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elsmstrss · 8 months
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IM INSANE
i don’t know if anyone has posted this yet but I JUST SAW A PORN VID WITH ELLIES TATTOO????
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elsmstrss · 9 months
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this is my meal i call this girl dinner GIRL DINNER GIRL DINNER GWWORL DINERRR!!!
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elsmstrss · 9 months
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morning love! how are you? what are you up to today? 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏼
ahh i have no idea how long this has been sitting in my inbox but i’m well!! tysm for asking bb :) i’m finally done with my first year of college so i’ve just been taking a lot of time for myself ^^ hopefully back to writing again soon 👀
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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umm this turned out a lot more sad and like,, romantic than i intended lol. i'm trying to be better at writing smut so please treat her nicely. also i am so bad at titles so ignore that too.
almost lost you
tags: ellie williams x fem!reader , angst , hurt/comfort , soft ellie , reader almost dies , ellie is devastated , smut , oral sex (r!recieving) , ellie loves reader so much , lapslock , oneshot , actually proofread omg
it was a really close call.
"too fucking close," ellie was cursing to herself, obvious expression of pain and hurt and worry on her face. you couldn't help the feeling of guilt that washed over you as your girlfriend beat herself up.
you two had just gotten back from a relatively easy patrol. there were virtually no infected near jackson during this time of the year and you both knew that.
it's why you were a bit over confident and not as thorough. it's why you had almost gotten torn into by a couple of clickers near eugene's bookstore.
you were clean, just a bit shaken up. but ellie? oh, she was horrified.
she had been going on and on about some comic she was recently reading, excited to have found a missing issue in one of the deteriorated houses you both had been ransacking for supplies. ellie realized she no longer heard your little hums in response to her ramblings, her stomach dropping because when did it get so quiet? then there was a crash, that sickening clicking sound that could only be infected, and your screams.
ellie jumped into action, running down the dark hall, too far away from any light to reach from the main room's windows. the floor creaked from her heavy steps as she pushed the bedroom door open to reveal an infected on top of you, trying to claw at your face.
you were struggling to fight it off, your arm extended somewhere above your head, trying to find the knife that had escaped your grip when the clicker had tackled you to the floor.
"get the fuck off of her!" a quick movement, the squelch of a knife piercing flesh, the hard thump of a body hitting the ground, before ellie's face came into view.
the harsh rise and fall of her chest and the blood splattered across her face only emphasized the fury in her eyes. she was gripping her knife so hard her knuckles had paled, and she was shaking.
"ellie," you huffed out as you struggled to sit up. your body felt heavy, and just holding yourself up was proving to be a challenge.
your voice snapped ellie out of the trance, her eyes softening as her gaze fell to you. she rushed to you, falling to her knees, hands reaching out but she never made contact. it was as if she was scared to touch, like you were made of glass and one small brush would break you.
you could feel the tears start to well up in your eyes, the adrenaline starting to diminish as you began to feel the pain in your back, the burning from the scratches, and all the overwhelming feelings of almost fucking dying.
"oh, baby," ellie finally pulls you into her arms, cradling your head to her chest, "im so sorry, im so fucking sorry," ellie choked out, trying to hold in her own tears.
you had almost died. the love of her life had almost died and the thought crushed ellie to a million pieces inside.
it was a few hours later, now back at home. ellie had helped you out of your clothes and bathed you before bundling you up in her clothes and tucking you into bed. she was silent the entire time.
your eyes peaked out from the bundle of blankets as you watched ellie from across the room. she was standing in front of the window, stance wide, arms crossed over her chest. she was still, like a statue. it was dark outside now, and pouring rain.
the warm lighting from inside allowed you see her reflection in the glass, slightly distorted from the raindrops that stuck to the other side of the window. ellie's face was blank, but her eyes were dark. after dating ellie for years, and knowing her for much longer, you could tell her mind was racing.
"ellie," you croak, you throat a little scratchy from the screaming, "can you come to bed?"
silence.
"please?" you whisper. ellie lets out a long sigh but you don't miss the way it's shaky. she sniffles and then makes her way over, pulling the blankets up and sliding in.
she lays on her side, facing you. she tucks her tattooed arm under the side of her face, her other hand reaching out to brush the stray hairs from your face. her eyes are glistening and they looked so sad, but she keeps stroking your face with her fingers, tracing your eyebrows, the bridge of your nose.
you sigh softly and shut your eyes for a few moments. ellie's touch always could calm you, put you to sleep, rile you up. it was too powerful, she could control everything about you with a single touch if she wanted.
"ellie," you open your eyes, "talk to me please."
ellie stops her movements and you almost regret saying anything at all. there were a few beats of silence then ellie pulled your body closer, big hands on your waist, warming you up instantly.
"i thought i was going to lose you today," she's looking right into your eyes when she says it. her bottom lip quivers and her hold on you tightens. "i- i don't know what i would have done if i lost you today."
you suck in a sharp breath and your heart clenches at ellie's confession. you don't know what to say. ellie often has a hard time letting things go and this time won't be any different. you don't know what to say. you did almost die. you were being reckless and you almost had to pay the price for it. it killed you inside knowing that ellie blames herself. so, you take ellie's hand in yours and guide it back to your face, her palm cupping your cheek.
"i love you," you simply say.
ellie's thumb swipes under your eye, her gaze falling to your lips before going back up to your eyes. she pulls you in closer, so close you can see every little freckle across her face. you want to kiss each one until all the pain floats away.
your inspection gets cut short as you suddenly feel ellie's lips on yours. it's a deep and passionate kiss but your mouths stay closed. your eyes flutter shut as ellie angles her face to deepen the kiss more.
you kiss like that for a while, only breaking the kiss for air before ellie dives right back in. she kissed you with fervor, like you would disappear from her grasp at any moment. you guess she probably did feel that way. because you almost did disappear.
the thought makes something dark and painful swirl in your chest.
ellie suddenly pulls you on top of her, fast but so gentle. she's still handling you like your something fragile. if it was any other time, you might have been slightly annoyed, but you couldn't deny the dull ache settled deep in your bones.
ellie seemed to sense this too because her hands, that would normally pull, and squeeze, and drive you crazy, were now soft, and slow, and made you feel so precious.
the kiss slowed as ellie dragged her hands up and down your sides, resting at your hips. she pulled away to kiss the corner of your mouth, down your jaw and neck, leaving a small love bite there. you preen at the attention to the sensitive spot, the occasional moan of your girlfriends name would fall from your lips.
after a while, you had began to feel nothing but desperation for the woman under you. you whined and rolled your hips in ellie's lap. ellie seemed to have gotten the hint because she rolled your body over, now on your back. she crawled between your legs, the back of your thighs rested on her lap.
she stared down at you for a moment, the loving look on her face almost made you burst into tears right there but the way you needed ellie was far more intense.
ellie leaned down to kiss you once more before placing her hands on your hips, thumbs pushing under your sweater to feel the warm skin there. the contact made you gasp, her thumbs rubbing circles into your hips bones. she then uses both her hands to push the fabric up, revealing your whole front.
"so beautiful," ellie whispered, leaning down to kiss right above your belly button. she began to leave a trail of kisses up your body, tongue swiping along the smooth skin. it causes you to shiver, the cool air hitting the wet spots she left behind.
her tongue darts out to lick over your nipple, other hand cupping your other breast. she massages them, sucking and biting into the soft flesh. she must have left at least five different bruises on your tits, the sight making your panties dampen with want.
you hadn't realized ellie had slipped your pants off during her attack on your chest until you felt one of her long fingers dip between your clothed folds. the sensation causes you to gasp out a moan. your hips buck up slightly and ellie uses her other hand to gently push them back down.
"what do you want, my love?" ellie whispers, her finger still moving along your clit.
"you. want you els."
ellie captures your lips in hers, pulling your panties to the side and continuing to pleasure you. the sudden skin-on-skin contact makes you instantly weak. it's like a switch and your mind is suddenly fuzzy, your only thoughts are ellie.
you bite your lip, trying to contain your sounds of pleasure. ellie dips into your arousal, using your wetness to make the strokes against your clit easier. seeing you like this, half clothed and grinding against her fingers, you were a work of art in ellie's eyes.
ellie removed her fingers from your cunt, a soft whine leaving your lips. "don't worry baby, i'm right here," her eyes never leave yours as she maneuvers herself further down your body, her head now between your legs.
she starts slow, leaving kisses along the inside of your thigh, licking the dip where your hip meet your thigh. she teases along your mound, so close but not where you need. you're getting desperate again but ellie just shushes you.
your eyes roll to the back of your head, head falling back against the pillows when you feel ellie lick the first strip up your folds. she flicks her tongue against your clit, closing her lips around the sensitive bud and sucking. ellie always eats you out so good.
the sounds alone almost make you cum. you sink your fingers into ellie's hair, your eyes locking with hers. ellie slips a finger into you, and you can't help but let out a loud moan.
"that's it baby, lemme hear you," ellie adds another finger, fucking you slowly and deeply. a string of curses and whines leave you at ellie's request. something about ellie's movements are so desperate, like she can't get enough.
ellie thrusts her fingers a little harder, hitting your spot just right. it's starting to become too much and you can feel your orgasm building. "ellie, m close,"
ellie responds by focusing her fingers where you need, praises pouring out of her mouth between each lick and suck to your clit. ellie reaches out her free hand, searching for your own. when she feels your fingers gripping the sheets, she takes your hand and intertwines your fingers with hers.
you squirm, hips bucking up into ellie's mouth. your cunt is leaking all over ellie's lips and chin but she doesn't seem to mind. all ellie cares about is making you feel good, pleasuring you has always pleased her.
all it takes is the slightly harsher pressure of ellie's tongue and your suddenly cumming into ellie's mouth. ellie moans, the vibrations heightening your orgasm. you cry out ellie's name as she helps you ride out your high.
after a minute, ellie slowly pulls her fingers out. you lay exhausted on the bed as she makes quick work of cleaning you up, gently wiping at your sensitive skin.
she lays down next to you, chuckling at your sleepy expression. she pulls your sweater back down, covering you with the blankets once more. you lean in to ellie, your body instinctively gravitating towards her.
you're half asleep when you hear ellie sigh. you knew tomorrow you would need to talk. talk about what happened today, how it made you both feel, ellie would probably try and convince you to never go beyond jackson's walls again.
but, it could wait for the morning. you two have been through so much together and you would be okay.
ellie nuzzles her nose to your temple, leaving a small kiss there before whispering, "i love you more."
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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so im writing a thing. and it may or may not involve near death experience for reader. and ellie may or may not have become so overcome with emotion that she lets it out on reader, *sexual style*
now, i struggle to write just plain smut ok, there has to be a little plot y'know. but i also wanted to ask you guys how much plot is too much plot? because im at like 1k words already and the smut is no where in sight yet soooo
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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text pranks with modern!ellie
a/n: idk i had this idea and i wanted to do it... i love my ellie pookie bear so bad LMAO
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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reading over my work and seeing all the mistakes makes me cringe so bad omfg
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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begging on my knees for hcs of ellie williams x reader with words of affirmation and physical touch love languages
kinda been avoiding this for a minute mainly because i have NO IDEA WHAT IM DOING but hopefully this is good enough !!
ellie williams headcannons: love languages
tags: ellie williams x fem!reader , fluff , love languages , words of affirmation , ellie praises her best girl , physical touch , cuddling, hand-holding, the works , domestic vibes , pet names , lapslock , not proofread
words of affirmation
ellie has always been vocal about her love and appreciation for you. she's constantly telling you how much she loves you or how proud she is of you.
it was honestly shocking at first because you always chalked ellie up to being quiet and a little awkward, cracking jokes every time the conversation got even just a little serious.
but when ellie asked you to be her girlfriend, all of that quickly changed.
the first night you spent together, you were in her bed, a tangled mess of limbs under the sheets. it was dark, and silent. you had both agreed it was time for bed but the air still buzzed with tension. ellie had watched your eyes flutter closed before breaking the silence with a deep breath and, "god you're so beautiful."
you had smiled softly, too shy to open your eyes when you whispered back a, "good night."
she couldn't go a day without complimenting you at least a dozen times.
"you look amazing in that, wow"
"you're so smart, bug. tell me more"
always calls you her "pretty girl"
ellie would always tell you how proud she was of you. whether it was fast-thinking during a particularly risky patrol, or even just a decent meal you had cooked for her.
"i was so proud of you back there," planting a kiss to your forehead.
or a, "damn babe, this is delicious. i'm so fucking lucky,"
you would play off her words with a giggle or a teasing comment but you couldn't help the warmth that seemed to wrap around your heart every time.
physical touch
ellie loves the feeling of you against her.
cuddling you is like her lifeline. seriously, she can't even sleep without you in her arms.
sometimes ellie doesn't even notice when her hands instinctively find yours whenever she's nervous, or always pulling you into her lap wherever you two go.
you would be watching a movie together, ellie would have you pulled against her chest, always the big spoon.
"ellieeee," you whined, "maybe i wanna cuddle you!"
ellie would just laugh and pull you into her lap, pressing her mouth to yours, her teeth grazing your lips because she's still laughing as she kisses you. "come on baby don't be silly."
and ellie loves to play with your hair. she loves to twirl it between her fingers, or softly massage your scalp.
whenever she's stressed or thinking hard about something, there her hands are, buried deep in your hair and playing with the strands. she even jokes and says your her personal guitar and your hair is the strings. you just roll your eyes at the cheesiness but you cant deny how amazing her fingers feel.
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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HIIII BABE requesting general hcs of what ellie williams is like as a gf, i feel like she’s such a simp
hi baby!! ellie is down astronomically BAD i just know it
ellie williams headcannon: ellie as your simpy gf
tags: ellie williams x gn!reader , fluff , headcannon , lapslock , ellie is a simp for reader , some suggestive *wink* content , no actual smut tho ! , ellie is so dramatic pls
i feel like ellie would be so clingy towards you. it genuinely confuses everyone in jackson because ellie kind of built this stoic and mysterious image around the town but, whenever she's around you, she noticeably melts.
she's gotten into trouble with maria multiple times for skipping out on her duties to spend time with you.
"yeah maria i don't think i can today, i don't feel too well," ellie would sniffle, coughing dramatically and peeking up at maria to gauge her reaction. maria would just roll her eyes and let it slide because it's actually impressive the lengths ellie will go just to spend time with you.
god forbid ellie is around whenever you're dressed up even just a tiny bit more than the usual old and distressed get-up you tolerate for patrol.
you'd walk into the room, ellie sitting on the bed waiting patiently. the second her eyes land on you, her hand is clutching her chest and she falls back onto the bed dramatically.
"damn baby, it should be a crime to look this good. i dont know if i can handle it anymore."
you just laugh and playfully slap her arm, earning an extremely fond look from ellie before she pulls you in to attack your lips.
jokes aside you still affect ellie badly, even after all this time.
it physically pains her to see you hurt, in any form. she's anxious and jittery whenever your not on her radar.
and whenever you two fuck, it's like the first time all over again. when you strip for her, you'd swear it was the first time she's ever seen you like that. her eyes travel over your body and she's so desperate to touch you, she's completely enamored by you.
you're always on her mind too.
whenever she's out on patrol, she always makes it a point to bring some kind of gift for you. whether it was a pretty flower she saw that reminded her of you, or a book you had mentioned you wanted to read, or even a necklace she knew you would love.
anways, your friends constantly tease you both about it, how ellie is literally at your beck and call, but ellie doesn't even bother to deny the allegations.
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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heyy new pfp !! check me outttt ^^
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hey babe i was wondering if you could do ellie w fem reader who's trying to tie up her corset but ellie helps with reader on her lap, but they ended up "not tying" it ykwim🤭
i do know what u mean silly hehehe. ellie williams erotic dress up fic coming right up :D
ellie williams helping you "tie" your corset ;)
tags: ellie williams x afab!reader , modern au , hyperfem!reader , reader is a coquette girly , ellie manspreads , smut , stone top!ellie . bottom!reader , fingering (r!recieving) , lapslock , ellie makes reader watch them in the mirror... yeah , not proofread sorrryyyy
you had been sitting at your vanity, applying the finishes touches to your makeup when you heard the front door to your studio apartment open, your girlfriend's head popping out.
you two were going on a dinner date that evening. you both had been so busy as it was finals season and you both worked as well. it was the first time in a while that you both were free at a time that wasn't the earliest hours of the morning.
you smile and wave her in, eyes following her face as she approaches you. you have lift your head to see her from your sitting position. she leans down to give you a quick peck, "hey pretty".
"hey ellie, 'm almost done. do you mind helping me with my corset? i can't get it tight enough," you pout up at her and ellie gives you a soft smile.
"course babe, c'mere," ellie moves over to your bed, plopping down and spreading her legs, taking up the most space as usual. you stand up from the chair and walk over to the auburn. ellie reaches out for your waist, gently turning your body so your back was to her. you look up at the floor length mirror that leaned against the wall in front of you to see ellie already smirking at you through the reflective glass.
you watch as ellie's eyes travel down your backside, hands reaching out to caress the exposed skin between your neck and shoulder. she runs her fingers through your hair once before gently moving your locks to the other side of your neck. you can't help the shudder from her cold fingertips against your warm skin.
"you look too pretty in this outfit," ellie mutters under your breath. you flush from the compliment, still flustered and surprised from the effect you seem to have on your girlfriend after all this time.
you were wearing a white blouse that was off-the-shoulder. on top was a lace corset that hugged you in all the right places. it was one of your favorites and you knew ellie loved this one too.
ellie's fingers ghosted over the crisscross ribbons on your back, taking the two loose ends and twirling them in her fingers before suddenly pulling harshly.
the sharp intake of your breath causes you to snap your head up, your eyes meeting ellies sleepier ones. "els, gentle please," you tried to scold playfully but it just came out as a low whine, your girlfriend's heated stare causing a stir in your core.
ellie smirks and pulls again, this time forcing you to step back and fall in the small space between her thighs on the bed. a breath escapes you, your eye contact never breaking as ellie's hands are immediately on you.
her hands snake around you, pulling the fabric from your skirt higher up to expose your thighs. her hands latch on and she softly squeezes the warm flesh there. ellie loves your thighs, she constantly snatching any chance she can get to have her hands on them.
you suddenly feel her lips latch onto your neck. she leaves soft kisses before biting and sucking. she's trying to mark you up, always a bit possessive whenever you two are intimate.
ellie's fingers slowly begin to inch closer and closer to your heat. your breathing picks up, the rise and fall of your chest obvious as your breasts spilled from the stop of your corset.
the sight made ellie moan into your ear, "so fucking perfect."
your whine from the praise pitches up at the end as ellies fingers start to stroke over your damp panties. you sigh from the muted stimulation to your clit, fingers wrapping over ellie's wrist to support yourself.
the feeling of ellie's skilled fingers on you almost distract you from her other hand making quick work of your corset, loosening the ties and letting the garment slip down your torso. ellie gives a harsh tug, pulling the blouse under along with it, revealing your tits.
you glance over at the mirror, slightly embarrassed to see yourself like this. your mouth was hanging open a little, stray hairs moving along your face with each pleasured sigh that escapes your lips. your thighs are slightly parted, ellies strong arm covering the view from between your legs. you looked fucked out already, breasts on display and bruises forming along your neck.
"hm, look at you, angel" ellie's back to staring at you through the mirror. she pulls your panties to the side, continuing her movements in between your slick folds.
your eyes roll back to your head. you were always so sensitive, the first touch nearly knocking the breath out of you. "e-ellie," you whimper, brows furrowing.
"i know baby," ellie whispers, gathering your wetness from your entrance and using it to rub little circle to your clit. your mouth hangs open as ellie continues her attention to your cunt. you writhe in her lap, squirming and lifting your hips, desperate.
ellies other hand travels up to your breasts, groping you and flicking your hardened nipple. you moan and bite your lip, the teasing starting to get to you. "please please please."
ellie grips your jaw, forcing you to connect your eyes with her, the expression on her face could only be described as devilish.
"if you're good and keep your eyes open for me, i'll let you come on my fingers. how's that sound, princess? gonna be a good for me?" she licks her lips and slows her movements on your bud. you nod your head frantically, desperate to please your girlfriend.
"use your words my love. come on, you can do it," she teases, eyes never leaving yours.
"i'll be good els," you mewl, embarrassed. ellie awards you with a kiss to the back of your neck, her fingers resuming her previous pace. the consistent abuse to your clit has you reeling, the feeling of your climax building with each second. your eyes slip shut and ellie can tell you're close, her pace quickening.
"els m gonna c-" before you can finish your sentence, ellie promptly removes her finger. "wha? ellie no no!" you sob, your denied orgasm as your clit throbbing with need.
"aw poor baby," ellie fakes sympathy. "but what did i say?"
you whine, realizing your mistake, "'m sorry, i'll be good, promise!" you're eyes get big and doe-like when you shift your gaze to ellie. big tears threaten to fall and ellie coos at you, only feeling a little bad for denying you.
"dont cry my love. dont worry," ellie's fingers travel down to your entrance, slipping her finger into your heat, "i have something much better for you".
she begins to pump her finger in and out of you, adding another finger and stretching you open. your hands grip onto ellies knees, crying out from the intrusion. ellie's fingers are like magic, instantly turning you to putty in her arms.
"oh fuck ellie," you curse. ellie responds by pushing in deeper, rubbing the pads of her fingers on your gummy spot. you can help the loud moan that leaves you. you moan ellie's name over and over, your climax quickly building up again.
"ellie please. ngh 's too much, 'm close- please" you're babbling nonsense now but ellie knows exactly what to do. she whispers encouragements into your ear, her fingers moving faster and harder, the sounds of your wetness and her fingers fill the room. it's filthy and it only turns out on more.
your orgasm hits you like a truck, your body tensing up as waves of pleasure roll from your lower gut to your cunt. you struggle to keep your eyes open but you're glad you do because the sight of ellie spread out behind you, fingers stuffed inside your heat, somehow still calm and collected as you fall apart because of her is almost enough for you to cum again.
your legs shake slightly as you come down from your high. all of a sudden it's far too difficult to hold yourself up so so slump in ellie's hold, the sound of her chuckle causes a grin to break out on your face. you're thoroughly spent.
ellie pulls your top and corset back up, readjusting your panties and skirt after. she fixes the loose hairs from your face and squeezes your waist as you catch your breath.
"as much as i would love to crawl into this bed with you right now, it would be a damn waste when you got all dolled up like this," ellie whispers into your ear as she rocks you softly. you giggle and let out a sigh. you're not even sure if you can walk properly but you can't help but agree with your lover.
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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my brain is fried from class but i can never escape the urge to write about tlou2 girlies… sooo inbox is open :) leave requests or gush abt our fav lesbians if ya want ^.^
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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how does that one song go again? oh ya SLUT ME OUT
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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abby anderson headcannons: abby as your gf >:)
whaaaaa? she writes abby too?!!? yeah this is not a safe space for abby haters ok!! she is hot and i need her so i do what any normal person would do: write all my silly little thoughts about her on the internet :)
tags: abby x gn!reader , headcannon , lapslock , fluff , short and blurby (like actually this time) , abby's arms , yes i tagged that
abby never lets you do anything on your own. if she notices you struggle even a tinsy bit, she's at your side in an instant to do it for you.
you can't reach something on the top shelf? abby's muscled arm shoots into view, grabbing whatever you needed.
having trouble reconfiguring your gun after cleaning it? abby's already pulling all the pieces over and clicking parts into place.
she so very overprotective !!
she has to have an eye on you at all times. whether it be at parties, on patrol, or even just at the dining hall; if there is any sort of possibility of you getting hurt, she will avoid it at all costs.
puts on a dominant front but everyone knows you have her wrapped around her finger.
it could be 3 am on a random tuesday and if you offhandedly mentioned that you were craving chocolate, she would dissapear for a few minutes before returning with a chocolate bar in her hand.
"babe! you didn't have to," you give her a peck to the cheek, smiling because it was maybe your plan all along.
abby wouldn't be crazy about physical touch, especially in public. but she LOVES the feeling of your body weight on hers. it grounds her.
whenever you two are laying in bed, maybe watching a movie or napping, she'll randomly pull your body on top of hers, not saying a word. you try to move off and say your heavy but her grip on your waist forces you in place, refusing to let you go. "you're warm," she'd mumble.
she'd always pull you into her lap too. you're just her personal weighted blanket tbh
she can always tell when something is wrong. she can read you like a book, and always knows exactly what you need in that moment to feel better
she absolutely adores you.
sometimes you catch her staring at you while you're cleaning around the apartment, or as you're conversing with somebody. you're eyes lock from across the room and there's just this fond look on her face. it makes you blush every time because how can she make you feel so special without saying a single word?
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elsmstrss · 1 year
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i wasnt gonna write anything today but i’m laying in bed rn and i was thinking !! (i know… first red flag) BUT:
ellie likes you wearing her clothes a little too much
tags: ellie williams x fem!reader , possessive!ellie , extremely self-indulgent , ellie wears boxers, because i said so, lapslock, smut (ish) , thigh-riding (hmm my favorite!) , dom!ellie, sub!reader
idk if this is a oneshot or a really long hc but enjoy !
<3
it was a random afternoon in the middle of winter. you had invited yourself over to your girlfriend’s place, cold and reeking of horse as you’d spent all day at the stables.
you don’t bother knocking, pushing the door open, stepping inside, shedding your coat and throwing it over a nearby chair. you’re tugging your boots off, supporting yourself on the doorframe when you hear a shout from the bathroom, “babe! that you?”
you follow the sound of your girlfriends voice, sock clad feet pattering against the wood floors. you crack the bathroom door open, peaking your head in, smiling at the sight of her putting her short hair into a half bun. her forearms flexed with the movements and your eyes trailed over her tattooed arm.
“ellie,” you whisper yell, effectively spooking her, causing her to flinch and whip her head towards you.
“fuck babe what did i tell you about that shit? you’re gonna kill me one of these days”. ellie’s wide eyes and slacked jaw created the funniest look of bewilderment, causing you to let out a not-so-subtle laugh.
ellie scoffs but you notice her lips quirk as she tries to hide the smile creeping up on her expression. she suddenly pulls on your wrist and you stumble into her arms. she plops a big wet kiss in between your brows.
“ugh gross!” you complain, reaching up to wipe the damp feeling from your face but ellie beats you to it, thumbs gently rubbing at the crease there.
“oh you love it” ellie leans down for a second, less wet, peck on your lips, face scrunching up as she pulls back. “jeez you stink,”
you pout, ready to quip back but you couldn’t even argue. you did stink.
“wanna shower love? it’ll warm you up too,” you don’t even that you had been shivering until you feel ellie’s big, warm hands rub up and down on your arms, trying to thaw you out.
“i didn’t bring any clothes els. you’re just gonna have to deal with me, stink and all,” you tease. ellie just huffs out a laugh and and squeezes your shoulders.
“wait here.”
she comes back a few moments later, a stack of clothes on top of a messily folded towel. “here,” she places the tower of fabric into your arms and turns on her heels, “take your time, i’ll find us a movie in the mean time.” the door shuts behind her.
you turn the faucet on and strip your dirty clothes as you wait for the water to heat up. by the time you’ve removed all your clothes and jewelry, it’s scalding, steam filling the small room, just the way you like.
you instantly feel your body relax as it warms up from the shower. you wash the stable smell from your skin and hair, spending just a little longer than usual after rinsing, not wanting to leave the warmth just yet.
you finally turn the shower off, blindly reaching for the towel through the curtain, wrapping yourself up and stepping out. you stand in front of the mirror, clearing the haze from the glass with your hand, revealing a slightly blurry reflection of yourself.
you dry yourself as thoroughly as possible before turning to the small stack of clothing ellie had given you. it included an old, lived in gray hoodie and a pair of loose black and white plaid boxers. you shake your head, laughing to yourself at the mens underwear. ellie swears by them and often goes on tangents about how much more comfortable they are compared to women’s underwear.
“seriously babe, it’s actually so fucking unfair like??”
you pull the hoodie over your head. it smelled so much like ellie. it made you dizzy, her scent intoxicating and you couldn’t help the small throb in your cunt as a result.
you finish getting dressed and step out of the bathroom, steam escaping into the main room. you spot ellie on the bed, flipping through her dvd collection. without looking up she asks, “ok, what are we feeling? cheesy rom-com or equally cheesy thriller?”
“whichever one will make me want to rip my eyes out less,” you answer, joking but, not really.
“okayyy thriller it is,” she stands up and puts the disc into the player, “hey do you mind grabbing the re-“ she abruptly cuts herself off when she turns around and finally sees your figure.
you’re just standing there, ankles cross, hands playing with the frayed ends of the hoodie’s sleeves as you patiently wait for her to set everything up. you pretend not to notice as her eyes slowly drag up your legs, eyes slightly glassy as they trail up your body.
“grab what?” you ask, looking around the room. your only met with silence, “el!”.
that seemed to knock her out of her stupor, clearing her throat and stuttering out, “t-the um,” cough “ the remote. can you grab the remote please”. her voice dying off at the end, slightly hoarse.
you finally end up the in the bed together, ellie sat up, back against the head board, you tucked into her side. she’s stroking your hair and you sigh softly, settling into your favorite spot.
not even five minutes into the movie, you feel ellie shift and maneuver you, now half on top of her. she leans down and inhales. “fuck”.
you look up to see she looks almost like, in pain. “els what’s wrong?”
“nothing it’s just,” she moves her hands down, gripping your sides, “you smell like me.”
the tone of her voice, low and possessive, and slightly strained, causes butterflies to erupt in your lower stomach. ellie leans down and begins to leave kisses along your jaw and neck, sucking a little bit harsher each time. you bite your lip and sigh, trying to focus on the movie.
ellie knows exactly where to kiss and bite, leaving you squirming and desperate for more. “ellie,” you whine out, you sound out of breath already and you feel ellie smirk into your skin.
“what baby? gotta use your words,” she gropes the padding of fat on your hips, manhandling you to be fully on top of her. you want so badly to move, grind your hips down into her lap, feel some sort of relief but her grip on you is strong, keeping you in place.
“need it els, please”
“please what, pretty?” she sounds breathless herself, the sight of you needy and flushed on top of her like this makes a rush of arousal flood through her, needy for you too.
“touch me. please make it better,” words were becoming difficult, already slipping into that headspace, easily submitting to ellie. the slight embarrassment of being forced to voice your wants and desires makes you that much wetter and you know it won’t take much to tip you over the edge tonight.
ellie finally lifts you up slightly, angling her thigh up and grinding you down slowly onto her leg. the whine you let out would have embarrassed you but you’re far too desperate for any kind of stimulation to care.
“that’s it baby. look at you, so pretty in my clothes,” she groans out, just the sigh of you withering in her lap enough to make her cum right then.
you want more. you’re both still clothed and the friction against your clit is just barely enough but you can’t be bothered to stop and take it off, too far gone and chasing the feeling that’s building up, your lower tummy clenching.
you start to speed up, palms resting on top of ellie’s hands that are now on your waist and thigh. your moans and whines get louder and more desperate and ellie, who knows your body better than anyone, can tell you’re already close.
“yeah baby? already? such a good girl. my good girl. mine.”
you love when your girlfriend gets like this so you can’t help yourself when you spur her on.
“yours yours yours” you chant like a mantra. this causes something to snap in ellie because before you realize, you’re flipped onto your back, ellie slotting her knee in between your thighs. she pulls your hips back down and guides your movements, causing direct friction to your sensitive bud.
“oh- ellie!” you sob, it’s beginning to become all too much and your hands hold onto her forearms, nails digging into the skin there as you feel your orgasm building.
“gonna cum for me? that’s it love, take what you need,” it only takes a few more grinds and a particularly desperate groan from ellie above you that sends you over the edge, climax hitting you suddenly and hard. ellie talks you through it, leaning down and whispering sweet praises, lips grazing the shell of your ear
your mouth hangs open, eyes squeezing shut as waves of pleasure wash over you, you spasm every few seconds as you come down from the high.
ellie gently removes her knee and settles into the sheets next you, pulling you into your chest. she places a tender kiss to the top of your hair and strokes gently strokes your back. you can start to feel your eyelids droop, suddenly exhausted.
you feel a slight jostling as a small chuckle escapes from ellie’s lips.
“m wha?” you mumble, lifting your head up to meet her eyes.
“nothin’ just that,” ellie pauses to tuck your head back into her chest.
“i think you should wear my clothes more often.”
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thinking about ellie carrying me >>>>>>
dude yES!! everyone always teases ellie for being skinny but she's actually so strong?? she could easily pick you up. like if you were in the way, she would just lift you and plop you down somewhere else. or ! or ! whenever youre tired, she'd offer you a piggy-back ride. you wld protest at first "els no im too heavy" but she'd just scoff and instantly prove you wrong but hauling you over her shoulder without so much as a huff
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hi, love!! i was wondering if you could write something about ellie x gn! or fem! reader something g that goes like reader is found on a patrol around jackson and is brought in bc her family is dead and she’s alone. and so she meets ellie and kind of looks up to her and had a little crushy crush (like riley and ellie + their age gap). so like the reader is 15 and ellie is 17 and like ahahahhshahsjshskdjdi. they both have little crushes and eventually they have a sleepover and have a little innocent cute kiss 😭😭. so yeah basically just traumatized reader looking up to older!ellie (who’s like riley) and then they become friends with crushes and kiss!! love you lots 🫶🏼 and pls take care of your mental health before worrying about writing!
-star anon ⭐️⭐️
hello star anon <3 i have work in 4 hours but im writing this instead of sleeping because this prompt is so adorable it makes me sick !! also im gonna try and not make this too long so here's just a short blurb (edit: it definitely ended up being longer than intended i-)
When I met you
tags: ellie x gn!reader , fluff . tinsy but of angst , mentions of blood and death, teenage typical awkwardness , girls kissing , fluffy , traumatized!reader , sleepovers!! , also i didn't proofread this leave me alone it is midnight and i am falling alseep
You were horrified, trembling and covered in blood that wasn't yours. Bodies surrounded your fragile form, staining the snow red. The biting cold seeps through your pants as you fall to your knees. You barely remembered the events just moments ago, it all happening so fast.
Flashes of red, bodies hitting the snow, terrified screams, blade piercing flesh, silence. You squeeze your eyes closed, trying to focus on your breathing.
You and your family had heard of a small town, deep in Wyoming. Coming all the way from the other side of the country, barely escaping with your lives many times. Whether it be infected, starvation, or the elements, death was always right on your tail.
Well, I guess your luck was bound to run out sometime.
But why now? After everything, after being so close.
The thought causes a small tear to escape your eye and fall down your cheek. You sniffle, glancing down at your blood stained hands, grip loose around the knife you had used to take down the infected that had got your parents, had almost got you.
You hear some shuffling to your right, your hand tightening around the handle of your knife. You have almost no energy left, exhaustion pulling on your nerves and bones but when you start hearing voices, quiet mumbles and harsh whispers. You're trying, god you're trying so hard. Why can't you just breath? But you can't help how heavy your eyelids droop, vision blurring.
"Hey, we got a girl! Over here, quickly!" the voices get louder. You need to act fast, get the hell out of there.
Just as you finally mentally prepare yourself, you shift your weight, ready to stand. The movement must've been too sudden because you feel an instant rush to your head. You groan, the feeling making you queasy. Finally managing to your feet, you sway slightly, causing you to look down at your feet, hoping it will make you feel a bit more stable.
That was a mistake because the second you look down, you lock eyes with the lifeless stare of your mother, a random infected burrowed in her neck with a stab wound in its own.
The sight makes the queasiness a million times worse and you're struggling to breath again. Your breaths become erratic and short, lungs burning from the bite of the cold air.
You feel a hesitant hand on your shoulder followed by a whisper. You don't hear what's said because you immediately start screaming. The sound was sharp and it ripped through your throat.
You scream and scream and scream. You scream until there is nothing left and your vocal cords are raw. You let out the very last bit of whatever energy was left and began falling. It felt like slow motion, your vision going black.
-
When you came too, it was all too much. You had awoken in a random building, lights dim and warm, alone. You were clean, void of all grime and gore. Your body felt like lead and you could barely turn your head to observe your surroundings. You seemed to have been in a small room, on a bed with a wooden chair in the corner. You looked to your right and saw a small table with a glass of water and small note.
For when you wake up
-Maria
It couldn't have been longer than five minutes before the door had creaked open. The noise caused you to lurch forward, hand coming to your back on instinct, only to find that your knife wasn't there.
It was a woman. She had short blonde hair and cleft chin, hands up in a defensive position. "Woah, hey there! It's alright. I just came to check up on ya. Glad to see your awake," she rushes out.
You don't say anything, reluctantly laying back against the pillows, already tired from the action.
"I'm Maria. Welcome to Jackson." Your eyes widen at the familiar name. Jackson. The place you and your parents fought so hard to find. The place your parents will never get to see. You were alone.
Your palms feel sweaty all of a sudden and your damned breathing started faltering. You squeeze your eyes shut, hands closing into fists, panic settling in. You feel like your falling again, even though your still in the bed and you want to cry but not in front of this stranger, and-
Warmth envelopes your form. Your eyes shoot open and you freeze. Maria was holding you, your head tucked into her chest.
You both stayed like that for a moment before Maria reaches over and presses something cool to your lips. It's the glass of water and it wasn't until then when you realized how dry your throat was, and so sore.
Maria smiles softly at you before placing the glass in your hands and brushing a stray hair from your face.
"You don't have to be alone here."
It's been three months since then and you've settled in to the community nicely.
After Maria showed you around and explained all the details of the commune, you became drawn to the stables. Your parents had lived on a farm together before the outbreak, always talking about how peaceful life was. How they hoped to find one for the three of you one day.
You spent every day since in the stables, reading about horses and how to take care of one. You excelled in riding lessons and was almost immediately assigned to stable duty.
You had been tending to the horses when you first met Ellie. You had seen her before. In the dining halls or even when she would come and pick Shimmer up before patrol training.
She was a bit older than you, an air of maturity surrounded her. She was so cool. And you maybe had a little teeny weeny crush on her. Ellie always threw you polite smiles and small waves but your interactions were never more than that.
Until one day, you were brushing Shimmer out, cooing and softly whispering sweet words to the horse. You couldn't help it, you found the horses just too cute.
"Aww does horsey like being pampered? Ohh yes the best gir-" The sound of a low giggle cuts you off, you flinch from the small spook and your eyes blow wide as you notice the source of the sound.
"Oh," you mumble, shocked to see Ellie herself just a few steps away from you and Shimmer, 'hello".
"Hey. Y/n, right?" you were surprised that Ellie knew your name. All you could do was nod. "You seem to know a lot about horses" she adds.
You nod slowly, again.
"Well, uh if you don't mind..."
"Oh! yeah, yes! Sorry," you back away from Shimmer, watching as Ellie saddles her up and wraps the reins around her hand.
"Guess I'll see you around?" Ellie tilts her down slightly to meet you eyes.
"Um, yeah! For sure," you swallow nervously and Ellie just smirks and turns on her heels, slightly tugging the reins for Shimmer to follow her.
You don't know why but Ellie started showing up to the stables a lot more frequently after that. At first you thought she was taking up more patrol shifts but you quickly realized she never took a horse with her when she would leave.
You quickly became close with the older girl, sharing a similar sense of humor, getting on Joel's nerves together or sneaking away to the movies.
And you told Ellie everything. How you made it to Jackson, how you think you might like girls too, how you fear being alone. She just always knew what to say, what you needed in that moment.
"Being alone is a fear I have too. I'm not sure if it will ever go away but you'll meet people who will make you forget," Ellie pauses and ruffles your head, causing frizzy flyaways to sprout from your hair. You go to complain but she cuts you off, "Like when I met you".
Your cheeks flush from Ellie's confession, shoving her hands away from your hair, fingers lingering maybe a bit too long.
Ellie had invited you over later that week.
"Bring some pajamas," was all she said before rushing off with Shimmer.
You had anticipated the sleepover all day, trying to find ways to stay busy and pass the time. You had spent lots of nights at Ellie's place but it was never for longer than a couple hours, and definitely never to sleep over.
The sun was setting when you heard a swift knock at your door. You rushed the door, reminding yourself to play it cool before swinging the door open.
Ellie was waiting there in all her glory, a little tired but she seemed excited for the evening as well. "Ready?"
You shove your feet into your shoes and scoop your backpack up that was already packed and ready at the door. "Mhm!"
You follow her back to her place, shoulders brushing and listening to her retell the events of her short patrol that day.
"Anyways I have some super fun things planned for tonight," she says over her shoulder as she pushes open the door to her room.
"Yeah? Like what?" you ask, dropping your bag and toeing your shoes off at the door.
"Top secret. Super confidential, sorry," she teases. You roll your eyes, a small smile playing on your lips because everything that Ellie says you find amusing.
The night goes as any other time you two hang out. You doodle together, or play some random card game, talking about everything and nothing at the same time. After Joel brings some food in for you both, that's when Ellie decides it's time to bust out the surprise.
"Okay!" she claps, "pajama time. Shoo shoo, go change," you sigh, slightly annoyed to be cutting your meal short but you oblige because you could never say no to Ellie.
By the time you come out of the bathroom, dressed in a huge hoodie, sleep shorts, and some fuzzy socks on your feet that Ellie had brought back from one of her patrols. It was a small gift but it always made you feel warm inside when you knew that Ellie thought of you.
"Are you gonna finally tell me what all the fuss is about?" you whine, plopping down on the bed next to her. She had also changed into something more comfortable. Seeing Ellie in her pajamas caused this overwhelming desire to latch onto her like a koala and never let go. She just looked so cozy.
"Don't know. You don't seem all that excited, maybe we should just go to sleep-" Ellie sighs, stifling a laugh at your annoyed expression.
You shove her shoulder playfully and Ellie clears her throat. "Drumroll please". You pat your thigh rapidly, the beat erratic, then Ellie whips out what seems to be some sort of comic.
Your eyes widen when as you recognize the cover, It was the sixth issue of Savage Starlight, a comic book Ellie had convinced you to read and effectively got you hooked on. It was something you both had in common and would often spend hours gushing over the story.
"No way! How did you get you hands on this!?" you reach for the comic book, rotating and examining it, grip gentle as to not ruin the obviously deteriorating cover.
"Found it a few days ago in an old bookstore. Was thinking maybe we could read it. Together," Ellie almost sounded shy. You nod your head excitedly, looking up at her.
"Yes! A thousand times yes!" you bounce a little on the mattress, smile wide, eyes nearly closed from how hard your grinning.
Ellie's can't help but feel so fond, your reaction worth almost getting mauled by an infected for the comic. Your enthusiasm dies down a bit as you notice Ellie's eyes on you. You start to feel a little self-conscious, face flushing pink.
It was that exact moment that Ellie couldn't keep it it any longer.
"Can I kiss you?"
You freeze, mouth slightly agape in shock. Did you hear her right? Ellie Williams wants to kiss me?
"Um, sure," your answer shocks you even more but you cant bring yourself to take it back because your lips are instantly met with Ellie's. Your stomach swoops, filling with butterflies as her slightly chapped lips stay pressed to your softer ones and your eyes slip shut.
Ellie is the first to pull away and you open your eyes to see she's still close, her own cheeks dusted pink. It wasn't anything but short and sweet, no longer than a peck but you couldn't help the happiness that bubbled up.
"C'mon," Ellie breaks the silence, "let's start the comic."
You glance down at your lap shyly, smile never leaving your face as you nod. "Yeah, okay."
And so you spend the rest of the night, shoulders pressed together as Ellie reads out the comic to you in silly voices, eventually falling into a comfortable slumber, head rested on Ellie's shoulder.
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