#farm ellie

[moonalumi]

getting fucked by ellie in every position all during one round <33

bc fucking ellie in only one position is not enough when she looks so hot n is so good, always

warnings- horndog ellie, strap on sex (r receiving), eating out ( r receiving), scissoring/ tribbing, dom!ellie, sub!reader, sub!ellie for like one sec, rough messy sex like rrly messy, manhandling, squirting, breeding kink, degrading names slut, bitch, ellie calls strap her dick like once

this is actually filthy so like read at your own risk

innocent couch cuddling sesh; that’s it right? no, never with ellie. not with her hands skimming up and down your body. well, it was lovingly at first but her fingertips getting more and more grabby the longer she caress your curves. turning your chin, she kisses you. kisses you reallllll good. lips sucking in your bottom lip, tongue asking for permission to be let in. saliva covering your mouths. that kind of kiss that ellie knows gets you right where she wants you. under her.

“gnna put it in babe okay?” ellie asks, her breath fanning your neck as her tip slips into you.

“shut up just hurry” you mumble as you take ahold of her strap and push it inside you. ellie smirks at your desperation and the little moans you let out as she pushes deeper and deeper until her tip hits your cervix.

sighing contently at the feeling of just being full of her. that’s until she pulls out and rubs at your clit with her thumb.

“ellieee go back in pleaseee puh lease, inside!” you whine, inching your hips closer to her.

“i know i know, just wanna make sure she’s ready” ellie then spreads your folds and before you know it, strings of her spit are running down, collecting at your hole.

a whine of her name and ohmygod… ellie thrusts back into you, roughly grabbing the back of your thighs and lifting them up to your chest. that whine of her name turns into a scream at the sudden intrusion. your body jerking up and up at each slam of her hips that’s digging her strap inside you.

“ugh uah mmm el- lie… tooo de-ep” you can barely form a sentence, she’s just going so fast all you can focus on is how she’s in and out in and out.

“you feel me in your tummy? ohmf fuckkk l-look babe”

ellie guides your chin down to look at the imprint of her strap bulging out from inside you. that sight alone causes your eyes to roll back, head hitting the seat of the couch as you lay back again and your back to arch.

the rougher ellie slams into you, the more you get pushed up the couch until your head hits the jagged wooden arm rests of it. head hitting it over and over again as she thrusts in.

“owww oof el…”

“yeah…y-yeah shut up take it take it” she mutters through her thrusts.

“ellie!” you have to sit up and yell to get her attention. confused eyes scanning your face until she sees you rubbing your head.

“oh shit m’sorry baby” a quick peck to your forehead and she’s now kneeling on the floor, flipping you over and bending you over the couch. your face all smushed in the pillows of it.

she’s quick to push back into you again and pound you as she pleases without your complaining; or so she thought because the endless muffled whines and begs asking her to slow down or that she’s too deep just causes her to grip your ass and force you to meet her thrusts.

“thought you wanted it now your complaining it’s too much? just take it, know you can.”

“oh goddd elll… mmhp ellie ellie ellie”

that’s all you can muster up. brain going blank and all you can say is her name. all you can feel is her filling you. the only sounds in the room being the constant smack smack smack of your skins hitting, the sound of your pussy squelching, and of course the sound of heavy breaths, moans, and ellie muttering filth in your ears as always.

“filling this pussy up, you feel that? gonna get you fucking pregnant….what a slut i betchu like that”

“say my name bitch, let everyone know who’s fucking you right now”

“taking care of her so well i can hear ‘er…godamn you’re so wet, just love getting fucked like this don’t you?”

tears threatening to spill down your eyes, choked moans at every particular harsh slam to your cervix.

ellie’s thrusts stutter and lose rhythm n she’s grabbing your hips and pulling you on top of her as she lays back on the floor. strong hands bouncing you up and down on that strap.

loud moans fall from your lips at the sudden change of positions again, you hold onto her skinny but muscular thighs for leverage. digging your nails into them.

“shit babe—ohh nnnghm fuck! you’re never this loud”

you can even put enough thoughts together in your brain to answer her. just mindlessly fucking yourself onto ellie. n she’s just as fucked out as you are. needy hands gripping and smacking your ass as it jiggles all in front of her eyes. those eyes that roll back as the base of the strap rubs against her throbbing clit.

“ride it baby just like that… mm fuck me” ellie’s voice turning whinier by the second. she notices your bouncing slowing down and she lifts you up n practically slams you back on the couch. she’s just manhandling and throwing you around wherever she wants at this point.

spreading your legs and putting them on her shoulders; shes back inside you. thrusting even more ferociously. those sloppy wet lips of hers kissing and licking up and down your neck, jaw, everywhere she can reach. her groans and breaths getting louder and louder. even letting out a little whimper here and there.

“i love you so much” you breathlessly whisper, shaky arms wrapping around her neck to pull her closer.

ellie’s lips find yours, capturing them in a tongue filled messy kiss. your moans seeping into the kiss as she trys to burry herself deeper; if that’s even possible, if she had balls she’s actually be balls deep.

but els always finds a way. she pulls away from the kiss and forcefully lifts your hips up and off the cushions.

“i love you more, mmpf shittt take this dick” holding you up, she fucks you like her life depended on it.

“ohmygod e-llieee” you moan and push on her lower stomach to get her to pull out some inches just a bit. that’s until she hits that spot and you’re so overwhelmed with pleasure every sense of yours just shuts down and all you can feel is those bolts of pleasure running down your body and hit your clit.

back arching into her, legs shaking on her shoulder n you’re gushing and covering her strap with your cum.

ellie’s own orgasm approaching but she just can’t get there. frustrated, she throws her strap off herself and fucks her clit against yours. all during your high so instead of creaming all over her dick you cover her pussy in your slick.

“baby baby mmm i’m gnna cum—” couple more circles around your clit and her hips are jerking, face scrunching up in that cute orgasm face she always puts on, n her pretty moans and whines are spilling from her agape jaw.

with your eyes fuzzy you watch as she coats your cunt with her babies. ellie falls ontop of you; your sweaty tired bodies resting for a moment til—

“hold’up m’not done—gotta clean you up” you don’t even process what she said or what’s she’s doing until you feel her tongue against your sensitive clit.

you gasp and squirm away, but she chases after you, following wherever you move like her mouth is actually attached to your cunt.

“no no els it’s too—mm!” you shriek at the feeling of her sucking your clit in n tongue moving in circles. it rrly is all too much you can feel every little movement and groove of her tongue. you attempt to push her head away but she latches her arms around your thighs and moves her head side to side. her eyes squeezing shut at the taste of you and her combined.

you squeeze around her head n lift up off the couch again, squirming every which way to escape that mouth of hers. even pulling her hair and roughly pushing her head away isn’t getting her off.

“m’not stopping til you cum again if you really want me to stop say the safeword” she mumbles all muffled into your pussy then continue her attacks.

“i cant cum ellie! it’s too muchhh” you whine but ohh her tongue pushing in you and her lil button nose rubbing your clit has got you over the edge again so quickly.

instead of pushing her away you push her face deeper into you. tugging on her hair as spurts of squirt dribble from your pussy all over her lips and chin.

ellie moaning into your folds and finally detaching herself and wiping her face clean with the back of her hand.

“m’sorry love i couldn’t help myself” ellie mutters as she lays and nuzzles her face in the crook of your neck. pulling a blanket over you two.

“it’s okay” you whisper while catching your breath, “it just hurts now, n it’s so wet i feel dirty”

“well take a bath together babe just- can we lay here for a bit..m’so tired” ellie’s voice trailing lower.

“that’s your fault you put me in like 7 different position all in ten minutes” you say giggling and kissing her forehead.

“mmph shut up” ellie whines and stuffs her face in your neck. she’s just so cute you can help but kiss her all over her face <33

[girlrotterr]

Trails of Sweetness.

farm!ellie x fem!reader Summary: ellie's a worker at your family's peach farm. a/n: another fic for you angels!! tysm for the support on my last fic!!

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You awoke at 8:00, stretching tiredly in bed before drawing back the curtains. The early morning sun filled your room with a warm glow, inviting the essence of summer. The peach trees stood tall and elegant, their leaves dancing in the summer breeze. Opening the window, the fresh air surrounded you, the sun illuminating the meadow. A view of vibrant oranges and reds painted the sky.

The field surrounding the farm with life—blooming flowers, buzzing bees, and the cheerful chirping of birds. The morning wind, so gentle on your skin. 

With a final glimpse out the window, you began your routine.

The sink's tap gushed water as you brushed your teeth, taking a moment to run a brush through your hair, gently working out the knots from last night's rest. Finally, completing your routine by making your bed, the soft cotton sheets and pillowcases soothed beneath your fingertips.

Now, in your usual peach-picking outfit—denim overalls paired with a delicate lace tank top, hair tied back with a red ribbon—you slipped into your rusty dark brown boots. 

Breakfast can wait; I need to head out there!

You headed downstairs with your basket in hand, swung open the front door, and…

There it was – the breathtaking meadow. The view never failed to amaze you. With a skip in your step, you headed towards the peach trees, eager to begin the day's harvest.

You began approaching the first tree heavy with peaches, the rosy, plump fruits dangling like ornaments, ready to be picked.

“Hello sweeties!" you exclaimed excitedly, reaching to pick them.

Snatch!

Suddenly, the peach was ripped off by an arm behind you.

"What—" You quickly turned around, wanting to know who had robbed your peach.

andd..of fucking course.

"It's ripe," Ellie said, bouncing the peach in her hand.

"No, really?" you said sarcastically, looking at her with pure annoyance.

Ellie smirked at you before taking a bite out of the peach. Her teeth sank into the juicy fruit, a burst of sweetness exploding in her mouth. Peach juices squelched and dribbled down her chin, glistening in the sunlight like liquid gold. A run of juice trailed down her fingers, leaving a sticky residue. The pure sweetness coated her lips.

"Yeah, definitely ripe," she said, wiping her mouth while looking at you. 

You rolled your eyes, not wanting to feed into Ellie's remarks. "What are you even doing out here?"

"I figured you needed a taste tester," Ellie said while smiling cheekily, the peach in her hand glistening.

Ellie had become part of the farm last summer, when your family needed extra hands. She effortlessly adapted, and it irked you how perfect she was. Harvesting a week's worth of peaches in just three days.

Since she joined, you found yourself distracted. The fields and peach trees, once the entire focus of your attention, now had competition with the disruption that was Ellie.

Her demeanor and mischievous smiles...

god..you couldn’t resist it. 

A part of you craved that distraction.

"I can decide that on my own," you said, taking the peach from Ellie's hand.

Squelch!

The sound of teeth sinking into a ripe peach.

Biting into the area she had bitten, the sweet juices burst into your mouth, flowing down your chin and onto your collarbones. The warmth of the sun beamed down onto you, the sticky sweetness running down onto your chest, almost staining your tank top.

"Fuck… you're messier than me," Ellie said, her eyes fixed on the trails of juices along your skin. They slid down perfectly.

Ellie reached her hand out, gathering the sticky sweetness alongside her fingertips. She slid her fingers along your skin, tracing your chin and collarbones. The warmth of her touch left a new trail, a trail of heat. Slowly she brought her fingers to her lips, a mischievous look in her eyes. 

Her tongue darted out, delicately licking the peach juices off her fingers. She was doing this on purpose, she wanted to tease you.

"Mmm..." A smirk played on Ellie's lips as she licked her fingers clean.

You looked at Ellie in embarrassment, completely flushed.

"You're a real sicko," you said, grabbing Ellie's hand and placing the bitten peach into her hands once again.

Ellie smirked. "aw, don't be mean." She looked at you, a stare so irresistible. “I helped you clean up.”

“hm…you missed a spot,” you said, gathering the trail of peach juices along your chest. Bringing your finger to Ellie's lip, rubbing the peach juices along them. Her lips were now covered in a glossy sweetness

Ellie's eyes widened, your sudden touch sending shivers down her spine. Your fingers moved achingly slow as they traced her soft pink lips, the warmth of your touch leaving her entranced. Fuck, she thought to herself, her gaze fixed on you. A part of her had imagined this scenario before, but instead of peach juices, it was your own juices spread across her lips.

“You're terrible at helping,” you said cheekily, turning your back away from her. Beginning to pick peaches, your original focus. 

Your sudden remark made Ellie snap out of her trance. She bit her lip, fucking needing you; craving to have you bury your cunt against her face, squeezing your thighs against her head, suffocating her in ecstasy. Ellie gave you a soft chuckle, “I’ll leave you to it then.”

She turned around, walking away, feeling the peach in her hand—the softness of it and the sweetness running down her wrists. The texture of the peach was warm against her skin, the sticky juices tracing down her fingers.

She began walking a little quicker now, her steps becoming heavier, her grip tightening on the peach. The fruit was wet and warm against her palm. The juices, still fresh and sweet.

Fuck, fuck, fuck... Ellie's mind raced as she practically sprinted towards the tool shed—urgency in her steps. With a swift motion, she banged the door open, slamming it closed behind her, leaning against the wooden wall. In desperation, she unbuckled her belt, swiftly loosening it. Shoving her hand down her boxers, feeling her wet cunt along her warm fingertips.

“Fuckk.., you made me soo fucking wet…” she mumbled to herself, slowly gliding her fingers against her slit. Her wetness coated her fingers while gripping the peach firmly, it squelching in her hands.

She brought the peach up to her mouth, sticking her tongue out to lick the area where you had bitten. Circling her puffy clit, huffs escaped her lips, moaning heavily against it. The sweetness of the peach's juices coated her tongue as she ran it up and down the fruit, pretending it was your sweet cunt.

“Nghhh..wanna eat..it..soo bad..” Her hips began bucking against her fingers, her pace quickening. She threw her head back, hitting the shed’s wooden wall with a harsh thud. “Mmm! Fuckkk!…” 

Ellie's fingers pressed into the peach’s soft flesh, the once smooth surface becoming tainted with bruises and tears. With each squeeze, the peach's delicate skin burst, releasing sticky juices that dripped down Ellie's hand and onto the shed floor. The peach, once a symbol of sweetness, now lay in Ellie's hand as something grotesque. 

“You’re- ngh.. a fucking tease..” Ellie shut her eyes closed, simply picturing your pretty pussy against her mouth. “t-touching my fucking..lips–”

Click!

A rush of panic ran through Ellie as she heard the doorknob turn. "Shit." Her heart pounded in her chest, and with a sudden urgency, she tried to fix her clothes. But the door was already halfway open by the time she reached for her belt.

You walked into the shed, focused on finding a stool for reaching higher peaches. However, your attention completely shifted as you laid eyes on Ellie. She stood before you, her auburn hair disheveled and clinging to her flushed face. Her right arm and mouth glistened with peach juices. Her belt hung loosened, revealing her boxers. Both your widened eyes met. 

Ellie's mouth opened to speak, but no words came out. She was fucking caught.

The tension in the air was thick, silence filled the shed, the only sound being Ellie's shaky breathing.

You slowly closed the shed door, leaning against the shed door, a playful grin forming on your lips. “holy..shit.” 

Ellie stood frozen, her wide eyes remained fixed on you, not a muscle in her body moving.

“Ellie, what-” 

"I was just— I was looking for—...fuck." Ellie muttered, frustration in her voice. She threw her head back against the wooden wall, closing her eyes and scrunching her nose in defeat. She couldn’t get out of this.

You stepped closer to Ellie, taking in the view. Her veiny hand tightly gripping the disfigured peach, her happy trail completely exposed, her freckled face completely flushed. She’s a complete mess.  

"You really are a fucking sicko," you said with a teasing grin. 

Ellie shook her head, still avoiding eye contact. "If you hadn't walked in—"

You interrupted her, grabbing her wrist and pushing the peach close to her face. "You would've fucked this."

Ellie scoffed, a smirk playing on her lips. "I'm not that fucking gross."

With a grin, you pushed the peach even closer to her mouth, the juices now trailing down your hand. "You're gross enough to cum to it,” you teased.

Annoyance grew in Ellie's eyes as she finally looked at you. A mixture of irritation and frustration in her expression. Irritated that you had walked in, annoyed that you now held this over her. Frustrated that you had witnessed her this deranged.

You let go of her wrist, wiping your wet hand along her white tank top, slightly dampening it. Your palm slowly brushing against her nipples, causing Ellie to flinch slightly. Looking down at Ellie's other hand, you notice her slightly pruned index finger. You bite your bottom lip, trying not to laugh at her eagerness.

“I’ll let you get back to it.” You say tauntingly, giving Ellie a smirk before turning away to open the shed door. Suddenly, feeling a tight grip on your hip, the force swaying you to turn around. 

Ellie's hand tightened its grip on your hip bone, pulling you intensely close to her body. Her loosened belt now grazed your lower stomach, the coolness of it sent shivers down your spine.

"Don't fucking say anything to anyone," she threatened, her husky voice against your lips. Your eyes met Ellie's, her gaze piercing through you. 

fuckk..

Her gaze only fueled you to taunt her further. The way her stare pierced into yours with intensity sent a thrill down your body, knowing that your actions were affecting her in ways she couldn't hide.

"Scared that people will know how pathetic you are?" you teased, earning a forceful pull from Ellie, your body bumping against hers. Now, your lips were mere centimeters away, her intense stare locking onto yours.

"I'm serious...please," she pleaded, her grip loosening as desperation filled her eyes. She was completely vulnerable, her dominance crumbling before your eyes.

“hm...” your voice was low as you slid your hands along Ellie's body. Tracing the curve of her abdomen up to her neck, Her skin felt incredibly hot under your touch. 

"I could always tell a different story…” you suggested, looking up at Ellie. Bringing your lips closer to Ellie's ear, you lightly brushed against her skin. The intense heat between your bodies filled the shed, leaving no room for anything else. 

“If we make one.” 

[elliespuns]

So this is the raging lesbian everyone's been talking about

[caprinyres]

the beautiful wife her hot husband

[r-0-semary]

Milf Ellie 👅

[thelosstvalkyrie]

farm ellie please blow my back out!! 👏😩

(my pics)

[switchbladekillerqueen]

Can you imagine her looking at you like that when you’re on your knees about to suck her strap and she holds her hand on the back of you head I’m melting I’m exploding I’m not sane

[jeffbuckleysbff]

need her biblically

[toasty-melons]

hyperventilating rn i need mouth to mouth.. 😏

farm ellie >> 😵‍💫 she’s so wifey

[lynnielovestlou]

father figure! ellie headcannons

꩜ CW: father figure! ellie content , fem! reader

꩜ synopsis: just cute lil headcannons if you and ellie had a kid together

sfw!!

masterlist

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• father figure! ellie who keeps a bottle of baby lotion in every room of the house just in case the kid gets cranky and needs a little baby massage

• father figure! ellie who is the one that gets up in the middle of the night to take care of the crying baby so you can sleep in

• father figure! ellie who loves being the one to bathe the baby because she thinks it's the cutest thing in the world when he/she laughs from the bubbles

• father figure! ellie who gets embarrassed when you catch her using her baby voice and she'll try to deny it by deepening her voice on purpose

• father figure! ellie who always hums lullaby's and plays the guitar for the kid, and then coos them to sleep

• father figure! ellie who loves to watch you breastfeed yalls kid (if you have it yourself), because she literally thinks it's the most beautiful thing in the world. she will just be watching you in awe with her mouth agape and everything and she'll call you beautiful even if your hair is messy.

• father figure! ellie who will spoil that child like crazy. if amazon existed in the apocalypse, there would be a package on your front doorstep every single day and she LOVES it.

• ellie is full heartedly the one to teach the kid how to curse and will legitimately encourage it to happen. you'll be sitting there and you'll hear the baby babble a curse word, and you automatically know where he/she learned it from.

• will absolutely put the kid in obscure places, take a picture, and then send it to you if you weren't home. she'd put him/her in the drivers seat of her truck, in the kitchen sink, at the kitchen table without a booster seat, and basically anywhere she can just to get a chuckle out of it.

• as much as she loves watching the baby sleep, she loves playing with them even more, so when the baby gets drowsy she'll get all disappointed and butt hurt, but she'll let them sleep anyways because she's such a good dad :')

[moonalumi]

ellie working shirtless in the farm which leads to more…

i was eating popcorn and giggling while writing this LMAO

warnings- nudity, fingering (e receiving), shower sex

you watch her tattooed arm flexs. sweat dripping down her as she works and works. shaking your head you try focusing on the dishes.

ellie wipes the sweat on her forehead with her forearm and glances up at the window for a second and smirks to herself after seeing you admiring her; so of course she decides to put on a show for you.

she grabs the end of her shirt and lifts it up over her head leaving her completely topless and all on display for you and you only.

you look up to sneak another glance at her and practically start drooling at the sight in front of you. clenching your thighs together, you can’t help but just admire your love. ellie smiles to herself, enjoying the feeling of your eyes all over her acting as if she doesn’t care.

eventually she come into the kitchen all innocently, wrapping her arms around you to which you squirm around in her hold.

“ugh ellie your so sweatyyy”

she chuckles into your neck, leaving kisses all over it.

“don’t pretend you don’t like it, i saw you eye fucking me the whole time i was working.” ellie whispers in your ear, moving her needy hands up to cup your tits.

you sigh, relaxing into her embrace before you hesitantly ask, “do you wanna shower together?”

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in seconds your messily stumbling to the bathroom. ellie’s lips and hands all over you. both of you tripping over something on the floor then laughing together.

impatiently fumbling around with the buttons of ellie’s jeans; desperately trying to take them off her.

“ugh- uh ellie they won’t come off!” you complain, unsuccessfully tugging her jeans down.

you and ellie giggle and laugh together as she helps you unbutton and take them off, but the adrenaline dies down and ellie slowly turns you around to help you undress.

you reach for ellie’s hand while stepping into the shower with her. kissing her cheek loving as you start washing your hair for her.

a ‘thank you’ ellie rasps as she pulls you in for a hug and you nuzzle your face into the crook of her neck. you stay there a while just feeling each others warmth. skin to skin. until you slide your hand down ellie’s body until you fingers hover over her clit.

“can i help you relax? you’ve been working so hard els” you whisper and kiss her jawline.

ellie smiles, nodding her head and kisses you on the lips. you trail your fingers up and down through her folds causing her to groan into the kiss.

“that feel good baby?” you ask as you start rubbing her clit in slow circles and kissing her neck.

“y-yes fuck stop teasing” ellie whines and holds onto your wrist. you just giggle and rub her faster with your thumb as you fingers press against her throbbing entrance. you chuckle when you feel ellie clam you in,

“you need me that bad?” you ask as you scissor your fingers into her.

ellie’s jaw falls agape and she throws her head back, hitting the shower wall.

“faster fuck! i wanna cum” ellie whines breathlessly. her hips jerking up to feel you deeper.

“mm what if i don’t let you? you were outside teasing me all day”

ellie squeezes her eyes shut and shakes her head, “no no please i’ll eat you out i’ll do anything baby please, it feel so good”

you smile and kiss her so sweetly as you fuck your fingers into her faster. curling your fingers to hit that one spot you know makes ellie so needy and whiny.

“nghm ffuck fuck fuck”

“cum all over my fingers baby please i wanna taste you” you beg, kissing and sucking marks all over her neck.

you moan at the feeling of ellie’s walls squeezing your fingers in ever so tightly. her pretty face scrunching up and her pelvis jerking up again as she cums.

“god ellie you always look so pretty when your all fucked out” you whisper in her ear as you pull yours fingers out. both of you ogling at the stringy whiteness that surrounds them before you suck them into your mouth. moaning slightly at ellie’s taste, then kissing her.

once you pull away ellie looks up at you with tired eyes but smiles at you, “i’m getting you back, it’s so embarrassing when you make me beg and get all needy like that.”

you chuckle, “i love getting you like that it’s so cute!” you tease as you turn ellie around and start washing her back.

confused, ellie turns around, “i forgot we were in here to shower i thought it was just to fuck”

your playfully slap her arm, “ew ellie, you think i forgot about how sweaty you were?”

“mmm well you did cause we still fucked” ellie says while smirking, to which you groan and push her away from you.

[girlrotterr]

Ultraviolence pt.2

*⁀➷ read part one! read part three!

farm!ellie x fem!reader TW!: references to alcohol and substance abuse, along with instances of emotional and verbal abuse. as well as mentions of miscarriage. a/n: pt 2 for you angels!! lmk what you angels think & if you'd like a pt 3!!

As the moon began to set, making way for the rising sun, the room was bathed in morning sunlight. While you still slept, the sun cast its gentle glow upon you, illuminating you among the blossoming morning.

The sunlight kissed your skin and hair, as if your very being radiated the warmth of the sun itself. The soft morning light painted the room with a sense of home. 

Your child stirred in his sleep, wrapped in his blanket with his teddy bear in hand. The sunlight caressed his face as he shifted, illuminating him.

The entire room had a calming and comforting feeling, it was the most peaceful it had ever been.

It was a picture-perfect morning. 

Ellie's breath tickled your neck, a subtle reminder that she was still there, lying behind you.

Your eyes widened in disbelief.

No…fucking…way.

Your body stiffened as a rush of disbelief washed over you. Ellie, sleeping right behind you—it felt surreal, impossible!  Your mind raced with countless thoughts, your heart pounding in your chest. There was no comfort in this moment, only pure confusion.

How could this be happening?! How could she be lying in bed alongside you, after so long? It didn't make sense, it couldn't be real. Your mind refused to accept it, unable to comprehend the sudden shift in her behavior.

As your heart threatened to burst from your chest, your vision blurred and your hands trembled uncontrollably. You needed to escape. 

You slowly shifted, your arms trembling as you pushed yourself up, careful not to disturb your sleeping child or Ellie. He remained peacefully asleep, his blanket shifting gently with his movements. Despite your efforts, dizziness crept in, making you feel unsteady.

Struggling to maintain your balance, you reached the edge of the bed, managing to rise and quickly make your way towards the bathroom, the soft pitter-patter of your feet echoing behind you. 

Your legs weakened, trembling violently as you sank to your knees. Resting your head against the cool surface of the white bathroom door, you clenched your stomach, gripping onto your sides. Rocking back and forth, you struggled to calm the nauseating sensation overwhelming you.

"please...please...please.." you whispered to yourself, desperately praying for the nauseous feeling to leave.

The room felt immensely hot, the walls closing in as you struggled with the overwhelming sensation. Your eyes frantically scanned the bathroom, seeking something to keep your focus on.

Nausea gripped you, forcing you to rush towards the toilet. The memory of Ellie's body pressed against yours flooded your thoughts—the warmth, the softness of her skin against yours, a sensation you had longed for. Your lips quivered, your hand instinctively reaching for your forehead as the nausea intensified.

"no, no, no!...please," you pleaded, hovering over the toilet, ready to give in to the impending urge to gag.

She was in bed with you and your son—an elusive fantasy you had desperately wished for, now turned into a disorienting reality.

Tears began to fall, falling down your cheeks like flowing streams. You bit your lip, attempting to stifle the cries and hiccups. Your body trembled against the cool bathroom floor, your nose running uncontrollably.

Then, without warning, the nausea overcame you entirely.

Blegh! 

You leaned over the toilet, retching as the sounds reverberated throughout the bathroom. Each gag felt like a release. The bitter taste filled your mouth, a reminder of the chaos siring in your gut.

Her presence, once a distant dream, was now a reality pressed against yours, and yet...

You couldn't help but feel revolted.

With shaky hands, you stopped throwing up and rose from the toilet, the echoes of your whimpers and cries still ringing in the air. Tears streamed down your face, each droplet releasing the emotions raging inside you.

Your steps stumbling as you made your way to the sink, the sound of rushing water filling the bathroom. With trembling fingers, you turned on the faucet, allowing the water to flow freely. Cupping your hands, you gathered it and splashed it onto your tear-streaked face, desperate to cleanse away the discomfort and disgust.

───

After cleaning yourself up, you walked downstairs, taking deep breaths between every step to soothe yourself. The chaos of feelings stirred within you, but you refused to let them control the entire day.

Now in the kitchen, you headed straight to the stove, turning it on. Concentration fueled your movements as you prepared breakfast, the rhythmic sounds of sizzling pancakes and bacon filling the air. Your hands moved with practiced ease, flipping pancakes and stirring ingredients. 

As you cooked, the pancakes took shape—round, fluffy, just the way your kid loved them.

The sun cast warm rays, creating a gentle glow in the kitchen as the aroma of breakfast filled the entire house. It felt like you had fallen back into a fantasy, a moment of normalcy.

You walked over to open the window, craving to feel the outside breeze along your skin.  The morning wind was gentle, it made you feel alive and warm, as if it was your first breath this morning. Your eyes lit up and your soul felt at peace. 

───

Your kid's eyes squinted at the gentle sunlight, the warmth of his blanket clinging to his body. As he stirred and yawned, his eyes opened, and he smiled, stretching before turning his attention to you.

"Mama?.." he asked in a soft voice.

Realizing you weren't in bed beside him, his gaze shifted to find Ellie in your place.

Her chest rose and fell gently, her soft skin glowing in the sunlight. The sight of her was beautiful, this was the most peaceful he had seen her in forever.

His cheeks flushed with the sheer thrill of the moment. Grinning, he covered his mouth with his tiny hands, attempting to contain his excitement. Grabbing his blanket and teddy bear, he carefully slid off the bed, his hair messy from his sleep. 

As he descended, he couldn't resist stealing glances back at Ellie, peacefully asleep on the edge of the bed, hands still cupped under her chin. His smile grew, an expression of pure happiness. 

Thump.

The soft pitter-patter of his tiny feet reached the floor as he approached Ellie. Delicately, he extended his little hands, fingers entwined with strands of her auburn hair. Gently, he brushed the hair behind her ear, a gesture of tenderness he had never done before, a moment of connection with his mommy.

“There ya go mommy..” he whispered softly, careful not to disturb ellies sleep. 

He wished for time to stand still. He wanted her to welcome his presence, his heart filled with a need for connection. 

He pressed a gentle kiss on the back of her head. 

Hurriedly walking away, the little pitter-patter of his feet trailing behind him, he left the room excitedly, a big smile plastered over his face. Quickly making his way downstairs, running to find you.

You already heard the loud thumping of his feet running across the house, a soft smile creeping onto your face. You knew he was happy, thrilled to have found Ellie in their bed. But as you listened to his joyful steps, a heavy weight settled in your chest, a sinking feeling that refused to lift. God...why couldn’t you feel it too..?

“Good morning, honey!” you greeted as he dashed towards you.

“Mama! Mama!” he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around your legs and looking up at you. “Mommy’s in bed!”

You smiled warmly, “Yes, she is,” lifting him into your arms. Your child yawned and giggled, nestling comfortably in your embrace as you carried him to his chair. Feeling the warmth of his body against yours. His soft, warm presence was love itself.

Your kid sat there, staring at the pancakes. Still sleepy and drowsy, he resembled a small ball of happiness. Reaching to grab the pancake, he took a small bite, making the sweetest face as he chewed. 

“Yummy!” he exclaimed, giving you a syrupy smile.

You took the seat next to him, admiring him with a heart full of love. His eyes sparkled with softness—something you hoped he would always keep. Simply being in his presence filled you with a love so irreplaceable that you would rather die than never feel it again.

───

Ellie began waking up, groaning and stretching, irritated by her hangover. A slight headache throbbed, frustration in her movements.

This wasn't a typical situation for her; hangovers had become rare. However, last night had been an exception. Frustration with….well, everything had driven her to consume more alcohol than usual. Now she was dealing with the consequences. Her head pounded as she struggled to open her eyes properly. 

"Jesus..” she muttered, rubbing her eyes and wincing at the bright sunlight streaming into the bedroom. With unsteady steps, Ellie stumbled across the room, her eyes squinting against the light as she made her way to the bathroom. 

Turning on the cold water, she stepped into the shower, the chill helping to clear her mind. The cold droplets over her body, easing the throbbing in her head. After a quick shower, she dried herself off and brushed her teeth, hoping to get rid of the lingering taste of alcohol.

Feeling slightly refreshed, Ellie made her way downstairs, where the aroma of breakfast tugged at her stomach. She was hungry. 

Her eyes widened as she approached the kitchen.

The sight of you and your kid. A warm feeling bloomed in her chest. There was something heartwarming about seeing him eat breakfast like any other day, You looked beautiful sitting beside him, bathed in the soft morning light.

For a moment, Ellie felt a surge of warmth in her heart as she watched. There was a sense of beauty in your presence that she couldn't deny.

But that atmosphere quickly faded as Ellie's hangover intensified, a sharp migraine creeping.  She quickly turned to the window and shut it, blocking out the morning light and the fresh breeze. 

"Hey!" you exclaimed, upset that she had closed the window.

"What?" She snapped, now in a bad mood and seemingly aggravated. 

"I don't want the window closed."

"Well, I do." Her tone indicated she wouldn’t compromise.

You stared at her, walking over to the window and opening it again.

Her expression immediately returned to annoyance. The bright morning light shined on her face, her eyes now squinting.

"Close the damn window."

"No, it's beautiful out, I want to enjoy it."

"Well, I can’t fucking stand it."

"Then maybe you shouldn't drink yourself out…”

Ellie's face tightened at the mention of her hangover.

"I drink because of you. You make me so fucking mad that I need to numb myself somehow."

Your gaze shifts towards ellie, your eyes locking. 

"What? You think I enjoy drinking?!”  She snapped, her tone loud and harsh. “I hate the feeling, but I hate the reality I live in with you even more. You make me miserable."

Your eyes turned to the floor, a sudden shudder of ache filling you entirely.

There it was.

Ellie saw the emptiness in your eyes, feeling a pit in her stomach. Guilt washed over her, a familiar sensation that she couldn’t shake off. She wanted to make things right, to mend the scars in your relationship. No matter how hard she tried, she always met your efforts with resistance. She didn’t know how to break the pattern, how to control the constant tug-of-war between you two. She was the constant push to your pull, and it left her feeling lost. 

"I'm just…being honest, that's all..." Ellie's voice dripped with frustration, her eyes narrowed. 

You walked over to your kid, wiping his sticky hands from the syrup, Ellie's gaze followed you. She could sense the weight of her words hanging heavy in the air, knowing she had hurt you once again. The guilt gnawed at her insides, but she struggled to find the right words to express her remorse. She wished she could take back her harshness, to erase the pain she had caused, but the damage was done, and she couldn't undo it.

. Ellie couldn't bear to watch the sight of you being so caring and playful with him. You seemed to effortlessly radiate warmth and love, while she struggled to even crack a smile. Your affectionate gestures towards him, it was pure love, a love she wished she could reciprocate with the same easyness. 

"you're a little messy eater huh?" You teased at him, wiping his mouth clean. 

Your kid's innocent joy and laughter filled the room, creating a small bubble of happiness. Completely unaware of the tension between you and Ellie, he simply found joy in his pancakes.

You pressed a gentle kiss on his head and collected his messy plate. Making your way to the sink, you diligently scrubbed away the remnants of breakfast. Your kid glanced toward Ellie, a curious expression on his face. "Mommy, you don't want pancakes?"

"I don't want pancakes," she said with a firmness that cut through the air. Her tone was sharp, making it clear that she had no intention of changing her mind. Without glancing at him, she maintained a stare, her expression blank and unreadable.

"But Mama made them," he insisted, pointing towards you, hoping Ellie would try the pancakes made with love, thinking it might make her happy. Ellie rolled her eyes in response, dismissing the idea that she might enjoy the pancakes. Her eyes drifted towards the stack. The pancakes, made with care, looked so delicious. Although her mouth started to water, she hesitated to admit how much she wanted them.

"I'm not hungry." She snapped back, her tone clearly not open to changing her answer.

She looked away immediately after her response.

Clank!

You dropped a plate in the sink, the loud clatter echoing through the kitchen. It was a purposeful move, a warning to Ellie to watch her tone and treatment of your child. While you could handle her sharp comments, you drew the line when it came to your kid.

Ellie's eyes widened at the noise, a flash of irritation as she glared in your direction.

The tension between you both hung in the air for a moment before you resumed cleaning the dishes. 

Ellie stayed motionless, her gaze fixed on nothing. She was deep in thought. You couldn’t tell what she was thinking. After a prolonged silence, she finally spoke.

"I don't... want pancakes," she repeated, her tone softer.

"Okay then, you don't have to eat." you responded coldly, finishing the dishes and drying your hands.

Her gaze met yours without showing any emotion. Guilt lingered inside her. 

You picked up your son, his playful and happy demeanor in your arms. You carried him, showering him with kisses and affectionate hugs. His carefree and innocence tugged at her, causing a sharp ache.

Seeing you both so happy triggered a wave of jealousy within her. The sight of your joy made her feel pathetic.

"You're spoiling him.” she snapped, her tone with a hint of defensiveness.

She felt threatened, questioning her role as a parent. She continued to watch, all she wanted was to be part of that warmth and happiness.

"I'm just spending time with him," you snapped back, shooting her a glare.

"You're just babying him. He's going to think he can do anything without any consequences. You're raising him to be a spoiled brat..."

"At least I’m raising him..." The room filled with silence and unspoken resentment.

Ellie had no response to that; you hit a sore spot. The tension was heavy in the room, and your kid noticed it immediately. 

"m’gonna to go play, mama," he said eagerly.

You nodded and caressed his face, setting him down on the floor. "Okay, my love..."

Ellie glanced over, you looked so loving and caring when you did those small things for your kid. She sighed and turned away, her anger affecting her ability to interact with either of you.

"What’s your problem?" you asked, glaring at her.

Your question caught her off guard; you weren't letting her get away with treating your kid so harshly.

"I just want him to understand what life is really like, not this perfect little bubble you’re building around him. Kids get hurt, and you're not letting him be prepared for a ruthless world."

"He’s already experiencing that with your words..."

She remained silent for a moment. You were right; he had already experienced negativity and hurt just from her words. "He should get used to it; the world isn’t going to be nice to him. At least not when he grows up."

She was clearly still stuck in a bad mood, getting back into her defensive mindset. "Life is a harsh reality; I don't want our son to have unrealistic expectations. He should know what the world is really like."

“He’s a kid,” you said firmly. “He isn’t going to turn out a fuck up.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

“You know exactly what it means.”

Ellie scoffed, her footsteps heavy as she made her way to the kitchen table. She settled into the chair with a frustrated sigh, retrieving a cigarette from her pocket. Lighting it, she took a long drag, the smoke curling upwards in lazy spirals. Her leg bounced anxiously as she sat in tense silence, lost in her own thoughts.

“You slept in bed with us..” you said, your gaze fixed on her.

Ellie twitched at the sudden mention of last night. She didn't reply immediately, just taking more drags from her cigarette. She seemed conflicted between being silent or talking about it.

After a few moments of silence, she finally spoke. “Yeah…”

“You hadn’t done that since…” you started.

"I don’t wanna talk about it," she muttered, cutting you off abruptly. The topic was a sore spot, one that shouldn't be poked.

"It was… just one night," she continued, her tone distant.

You fiddled with your fingers, debating whether to continue. It hadn’t been something that had been discussed in years.

“El’s..” you started, moving closer to her, “I need you to know that I forgiv-”

“Stop.” she interrupted, shutting her eyes as if she already knew what you were going to say.

You stood in front of her, determined to make her face the conversation. “No, Ellie, we need to talk about this-”

“I don’t wanna fucking talk about it.” she quickly interrupted once again, her tone growing louder, her leg bouncing faster as she took another long drag of her cigarette. She truly didn’t want to discuss it, it was something she hoped to bury deep within her mind.

Your frustration and agitation grew as she continued to shut you down. It had become too much for you; you had reached a point where you couldn't continue any longer.

“I don’t give a fuck!” You yelled, causing Ellie to suddenly jolt, almost dropping her cigarette. “Things can not continue like this anymore! I’m tired, Ellie! Fucking tired! I have completely lost myself in continuing to have hope, having faith that things will change, that things will get better…”

“And it’s all because of you.” Your eyes began to swell, tears itching to fall. “I’ve moved on, El’s. I’ve grieved, I’ve mended, I’ve healed! You’re the one who has been stuck in the same place, in the same continuous cycle!  Not willing to fucking move!” 

You slammed your hand on the table, vibrating the entire surface, making Ellie flinch once again. “Ever since he’s entered our lives, you’ve become unrecognizable! You’re somebody I can’t love anymore!” 

Your cheeks were stained with streams of tears, each drop tracing a path down your trembling face. The silent sobs shook your body, leaving you gasping for breath between hiccups.

Ellie's gaze fixated on you, her eyes widening in shock as her lips trembled. “why can’t you fucking see..” she began getting up, now towering over you. “that’s the exact reason i’m this way! I’m the reason for everything!”

Ellie's hands began trembling, her eyes pleading as they started to well up with tears. Her breath hitched, caught in the overwhelming emotions she had kept bottled up for so long. “For fucks sake, I’m the reason you lost our baby!”

Your eyes widened.

"I was the reason we were in Seattle! I chose to seek revenge and took us out there to achieve it!” 

"It wasn’t your fault! It was nobody’s fault!" you exclaimed, looking up at her with tear-filled eyes.

Ellie scoffed, avoiding your gaze, a tear escaping down her cheek. "How can you tell me that? I knew you were pregnant and yet still took you! I was supposed to protect you. I was supposed to get the job done! And i-instead…instead..”

Her trembling hands covered her face. The weight of the past was suffocating. Ellie crumbled into the kitchen chair, her sobs echoing throughout the kitchen.

“I let…y-you get,” she choked out, her voice breaking. “f..fucking…s-stabbed...”

[elliespuns]

Ellie Williams, The Last of Us; all stages

[abbysthighs]

Licking the ***** juice off her face afterwards.

[lookforthelightsposts]

alright i’ve been thinkin.. what if i make like multiple parts abt abby(or)ellie and their basically joe (goldberg)? would that be interesting or nah..? (reader would be like love probably)

[elliespaceoddity]

farm ellie

why she lookin at me like that🤣😭

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