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mxlktxa · 6 months

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𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 — 𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳

(𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘊𝘛𝘓𝘠 𝘗𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘊/𝘍𝘈𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙—𝘋𝘈𝘜𝘎𝘏𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘙𝘌𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕𝘚𝘏𝘐𝘗!!!) 𝘫𝘰𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘳𝘦𝘯 (𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨/'𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥'), 𝘫𝘰𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 (𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥), 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘴 (𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥/𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥)

𝘤𝘸; 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 (𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴), 𝘶𝘩𝘩… 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺

𝘤𝘩𝘱 1 — 𝘤𝘩𝘱 2…

𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

𝘵𝘭𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 - 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

Everyone here in Jackson was always willing to help newcomers. Damn near rushing to greet the new resident or just to snoop about and get a look. That is, of course, after Maria had gotten her glimpse and obtained some information from these people first. She always made everyone at least know about a new neighbor's existence. Not yours, though.

You were injured and sick, stuck with a little boy who you would die for. So, the pair of you were rushed into someone else’s settlement, the boy demanding to stay by your side while you recovered yet was denied being close to you. Not by the regular Jackson residents who were caring for you, but you refused him. Just the thought of him getting sick was too much for you to handle.

“Wren as much as I love you, I need you to stay away for a bit, okay? I don’t hate you, sweetheart, I just don’t want you to see me like this anymore.”

“You’re gonna be okay, right? You’re not gonna leave me?”

“No, angel, no. Not anytime soon, I promise.”

That was just a short conversation you had with the boy before he was settled upstairs. Tears were leaving you like a huge, never-ending fountain, so upset with yourself for even ending up like this in the first place. It wasn’t your fault; you can’t control how badly you get injured or how sick you could get but you still felt so stupid.

A few days in, you were just starting to heal well in both injuries and sickness, lying on the couch and staring at the ceiling as you silently counted every time you heard Wren giggle upstairs. He was playing with the man who was taking care of you both, the only joyful sound you had heard for the past few days. The only sound you wanted to hear while you recovered.

‘I’m getting better, Wren,’ you thought, “I’ll make it up to you soon, boy. I promise.’

Just as your mind settled, you realized that footsteps were coming down the steps, towards the couch you lay on. It was Wren and your caretaker, standing at the bottom of the stairs, watching you slowly sit up and smile at the two.

“Wren,” you grinned, “Mr. Miller.”

“Wren wanted to see you,” Joel chuckled, “Don’t worry, I’ll keep him over here, patting Wren’s back gently to get him talking.

“Mr. Miller has a book about space! He says there’s a girl in town that knows more too, and she could tell me! But you have to take me to her because he’s busy, so you have to get better soon so I can meet her!”

You were so overwhelmed with how happy Wren seemed, almost crying at how he jumped around and spoke with such enthusiasm. Joel laughed at the sight, shaking his head.

“What’s the magic word, kiddo?”

“Please!” Wren turned to Joel, giggling so happily that it was like he miraculously cured and healed you. The little boy turned to you, taking just two steps forward, “You’ll take me, right?”

“Oh, sweet baby,” you whispered, resting your cheek against the couch, “You don’t even have to ask that. I will take you; I have to. You’re my boy. My world,” you swore to Wren at that moment. You would give your life and do anything for him to be happy, spoil him, yet still raise him correctly and be that mother/sister figure that he needed.

Wren squealed and ran back up the steps, leaving Joel to drop the friendly demeanor and rush to check up on you, “You feelin’ better in any way?” Joel rested his hand on your forehead, nodded softly as your temperature seemed to be normal. Now all that was left was your runny nose, mild headaches, and your wounds.

“Yeah. I should be able to take care of Wren soon. Get both of us out of your hair,” you giggled, “I’m sorry to intrude, Mr. Miller.”

“Oh, please,” he shook his head, “It’s not intruding if you’re knocking on death’s door, kid. You and Wren can stay here, I don’t mind it.”

Joel hated being in such a big house all alone. Hated how silent it was during the day, hated having no one to say goodnight to before turning in for that night. Hated that he had no one to cook dinner with him or even eat with. But the second he saw how poorly you’d been and how Wren was bawling his eyes out at the thought of you dying, he realized he could keep you two close. Finally have some company in such a lonely, miserable home.

“Mr. Miller—,”

“Just Joel. You can call me Joel. That ‘Mr.’ only makes me feel older than I am.”

You giggled at his comment, nodding, “Ah… Joel,” you smiled, “Thank you for taking us in. Taking care of Wren and I,” Joel only shrugged as to say it was nothing, just a simple gesture. Going in for a hug, you winced and jumped back, hand coming down to your abdomen where you had gotten some stitches, “Okay, yeah, not there yet. Give me a few days.”

Joel chuckled, standing up and patting your head, “I’ll give you a few weeks. But I’m most certainly holding you to that hug, little miss.”

“Oh, it’s coming. Just not… Not right now.”

Joel chuckled, leaving you to rest up and get you something to drink. You only smiled at his actions, glancing at the stairs.

“Where did I go wrong?”

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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will i ever update older series??? yes!! will it happen soon??? definitely not!!

#𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 .𖥔 ݁ ˖#shitposting #shit posting #shit post #shitpost

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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shameless plug — tlou mlist . quick reads & rambles mlist

!!ELLIE ICON IS AN AI IMAGE THERES NO ARTIST!!

an; hello :) im not dead just very unmotivated but i hope you enjoy this

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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Cowboy ellie

#𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 .𖥔 ݁ ˖#ellie williams #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #tlou 2

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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new apartment, apt. 306 prt 1

ellie williams x reader

in which joel informs ellie that it’s time for her to start trying new things and having new experiences. he encourages her to spread her wings and fly—which includes moving into her own place. with loads of freedom, endless opportunities, and new beginnings on her horizon ellie couldn’t be more nervous. she slowly starts to get her footing and discovers she likes things she’s never had before like sushi and sparkling wine, including her pretty neighbor she shares a balcony space with.

a/n : my first series yay! i am very nervous but also excited so i really hope you enjoy. this part is the shortest of all of them so my apologies. please let me know what you think, feedback is always welcome and appreciated <3

content warnings : a flashback in italics, probably some errors (pls excuse them!), anxious!ellie, smoking, first encounters, reader is described with gender neutral prns until the very end (this is a stark change so beware) hopefully that makes sense

the cold metal of the silver key felt heavy in ellie’s pocket as her index finger brushed along the rough ridges. an array of brown boxes of different sizes were strewn around her new apartment, some open while others were taped shut. it was unsettling how her entire life could fit in a cardboard box, her personality in the form of material possessions stowed away and waiting to be placed in a new environment.

ellie’s lungs squeezed as she exhaled air she didn’t have to spare, her eyes growing wide as they did a sweep of the living area, the sunlight penetrating through the windows exposing the dancing dust particles in the air. she walked up to an open box and reached in, pulling out a wooden frame. a picture of her and joel was snug inside, goofy smiles on their faces. cold condensation bubbling off the green beer bottle in joel’s hand, the other firm on ellie’s shoulder. she hadn’t spoken to joel since early yesterday morning when they had breakfast together. the conversation they had about her moving out from weeks ago was still fresh in her mind.

“i was helping a buddy of mine install some pipes in an apartment building across town” joel said as he planted himself on the firm material of the couch, remote sitting on his thigh as his eyes watched the side of ellie’s head, her eyes on the tv. “cool” ellie said absentmindedly, not sure we’re this conversation was going. “there’s a few vacancies, he says it the right time of year for moving” he continued, sitting up straighter. “mhm” ellie hummed with a nod. “maybe you’d wanna check it out?” joel said with an somehow audible raise of his brow. this made ellie turn to look at him. “why would i do that?” she asked.

“don’t you think it’s time for you to get your own place el?” joel asked, voice gentle. moving out wasn’t something they’ve discussed in the past. of course joel loved ellie and loved being under the same roof with her, but she needed a change. after all, you can’t expect to keep growing in a pot that’s too small. “um, i’ve uh, never really thought about it” ellie said quietly, her arms crossing over her chest. “i think it’d be good for you kiddo, having a place of your own. you could do whatever you like, have whatever company you’d like” joel’s voice started to perk up, his tone growing more convincing. “get out there and experience your first taste of adult life” ellie tucked the inside of cheek between her teeth, gnawing gently as she fell into thought.

“i’ll think about it”

ellie placed the frame in the middle of her tv stand, maybe seeing it when she’s binging shows late night will help her feel less homesick. but isn’t it weird to feel homesick in your own home?

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the fluorescent lighting of the grocery store made ellie feel covered in spotlights, the janky wheel of her cart squeaking ever so often. she grabbed what she needed mindlessly, the end of the soft loaf of bread in her cart falling victim to a haphazardly thrown box of cereal. the random mix of foods in her cart made ellie feel somehow exposed. was it obvious she’s filling her fridge and cabinets for the first time? was it obvious she can’t cook and really has no idea what to get? was it obvious she had the diet of a child?

ellie continued to wander, dropping body wash and cleaning supplies into the metal basket, a display of shiny colorful bottles catching her eye. she took a turn and wandered into the alcohol section, a wide selection of beverages staring back at her. ellie eyes fluttered shut as she wiggled her finger around for a few seconds, eyes opening once her finger stopped. she reached for the first bottle in the direction of her fingers, burnt orange glass cold in her hand. sparkling wine? ellie thought, is that even a thing? “clearly” she muttered to herself as she placed the bottle in her cart and made her way to the checkout counter.

“find everything okay today?” the cashier asked with a cheery smile making the corner of ellie’s mouth turn up awkwardly. “uh yeah” she nodded as she placed her hand in the pocket of her jeans, the plastic of her card greeting her fingers. “$156.32 is your total for today, will that be cash or card?” the cashier said looking up at ellie who had wide eyes. “card” ellie said simply as she passed the plastic to her reluctantly. the chime of a complete transaction was almost mocking to ellie’s ears, the receipt printing soon after. the cashier passed ellie her card and she stuffed it back in her pocket, the material somehow feeling lighter than before.

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ellie’s foot pressed against the elevator button marked with a 3 before leaning back against wall with a huff. the plastic of the bags left angry red marks against her skin, the vein protruding on her left hand thumping under the weight of the items. the elevator stopped with a small hiss, the doors opening to reveal the hallway to her place. ellie started down the hallway, the barking of one of her neighbors dogs soaking through their closed door.

ellie sat her bags on the floor in front of her door, taking a moment to crack her knuckles with a huff before fishing her keys from her pockets. her slender fingers made quick work of unlocking the door and pushed it open gently. she picked her up her bags and walked through the threshold, kicking it closed with her right foot and locking it behind her. she put the bags on her counter with a thud, the clank of the glass bottle making her still in fear that she broke it. she took the bottle out and inspected it before placing it down safely on the kitchen island.

the sound of a patio door sliding across its track made ellie still again as her eyes floated to her balcony. the shadow of a figure danced on the concrete, the sound of falling water following soon after. ellie hadn’t met her neighbors yet and honestly she wasn’t excited to do so. small talk was always awkward for her. the shadowed figure retreated back inside, the splash of water droplets on concrete the only proof of activity.

ellie released a breath as she put her groceries away, her fridge and cabinets a lot less bare than before.

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“ellie williams trying something new? i never thought i’d see the day” dina teased through the phone making ellie roll her eyes, a “shut up” tumbling past her chapped lips in response. ellie licked a stray grain of rice off her fingers, three out of the eight pieces of sushi gone from her platter. the fizz of the sparkling wine bubbled softly in her ears as she lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip, a satisfied hum in her throat at the taste. "have you thought about having a housewarming party? i know you probably need some more decorations" dina asked, adding stuff to her amazon cart she was planning on gifting ellie.

"i'm not sure about a party, but you and jesse coming over sounds cool" ellie answered honestly. she wasn’t really in the party type of mood but she’d love to see her friends. "i'd love to see what you've done with the place" dina said with a smile making ellie laugh, air blowing through her nose. “oh shit jesse’s calling, if it’s about his dick being stuck again i swear to god” dina groaned making ellie cackle. it felt good to laugh.

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the moon hung high in the sky as she padded onto her side of the balcony, her weight falling into a plush chair joel got her as a gift. a joint hung loosely from her fingers waiting to be lit as she crossed her legs and took a deep breath, the cool breeze caressing her skin. the earthy smell of plants traveled on the wind, her eyes looking at the array of plants on the other side of the balcony as her thumb flicked the purple lighter in her hand, three consecutive clicks producing a tangerine flame. the end of her joint started to burn smoothly as ellie took two deep puffs, warmth blooming in chest. thin tendrils of smoke emitted from amber end of the blunt, curling high into the air before dancing clear into the atmosphere.

ellie turned her head towards the sound of the sliding door, the figure from earlier coming into view. the stranger light a blunt of their own, a fruity smell from their rolling paper starting waft through the air blending with the earthiness of ellie’s own. ellie’s low eyes examined the figure from top to bottom. long lashes brushed the tops of ample cheeks, the outline of plump lips illuminated by the gentle moonlight. the outline of a soft chest blanketed by a thin gray top, the material moving with the wind. outstretched legs barely covered by yellow sleep shorts, the wave of goosebumps crashing down their soft legs down to their bare feet, toenails painted with white polish.

ellie wandering eyes floated back up only to be met with the strangers own, making her eyes snap to the concrete beneath them. ellie felt her neck grow warm at the sound of a chuckle. “hello” the voice greeted, slightly raspy. ellie looked back at her, a hello of her own escaping her lips. “are you new here?” they questioned, gesturing their head towards the building. “yeah, just moved in today” ellie said.

“what your name?” the pretty stranger asked tuning completely in their chair to face her. “ellie, uh, ellie williams” ellie responsed, her voice trailing to whisper. did she need to say her last name? “nice to met you ellie, i’m y/n” you said, extending your hand to her. ellie’s long arm easily reached yours, the rings decorating her fingers cold against your skin.

a flutter of electricity flew down ellie’s spine at the contact, the blunt long forgotten and burning steadily in her hand. y/n, y/n, y/n. your name swirled in ellie’s mind like a mantra, echoes of your voice soft and sweet inside her head. she watched as you took another puff of you blunt, the ghostly smoke leaving your lips twirling around the smoke leaving the tip of her blunt, ascending towards the sky.

maybe it wouldn’t be so bad here.

#𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘧𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 ⚇#ellie williams #ellie williams x black!reader #ellie williams x chubby reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #the last of us #the last of us p2

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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she’s so cute. need to kiss her & shower her in all my affection until she is nothing but a blushing, stuttering mess.

#𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 .𖥔 ݁ ˖#abby anderson #abby anderson tlou2 #abby the last of us #abby tlou

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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i went to universals halloween horror nights last night and omfg the tlou house was amazing!!!! i dont wanna spoil much but the bloater was fucking cool as shit and the clickers were fucking beautiful i was smiling theough the whole thing like a child and the stranger things house??? AHHHHHH i wished i worn my hellfire shirt but i wore my tlou p2 shirt with ellie on it both houses/walks were fucking cool!!! (i think im going again so ill be wearing my hellfire shirt) ☺️

#𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 .𖥔 ݁ ˖#the last of us #the last of us p2 #tlou #tlou2 #stranger things #stranger things halloween #hellfire club #universal #universal horror #halloween horror nights

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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💗 Bella’s adopted Pedro’s comfort hand

(and wow are they pulling off that suit! ✨)

#𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 .𖥔 ݁ ˖#everybody stfu #im fucking crying

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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I honestly find it kinda funny when people portray Leon as like this big dom, punishing kinda guy when like the only vibes I get from this man are, ultra whiny, pussy whipped virgin.

especially re2 leon, that man was fifty shades of flabbergasted when Ada just KISSED him, imaging what that guy would act like if you insinuated you wanted to fuck like the blush omlllll

And even in re4 half of his reactions to both Ada and Ashley are just "ok😀" dude would be positively flustered.

JUST LOOK AT HIM

ARRG

I will preach my "Leon is a whiny inexperienced bottom" beliefs until I die💪

#𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 .𖥔 ݁ ˖#re4 leon #resident evil leon #resident evil #leon kennedy

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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I’m actually about to combust rn.

#𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 .𖥔 ݁ ˖#leon kennedy #leon kennedy re4 #oh me oh my

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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apt. 306

coming…soon?

#ellie williams x black!reader #ellie williams x chubby reader #the last of us #the last of us p2 #ellie williams x reader #ellie x fem reader #tlou #tlou2

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mxlktxa · 6 months

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unfortunately yes but im planning to rewrite this whole thing and post it but not anytime soon

The Dressing Room

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

❥ pairing; ellie x giselle (original female character)

❥ summary; giselle always had a thing for ellie but refused to ever admit that to anyone. not even joel, if he were still around. giessle could always read people like a book, clear as day, however, those feelings giselle tried so hard to keep concealed were soon outed to ellie sooner rather than later.

❥ author note; i genuinely have no clue what im doing and am terrified of feed back but here we go 🙃

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

I witnessed from afar as Dina and Ellie argued. It was upsetting to see those two fight, they seemed like the perfect couple too. But… To be fair, Dina had been hiding that she was pregnant from us for a bit now. But that didn’t give Ellie a right to label her a burden, an obstacle.

I sighed, heading upstairs in the theatre, flashlight in hand, and in towards the back, finding a communication room. It was filled with plenty of marked up maps, notes and well more maps, honestly.

“Well, damn. Who the hell was in here before us? And how do we get the power back on?” I looked to the maps, trying to decipher if they were checkpoints for other groups or just places people wanted to search for supplies, seek some shelter even.

My thinking ceased as I could hear huffing and nearly silent footsteps coming towards the room. It was Ellie, I didn’t even need to think more or see her to comfirm it.

“You’re both in the wrong, you know. Just, my opinion.”

Ellie scoffed behind me, joining me at the table. I glanced over to her, searching her face for an expression. The intimidating, yet soft, girl beside me just shook her head, clenching her fists.

“I fucking know. I just wished she had said something earlier. I don’t need her risking her and… Her baby’s life.”

“Yes, true. But… It wasn’t necessary to call her a burden. We just need to keep her indoors and safe. And you also hid something from us.”

“Yeah, so fucking what, Giselle? Whoopty-doo, I breathe fucking spores. What about you? What are you hiding?”

“Nothing important and don’t get worked up with me. I didn’t piss you off.”

Ellie and I stared each other deep in the eyes. I couldn’t help but notice her gentle, caring eyes running from between both my eyes and to my lips. I chuckled at her, using my hand as a blindfold on her

“You’re so obvious, Ms. Williams.”

“Oh, shut the hell up. Ms. Anderson.”

A laugh left both our throats, almost harmonizing in a way. My palm left her face, admiring the smile she set up on those pretty lips of hers.

“What’s the ‘nothing important’ that you’re hiding?”

“Why must you uncover that secret? What if it hurts you? Or Dina? Or even if there isn’t an us, what if it hurts us?”

“But what if it creates an us?” Ellie seemed so vulnerable at this point. Like she was dying to put her hands all over me. In the back of my mind, I kept the fact that her and Dina were probably soon to be a thing. I couldn’t ruin something like that. Especially since the poor girl is pregnant and we don’t need her stressing.

“Ellie… Ellie, it’s nothing. Besides it seems Dina likes you,” I pushed myself away, leaving the room with my flashlight and opening a door nearby, finding that it was a dressing room. Like a child in a marvelous castle built of strictly sweets, I gasped and ran to the dressing rack, running my hands across the material.

“El! Look! Oh, my God, this is so fun! Dresses from the roaring twenties. Ugh, they’re so cute.”

“I think they’re really damn hideous, but go off.”

“Excuse me? Disgusting? You, Ellie ‘Little Shit’ Williams, have terrible taste.”

“Oh, yeah? Change my mind then. Sell me on the dress, Giselle ‘Terrible Taste In Men’ Anderson.”

My eyebrow raised, my brain immediately thinking to strip down and slip into the clothing to prove it was cute. But also just to fuck with Ellie a tad. So I placed my light on one of the desks, shrugging at her.

“Fine. I will,” with that I took my backpack off, tossing it to Ellie. She caught it with a little huff, closing the door to the dressing room, leaning on it to watch me.

First, I crossed my arms at my hips, lifting my shirt over my head, stopping just before I exposed my bra to her. Ellie shrugged, her way of telling me to proceed with the show. I tossed the article of clothing to the side and now unbuckling my pants.

“Do you have a color request?”

“No. Nothing specific, do what you want. Might wanna take off your shoes before your pants by the way.”

My eyes shot down to my canvas shoes, giggling before bending down to untie and kick the shoes off. Ellie gave a sarcastic thumbs up now gesturing I remove my pants. I rolled my eyes at the girl doing as she wished.

In my head, this all seemed so fake. Like a dream or something but Ellie was much more intimidating in my head. Always so goddamn serious. Plus, I was just about to have a heart attack not too long ago from all those infected chasing us down and seeing Ellie snort up millions of spores. Half of me hoped this wasn’t a dream but the other half did, I didn’t wanna disrespect Dina like this.

“And here I thought the rumors were true.”

Ellie snapped me from my thoughts, raising a brow in question to the rumor about me. There were plenty and I may have heard them all but why would Ellie say something like that now?

“Oh? And which of my many rumors are you referring to?”

“That you always go commando.

“What the fuck? Who the hell started that? I would never go commando, that’s icky.”

“Well, seeing as you’ve pissed off plently of men by simply rejecting them, I don’t know.”

“And why would you believe them?”

“It would be the only rumor I believed in. The others are so painfully obvious that they were told just because their ego got hurt.”

“Hm… Fair enough. Now help me choose a color of the dresses.”

Ellie’s face lit up so birghtly yet also seemed sinister. Her own bag hit the floor, her steps telling me that she was excited to even be close to me while in my undergarments. We both pulled out dresses, disagreeing on a few and setting some aside as a maybe.

“Hey, pink or white?”

In either hand was an eggshell white flapper dress, the sequins dangling and sparkling. Of course, in my imagination they sparkled but not so much in the real world. It came with a shawl and gloves that would reach far past my elbows. It was also shorter than the pink, for sure. The pink was too far of a dark shade and some gloves that went just barely under my elbows. The shawl with it didn’t even match. Gross. I hummed, closing a bit of distance between us and taking a minute to review the dresses a little more.

“Oh, this is hard. This pink isn’t my favorite and the gloves are too long. The white one though… The dress is shorter and everything is looking pretty good.

“So… White?”

“Yes, Ellie. White.”

The not-so-frightening woman let the pink dress drop to the ground, tugging at my hips to throw the shawl and gloves at me and unzip the dress. Rolling my eyes, I let the items drop by our feet.

“Somebody is a little too excited to dress me up.”

“Just shut the fuck up and come here. All you do is talk, talk, talk.”

“I’ll have you know, people enjoy my conversations.”

“I bet they do.”

“Jesse does. And Maria.”

“You forgot three people.”

“Yeah? Who?”

“The full list, from bottom to top is Jesse, Tommy, Maria, me, Joel. Meaning you forgot, Tommy, me and Joel,” Ellie spoke with a playful tone, allowing me to bring up Joel in this moment. I blew a raspberry at the carefree woman in front of me.

“Joel secretly hated me, I know it.”

“Wrong. He would come and complain to me when you were upset with him. Kept saying that he missed walking into the living room and seeing you sleeping on the couch when he went to make his coffee.”

“Really? He always fussed about me sleeping on the couch.”

“He had a guest room, dummy. That’s why.”

“Well… No, I thought it would be too much.”

“Yeah, yeah. Always refusing to ‘intrude’.”

I pinched Ellie’s nose before she kneeled down to let me step into the dress. I bent over to hold onto her shoulders, letting her pull the dress up. My arms slipped through the spaghetti straps nicely, Ellie picked the shawl from the ground and throwing it over me, allowing it to rest on my shoulders. She even took the opportunity to slip the gloves on to me, giggling like a fool.

“And that’s everything. Take a look,” she whispered, spinning me to the mirror, zipping up the dress quickly.

I squealed softly, rushing to the mirrors and creating various poses. Blowing kisses, acting surprised, pouting, all the fun stuff. In the back, Ellie was spotted, grinning at my little performance.

“Should I show Dina? Or is she asleep?”

“She’s knocked out. She was really upset so… Yeah. I wished you could show her, she would love it. Joel would too.”

“Right? I could see him now doing a mixture of both mocking me but also taking plenty of pictures and telling everyone about it.”

Ellie and I both ended up laughing for a bit, saying things that we both know Joel would say. I even got her to dance around with me even if she did complain about the lack of music. She even took pictures of me to place in Joel’s home after all this was done with.

We settled down after a few minutes, me back in a t-shirt and my underwear, sitting on the floor with Ellie beside me.

“We should figure out how to get the power back on. But I don’t even wanna get up right now,” Ellie was now leaning against me so she could hide her face.

“Well… We kinda need the power so I can try and get some information off those maps and see if anyones soeaking on the channels. Unless you wanna spend a few weeks here then go ahead and leave the power alone.”

Ellie sat up turning to face me. We held eye contact again, her eyes so obviously searching my face for something. I couldn’t help but stare at her slightly parted lips, rolling my eyes.

“God, damm it, Ellie.”

“What? What did I do?”

“I hate you,” with that, I threw myself at Ellie, our lips locking and her hands cupping my face while mine were glued to her hips. Ellie was gentle, yet somehow still rough but I could care less.

“Is this the ‘nothing important’ you were hiding?”

“Obvi, dickhead.”

“Oh? I didn’t know Giselle Anderson was one to swear.”

“Shut up, you’re so annoying.”

Ellie ran her hands down to my waist with a chuckle, slowly pushing me down to lie on the floor and returning her mouth to mine. My fingers slithered through her hair, tugging every now and again undoing her mini bun so all her hair was down.

One of her legs ended up between mine, a hand running up my thigh as well, Ellie seemed to now lean more towards rough than gentle, her other hand resting around my neck. I smiled into the kiss, pushing her off and crawling on top of her with no other sexual intentions.

“What?”

“Go figure out how to turn on the power, you ass hat.”

“Come with me. Please,” Ellie gave me puppy eyes, lightly pouting and moving her hands finding my waist. I hummed, looking away, the little shit taking the opportunity to pull herself up a bit and put her lips on my neck.

“Fine, fine, fine. But… Only if you let me take the dress back.”

“Jesus, fucki-… Fine. Now let’s go before we end up doing something we don’t need to do right now.”

“Agreed. Because you smell and I’m tired of you.”

“I smell?”

“I’m just fucking with you. Let me put my pants on and let’s go.”

Ellie chuckled, rolling from under me to stand herself up and walk over to our bags, waiting for me.

Maybe I can keep this on the low, hide it from Dina and everyone else. It’s all up to Ellie, honestly.

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