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ellieslittlewh0re · 11 days

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Please write some skin to skin with Ellie. I need a break from her strap!! Whew <3

yes!! I totally understand where your coming from 😩 I miss the good ol fashioned bumpin & grinding 🩷

𝖺/𝗇 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍 <𝟥

𝑺𝑲𝑰𝑵𝟐𝑺𝑲𝑰𝑵 𝒆.𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒔.

જ⁀➴ 𝐬𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝗀𝗎𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 <𝟑

જ⁀➴ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 (𝖽𝗎𝗁), 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 & 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺

It was still early in the morning, the sun just barely breaking on the horizon, and dew drops stuck to your shared bedroom window from the summer humidity.

Ellie stirred awake, rubbing her eyes as she adjusted to creeping daylight, and then she saw you. Your bare shoulder, and how the light highlighted your silhouette, all the way down your bare sides.

She felt bad of course, after a night where she let her jealousy and insecurities overwhelm her, she ended up saying some things she regretted- things she didn’t mean.

Her hand caressed your shoulder, and down your arm, you were still asleep, but she didn’t intend to let it last long.

She loved you, cared so deeply for you, and you just made perfect sense to her.

Maybe it was her insecurities talking again, but she had to make it up to you, now.

She scoots closer to you on the bed, her bare chest on your back, and her arm wraps around your front, her lips now on your shoulder.

This is when you start to finally wake up, her restless kisses making it impossible to ignore.

You hummed as your eyes blink open, and you quickly remember last nights events.

Sure, you were still upset. It wasn’t unforgivable, but you wanted to make her work for it.

“Baby?” She said, quiet and a little rough, and you ignored her, tucking your face away further into the pillow so she couldn’t see your face.

Another kiss is felt on your shoulder, and then another one a little higher up, and they kept coming until her lips were in the crook of your neck.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered into you, her warm breath making the skin on your arms tingle.

You extended your neck, giving room for her to continue her surge, and a smile kept onto Ellie’s lips, knowing that not only you were awake, but you were inviting her.

Her soft pecks turned wet, her tongue sliding across your skin until it turned into gentle suctioning, and her hips perfectly snug.

You hum again as Ellie’s hand finds your breast, gently rolling the fat between her fingers, taking extra caution around the sensitive nerves.

Her breathing starts to pick up in your ear as her hips are rolling into you, grinding her cunt into your ass, and her hand also became more frenzied, finding its way into your panties, and sliding a index finger between your sticky folds.

You moaned in response, eyes still shut, and wrapping a hand around to pull on the back of her thigh in need of more.

Luckily for Ellie, you didn’t make her work nearly as hard as you should have because her boxers were growing increasingly tight and uncomfortable, sticking and clinging to her cunt as she continued to hump you from behind.

Boby parts begin to stick, her forehead resting on the back of your shoulder, and her thighs against yours. She was relentless with her wrist, but the angle wasn’t favorable.

You’re rolled onto your back, and she’s climbing on top of you, finally abling a kiss, all the while using one of her hands to slide her boxers down the length of her legs, not bothering to take them the rest of the way off as they dangled from one of her ankles.

Your eyes opened the rest of the way, seeing her as she lowers her lips to your chest, planting open mouthed kisses, and you whine as the kisses turned brutish- sucking, and her teeth grazing your nipple as she pulls away.

She gets lower, her bottom lip ghosting the pudge of your lower stomach, “Can I?” She asks, so sweetly, and so unsure, wanting nothing more to get closer to you in any way possible, but never fully satisfied.

You nodded, and it took her no less than a second to hook her pretty fingers around the hem of your panties, pulling them down and tossing them elsewhere with little importance to neither of you.

It started sweet with the trail of kisses up your inner thighs, her warm hands hooking around you, and all her adoring vows spewed between the flicks of her tongue.

See, Ellie loved you- loved fucking you, but it was one of this mornings where her growing itch was starting to physically ache.

She lifts herself, and in your dazed-out haze, you give her a look of confusion, but she’s pulling and pushing at your legs, spreading them until the inner muscles started to sting.

“Ellie, what are you-?” You started to ask, but she pretty much answered your question as she swung a leg over one of yours, her hands on your knees, and lowered herself onto you.

A sharp breath is exhale from your lungs, and a sigh from hers.

“M’sorry, babe… couldn’t wait anymore.”

Her freckled forearm was now covered in raised, pinkish scratches, both from you pulling her closer, and pushing away in overstimulation.

“Ellie… I’m gonna-“ You try to speak, but your voice fails you, coming out in a series of small little wines.

She comes down, her trembling arms barely able to hold herself up, but still continues the wave-like motions of her hips- in and out, gently rolling like a tide against the sea shelled bottom.

She kissed your cheek, a tinge of saltwater on her tongue as her lips lazily rested against your temple,

“I know, baby, me too. Together, yeah?”

She straightens herself, one of her hands pushing on the inside of your knee, ensuring full contact. And it seems so obvious in times like this that you’d always forgive her so easily- kaleidoscopic eyes peeking through dark lashes, her hip bones protruding behind alabaster skin, and the hypnotizing manner of her muscles under strain.

Ellie’s jaw clenched, digging a little harder, and rutting a little faster as her climax approaches, both greedy for her own release, but also sympathetic towards yours.

Almost ritualistic in nature, she repeated your name, and you with hers, your bodies practically conjoined as she collapses on top of you.

Once the air returned back to her lungs, she rolls off, and is opening her arms for you to take position.

And, of course, you do, nuzzling in beside her, and her hand is in your hair, stroking gently at the stands.

This is how your morning came and went, wrapped around your girlfriend, and limbs intertwined, softly snoring away the daylight, and Ellie’s heartbeat being your melodic departure.

i’m so bad at endings I’m sorry but none the less, I hope you enjoyed 🩷

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abbistfu · 3 months

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michelangelo’s ‘the creation of man’ with ellie and abby ♡

#my art <3 #abby tlou #abby tlou2 #abby anderson #ellie tlou #ellie tlou2 #ellie williams #the last of us #the last of us 2 #tlou2 #abby the last of us 2 #ellie the last of us 2 #tlou2 fanart #3d art #ellabs

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serevena · 3 months

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Cum Through.

a.n - a mini rewrite of a fic I released last year on my old writing account, so if you’ve read it, this is why it may be familiar..more updates coming soon! And once again, I felt genius for the title..Enjoy. <3

warnings - provocative language, graphic depictions of lesbian sex, strap is referred to as cock, fingers..in your mouth, hair pulling.

“Fuck..” Ellie dragged on, Her hands gripping your hips. You were sure it was gonna leave marks. The moans slipping out from your mouth were pornographic, and you never ever thought Ellie would be the one causing them.

“You like that? Huh?” She asked, leaving marks on your ass. She just kept pounding and pounding and pounding. You could hear it, and oh, could you feel it.

She was fucking you dumb. The words coming out of your mouth were practically gibberish. Her hands find your hair, quickly and roughly pulling it as she slapped your ass again, and again and again. Tears brimmed your eyes, you liked the pain, You loved the pleasure. “Shit, Ellie..oh..my god..” you surprisingly mumbled out, but you were quickly interrupted by her fingers in your mouth. You could feel her stomach on your back as she was hunched over, which also meant her cock was deeper.

“You like that? Huh? You like your pussy being fucked hard by me? Gonna make you cum so good.”

It’s like she predicted it, because you did. And god, did you cum hard. The silicone was drenched, and so was the tiny pool of a sheet under you.

“Oh, you thought this was over?“ She chuckled, speaking in between breaths.

“This isn’t over, baby.”

#serevena #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie x reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie x y/n #ellie the last of us 2 #ellie williams headcanons #ellie smut #tlou ellie #ellie the last of us #ellie #ellie tlou #ellie x fem reader #ellie x you

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ezllie · 5 months

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IM GOING FERAL OVER THESE TWO HELLOOOO OMG ????

#ellie williams #tlou2 #wlw #ellie the last of us #lesbian #ellie williams the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie tlou2 #ellie x dina #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie the last of us 2 #ellie x reader

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buckleysbitch · 4 days

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summary - hate sex with your mortal enemy, ellie williams.

warnings - 18+, asshole!ellie, literally just pure filth

authors note - finals are done!! i’m free to write for the whole summer woohoo!

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“god damn it.”

the screams erupting from your mouth are sinful, guttural even. you can’t even remember how long you’ve been at this, or how you even got to this point.

getting dicked down by ellie williams.

one of her hands is locked into your hair, another smacking and scratching your ass so hard you’re nearly sobbing, sure you won’t be able to move for days.

“yeah? gettin so soaked from me hurtin you?” she mockingly pouts while smirking to herself at how you’re gushing around her strap.

you can barely give her a response, just pathetic whines that she starts fucking laughing at, all while continuing to drill into you.

“shut the fuck up, n’ listen slut.” the hand she had relentlessly been hitting you with gets clamped tightly over your mouth, as she slows down her thrusts so agonizingly you feel your mind going fuzzy.

“y’hear that?” she growls in your ear, “how fuckin soaked she is fr’ me?” you bobble your head up and down in a last ditch effort to please her, but she doesn’t even hesitate.

“think you should be allowed to cum?”

you seethe through her tightly pressed fingers, tears pooling on her pointer finger as she tauntingly chuckles into your ear.

“go ahead then.” she all of the sudden stops thrusting and peels her hand from your mouth, leaving just the tip of her thick strap inside you. “make yourself cum on my dick, since y’such a whore.”

god, you fuckin hated ellie williams.

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ellieslovr · 3 months

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mad love (e.williams)

a day in the life of you and your girlfriend, notorious killer, ellie williams.

-A/N:This is an excerpt for a longer series i’m working on, which takes place in that same universe. I hope you all like it, if so I’ll post the first chapter! important note at the end too :)

-CW:extreme blood kink,possessive ellie, choking, breeding kink, degradation, strap on sex, spit kink, finger sucking, oral fixation, body worship, praise kink, domesticity kink? (is that a thing?)

-i do NOT condone any of these things irl as a disclaimer, this is a work of fiction.

˚⊹♡ ₊˚⊹♡ ₊˚⊹♡ ₊˚⊹♡ ₊˚⊹

It all happened in a blur. Ellie came home from her latest kill, still giddy with excitement. The adrenaline was pulsing through her veins, and she was practically bouncing off the walls.

She swings the door to the penthouse open and kicks off her steel toed boots, the same she had used to stomp her victim’s face into the ground.

She knew you’d scold her for getting blood on the hardwood you just cleaned, but she was too excited to care. She looks around for any sign of you, but all she sees is an empty room.

She checks the bedroom. Nope, not there. All of a sudden, she hears running water. She silently makes her way towards the bathroom, careful to not alert you. The door is unlocked, so she pushes it open quietly.

You’re humming contentedly to yourself in the shower, some pop song you’d heard on the radio.

With a devilish grin on her face, Ellie jerked the shower curtain to the side. Not expecting it, you scream bloody murder.

Ellie just stands there, beaming at you. Her eyes drop down to your naked body, and she wolf whistles. “Looking good babe.”

You roll your eyes. “You scared me half to death, you dick.” You reply. She smiles, reaching out to touch your cheek. You jerk away from her, and she frowns.

“Come on, gimme a kiss.” You shake your head and point to her clothes. “Take those off and get in here.” You tell her. She wiggles her eyebrows. “Oh? Are you trying to get dirty again?” She asks, laughing.

You whack her lightly on the arm as she strips off her clothes. “No, I just don’t want to use up all the hot water and leave you with none.” You reply.

She coos. “That’s sweet of you, babe.” She steps in the shower with you, letting the water run down her body. You take note of a few scrapes and cuts, ones that weren’t there earlier when she left.

“I take it they fought back?” You asked, a finger tracing one of the most prominent ones. She sighs. “Yeah, but I got him in the end.” She replied. You run your fingers through her wet hair, washing out some of the dirt.

“Who was it this time?” You ask. She turns around to face you. “Some rich dude who was involved with Joel’s crew back in the day. He fucked them over, didn’t pay back his debts. If it were me I would’ve killed him right there.” She groans in pain as you run your fingers over a bruise on her chest.

“Sorry.” You murmur, pressing a kiss to her cheek. She continues. “I took care of it though, you know me, I hold grudges.” You chuckle. “Yeah, you’re still mad at me for beating you in Mario Kart.” She sticks her tongue out.

“Whatever, you cheated.” “I did not!” You exclaim, splashing her with water. She laughs, moving out of the way. You turn back around and start to lather yourself up with soap, when you feel Ellie’s hands start to wander.

“Babe?” You call her. “Hm, what’s up?” She replies, hands going lower. “What’re you doing back there?” You ask.

You know for a fact she’s smirking as she remains silent, moving her hand down to slap your ass.

“Ellie!” You scold, turning around. “What? Come on, you knew it was coming!” You shake your head with a grin.

“Hurry up and get washed up, I’ll start dinner soon.” You tell her. She nods and continues her routine. You step out of the shower a few minutes later, with her in tow. You’re able to dry off and avoid her wandering hands. “They have a mind of their own, babe!” She’d told you once.

Once you’re dressed, you step out into the kitchen and grab one of the cookbooks from the shelf. “Els, what do you feel like tonight?” You ask. She doesn’t reply. You turn around, looking for her. “Ellie?” You call.

She appears behind you suddenly, wrapping her arms around your waist. She buries her face into your neck and inhales, groaning softly. “Shit, Ellie..” You mutter, pulling her closer. “You smell so good, fuck. I missed you so much.” You grin, leaning into her embrace. “I missed you too.”

Her tongue darts out to run across your neck, making you shiver. She slowly kisses her way up, until she reaches your lips. At this point you’re desperate, so you pull her into a hungry kiss.

She moans into it, her hands wandering down to squeeze your ass. Her tongue slides into your mouth, tangling with yours. When she pulls away, you’re both panting. “Take me to bed.” You tell her, looping your arms around her waist.

She grins and lifts you into her arms, carrying you to the bedroom. You loved how strong she was, how effortlessly she could pick you up and carry you around.

You also loved the little things she’d do for you, like lifting heavy things even if you were perfectly capable. Her love language was acts of service, and it definitely showed in her daily life with you.

While your thoughts were wandering, Ellie placed you down gently onto the bed. She pressed a kiss to your forehead, and you smiled up at her. “I take it you’re still on an adrenaline high?” You ask.

She nods, grinning like a maniac. “Mhm, you’re right. You gonna let me use you?” Her words cause you to blush. “Yes daddy.” You reply in a sultry tone.

Ellie’s pupils dilate. “Fuck. Let me take these off, baby.” She tells you as she begins to tug at your shirt.

You let her undress you, and she pauses for a moment, smirking up at you. “You didn’t put any panties on?” She asked. You blush. “They’re all in the laundry.” Ellie raises an eyebrow. “I just did the laundry.”

You groan, covering your face. “Shut up, you know why I didn’t put any on.” She laughs. “I know, sweetheart. Wanted me to have easy access, huh? Such a slut.”

You’re pretty sure you’re dripping onto the mattress at this point, and Ellie decides to take mercy on you. She slowly circles your entrance with two fingers, while using her thumb to massage your clit. “Ellie..” You moan softly, and she shushes you.

“Just relax baby, I’ve got you.” Her fingers move slowly in and out of you, making a shiver go up your spine.

“That’s my girl, so fucking wet.” She crooned into your ear. The wet squelching sounds of her fingers fucking you echoed off the bedroom walls, and Ellie grinned. “Aw, did this pussy miss me that much?” She asked, lips grazing your jawline.

Ellie’s thumb strokes slowly up and down your swollen clit, while holding you down to the mattress with her other hand. “Poor thing, she didn’t even touch you while I was gone? You must be so pent up.” The realization that she’s not talking to you, but to your pussy, makes your face grow hot.

It was degrading and demeaning, like you were nothing more than a toy, and you loved it. When a soft whimper leaves your lips, Ellie decides to take pity on you in her own special way.

You hadn’t noticed that she’d put the strap on, so you gasped when she pressed against you. You shut your eyes in anticipation and Ellie tuts in response, pushing into you.

She starts thrusting slowly, a low groan coming from the back of her throat. “You’re fucking dripping, baby. Yeah, this pussy knows who it belongs to, doesn’t it?” She asks, grabbing your face with one hand.

You nod, and she glares at you. “Say it.” When you take too long to respond, she slips two fingers into your mouth. “If you can’t speak properly, put your mouth to better use.” You do as she says, not wanting to push her any further.

She keeps a steady movement, her hips slamming into yours while your tongue swirls around her fingers. She pulls them out of your mouth suddenly, and spreads them apart in front of your face.

A thin string of saliva connects them, and she brings those same fingers to her mouth and wraps her lips around them. You moan at this, rocking your hips to meet her thrusts.

Ellie grunts and leans over you, green eyes piercing into yours. “Open.” She orders.

You let your jaw hang slack, and stare up at her. She opens her mouth, letting your mixed saliva trail down to her tongue.

She spits into your open mouth, and wipes her mouth with the sleeve of her flannel. “Swallow.” She orders, eyes never leaving yours. You do so, and she hums in approval.

She starts to fuck you faster, her pace brutal and unforgiving. When you look away for too long, Ellie grips your throat.

“Fucking look at her baby, look at the way she swallows my fucking cock. No no, don’t you dare look away.” She grunts.

You moan loudly, nails digging crescents into her back. You feel a bit bad, since her back was pretty scratched up from her victim earlier. She didn’t seem to mind though, as she was currently groaning into your ear.

“God, you’re makin’ such a mess. You’re a dirty fucking whore, you know that?” She asks, reaching up to roll your nipple between her fingers. “Just for you.” You breathe, back arching in response to her touch.

She lets go of your nipple and squishes your cheeks between her free hand once more, forcing you to open your mouth.

She leaned in to kiss you, letting her tongue slide against yours. She bit down, causing you to yelp. You kept kissing her nonetheless, as the taste of blood invaded your mouth.

You moan louder at this, and Ellie kisses you harder. When she pulls away, she gives you a lazy smile, her eyes half lidded. “I should come home all bloody one of these days, yeah?” She asked. “Fuck you while I’m covered in it, you’d look so pretty.” She groans at the image inside her head, pounding into you faster.

She has a tight grip on your hips, and you’re absolutely certain you’ll have bruises in the morning, but you don’t care. Ellie speaks up. “Oh fuck, I can feel you clenching around me. You like that idea baby? You want me to come home straight from a kill and fuck you, let the blood stain your skin?”

You rake your nails down her back, hard enough to draw blood. She hisses, a mixture of pain and pleasure, and continues to thrust into you.

“You’re a depraved fucking whore, nothing but a nasty slut. How long have you been waiting for my cock for, huh?” Ellie asked.

You whine in response, fucking yourself on her strap. “I’ll fucking give it to you baby, don’t worry. Anything you want princess, just say the word. I’d, fuck-” A particularly hard thrust. “I’d do anything for you.”

The weight behind her words and the emotion in her voice almost tipped you over the edge. You decide to ask her a question that’s been on your mind since the first time you found out who she really was. “Would you kill for me?” You ask her.

Ellie could’ve cum from just that question.

“Course I would baby, my girl gets whatever she wants, whenever she wants it.” She reaches down to pinch your clit between her fingers.

You moan as a jolt of pleasure shoots up your spine. “You spoil me too much.” You tell her. It’s half teasing, half sincere. She just coos down at you, speeding up. “Just take it baby.” She tells you.

You’re not sure whether she’s talking about her strap or her lavish treatment of you, but you decide not to question it.

“I meant what I said doll, anything for you. Cars, clothes, those expensive perfumes you like..” Ellie trails off, getting lost in the way you writhe and moan underneath her.

She takes in your soft skin, your pretty face and..how good you’d look carrying her baby. God, the thought alone could make her cum right then and there.

She’d considered it before, settling down, starting a family with you. She knew she’d have to change her ways for that, but she didn’t mind.

She meant it when she said she’d do anything for you. While the two of you did have a breeding kink, you’d never really explored past that initial conversation.

Ellie decides to test the waters. “Fuck, m’ gonna make you such a pretty little housewife. Gonna come home from work and fuck you on top of the same table we eat from, we’re gonna do such nasty shit-“ You sob, thrusting your hips to meet hers. “Yes.” You choke out.

Bingo. She’s got the green light, feels like she’s won the damn lottery.

She continues on. “Yeah, you like that baby? Wanna be my wife? You gonna let me fuck a baby into this pretty pussy? Gonna let me make you a mama?” You cry out, you’re so close, and she laughs condescendingly. “So fucking cute.” A kiss to your lips. “You want me to breed you that badly, baby? Stuff you full of my cum? The sneer in her tone was undeniable.

“Yes Ellie,keep me stuck here with you, bind me to you forever, please daddy-“

Your cries are cut off by Ellie, who lets out a loud guttural moan. She cums onto the strap, soaking your chest and stomach.

You follow soon after, a mixture of soft moans and pleas leaving your throat.

After a few moments of silence broken by occasional heavy panting, Ellie manages to catch her breath. “That was- fucking incredible.” She murmured against your chest.

You laugh. “It was.” You’re absentmindedly stroking her sweaty hair, trying to find the energy to get up and go to the bathroom.

When you finally stand up on wobbly legs, Ellie’s right behind you. However, her legs are shaky too, so she’s not much better off. The two of you hobble to the bathroom, holding onto the wall for support.

Once you finally reach it, Ellie turns on the water to start a bath. She dumps some soap in, and turns back to face you. “C’mon, I’ll help you in.”

You lean against her once you’re both in the tub, and sigh contentedly. “You planning on actually getting clean this time?” You ask her.

She presses her face into your neck to hide her smirk. “Maybe.” She replies. You laugh and she lifts her head up, grinning at you.

You take a moment to take it all in. How despite everything you and Ellie had been through, you were still here. She was still here. You bump your forehead against hers.

“Hey.” You murmur. She gives you a toothy grin and brushes your noses together. “Hey.” You reach up and caress her cheek, and she closes her eyes.

“I’m really glad you’re okay. I love you.” You tell her.

You’ve told her this tons of times, it shouldn’t be anything new. However, she stills get choked up every time you say it.

“I love you too.” She replies, pressing a kiss to your lips.

You weren’t sure what the future held, but you knew she’d be there by your side.

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Thanks for reading this far if you have! I wanted to drop where i got my inspiration for this from. It’s from a book by Eden Emory, in the club petale series. Inspiration for Ellie’s personality comes from Avery, a character in the third book. I implore you all to read that book series, it’s genuinely one of my favorites. Please heed the tws though!

#ellie williams smut #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams tlou2 #ellie the last of us 2 #ellie tlou2 #ellie williams x reader smut #ellie williams the last of us 2

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trackinglessons · 1 month

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hi (tries to casually drop this wip even though im literally shaking im so excited)

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beforeimdeceased · 28 days

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absolutely ravenous — can’t keep her hands off of you even for a moment — ellie, looping her index fingers in the hooks of your jeans and pulling you as close as you can possibly get. feeling her pathetic labored breath on the nape of your neck while she nuzzles her nose into the warm skin. a ridiculous and stupid smile on her face, cockiness hiding her desperation while she whispers a soft “you want me so bad right now.”

which isn’t entirely wrong. need is the better word. her hands know all the right places to touch and all the right places to avoid so that you beg and whimper with anticipation. awaiting the moment she finally does touch you where you need her, and you feel as if you died and went to heaven.

but your homemade heart pizza is in the oven— fuck she smells so good. what is that woody scent? you have to think rationally but she’s insisting there’s nothing wrong with a little dessert before dinner.

you’ve given in, allowing her to take full control and ravage you on the counter top. her face is covered in you. her devotion to you is making your head spin. down on her knees worshiping and relishing in every bit of you. letting desire to get the best of her.

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purpleturtledove · 4 months

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Joel’s Windchimes - Joel’s House & The Farm

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savannahsdeath · 4 months

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↳ ❝ [ ALICE IN BORDERLAND AU ] ¡! ❞

୨⎯ e. williams x reader ⎯ ୧

MDNI! you like your dealer more than you like to admit, so when after your meeting everyone disappears, leaving the streets and buildings empty, she's the one you look for.

warnings: dealer!ellie, mention of weed, next parts will contain death, blood, etc. and will be way more interesting i swear

prologue ⋙ chapter one

you followed the small winding alleyway through the dark, your steps echoing off the brick walls around you. your heart beat quickened, your hands trembling as you neared the corner where the alley opened into a dimly lit street. the shadows moved with every motion, and casted by the nearby buildings gave off a foreboding sense of loneliness, as you felt alone in a world that did not understand you.

you clutched your money tightly in one hand, while the other idly twirled a lock of your hair around your finger. you felt a nervous energy radiating from your body, wanting to run away and yet being compelled to follow through with the decision you had made. you thought you caught a scent of an acrid odor lingering in the air.

your dealer stood in front of you, her face obscured by the shadows as she greeted you. ellie's voice was soft and pleasant, a contrast to the tension you felt building in your chest. despite the darkness and foreboding sense you had felt surrounding the area, you couldn't help but feel a little more at ease in ellie's presence. even though it also served as a reminder of the risks and mistakes which led to that, ellie's gentle nature was a guiding light that helped you navigate through.

ellie handed you a small baggie containing already rolled blunts, its contents wrapped tightly inside as to hide the substance from prying eyes.

"stay safe" she smiled as you gave her your money in exchange. she always said that and you always kept that in mind.

as you began to leave the dark street, you heard the familiar sounds of the city. at first it was nothing more than the subtle drone of engines and tires rolling across asphalt, yet as you moved further away from the meeting spot, the noise grew in intensity and variety. car horns, yelling from people down the street, the faint rumble of public transportation, and the hustle and bustle of the general populace. you could feel the city around you as you took steps away from the area, a sign of progress towards home.

you felt like you had entered an entirely different realm, one with much more life and energy than the atmosphere where you had met ellie.

and you, in fact, entered an entirely different realm.

suddenly, there was no longer the drone of traffic, no honking of horns, no voices or chatter of pedestrians. the silence was so complete and unexpected that for a moment you wondered if you had suddenly gone deaf. but as you realized that you can still hear your footsteps on the ground, your breathing and heartbeat, you knew that it's something more complicated.

once you emerged from the shadows your surroundings were completely different from what you had expected just moments before. the street was normally packed with people commuting to and from work or school, but in this moment, it was empty of all but you. the sudden lack of noise and activity made you feel a strange sense of isolation, as if you didn't matter and the world had decided to desert you. every step you took seemed to echo loudly in the emptiness that surrounded you. it was as if the city had come to a halt, leaving nothing but a blanket of ominous silence to welcome you back. as your footsteps resounded in the silence, you began to feel an overwhelming sense of solitude.

"hellooo?!" you called out, your voice breaking the silence and echoing eerily in the empty streets around you, but with no response. with the city's sounds now absent, the only audible noise came from your own throat, which seemed to only intensify your sense of fear. "oh god..." you mumbled.

your thoughts began to wander back to ellie, and her soothing voice which had offered a sense of comfort amidst the darkness and forebode of the meeting. she was the last person you had seen before the sudden quiet, and as much as you didn't want to admit it, there was a nagging concern in the back of your mind. you wondered if ellie had also been left abandoned by the sudden absence of sound and people, or if she had managed to escape somehow.

you tried to ignore your feet scuffling but it was too much, you could feel the emptiness trying to absorb you too. you began to sprint back toward the dark alleyway in which you had met ellie just minutes ago, hoping for some sign of life. the adrenaline pumping through your veins fueled your pace as you began to notice that every sound you made was magnified in the unnatural silence that surrounded you. you could hear your heartbeat pounding in your ears as you ran, yet the only sound other than that was your own breath and the thump of your feet hitting the ground.

as you turned a corner, the shadows that littered the path seemed to grow thicker, creating an illusion of danger. you felt your heart beating even faster as you realized how isolated the area was, and how much more isolated you felt in the midst of it.

"ellie?" you called out, letting her name hang in the air.

as you rounded the corner, you couldn't help but notice a subtle movement within the darkness. the shadows played tricks on your eyes as you peered into their depths, trying to make out any shapes or figures within them. a slight twitch caught your attention, and as you rubbed your eyes, your vision adjusted and you realized a familiar figure was standing there. ellie.

"thank god!" you weakly shouted, coming up to hug her and melt into her embrace.

ellie seemed taken aback by the sudden display of affection, but quickly reciprocated it, wrapping her arms around you and embracing you tightly. as she held you close to her, she noticed something was wrong, and slowly pulled away from the hug to look at you with concern. she could tell something was weighing on your mind, and as she looked at you, you couldn't help but notice the slightest hint of worry in her eyes.

"something's wrong," you began, looking down at the ground. "i— don't understand it. everyone's gone. gone like they disappeared into thin air. it— i don't understand." your words were coming out in a rapid, jittery pace, and your breath was beginning to catch in your throat. you were struggling to grasp the reality of the situation, and as you looked up, you could tell that ellie was struggling to do so as well.

"are you sure?" ellie asked, her voice filling with doubt. "maybe you're just... high?" in the midst of this detachment, it was easy for ellie to wonder if you were simply experiencing some strange sort of hallucination, rather than something truly mysterious happening. but the blunts were untouche— you ran your hand through your pockets and noticed the baggie you got from her was nowhere to be seen. you must drop it while running.

"see for yourself" you mumbled and took a step aside, gesturing the way to the city center.

"alright" she hesitantly agreed and started walking in the intersection's direction, which a few minutes later left her as shocked as you.

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ellieslittlewh0re · 5 months

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ִ ⋆｡ °✩ ❝ 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐄 𝐋♡𝐕𝐄 ❞ ✩°｡⋆

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〚𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒〛 ✰ rockerstar! ellie x groupie! reader ✰

〚𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒〛 ellie williams. her name was everywhere- the underground music’s next breakout star, and for a good reason too- a honeyed voice mixed with gravel, her passion, energy, the fact she was everything rock and roll should be. also, let’s not forget the sex appeal.

〚𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒〛 sex, love, drugs, and rock and roll. !!TW!! for descriptions of drug usage ( c0cain, L$D) fingering (r! receiving), oral (r! receiving), strap on usage (r! receiving) overstim kinda, dom e!, sub r!

It started with a video- a grainy, shity quality one at that, but still a video. She was center stage of some grungy bar from the looks of it, spotlights illuminating her face enough to see stands of her hair sticking to her forehead with sweat, and a chipped cherry red electric guitar hanging from her shoulder. She was magnetic, hypnotizing- not just with her performance, but her looks as well.

From that day on, you just had the desire to get closer to her in any way you could.

It had been two months since you started following her band while they toured across the West Coast. You had been to every show, seen every performance, and Ellie was starting to catch on.

The first time she saw you, you immediately caught Ellie's attention- I mean, how could you not? You were by far the hottest girl in the venue that night, swinging your hips so effortlessly it put the rest of the girls to shame. Ellie remembers that night vividly because she was so pissed she couldn't find you after the show to bring you back to her shitty motel room and have her way with you. But Ellie quickly forgot about you when the company of two other girls took your place that night, along with a few too many hits of whatever her drug of choice was during that time.

So, that's how you ended up here- at a run down gas station bathroom touching up your makeup in the middle of the fucking desert, and a van full of strangers that you were currently hitching a ride with waiting outside at the pumps.

And Ellie? Well, Ellie was doing what she always does before a show- drugs, and lots of them, whether it was molly, coke, weed, tabs, or maybe even a deadly concoction of all the above, she didn't care as long as it made her feel alive- claiming it made her perform better or something, but really she just liked being fucked up while fucking girls after the show.

While Ellie was living this "glamorous" rockstar lifestyle, you were on the complete opposite end- quitting your day job to follow some girl around who doesn't even know your name and catching rides from people who definitely look like they have seen the inside of a prison cell- AKA, you were a groupie.

The air was hot, stale. A thin layer of orangy, rust-colored sand coated the windows and the van's gaudy upholstery. The landscape outside flashed like an old fashioned reel movie, cacti, shrubs, Joshua trees, and repeat.

It was desolate, and if the road and occasional mile marker wasn't there to remind you, you would've thought you were on a different planet.

"Your stop is next, daisy." The man with a handle bar mustache yelled from the drivers seat, meeting your eyes in the review mirror.

Daisy. A nickname given to you by the group when they first picked you up further up north. You had a daisy tucked behind your ear, and from then on, you were daisy.

It was dark by the time you arrived at the venue, venue isn't really how you would describe it. It was more like a diner turned bar turned into whatever the fuck it was currently. You waved your goodbyes to the the group of not-so-strange strangers, all of them bidding you 'farewells' and 'good lucks' before you watched the red tails fade into the pitch dark of the desert.

For once, you were early. Turns out a bunch of traveling hippies and outcasts aren't on a timed schedule, who knew?

Even though you were early, the dirt patch of a parking lot was packed, cars in various stages of deterioration lining the sides of the building, and people gathering outside to avoid the cramped interior. But you weren't here to socialize or drink and get high- you just wanted to see her, dance to the strum of her guitar, and let her voice consume and overtake you.

It was 40-ish minutes past midnight, meaning Ellie and her band were late, but that's not a surprise. She had a bad habit of keeping the people waiting, but she was a busy girl- hanging out backstage or at a hotel, a room full of girls for her to pick from, and no shortage of drugs and alcohol. But tonight, she went a little too overboard. Her band mates were practically carrying her across the motel parking lot to their van, trying to get her to sober up on the way to the venue with water and motivational speeches that mostly consisted of "get your fucking shit together".

The short 30 minute drive to the venue was barely long enough to get Ellie back in the right state of mind. She was slightly unsteady on her feet, and her speech was a little slurred, but she's used to preforming under these conditions.

You waited patiently of course, babying a strong cocktail mix since you didn't dare get drunk and risk not remembering every detail of the night- every detail of her.

When the crowd shifted their attention to the back entrance of the building, silent murmurs at first before a load cheer erupting was when you knew, she was here, and she looked like heaven- a black tank top that was torn near the neckline, a studded belt loosely securing a pair of baggy, black patchwork cargo pants.

The crowd parted a pathway for her as she made her way through the room with her bandmates following behind, a cigarette tucked between her lips as she'd occasionally stop to sign whatever was thrown at her- a piece of paper, cash, a pair of tits- which she'd always happily comply, but if she saw a girl she liked, she would lick her pointer finger and index, smearing part of her signature on their cleavage while the marker was still wet to subtly let you know that she wanted your company for the night- at least, that's the rumor you've heard.

You found yourself holding your breath- she was so close, a mere body or two keeping you at arm's length from her. You could smell the cigarette smoke, and see the details of her chipped black nail polish holding the marker between her fingers.

Ellie hands the notebook and marker back into the wave of hands, looking up while blowing out a cloud of smoke, and that's when she sees you. She was about to walk off, but she stopped for a second. You don't look like you belong- you were different, sweet, and innocent-looking compared to the rest of the audience. But she doesn't let her eyes linger long, she has a show to put on after all.

She turned, and walked towards the stage stairs, and centered herself behind the mic. She shifted her weight on her feet, and took one last drag of the cigarette before suffocating the embers on a ashtray near the edge of the stage.

"How's everyone doing tonight?" She barely could make out before the crowds hollering drowned out her voice. She laughed into the mic while plugging a cord into her guitar that was connected to a beefy looking amp.

Her ego was at its biggest right now- just her mere appearance could make a group of strangers act like dogs, and she fucking loved it.

She played a few cords on the guitar, ensuring the tune was where she wanted it before looking back up into the crowd, "c'mon, you can do better than that." And even though her mouth was covered by the mic, you could tell she was smirking.

The crowd cheered louder, fists clenched high above the sea of heads, and chanted her name over and over exactly how she wanted them to.

And for you? Well, you were also chanting her name, maybe not as loud, but you were too busy squeezing your way through to get to the front.

She needed to be able to see you.

And she did see you- you were front row, playfully singing and dancing along, your bright, twinkling eyes boring into every little thing she did- from the way she'd run her hand through the front of her hairline, ridding her face of the baby hairs and bangs, down to the way her fingers curled over the frets of her guitar. She made sure to look elsewhere into the crowd, interacting with everyone, but her eyes always found themselves back on you.

Ellie closed out the show with an encore, most of the crowd was overly intoxicated at this point, stumbling, and starting meaningless fights with whoever was closest- aka the usual time you'd leave, but you couldn't, at least, not when Ellie was walking towards you, her eyes set on you. You glanced to your right then your left- confused, and definitely was searching for an explanation as to why she was getting closer. Surely, it was someone else who caught her attention, but it was only you nearby.

You take a step back from the stage as the tips of her dirty converse near the edge. She bends down at the knees before sitting all together, dangling her legs over the edge. She doesn't say anything, and you didn't either, maybe from intimidation mixed with confusion as to why she chose to sit here out of all places.

She reaches her tattooed arm behind, shifting her weight to pull out a pack of cigarettes, and offering the carton to you, but you shyly decline. She smirked, a dimple deepening on the one side of her cheek, "So-" She said, her voice momentarily muffled by the cigarette between her lips, "-you don't look like you're from here, where'd you come from, baby?" She ignited the end with a metal lighter, holding a free hand up to cover the flame which only amplified the warm glow of the flame on her face.

You chuckled a nervous laugh, looking down at your fingers as she blew out a puff of smoke, "M' not. I'm from up north. " Your voice trembled, leaking with submission and uncertainty which only fascinated her more, but also she was frustrated- most girls wouldn't need a conversation to know what Ellie wanted from them, and you weren't looking at her.

She grabs your hand, and pulls you closer to the space between her knees. A sharp breath gets caught in your throat as she does this, your cheeks hot, and your gut feels like it's jumping being this close to her- enough to smell the fumes of her cologne mixed with ash. You watch her fingers come up and hover over your chest, her fingers gently dancing along the skin of your clavicle to examine the charm of your necklace, but really it was just a flirtation tactic to her.

"What's a girl like you doing in the desert in the middle of the night, huh?" She asked, dropping her voice down to an almost whisper- raspy, and thick with suggestion. You shake your head side to side, a nervous tick of yours when you felt uncomfortable, but being uncomfortable isn't always a bad thing.

"I uh-" you paused, mentally wavering if you should tell the truth since it does seem a little pathetic. "-I wanted to see you play."

Ellie's eyebrows raise, her bottom lip puckering into a frown with a slight nod. "Is that so?" She hummed, rolling the edges of the charm between her fingers. Ellie was certain she had seen you before. It wasn't a trick of the light or getting your face confused with some other hot chick- you were unmistakable. But she didn't want you to know that she found you out, not yet, not now.

Ellie learned in further, your knees almost buckling out from under you, feeling her breath against your lips. She played it off like she was getting a closer look at your necklace, extending the religious symbolic charm out so the chain tugged on your neck. "Do you believe?" She asked, still looking at the damn necklace, furrowing her brows like she was in a deep philosophical thought.

You swallowed dryly, wishing you still had your drink from easier, "N-not really-" you stuttered, "it was a gift from when I was younger."

Ellie chuckled, but it wasn't lighthearted or sweet- it was dark, methodical, and a tad bit sadistic.

She released the charm from her fingers, letting it hit your bare chest with a muted thud before looking up. Her eyes were a darker shade than you remembered them being- irises blown out and framed beautifully by a thick band of dark eyelashes.

Her hand reached out and gently grabbed you by the wrist before yanking you closer so your tummy was flush with the side of the stage, leaving only a few inches between your tits and the denim of her crotch.

You inhaled a sharp, breathy yelp as she did this, your hands not knowing what to do or where to divert your eyes- her hands on you, her face so close to yours that you could count the freckles on her cheeks, even the ones that are faint enough to miss- or maybe how her thighs were drifting apart, and you were in between them.

Her hand comes up, which causes you to squeeze your eyes shut, but the wrinkles around your eyes relax as you feel her hand on your face and her lips on yours. You moaned instantly at the contact, resting your hand on her thigh where it felt most comfortable. Ellie took this opportunity to slip her tongue inside, using the muscle to work against yours. Her hand snakes down your side, squeezing the soft flesh of your hip before pulling away, leaving you breathless, and hazy.

Her eyes were intense looking into yours, her lips wet and craving a deeper satisfaction.

She only said one thing, a simple sentence that would separate you from being just some regular fan,

"Come with me tonight, and I'll show you something worth believing."

So that's how your night shifted- how one decision to follow some band across the state had finally paid off because now you were here- a hotel room, alone with the band's most valuable member snorting lines of a white powdery substance off of a mirror topped end table.

Ellie held the rolled 20 between her fingers, putting the end of it to her nose while the index on her other closed the opposing nostril shut. She dragged the end of the cylinder across the smuggled surface, inhaling deeply until the white line disappeared behind it.

"Fuuck-" She sighed, throwing her head back, and swipes the bottom of her nose with her thumb,

"Here-" She held out the rolled 20 for you to take, but you lean away,

"I don't do that stuff."

She looks at you curiously, a furrow between her brows that suggests she found your refusal even more entertaining.

Ellie leaned forward and turned her body to face you on the edge of the dusty duvet, "What-" She scoffed, "'think you're too good for it?"

You shook your head violently, indicating a 'no', "No- no, that's not what I meant-"

Ellie laughed, causing you to stop mid-sentence, "I'm just fucking with you, doll. I should've known." She smiles, and you return the smile in relief that you didn't actually offend her.

Your eyes divert to the wallpapered walls- a faint pattern of stripes with cream-colored baseboards, a warm yellowed lamp on the bedside being the only source of light in the room to contrast the night outside.

You felt her hand creep up your thigh, tempting the skin below the hem of your dress before it disappeared underneath the fabric altogether. She leaned in, her other hand on your face to encourage you closer, whispering a "so soft" in a raspy breath before connecting your lips with hers.

It started slow- her lips overlapping yours like a soft current on a still morning before it turned into a ranging one during a windy cast. You moaned into her- soft and delicate mews between each detachment, and it fueled her.

Ellie's body overpowered yours, using her strength to her advantage. But it's not like she needed it- you were putty in her hands, fully committing yourself to her, letting her push you into your back, and her body hovering on top of yours.

You squirmed beneath her- each bump, and drag of her knee between your legs left you feeling more desperate.

"Ellie-" you broke the kiss in a breathless euphoria, looking up at her with a needy expression. Ellie knew that face well- it's not like she had all this experience and didn't know what to do with it, so- she got up, leaving you alone on the bed, and walked over to a black duffle bag decorated with pins of miscellaneous logos and bands.

She riffled through it, pulling a small clear plastic bag out before joining you back on the bed.

She opened the baggie, pulling something out no bigger than the size of a postage stamp, and tearing it into smaller halves before looking up,

"Do you trust me?" She asked, her green eyes piercing into yours, causing a wet sensation to spill from the heat between your legs. You swallowed, not really sure what you were agreeing to, but you nodded anyway, "Yes, Ellie... I trust you."

She placed the colorfully decorated paper on her tongue and held the sides of your face, kissing you and slipping her tongue inside, transferring whatever it was into your mouth before pulling away. "Swallow." She demanded, tilting your face up by your chin, and you did it without hesitation- straining the walls of your throat as the mystery stamp slid downwards.

She smirked, and swiped her thumb over your bottom lip, "good girl."

She followed it up by doing the same, placing the tab on her tongue and swallowing, but she made it seem so much more intentional like a ritual of some sorts.

Ellie leaned away from you in the bed to rest her back against the headboard and pillows, "C'mere" she said nonchalantly, patting her thighs.

With shaky knees, you did as you were told and crawled your way up her legs until you were straddling her waist.

Her hands come up to rest on your hips, her thumbs tracing circles through the flimsy fabric of your dress, "so obedient" she said lightly, almost under her breath to herself and not at you directly.

Her hands started to wander- first on your hips, then down to your thighs, gliding them up to the plush beneath your skirt. You felt her fingertip squeeze and caress, sending chills up your spine and a hot/cold sensation throughout your body.

Next, her lips were on yours, and her fingers were tightening the follicles on the back of your scalp as the kisses became more intense. Your back instinctively arches, and you reach a hand between your legs to soothe the ache, but she stops you with a firm grip on your wrist, "Gettin' impatient, huh?" She said in a cocky tone, smirking against your lips. You whimpered- nodding your head, and grabbed her hand, inching it closer to your core.

Ellie chucked at this- the kind of chuckle that was half way a scoff, and half way felt like an insult.

"Damn- you need me to fill you up that bad? 'thought you were one of them good girls."

She tisked her tongue against her teeth, but still let you guid her hand where you needed her.

The back of her knuckles grazed between the pillowy folds over your panties, going agonizingly slow before turning her hand over to fully palm your cunt.

You melt on top of her, resting your head against her shoulder, all the while dragging your hips against her hand.

She turns her head, her warm breath fanning against the helix of your ear, "You're so wet and I've barely touched you."

Her words echoed throughout your brain like her voice waves were sending signals to every part of your body. And her touch was magnified- each cell, fiber, and pore was experiencing a new sense of heightened, whether it be because of the drugs or not, you couldn't be sure.

"El-Ellie, please... need you."

Your words rang a siren song to Ellie's ears, creating a sticky pool between her own legs. She muttered a guttural "fuck" before she grabs you by the sides of your thighs, flipping you over so she was on top of you.

She was already yanking down your underwear, and tossing them to the side before you could comprehend what was happening. You felt her fingers stinging to the flesh of your thighs, prying them apart like she couldn't wait to see you, to taste you.

You sucked in a sharp breath as her tongue lightly traced a line down your folds before her lips met your clit where she pulsated the bud between her lips, letting out a moan as she made contact, "fuuck-" She curses before flicking her tongue over your bundle of nerves, igniting a colorful array of shapes behind your tightly closed eyes.

She was messy but precise- using her tongue along with the motion of her head to send you that much further. Your fingers tangled in her hair, tugging harder the closer you got which was the perfect time in Ellie's eyes to add a finger.

She slowly pushed her middle finger inside, stopping halfway at her knuckle to let you adjust before slamming it all the way till her knuckles were snug against your puffy lips.

You wriggled beneath her, reaching out to push her away with a palm to her shoulder, but that only makes her add a second finger.

You cry out loudly through heavy breaths, the veins on her forearm coming to the surface of her skin from how much force she was using, and her mouth putting in just as much work.

You were climbing higher and higher, the peripheral of your vision going white-

"Ellie... I'm- I'm gonna-" You don't have much time to warn her before your body starts to spaz, starting at your hips and up into your chest like volts of electricity through a highly active current.

Your knees close around her head, your back arching high off the mattress, and your eyes rolling into the back of your head. She slows her pace as you come down before pulling her fingers out and lifting her head.

With your eyes closed, and an arm draped over your face, you feel her pat the inside of your thigh before her weight leaves the bed.

She comes back a couple of minutes later, only opening your eyes when you feel her weight return to the mattress.

Your eyes go wide as you take notice of the new attachment- a black, strappy harness with buckles near her hips, and a crude shaped silicone cock bulging at her crotch.

She lowers herself over you, her hands on each side of your head before she leans down to kiss you, slipping her tongue inside. She pulled back, momentarily admiring the way you looked just from something as simple as oral and some fingering- glossy eyes, puffy lips smeared with her spit, and if she looked down- how your inner thighs glistened.

Her lips trial from yours, staring at your neck, then your chest, and finally your tits which Ellie had absolutely no problem with pulling the straps down to expose them, leaving the fabric bunched around your stomach. In her eyes, everything she wanted- no, needed was accessible this way.

Ellie looks up, placing a delicate kiss on the skin of your lower stomach, "Got one more fr' me, pretty girl?" She asked softly, tenderly, but it still managed to come off more intimidating than a question should sound.

You nodded shyly, a small whine emitting from the back of your throat, looking down at her with your breasts out for her viewing, grabbing pleasure, and your legs spread wide, ready to take her.

She lifted her upper half up, slim fingers holding the base of her cock, and lined the artificial tip with your entrance. She glided the tip up your folds, coating it with your slick, and let out a sultry exhale since she could practically see your walls clenching around nothing in preparation for her.

She teased you for a bit- only giving you a couple of inches before backing away and repeating, each time causing you to whine harder and harder out of frustration. Sure, Ellie was having her fun watching you squirm, grab for her, and fuck- how your hole gapped each time she pulled out, a clear, viscous fluid leaking from it, but she was growing just as impatient- feeling your legs wrap around her waist, pulling her closer, pleading variations of her name and "please" and who is she to deny you when you ask so nicely?

She thrusts her hips forward until her crotch was flesh with your ass, your legs in the air, and her hands pushing on the back of your thighs.

"Is this what you wanted, huh?" She gritted, pulling her hips back only to snap them forward again.

You cried out loudly, curling your fingers around the bedsheets until the blood stopped circulating, turning the skin there a lighter shade than the rest of you.

She pushed harder on the back of your thighs- your knees pressed up against your chest, and using what you can imagine is all of her strength to thrust into you. She was reaching the deepest part of your cervix- grunting and moaning on Ellie's end while you mewled high-pitched noises mixed with the wet slapping of her cock repeatedly slamming into you.

Ellie's eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly upward, and her lips parted as insufficient, short breaths seep from them. Her hips started to falter from the endless abuse her clit was suffering behind the base of her strap, her boxers now a sticky, cold mess that stuck to her cunt and thighs.

She collapses on top of you, snugging herself between your legs to connect her lips to yours in a desperate effort, overpowering all your senses with her. She continues to fill you over and over again, both of you moaning in between breathless lips.

You wrapped her arms around her as her head hung low into your neck, digging your nails into the skin of her shoulder blades.

"El... mmhm- I'm gonna-" You babbled before biting your lip to silence the cry that was bubbling in the back of your throat, and Ellie wasn't far behind.

The pistoning motions of her hips turned into a grinding one- keeping a steady pace and rolling her hips forward, "M-me too- fuck... stay with me, yeah?" She said in between soft pants, the warmth of her breath brushing against your lips as her hand came up to gently but firmly wrap around your neck.

Ellie's head goes fuzzy as you looked up at her with your half-hooded gaze and your perfectly rosette lips that are just begging to be wrapped around something, so- she released the hold she had on your neck and brought her two fingers that were previously inside of you to your mouth.

She didn't even have to say anything for you to part your lips wider, slipping her fingers inside and rolling them over your tongue.

You moan, closing your lips around her as her fingers reach further back, causing tears to fall from the corner of your eyes.

"That's it-" She coaxed, her eyes focused on the split trailing down your chin,"-such a good girl."

She motioned her fingers in and out in a vulgar manner, bitting her bottom lip before pulling her fingers out all together to fist the bed sheets beside her.

"Fuckfuckfuck-oh my god-" She grunted incoherently, dropping her head to space between your neck and shoulder. Her forehead glistened with proof of her efforts as she rushed the pace to ease the itch between her legs.

You tightened your legs around her waist, pretty little noises falling on Ellie's ears as you both peak.

She rolls her hips- making it slow and deep until your voice grows tired and quiet before pushing her upper half away from you.

You wince at her absence, feeling your walls retract back to its original shape like the sand inside of an hourglass.

She plopped down beside you with an exaggerated sigh of exhaustion, pulling up the bottom of her tank top to wipe the slick/sweat mixture from her chin and nose, giving you a few seconds to admire her hardened stomach and prominent 'v' which lead your eyes down to the fake dick still standing high between her thighs.

She catches you looking, the corner of her lips tugging into a smirk as she lets out a low chuckle.

You meet her eyes, realizing you have been caught, which causes you to look away quickly, but her hand grabs yours.

"Gettin' shy on me now after all that?" She said, pulling at your hand to silently instruct you to get on top of her, so you did.

Her hands rub up and down your thighs, and her bottom lip snug between her teeth. She eyes your body, starting from your tits down to her cock that is resting against your lower stomach.

"Wanna do me a favor?" She asked, palming the fat of your thigh that spilled over the heels of your feet. You hummed at her- a sweet, genuine hum that was full of eagerness to assist her, which almost made Ellie feel bad for what she was about to say- key word almost.

"Put that pretty little mouth of yours to use and clean me up."

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shemybitchhh · 1 month

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She was the BEST girl around

... what about the people she murdered?

WHAT MUUUUURDERRRR??? PFFFF

#tlou #tlou2 #ellie tlou #ellie williams #humor #abby tlou #ellie the last of us #Ellie the last of us 2 #Ellie tlou2

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serevena · 5 months

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Thinking about riding Ellie while she smokes a blunt.

a.n - Probably my last smut drabble..enjoy <3

warnings - Provocative language, smut, strap-on usage, marijuana usage, Ellie calls you a bitch (whoops), ooc.

You don’t know how long you two were at it. But Ellie had barely muttered so much of a sigh unless it was to exhale the smoke from her lungs.

Her green eyes stared at you like she could pierce through your body with them, her hand on your hip as she gripped your ass and guided you up and down her strap.

“Takin’ me so well, sweet..” you could’ve dropped dead right there, especially since she’d barely said much the whole time. It was like a reward whenever she muttered so much as a slurred word.

Her brows furrowed as she never looked away from you, licking her lips and tilting her head, all of which she knew you liked.

The smell of hemp filled the air, beads of sweat running along Ellie’s forehead as a harsh smack stained your skin and a grip followed not too long after. If both of her hands were available, you’d be wrecked.

Her half-lidded bloodshot eyes barely blinked, afraid that if she did you’d disappear in thin air.

Her grip got tighter and tighter, and you were convinced she’d practically rip your skin off.

“Fuck—Ellie! I’m gonna cum..” you mumbled, feeling your body shake and a familiar approach coming.

She smirked as she took the blunt and put it between her lips as both of her hands went to your hips and she slammed you down onto her like there was no tomorrow, fucking up into you.

“Mm—fuck, yeah..jus’ like..that. Gonna make you my little bitch..” she mumbled while the blunt was still in between her lips. She didn’t even care if it fell on her shirt and made a hole. She was gonna use you until her entire body gave out.

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ezllie · 5 months

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#ellie williams #tlou2 #wlw #ellie the last of us #lesbian #ellie williams the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie tlou2 #ellie x dina #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams tlou2 #ellie williams smut #ellie the last of us 2 #ellie x reader

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souleaterellie · 10 months

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i am on. the floor. FUCK!!!!!

creds: angel-gbc on youtube :)

#abs rants♡#thinking unholy thoughts #look at her.#LOOK AT HER!!!!!!#ellie williams #ellie tlou2 #ellie the last of us #ellie the last of us 2 #ellie williams tlou2 #tlou2

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ellieslovr · 5 months

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Party Girl

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Pairing:Ellie Williams x F!Reader

Summary:You & Ellie attend a party celebrating the end of the school year, and some girl gets too close for comfort.

wc:1,613

Warnings: daddy kink, degradation, possessive behavior,praise kink,strap on sex, r! receiving,strap referred to as cock, slight size kink, slight pain kink, drug use/mentions (weed) i think that’s it??

mdni! 18+ please!

a/n:this is my first time writing for Ellie! Or at least, my first time publishing something I’ve written for her. Either way, I hope you all like it!Reblogs/Comments and Likes are greatly appreciated!

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You didn’t consider yourself to be a jealous girl. You trusted Ellie, and she trusted you.

However, that didn’t mean you couldn’t be possessive at times.

That was what led to the position you were in now, pressed between the door and Ellie, with her mouth trailing wet kisses down your neck.

You two had shared a blunt before heading to a frat party, celebrating the end of the school year.

Ellie was usually pretty good at picking up when people were hitting on her, but the weed in her system made her friendlier and less on guard than usual.

A brunette had come up to her, chatting animatedly about how glad she was to be done with school for the time being.

You had stepped out for a moment to grab a drink, and bring one back for Ellie. You passed Dina on the way back, and she pointed towards the room Ellie was in.

When you came back in, there was a girl who was obviously trying to get Ellie to go with her.

As soon as your girlfriend spotted you, she gave you a lazy grin. “Hey baby, what took so long?” She asked.

Despite your slight jealousy, you laughed at the way her eyelids drooped,she was so cute.

“Sydney, this is my girlfriend.” Ellie said as you approached them.

So that was her name. She was pretty, there was no denying that.

Unfortunately for her, Ellie only had eyes for you.

“Cynthia.” The girl replied, voice clipped.

You stifled a laugh, and Ellie smirked. “Cynthia, right. My bad.”

Ellie slipped a hand down to your thigh, squeezing it lightly. “Anyways, we should get going. We had somewhere to be, right baby?” She asked.

Your arousal spreads through you like a wildfire at the possessive action. “Y-Yeah, that’s right. It was nice meeting you, Sydney.”

You barely had time to say your goodbyes before Ellie was sucking marks into your neck.

You stumbled into your and hers shared apartment, and she shoved you against the door as soon as it shut.

“God, you look so fucking hot.” She groaned, reaching down to unbuckle her belt.

You gasped at the familiar sight of the harness she always used poking out.

“Babe, you wore it to the fucking party?” You asked.

She bursted out laughing, finding your question hilarious.

“Course I did.” Without another word she dropped to her knees,pulling your skirt down.

You had worn a simple short black skirt, along with a pair of white lace panties.

Ellie hummed, rubbing her fingers along the fabric.

“You’re so fucking wet, shit.” She groaned.

You whimpered at her touch, rocking your hips against her fingers. “Please..” You begged.

“Shh baby, I know. I’ve got you.” She murmured, kissing your thighs.

She slowly slipped your panties off, groaning when she saw your bare cunt.

“Fuck, can’t believe this is all mine. You’re so good to me, baby.” She told you, running one finger up and down your slit.

Your legs shook, knees threatening to buckle from the slightest touch. “Ellie..”

“Hm?” She said, looking up to meet your eyes.

“Fuck my throat? Please?” You asked, staring up at her with doe eyes.

She smirked. “Dirty fucking slut. Open up, baby.” She replied, pressing the tip of the silicone against your lips. She then thrusted in without warning, causing you to gag.

“That’s my girl, fucking choke on it.”

You reach down to slip your fingers between your thighs, finding your clit. You rub it in tandem with her messy thrusts. You know you’ll probably lose your voice in the morning, but you can’t find it in yourself to care right now.

She groans, the harness pressing right up against her clit. “Shit, I’m so close babe.”

You suck harder, wishing she could actually feel it. You were doing a good enough job though, with the way she was grinding her hips into your face.

“Lemme taste.” You plead, letting go of her with a wet pop. “Want you to cum down my throat.”

“Fuck, baby.” Ellie muttered, scrambling to take the strap off.

As soon as she did, you latched onto her clit, suckling. She could’ve immediately come at the obscene noises you were making, paired with the sounds of her wet cunt.

“Just like that baby, fuck-“ Ellie cut herself off as she came, muttering a string of curse words under her breath.

Before you could say anything, she had flipped you over onto your back.

She readjusted the harness, and positioned herself between your thighs. “You ready?” She asked.

You nodded, spreading your legs open wider.

“Words, baby. Use them.” She reminded you.

“Yes daddy.” You replied.

She grinned, slowly pushing in. “Good girl.”

Your breath hitched as she bottomed out, and she stood still for a moment.

“Does it hurt?” She asked, cupping your face in between her hands.

“Just a little. The good kind though.” You reply, cheeks flushing.

Ellie laughed. “That’s my girl. Let me know when.” She told you.

A few more moments passed, and you gave her the go ahead.

She pulled out agonizingly slowly, before pushing back in again.

She placed a hand on your stomach and she sped up her thrusts. “You feel how deep I am inside this pussy, baby?”

When you don’t respond at first, she grabs your jaw and forces you to look at her. “Answer me when I ask you something, whore.”

You clench around her, and she chuckles. “You dirty bitch. You love it when I call you that, don’t you?”

You nod your head rapidly and lean up to kiss her.

She smiles and presses your lips together, her tongue slipping into your mouth.

She gives you a particularly hard thrust during the kiss, one that causes you to rake your nails down her back.

She groans, a mix of pleasure and pain, and the two of you pull apart with a thin string of saliva connecting you.

“Seeing that girl flirt with you got me all worked up, I wanted to punch her so bad.” You admitted, running your hands up and down her chest.

She chuckled. “Oh, you think you were jealous? I guess you didn’t see the way Owen was ogling you when you walked in.”

She continued slowly thrusting, trying not to get distracted by your breathy little whines.

“I wanted to snap his fucking neck for even daring to look at you. You’re my girl. Swear to God, I wanted to drag you into that bathroom and make you scream.” She spat the words with such venom, but it made you clench around her nonetheless.

“You can still make me scream if you want.” You suggested, giving her a little smirk.

She grinned and lifted your legs, slamming herself in deeper.

“You take it so fucking good baby, s’like you were made to take my cock.”

You moaned loudly, half hoping the neighbors could hear you.

This wasn’t enough for Ellie, as she slammed deeper into you with a grunt. “Louder.” She commanded.

She adjusted her angle, causing you to let out a loud whine.

She smirked, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “Yeah, you like that baby? Fucking scream for me.”

You pulled Ellie closer, craving the skin to skin contact. She lovingly ran a hand through your hair, a total juxtaposition to how hard she was fucking you.

She lifted your chin, forcing you to meet her eyes. “Who’s my favorite girl, huh? Who’s my pretty little slut.”

You move your hand to cover your mouth, muffling the sound of your moans.

Ellie scowls, thrusting into you faster. “Let them hear you baby, want them to hear how good I make you feel.”

You choked on a moan, and she continued her assault on you, reaching down to replace your hand with her own.

“I’m the only one who can make you feel like this, yeah? You’re fucking mine. Only mine.” She hissed, thumb brushing against your clit.

You tighten around, a telltale sign that you’re getting close. She grins.

“You just needed to be fucked, hm? Needed someone bigger and stronger to take care of you?” She asked.

You nod furiously, rolling your hips to meet her thrusts.

“Ellie-“ You whine, but she cuts you off with a kiss.

She pulls away, pupils blown and lips slick with spit. “I know baby, I know. S’alright, daddy’s got you.”

You sob. “Please daddy, m’ so close. Need to cum.” Your tongue lolled out of your mouth, drool running down your chin.

Ellie pulls you into another kiss, sliding her tongue against yours.

“Good girl, you can cum whenever you’re ready baby. Did so good for me, my pretty girl. Always make me feel so fucking good.” She told you with a nip to your collarbone.

You came soon after, gushing around her. As it usually did, this triggered Ellie’s own orgasm.

“Fuck, just like that baby. Good girl.” She panted as she slumped against you, covering your sweaty skin in kisses.

You cuddled further into her embrace, suddenly struck with an overwhelming urge to be as close as possible to her.

“You need anything, babe?” She asked as she came down. “Water or something?”

You shake your head, pulling her closer. “Just you.”

She chuckles softly, pressing a kiss to your temple. “I’m not going anywhere, don’t worry.”

“Love you.” You murmur, voice raspy.

She smiles. “I’ll make you some lemon tea in the morning, how’s that sound?”

You nod, not wanting to strain your voice any further.

She kisses your forehead,nose, and both cheeks, before planting a final kiss on your lips.

“I love you too.”

#tlou #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie tlou2 #tlou2 #the last of us #the last of us 2 #ellie the last of us 2 #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams the last of us #ellie williams smut

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