#the last of us2

[ukigun]

੭୧ mechanic!ellie literal brain rot. ( head cannons )

don’t even know where this came from, but i’m obsessed wrote this to clear my brain. free me from brain rot 😭🙏

cw: sfw with a little suggestiveness on one.

mechanic!ellie who has a tattoo of a wrench on her hip, so tiny, but such a funny and adorable glimpse into who she is.

mechanic!ellie who rambles on and on about cars, smirking when you look so perplexed. “your brain working, baby?” she’ll tease.

mechanic!ellie who will send you pictures of her face and hands tainted with oil or dirt, sending frowning faces.

mechanic!ellie who wanted you to believe she’s an expert oil changer, so the next day at work, she records a video of herself effectively removing the drain without any oil clinging to her.

mechanic!ellie whose palms are mildly calloused with rough finger-pads; it tickles slightly when she brushes against your skin.

mechanic!ellie who enjoys checking out your car for you, helping out her girl from being charged by other mechanics.

mechanic!ellie who fixes your car for you, stealing parts you need replaced just cause she loves you.

mechanic!ellie who’ll come to your place tense from twisting and bending over, she’ll practically act like she’ll die if you don’t massage her back :(

mechanic!ellie comes to your place smelling like all kinds of different things: gas, old oil, brake cleaner — the list goes on.

mechanic!ellie who immediately crashes in your bed without even changing her clothes. poor girl, so tired, but you hate how you’re going to have to wash your sheets, again.

mechanic!ellie who shows you just how good her hand control is when you let her play with you.

[dinasno1gf]

This gif is so beautiful, the lighting, her hair and the breeze

[lov9r]

i bet her fingers touch all the right places

[caprinyres]

"my comfort character is ellie williams" .....this ellie williams ??? 😭😭

[defenitelydiscord]

She's built for the gays.

[soulofapatrick]

Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy - Jesse x Reader

Summary: Jesse and Y/N are in a secret relationship that has you two always trying to rile each other up until you’re hot and bothered

Words: 2.3K 

Warnings: Smut; not much plot, mostly smut; lots of fluff too obvs

Notes: IT’S BEEN ADDED TO; I’m going to write one for Joel and Tommy with the same title

Y/N’s POV

“Have you heard of save a horse, ride a cowboy?” A sultry sweet voice appears beside me, having me turn away from the conversation I was having with Ellie while waiting for our drinks. It’s a kid not much younger than me leaning against the bar with a coy smile. It sends shivers up my spine, this kid very much not my type with his pasty white skin and messy blonde hair, blue eyes bright and beady as if they’re trying to undress me where he stands. He’s just in it for the sex. Ellie and I get it all the time being kids of the Miller brothers - if you’re in with the Millers you’re practically royalty so of course it doesn’t hurt to bruise his ego a little.

Our drinks are put down and Ellie grabs them, knowing I’m not going to go sleep with his guy. I do play along with him, pressing the palm of my hand on his chest as if feeling him up, flicking my eyes up to his in the most flirty way I can before leaning close and whispering, “Sorry sugar, you’re not the cowboy I plan on riding tonight.” Eyes burn into my back and I know exactly who it is so I’m gripping Ellie’s wrist and pulling her away while the kid hurls an insult or two at me. Those familiar dark eyes finding mine, anger and lust in them as we approach the booth. 

“What did you say to him?” Ellie asks as we sit down opposite Dina and Jesse with Dina glancing at Jesse worriedly as he’s holding his glass a little tight. I can’t help the smirk that finds its way to my lips so I just causally take a long sip of my drink, not sure what it is. Tastes like a sweetened cider but it’s what I always have and I fucking love it. 

“He’s not the cowboy I plan on riding tonight.” I shrug and Jesse spits out his drink while Dina and Ellie laugh, little do they know Jesse’s eyeing me up hungrily now with no anger in his umber eyes anymore. We’ve been together for months now but aren’t quite ready to tell anyone about us which leads to a fun game of who can rile up the other the most before we’re back at either of our houses. Then we’re attached to each other which is expected as I’d say we’re still in the honeymoon phase of our relationship and I fucking love it, hoping we stay like this forever just ya know… with others knowing instead but I’ll wait as long as needed as I love him so much. 

The way he rakes his eyes down my body over the rim of his glass has me hot and bothered and I’m downing the last of my drink, standing up and telling them “I think I’m gonna go find that cowboy now.” 

Ellie and Jesse chortle their goodbyes while Dina yells after me to find them later to gossip about this cowboy. It has me laughing giddily as I practically break into a sprint once outside, heading straight to mine, unlocking the door and kicking my shoes off, hanging my jacket up and waiting. It doesn’t take long, maybe ten, fifteen minutes, before my door is opening and Jesse’s lanky frame appears. He makes quick work of his shoes and jacket before stalking over to me until my back hits the wall and his velvety lips are on mine in a hungry kiss that has me mewling. His hands are on my hips, holding me in place to stop me bucking up for friction as his lips migrate to that sweet spot just below my jaw. 

He bites, hard, before soothing it with his tongue and I’m mewling, his name falling from my lips as I tip my head back to give him more access. A satisfied sound rumbles in his chest as those nimble fingers begin unbuttoning my shirt, lips trailing down my neck and past the valley of my breasts, going lower and lower until he’s sinking to his knees. My thighs squeeze together in anticipation, core aching and needing him so badly. 

“You’ve been teasing me all night, dancing with Dina and swinging those beautiful hips.” Jesse growls against my hip, teeth grazing the sensitive flesh as he pops the button on my jeans. It has my hips moving forwards for some friction but he presses the palm of one hand against my abdomen, tsking as he shimmies my jeans down my legs with one hand, doing it so slowly it’s almost painful and that ache between my legs getting worse as I whine. He doesn’t take his time with my soaked underwear, practically ripping them from my legs, “I’ll trade for more I promise.” He soothes when he throws the now torn fabric across the room. 

“Jesse! O-oh fuck!” My hand flies to his hair when he parts my folds then delves in like a starved man, lips latching onto the nub that has me jolting. The pleasure radiates through my whole body when he begins to explore, tongue licking bold stripes up my folds before he pushes it into my throbbing mound. It’s as if he steals all the air from my lungs, my hips rolling into every thrust until he’s holding me back against the wall, his moan vibrating through my whole body. 

It doesn’t take long for that feeling to begin bubbling up, my thighs shaking with the effort of trying to stay standing as his nose bumps my clit and he’s drawing moans and whimpers from me, my hand tugging at his hair as my hips fight to rock into his movements. His name falls from my lips in a whimper when my walls begin to flutter around his tongue and my eyes roll back into my head when his fingers begin to rub circles into my clit, my whole body tensing as I ride out wave after wave of pleasure and my mind going blank. 

“Sweetheart,” Jesse’s back on his feet, body pressed against mine and fingers under my chin, guiding me into a hot and dirty kiss. Tasting myself on his lips should be disgusting but it just turns me on again, that ache coming back and I’m pulling him closer, my hands tugging at his shirt as he’s wearing too many layers. He complies and my hands fly to his jeans, unbuttoning them and pushing them down far enough for his girthy length to spring out, slapping against his stomach with the head weeping for attention. I go to sink to my knees, reciprocating the act but Jesse’s grabbing my thighs and whispering for me to jump so I do, wrapping my legs around his waist. 

My nails dig into Jesse’s shoulders as he slowly slides me down until he’s bottoming out, his head falling onto my shoulder as he waits for me to adjust, panting against my neck hot and heavy. It’s dizzying how breathless he leaves me, how he can leave me yearning more from just a single touch and the glide of his dick against my walls has my back arching. His name falls from my lips like a prayer as he grinds his hips up into me, causing a delicious friction against my clit but I want more. I need more. I’m wrapping my legs around his waist tighter and tugging at his hair so I can draw him into a messy kiss that has us both breathless. It’s like we’re one, understanding each other without having to say a single word as he feels the want and hunger for more too, his pace becoming rougher and faster but, with no much love and passion. 

“Fuck, Jesse,” I’m panting head flung back as he grips my hips, forcing me down to meet every thrust up with my back pressed against the wall. My shirt is open and my hair a mess, bare skin littered with hickeys and bites. Jesse’s hair plastered to his forehead, umber eyes almost black with lust and I’m hoping that glimmer in them is love but I’m too far gone to really think about it too much. His bare chest is shining with a light sheen of sweat, just as bitten and bruised as mine with a few extra scratches adorning his back and his lips oh so kiss swollen. Everything is hot and sensitive and I don’t think I can handle round three when he wraps those long and delicate fingers around my throat, causing my eyes to roll back as my legs tighten around his waist. 

“That’s it baby, you’re doing so good.” He’s cooing, thrusts getting sloppier the more I clench around him. 

“Hey Y/N, have you seen Jesse? I-AHHH FUCK!” Jesse freezes, my eyes flying open to see Ellie standing in the doorway, hand still on the door handle and mouth dropped open in shock. None of us knowing how to react to this as no one knows about me and Jesse, we wanted to keep it a secret for a little while longer but now that plans out the window with the way Ellie continues to stare before yelling, “USE THE FUCKING BEDROOM NOT THE LIVING ROOM.” 

“It’s my house!” I snap back, frustrated that I’m on the brink of bliss, Jesse twitching against that sweet, sweet spot as he’s got his face buried in the crook of my neck in embarrassment, “Get out!” 

“We’ll be at mine, see you soon.” There’s a knowing smile on her lips before she’s gone with the click of the door. I don’t have time to do anything before Jesse slams up into me one last time, biting a new hickey under my jawline as I feel him fill me up and it causes me to follow him, body tense as wave after wave of pure ecstasy ripples through me until I’m slumping against his chest. He just holds me, trailing sweet kisses from my jawline and up my cheek until he’s drawing me into a lazy kiss. 

“Should we face the music?” He mumbles into the kiss, a soft sigh escaping him as he slips out and helps me stay standing with a strong arm around my waist as my legs shake. 

“Shower, ” I mumble back, rest my forehead against his chest and he seems to agree by the light rumble in his chest, “Then I’ll face Ellie and Dina.” 

He hums, lips against my neck as he walks me backwards towards the bathroom but we don’t make it that far, the back of my legs hitting the edge of the bed as he murmurs, “Thought you planned on riding a cowboy.” 

“Hmmmm, maybe I will.” 

It’s enough for him to push onto the bed, climbing over me and pressing open kisses along my neck and any bare skin he can find. I’m so enthralled by this man I’d do anything for him and I know it’s vice versa, the way his hands trail over my skin it makes me feel like the prettiest person in the world. It makes me shy every time he sees me, the way he looks at me, deep eyes full of emotions that make me weak at the knees and I want to just disappear unable to process the feeling in my chest. Jesse’s going it now, leaning on his right forearm to prop himself as he just watches me, featherlight touches skimming up and down my stomach and legs before he’s leaning in as if to kiss me but he stops centimetres away, whispering, “I love you.” 

Those three words are paralysing, stealing the air from my lungs in a different way as he waits to see how I respond to him whispered honesty. My body doesn’t know whether to cry or kiss him so I opt for the latter, my hands tangling in his already messy hair and yanking him down into a passionate kiss before mumbling those three words back against his lips. He’s smiling into it now, the kiss turning intense as if we’ll die without the other. Hands exploring each other as we just take in this new feeling, this new passion and this new love, wanting it to last forever. 

Everything is slow and full of love this time when Jesse rolls us over so I’m on top, the way his eyes trail over my body, thumbs rubbing circles into my hips and his bottom lip between his teeth. Those umber orbs flick back up to mine as he slowly begins to move my hips, folds sliding over his hard length and coating it in my juices, teasing us both until neither of us can wait much longer. He slides in with ease and we both let out a breath as he bottoms out, everything feeling different this time and more intense somehow. I begin to grind my hips against his, watching the way his eyes slip shut and his hands tighten on my hips trying to just hold me in place and a moan escapes his parted lips. 

“Baby girl,” He whimpers, forcing his eyes open to meet mine, “I want this to last.” 

I get it, I want this to last too, leaning down to press a sweet kiss to his lips in understanding. The angle causes him to slip out a little so he’s pushing me back up and this time he hits that bundle of nerves and I’m tightening around him in pleasure and he’s hissing. The ache is too much for me not to move so slowly, I raise myself until just the tip is still inside me before sinking all the way back down. It doesn’t take long for us to find a rhythm, my hands splayed across his chest for balance and his hands are around my wrists, having moved from my hips to give me free rein. I’m not going to last long with the way I’m already fluttering around him and he’s not far behind, dick twitching with every slide but I want to savour this so I swap back to grinding. 

“Fuck,” I’m panting, my thighs burning as they clamp against Jesse’s sides, arms giving way and I’m collapsing on top of him. He moves his arms to wrap around me as he thrusts up into me a few more times before his hips are stuttering and he’s drawing me into a open mouthed kiss and I think I come again from the feeling of him filling me up, “I love you Jesse.” 

“I love you too Y/N.” He murmurs back, both of spent and sated and ready for sleep,  Ellie and Dina long forgotten along with the locking of my front door as I roll off of him. He just pulls me to him and grabs the end of the duvet, tucking us in before he’s kissing my forehead and we let ourselves drift off with the knowing that we’re in love.  

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[katipilem]

A little sketch of gloomy Ellie

[robertacolindrezlvr]

i’m so in love w this woman.

[the-other-bird]

[1ris1sland]

SOMEONE. ANYONE PLEASE DO MUSICIANXREADER & ROCKSTAR!GFXELLIE AND ITS LIKE READER MAKES A BREAKUP SONG ABT ELLIE AND SEES ELLIE IN THE CROWD AND STARES AT HER WHILE SAYING ONE OF THE LINES (PLS VAMPIRE BY OLIVIA RODRIGO) PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS FEed MY DELUSIONS!!!!!

[shawsfinalgirl]

selfish; an elliedina one shot!

warnings; none// mentions of ptsd & joel (gif credits to owner!)

summary- ellie’s nights are plagued by memories, but there’s only one person who can pull her away from the waters that threaten to drag her from the shore.

<3

rain falls softly on the porch of the farmhouse. ellie sits silently on the edge of the stairs, wood creaking beneath her with every breath. she signs lowly, running her hands through her hair, damp from her usual insomnia driven walk. she tries everything she can not to disturb dina and jj walks outside, but she knows, deep down, that dina notices it. how her side of the bed is always cold. how she gets distant every time after tommy visits. she can’t help it. it’s what he would’ve done. she thinks of him everyday. when she plays the guitar. when she feeds the sheep each morning as dina sleeps. she can’t help but think of what if would be like if it he was still here. to live this quiet life. it’s like a cut that always bleeds, the thought of him. the sound of his voice. it pains her to remember him, but it’s almost worse to forget. but just as she hears it, his voice singing to her from a distance, she’s snapped out of her dream.

“el?” she hears the voice and recognizes it immediately. dina. she hesitates to turn around, to see the look on dina’s face. but she does, slowly.

“hey baby, sorry i didn’t mean to wake you.”

ellie speaks, quietly, voice breaking as dina sits down next to her. she can feel dina’s eyes on her, searching her eyes for something, anything, to tell her what she’s feeling. it breaks ellie a little bit each time she sees that look. almost disappointed, but mostly, saddened. dina smoothes her hands over ellie’s face. her hands run through the amber strands of hair, cut short after a late night when ellie insisted it was getting too long.

“hey. look at me, el.” dina speaks, softly, as she always does. it’s one of ellie’s favorite things about her. how kind she is. how understanding, forgiving, loving she is. ellie wishes sometimes she was more like that, but she can’t be. not after everything. she turns, eyes glancing at the carving on the old oak tree in their front yard before turning her gaze back to dina.

“you don’t ever have to hide from me. i don’t ever want you to be scared to tell me you need me. its ok to need me, you know?”

ellie has to will herself not to cry instantly, as dina speaks the words out. her hands comes up to grasp dina’s wrist as it holds her face. she nods slowly. she knows she doesn’t have to say anything, because dina knows. she always knows.

“nobody ever really needed me. i lost everyone who cared about me, even for a second. and until i met joel, i was ready to give up on everything. everyone. because it felt like every single thing i touched turned into ashes. i just, i can’t lose again. i cant lose you.”

ellie can’t help but confess her thoughts to her, the things kept in the pages of her journal. locked away for only her to know.

“i need you. i’ll always need you. you gave me everything i ever wanted. i knew from the second i met you that you were different. i knew i wanted to keep you all to myself.”

dina reassures her, forhead against ellie’s as she talks quietly. ellie folds faster than ever. head leaning onto dina’s shoulder as she wraps her arms around her waist. if there was anyone in the world who understood her, every part of her, it was dina. the good, the bad, the ugly, she knew it all, and loved her anyway. if that’s not real love, than what is?

“i love you. i fucking love you.” ellie speaks, voice muffled by the fabric of dina’s shirt.

“i love you more.” dina speaks, arms coming to circle ellie’s shoulders. moments like this pull ellie away from the thoughts. the terrible memories that linger in the corners of her mind like a virus. these moments remind her that there is always something to fight for. in her case, someone to fight for.

“not possible.” ellie speaks back, lifting her head, with a glint in her eye and a smirk on her face. she pulls dina into her lap and she immediately breaks out into laughter. she always seemed to know when ellie needed to laugh. when she needed to be dragged out of the high waters that pulled her away from the shore. that sound, god. it just might be her favorite sound in the world. and that smile, that girl. it’s her whole world. she knows jj will wake up soon, if not because of the sound, because of the rain pattering on their bedroom window, but she takes it all in. the smell of the rain and the grass. the sun coming up, painting the sky a soft orange and yellow. the sound of dina’s laughter and brush of her jet black hair against her cheek. she never would’ve thought she’d live a quiet life like this, but she’ll hold onto it. she’ll be selfish just a little while longer. she’ll let this dream live outside of the storybook.

[ukigun]

੭୧ more ellie ; before patrol.

⋆𖦹. : waking ellie up before her patrol. ( from my hcs list )

this is my first time attempting this, so smile n nod pls..

cw: sfw. no usage of y/n. joel is still alive (slight mention). pet names like “baby.” a little scattered..

“baby?” you whisper so faintly amidst the stillness of the room, you aren’t even sure you really spoke. your eyes caress the silhouette of her messy hair before enveloping her with gentle care.

pressing one kiss to her temple, you try again. “els?”

she stirs, her own soft murmur escaping her lips, her words utterly lost in a haze of sleep before she nuzzles closer to you. as much as it swarms you with warmth, as much as you want to cuddle her up and sleep for eternity, you have to get her up.

if she wakes from anything other than you, her mood is pissy all day, so you do this out of courtesy to her patrol partner.

“c’mon els, you have patrol.” you speak in a whisper, lacing your tone with sweetness, a tender plea. “wake up, baby.” you pepper gentle, scattered kisses along her freckled skin. each kiss a testament to the quiet intimacy of your morning ritual.

the smallest hint of a sleepy smirk begins tugging at the corners of her lips, “really, kisses as bribery?” her voice still heavy with the remnants of sleep.

“well it got you up, right?” you retort with a playful, snarky tone before you seal the moment with a tender kiss to her lips now that she’s awake to reciprocate.

you watch as she gets up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes before fixing and smoothing down her hair.

“you’re.. gonna go like that?” you ask, only half teasing.

ellie turns around, a playful scoff released from her lips. “excuse you, it’s just patrol.”

you snicker before getting out of bed too. “yeah, but presentability still matters, els.” you retaliate while fishing out her green jacket from the closet.

handing her the jacket, she accepts with a soft smile lingering on her lips. without a word, she embraces you with a series of tender kisses to your lips. “you know i could stay, skip out on patrol.” she teases, her words whispered between kisses.

letting her very tempting suggestion linger in the air for just a moment, you’re ‘ready’ to pull back from her embrace. “we’ll have plenty of kisses later, els,” you playfully push on her shoulder. “get your shoes on and go.”

she groans and moves towards the collection of shoes, her fingers deftly snatching her boots as she slips them on her feet. “no fun at all.” she teases, her tone laced with mock disappointment.

you roll your eyes with a small smile, “you know joel will never let you live it down if you’re late again.” you remind her.

with a resigned sigh, she stands and adjusts her jacket. “yeah yeah, i’m going” she relents, her voice carrying a hint of reluctancy as she prepares to leave the comfort of your cozy haven.

you follow closely behind as she heads for the door. your hand falls over hers when she reaches for the handle.

with a tender smile, you lean in for one last kiss which you intended to be brief, but of course she elongates it. breaking off with a soft laugh, you gently tease her. “okay, okay. time to go.”

she smiles and leaves, closing the door gently behind her, leaving you alone in the now quiet shared space. you sigh and return to the bed, the absence of her presence palpable.

now, you have to wait forever for her return so you can be filled in on the patrol details.

[dinasno1gf]

this lighting is so angelic she look like an angel.

[lov9r]

[finnsphotos]

[vpinoe]

Abby Anderson.