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eternalsdiary · 4 months

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#SOMETHING UNEXPECTED

pairing: Dina x Ellie x Reader

tags: smut, fingering, MY LOVES

Life seemed average, a repeated cycle you could never seem to get out of. Bland, overused and average.

“YN, you need to get out more! All you do is work and sleep!” Jesse complains. But how could you “get out more” if the whole world was under attack by human beings infected by fungus?

“Jesse, m’not going out tonight. I gotta patrol early tomorrow, I don’t have time f’drinking.” You scoff, closing the book you were reading and placing it in the nearby nightstand. “You’re so boring, you never do anything fun.” He rolls his eyes and exits the room.

You never enjoyed parties anyways. You always felt like an outcast to this whole group of people, you were surprised they even let you stay this damn long. You had showed up out of no where and yet they let you in after a check for infection.

The day continued like usual. Eat, Work, Sleep, Repeat, and obviously the necessities. You groan as you awake, your hair bed head a lot messier than usual. You rub your temples as you exit the hard bed that was seemingly put together from sheets and scattered pillows found around.

You somehow found yourself assigned to early patrol with Ellie and Dina. It wasn’t that you disliked them, it was that you liked them a little too much. Somehow, they distracted you from your daily routine, always pulling you somewhere you didn’t need to be, forcing you to explore things you’d never explored. But today it seemed there was a lot of tension in the area. The snow not making it any better as the freezing air made the freeze of the silence grow thicker.

Silence engulfed the whole ride, until they approached an abandoned warehouse that had a harsh smell of weed. Inside a whole farm of it, just growing like nothing. “Hey hey, I haven’t seen this shit in forever.” Ellie says picking up a jar. “Does weed expire?” She asks turning to Dina, having finally spoken a word to each other. “I guess we’ll have to find out?”

A loud bang was heard, causing you to flinch as you turned to see that the snow had trapped all three of you inside the weed smelling warehouse. “God, I did not want this.” You roll your eyes, removing the gloves you wore. “Fuck…!” You kick something nearby. “Whoa there, it’s not that big of a deal, we can just stay here until it dies down. Then we can try moving the snow.” Ellie suggests, removing her coat and settling in a nearby couch.

You watch as Dina does the same, grabbing a lighter that seemingly still worked to light the joint they’d found in the jar. “This still hits.” Dina says with a small smile, passing the joint over to Ellie. You sigh, removing your jacket and looking around to search for another exit. “Hey, why are you so quick to leave? Live a little and come smoke this with us.” Ellie says, looking at you with her low eyes as the weed seemed to already be taking effect.

“I’m good, I don’t smoke. I didn’t smoke before either.” You roll your eyes, looking around once more, seeing that there were no other ways out. “Just come and sit down. It’s like you have a stick up your ass or somethin’.” Dina says, tilting her head to look at you. You groan, stomping over to them both and settling on the couch. “Here, I think ya need it.” Ellie giggles, egging Dina to do the same.

“I said I’m good.” Dina takes the joint, “Just one time, it won’t kill ya?” She takes a drag from the joint, blowing it into your face, causing you to retract. “Fine.” You finally give in, inhaling the smoke. You cough quickly, the biting sensation in the back of your throat lingering. “Okay what the hell?” You ask, hunching over to cough. “It’s fine, happens when it’s your first time. Try again.” Ellie helps you sit up, guiding the joint to your lips.

“When you inhale, inhale it slowly. So, it doesn’t hurt as bad.” Dina says softly, placing her hand on your thigh unconsciously. You flinch slightly, inhaling the smoke, letting it drape into your lungs slowly. Blowing the smoke into the air, you feel yourself becoming a lot more relaxed. “That was better yeah?” Ellie asks, watching you as she inhaled the joint and blows the smoke into your face.

“I guess so.” You say quietly, everyone feeling the effects of the weed. It hits you harder, your head spinning softly, your eyes getting heavier, and the stir between your legs becoming a lot more prominent. “Should we have another Dina? I’m not sure she can handle two.” Ellie says, looking at your slouched appearance.

You shake your head. “I’m good, I think.” You chuckle. Ellie nods lighting another, placing it between her thin yet plump lips. You watch her, your eyes entranced by the way her lips wrap around the joint. Dina slides her hand further up your leg, catching your attention. You turn to her, a smirk dawning her lips as she tilts her head to get a better look at you.

Ellie hands the joint over once more, this time leaning over you a bit more than usual. The feeling of her skin warming you up a lot more then you already were, her perky and uncovered breasts swaying in your face. You blush softly, your face tinted slightly. The thoughts that run through your head becoming unholy, but you blame it on the weed. Dina takes a drag, inhaling slowly. Suddenly she leans into you, your lips parting as she connects her lips to yours and exhales the smoke back into your lungs.

It was random, causing you to flinch softly. “Did ya like that? Or should I stop?” She slides her hand up your thigh further, her thumb gliding over your clothed cunt softly. Ellie watches, her eyes lingering over your figure. You look at Dina, the sinful thoughts running through your head starting to take over. “I-I don’t do this. I’ve never-“ Ellie silences you, putting the bud of the joint into the couch to let it burn out.

“We got you.”

Like usual, with Ellie and Dina you were doing something you didn’t usually do. Your legs spread open as Dina licked up the slit of your wet and dripping cunt. Ellie grips her hair, guiding her to eat you out just right. Your hands gripping the side of the couch as you whine and groan Dina’s name out into existence. Her arms wrapped around your thighs to keep your legs open as you shake, throwing your head back as she hits the spot that makes you tingle just right.

“Fuhh-ck!” Your head falls back off the couch, Dina’s fingers mingling with the hardened buds underneath your shirt. “Feel good pretty?” Ellie asks softly, looking down at you. You nod, droll pooling at your lips. Dina slides her finger into your core, your back arching into her as you fuck yourself with her fingers. “Fuc- Dina! Oh good-“ You grip the couch harder, the knot in your stomach growing tighter.

She eats you like it was her last meal, her eyes never leaving yours as she penetrates you with another finger. Ellie continues to guide her, hitting all the spots inside you just right. Her hands come down to your chest, running her thumb over the nipple as if she was admiring the way they bounced as you used Dina. “Yesyes.. right there!”

You grind against her face, feeling yourself become a lot needier. The high you felt earlier could never compare to this one. Her hands spreading you open just right, your eyes shut tightly. “Look at me hun.” She says softly, diving back into you as you open your eyes to look down at her. Ellie watches in awe at the way you open up to Dina’s fingers. “Oh shi- I’m gonna cum Din-“ Ellie suddenly moves Dina’s hand away.

You catch your breath, confused as to why she was depriving you. “I wanna turn too.” Dina rolls her eyes. “You could’ve at least let her cum first. I’m sure she can handle two orgasms.” You watch as they talk about you like you're not even there. “Okay then, think you can handle two pretty?” Your eyes pan to Ellie, nodding slowly as you lean back once more. “Good girl, see I told ya.” Dina says, sliding her digits back inside of you.

She decides not to start slow this time, her fingers using you quickly. “I wanna taste you c’mon.” You feel the high you were on coming back, your hands gripping her hair softly. Your eyes don’t leave her as Ellie leans back, watching the both of you as she waits patiently for her turn with you.

“C’mon hun, wanna taste your cum.” Dina speaks sinfully, causing you to fall over the edge. “Oh- cumming! Please!” You release on her fingers, back arching over the edge of the couch. Your legs shake as you orgasm like you never have before. She sucks softly on your sensitive bud, you whine softly. “Gotta take one more for Ellie, she wants a taste too hun.” Dina slaps your cunt softly.

You nod, spreading your legs once more. The adrenaline running through your body causing you to work against how sensitive you were. “Go in then you needy fuck, go get your fill of her before she changes her mind.” Dina slaps Ellie’s arm softly, wiping her face of your essence. Ellie leans in, kissing your stomach, kissing the inside of your thigh, then kissing your fold softly. “I can’t wait anymore.”

She suddenly licks, causing you to close your legs. “Ah Ah C’mon now. You keep ‘em open f’me do the same for El.” Dina spread your legs back open, leaning against Ellie. You whine, feeling sensitive as Ellie continues with her endeavor. She spreads your folds, sliding her finger inside to replace Dina’s. The length of her finger hitting a spot inside you that Dina didn’t hit before.

“Ah, wait! You- god!” You try to close your legs once more, but Dina slaps your inner thigh, holding them open. “Hey, stop it. You said you could take it so take it like a big girl.” Dina giggles, rubbing your inner thigh softly. You chant Ellie’s name, her fingers curling slighting inside you. You grip her hair, riding her face as if she were a dildo and you were a pornstar.

Dina feels her arousal pooling in her pants, sliding her hand down into her jeans as she touches herself at the sight of you. Your bottom lip I’m between your teeth as you groan, Ellie’s hair gripped in between your fingers. She enjoys the sight of it all. Ellie kissing your stomach again as she adds another finger, speeding up just enough to make you scream. “I’m- oh shit! Ellie please…!” You hold onto her wrist to keep her from moving away, riding her fingers and clenching around them.

“Gonna cum pretty, I wanna taste you as bad. S’not fair Dina got to try it first.” You whine, unable to speak. Dina throws her head back as she feels herself about to release around her own fingers. “Gonna cum together yeah? Cum with me YN.” She says breathlessly as she rides her own fingers. Ellie snickers, “ya just couldn’t wait could ya?” Diving back down to devour the essence about to release from you.

Your head spinning softly, your back arching, you ride her fingers until suddenly. You burst, cumming and squeezing around her fingers, your head falling back and your legs shaking like never before. “E-El oh Fuck! Yesyesyes!” You spread your legs more as she licks it all up, not leaving one drop of you behind. “Taste so good pretty.” She says quietly into your cunt.

Dina cums as well, her legs shaking as she slows down, circling her bud slowly. “Oh yes..” she leans back, pulling her hand out of her jeans. “Wanna taste?” She asks, leaning forward and placing her fingers into your mouth, allowing you to suck them clean. Your eyes low, the high still rippling through you.

“Let’s do this again sometime.”

I want them both so bad...

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iiseor · 14 days

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cw: smut, strapon, breeding (kinda?), oral — not edited

"I think it's too much" you spoke as ellie unboxed the new strap she had bought just for you, the length making your eyes widen. you finally decided to let her buy one and use it on you after a few weeks of her desperate attempts to casually bring up the desire to do so.

“Abby never fucked you with this?" She questioned as she tightened the harness around her, leaning down to kiss your temple. "She did..." you replied breathing out shakily as she began kissing down your body, your shirt already removed. "Then don't worry" she instructed, now undoing your jeans. "Hers was smaller though ..” you added on in nearly a whisper, Ellie making her way up to your face again — laughing before kissing down your neck. "mm ... I'll be gentle I promise" she whispered into your ear to reassure you.

Lined up with your slit, she drags the silicone up and down the thin fabric still attached to your body — a wet spot leaking through as she teases. "Fuck ellie stop teasing" you hiss, desperately moving your hips trying to cause friction. Ellie laughs at your egarness, "getting you ready baby be patient" she replies, leaning up to connect your lips — your patience decreasing despite her words. "Ready f'me?" She questions, your foreheads attached as you nod impatiently.

Ellie pushes the fabric aside, dragging one of her hands from from your upper body down, rubbing circles around your already soaked cunt. "So wet already ..." she speaks in a mocking tone, and before you have the chance to respond — she's already pushing the strap into your body causing you to let out a load whimper.

Her eyes locked on your expression, you desperately hook your arms around her neck, ellie starting off slow as she guides the silicone in and out of you — allowing you to feel her size fill you up. "F-fuck els... feels so good" you let out louder than before, your words causing her to slowly increase her pace.

"Yea? You like that baby?" She breathes out in response, leaning down to hood you closer to her as she can't hold back anymore — grinding into you harder and faster. Your sweet sounds fill the room, loud yet barely understandable as the overwhelming sensation drives you crazy. "Sound like a fucking animal ..." ellie whispered in your ear, "go on, let everyone hear whose fucking you like this" she ads on. Tears fill your eyes as your slick drips down the long silicone, barely fitting into you all the way — your wetness soaking the sheets with every thrust. "Please els ... m feels so good" you whine, "does it? Feels that good?" Ellie mocks you, wiping away the tears rolling down your cheeks. "Give it to me sweetheart, let it out" she adds on, her words making you nearly release on the spot.

You whine out as you cum around her. Ellie not slowly her pace down in the slightest as your voice grows louder. " it's too much " you choke out as she rambles sweet words into your ear again "its okay angel you're doing so good .... need to fill you up" she replies, her silicone now coated in your cream. "God you're such a fucking slut, look so good for me Angel" she says sucking down on your skin, her mix of praises and degradation causing a knot to form in your stomach. "Ellie ..." you sob out through a trail of pornographic moans, ellie unable to respond as you squeeze around her before releasing again.

She steadys her pace this time, placing kisses gently on your now bruised neck. "Good girl ... did so good f'me" she praised, pushing your hair away from your face before leaning down. Slowly, she pulls the silicone from your body, your release pouring out of you as she gently rubs your swollen clit. Desperate to savour your taste, she leans downstairs and places her tongue between your drenched folds — your voice breaking through whines as the feeling sent shock through your body. Unlatching her mouth from your body, she places kisses up your stomach as she makes her way to your face to do the same. "So pretty ...." she trails out, caressing your face as she praises you for taking all of her.

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ellstronaut · 3 months

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not to be that person but fuck

n don’t get me wrong I love smut as much as the next person but I cannot stand meaningless smut. With no substance just mindless sex with no passion or any ounce of affection attached to it. No buildup, no pining, no tension so thick it’s palpable no “fuck why are these jeans glued on” no “clumsiness or characters being awkward because sex is awkward sometimes and intimidating” no characterisation, character development or poking fun in a lighthearted way because

“dino boxers really?”

the way they’d be so unapologetic about it too maybe not even vocal but the look that fucking look that screams “yeah? n what you’re gonna do about it?” or maybe they’re flustered but that’s hot either way because it’s them, it’s their quirk

It’s the little details

The vulnerability? The insecurities—trying something new but being afraid to cross or plunge into unknown territories

but it’s their touch—guidance—that unspoken “you’re safe with me”

Subtle hotness/intimacy man

But yeah sex sells. Let’s be real. It’s a cheap way to get views especially when not mindful of how characters would react in such situations

#ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #ellie williams imagine #tlou ellie #that girl smokes an expired old joint ONCE and y’all think she’s some kind of sex God😭#no but she would in fact wear dino boxers #I don’t think Ellie would engage in random hook up culture either bro she’s a LOSER LESBIAN #shes the queen of self deprecation needs encouragement or social cues before making the first move aka weed scene #only then does all HELL break lose #no but the way Dina pulled away for a split sec…mid making out bc she just ignited a beast

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sunsburns · 6 months

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i'm currently going through a brainrot of hockey player!ellie williams x figure skater!reader

like guys walk with me

the two of you had seen each other at the rink. you're leaving, and she's coming in with her team for practice, but you two have shared nothing but glances. never really talked until the hockey team and figure skating teams were forced to share the rink because of a scheduling conflict. while trying to stay to your side, the puck happens to come your way, and the girl chasing after it happens to crash into you.

it's ellie.

guys please listen when i say that this starts a fight, but we love good old bickering.

and imagine once the tension settles and you are back on the ice again, you run into ellie, who's on her own practicing drills and stuff, and she's trying to apologize about what happened, and then it leads to the two of you messing around on the ice; ellie trying to spin the way you do and you trying to move as fast as she does. and it ends with the two of you exchanging numbers.

oh my god i need to write a full-on fic now.

#ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie tlou #tlou ellie #tlou smut #tlou x reader #ellie williams fanfic #ellie the last of us #ellie williams fic #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie x reader #dina tlou #the last of us 2

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elliesmistress · 3 months

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I NEVER EXISTED (ELLIE X READER)

SERIES MASTERLIST

Summary: Ellie always had commitment issues, even you knew this but you never wanted to admit it because she was so good at keeping you around...

Warnings: 18+ (MDNI), drug usage (marijuana and alcohol), mentions of cheating, swearing, TOXIC!ELLIE, Ellie has dacryphilla, situationships, lying, addiction problems (alcohol, reader!), HELLA manipulation and love bombing, v!rginity loss!

R/N: This series is not for the soft hearted, if you can't handle a bit of toxicity, manipulation, cheating and slight rough sex but reader is fine with it! then don't read this, another note I've never done Toxic!Ellie this isn't really the type of writing I do so it might be shit xx

SIDE NOTE!: I am writing this based on my own experiences with toxic situationships with my ex!

Genre: angst, smut, drama, some fluff.

Tag list: @snowy-vee @vqxen @ellslvr @bready101 @bbgbbgbbb @elliesofficeslvt @flowersforvi @p4ison1vy @dynsdiary @arson4kids and @we-loveebony

♡ : Chapter 1: a new beginning

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aouiaa · 1 month

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Florist! Dina hcs

Imagining Florist! Dina who had Ellie paint her shop like a mythical forest with blooming flowers everywhere.

Imagining Florist! Dina who’s very bossy with it. Having her hands on her waist, watching Ellie’s every stroke of the brush with this face.

“Ew, hate that.”

“Alright, where do you want it, D.” Ellie says with a tired sigh.

“Hmmm, Righhtt” she dragged, scanning the room “there.” she points at a corner with a big grin.

Just imagine Ellie with a big pout while waddling the ladder to said spot as Dina is in the background with her hands clasped together with that same big smile.

Such a cutie

Imagining Florist! Dina who was extremely nervous on opening day that her nails who all chewed off by the end of the night.

Poor girl :(

Imagining Florist! Dina who cried when her family came in with flowers of their own, and a little cake congratulating her.

Imagining Florist! Dina who suggested to take a family photo, and later hung it on the wall behind the cash register.

Imagining Florist! Dina who looks at that same photo to make herself feel better when she’s stressed at work.

Imaging Florist! Dina who does that one thing with the apron to make her waist look snatched.

Imagining Florist! Dina who’s a MOTHER to her plants. Always saying goodnight and good morning to her plants. Talking to them throughout the day since she found out that plants get sad when they get no interaction.

Imagining Florist! Dina who does notice the weird stares she gets when she does talk to her plants, but doesn’t care! She even entertains it when little kids run into her shop asking if the plants control her.

“My mom calls you crazy.”

“Well, I wouldn’t say that…the plants give me superpowers like poison ivy.”

“Wait—really?” Dina swears she can see sparkles in their eyes. “Cool!”

Imagining Florist! Dina who sheds some tears when her babies flowers are sold. Since she watches all her flowers grow from a seedling to a blooming flower.

Imagining Florist! Dina who has mini pamphlets with every purchase made of how to take care of the plant, with tips and tricks on the back!

Imagining Florist! Dina who has unique designs on her wrapping papers.

Imaging Florist! Dina who holds back tears when a costumer brings back a plant in terrible condition.

Imaging Florist! Dina who gives a death stare to the same customer when they say they followed her quote on quote stupid instructions, but the dumbass plant died on them anyways. Let’s just say that customer met a whole new Dina that day…

Imaging Florist! Dina who cries when she can’t save a plant.

Imagining Florist! Dina who has a lively garden filled with the returned flowers.

Imagining Florist! Dina who was reluctant to hired staff since she wanted the best care for her flowers.

Imagining Florist! Dina who unintentionally acted like a mobster while interviewing the hires.

“So what brings ya’ here today?” Dina says, looking the poor girl up and down.

“You had a sign saying for hire?” she says, almost scared to respond.

“Hm, alright. Tell me about yourself. Why do you wanna work here?”

"Uhm, you know, I just really love plants. My mother had a garden growing up, and I, uhm, was really involved in it, and grew to love plants, heh." she says, nervously fiddling with her fingers in her lap.

Imagining Florist! Dina who didn’t understand why she was so scared, but ended up hiring her anyway.

Imagining Florist! Dina who was mesmerized by you when you came in with a 'Hiring' paper in hand. Now, the girl is usually confident when attractive people walk into her shop, but all of that confidence was nowhere to be found when you walked in.

Imagining Florist! Dina who was the nervous one doing the interview!

“So, uhm, why do you wanna work here?” she says with a nervous smile.

“Well, I really find botany very interesting. My Dad and I had a garden out front, and that was where I found my passion for plants. And when I saw you were hiring." You stop and chuckle. “I practically ran over here.” you smile while scratching the back of your neck.

Imagining Florist! Dina who loved you immediately, work wise of course, why anything else? And hired you.

Imagining Florist! Dina who holds back a face of disgust when she drinks the coffee you brought her on the first day of your job.

Imagining Florist! Dina who stared at you care for the plants like newborns when she first let you start working on them. Totally didn’t give her butterflies in her tummy.

Imagining Florist! Dina intentionally gives you closing shifts with her so you both can be alone, to get to know you better of course!

Imagining Florist! Dina who learns more from you about plants, and actually accepts the tips since usually she’s very cocky, “I know what I’m doing.”

Soooo sassy wassy

Imagining Florist! Dina who gets nervous being around you easily, and hates it!

You’re coming behind her to get the soil, and you had to just reach behind her!

“Sorry, D. Just…need the soil.”

Dina instantly moves away to let you, “It’s alright, uhm, yeah.” she adds a nervous chuckle towards the end, holding the clipboard to her chest while staring at you.

A smirk relays on your lips as you glance back at her before walking away.

A sigh of relief leaves her lips as she slouches a little, “Pull yourself together, Dina.” she whispers to herself before returning to counting the stock.

Imagining Florist! Dina who enjoys has to endure “terrible” plant jokes over the next few weeks.

“Hey, D” you say, momentarily pausing on sweeping. “What did the cactus say to the other cactus?”

“Hmm, I don’t know what?” Dina says, looking up from counting the money in the register.

“You’re looking sharp!”

Dina who has to hold in her laughter, and sighs. “Gosh, that was terrible…” she says, sounding strained.

“Oh, c’mon! that one was good! I know you wanna laugh.”

Imagining Florist! Dina who somehow gets convinced by you to dance! A slow dance was decided since Dina’s main concern was for the plants. She tried ignoring the way her heart skipped a beat when you placed your hand on her waist for the slow dance.

When the music begins to play, your sight is glued to Dina’s footing, guiding her. Dina could feel her face burning red as she realize the distance between the two of you, and how small it is.

“There you go, you’re natural!” you praise, looking up at Dina.

A smile displays itself on Dina’s face, “What can I say? I’m a fast learner.”

Then there it was, this soft look in your soft eyes, and suddenly you were leaning in. Dina’s heart was pounding out of her chest, feeling all the air around her being sucked away. And the only to breathe was…you. Dina never felt so ready in her life, closing her eyes too.

But she isn’t met with a soft peck, no, instead she feels your thumb harshly swipe something away from her face. “Ow!” Dina yelps, pulling away while holding her cheek.

“Oh shit, sorry, you had some ranch dressing on your face.” you laugh nervously.

“Ahem, y-yeah, no, it’s okay.” Dina says, sounding disappointed?

Imagining Florist! Dina who’s now extremely awkward around you, but so were you. It was so awkward in fact she ran to her best friend, Ellie.

“And you pulled in?!” Ellie laughs, bringing the stick to her lips, and inhaling.

“I didn’t know! I was going off of signs that I obviously know now not there!” she tries defending herself.

Ellie exhales, offering the cannabis to which Dina declines, “Well, you did say you could see it in her eyes too.”

A sigh, one of embarrassment escape her lips as recollects the past. “God, I’m so delusional…” she says, bringing her hands to her face, and burrowing inside. Thinking maybe if she did a good enough job, she wouldn’t have to go to work tomorrow.

“Aren’t we all?” Ellie chuckles, leaning back.

Imagining Florist! Dina who does go to work the next day, and goes about it. Until her lunch break when she laughs upon noticing you playing Plants vs Zombies.

“Plants vs Zombies?” she says with a scoff.

The sudden interruption causes you to look up, and smile. “Yeah, gotta say…pretty addicting.”

She hums “Pretty ironic…since you’re working at a flower shop. You don’t die, do you? Get the poor plants eaten.”

“Oh, god no, what do you take me for? A monster?!” you frown.

“Hmm, good because I would have to fire you if you do.” Dina quips.

You chuckle, turning your phone off and putting it back in your pocket, watching Dina sit down beside you with her arms crossed

“Soo, uhm, how do you like it here?”

A scoff leaves your mouth as you look down at your fidgeting fingers that are placed on your lap. “Well, it’s not so bad here. Lightings great, the people—“

“Oh cmon, Y/n. Be for real.”

You chuckle, another smile appearing on your lips, one of nervousness as you become silent, seeming to think of something before resuming. “You want the truth?”

She couldn’t ignore the feeling in her chest, no, not this time. The same erratic rhythm she felt on that day. She noticed the shift in your demeanor, how you can’t even look her in the eye. Everywhere else, but her. “And what’s that?”

“That you like me.” you respond with a cheeky grin.

Dina’s heart stopped, “What…no? I, uhm,” her face grew hot.

A laugh ruptures from your throat, “Yeahhh, I think you do like me.”

“How’d you know?” she says, looking down and now fidgeting with her fingers.

“Oh, it was pretty obvious.”

Imagining Florist! Dina and you have been together for about two years now! Today marked that day, and you said you knew a spot.

“I swear if you make me fall, and dirty my dress, I’ll kill you!” Dina says, gripping your hand so tight that it might break if any more pressure was added. “I’m putting so much faith in you, y/n!”

“Calm down, baby. You’re not gonna fall or dirty your dress.” you reassure her.

Dina was blindfolded and terrified. More terrified than she has ever been in her whole life. And she didn’t really trust you, considering how clumsy you were yourself.

“Alright, just stop here, and give me one second.”

“Y/n! Wait—where are you going?” she grabs on to the fabric of your sweater.

“Hey, calm down. I’ll be right back.” you say, pressing a kiss on her forehead before walking off.

Hearing your footsteps fade away, she waits there, blind. Listening and looking around to her best ability, but the fabric around her eyes made it difficult. A sudden shiver runs down her back when a breeze blows gently through her hair, painting her skin with gentle strokes. The sensation felt like no other.

“Y/n! Are you ready?” your voice makes her jump.

“Ye-yeah! I’m ready” Dina puts her hand out for you to grab, and lead her.

"Alright, just stand here." You trail off, positioning her like a doll. "Okay, you can take it off.”

And when she does, a gasp leaves Dina's mouth as she's met with miles of valley filled with flowers. Ones of many colors and varieties, and below a blanket filled with Dina’s favorite foods. Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she looks back at you.

“Surprise, baby.” you say with a smile.

“Oh my god, this is perfect!” Dina jumps in your arms to which you catch and hold onto her as she begins kissing you.

“I was scared you’d hate it.” you say in between kisses

“Hate it? I love it!” Dina laughs.

“Well I love you.”

Feeling her face warm up again, and that same feeling brewing up in her chest, she can’t help, but to feel like the luckiest girl in the world. “I love you too.”

Florist! Dina who loves what beautiful gifts the world bestows, and is so glad she has you to experience it with.

a/n; HEHEHEE

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plutolovesyou · 16 days

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super famous rock band au...enemies to lovers....fake dating....love triangle?....guitarist ellie....drummer abby....singer reader?.....tensionnnn....manager dina....bassist jesse(or we kick him out make a girls only team)..............THE PARASITES IN ME

walk with me WALK WITH ME. any other ideas i can add into this are veeeeeery much welcome THANK UUUUUU bye

#dw spiderels is still priority but this has taken seat in my brain #you will have to pry that trope out og my cold dead hands #maybe some daisy jones and the six influence too......?#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams angst #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams concept #ellie williams imagine #abby anderson fluff #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson smut #abby anderson angst #dina nolastname #dina woodward

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beforeimdeceased · 9 months

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WELCOME TO THE PARTY — ABBY ANDERSON ༄₊🫧➳

tlou2 is based on the israeli occupation of palestine, how you can help

pairing: ex!abby x reader

synopsis: you try to escape the thoughts of your ex with a little partying and she shows up to ruin it all.

content: oral (r!receiving)

author’s note: thank u so much for 1.2k i love this little community we’ve got on here! you guys make me so happy i can’t thank you enough <3

“I can’t even enjoy this stupid fucking party, Oh my god!”

You were currently spiraling in a far corner of the bustling house. Drink in hand with a scowl on your face. You take a sip of the liquid, letting it slide down your throat and settle into your stomach. You were waiting for the buzz to kick in and ease your nerves.

You’d just seen Abby, your ex, prancing in with another girl on her arm. A very pretty and smiley girl who you’d never seen before. You were wondering how they’d met and what they’d talked about when Dina came over to snap you out of your thoughts.

“You’re not gonna let her ruin your fun, right?” She gently rubs your arm and you’re so touch starved the gesture nearly makes you cry. It’s been a week since you’d parted ways with the blonde, and the lack of her presence was weighing down on you. You’d missed her smile, her kind eyes, and the way she always knew how to make you laugh.

But she wasn’t perfect. Neither were you, you couldn’t be. Tension grew in the relationship. You went from wanting to be around each other all the time, to avoiding each other at all costs. If you saw her post that she was at the gym, you were making an illegal u-turn in the middle of the road to avoid seeing her. That wasn’t a relationship, and it had to end.

Funny how you were still avoiding her.

“Dina I can’t dance, I’m gonna be sick.” You hold your stomach, tugging against Dina’s grip on your arm. She looks at you empathetically, placing a kiss on the back of your hand. “Babe, Are you going to stop functioning properly because of her? Forever?”

Before you can respond, commotion ensues. Ellie can be heard cursing following the sound of glass breaking and a crash. “Okay, hold on. I’ve gotta stitch up my girlfriend.” She rolls her eyes before rushing into the direction of the noise. A crowd of people swallow her, keeping you from following her.

You decide you need to just wash your face off in the bathroom, and get your ass out there. Abby is just another girl that got away. She’s clearly moved on, so why can’t you? You weren’t going to let her sour your night. Plus, Dina was your ride and you had to wait for her to fix Ellie up.

You can’t get the bathroom downstairs open, and after asking about 7 intoxicated people you find safety in the basement. There everyone was either high, tripping, or both. More importantly, they were not paying attention to who was going into the bathroom in the far left corner.

It was big, which was unsurprising considering how large the basement and the house was itself. Incredibly clean and it looked like the perfect hideout spot. You decided you’d stay in there scrolling through your phone until Dina sent her usual “where r u?” text.

The familiar sound of the ping on your phone interrupts you mindlessly moving your thumb. Out of the corner of your eye you catch the first letter of the sender, and nearly throw your phone.

Abby ❌: Where’d you run off to?

Was that meant for you? Did you want to find out? You stare at the message letting your eyes unfocus. Biting your lip you ready yourself to respond, but you’re stopped by the three dots indicating she’s typing.

Abby ❌: You in the basement?

You wish the window in there was bigger, because it would’ve made escaping a lot easier. Instead of responding, you look for the easiest solution to your new found problem, which happened to be the door. You open it, and a presently surprised Abby is on the other end smiling at you.

“Oh, you opened it for me?” You walk back as she walks in and watch as she closes and locks the door. “You’re still so sweet.”

“Where’s your friend?” You ask, arms crossed. It was upsetting you that you were so jealous, but it made sense. The end of your relationship was rocky, but you’d still only broken up a week ago. The wound was fresh, and she was poking her fingers in it.

“I don’t know, probably making out with someone upstairs.”

Realization hits you and you’d never admit it but you felt relief. Abby can read you though, she knows you better than anyone. A wide smile spread on her stupid cocky face.

“Were you jealous?” She tilts her head a bit and it makes you bite the inside of your cheek. She’d always tilt her head while she was deep inside of you. Chuckle and ask “You like that?” As if you could even fucking answer with how hard she was fucking you. The memory sends a shiver through your entire body, and it delays your response. She takes note of that as well and your body language. Arms crossing and uncrossing while her eyes trailed up and down your body.

She was looking at you like she was struggling to contain herself. You could almost see her thoughts projected over her head. “I miss you. I miss fucking you.”

“Would it be wrong for me to be jealous?” You back up towards the sink, catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. Another memory of her with her hand over your mouth, pounding into you mercilessly, flooded your mind. She takes note of this before moving closer to you.

Her body is close enough that if you reached out, you would be touching her freckle speckled skin. You fear that if you don’t lean into her, you’ll tip over. That you’ll fall splat on the cold bathroom tile. That you’ll sink into the ground and disappear, if you don’t touch her right fucking now.

“I guess not.” She leans over towards you, and you think she’s moving in to wrap you in a hug, but she’s just pushing past to look in the mirror. She notices how your face falls at her movements, and turns to look at you.

“Someone has to be honest here. Want me to start?”

No was at the tip of your tongue before her lips crashed into yours. She cups your face and you almost don’t notice her backing you up against the sink. Your back hits the edge of it, causing it to arch and your head to lean back. Abby takes the opening, latching her lips onto your jaw and then your neck.

“I fucking hate you so much right now.” You close your eyes, body contradicting your words. You lean into her strong and firm arms. Pulling your body into hers. “I hate how I couldn’t go a week without you.” Is breathless and desperate as it leaves your tongue.

She’s on her knees now, positioned in between your legs. She struggles to remain composed enough to tease you. Lustrous desire causing her mouth to salivate. You help her get your pants off, kicking them to the side, before her fingers loop into the band of your underwear. “It wasn’t easy for me either.” She pulls them down in a frenzy. “I missed the way you moaned my name.”

She latches her tongue to your heat, swirling a harsh circle against your sensitive bud. You would’ve lost your balance if she wasn’t holding your legs open and up with her arms. fingers on the inner corners of your cunt, spreading you wide for her. There was no mercy, and no slowing down. Her mission was to make you see stars.

“Fuck.” Is all you can let out and she hums against you in agreement. The vibration sending a wave of pleasure straight to your core. You tangle your hands in her hair, grappling at it to keep her right where you needed her.

And she never fails to deliver. Tongue buried into your walls while her nose swipes against your clit. You bite back a moan which causes her to move her hand and squeeze your ass, pushing the sound out of you. It’s clear and melodic, music to her ears. If anyone happened to walk in she wouldn’t want to stop. She wanted to hear more from you. She needed to.

You can barely hold back your orgasm. With the way she has you spread completely open for her, entire face buried into you moaning against your cunt. You let the wave rush over you, eyes rolling back into your head as her name rolls off your tongue.

You shake a bit, overwhelmed from the high and her face still buried between your legs. Now is when you feel a bit disappointed in yourself. At how hard it was to stay away, how easy it was to give into her, and how you’re going to have to explain this to Dina.

Abby kisses up and down your inner legs, catching all of your juices on her tongue. It feels so good before you hear that damn ding from your phone once again. She reaches over to grab it out of your pants pocket and hand it to you. Speak of the devil.

Dina 💖: where r u?

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saviorellie · 9 months

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soccer player!ellie headcannons.

pairing : ellie williams x reader pov : second person , she/her pronouns warning(s) : just fluff !!! college au my speciality ! notes : been thinking about that anon mentioning soccer player ellie for literal months . so i had to write something for her obvi . missed you guys big time :) <3

ellie is sooo “tomboy in elementary school and wanted to play tackle football but her parents wouldn’t let her”

so of course she picked soccer (kicking things really hard at people mmmm)

she spends hours !!! practicing everyday

holidays, birthdays, special occasions, it doesn’t matter . she’s out there

she’s so cocky !!!!!!!! she loves a compliment and has the worlds biggest ego when it comes to her game

like she knows she’s good . she’s even got the college scholarship to prove it

having her as your girlfriend would actually be soooo annoying because like .

girls are FLINGING themselves at her

like stopping mid convo to stare at her as she walks by, dropping their pencils in front of her just to bend over

and she fucking loves ignoring it

just completely looking away when s girl is trying to get her attention

when she looks in the stands at games she loves to wink in your direction and watch people fight over if she winked at them or not

“she winked at me she wants me”

meanwhile you’re behind them giggling

ellie gets so in her head before games, even when she knows she so fucking good

her scholarship is riding on her ability to play and she cannot let her game rage get the better of her

she lovesss arguing with a ref tho

she loves it when you run her a bath after a game

especially if she loses :(((

she just wants to be held and cared for !!!!!!

when her muscles are sore from training and her back hurst she just wants a massage and a hug :((((

she asks all the time if you’ll go to the gym with her

you’re her little cheerleader !!!

at games, at the gym, when she's doing her homework you're cheering her on

you love to obsess over her in a funny way

"ellie!! ellie i'm your biggest fan!! can i have your sweatband!!"

she loves it (obviously)

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savannahsdeath · 11 months

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ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

♯unexpected visit

mdni please<3

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

warnings: 18+!! smut, drinking

writers note: this ones short soo enjoy💞

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

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

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

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

And then you remembered...

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

Before you could end, she cut you off.

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

You nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

Oh.

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

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

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

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

"Sit down, y/n!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She laughed and Ellie joined her quickly after.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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squintyeyedjoel · 1 month

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Look For The Light | (Joel x Reader) - Coming Soon!

Synopsis: When Joel and Ellie are on their way to find the Fireflies, they stumble across something else in an abandoned farmhouse. Something unexpected and life changing - you. ….and the three year old toddler you rescued three days ago that happens to harbor something familiar Joel has a hard time reconciling with.

(Sneak peek below the cut!)

Suddenly the handle on the door to your room jiggled, making the breath stutter in your chest.

The low voice on the other side of the wooden barrier made you jump. “I’ll give you to the count of three, otherwise I’m breakin’ this thing down.”

You gulped.

“One.”

Silence.

“Two.”

A beat more.

“Three.”

Suddenly the door swung open, the latch busting into pieces and skittering across the floor as the hulking frame of a man barreled through shoulder first. Just behind him you saw a teenaged girl peeking in curiously from the top of the steps.

“Sorry,” you mumbled, offering a timid smile. “I’d have met you at the door, but,” you looked down toward the bundle in your arms, the smile turning more genuine. “My hands are full.”

“Holy fucking shit,” the teenager mumbled, before trying to make her way around the grumpy looking man. He caught her by her backpack, not allowing her any closer, to which she turned a skeptical look his way. “Really, Joel? It’s a baby. What’s it gonna do, drool me to death?”

You snorted a laugh, arching an eyebrow at the man- Joel’s unimpressed look your way.

“It’s a toddler. They’d scream your ear off b’fore they’d drool-” He stopped when he glanced from the tiny human in your arms who looked up at him with wide, curious eyes, and focused back on the teen, finding her already looking at him with raised brows.

After a moment he released her with a sigh, and she took a few tentative steps your way, wide grin climbing up her face.

“How would you know, anyway?” She teased the man without sparing him a glance.

The look he shot at the back of the girl's head made you want to grin, but you successfully tucked it into the top of the little human’s head in your lap.

“I’m older ‘an you. Been ‘round the block a few times, is all. Know a thing or two.” His voice was a rumbling grouse, the dry tone exasperated and saying he’d been here a time or two before, this argument worn and thin.

“Yeah, because you’re ancient,” she mocked.

“Ain’t that old,” he grumbled.

“Dirt is younger, Joel.”

“Not worried I’m infected?” You kept your voice calm, not wanting to poke the angry bear known as Joel.

The girl smiled in a way that said she had more to say than what she was telling as she knelt next to you. “No. Not really.”

“Ellie,” Joel groaned, taking a step closer as the teen sat next to you, her shoulder lightly bumping against your own as her back pressed against the wall.

“I’m not, by the way,” you looked between them both. “Infected.” Looking down to the toddler in your arms, snorting as she tried to hide further into your threadbare shirt, you couldn’t help but smile softly. “Neither is she.”

“What’s her name?” Ellie reached out a finger for the little one to hold. It was taken tentatively, and given a firm shake like she had seen countless adults do around her in the QZ you’d been in before.

It made Joel snort out a laugh through his nose.

“Sarah.”

The laugh turned into a choking sound, quickly melting into a coughing fit as Joel bent over at his waist, bracing his hands on his knees as he fought for air.

“You okay, old man?”

You tried to stifle the smile Ellie’s comment brought to your face before you turned your gaze back up to Joel once again.

After a long moment, he stood up straight with a huff. “Fine.” Another long pause. “Just swallowed wrong.”

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elliesdin0saur · 6 months

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Sleeping love.

The last of us

pairing: Ellie x fem!reader

summary: Cozy night with Jesse and Dina by the campfire turns into a sweet moment between you and Ellie. As tiredness sets in, Ellie's warmth and care shine through. She lends you her jacket, guides you to sleep and sharing sweet 'I love yous'.

word count: 1K

warnings: none, just fluff!

a/n: enjoy this piece of cute Ellie, also don't be shy to leave a request!

PS: Requests are open lovelies x

The night hung over Jackson like a heavy blanket, and the air was crisp with the scent of burnt wood and pine. You and Ellie sat by a crackling campfire with your friends, Jesse and Dina. The warmth of the flames danced on your faces, creating a cozy spot in the midst of the messed-up world you had lived in. Despite everything going south, laughter echoed through the air, a quick getaway from the tough reality.

Ellie, with her short auburn hair and a glint of mischief in her eyes, sat close to you. The sight of her made you smile, as you comfortably leaned against Ellie, your fingers entwined as you enjoyed the warmth of both the fire and each other.

Jesse and Dina were busy chatting about the best way to cook a rabbit they'd snagged earlier. Ellie, always the stubborn and funny one, jumped in with her comments that left everyone laughing. You, with your contagious giggles, added to the mix of joy around the campfire.

As the night went on, a subtle change started sneaking in. A calm tiredness settled upon you, your yawns showing you were getting sleepy. Ellie, being the observant one, couldn't help but notice the signs of weariness in her girlfriend's eyes.

The flickering flames danced to an unheard melody, casting shadows that played on the tired lines etched on your face.

"Feeling tired, baby?” Ellie asked, a teasing grin playing on her lips. The weariness in your eyes didn't go unnoticed.

You managed a half-hearted nod, eyelids heavy with exhaustion. "Maybe a bit."

Without a moment's hesitation, Ellie unzipped her jacket and gracefully slid it off her shoulders. With a tender smile, she draped it over you, you welcomed the warmth with a grateful expression. The jacket, still infused with Ellie's scent, enveloped like a protective cocoon against the cool night air.

"Here, babe. Don't want you catching a chill out here," Ellie said, her voice carrying a gentle concern that spoke volumes about your bond. You mustered a tired but appreciative smile, pulling the jacket snugly around your body. "Thanks Els”.

As the night progressed, the embers of the fire waned, mirroring your diminishing energy. You found herself leaning against Ellie, who welcomed the contact with open arms. Ellie's embrace was a sanctuary, a refuge from the weariness that threatened to consume you soon. The gentle warmth radiating between you was not just a product of the crackling flames; it was a reflection of the genuine affection that had blossomed throughout the months.

The night wore on, and the distant sounds of crickets provided a soothing backdrop. Ellie's fingers traced absentminded patterns on your arm, a silent reassurance that spoke of your unspoken understanding. Despite the fatigue, a quiet contentment settled over you, a shared moment that showed friendship had evolved into something deeper—an unbreakable bond forged through shared laughter, challenging trails, and quiet moments like these.

Your breathing became slower, the rhythmic rise and fall of your chest matching the hypnotic dance of the firelight. Ellie, too, felt the exhaustion of the day's struggles, but the warmth of you against her provided a unique comfort that energized her spirit. With a gentle touch, Ellie adjusted the jacket around you, ensuring you were snug and protected. The night air carried a crisp scent of pine, and the distant hooting of an owl.

Amidst the laughter and chatter of your friends, you gave in to the lull of sleep. Ellie couldn't help but steal glances at you, a fond smile on her lips. She watched as your breathing evened out, the calm look on her face turning the tough reality into a short moment of peace.

Ellie stuck around with her friends a bit longer, not wanting to wake you from the much-needed nap. Jesse and Dina exchanged knowing glances, silently acknowledging the sweet scene unfolding before them. Eventually, the night quieted down, and Ellie knew it was time to take you home.

As Ellie greeted them and carefully maneuvered away from the group, she felt a pang of reluctance to disturb the peace that had settled upon you. Gently lifting your head from her shoulder, Ellie marveled at the way your features softened in slumber. A small, contented sigh escaped out of your lips. Cradling you in her arms, Ellie couldn't help but marvel at the simplicity of finding solace in the person she loved, even if just for a moment.

The walk back to your cabin was a quiet, walking beneath the moonlit canopy of Jackson. Ellie led the way, each step accompanied by the rhythmic rustle of leaves under her boots. You stirred slightly in Ellie's arms, eyes fluttering open for a brief moment before surrendering once more to the embrace of sleep. Ellie smiled down, a silent acknowledgment of the weariness you both carried.

"Almost there, love” Ellie whispered, her voice a gentle murmur. "You can keep snoozin' if you want."

You managed a drowsy smile, nuzzling even

closer to Ellie. "Mm, comfy. 'S nice."

The cabin's door creaked open under Ellie's careful hand, revealing the dimly lit interior. A lantern cast a warm, golden glow across the small space, transforming it into a haven against the darkness outside. As Ellie laid you on the bed, the tenderness in her touch spoke volumes of how much she cared about you.

The worn blankets, proof to the shared history of countless nights, cradled together like a cocoon. Ellie gently managed to take your shoes off of you, not wanting to wake you up.

She covered you with a blanket and with a soft smile, she quietly kicked off her boots before climbing in beside you.

As Ellie snuggled up beside you, she felt the warmth enveloping you in the cozy cabin. You laid comfortably, in that sweet space between being awake and drifting off, letting out a happy sigh as Ellie pulled you in close.

Ellie's fingers played with your hair, a soft smile tugging at her lips as she she watched you. Your eyelashes fluttered a bit, responding to the soothing touch. Outside, the leaves rustled quietly, a noise that seemed to match the rhythm of your breaths.

As Ellie continued playing with your hair, the outside world faded away, leaving only the comforting sounds of their cozy cabin. Amidst the quiet, your soft words broke through, barely audible.

“I love you," you mumbled, the words hanging sweetly in the air. Ellie's heart skipped a beat at the sincerity in your voice. A warmth, deeper than the blankets around you, spread through Ellie. Without missing a beat, Ellie whispered back, "I love you too, baby,” confirming the love that bound you both together.

As Ellie continued to run her fingers through your hair, a peaceful calm settled over you. The moon added a soft glow through the window, landing softly on your skin.

In the quiet, your breathing steadied, and murmurs faded into a serene silence. Ellie, still holding you close, admiring your sweet nose and how you’d snore a little every now and then. As you slipped into dreams, Ellie held you a bit tighter, cherishing the warmth of your togetherness.

The tired lines had disappeared, leaving behind the peaceful look of someone not bothered by the chaos outside. Ellie couldn't help but be amazed at the simple beauty of the moment—the calmness of sleep, the warmth of shared blankets, and the gentle rise and fall of your chest.

As Ellie closed her eyes, tiredness taking over herself as well. The world might have gone haywire, but in that small cabin in Jackson, love and comfort ruled. They slept, tangled together in the embrace of their own little cabin, finding peace in each other.

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ps5captures7 · 1 month

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MODEL VIEWER in The Last Of Part II (2020)

Captured On PS5, By Me

Capture dates - ??

Post date - Wednesday 1st May 2024

all likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated<3

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elliesmistress · 2 months

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EPISODE 1: PILOT

WARNINGS: 18+, heavy drug usage (cocaine, weed, alcohol, etc), oral sex (R, E, D, A, ETC), tribbing, overdoses (reader), mentions of overdoses, angst, EVERYONE WILL BE IN COLLEGE AS EUPHORIA IS SET IN HIGHSCHOOL!, mentions of self harm, Jules will be transgender (same in the show, except sex won't be with her), shoplifting, mentions of death, NATE and his family will most likely be left out of this completely and set with new characters that are less toxic, dealer!ellie (sometimes), drug deals, swearing, less abusive relationships but still toxic, mentions of rehab, rehab (detox), death, degradation, toxic sex, rough sex, strap usage, strap sucking, mentioning of 9/11, lmk if I missed anything please!

a/n: this will be VERY similar to Euphoria, you will be RUE (Due to it being "your" story I will be writing it with 'I' as Rue talks). I just need to figure out where abby, dina, jesse, etc will fit into the story. I do know abby will be CAT very likely all the characters will be the exact same (besides from Nate and his parents) I've struggled with a few of the problems in Euphoria and I've written my own fic about MY addictions but I figured I'd do Euphoria too hehe, I will be removing the SA parts of the story because that's just something I don't want to have on my page. Please let me know if you want to be on the taglist whilst I actually have inspo to write :) 3.8K WORDS, spell checked and shit idk man it's like 4 hours past my bed time and 1am

I WILL BE MAKING A EUPHRIA PLAYLIST FOR EACH CHAPTER!

Taglist: @snowy-vee , @vqxen @pedropascalsbbg

PRESENT DAY

"I was once happy, content, sloshing around in my own private primordial pool." I am standing in front of hundreds of people who are here listening to my story—to say the very least, I was nervous. I always have been a fucking addict, and now I'm telling my story of how I recovered from this fucking disease that ruined my fucking life.

"Then one day, for reasons beyond my control, I was repeatedly crushed." I blink my eyes, looking at the floor, struggling to find the right words: "over and over by the cruel cervix of my mother, Grace."

"I put up a good fight, but I lost, for the first time, and definitely not my last... I was born three days after 9/11."

Memories flood back to when I could hear the TV going on the day I was born.

"I can hear you; I can hear you; the rest of the world hears you; and the people who knocked these buildings down will hear all of us soon." The unknown man says on the TV that hearing the words "USA, USA!" being chanted over and over again made me cry as a baby. Those chants will forever haunt me.

"My mom and dad spent two days in the hospital, holding me under the soft glow of the television, watching the towers fall over and over again, until the feelings of grief gave way to numbness." I shift uncomfortably in the silence of the audience, glancing at my good friends Jesse and Ellie, who indicate for me to keep talking. A soft chuckle comes from my lips as I continue on with the story.

"And then," I take a deep breath, "without warning, we moved to a friendly neighborhood in the suburbs, to where a middle-class child, me to be exact, was looking up at the ceiling, counting those fucking numbers like I could fucking see them. Over and over again. 'thirteen... fourteen... fifteen... sixteen."

"My mother looked up at that ceiling like I was fucking crazy; the words she said echo through my dumb brain still: 'What are you looking at, y/n?'" "I kept counting, trying my hardest to ignore her. She said to me, 'y/n, look at me."

I chuckle. "I bet you all know where this is going. I kept counting, but from the start," and my smile dropped immediately.

"I remember breaking down and crying when my mother tried to snap me out of it. I wanted... I had nothing but to cry, so that's what I did. I sat in a doctor's office a few weeks later with my mother crying next to me as the doctor said I could be suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, attention deficit disorder, general anxiety disorder, and possible bipolar disorder." I put my hand up close to the mic to cup it. "But I was a little too young to tell," I said in a joking tone, cracking a laugh from the crowd. "Y'all get me; y'all fucking get me."

"With this being said, I was put on medication to treat half of the disorders I had, and to be honest, I don't remember much between the ages of 8 and 12. Just that the world moves fast and my brain moves so fucking slowly."

"I would sit my fucking ass in class every day and try my hardest to listen to what that fucking teacher was trying to teach, but sometimes I would focus on my breathing a little too hard. I'd die. That teacher held a bag to my mouth to calm my breathing, though it never really helped. I remember trying to outrun my anxiety every day, looking in the mirror and trying to push my stomach in so I wouldn't look "fat."

"I would constantly get messages from people telling me they wanted to kill me, drug me, make fun of me, and bully me. My mother knew something was up and constantly asked me what was wrong, but I always gave the same response: 'I'm just fucking exhausted."

AGE 19 (college years)

"You said the doctor was in our network. How could he suddenly be out of network?" I hear my mother say as I walk out of my room into the kitchen, "I can't afford it" Grace says.

"did you see the beauty queen who got acid thrown in her face?" My sister says as I begin to lean on the dinning room table. "Mm, what? No" I say, turning my attention to her and out of my trance. "it's pretty fucked up." She says holding up her phone. "Hey, Mom, you got any tampons?" I turned my head to face her as she looked at the documents in her hand, I knew full well I wasn't going to be getting tampons but she didn't need to know that shit.

"in my bathroom, under the sink." She replies back, I swiftly make my way to the bathroom.

I enter her bathroom and cough as I open her medicine cabinet to take a few of her Alprazolam (XANAX) pills.

I would do this countless times, and surprisingly at some point, you make a choice about who you are and what you want in life.

I pretend to flush the toilet and I look at the picture in my mother's bathroom- it had my dad and my Mom on it on their wedding day.

I look at myself in the mirror washing my hands and putting on sunglasses to hide my pupils that are almost as big as my actual eye itself- I get out of the bathroom to go back into the kitchen

"alright, Jayda, let's roll." I say to my sister as she looks at me and frowns, probably these fucking sunglasses.

"y/n, did you eat breakfast?" Grace says, moving the phone away from her mouth. "I had coffee!" I yell out, opening the front door and making my way out.

Jayda and I begin to walk down the sidewalk, she turns her attention onto me and asks what's with the sunglasses.

"what sunglasses?" I say and chuckle, Jayda laughs with me.

We both make our way to the bus and wait for it to arrive, once it arrives we get on the bus and make our way to the back of the bus.

I guess... I showed up one day, without a map or a compass... Or to be honest, anyone capable of giving on iota of good fucking advice. And I know it all may seem sad, but guess what? I didn't build this system nor did I fuck it up.

I was sitting at a party, with a galaxy book to my knees and a line of cocaine, holding the perfectly rolled 5 dollar bill that had been rolled by some rando.

I snort the line of cocaine and immediately felt the pain in my nose, moving my hand up to my nose and applying pressure to where it is painful, making my breathing hitch, then speeding up my breathing in order to get rid of the pain.

My pupils immediately shot big, looking around—everything felt good, my mind at ease and nothing to worry about. I sit up with the most unreal experience, an out-of-body feeling as I struggle to get up.

"y/n, you good?" My friend Ellie attempts to hold my shoulders to steady me as I wobble slightly, I giggle and smile at her, escaping her grasp. "I'm good!"

I walk past people- everything is in slow motion, my body feels slow, my mind feels slow, and suddenly I no longer feel as high- I find another unknown substance and waste no time snorting it, sitting down on the couch.

I sat back up from the couch I was sitting at, getting offered yet another line of cocaine. I snort that cocaine as well, that leaves it hard for me to breathe, every time I take a breathe out. It feels like I'm breathing out all the oxygen I have.

And then it happens. That moment when your breath starts to slow, and every time you breathe, you breathe out all the oxygen you have. And everything stops: your heart, your lungs, then finally your brain. Then everything you feel, and wish, and want to forget, it all just sinks. And then suddenly... You give it air again, give it life again, and that's what leaves you needing more.

I smile at the figure I see besides me, her face is blurred but she's speaking to me, I feel scared. "I want to call an ambulance" I say in my mind, "but I don't wanna ruin everyone's time"

"dude get her fucking legs" I hear muffled voices, slowly waking up. It was Ellie and Jesse dragging my body to Ellie's bed, after I had passed out on the couch at that random frat party-

I stand in a church with my hands behind my back, looking up at the ceiling waiting to graduate from rehab. Slowly making my way up the steps, I look at the lady and give her a smile and a nod before exiting the building.

"God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference." Echoing in my mind over and over again as I make my way to Ellie's car.

"Hey!" I see Ellie running up to me. I drop my bags as she pulls me into a tight hug. I smiled at her shoulder. She squeals, letting go of me and looking at my face, pulling a hair strand behind my ear.

"I've missed you," she admits. "I've missed you too."

"What about we go back to mine and we can watch a movie?" Ellie suggests that, honestly, I wanted to get home and get out to my fucking dealer. I never had intentions of staying clean, but she didn't need to know.

"Uh yeah, sure," I say, quickly breaking myself out of my own stance. She helps me with my bag, and she puts it in Joel's old, beat-up truck, and I get into the front seat. "Everyone's missed you, dude, Abby, Dina, Jesse, and Maddie. Fucking everyone, dude."

I chuckle.

I cuddle up with Ellie in her dad's garage as we watch Jurassic Park. I'm on top of her, listening to her breathing—she's relaxed; she's always around me.

I find myself nuzzling into her neck. She moves her head to the side, so you have better access to her neck. I softly kiss her neck; she's always so soft.

Her eyes flutter shut as I start to suck on her neck, her hands finding their way to my ass, slowly rocking me back and forth to grind on her. Ellie let out a choked moan as she felt my clothed cunt rub against her clit.

"Y/N, fuck," she moans. I smile against her neck and make my way to Ellie's lips.

I kiss her slowly, but Ellie starts to become desperate, whining into my mouth as I refuse to give her what she wants. I move my hand underneath her hoodie to find her tits; of course she's not wearing a fucking bra or shirt under her jumper. It's Ellie.

"Wait," I say, pulling down her pants and boxers in one go. I look at her swollen cunt, slowly moving my head downward to lick up her slit, making my way to her clit.

She bucks her hips up into my tongue, I moan into her cunt, and she tangles her hand in my hair, slightly tugging upwards, making me groan loudly.

"S-sh-it," her voice is choked. "Fuck, just like that," she moans, rolling her eyes back, her toes curling in her socks. "Hmm? Feel good, baby?" I say to her, slowly lifting my head up, abandoning her swollen cunt.

"Fucking don't," she threatened, and I chuckled. I push my middle finger into her soaking pussy as I attach back to her clit; her breathing gets faster, and I feel her tighten around my fingers.

"F-FUCK!" She moans loudly, and I feel her pussy conract on my finger as she cums, her fingers tugging at my hair. "A bit loud, don't you think?" I tease after letting her ride out her orgasm, and I move up to kiss her sweaty forehead. "Shut up"

"got another in you?" I smirk, taking off my pants, t-shirt, and bra. Ellie takes off her jumper, leaving us both naked. I allow Ellie to get up and let her go on top of me.

Ellie aligns her clit up with mine and moans quickly, filling the room each time Ellie moves her hips. I start to dig your nails into Ellie's back, making her groan in pain.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Ellie chants from the overstimulation. "C'mon, baby, I know—fuck, I know you can do it." I praise her as I feel a knot in my stomach, threatening to come undone.

Ellie moves her shoulder closer to my face. I take this as an opportunity to bite down on her shoulder, which makes her wince in pain.

"I'm going to fucking cum!" Ellie moans out. Hearing Ellie say this triggers my own orgasm, and we both cum together.

I sit up in bed watching Ellie sleep, and I take out my phone to look at the time.

4AM

"Fuck it," I think before opening Ellie's window slowly, climbing out her window, and making my way to my dealer's house.

"There's a new girl in town I think you're going to be friends with." I stand in front of my dealer, who's sitting down in his chair. "who?" I question.

"shit... I don't know, man. She came in yesterday lookin' all Sailor Moon and sh*t. I'm thinking to myself, "You look like somebody you would get along with."

"Ah, real nice, dude. Really nice, where's ash?"

"I thought you went to rehab?"

"Doesn't that mean I stayed sober?" I smiled, walking towards Ash's room with a smile. I opened his door to see him eating cereal. He puts down his bowl and looks at me.

"Shit, I thought your ass was dead."

"I thought you had Asperger's till I realized you're just a prick." I insult him. "This is a fickle industry. Y'all come and go." He chuckles.

I ask for what I want, and he hands it to me. "Sure, you don't want to try anything new?"

"Like, what?" I asked, pulling the hair out of my face.

"2-C-T-2, 2C-T-7, and 5-MeO-DIPT." "I have no idea what the fuck you just said, Ash."

"Doesn't matter, dude, this sh*t. Is fucking lit?" He holds up a bag with two unknown pills. "It's a fast-acting psychedelic. I have some similarities to LSD, but with, like, key differences. Not as visual and shit, but still a sense of distortion... I don't know what's been blowing up in Tampa, and mad people like to fuck on it."

"okay, yeah." I say, putting all the baggies in my pocket, "That'll be 120."

"Fez said he'd spot me."

"Fezco, don't spot anybody."

"Yeah, well, it's a post-rehab discount, so you should ask him." I say, pointing the middle finger at him, opening his door, and leaving.

"Do you think my areolas look weird?" Dina says to Abby, "What the fuck, no?"

"Just the edges."

"Dina, they're fine," Abby says, taking a puff of the weed Cassie gives her.

"Fine, like, they're weird, kind of weird, or fine, like, nobody but me would ever notice what I would notice?"

"Fine, like, shut the fuck up, Dina," Cassie says, sitting up, grabbing her vape, and taking a puff. Dina scoffs, pulling up her t-shirt to cover her boobs.

"Hey ladies!" Jesse walks in. "Hey baby," Dina squeals, running to Jesse and hugging him. Abby cringes.

"Straight people, ew," she thinks to herself, looking at her phone. "Yo, you got out of rehab."

"Didn't she die?" Dina asks, and Abby shrugs.

"Yeah, I swear she died. I don't know, is Ellie coming to the party?" Jesse questions, to which Dina nods.

I get off my bike at home, slightly drugged up from the drugs I took earlier.

I walk into the house, softly shutting the door.

"Where were you?" My mother says, sitting at the table, Why the fuck is she up at 6 a.m.? You thought to yourself: "I went to eat," I lie. "What the fuck do you mean, you went to eat?"

"what?"

"what?" She mocks, "Don't walk away from me." She sits up from her seat, walking towards me as I walk towards my room. "You know what, y/n? I don't trust you."

"I don't know what you want me to say." It's true; I didn't know why she wanted me to say it. "I want you to tell me where you were," she says, walking quickly as I walk to my room.

"I just said I went to fucking eat!" I yell at her, "Don't you talk to me like that!" Grace says as I slam the door on her face. "Don't be slamming my doors around here."

"It was a fucking accident!" I yell out, holding my body in front of the door. "I don't care. You're not leaving this house until you take a drug test."

"I just peed!" I yell out, "Slam another door."

"Shit," I say, making my way to my bed, not knowing what to do. Every option I could do is unsafe as fuck.

Niacin, maybe. I don't know fuck, I think to myself, putting out my phone to look at the side effects.

Google

Side effects: skin flushing, extreme dizziness, vomiting, rapid heartbeat, and sometimes death.

Fuck, I can't.

"No drug site recommends doing this" I whisper to myself.

The other option is to get a non drug-addicted friend to do it for me.

About 20 minutes later, I show up at Dina's door, knocking.

"y/n!" Dina says, opening the door, smiling and hugging me, "I thought you died."

I laugh. "Can you do me a favor?" Uhm, I'm serious, bro."

"Sure, what is it, y/n?"

"Can you, uh, piss in this cup for me?" I whisper to her . "You're fucking with me, right?" She responds back, and I laugh and shrug.

Dina agrees to do it, and I enter her house to see Jesse and Abby.

"Sup Jesse," I say, fist bumping Jesse, then Abby.

"We thought you fucking died, bro. How was rehab?" Jesse says it with a genuine tone. "Yeah, it was good." I turn to Abby and ask, "How's football going?"

"Yeah, good. Thanks, uh, are you coming to that party tonight?" Abby asks, "Uhm, yeah, maybe."

"y/n" Dina grabs your attention, you move away from Jesse and Abby, and she swiftly hands you the bottle. "Here's that eyeliner."

"thank you"

I quietly climb through my window, grabbing my baggie of crushed cocaine, tipping some out onto my shelf, grabbing my 5 dollar note, rolling it up, and snorting a line.

"Argh," I groan, feeling it hit my nose. The same pain I've always experienced with snorting was still there—just muffled out. By this point, my nose was completely fucked, and I could hear the sound of the drugs eating away at my nose.

"Mom! I have to pee."

"I wish we could do this in a way that wasn't a complete invasion of my privacy." I say, cup in hand, struggling not to smile at her due to the drugs I had taken earlier on.

"Well, you lost your right to privacy after your overdose," your mom says, staring at you in the eyes.

"That was an accident." I smartly talk back, "Don't be flippy, y/n."

"Could you, at least?" Your mom turns around and says, "Thank you."

I sit down, and before "peeing" in the cup, I swiftly change it with Dina's urine as she talks. I wasn't listening to whatever the fuck she was saying... I was high as fuck, and I didn't care.

I gave her the urine sample, and she put the drug test in the container, and all of them came out negative. "I'm sorry for slamming the door earlier."

"it's okay. I forgive you. Come here." My mom says, pulling me in for a hug.

I guess... Like I said before, you get to choose who you want to be and how you want to be- the way the drugs cancelled out all my emotions was what I was looking for, no person, no nothing could compare to that feeling. Besides from drugs.

"I'm gonna stay at Dina's tonight" i say to which she agrees.

It's now 7PM, I don't know how the day went by so fast- but it did and it fucking sucked. I get a text from Ellie.

Ellie: Yo, noticed you left this morning you okay?

Me: yeah, I'm good bro. You alg?

Ellie: yep! Wanna come over tonight? Dont have to if you wanna go to the party instead

Me: I'll come over around like 11?

I find myself making my way to the party that Jesse, Dina, and Abby are going to.

Jesse and Dina have fucked off somewhere else, probably making out or fucking, and you find yourself next to Abby.

"How was rehab, y/n?" She says, breaking the tension, although I can barely hear her over the music, "Yeah, it was good!" I yell over the music.

I stand up, looking for the bathroom in an attempt to snort more, but people were already in the bathroom. "Shit," I think to myself, not paying attention to where I'm walking, accidentally bumping into this lady.

"fuck!" I yell. Looking at her, she looks like the girl Faz mentioned. "Hey, sorry." I retrace my steps.

"You're good; I'm, uh, I'm Jules," she says, and I smile, holding out my hand to shake hers. She accepts and shakes my hand.

She's got one of the most beautiful smiles you have ever seen; her smile is so bright it could light up an entire dark room, filled with nothing but sadness.

"I'm y/n" I introduce myself, to which we exchange numbers, and I make my way to Ellie's place, feeling overwhelmed from the party.

I knock on her door for Joel to answer; my pupils are dilated, and obviously I've taken some sort of drug.

"y/n... Hey, Ellie's in her room." I smile stupidly. These fucking drugs, man, I can't stop smiling . I swiftly walk past Joel and see Ellie. I smile at her, and she smiles back. "Dude, are you high?" She scoffs, "I thought... I thought you quit."

"I'm not high, Ellie, mania." I giggle; she obviously doesn't want to assume, so she wants to give me the benefit of the doubt.

"Are you coming back to college this month?" She questions. "Yeah, probably." The truth was, I didn't want to. But I knew I probably had to.

I shall leave it at this due to how many words, etc. and idk if people will like this 😭😭

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