#the last of us two

[saintgoths]

ᴀɴɢᴇʟꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ

POSSESSIVE!JOEL X SIREN!READER - VEHEMENT.

[PART EIGHT TO THE SIREN SERIES]. ITS ACTUALLY CALLED NOVEMBER.

WORD COUNT - 2,463.

RATING - 18+. [sexual innuendos].

SUMMARY - as joel no longer wants to have a secret affair with you, he gives you a dilemma.

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previous chapter - chapter seven.

It had been late September when both you and Shiloh started going fishing together, it had been a quick trip, but Shiloh hadn’t been passionate about going back to Jackson after the event, he had something else in mind and it was to take you to a private place that had been quite a distance from where you usually fished.

The building had been evidently abandoned, or used to be abandoned as usually left places would have the infected hiding in the dark ready to pounce whoever was lost and ignorant about how well they were at camouflaging. The architecture was towering enough to block the Sun from their eyes, and it had a few cracks along with moss and grown roots that covered the symbol of the building, it had slightly leaned to the side but seemed stable, it still looked pretty, you had thought, and hand in hand with Shiloh, you had allowed your partner to guide you inside the building.

“What is this place?” You had smiled and with your senses you had noted the scent of salt and chlorine.

With a smile, Shiloh gently curved his head to look at you. He had been pretty under the shade, the lights had been on but they were dim, but still enough to have the man glow as if he was an Angel. “This is a place where you can swim without having the potential of any other person seeing your true form.”

As your eyes glinted, you had easily come up with a joke. “Am I supposed to hide my identity?” You had asked and as he comedically rolled his eyes, Shiloh guided you to a door and pushed it open with his one hand, as the door had been old, there was a deep but sharp moan that had responded to the movement “You know what I mean,” he mumbled and once you had saw the sight of the pool which had been clean, you had considered Shiloh had come here before, slain the infected and cleaned up the pool so it could be safe for you to dip in.

“Pool water won’t automatically change me into a Siren,” you clarified, besides you knew how to control your transformation, if you had wanted to change you could, but you couldn’t do it when it came to salt water. It would take a Siren years to learn how to manipulate themselves to still be in their Human form if the Ocean water touched their skin.

You had stood at the top step that led into the water, ready to go in as you had loved the water. “And it took me many trips to the Ocean to gather salt water for you,” Shiloh said with a smile, and as you scrunched your nose, you easily allowed yourself to change once your body dipped inside the liquid. “Well, its mixed with salt water, it would’ve taken me a team to gather salt water to fill up that size of the pool.”

You had laughed as you floated on your back, your tail had gently whipped around as it flicked droplets of the pool’s water against your bare skin. You had sighed as you had spread your arms wide open, allowing the salty water to seep through your nose, your mouth, your eyes, everything, every time you had been away from water, you had missed it, the water was your home, your birthplace, where you had belonged.

“Your beauty---I mean your Siren form is beautiful,” Shiloh breathed out, he had been in his swim wear, shirtless, a view you had usually liked but you would’ve liked it even more if he was wet.

As you had turned to your stomach, you had gently moved your tail so you could push yourself further towards your lover. “When Joel first saw it, he was terrified.”

“He cannot see the beauty in it, it’s the infamous Human Fear,” Shiloh said as he sat on the edge of the floor, his legs inside the water as he lovingly watched you swim towards him, your webbed hands had placed against his knees, the texture of your smooth siren skin had caused him to shudder, but he loved it, it had made him want to feel your hands and body all other his skin, had speculated how it would feel, to make love to you in this form. “It’s good you’re not with him anymore,” he whispered as he drawled his head backwards. “Good that you’re not into him anymore.”

You had shyly smiled, regretful that you had slept with Joel behind Shiloh’s back. “What about the Siren Pack you used to belong to?” Shiloh asked as he slipped himself into the water, sucked in air between his teeth as he had taken in the cold water.

“A Chorus of Sirens,” you had corrected. “We’re called a Chorus of Sirens not a pack,” you had smiled as you wrapped your arms around his waist. “We had the best singers,” you explained. “Before everything had happened, we belonged to the Mediterranean Sea Chorus, but we often met with other Choruses, for traditional holidays, birthdays, parties,” you had sorrowfully smiled, “other traditions.”

“When the outbreak happened, each Choruses from different seas began to protect each other, especially against the Red Circle, they had wiped so much of us out, I was forced to go, to save myself and not look back, but before I did, I promised them that I’d come back, to look for them. I went everywhere, ever beach, seaside, I just couldn’t find them,” you said as you slowly let go of Shiloh who had looked at you with a specific expression, a look of interest and sorrow.

“So, when I came up with the conclusion that they must’ve all been killed off while fighting, I was angry, started coming to the beaches to find any man and eat them, but that all changed when I met---” you then stopped yourself and sighed, but with a short smile, you had felt Shiloh’s wet hand be placed against your cheek.

He had stared at you, had gently pushed your face for you to look at him, to see that he didn’t have a look of judgement, and then he spoke. “It all changed when you met Joel?” Shiloh had asked and with a sad smile you had felt his fingers move to your chin, your chin moving against his fingers as you nodded.

“Because I met Joel,” you agreed.

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Once you had returned to Jackson you had been overrun by a crowd of curious people who had been willing to buy what you had been selling, fish to eat and fish to have as pets, you had a crowd trading with you, Bella who had been a part of the crowd had stood on the tip of her toes, her hand punched through the air as she crazily waved as a sign that she was coming towards you.

People were quick to leave with their new assets so there weren’t going to be much people that were going to hear the conversation you and your closest friend were going to share. “You came back later than usual,” Bella said, she had her signature red lipstick, a type of shade you would’ve disliked seeing on other people, but it had fit well on her, it was like the shade of blood from a freshly cut wound.

“Shiloh took me a place,” you shared and with a wink, Bella grinned at you. “You got down to business?”

With an arched eyebrow you placed one hand against your hip. “Of course.”

As much as you had wanted to share what Shiloh had done to you to your friend, the sight of Ellie had made you press your lips together, she had been excited to see you, and it appeared like she had left Joel’s home, she usually was in a chirpy attitude whenever she left his home, it must’ve meant they finished watching a movie.

“This time, I have to get a fish,” Ellie said and as you had happily showed Ellie which ones she could choose, Shiloh had been behind you, he had finished conversing with someone who was a part of the crowd that was buying from you.

He had his arm wrapped around your waist fore he briskly pressed his lips against your cheek, his motion had earned a disgusted look from Ellie. “I’ll be at the hospital,” Shiloh shared and as you had happily scrunched your nose you had bid your boyfriend a goodbye fore you had watched him leave.

-With a plastic bag that had held the fish she had wanted, a Betta Fish she had been unsure what to name it, she had told you to give it a day and she’d find the perfect name for it. “Did you use to be a diver?” Ellie inquired and with a smile, you had straightened your back.

“A free diver,” you corrected and with a look of admiration, Ellie had gasped, more reason to put you up on a pedestal. “Used to get into competitions as well,” you had winked and with excitement, the young girl had hopped on both her feet.

“Did you win any trophies?” Ellie asked and with a look sent her way, you had looked at her with a perceptive look on your face, telling her, “of course, I did.”

With a gasp, Ellie’s green eyes sparkled. “Do you have any of them?”

-“Ellie,” you drawled. “Of course not.”

Feeling stupid, Ellie had then frowned. “Of course not,” she repeated. “You probably lost all of them.”

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A couple of days had passed and you had found yourself in a bar, it had been Maria’s birthday and almost all the adults in the community had packed themselves into the building, fortunately, there had been space, space for people to dance around and dance with each other, hot food and drinks were being served, and you been right by Shiloh who had been drinking countlessly in the name of Maria.

Joel who had been on the other side of the room had watched you, you had felt it, every time his sight would glance over your body, as if he telepathically yearned for you to come speak to him. Though it had stopped, but every now and then Joel would steal a glance from you and Shiloh would be the one to catch it.

“Of course, he’s the jealous ex,” Shiloh slurred, eyes narrowed as he threw Joel threatening darts, Joel who had been unmoved by the slimmer man’s attempt of intimidation folded his arms.

With a sigh, you put down your glass cup and spoke. “Leave it alone Shiloh.”

“The audacity,” he continued. “To make you feel bad for what you are, and act like the ex that did nothing wrong.”

As you had hushed him, you had awkwardly scanned the area to make sure no one heard what he was speaking about, fortunately no one did. “Please don’t speak about it,” you pleaded, aware that if Shiloh did speak more, people would nosily eavesdrop.

With a twisted face, Shiloh hunched over the bar table the both of you had been on. “Why are you defending him?” He asked and flabbergasted you had sat up.

“I just want the situation to be left alone,” you truthfully said, aware with how people started to lean closer towards the both of you. With a sigh, you had turned to Maria with an apologetic look on your face. “I’m so sorry Maria,” you apologised grateful that she had waved it off. “He had too much to drink,” you said as you pulled yourself off the seat you previously sat on. “Come on, let’s go, I’ll take you home.”

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You had left Shiloh at his home and proceeded to go back to yours, you had made sure your partner was comfortable in his sleep before you left his home, as much as you had wanted to stay with him, a pull in your mind wanted to have a moment of peace, so it was your home as the final outcome.

You had just taken off your shoes when you heard someone knock on your door, you furrowed your eyebrows in thought Shiloh might’ve followed after you, but you were wrong, it was Joel.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” you said and without permission, he had stepped into your home.

“I’ll leave after you make your decision,” he said, and anxious that anyone had saw him come in, you quickly closed your door. He wasn’t drunk or tipsy, but you were aware that the few sips of alcohol and gotten him confident in what he wanted to say.

It had looked like he was more muscled than before, or it was the outfit he was wearing, his beard was growing, you were usually the one who trimmed it down, but he looked manlier with his growing beard, you saw the way he scratched his neck, his hazel eyes still on you as he carefully watched how you moved, it wasn’t necessarily forbidden for Joel to come him, but it was somewhat of a silent agreement both you and Shiloh had shared, for you to not see him again, but you did break the rule, countless of times whenever you had visited Joel when everyone else was asleep.

“I no longer want to have a secret affair with you,” Joel muttered. “It’s either me,” he said. “Or Shiloh.”

Arms crossed; you had anxiously tapped on your feet. “You’re putting me in a difficult situation,” you replied, avoidant of his gaze. “This has all happened because of how you reacted when you found out what I was.”

Shocked, Joel frowned. “How was I supposed to react when I found out the woman I loved was half fish?”

“When Shiloh found out what I was, he didn’t react the way you did,” you argued, aware that you had been wrong, everyone reacts differently, but you had so wanted to be right.

“He knows what you are?” Joel said, his eyes wide in realisation.

You sighed. “He always knew what I was,” you answered before Joel could say anything else, aware that if you didn’t tell Joel that Shiloh knew what you were before the two of you dated each other, he would’ve pressed further. “He accepted me, so I’m going to pick Shiloh.”

Disturbed, Joel leaned backwards, for a moment you couldn’t quite understand what expression he had worn on his face, but you had feeling he was unprepared for you to pick him, angry even, but without another word, he had turned around and left.

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[caprinyres]

her gay ass was so fucking happy 😭😭

[slutt4ellie]

A night like no other..

Loser!Ellie x Reader

It started off like every other night 💕

Summery: Ellie invited you over for a movie night not thinking much of it, until you guys took the next step

(Not proofread!!)

warnings! ⚠️: smutttt!!! / fingering / edging / loser!ellie / ✂️✂️✂️ (scissoring) /

It was a late night but you knew it was gonna be even longer since Ellie invited you over, you’ve been dating for about 3 months and you guys hang out practically everyday.

Ellie said she wanted you to come over to watch another dinosaur movie for the 50th time, but you agree, because you love her. Plus! The movies are sorta interesting but Ellie can’t know you think that way or she’ll shower you with about 50 more facts per day.

As you were watching the movie you were getting bored, because it’s literally the same thing every movie, life is normal then the dinosaurs come out and kill all the humans leaving the 2 main characters behind. Sooo you did all you could think of, you start kissing Ellie’s neck. Ellie starts giggling “stop watch the movie!” You laugh “I am!” “No you’re not you’re kissing me!” But that doesn’t stop you, you just keep going.

You start touching Ellie’s neck still kissing her and at this point Ellie pauses the movie her face already bright red. Ellie goes in first and starts kissing you needy, this girl is 2 seconds in and already acting starved. You start to kiss her back fast continuing to kiss Ellie’s lips and jaw slowly flipping the position over so you’re now top.

You guys haven’t gotten this far yet, Ellie’s always super nervous and backs out last second. She said she’s nervous for it all. So you obviously wait, that last thing you’d wanna do is pressure, but today it seemed like they’re was no intention to actually stop.

Ellie moves her fingers to the bottom of your shirt slowly going under. “Can I?” and as she asks this you can see she’s insanely nervous because her face is bright red and her hand is shaking. You give her a light nod and she waste absolutely zero time to actually take off your shirt and throw it somewhere in the back of the room. You start to slowly lift up her shirt kissing her stomach and happy trail as you unbutton her jeans.

“Are you going to-?” She ask not even being able to finish the sentence, her face is bright red and her glasses are slipping as she looks down on you. “Mhm, unless you don’t-“ You can’t finish your sentence because she blurts out “No!- I mean no, I- I do want you to.” After she says this you nod understanding and you start to unzip her jeans..

As soon as her jeans are off you can see an already big wet patch on her boxers. She seems almost embarrassed by it but you didn’t care, it was sorta cute.? You start to kiss her underwear not moving the underwear wet, you’re taking your time. You know that you guys are in no rush.

Ellie already is moaning just from the light kisses “Ngh- fuck..” You slowing move her boxers to the left. As soon as you do that, you get a clear view and see her throbbing clit practically begging for you. You lean your head in latching  your lips around her clit as she moans your name.

Neither of you have done this so as of now it’s a guessing game of what’s actually right! You slowly insert on of your fingers and as soon you do Ellie arches her back and moans super loud “fuck i’m gonna cum..” You almost immediately reply “No, not yet.” You’re not even a dominant person that sorta just slipped out. “fuc- no i’m going to cum” she says louder so you instantly slip out you fingers and pull your head back.

She looks down almost confused “Did- Did I do something wrong?” You shake you head “No, just don’t cum yet Ellie” She nods fast grabbing your head and putting you back on her clit. As soon as your lips latch again she’s hit with the wave of Euphoria. “fuck” she says with a breathless sigh.

And just like last time her back is arching and she’s moaning loud about to cum, so you do the same thing, you pull out your fingers and lean back. “Please..” she whines “Not yet Ellie” you shake your head looking at her. “Okay I won’t just don’t pull back!” She says grabbing your head again.

You guys are now about 4 minutes in and she looks like a reck, her face is bright red glasses are foggy, and she has a light sweat going on, on the top of her forehead. “Please..” She moans desperately begging at this point “Count to ten.” You say fast still fingering her.

“one- uh two, three, fuck-“

“Restart.” You say.

“what?” she lets out another breathless sigh her back arching

“Restart Ellie.” You say having her nod immediately like some obedient child.

“one- two, three, four, five. fuck” She whispers grabbing the sheets

“six, seven, eight, nine, ten” She doesn’t even waste time before she’s arching her back moaning loud after the insanely an intense Euphoria she just felt just.

Shes also breathing insanely fast and you notice this crawling back up to see her “You okay? To much??” Ellie quickly nods her heading shutting it down.. “no….” She sighs completely out of breath

As you’re pulling your shirt back on she looks at you almost confused “What are you doing” You reply also confused “Putting back on my shirt” She instantly shakes her head. “You didn’t get off” “Oh that’s fine” You shrug, it doesn’t bother you that much. “No you didn’t get off c’mon” She grabs your hips kissing your neck “Ellie it’s okay” You smile, you are just as nervous as Ellie was. It’s not like you’ve done it either.

Ellie doesn’t listen listen though, her calloused fingers trail to your jean button. She slowly unbuttons it pulling down the zipper while kissing your collar. She leans you back finally taking off your jeans “You’re beautiful” You get insanely red looking at her nervously.

She cautiously pulls down your underwear and you just moan at the thought about Ellie touching you. She sorta smiles and places her dripping cunt on top of yours

You moan fast and loud “Nghh- fuck me..” And as soon as you say that Ellie starts moving, your clits rubbing together. Back and forth, and back and forth. You’re already gripping the sheets 0 clue how ellie lasted for more then 2 minutes “Don’t fucking cum yet” Ellie’s surprised at her own words, she’s a really really really shy person, and she feels bad even talking to you like that.

Opposite to her though you’re now even more turned on simply because Ellie never acts like this. You lean your head back eyes leaning to the back of your skull. “fuckkk..” you sigh out again breathlessly it turning into a moan shortly after.

You grip the sheets tight and Ellie sees you’re already making it to that point “don’t fucking cum slut.” Ellie again feels horrible but she’s heard of other people doing it so she just thought mine as-well try?

You’ve been going on for about 3 minutes now already reaching the point “Please Ellie’s” and as soon as you say that she pulls out the same card “Count.” She says, you seem sorta confused. “To what..?” You moan out

“Until I tell you to stop.” Her saying this has you now nodding like an obedient child.

“one, fuck two.. three- four..” You let another loud moan but continue “five- six.. seven. eight, nine, ten” You look at her excepting her to say stop. Yet she doesn’t so you continue.

“eleven, twelve, thirteen” Then Ellie cuts you off “Cum for me..” You immediately arch your back and cum, it felt so surreal yet so good, you grab onto Ellie and there’s muffled sorry’s coming from her, she really didn’t want to hurt your feelings saying all that. “I’m so sorry- I’m-“ You start talking cutting her off “Ellie I liked it, it’s okay.” You sorta smile as you lean your head in her neck finally falling asleep.

You’re in love with her.

A/N : I don’t have much to say other then this is my first ever smut, so I hope you did enjoy! I’ll be trying to post different stuff sorta consistently!

[melonluver]

Could you pretty please do a Ellie audio where she’s your best friend and she confesses her love towards you and end up a couple 😭

Ellie Williams Audio

Here's the audio. I accidentally changed it up and I didn't make her your best friend she's like only your friend I guess idk.. you and her are also a couple at the end I guess, I just didn't make it clear. It's a bit different than your request sorry <3

Song: welcome and goodbye by Dream and Ivory

[coolaboutlucy]

GIRL COME OUTSIDE NOW IM TRYNA COME BUSS YA DOWN IM TRYNA GO ROUND 4 ROUND IM TRYNA GO TIT FOR TAT

[andersonsprincess]

i need her carnivorously

[scokslvoer]

𝗔𝗯𝗯𝘆 𝗔𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺!𝗰𝗵𝘂𝗯𝗯𝘆!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴:light sexual content, talks of oral and sexual acts but nothing in detail. lots of tooth rotting fluff (MDNI. minors will be blocked.)

+the first time she saw you, she was HEAD over HEELS.

+she had seen you walking by through the gym window, in your little white sundress with lilac flowers patterning it and puffy sleeves.

+she immediately new she needed your number. she had stopped mid set and ran out of the gym, just to get it.

+it shocked you at first, who wouldnt be shocked to see a 6 foot, extremely good looking blonde 19 year old running up to them from seemingly nowhere?

+she was running so fast she almost bumped into you, her face beet red and skin glistening with sweat from her workout.

+the whole encounter was very awkward. but she walked out with a cute girls number, and a date scored for next tuesday. she thinks it was worth it.

+absolutely OBSESSED with your tummy. she loves laying between your legs as you read, just resting her head on your soft stomach. she's definitely the type to trace over any stretch marks or scars with her fingers in admiration.

+also loves your thighs, if you get what im hinting at.

+when shes driving in her fancy sport car, you in the passanger seat obvi, she will rest her hand on your thigh, kneading the plush skin with the occasional pinch just to hear you whimper and whine her name.

+spends most of her time between them though, for sure. licking and nibbling your soft rosy bud, while three of her fingers plunge in and out of you, hitting the right spot each time.

+miss girl has your legs SHAKING everytime she eats you out. and she definitely leaves plenty of marks too. she needs everyone to know you are hers when you wear your short little dresses.

+a sucker for you on your knees too. she loves sitting on the couch in your shared apartment, watching tv with you between her legs, head resting on her inner thigh. she loves those sweet little doe eyes you give her when you want attention, or when you whine from the frustration of not getting enough friction from the boot shes currently wearing and rubbing against you, in just the righ spot.

+she would always be there to kiss away any insecurities you have.

+people giving you funny looks in public with her? she will immediately call them out and make them turn their heads away in shame.

+feeling insecure about your tummy or thighs? stretch marks or arms? she will immediately reassure you and leave sweet kisses on your face, kissing all your salty tears away.

+holds you close to her chest, letting you sob it out on rough days, her hands caressing your love handles, or rubbing circles on your back under your shirt. anything to make her sweetheart feel better.

+definitely orders you two food after you have calmed down, she knows that movie nights with chinese takeout and snacks always makes you feel better <3

[saintgoths]

ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴡʙᴏʏ

ARTHUR MORGAN, SIMON GHOST RILEY AND JOEL MILLER.

SOME PEOPLE MIGHT WONDER WHAT'S GHOST BRITISH ASS HERE FOR AND AHT! IT'S BASED ON HIS COWBOY SKIN.

THIS IS MY THANK YOU FOR 500+ FOLLOWERS POST

WARNING - NASTY SEX, BREEDING KINK AND P!LINKS

ARTHUR MORGAN

He had been so thick you couldn’t help but bite down on the pillow, this isn’t the first time you had him but whenever Arthur was inside of you, you could feel the way you had stretched to adjust to his size, normally when you had fucked men who were in fact bigger than you it was painful, but Arthur, Arthur knew how to use it, to stir you into a swirl of lustful craziness and break you into a whimpering mess.

As reflex, you had tightened around him, your cunt hot as the friction of his beginning motion began to quicken, and when you felt the arch of his cock slip deeper into you, you couldn’t help but push out a trembling sigh. “Oh fuck!” You had moaned, already overstimulated by his embrace, Arthur continued to rock his hips, focused to aid you to reach your high, he had been keen on your every movement, how you would further your arch whenever the tip of his shaft kissed a soft spot and the way you’d tightly grip the bed sheets when your moans would twist into a higher pitch.

It had always been like this, Arthur would at first be silent when it came to fucking you but as time moved on, he’d become more vocal about how good you felt around him, how tight your sex was and how he only wanted you to himself. Arthur barely showed his possessiveness, in shame you’d make fun of him, but if he was aware of how turned on you’d get whenever you would catch him staring down another suitor or belittle them, unconsciously realising he’d be doing it because he craved you, worshiped you and was a love sick fool.

You tucked your bottom lip behind your teeth as you could feel the pad of his thumb stroke your anus, he knew that always shaped you crazy, how your cunt would become wetter and slippery around his girth and how you’d thoughtlessly hump yourself backwards, greedy for his love and eager to feel his cum fill inside of you. “Like that?” Arthur moaned, his voice deep and throaty, rough like pine cones but lewd like the devil himself. “Like that babygirl?” He’d tease and when you’d nod your head, he would move his other hand to your hair, pulling you closer to him while he continued to move his hips forwards.

“Take me,” he whispered into your ear, your eyes blurry as you could feel tears coat your eyes, he was so big, but felt so good, “Take me,” he’d echo while his other hand would slip to one of your breasts, his palm cupped over it as he would circle the nub of your nipple with his thumb and finger. “That’s it,” he’d sooth as your body shook against his. Your moans embarrassingly soared as your nectar would coat around his length and spill against the bed sheets. “That’s it, good girl, cum for me, good girl, yeah? You’re my good girl,” he’d hum as he would continue to fuck you, your mouth wet with your own saliva as you had attempted to sum up words.

Yet, you had sounded so futile, senseless as he fucked his orgasm into you, his semen so hot and filling you had felt some of it leak down your thighs, but you were rapacious, desiring excessively for more of him that when he pulled himself out, you helped his level his wet and sticky cock to your arse.

REFERENCE

SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY

You had lost count on how many times he has made you climaxed under this one showdown, he had just returned back home, impatient but smooth with how he handled you, prior to his return you had sent your boyfriend a plethora of lewd images that had commenced him to fall into his sensual pit, the moment he stepped through the door and closed the exit behind him, he put down his bag and kissed you. Telling you how much he’d take care yet ravage you, and he had always kept his promises.

With his hand underneath your knee, he had continuously rocked his hip forward, with his width had consumed you, you couldn’t help but fall limp within his touch, over-stimulated by the excessive pleasure, you looked at him with watered eyes as you had cried out pleasured wails. “Keep doing that! Keep doing that!” You repeated before he started to moan through your nose you had yelped once you had felt his hand slap against your buttocks.

“Yeah! Oh!” You cried out, beguiled with the hot and dark look that shaded his eyes you had been completely enamoured that he had taken off his mask, revealed everything to you, his body, his scars and the beautiful and comely look he had on his face that had infatuated you every time you took a look at him, you couldn’t believe he was yours, just yours, allowing you to use him for your pleasure as he did to you, he had felt so painfully good you’d whimper whenever you’d feel him slip out of you, dangerously craving for him to fill you up with his cock, there’d be a glint that would briskly sparkle in his eyes once he’d be aware with how much you had wanted him.

“Look at you,” he’d mutter, his heavy voice buried and profound which had set you into another wave of thrill, he had known just the sound of his voice would make you cum and he’d tease you with a comment there and then, but the second he would be set to talking to you while fucking his cock so broad and deep into you, the hearth and wetness of your cunt would profoundly coat his length, making his movements more polished and slick as his cock would begin to throb.

“Taking me like that, you’re such a good girl,” he’d mutter and with your mouth wide open you could feel another crest of orgasm influx and attempt to peak. “You like that? Me fucking you like this, huh?” He’d poke and with a quick nod and eluding words you had gripped your bed sheets, your opening hot as your nectar.

Your eyes tightly screwed shut as you climaxed, agreeing to everything he would say to you. “No one fucked you like this before huh?”

“No! no!” You’d whine, relieved as you would feel his fluids seep into you, his hand that had been under your legs had softened and eventually he pulled himself out of you, his chest heavily moving up and down as he caught his breath fore pressing his lips against your mouth, with a short moan, you had placed your hand against his chest as you returned his embrace, but when you had pulled away, you had looked into his eyes. “Let’s do it again tomorrow.”

“You will be the death of me,” he smiled before he kissed your nose and laid beside you.

REFERENCE

JOEL MILLER

He needed this release, so much pent-up stress and anger he had unconsciously desired to fuck out and you had been there, like a gift for his much tenacious and unyielding force. He had been unsure if you would want him, but the way your eyes looked when you had noticed the hard bulge he had terribly hid beneath his pants, had sent him the green flag, you had actually been the one to make the first move as you had always wanted to fuck him.

He was so big and strong, and you loved the sight of his muscled arms, his muscles arms that had now hung around your waists as you had bounced on his cock, mouth wide open as you had struggled to make noise due to how engulfed you were. You had felt the way his hands had now been placed on your hips as he aided you up and down his length, your sex glazing his cock with its fluids, overwhelmed by how the curve of his cock stroked against your spot, your cunt which had countlessly clenched around him in response to his rugged embrace had commenced you to dig your nails into his muscled chest.

The sounds were so bawdy and erotic, the wet racy noises that were being made by each other’s movements had heated Joel into a further passion, how your breast bounced and how you moved your hips forward as you continuously searched for your orgasm, you were like a bunny in a fever, exposed how much lust you had for him bottled up had moved Joel into an ardent and wistful state, how he had possessively clung onto you as your moans sang into his ears.

“That’s right sweetheart, keep fucking me like that,” he’d groan as he’d screw his eyes shut. “Keep going like that---you feel so good, girl,” he’d whine, his tone gruff and throaty as he could feel himself twitch beneath you, aware how you had moved one of his hands towards your breast, helping him give it a good squeeze before you started to roll your hips, your swift movements compelling Joel into a tranced state as he started to jerk his hips upwards.

He had entered a moment of silence, his mouth opened as he carelessly fucked his cock deep into you, his rough movements had helped you to find your voice again and you squealed due to how heavy and thick he had felt inside of you, how the head of his cock licked your sweet spots thus had sent you into a bubbled trance as you had stopped moving, your figure tense as you had allowed Joel to use your body and milk his cum into you, your eyes rolled backwards as your body had jerked and flinched every second to your own orgasm.

“You good there?” Joel had asked with a smirk and with a brief nod, you had collapsed your body against his.

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[caprinyres]

walking like she got a veiny nine inch strap on that's a little thick and is navy blue(or a dark purple) with a slight curve 😭 BYEE

[slutt4ellie]

Anyone wanna be tagged! 😚 (Just comment if you do!)

posting it in a day or two? just adding a bit of tweaks.

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After this is finished and posted i’ll go back to working on the 2nd part of fated hearts start with fire 🙃 (also lmk if u wanna be tagged in that) ^^^

[painfarms]

THE LAST OF US II

DINA & ELLIE

"jordan, isaac's got us posted up on a two week at the tv station. scars spotted in the area. here's something to hold you over. leah."

[multifictionhell]

Let it Snow

A. Anderson

Warnings: Swearing obviously, reader and Mel run into some infected, but it’s nothing they can’t handle, fluffy ending, just pure Christmas fluff

Written by Chase

Christmas was usually the only holiday anyone liked at the WLF compound, and Halloween, mainly because Owen would scavenge for shitty costumes he found in abandoned shops to try and scare you and Abby with. Christmas, however, was most precious to Abigail Anderson, wanting to spend it with people she loved the most. Snow had to be in her top 3 favourite things about the beloved holiday, and you tried your best to take advantage of that.

On your last patrol with Owen and Mel, you asked them to help you scour a nearby music store for some Christmas records or tapes, wanting to find one with a specific song you knew she loved, ‘Let it Snow’. She talked about how her dad would sing it during Christmas time when she was younger. She may have outgrown the cheesy singing from her dad, but she definitely didn’t outgrow her love for the holiday and the music to go with it, and you had made it your mission to find something that had that song on it.

Mel was more than happy to help, she knew how much Abby meant to you; Owen, however, didn’t care much to help, and just kept watch at the outpost you three had been stationed at, because someone did have to patrol while you two went off on your own.

“Hey, this is a Christmas one!” Mel said gleefully, causing you to look over at the record she flashed toward you.

You scanned the songs on it and sighed in annoyance, not over Mel, but over the lack of such a classic holiday song not being on any of the records you found so far, “No ‘Let it Snow’, this is frustrating, ugh, I just wanna make her happy, ya know?”

Mel nodded with understanding, she knew how it felt to want to make someone you loved happy with something so little, so mundane, and possibly fail to do so. “We can check over there,” she pointed to the building next door, which contained more music, a spot neither of you had checked out before.

“There might be infected, we haven’t cleared that area yet,” you said, then thought to yourself before speaking once more, “but I won’t give up! Hopefully it’s something we can handle, I mean, we’ve made it this far.”

And so you two had set off to make your way to the other side of the building without telling Owen, knowing you guys would make it in and out without a hassle, probably. The two of you were known to go off on your own adventures sometimes and pull them off without a hitch.

Once you both made it to the entrance for the building, you realised you had to climb over in through the window above. Boosting Mel up first so she could open the door, she shushed you immediately, “Fuck, Clickers. As quiet as a mouse.” she looked at you and you nodded in response. There were only about three of them in the room, so you and Mel snuck up behind the two closest ones and shived them, then made your way to kill the last one.

“Easy peasy lemon squeezy,” you said, wiping your hands together.

“The fuck does that mean?” Mel asked while laughing.

You shrugged and said, “I don’t know, it’s something I heard one of the older people in our camp say, it’s a saying from the old world I assume. Weird as shit, but I thought this was a chance to use it.” you and Mel laughed together before setting out to find more records in the store.

“Oh shit!” you exclaimed gleefully, “I fucking found it! It’s in CD form though. Do we have those back at base?” you asked, and Mel nodded, smiling, “Fuck yeah, she’s gonna fucking love this!” you couldn’t contain your excitement, alerting a runner to come straight at you, tackling you to the ground. Trying to wrestle it off of you, Mel instead whipped out her gun and shot it, “Smart move,” you said sarcastically, as you pushed the now dead infected off.

“What? There aren’t anymore around, clearly, I think we’re good. Let’s finish our patrol and get back to base.”

Once the three of you finished clearing out the areas necessary, Owen saw what you held in your hand and gave a small laugh, “Wow, you actually fucking did it,” not believing that you’d be able to find what you were looking for.

You waved it tauntingly in front of his face. “Well duh, I’m clearly a better partner than you ever were,” he clutched his chest, pretending to be heartbroken over it, causing all 3 of you to laugh. He and Mel were a better pairing, as he and Abby fizzled out quickly, and she had most definitely moved on the second she met you.

Back at the stadium, Abby was in her room waiting for you to come back safe and sound. Her door swung open, revealing you covered in snow, causing her to jump up and attack you with a hug, “Thank fucking god!” she said, happy to see you alive.

“You say that everytime I go out for patrol,” you said, rolling your eyes once you pried her off, laughing slightly.

“And I fucking mean it,” just then, she spotted the CD in your hand, ready to grab at it, but you held it behind your back before she could, “Come on, what is it?” she pleaded with curiosity.

“Just get out the CD player,” you lovingly ordered while shedding your heavy coat and snow pants, revealing a cosy sweater and leggings underneath. “Switch it to track 3” you said as you handed the CD over to her.

She obeyed and walked over to you, speaking up the second she heard what song it was, “Oh you didn’t,” her eyes widened as you grabbed her by the hand, “you fucking did?” she asked, clearly knowing the answer.

“Yes, I fucking did,” emphasising the swear word to mock her constant use of it, “Mel and I found a music shop, and I got to thinking, what if I found your favourite Christmas song? We went through a bit for it, I almost died ya know,” you joked, causing her to playfully punch your arm.

You held her hand in yours as the other snaked around her waist, causing her to lean into your touch. She was the happiest she had ever been, that damn smile on her face making your heart jump; you would do anything to see your girlfriend smile, to make her happy.

You spun her around and pulled her toward you, faces closer than ever, whispering, “Merry Christmas Abby,”

Her breath in your face was warm, a lovely contrast to the cold you felt only some time ago “Merry Christmas, Mi amor” she whispered back, clearly picking some Spanish up from Manny.

You looked into each other's eyes lovingly, sealing your first dance with a soft and tender kiss, never wanting the moment to end, and it seemed as if it never would, thank god for the replay button.

[herelieskrisy]

Ellie Williams is a Gryffindor through and through.

(And I will explain why!)

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1. Brave. She is incredibly brave. This trait is seen in her throughout both games. Ellie isn’t one to back away from a challenge and is often making ballsy (stupid) moves, but they usually work out in her favor.

This is also why I think she wouldn’t be a Slytherin because they’re way more calculated. Ellie on the other hand is rash and impulsive, she doesn’t play the long game.

2. Daring. She is constantly taking risks. There is no doubt that Ellie has an adventurous side. We can see it with her curiosity and desire to know more (which is Ravenclaw coded but I don’t think Ellie’s a Ravenclaw). The girl wants to explore space, you can’t get more adventurous than that.

3. Heroic. That girl is chivalrous and heroic as fuck. Yeah, she went on a murderous rampage in the second game, but Ellie has a huge hero complex. She’s the main character for crying out loud. Whether it was saving the world or avenging Joel. Her purpose has always been to help other people, even if her motivation in TLOU2 were selfish. Ellie wants to be part of a bigger cause. She is one of the most selfless people but is forced to be selfish because of her circumstances.

4. Courage. This ties in with bravery but she’s extremely courageous. Her willingness to jump off that bridge in Pittsburgh despite her not knowing how to swim proves that. When she shot that guy who was drowning Joel. Even choosing to raise a child with Dina knowing she was young, unstable, and unprepared. She was constantly challenging her own fears and that’s a true Gryffindor trait. Not to mention she’s confident as hell, despite her occasional awkward moments.

“Just give me five minutes and my knife… I’ll tell you if they were lying or not.”

Please, that is the biggest Gryffindor statement. Self assured, confident, brave, and a touch of cockiness but not in a flaunting manner.

5. Bold. Ellie Williams is BOLD. She has a foul-mouth that she isn’t afraid to use, constantly making a statement and leaving her presence known. She also made a statement by killing half of Seattle! The girl has fucking nerve and it shows.

6. Reckless. This is the biggest thing that sets her apart from house Slytherin. Ellie is constantly making quick decisions without thinking of the consequences. Slytherins are strategic with their decision making. They’re very patient and are willing to put more dedication in their plans if that makes for a better outcome (this is one of the reasons why Slytherins and Hufflepuffs are so similar but I’m not gonna get into that. Long story short, Ellie isn’t patient or strategic in my opinion. Those are the traits that make Joel a Slytherin, and the opposite is what makes Ellie a Gryffindor. While Joel was sneaky and meticulous, Ellie is impulsive and reckless.

7. Short tempered. Cmon, I don’t even have to explain this one.

8. Determined. I know this is seen as more of a Slytherin trait, but it applies to Gryffindors too! The difference is in the patience and motivations.

9. Ties in with Heroism but Ellie very much has a sense of right. She commits heinous and immoral actions in both games, but those aren’t because of her core values. When you’re born into an apocalyptic world, you’re driven to do things that completely contradict you as a person. I disagree with Craig Mazin, Ellie doesn’t have a violent heart. All she wants to do is help others.

10. Honest. That’s it.

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People seem to headcanon Ellie’s house based on her actions in the second game, but we have to take into account that she was devastatingly traumatized and driven to desperation. Your Hogwarts house is based on you to your core, not the situations you’re put through. I look back on Ellie in the first game, when she was truly herself, and I see a true Gryffindor.

Totally okay if you have a different opinion! This is just how I feel personally. I could definitely be persuaded to believe in Slytherin Ellie. For now, I just don’t think that’s her as a person. Her actions in TLOU2 are very Slytherin-like but the motivations behind them stay true to Gryffindor.

She might’ve been chased to darkness, but is still looking for the light. 🤷‍♀️

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[andersonsprincess]

my pov