunate targets was you.. A woman who had always been kind, compassionate, and unyielding in the face of Abby's harsh words and rough-housing.
In the halls of Jackson High, colorful slips passed from hand to hand as friends spread the buzz about an upcoming Halloween party. This particular event was no ordinary gathering; it was hosted by none other than the school's basketball superstar, Abby Anderson.
You were certain that you would not being going to some shitty party hosted by Abby Anderson.. Especially with the name "Boos and Booze.." It was so overdone there's no way it could be fun. That was until your best friend Ellie ran up to you at your locker..
"Y/N! You gonna go with me to this party? It'll be so fun!" Ellie was ecstatic about these types of things.. How could you honestly say no..?
"I'm not sure... Aren't we a bit too mature for costumes and all that?" you remarked with a hesitant chuckle, though Ellie's expression shifted towards annoyance.
"Come on, Y/N! It's all in good fun, and it's a chance to let loose. Plus, who knows? You might even catch someone's eye," Ellie teased, prompting you to playfully swat at her arm.
You rolled your eyes, exasperated. "Ellie, you're well aware that my parents would never allow me to attend one of those parties, anyway. Plus it's Abby's party.. She's bullied me since like 1st grade."
Ellie gave a resigned shrug and let out a sigh. "Well, how about this? You could tell your parents you're spending the night at my place. I'll vouch for you, Y/N."
You thought for a moment and gave in finally. "Fine, let's do it."
"Fuck yeah."
Later that evening you were scavenging around the Halloween store trying to find a flattering Halloween costume with Ellie.
"How about... a nurse?" you suggested, holding up the costume to your body. Ellie couldn't hold back a laugh as she saw the sexy nurse outfit in your hand. You rolled your eyes and took another look at it, contemplating your choice.
"Come on! If you're not going to lend a hand, Ellie, why did you even bother coming with me?"
"Okay, Okay.. Lets see..." that's when Ellie picked up the generic Angel halo, wings and some white lacy lingerie dress.. "Talk about averting eyes.."
"Hell no," you exclaimed firmly. The thought of wearing something so skimpy was out of the question. You'd prefer to go as a ghost with a simple sheet over your head any day.
"At least try it on Y/N. Please?"
You rolled your eyes playfully as Ellie followed you into the dressing room. "Fine, let's get this over with," you said with a hint of amusement.
"Let me just tie it," Ellie mumbled, grunting as she cinched the costume as tight as possible around you.
You couldn't help but be amazed at how the costume looked on you. You stood there in silence, admiring your reflection in awe. Ellie couldn't resist stealing a few glances and finally exclaimed, "Damn, Y/N."
"Let's get it." you laughed, removing the costume and cramming it back into the baggie it came in. You and Ellie laughed as you made your way to the register, where you also grabbed a ghost face mask for Ellie.
Once you got home, you had at least an hour to get ready for the party. You and Ellie decided to turn on a movie in the background as you both got ready.
"You look good Y/N, wanna get going?" Ellie laughed fixing your hair a little and slipping on her black hoodie for her lazy ghost face costume.
You shared a laugh and hopped into Ellie's car, heading towards the party. As you arrived, the sight of a massive house, covered in colorful lights and pulsating with music, greeted you. Teens were scattered around, some in the pool, others gathered by the fire pit, and many more sipping on drinks.
"Okay, Ellie... I'm starting to get a little nervous," you admitted, your voice trembling slightly.
Ellie let out a sigh and said, "Just stick with me and enjoy yourself, Y/N. I'm willing to bet Abby's off doing her own thing with those popular fuckers. You'll be just fine."
You and Ellie began to explore, grabbing a beer and catching up with friends who were also attending the party. The sensation of people's eyes on you, their gazes tracing your movements, sent a shiver of unease down your spine. The scrutiny made you feel increasingly self-conscious and nervous as the night progressed.
Later, you found yourselves settling onto a couch with Ellie and a group of her stoner friends.
Excusing yourself to use the restroom, you got up and made your way over to the line forming outside the bathroom. It was in that moment that Abby spotted you in the line of people.
Abby approached you with her arms crossed and a stern expression. "An angel, huh? Seriously?" She remarked, her gaze weighing on you.
You rolled your eyes and pulled out your phone.
"I'm talkin' to you." Abby said walking right in front of you.
"What do you want, Abby..." you mumbled, looking up at her with mix of curiosity and frustration.
"I just wanted to know what made you choose that costume, that's all. Trying to impress people.. 'tis pathetic.."
Your cheeks flushed with warmth, and your stomach somersaulted uncontrollably. You couldn't help but wonder, why?
"I didn't dress for you.. Why do you c-care.."
Abby's scent, a subtle blend of pine and musk, enveloped your senses as she drew near. She leaned in, her voice a husky whisper in your ear.
"I have to say, it's on the smaller side... but it does look good," She commented with a thoughtful tone. Abby stood so close that her hand playfully brushed against the hem of the skirt's inexpensive fabric tugging at it a bit..
"Let me find you something more suitable," Abby suggested, taking your hand and leading you up to her bedroom.
You followed her, feeling somewhat frozen, completely entranced by Abby's sultry tone and smoldering gaze.
Reaching her bedroom, you were taken aback by its huge size. The room was spacious but in a state of disarray, with clothes scattered across the floor, water bottles haphazardly placed on her desk and bedside table, and her worn jersey tossed casually on her bed.
Abby returned to you with a pair of black sweatpants and a hoodie in hand. "Put these on," she demanded, her tone assertive and cold yet her eyes rested on your cleavage and skin that was shown..
"I don't need this hoodie… or these pants," you scoffed quietly, shaking your head in resistance.
"That's a shame. At least put the hoodie on. Your tits are nearly out" Abby remarked bluntly.
"Awe you don't like it?" you teased Abby.
Abby stared down at you, her catching her breath a bit and looking away. "Just put it on.."
"Make me Abigail." You scoffed starting to walk out of her bedroom..
That's when Abby grabbed your wrist and pulled you back in.
"This is my party, Doll. Why do you have to be so stubborn?" Abby whispered huskily into your ear, her breath catching your sweet scent of perfume and hairspray, which drove her wild.
Your breath shook as you mumbled quietly being gripped by Abby on the shoulders..
"Why can't you be a good girl and put it on... hmm? Or are you worried Ellie might find out you were up here with me?" Abby teased, her laughter mixing with a playful tone as she continued to coax you.
You couldn't speak, your cheeks were in flames and your heart was beating faster than ever.
Abby flashed a cocky smirk and began to play with your baby hairs, twirling them around her finger. "It's alright... silence can be quite telling." she purred with confidence, her gaze locked onto yours.
She then inhaled the scent upon your neck, 'purring'. Her teeth were against your neck, nipping ever so slightly.
"Put it on now baby girl." Without hesitation, you slipped into the hoodie and made your way down the stairs back to Ellie on the couch still shook up by everything.
"You alright, Y/N? You look like you've seen a ghost." Ellie laughed.
"Maybe I did." You said with your cheeks still in flames...
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★ Okay Hi sorry for lack of posts, I'll try to work faster.. (˵¯͒〰¯͒˵) Happy October btw! ★
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lan1ang3lz · 2 months
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guys should i start writing fanfics…..
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abbyscenery · 4 days
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. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ dang(c)er ideas . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁
abby anderson x female character
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a/n: 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 first chapter 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒! 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾. 𝗂'𝗆 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂'𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 (𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾). 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋𝗌. <3
synopsis: 𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗒𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝗃𝗂𝗆𝖾́𝗇𝖾𝗓𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗒𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝗂𝗇 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗒.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・. .・
The most normal thing in schools is disagreements between students.
Abigail Anderson would not be exempt from this. She had one of her last training sessions before a championship sabotaged by Melissa Davis.
Better known as Mel, the theater class student discovered that the boy she has feelings for was in love with Abby.
After a sabotage between training schedules and theater rehearsals, things got worse between them. Still feeling the frustration of losing, Abby had already made up her mind.
Now it's Mel's turn to pay the price.
The day for the presentation of the theater class' new play had arrived. Abby was already frustrated to discover that her rival was not the protagonist, her plans might not shake Mel as much as she would like.
Very well hidden, she managed to enter the dressing room. Mel's costume was coming apart little by little, before Abby heard noises and bolted out of there like lightning.
She sat in the last row, one of the emptiest, to watch her trick unfold.
She just didn't imagine that her sabotaging would be directed to another person. The protagonist of the play, Celine Alvarez, played ‘Satine’ from ‘Moulin Rouge.’
In tears trying to hold the fabrics with her bra exposed, Celine was removed from the stage with the others.
The lights turned on and murmurs were heard. Almost managing to escape with her hand on the doorknob, she froze in place with the only thing that could be heard.
“Abigail Anderson! You can stop right there!”
Every head in the audience turned towards her. She waited outside the auditorium until Mrs. Jessica took her to the principal Miller’s office.
“You’re lucky my brother is enjoying his honeymoon, he wouldn’t be this nice.”
“I understand…”
“Mrs. Jessica came into my office practically in tears. All the effort and dedication she had with the class, and it all ends suddenly due to some revenge? We don't know if the attack was directed at Mel, but I guarantee that everyone there felt sorry for Celine. That's what Mrs. Jessica told me.”
“But Mr. Miller, it wasn’t like that! I can explain…”
“We have already decided what your punishment will be.” Mrs. Jessica interrupts.
“Since Miss. Odette is in need, you will be an assistant in the dance class for the rest of the semester.”
“You must be joking…” She leans back in her chair, sighing and looking down.
“What did you just say?”
“Nothing. When do I start?”
“Next week, Miss. Odette will explain everything to you, now go.”
Feeling like she might explode at any moment, Abby decided to go to her place of comfort. She trained for a while until her coach cleaned his throat behind her.
“I know it's you just from how loud the serve is.” Frank says while smiling. “What’s up, Abbs? Why are you still here?”
“Didn't you see what I did?” She stops abruptly and stands still, with a deep frown of resentment.
“Yeah, everyone did. There's not much to do now.”
“I'm afraid I won't be able to show up for training.” She turns back, crossing her arms.
“What do you mean?” He asks with concern.
“Those damn dance classes are during training hours, okay?! I'll be forced to help those people because of what I did.”
“Why are you worrying? The team will still be here for you, I’ll be here as well.”
“My routine will change and... I feel like…”
Frank could feel what was coming.
“Come here...” He hugs Abby out of paternal instinct.
Since her first day on the team, Frank has always been a very important figure for her.
“Now go, you can take out your anger on the training. I'll leave the key with you, don’t stay too late. Good night, kiddo.”
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The Music
An Ellie Williams x reader fanfiction
in which the reader is in love with her roommate includes : modern!ellie musician!ellie, composer!ellie, roommate!ellie, best friend!ellie, romantic/soft!ellie, angst, fluff, let me know if i missed anything. this is my first post so be nice
The soft, dampened sounds of Ellie’s work and thoughts being played through the small piano drifted in the air all that sunny, late-winter afternoon, wafting through the air, towards your door, and out the open window, to be replaced by a chilly breeze.
Ellie’s music was nothing new. She was constantly making something, working long term on musical projects and creations. It seemed as if she formed a bond with each one, never truly leaving them behind, while simultaneously falling in love with another of its kind.
And you listened. You grew and lived with each piece she made. Every day, the things Ellie created became more and more perfect, more and more enhanced and beautiful. You fell in love with the sounds, each of them outlining stories of experiences you shared with Ellie, the soundtracks to certain chapters yours and Ellie’s novel.
That certain day was one that was specifically tied with a song. Ellie’s current piece was unnamed as of yet, but you remembered it as one that was to be played warm and soft, while the harmonies danced around with each other in a way that created a beautiful friction— like of that between butter and toast.
You got up from your position of study to go out to get a snack, but also as an excuse to get closer to the blissful noises. As you walked out, you saw Ellie, somewhat disheveled; hair tied back but still messy, sleeves rolled up, glasses slipping down her nose. Yet, the closer your eyes got to the piano, the more peaceful the scene became: her arms moving and swaying along with the sway of the music, and closer yet, her fingers connecting with the music, in perfect harmony with the very things they were making.
As you opened the fridge, you heard the soft sounds of Ellie's playing stop, almost to your disappointment. "Hey," you heard her voice from where she sat. She sighed a small, tired sigh and asked, "How's your studying going?"
"Uh, fine, I guess. Really boring, though. What about, uh, that piece? It sounds really beautiful." Your awkward disposition only further cut off your ability to convey to Ellie how you truly felt towards her music.
"Uh, I don't know. Something isn't sitting right with me about it yet, but I can't figure out what it is." Ellie looked at you, her beautiful green eyes brewing up a request, sending a grin onto her face. She cocked her head, motioning for you to sit next to her on the small piano bench. "I think I might just need a fresh set of ears on it."
You took a spot next to Ellie, your right leg lightly toucher her left, and when Ellie was settled and ready, she began to play.
It was the same song as before, but an entirely different experience. The music seemed to be so much closer. In fact, it seemed not only to be embracing you, but even flowing into you as the vibrations of each note, soft and connected and warm. Ellie truly created a world with her music, and she had transported you into it.
By the time the piece was over, you knew you had to leave the magical world you had enjoyed so deeply, and give Ellie the advice she had asked for in the first place.
Luckily, even in your dreamy state, your mind was still able to be analytical about the music Ellie had played.
"It's the time signature," you said, pointing at the music. "You have it written in 4/4, but you're playing it in threes, so you gotta switch it to 9/8. That's why the downbeats are so fucked up."
This was when you got to see Ellies thinking process, through her facial expressions. At first she looked intently at her music with furrowed eyebrows, and then realization flashed across her face and she moved swiftly, changing the things that needed to be fixed. Once her process was over, she looked at me and smiled.
"That was exactly it," she smacked the side of your leg light-heartedly. You knew she was oblivious to the experience she had just given you. She stood up and stretched, groaning a tired groan.
You looked up at Ellie, admired at how she could produce something so beautiful so nonchalantly. "It really does sound beautiful," you said, standing up and gazing into Ellie's eyes. She met yours as well, matching you in meaning and intent. "How do you do it?" You ask.
She giggled and plopped onto the couch. "What are you talking about," she said with a grin and skeptical gaze.
"You know what you do." You try your best to shield your thoughts from how in love with her, and everything she did, you were.
"If you're talking about my music, uh.... I don't even know. It's a gift that I'm glad to have, though. It's like I just sit down with an idea-- like sometimes I look at a picture, or just sit by the piano after a nature walk-- and my thoughts just flow out through the music."
The two of you just sat for a moment until a question popped in your head. "What inspired this piece?"
A very light shade of pink flashed on Ellies face, but she brought out her phone and opened the photos app. She pulled up a picture of a sunset shining through a window, silhouetting a girl who looked down at the work in front of her. And that girl was- you...
You looked into her eyes and she only smiled back, looking just as deeply into yours, your faces hardly inches apart. The only way to interpret how you felt in that moment seemed through the music Ellie had played not too long ago.
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lynnielovestlou · 8 days
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I haven’t seen or read any sleeping with Ellie or Abby headcons and you’re such a lovely writer!!! I wanted to ask if you can write something like that maybe?
i'm gonna give you both because i'm in a good mood today!!! also thank you for the compliment i love you
masterlist nsfw!!
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having sex with abby!!!
ꕤ₊˚ i've said this in sooo many of my fanfics, but abby is the most gentle person ever. in contrast to her large build and huge muscles (and ability to manhandle you however she pleases) she's such a softie. she's such a soft!dom and nobody can change my mind on this. she's never rough with you unless you blatantly ask her to be, but she much rather prefers slow and gentle sex and just taking her time with you.
ꕤ₊˚ abby is also big on toys!!! there, i said it. she buys/finds all these weird things to use on you in bed because it's such a turn on for her. yes, she does like seeing you get off on her fingers or her mouth or anything else, but she much rather prefers to use a strap or a dildo or a vibrator or something because she thinks you're just so damn pretty like that.
ꕤ₊˚ abby is definitely a whimperer. like, this girl is quiet because she much rather would like to hear you instead of herself. so she'll muffle her pretty moans s just so she can hear yours.
ꕤ₊˚ abby is big on kissing during sex (unlike ellie, but i'll get to that in a second) she likes kissing your lips, your cheek, your forehead, your hairline, your neck, behind your ear, your collarbone, your titties (and when you choose doggy, she'd kiss your bum cheeks every once in a while)
ꕤ₊˚ that's another thing. abby is an ass girl! even when you're not having sex, her hand will be in your back pocket. she'll pinch your booty as you walk by her sometimes, and she can't resist spanking you when she sees you bent over getting clothes out of the dryer or taking food out of the oven.
ꕤ₊˚ abby likes to put you in a ton of crazy positions. she likes doggy, when you're bouncing on her lap, literally anything but basic ol' missonary
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having sex with ellie!!!
ꕤ₊˚ unlike abby, ellie prefers skin-on-skin. it's way more intimate to her, and she can feel you better when you're coming on her hand, her mouth, or even her thigh. that's why she loves taking baths or showers with you, so she can feel every curve and every inch of your body. she'll use her strap SOMETIMES but she prefers to be able to feel you on herself and not on some plastic dick. she loves tribbing with you, for this exact reason.
ꕤ₊˚ even though she likes the intimacy of being skin-on-skin with you, she likes to pound tf out of you. she'd never hurt you intentionally, obviously, but she loves hearing your moans grow loud. plus, ellie has a thing for making you squirt. she was slam into you until the sheets are soaked or you pass out. she's not aggressive, but she definitely likes it rough at least a little bit.
ꕤ₊˚ unlike abby, ellie likes to use names on you during sex. like "whore" or "slut", but she'll apologize once it's all over to tell you she doesn't really mean it. when you ask her to go more gentle, she'll call you things like "honey" "baby" or "beautiful." depending on the way that y'all are fucking, she'll use different names.
ꕤ₊˚ ellie doesn't like kissing you during sex!!! it's not that she's opposed to it, per se, but she would much rather take eye contact with you over kissing you. she likes the idea of watching your face as she fucks you so good, knowing that nobody compares to her. she'll cradle your head, her elbows propped up on the bed on both sides of your ears. your legs are wrapped around her hips as her pelvis snaps into yours, and she's just holding your face, pressing and occasional kiss to your hairline. ugh, i need her so bad.
ꕤ₊˚ tbh i dont think ellie has that many kinks, but she definitely likes to get high before a nice fuck. the two of you will spend half and hour or so just rolling joints and smoking, etc. until eventually she beckons you to sit on her lap and you'll grind on her thigh n everything. until eventually you both just give in and she'll fuck the life out of you.
ꕤ₊˚ ellie is the queen of aftercare. even though abby is also very good at it, ellie takes it very seriously. she'll clean you up and shower you with kisses. and then she'll put some of your clothes in the dryer to warm them up a little bit before dressing you herself. she's so sweet :').
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sugarfaiire · 4 months
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⋆𐙚₊ tea for two .
ー ellie takes you on a picnic-date by the lake .
ー wc - 1.3k (not proofread!)
ー pairing - lovegirl!ellie + fem!reader
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ellie and you walked down a winding gravel path, hand in hand. she’d been leading you down this route for what felt like forever, but every time you voiced your doubts she reassured you that the surprise she had in store for you was worth the wait.
as you turned a particularly bushy shrub, the dense thicket around you cleared to reveal a luscious scene. a lake so clear you could see the koi that swam below, cattails and lily pads coating the water. a lush bed of flowers surrounding a small dirt patch, covered by a picnic blanket. in the small circle lay a teddy bear ordained with a small pink bow, a large picnic basket with a ribbon wrapped around the handle and an envelope which held a red paper heart.
your mouth gaped wider and wider as the scene continued to reveal itself, and ellie couldn’t help but feel proud of herself, knowing her hard work had paid off.
“ellie.. i— it’s..” you couldn’t seem to put into words the overwhelming feelings of astonishment and joy at the pleasantry. so, you walked over to ellie instead and hugged her tight, your arms pulling her waist closer and closer into you.
you two stood there for a while, wrapped in each other. ellie didn’t need your words, your compliments or your thanks. she just needed your love. her arms reciprocated the hug and almost crushed you with their strength. you tapped ellie’s back, wheezing. “alright, alright.”
you pulled away from ellie, and let her lead you by your arm onto the blanket. you
sat awkwardly, not knowing what to say or do. you looked up at her, waiting expectantly for her to spark up a conversation or explain the gifts. “what are you waiting for? open the envelope!” ellie giggled like a teenage girl. she handed you the letter excitedly and watched as you opened it.
after you removed the heart seal, the letter opened to reveal a pop up card that expanded longer and longer as it opened itself. as you stopped to skim some of the pages, you noticed a few dates at the top. the whole letter was a mini compilation of ellie’s journal entries about you, addressed to you, or concerning you. some sappier than others.
“is it too much?” ellie looked nervous. she twiddled with the silver locket that hung around her neck. you’d gotten it for her as an anniversary present, and she almost never took it off. she watched as you skimmed through a few more pages, waiting hesitantly for an answer from you.
“elllieeee.. this is so adorable.” you pointed to one of the pages adorned with a sketch of you. “how am i supposed to one up this?” you jeered, giving ellie a playful nudge to her arm. she took your face and cupped your cheek in her hand. “‘ts simple,” she leaned in closer, your nose brushing against hers. “you don’t.”
ellie gave you a deep kiss, her carmex covered lips pressed against yours. you felt her fingers trickling down your neck, pulling you closer. she left kisses trailing down to your collarbone, and started to kiss down there as well. you pushed her away before her sly hands slipped under you shirt like they always did. she looked at you with sorrow in her eyes, as if you had just shot her in her leg or something. she was still dazed from the kiss.
“your not slick, williams. time ‘n place, remember?” you raised an eyebrow at ellie, which happened to snap her back into reality. “yeah, sorry..” she laughed it off before reaching behind you for the picnic basket.
“i totally forgot about that,” ellie handed you the basket, leaving it in your lap. “what’s inside of this thing anyways?” she looked at you with straight sarcasm. “hmmm, i y wonder how we can find out what’s inside of the picnic basket.. maybe open it? just a suggestion!”
ellie was always quick with her little side remarks, and you were quicker to give her that death glare. nobody could shut her up faster than you.
you lifted the baskets cover to reveal a variety of your favorite snacks, a rilakkuma keychain, and a small paper flower bouquet. “damn.. i really can’t outdo this one williams.” a few snacks included a ramune, bakery brownies, fruit snacks, chips and some grapes & cherries. you took out a handful of grapes and stood up.
“where are you going?”
“to feed the ducks, duh..” you rolled your eyes at ellie before trotting off to the lake.
“wait!—” ellie quickly got up and stumbled after you, shuffling something in her back pocket. “wait for me!”
by the time ellie caught up, you were down to your last few grapes already. “these ducks are greedy.” “you walk way too fast..” ellie heaved, still holding her stomach from running. she sat by the lakes shore, her legs dangling over the ledge. “hey, pass me some of those?” you handed ellie the last few grapes, sitting down beside her right after. “there’s only two left but go crazy i guess.”
“watch, i could totally get both of these in at the same time.”
“yeah, okay baller. shoot your shot.” ellie wound up her arm and rolled up her sleeve. that girl couldn’t throw to save her life, but you thought you’d entertain her.
“okay, watch.” she chucked both of the grapes at the ducks, hitting one of them in the beak and the other on its backside. you let out a giggle as the ducks swam away.
“it was the wind. i’m an amazing throw!”
“yeah, keep dreaming.”
“but i am!” you got up and extended your hand for ellie to come up. you led her back to the picnic spot, and sat criss-cross applesauce. ellie laid her head on your lap, and let you stroke her auburn hair.
you let your cheek brush against her freckled skin, her eyes meeting yours every once in a while.
“when we get back, your going DOWN.” ellie balled her hand into a fist.
“is that a threat?” you gave ellie a raised eyebrow, surprised by her audacity.
“not like that.. ’m still mad about the kiss.” she turned her head to look at the sun. it was slowly coming down on the horizon.
how time flies when your with people you love..
“hey,” ellie turned her head to look up at you. “i’ve got a very very serious question for you, alright?” she got up and stared at you dead in the eye. “are you breaking up with me?..” “what? no no no no, just..” ellie got on one knee. your eyes opened wide and you began to tear up. mainly because you guys had only been dating for 4 months and you were definitely not ready to be moving this fast, but also because you were considering actually going ahead and committing to her.
“you make me feel, so special and so loved and.. i think it’s time.” ellie reached into her back pocket and pulled out a pink heart ring. it wasn’t fancy or anything, but just looking at it made you feel special. “do you promise to never break my heart?” ellie looked at you expectantly.
“did you plan this?”
“please, just answer the question.”
“..”
“oh.” ellie looked defeated.
“sorry els, i’m just not looking to get married or anything like that..”
“what?” ellie looked at you like you were speaking a foreign language.
“that doesn’t mean i don’t love you it’s jus—” “hold on.” ellie started chuckling.
“what’s so funny?” you were so confused. “this is a promise ring.”
“ooohhh…” ellie let out the fattest laugh.
“well uhm..” you cleared your throat. “quick— ask the question again before the sun sets any further.”
“okay, do you promise to never break my heart?” ellie said as she held both of your hands. “yes.”
“do you promise to always be there for me?” “absolutely.”
“do you promise to love me forever and always?” “mhm.”
ellie slipped the ring onto your finger and stood up. she pulled you close and gave you a warm, long kiss.
“i love you.” she said as she pulled away.
“i love you too.”
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title: forbidden love. (part 1)
pairings: knight!ellie williams x female!reader
word count: 1268
plot: ellie is one of the best knights in the whole kingdom, the first female one as well. you, the perfect princess. your mother has no clue you have a crush on ellie. but, your marriage is assigned. you couldn't get what you wanted.
warnings: swearing, a little bit of angst
a/n: new series most likely, part 2 will have more angst and serious topics. part 1 is just a quick summary of the story.
part 2 & part 3
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sitting in your gorgeous bedroom, you write in your pink journal. ellie recently went out for patrol. you two were really good friends. there's nothing wrong with a knight being friends with royalty. unless, one has feelings for the other. that was your problem, you really liked ellie. of course, she didn't know. you didn't plan on telling her because you knew you'd have to marry a prince soon. it didn't matter if you wanted to or not. you had to carry on the royal tradition, whether you liked it or not.
your journal contained many writings of ellie, royal duties, family, etc. but mostly, ellie. ellie was on your mind 24\7.
without a warning, you hear the door open.
speak of the devil.
"fuuuuuck.." ellie groans while swinging her arms around in frustration.
before you look over at ellie, you sneakily put your journal in your drawer in your nightstand. you look at ellie, she seemed annoyed.
"what's wrong?" you ask, you pout a little. turning around on your bed, still sitting on it and look at her.
"i keep fucking up my aim with my bows." she crosses her arms and puckers her lips. "it's so damn annoying," she pauses and walks over to the bed, she looks right into your eyes. "i just want to be perfect."
those words hit you straight in the heart. hearing ellie say that broke your heart, because you thought she was perfect even if she was doing her best. "you are perfect." you hear ellie chuckle a bit. "nah, you're perfect." she smiles at you. "you're the definition of perfection."
you blush a tad from her response, smiling as well. "heh, thanks.." it was silent for a bit, you two just smiled at each other.
"um, so.. have you found your prince in shining armor?" she chuckles, slightly nudging your arm jokingly.
my prince? ha, in shining armor. ellie was in shining armor, but she was no prince. i had to marry royalty.
"oh, yes. my mother arranged me with someone." you sad. ellie makes that confusing face, she tilts her head.
"arranged?" she taps her foot. "your mom- the queen, arranged you with someone?" she walks towards you, she holds your hand.
you look down at ellie's hand holding yours, it made you heat up.
"have you even met him?" she scoffs slightly.
no, i haven't. but it's not like i even have a choice. i'll have to marry him one way or another.
"no.." you sigh. "it's fine. this is how it's supposed to work in royalty-"
ellie interrupts me, she seemed a bit more angry than usual.
"it doesn't matter! you should be able to choose who you want to spend the rest of your life with.. not just some random ass prince." ellie grips my hand even tighter.
she was right. i should be able to choose who i love. but what if i told my mother? imagine her reaction. what would be even worse if she knew you liked a girl, ellie to be specific. she would kill you. (not literally of course)
"well-"
a knock on your door occurs from nowhere. you pull your hand away from ellies and walk to the door, as you open it you see your mother.
fuck me. you thought.
"dear, what is ms. williams doing in your room? she's supposed to be doing watch duty." your mother looks down at you, then turns her face to ellie.
"oh, shit." ellie mumbles. "i'm sorry your majesty. i'll get right to that now." ellie quickly walks out the room, you hear her armor clash on one another. you tilt your head when you look at your mother.
"you should be in your dress. you have to sit on the throne with your father."
you moan in complaint.
"seriously? but i thought it was blair's turn-" your mother scoffs from you mentioning your older sister.
"no buts. get dressed, now."
your mother leaves your room, you shut the door and go into your walk in closet.
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it's been a couple of hours, you sat on the throne with your father as you greet citizens from afar. but the only thing you could really think of was ellie. ellie was your spark. she made you smile more than your own mother makes you smile. she was basically your soul. unfortunately, you'll never find out if she feels the same.
knowing that you'd have to marry some random prince soon, made you ick. you didn't even know if you like boys in the way, the only female you've ever liked was ellie and to be truly honest, your crush on ellie wasn't ending any time soon. maybe, she really is your soulmate? or maybe it's all just a fairytale dream. fairytale or not, you loved her.
eventually, throne duty was over. you walked down the halls and making your way to ellie's room.
her room was at the very end of the castle, which was a lot of walking. all the special knights had their own small room in the castle. once you make it you knock on the door, you look down at the door knob turn and see ellie opening it.
"hey." she smiles at you, she looks at your dress. "dressed to impress, huh?" she giggles.
"yea, i guess.." you giggle as well, you smile. "may i come in?"
ellie nods, she steps out of the way. "of course, princess." you walk into ellie's room. it was small and cozy. she had a few posters on the wall of different bands, some comics on her shelf and two on her nightstand. then a small area with photos of her and a few of her friends, including you. her sword was on hanged on the wall same with her armor. you saw some of her artwork in a secluded area in the room.
"your room just keeps getting cuter." you chuckle, sitting on the edge of the bed.
ellie looks at your dress one more time, she smiles and walks towards you. "do you want something else to wear? you look sort of uncomfortable in that." she looks right into your eyes.
"i mean.. sure, i don't mind." you begin to get up from the bed. "i can go to my room and-" ellie pushes you back down on the bed, laughing.
"no, no. you can wear my clothes." she smiles at you.
wear her clothes? oh god, imagine the smell. it would smell just like her.
"oh, okay!" you seemed quite excited to do that.
ellie goes to her closet and finds an oversized shirt and some shorts. she walks towards you, handing you the clothes.
"here." she smiles.
you take the clothes, you look at Ellie. "could you help me unzip the back of my dress?"
she nods, you stand up and turn around. you feel ellie's cold hands on your back, unzipping the dress slowly.
once she was done, you begin to undress but see ellie is still looking. "could you-" she laughs, she turns around.
"i know, I know." Ellie smiles, you undress and take your dress off.
once you put on the clothes, Ellie turns back around. she gets on her bed and takes a comic book from her nightstand. she motions you to sit next to her.
you'll be so close to her. should you really do this?
you walk over to the bed, crawling on. you sit down on the bed close to Ellie. Ellie opens the comic and smiles at you.
"wanna read with me?" she smiles at you.
"yea."
╰┈➤ end of part 1
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CEO!Abby always makes me think of Milf!Abby???? I am melting????
Buuuut, and hear me out…
Older!Milf!Reader × Younger!Abby 👀👀 (nothing's changed about Abby's age except reader is the one that's older for once)
†⠀❝ HEART TO HEART ❞ ✶ ABBY ANDERSON !
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"YOUNGER!ABBY HEADCANNONS"
★⠀warning y disclaimers — eighteen+, milf!reader, abby is early twenties, wlw content, poc!friendly, mommy!kink, nsfw content, fem!reader, sub!abby, dom!reader, age gap but vague, young!abby, older!reader, nipple play, reader is a mom.
RAYNE RAMBLES ★ omg babe ur onto something. this concept is making me weak. god, like seriously fucking weak. i'd do anything for her.
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younger!abby who has an admiration for older women, especially when she meets you. she meets you in a floral shop of all the gayest places.
younger!abby who is absolutely smitten when she lays her blue-grey eyes on you and your adorable daughter for the first time.
younger!abby who is unbelieveably timid and wishes to speak with you but doesn't know if she's really brave enough to approach someone as beautiful as you.
younger!abby whose heart drops into her stomach when your sweet daughter comes up to her.
younger!abby who blushes so deeply when your daughter introduces herself as she cames up to you. the dahlia sitting delicate in her small, soft fingers.
She offers up the exquisite flower up to Abby and she wonders how long it'll take before you find your curious daughter roaming around the shop. For now, she takes the moment with the bright eyed toddler who couldn't be more than five.
"My mommy always says pretty girls deserve flowers, and you're the prettiest."
younger!abby who smiles as she thanks her and she wonders how so much courage is packed inside such a tiny body.
Abby kneels down so she's eye level with the sweet kid and tells her gently, "I just can't accept it. Your mommy is right - pretty girls do deserve flowers. But today? It should go to the prettiest and the sweetest girl. No question at all who that is."
younger!abby who laughs as your daughter agrees holding the flower tightly to her chest
younger!abby who is distracted with your daughter as she takes abby around the shop, explaining each and every flower as they pass it.
younger!abby who fumbles over her words as you come up to her, your daughter who all but leaps into the security of your arms.
younger!abby who squirms under your eyes as your eyes meet hers.
younger!abby who can't help but let her eyes fall to your breasts before back to your eyes.
younger!abby who knows she's been caught when she catches a smirk falling on plump lips.
younger!abby who knows she wants nothing more than to feel those lips on every inch of her body.
younger!abby who just about dies when you ask her for you number.
younger!abby who can't help be charmed by someone who appears older than her.
younger!abby who feels like she's going to shit her pants on her first date with you.
younger!abby who can't help the shocked expression on her face when she sees you, lost for words at how struck she is.
younger!abby who revels in the acceptance you give her when she offers up a bouquet of flowers to you, from the shop the two of you met.
younger!abby who blushes when you take her hand in yours, leading her through your home.
younger!abby who turns the brightest shade of red you've ever seen when your fingers trace pretty lines into her bicep.
younger!abby who can't stop looking at your tits like some lust crazed teenager.
younger!abby who is getting closer to closer you the more wine she drinks.
younger!abby who loses it when you place both of your hands on her meaty thighs.
younger!abby who is whimpering when you push your arms closer together and she thinks they might just spill over, just for her eyes to see.
"For as strong as you look, you sure are whining like a bitch in heat." Your lips kissing just beneath her ear, before playfully biting her neck.
younger!abby who is relieved just because she's stands at six feet, with definied muscles, she's not expected to be the dominate one.
younger!abby who looks up at you as you straddle her, top discarded and those perfect tits on display for her.
younger!abby who is practically drooling over the sight in front of her.
younger!abby who doesn't waste anymore time and she takes your nipple in her mouth as she plays with the other.
younger!abby who grinds her hips up into yours when you tug on her braid.
"You like that, baby? You want mommy to pull on your pretty little braid?" In return, you move your hips against hers and Abby swears she's gone to heaven through you. "Tell me how good it feels. Does that pretty little cunt of yours like sucking on mommy's tits?"
younger!abby is so caught up in you, she missed your hand unbuttoning her slacks.
younger!abby who moans as your fingers smooth over her slit, feeling how wet she is for you.
younger!abby who pathetically whimpers when thumb finds her clit.
younger!abby who can't find the words to reply, not when you're making her feel this good.
younger!abby who is putty in your hands as you bends her in just the way you crave.
younger!abby who can't help but feel lucky she was in that floral shop on a sunday afternoon.
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Just A Date - Joel Miller (Post-Outbreak)
Part of the LadyBess Valentine's special! 8 Characters; 8 Dates 💜
Joel Miller x GN!Reader Mature/18+ (Minors DNI Please✨) WC: 2.6k Notable Tags: Post-Outbreak Joel, Life in Jackson, First Dates, First Kiss, First Date Nerves, Joel being a bit of a wreck, Cinema Date, References to Death, References to Tess, References to Sarah, References to Ellie, Slight Age Gap (Joel late 50s, reader mid 40s), Fluff in the snow (you'll see what I mean).
I ran a poll on my Twitter (@/this15theway) to decide which version of Joel I should write for, and post-outbreak Joel won! It was very close to being a 50/50 split though, so perhaps that tells me y’all also wouldn’t mind more pre-outbreak Joel. Watch this space…
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Next up, Joel! Now, like Jack, I feel we need a bit of clarification here. Joel goes through some shit in his life, which undoubtably would change how he’d view valentine’s day. The man who lived before the outbreak is a far cry from who we see in the events of TLOU, twenty years after the world ended. As such, any traditions he used to have before the outbreak would likely be vastly different to life after.
So, how does Valentine's day look like for Mr. Miller in Jackson? Let's see, shall we?
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Joel had never imagined he’d celebrate another valentines again. When the world ended, and Sarah died with it, for so long there wasn’t a single bright day in his life. The first five years of the outbreak went by in a bit of a blur, the rage and anger towards the world taking over and clouding his vision.
When the smoke eventually started to clear, dating was still not something Joel had thought about. He’d had the occasional hook-up here and there within the QZ, but nothing substantial. Not until Tess, anyway.
But with Tess dead, left behind as a sacrifice to get Joel on the road with Ellie, that loneliness had seeped back in. Travelling cross-country with a girl you consider your own kin, fighting off raiders and infected, hardly gave him much time to dwell on this state of being, though. It wasn’t until the two of them found safety in Jackson that Joel relaxed enough to think about it.
A year after settling into town, he met you. Jackson grew with each passing month, and slowly but surely the town was becoming the size of a small city. The commune still worked well though, but the expanse did make it so that it was no longer a small community where everyone knew everybody.
You’d arrived with a small group a couple of months ago, and had quickly settled in across town from Joel. Maria and Tommy had put you in charge of working in the stables, your experience with animals coming in handy in an area that relied so heavily on going out hunting on horseback and handling livestock. It was one afternoon where Joel was to accompany Tommy on patrol outside the gate, and in need of a horse, that he met you.
He’d been enamoured with you immediately, and almost to the point where it surprised him just how quickly you had seeped into his mind. The way you smiled, your laugh, and how gentle your demeanour was. Joel had plenty of experience with horses by now, having used one to travel most the way to Jackson from Boston, so he knew the kind of approach one had to have with animals. The fact it came naturally to you set off butterflies in his stomach for the first time in years.
Tommy had, of course, teased his older brother about this crush relentlessly. But deep down, he was happy to see Joel starting to open up. His brother had never been one to be overly emotional, but since the two of them reunited last year, he could tell there had been a huge shift in Joel. No longer did he show much emotion, preferring to just remain a hard outer shell that nobody seemed to be able to penetrate. Nobody except you, that was.
“Why not ask them out?” Tommy asked, “They’re single!”.
“Oh, and do what? It’s the end of the world, Tommy. People don’t…date. Do they?” he’d asked, drawing laughter from his younger brother.
“Joel, how the hell do you think Maria and I got it on?” he said, laughing to himself as the two brothers rode around the perimeter of Jackson. “You gotta drop this whole ‘end of the world’ narrative, Joel. Sure, life ain’t what it was, but you’ve been here a year now. Surely you can see that there can be some kind of normality?”.
He had a point. Jackson had established schools, libraries, shops, and salons, as well as the more “practical” industries like farming and rearing livestock. The town had set itself apart from most post-outbreak settlements in that it did actually function like a proper city. Communism or not, it certainly worked well.
“Alright, you might have a point,” Joel admitted.
“I know I do, brother. Come on, just ask them! I’m fairly sure they’re as smitten with you as you are with them,” Tommy teased, and Joel’s face lit up.
“Really?” he asked, and Tommy nodded.
“So the word on the street says. ‘The word’ being that of Maria, so I’d say that’s pretty trustworthy,” he chuckled. “Promise you’ll ask them when we get back?”.
Joel sighed, but the more he thought about it the giddier he got. It was a feeling he was most unfamiliar with, but the fact he did feel it again was surely something he could take as being a promising sign. He always looked forward to your conversations, and each time he went he yearned for a reason to make them last longer.
“Alright, I promise,” he said. “But you gotta help me out. I haven’t dated in…fuck,” he laughed, “Twenty-five years!”.
The two brothers laughed with one another as they completed the last of their patrol, still chuckling as the gates opened for them both on their return.
“Brother, I think you need all the help you can get then! I tell you what, suggest this. The 14th is in two days – there were plans to show a film in the town hall that evening. Nothing too out there, and keeping it family friendly, but it would be a good ice breaker date?” he suggested.
Joel nodded as the two men headed towards the stables, trying his best to ignore the thudding feeling in his chest where his heart was almost trying to escape from nervousness. Any kind of date felt like a terrifying concept at the moment, but Tommy was right. It would be perfect.
“Alright, you got a deal,” he’d said, and the two of them dismounted the horses as they headed to the stables. Sucking in some air, Joel had prepared exactly what to say to you. Now he just had to do it…
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Much to his surprise (and delight), you’d agreed to the date. But really, how could you have said no? You’d been carrying round your crush on the older of the Miller brother’s for a few weeks, but never had the chance to actually speak with him enough to broach the idea of a date. The day Tommy brought him over to the stable felt like all your Christmas’ came at once, and Joel was everything you hoped he would be. Quiet, and definitely reserved; but it was clear that under the hardened shell he built around himself was a kind, sweet man. You just hoped you’d see more of him.
Saying yes to this date was the easiest decision in the world. Now, on the night in question, you’d patiently waited outside the town hall for Joel to arrive. He’d been a little late, but with only so many films to continually have on show here in Jackson, it’s not like you were missing much.
You smiled wide as Joel headed over towards you, a slight skip in his step. He was bundled up in his signature thick brown jacket, the fastenings pulled across his broad chest to fight off the cold snap that had descended around Jackson lately. Snow lay on the ground, littering the streets and coating the tops of houses, and if you had to guess by the appearance of the clouds above there would surely be another downpour of it tonight.
“Hey,” Joel said, greeting you with a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye that mirrored your own. It warmed you deep inside to see a man usually so stoic and closed off actually appear happy – and it was made even more sweet by the fact that it was because of you he felt such a way.
“Hi,” you said, “You made it!”.
Joel chuckled, shaking his head slightly.
“Yeah, I’m sorry about bein’ a little late. Ellie needed my help with something before I headed out, and, well- I just can’t say no to that kid,” Joel said.
You chuckled, instinctively moving a little closer to Joel to link your arm around his. You’d seen how he was with Ellie, and had heard the stories of Joel with Sarah before the outbreak. Even though you never knew Sarah, and only really observed him acting parental towards Ellie from afar, it made you happy to see Joel settle into that role of being a parent again. The end of the world had taken so much from so many people – you found you didn’t have to know people intimately to still find comfort in others having some sense of normalcy back. You wished everyone had that chance.
“It’s alright, the film has only just started. Shall we?” you said, and Joel nodded. He reached over and covered your hand that sat on his arm with his, his woollen glove warming your bare fingers. Smiling back, you turned towards the door to the town hall and wandered inside.
The film was only about ten minutes in by the time you entered and sat down. The hall had filled up nicely for the evening, as it usually did on film nights. All the children who lived in Jackson sat up front, intently glued to the screen, and you chuckled to yourself as you remember being exactly the same way back when as a kid. Your parents always fussed about you getting ‘square eyes’ on account of sitting too close to the VCR TV in the lounge, which was always a strange concept to explain to the kids of Jackson. You often wondered what your parents would be most worried about in this modern world now. Often you were glad they didn’t live long enough to even experience the outbreak.
You and Joel snuck in towards the back where there were a few free seats. It was still a little chilly in the hall, in spite of how many people were present, so you opted to keep your coats on for the time being. You’d released your hold on Joel’s arm once you sat down, but the two of you kept your distance close to one another. The little taps of his knee against yours sent little butterflies through you and suddenly you felt like a teenager all over again, sneaking out at night to go watch a film with a guy your mother definitely didn’t approve of.
Throughout the whole time the two of you sat with one another you couldn’t fight the giddiness that surged through you – for so long you’d been alone, just as Joel had. Sure, you’d been surrounded by folk for years; there was always safety in numbers. But having someone to call your own, your partner, your lover…that was still an alien concept. Even if tonight came to nothing, it was nice that you’d taken a step towards living again.
About half an hour through, Joel began to get restless. He was enjoying himself, yes, but he had a newfound urge to sit and get to know you. Not something which could be so easily done during a film, where silence was required. It was a desire he hadn’t had with anyone for so long that he didn’t want to risk chickening out of this, so he opted to take advantage of this.
“Do you wanna go for a walk?” he asked lowly, whispering into your ear. You smiled up at him, nodding. You felt a warmth in the palm of your hand as Joel’s fingers softly interlocked with yours, tightening their grip slightly, and then leading you out the door of the hall.
Once outside, you felt a wave of relief wash over you. As much as you loved the film nights put on in the hall, a huge part of you wanted nothing more than to spend time with just Joel, and to get to know him. As you walked away from the hall, and the first few flakes of snow began to fall across the town, the two of you did just that.
He didn’t think he’d ever asked, or been asked, so many questions in his entire life. But he wasn’t complaining for a second – he hung on every word you said, learning everything there was to about you and your life; where you were born, what you did before the outbreak, and how you came to be here. He found he was also just as receptive to telling you anything you wanted to know, and was spilling his guts about everything as the two of you walked round the town, still hand in hand.
“I was really nervous about asking you out, you know,” Joel eventually admitted. “But you’ve been an absolute treat tonight, darlin’.”
“Nervous? How come?” you asked.
“Well, truth be told, my last proper date was several years before the outbreak began,” he chuckled, “So I’m a bit rusty now, more than two decades later,” he said. You shrugged.
“You don’t seem it, if that’s any consolation. Must just ooze charm naturally,” you teased, squeezing his hand softly. Joel chuckled at your joke, smiling wide.
“Yeah, I ain’t sure about that at all,” he said.
“Well, how about we test it?” you asked, boldly.
“Test it? How?” he said, his brow furrowed.
“Kiss me, Joel,” you said, stopping in your tracks. Joel’s eyes widened, but quickly he softened his expression and smiled at you. Turning to face you, he slipped his other hand to settle on your waist, and kept you close to him.
“Sure?” he asked. You nodded in response, wetting your lips slightly with your tongue as you waited for him to make a move. “Alright,” he drawled, chuckling under his breath, as he leant down.
His lips caught yours and he planted the softest kiss on them you’d ever experienced – not in a way that you didn’t know it was even happening, but rather it was so tender that you could be mistaken for thinking the two of you had already been lovers in a past life. It was like he already knew exactly how to kiss you, his lip gently sucking yours just before he parted from you, your heads still resting together.
“See? Not rusty at all,” you chuckled, a blush spread out on your cheeks, a warmth rushing through you.
“Hey, I never said my kissing was rusty, just my ability to go on a proper date with someone I like,” he said, blushing slightly with you, brushing his nose against yours.
“So you like me then?” you teased.
“Yeah, I do. And I know I ain’t all that much, darlin’. This evening hasn’t been much and, Hell, I’m nearing sixty,” he laughed, “But I really do like you. Been a long time since I felt this way about anyone, too. I’m really hoping we could…we could date,” he said. You nodded, smiling wide up at him.
“I’d like that, Joel. And your age doesn’t bother me, by the way. I’m hardly a spring chicken either,” you chuckled. “My spine enjoys reminding me that I’m in my mid-forties!”.
“Let’s fall apart together, then, at the end of the world,” Joel joked, smiling so wide his eyes creased when he laughed. You smiled at him, joining in with a giggle.
“That sounds like a plan to me”.
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