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pt 2 of dealer! ellie coming soonnn i’m so sorry for not posting much :< life has been a lil hectic lol

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i hate my brain (╥﹏╥) forever jealous of people who are mentally stable

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ookaaayy i think i fixed my mlists … it should work now but pls let me know if it still doesn’t work ! google said it might be because of too many links oops D: i have a lot for abby so i hope it works properly ♡

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ABBY ANDERSON .

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short.

abby likes...

her obsession with your pussy

in detail.

jock! abby

nerd! abby with mean! reader

stretching you out

praising you in your sleep

scream!

bored...

abby doesn't have time for girls like you

manhandling

dark! abby

older! abby

morning sex

fluff.

abby helping you out

secret relationship

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btw ur master list isn’t working :(

NOOOO i just checked it rn omg thank u for letting me know i will fix it up !!!!! </3

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cant wait for part 2 of dealer ellie!!

YAYY !!! <3 i’m so happy u’re excited >:D ty anon ily

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hi everyone … very sudden layout change it went from very pink to very dark and spooky but i will adjust all the pink stuff on my fics so it matches lol T_T pls bear with me i’m so sry !!!

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ELLIE WILLIAMS .

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short.

dacryphilia

pervy ellie

pussy drunk

somnophilia

in detail.

brat taming

mob boss! ellie

dark! best friend ellie

toxic relationship

stalker! ellie (2)

dealer! ellie (pt 2 in progress)

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hi there ! ♡ i’m ella , i’m 20 and i write for the last of us . please handle my work with caution , i primarily write dark content . check all content warnings before you proceed <3 ⋆˙⟡

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dealer! ellie who helps out girly! popular! reader when she needs a supply … but they both happen to hate each other

smut in pt 2 ♡ cw. weed use, cheating

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your asshole of a boyfriend has never treated you well, never ever in your three years together. you thought maybe one day he’d change—a switch suddenly flipping in that small brain of his, pulling his shit together and maybe finally started treating you like his girlfriend. but nope. he had forgotten about your three year anniversary, didn’t text you at all, was at a frat party with all his equally small brained friends. yeah, fucking fantastic.

so ellie is more than surprised when you turn up to her dorm room, wearing pink sweatpants and a matching hoodie, a stark contrast to the usual tight clothing you loved to prance around in. the 4.0 gpa prissy pink princess, cheerleader, the shining star of all your peers, goody two shoes, knocking on ellie williams’ door. ellie might’ve thought hell had frozen over when she first saw you, your hood snug around your head, looking at her with teary eyes and a big pout. “how much do you sell for?” you quietly ask, breaking the silence. your hands are shoved into your pockets, fingers anxiously wiggling around in the little space. ellie laughs in your face.

“are you bored?” ellie scoffs, hand already moving to shut her door. she didn’t have time to deal with girls like you—too righteous, always believing they did the right thing, never living and just performing. it pissed her off. you were like all of them.

“i’m serious, williams. how much?” your voice is soft, pleading, now that ellie was really hearing you. she can hear the desperation in your voice, small cracks between your words. she frowns at you. no insult or cruel remarks yet, just standing there silently. something unfamiliar settles in ellie’s gut.

“i’m not helping you if you trip or anything, it’s your first time and—“

if you were going to be honest, you almost fell asleep while ellie was explaining all this weed stuff to you. sativa? indica? whatever. it just sounded like all your boring lectures you forced yourself to pay attention to, but this time you didn’t feel the urgency to scribble down gibberish at lightning speed. so you simply sat against ellie’s headboard, the window wide open and your head tilted toward the opening, pressed the blunt to your lips, a deep inhale. a long exhale. white smoke blew into the night and you sighed along with it.

“i get it, you can fuck off williams. just…” you blurt out, a string of dry coughs cutting you off. fuck, you think. am i gonna die? it would be worse than your boyfriend ditching you if you had died on ellie williams’ bed because it was your first time smoking weed. so you slowly breathe in again, stifle a cough, keeping it deep inside of you. but it doesn’t work, your body jolts and you feel like you just threw up a lung. ellie stares at you with a raised brow, just observing like a dick, pulling the blunt away. “jesus, don’t force it.” she sighs. you feel something poke you in the shoulder after another gross cough, turning your head to find a plastic bottle of water stuffed in your face. “drink it, slowly. don’t choke on it.” you mumble a reluctant thanks, twisting the cap open and relieving your throat.

you set the bottle on the window sill, “can i have it back?” ellie looks a little hesitant. “i’m not gonna die, you idiot.” you roll your eyes, tucking the blunt in between your fingers when she finally passes it to you. “it feels nice,” you admit, turning over again to face the window. the sidewalks are empty by now, only street lights and benches keeping each other company. it is nice. you feel so much lighter, the tension in your muscles slowly dissipating with every little puff. the thought of your boyfriend isn’t scratching the edges of your brain anymore. just the feeling of a tiny buzz inside of you, the smoke leaving your lips. ellie doesn’t say anything back, just lets it settle in you.

“so what made you, perfect princess, want to start smoking evil drugs?” ellie asked, a genuine curiosity in her tone. you ignore her stupid quip, you don’t say anything back for a while either, thinking over the words juggling in your head while you take another long puff. you turn to face her. “shitty boyfriend, i guess.” the conscious part of you already regrets it, you’re opening up to ellie fucking williams right now. you wished you bit back your words and came up with another believable excuse instead of whatever you had just said, fuck. you can feel your stomach twist thinking about all the things ellie could say to you now—what, you have the perfect life but settled for someone like that? pathetic. can’t control that one, huh? can’t find anyone to match your impossible standards? it all swims in your gut, biting and nipping at your flesh, your mind going dizzy. the weed isn’t so good after all. but ellie says something that snaps you out of it immediately, maybe because it sounded so incredibly ridiculous coming out of her mouth, and maybe because some part of you warmed at the sincerity. even if you didn’t whole heartedly believe her.

“why would anyone be shitty to you?” she says it like it’s the easiest thing in the world. but you can tell she’s nervous too, even with all the fog in your brain. “what do you mean?” ellie shuffles, sitting criss cross apple sauce like a little kid. you stare while she fumbles with her fingers. “like, uh, i guess you’re just everyone’s dream girl. i mean—fuck, not like my dream girl, just what i’ve heard. or whatever. i don’t know.” you’re blinking at her, processing her words slowly, dream girl? your body starts shaking uncontrollably with laughter, turning into quiet giggles when your breaths come out too short. “dream girl? williams, you’re funny. that sounds gross… coming out of your mouth.” you smile, taking another puff. this time you forget to blow it out the window, but oh well, ellie had gotten used to her room smelling.

“you’re an asshole, i was bein’ nice.” ellie huffs, but her words don’t hold any malice like they used to, a smile matching yours across her lips. “i’m serious, y’know.” you hum in response. you didn’t want to sound like some self-entitled prick, but yeah, you were used to the constant looks and random follow requests from classmates in your lectures. used to the way your boyfriend’s friends would stare when he couldn’t see, you knew—but for some reason, it felt genuine from ellie. like there was no way it could’ve been a lie. your heart tumbles in your chest. the buzz under your skin is much stronger now. so strong that you’re putting out the lit blunt on ellie’s window despite her protests, and you’re crawling over to her lap and pressing a kiss to her lips. so delicate, gentle, and you pull away as quickly as you had come.

“you’re not so bad.” you whisper against her face, the smell of weed filling ellie’s nose. it doesn’t bother her as much when it mixes with your sweet perfume, the scent alone sending a jolt of electricity down her spine. but her lips are buzzing too, endlessly, like it’s begging for more. you cursed her with something. but she finds that she doesn’t really mind.

“you sure you should be doing that?” ellie stares right into your eyes, her tattooed arm coming up to hold your waist. you smile again before your lips connect with hers again, a small moan escaping ellie. you push away, watching as ellie chases you—her eyes fixated on you, and only you. like the entire room had disappeared around you both.

“i already broke a lot of rules just by being here, what’s one more?”

tag list ♡

@staargxzer @l0veylace @therealhexstrap @ellies-dinosaur @tomiexx911 @whisperingcherub @hyperbabes

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feeling a lil unmotivated rn T_T life is hard i wish my brain had endless energy to spend

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thank you for the tag ! (❛◡❛)✿

favorite color: pink ♡

currently reading: sweetpea by cj skuse

last song: spit by show me the body, princess nokia

last film: fear street 1994

last series: money heist

coffee or tea: neither ! :<

working on: fics … that’s all lol :p

tagging: @whisperingcherub @shivsnbullets @hyperbabes <3

Nine People I Wish I Knew Better

AAA TY @rose-margaritas for the tagggg

Favorite color: pink, all day every day

Currently reading: I just finished Sunrise of the Reaping (after binding the Hunger Games series for the very first time right before), so I think my next book is going to be This is How You Lose the Time War

Last song: Tough Luck by Laufey (it has been on repeat ALLLLL DAYYYYY)

Last film: genuinely cannot remember, I am not a film person

Last series: Etoile (working on my third rewatch, this time with my theatre friends)

Sweet/savory/salty: Salty, generally

Tea or coffee: Redbull or tea, or just straight up eating espresso beans

Working on: Does finishing my degree count? That, learning to play 2 new instruments, and I’m 100 words into a fic (for the first time in years) that I cannot promise I will finish

Tagging (no pressure): @twisted-tales-told @robyngoesrogue @cinnamon-notes @aslongasitistold @giyuulatte @justcallmeemily @annafromao3 @my-name-is-jimmy (because I miss you pookie) @skuzzinfish

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heyy could u recommend tlou fics that u like😻😻

omg yes OF COURSE here u go anon ! ♡ ꒰ˆ◞⸝⸝◟ˆ ꒱੭ enjoy !!! <3 i suggest checking out all the other works of everyone i mentioned below ^_^ they have many great ones to read !

ellie fics:

breeding kink by dictatorlesbian

hate sex by milkdough

the maid affair by andersonsgirl

abby fics:

size kink by inwithrin

dumbification by inwithrin

cockwarming amab abby by misaerabl

ellie x abby x reader fic ! my absolute fav this series is sooo good i highly recommend it:

off to the races by aphrvdisiac

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i swear i saw someone else write your most recent fic before. if you got inspiration from them atleast credit them.

i genuinely have not read any fics with the same idea, i just wanted to post a quick drabble before i went to bed :) but if you could dm me the user of the person who wrote it i'll check it out! it was not intentional at all

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abby anderson has an obsession with touching your pussy.

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it doesn’t even really have to be sexual. you two could be watching a movie or something, curled up together on your couch after a night out—and abby can’t fight the urge to shove her hands down your panties, her fingers delicately rubbing over your soft pussy. she loves it when you start getting wet, of course, how could you not? she doesn’t even look at you either, doesn’t show any signs of doing more than just playing with you. she keeps her eyes on the screen and she touches you like she’s trying to memorize every brush of her skin against your soaked folds. she gently rubs at your clit, circling, feeling the way you twitch and throb just from her hands. it’s like she was washing the dishes, or doing laundry, it felt like she was doing something completely ordinary.

sometimes when she gets a little too worked up, she shuffles onto the floor, kneeling down right in front of you. she pulls your shorts off along with your panties. and she just stares. she takes two fingers and spreads your folds apart, watching your empty fluttering hole clench around nothing. she likes looking, likes to see which places make you flinch and whimper. it’ll never go past that though, she just wants to see you. her eyes are always glued onto your cunt, and she can’t stop herself from spitting on it too, just to see it drip all over your pussy, slipping into your pretty hole.

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happy pride btw !!!!!!! u are loved and cherished by so many and i’m very proud to be a part of this community <3 have a safe pride everyone !!!!!!!! ♡ ♡ ♡ ヾ(*'∀`*)ﾉ

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I love your CNC/dubcon fics. don’t ever feel bad about them, we know you don’t condone that and they are marvelously well written.

thank you anon !!! u’re very kind (⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄‸o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝) <3 i’m glad u love them <3

i’ve gotten a lot of questions/comments about my work recently & i just wanted to clarify properly :] ty so much ♡