justkindalivin

[justkindalivin]

Roommate trouble

summary: Your roommate Jesse and his girlfriend Dina fuck..a lot. loudly. When you finally get fed up after being woken up by their nightly “activities”, you go to Dina’s dorm for some peace and quiet only to run into her roommate, Ellie. 

warnings: Smut (18+ PLZ), Language, modern!au, college!au, making out, thigh riding, fingering (r rec), oral (r rec), dom!ellie, teasing, sub!reader, not edited well (I can’t think of anything else but lmk if you find something I forgot!)  

wc: 2.7k 

an: HEY YALL!! It's been a hot minute, sorry about that! The shotgun series is still ongoing but this idea popped into my head and I just had to write it. I tried to activate my asks or whatever but I’m still kinda new to how tumblr works haha. I wanna meet people in the TLOU community and make friends so come say hi!! Anyhoo I hope you guys enjoy, have a great day I love you ♡ - Lottie

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You loved Jesse, you really did. Starting from move-in day, you guys did everything together, knew everything about each other, and he quickly became your absolute best friend. When he first introduced you to Dina, a girl he met during orientation, you were so happy he found someone as sweet and open as she was. She always greeted you with a hug and smile, even going as far as inviting you to hang out with her and Jesse on whatever date they had planned. Eventually, you and Dina also got very close, going on your own little “friend dates” as she called them where you would go to dinner or just watch a movie. You always joked that if she ever got tired of Jesse all she had to do was say the word and you would sweep her off her feet. As much as you loved them though, there was one thing about them that you couldn’t stand. They fucked like rabbits. Literally 24/7. You actually didn’t even know it was medically possible for two people to get it on this much. You come home from a class and boom- they’re in your dorm going at it. Trying to take a nap in your room? Think again, here comes Jesse and Dina tearing off each other's clothes. You tried to be cool about it at first because you didn’t want to seem bitchy, but you were quickly reaching your limit. And tonight was the night you lost it 

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You had a long fucking day, filled with back-to-back classes that seemed to last an eternity and mountains of homework that took you hours in the library to complete. Practically as soon as you got to your dorm and your head hit the pillow you passed out, which is probably why you didn't hear Jesse and Dina come home. What you did hear, however, was a weird grating creaking noise that roused you from sleep. Blinking the blurriness from your eyes, you start to come to your surroundings. The creaking started to get louder and as you become more and more awake, you begin to notice soft moans and grunts coming from the direction of the creaking... - NO. FUCKING. WAY. 

“You little fuck gremlins, you’re unbelievable!!!” You exclaim, hucking your pillow in their general direction. The sound of a startled grunt and scrambling from Jesse’s bed fills your ears as they try to cover themselves up, and finally, you turn your bedside lamp on to glare at them. Both of them sit on his bed, messily wrapped in blankets with a light pink dusting on their cheeks, chests heaving as they try to catch their breath. At least Dina looks apologetic, Jesse just looks annoyed you interrupted them. 

“I’m so sorry, I-” Dina starts apologizing, but you hold up your hand to stop her. 

“Jesse, you're like a brother to me and I love you, but I can’t deal with you right now. Like, just give me a heads up when you two are gonna fuck and I’ll leave, this is traumatizing.” Jesse slightly rolls his eyes but nods, and you can tell he does actually feel bad that they woke you. “and Dina, just give me a chance I’d treat you so right, just say the word. You’ve done nothing wrong ever, and I love you.” 

Jesse shakes his head, throwing his hands up indignantly “Why do I get scolded like a toddler and Dina gets hit on?!? Where’s the justice?”. You shut him up with a glare, then focus back on Dina.

“Dina, where is your dorm and would your roommate mind me staying there? Y’all can finish what you started but I’m getting tf up outta here.” After getting the building name and room number, you quickly pack a small go bag with essentials, wrap a blanket over your shoulders, and begin to trudge across campus to Dina’s building. About halfway there you think about how crazy you’re going to look to her roommate, a girl you’ve never met before but Dina had mentioned in passing a few times. The only thing you knew about her was that her name was Ellie and she was an astronomy major. Fuck, what were you even going to say when you got there?? Hey! Our roommates were having a fuck fest in my room, mind if we have a sleepover? You spent the rest of the walk overthinking and trying to come up with something to say when you saw her until eventually, you found yourself on their floor. Wandering down the hallway, you finally stumble on a light wooden door that was decorated with colorful bits of paper cut into the shape of mushrooms that held both Dina and Ellie’s names. Keeping in mind the mini script you made of what to say when you were walking over, you take a deep breath and raise your hand to knock on the door.

After a moment of silence, clattering and distant swearing come from the other side of the door before it swings open. Your mouth goes dry, all the words you had rehearsed flying out the window as you take in Ellie for the first time. Her short auburn hair falls messily around her freckled face and as she lifts her hand up to rub the sleep from her eyes, you catch a glimpse of a tattoo on her forearm. Wearing just a white cotton tank top and black boxers, it was clear that she had been sleeping peacefully before your rude awakening. As you continue to check her out, you’re startled when her voice cuts through the quiet of the hallway.

“Dude, I was sleeping. The fuck do you want?” Ellie’s voice is still thick with sleep as her gaze falls on you. Oh shit, she must think you’re so creepy, just some rando waking her up in the middle of the night and then staring at her. You hastily blurt out your name trying to seem like less of a weirdo in front of Dina’s smoking-hot roommate

“Dina and Jesse woke me up with their... sex stuff? And they go at it all the time and I was kinda fed up so I asked Dina if I could sleep in her bed for tonight and she said yes so... now I'm here and-” Your awkward rambling was cut short by Ellie bursting out laughing, doubling over to clutch her stomach.

“No way dude that's fucking heinous! You poor thing get in here.” With that, Ellie grabs your arm and pulls you into the room, her hand finding the small of your back as she guides you in. “Welcome to our humble abode, that's Dina’s side so you can just dump your shit over there, and that's her bed.” She says, gesturing to the left side of the room. Shoving your backpack to the ground, you make your way to Dina’s bed, observing the room as you go. Ellie’s side is filled with drawings and posters, as well as a guitar that leans up against her bed rail. Pictures also litter the walls, some of her and Dina, some of her other friends, and a few of her with an older man you assume is her dad. Suddenly feeling the night catch up to you, a huge yawn leaves your lips and you crawl into Dina’s bed, letting your eyes fall closed.

“It's nice to finally meet you, Dina talks about you all the time. She didn’t tell me you were pretty though”. Your eyes fly open and you can feel your cheeks growing warm at the compliment. 

“Dina talks about you too. It's weird we’ve never met before, Dina always said I would like you” You reply, rolling over to face her to see that she was already looking at you. 

“Listen any time those two are annoying you, come over here. You’re always welcome” she tells you, a wide smile stretching across her face

“Thanks, Ellie”

“No problem pretty girl”

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“Ellie they’re doing it again!! They were literally eye fucking all over the room so I made my escape before my vision got assaulted. Again.” You yell, bursting into Ellie's room without so much as a knock. On that first night you stayed in Dina’s dorm, the two of you talked for hours, only stopping once daylight began to leak through the curtains on the windows. She talked about her adopted dad, Joel, what she wanted to do with her life, and her love of dinosaurs. With each word, you found yourself more and more enamored with her. You’d never met anyone like Ellie and from that day on you guys were close friends. Well... you don’t know if friends is the way to describe it. Ellie was almost always touching you, from wrapping an arm around your waist when you were walking together to pulling you down onto her lab when there was not enough room on the couch. At parties, she’d keep close to you, warding off creepy men with a snarl and her arm around your shoulders. You’d both shared countless kisses, some light and playful, others deep and passionate. There was something unspoken between the two of you, you saw it in the way she looked at you, the way she was protective over you like no one else in your life has ever been. You’d never labeled what you and Ellie had, too scared that if you talked about it, she’d get so weirded out by you reading too much into it that she would leave. 

“I keep telling you babe, set boundaries with them. As much as I love having your gorgeous face here, you gotta tell them when you need the room.”

That was the other thing, the nicknames she gave you. You don’t think Ellie has called you by your name once since the night you met. It's always pretty girl, gorgeous, or your personal favorite, babe. Wandering over to where Ellie sat on the edge of her bed, tuning her guitar, you flop face down next to her. Hearing her place the guitar down with a dramatic sigh, you feel Ellie’s body moving toward where you lay on the bed. Rough hands grasp your waist, rolling you until you’re laying on your back. Ellie kneels over you, one hand stroking the skin of your waist while the other glides up the side of your body to brush your hair out of your eyes. 

“I’ll beat the shit out of Jesse, will that help?” She offers, only half joking, earning a small giggle from you as she smiles. 

“My hero” You joke, hand rising to cup the side of her face and squeeze the flesh there. “You don’t have to, I just have to stop being a pussy and tell them. Maybe we can make a schedule or something, I don't know.”

“Oo a fucking schedule, how romantic. I’m sure they’ll love that” She teases and you shove her away from you playfully. Before you can fully shove her away, she grips your arm, using the momentum to pull you onto her lap. Her back leans against the wall and she picks you up slightly by your hips so that she can slide her thigh between your legs. 

“Shut up I’m trying okay?” You giggle raising your hand to push her once again. This time though, she catches it and laces your fingers together. Your chest rises and falls rapidly as you try to catch your breath from being WWE slammed into a cuddle session and you could have sworn you catch Ellie’s eyes flutter between your own and your chest. Did you wear a low-cut tank top and booty shorts on purpose?... maybe. Was it working? Hell yes. 

When Ellie finally looks up from your chest, you raise an eyebrow mockingly at her and her face immediately flushes a dark red. You laugh as she averts her gaze and clears her throat, leaning down to rest your head in the crook of her neck. Her hands migrate to rub your back, moving the fabric of your shirt to rub soothing circles on your soft skin. From her neck you try to sneak a look at her face, only to find that her eyes are already locked on you. With a small smile, you once again bring your hand up to cup her face, this time just caressing the skin there instead of pinching. Ellie removes her hands from your back and uses them to grab the hair at the base of your neck, bringing your head up to face her. After only a brief look from your eyes to your lips, Ellie surges forward and meets your lips in a searing kiss. 

She bites down on your lower lip playfully, taking advantage of the small gasp you let out to explore your mouth. Without realizing it, you begin to grind on Ellie’s thigh, desperate for friction. You only register you’re doing it when Ellie brings her hand down to grope your ass, forcing you further down on her thigh and quickening your pace. You break the kiss with a soft moan, getting lost in the pleasure until suddenly you find yourself on your back. Ellie slots her body fully over yours, eyeing you up and down with flush cheeks.

“Fuck, babe you’re so fucking beautiful.” She says, tracing her hand along the waistband of your shorts, toying with the fabric. 

“Please Ellie” You whimper, practically writhing under her despite the fact that she's barely done anything yet 

“Please what pretty girl? Use your words.” 

“Touch me, Ellie, please! I-I need you!” You cry out and with a smug smirk, she slides her fingers under your waistband and between your folds

“It's okay baby shh, I got you. Fuck you’re so wet, is all this for me, gorgeous?” All you can do is nod pitifully as her fingers sink into you, a harsh moan tearing from your lips. Her fingers slide easily in and out, your slick walls clenching around her as her face moves to suck marks onto your neck. The pleasure is too much, clenching your eyes shut all you can focus on is the rough pounding of her fingers within you. 

“Fuck, Ellie.. feels so good f-fuck” You incoherently babble as she curls her fingers, hitting your sweet spot and making your vision go dark. Your orgasm crashes over you like a wave, your whole body clenching and shaking around Ellie’s fingers as she praises you. 

“That's it pretty, you did so good for me. You’re so fucking hot, babe.” Ellie removes her fingers and immediately puts them in her mouth, sucking off your slick with a contented moan. “Fucking delicious, will you let me taste more baby? Please?”. Not finding yourself able to speak yet, all you can do is nod and Ellie wastes no time. Clambering off the bed, Ellie grabs your thighs and pulls you to the edge, kneeling before you now bare core. Throwing your legs over her shoulders, Ellie dives in, attaching her lips to your swollen clit with a harsh suck. You loudly cry out, hands flying to the back of her head as her tongue begins to rapidly lick and suck all over. You feel your orgasm approaching more quickly than before and you unconsciously begin to grind down on Ellie's face to chase your release. However, your trance is interrupted by a loud shriek

“OH MY GOD! What the fuck guys, what are you doing?!?!” Dina yells from the now open door, shielding her eyes with her hand. You scramble to cover yourself with Ellie's comforter as the woman herself lets out an annoyed groan.

“Is this what it feels like!?! Jesus, it's like walking in on your parents. I’m so sorry, I’ll come back later!” Dina rushes out and slams the door behind her, leaving you and Ellie alone once again. After a moment of silence, Ellie starts to laugh

“Well, at least she knows what it's like now. I doubt they’ll be causing you problems again.” She says between her giggles, grabbing a pair of her boxers to dress you in. You shake off your embarrassment and begin to laugh as well, taking Ellie's hand and tugging her into bed with you. As Ellie wraps you in her arms, you can’t help but think you might have to thank Jesse and Dina for being such sex maniacs.

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[justkindalivin]

Aimed at my heart

a/n: YOU GUYSSSS!!!! Yall are way too nice to me, thank you so much for all the love on my first post! This is the second part of Shotgun, the title has nothing to do w the story I just thought I was being clever (get it? like the song?... someone rip this computer away from me rn). I’m currently a nursing student (barf) so I don't know how often future posts will be, but I just had so many ideas on what I could write for dealer Ellie that I started working on this right away ☺︎ Love it, hate it, or wanna lil kiss? LMK!! Hope you enjoy, have a great day I love you ♡

This does get spicy tho so 18+ only, thank you loves! No full-on smut (yet), if I end up doing a third part of this then maybe I’ll put it in that If that's something you guys would want! 

summary: You haven’t seen Ellie since the party, too busy to make any real effort to meet up. What happens when you receive a text asking one simple question- “wanna come over tonight?” 

warnings: language, modern!au, dealer!ellie, collage!au, kissing, weed, smoking, heavy make out session, thigh riding, grinding, dom!ellie, teasing/mocking, cuddling 

wc: 1.7k

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Getting Sam to leave the frat house was the easy part of the night, the hard part was everything that came after. Chasing her down the street, wrangling her into the dorm room, and getting her into bed was just the start because a few moments later she was up and rushing to the bathroom. As you stand behind her hunched-over form, holding her hair back, your phone vibrates in your pocket. You read the text, smiling to yourself. Your night wasn’t completely shit after all

hope you got home safe pretty girl ;)

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What a terrible fucking week. After taking care of Sam until 3 in the morning, you had to spend the entirety of the next day in the library working on a group project everyone but you blew off. Your professors were on a warpath, all assigning either an essay or an exam so the entire week all you did was eat sleep, and study. By the time you realized you never responded to Ellie’s text, it had been a full 6 days. SIX DAYS. You can’t respond to her now out of nowhere, she probably wouldn’t even want to hear from you anymore. Throwing open the door to your room, you dump your backpack on the floor and flop face-first onto the bed with a groan.

“Rough day?” Sam asks from her desk. You groan again, face not leaving your pillows. “I’m going to a house party tonight, wanna come with? Get your mind off everything?”. That gets you to pick up your head, looking over at her with raised eyebrows 

“I love you to death Sam, but I would rather be run over by a semi. I wanna stay in bed and not see or interact with a single person until Monday.” Digging your face into your pillows once again, you have to hold back from full-on screaming out in frustration as your phone gives a ping from your desk. Rolling out of bed and snatching your phone, you do a double-take at the notification. It's a text. A text from Ellie. HOLY. SHIT.

Wanna come over tonight? The text is so innocent but it sends your mind racing. How do you respond? You want to see Ellie again but a small part of you is nervous. What if you embarrass yourself and she decides she actually doesn’t like you? Sam must have noticed your panic because you hear her get up from her desk and make her way over to you.

“Ellie... isn’t that the girl you met at the party?!? YOU HAVE TO GO! Text her back right now!” Sam exclaims, shaking your shoulders.

“I don’t know what to say, Sam!” You started to pace around the room, “I don’t wanna be, like, desperate or anything. Fuck it i’ll just stay here, this is too stressful”. Sam grabs you by the shoulders and whips you around to face her

“Girl if you don’t text her right now I’ll do it for you. Now tell her that you would love to, ask her what time and her address.” 

Knocking on the dark brown wooden door, you shift nervously from side to side. Even though the two of you’d been alone when you first met, this time felt different, more intimate. Just the two of you... alone... at her house. You’d psyched yourself out so much that you were fully about to book it away when you heard footsteps running to the door. It swings open with a loud creak and Ellie stands on the other side, wearing a white wife beater, baggy jeans, and that same adorable smile she gave you when you met. Her short auburn hair is tied into a bun, wisps falling out and framing her beautiful face. Now that she's not wearing her flannel, you can see how lean she is, her muscles rippling under you as she greets you with a hug and grabs your hand to pull you inside.

Still holding your hand, she leads you past her living room and upstairs. Ellie's room is warm, comforting, and just so her. The air smells faintly of weed with posters, photos, and drawings littering the walls. A tv sits on a brown bureau and on the opposite side her bed lays pushed up against the wall covered with more blankets than any one person truly needs. Ellie flops down onto the bed and starts rustling through her bedside drawer, not knowing where to go you awkwardly sit down on the edge of her bed. “So,” Ellie starts, “I was thinking we could smoke and then watch a movie if you’re into that?” pulling out a baggie of joints and waving it in front of you. You take it from her and pull one out, hoping it will take the edge off your nerves

 Ellie takes out her lighter and puts the joint in your mouth, leaning over you to light it. The smoke hits the back of your throat and you immediately start coughing, face turning red both from embarrassment and lack of air. Fuck this always happens, why can’t you ever just take a hit and not cough?? The sound of Ellie’s laugh breaks through your coughing fit as you feel her hand grab your chin and bring your face to look at her

“Awh I forgot, pretty girl has a hard time with this stuff.” Ellie mockingly pouts “here let me help”. She snatches the joint from your lips and takes a drag, then pushes open your lips with her thumb and kisses you. Like the first time, it only lasts a few seconds and after she pulls away she watches you blow out the smoke. 

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“Okay okay, I have a question” Ellie giggles as both of you lay cuddled up on her enormous blanket pile. You lay practically on top of her, legs tangled together and head resting on her chest. Both her arms are wrapped around you, resting on your back and running up and down it in a soothing motion. After finishing the joint the two of you flopped down on the bed, turning on the tv to some random ass cartoon. However, the cartoon was quickly forgotten as you and Ellie began to talk and joke with each other. “Why didn’t you text me this week? I got scared that I’d pushed it too far and scared you off or something”. You lift your head off her chest, looking up at her bewildered

“You? Scare me off? Ellie, you’re basically perfect. Every time I thought of texting you back I got so nervous that I put it off. Eventually, I just convinced myself you wouldn’t wanna hear from me.” your honesty surprises you, but the floaty high feeling you currently have keeps any embarrassment at bay. 

Ellie shifts so you’re both laying on your sides, facing each other. Her hand reaches up and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, looking into your eyes. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since the party pretty girl” she whispers, her eyes flickering between yours and your mouth. Maybe it's the high making you confident or maybe it's her confession, but either way, you grab the back of Ellie's head and smash her lips to yours. She licks your bottom lip and this time you let her in, deepening the kiss as she lets out a contented sigh. Grabbing your waist, Ellie pulls you on top of her as she sits up against the headboard, placing one of her legs between both of yours and pulling you down so your core is pressed against her jean-clad thigh. Your tongues fight for dominance but she quickly overpowers you, tongue exploring your mouth. Her hands caress your waist, moving down to rest on your hips and slowly beginning to guide your them back and forth on her thigh. You break the kiss with a moan, pleasure enveloping your entire body and making you feel tingly. 

Ellie watches you lose yourself in the movement, so entranced by how you look in this moment that she can’t stop the words from leaving her lips “God you’re so fucking beautiful, babe.” 

Your whole face goes red at the new nickname and Ellie takes the opportunity to attach her mouth to the column of your throat. She kisses and sucks down the side, no doubt leaving bruises as she goes. Her kisses go further and further down until she runs into the collar of your shirt. With a displeased grunt, Ellie pulls at the fabric asking for permission to take it off. Nodding, you lift your arms as she pulls it off, leaving you in just your bra. 

Suddenly you find yourself on your back, Ellie hovering over you. Her knee stays pressed against your core and one arm is planted next to your head bracing her body weight, while the other rests on your now bare waist. Kissing down your sternum to the valley of your breasts, Ellie begins to suck and nip at the skin not covered by your bra. Your hand finds the back of her neck, gripping her hair so hard that she lets out of moan. Note to self, Ellie likes her hair pulled. You’ll have to remember that for later. Just as she starts to fiddle with your bra, her phone goes off from across the room. She glances at it for a moment, before rolling her eyes and planting her face back between your boobs. It goes off again, dinging relentlessly. 

“Y-you gonna get that?” you pant breathlessly and Ellie rolls off you with a dramatic groan. 

“This is the second fucking time- these fucking people man” She grumbles angrily, snatching her phone and reading the messages. “Shit I totally forgot I’ve got to make a drop” 

You try not to show your disappointment, sitting up with your legs dangling off the side of the bed and looking around for your shirt. She walks over and stops you, picking up one of her flannels from a nearby chair and sliding it on you, kneeling at your feet as she buttons it up. “Will you stay over tonight? I’ll make this quick, be back before you know it”

I’d stay forever if you asked me to, you thought, but decided on the less intense “I’d love to”. Ellie smiles at that, pulling back her blankets so you can snuggle up in her bed. She kisses you on the forehead along with another promise of being quick before grabbing her jacket and making her way downstairs. You snuggle into Ellie's sheets, her scent surrounding you as you cuddle her pillow close to your chest. You could get used to this.  

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a/n: Yall I have been staring at this for two days editing it over and over again and im lowkey still not happy with it. I can’t tell if its bc I’ve been looking at it for so long that I just hate it or if there is something actually wrong with it. I really hope yall enjoyed reading, all feedback is appreciated 

OVER 100 NOTES ON MY FIRST EVER FIC?!?! I literally love you guys sm, thank you for all the new followers, comments, and reblogs they make me so so happy!! I LOVE YA    

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[justkindalivin]

Shotgun

a/n: AHHHHH hello!! I’m Lottie and I've been so horrifically obsessed with dealer Ellie that it's not even remotely okay. I had an idea for a fic and instead of requesting it from someone else, I decided why not write it myself! I’ve never posted any fics before bc I’m lowkey ass at writing so if any dialogue is awkward or the grammar is bad I'm so sorry :(  Anyhoo, I hope you enjoy it, have a great day I love you ♡    part 2

I kinda modeled the reader after me subconsciously, so the reader is a bit shy and bi (sorry to my lesbian baddies I luv yall, its only one line). Also, I just made up a random roommate named Sam, very sorry if your name happens to be Sam. 

Summary: After being dragged to a party by your roommate, you escape out to the porch for some air. Not realizing it was already occupied, you end up having a lot more fun at the party than you thought you would 

warnings: language, modern!au, dealer!ellie, weed, shotgunning, collage!au, things get the tiniest bit spicy (only a tad)

wc: 1.6k 

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The music pounded in your ears as you pushed past all the sweaty bodies in the middle of the room. Parties had never quite been your scene, but Sam had begged you to come with her and that girl does NOT take no for an answer

This all started with Sam bursting into your shared dorm, ripping your headphones out of your ears, and standing beside your desk with her hands on her hips. “Bitch, you never come out with me! It's like all you do is sit in the dorm all day, you gotta get out there!!” She excitedly screamed, pulling you to your closet to pick out what you should wear. 

You and Sam had been randomly paired as roommates but quickly got close despite how different the two of you seemed to be. Sam was always out at parties being social and seemed to know absolutely everyone on campus. You on the other hand... well were almost the exact opposite. You always joked that you were like the crotchety old man of your floor who only left for food or class, and just wants all those damn kids to quiet down while you’re trying to sleep. 

“Sigma Nu is throwing tonight, you HAVE to come with me. I’ll be lost without you please please please!” 

Sam was, in fact, not lost without you. She had practically ditched you the minute some frat boy asked her to play pong with him, leaving you alone and painfully sober in a sea of drunk college kids. As much as you loved Sam, she always seemed to do this whenever you come out with her. She’d beg that it wouldn't be fun without you but would leave as soon as you got there and you’d be stuck on babysitting detail for her drunk ass for the rest of the night. After about the fifth push and second drunk couple not noticing you leaned up against the wall and making out basically on top of you, you decided to leave in search of some desperately needed air. Weaving through sweaty drunk people should be a fucking Olympic sport because holy shit- you barely escaped with your life. After going through the kitchen, you finally found your way to a sliding door, quickly getting it open and stepping out into the cool night air. 

“Jesus christ why did I fucking come here,” you say under your breath, leaning against the porch railing and putting your head in your hands “And I can't even leave because I have to make sure Sam’s okay- god damn it”. Scrubbing your face with your hands, you look up at the sky and get lost in your own head until the sound of someone clearing their throat startles you. 

You quickly whip around, hand on your chest, to look at the other person who has also been occupying the porch without your noticing. A girl with short auburn hair and beautiful green eyes stands leaning up against the house. Her face is dotted with freckles and she’s wearing a comfy-looking flannel over a plain white tee, one hand shoved into the pocket of her jeans and the other holding a joint between two fingers. She is, without a doubt, one of the prettiest girls you’ve ever seen. You’re so entranced by her that you barely even notice when she says something to you. 

“oh...uhm- what?” you oh so eloquently reply, internally debating if you should throw yourself off the porch to make your escape from this awkward ass interaction. The girl smirks as her eyes scan you up and down- if you didn’t know any better you would think she was checking you out. 

“I said are you good? No offense but you kinda seem like you're freaking the fuck out” She repeats, smirk still present on her face as she brings the joint up to take a drag from it, blowing the smoke in your direction.

You blush, embarrassed that someone had been witness to your mini breakdown. “Yeah, I’m good. It's just a lot, you know? I don’t go to parties too often.” As soon as the words leave your mouth you cringe internally. Don’t go to parties a lot? You seriously couldn't think of anything cooler to say? Way to embarrass yourself in front of the hottest chick you’ve ever met. Your downward spiral continues until the girl breaks the quiet with a chuckle

“I get that, frats aren’t really my thing either but I get good business here so... here I am”. You nod your head, looking back up at the sky. “I’m Ellie, by the way. What's your name gorgeous?”. Your face feels like it's on fire, your brain practically short-circuiting trying to process that this actual goddess just called you gorgeous. You quietly tell her your name and when you look back at her, she has a wide smile stretching across her face. “Pretty name for a pretty girl.” 

Holy shit this girl is going to be the death of you. You’re sure that your face is going to melt off from how hard you’ve been blushing, the ability to speak has left you altogether. You’ve had flings in the past, with both boys and girls, but no one has ever been so brazenly interested in you. You find yourself desperate to know more about her, maybe run your hands through her hair and cup her face as you lean in for a- WOAH. You’re goin wild right now, you need to cool down

“So um... what do you sell?” You ask, trying to change the topic and give yourself some time to chill out. Ellie looks at the joint in her hands, then back at you with raised eyebrows. “Right right, sorry stupid question” you huff while looking down, embarrassed yet again by your lack of rizz. Ellie lets out a full-on laugh, pushing herself off the house and making her way over to you.

“You ever smoked before, pretty girl?” she asks while leaning on the railing next to you, so close you can feel the heat radiating off of her. Looking up, you’re surprised to see that her face is so close to yours that your noses are practically touching. 

“A few times, not a ton. I cough a lot though, so it's kinda embarrassing to do it with other people”. Ellie taps off the ash at the end of her joint, seemingly contemplating something before turning her attention back to you

“Well if you’re down to smoke, we can try a different way that maybe will help you cough less. That is, only if you want to”. You’re surprised by how quickly you accept her offer, asking her what she had in mind. Ellie moves from beside you to directly in front of you, planting her empty hand on your waist and bringing the joint she held in her other hand up to your face. “Okay, so it's called shotgunning. Just open your mouth after I take a hit, sound good?”. All you can do is nod, mesmerized as she brings the joint to her lips. The moon reflects off her soft skin, the end of the joint burning a deep orange as she inhales. After her hit, Ellie looks over at you and you do as she said. 

Flicking away what little is left from her blunt, Ellie cups your face with her now empty hand and brings her mouth to yours. As she’s kissing you she blows the smoke into your mouth, but you can barely concentrate, too focused on the feeling of her lips on yours. After only a few seconds, Ellie pulls away but keeps her forehead pressed to yours and you blow the smoke in her face as you both giggle.

You reach up and brush away a bit of hair that had fallen to cover Ellie’s eyes, running your fingers down the side of her face until you are cupping her cheek as well. You look at each other for a beat before you both lean in, lips meeting again. Ellie caresses your cheek before her hand moves to join her other one on your waist, finding their way under your shirt and stroking the skin there. She tries to deepen the kiss, licking your bottom lip which you playfully deny. Suddenly, Ellie pulls away for a moment to lift you up onto the porch railing. Your legs fall open and Ellie steps between them, connecting her lips to your neck and kissing down the side to your collarbone. Letting out a breathy moan, you grip the hair at the base of Ellie's neck and throw your head back. 

-SCHWOOP-

The noise startles you and you pull away from Ellie, much to her annoyance. Looking at the sliding glass door, you notice some obnoxious frat boy has thrown it open. 

“Hey, you deal right? I need a pre-roll if you have em”. Talk about a fucking cock block. Ellie all but growls into your neck, whipping around ready to give this dude the verbal thrashing of his life when you stop her by placing your hand on her shoulder. 

“It's okay, I need to find my roommate and get going anyway. But um... do you have your phone on you? Maybe I can give you my number and we can do this again sometime?”. Ellie smiles at that, pulling her phone out of her back pocket and handing it to you. Feeling bold, you give her one last kiss on the cheek before heading past the frat guy and back into the house.

You really hope she texts you. 

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an: tf kinda noise does a sliding door make? Def not schwoop but thats all my brain could come up with lmao. so thats my first ever fic, my writing could use some work so i’m def open to any feedback! Stay super freaky, have great vagina, I LOVE YAAAA 

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