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What's Today's Date?

dealer!ellie x reader

18+ only

happy 4/20!

thinking abt dealer!ellie smoking you out then slutting you out on her strap till you’re hearing colors !

NOT PROOFREAD

Ellie was practically foaming at the mouth the week leading up to the "biggest day of the year" in her words. When you first met your now girlfriend, you were wide eyed and innocent. Never have even thought about putting anything like that substance she loves so much into your body. Confused at what she could have been talking about, you poutted all day. You felt like a terrible girlfriend! You knew it wasn't her birthday or even Joel, her adoptive dad's birthday. Stumpped over what it possibly could be, you dragged yourdelf through your classes.

Ellie told you that she would be very busy working today when you were over at her quaint apartment at the edge of campus last night. You weren't naive...well not as much as some may think. You knew Ellie was a dealer. That much never bothered you. She was careful and never let you come along on deals (no matter how much you begged her). Ellie knew what she was dealing with was not the safest and she'd do anything to keep you safe. You admired that of her. Having someone put you first in all facets of the word was a new expirence for you. Getting used to it was the real challenge.

You were laying in your dorm bed thinking of ways to make it up to Ellie. How could you somehow forget what could possibly be her favorite day of the year! You were beyond frustrated with yourslf when a familair knocking pattern at your door was brought to your attention. You leaped out of bed with a smile on your face, pushing down the guilty feeling bubbling up within. Its been a whole day without seeing or texting your Ellie and you could not believe how much you missed her. Another set of knocks and a loud-

"Baaaaabe, c'mon I gotta surpise!"

Manifested from behind the old wood. You giggled as you opened the door to a very clearly inhibriated Ellie Williams. If you couldn't tell from her low eyes and smirk, the n you could definatley tell from the strong smell rolling off of her. Although you have only smoked a few times (all with Ellie) you thought the aroma of Ellie's natural musk mixed with bud was tantalizing.

"Hi baby." You greet your girlfriend with an amused smile at her state. Ellie immidatley pulls you in for a deep and sensual kiss. Her hands are traveling towards the apex of your thighs, pulling and pushing the soft skin. You let out a soft moan in surpise and pleasure. You separate the kiss, remembering that you are in the middle of your dorm floor.

You look at Ellie with wide eyes, yet her face hasn't changed from the slight smirk that drives you insane.

"Hi princess," Ellie bites her lip, obivioulsy gawking at you in her oversized shirt and sweatpants.

"I missed you, it wouldn't be my favorite holiday I didn't get to spend the rest of the day with my girl." She cheekily pinches the sides of your hips with a smile; she knows exactly what she does to you.

Did she say holiday? Now you were even more confused. What holiday was in the middle of fucking April? Ellie must have picked up on your confusion because she starts to chuckle. You pout, wanting to understand what could possibly be this funny.

"Aw, baby, don't pout," She tries (and fails) to hide her smile.

"I've been so confused all day! It's only thursday." You whine. Ellie couldn't help herslef, she pressed a quick peck into your lips.

"It's okay babe, it's 420 today." She walks into your room and pulls out her infamous case. You immidatley shut the door with a giggle.

"That's today? I thought today was the 18th." You whine at your stupidity.

"I could've skipped classes and stayed with you today!" You pout some more as you sit next to Ellie on your couch. Ellie looks up at you with a disapproving look.

"You know I would've made you go into class. It's been so busy that I ran out of the stash that I sell. Babe I got enough to fucking spoil you so much you have no idea." Ellie moves back from rolling a few to look at you.

"I'm gonna wine and dine you so well you're not gonna be able to walk till next semster." Ellie flashes you her famous smirk that has you pressing your thighs together. Unbeknownst to you, that action doesn't go unoticed by your girlfriend.

To shake those naughty thoughts about Ellie from your head, you move to "smoke-proof" your room. The last thing you want is to set off the buildings fire alarm and get your girlfriend caught. You open your windows and cover your smoke alarm as Ellie watches your every move. Her eyes burning holes into your body. Thoughts of strapping you with the silicon tucked into her pants drives her insane. She has to be patient; at this route, she wont even get to see how you look all fucked out AND high. Ellie adjusts herself on the couch while you get situated next to her.

"You know you don't need to spoil me, babe. You work hard, you deserve your money." Ellie lights the perfectly made blunt and puts it to your mouth.

"Shush, now breathe in for me." You suck in a shaky breath as you can feel the heat spread even more between your damp thighs. You exhale and try not to choke on your breath as Ellie is massaging your lower abdomen.

"God, you look so pretty when you smoke." She bites her lip and puts the blunt back up to your mouth.

Ever since you first smoked with Ellie, she has made it a habit to do everything for you. She prepares, rolls, and even holds the blunt for you. She doesn't want her pretty girl to lift a finger.

After a few hits between the two of you, you gradually start to feel the high. A giddy smile makes way to your mouth as your eyes seem to get lower and lower. Ellie is starting to have trouble controlling herself around you. The higher both of you get, the more needy she become. This obviously having its shared affect on you.

You don't even notice this, but you are bucking your hips up in the air, searching for friction while you watch Ellie finish the last of the substance. Your eyes followed the delicious view of her fingers wraping around the blunt, trailing its way to her puckered lips. She exhales the billowing smoke before ashing out the roach in her the kirby ashtray she made you in her ceramics elective.

Ellie all but tackles you onto your back with a sense of need and urgency. Her rough hands firmly squeeze at your body, groaning at how soft you feel under her shirt. Her slightly chapped lips bruised kisses all across your body. In your heightened state, you couldn't prevent your moans from slipping between your teeth.

"Fuck Els- mph, please." And a conglomerate of pitiful moans excaped you.

Ellie was absolutley eating every single second of you needy and pliant state up. Her deep grunts and remarks of praise were floating through your head, making you dizzy.

"C'mon pretty girl, lemme make you feel so good. You deserve it, baby." Ellie felt the need seep out of her skin. She couldn't hold back. She needed to fuck you, feel you, be inside of you. She needed to taste you and bring you to your high over and over and over again. Just when you think you can't anymore, she needed to do it all over again.

You couldn't stop whining. Everything just felt extra heightened and sensitive. You could feel the rubbing of your nipples against Ellie's shirt and hands making you almost cum on the spot. Your head was filled with one thing and one thing only. Ellie.

You nod your head feriously in agreeance. You needed her lips on you, her hands feeling your hot skin, her- oh. She's been packing this whole time. A wanton moan leaves you as Ellie chuckles.

"C'mon use your words." She rasps in your ear. Her hand trailing down your stomach to the band of the sweatpants you're wearing.

"Please." You mutter as you buck your hips up, begging for her to touch you.

"Please, what? What do you need, baby?" Ellie teases as her hands pull down your pants, leaving your white cotton panties on full display. Her thumb hovers over the damp spot made by your slick with a groan.

"Please touch me, wanna feel good." You feel like crying. You have never felt so aroused and needy in your life. Only Ellie could make you feel this way.

"Atta girl." She smirks before diving in ontop of your damp underwear. Shes sucking and slurping every last drop like a madman and you're seeing stars. Ellie is rutting her hips into the couch, feeling the strap nudge her clit deliciously. She moves your underwear off swiftly, needing to get a tatse of your full essence.

Oh and does Ellie abosolutley go in. You gasp at the intrusion of her tongue in you tight, fluttering hole. Her muscle prodding at all the right places within you. Her hands pushing up the shirt you're wearing to pinch at your nipples. Twisting and tugging at your buds, Ellie cages your legs in between her stong arms to prevent you from moving. Having no where to go, you reach your peak hard and fast. This blindsides you and causes you to squeeze Ellie's head between your thighs as you ride out your high. Ellie could not be any happier then right here between your legs. Shes lapping up your slick.

"Hmph no more Els- too much!" You puff out in laborded breaths. Ellie removes her head from between your thighs. You thought that you couldn't want her to fuck you anymore, but the scene of her jaw soaked in you essence made you squeeze your thighs together.

"Fuck babe, you got one more in you don't you? Huh, my good girl? I need to fuck you on my stap. C'mon pretty thing I know you can do it." Ellie was basically whining with need to put her purple silicon friend into the depths of you.

You gave her a weak nod and she kisses you on your sweaty forehead before removing her ratty jeans. Her strap hangs off her hip, standing proudly before she grabs the bulbous head. Ellie drags the toy up your slick center teasingly before dipping the head into you. The angle rubs against Ellie's abused clit perfectly. You can see her pleasure as she throws her head back.

"I can't take it slow, baby I need to fuck you. God, I need to fuck you right now." Ellie moans as she brings her forehead to yours. You grab onto her cheek and nod.

"'s okay Els, use me. Want you to come f'me, please?" You beg while Ellie's eyes practically roll back into her head.

She pistons her hips with fast and deep thrusts, hitting her clit in the perfect spot everytime. You on the other hand, you're seeing stars. Ellie managed to get deeper then she has ever been while fucking you. You can't tell if it's the high or a combination of both, but shes fucking you so good. The languid sounds of her strap going in and out of you at a mind numbing pace set you spiraling.

"Fuck- ohmygodelsohgod!" Was all that you could muster to speak inbetween incorherent gutteral moans.

Ellie swears it's like she can feel you on her strap. This is the best she has ever felt and that climax is coming fast.

Her grunts mixed with your whines and moans made her work harder. Her strokes start to falter a bit as she beigns to be more vocal. That is when you know that your girl is about to cum.

"Fuck, who's pussy is this, hmm? Who's the only one to fuck you like this? Have you dripping- fuck- have you dripping for them?" She grunts as her pace slows but her thrusts get deeper.

You let out high moans "Youelsohgod- s'you!" You moan. The thread finally breaks within you as Ellie moves her hand inbetween your two bodies. Her dominant hand circling your puffy clit. This causes you to gush out all over her thighs and drench the couch beneath you.

"Oh fuck-" Ellie immedatly cums from seeing you make a mess all over her. You have never squirted before, but now? Ellie thinks shes obsessed.

Her hips slow as she finishes her climax. Shes praising you for how good you did for her before pulling out of you. You whine at the feeling and Ellie sushes you in comfort. After cleaning you both up, Ellie picks you up for you both to relax in your bed.

"You're so hot, babe. I am so making you squirt for the rest of our lives." Ellie smiles.

"Ellieuuhhh!" You shriek and playfully smack your lover.

There is no way you'll forget 420 ever again.

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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

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JEALOUS!ELLIE X READER - LUST FOR LOVE.

[PART TWO OF FADE INTO YOU].

WORD COUNT - 2,893.

RATING - 18+. [ellie being a desperate cunt basically, oral sex, scissoring, over-stimulation & squirting, oh and angst!]

SUMMARY - you had moved on and Ellie hates it, but would do anything to get you back.

[requests are closed, until i post five chapters of a song of thorns they will open again]. if you want to join a the last of us discord/joel miller discord here you go! 𓆩♡𓆪

if this reaches more than ninty notes maybe i'll post part 3, which would most likely be the last one for this mini series :)

You have fulfilled what Ellie had feared, you had moved on and you have moved on quicker than she expected, she had heard the news from Dina who was told by Jesse due to the fact that the current person you were in a relationship with was a friend of Jesse’s, Justin.

Ever since you had started dating Justin, you had not marked Ellie at all; if you were being honest, you had missed Ellie, and it would be a half-truth if you said you weren’t dating Justin as a distraction, the man was sweet and had ticked all the boxes of being an excellent romantic partner.

Forthwith, you had been in Justin’s lodge, he had caught a cold which had made you quite upset since it would mean you couldn’t have him as your patrol partner for tomorrow, he had been your patrol partner this current and previous week. Justin was an excellent patrol partner, protective, skilled and strong, he had always checked up on you to see if you were hurt or bitten. His sweetness was overwhelming, you had wondered if this was all an act because most of the men you had romantically in your life weren’t the kindest.

However, since Justin was sick, and it had meant that someone had to replace him for your shift tomorrow, you had hoped Maria would be kind about who she would replace as your patrol partner. Though, currently, you had made him soup and delivered him multiple medicines to make your boyfriend feel better, presently it was night and you had informed him that you would be sleeping on the couch because you didn’t want to catch the same sickness he owned, but he had pleaded for your presence.

“Please baby,” he hopelessly whined as he reached out for you but you had comically rolled your eyes at him while you had made your way to the doorframe of his bedroom. “Sleep next to me.”

“Justin, I don’t want to get sick,” you smartly replied, “if you weren’t I would have been in bed with you and made you feel better in ways you would’ve loved.”

You had smiled at your sexual innuendo which had made your partner dramatically sob in thought of your sensual behaviour. Albeit, he had let you go and you had peacefully slept on his sofa.

The next day, you had returned to your home to prepare for your current shift, subsequently, you had met up with Maria who was ready to inform you with who you had to patrol with. Maria was a kind lady, stern and straightforward also had the characteristics of a leader, but you had remembered how much she had annoyed you with the lecture she had mailed you after the night you had your party.

You had remembered the words she had used, “disruptive”, “loud”, and “disrespectful”. You were sure most of the complaints had been from Seth, you had never gotten along with that man.

You had greeted the older woman who then politely tapped you on the shoulder, she had a look on her face that had told you that you would not be fond of what she had to tell you. You had not said anything to her but your eyebrows were knitted up as you silently waited for her to tell you what she had to say. “You’re partnered up with Ellie today, I know it’s something you don’t want today, but we’re low with supplies and I’ve been told there’s infected around and you and Ellie make a great team.”

Well, you would’ve made a great team if you two had been keen on each other. You were surprised, but you had kept the startlement to yourself. “Please, be kind to one another and use this time to make up.”

Jokingly, you had furrowed your eyebrows, eyes glistened with curiosity, “had you planned this so the two of us could make up?” You asked, lowly amused by her sneaky attempt.

“Somewhat like that,” Maria hastily commented as Ellie appeared, you had been informed before Ellie as Maria was tactful about it, she had gathered just like you, that Ellie had been avoiding you, so if the leader had informed the red-haired girl before, she was sure Ellie would have done anything to avoid going with you.

It was awkward whilst Maria had delivered the message that the both of you were partnered up, you had kept to yourself while Maria had explained Ellie everything, she had explained to you, when she had completed telling Ellie of her shift, she had shared with you, Maria had then glanced towards you then rebounded towards Ellie. “Like I said, be kind to each other and safe.”

You two had then left to the stables after you had bid Maria a goodbye; your horse was named Stella, she was a ginger mare, known for her stamina and speed and similar to your strength and fortitude. You had waited for Ellie to take her horse, Shimmer but you were quite ahead of her when she had finished her task. Your route out of Jackson was silent, you two were slightly next to each other and this time, Ellie was marginally ahead of you.

Ellie had thought of what happened a week ago and she couldn’t help but scoff about how fast you were to move onto the next piece of meat. You had heard the quick sound she had made but ignored it until the question that had been bubbling in your head eventually popped.

“Why have you been avoiding me?”

Once more, Ellie had scoffed, unbothered to face you, hands suddenly tight on the reigns connected to Shimmer. “Why are you avoiding me?” She foolishly repeated.

“Yeah,” you silently muttered, “why are you avoiding me?”

“Didn’t you kick me out?” She bluntly reminded you, “it would be stupid for me to come back to you and act like nothing happened.”

Well, she had practically slut-shamed you, so if someone had the right to avoid the other, it would be you. Gently, you clicked your tongue while you fiddled with your necklace Justin had given you as a late birthday present, the Williams girl had noticed your small action but had said nothing about it.

The rest of the patrol had involved you two searching for supplies and killing off the infected Maria had been informed about. The both of you had almost been close to one of your bases, and you had decided to use the time to speak again. “That doesn’t mean you have to deny every invitation Jesse or Dina give you, especially in settings where I’m there.”

“You’re almost pushing them to the point where they have to do functions without me so you can come.”

You didn’t want it to become this bad, it had upset both Dina and Jesse because they had missed having the group together. “If I do come then that means I’ll have to see you with that Justin dude.”

You had raised the both of your eyebrows, startled as you pieced together what she had informed you. “Is this what it was all about?” You quickly questioned, “because I moved on with Justin?”

“Maybe it is,” Ellie shrugged as she tried to push the jealousy, she had for the both of you out of her mind. “You did exactly what you denied you would do, you moved on when I did the slightest thing wrong.”

You had remained silent while the two of you made it to the base after you had tied your horses to stable poles so you could relax in the post that was known for its loud and alcohol. You had relaxed on the nearest sofa, fingers fidgeted with the jewellery around your neck as your mind was submerged with dozens of thoughts and ways to start another conversation with the stubborn girl who sat beside you, there was a gap between the both of you, the gap then filled with the presence of her bag.

“I don’t want to keep fighting with you,” you lightly muttered.

“You always give me a reason to.”

You had pressed your lips together and you had sworn you would’ve broken your necklace, Ellie was so difficult, you had matched her energy so it was an endless dispute between the two of you. “Where did you get your necklace?”

“Justin gave it to me as a birthday present.”

She snorted, it’s almost as if she had wanted to piss you off, make you feel like it was a terrible decision to be romantically partnered with the man who had been nothing but kind to you. You had pouted while you looked down at your legs, fingers still wrapped around the necklace, “at least he got me a present,” you pouted whilst you had avoided Ellie’s look who responded with silence until the woman picked up her backpack and unzipped the bag to reveal a small box she had kept in her gear.

It was disclosed to be a bracelet, the jewellery was handmade but it was very detailed and looked valuable, you had stared at it with awe as Ellie dangled the piece in front of you, “I wanted to give it to you during your birthday party, but couldn’t…” she sheepishly trailed off while you had taken the object from her and put it on yourself while you had observed that the trinket had both of your initials.

“It’s pretty, thank you Ellie,” you had gingerly smiled as you continued to examine the developed and itemized bracelet. You hadn’t known what came over you but you were sure you would regret it the next day, your lips confined with Ellie’s, your slender hands were clasped around her face, eyes closed and heated by her short act of kindness.

You didn’t understand why it was so easy for you to fall into Ellie’s arms, feasibly, it could have been the time away you had from each other that had you eager to have her again. You two had mutually taken off each other’s clothes, Ellie’s rough fingers competently found way between your legs and brushed against your bud, you had moaned into her mouth as she had gulled with your cunt, she had known how to play with your body better than anyone else that has touched you, she had always caused you to fall into a love drunk state which perhaps could have been the reason why you had briskly fallen into her arms again.

She had your back pressed against the sofa, legs widely spread as her face was currently enclosed by your cunt, she was always rough with her oral sex, her attention always intent and enfolded with your pearl she was invariably obsessed with, she had perpetually loved your taste, the tanginess and explosive nectar always kept her going, her two digits in your pussy and her heavy tongue lapped against your clit. You had arched your back, jewelled hand had planted in her hair as you animalistically rubbed your cunt against her face, your cries high and lewd.

With you overstimulated, Ellie’s tongue had fallen flat against your heated area, her coloured eyes stuck and fixated with your appearance, your choppy movements as you could feel yourself almost close with an orgasm. “Ellie, just like that!” You shamelessly whined, “just like that Ellie,” you hysterically pleaded during the time that your sweet ambrosia leaked into her mouth, Ellie eagerly belted and devoured your tangy nectar then pulled herself from your cunt after she kissed your pussy with a couple more licks ere she urged her mouth against yours once more.

With her fingers against her clit to prepare herself, the red-haired woman positioned her bud against yours, vulgar and lustful to have you cum again. She had moved her hands to your breasts and tightly fiddled with your nipples while she moved her cunt against yours, the sour and intense feeling enough to make you squeal into her mouth as she humped your heated area rabidly. She used your cunt like an animal maniacally pleasing itself, obsessed and determined to dominate you, the nails of her fingers dug into the skin of the sofa as she drawled the rhythm of her hip moving, sending you into a complete crazed edge.

“Fuck,” she chanted before she cloaked her lips around your nipple and drastically lapped her tongue against your tit, her body caved in against yours as she succumbed into her coarse and sharp desires and brambly caressed and fondled her clit against yours, her eyes tightly closed as her fingers moved from the sofa and to your highly positioned leg, her nails gently pierced into your skin, the afflictive bliss egged you into an elated climatic state.

Ellie’s crude and filthy pornographic shape, dogged and obstinate as she shortly orgasmed against your cunt, but firm on stroking herself against you to ride you into an over-aroused matter, you had loudly whimpered and moaned in relations to her tormenting stance, still, intoxicated by lust you had drowned into her provoking state and had squirted again; satisfied, the auburn-haired girl had pulled herself away from you.

It was silent while the two of you had put on back your attire, you had felt an immense guilt strike over you and you had wondered why that intense feeling hadn’t come before you had kissed Ellie. It seemed as if Ellie had taken a note of your convicted state and had lightly nudged you, “what’s wrong?” She questioned, sincerely oblivious to why you had seemed so disrupted.

You had nimbly choked a laugh at her inquiry whilst you had tied your laces you had looked at her as if she was futile. “What’s wrong?” You carefully repeated, “I’m a terrible girlfriend, that’s what’s wrong.”

“It’s not your fault,” Ellie mumbled but you shook your head.

“I kissed you first,” you argued as you stood up to your feet. “I have to tell him.”

Evidently, against the idea, Ellie gently shook her head. “He doesn’t need to know.”

With your shoulders slumped, doubtlessly shaken by the culpability and error you had just done. “Then what else can I do?” You asked severely stern on making yourself feel improved, Ellie, anxious, had responded with silence, her eyes big with alarm and angst of having to lose you again, “we can just continue not seeing each other.”

God, you were always one to choose the option that had Ellie feel abhorrent. “That doesn’t need to happen.”

“Yes, it does,” you painfully replied, “we pretend that this never happened, you can continue on your-hating-me hill and I can continue having a relationship with Justin.”

“Why do you need to still date him?” Ellie gratingly asked, taken aback that you had still wanted to have a romantic bond with the man, she had felt and believed that the connection you had with him wasn’t one you were genuinely happy with, and she was right, you were someone who loved to have a fiery and foolhardy romantic love life, Justin gave you the opposite of that. He was calm and gentle.

“He’s a good person, he’s good to me,” you hopelessly replied, desperate to move Ellie from the animosity she had for your relationship with him. “I’m sure the two of you would be good friends too.”

Ellie laughably scoffed at your statement, she had now been determined to leave the base, she had picked up her bag and swung it onto her shoulders, yet, she still made effort to look at you, an inquisitive question imprinted in her mind. “Is he more important than me?”

Your eyes widened at her inquiry, surprised to the fact that she would ask such a bold question, but, you had already had the answer in your mind, and it was one she had already knew. “No, he’s not,” you truthfully responded, disgraced that you hadn’t been able to successfully move from Ellie.

“Then break up with him and be with me,” she desperately pleaded, she had moved from her original position and closer to you, her hand had cupped your face that had been suffocated with the state of confusion. Ellie had pressed her forehead against yours, disturbingly in love with you and open to do whatever she’d have to do to get you back. “I’ll be better for you, and I’ll make you happier than him, please [Y/N].”

Your noses had gently stroked one another as you had drowned yourself in thought, Justin was a good man, he was good to you, and loved you in ways you thought a man couldn’t, he had given you what you thought you should have in love, but Ellie, as much as she had put you in situations where you had been a crying mess, had still been able to put you in scenarios where you had felt like the most special person in the world and you had liked that feeling more than you had liked being with Justin.

You had made your mind up, drastically driven by lust and infatuation; you had given into Ellie, and you had felt like you had chosen a choice that would bring all variety of chaos, but, yet, within that chaos you’d still be with Ellie. “Fine, I’ll break up with him.”

songs that fit this song ⬎

⟶ lana del rey ft the weeknd - lust for life. [evidently]

⟶ cafuné - tek it.

⟶ ariana grande - break up with your girlfriend, i'm bored.

⟶ rae sremmurd - guatemala.

[requests are closed, until i post five chapters of a song of thorns they will open again]. if you want to join a the last of us discord/joel miller discord here you go! 𓆩♡𓆪

masterlist

@daenerysluvrr thank you for the comment! and thank you for everyone else who supported fade into you! :)

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#ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie williams imagine #elliewilliams #ellie williams x you #ellie williams imagines #ellie williams x reader #the last of us #tlou #thelastofus2 #thelastofustwo #tlouii

[vdearest]

– joel & ellie: grief

(do not stand on my grave and weep, clare harner)

#tlou #the last of us #the last of us II #the last of us 2 #tlou2 #tlouII #Joel Miller #ellie williams #grief #poetry #web weave #clare harner #do not stand at my grave and weep #so i am still going batshit crazy over them haha!!!!

[catskullery]

Oh, how the most dangerous thing is to love.

#tlou #tlouii #the last of us #tay's art #alexandre cabanel

[warekimioaisu]

The way they look at each other

#in love w them #the last of us #tlou #the last of us part 2 #tlou2 #tloup2 #tlouii #the last of us part two #the last of us part ii #ellie williams #ellie williams tlou #ellie tlou #dina #dina the last of us part 2 #dina the last of us #dina tlou2 #dina tlou #dina x ellie #ellie x dina #elliedina #my post

[look4thelight]

Random Ellie Photomodes

The Last of Us Part II

#the last of us #the last of us part ii #the last of us 2 #the last of us part 2 #the last of us part two #tlou #tlou2 #tlou photomode #tlou2 photomode #ellie tlou #ellie tlou2 #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams tlou2 #tlouii #tlou ii #ellie williams #virtual photography #game photography #ellie williams the last of us #ellie williams the last of us 2 #ellie williams the last of us part 2 #ellie williams the last of us part ii #ellie williams the last of us part two #my photomodes

[stuismybf]

my firefly - e.w

summary: After her fight with Abby ends in Ellie letting her go, she breaks in your arms.

warnings❕: talk of killing people, blood mention?

prompt list used

“ellie”

you sat there in the water, watching the sobs take over her body.

Abby's boat rowed away and you turned back to look at her, she looked so tired, gasping for breath as she disappeared from your view. You looked back at your girlfriend who was staring down at the water while crying.

"are you okay?"

"I'm just so tired...I just want to stop"

You crawled closer to her and placed a hand on her shoulder, "I'm here" you said, voice as soft as a whisper, wrapping your arms around her torso.

She leaned back into your touch and you kissed her back "I couldn't do it" she said, you stopped kissing her back and rested your head on her shoulder.

"I couldn't...I-I killed all of those people to get to this moment and I just...I couldn't do it"

She turned her head back to look at you with teary eyes, "Y/n" her chest started to rise and fall frantically as she tried to catch her breath.

"I'm tired of fighting" she sobbed falling into your arms.

"shh take a deep breath, you're working yourself up too much" you ran your hands through her short hair and kissed her bloody cheek

after a few minutes, her breathing relaxed and she looked up at you with glossy eyes.

You leaned down to kiss her, hands cupping her cheeks before the two of you got up to make your way back to the boat.

With your hand wrapped around her torso as you helped her walk back you knew that no matter what the two of you went through you would always love her

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #the last of us #the last of us 2 #abby anderson #ellie x reader #ellie tlou #tlou x reader #tloupartll #tlouii #ellie tlou x reader #angst

[outofcontexttlou]

#tlouii clips #tlou2 #tlouii #out of context tlou #naughtydog #abby and ellie #im sure shes ok

[unangelic-thoughts]

Supposed to Hate You (Abby Anderson x Reader)

Summary: When your roomate's behaviour forces you to find shelter at your best friend's place, you don't expect to end up in the same bed as the one person you hate…her girlfriend.

Warnings: NSFW smut 18+, infidelity

Word Count: 2.5k

Slamming my apartment door shut behind me, I storm out towards the staircase with a small backpack of my belongings over my shoulder. I pull my phone out of my pocket, my fingers frantically tapping into the Lyft app to request a ride. As I exit the building, I let out a loud huff I'd been holding. My roommate, Mel, has gotten on my last nerve. She decided to have a full blown party without even asking first, the music blaring loudly as I tried to relax in my bedroom. As soon as some random ass drunk dude walked into my room and threw up all over my floor, I decided I'd had enough. Without putting much thought into it, I packed my bag and left. So here I am now, knocking on my best friend's door near to midnight.

It doesn't take long for her to answer, a confused look momentarily appearing on her face when she finally opens the door. In my annoyed state, I didn't even I ask her if I could come over, I just came.

"Y/N. Hey. What are you doing here?" She asks, opening the door to let me in.

"Nora, I really need a place to stay tonight. Mel's being an absolute dick again!" I exclaim and she nods, giving me a knowing look. I place my bag on the floor and we both take our usual seats on her sofa. We talk for a while as I explain tonight's events to her, trying my best to not get riled up again.

"You can stay in my room, I'll sleep in Leah's since she's away for a few days. I know she won't mind."  She explains, smiling at me. I thank her and we exchange good nights, both of us feeling exhausted by our busy days.

After changing into an oversized t-shirt, I pull  the lilac-coloured covers over me as I get myself comfortable in Nora's bed. I grab my phone from the night stand, deciding to scroll through Instagram until I become a little more sleepy.

I roll my eyes at Mel's pictures of her and some others doing shots on our kitchen counter. Furiously scrolling my thumb past it, the screen stops on one of Nora's recent posts. She's standing next to a smiling Abby who's got her arm draped around her shoulder. If it weren't for the fact that Abby's an asshole, I'd say they make a cute couple. My eyes linger on Abby a little longer than I'd like to admit and then I remind myself that I'm supposed to hate her; mostly because she seems to hate me. Ever since her and Nora met and started dating, she's had this bizarre idea that I'm in love with Nora, even though we've been best friends since forever.

I can't say it hasn't caused a rift between our friendship but I try my best to bite my tongue whenever Abby snaps at me so I don't make things worse. All Nora wants is for us to get along, but apparently Abby doesn't have the same idea.

I shake my head and place my phone back on the bed side table, refusing to give Abby any more space in my thoughts. I turn to my side, grabbing a spare pillow to hug and soon enough I fall into a deep slumber.

——

I am slowly woken by a heaviness on top of me and a wet feeling on my neck. It takes me a minute to fully wake up as I try to force my eyes open, only to realise it's too dark to be able to see anything. My  hands extend in front of me as my palms come into contact with a sturdy but soft chest, and it finally registers that the wetness on my neck is from the trail of kisses being left on it.

"Hey baby." I hear the person say in a seductive whisper. It takes my brain a moment to realise that the voice belongs to none other than Abby.

"Ab-" As I try to speak, a pair of lips crash onto mine. I try to push Abby off of me but her kiss distracts me, making my head spin. My lips start to move as if on autopilot and it feels like I've lost control of my entire body. My hands slide from her chest to the back of her neck, bringing her closer to me, deepening our kiss.

Abby pulls back ever so slightly,  as she whispers "Nora"; this quickly snaps me out of my daze as a million thoughts go through my head and I push her off of me. I sit up on the bed, trying to create as much distance as I can between us.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" Abby asks, confusion evident in her voice. My breathing becomes heavy, as I try to find the rights words to respond with. What was I thinking, kissing her back? She would obviously think I'm Nora, this is her bedroom for God's sake! 

"I'm not Nora." I finally admit. There's a moment's silence before Abby leans over, switching the light on beside the bed. She looks at me with wide eyes as she processes through the situation we're currently in.

"What the fuck? Y/N? What are you doing here?" She demands, starting to sound kind of pissed.

"I had roommate issues so Nora let me stay in her bedroom while she's taken Leah's room." I explain, not being able to keep eye contact with her. She furrows her eyebrows, and it looks like she's finally understanding the situation but then she says, "You kissed me back. Why did you kiss me back?"

"I-I didn't kiss you back." I reply in a defensive tone.

"Yes, you did. Is it because you thought I was Nora? Is that it?" She asks, shooting daggers into my eyes.

"What the hell? No! I was asleep and confused and I wasn't expecting someone to grope me whilst I was unconscious!" I respond much more aggressively.  Abby sighs and gets up from the bed. It looks like she can't decide whether she believes me or not. I stand up as well, not wanting her to think that she intimidates me.

"All I wanted was to surprise Nora, knowing that Leah's away, so we could get some alone time together. She didn't even tell me you were staying over." Abby says in a hasrsh whisper and runs her hand across her face, momentarily closing her eyes.

"It's probably because it was really late and I showed up unannounced because of how pissed off I was. Stop overthinking it." I say, trying to keep my voice down too so as to not wake up Nora. I don't even want to consider what she would think if she found Abby and I in here together. I'd rather not have to explain it.

"Fine. Whatever. I'm just gonna go." Abby points to the door with her thumb and walks towards it; for some odd reason, my legs make their way to her direction. I'm about to respond with something sarcastic when she turns  over to face me, clasping a hand over mouth. We look at each other as we both hear Nora coming out of Leah's room and walk towards the kitchen. We keep eye contact until we hear the sound of the door closing again, indicating that Nora's gone back to bed. Her palm is still resting over my mouth and I can't help but think how good her fingers feel against my skin. My gaze unintentionally falls from her eyes to her lips and I can tell by the twitch of her eyebrow that she noticed.

Her hand slowly slides down from my face, mirroring my movement by looking down at my lips. Everything around us is quiet, the only sound coming from our breathing. There's an unfamiliar churning in my stomach, almost like...butterflies? No way, I hate her. And besides that, she's my best friend's girlfriend. I'm not supposed to have these kinds of feelings towards her.

I force my eyes away from her lips, to her ocean coloured ones. I look up at her with hooded eyes, feeling annoyed by her irritatingly attractive presence. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her.

"God, you're the most irritating person I know. I hate you, you know that?!" I say, not being able to stop these intense feelings that have suddenly risen up inside of me. I barely have to raise my voice, because we're only inches apart.

Her tongue brushes against her bottom lip, followed by her teeth grazing over it while she simultaneously rolls her eyes and places both hands on her hips. Her eyes fall back on me and she chuckes. "I feel the same way sweetheart."

I take a small step closer to her, our bodies now touching. I straighten my back, trying to reach to her height and smile sarcastically, "Good." She takes me by surprise when she grabs me by the shoulders, switching our places so that I'm by the door. She lightly pushes me against it and places her hands on the door beside my head, trapping me.

"Admit it." She says, her teeth clenched in anger. I notice the definition in her jaw and it momentarily throws me off.

"Admit what?" I reply, mimicking her tone.

"That you're in love with Nora." Abby says, her teeth still clenched.

I scoff in frustration, not understanding why she's so obsessed with the idea that I'm in love with her girlfriend. "For the last fucking time, I am not in love with Nora." I groan, resting my head back on the door. Her expression changes to surprise for only a second before it returns back to the anger. The only way I notice this is because she's so damn close to me.

"I don't believe you." She replies, shaking her head. I try to shove her backwards but fail miserably, her strong figure keeping her in place.

"I don't know what else you want me to say or do to make you believe me. Okay?" I say, my voice raising slightly. I clench and unclench my hands on my sides, the desperation to prove her wrong rising in my chest. I'm frantically racking my brain on how I can get her to believe me, wanting this endless misunderstanding to just be over with. It only takes a couple of breaths before I settle on a solution, but I don't wait to rationalize whether it's a good one. 

"There's nothing you ca-" I leap foward, cutting her off mid-sentense as I crash my lips onto hers. I pull back immediately and look at her face for a reaction. There's a mixture of confusion and something else I can't quite put my finger own. Her pupils are blown wide, her lips slightly open as if she's trying to decide on what to say next.

There's a few moments of silence between us until she finally asks, "What was that?"

I shrug, suddenly feeling very small compared to her. "I don't kno-" I'm about to say, but this time, she cuts me off by crashing her lips onto mine. She presses her body foward so that I'm flush against the door and I involuntarily let out a soft moan. My hands instinctively wrap around her neck, bringing her even closer to me.

Abby pulls back ever so slightly so that we're not kissing anymore but our lips still touch when she shakes her head and says, "We shouldn't." I nod in agreement, although I don't move away and neither does she.

Our lips connect again and the feeling between my legs that I'd been trying to ignore is becoming stronger. I pull my legs shut to try and relieve the ache. Abby immediately notices because her knee slips between my legs, forcing them back open as another moan escapes my lips.

"Abby, we have to stop. " I say breathlessly as I pull back from her mouth. 

"Don't." She declares firmly.

"Don't what?" I ask, uncertain of her comment.

"Don't say my name like that because I won't be able to stop." She mutters under her breath but I hear her perfectly. Her confession hits me hard in the chest and...elsewhere too. It makes me want to say her name again and again.

"Abby." I moan and I feel her stiffen. She moves her lips down to my jaw and then my neck, sucking my sweet spot. I tilt my head to the side, giving her further access. My hands move up her neck to grip her hair, and this time, she's the one moaning.

Her hands grip the hem of my oversized tee, pulling it over my head. Her mouth goes straight to my naked breast, sucking hard on my left nipple whilst her fingers play with the other. I grind up against her, wanting to feel more of her. My hands slip down to her trousers, unbuttoning them one button at a time and pulling them down to her knees. I move forward and she lets me walk her backwards to the bed. She sits on the mattress, laying her back onto it while her lips are still attached to my body. I straddle her right thigh whilst her legs are wide open and I take this chance to slice my hand under her panties, touching her slick heat. It's the most arousing thing I've ever experienced and my only mission is to make her feel good. My fingers slide up and down her pussy as she gasps for air. I begin to circle my fingers around her clit, and I know I've hit the right spot when she buckles her hips towards them.

I don't realise I've been grinding against her thigh until I feel the pool of wetness underneath me. I grind harder against her but it's not enough. With my free hand, I slip my panties to the side so that my heat is flush against her skin. I bite my lip hard to stop myself from making any sounds, although it proves to be very difficult the closer to my release I get.

I slip a finger inside Abby's cunt, absolutely loving the way she feels wrapped around it. She starts letting a loud moan out, so I clasp my other hand around her mouth to stop her. I lean down and replace my hand with my mouth just as I slip a second finger in. I pump in and out of her as I feel her walls contract. I place my thumb on her clit, throwing her over the edge of her climax. Her supressed moans and the feeling of my drenched fingers inside of her, makes me grind more aggresively against her exposed thigh. It doesn't take long before I'm cumming as well, fireworks travelling from my mound to my whole body.

I kiss her furiously to keep both of our moans down, my eyes clasped shut in ecstasy. We stay in the same position for a while, our heavy breaths the only sound in the room. I slide my body off of her, lying next to her on the bed. I rest my arm over my eyes and try to steady my breathing. Neither of us say anything at all, knowing that our bodies have done all the talking already.

#abby anderson #abby fanfic #abby smut #abby x reader #abby tlou #the last of us #tha last of us 2 #tlou #tlou2 #tlouii #smut #fluff #tlou smut #tlou2edit #the last of us part ii #wlw #lgbtq #fanfiction #fanfic #mywork

[washingtonleagueoffurries]

Dark Horse be releasing all these new tlouii gaming statues of clickers instead of more interesting characters

#i mean don’t get me wrong but one clicker is enough #GIVE US LEV #GIVE US DINA AND JJ #chrissakes #man they really know that people are gonna buy them anyway #good thing i’m broke HA #;w; #tlouii #tlouii merch

[dnvrsmedia]

bindi ( @prrimordiais ) gave me this wonderful idea of abby wearing a bikini & good god…

just imagining abby taking you to the beach on a nice summer day. the bikini top cupping her small, muscular chest just right as it shows off the dips and curves of her muscles. her delicious abs on sight and glistening from the hot summer sun. her thighs…god her delicious meaty thighs on display. you’re absolutely drooling over how sexy she looks. her hair promptly down flowing with the slight breeze making you squeeze your thighs together.

when you get back from the beach you’re untying her bikini with your teeth; trailing kisses, bites, and light scratches down her sun bitten skin. delving into her core as you suck, prod, and lick her essence until she’s bucking her hips for more. making her finish over and over and over until she can’t anymore.

god buff women make me so feral…

#dnvrsmedia #em rambles #abby anderson drabble #abby the last of us #muscle mommy abby #abby tlou #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x reader smut #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson x y/n #abby anderson smut #abby smut #tlou #tlouii #tlou2 #the lady of us ii #abby anderson

[ellieswaifu]

okay hear me out. royalty!au + smut. i'm hyperventilating while typing this. knight!ellie x princess!reader. reader is betrothed. ellie is a strong and dashing knight who serves in the court. they are in love with each other. one day, the castle is in a dangerous situation and the reader is not safe there so ellie has been ordered to stay in an inn for the night with the reader. they finally confess and make love. mind u, it's also the princess's first time *wink* also like this is "there's only one room" trope okay i shut up now

forbidden | ellie x f!reader

⌕ summary. you spend the night with ellie at inn far away from your castle and the two of you grow closer than ever before.┆masterlist

⌕ content warnings. mdni! royalty au, knight!ellie x princess!reader, smut; oral, fingering, overstimulation-ish, not proofread

⌕ word count. 3.08k+

a/n – *stops playing elden ring* i’m sorry for the long wait!! ok i love this request so much,, i had a writers block ig but this request made me vvvvv excited :> i hope u like it!

In the light of the moonlight, your arms grip tightly around the waist of the armored woman in front of you as she rides off into the dark on a secret, dirt path in the forest leading farther and farther away from your royal home. The tall trees pass by in a blur and all you could hear were owls hooting in the distance, the travel lantern shaking against the saddle, the rattle of the chain mail on your knight’s armor, the horse galloping in fast thuds against the ground. You can barely see the castle now; the place where your father had ordered a knight from his court, Ellie, to take you far away, all because of a rumor that something horrible was going to happen in the castle. The king had ordered an army of knights to guard every entrance of the castle and at main sections of the city just in case something does happen and although a lot of the townspeople had called him paranoid, he didn’t want to take any risks.

You had no room to protest his commands, not that you wanted to either. Being alone with Ellie was something that you always cherished and you’re willing to take every opportunity to do so up until the day you’re married off to that prince you’ve never even met yet next in line for the throne at another kingdom.

You’ve always known about Ellie, one of the kingdom’s finest knights. She was mighty, dashing, and fearless; she could fight off a hundred men all on her own. Of course, you’ve grown a liking towards her, same as the other maids and cooks who worked in the castle. She had always kept you company during times she worked outside of your father’s court, escorting you through your countless expeditions throughout the castle. She promised you she would protect you always and it worried you sometimes knowing she would put her life on the line just to keep her safe. Ellie had made you a promise and planned to keep it until the day she dies.

So here she was, clad in armor with a sheathed sword at her hip, riding you off to the next village.

After what seemed like hours of riding, everything finally came to a stop. Your eyes wandered around, taking in the sight of small buildings and stone paths that led the two of you towards a small tavern and inn.

“We’ll be staying here for a while, Princess,” Ellie told you as you take the hand she was reaching out to you, helping you off of her horse.

You don’t say a word and instead, you bring the hood of your cloak over your head, just in case someone recognizes you; even though you know most common folk don’t exactly know what the princess looks like.

You follow Ellie as she leads you into the tavern. All eyes turned to look at the new arrivals, eyeing both of you suspiciously behind their tankards full of mead. Although, the music carries on a moment later and everybody goes back on about their business as you and Ellie start walking across the room and towards the barkeeper. Ellie pays her ten gold for the only room available upstairs. She brings the two of you there and then leaves without saying another word.

You can hear the sigh fall from Ellie’s lips as you enter the room, only to be greeted by a lantern, a table with two chairs and a lonely bed pressed against the wall near the window.

“We can share,” you say simply as Ellie begins take her heavy armor off.

“Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but I’m afraid that can’t happen.”

You stare at Ellie for a moment, watching the way she avoided making eye contact with you, rushing to remove some heavy parts of her armor and setting it on the small table near the window.

Ellie can’t be in the same bed with you. It’s unheard of; sleeping in the same bed with a betrothed woman, let alone the Princess. And not only that, but it’ll drive her crazy.

You have always been the perfect girl in her eyes. She can’t even begin to count how many times she’s imagined you as hers, imagined taking you out for dinner, imagined you in a bed underneath her. It drove her crazy every time you entered the room; the way you walk with elegance and confidence, your intricate gowns hugging you against your flawless skin, and whenever you turn to look her way, her knees go weak.

But it’s unimaginable for a commoner like her to be with royalty.

“Where will you sleep?”

“I can manage without sleep, Princess—“

“Nonsense, Ellie,” you interrupt her, placing your cloak against end of the bed as you continue to stare the knight down. “We will share.”

After a moment of silence, the knight looks up at you and nods, feeling like she has no choice but to follow your command, “Yes, Princess.”

Ellie scratches the back of her head, turning her head away from you. You watch her as she goes back to removing most of her heavy equipment, thuds against the table as she throws her sheathed sword down. She can feel your gaze and in the corner of her eyes, she can see you take a seat on the old bed, creaking slightly.

You lay in the bed quietly with your back facing her, waiting patiently for something you don’t even know you’re waiting for. You’re not stupid. You know this is wrong. You’re royalty. You’re betrothed. Everyone will tell you that offering to sleep in the same bed as Ellie is the wrong thing to do, for common folk should sacrifice everything for the King, for the Queen, and for you. And you hated everything about it. You were human like everyone else, but your citizens thought of you as divine.

After several long minutes, you finally feel the bed dip slightly behind you. You can see her reflection from the window, staring at your back awkwardly as she sits against the mattress.

“Are you alright, Your Highness?”

“Fine,” you say, closing your eyes as you take a deep breath.

“Is there anything you need?” the knight continues to ask.

“I’m fine, Ellie.”

You hate the silence the followed afterwards. Even with the muffled noise coming from downstairs from the tavern, it felt as if it was too quiet. You begin to wonder if Ellie had fallen asleep already, although the likelihood was low.

After a moment, you open your eyes again to take a peek at her reflection once more, only this time, she has the back of her head pressed against the wall as she stares up at the wooden ceiling.

“What are you thinking?”

Ellie doesn’t say anything for a while, only up until she realized it might’ve seemed like she was ignoring you.

“It’s nothing, Princess.”

You smile and turn to lay on your back, “You know, if you’re going to keep me company for the next couple of days, you might as well talk to me.”

The knight returns the smile, eyes still not leaving the ceiling, “I was wondering about the castle.”

You wonder the same thing; you can’t help but worry if everything was fine or if they were under attack. But, you can’t let those thoughts consume you.

Instead, you think about Ellie. It puts a smile to your face, remembering the day you met her. She was fresh out of the Knight’s exam; bloody and dirty from all of the training she went through. You had heard about her from some of the younger maids gossiping in the the hallways about the woman who singlehandedly beat all of the men taking the exam. Skilled with the sword, your father couldn’t deny Ellie the position as a knight in his court. Ever since then, your heart still beats as fast as it did everyday up to now.

You sit up and turn to look at Ellie closely, observing her every movement, “Ellie, why don’t you ever look at me? Am I not beautiful?”

The knight snaps her head towards you, eyebrows raised in surprise, “No, Princess! You are more than beautiful! T-That’s not the reason. I just…”

How can she tell you that she’s in love with you? How does she even begin to say that every time she looks at you, her self control crumbles and she wants nothing more than to make you hers? She is suffering this very moment. Your cheeks are flushed red and your face was so close to hers and it takes every muscle in her body to stay put and stop herself from leaning towards you.

“I’m betrothed,” you blurt out, as if you knew what she was thinking.

Ellie blinks, confused as to why that left your mouth, “I know, Your Highness—“

“But I don’t want to marry him.”

“I-I know…”

“Do you?”

You have never been this close to Ellie’s face before. Every part of her was fascinating and beautiful; the freckles on her cheeks, the scar across her left eyebrow, and her lips slightly chapped. She was beautiful.

Ellie can’t help but think the same think about you. Your perfect smooth skin glows underneath the dim light of the lantern burning by the table. Your long hair running down your back and the sides of your face. Your soft lips looking so plump and delectable. You were so fucking distracting.

So, Ellie can’t do anything to stop the words that falls from her mouth.

“I’m in love with you, Princess (Y/n).”

It goes quiet for only a second and Ellie can’t figure out what you’re thinking. Her eyes desperately search yours for an answer as regret begins to fill her brain.

“So am I.”

You lean forward, pressing your lips against hers and everything around you falls away into colors. Her hands are delicate as she places them on your waist to pull you onto her lap, pulling you as close to her as possible. She was soft compared to the brute strength within her. You were lost against her lips, drunk on the feeling.

Then, Ellie pulls away to look at you for a moment. Just for a moment before she kisses you softly again. And again. Then, again. Your small hands gripped her shoulders tightly as you feel her tongue swipe against the bottom of your lip. You let her in with no hesitation and the moment her tongue enters, you melt and pressed your body against hers, moaning into her mouth.

This is forbidden, Ellie thinks. We shouldn’t. We shouldn’t. We shouldn’t. But it felt so good. You were so perfect. You felt so perfect in her arms. Everything about you; perfect. You were so delicate and it made her want to protect you, to be strong for you, to be everything for you.

Ellie’s kisses begin to travel from your mouth to your jaw, then, to your neck. You’re sensitive there, she notices. The way you gasp when she kisses the skin behind your ear drives her absolutely insane. Her hands rub against your waist, pulling your torso closer to trail her kisses further downward.

“E-Ellie…”

The knight pulls her head back to look at you. Your eyes looked down at her shoulders where your hands were.

“Are you alright?”

“Y-Yes…” you say, nervously playing with the ends of Ellie’s short brown hair. “I– I’ve never done this before… I don’t know how.”

Ellie stares at you for moment, distracted by how pretty you looked in her lap. Her hands travel down the fabric of your dress, rubbing you softly at your thighs.

“Leave it to me, Princess… I’ll teach you.”

With half lidded eyes, you lean in again, kissing Ellie softly. You sigh against her lips and allow her hands to undo the knot behind your dress. Your dress comes loose the moment the knot was undone and all Ellie can do is admire the way you try to hold your dress up to your chest shyly. Your skin is exposed and the dress is slipping. Ellie doesn’t know why she was so lucky to live to see and experience this. So erotic. So delicious. So beautiful. Something about the way she was the first and only person who gets to see you like this made her so fucking wet.

She stared at you shamelessly, reaching out to move your hand away from your dress, “You’re beautiful… May I, Princess?”

You bite your lip and nod softly, pulling your hand down slowly to intertwine them with hers. And then, the dress slips gently down your arms and your chest finally exposed. Ellie stops breathing, hypnotized by your body. She doesn’t ask anything else and instead, her hands immediately move to cup the side of your breast. Your breath hitches as her thumb rolls over your hard nipples and before you know it, Ellie pulls you close again to wrap her lips around your breast. She sucks on your nipple harshly, obsessed with the little gasps that leave your mouth. Her tongue on you felt amazing and you can’t help but run your hands through her locks.

Ellie moves to lay you down on your back against the bed, lips still wrapped around your nipple. She kisses and licks down the valley of you breasts until her lips are pressed against your stomach. She pulls the dress slowly away from your hips and down your thighs, kissing every inch of your skin that meets the cold air.

“You’re perfect,” Ellie whispers softly against your skin.

She pulls your underwear off slowly as your cunt is exposed. You staring up at the ceiling now, embarrassed and not wanting to see if Ellie had a face of disapproval. You can feel her fingers probing at the wetness between your legs.

“Your Highness,” you hear her call out. “Look at me.”

Slowly, you turn your head downwards to meet Ellie’s eyes. The smile on her face makes feel warm and safe, and suddenly, all of your worries are thrown out of the window. Ellie pushes your knees apart, peppering your thighs with kisses and licking them dangerously close to your core. As nervous as you felt, you knew Ellie was dragging it out as long she could in order to take her time with you.

For a moment, her movements come to a halt and you look back down curiously, wondering why she stopped. Your eyes meet hers once again, but this time, she keeps her eyes glued to yours as she swipes her tongue in between your folds. You raise your hips instinctively and all she does is hold your hips down as her tongue delves right inside of you. You reach out to grab her head as the overwhelming sensations ran through out your body. Ellie ate you out sloppily, moaning at the taste of you. You were so wet for her and she was obsessed with all of the whimpers and moans that fell from your mouth. And you don’t know how but her tongue speeds up, messily licking inside your your pussy as she begins to rub your clit in hard circles with your thumb.

“E-Ellie, I’m gonna—“

“Come in my mouth, please, Princess,” Ellie says, muffled with her tongue still inside you.

You try and breathe, but suddenly, Ellie wraps her lips around your clit and sucks harshly. You scream at the hard suction of her mouth, hips jerking and legs trembling against the sides of face. Ellie holds your hips in place, devouring you like you were her last meal, desperate to have you come in her mouth. Your thighs lock her head in place as you shiver against her tongue. The moan that leaves your lips as you gush in her mouth leaves her wanting for more.

The moment you think you’re finished, that you think you have time to catch your breath, you feel Ellie’s finger prodding at your hole right before she pushes it into your pussy with no warning. Your back arches again and your moan gets stuck in your throat as you feel her finger curling inside of your pussy.

“W–Wait! E-Ellie—“

It’s overwhelming. You just came and Ellie kept going. You wanted to tell her that, but you were sure she already knows and continued to fuck you through your orgasm anyway. You can’t help the way you shake on the bed as Ellie fingers you at a fast pace. Your breath hitches again as you feel her add another finger into your sopping cunt with a squelch.

“So wet for me…”

Ellie needed more. She needed you to come again. It made her feel so fucking good and the way you tasted on her tongue was fucking addicting. Ellie thrusts her long fingers deeper and you’re dripping all over her hand. She brings her tongue to your clit and flicks the sensitive bundle of nerves softly as she hold you down in place. And before you know it, Ellie pushes a third finger inside of you and your jaw hangs. The stretch has you gushing around her fingers and it all felt so good. So sensitive. So intense. You’re crying into the pillow, tears running down face as she continues to fuck your pussy.

“I c-can’t,” you breathe, legs trembling around Ellie’s head. “I-I’m gonna— m-make a mess…”

“Please, Princess,” Ellie says desperately. “Please come.”

Her fingers show no sign of slowing down, if anything, they were moving even faster if that was possible. She wants you to soak the sheets. Her tongue continues to flick against your clit. She’s pumping, and pumping, and pumping up until your orgasm comes crashing in once more as you gush and clench around her fingers. Your slick soaks all the way down Ellie’s wrist as she lets your ride out your high. Her fingers are warm and thick inside of you. And you cant help but feel like you’re still cumming.

Ellie gives you a moment to breathe, watching your bare chest rise and fall quickly. She can’t believe she did this with you and wants nothing more than for it to happen again and again. She brings her fingers up to her mouth and sucks on them, drunk on your juices. Her other hand caresses the soft fat of your trembling thighs as she leaves kisses around your pussy. She cleans you up with you tongue and you whimper at the sensation.

After a while, Ellie brings her head back up to yours before pressing a soft kiss on your lips. You can taste yourself on her tongue and you can’t help but moan. Ellie pulls back softly and smiles.

“I love you.”

a/n – ty for reading hehe :>

#i never knew i’d be simping this hard for knight!ellie #i had so much fun writing this bye #ellie x reader #ellie williams #the last of us #tlou #ellie tlou #the last of us part 2 #tlouii #ellie imagine #imagines #ellie smut #tlou smut #ellie williams x reader #tlou part 2 #tlou2

[toadlikespancakes]

I really like the idea of Abby and Joel working together :) they'd be good buds if certain things didn't happen.

#joel #joel miller #the last of us #the last of us 2 #abby #abby anderson #icons #pfps #the #last #of #us #part 2 #abby fans come get your juice #tlou #tlouii

[cassettescoll]

Gods,,,,Abby Anderson is the ideal woman. What crimes do I need to commit to get an Abby Anderson?

#Abby Anderson #tlou #tlouII #Ivy post

[elliesfern]

bird cage - chapter ten

summary - you’re on the run after escaping the cult you grew up in, the seraphites. you run into a woman who completely changes your course and are unsure whether or not she will let you live.

pairing - fem reader x ellie. both characters are in their 20s.

warnings - kidnapping, violence, weapons, guns, blood, injury, burns, aggressive language, animal death, mention of hanging, alcohol, drinking, nsfw. 18+

a/n - i’ve gotta say guys, i think this may just be my favourite chapter so far. thanks for reading! x

ao3 link - https://archiveofourown.org/works/38383471/chapters/99283164

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Your feet swung in an impatient back and forth motion, dangling off of the edge of the bed as you waited for Ellie’s return.

You couldn’t help but go over the conversation you had heard between Cat and Ellie over and over in your mind, hoping that maybe if you thought about it harder you could come to some kind of conclusion about how much you didn’t care and then it would go away. But that wouldn’t happen. Because you did care.

Ellie’s love life should’ve been the very last thing on your priority list. You were in danger, you didn’t know if the people of Ellie’s home would listen to you, if they would kick you out, seperate you from her. If they’d torture you until you told them what they needed to hear. If you’d be hurt all over again, if you’d end up back at home. Your old home. You didn’t have a home anymore and that made your heart twinge a little.

You didn’t have room to care about what Ellie did, about how Ellie felt. It wasn’t your place. Your focus needed to be on yourself and how to survive, just how it was a mere week ago. Though you couldn’t help but remember her journal, and the precious way she wrote about you and did doodles of you. Didn’t she say she liked you? What did that even mean?

The front door opened to reveal an Ellie, struggling to balance two paper plates on one arm while using the other hand to twist the knob.

“Here ya go, ma lady.” Ellie handed you one of the plates and you couldn’t help the smile that involuntarily grew on your lips. The plate was filled with some kind of red meat, roast potatoes and green beans. Your stomach grumbled at the sight and you realised just how hungry you had felt, as if every day you had barely eaten in the last few months had built up to this one moment.

“It’s deer.” She said, and you dug in, feeling an accumulation of tastebuds dancing on your tongue. You hummed in delight, the heat from the potato creating a warm steam in amongst your throat.

“It’s so fucking good.” You said, Ellie’s eyebrows raising and body moving back from her position on the bed beside you.

“Sorry? Did you just swear?” She questioned, giggling as she made fun of your innocent nature. You just rolled your eyes and took another mouthful.

“I had to tell them I needed another plate because I was extra starving from my ‘big adventure’.” Ellie joked, holding her fingers up in air quotes.

“I think everyone was so worried about me that they’re kind of just letting me get away with whatever.”

“Must be nice.” You replied, thinking about the people back in your village who probably hadn’t even noticed you’d been gone. Ellie’s face dropped and she appeared to be deep in thought and you slightly regretted making the snide comment.

“I’m really sorry about Cat.” She said, her green eyes and freckly face looking directly at yours.

“Why are you sorry?” You asked, looking at her softly, but feeling your spine tense slightly at the mention of the girl’s name.

“I just feel like I have to apologise for her. I don’t know how much you heard…she’s just uh, a lot sometimes.” Ellie scrunched up her nose as the words left her mouth.

“And I mean, like, i’m sorry for forcing you into the bathroom. I know you don’t want to keep hiding and stuff. You shouldn’t have to.” Ellie’s voice was soft and genuine and had a slight rasp to it with the low volume. You nodded and gave her a small smile, meeting her eyes with yours.

“Did you really miss her?” You asked, and you wondered if saying that was crossing a line, or if you really even wanted to know.

“I did…but I also didn’t. We have a really complicated relationship.” The food in your mouth suddenly felt heavy and you could feel every inch of it slowly sliding down your throat.

“Why is it complicated?” You cringed slightly at how little you actually wanted to know anything about their relationship but you couldn’t stop yourself from asking.

“She was my first girlfriend…so I guess i’ll always care about her. But we grew apart. I just don’t love her how I used to.” She said, and looked at you as if every part of her brain was open on display in front of you and you knew that terrified her. You thought it was maybe the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. Even more beautiful than flowers and plants and butterflies and anything that grew from the ground of this earth. It was Ellie. Ellie was the most beautiful thing.

But that terrified you too. Being with Ellie - loving Ellie, it wasn’t possible. You were from completely different worlds. How did you expect to spend your days with her? Locked up, hidden forever? Maybe that would be okay. Maybe staying protected by Ellie for the rest of your life would be completely and utterly fine, because it was her.

“Are you okay?” Ellie questioned, and you realised you had been sitting in silence for god knows how long. You noticed the way your heartbeat had picked up in your chest and how your hands felt clammy when you rubbed them together.

“Can I shower?“ You said abruptly before your brain could even catch up to what had spilled out of your mouth.

“Of course.” Ellie said, her brows furrowing in concern and her hand raising to rest on your shoulder, which in turn made you panic more. You stood, placing your empty plate on the girl’s desk as she followed your lead, going to her dresser to pick out another one of her shirts for you to wear.

“I wont be too long, I get cold.”

“What?” The woman chuckled in confusion. “You can have a hot shower?”

“Oh.” You said, turning around once she had thrown you the shirt and heading to the bathroom with a face full of embarrassment.

You pulled out the shower handle, turning it slightly and stripping out of the clothes you had on. Holding your hand under the stream of water, you felt the change in temperature as it got warmer. The heat reminded you of falling asleep next to a lit fire, embers burning and making your cheeks turn pink. You stepped into the tub, allowing the warm water to flow over the crown of your head and drip down your shoulders.

An upbeat rhythm took you out of your thoughts, hearing what you assumed was Ellie blasting a song out of some kind of machine. You sighed, feeling overwhelmed at the thought of the girl just being on the other side of the wall. It was as if she didn’t feel real. Like your current life, being hidden away, standing in hot showers, Ellie, just didn’t feel like it would have ever been in your realm of possibilities. You had hope. A lot of hope that things would be okay, but you couldn’t help but constantly feel like you were in fight or flight.

Ellie made you feel both safe and in complete danger at once. You had this gut feeling like the girl would do anything to keep you protected - and maybe that was a bizarre or naive thought considering how you met. But you felt as though the way everything had played out had meant you could trust her. Because she could’ve killed you. But she didn’t. She hasn’t.

She was wildfire burning through a forrest. Or a tsunami crashing onto your shore. You often wanted to run away, but found yourself frozen, watching the beautiful disaster that the girl was completely unfold in front of you.

You heard the song change from the other room, and decided you had to check out what the other girl was up to. You hoped out of the bathtub and once you were dry, threw the t-shirt and your underwear on, your still-wet hair dripping down your back.

As you opened the bathroom door, you noticed the main lights had been turned off and a faint glow was illuminating the room from the fairy lights that were draped across the wall in front of you. The music was more clear then and Ellie had changed into a baggy t-shirt and shorts, and was wandering around the room swaying her hips.

“Oh, hey.” Ellie said with the biggest grin on her face. At once every ounce of unease you felt escaped you, leaving you with only a fluttery feeling at the sight of the girl ‘dancing’ before you. You never imagined that the Ellie you had first met less than a week ago would ever be in front of you like that.

“You wanna dance with me, princess?” She said, spinning her body around the room, and you wondered what had come over her. You laughed and shook your head, grabbing onto your own shirt in a clenched first as you suddenly felt like a spotlight had been placed right on you.

“I don’t know how.”

“I can show you.” Ellie came over to you, offering one of her hands out and you reluctantly took it, letting her lead you around the room, swaying your connected arms back and forth in a slightly awkward manner as if she didn’t really know what she was doing either.

“Joel found this CD for me years ago. It’s filled with like, random old love songs. I love listening to it when i’m not feeling great.” The brunette said, continuing to sway beside you to a song you weren’t really listening to because the whole situation was too overwhelming. Ellie took you by surprise when her grip on your hand tightened and she reached her arm up, causing you to twirl around on the spot beneath her arm. You couldn’t help but let out a giggle, and as the song came to a finish the two of you stood in anticipation about what the next song would be. You had never quite heard music like that, and didn’t at all understand how on earth it was coming out of a small oval shaped contraption that connected to the wall.

The pretty picking of a guitar was heard, this time the song being a little slower than the last and you looked at Ellie who still had ahold of your hand.

“I love this one. Come here.” Ellie instructed, using her hand to pull you closer to her until you could’ve counted every freckle that covered her cheeks if you wanted to. She guided both your hands up onto her shoulders, and you clasped them together, just grazing along the back of her neck. She placed her own hands on your waist, causing what felt like your heart to completely give in on itself. Your breath became shallow and you felt helpless to Ellie’s touch and gaze, and like every part of you wanted to run away but you were trapped right in that one spot, swaying so delicately back and forth. You listened to the song that was humming so effortlessly in the background.

‘Spinning on that dizzy edge

I kissed his face and kissed his head

And dreamed of all the different ways I had

To make him glow

Why are you so far away, he said

Why won't you ever know that

I'm in love with you

That I'm in love with you’

You and Ellie shared a grin, her eyes twinkling from the reflection of the lights.

“I’ve never done this before.” You said.

“How do you feel about it?” Ellie asked, her voice low and raspy once again and you couldn’t resist the magnetic pull it caused within you.

“I really like it.” Your voice almost a whisper then, as if it was the most important thing to keep the moment only between the two of you.

‘You

Soft and only

You

Lost and lonely

You

Strange as angels

Dancing in the deepest oceans

Twisting in the water

You're just like a dream

You're just like a dream’

You watched as Ellie’s gaze flickered down to your lips for a moment and your head spun, before your own eyes mimicked hers. Her pink lips twitched slightly and her tongue poked out for a moment to moisten the dry skin. Ellie’s green eyes looked into yours, practically begging for permission to close the gap between the two of you and your deep breaths came to a halt as one of the girl’s hands was removed from your waist, coming up to meet a strand of hair that was dangling across your face and tucking it behind your ear. Her soft palm rested on your cheek as Ellie began to lean forward and you felt the tip of her cold nose brush by your own and her warm breath tickle your lips.

A loud thud removed you from the situation, right before your lips had the chance to crash into Ellie’s, and as you spun around, you came face to face with a girl who had dark hair and was covered in tattoos, standing in the doorway.

“Who’s that?” She spoke, pointing to you and stepping into the room without permission. Her eyes locked onto yours and you suddenly felt naked as she scanned your face and stopped where the scars on your cheeks laid.

“Oh my god, that’s a scar.” Her voiced raised and Ellie was quick to put distance between you and the girl by standing directly in front of you.

“You’re fucking a scar!?”

“Cat, calm down.” Ellie desperately tried and alarm bells went off in your head at the name.

“She’s a fucking scar, Ellie! Her people killed us.” Cat was loud that time, loud enough for anyone in close proximity to hear and you knew it was completely intentional. You suddenly felt like maybe hiding in Ellie’s bathroom all day wasn’t so bad after all and wished more than anything to be able to go back to that.

As expected, a man came running into the room and had a gun in hand, pointed at you.

“Joel, put the gun down. Everything’s fine.” Ellie held her arm out in front of her as a blockade, and her other arm was slinked behind her and reaching out to you.

“Why have you got a scar in your room?” Joel questioned, refusing to lower the gun and you got the impression he wouldn’t stop at anything to protect her.

“I can explain everything. I just need you to be quiet so Maria and Tommy don’t show up.” Ellie pleaded, but almost ironically in that moment, an older blonde woman appeared from behind Joel and Ellie let out a deep defeated sigh.

“Come with me. We’re gonna put you in a holding room and then figure out what to do with you from there.” Maria said, and you nodded, knowing there was nothing you could do to change your fate.

“Put some pants on.” She said, and your cheeks burned with embarrassment as you quickly slid on some jeans Ellie threw you. A guard came over to you and everybody watched as your wrists were tied together in a similar fashion to how Ellie had done it. You lifted your gaze to see the girl you were just about to kiss had guilt smeared all over her face.

“I’m so sorry.” She mouthed, and her eyes looked as if they were on the verge of welling up with tears. You gave her a half smile, not wanting Ellie to worry or take the blame. It was your choice to be there, your choice to follow her home in the end. You didn’t want to regret it, even then, you hoped that maybe this would simply be a final hurdle to get over and then everything could be normal. But maybe that wasn’t realistic. Maybe you wouldn’t ever get that happy ending you wanted. Maybe you were simply put on this earth to give answers, to help some people who didn’t even like you, and then that would be it. You weren’t sure what awaited you, but you sure weren’t looking forward to it.

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