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Frozen Pain - Jackson Avery

Word count: 1600

Summary: Love that's real, doesn't know a distance, does it?

You're holding a cup of coffee, comfortable in the luxurious beige couch in your penthouse apartment in New York. You held a letter in your hand, visibly upset.

Hey y/n

I hope this letter finds you very fast. It has been quite some time since we last saw each other at the hospital, or even had a good talk.

And I wanted to let you know that everyone misses you so bad. The hospital just isn't the same without you, or our after-shift drinks at Joe's.

There have been changes since you left. So stay calm when reading this. But Jackson and Maggie are dating now. It came as a surprise to all of us, and it may seem evil but I miss seeing you happy with him.

 I thought you should know since you were...you know what I mean.

I know it's been a while since we last spoke, but I hope you'll find the time to write back when you receive this letter.

Take care, I hope to hear from you soon.

Amelia

"I can't believe this... Jackson and Maggie?" You muttered to yourself placing your cup of coffee on the table and folding the letter closed. 

Images of you and Jackson together, happy and in love, flash across the screen. The memories of your past relationship flood your mind.

You take a deep breath, trying to compose yourself. You pick up your phone and dial Amelia's number. After a few rings, she answers.

"You have no idea how much I waited to hear you." Amelia sounded emotional about the fact she noticed you calling for the first time after you had left. "Y/n?"

"Amelia, why didn't you tell me about them when I was still there?" Your voice trembled even if you didn't want it to. "I should've known, you know I should've."

" I didn't know how to break it to you. I thought it would be better if you heard it from me." Amelia spoke, sounding apologetic.

"Well, thanks for that. I can't believe he moved on so quickly." You sighed, leaning back into the couch, staring out of your window. "Maybe I left at the right time."

"I know it hurts, but y/n, you decided to leave Seattle. You had to follow your dreams, remember?" Amelia reminded you.

You sighed deeply, nodding your head even if she couldn't see. " I know, but it doesn't make it any easier. I thought what we had was special."

"It was special, and it still is. But sometimes life takes unexpected turns. You deserve happiness too, you know that." She answered on the other side.

" I just wish I didn't have to find out this way." You muttered, wiping away the tears that fell from your teary eyes.

"I understand. But remember, I'm here for you, no matter what." The Shepherd sister spoke. "Just remember, you're strong and capable of creating your happiness."

 "I will try to remember that." You hang up the phone and take a moment to collect yourself. Despite the pain, you know deep down that you made the right decision by pursuing your career in New York. 

You open your laptop that's on the coffee table and check your emails. You notice a mail from Jo with the subject 'Don't hate me'. You click on the email and start reading.

From: Jo Wilson 

Subject: Don't hate me

Hey y/n,

I hope you're all settled and doing great. I wanted to let you know something that happened yesterday. 

I bumped into Jackson and Maggie in the parking lot, and it seemed like they were arguing, or breaking up, or anything else that wasn't any good. And yes, sometimes I'm too nosy.

 I know your history with Jackson, so I thought I should let you know.

But here's the thing... I accidentally I repeat, accidentally, let it slip that you live in New York.

 I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to reveal any of it! Not without your permission. I just wanted to give you a heads-up that there's a big chance he's on his way to you. 

You quickly close the laptop, unsure of what to do next.

You grab your cup of coffee and walk over to the sink. You place the cup in the sink and turn on the faucet, letting the warm water flow.

"Might as well do something productive to distract me." You whispered to yourself, looking at the dishes. 

You proceed to wash the glasses, rinsing off any soap residue before placing them on a drying rack. 

Suddenly you hear a knock on the door. You cautiously make your way to the door and open it, revealing the last person you'd expect standing on the other side.

Not thinking for another second you tried to shut the door.

"Even three seconds is enough...I just need to know that you're okay." He said, placing a hand on the door, making sure you didn't close it. "Wilson told me you took the offer in New York. I just- I had to see it for myself."

"Well, as you can see. I'm in New York not in Seattle." You shrugged at the man you once fell for or still had, but you couldn't show. "Maggie knows you're here?"

"Who told you that..." He furrowed his eyebrows, taking his hand off the door. 

"Amelia wrote me, Jackson. I know you've moved on, so I think it's best if you do as well." You gave him a small smile, trying to close the door once again. 

 "You've been avoiding my calls and messages. Can we at least talk?" Jackson asked, his eyes staring back at yours. 

" I guess we can talk, but I'm not sure what there is left to say." You sighed, opening the door wider for him to walk inside. "What do you want to know?"

You closed the door, sitting down on your couch.

"I just want to understand why you left so suddenly without talking to me. I thought we had something special." He folded his hands on top of his knees, looking at you. 

You shook your head in denial, staring at the ceiling, feeling the tears pricking in your eyes. "Jackson, it's not that simple. Andrew died, Alex left, Meredith was going to leave, and I needed some time to process everyone leaving me."

"But why didn't you talk to me? We've always been open and honest with each other." Jackson turned his body towards you, leaning an arm on the couch headrest. 

" I know, and I'm sorry. I should have talked to you, but I was terrified. Scared of losing you, scared of facing my own emotions." You answered, placing your face in your hands. 

"I broke things off with Maggie, she...she doesn't feel as home as you do. We've been through hell and back, we can do it again." He said.

"Jackson, it's not that simple. We both have our baggage and unresolved issues. We can't just start from where everything ended?" You got up from the couch, walking over to the huge window, staring down at the busy city.

"I believe in us. I believe that we can work through our problems together." He spoke as you felt him standing behind you.

"I need time to figure things out. I need to understand my feelings and what I want. It's not fair to either of us to rush into anything." You replied, turning around, your heart quickening as you stared back into his bright eyes. 

As Jackson stood in front of you, his eyes filled with determination, you felt your resolve waver. 

"I'd do anything if I have to, only to make things work out between us," he said earnestly.

You let out a heavy sigh, "Jackson, you know it's not that simple. You've just left Maggie behind."

"I know, I know," he said, running a hand over his head. "But I've let go of things in the past that I regret now, but y/n, you? You're, you're something I could never regret, ever."

You turned back around, fighting back the emotions swirling inside of you. "I don't know if I can do this again." You whispered.

"Just...just give me a chance to show you." he pleaded, taking a step closer to you.

The memories flooded back, the laughs, the tears, the late-night conversations. Despite your best efforts, you felt a small smile tug at the corners of your lips. 

You looked up at him, and he smiled back, a hopeful glint in his eyes, and the city lights twinkled outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of your penthouse.

 He leaned in, and your heart skipped a beat as his lips met yours. The kiss was intense, filled with both longing and regret.

"What are we doing?" you whispered, breaking away.

"Right now? I don't know," he confessed. "But I miss this and I miss us."

The ache in his words mirrored your own emotions, but you knew it was dangerous to reopen old wounds. "We can't keep doing this to ourselves," you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

"I know, but I can't walk away." Jackson pleaded, his eyes searching yours.

A surge of conflicting emotions coursed through you, and you let out a frustrated moan. "And you think, I can?" you admitted, feeling the weight of those words hanging in the air.

He pulled you close, and a bittersweet laughter filled the room. "Then let's try," he said, his voice determined.

As you looked into his eyes, the city hummed in the background, and you knew this decision would change everything.

[itsbecomeblue]

glue 001 ellie williams imagine

don't dare forget about palestine

sinopse: you might have a crush on your friend, college!au

cw: swearing, basically fluff, ellie plays soccer, puppy love again because that's my thing, slightly nerdy loser!ellie, reader and ellie are oblivious, not explicit if reader is fem or masc, not exactly proofread.

it was a nice day, the sun gently hitting your face after a week of chilly wind and winter complaints from everyone. you were leaving your last morning class. you walked happily towards the college cafeteria, a thing that no one was ever happy to do. you feel hot on your back, your black jacket heating from the sun but you refuse to take it off and feel the chilly wind.

everything was going as smoothly as it could today. you had worries but the sun was nice and warm on your skin… as you walked you saw her. you saw ellie williams, and like this day, she was golden. a golden soccer player, the best player in your opinion, that's for sure. she walked over to you, that wasn't unusual.

“hey, sup?” she nudged your shoulder to catch your attention, unaware she already had all of it.

she had big green piercing eyes below her eyebrow slit and. you stared for a bit, that wasn't unusual either. she had a mid-sleeve blue shirt that left her tattoo slightly covered. she just waited for you to talk, as she always did, looking down and fidgeting with her fingers. you walked side by side.

“cafeteria?” you point towards the way to the cafeteria, the one you and ellie had been taking for a month now . she hums in agreement.

you met ellie in this same situation, her in front of you, the last ones in the line at the cafeteria. a guy, jesse, walked over to her, jumping the line. she called him out with a few chuckles and he apologized, telling you he just wanted to talk to her. she asked you to sit with her that day.

now, you're in the same line. her in front of you and no jesse to jump the line, but you're gonna sit with her again. the food was not appealing, but the company was great. that was something you and ellie agreed on but kept unspoken.

she's waiting for you to finish putting your food on the tray, so you can walk to the table. ellie looks at you over her shoulder and as soon as you're next to her she's sticking her hand out to your arm, you flinch slightly. ellie was more touchy than you.

“you're quiet.” she fixes your school bag's strap on your shoulder, her tattoo peeking out of her navy sleeve. her cold fingers touch a little of your collar.

“yeah?” you shrugged. “so are you anyway.” she took a breath and shrugged too, sitting down at the right corner table. that wasn't unusual at all.

“do you have any projects coming up?” ellie says as she sits down, she brushes a strand of her hair out of her face. you nod and she hums. “knew it. ya need any help?”

ellie was always the friend to help out in any way, she felt good doing it and she wanted her friends to succeed so if she could help, she would in a heartbeat.

“you wanna help me?” your pupils dilated and ellie noticed.

“no…i mean, yeah i do. you know i do.” she shook her head no, then nodded yes. she's a rambling mess and you just stare and it's making her stumble over her words. “come over after my practice.”

“‘kay.” you try to hold back a smile and you look at your food, the sun is warm and so are you. you thanked god she asked you to come over for a study sesh. you'd take any opportunity to see her and she'd always ask.

ellie was somewhat popular for playing on the soccer team. you had a separate friend group but sometimes people meet randomly and they just click. like you and ellie. you had met jesse when you met ellie, and you eventually met dina and ellie met your roommate but you never really hung out with other people.

you had been friends for a while, lunches in the cafeteria, study sessions, and dorm visits were what your friendship was about and you took every opportunity to see each other. you were getting ready to leave when niyah, your roommate and closest friend spoke out.

“you going to ellie's?” you smile in that certain way and niyah doesn't need an answer anymore.

“she's gonna help me with my project.” you sit down to put on your shoes, checking the time on your phone.

“again? you say she's a nerd and i'm starting to believe you.” and you're nodding.

“she is.” you chuckle. “so smart and a fucking geek!”

“alright, have fun studying i guess…”

“stop, i will. it's fun with her.” niyah mocks you, you throw a hat from the wall hooks at her and leave the room.

you walk a little bit until you get to ellie's dorm. the door is unlocked, as usual when you're coming over and you want to scare her.

“aaaaa…ha!” you yell as you go in, only to find out she isn't inside. you feel stupid and you giggle to yourself.

you sit on her neatly done bed, next to her dinosaur plushie and you text her ‘where are you’ ‘i was finna jumpscare you and no one was here… mad embarrassing’. you sighted, she was never late to see you.

ping! ellie replied ‘omw coach had us doing an extra today” you smile and ping! “i even left without a shower so i wouldn't be so late 💔” you replied “ig it didn't work”. you're waiting for a reply but soon enough you see a sweaty ellie coming into the room, soccer jersey still on.

“oh my god, intruder!” she faked a scare and you furrowed your eyebrows as in ‘you're not funny’. “what? you said you were gonna scare me so…”

“whatever.” you stay on your phone replying to some of your friends’ texts and she pulls it away, wearing a childish smile on her dumb face. some hair stuck sweaty on her forehead and her cheeks were flushed.

“you came here to work, not play on your phone!” she laughs and you cross your arms over you chest. you don't even bother reaching out for your phone.

“you still have to take a shower so…”

“do i?” she shrugs and you look disturbed, furrowing your eyebrows.

“ewwwwww, yes you do smelly ellie.” you laugh and she furrowed her eyebrows in that same ‘you're not funny’ way. the truth is, you find each other hilarious.

“fine, wait here.” she says before grabbing some clothes from her drawers and her towel. “gonna shower real quick, and… and we can start.” you hum and nod.

she goes to the bathroom and you stay on your phone texting niyah and some other friends while she's not back. you get anxious at the image of her in her sweaty jersey for some reason and if you took your eyes off your phone you'd stare. but now it isn't any better, she's coming in with fresh clothes, smelling as good as ever and with water drops on her hair.

“hey… you didn't take out your stuff yet?” she coughs, sitting on the bed too. you shake your head and she hums negatively as to scold you.

you don't take them out and she stays quiet while you stay completely still. when you decide to reach for your bag that you had previously thrown next to the bed, you knee nudges hers. she retracts instantly, making you lift your head to face her. book and laptop in hand.

you stare, as you feared you would before. she knows she's gonna stutter so she decides to stay silent. she blinks softly, eyes still piercing yours.

“it's a questionnaire about a documentary. so maybe this wasn't a good idea.” you hold your book and laptop closer to your lap.

“w-why is it not?” she stuttered and she wanted to leave, but it's her dorm room.

“because… you'd have to have watched it to help me reply so it's dumb.”

“we can watch it, and then we reply.” she reaches for the laptop you had in your lap.

“uhh… it's 3 hours long.” you chuckle and she scoffs in disbelief. “yeah…”

“why did you want help then?” she moves further onto the bed, turning her body to face you, holding your shoulder so you do the same, you comply.

“dunno. i just… i didn't think of what project it was, to be honest. i just wanted… this i think.” you look around, emphasizing the ‘this’ as you do.

“to come over?” you shrug before nodding. “could've just said that. ya know? not your tutor, i'm your friend.”

“i know… but i dunno, i like hearing you talk and you talk and talk when you're helping me and…” you stop yourself and she's beet-red.

“you ask for my help because you… you wanna hear me talk? sorry wait…?” she's convinced she misheard you or just misunderstood what you said. you're scared she might think you're weird or something.

“i guess so, but you're also really smart.” you try to hold back a smile again, and you look down. ellie wants to see you but she doesn't want you to see her blushed cheeks.

“makes sense, sorry if it seemed like that was the only way we could hang. ‘cause that's not true…. we can just hang out y'know?” you listen to her rambling, keeping your head down. she's done talking and you're silent. “can… can you look at me for a sec?”

and you do. what are those? are those your eyes? where's your iris? big ass dilated pupils. ellie chuckles.

“what?” you lean to put your laptop and book back in your bag and as soon as you do ellie holds your chin.

“you like it when i talk?” you blink a few times. “hm?” she insists and you nod. she stays quiet so you feel like you have to say it.

“i do. why?” you breathe so heavily that she feels your body alive against her fingers that she holds against your chin. her stomach twisted, she lost her words.

both were silent, her hand on your chin dropped and you were going to look away but she spoke again.

“‘cause… i like it when you look at me.” she's now fidgeting with her fingers against her lap again, eyes trying to not leave yours, she wouldn't wanna miss any expression of yours.

“sorry.” you try not to look away too. “i know i should look-”

“yeah, keep them on me.” she interrupts with a chuckle and your heart skips a beat. hers is fast. you chuckle back. “wh-what do you wanna do then?”

“just hang, like you said?” you finally move your body again, moving one of your legs onto the bed. she nods, and she notices you kept eye contact.

“yes.” she vocalized. “course.” a strand of wet hair is stuck on her forehead and you itch to move it around.

“why did the coach have you guys doing extra today?” you remember to ask.

“it was just me and dina, we were late.” she laughs and another strand of hair falls forward as she lowers her head. your hand trails off but you hesitate. “what?” she noticed you didn't laugh and your hand's movement.

“you have hair here.” she laughs and you sigh. “here…” you brush the strands away from her forehead, she's choked up.

your eyes go down to hers and as soon as they pierce yours you're choked up too. she breathed out a “thanks.” and she accidentally touched your nose with hers because of the proximity.

“that was a kunik.” you smile and she pulls away softly.

“what do you mean?” she curled her lips up in a sweet smile.

“your nose on mine.”

“nose kiss is cute.” she adds.

“mhm, i think so too.” you agree, palming your jeans. your hands were clammy and you wanted to take off your jacket and ellie seemed to read your mind.

“you're hot?” you furrow your eyebrows at first until you nod and take off your jacket. “glad you know.” now she's holding back a smile when you do too.

“uhm… today's warm.”

“are you really talking about the weather right now?” she laughs at your conversation attempt and you slap her arm.

“it's not like that… it's actually nice and warm today.” you giggle. “i was thinking about it.”

“right… right… it's true, it is warm.” she surrenders to your true statement. “it's nicer to practice like this, makes you feel more energetic.”

“plus made you sweat so hard.” you laugh, remembering the state she was in.

“naaah, it's always like that, but coming back here speeding wasn't as refreshing as the walks when it's colder” she emphasizes speeding and glares harder at you with a grin.

“hey! i didn't ask you to speed here!” you smile, she mirrors that. your smiles fade away with the silence that settles again. you were about to speak again when ellie beat you to it.

“i don't like being late.” she moves around to lie down next to your sat figure.

“you were just laughing about being late.” you start laughing, looking at her almost over your shoulder.

“about being late for practice, not about being late to see you.” she chuckles and you grin. she rolls her eyes, knowing what to expect from you.

“oooh because i'm just sooo more important.” you turn to her, leaning on the bed with your hands, closer to her face now.

“yeah right… you're just scarier than the coach.” she laughs but she stops drastically, serious expression. “it's your face. scary as shit i swear to god.”

“ooooh really?” you chant coming even closer.

“yeah keep that face away…” she acts frightened, one hand on top of her head and the other between your faces to keep you away. you lean even closer and you're both giggling “help!” even closer, giggles and chuckles alive.

“you're done for!” you come closer, face hitting her hand, that just holds your cheek.

you're still laughing and she's grabbing your face with both hands, pretending to scream in fear as you laugh into her face. you're almost on top of her and as soon as you touch, her eyes soften and you stiffen. the laughter is gone and long forgotten.

“nose kiss again?” she blurted out incoherently and you shifted, her hand slid to your neck, you felt hot again but now you didn't have a jacket to strip out of.

“what?” you crawl closer to settle where you were. your heart raced just like ellie's, even if you didn't know hers did. “ellie…” you start, not moving an inch away or closer, her head already lifted off the bed. her hand on your neck pulls you closer until your noses touch again.

“there, nose kissed.” she smiles. you let go of the breath you didn't realize you were holding. she moves her nose against yours. breathing against each other's faces.

[iiseor]

⋆𐙚 ₊ summer strikes . . . (1)

synopsis: forced by joel to spend the summer in a small town consequent her agreement to get sober—ellie's acceptance towards the situation grows significantly the moment you cross paths.

cw: alcohol/drugs, mentalhealth issues, ellie is not Joel's daughter in this AU, she just stays with him for context! word count : 1.9k. Tags: @boobdrug @seraphicsentences @amberputh sorry this is short . . i didn't wanna wait any longer to upload it. Next part will be longer . . . master list

" i don't understand why this was your first option?" ellie huffed as she planted her bags in the back of Joel's truck. "It's what's best for you" he replied, slamming the door as he got inside — ellie following. "Yea whatever" she scoffed.

For ellie days had been longer, the nights nearly decades, trailing behind her filled with nothing but misery. She had been locked inside for weeks, terrified of breaking her promise to joel.

the promise that she'd get sober. Straighten up and stop self sabotaging. Fix everything, stop acting out, become an adult and do good. She knew the consequences, she knew how he'd look at her if things got even worse. So she did her best, locked herself away from anything and everything that could possibly make her relapse.

But to joel, that was even worse.

His soloution? Taking her to an entirely different places to stay with his cousins family.

In a small, quiet town where she couldn't.

possibly be tempted to do bad.

Right?

.

The road trip was hours, tho felt like minutes for ellie who was asleep for nearly the entire ride, only waking up right before joel had pulled in the driveway. Which happened to be more than enough time for her to take in the beautiful scenery — and beaming sun.

"Miller!! Long time no see" the brown haired man yelled from the drive way as Joel pulled in.

ellie was stunned by the view ahead of her, a beautiful—yet typical country house surrounded by acres of trees, bushes and green grass, accompanied by a small barn, the lake only meters away.

both stepping out of the car, Joel greeted your father in an instant. The two brothers sharing a hug while Ellie breathed in the crisp air. For her, it felt like this was the first time she breathed freshly in years—soaked in sunlight opposed to narcotics, scents of salted ocean water and oak filling her senses.

"Someone's gotten taller" tommy motioned to ellie, her head still facing the clouds before she slowly came back to reality.

"Ready to check out the place kid?" He added, patting her on the back as Joel lifted the final bags out of the truck and put them on the pavement for Tommy to grab. "Sounds good.." Ellie sighed out in response, picking up whatever bags she could to carry inside. "Now holdon" Joel called out

"make sure you behave, and no going against old man's rules. He'll keep u in check while I'm gone, but just a reminder" he said pulling her into a hug. "Yeah yeah I got it" Ellie said pushing him away and following inside.

"See you later" they both called and waved as Joel hopped back in the truck.

and that was it for ellie.

the end of something, the start of another.

from the start, and all over again.

she had one last chance to get better.

.

Tommy sighed as he sat the last of Ellie's bags down on the living room floor, brushing his hands off and placing them on his hips—Ellie standing awkwardly like a confused puppy. "Welp, there's not much to the living room or kitchen... pretty generic... um, take a quick look around if you'd like and ill get these bags to your room" ellie was about to open hee mouth, protest that she could carry them up herself—but before she could, Tommy was already yelling up the stairs.

"Y/n can you come help me?" He called out. Y/n... Joel didn't mention there would be more company..

your foot steps marched quickly down the stairs, skipping a step on the way down.

Paint stained overalls flashed the girls eyes as you stood before her, paint brushes still in hand as you hoped off the final step.

"Oh hi Ellie" you spoke, so sweet and soft—flashing a smile.

she knows my name, how does she know my name ? ellies mind spun between the vision of you and the words you spoke.. already driving her crazy.

"H... hey" she choked out, almost jumping back as you stepped closer to her, holding your hand out for her to her grab onto.

you stared at her with a smile for a minute while she looked back at you like a deer caught in the headlights. For a moment, she was completely frozen—only for seconds before you picked up her hand and shook it for urself, smiling through the process and breaking her still shape, your touch sending sparks through her body.. "Nice to meet you" "I'll help you take these upstrairs!" You said, letting go of her hand picking up two of the bags and walking past her to go back upstairs, ellie still half in her day dream doing the same.

"Here it is!" You told, placing her bags inside and stepping out of the way so she could do the same. In front of her was four empty walls and bed framed mattress, "I took everything down, I figured you'd wanna decorate it your own way" you said with that soft smile again. "Yeah... thank you" she said forcing a smile back.

It's not like she wasn't thankful , of course she was. How couldn't she be when you were so fucking sweet to her already? she was so love struck she didn't know how to smile genuinely, or think of anything besides how good you looked—despite being caught of gaurd by her quick arrival. "Ill let you settle in" you spoke, breaking the awkward silence, "the closet is over there for your clothes and if you need any extra storage bins my dad can bring them up" you added. "if you need any help let me know!" knodding at her, you walked away.

.

Ellie's body ached as she looked around the vacent room, feelings sunk into her body and whithered throughout her veins 'I promised Joel' was all she could think of 'this is my last chance' she whispered to herself. Staying here with you and tommy wasnt the thing killing her inside, not in the slightest. it was the ringing notion in the back of her head that continuously told her to start again, to drink again, ruin everything and go back to her old ways, that made her want to tear everything apart.

for now, all she knew is that she had to build willpower. She couldn't let herself get worse. Not in front of tommy, not in front of you... not under the promises she made with Joel.

knock knock

"You good In here girl?" Tommy's voice broke hee out of a second trance and made her jump, turning to see the man just above her eyes. "Didn't mean to scare ya" he chuckled moving into the room, "its alright..." she breathed out. The room fell silent for a few moments, Tommy picking up a few of ellies things now scattered throughout the floor and putting them away for her. "This used to be Joel's room you know... before he was a grown ass man" he laughed, Ellie pushing a smile. "But I'm glad you have him and he has you, I can tell he wants what's best for you and I'm sure you'll find it while here" looking around the room he added, "Come down for dinner when your done, yeah?"

"Yeah" she agreed, tommy walking away while ellie turned her gaze towards the crystalline window, sun beaming onto her warm freckles.

One last chance she repeated.

.

Ellie only took an hour to finish her room, about the same amount of time it took tommy and you to finish cooking. She didn't bring much to decorate. some old band posters joel had gifted, her comic books, her journal and her guitar. The important things in her mind. She paced back and fourth throughout her room for almost ten minutes out of the hour she set up, staring at herself in her bathrooms body length mirror for another ten before building up the courage to face dinner.

"Done already?" Tommy questioned as Ellie made her way towards the kitchen, her eyes scanning and spotting you setting up the table. "Uh yeah" she replied standing awkwardly, Tommy's eyes faced her with confusion. "You can sit down you know, make urself at home"

"Right..." she replied again, sitting down at the table you had finished placing silverware on. "You like fish right? Joel didn't tell me any dietary preferences or anything so I tried to keep it simple for tonight" tommy smiled setting a plate of freshly cooked salmon, vegetables and rice down in front of ellie—and you who had joined her at the table.

To be honest, Ellie hadn't had a real cooked meal in months. Between the alcohol, and just overly terrible diet, salmon and rice sounded like a luxury to her. Let alone vegetables.

"This is good .... thank you" she told, not hesitating to taste everything in front of her.

Tommy sat down in between you two, the three way table being jsut enough space, you all silently eating till a thought popped into your head. "Oh! Ellie, have you seen the lake yet??" You questioned, Ellie giving you that dear caught glance again—Quickly clearing her throat before stuttering out. "Oh um .. kind of... I caught a glimpse of it" she replied, trying to contain the sudden shivers that went down hee body as you spoke to her. "Oh ! Well that's not good enough... its truly beautiful out there, especially when the weather is nice ! we should go fishing tomorrow, then you can see it for yourself" you rambled on, Tommy subtly knodding his head in agreement before swallowing his food and given a spoken one, "I agree, it'll be good for you girls to get to know eachother now" he spoke.

ellie—not against the idea ... more so embarrassed over her next words. "I um.... i don't know how to fish" she said lowering her head to her plate. "Joel never taught you?" You questioned. "No" was all she responded, slightly meeting your gaze, noticing tommy's semi shocked expression in the corner of her eye. You hummed for a minute, taking another bite of your food and a sip of your drink.

"It's okay then, you have me now! I'm probably better than him anyways" you laughed in response, Tommy laughing along as he stood up, gathering all of your now empty plates and dragging them to the sink.

Ellie stood up to follow him, but before she could touch a dish tommy stopped her "Don't worry about it kid, I got it, you go settle in" he patted her on the back setting her off—you already making your way up the stairs, though not fast enough to miss ellie before she got to her room. "Goodnight ellie !" You waved as you walked towards your door, ellie caught off gaurd by you once again and nearly stumbling into her room. "Night" she called back awkwardly, just awkwardly enough to make you frown in confusion by her lack of energy returned. Unknown to you, she was already slapping her hand on her face for how stupid her response sounded as she closed her door and sat on her bed.

As she layed away, thoughts poring into the moon lit night as crickets cherped outside her window, her wondering mind kept replaying the sound of your words in her head. "You have me now".

That sentence ... your words ...

she has you now .. even if you didn't mean it the way she thought, even if it was an empty statement. Somebody thought she had them ... she has people.

she has another chance to make it all right.

[savannahsdeath]

ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

♯unexpected visit

mdni please<3

summary: you and ellie are during an intense moment when someone visits you

warnings: 18+!! smut, drinking

writers note: this ones short soo enjoy💞

Ellie's palm slowly moved up and down your clit, sometimes being too painfully slow for your liking. She felt you coming close as she circled your clit with her thumb while pumping her fingers in you.

“That's it, let it out.” As she pushed in you one last time, holding down your hips to make sure she'd hit the right spot, you tipped right over the edge again and came.

Your body was more sensitive now, even the feel of her cleaning you up seemed painful and new as she forced you to watch her spread your cum all over her tongue.

Right in this moment you heard the door's opened. Ellie tilted her head with a confused look as if to ask: 'did you invite someone?'

And then you remembered...

"Shit, Els, Jesse and Dina told us they'll visit-"

Before you could end, she cut you off.

"Dress up, I'll tell them you'll join us in a minute."

You nodded.

Oh, how easy it was for her - she was fully clothed with only sleeves rolled up. And you're clothes were lying all over the floor.

You quickly put them on and brushed your hair, which was really messy due all of the sensations.

You ran up to the kitchen after only a minute, proud of how quick you managed to be. Ellie was sitting opposite of the couple, chatting with them like she didn't just make you cry for her.

"Babe..." She whispered when she saw you, holding back a laugh.

"What's wrong?" You looked down at your outfit.

Oh.

It's not just the fact that you wore Ellie's shirt, which you picked on accident. You also put it on inside out, so the tag was sticking out. You mumbled some fuck me's, took it off and put back in, right this time. It was too big for you but you felt comfortable with the previous owner's scent on it.

You're body was still sensitive, so you leaned on the counter and grabbed a glass of water.

You weren't in mood for talking at all, so you just listened to them.

It wasn't really interesting - mostly Ellie bullying Jesse or him trying to make fun of her but miserably failing every time. At this point, even his girlfriend laughed at him. You were the only one who wasn't so mean, so he wanted you to join them.

"Sit down, y/n!"

You shook your head. You knew you won't be able to sit down without hissing in pain.

"Damn, what's wrong with her? All quiet and introverted all of sudden. What did you do to this poor girl, Ellie?" He asked, more serious than you'd expect him to be.

Dina playfully nudged him on the shoulder. "What do you think she did?"

"I don't know, locked up in a basement and brainwashed, maybe?" He frowned, still seeming serious, like he really believes that.

"Dumbass." Ellie played with the glass she was holding, pushing it on the table from one hand to another.

Jesse raised his eyebrows and put his arms in the air in mock-innocence. "What? That's something you're capable of."

"Okay, stop it. It's really obvious - they fucked." Dina rolled her eyes.

"Wow, thank you for saying that out loud." You managed to speak up.

"Cool." He tried to seem as untouched by this information as possible. "And again, what does that has to do with sitting down?"

She laughed and Ellie joined her quickly after.

"It's not like you know something about that." Your girlfriend smirked.

He downed the liquid in his glass, probably some kind of alcohol. "I'd rather go back to talking about you messing up your girl than bullying me again."

"I'd rather not talk about what Els does to me, if my opinion even matters." You shrugged, clearly annoyed. "You shouldn't care so much, that's weird. If I didn't know you, I'd think talking about this turns you on."

"You all are acting like I started it. I only wanted you to sit down..."

It was normal for Jesse to get carried away, he often couldn't drop the topic by himself so he just continued until someone stopped him.

Dina giggled. "Come on, Jesse, leave the poor girl be." She took a sip from her own drink.

The subject changed to something more family friendly after hers words.

You sat next to Ellie, successfully holding back a groan. She immediately wrapped her arm around your waist, pulling you closer.

"You know we can see your hickeys, right?" She whispered right to your ear, so only you heard.

You instinctively run your fingers through your neck, feeling a few sore spots on it.

"And who's fault is it?" You asked mockingly, trying to hide your embarrassment.

Ellie chuckled and patted your side, not letting go of you.

The feeling of the tag on the shirt brushing against the back of your neck reminded you of everything that happened.

[beforeimdeceased]

SWEET TOOTH - sugar 🥥🍨

* 𓇼🫧. ° synopsis: a follow from a cute stranger on the internet upends your life in ways you never expected.

*🎐 ೃ ༄.° authors note: first part! so exciting. please like & comment and tell me all ur opinions about it so far!

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[elsmstrss]

ellie williams headcannon: protective gf :)

how ellie would be so protective of her partner <3

most def mistakes but it adds to the ambience ok !!!

tags: ellie x fem!reader , lapslock , headcannon , protectivegf!ellie , men are the # 1 evil in this (in general tbh) , ellie doesn't even let jesse breath in this , kinda long? idk

ellie was kind of infamous around jackson for being almost too protective over you.

whenever you two would be walking through the streets of the commune, she always had to be the one closest to the traffic. she would pull you a little closer to her side as you pass a group of men staring a little too long at you.

duties are technically on rotation in jackson but ellie always pulls some strings or even bribery so that you're scheduled on patrols together.

when that doesn't work out, she has an extensive (and arguably dramatic) conversation about when and where you are to meet her afterwards. "ok babe? right here, immediately. yeah?"

"yes, ellie"

god forbid your just fifteen minutes late, she'll rush to the gates, sweating (she definitely ran there), brows stitched together in worry.

she’d charge right at you, immediately noticing your slight limp and scoop you up into her arms.

“y/n what the fuck happened. jesse! what the fuck did you do??”

nothing is ever your fault in her eyes.

“els ‘m fine i just slipped on a rock by the creek…” you’d mumble, sheepish because you were maybe or maybe not trying to pick a wildflower that had caught your eye.

“what did i do!?” jesse would screech, in complete disbelief.

ellie would insist that she carry you all the way back to your shared room, ignoring your embarrassed pleas to let you down. “ellie, babe, i’m fine. i can walk. el!” it completely falls on deaf ears.

also! ellie refuses to let you sleep in any vulnerable positions. she always sleeps with her back to the door, shielding you from view if any intruders were to break in. you try and remind ellie there hasnt been any sort of crime like that in jackson since you've arrived but ellie never takes any chances when it comes to you.

she always wears extra layers when you're on patrol together so that if you ever get chilly, she can throw her jacket over your shoulders, wordlessly. you look up at her with grateful eyes and a soft smile, planting a kiss on her cheek.

"hey ellie! i'm cold too" jesse pouts. "boo hoo you're a grown ass man, deal with it" she would answer.

the community often holds little parties and get togethers in an old bar near the center of jackson. maria says it helps bring some humanity and warmth to the cold and harsh reality of the world they all live in now. you love attending said parties, being quite the social butterfly, eager to let loose. you often have to drag ellie to these things as she would much rather stay at home and cuddle but the truth is, ellie would never let you attend such things without her by your side.

once you both arrive, you instantly find dina and jesse, making your way over. ellie decided to stop at the counter and grab some drinks. she keeps an eye on you, leaning back on the countertop with one elbow, smiling softly from seeing you laugh at something dina said.

her smile drops in an instant when she notices a man tap you on the shoulder, leaning in a little too close than ellie would prefer. he whispers something in your ear and ellie watches you shake your head, politely declining the offer, but the idiot cant seem to take a hint.

the second ellie notices your demeanor change from bubbly to slightly uncomfortable, she's stalking over, drinks abandoned, shoving herself between you and the creep. "back off, dude" her tone flat, her glare mean, leaving no room for debate.

the second the creep slinks away, she's instantly on you, asking if your okay, taking your face in both her palms. you nuzzle into them and give her a small smile. "my knight in shining armor" you blink dramatically, teasing her. "whatever, dork. c'mon lets get some water in you"

anyways, you are the most important thing to ellie and your safety come before her own life. it's how she shows she cares, words often too difficult for her to express. you know this, even though it can be a bit much, which is why you always eventually let her have her way.

[ellies-enrichment]

ND remake part 2 for ps5 and add cute outfits in the extras but let me make the trophies PLEASE

[lust444men]

Luke: Don't get me wrong, I'm straight, but we've all thought about being in the arms of derek right?

Spencer: yes

Aaron: no

Spencer: noo

[saintgoths]

ꜰᴀᴅᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ

JEALOUS!ELLIE X READER - FADE INTO YOU.

WORD COUNT - 2,195.

RATING - G+ [aside from subtle slut shaming, angst & arguing].

SUMMARY - fem!reader is an eye candy and ellie hates it.

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It had been at least a week subsequently after the eminent disaster of a break-up both you and Ellie had shared, everyone had remembered what they were doing when the argument had disrupted and people had believed that it would be impossible for the both of you to get back together, rude words were being exchanged, one side of the connection jealous and the other defensive.

It couldn’t be denied that both parties should’ve controlled their behaviour and responses, but Ellie had believed that she had been as patient as she could be when it came to you, she had desperately tried to be, but it was difficult when everyone swooned over you, when everyone radically wanted to get into your pants and what made it worse was that you didn’t necessarily play their game but you would giggle at every person who’d flirt with you.

Though as a week passed, you had made hints that you wanted to reconcile and conciliate with Ellie and she was up for it.

Today was your birthday, and you were throwing a gathering at your place, and much people would arrive, specifically people who shared the same age you, you had recently turned nineteen and next year you would have to turn twenty, it scared you shitless, but it made you feel better that you had loyal and honourable friends that would be by you every step.

It would be two hours before the party started but already there was much booze and weed scattered around the surroundings and you had loud music Maria would sure complain about the next day. You had been dressed in a tight attire, a garment that had flattered your physique and make-up that had exalted your features; plus, Dina and Jesse had arrived an hour before your party started to help you set up the rest of your decorations.

You had given them pre-drinks to set them in the mood which they had happily drank, Dina wasn’t one to drink all the time but since it was your birthday, she had given in. “You look sexy,” Dina forwardly complimented as she examined your outfit you had carefully picked out, you were one to have nice clothes by any means, you actually had much people ask to borrow your clothes from time to time.

“Thank you,” you attentively thanked with grace and beckoned your head towards Jesse as a sign of hello.

“Is Ellie coming over?” Jesse asked and you had thought that him hanging around with Dina had caused him to become too blunt compared to his usual self.

“Yeah, she’s coming,” you simply replied as you finished your task of decorating whilst Dina began her course.

You had figured they had wanted to speak about what had happened between you and Ellie, and you were too unbothered to stop them, so you had allowed Dina and Jesse to roll in their questions and comments. “People still speak about the argument you and Ellie had because of that guy.”

You had furrowed your eyebrows, you had moved on from the situation, but people in Jackson consistently loved to gossip. “I remember how angry Ellie was when you two were breaking up, it wasn’t a pretty sight,” Jesse joked as he slumped himself down on your sofa, you had rolled your eyes at him and towards Ellie’s precedent behaviour, she was one to get quickly riled up, sometimes you had felt like you were walking on egg-shells when you were with her.

“Well, Ellie needs to work on her jealousy, insecurities and anger,” you shrugged.

“Well, you need to stop purposely getting Ellie jealous then,” Dina commented, which you had thought was rich for her to say.

“All I do is be hot and she’s mad,” you joked, “plus, the guy wasn’t even my type.”

They had both laughed but you were being honest, the guy Ellie had gotten angry at you about was not so much as close to what you would want in a guy. You were just being friendly, perchance too friendly for Ellie’s liking but she had no reason to blow up like that in front of everyone, she had embarrassed you and made you look like something you were not, a cheat.

In spite of the trio laughing and bickering amongst each other, to a greater extent, people had started to arrive to your birthday party and every time someone had knocked on your front door you had wished it was your auburn-haired ex behind the door, but you had been quietly disappointed when you have been proved other-wise numerous of times.

As time passed on, you had accepted your defeat and wallowed within the conversations and danced, there had been moments you danced with Dina and comically pranced and played with Jesse and Dina while uncontrollably drinking booze you had been continuously offered.

You had then been alerted by someone who had heavily knocked on your front door, it was loud, but you couldn’t complain since the music you had blasted was louder, you had unsealed the door to be met with Ellie, she had appeared more cleaner than you had last seen her, and she had radiated the tough and fierce steaminess you had always been drawn to.

“Hey,” you choked out, surprised that Ellie had in point of fact arrived to your birthday gathering, she had hesitatingly brought you into an embrace, another operation you had been taken aback with.

“Hey,” Ellie kindly whispered, during the moment she had pulled away from you, she had briskly examined the outfit you had clothed yourself with, which had silently developed into a stance of desire, she was impressed by how you were always able to pull of whatever you wore.

“I didn’t think you would come,” you shyly spoke only to be responded with a shocked look composed on the freckled girl’s face.

“Why wouldn’t I?” Ellie curiously inquired as she stepped into your cabin and took off her jacket which had unveiled the outfit, she was clothed in.

You had closed the door, confused by Ellie’s aghast nature. “Um, one it’s because you turned up late so I didn’t think you would come, and two, because of what happened last week, you were really angry.”

“Well,” Ellie began as she rebounded to look at you, “I hope we can push it past us.”

You had gently slumped your shoulders, if you were being outright plain, you would have rather push it past the both of you and enjoy the celebration.

You had guided Ellie to the function where people were slow dancing and downing more beverage you had provided.

You had sat down beside Ellie after you had chaperoned cuisine and eatables for the guests who hurriedly took as much food they could. The fare had calmed down the company who joined both you and Ellie; they sat down and enjoyed the aura and efficiency of the party while the music that once played loudly was slowly dialled down to a state where it was comfortable for everyone.

Everyone had then been engaged in a conversation began by Dina whilst Ellie had comfortably immersed herself with pre-rolled weed you had perfectly handled. You had your arm linked with Ellie’s free arm yet engaged with other people’s questions and comments.

“Wait are you and Ellie back together?”

The simple and facile questioned had been bulky and laden enough for Ellie to feel a closed tightness in her chest, she awkwardly tightened the connection she had around your arm in anticipation and buoyancy you would answer with the reply she had wished for. You had stared at the guest who had urged to know about the bond between you and Ellie; and you had just awkwardly smiled. A breathy laugh emerged from your lips whilst you gracelessly shuffled on your seat.

“No.”

Furthermore, what had made it worse for Ellie was the look you had on your face, as if the guest’s question was bizarre. Speedily, Ellie had let go of your arm and had comforted herself as she rebounded on smoking the pre-rolled blunt. She had genuinely believed and adhered things were getting better between the both of you; she had gently clicked her tongue; how stupid and idiotic she had been. To think you would expeditiously fall back into her arms when she turned up to your party. How could she? With the way she had treated and spoken to you that night, of course you wouldn’t willingly come back to her.

Dina and Jesse had caught the unsatisfied look Ellie had all over her face and you hadn’t bothered to look at Ellie who had deeply pouted at your carefree behaviour. The couple had thought Ellie was on the verge of saying something, but she didn’t.

Time had passed and currently people had begun to leave, and you had dreaded the fact that you’ll wake up the next day with a hangover but having to do much cleaning. Dina and Jesse were one of the last ones to leave, the remaining guests being Ellie who comfortably but awkwardly still sat on the spot she had been for the past hours.

“Why are you still here?” You had questioned, sincerely suspicious to why Ellie had decided to remain in your cabin.

Ellie had sat up, her mind cloudy and convoluted to the previous events. “Well, I didn’t want to storm out and make a scene after you made it seem like that person was nuts for asking if we were back together.”

“That’s a surprise because you’re always one to make a scene,” you plainly joked ere you had given yourself the idea to begin to clean up some of the mess that was left by the previous company, back turned towards Ellie who had her mouth open, bothered by your casual and indifferent persona.

“You can be so oblivious, and you don’t realise your behaviour hurts people.”

Finally, you had turned around once again, face very expressive with an entertained and satiate mask. With a sagged bin bag in your hand, you had gently put down the canister bag and forwardly looked at your ex-partner. “You really thought things were going to get better that quick?” You thoroughly asked, face analytical and meddlesome enough to rub Ellie the wrong way. “The way you behaved last week hurt me, because it showed that you don’t trust me, like at all.”

“Then, I’m sorry,” Ellie roughly apologised, disappointed in all aspects that had brought them into this position. You, herself and the guy. “I was insecure, because you are someone who has everyone wrapped around your finger and you can easily move on to someone new if I do the slightest thing wrong.”

“But that has never happened though?” You complained, your shoulders had dropped, unhappy that the bond between you and Ellie would never function the same like old times. “You know if you actually want this relationship to work you have to work on your jealousy,” you muttered before you rebounded on picking on dirty items to put in the binbag, “amongst other things.”

Eventually, humoured, Ellie pushed out a breathy laugh, ashamed and penitent that she had even come to your birthday party. “Well, maybe I’ll start that after you stop flirting with everything that breathes in your direction.”

You had remained silent, calm and hushed to her curt words, withal, your quietness was enough to bear tension. “I’m sorry,” once more, Ellie briskly apologised as she set herself in her habit of playing with her fingers whenever she had felt apprehensive.

“Just get the fuck out Ellie,” you tiredly whispered, you had suddenly ached the warmth of your bed so you can sleep and forget about what had just happened, although, you had forgotten how stubborn Ellie could be.

“Wait---no, I’m sorry, it just came out---”

“That can’t be your excuse every time you say something mean. You always attempt to cover up your harsh ways as a moment of unhappiness when it’s just usually something you’ve always wanted to say.” Frustrated you had walked towards the unsealed front door of your cabin and briskly opened the exit which had loudly implied that you had wanted to her to go in an instant.

Unhappily, she had put her hand on her hips as she walked towards the door, however, before she attempted to leave, she turned to look at you, her face regretful and ashamed of her irrational behaviour. “[Y/N] …look, can we just talk about---”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” you sternly cut off, your scrutiny avoidant of Ellie’s stare which was deeply fixed into your skin, her hazel-green eyes were always so steel-like that it unceasingly made you nervous. Nonetheless, Ellie had hoped that you would look at her one last time before she left, but as you have consistently done, you had ravaged her wish and left her hopeless. As her hands left her hips, she had dishonourably left your premises, sure that she would over anticipate about what she could’ve done or said that would’ve detoured the current circumstance.

songs that fit this song ⬎

⟶ mazzy star - fade into you. [evidently]

⟶ tame impala - let it happen.

⟶ billie eilish - when the party's over.

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[kirkslver]

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reader is always female/gender neutral unless stated otherwise

i don’t write smut!! personally, i can’t bring myself to write smut without cringing a little (even though i read it lol)

i don’t write pregnant reader or reader having kids because i personally am not fond of kids… 😬

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real people/celebrities

matt sturniolo

chris sturniolo

nick sturniolo (platonic only)

nathan doe

milo manheim

charlie bushnell

NHL

jack hughes

luke hughes

quinn hughes

nick hischier

jamie drysdale

trevor zegras

mat barzal

MLB

matt olson

dansby swanson

anthony volpe

anthony rizzo

cody bellinger

nico hoerner

fictional characters

percy jackson universe

percy jackson

annabeth chase

leo valdez

jason grace

thalia grace

luke castellan

clarisse la rue

nick di angelo (platonic only)

criminal minds

spencer reid

aaron hotchner

emily prentiss

misc.

dwayne hoover

ellie williams

jess mariano

harry potter

theodore nott

george weasley

(willing to write for more characters from the hp and pjo universe but i only put a handful of characters)

[d-targaryenshoe]

Jackson Avery - Cherished In Secret

Word Count: 999

Summary: Having that one person to come home to in secret, still feels like home, right?

There were moments where you didn't know how to act, how to just...be. At moments it could feel as if it was all so complicated, even frustrating when you failed at a single suture.

But to lighten everything, there were also moments of laughter, happiness, and joy. The joy you felt whenever you were around your friends, friends that always had your back.

Whenever and wherever.

Although your friends did not always know everything, some parts of your life that you'd rather keep to yourself, were the parts they didn't know about.

But whenever all of you had finished your jobs for the day, there was one thing left to do, and that was all of you getting ready to leave the hospital and enter Joe's for having a few drinks and say whatever happened that day

Or talk about what happened when all of you weren't together or were too busy living your own lives besides being a medical intern. At times it could feel like coming home, while all of you were just sitting and laughing around a table.

"Taryn, Never have I ever thrown up on another person?" Levi watched his friend's face change into disgust.

"Levi, please-" Nico started.

"Are you serious?" You stared at your male friend with an amazed expression.

"What? You all wanted to play this game, so?" He watched Taryn searching for an answer to his question.

"Yeah, once, twice actually, Y/n was the first person to go through the horror event, and then...Casey was the second." Taryn sighed, watching all of you stare at her. "I'm not proud of it, okay? I still feel bad for it."

"Nico, you're next!" You sarcastically smiled at your friend, the friend you could hate at times, but still, he was your friend, unconditionally. "Never have I ever played strip poker."

The table ooh'd at your sudden wave of confidence. Noticing Nico's flustered face as he heard your question that was directed straight at him.

"Yeah, I did." He answered, shrugging his shoulders, doing his best to keep on a strong expression on his face.

"And?" Taryn took a sip of her beer, waiting for her friend to start explaining any further details.

"I won?" Nico shrugged his shoulder, noticing not one of you believed anything of what he said. "I lost, okay? I lost, ended up in my underwear, and a walk of shame, can we move on?"

"We sure can, but we're not done talking about this," Taryn spoke, pointing at Levi with her beer bottle. "Never have I ever worked with someone I couldn't stand."

Levi pretended to be in deep thought, thinking about an answer to the question that he'd just been asked. "No offense, but I work with all of you, that's already frustrating at times."

"Wow, way to go, Levi." You shook your head at your friend's answer, yet you loved the way all of you could say these sorts of things and yet still laugh and support each other unconditionally. "You're lucky I love you."

"Well, you're also lucky because the next question is directed at you." Nico smiled, fiddling with a card on the table. "Never have I ever kept a crush secret from people in this room."

And this is where he got you good, he got you good at a point and a fact where you had to find a way out. A way out, to not put everything you had built up in secret on the line.

To put it on the line for a stupid game of 'Never Have I Ever' with your friends. It was not the case that you didn't want to tell them, it was just nice to have something for yourself, something you didn't feel like sharing.

"I have never." You lied, looking all of your friends in the eyes, trying your best to make them believe you, which wasn't one of the hardest things to do. "I'd never be able to keep such a thing for myself, so no."

It seemed as if everyone was doubting you, but after a few seconds, they started smiling and nodding their heads, noticing your serious behavior, and suggesting you were speaking the truth.

Suddenly your phone started vibrating, and that was enough for you to know it was time to finish the night with your friends and get safe in your other secret bubble.

"Dr. Wilson asked me to come in early tomorrow, so I think I'm gonna head home, take a shower and just go to sleep for the day." You said, putting on your coat, and placing some money on the table, to make the lying somehow okay.

"Oh...okay?" Taryn furrowed her eyebrows, sharing a confused glance with your other two friends.

"Sure...see you in a few hours then?" Nico asked, receiving a nod from you.

"Yeah, we'll see you tomorrow, y/n" Levi smiled.

"See you tomorrow then." You took your purse and walked out of Joe's, pulling your coat somehow tighter around your body, because the cold weather, wasn't just it.

Taking your phone out of your coat pocket, you scrolled through all your messages, searching for any new message he'd sent you meanwhile, but you didn't see anything.

"So, you lied again to them?" A voice spoke up behind you, startling you somehow out of your concentration.

"My god- well, yeah, yeah I did, why?" You frowned, staring up into Jackson's eyes, trying your best not to smile.

"You've been lying to them for 3 months now, why don't you just tell them?" Jackson asked, taking a hold of your hand.

"I like keeping us and you to myself, is that selfish?" You released his hand and placed both of your hands on each side of his face, softly smiling. "They'd freak out if they would know."

"I get it, I feel the same way." Jackson smiled and kissed your forehead, taking once again hold of your hand as you both started walking into the night.

[warmsideofthepillow03]

Liz's Masterlist !!

Hi guys! I've decided to start writing on Tumblr, as I can't write full stories but can do ones hots. So here I am. Here's the characters I'll write for abd what I'm comfortable with!

things I will absolutely NOT write: smut cause I'm shit at it and a lot of my writing is abt minors (I'm a minor too yall chill), piss/poo, in detail vomit/gore, anything to do with children romantically cause that's nasty as hell, old men.

Percy Jackson

Grover Underwood

Annabeth Chase

Luke Castellan

Clarisse La Rue

more to come...

Peter Parker

Miles Morales

more to come...

Ellie Williams

Dina

Jesse

Abby

more to come...

[pluviophile-a]

Jackson Avery x female oc smutshot

warnings: vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, mild choking

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They were a tangle of lips and teeth. Jackson kissed every visible patch of skin, all over her face and down her neck, and she groaned shamelessly. He wrapped a hand under her, only to pick her up and place her down on her back, further onto the bed, as he crawled over her.

Neither of them were on call, and there was no one to walk in. It was just them, just gloriously them.

Violet felt a tug at the hem of her shirt, and she quickly pulled back, letting him tug it over her head as he moved towards unbuttoning her pants, recapturing her lips with his own, but then he stopped, and she reeled back, eyes wide. "What's wrong, why'd you stop?" She asked breathlessly.

"Are you sure about this-"

"Yes." She nodded frantically, and he looked her up and down with a smile from above her before rushing forward again, one hand holding himself up while the other undid her pants. She kicked them off instantly, pulling back from their kiss just long enough to tug his shirt over his head.

She realized then, as his eyes raked over her almost predatorily, that she was wearing nothing but her black bra and matching panties. But the way he looked at her? She would never get tired of that. Her hands ran over his chest, caressing every dip and curve of his abs until she reached his waist band, the second her hand slipped beneath it, he was stuffing his head into her neck, kissing and biting her neck like a mad man, and she loved it.

She whispered quietly, "Are you sure?" To which he practically whimpered a 'yes', and finally, she wrapped a hand around him. She held back her gasp at the feeling, but moaned loudly when the hand on his waist travelled lower, passing over her centre with a feather light touch.

He lifted his head from her neck, his words barely above a whisper, "I know we're home alone, but I still have neighbours."

She nodded frantically, her eyes clasped shut as he tugged her panties down her legs, watching her kick them away before his hand finally connected with where she needed him most. He watched; watched as her mouth opened in a silent moan as his finger trailed down, collecting her wetness until finally he entered her slowly. Her back arched off of the bed as she panted.

"Open your eyes." He demanded as he pumped his finger in and out. His words fell on deaf ears, until he added a second finger, and said it again. "Open your eyes, Darling." Finally her eyes snapped open, and the look of lust in his own was enough to make her moan again, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

He watched her with a smirk as he moved his hand expertly. Then, a slight twist in the angle of his fingers had her letting out a particularly loud moan, to which Jackson quickly clasped a firm hand over her mouth, which Violet had to admit she found painfully attractive.

She felt that knot snap within moments, her back arching off of the bed as her eyes rolled back. Only when her breathing had begun to return somewhat to normal did Jackson remove his hand, his smirk widening as his eyes raked over her body. "You are particularly vocal."

"God, can you blame me?"

He let out a chuckle as the smirk grew on his lips, which she immediately found herself kissing, again. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck, and his hands gripped her waist with an almost painful amount of pressure, but that good, delicious kind of pain.

His other hand busied itself until she heard the shuffle of him removing his pants and finally she felt him against her entrance and she flat out gasped, her eyes clenching shut. "Are you-"

"If you ask me if I'm sure one more goddamn time i swear to- Oh, fuck!" He entered her with one swift move of his hips and the hand not on her waist covered her mouth again.

"You've got to stop doing that."

She couldn't muster up a response as his hips snapped against hers, again, again, and again, and the way he stretched her as he pounded against her relentlessly was so good. Like, painfully, jaw dropping, heart-stoppingly good.

Her hands dropped from their place around his neck, in exchange for clasping the sheets beneath them with such force a very tiny, rational part of her brain was worried she'd shred them. He was unrelenting in the best way possible, and, she realized with another lovely wave of wetness, also not the quietest during sex.

She watched as he clasped his mouth shut, small whimpers leaving his mouth when he didn't, and when he did, those were exchanged for groans from deep within his throat, and they were hot.

Violet Cordova had this man whimpering on top of her and she couldn't be happier. The knot had begun to build for the second time within her and she began to move her legs restlessly as that pleasure built and built, her back arching against his chest. She knew he was close too if the almost erratic movement of his hips was any indication.

Violet went silent, the moans no longer tumbling from her lips but instead just silent stretches and heavy breathing, and finally Jackson let his hand drop from its place against her mouth, instead opting to wrap his fingers around her neck with a soft but delicious amount of pressure that had her tumbling- no, crashing over the edge in less than a minute.

Her back arched even further off of his bed, and he held her against his chest with his right hand as he felt himself come with a few more slow thrusts. Finally, he nearly collapsed on top of her, but caught himself with his arm quickly enough for him to push himself onto his back beside her.

Her eyes were still closed but she dreaded the loss of his hand around her neck, amongst other things. They stayed there, breathing heavily and saying nothing. Jackson stared at the ceiling as he listened to the breathing of the woman beside him. Finally, he turned, resting his head against the palm of his hand and moved to speak, only to fall flat when he realized she was asleep, completely, fast asleep.

He let out a breathless laugh but didn't bother waking her, instead just turned back to his previous position, tugging the blanket she'd kicked to the foot of the bed over both of them, then letting his eyes drift shut until he felt his own consciousness slip away.

Violet hadn't slept that good in far too long, and when she awoke, genuinely and fully rested, she found herself staring dumbfounded at Jackson's sleeping figure as he had pulled her into his chest throughout the night, and her leg was tossed over his, one of his hands holding her thigh, keeping her leg there, while the other had planted itself into her hair. She wanted desperately to believe that was only sex, just fun, mindless sex, but with the way she felt herself memorizing the lines of his face and mesmerized by the simple rhythm of his heartbeat, she knew that couldn't have been all it was.

But the real question was; what was it to Jackson?

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This is an unposted chapter from my Jackson Avery fanfiction called Pretty Boy on both wattpad and ao3, if you’re interested in reading it, my user on wattpad is onyxwp, and it’s pluviophile_a on ao3

This chapter will be posted sometime in the next couple weeks, the first five chapters are up now.

[beforeimdeceased]

A GIRL IS MISSING: LET THE DEAD BURY THE DEAD ❄️🧣⚰️

synopsis: someone left behind a beautiful corpse.

a/n: finally putting the mystery/thriller into this mystery/thriller fanfic wooo! if you wanna set the tone while reading: i listen to a lot of ethel cain and princess chelsea while writing this series!

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walking over to them felt like a juvenile attempt at making friends. your body clenched. sweat dripping down your neck and building at your hairline. teeth making crescents into the sides of your tongue. you appear before the three grievers and struggle between offering a smile or a handshake or both. you settle for an awkward wave. ellie is too busy comforting abby and they don’t notice you, but jesse does. he gives you a simple nod.

it’s interesting being this close to them. watching their dynamic. abby is completely torn in the way you’d imagine ellie should be. ellie is frowning but in the way you’d imagine jesse might be. jesse has the tear streaks you thought ellie would have. you take a deep breath, awaiting maria’s further instructions.

“alright and team 4,” she pauses looking over at their sad faces. “we’re going to have you guys search near the creek.”

you remember playing by that creek. using the water for mud pies and dirtying up your hands and clothes. coming home and getting lectured about it. getting asked about the stains at school. you were an explorer, an adventurer, and a creative out there. you’d hoped that time didn’t make all that wash away.

jesse drove. ellie took the passenger’s seat, fingers fiddling with a ring. a cursive letter d etched into a heart on top of it. abby sat in the back with you, her head looking outside the window. watching the life pass by.

you couldn’t stop yourself from trying to figure them out. which one was the last to see her? what did they talk about? what did she say? do any of them think she’s alive? are any of them hiding something? do they know where she is? did they kill her? are they planning on killing you now because they can tell you’re figuring them out?

“i can’t do this sober.” ellie breaks you out of your thoughts. you realize that you’ve already arrived at the creek. jesse pops open his glove box and pulls out a flask. your stomach sinks a bit, you feel guilty for being accusatory. even if it’s just in your head.

“one sip, each of us gets one,” he takes his. “but we need our heads on straight if we’re going to find her.” jesse hands it to ellie. she looks at him, a real mean piercing gaze. something crude on her tongue? she puts the flask to her lips and takes a sip, then holds her hand out back towards you.

you can’t refuse, it’d be rude. so you take it and take a sip, then you look over at abby. you’re scared to touch her. to scare her. to make her start crying again after she’s finally calmed down. it’s almost as if ellie can read your mind, she calls out abby’s name.

“what is it? oh, we’re already here? i zoned out.” she looks away from the window and you hold the flask out in front of her. jesse looks at her through his rearview mirror. “one sip. and make sure you’re wearing your gloves, you don’t need anymore bruises on your hands.”

she takes a sip. “because people get funny ideas?” she raises her eyebrows. saying it like it’s something we’re all supposed to know the answer to. like it’s a stupid question. jesse shakes his head. “no, because i care about you. but, you make a good point.”

“you’ve just been crying a lot.” ellie chimes up. “i thought you would’ve run dry yesterday, but you’re still crying.”

your eyes widen as you listen to them. attempting to decipher what all of this means. if what you were thinking earlier was true. if these would be your last moments alive, because now you certainly knew too much.

abby looks over at you. “do i cry too much? wouldn’t anyone cry this much if someone they cared about was gone?”

you open your mouth to speak but you’re interrupted. “you say that like she’s not gonna come back.” jesse grips the steering wheel.

“she didn’t fucking run away.” ellie scoffs, rolling her eyes. “cmon let’s go before we lose daylight.”

as you leave the car, you take a deep breath. the tension in that moment was rigid. suffocating. why were they arguing? is that normal? you’d never been alone with these three. you’d barely even had a conversation long enough to remember. you didn’t know these people. you didn’t know what you’d gotten yourself into by volunteering. you didn’t know what was going to happen at this creek.

“if we split up, we’ll cover more ground. do you know the creek well?”

it takes a moment before you realize jesse is talking to you. you nod, and he looks at ellie. “alright ellie, you go with her. i’ll go with abby. let’s meet back here in twenty minutes. i’m serious about that too, a storm’s coming.”

“well we never would’ve known, weather man. thank you.” ellie trudges towards you, wrapping her scarf around her face. jesse rolls his eyes before walking in the opposite direction with abby. you look over at ellie before gesturing your head forwards. you start walking ahead of her hearing her boots hit the snow behind you. then she speeds up and walks next to you. sniffling.

“didn’t you think abby was being weird back there in the car?” she starts. “i mean, it seems to me like she thinks i know something. like i’m hiding something because i’m not bursting into fucking tears every three seconds but…it’s not like i’m not sad. fuck.”

you nod along, pulling a flashlight out to get a better look at the ground. at any possible fresh track marks in the snow.

“i’m angry, at myself mostly. i’m fucking…scared. i miss my girlfriend.”

she looks over at you, and you nod. you don’t say anything you just nod. you let her know she’s understood.

the crack of a tree branch is heard closer to the deeper end of the forest. closer to the frozen over creek. you look at each other once before walking towards it. stomping on in the snow while periodically wiping at your nose.

when you reach where you can guess the sound came from, you hand ellie the flashlight. “here, hold it towards the water. there could be something around here.”

she does as you ask, holding it still so you can look. in all honesty, you were losing hope and just trying to pass the minutes by. it was fucking freezing, and from what you’d learned at the after-search meetings, dina was scared of this part of the woods. she wouldn’t come through here for a million dollars, jesse’s words verbatim.

“you know the police won’t even help out? they don’t think she’s missing. maria’s the only adult in this town who gives a fuck.” ellie chimes up as you wipe some snow off of a rock. you look back towards her, cough up into the icy air, then stand. “what about your uncle? isnt he on the force.”

she looks away for a moment. even though you can’t see her frowning you can tell from the sadness in her eyes. “i don’t wanna talk about it-“

a horrific and tragic scream is heard in the distance. the scream of a young woman. you both turn your heads towards it, then each other, before running to the commotion. it takes two minutes to get through the barren woods. ellie tripped once, and you twice, before coming across jesse and abby. abby is wailing, worse than she was in the church. worse than you’d ever seen her. you can almost hear ellie’s heart stop.

“els don’t look.” jesse grabs her before she can reach the scene. she’s beating against him with her hands, cursing harsh under the scarf. “what is it jesse? tell me what is it? what the fuck is going on?” her voice cracks and tears begin to fall as she falls into him.

you walk past abby, who’s on the ground holding her stomach. she pulls her scarf off and runs behind a tree. you can hear her throwing up. throwing up and crying.

you could’ve never guessed that you’d be seeing what you were right now. not in a million years. a bloody young woman who looked like she’d been ripped in half by some heinous creature. her insides on full display for you. her skin discolored. and the smell, it was god awful. and in what you could only guess was her hands, a heart necklace with the letter e in cursive etched into the front.

the worst part was that, from what you could make out, this was not dina. dina didn’t have the tattoos these remains had. dina didn’t have green eyes. so who the hell is this, and how did she get dina’s necklace?

[yourlocalwriterandreader3451]

The Runt - Billy the Kid

Warnings: gunshots, Jesse Evans existing is his own trigger warning

Chapter Thirteen

The next morning Laurie was sitting on the fence of the small horse pen, watching a few of the guys play baseball as Artax stood by her, gently nuzzling her with a nicker. His brown eyes were still the softest and kindest looking things Laurie had ever laid her eyes on, she believed that this horse truly understood her, knew how she was feeling. Her arm was feeling better, it just hurt a lot whenever she moved it a certain way and she needed to change the bandage every now and then, but she was okay, mostly.

A gunshot sounded from the top of the hill, catching everyone’s attention and causing Laurie to jump and fall backwards, falling right in front of Artax with a grunt as all the guys rushed over to the fence, grabbing their own rifles before taking aim at a few riders trotting down the hill. Billy made sure he was deliberately standing in front of Laurie to make sure she was shielded from any crossfire if this was an attack.

“Jesse, it’s me, Baker!,” one of the riders called as he and his buddy came trotting over on their horses, Laurie immediately identified both of the horses as mustangs. 

“Hold your fire, hold your fire!,” Jesse demanded, making everyone lower their guns as Laurie climbed back over the fence. She was curious as to what was going on but she was also wary, she didn’t know these unfamiliar men. Jesse walked over to the man as he and his friends pulled their horses to a stop. “Fellas, allow me to introduce you to a very old friend of mine, Frank Baker.”

Artax pinned his ears as he snorted, pawing at the ground from the pn, he clearly didn’t like this Frank Baker guy, and if Artax didn’t trust somebody, Laurie didn’t either. The teenager stuck close to Billy, eying Frank like a spooked doe.

“Sure am happy to see all of you. Me and Jesse go back a while,” Frank said, “Always talked about going into business together. That’s why I’m here.” His eyes landed on Laurie. “Didn’t know you guys were accepting runt girls now, too.”

Laurie looked at the ground. Great, another person in my life to call me that, the young teenager thought. Billy shot Frank a look, oh, if only looks could kill. Frank seemed to completely ignore Billy’s glare and he continued to speak, “We have an opportunity for you boys, and girl, opportunity to make a great deal of money, as well as have some fun.” 

Frank sat up from his horse as his little business offer continued. “You know, I know you need to quit this place. I read the papers. And I also think that you need the money to put some meat on that kid’s bones, too.” His gaze averted to Billy, who was standing next to Laurie and often looking at her to check in and see if she was okay. “I understand that you’ve got William Bonney here with you.”

“Yeah, I’m here,” Billy confirmed, looking back at Frank. “And that ‘runt’ as you call her has a name, it’s Laurie.”

Frank tied his reins to his saddle horn and dismounted, removing his riding gloves as he slowly approached Billy, who instinctively tucked Laurie behind him, keeping his blue eyes trained on Frank. 

“It sure is a real pleasure to meet you,” Frank said as he shook hands with Billy, “We’ve all heard a lot about you. It’s my understanding that the kid behind you has been your travel buddy.”

Billy didn’t say anything as Jesse glanced over at the interaction and Laurie could tell he wasn’t really happy. But she couldn’t figure out why exactly he seemed upset. Her train of thought was interrupted, however, after Jesse suggested that they go inside. However, Laurie didn’t follow, instead, she turned back to where Artax stood. The young stud seemed antsy, snorting and pawing at the ground, pretty much chomping at the non-existent bit in his mouth. Something was really bothering the quarter horse, Laurie wasn’t sure what it was, but whatever it was, it was something bad. 

A/N:

Super short chapter, sorry!

I haven't updated in a while omfg

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hiii i love love LOVE your writing so here's a smut request!!

female reader and ellie have been hooking up for a while and even though they're not anything exclusive or concrete, there's obviously more than just hook ups between them. one day f!reader introduces ellie to her group of friends (dina, jesse...) as her friend only. it pisses ellie the fuck off and later on, when they're finally in a room alone, ellie shows her how good of a "friend" she is.

THERE it might be a shitty idea idk but i had it in mind for a while. have a nice day/night <3

First of all, I really appreciate that you like my writing. Honestly, your idea is so amazing and I'm looking forward to write it :) Thank you for your request!