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angelanderson · 10 months

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I really want an Ellabs x reader fic of fem reader really needing comfort bc she's sad/overwhelmed but she tries to hide it from ellabs but obv they notice smth is off, so they tell her they noticed smth is wrong and she kinda breaks down at that, then they comfort her thru it, listening to her problems or insecurities n'stuff <33 Sorry if it's confusing and/or too long, u dont gotta do it but i'd appreciate it tons <33 (Im totally not self projecting)

ur projecting = supported. 🫢 100% sfw/comfort fic but still no men or minors. type of relationship between them is up to u! this ended up a semi- full length fic oops ? enjoy!

sometimes it just feels too hard. being the newest member in jackson means you feel like you have to prove your worth 24/7. and it’s exhausting, really. abby is just so strong, ellie has the best patrol work, and you? you feel… weak. you (falsely) feel like nothing you’ve done has proven you’re worth the space in jackson.

so when monday rolls around, you tell ellie and abby you have plans with someone else so you can just go home and hide. they don’t question that, why would they? tuesday you tell them you wanna go to bed early. okay, fine. but then it’s wednesday, and they’re starting to get that something is going on with you.

the worry starts to kick in wednesday night after maria tells the two women you asked to go home early, citing that you’re not feeling well. abby all but drags ellie to your tiny place immediately after hearing maria’s words. you always tell each other everything. so why didn’t you now?!

it’s easy to know abby and ellie are knocking at your door simply because of the sheer force of it. five minutes you try to pretend you’re not home. you don’t want them to see you in this state; you’ve been ugly crying for two hours now. however, they don’t give up. it’s not like you could expect anything else from them.

“baby, we know you’re home. let us in, yeah? we’re worried about you,” abby shouts out after another two minutes of knocking.

you respond back with a sickly voice from the sofa, “no, go away. ‘m busy.”

you can just feel the attitude enter ellie’s body now. you know how stubborn she can be. “no, we know you’re lying. i will find a way in if you don’t let us in within the next thirty seconds.”

you know she isn’t joking as you move to open the door. the sight of you upon opening the door is not a pretty one— your face is red, covered in tears. ellie takes a deep breath before she pushes in. she won’t let you shut them out anymore. abby shuts the door before them before heading you back onto the sofa with them. each other is on either side of you within the matter of seconds.

as per usual, abby is the first one to break the silence. “oh, honey, what’s going on? we could’ve helped you sooner if we knew.” the way she sounds sad just makes you feel worse.

insecurities once again bubbling over, you do the only thing you can think of: you try to shove abby away. being significantly stronger than you means it didn’t feel like a single thing. however, abby won’t put up with you lashing out right now. she knows you can be their sweet girl even in the toughest of moments.

ellie watches like a hawk as abby grabs both of your wrists to stop you from trying to push her away again. “just because you’re upset doesn’t mean you can act out. are you going to be the big girl i know you are now? or do i need to keep you here?”

the concerned sternness of her voice makes you whimper in reply. fresh tears leak down your face as you try to find the words to explain. “i- i just don’t think i deserve to be here! everyone, especially you two, carry your weight around here! and what do i do? i’m just a stupid girl working in the bar!”

and, well, neither of them could say they were expecting that response. sure, you were newer to Jackson, but so was everyone at one point. you were also one of the most popular Jackson residents— everyone loves the energy you bring to the bar after a long day of work. so it just makes sense that both women are beyond shocked to realize that this is why you’re so down. how could you not know how loved you are here?

as yet another round of tears starts to fall, you feel abby’s big arms quickly pull you into her chest. your body starts to shake with each inhale as you start to sob into abby’s chest. while ellie rushes to rub your back, abby starts to tilt your head up so you can see her.

“angel, angel, no. let’s take some deep breathes and then we’ll all have a talk, okay?”, abby coos as she wipes away the falling tears.

ellie puts your right hand over abby’s heart when your breathing doesn’t start to slow any. she speaks in the softest voice she can muster up,“deep breaths with me and abby, baby. feel abby’s heart beat. we’re all going to just relax together before anything else.”

two minutes between your favorite people is all it takes to reduce you to just sniffles. you slouch back into your seat once you’ve finally caught your breath. you look up at abby and ellie with wet eyes before letting out a long sigh. no one is sure who should speak first.

ellie decides she’ll be the one to start, “it’s not true, you know? everyone here loves you. helping run the bar is important. you create a space where we can all relax for once. emphasis on the relax part.”

abby grunts in agreement with ellie. “you know ellie’s right, don’t you baby,” abby questions before looking over to ellie, “our favorite girl’s always making everyone feel happy, isn’t she?”

“for real though, you really do play a big part here. you know ellie and i started arguing less when you came around? pretty big deal there, you know. even joel commented on it,” the dirty blonde continues on the conversation.

and that makes you giggle for the first time all day. “even joel? really?” while you knew they had a previous history of more frequent fights, you didn’t know even joel was over it back then too.

“yeah, it’s really true,” abby starts before taking a breath to think about her next words. she exhales, “strength isn’t everything, you know? you add just as much as we do here. creating a space where people can relax while we live on this hell on earth is just as important as what we do. we all do the best here because we are better with each other. our system can’t function without others.”

you’re sure you’d be crying tears of happiness right now if you weren’t so exhausted from all your previous crying. your previous anxieties start to slip away as you start to truly internalize both of their words from today. you are important. you matter here. just like everyone else.

no one is given a chance to speak before you’re pulling ellie and yourself on top of abby. “i love you, i love you, i love you both,” you whisper out. “you’re right. i promise i’ll come talk to you next time i’m feeling down, okay? know you’ll make me say that part next!”

“okay smarty pants, you better. also, we always are, darling. love you the most,” teases ellie before she presses a kiss to the back of your head.

“hey! what if i love you both the most? then what?” you’re sure you can feel ellie roll her eyes as abby whines out playfully.

“okay, okay. how about we all love each other the most? can we just agree so i can drink some water now? my head is killing me.” a major post-crying headache has just started to come on for you.

ellie rolls her eyes playful at both of you. “i’ll get us all some water”, she commands as she walks to your kitchen, “and get comfy with abby. we’ll watch a movie, and yes, you can choose today.”

yay! end note to say ur important and i’m glad ur here + love that we all each add our own special things to this earth 🫂

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bonewreath · 1 month

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so, your best friend accidentally sent you a video of her masturbating. what now?

18+ below! smut smut smut!

ellie’s bedroom is heavy with the scent of sex, her fingers still pruned from her own wetness. she’s spent the last few minutes tense and panicked, too paralyzed with anxiety to get up and put some clothes on, and she’s considering what she’ll change her name to and where she’ll move to start a new life when you finally, finally text her back.

it’s okay. give me a second to reply, alright?

the weight on her chest eases a bit at your reassurance, but a new spark of uncertainty flares up at the second part of the message: give me a second to reply. jaw tight, she sends you a question mark, then follows up with you don’t have to respond. it’s probably better if you don’t?? again i’m so fucking sorry.

but as the minutes tick by, slow and lazed, she starts to panic again. her mind conjures every possible response you could send her next: an angry thesis statement on why ellie’s a disgusting pervert, a seething comment about how stupid she must be for sending a video like that so carelessly. would you ever look at her the same way? would things ever be the same?

all it takes is another notification from you to make every imagined worst-case scenario evaporate. ellie clicks the notification as soon as it pops up, chewing on the soft flesh of her inner lip.

it’s a video.

you sent her a video.

she hits the play button without a second thought, heartbeat thudding in her ears.

“i know you’re probably embarrassed,” you say, head tilting as you frown with sympathy. a blush paints ellie’s cheeks bright red. “but i need you to know how wet that made me.”

holding the camera up, you extend your arm outwards to reveal the rest of your body - your naked body, ellie realizes with a shock. she sits up in bed, back ramrod straight, her phone shaking as a nervous tremor strikes through her. but she can’t look away - not when you’re tracing a hand down the soft curves of your body, fingertips grazing over one peaked nipple, then moving lower, lower. ellie swears she’s forgotten how to breathe.

you release a pleased hum. “i liked watching you touch yourself,” you say, so matter-of-fact. “i hope you like watching me.”

and she does, god she does. she settles back down onto the mattress, eyes never leaving the screen as you work two fingers through your soaked folds. you moan and sigh and keen, rolling your hips down against your own hand, the wet sounds of your pussy so intoxicating, ellie can’t believe she’s gone her whole life without seeing you like this.

and it might be wrong, the way her own hand drifts between her legs to find herself still hot and wet, but she doesn’t have it in herself to care. she dips a finger inside of herself as she watches you ride your own hand, grinding down on your palm as your fingers work in and out of your cunt. she finds a rhythm that matches your own; soon enough, you’re both gasping at the pleasure building beneath your waistline. with every roll of your hips, ellie’s cunt tightens, flooding with slickness - as if she could get any wetter.

as you get closer to the edge, your grip on your phone falters and the camera starts to shake. ellie hisses and curses under her breath when your phone captures the blissed-out look on your face: eyes rolled back, brows pulled together, teeth sinking into your lower lip.

“oh - oh my god,” you stutter, panting, “i’m gonna come, ellie.”

ellie. ellie ellie ellie.

“holy fuck.” ellie’s pussy clamps down around her fingers at the sound of her name on your lips; her thumb glides over her clit just right, and she didn’t think she’d come this fast but she does, her vision exploding into blinding white as her orgasm crashes into her. it’s the only time she looks away from the video on her screen - but she certainly hears your orgasm, all high-pitched moans and ragged breaths, your cunt gushing onto your fingers.

when ellie finds the strength to open her eyes again, the video is still playing. you’re catching your breath, chest shimmering with a thin layer of sweat. you look at the camera and smile. ellie thinks she might pass out.

“thanks for the video,” you say, lifting your free hand up to wave.

when you bring your fingers to your mouth and purse your lips around them, sucking them clean of your own come, ellie’s sure she’s going to pass out.

and then, she decides, she’s going to fuck you stupid.

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seattlesellie · 8 months

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training wheels.

this is an old draft that i wrote a long time ago, about ellie using the strap on you for the first time. ♡‧₊˚

warnings: strap on sex (r!reciving) , first time , praise kink (for both) , soft and loving dom top!ellie , sub bottom!reader , cock grinding , thumb sucking .

──★ we have to make it clear on the fact that ellie was so unbelievably thrilled, yet so incredibly tentative when she first fucked you with her strap on. she’s been waiting for it, waiting to be the one claiming you from inside. she’s had it sitting snuggly in a box tucked below her bed for a while now, and she’d always eye it, have some sort of stare down with the black box. should she? or should she not? she wondered, but when three of her fingers were scissoring inside of you and you muttered that “please, d- deeper” she knew that fuck it — she should.

──★ so expectably, the first words that came out of her quivering lips when she aligned the silicone shaft with your sopping entrance, were “are you sure? i need to know you want this, please”, and you — being so eager yet so timid, only responded with two fervent nods. clearly, it wasn’t enough for ellie, in fact, it wasn’t enough at all, so her voice got very stern all of a sudden. it was that tone she only uses when she’s commanding someone to do something on patrol, when she’s directing someone on where to go, or showing them how to polish a precious weapon. it carries a deepness to it, raspy, it’s strong and forceful, nothing that falls short of intimidating. it's a different side of ellie, one that you don't know quite as well. “use your words, m’not doing this unless you use them”, and when she notices how you thickly gulp, huffing out a shaky breath from your nose, she soothes you with a delicate kiss on your temple. you whine, that kiss makes you want more. as soft as it may be, it makes you buck your hips inwards and let go of a needy high pitched moan. ellie shushes you with her sweet “i know babe, i know” — and you know that she knows, so why won’t she just put it inside?

──★ perhaps it’s the need to affirm herself that you do want this, or maybe it’s this greed she holds and the yearning to hear you say it. she’s looking deep into your blown out eyes, your dark irises, nods her head twice and waits for your words. meanwhile, whilst she waits, she slides her thumb down to caress just above your clit. she’s circling your skin with a touch to soothe, or perhaps signaling you what she’ll do when it’s inside, she'll never neglect your little button. when you look down, she hums. “words, mhm?” she murmurs. you can tell she’s all tensed up, fighting the urge to just slide it inside because she knows she can, she knows you need it by the way your chest heaves up and down, and by the way there’s a small puddle of slick that formed on the flimsy bedsheet below. moreover, she has prepared you for it, first with her skilled tongue, then with her skilled fingers. “want it, i need…” you whisper, voice airy yet cracking. ellie removes her finger from your pelvis, brings it up to your cheek and caresses softly. “need what, pretty girl, huh? need what?”

──★ truthfully, you don’t really know how to call it, she’s never really referenced it by it’s name, just called it a “thing” you “might need” when she realized how eagerly your hole pulls her fingers inside, and squeezes like she might run away if you don’t. so when you see the deep, dark purple shaft (with two distinct veins on the side) you simply giggle out of inexperience, and a tinge of embarrassment. ellie smirks, looking down at you, then grins with her eyebrows arched up in amusement. “ellie… i dunno, uh, how to call it… i mean —“ and she stops you mid sentence, smacking your lips softly with hers. she chuckles, matches your giggle even, a deep blush appearing on the apples of her cheeks because fuck — what if you laugh, what if you don’t like it, or what if you don’t want to use those dirty words she likes calling her silicone buddy by. “uh… shit babe, it’s, well you can call it…” she stammers, now attempting to stifle her laugh. you look up at her and form a tight line with your lips. your chest’s heaving and stifling giggles because fuck it, she’s cute when she’s embarrassed, and how fucking precious is it that you can laugh with her even in a moment like this. you cunt can ache for her and you can still be silly together and giggle like kids because you trust her and she trusts you.

──★ she buries her face in the crook of your neck, groaning yet giggling and nearly falling on top of you. when her hips slightly buck down, in result of her laughs, the silicone shaft grinds itself up against your slippery slit, and you whine her name so loud her giggles stop like she’s been hit on the face with a rock. now, you can hear her harsh breaths in your ear, loud with anticipation and want, lips resting on the pulse of your neck. she realizes you must fucking love the grinding of it all, so she moves her hips back and forth to grind up against you some more. “uh huh, like that?” she murmurs, and to every whimper she responds with a groan like she can feel it, like she can actually feel your greedy wet lips wrapping around her. she nibbles on your earlobe, making you shiver, and breathes deeply before speaking into your ear. “fuuuuu” she gasps and it’s breathless, like she’s trying to form actual words but they only come out as muffled gibberish. she breathes again, gaining her courage. “my cock… say you want my cock”.

──★ it really is lewd, “her cock” — as if it’s hers, attached to her, as if she can feel it. it makes your tummy tie in knots, makes your throat feel clogged, your breaths come out harsher and bordering on wheezing before you murmur those words. when the mushroom like tip bumps up against your clit, it’s oh so delicious and fuck it — you want, as lewd as may be, you need her cock. “i want your cock, ellie, inside” you cry for her, and she nearly growls in your ear. although it’s bordering on perverted now, she asks you a simple “inside where?”, it makes you hiccup against her skin, and you don’t even realize she’s smiling so bright inside the crook of your neck. she understands that if she eggs you on, you will fucking say it, so she repeats with a raspy; “c'mon, where?”

──★ when it becomes crystal clear to you that unless you voice everything out; she won’t give it to you, and you’re practically clenching in and out over nothing — you whisper “need… ellie, i need it in my pussy, please, please, please” and god, she nearly regrets making you say it because she might burst inside her boxers if you keep begging for it like such a needy girl. she takes a moment to think about it, needy, needy, needy, needy for her, for her cock — needy for her to fuck you, needy for her inside and christ sake you’re begging and she didn’t even ask you to. you’re feeding her ego with every plea, with every quivering breath and you don’t even know it. meanwhile, whilst she’s busy thinking about how to pull back on her goddamn nearing on untouched orgasm, she doesn’t even realize your hand is wrapped around her dick and you’re nearly pushing it inside. when she sees it, she nearly goes cross eyed. she grabs your hand and pushes it up, chasing your eyes with hers. “what are you doing, huh?” she drawls, affirming her dominance with an iron grip on your wrist. you’re actually helpless, caught in the act, wiggling your hips and rolling them upwards. “p-please, ellie!” you beg, and the knots inside ellie’s own stomach feel like they’re tightening more and more they might break like glass. she wraps her own hand around the shaft and nearly pushes the tip in. you wince — and to that ellie shushes. “look at me, jus’ look at me”, and how can you not? she looks so adoring, a squiggly smile on her lips when she realizes the tip damn near slipped from how soaked up you are. the actual noise it makes, moist and sticky, makes ellie whimper out your name. “y’hear that?”, she murmurs and of course you can, in fact it makes you embarrassed but she praises you once more, making the embarrassment nothing but a fleeting little feeling. “sounds so good baby, s’all for me?” — all for her.

──★ she pushes the tip inside, no longer gripping your wrist above your head, intently guiding it to hold her wherever you want. you decide on one hand on her bicep, the other one on the back of her neck. there’s a pinching pain inside of your cunt, but it’s so fucking delicious because it’s her thats creating it — that when you wince it comes out as more of a blissful moan and a gasp. she won’t let you suffer, not for one second more, so she slides her hand down to caress your clit as she pushes more inches in. “mhm, ‘s, ‘so good baby… you’re so good, doin’ so good for me, you got this… yeah? i got you” she’s rambling, searching and scanning your face for any sign of pain or regret, and when she catches that you’re smiling, actually smiling with a tear shedding from your eye, she moans so loud you have to seal her lips with yours or else the whole town of jackson might hear.

──★ the more inches she slides inside, the more ellie lets loose of her gritted teeth. her mouth goes slightly agape, “stay open for me, jus’ like that, fuckyou’resogood” she croons, still circling and toying with your puffy clit from below. your thighs are nothing but trembling and shaking like jelly, body, flesh and brain turning into mushy pink and ellie shaped goo, and the fact that she doesn’t stop with her praising and sweet nothings, repeating how good you are, how brave, and tight — makes your heart flutter inside of your chest. when all of it’s length is finally inside of your gummy walls, she lets it sit there for a few faint moments before she begins thrusting. “just for me, got that? just for me, this is mine, all mine” she murmurs more to herself than to you, but you make sure to affirm her nevertheless. “m’yours, please ‘mo— ‘more”, you’re begging for that sharp friction, for that movement, but ellie needs to treasure this moment so she simply looks down. it’s all inside, it’s her cock that’s inside — claiming you, so she marvels, examines and thoroughly looks at your pussy clenching on her dick like it’s a goddamn work of art. if you squeezed down on her fingers like they might run away, the squeeze you have down on her cock — “god damn” she whispers, might need to take a picture and fucking frame it. finally, she catches your pleading gaze. “gonna move now, babe, c— can i move?”, and you whine, because it’s beginning to feel unfair, so she connects her lips with yours and slides her hot tongue inside. she breaks the kiss, grinning like she won the apocalypse lottery. “mhm, gonna move, gonna give you what you want”

──★ at first, she thrusts agonizingly slow like a snail. moves her hips backwards and doesn’t slam it fully inside, lets the tip hang nearly outside of your entrance and then slowly but deliciously slips it in again. you wail, actually wail for her to go deeper, and it clicks in her head when you scratch her back in a way that makes her hiss. she bottoms out fully, moving backwards and then slides inwards again. she won’t stop looking into your goddamn eyes, then stares into your lips that are now “o” shaped. she’s flushed and she’s biting her bottom lip so hard it might draw blood, but then she asks you “t’feels good?” and doesn’t add that cocky “huh?” that she loves to murmur when her fingers are the ones your cunt is hugging, because she actually needs to know. “mhm, good ellie, you’re so good to me” you praise, which sends ellie into a goddamn frenzy — eyelids fluttering and falling heavy as a deep, throaty chuckle escapes from within. “god fuckin’ damn, how did i even…” then she slams it again, which makes both of you gasp. her right thigh shakes, “fuckin’ get so fuckin’ lucky with you?”, she wont stop cussing, slurring up her words and misplacing her “fucks” and her “fucking”s. the louder your moans get, the braver ellie grows, pumping her cock harder now, milking every thrust and every whimper, “who’s f-f fucking you, hm?” she asks, and her thumb neglects your clit but you don’t even need it anymore since she’s giving it to you so good from within. her digit meets your face, caressing the corner of your lip, which makes you take your tongue out and ellie realizes you want it inside as well. you seem to want everything inside, huh? she thinks. her cock, her fingers, her tongue, her goddamn thumb. she complies out of want, curiosity, how slutty would you look sucking on her finger. admittedly, she’s had dreams about it, about you; bent down on your knees sucking on a popsicle in july, sucking a lollipop as she watches from above. she gazes at your cheeks hollow in as she slides her thumb in and out, but you bite it and she gasps — keep it inside cause you’re about to suck it, then she loses it entirely. “you’re fuckin’ gonna make me fuckin’ cum” she whimpers, she says it like she's scared, like she's surprised or confused because heavens how could it be possible?

──★ knowing that you were about to make her cum untouched makes the coil in your stomach nearly snap. you're prideful now, but your pussy feels like it’s quivering so much you simply don't know and can't grasp on how to be cocky about it like she does. another praise escapes your lips, "love your dick s-s- so so much", and ellie growls, she feels depraved and sick, absolutely pussydrunk and on the verge of a heart attack. her rule, however, is that she cannot under any circumstance come before you do, so she speeds up. grabbing both of your cheeks with her hands, she squeezes them together and coos. "you're gonna cum for me" she commands, so your eyebrows furrow together and your eyes close shut. she's dominating you to the verge of tears, so when ellie tells you to cum, you will do as she says. "g, g- gonna cum, it’s, s'-so much" you warn, absolutely breathless, toes curling inside of your socks.

──★ you could call her delusional or crazy, but when you nearly reach your orgasm, she feels your walls hugging her tightly. fortunately for you, ellie is nothing but talkative. it may be odd, because she’s not much of a blabber mouth, but when she’s inside and you’re being fucked out on her strap, talking you through it is all she seems to wanna do. “can f-feel that little pussy hugging me, fuck, gonna give me a big one? pretty girl? give ellie a big one, c’mon”, she’s relentless with it, fast and chasing her own high, not knowing where to goddamn look — your eyes that scream “i love you” or your pussy that’s begging to be filled up some more, or maybe your lips that are covered with drool. she settles however, on your eyes. you nod profusely, “gonna give it to you… mhm” you hiccup, which ellie deems as nothing but so fuckin’ cute, to the point where she wants to break you in half just to hear that “cuteness” some more. when your eyes roll back to the top of your head, cunt filled to the brim — ellie swears something to herself. she’s gonna fuck you every day. if humanly possible, she would have fucked you all the time. so you give it to her, a real big one, one that leaves you paralyzed, not even moaning — sweet sticky mouth fully agape with a choked up scream of her name. she wants to warn you that she’s about to cum too, but you’re too quick to notice. “cum for me, ellie” you beg in that sweet voice of yours and she cums with a huge , lovey-dovey, cumdrunk smile plastered across on her face.

──★ when you’re done, she cleans you up with a wet towel and kisses you everywhere. then — “i picked up a new book and it has a bunch of pics of cool bugs, y’wanna see?”. you’re fucked and in love.

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie x reader #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams x you #ellie tlou #ellie x yn #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams x fem reader

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beforeimdeceased · 17 days

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ellie hitting it from the back and you're just completely in subspace, taking everything's she's giving you completely blissed out and brainless:))

nsfw! — ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —

omg the way she’d be fucking you so good you’d only be able to see stars. you’ll actually be drooling and brain dead like a cock drunk dummy lmao. her hand on the back of your neck keeping you steady while she hits your weak spot over and over and over again. you’ve forgotten what it’s like to not have her stuffing your walls. other hand gripping the plump flesh of your ass so hard you’re sure that it’ll leave a bruise. the kind you look at in the mirror that sends memories rushing to your stomach.

speaking of stomachs, she’s fucking you so deep you’re positive she’s blending your guts. turning you into a pleasure smoothie. and you feel like fucking jello because it’s all too much. you’re so gone you can’t even hear her talking to you. “you’re taking me so well. you can barely respond. fuck, can you hear that? you’re so fucking wet for me.”

and then she slows down. slow, hard thrusts. one after the next making you grip the sheets and stuff your face into the mattress. all while’s she’s got the stupidest smirk on her face. (probably thinking about how next time she’s gonna fuck you in front of a mirror and make you watch yourself become her cock slut.)

#erm actually #omg who wrote this #me lol #bunnie can speak? ☆#ellie williams #・❥・ bun’s sweet ellie #ellie williams x reader #bun’s asks ꕤ #bun’s anons ˖°🦇ִ ࣪𖤐 #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams smut #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams fanfiction #sapphic writing #wlw imagine #— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —

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les4elliewilliams · 26 days

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just thinking about loser!ellie :(

just imagine sitting on the couch with loser!ellie, playing mario kart on her nintendo switch. her face scrunched up with concentration, and her scarred eyebrows furrowed in determination as she presses the buttons on her bright blue joycon. she is completely focused on winning the race, and she's this close to the finish line but you couldn't let her win like that, nah.

"hey babe, look" in one swift move, your strapless top is hanging loose around your waist. "huh, wha-" her eyes dart briefly towards you, her freckled face all flushed, (even though she's seen your boobs countless times before) and her breath catching in her throat. in that split second, you seize the opportunity to throw a red shell at her character, causing it to spin on itself and lose the race. you can't help but laugh as you cross the finish line first "that's not fuckin fair" she'd mutter under her breath, glancing away from your tits and blushing like a loser, and she'd be so mad about it that the only way to calm her down is by giving her sloppy head

(done this before 😫)

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massacredkitty · 24 days

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ememeemerrr u should write kinda strength kink with ellie ?? like u look at her and she doesn’t rlly look like she’d be that strong but oh she definitely is … like she can easily hold u down and stuff i dunno

ellie williams x fem!reader .. nsfw ౨ৎ

she definitely works out on the down low but doesnt like to make a big deal out of it aaaww cutie

maaaybe you have a habit of grinding against her face when her mouth is latched onto you, the pleasure almost too much that you have to move around. you cant decide if you want more, or you want to escape the overwhelming feeling.

and it distracts ellie from between your thighs. she groans against your cunt, in annoyance honestly, and presses her forearm against your abdomen. now youre held down, unable to grind or buck into her mouth. all you can do is take it.

or maybe. she begs you to sit on her face, and when you voice your literal concerns for her life, she simply states that she can hold you up, and not to worry about it

you trust her but your heart continues to pound against your chest as you crawl up her body and straddle her face, your hands curling around the headboard to keep yourself stable. ellie knows you're nervous, scared she might suffocate between your legs— she promises to be gentle

her arms hook around your thighs, bringing you down to her face as she stares up at you, watching how your head falls back at the sensation of her warm mouth from a new angle

you soon abandon your concerns, thighs shaking on either side of her head and threatening to give out. but ellie keeps her word, grip on you tightening to almost effortlessly hold you up and help you grind against her tongue

𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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astralnymphh · 3 months

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from the river to the sea, palestine will be free 🇵🇸 READ: this account stands with palestine, and so— i require everyone who interacts to educate themselves, and support/donate. READ THESE; 1 and 2, HELP HERE, BOYCOTT. silence is complicity, do not scroll past this. DO NOT BUY THE REMASTER, TLOU2, TLOU1, OR ANY GAME FROM NAUGHTY DOG! neil druckmann (the creator) is a zionist. PLEASE READ THIS. AND REBLOG THIS.

bro i so desperately need jackson!ellie to sit me on her lap, fondle my hips and thighs till her fingertips ooze into them warmly— tapping her thumb here and there, letting me rant her ear off with humdrums and fixations, humming sexy, "hmm?" and cooing, "yeah? tell me more." or, "aw, that's s'cute. you always been into that?" literally fucking me with her eyes meanwhile her sweet somethings are so innocently flipping my tummy AHHHHHHHH. need her to pin my pelvis down whenever i try to get up n go, "hold on— hold on, i wanna keep talking. m'not bored of ya yet." and gives me little pecks on the corners of my lips, or puckers those pretty buds to my neck while i ramble. UGHHHH

beating the loser jackson!ellie allegations by giving some more situations where im absolutely mushy under her thrall

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abbyscherry · 4 months

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mean ellie fs loves a little face slapping here and there

idk what this is 😚

mean ellie who has you practically folded in half in your bed. knees pressing against your chest, her rough hands keeping them pinned against you with nowhere else to go. her raspy chuckle is ringing through your ears, and she’s hungrily watching how the tears roll down your face because she’s so deep and she can’t help but scoff under her breath. “can feel me real deep huh?” she mumbled. free hand pressing down on your stomach to prove her point, smirking smugly behind the pieces of hair falling in front of her face, enjoying the way your mouth opens with soft whimpers.

“s’too much, els please” you whined. wide and glossy eyes peering up at her. her hips were snapping against you faster, fucking you harder. she was hitting every spot that had your toes curling, eyes rolling, and fingers clawing at the skin of her arm. “too much” you hiccuped.

“such a crybaby” she tutted. her body leaning forward, pushing your knees even closer to your chest, and grips your jaw in a firm grasp between her fingers. those hazel eyes staring right back at yours, silently watching the tears roll down your cheeks. “my pretty crybaby” she mumbled raspily. groaning like she could feel your cunt clenching around the silicone at her words. knowing there was nothing but truth behind them. “yeah, course you are. look at you, already crying on my cock huh?”

no words form in your throat so you’re just nodding wordlessly up at her, lips parting with soft moans. you’re already so out of it that you’re barely registering ellie removing her fingers from your jaw and looking at you with such a smirk that you have to blink away the tears in your eyes repeatedly. “el?” you mumbled.

“say it” she groaned. stroking the side of your face with her fingers. “tell me you’re my pretty crybaby”

she’s so deep that you cannot think a single right thought and there’s no sign of her slowing down the longer you just look at her, mouth wide open and the only thing leaving your damn mouth is pornographic sounds that have her cocking her head to the side just slightly, lips forming into a pout. “too fucked out to say anything?” she rolled her eyes.

the sudden feeling of her hand hitting your cheek— not enough to seriously hurt you, just enough to have your ears ringing, skin lightly stinging, and brain going to mush, once again has your cunt clenching around the silicone, whines slipping from between your lips and nails digging harder into the skin of her arm. “els” you whimpered.

“say it” she muttered. fingers soothing the pain in your cheek, squishing them gently with a chuckle.

“m’your pretty crybaby” you sighed. leaning your face into the palm of her hand with a tired smile. her thumb making quick work towards your lower lip, where she brushes the rough pad of skin across it, humming.

“i know” she mumbled. tongue wetting her dry lips as she just swipes the spit from yours all over. “always so pretty, but you look even prettier when you’re crying on my cock”

#ೃ⁀➷ mail received #꒰ bella baby ꒱#୨୧ etheralparadise #i have a problem #i just want her to slap me idfk #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams smut #ellie williams drabble

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tlouwhore · 3 months

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ellie is obsessed with kissing you everywhere, not just sexually everywhere but is genuinely so in love with you that she needs her lips on your body.

i think her favorite place to kiss is your shoulder—waking up lazily beside her in the late morning. its a slow day as the sunlight drips into the room, her arm draping your waist as she gently touches her lips to your exposed shoulder. when you talk she wont move her lips, she speaks against your sunned skin continuing to plant delicate kisses to you. she shows her love through the brisk breeze of her lips.

she also loves to kiss your neck. loving to feel her lips against the soft beating of your heart, infatuated with the warm drum. in love with loving you, the beating of your heart a melodic metronome to her devoted whispers.

she never does it in public though, she thinks of it as a sacred worship to her lover. a private prayer to the warm skin of her goddess. she wakes every morning to revel in your beauty, her loving devotion to you running through her veins like codeine.

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angelanderson · 11 months

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ellie or abby (or both euehehehe) with a reader who’s just a chaotic lil ball of energy who can barely take anything seriously, is simply just there to fuck around (and maybe find out) lmaooo

oooh yeah! love this! 18+ and men dni as always. requests are open so send them in 💌 first time writing ellabs x reader so i hope y’all like it! ps. working on the rest of ur requests y’all 🤞🏻

ellabs x reader :)

abby and ellie perfectly balance each other's personalities out. but you? you keep your girlfriends on their toes. even jackson wasn't ready the day you stepped foot into it— you're a ball of energy, ever so sweet. however, you're mostly known for your supposed infinity of fucking around and finding out.

ellie lets you fuck around more than abby does for sure. to be honest, ellie loves to goof off with you when she thinks abby isn't paying attention. she always is though oops. however, that doesn't change the fact that ellie will definitely make you find out if you fuck around with her too much. all three of you know ellie likes to manhandle you a bit sometimes. and you not-so-secretly love when the both of them manhandle you.

abby let's you get away with significantly less than ellie does. sure, messing around sometimes can be fun, but abby has her very clear limits. you are both very aware that she can easily overpower you if you don’t listen. and that’s why some days she’ll have you wake up early with her to go to the gym. she tells ellie it helps keep your energy managed, “can’t cause too many issues if she’s all tired out, hmm?”

but when you’re all together, that’s when you have the most fun. abby will indulge your high energy by chasing you around the yard. she’ll even let you win for a bit before swoops in, grabs you, and makes you giggle in delight. ellie then lets you choose the first movie since she knows you’ll be knocked out soon enough from running around. they’re def the kind of girlfriends to fuck you to sleep if you have too much energy still tho.

and in the morning you’ll complain about them having fun without you after seeing ellie’s collarbones all marked up from abby’s mouth. if the shared smirk between them says anything, you know it’ll be your turn soon enough. maybe you’ll just have to fuck around and find out with how fast you can have their mouths on you now.

#ellabs x reader #ellabs #abby anderson x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie drabbles #abby drabbles #ellie x reader x abby #🧸 ur requests

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bonewreath · 4 months

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18+ mdni ｡･:*˚:✧｡ drug dealer!ellie likes when you play dumb!

dropping by ellie’s place in the middle of the night to buy weed and you “forget” your cash at home, so she has to collect payment another way. it’s good weed, after all.

you end up folded over ellie’s knee, skirt pushed up to expose the plush swell of your ass, your skin stinging after she’d spanked you till you begged her to stop. and to reward you for making it through your punishment, she now had her fingers buried into your drooling cunt.

“fuck,” she pants, eyes rolling back at the sound of your gushing pussy, each thrust of her fingers making an obscene squelching sound. “so fucking wet, huh?”

you can’t even form words when she’s got you like this, so you just moan pathetically, and ellie loves it.

“poor girl. there’s not a thought in that pretty little head, is there?” she smiles at you, her eyes shining with amusement. “don’t worry, i’ll take care of you.”

needless to say, you keep playing dumb for ellie. your wallet just happens to go missing every time you’re on your way to buy weed from her.

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artinvain · 28 days

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ellie fucks u in a club

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

ellie definitely pulls you into a club bathroom and locks the door, shoving you up against the wall and suckling at your neck. her knee working it’s way between your thighs as she gropes your tits and you hook your fingers in her belt loops to pull her closer. “yeah angel, need you so bad,” she whines into your neck, grinding against you and pulling your chin toward her for a kiss. you can feel her soft tongue easing its way in, the sweet taste of ellie flooding your mouth — you moan sucking on her tongue and tangling your hands in her hair.

“ellie, we can’t do this here,” you mumble against her lips and she whimpers in protest. “please, please baby,” hand floating under your skirt, she’s digging her hand into your panties and rubbing softly at your clit. the way you two had been grinding on the dance floor — ellie’s hands gripping your hips tight and pulling your ass into her crotch, grinding and humping you. “god fuck,” you whine as Ellie’s fingers slip into you — “oh my angel’s all wet,” she groans, listening for the lewd sticky sounds as she fucks her fingers into you.

“good girl baby, open up for me jus’like that,” ellie moans as you widen your stance, grinding deep into her fingers, cunt meeting the rough material of her jeans, rubbing on your clit just so. you yelp and ellie chuckles into your ear, her other hand bruising your hips and guiding your movement. “yeah baby, cum for me, cum and then I can take you home, and fuck you properly.”

#lesbian smut #nsft lesbian #ellie williams #ellie tlou smut #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x you #smut drabble #lesbian

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serevena · 5 months

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Thinking about riding Ellie while she smokes a blunt.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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s-4pphics · 23 days

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uhh yeah brainrot took over and i scribbled like i do not care…… MILF!ELLIE ORGASM ……….

this shit like 400 words who cares it’s literally ellie getting her shit beat in by her daughters babysitter….

“You like this, huh? Sneakin’ around like a whore?”

Ellie flinches when your aggression hits her cheek in gusts. She never would’ve expected that a nasty phone call with her psycho ex-fiancé would’ve ended with two — three, fuck three — of her babysitter’s fingers shoved inside her pussy. The night’s been such a blur: screaming contests, threats of lawsuits, hours of crying from a baby that she loves and would happily die for… and now she’s getting wrung out by someone half her age against the front door that she pays for.

The springtime is prurient…

“I-I love it.”

You grin like a doll. A cursed one with dried blood between every crochet. The white of your teeth get the hairs on her neck reaching for the ceiling. She does love it; loves how you treat her like nothing. Completely stripped of her only identity. A mere vessel for you to use for taunts.

Your thrusts are stealing her soul; fast and hot and determined to get her to break. “And I love this pussy. She deserves so much love.” Ellie’s cheeks heat when she catches herself chasing your mouth for a desperate kiss, but you pull away whenever her nose brushes yours. So close, yet not at all. “I bet she’d hate it if she knew.”

Her chest stings, “Don’t talk about her.”

Ellie’s teeth grit at your cackle, “What? You don’t think she’d be mad?”

She knows so. That’s why she doesn’t wanna fucking talk about it. Nothing ruins a nut like thinking about getting cheated on by your first and only love… at 7 months pregnant. The mention of her will always leave a fiery sting in her gut.

“Who could abandon such good pussy?” You coo against her throat. “She takes everything. Does exactly what she’s supposed to. Pushed out a whole fuckin’ person and still traps whatever goes in.”

Ellie whines when her pussy squeezes down on you in confirmation. Every punctured grind of your fingers is calculated and pushes her into oblivion against white painted hardwood. She can hardly hold herself up. A shaky hand lands on the doorway in attempts to steady herself, eyes capturing glimpses of her brain going into overdrive.

“Don’t stop, don’t sto — fuckyesyesyesbaby — !”

“Uh huuuh, there’s my pretty girl, gimme what I want… that’s it tha’s it—“

You’re pulled so close when her walls suck you in sporadic pulses, milking your fingers at an alarming rate. She’s screeching her little head off into your shoulder, wetness spreading all over your wrinkly digits and down to your palm. Stress leaves her body with every harsh jerk of her clit under your thumb. You’re guiding her through the pleasure that’s crackling beneath her bones and she swears she’s in love.

Time melts. She only gets seconds to recover before her brain turns to mush when you drop to your knees in front of her, head traveling under her oversized shirt in search of roses. When you locate it, you swallow her whole, and she goes cross eyed at the slick that dribbles down your chin.

She’d give you as many children as you want if you always treat her this well.

MEEEP

#ellie williams smut #ellie williams #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams x you #ellie x reader #lesbian #milf!ellie #works 𖧧࣪

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