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spaceshipellie · 10 months

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sex paranoia

ellie williams x reader

summary: you hooked up with ellie once but got your feelings hurt. when you bump into her again in the club your friends convince you to make her jealous.

warnings: smut 18+, dom!ellie, sub!reader, ellie being a bit mean and jealous, reader being a little bratty, alcohol, smoking cigarettes, strap usage (r receiving), oral and fingering (r receiving), ellie refers to the strap as her cock once, degrading, teasing, praise, MDNI

an: inspired by the song sex paranoia by goldilox (the moaning in the background is me when i see any of the women in tlou 😭😭) if the writing is terrible just know i wrote this at 1am when i was very sleep deprived and horny

word count: 2.2k

you were out with a couple of your friends in a club that was illuminated in blue and purple lights. the alcohol was making your body feel warm and fuzzy and everything was all fun and games until you slipped off the bottom step and straight into her.

your arms flew forward instinctively and ellie’s hands grabbed them. your eyes caught hers as she studied you.

“careful, babe,” she smirked.

“oh god, not you,” you groaned, shaking yourself off and pulling your arms away from her.

“hmm you sure you didn’t fall into me on purpose.”

“you wish.”

“maybe i did,” she grinned at you, her tongue poking the inside of her cheek.

you rolled your eyes and threw a “i’m going to find my friends” her way as you walked off, not bothering to turn around. this meant you didn’t see her eyes travel up and down your body as you walked away. you rejoined your friends and they giggled, one of them throwing an arm over your shoulders.

“oh my god, was that ellie?”

“yeah, why?”

“didn’t you guys hook up once?”

you shot her a mini glare.

“can we please not talk about it.”

“why? she’s hot,” your friend slurred.

“i know. that’s why i don’t wanna remember. i liked her and she didn’t give a shit so can we please just go and dance?” you pleaded, starting to drag your friends towards the dance floor.

the three of you flocked to the hoard of bodies that were swaying and bumping against each other. tracks from the early 2000s were coming out of the speakers and you were singing and dancing to your heart’s content. you suddenly caught eyes with ellie again from across the room. she was leaning against a wall with a drink in her hand, talking to a friend she came with. her eyes, however, remained on you most of the time. you tried to ignore it but just knowing that she was looking at you was enough to make your cheeks heat up and your cunt ache.

“she’s looking,” your friends smiled, wiggling their eyebrows at you.

“i’m trying to ignore it,” you tried to hide the smile from your face. one of them leaned into your ear.

“make her jealous.”

you thought about it for a second.

“okay, fuck it.”

you wrapped your arms around her neck as she held you, making you both sway your hips to the music. your other friend went behind you and grabbed your hips.

“she’s still looking and she looks pissed,” your friend laughed in your ear.

you looked over at ellie and you could see her itching to move, visibly getting more frustrated as she watched you sandwiched between the two bodies.

“i’m gonna go for a smoke,” you said.

“if you end up going home with her tonight make sure to text us all about it.”

“hey, i’m not,” you playfully nudged her arm and she slapped your ass as you walked off.

the cold air nipped at your skin as you reached the smoking area. you grabbed a pre-rolled cigarette from your bag and placed it between your lips. before you had a chance to get your lighter out you heard a voice.

“need a hand?”

you looked up and met ellie’s eyes once again. she cupped her hand around the end of your cigarette and lit it. you inhaled and pinched it between your fingers, breathing out the smoke.

“thanks.”

“anytime.”

she lit her own and took a drag. she was standing impossibly close in front of you, making you all too aware that your back was up against the wall.

“having fun?” she mused.

“yeah, lots. you?”

“eh,” she took another drag, “i can think of better places to be.”

you raised your eyebrows at her, hinting that she should elaborate. she just smirked and let out a small laugh.

“what?” she taunted.

“nothing,” you made sure to keep an innocent tone, inhaling and blowing out more smoke. she looked as if she was contemplating something.

“so you gonna keep this up all night?”

“i’m not sure what you’re talking about, ellie.”

the use of her name sent a shiver down her spine.

“don’t play dumb.”

“i’m not.”

with her free hand she started toying with the hem of your top, fingers grazing your waist. the contact made you jump slightly.

“something making you jumpy?”

“no.”

“you sure?” her hand spread itself on your waist now, sliding down to your hip. she took another drag, eyes locking with yours. you didn’t answer.

“what? can’t talk?”

“fuck you.”

she laughed and bit her lip.

“you’re genuinely one of the worst people i’ve ever met.” you tried to fold your arms but she dropped her cigarette, stubbing it out with her shoe and grabbed your arm to unfold them.

“oh yeah?” she lazily dragged her fingertips along your arm and her hand that was on your hip moved to lean on the wall you were up against. her closeness made you nervous but you weren’t entirely mad about it.

“what’s got you all quiet, babe?”

“i think i should go back to my friends,” you said, but made no attempt you move.

“the ones that were touching you? like this?” she moved her hand from your arm and held your waist again.

“those are the ones.”

she leant down to whisper in your ear.

“you think they can touch you better than me?”

you nearly, nearly, gave in and leaned into her tempting touch but regained enough composure to push on her shoulder lightly.

“i wasn’t kidding when i said you were the worst.” she just smirked.

“then let me do terrible things to you.”

you stared at her and your knees felt weak. fucking hell, you thought. here you go again.

“okay.” she seemed slightly surprised but quickly restored back to her annoyingly cocky self. you grabbed her hand and marched back through the crowd of people before you could change your mind. you both fell into a taxi and her hand immediately gripped your thigh. you felt like you were on fire. you were probably going to wake up tomorrow and feel shit about yourself like you did last time but you couldn’t think about that right now. you just wanted her.

the second you both got through her front door she pinned you to the wall, her hands fervently running up and down your body, lips practically bruising yours.

“i knew you couldn’t stay away from me.”

“don’t be an ass.”

you fought against her a little as she grabbed both your wrists and pinned them either side of your head.

“don’t be a brat.”

“make me.”

she had a shit-eating grin on her face at your words. oh, she was planning on it.

“you’re so cute when you talk back.”

“shut u–“ she cut you off with a messy kiss and peeled you away from the wall to walk you both towards her room. she pulled your top off as you stumbled backwards and her hands grabbed at your tits. once the back of your knees hit the bed she pushed you back. she leaned over you and kissed you whilst her hands immediately started unzipping your denim skirt. you moaned against her lips.

“i’ve barely touched you and you’re already so whiny for me,” she said, tugging your skirt off along with your underwear.

“you’re so full of yourself.”

“who’s the one naked in my bed right now, huh?”

you yelped as she quickly grabbed your thighs and pulled you to the edge of the bed as she got down on her knees. she didn’t waste any time attacking your clit with her tongue.

“oh my god, ellie.” your voice was shaky as you spoke and your hands gripped the duvet.

her fingertips dug into your flesh, destined to leave marks. she looked up at you whilst her face was buried in your cunt. you tried to keep your eyes on her but it was hard.

“look at me.” her voice was so low and commanding your eyes snapped to hers. she made you watch as she put two of her fingers in her mouth, wetting them before teasing them against you. you whimpered as she swirled her tongue on your clit again, pushing her fingers in. she pushed them in as deep as they could go making her rings press against your skin.

“fuck,” you moaned.

she fucked you like that until your body was shaking and your back was arching off the bed. you let out a wobbly breath as you came. ellie leant over you, giving you a kiss so you could taste yourself.

“i’m not done with you,” she whispered, and disappeared from you as she reached into a nearby draw. she pulled out a purple strap and your thighs squeezed together as you lay there, waiting impatiently for her to touch you again.

she was stood before you, focused on the strap harness when you poked her thigh with your foot.

“what, baby?”

“please can you…please can you take your clothes off. i wanna see you.”

she looked at you and a smirk etched its way onto her face.

“i’m glad to see you’re in a beggy mood.”

she pulled her t-shirt off over her head and took her sports bra off. the sight of her tits alone was making you squirm. she took her jeans off and put the strap on over her boxers. she leaned down once again to kiss you and let the tip poke against your cunt.

“turn over.”

you rolled onto your stomach and she grabbed your hips, yanking them up so your ass was in the air and your face was pressed into the bed. she admired the view of your pretty pussy all wet and waiting for her.

she spread her hand over your ass, squeezing it and held the strap with the other. she made the tip run through your folds and you moved your hips back.

“you’re so fucking needy, it’s hilarious,” she laughed. the embarrassment made you moan and rub your head into the bed.

she ran the tip up and down, watching how it collected your wetness. she then pressed it against your clit.

“please, ellie…”

“please, ellie, what?”

“please, fuck me.”

you wiggled your hips back into her again, your hole clenching around nothing, desperate to be full. her hand on your ass ran down the slope of your back until it reached the back of your neck and she was bent over you, staring at the side of your piteous face.

“think you’ve been good enough to get fucked?”

“yes.”

“so you weren’t trying to make me jealous earlier?”

“n-no.”

“no?”

her other hand rubbed the length of the strap against your cunt.

“what were you trying to do then?” her voice was taunting.

“just…just dancing.”

she laughed as she placed a contrastingly sweet kiss to your back.

“just dancing? if you don’t tell me, baby, then i won’t fuck you.”

you groaned.

“fine, i was trying to make you jealous.”

“was that so hard to admit?”

she straightened up and slid her hand down your back again to grab your hip. she pushed the tip in and you gasped but then she stopped.

“ellie, please,” you whined, wiggling your hips again. she’s a fucking asshole, you thought.

“you wanna get fucked so badly, go on,” she ordered, “fuck yourself.”

you slowly started moving your hips back and forth, feeling the strap fill you up and slip out of you easily. you let out some pathetic curses, most of which were muffled by the bed as you fucked yourself. her mouth hung open in awe at you, watching how it disappeared in your cunt.

“such a needy little slut, fucking yourself on my cock.”

eventually, you tried to pick up your pace but you already felt so fucked out. seeing you struggle was sending ellie over the edge and she couldn’t take it anymore. she grabbed your hips with both hands and slammed all the way into you, making you jolt and scream at the sensation.

“fuck, baby,” she groaned.

her pace was rough as she fucked into you, holding you in place. you arched your back as much as you could, the angle making you want to cry.

“fuck, ellie.”

“you like being stuffed, huh?”

“mmhm.”

“answer me, baby,” she said, digging her fingernails deeper into your hips.

“y-yes, i do.”

“you look so pretty like this for me,” she noticed a creamy white ring forming around the strap. she reached a hand down to rub quick circles on your clit and the feeling had you covering your mouth with your hand to muffle your stupidly loud screams.

“let me hear you.” she quickly grabbed your hand away from your mouth and pinned it behind your back. it wasn’t long until you were coming, your body squirming at the intensity and a string of “fucks” leaving your mouth. she fucked you through it, not slowing down until she was sure you were done. she kept your hand pinned to your back as her other hand left your clit and she pulled out painfully slow. your creamy white cum dribbled out and she brought two fingers down to swipe it up and licked them.

“so sweet, baby. all for me.”

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asoiafsworld · 1 year

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BELONG TO YOU - one

pairing; ellie williams x fem!reader

summary; you're new on campus and ellie notices you. despite your shyness and struggles of being anti social, you can't help but fall in love with her.

warnings and tags; modern!au, college!au, dealer!ellie, reader is shy, anxiety, depression, fluff, angst, eventual smut, touch starvation, ellie has a dick in this, reader is also pretty innocent, might make a kink out of it, drug abuse, obsessiveness, love at first sight kinda thing

author's note; i folded. im finally writing for my lovely ellie and feel like this is the worst thing i have ever written lmao. i was going to write all of this in like a very long one chapter thing but i literally can't so here's what u get. not even sure if i wanna continue this but if u guys like it i might. thanks for reading, pls tell me what u think of it <3

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You feel lost.

You’re new to this place, new to this city, new to these people. You never expected to get away from your past, awful life and you’re still not sure if you have. Because you look around and observe the people at campus, see everyone with their friend groups or romantic partners and feel so utterly alone. You always have been, always too shy to talk to someone and too awkward to hold a conversation… or a friendship. Not that anyone ever thought you were worth being friends with.

It’s always been suffocating, this loneliness, this darkness that overtakes your mind when it’s quiet and you’re alone. You get that feeling when you sit under a tree in the park on campus and watch and observe the people around you. It’s not like you’re being ignored, you would have to be acknowledged first to be ignored. But people walking past you and not giving a single fuck about your existence is somewhat hurtful. One guy even stepped on your book earlier and didn’t even apologize to you. It was closed, thankfully, but it made you keep your things closer to you, making your little bubble smaller than it already is. You take a deep breath and look away from the crowded park and back down on your notes, distracting yourself from your self deprecating thoughts.

The moment that you look down, she looks up. Ellie’s gaze only wanders over you for a split second and she was going to let her gaze go over the park and the many people that she knows and sells to. But her brain works a second later than her eyes do so she looks back to the lone figure sitting under the tree, hair spilling down as your eyes sharply go over the notebook in your hands. Ellie is mesmerized for some reason, unable to look away from you and your pretty face and your legs enveloped in bright blue jeans and your fingers tracing the words on your book and your breasts pushing up as you breath-

“Earth to Ellie? Hello? You having a stroke or something?” Her eyes break away forcefully from you to look at her friend, Dina, who is looking at her with a questioning but amused glint in her eyes. Her mouth is working faster than her brain so the question doesn’t fully register until she says it.

“Do you know who that is? The girl under the tree? Never seen her before.” Dina’s eyebrows raise at the question and she turns around to look at where Ellie’s eyes have strayed to once more. She watches you take out your pen from your bag and scribble something down on your notebook, your lips puckering as you’re writing. It’s as if you don’t realize how pretty your lips look like this, how Ellie has to restrain her mind from thinking of something totally inappropriate. She doesn’t even know you, not even your name but the way you sit there all alone and almost helplessly lonely makes something in her stir. You shouldn’t be alone when she knows how many disgusting boys are at this college, even if it’s at a park with so many people out on a sunny day.

“Yeah, she’s new, moved into the empty room at the end of our hall. Pretty sure she’s next to your room.” Dina has turned her head back around and can’t hide the little smirk that forms on her face when she sees Ellie staring. She takes another second to let her eyes linger on you, on how gorgeous you look when the sun shines down on you before she stands up. She walks towards you with confidence and determination, not even entirely sure why. You just look so pretty to her, the way you sit there and study whilst everyone else is doing anything but studying. Something in her gut and in her chest stirs when she sees you sitting alone and looking seemingly sad. She doesn't think that anyone else notices but she sees that you look a little helpless, like a lost puppy not knowing where to go.

For some reason, she wants you to go to her.

You don’t realize that someone stands in front of you until a shadow is cast over you and your book, making it difficult to see your notes. When you look up, you see a tall girl in a crew neck shirt and an unbuttoned denim work shirt over it. She’s wearing faded blue jeans and blue converse, her brown, shoulder length hair partially tied to keep it out of her face. Her eyes are pale green and piercing as she looks down on you, the gaze in her eyes so intense but looking at you with all the ease in the world. Your heart races at this, so unused to someone looking at you or approaching you. You grip your book tightly to keep yourself from getting up and running away and hope she says something before you have to.

“Hi. Mind if I sit next to you?” Her voice sounds clear as she speaks, no hesitation or doubt in the way she speaks and even stands in front of you. You’re taken aback by her question and desperately suppress the urge to ask why she wants to be next to you. You don’t know her, only remember that she lives in the room next to yours and that there’s always people coming and going out of her room. You’ve seen her recieve money at her door sometimes in exchange for… god knows what she is giving other people, you wouldn’t know. You nod slowly and try not to look overly confused at her as she sits down right next to you, the body heat she radiates so close to you that it almost throws you off. You don’t know the last time someone sat this close to you and don’t want to think further about the feeling you often feel when you watch other people hug or kiss each other or hold hands. Touch starving, that’s what the internet called it when you googled it. You know that it’s true because you do not remember the last time you hugged someone or felt physical touch in any form. You feel so embarrassed when you accidentally brush against someone in the hallways because most of the time, your body craves more of that touch.

You are unsure of what to do now with someone sitting next to you, your breath held in carefully as if the world would shatter if you breathed out. Why is she sitting next to you? Did you do something wrong? You stare down at the book in your lap but can’t really think when there’s someone, a very pretty girl actually, sitting right next to you. There’s a slight breeze that hits you from the side and it carries the girl's scent with it, earthy and lemony from something that you can’t place. You like the smell, it suits her. You turn your head slightly and see that she’s been looking at you this entire time, the gaze in her eyes studying you and a small smile formed on her lips. God, she’s so gorgeous, it truly takes your breath away. She proceeds to hold a hand out to you and you look down to it before looking back up.

“I’m Ellie.” She says and and you smile slightly at how sweet she seems, introducing herself to a complete stranger. You briefly wonder how lonely you must have looked for Ellie to approach you and try not to think about it for too long. You tell her your name, your voice a little too shaky and too unsure, as if you just came up with your own name. You put your hand into hers and dig your finger into your palm on your other hand because this much body contact is not something you are used to. Your hand is smaller than hers and it looks tiny in her bigger, warmer hand. You almost don’t want to let go because her warmth and touch make something stir in your gut, something comforting and wholesome that you don’t know if you’ve ever felt before. It takes a lot of willpower for you to break your hand away from hers, willing to let it stay in hers for as long as she would let you but you shouldn’t scare her off right away.

“So, you’re pretty new here. What’s your major?” Ellie is captivated by the girl in front of her. You are even prettier up close and Ellie has a hard time not looking at your lips constantly or your tiny hand that fits into hers twice over. You look confused and helpless, even if you try to hide it and it makes Ellie’s heart hurt a little. Why do you seem so scared of even talking to anyone? And why is Ellie so interested in you? She doesn’t know why she even came over here but the moment she saw you, every nerve in her brain only had one goal: to talk to you. You look at her with an unreadable look in our eyes and nervously brush your hair behind your ear.

“Uhm, M-marine Biology.” You feel heat rise to your cheeks at your stutter and hope she doesn’t notice it. She seems perceptive enough that she probably does but also tactful enough to not comment on it. Her eyebrows raise a little at your answer and you hope she doesn’t think it’s lame. You don’t know why you don’t want her to think you’re lame.

“Marine biology… That’s pretty cool.” Your heart does a little flip at the way she draws her words out and you can hear a slight accent in her voice. It sounds southern but it’s not that noticeable. “So, you like fish?”

The question is so silly that it takes you aback and you do something that you never do in front of other people; you giggle. You hope it doesn’t sound stupid to her because it certainly does to you and you quickly bite your lip to stop yourself. You look at her again and now have a small smile on your lips that seems to make her smile in return. She’s so incredibly attractive, the way she sits with her knees drawn up and her hair tied back and her eyes looking at you in a certain way that you can’t describe.

“Yeah, I guess I do. What’s your major?” You mentally give yourself a pat on the back for your progress on socializing but talking to someone like this is still unknown territory for you. You’re still incredibly nervous next to her and hope you don’t say something stupid.

“Fine arts. Was always interested in it, I draw a lot and I guess I’m pretty good at it… or something.” The way Ellie bashfully scratches the back of her head and blushes at the last part makes your chest feel warm, for whatever reason. She seems like an artistic kind of person, the tattoos on her arms catching your attention and wondering if she drew them herself. She must be talented, you think to yourself. How couldn’t she be with hands like hers.

You are distracted by the sound of her name being called and look towards a girl with dark hair and sharp, memorable features. She’s pretty, very pretty and looks at Ellie impatiently. You wonder if that’s her girlfriend, certain of Ellie being gay with the way she carries herself and… sits. And wears converse. Your heart hurts at that thought and you feel incredibly stupid for it. Ellie sighs next to you and gets up, looking back down at you with an apologetic smile.

“I’m sorry, I promised my friend Dina to drive her downtown. But… Maybe you would like to see my drawings? Or just, hang out. We’re neighbors after all.” You can’t pretend that hearing her call the girl her friend doesn’t make you relieved and the small smile is on your face again as you feel better at the revelation. You don’t know if you should let news like this affect you the way they do but how could you not cling onto every detail when someone talks to you like a friend… for maybe the first time since you were a child. You nod as you stare and memorize her face, her pretty freckles captivating you.

“Yeah, I would like that.” Your voice is soft as you speak and you play with your fingers to distract yourself, swallowing as you see the way she stares down at you. Her hand reaches towards you and gently, so softly, she brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. Her finger brushes over your cheek so delicately that your stomach twists at the touch and you genuinely don’t know how to keep yourself sane. Your lashes flutter softly at her touch but your eyes remain locked on hers, desperate to hear her say something else or let her touch your however she wants to.

“I’ll see you then.” Ellie pulls her finger away gently and turns around, walking towards her friend. You watch as Ellie moves further and further away from your point of view until she is not even visible but you have barely come back to your senses by then. You exhale the breath you held in and softly close your eyes, touching the cheek that she had touched so softly. The moment keeps replaying in your mind, her intense gaze not faltering for once as she looks down at you like she can do whatever she wants, like… like she owns you.

You’re embarrassed by how much you like that thought. All your life, you have been alone, your family estranged and abusive, no friends to keep you sane, your mentality and shyness not allowing you to make friends. And here comes this girl, this gorgeous, pretty, intimidating girl that just sits next to you and touches you like she’s never done anything different. She seems like the kind of person that makes you feel safe, that protects you and takes care of you. The kind of person that you belong to.

She’s a stranger. You barely know her and yet, you can’t help your thoughts. You want to belong to her.

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elliesmainhoe · 1 year

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Ellie x clingy!reader-Maria/Tommy x daughter!reader

Ellie has Patrol in the morning but reader Is sleeping on her and doesnt let her move from the bed so She has to skip but then hours later Maria goes to ellie's house and she's like "WTF ELLIE?! YOU HAD PATROL THIS MORNING WHERE DID YOU GO" and ellie's like " ask that to your daughter"

Ask your daughter

Ellie Williams X fem!reader imagine

Summary: Eventful late night escapades makes Ellie a no-show for patrol.

Contents: fluff, kisses, cuddling, general cuteness, a bit of suggestive language 🧡

(Reader is Maria and Tommy's daughter)

A small whine left your lips as the golden beams of the sunrise slipped through the half open curtains shrouding your shared bedrooms window.

It was 11am- and Ellie had given up moving the comfort of the soft mattress a long while ago due to you having made yourself very comfortable in her arms- legs wrapped firmly around Ellie's waist, face buried in her boobs and arms round her neck.

Small problem though- Ellie was supposed to be on the patrol scheduled at 6 am... Which was 5 hours ago...

Your arms squeezed around her neck a little, shuffling up a bit moving your face from her boobs to the crook of her neck.

"Mornin' baby" Ellie's rough morning voice whispered into your ear, a smile immediately forming on your face at the sound of her voice. "G'morning ..." You replied slowly, sleep still evident in your voice.

Her hand found it's way underneath your sleep shirt, rubbing circles of your lower back drawing a little hum of appreciation out of your mouth.

"We gotta get up sweet girl..." She murmured, making your happy hum turn into an annoyed groan.

"Don't wanna..."

"C'mon~ you know we have to... I know I tired you out last night, but c'mon baby...," She joked, only to be answered by a small hit in your shoulder.

You ignored her- eyes fluttering shut in defiance, a small exhale of breath as you try to give into the lull of sleep again.

"Okay, I see how it his.' she tuts, her hand resting on the small of your back begins to creep up your spine, fingers dragging a long the skin before she began tickling you- laughter and pleads for mercy were met on deaf ears as Ellie grins mischievously, her hands not ceasing until-

"OKAY OKAY- I'm getting up, I'm getting up!!!" You shriek wriggling away from Ellie and dashing off the bed- dressed only in her t-shirt.

You quickly ran into the bathroom attached to the bedroom, picking up a knitted blue sweater, panties and shorts and getting changed swiftly- tying up your hair messily and brushing your teeth.

A quiet knock came from the other side of the bathroom door. "You ready baby?", You spat out the toothpaste, wiping your mouth an a wash cloth before leaving the washroom.

"Yeah." Your hand laced with hers. "Let's go"

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The loud bustle of the food hall hit your ears at the same time the smell did. A hint of fresh pastries, dairy and meat drifting through the air.

"Imma go grab us a plate. Do you want the usual?", You asked as Ellie sat down at your usual table. "Please babe"

You had wandered off like you usually did, picked up a tray with two plates and two glasses on it before piling on food- and pouring freshly squeezed apple juice into the glasses.

"Ellie." Maria's voice called out to Ellie, as she approached the table she was sitting at. "Maria." She replied looking up at the woman, knowing already what she was going to say.

"so... You gonna tell me where you were this morning?" She said, her hand on her hip and a stern scolding look in her eyes.

"You should ask your daughter... And speak of the devil" she smiled as you approached the table, placing the full tray down on the wooden table.

"oh hi mama! What are we talking about?"

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ellitlou · 11 months

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♪ CHERRY CONTACT ♪ part 1

pairing modern!ellie x cousins best friend!reader

synopsis ellie, you, and your best friend clara had spent every summer together since you were ten. ellie decided not to come for four entire summers, and it was just you and clara. this summer, ellie finally comes back, and she’s different. she’s hot. your harmless, childish crush isn’t so childish anymore.

warnings ! - smut, oral sex+fingering reader receiving, ellie teasing you a lot, also my first fic so pls lmk if i should do something differently!

playlist

Cruel Summer - Taylor Swift

Cherry Flavored - The Neighborhood

Ribs - Lorde

Stargazing - The Neighborhood

Stargirl Interlude - The Weeknd

you always wore the same cherry flavored lip gloss. it made your lips the perfect subtle shade of red that you just loved. plus, it tasted good.

your best friend, clara, was more of a clear lipgloss girl, but she still teased you over your obsession with the lipgloss.

it was a summer in your town, and one hot day you’d noticed you ran out of one of the tubes you had. you’d expected you’d run out soon, but unfortunately you didn’t prepare. you still searched through your makeup bag for a spare, but it was no use.

you slipped on your shoes and grabbed your keys and bag and walked towards the door. “i’m gonna go to the store!” you shouted for your mother to hear. “okay!” she shouted back.

you weren’t only going to the store for the lipgloss, of course, you needed a few other things, but the lack of the lipgloss at least got you out of bed.

as you were walking to your car, that’s when you noticed your best friends cousin had arrived. your friend, clara, had been telling you how excited she was to see her cousin, ellie. you looked across the street and saw the taller girl, being welcomed by your best friend. after they shared a hug, clara noticed you and waved. you blocked the sun from your eyes to get a better look and then waved back and got in your car.

ellie was a lot different now, you realized. you met ellie when you were ten and ellie was eleven, eight years ago when clara had her over for the summer. you guys swam together and had so many fun sleepovers. now, ellie was a lot taller from what you could see, and her hair was shorter.

later on, once you got back from the store, you were walking in with your bags. you then got a call from clara, which you struggled to pick up.

“hello?” you said, trying to unlock the door, although it was extremely difficult with one hand, full of bags.

“ellie’s here!” clara practically screamed over the phone.

“i saw.” you laughed, successfully getting the door open.

“you should come over.”

“one sec—“ you put the phone on the counter.

“mom, i got the shampoo you wanted!” you shouted, before grabbing your bag of stuff and walking back towards your room.

“when do you want me to?” you asked, picking the phone back up.

“uhh like now?” clara said in a sarcastic tone.

“you’re gonna have to give me a minute, gotta change and stuff.” you said, laughing at clara’s tone.

“we’re gonna go swimming, so bring a swim suit!” clara insisted. she then hung up, and you threw your phone back on the bed.

the entire exchange reminded you of your childhood together.

once ellie came over, clara would call your mom on her mom’s phone. you would normally pick up and clara would beg for you to come over. then, you would beg your mom and eventually she’d give in. once you got there, you guys with you stupid childish things, but it would be fun. it was always so fun. you often found yourself during the months of december and november longing for it to be summer simply because of those days.

“hey thanks for the shampoo. you going to claras?” your mom stood at your door way while you looked for a swim suit top. you didn’t have a pool, but clara did, so every time you were in your swim suit or getting your swim suit, your mom knew where you’d be going.

“yep, ellie’s there.” you said, smiling.

“oh really? it’s been a while since you’ve seen her, huh?” your mom said.

“yep, im pretty excited.” you beamed.

“have fun kiddo, text me.” your mom said, walking back up to her room.

“i will!” you confirmed, before closing your door to change.

you adjusted your bag with your change of clothes and pajamas in it as you walked towards clara’s house. you had just applied your trusty cherry lipgloss and you felt ready. still, you were nervous. for the past four years, you spent your summers with clara and some school friends. ellie wasn’t apart of the picture. ellie had moved further away then, and she spent summer with a lot of her new friends. now, ellie was planning on moving to where you and clara lived, and clara was ecstatic. you weren’t super excited necessarily, because it’s been four entire years. what if ellie was different? what if summer was different? you were far to attached to your summer nostalgia to even accept that fate, but you knew there was only one way of knowing, and that included finally ringing your best friends doorbell instead of standing around.

you pushed the button, standing back before hearing a soft running sound towards the door. the door swung open, revealing an extremely excited clara.

“hey! i’m so excited!” she exclaimed, leading you by the arm into the house. “i’ll put your bag upstairs.” clara said before grabbing your bag. “ellie’s already by the pool.” she shouted from midway up the stairs. “‘kay” you shouted back, walking towards the sliding doors. once you stepped out, that’s when you saw her up close. she was sitting by the pool, feet dangling in the water. she was wearing a green ribbed tank top and black shorts. her figure was a lot more muscular, and you noticed she had a tattoo. she was different…she was hotter.

ellie noticed you and put her head back, looking at you upside down. she smiled, before turning around and standing up.

“hey y/n.” her voice was deeper. she walked over to give you a hug and that’s when you fully noticed the height difference. “it’s nice to see you ellie.” you said, before she embraced you, her frame hugged yours.

she smelled warm, but also like trees and pine cone. you couldn’t get enough of the smell.

“you look good.” ellie said when she leaned back. she walked towards a table where she had her phone, and quickly checked it before putting it back down. you walked over to the same table and began taking off your outer clothes and leaving your bathing suit.

“you too.” you smirked, before pulling your shirt over your head.

“damn!” you heard behind you, which was clara, walking out with a tray of drinks. “you look good! and i made some margaritas, they may not be good, but i tried.” clara said, setting the tray down.

“ooh sounds good.” you wiggled your eyebrows, before taking a sip. your face immediately went sour. “you weren’t wrong.”

“can’t be that bad.” ellie said, grabbing one. her face reacted immediately. “it’s…strong.”

“oh come on! i tried!” clara pouted.

“let’s just go swimming.” ellie suggested, before stripping from her black jean shorts. it revealed a matching green bikini bottom, showing off her body. “let’s go!” clara said, then she threw off her shirt and jumped in.

you and ellie looked at each other for a moment and she laughed, before walking towards the steps. clara came up and looked directly at you after she cleared her eyes.

“jump in!” she insisted. you took a deep breath before walking towards the deep end. “come on, you got this!” clara cheered. you ran and jumped in, adrenaline taking over before you hit the freezing cold water. it wasn’t really that cold, but you just weren’t used to it.

“shit!” you screamed when you came up, running your hands over your hair.

you three played in the pool, laughing, splashing each other. it was honestly the most fun you’d had since ellie hadn’t come back four summers ago. you three were sitting on the ledge together, drying off.

“i’m glad you came back ellie.” you said, looking towards her. she was drying her hair with a towel when she looked over.

“i’m glad i did too.” she smiled.

“let’s watch a movie after we get showers.” clara said, standing up and making her way towards the door.

you sat against the bed, on your phone after your shower. clara laid on the bed behind you.

“why exactly did ellie not come back?” you asked clara. she stared at her phone, not looking away.

“clara.” you called her. “huh?” she looked over.

“why didn’t ellie come back?” you asked again.

“i dunno…friends i guess?” she said. “but i think she had a lover.” she raised her eyebrows. you turned around and looked at her.

“really?”

“i mean, i’m not sure. but why else would you ditch the coolest cousin ever and her best friend and the most awesome summer experience? a girlfriend…or boyfriend.” she said.

“maybe…who knows.” you said.

“hey guys.” ellie walked in, wearing a black tee-shirt and plaid pajama pants.

“hey, what movie do you guys wanna watch?” clara got up, walking out of her room. ellie and you followed.

“anything, let’s browse.” ellie said.

then, the doorbell rang. “oh! it’s the food.” clara said, running towards the door.

you and ellie sat on the couch. you got another smell of her, this time she smelled a lot more like warm vanilla. maybe it was her shampoo, you weren’t sure. she turned to look at you, and you looked back. you guys were just staring for a second, and you opened your mouth to say something, but clara walked in with the food.

“get your food guys!” clara said, dropping the bags on the table.

you all grabbed your drinks and your food and picked out a movie, which you settled on a horror movie. you guys always watched horror movies during your summers, but when you were kids you had to hide it a lot more. now, you watch them freely.

you and ellie sat next to each other for the entire movie, and feeling her thigh against yours was making you go crazy. you started to realize what you were feeling when she reached over to steal a fry and her chest rested against your shoulder. you wanted her. not just as a friend, but more.

“uh, i’ll be right back.” you said, in the middle of the movie. you walked towards the bathroom and closed the door, resting against the door. this reminded you of when you were kids, again. you remember having a silly crush on ellie. she was funny, cute, and everything you liked. she would tease you a lot and you loved it. you loved when you guys got to share the mattress next to clara’s bed because when you turned your back, ellie would poke your back and tickle you when you least expected it. now that you were older, it didn’t feel like a silly crush anymore. she made you nervous; she made you quiver. you could barely breathe when she got too close. this was too real, and god you hated it. you reached into your back pocket, grabbing your favorite cherry lipgloss, and applied it before sticking it back. it made you feel more at peace if you had it on, as weird as it sounds.

you walked back in a few minutes later, and you sat back in between ellie and clara.

“you good?” ellie asked.

“yeah! i’m good.” you smiled, and clara unpaused the movie.

“you still wear that lipgloss, huh?” ellie whispered. you turned your head, your faces dangerously close. your breath hitched, and you couldn’t move. before you made it weird, you replied.

“yeah..”

“cool.” ellie said, turning back towards the movie.

once the movie was over, you noticed both ellie and clara were asleep. you quietly paused the credits, and tried to stand up without waking them up. this happened a lot during the summer, either it was you and clara, or it was clara and ellie. after a movie, at least someone would pass out. at like 2am you’d wake up with a sore neck and make your way to the bed. it happened like that every time.

you definitely weren’t really tired, so you went up to clara’s room, and laid on her bed, playing on your phone. still, random tiktoks couldn’t distract you from your lingering feelings. you realized you needed fresh air, so you went to your favorite spot. clara has a window that leads to the roof, so you climbed out and sat up there. she had an area where she put blankets for everyone to stargaze, but you guys obviously didn’t get to it tonight. you climbed over and sat on the blanket. this part of the roof was actually made for people to be able to sit on, so it wasn’t hard to get on and it was private. you laid back, watching the stars for a little while.

around an hour later, you heard the window creek open further, and ellie climbed out. “ah, so this is where you ran off to.” she said, climbing over to you. she sat next to you, looking up at the stars. “clara’s in bed, she left the same mattress for us, but i set up the couch for me to sleep on.” ellie said. “you don’t have to.” you replied. “you sure?” she laid back and looked at you. “yeah.” you said, after turning and looking at you. “the stars are pretty.” ellie said, turning to look back at the sky. “they are. they look like your freckles.” you joked.

“you always say that.” she smiled, looking back towards you. silence lingered for a few minutes, and you both continued looking at the stars.

“you know, it actually was a girlfriend. i had a girlfriend back in wyoming, that’s why i stayed.” ellie admitted. you didn’t say anything for a moment.

“so you heard?” you asked, smirking. “well you aren’t exactly super quiet.” ellie teased.

“was it serious?” you asked, realizing how stupid the question was. she blew off four years of summers with her cousin just to be with a girl; of course it was serious.

“i guess so. but she kinda sucked.” ellie said.

“how so?” you asked.

“she was great, for the first two years at least, but then she became, i don’t know, mean?” ellie said. “she started being weird and saying i changed too much or that i was becoming too masculine.” she said. “we kissed a lot, but other than that, it wasn’t really romantic. i eventually realized we were kind of better off friends.” she continued. “of course when i said that, she broke up with me on the spot last summer.” ellie said.

“damn, i’m sorry.” you said.

“nah its okay. i’m not worried about it.” ellie said.

“you seeing anyone?” ellie asked. you glanced towards her, wondering why she was asking. maybe you were delusional, but you started to wonder if it’s because she was into you too, but it was definitely too soon to know.

“uh..no.” you said.

“how come? you seem like you could pull anyone.” she said. your stomach started to whirl, and you laughed.

“i guess, but i’m just not interested.” you admitted.

“makes sense.” ellie said.

ellie turned towards you for a second before sitting up.

“you changed a lot you know? in a good way.” she said.

“you too.” you admitted.

“honestly, you looked amazing in your bikini.” ellie said. you froze. did she really just say that? it was just out of no where.

“what?” you said.

“shit, sorry, i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” ellie started to sit up, but you stopped her by grabbing her shoulder.

she looked back, this time your faces even closer than before.

“it didn’t make me uncomfortable.” you said. “it didn’t?” she asked.

“you looked good in yours too.” you said, your faces inching closer. “fuck it.” ellie said, connecting your lips immediately. when your lips collided, a million thoughts started to race through your brain, but the only thing you focus on was how her hand was touching your waist. you leaned, back, making eye contact with her. her eyes looked extremely lustful and her lips were coated in your cherry lipgloss.

“i always wanted to know what your lipgloss tasted like.” ellie smirked, you smiled back before connecting your lips again, this time throwing your leg over hers and sitting on her lap. she ran her hands down your waist and to your ass, before she gave it a tight squeeze. you moaned into the kiss, and you could feel her smile. she turned you over, not breaking the kiss while she ran her hands under your sweater. you broke the kiss and looked at her again.

“is this okay?” she asked. “yeah, but should we do this out here?” you asked.

“no one can see us.” she said, before kissing you again. you leaned back a little, letting her pull off your sweater, which revealed a white see-through bra. “fuck.” she whispered, before reaching to unhook your bra, which you assisted her with. once it loosened, she immediately began massaging them, and kissing your neck. she kissed all the way down towards your breasts, and began sucking and licking your hard nipples. “you have the prettiest boobs i’ve ever fucking seen.” she said.

you laughed, throwing your head back for a second. “thank you.” you said. she then leaned down towards your face and kissed you again, this time it was very slow and passionate, full of lust and longing for one another.

ellie then positioned herself in front of you and began kissing down your neck again. she went all the way down your torso, which you moaned at, because she left a few hickeys around your belly button. once she got to your elastic shorts, she ran her hands underneath them.

“can i?” she asked, before she pulled them off. “mmhm.” you said, eagerly. she smiled at your eagerness, before pulling them down. they revealed matching see-through underwear, which she was immediately in awe at.

“god, you’re gonna make me lose my fucking mind.” she said.

“shut up.” you laughed. she smirked before she began kissing you softly around your cunt. once she made her way to your cunt, she kissed your clit softly. “stop teasing.” you joked. “oh, but it’s my favorite thing to do.” she teased, once again. you shook your head, before she began pulling down your underwear, revealing your cunt.

“you’re so pretty.” she said, looking up towards you.

“stop” you said embarrassed.

“you actually want me to?” she asked. you froze for a second and made eye contact with her. her face in front of your pussy, staring up at you. the picture was surreal.

“no.” you spoke.

she leaned towards your cunt, giving your clit another kiss, this time on your bare clit. she then gave your pussy a lick from the bottom to the top.

“fuck.” you leaned back more, resting on your elbows. she began licking your clit faster, her form absolutely amazing, you felt like you couldn’t breathe.

“holy shit.” you moaned out, looking back at ellie, who’s head was face first into your pussy. she began licking your hole, and you knew your wetness was bleeding out onto her tongue. she brought her finger up, sticking one in your cunt slowly.

“oh my god.” you said, surprised but in complete pleasure.

“you like that?” she asked, her voice seemed much deeper.

“mhm.” you moaned out. she began pushing it in and out slowly, while licking your clit. you moaned a little louder this time, but you tried to stay quiet because clara was sleeping.

“please, ellie, faster.” you begged with a moan. she stuck another finger in, her rhythm picking up.

“holy shit i think i’m gonna come.” you said. she started to go faster with her fingers and with her tongue on your clit.

“fuck, ellie!” you moaned out, arching your back as she finger fucked you. the pleasure she was delivering was absolutely unreal. she’s definitely done this before, you thought. right then, you came around her fingers, riding them a bit as you did. she leaned back. “did you come?” she asked. you breathed in and out trying to understand what she was saying.

“yeah, yes i did.” you breathed out, laying back. you stared up at the stars for a few minutes, unsure of what to do now.

“you okay?” ellie asked, looking at you.

“that was amazing.” you said. she smirked, before leaning in and kissing you again. you leaned in towards the kiss, kissing her with the utmost passion, tasting yourself on her tongue, which included the taste of your pussy and your cherry lipgloss. right then, you broke the kiss.

“what time is it?” you asked, picking up your phone.

“we should go to bed.” ellie said, seeing the time reading 3:52am. “yeah for sure.” you said, grabbing your clothes and slipping them back on. you grabbed your phone and climbed back towards the window.

“definitely gonna tease you about how fast you came.” ellie teased.

“shut up.” you nudged her. she almost lost her balance and looked at you in disbelief.

“hey, if i fall off who’s gonna give you more amazing head?” she teased, once again.

“you’re never gonna let this go, are you?” you asked.

“nope.” she smirked.

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Okay idea.Reader who is in a famous band and is kinda known as the womaniser or slut of the group talks about being a munch in an interview but then follows it up with how no guy or girl she’s ever been with has ate her out and then Ellie watching the interview and making it her mission to be the first.Your fics are always groundbreaking btw 😘

AHHGHDGFGT this literally is such a good idea WHAT!!! i HAD to make a lil mood board for it because it was such a creative idea like!! obv a mood board was needed. this was so much longer than intended but i just kept writing. enjoy!!!! (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡

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warning(s): SMUT, oral!reader receiving, mention of alcohol/drinking, mention of weed/smoking, these bitches gay

This is the kind of music I envisioned the band singing ♫꒰･◡･๑꒱ Left Hand Free by alt-J Don’t Hate Me by Lola Young Christmas Kids by Roar Night Shift by Lucy Dacus (Reader) Breezeblocks by alt-J Sex, Drugs, Etc. by Beach Weather All These Things That I’ve Done by The Killers

You would never get quite used to the brightness of a studio during an interview. There were an excessive amount of lights facing you guys and they all seemed to radiate heat. You could feel the sweat dripping down your back as you tried your best to focus on the questions being asked. You were being interviewed by some magazine and so far the questions were not revolutionary.

Your lead singer, Oliver, was currently answering a question about how your band came together. The answer is not anything crazy, you had all met in college and realized you all had a passion for music. And about two years later you had released two albums and were currently planning to go on tour. You glance down at your nails realizing you desperately needed to get them done, the gel polish chipping. Your head whips up at the interviewer saying your name.

“So we’ve heard that you have a bit of a reputation with your fans. Now I don’t know if you’re one to kiss and tell but we’ve gotta ask the question everybody’s been dying to know. Is it true you’ve…spent quality time with several of your fans?”, she asks with a knowing smile. Everyone in the band laughs at her question, all knowing the reputation that you had.

You laugh with an upside-down smile and shake your head at her bold question, “Well…quality time is sure one way to put it. I like to show my fans how much I appreciate their support! Sure, maybe there’s a specific way I show that appreciation, but I haven’t had any complaints yet!”

The interviewer chuckles at your sugar-coated response, “I see and your fans show their appreciation back?”. This interviewer is ballsy! Well…she asked! You might as well tell!

“This kind of appreciation is more of a…one-way street kind of thing.”, you laugh with a shy smile, “You know! They see our shows and buy our merch and I…deal with the bruises on my knees as a show of my appreciation!”. Fuck it! Ask a ballsy question, and get a ballsy answer!

Noah, your drummer, finds your response hysterical and throws his head back in laughter. The interviewer blushes and nods her head while laughing and says something along the lines of, “Well, I did ask!”, she moves on to her next question which is directed at Bea, who plays the keyboard. You daydream the rest of the interview, nodding every so often but you mostly let your mind wander.

–

“God Ellie! Another?”

“What!? It’s been like…an hour since the last!”, she exclaims as she licks the thin paper and seals the joint.

Dina rolls her eyes and turns her attention back to the video she’s been watching. Ellie glances over and sees she’s watching some interview.

“Who’s that? They look edgy.”, she snorts a laugh, finding herself so funny.

“They’re the band I’ve only told you about hundreds of times. I’m seeing them in concert tonight. Which you would remember if you didn’t have stupid weed brain all the time!”, she rants with a pointed look at Ellie, who has a joint hanging from her lips.

Ellie rolls her eyes and leans over to watch the interview clip.

‘...and I…deal with the bruises on my knees…’

“Wait, rewind it. Who the fuck is that?” Ellie scoots closer, suddenly very interested in the interview.

Dina tells her your name and that you played the bass guitar and rewinds the video to the interviewer asking about how much you slept around and you basically admitting what a munch you were but Ellie found it very interesting how you had told her it was a ‘one-way street kind of thing’.

“Do you think they’re still tickets on sale for tonight?” Ellie mumbles casually, opening her phone and typing your band name into Google.

“Probably not for tonight but I bought two for me and Jesse but he had to do something for his mom last minute. So I have an extra! Why’re you suddenly interested anyway?”, she looks at Ellie with a skeptical look. Dina had been trying to get Ellie to listen to your music for months.

Ellie tries to play it cool, shrugging her shoulders and taking a pull from her joint, “I dunno, guess they just look cool.”

Dina hums and looks at Ellie with squinted eyes, not convinced, but shrugs her shoulders. Happy she doesn’t have to go to the concert alone.

–

Slipping your earpieces in you roll your neck and shake the anxiety out of your limbs. The sound of the crowd fills you with adrenaline and you peek out from the curtain. It was a sold-out show tonight, you guys were performing in your hometown and knew the crowd would have an amazing energy. Oliver being the lead singer was always the one to go on stage first, followed by Luna the backup singer, then Noah the drummer, then Bea who played the keyboard, and finally you who played the bass guitar and when needed acoustic guitar.

As you walked onto the stage you blew kisses toward the crowd as you approached your guitar. Oliver was riling them up and thanking everyone for coming tonight. You had a different kind of nervous energy buzzing through you tonight because you were debuting a new song tonight and you were the singer of it. You were also very excited because you and the band had planned to go to your favorite bar after the show.

The energy from the crowd was amazing and you got lost in your music. Your favorite feeling.

You hadn’t even realized that you had captured a certain someone's full attention as you danced and jumped around the stage, playing your guitar like it was your lifeline.

–

Ellie felt like an absolute loser waiting by the doors for your band to come out but kept telling herself she’s been standing here for twenty minutes because Dina wanted to say hi to you so bad. She and Dina had shoved their way to the front so they could see you as soon as you came out.

As the door opens Ellie is severely disappointed when it’s not you but the dorky-looking lead singer. The crowd seemed to be thrilled though. They had waited several more minutes when finally you walked out of the door, head thrown back in laughter as you and Luna joked around. The crowd had thinned out allowing Dina to approach you with her poster in hand.

You smiled brightly when she approached you, eyeing her up and down, maintaining eye contact as she spoke. She had gushed about how she had been a huge fan and this was her first time seeing you in concert. She was cute. Thick dark hair and stunning eyelashes. You kept smiling at her as you signed her poster.

“We’re going to the Tipsy Bison tonight. You should come with us.”, you told her, taking a step closer, and biting the inside of your cheek.

She turns around slightly and that’s when you notice her friend. Oh…fuck. You would have some sore ass knees tomorrow but these two were worth it.

“Els? You up for going to a bar?”, she asks in a hopeful tone. Please say yes, Els.

She catches your eye and you hold eye contact, giving her a flirty smile. You expect her to shy away from your confidence but she glances at you up and down, her eyes returning to yours causing you to falter slightly, eyes widening and heart racing. The fuck? You are so used to being the confident one. Oh, you have to get to know her.

“Yeah. I’m down.”, she glances at her friend, “You wanna ask Jesse if he wants to come?”Jesse? Who the fuck is Jesse? Was Jesse a fan too? Because Jesus the idea of these two was thrilling but a third person was making you nervous.

The girl turns back to you, “Oh my god he would love that. Jesse is my boyfriend and he’s a huge fan. He would die if he could meet you guys. Would it be totally weird if I invited him?”

Ohh okay. Alright, she has a boyfriend. Damn. Her green-eyed friend, however? Ah fuck it, the more the merrier.

“Not weird at all! We’re heading there in the next, like thirty minutes. I’ll see you both there.”, you smile, looking at the green-eyed girl with your best flirty eyes as you step back to regroup with the band.

–

You’ve never been a fan of getting drunk, always preferring smoking over drinking. That being said, you did love a good raspberry vodka and Sprite. You were sipping on one as you lean on the bar enjoying the ambiance of your favorite place. Noah sat on your right and was chatting up some girl and Bea was on your left venting to you about how annoying her girlfriend was sometimes. Luna and Oliver were probably hooking up in the bathroom, they think you have no clue but they are not subtle, at all.

A voice calling your name turns you around and you catch the girls from earlier along with a rather handsome man behind them, assuming this is Jesse. Damn.

“Hey! I’m so glad you guys could make it!”, you introduce Bea and Noah to them and realize you never caught their names, “I– oh my god I never asked for your names.”

Laughing it off, the girl you first talked to introduces herself as Dina and her green-eyed friend is Ellie. Cute. Dina and Bea start chatting, as do Noah and Jesse.

Leaning on the back of your chair you catch Ellie’s eye, the vodka soda giving you a warm confidence, “So what’d you think of the show?”

Ellie steps closer to you and stuffs her hands into her jean pockets, “It was great. I had never heard of you guys till today but you’re amazing.”, her eyes scan your face as she talks.

“Never? Ouch.”, you jokingly cringe and lean back.

Ellie’s eyes widen and her cheeks flush, “No I mean not– not never I just– Dina showed me some interview, and I–”, she rambles but you cut her off. She’s cute when she’s nervous.

“I’m joking! Calm down.”, you laugh and lean towards her again, “Which interview?”

Giving you a shy smile she rubs a hand along the back of her neck, “The one for Strings magazine? I think.”

“Oh god. That was an interesting one. I’ve never had an interviewer ask about my sex life before.”, you run a hand across your face as you chuckle.

She laughs at your cringing, “Yeah…can’t say I’d like to talk about my sex life on camera to a stranger. But I bet your answer will make her think twice before asking something like that again.”

“Yeah? You remember my answer?”, smirking at her as you talk.

She steps even closer to you, if you moved your hands they would brush against her, “It’s the reason I asked to come with Dina tonight.”

Your eyebrows raise at her confidence, “Oh? You curious about what all the fuss is about?”, biting your bottom lip and making your eyes look up at her the way you knew drove people crazy.

Ellie hums, “I’m more curious about what you said about it being a ‘one-way street’. Because if I’m not wrong? You mean no one’s ever shown you how much they appreciate you?”, she speaks with a smirk and you feel your face growing warm. This girl…

Your mouth falls open and you stutter, “I mean– I’m not– I’m not like some virgin…but no one’s…ever offered to…do that? I just– I’ve always– I enjoy it! So I figured, might as well.”, you ramble out and you can feel your palms grow sweaty, god you hope you aren’t making an absolute fool out of yourself right now.

She leans in, her lips ghosting your ear as she whispers, “Anyone who hasn’t offered is a fucking moron.”, pulling her head back she speaks inches away from your face, “Because it was the first fucking thing that crossed my mind when I saw you.”

You swallow hard, eyes glancing down to her lips where they sit in that cocky smirk she wears so well. Ellie stands straight and takes a step back, she bites back a smile at your flustered state. For the first time that night, you’re at a loss for words, mouth opening, and closing as you try to think of something to say.

Ellie glances down to her pockets, pulling out a thin tube and popping the cap open with her thumb, looking at you and tilting her chin, “You smoke? I’ve got some good shit.”

You mumble a breathy ‘yeah’ and slip off of the bar stool, shooting back the rest of your drink and taking a deep breath before you turn around and follow Ellie out of the bar.

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Your eyes follow the roach that rests in Ellie’s fingers as it makes its way to her lips. God, you could jump her right now. Your eyes are heavy and a lazy smile seems to permanently rest on your lips. Her eyes drift to yours and look you up and down in a way that sends shivers through you.

Fuck it. You step in front of her and grip the front of her flannel pulling her towards you, pressing your lips to hers. Your lips mesh together messily as the taste of raspberry vodka and weed mingles on your tongue. Her hands rest on either side of your face as you lean your body into hers.

Ellie pulls back slightly and mumbles in a breathy voice, “Bathroom?”

You stutter as her lips begin to trail down your jaw, “My– our van is parked in the– parking lot. The– the back windows are tinted.”. Ellie mumbles against your skin to take you both there.

You grab her hand in yours and quickly walk towards the van parked behind the bar. Oh! The others! Fuck! You grab your phone from your back pocket, open your band's group chat, and text them “Do NOT come to the van. OCCUPIED.”. Not waiting for them to make fun of you, you stuff your phone back in your pocket.

You fumble with your keys and unlock the back doors, you step into the van and close the doors after Ellie steps in, making sure to lock them. You turn around and place your hands on either side of Ellie’s face and press your lips to hers. The sound of your breathy moans and sighs fills the van. Pressing your hands on her shoulders, you both lower to the carpeted floor with your legs straddling her. Your hand threads through her short auburn hair as your lips trace down her jaw and neck. You need to hear her so you give her hair a slight yank causing a quiet whimper to escape. There it is.

“That was a cute sound.”, you let your lips ghost over hers as you tease her.

Her cheeks flush a pretty shade of pink and her grip on your hips tightens, “Fuck off…I wanna hear what pretty sounds you can make, yeah?”. You ‘tsk’ and let your hands travel to the button of her jeans, one hand traveling under her shirt and tracing her skin with a feathery touch.

“What if I wanna hear you, huh?”, as you begin to lower her zipper her left-hand grips your wrists, and her right-hand grips your jaw yanking your face so close to hers you can feel her breaths.

She shushes you as your lips meet with a gentleness that conflicts with the grip she has on your jaw, “Be a good girl for me and let me taste your cunt? Can you do that, baby?”. Her condescending tone turns you into putty and you are at a loss for words so you hum and nod your head.

Smirking at your pitiful state she lets her hands slide down to your plush thighs, “Lay back for me baby.”

You obey wordlessly, laying back on the soft carpet and leaning on your elbows. Your face is warm and you can feel the familiar coil forming in your lower belly as Ellie places her arms on either side of you sucking harsh red and purple marks on your neck. Ellie places kisses down your chest and your stomach, lifting the bottom of your shirt to kiss your lower stomach, eyes on you the entire time. She unbuttons your jeans and slides them off your legs, cursing as her eyes find the growing wet spot on your panties.

“All I’ve done is kiss you and you’re this wet for me baby?”, her fingers trace your inner thighs and she mocks you.

The delicious feeling of lustful embarrassment fills your veins and you bite your bottom lip and nod your head at Ellie. Hooking her fingers in the waistband of your panties she slides them down your legs, tossing them behind her.

She smirks as she looks up at you, “Tell me what you want baby. C’mon.”

“Fuck Ellie please”, you give your best puppy dog eyes. Her smirk grows and she ghosts her thumb over your clit, not giving it nearly enough attention.

“Please what? Huh? I heard your voice on stage. I know you’ve got it in you, baby. Tell me.”, she chides, thumb pressing onto your clit with more pressure.

“Please please fuck me. Please, Ellie, need you to fuck me.”

“Well since you asked like such a good girl.”, dipping her head down she places her warm mouth on your cunt. The feeling causes you to curse and throw your head back. Ellie devours your cunt like it is her last meal, the coil in your lower belly becoming tighter.

“Fuck. Fuck!”, the sounds filling the van are pornographic. Your head lifts and you glance down the length of your body. Sensing your eyes Ellie raises her eyes to meet yours, her tongue circling your clit perfectly causing your thighs to shake and you can see the mischievous glint in her green eyes. Your lewd moans fill the space.

You throw your head back again at the feeling of her fingers filling you. A loud whine escapes you when her movement stops abruptly, bringing your head back up, your eyes meet hers and she resumes her movement. Fucking…this girl is unbelievable. The coil in your belly is becoming painful as her fingers curl and stroke the spongy spot that makes your toes curl. Your eyes water when she adds a third finger, stroking all the right places.

The coil finally snaps when she flattens her tongue against your clit, “I’m gonna– Oh my– oh– Fuck!”, your thighs clench as you ride your orgasm out on Ellie’s tongue. Her movements slow and she gently removes her fingers as you drop from your elbows and lay flat on the floor.

“Holy shit. I don’t think– I’ve ever cum that hard.”, you mumble and cover your face with your arms. Ellie chuckles as she moves above you and pushes your arms away. Her lips gently meet yours, the dizzying sensation of tasting yourself makes your face warm.

Leaning up on your elbows you raise your chin to look up at her leaning over you, “Have you ever wanted to go on tour with a band?”

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destructive-path · 12 days

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thinking abt 80s arcade junkie!ellie who spends her free time trying to beat the high score on a pinball machine…..(sfw)

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it was the summer going into 8th grade when a new arcade opened up in town, and riley practically had to drag ellie to the building. the girl was reluctant to be in the presence of an excitable crowd. especially when most of the patrons would surely be fellow youth that she had grown a distaste for. however, as soon as ellie stepped into the establishment her breath was taken away. she was hypnotized by flashing neon lights, sounds of lazers, levels ups and more. but what really drew ellie in was the fact that the arcade had a space theme. needless to say she went back to the arcade every day that summer, and pretty much any day she could after that.

this brought us to now, where a twenty one year old ellie was still a regular at the arcade.

- ellie perfected her routine a few months back, the moment she steps into the building she goes to the bar for a pint and promptly lights a cigarette, starting off on a more simple game to ease her into night of fun and frustration

- after she’s satisfied with her literal pregame and her cig is nothing but ash in a tray, ellie makes eyes at her usual pinball machine, deciding its time to get serious (lock in ppl). on the busier days she has to wait to play because theres usually some kid smashing the games buttons and watching the lights flash in awe (similarly to how she did when she first came to the arcade.) as she makes her way to the game she fishes in her pocket thats filled with quarters, then pulls out a singular coin and places it on the edge of the machine. followed by an intimidating “i got next.” and the surrounding crowd groans in annoyance because everyone knows once ellie gets on the machine, its hers for the night.

- ellie never fails to bring her walkman to drown out the surrounding chaos of the arcade. she used to find the noise comforting, but the more she strived to beat the highscore the less she appreciated the distractions the arcade had to offer. it also didnt help that people (who didnt care to play said game) would flock around ellie to watch her play. her skills were unmatched. even though she had yet to beat that god forsaken highscore.

- now, even though she tried her best to remain civil, (not rlly) ellies temper often got the better of her. the woman had a bad habit of kicking the machine and swearing a nasty “fuck!” anytime she accidentally let the silver ball fall inbetween the pair of neon pegs and back into the machines possession rewarding her in a soul crushing game over. “watch it williams!” became such a popular saying amongst the employees that soon after even the customers would chime in when she lost her cool.

- ellie gets special treatment out the wazoo!! she always brings friends here for a free meal (the arcade pizza go crazy) because everyone loves ellie! it also helped that she paid her dues doing a grueling year of at the work at the arcade during her senior year of high school. she was always mumbling something about how expensive tuition college is. “fuckin art school….stupid…”

- oh boy this girl has a thing for girls who come into the arcade. (it was rare that she was graced by the gods with a presence of another woman in the arcade. let alone a gay woman.) but shes a terrible flirt! all she knows is play game be nerd :( but the girls that come up to her are so pretty! and when they know about games? ellie would swoon. so of course she agrees when they ask her “will you show me how to beat the final boss, ellie?” with big wandering eyes. “please?” how could she not?

- riley and ellie team up for super mario tournaments held at the arcade at the end of each month. ellie insists on being luigi, riley could care less. the pair enter the contest for some friendly competition, but after years of practice they never fail to win. the prize always goes to the duo who gets second place. the pair never seem to mind.

- mullet ellie is in full effect. (i mean, its the 80s…) that is until one day she was playing her game and grew sick of her hair falling in her face and covering her eyes. ellie swore it had effect on her performance, no one else bought that excuse though. so in a fit of rage she stormed into the neighboring barber shop and demanded they cut her hair as soon as possible. she left with a shorter cut then anticipated, and a much cleaner style than her usual effortless messy look. ellie didn’t hear the end of it for the rest of the week. “oh..looking very sharp today williams!” ellie made a mental note to start bringing a headband to the arcade, and to not be so impulsive.

- ellie always stayed until well after closing time, waiting for the staff to close up shop and smoke their post close cigarettes. the woman loved her silly pinball game and the joy and determination it provided. but these moments always held the most weight in her heart. just shooting the shit with a couple of fellow nerds. this is really why she came back so often. this was ellies community! and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

a/n: i went to an arcade recently and i couldn’t stop fantasizing abt this….pls consider reblogging! my reach is dead and i could really use the support 🫶🏽 *kisses u but only if u want it*

divider creds

#ellie williams #the last of us #lesbian #tlou2 #ellie the last of us #tlou #ellie tlou #ellie x you #ellie x reader #ellie drabble #ellie williams oneshot #i love ellie williams #ellie williams fic #ellie imagine

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ellieswaifu · 2 years

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ellie x f!reader where reader rides ellie's abs?? im so horny wtf ahahaha bonk me pls and btw ur writing is *chefs kiss*

earn it | ellie x f!reader

⌕ summary. riding ellie’s abs!┆masterlist

⌕ content warnings. mdni! smut, ab riding, mentions of thigh riding and oral, use of pet names (just baby i think), also not proofread!

a/n — hello everyonee:) i am back from my huge ass block and will slowly be trying to catch up to the requests in my inbox rn,, very very sorry for the long wait.

also would like to note that i will be adding a new character that i will write for; my beloved jill valentine from resident evil, so please if you are interested, submit some requests and i will do my best to respond!

ellie williams + ab riding! if there was one thing ellie would lose her mind over, it was sight of you writhing and grinding, chasing a high that you’re so desperate to reach all by yourself. she loved watching you. loved teasing you. loved telling you how well you were doing, trying to come all on your own. on most days, it would usually happen on her thigh, but she had another dream that she wanted to come alive. the first time ellie gives you the idea to do it, a sense of nervousness washed over your body. you didn’t know why it made you nervous. you couldn’t really pinpoint the difference between riding her abs than riding her thigh. it sounded the same, just a little bit higher on her body. but then again, it was her stomach. the same toned, hardened stomach that drove you crazy every time her shirt would ride up after stretching or pulling her hoodie off, only to reveal a small snippet of her underwear just beneath her pants.

she knows how much you love her abs. she could tell by how you looked at her and stared when she would just lay casually in the room with no shirt in sight. or when she would work out only in some shorts and a sports bra. and ellie just wanted you to prove to her how much you practically worshipped them.

“you wanna cum, babe?” she whispers softly in your ear, her breath tickling you, making you shiver down your spine.

after pulling all of your clothes off of you, you’re immediately seated right on her lap as the fabric of her boy shorts rubs against your bare thighs and her hands gripping you softly at your hips, caressing your skin with her thumbs. her breath on your neck is suddenly replaced with her patted lips grazing against your skin as your hands on her shoulders grip her tighter.

“you’re gonna have to work for it, hm?”

a moan escapes your lips just as one of her hands moves away from your waist and travels slowly down to your slick pussy. ellie pulls her hand away from you center. you watch her lips curve into a smirk as you lean your head against her shoulder after failing to suppress the whine that falls from your mouth.

“remember what i told you, baby? you think you can do it?” and of course, you never ever want to disappoint.

ellie leans back until her head is against the mattress of her bed, chuckling underneath you as you crawl up slowly to seat yourself against her bare stomach. her abs. so tight and defined. harder than the muscle on her thighs when you would ride them. it doesn’t take much for ellie to melt underneath you the moment your cunt makes contact with her skin.

and ellie looked fucking magnificent underneath you with one her hands at the back of her head as if she was relaxing and the other on your hip, firmly holding you in place. she’s smiling, excited for the next set of events all ready to play for her and that cocky smirk on her lips only made you wetter, your slick dripping onto the creases of her stomach.

“go ahead, (y/n)… make sure to make a big mess right on there, okay, baby?”

ellie’s smirk only grows wider the moment you nod your head and begin to slowly grind your clit against the firm muscle underneath you. you can’t help the small gasps and whines that bubbles up in your throat as you lean your head back, eyes closing shut as your pussy slicks up ellie’s skin quite nicely. the hand on your hip slides down to the fat of your thighs, squeezing slightly when ellie watches your neck strain as you lean back slightly.

“f-fuck, ellie…” it felt filthy almost; the way your clit constantly drags over her hard ridges, the cold air meeting the space inbetween your legs occasionally, and the way ellie looked at you. so amused. watching you like you were her prey.

“how bout we go a little faster, (y/n)?”

ellie brings both of her hands over to squeeze your hips once more, only this time, guiding you and establishing a rhythm far faster than your could have ever managed on your own. you shiver and moan as ellie drags you hard against her abs at a way faster pace than how you were just doing it before. the stimulation on your clit has your legs shaking in a matter of minutes. a groan leaves ellie’s mouth as she takes a glance down at the shiny mess you were making all over her stomach. such a pretty fucking pussy, she thinks, rubbing all over her.

and you’re close. she can feel it. the way your eyebrows scrunched up, the way you bit your lip, trying to suppress you rapid breaths and the way your thighs would squeeze her torso. she her hands away from her hips, chuckling in delight as you kept the same pace. the rhythm you tried to keep was erratic. god, it felt so fucking good. the palm of your hands pushed against ellie’s chest as you tried to chase your high, fingernails digging only slightly into her skin, surely leaving marks the next morning, knowing it’ll drive her crazy. and ellie pushes you even harder against her stomach, pressing down just at the right moment and at the right spot against your clit up until the band that held you together fucking snapped, gushing even more against her tummy as ellie tries to soothe your quivering legs.

“that’s it, baby…” ellie smiles again, her hands still helping you speed up against her tummy. “atta girl… how about on my face this time, (y/n)?”

a/n - a little short but i hoped u enjoyed :) also pls request some jill fics ;-; pls

#ellie x reader #ellie williams #the last of us #the last of us part 2 #tlou #ellie tlou #tlouii #ellie imagine #imagines #ellie smut #tlou part 2 #tlou2 #tlou smut #video games #fanfic #ellie williams x reader

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elliesmistress · 27 days

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This edit is doing some damage to me

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

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itsbecomeblue · 4 months

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band!ellie headcanons and smau

sinopse: ellie williams is the lead singer in a band (+some texts with her). i lost the resquest im so sorry!

cw: nsfw after the texts with warning! swearing, ellie's a changed woman after you, reader works in a record store and ellie's a simp.

part 2

✮ is obviously in a band with dina and jesse.

✮ cat was in the band when they started too, but they had massive drama when she and ellie broke up. (they're on good terms now tho! trust)

✮ they had a phase where they acted like they were both dating dina...(they were in a love triangle).

✮ got matching flash tattoos on their very first serious show.

✮ is kind of a fuckgirl and looooves her fans iykwim.

“just until i find the wife.” that's her lame excuse.

✮ the type of girl to have groupies and sign their tits.

✮ mets you at the fucking record store where you work.

"is that you?" you gather the courage to ask about what she was buying and she smiles proudly.

"it's our debut album."

"oh! congrats." you sigh before lifting your head to continue.

"i bought one this morning when they came in, thought it looked cool." and she has to ask for your number because why the hell did that make her heart melt.

✮ you initiate your first kiss after your lunch date and she just looks like she's never kissed before (:o)… awh she was NOT ready.

✮ 3 dates in and she's inviting you to a local show, having you in the front line. eye contact goes insane...

✮ you notice the girls drooling over her and tbh you feel a bit insecure.

✮ they bite their tongue when ellie leans over to you at the edge of the stage, singing to you, fingers on your chin.

✮ but soon enough she's on tour, she's texting you less and you try to move on.

✮ and you're soooo wrong for that because she's just busy and thinking about you.

✮ always talking about you to dina and jesse.

“i need to get back to my girl.” she's so delusional too.

✮ she's instantly only focused on you, weirdly adding your name in every cover of romantic songs they do at rehearsal.

✮ the first thing she does when she's back is run to the record store.

“how was the tour?” you asked, she's leaning on the counter and you take a step back.

“i missed you.” and you're not even thinking anymore.

✮ she wastes no time asking you to be her girlfriend after you cuss her out because she was late to one of your dates (it's hot asf).

✮ never beating the u-haul lesbian allegations after that.

✮ she's soooo daddy upstage but you know she wants and NEEDS to be babied.

✮ you were so upset she had a show on your birthday, but she called you on stage and serenaded you as if she was justin bieber or sum… flowers and everything. (she sang “one less lonely girl”)

her fr^

✮ when she's out and fans stop her… she's so sweet and attentive but she wouldn't want to be late to see you

“sorry girls, the wife is waiting i have to go.”

texts with band!ellie

nsfw (cw: cunnilingus [e!receiving], strap on sex [r!receiving]. switch!ellie!!!!).

✮ absolutely loves good luck head when you're backstage.

“baby just needs some encouragement, am i right?” you ask softly between open mouthed kisses on her lower stomach and thighs. she nods. “yes… need your tongue.” she grunts, thrusting her hips. you start licking and kissing her slit and she can't help but grind against your tongue until she cums all over it.

✮ loves it when you ride her strap too, but she has to switch out and completely dick you down… with permission after not touching you for so long.

“please let me fuck that pussy.” she knows you're getting tired, since you didn't even slap her hand when she started rubbing your clit. “come on…” she spits down your clit. “tired, babe?” you nod breathlessly grinding on her lap. she fucks up into you “tell me i can fuck you…” but she's already doing it?? “f-fuck me, ellie.” and now she's grining and holding you flat. “damn, this pussy's split open.” as she bottoms that shit deep in you. she will fuck you stupid.

a/n: this is a lot but i enjoyed doing it... and.... my phone's charged!

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mabermaple · 9 months

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Pawsitively Persistent 🧶(1/2)

pairing: ellie williams x reader

synopsis: ellie so desperately wants to adopt a cat, even with you saying no to her multiple times, she stays persistent in asking for one. with her birthday coming up, you decide it's the perfect time to get her one!

warnings: sfw!, reader is more of the desicion maker in their relationship! ellie being cutesy n all.

a/n: hi! this is part one of two. this is my first ever fic so pls be nice or i'll cry <3 shout out to all those amazing writers, you've given me so much inspiration and help on how to format! this is my own idea but idk if anyone has done it before, so if it seems familiar pls lmk, i dont want trouble 🥲

Those were just the very few conversations you and Ellie would have. Her being persistent as ever, and never taking no for an answer.

Of course there were times where you felt bad turning her down, you both always got each other what you want! But having an animal in the house was a different conversation.

Ellie specifically wanted a kitten, she said "It's so that the kitten gets used to us! What if we get a middle aged cat and it hates our guts, then what?" ...By middle aged, she probably meant like a three or four year old cat, but you cant really bring yourself to disagree with her, neither of you've owned a cat before anyways..

a couple days later

It was your day-off from work today! After watching endless tiktoks for whoever knows how long, you get up from you and Ellie's shared bed and head towards your door to get a snack in the kitchen. As your hand meets the bedroom door handle, your eyes catch sight of your calendar, which hung right behind your door. There, written in pink ink, Ellie's Birthday! "Oh right! only a week left" you say. With that, you head on over to the kitchen as you make a mental note to yourself to come up with gift ideas for the girl.

As you sip cold water from your tumbler, you scroll through pinterest for gift ideas. Somehow, none of the gifts seem to spark an interest within you. They were nice, but they all felt a little bit too simple, or too extravagant. Ellie would appreciate anything you gave her, hell, you could literally just present yourself and she'd be happy! But no, you wanted to give her something.

Almost thirty minutes of scrolling has passed, still nothing. You tried tiktok, still nothing. You decide to just give up, and text Ellie in hopes of finding out what she wants for her birthday. As you click on her contact, your conversation from a couple days ago suddenly pops up in your head. Ellie really wants a cat..

Finally, you get the perfect gift idea! You wait till her break time to text her.

Oh shit, I did not think my replies through

She has no idea for what's about to come..

After getting dressed and picking up Ellie from her workplace, you were finally here! "Ready to go inside?" you ask. "You have no idea how excited I am right now!" Ellie says. And she looks so giddy, like a child whose father finally gave in and allowed them to buy what they want after saying no multiple times. You cant help but chuckle. You were definitely gonna be like that father, but not today, she'll have to wait!

You were greeted by the shelter attendant once you came in. "Hello! Welcome! I'm Clara, the shelter attendant, may I know if you have a specific appointment? Or if you're here to just look around?"

"Hello! Just to look around! Specifically the cats though." You say. Clara smiles warmly at the both of you and ushers you to another employee. "This is Julie, she supervises the cat kennel, she'll lead you two inside." You both nod and say thank you, and head inside with Julie.

As you and Ellie step inside, you're both met with the sounds of cats meowing and the sight of cute kittens, which were secluded in a different area as to not get trampled by the many cats zooming around. Your girlfriend can hardly contain her excitement, as she pulls you away with her and rushes over to sit down. She's immediately stormed by cats, some literally just running over her and some crawling in to her lap. You giggle at her eagerness. Her hands going crazy petting every cat in sight.

Together you spend time interacting with the several cats up for adoption, and as Ellie busies herself, you carefully go up to Julie. "How exactly do the adoption processes go? I told her we aren't getting one at all because I'm saving the surprise for next week, her birthday" You tell her. Julie explains everything, and afterwards secretly hands you the adoption papers which you're now keeping hidden in your bag. You thank her and head on over back to Ellie, who's playing with just one cat now. Looks like she found the one, huh.

Ellie looks over to you as you crouch down beside her. "Baby look, isn't he so cute?" You take your phone out and snap a picture of her and the cat. "He does look so cute!" You eye his collar, engraved on it is his name, Biscuit. You pet him, running you fingertips on his soft fur and he gives a purr at your actions. Now that just makes you feel extra guilty– darn cat.

Your girlfriend's heart is melting at the sight of Biscuit. You can see the connection between Ellie and Biscuit growing stronger by the minute, and it warms your heart to witness their bond. You have to leave eventually and it pains you to do so. Seeing the solemn look on Ellie's face makes your heart crumble. As you leave the shelter, Ellie can't stop talking about how much she adored Biscuit and how she wishes she could bring him home.

You talk as you walk hand in hand towards the car.

"D'you have fun Els?" you ask.

"Yeah," she says with a sigh. "Reallyy wish we could've brought him with us y'know.."

You notice the defeated look on her face and it makes your heart ache. "I know baby, I'm sorry." You give her a kiss on her cheek as you say so.

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You both arrive home. Kicking off your shoes as Ellie walks to the bedroom to grab a fresh set of clothes. "I'm gonna go take a shower!" Ellie yells from the bedroom. "Alright, go freshen up! I'll make us dinner!" You reply. You opt for Mac N Cheese. Homemade of course. You reheated it on the stove and air-fryed some extra bacon and chicken tenders.

After thirty minutes, you started setting the table and you called out Ellie. "El! Dinner's ready!" She was brushing her hair out when you called her. Walking in to the kitchen, the smell of bacon hitting her straight in the face. "Smells so good babe" She says, as she walks towards you and hugs you from behind. "C'mon let's sit an' eat now"

You sat beside each other, comfortable silence surrounding you both as you ate. Ellie kept moving closer to you, she keeps looking like she has something to say but is hesitant. Having enough of it, you pull her closer to you by her waist. "What's going on inside my baby's head, huh?" you ask her as you look in to her eyes. Your actions slightly catching her off guard, making her blush and shake her head signaling nothing. You drink water, still holding her close to you, "Ellie." you call. She looks at you replies timidly with a "yes?". You ask her, "Are you upset? Over Biscuit?". Her eyes moved away from your face and she looks down, she definitely isn't hiding this well.

"No?" she says.

"Are you asking me or are you telling me?"

"Okay fine– I am. I am upset over him. He was just so cute babe! I really wanted him for us.."

"Oh baby.. You know I couldn't say yes because we're both always busy with work. Who's gonna take care of your cat if I allow him, huh?" You were gonna take care of him too of course, your work schedules would allow it! You're just saying this so she loses hope.

"My cat? He's gonna be ours, not just mine." She says as she rolls her eyes. She's getting mad cause she didn't get what she wanted.

"Okay, whatever– hey! don't roll your eyes at me. Like I said, no. I'm sorry baby but no. I know you really like him but now is not the time. Maybe next year, alright?" you say as you rub her side affectionately.

Next year?! That'll take forever, but if it means surely getting a cat then she'll wait. "I'll hold on to that 'next year promise!'"

You both clean up the kitchen, you offer to wash the dishes and you tell Ellie to get some rest upstairs.

"You sure sure you don't want help?"

"Yes Ellie, now go get some rest. You've been up all day!" She hugs and kisses you before heading upstairs to your shared bedroom.

Now that Ellie's gone, you pull out the adoption paperwork from your bag and fill up all the details needed. You and Ellie were cleared to adopt already, but neither of you actually chose one to bring home, so this was gonna be a smooth process. After fifteen minutes, the paper was complete! Now all's left is to hide it, go to the shelter on Ellie's work day, and wait till her birthday.

You glanced at the clock, 12:45am it read. You kept the papers and checked the house one more time before shutting the lights and heading upstairs. Finally, you can lay in bed with Ellie and go to sleep. She was already passed out when you came inside, rough day probably. You placed your phone on the night stand and scooted closer to Ellie, you were facing her, moving to hug her in her sleep. She looked so pretty, so at peace in her slumber that you couldn't help but smile as you closed your eyes and nuzzled in to her.

Oh you couldn't wait for her birthday.

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spaceshipellie · 10 months

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let me take care of you (smut)

ellie williams x reader

minors do not interact! 18+

summary: ellie comes back from patrol slightly injured and grumpy. reader takes care of her in more ways than one

cw: eating out (e receiving), scissoring, needy ellie, fluff

author’s note: i am going wild over this i just want to take care of a needy ellie so bad oh my GOD

you hadn’t been home long when ellie burst through the door, groaning loudly as she shook off her backpack and fell face first into the pillow on the bed.

“bad patrol?” you asked.

“fucking fell through a hole in the ceiling of this shitty building and landed on a pole,” she mumbled but the pillow swallowed her words.

“you what?”

she lifted her head, eyes squeezed shut as if she had a headache and repeated herself before letting her face flop down again, on her side this time.

“oh babe, are you okay?” you shifted from your seating position to lie down on your side next to her, tracing a finger on her freckled cheek.

“no,” she grumbled. you felt bad for her, knowing she was in pain, but you couldn’t help but also notice how cute she is when she’s grumbly and huffy.

“how about i give you a massage? would that help?”

she opened her eyes to look at you and contemplated.

“think so, i’ll have a shower first,” she said before taking a deep sigh to will herself off of the bed and drag herself to the shower. whilst you waiting for her you thought you’d try and make the room a bit more ‘moody’ and relaxing so you turned the light off and turned on some fairy lights instead and lit a couple of candles. you were just shaking out the duvet to straighten it out as she came back in wrapped in a towel. a small smile creeped up on her lips as she took in what you’d done for her.

“lie on your front,” you instructed and motioned towards the bed.

“thanks baby.” she unhooked the towel as she laid down and haphazardly laid it over her ass. she tucked her arms under her cheek and her eyes followed you around the room as you grabbed some moisturiser. you climbed onto the bed and straddled her legs until you were hovering over the back of her thighs.

“am i okay sat here?” you asked before relaxing your body weight on her.

“yeah yeah,” she mused and you got comfortable before squeezing some moisturiser on your hands and rubbing them together.

“i’m not the best at massages but i hope it helps and tell me if it hurts.”

“it’s okay, babe, and i will.” her voice instantly sounded more relaxed and sleepy than it had done when she first got home, which you took as a good sign.

you started at her shoulders and heard her let out a soft sigh. her skin was incredibly soft despite being an adrenaline junkie and getting herself into all kinds of scrapes, and it felt warm under your hands. you admired the faint freckles that kissed her shoulders, wanting nothing more than to lean down and kiss them yourself.

no, snap out of it, you thought. you’ve literally just started and she needs this. besides, being the one who gets to touch her like this and be soft and innocent with her after she’s been out encountering all manners of danger and risky situations felt special and your heart felt gooey at the thought.

after working her shoulders for a while you moved your hands a bit further down her back to her shoulder blades. she let out a groan and your hands paused for a moment.

“did that hurt?”

“no, feels good, baby.” she mumbled, her lips squashed slightly by her arm.

you carried on as you were, trying hard to actually give her a good massage and not just prod at her back for ages. you added a bit more moisturiser which allowed your hands to glide over her skin more smoothly.

you continued massaging her back for a while longer, your hands now working the small of her back, thumbs occasionally brushing against the top of the towel. neither of you had spoken in a while and you half suspected that she might have fallen asleep. that was until you felt her hips move ever so slightly. you carried on as you were, ignoring it, she still could be asleep. her hips wiggled again but this time you heard a faint moan.

“ellie?” you whispered. you heard a soft ‘hmm?’ in response.

“are you awake?” again, another ‘hmm,’ indicating a yes.

“oh okay, just checking.”

you went back to what you were doing, this time moving your hands further to her sides and she moved again. you couldn’t work out if she was just being sensitive to the massage, after all, she’s long over due one, or if maybe she was getting a bit turned on…

to test the waters, you grazed your hands down her sides near where her boobs pressed against the bed and ran your hands down her back and let your thumbs dip under the towel slightly. her hips shifted again and another moan escaped her lips. she was definitely horny.

you smiled to yourself, loving the effect you were having on her and how you were able to take care of your baby so well. especially because she could sometimes be really fucking stubborn about this sort of thing, insisting it’s her who takes care of you.

your hands continued working gentle circles into her lower back and waist as you gave into your earlier temptation and leaned forward to kiss her shoulder. she instantly moaned at the contact and you could see that her eyes were closed but she definitely wasn’t asleep.

you left kisses all along from one shoulder to the other and moved your hands down ever so slowly so that they wrapped around her hips, nudging the towel out of the way. her hips shifted as you did so, silently letting you know how eager she was for you to touch her. patience, darling, you thought to yourself.

you left more delicate kisses along her back before very slowly pulling the towel completely off and letting it drop off the side of the bed.

the tiniest whimper could be heard from her as her ass was exposed. you brought one hand down to give it a gentle squeeze and with your other, brushed some of her hair out of the way so you could kiss behind her ear and whisper.

“can i touch you?”

she let out a weak, “please.”

you began moving your body downwards so you could leave a trail of kisses all the way down her spine. when you reached the base of it, you paused to look up at her.

“can you please turn over for me, babe?”

it took a second for her brain to connect with her body after she’d been lying still for over an hour but she slowly turned to lie on her back. you caught her eye and she looked so pretty and peaceful. you encouraged her legs apart as you nestled yourself between them. leaving small kisses on her inner thigh you slipped a finger through her folds to feel how wet she was.

“you’re soaking.”

she merely hummed in response, the atmosphere making it hard for her to speak. your kisses got closer until you finally placed one on her clit. her hand instantly came to stroke through your hair as you lapped and swirled your tongue around. your hands kept a soft grip on her thighs, keeping them open.

you were going to make sure everything you did was gentle with her right now, as that’s what she seemed to need.

you buried your face deeper into her cunt and eventually curled your tongue inside of her, causing your nose to press against her clit.

her hand remained in your hair, giving it gentle tugs. her moans were soft and quiet, but that didn’t mean you weren’t making her feel so good right now.

you found a rhythm that you kept going with until you could feel from the way her body jerked that she was closing to coming.

feeling the creamy white cum drip out of her and straight onto your tongue had you grinding your hips into the mattress, the pool between your legs growing.

she let out a “fuck” as she came before you slowly pulled away. you took a second to appreciate how pretty her pussy looked before leaning up and gently lying on top of her. your nose gently nudged hers as you planted a soft, wet kiss on her lips, making her taste herself.

her fingers started to pull at the hem of your top and you quickly obliged by taking your top off and resuming the kiss whilst your bare tits pressed against hers.

her legs wrapped around you slightly, her foot bumping your ass. her hands trailed down your back, making you shiver almost at how soft her touch was. christ, you loved her like this. so gentle and needy and clingy for you. it was a side of her no one else ever got to see. her fingers now toyed with the waist band of your jeans, making feeble attempts to get them off.

“so needy for me, baby,” you mumbled into the kiss.

“am not.”

you couldn’t help but laugh a little. “okay, if you say so.”

you kissed her harder before she could utter any snarky comment back before pulling away to take your jeans off. you didn’t break eye contact with her whilst you shoved your jeans and underwear off.

the second they were gone you were back, pressed against her like a puzzle piece. kissing her and squeezing her waist. you were both moaning into each others mouths as you started to run your hand down to cup underneath her knee, holding it up.

you pulled away from the kiss and shifted your position so that your soaked cunt was pressed against hers, your hand holding one of her legs up.

you both let out a whinier moan at the contact as you started to rock your hips against her. eating her out a moment ago had basically been like edging for you and you were dripping and desperate for this. your free hand intertwined with one of hers whilst her other hand held your hip, helping you move.

“fuck baby,” she breathed.

“does that feel good?”

her head flung back and her grip on your hand tightened as she gasped, “feels so good.”

it didn’t take long for you both to be coming, the wet sounds tipping you both over the edge. as you felt your body go limp, you slowly climbed off and resumed your previous position lying on top of her. you were both panting a bit and you let out a little laugh before meshing your lips with hers again.

“do you feel better now, babe?” you asked.

“can barely remember what happened,” she smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“i love you.”

you rested your forehead on hers.

“i love you too, el.”

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mxlktxa · 9 months

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𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨

𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯!𝘢𝘶

𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘹 𝘧!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, (𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥) 𝘫𝘰𝘦𝘭, 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺, 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 (𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘺𝘢/𝘧𝘢𝘺)

𝘤𝘸; 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯(??)

𝘸𝘤; 1.3𝘬, 7.7𝘬 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴

𝘵𝘭𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

The sound of chuckling and the front door closing had startled me out of my sleep, the clock in my peripheral reading four twenty-four a.m. I pushed myself onto my feet, the cold floor making me flinch in the slightest, but I pushed forward anyway, wanting to see my fiancée, as she had been gone since six p.m. yesterday.

“Ellie? Ellie, where have you been? It’s four in the morning,” upon my arrival in the kitchen, there stood Ellie, glancing up at me while she held her phone to her ear. Who could she be on the phone with at this time? Walking towards her, she seemed to back up just a little bit, holding her hand up to keep me back which made my face twist into confusion.

“No, it’s nothing. I just got home, that’s all. I’ll call you after I wake up,” her tone came off as friendly, but her face showed annoyance and discomfort. I chose to ignore it, rubbing my eyes to try and adjust to the light.

I watched my lover finish up her call, ready to smother her in love as soon as she was available to me. This odd feeling of not having a chance to do so had made me a little upset, almost turned back to the bedroom to wait for her so we could cuddle and go back to sleep.

“Why do you do this?” Ellie brought me out of my thoughts, the question completely flying over my head for all of two seconds.

“Hm?”

“Why do you always have to make yourself known? You saw I was busy and still chose to bother me?” that friendly tone over the phone had been thrown out the window, an uneasy feeling settling in my chest which also made my hands shake out of being so shocked and nervous, “You don’t need to come running to me when I get home all the time.”

“But you’ve always loved when I did that. I’m sorry, I just… You’ve been out since six o'clock yesterday and we had plans too,” the tension felt so thick like you could strangle somebody with it, Ellie rolled her eyes at my words, “I thought I’d wait up for you and we could watch a movie or something.”

“Or you could stop being so clingy and give me some space. You don’t need to know where I am every second of the goddamn day. I have a life and friends that aren’t just you.”

A frown took over my face as I was trying to understand why she was lashing out at me. It’s been like this for the past year, and I never understood why. We blamed it on stress, on personal reasons, on other people. Ellie swore every other day that she would change, make things better yet I’ve seen no improvement from her. It was always me that changed. Stopped doing certain things, cut down on asking her for her time, and spent less time trying to pretty myself up for her to be intimate with me. I even began eating less of anything to see if that might help me. I hated it and I wasn’t sure what to do.

“I didn’t mean to upset—,”

“Say something else for once, fuckin’ christ! If you’re not meaning to upset me then stop doing these things. You’re like a lost little puppy and I’m sick of your shit,” Elie pushed past me to the bedroom, footsteps sure to have the downstairs neighbors complain in the morning.

I subconsciously followed her, proving her ‘lost puppy’ statement. I stood in the doorframe, twiddling my thumbs together, I watched as she furiously got undressed and ready for bed. used to adore watching her settle down for the night but it’s just starting to feel like she was packing things up just to leave me, alone and bummed out in the apartment.

Without even thinking, I spoke up, “Why’ve you been so nasty towards me, Els? I just wanna spend time with you. You’re my fiancée.”

The entire world froze. Tension grew impossibly thicker, my breath caught in my throat while I started to sweat. The shaking in my hands seemed worse now too, eyes darting everywhere but at Ellie to avoid her deadly gaze. Instead of blowing up at me as per usual, Ellie just stayed silent, continuing her preparation to retire for the night.

My feet carried me to the bed, kneeling on it behind her to lean my cheek against her, only to be shrugged off and nudged away. Tears were starting to well up while I just sat staring at her back. I reminisced on the times when Ellie would come home, begging me to hold her and touch her all over and I would just give in, her affection almost overwhelming when I did so.

“Will you be gone in the morning again?”

“Go to sleep,” she spoke bluntly, pulling herself under the covers.

I removed the gold ring from my finger, reaching over to Ellie to place the item on her nightstand. She turned to me with a confused, upset look. I didn’t want to go through with anything if she was only going to proceed with ignoring me and treating me so unfairly. It was odd to see her starting to worry or care after I did this small gesture.

“I’m calling it off,” I muttered, “I don’t wanna be with you anymore since you keep acting like this. I have sat and talked with you about this countless times. I have sat and talked with Joel, Tommy, and Maria about this, and it hurts that they think I should leave too.”

“What?”

“I’m tired of you, Ellie. So sick and tired,” those tears from earlier started to come down to aid my voice cracking, “I’m tired of the arguments, tired of the cold shoulder, tired of crying every time I notice you’re uninterested or that you’re not here after a small argument.”

“Put the ring back on and stop overreacting.”

“No. I know you were on the phone with another girl, and I don’t want to be the third party in my own relationship. I’m calling off the wedding, thank god we haven’t put any money into it yet, and I’m moving out with my sister next month once this lease is over.”

“You really think this is a good—?”

“I think it’s the best idea I’ve ever made in the past year that you’ve treated me like fucking garbage!” my voice cracked completely, cursing myself for being so weak in front of Ellie, “I’m done. We are done.”

Ellie was now sitting up with my ring in her hands, eyes filled with desperation and sorrow, “No, look. We can fix this, I can change.”

“Just stop. You’ve said these exact words so much I’ve memorized them, ‘I can change, and we can be happy again, I love you, babe, just don’t leave’, blah, blah, blah. Well, guess what, Ellie? I’m not sticking around this time,” we both sat in silence as we cried in each other’s presence, “Change of plans, I’ll be packing tomorrow, and I’ll be out of your hair in the next two weeks. You can keep everything here, I don’t care.”

“Baby—,”

“Stop, Ellie, just stop,” getting up from the bed, I gathered my pillows and headed out to the living room, “Just go to sleep,” I used her words from a little bit ago against her, closing the door and sitting on the couch, trying to get comfortable.

I hated how to mean I was, but I needed to put my foot down at some point. I loved Ellie, truly, but I miss the old her. The one who would wake me out of my sleep just to get a slushie from the nearby gas station, the Ellie that would suffocate me with hugs and kisses, the Ellie that promised me since high school that we would be a ‘forever thing’. Guess we were being delusional.

This was going to take me so long to get over and I hate myself for being so attached. I wish I didn’t have to deal with any of these feelings. I wished I could just feel… numb.

𝘢𝘯; 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳/𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨… 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺

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