#elliesstar

[astroels]

Pretty girl

E.Williams x Reader

Cw: weed usage, making out, bad flirting, Ellie gets eaten out and fingered, reader thigh rides and gets fingered, use of soft/sweet pet names, supposed to be lovey dovey sex, their first time, porn with some plot, tit sucking, Ellie is a little awkward

Wc: 3.3k

A/n: inspired by the song nuts, also using this as an excuse to imagine a high fuck with Ellie to make myself feel better, and sweet so I can feel the love, feel free to leave criticism, first time writing smut like this :)

I'm making this with how I imagine her in Jackson before everything traumatizing happens in tlou2

MDNI +18

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The invite from Dina earlier on about sneaking past midnight to hangout with her, Jesse, and Ellie wandered through your mind all day. You knew it was probably just to get Ellie distracted from Dina and Jesse basically eye fucking each other the whole time. But then again, knowing weed came with the package was convincing enough. You needed the reliever and who knows? maybe you and Ellie could connect further than greetings and her helping out when you struggled.

-

Upon your arrival, Dina guided you into a basement with a small L-shaped couch. It definitely wasn't any of their houses. You assumed it was just a hideout. "Let me go grab everything real quick." She let out a friendly wink to you and left you with Jesee and Ellie. Standing around awkwardly was going to be the death of you, so you decided to take a seat next to Ellie, which happened to be the corner that formed the L, considering Dina would be snuggled with Jesse on the other side. As you sat, Ellie gave you a welcoming smile and focused her attention back to Jesse as he spoke.

"Never took you for the type to smoke," Jesse let out while fixing his sitting position to lay back further. "Just need the relief today, that's all." Jesse nodded with an upside down grin to show his approval. But you can't help but notice the smirk he gives Ellie with raised eyebrows after, and the way she just hides her smile at the gesture. It feels like they know something you don't, perhaps just an inside joke.

Dina comes seconds later with two joints. Were those to share? Surely one was for her and Jesse, that left you and Ellie having to share it. Rather intimate for someone you didn't know well, but fuck it, you were here already. "Here ya go." Dina gently threw the lighter at Ellie while giving you your joint. "Hope you don't mind sharing, only got two from last patrol." Ellie and you both looked at each other at the same time for an answer. Both of you awkwardly laughed, "yeah, t's alright." Ellie said as she gestured you to come closer, patting the spot next to her.

Jesse lit the joint while it laid on Dina's lips; Eyeing them both, Ellie turned to you with one of her smirks and the childish fire in her eyes, "Wanna try that?" Of course you did, the thought of it felt so intimate, it made your heart beat fast. "Yeah, yeah," you said as you quickly placed the joint between your lips.

Ellie watched you intently, never letting go of her focus on you. After she saw you put your hand back down, Ellie held your jaw with her hand to keep it steady as she turned on the lighter with her other. "This alright?" She asked in such a gentle voice, you swear you were feeling butterflies in your stomach. Her touch felt like fire you'd been waiting for her to ignite this whole time. You felt yourself get warm, but there was a fire in front of you after all. You simply let out a, mhm, and she lit it.

You inhaled, taking in the strong aroma of it. Turning away from Ellie, you exhaled, feeling the breathe of your lungs leaving. After the first drag, you passed it to Ellie as Jesse spoke. "So, uh," Jesse gestered his head towards Ellie, "Saw you talking to Cat earlier this week." Ellie started coughing, the air of the joint getting stuck in her lungs. Dina gave Jesse an unsure stare as Ellie talked. "Yeah, she uhm, wanted to give me some of my stuff back." Ellie quickly took another drag after her words.

You found yourself growing curious of her relationship with Cat. You were never too deep in their circle, so word never got to you. As she passed you the joint, you spoke before inhaling. "Were you guys anything serious?" This was your opportunity to finally break in and see if you stood a chance with her, before you thought about falling too hard. You began to inhale once she started talking. "Yeah, I'd like to think so," Ellie nodded her head along with her words. You passed the joint to Ellie as Dina spoke.

Dina, noticing the tense atmosphere, pitched in jokingly, "Well if you ever break my heart, you're never getting anything back." She grinned towards Jesse after her remark. "How about, I just never give you anything from now on," He grinned even wider, raising his brows to make his comment feel light. "Rude." Dina jokingly smacked him, telling him he'd better not. Those two got along so well with their jokes, you just wondered how long they'd be fine this time, knowing their relationship. "Well how about you." He gestered his eyes towards you. "You ever been in anything serious?"

"Not really no, not much time to think about that sorta stuff." Both Jesse and Dinna nodded in understanding. You breathed in the smoke again, waiting for the nerves to start releasing from your body. You looked at Ellie to see her reaction, see if any part of her wanted you. Just as you thought she wasn't going to say anything, she went ahead. "Ever think about it?" Passing her the joint, your fingers brushed against hers, both of you making eye contact. It was now or never to give her a hint. "I've had my eye on someone."

Jesse and Dina being the instigators they are, gave each other sneaky smirks and agreed it was their time to go. "Alright, well, I think we should be going." Jesse stood as Dina put out their joint. "Got patrol in the morning, and this one," He looks at Dina, "is a horrible morning riser." Both you and Ellie laugh at his comment, nodding to their departure. Before Dina makes her way out she says Jesse is the actual horrid riser, in redemption.

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After they are both gone, a silence falls between you and Ellie. You don't want to leave just yet, you still haven't left your stresses behind and find odd comfort in Ellie's presence. Could be the weed, but it felt so good. Clearing your throat quickly, you speak "So, uhm, I still have some time to kill." You tilt your head, looking at her. "If you do?" You said in a questioning tone. Ellie looked up to meet your eyes too, taking the joint from you. "Yeah, I do." Her voice came out raspy. You loved the tune of her voice, the way it filled your ears made you feel high alone.

Starting to lose nerves, you're able to relax and be more forward with Ellie while talking. It's all you've needed all night. "Are you usually this quiet?" You ask Ellie in genuine curiosity. You'd thought that she was really out going with how you saw her joke around. Ellie let's out a wonky smile, tilting her head, "Only around pretty girls." In turn, you smiled at her after exhaling the smoke from the drag you took. Ellie's confidence seemed to boost; The weed was finally letting things come out. Passing her the joint, you look her in the eyes, "You're not too bad yourself, babe." Calling people babe had become a habit, a bad one.

Ellie's facial expression quickly goes from shocked to a smirk. God, you loved that smirk. "Babe, huh?" Ellie moved herself closer to you, inhaling and exhaling from the joint, one last time. "Babe fits you pretty well," you replied, moving close and tilting your head. Without question, she put out the joint on the tray that laid on the coffee table. Eyeing the way the muscles on her arm moved with her tattoo made you feel warm. You bet they'd feel as good as they looked. Ellie caught you staring, which made her move her arms more consciously, aware of your stare.

Not knowing what to say next, Ellie scoots closer subtly, looking from your lips to your eyes. You wanted to kiss her lips since the beginning of the night. The way they wrapped around the joint, they looked incredibly enticing to make yours. You gave Ellie the same look, begging her with your eyes to kiss you already. With this, she leaned in, just close enough to almost touch your lips. You decided to close the distance after she gave a subtle nod to your eyes.

Ellie deepened the kiss, grabbing your face to hold it steady and long. She seemed to be getting hungry, wanting access to your mouth even further. It felt like she had never gone slow before, never took her time. Before she could try anything, you pull away, wanting to bask in the moment of sweetness. "Slow, Els." She nodded in understanding as you finally connected your lips again.

This time, it feels more intimate, soft with the hints of hunger needed to make it passionate. Each time you took a moment to breathe, there was a want in her eyes, a need that she had for this. Her eyes looked dreamy, the hazziness adding to the constant tension between the air. Ellie bites your bottom lip with urgency, impatient that you made her wait. You gasp at the sudden pain as she leads the kissing at her pace.

She holds your jaw as you hold her hair to control the motions while kissing. Your other hand snakes down to tug at her shirt. Once she gets the hint, she sits up a little straighter to pull it off. While she does, you stand up and make her switch positions with you, leaving her at the corner part of the couch. Not wanting Ellie to feel lonely in her sports bra, you take off your shirt.

The way Ellie looked laid back on her elbows, waiting for you, made your heart feel heavy. Her eyes moving to each of your curves and marks made you hot inside. Assuming Ellie was ready, you straddled her, your bottom making contact with her upper thighs. This movement made Ellie mutter under her breath in shock. She was so awkward in this hottest way possible.

"Fuck, uhm, where do I?" Ellie held her hands up, scared to make you uncomfortable with her hand placement. "Anything is alright, babe." You led her arms to your hips, giving her access to explore anywhere she wanted. As you leaned down to continue kissing Ellie, you felt her squeeze the skin that covered your hips. She did this motion as if she'd been doing it for all her life, moving up and down your sides slightly.

After a while, you made your way down her neck, leaving your saliva and marks on it. Ellie let out small gasps and moans under your touch when you reached near her ear. The way it sounded was everything you had ever dreamed. It sounded almost pornographic when she let out a noise. Craving her noises, you continued to suck on that spot till you eventually made your way down to her sports bra. Without a thought, Ellie propped herself up, and you helped her take it off, throwing it somewhere behind the couch.

You could see Ellie's nipples harden due to the exposed cold air. Ellie felt insecure to the sudden exposure, but quickly forgot once she felt your tounge on her right boob. You swirled your tounge around her nipple as you played with the other with your hand. A string of saliva was left as you copied the motion to her other boob, making your way down her stomach. You could feel the way it hardened with each tense motion Ellie made. Once you reached the waistband of her jeans, you looked up. "C'mon, pretty baby, help me out." you said in a sweet tone. Ellie let out a little laugh and picked up her waist, so you could pull her pants down, worrying about her underwear next. Once her jeans were completely off, you asked before going any further.

"This alright?" You hooked your finger under her underwear. Ellie looked down on you, looking a bit flustered. "No one's actually ever, uhm, gone down on me." She let out a breathe as if it was the biggest secret ever. Your heart fluttered at the thought of you being her first, the first to ever give her the pleasure. "That's alright, you tell me what feels good, yeah?" Ellie nodded, biting her lip as she waited for you to pull her underwear down. You pulled them, making sure to untangle them from her ankles. Her pussy looked so pretty, waiting in anticipation. You pushed her legs open with your arms as you made space for your head.

As you hooked your arm against her legs, you began to kiss her inner thigh, teasing her before touching her pussy. You could feel Ellie's low breathing and squirms at the sensitive tissue on her thigh. You inched closer to her center and finally saw how wet she was. It covered her folds so sweetly. It reminded you of a popsicle melting, just waiting to be licked up. You started at her opening, collecting the slickness to bring evenly to the top. This alone had Ellie's breath faltering. When you reached her clit, you swirled your tounge around it, wanting to gain a reaction of Ellie's gasps. You sucked on her clit sloppily, looking up to see her red doozy eyes staring at you. Her breathe hitched, her chest rising and falling with the motions of your mouth.

You went down to her opening to tease it some more. "Fuck, babe." Ellie said in a broken voice. You moved your mouth back up to tease her clit as you added a finger in. Her pussy accepted it with ease, seeming ready for another. "Are you okay for the second one?" You hummed, picking your head up slightly to see her face. A second hadn't even gone by when Ellie nodded her head with a mhm. When you slid in the second finger, Ellie's pussy clenched around them in want. You wanted to tease her about it, but she had already looked flustered, her tattooed arm laid across her face, hiding her eyes. "I'll take care of you, sweet girl." you cooed at her while dipping back down to her pussy.

You pumped your fingers slightly in and out while you switched from a hooked gesture and back to normal with your fingers. As Ellie got used to it, she started getting more vocal, letting out moans of pleasure. You decided to encircle her clit with your mouth again, wanting to get the most from this. As soon as Ellie felt the shocking waves, she couldn't help but become more vocal. "Oh fuck'm, babe, right there," you hummed into her pussy as acknowledgement of her comment. You fucked her with your fingers at a faster pace, feeling her clench and stomach tense up more often. " 'm gonna come, holy fuck," It came out as a slurred moan, but you understood her. Picking up your head, you watched the way her boobs moved with her grinding to catch her wave faster. Within the second, you felt her pussy clench a final time and release her juices. Helping her ride out her orgasm, you removed your fingers and lapped at her cunt with your tounge.

Once she calmed, her head tilted down, she looked even more dreamy than before. She quickly positioned her legs closed, pulling you in for a kiss. As sloppy as it was, you enjoyed the taste of her on your tongue and the way it mixed with her saliva now. Ellie pulled away after a few seconds to speak. "You're fucking amazing at that," You flushed and giggled, replying "You coulda had me way sooner y'know." Ellie just grinned not knowing what to say. She had her hands massaging your hips again.

With the feeling of Ellie beneath you, you quickly became aware of how wet you had been and how much you needed her. Ellie seemed to notice the shift in your playful attitude. She patted your ass as a signal to get up. "Take these off f'me." You quickly got up to unbutton your jeans, taking them off and leaving them on the floor. You decided to do the same with your underwear, leaving yourself in your bra. Ellie patiently waited for you, eyeing your every movement. You could see her eyes looking at every inch of you, licking her lips unconsciously.

You decided to straddle her thigh instead of her waist this time, desperate to feel release. When your pussy came in contact with her skin, it felt heavenly, it was cold compared to the heat from your pussy. Ellie smirked at the feeling of your wetness on her. You leaned down to kiss her, completely enthralled in making out with her while grinding. You had your hand on Ellie's chest and the other on her jaw to stable yourself while she had hands on your ass, guiding you. The way she helped you move made you moan into her mouth so often. Eventually, Ellie moved from your mouth, leaving small kisses down your jaw towards your neck. She nibbled while sucking, gaining whines from you.

Ellie reached your chest, quickly fumbling with the clasp to remove your bra. Once she did, she placed her plump lips on your tits, sucking and twirling her tounge everywhere. You held your hands in her hair, messing it up to follow your pleasure. Your ass felt cold as Ellie removed a hand. She instead moved her tatted arm under your pussy. She moved her fingers towards your slit and back up to your clit, collecting your slickness. Her fingers had been a completely different pleasure. You could feel their coldness and the way they were rough. You couldn't contain your want for her any longer. "Els, please just put 'em in already." It came out in a low gaspy tone. "We're getting there, pretty girl," is all she said when she detached herself from your boobs. Ellie continued to tease your clit, aggravatingly slow. Her other hand had to stop you from bucking into her fingers.

After a few moment, Ellie put her ring and middle finger in. With the sudden insertion, You held her close, letting out moans near her ear for her to hear. Ellie moved her fingers at a constant pace in you. You met her pace, grinding on her fingers for the extra pleasure. "You look so sweet like this, my pretty girl." Ellie said it in such a way that sounded demeaning. There was a sudden flush of embarrassment that ran through your blood, but you continued to grind on her fingers, bringing her face back to your lips to kiss. The build up of how well she was hitting your right spots warmed your body. Everything felt extra hazy, as if you were reaching the stars. "Els, I'm close," that was all Ellie needed to precede going.

Ellie kept hitting the spot, making you moan out loud, sounding pornographic. You were clenching around Ellie's fingers unapologetically, so close. Once you came, Ellie continued, helping you ride out your orgasm. Still straddling Ellie's thigh, she brought up her fingers and licked them clean, staring right at you. "You taste 'sgood, my pretty girl." Your grin reached your ears without you wanting to. You were just so happy to have done this with her, happy she chose you.

You and Ellie both flopped after, cuddling, skin to skin, on the couch. "I think I love you, Els." The sudden confession made Ellie giggle. "I think it's a little too late for that, my love." She said and gave you a kiss on your forehead. Both of you knew you should've gotten up and left, but you were much too tired, and enjoyed the closeness of each other. Whoever woke up first, would deal with it, for now you were happy being her pretty girl.

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[apollospacedout]

I'm so in love with ur acct, the theme is muah <33

Space is pretty fucking cool! —Ya’ know that astronaut comes from the greek words “astron nautes” which means Star Sailor… Star Sailor!! come on—.. that’s badass!

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[elliesflower]

it's actually ME, I'm ur biggest fan

i have never been more stressed out in my life oml

#elliesstar #i’m feeling flustered #help…?

[hope-drunk]

cactus ⇢ something you’re currently learning (about)?

in one of my classes i’m learning about the importance of feminist revisionist writings !

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[kurosaaki]

hi lovely! can i request morning sex with ellie in your new house at the farm :))

MORNING BLISS — ELLIE WILLIAMS

SUMMARY: ellie wakes you up the best way she knows ;)

WARNINGS: smut— fingering + oral sex (yes. at the same time), dom!ellie, sub!reader, scissoring, praising, edging, teasing. not proofread.

TAGS: @elliephobic, @anchoeritic , @pscltlou , @shesluxurious , @icedcold , @elliesstar , @evanpetersluver

A/N: i loved writing this request !! it’s also kinda similar to this one. but no one interrupts them this time lol. farm ellie is daddy. as always, support is appreciated !!

it had been 3 months since you and ellie moved in together.

you were not someone who liked routine life very much. you were not at all attracted to living in a constant "loop", as your adventurous spirit always wanted something new every day. and that was something that your girlfriend also shared with you.

you both liked routine but in your own way. no day was ever the exact same as the one before if you were with ellie, and you knew that from the second your eyes met hers years ago.

nothing would ever be routine again with a girl like that in your life. ellie came to turn everything upside down, to make you live every day something different without losing that feeling of safety knowing that everything, at the end of the day, was going to end well.

of course, every day was going to start out great every morning living with her. 

she was lying right next to you, one arm around you as her palm sailed caressingly around your waist, moving dangerously down to your hip, fiddling with the hem of your panties, and then back up again to your waist, immediately sending shivers down your spine the moment her lips began to kiss the crook of your neck.

"e-ellie...?"

"g'morning, babe" she sweetly whispered, placing tiny little kisses on your bare shoulders "did i wake you up?"

you nodded, with your eyes half closed still, although you had no idea if that was because you were still sleepy and sensitive to the faint sunlight that dimmed the room you shared or if, on the other hand, it was her touch that was relaxing you just enough to make you close your eyes and focus on feeling her soft lips on your back and her hands on your hips.

"awh...i hope you don't mind it" you could sense her cheeky smile by the tone of her voice, "i missed my pretty girl"

"actually, i do mind it, els" you playfully contradicted her, sounding terribly serious as you tried not to lose your mind when you felt her caress your thigh.

"yeah? and what can i do to make you forgive me?"

you finally turned around, only to find out that ellie was shamelessly looking at your body before your eyes locked with hers. her green eyes unconsciously scanned your lips while her hand traveled dangerously close to your inner thighs, automatically making your hips jolt when you felt her fingers grazing your clothed clit. 

"maybe this, hm?"

you could only close your eyes again as her two fingers circled slowly on your wet core, the arousal between your thighs growing rapidly as your sweet whimpers tried to escape your throat, only to be cruelly stopped by your sealed lips, in an attempt to not be as loud as you would actually be.

you unconsciously opened your legs wider as your hips matched the rhythm and movement of ellie's fingers, trying to seek even more pleasure and taste more of her fingers against your wet clit. 

"fuck, (y/n), you're so wet" you heard ellie groan, knowing she was also getting aroused just from seeing you melt under her touch without even having her fingers inside you yet "do you want my fingers inside you, hm?"

you nodded frenetically, which apparently didn't seem enough for your girlfriend, as she just smirked and asked you again.

"i said," she eventually stopped circling your clit to make you notice her "do you want my fingers inside you?" 

"yes! yes!" you breathlessly whispered, desperation and excitement running through your veins as you felt ellie's hand slip into your panties and her middle finger go up inside you, deep stretching you out "fuck, ellie"

"you see?" she began to thrust her finger inside your pussy, listening to the melody of your soft cries, while her mind was clouded thinking of all the things she wanted to do to you "i want you to say it. y'know i'll give it to you if you ask nicely, baby"

her name escaping from your lips when she slipped her other finger echoed in the walls of your bedroom, drawing a smile on ellie's face. that was the only sound she wanted to hear for the rest of her life. nothing made her feel like that. each time your voice shaped her name when you were filled with pleasure because of her, a flame grew inside her. each whimper was gasoline for the fire she had inside her, wanting to become fiercer until it felt like it was burning her.

her fingers slowly moved in and out, finding that sweet spot inside you and moving her fingers in a "come hither" motion, causing your legs to tremble and your hands to tightly grip the white sheets of your bed. the walls of your insides were tightening up against ellie's fingers, a sign she knew meant that you were getting very close to the edge.

"are you getting close, baby?" despite her sweet tone, her movements were nothing but sweet. her fingers were practically making you tremble each time they touched that spot, "do you wanna cum, hm?"

"yes, please!" you could barely speak at that moment, "please, ellie!"

"such a good girl f'me"

while her words made you think she was going to give you what you craved, her actions showed the complete opposite. instead of keeping the pace of her movements, she gradually stopped, making your hips move in a desperate search for touch until she finally removed her fingers.

"shh, don't worry" she reassured you after seeing the frustrated, annoyed look on your face, "i'll make you cum harder like this"

without you even realizing it, clouded with so much pleasure flowing fast through your veins and feeling the fire in your belly growing more and more, ellie got up from the bed and grabbed your legs, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed and into her face. 

before you could glance over to where your girlfriend had positioned herself, she took your panties off and slid her index finger over your wet pussy, covering her finger with your slick juices, immediately causing you to thrust your hips against her touch, earning a vicious laugh from her. 

"awh, someone's eager" she teased, gently rubbing her fingertips along with the movement of your hips. your cheeks were burning, the air entering your body felt as hot as fire in a desert and your face showed the impatience you and your body felt. every time her fingers grazed your swollen clit, a muffled moan came out of your lips, "s'okay, i got you"

her two fingers went back inside you for a second time, gently playing with the sweet spot that made you writhe in pleasure. your hands squeezed the bedsheets harder, just seconds before ellie wrapped her free hand around your thigh and began to lick your clit. you whined in pleasure as her tongue lapped on your pussy, hungrily covering her lips and face with your fluids as if she was devouring you while her fingers brought you closer to ecstasy. 

you could only repeat her name like a prayer, immediately throwing your head back on the pillow whenever you tried to look down. her eyes were closed, completely focused on moving her tongue, licking your clit while her fingers were working you up. you could even see the veins on her forearm popping up as she flexed her fingers. the hand she had gripping your thigh squeezed you to keep you from slipping away from her, just as if she didn't want to let go of her prey as she devoured it ferociously like a hungry animal.

you felt the tight knot in your stomach about to snap, as it got harder for ellie to curl her fingers now that your walls were clenching around her, trapping her fingers while your orgasm was about to come. 

"fuck" she mumbled between each lick and thrust of her fingers in you, "so tight f'me"

"oh, ellie! please, please!" you shout as the wave of pleasure got closer to washing over your body. 

"c'mon babe, lemme taste you" she encouraged you, raising her lust-filled gaze briefly to watch you squirm in pleasure as you called out her name "gonna be a good girl 'n cum for me, yeah?"

"fuck, ellie!"

your back arched as you felt her fingers touch your weak spot again, and your legs quickly began to tremble, a sign that you had already reached the peak of your ecstasy and that knot in your stomach untied, breaking into pieces and whipping you hard, leaving your body weak after that shattering orgasm.

you felt ellie's fingers leave your sensitive pussy, earning another whine from your lips. the green-eyed girl brought her two fingers into her mouth, sucking them slowly as she watched you from below. in her eyes you could still see how she couldn't get enough of this. 

"taste so good" she got up and sat on the edge of the bed, admiring your naked body and your tired, still sleepy face. ellie's breathing was ragged and she could barely take her eyes off you. "you okay, babe?"

ellie wanted so much more of you.

and you did too.

"y-yeah" you nodded, attempting to steady your breath. you moved closer to where she was and she couldn't help but kiss you as she could still sense how aroused you were.

you deepened the kiss by placing your hands on her cheeks, drawing your girlfriend closer to you. her lips devoured yours and you tried your best to not moan her name between each kiss. her hands roamed your waist at the same time you tugged at the hem of her shirt, eagerly trying to take it off.

ellie realized what you wanted to do and didn't hesitate a second longer. she broke the kiss, and you were finally able to remove her shirt, throwing it away from where you were standing. you pressed your lips together again, this time in a sloppier kiss, seeking to drown each other in each kiss and touching each other as if it was the first time you did. impatient, eager, and craving the feel of each other.

"ellie" you breathed, as she drew kisses down your jaw "i want more" 

she let out a muffled laugh, returning to kiss your lips for a moment again. 

"you want more?" she asked, though she knew already the answer. you nodded, eyes filled with eagerness and feeling the warm coil forming in your lower stomach again "does my pretty girl want more, hm?

ellie quickly got rid of her underwear and in the blink of an eye, she spread your legs, bringing her body closer to yours. she put her leg over your left thigh. you move your body a little bit more toward hers, just enough for you to let out a gasp the moment your pussies touched, pressing against each other.

you let out a moan as you felt shivers running down your spine, arching your back slightly. 

"you feel so fucking good" she threw her head back before holding your other leg and begin rocking her hips against yours "'this what you wanted, baby?"

"fuck, yes!" ellie continues the slow, but steady movements of her hips, always keeping in charge of guiding your movements with her own. she starts slowly at first, enjoying the feeling of your wet clits rubbing each other. "feels so good, i can't-"

"hold on a bit longer f'me, baby" she ordered, realizing that you were already dangerously closer to orgasm than before "just keep your eyes on me, m'kay?" 

you nodded nervously, as the movements became faster, grinding your hips together eagerly. ellie brings her hands to your hips, gripping them tightly to match your movements. the room is once again filled with, not only your moans this time, but hers as well, along with the sounds your pussies made with each thrust. 

her warm hands were now resting below your ribs, holding you as she let you sway your hips smoothly. bringing your sight to ellie's face, you could see how her features glowed in the dim sunlight, watching how the freckles on her face were covered by a light blush as she approached her orgasm.

you felt your vision begin to blur, a sign that you were already dangerously close to touching nirvana, but you didn't want to do it without her.  

"ellie, i'm so close" 

ellie quickened her movements, squeezing you even closer to her.  the pace turns frantic, bringing you both closer to the edge. 

"we're gonna cum together, 'kay?" she ordered, her eyes looking at yours, pupils dilatated dark with passion as she admired your body trembling under hers. 

"ellie! i'm cumming!" 

"fuck, that's it" she whined, "cum with me"

finally, you both reach your orgasm at the same time. she quickly held your trembling body as the second wave of pleasure hit you, muffling your cries on her neck as she also unraveled in your touch. 

you both collapse onto the bed, trying to stabilize your shaky breaths. ellie holds your body closer to hers, feeling her warm skin, your head laying on her chest, feeling her racing heartbeats. 

"you ok, babe?" she asks you, hiding a cheeky smile. 

"yeah" you answer, finally catching your breath "that was amazing"

you heard her laugh echoing in the room you both shared for the past 3 months. you swear you never want to stop hearing her laugh like that when she's with you. 

you raised your head and, after a few seconds of staring at her face, you gave her a peck on the edge of her lips and quickly got up from the bed, heading to the door of your room to open it.

"hey!" she shouted, "where are you going?"

"i'm going to take a shower!" you answered, playfully teasing her "you can come to join me if you want”

ellie's eyes opened wide, and she quickly got up as well, following you into your bathroom, you could only laugh at how excited she was all of the sudden.

"i mean, we can always save water together" you rolled your eyes back, "and we can also go for another round, don't you think?"

she managed to trap you in her arms, placing sweet kisses on your shoulders as you tried to turn on the shower.

"you're such a tease, els" 

“yeah” she proudly admitted, “but you already knew that, babe”

moving in with ellie was definitely your best decision, and you couldn’t be more sure of it.

"yeah," she proudly admitted "but you already knew that, babe"

moving in with ellie was definitely your best decision, and you couldn't be more sure of it.

#ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #the last of us x reader #the last of us 2 x reader #the last of us smut #ellie smut #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x y/n #ellie x fem reader #tlou x reader #tlou x you #tlou2 x reader

[eroseas]

hii !! i saw that you want some requests so i wanted to ask if you could write an ellie oneshot inspired by shameless by camila cabello 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️ just yk a lot of tension and angst but also a happy ending if that makes sense? i would rlly like that! i love ur writing and have a great night ❣️❣️❣️😘

shameless.

summary: ellie can't get enough of you, but even so, it seems she doesn't want you.

word count: 3.8k

pairing: ellie/fem!reader

cw: cursing, kinda sad not really tho, yelling

tags: @elliesstar , @ellieismami, @shesluxurious , @evanpetersluver , @anchoeritic , @elliephobic , @elliewill

an: i got a little carried away. modern au cause i feel like it. i literally first heard this song on tiktok and really enjoyed it, so thank you for giving me the song name lmfao cause i had no idea. this was fun to write! thank u for the request baby i appreciate it. hopefully it lives up to your expectations! thank u to jay for proofreading love u pookie. enjoy!

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It’s a simple agreement. No kissing, under any circumstances, ever.

You and Ellie would meet up, help each other out, then go your separate ways. Breaking up with Dina had been a tough call, and it hit her pretty hard, from what you could tell. She wasn’t interested in relationships after that point, just occasionally wanted a hookup.

The first time was maybe six months after breaking up with Dina. Was probably more, if you really think about it. Jesse was a good sport trying to be in both of their corners. You weren’t too close with Dina or Ellie and had only occasionally hung out with them before the breakup. Jesse was more your speed since he often third-wheeled when Dina and Ellie were together, so you’d join a hang out with them if he was around. Otherwise, you minded your own business, not wanting to overstep.

When Ellie first followed you on Instagram, you didn’t think much of it. Dina had been following you for a while, but Ellie wasn’t the type to be on her phone very much, if at all. Jesse liked to joke that she took after Joel too much, complaining about how many screens someone can fit in between their face and the wall. The first text was simple, just a reply to your story where you posted a picture of your cat enjoying catnip and a joint in between your fingertips. Ellie had made a little joke, then said you should invite her to the next one. It was subtle– a barely-there request– but sure enough, the next time you had a smoke sesh, Ellie was there in her too-big hoodie and ripped jeans.

“So,” you had said, adjusting yourself next to Ellie on your bed, lighting the blunt between your lips, “Not to be the loser who asks what we are, but what are we?”

She had turned to look at you with a weird little look on her face, one that you couldn’t figure out at the time and still can’t figure out now, but her voice held no room for argument. She had just pulled on her hoodie again, covering her tan skin.

“Friends,” she had murmured, as she watched the smoke pool from your lips, “Good friends.”

And that was that.

Before she had left that night, her hair mussed from your grip on it moments prior, and her hoodie on backward, she’d mentioned the no-kissing rule. You’d shrugged, a big t-shirt covering your figure, your arms crossed over your chest.

“Whatever works for you, Williams.”

You had put the hood up over her face and laughed at her deadpan expression once it fell back down.

And that was that.

It wasn’t a big deal, Ellie had figured. You were an acquaintance, someone who easily fit the group, someone who was hot and funny and Ellie’s type. She’d thought it over after you had mentioned once in conversation that you typically don’t go for relationships, and she had thought it was a good idea. She knew, deep down, that if you were to hold up on that end of the bargain, plus the no-kissing thing, everything would be fine. She wouldn’t fall for you, and she’d keep you at arm's length until she couldn’t handle it anymore. It would be fine.

(It was not fine.)

Ellie had been avoiding you for a few weeks now, dodging your texts and running off when you caught her at the cafe where you worked. It had gotten to a point where you eventually muted her number, in case she did text back so you didn’t have to deal with replying. It was starting to get annoying, the way she pretends you don't exist after getting her fill. Last time had been nice; she’d wanted to go to the park and watch the stars, and smoke, of course. You’d enjoyed yourself, joking back and forth with her till she got needy enough to kiss the side of your neck.

She hated asking for it, liked to take it instead, but you were persistent. You’d move your head to the side, a little smirk on your lips, her eyes growing big and wide, her pretty pink lips sporting a pout.

Thinking about it, now, you realize it must’ve been what you said after that made her all weird. It wasn’t awful, at least you didn’t think it was, but it’s the only real explanation for her behavior the last couple of weeks. You curse quietly under your breath, pausing your cleaning task as you close up the cafe, your eyes darting around the espresso machine in front of you as you try to piece this together.

She’d given you that look, and you just couldn't help yourself– it had slipped so easily past your lips that it was like your tongue was made to utter those words.

“Oh, look at my girl,” you had muttered, placing the burning joint between her lips. Her eyes were glazed over practically instantly, but they had dropped to your lips momentarily, like an impulse. You hadn’t put two and two together at the time, but thinking about that night when you’re sober really works wonders.

“Fuck me,” you sigh, hanging your head, wondering how you were gonna confront her about this. That wasn’t your strongest suit, but clearly, Ellie was worse.

It had been eight months since Ellie and Dina broke up, and she was over it now. She had been on the verge of it when she first proposed the friends-with-benefits thing with you. She’d watched the way you went about life, so unafraid of being alone, and she’d envied it. It was a sick, little green monster in her heart, a constant reminder that she was nothing like that. If it wasn’t Joel as a kid, it was Cat. If it wasn’t Cat, it was Dina. She just wanted to be her own person. To exist as herself, to be with someone without giving every piece of herself to them in the hope that they’d stay.

You were so patient. So understanding. It had thrown her for a loop, the way you took her words, or her requests, or the way you just didn’t care what she did. It was a mutual understanding for the most part; an understanding that she wasn’t prepared for anything, but she still wanted a friend. More than a friend, less than a lover.

It wasn’t usually your territory to confront anyone, and as much as it had annoyed you, it hurt. She was your friend. She talked to you and listened to you, she’d tell you facts about space and you’d tell her how lame she was for knowing it all. But you’d remember it anyway, and you’d mention something NASA tweeted every once and a while, just to get her to talk about it again.

You sighed, knocking on her front door. It was a shame, really, to have to come over just to talk to her, but if she didn’t want to do it herself, you didn’t have a choice.

The door swung open to reveal a very sweaty and very angry Ellie Williams, her hair pushed back out of her forehead. Her hands are wrapped, and your mouth runs a bit dry. Her eyebrows furrow and she clears her throat.

“Hey?” She says, her confusion evident in her voice, and you scoff. You nod your head towards the interior of her apartment, raising an eyebrow at her.

“You gonna let me in or what?” You ask, the exhaustion of a ten-hour shift collapsing onto your shoulders. Ellie bites her lip and eventually nods, though she doesn’t seem too excited, and creates a path for you to walk into her apartment. You sigh, glancing at her patio where her punching bag is still swinging. You try not to think about why she’s so bothered, and instead worry yourself with putting your bag and apron down on her entryway table. You toss your car keys somewhere in the mix while Ellie closes up shop.

Ellie sighs through her nose, glancing over at you every so often as she unwraps her hands. She’d hoped she could have at least a little more time to deal with her feelings, but even so, it wouldn't have been fair to you. She knew that her bullshit was going to eventually seep through the floorboards and drown you both, but she didn’t think it would happen so quickly. She rolls up the wrap and puts it away, taking a deep breath when she enters the apartment again.

It wasn’t the first time she’s had you over, and you know your way around the place. She takes note of the candle you lit, the one you got her after she ran out of the last one. It had been on sale, and you figured she’d like it, but it was a piece of you in her place that she grew very attached to very quickly.

“So,” she mumbles, leaning against the counter in her kitchen, trying to look anywhere but you, “What’s up?”

Her obliviousness is pissing you off more than usual, but you take a breath to calm yourself. Instead of scoffing, you take in the sight of her, her dark gray sports bra and black shorts hugging her frame perfectly. It makes you self-aware, suddenly, that you’re in your work clothes. She stands a little straighter, feeling your eyes on her.

“You’ve been MIA, Williams,” you say, just a tad bit exasperated, just a tad bit upset, “What’s up with you?”

She tenses, her shoulders flexing under the stress, and rolls her neck. You watch her with tired eyes, your head swimming with too many thoughts, feeling less relaxed and carefree than you normally do.

You try really hard, always rolling with the punches, always riding the goddamn wave. It’s a pain to expect anything from anyone– a disappointment. Everyone is such a disappointment, and there’s no use getting your hopes up. It’s not like you were expecting much from her, just for Ellie to be a friend.

“Nothing,” she says, shrugging her shoulders, doing that shutting down bullshit, “Just got a lot on my mind.”

You nod, humming, playing her little game.

“Like what?”

She squints like she wasn’t expecting you to ask, like she’s surprised you actually did. You stare back, unfazed.

“Just– stuff, I don’t know.” She sighs, glancing off to the side, not wanting to hold your gaze anymore.

“Really?” You ask, pushing further, “Would this ‘stuff’ have anything to do with what I said during our last little encounter?”

She rolls her head to the side, pushes herself off the counter, and walks to her fridge. She rips it open, pretends to look for something, then grabs a water bottle. She doesn’t say anything yet, just takes a swig, and lets some water dribble down her chin. You watch, stubborn, as you wait for her to quit dancing around the subject.

“Jesus,” she mutters, placing the bottle on the counter, “Yes, it did. You happy you got it right?”

Her attitude makes you roll your eyes.

“I don’t give a fuck about being right, Williams,” you say, your voice a little louder now at the sheer audacity of Ellie fucking Williams, “I give a fuck about you. You could’ve said that it bothered you.”

She shrugs her shoulders again, throwing her hands up like it doesn’t even matter.

“What did you want me to say? ‘Sorry, when we have sex can you not call me yours? Makes it a little goddamn awkward when we’re just friends’?” She exclaims, looking at you like you have two heads.

“That’s a start, Ellie,” you snap at her, and she freezes when you say her name, her eyebrows pinching. “You’re not the only one with feelings here, y’know. You’re my friend.”

She stills at the statement, the emphasis of the word ‘friend’. She’s called you that countlessly, but hearing you say it with so much certainty makes her uneasy. She shifts, ‘cause it just doesn’t sound right, and the realization makes her feel sick. She shakes her head quickly, suddenly overwhelmed, suddenly scared.

“Leave,” she says, her voice barely loud enough for you to hear, but you do hear it. It makes you still, even your fingers don’t twitch. The fear is ice cold as it drops down her spine, and she can’t bring herself to look at you. She does the only thing she can think of; she pushes you away.

“What?” You ask, your voice quiet like you don’t believe what you’re hearing. Part of you doesn’t, in all honesty. Ellie’s never been one to back down, never one to slam the door in someone’s face. Especially not your face.

“Just– Leave!” She yells, throwing her arm up to the general direction of the door, “Get the fuck out! We’re not friends, okay? You’re–” She pauses, shakes her head again like she can’t make up her mind, then says, “I’m done with you.”

That last part makes your heart drop. ‘I’m done with you.’ Like you’re some toy she’s now bored with, like she’s gotten what she wanted and now it’s all done. Like you’re nothing, like you’ve been nothing this whole time. A laugh bubbles up before you can even help it, tears pricking at your eyes, but you refuse to cry. You grab your things quickly, and Ellie doesn’t move to stop you, even if her hands twitch, and her legs falter. She doesn’t try.

“Fuck you.” Is all you say, but even then, it's a broken little thing. A barely-whisper, just something to say so you have the last word. She lets you keep it, and when you leave her apartment, you don’t stick around to hear her yell ‘Fuck!’ at nobody and nothing.

And that was that.

Ellie becomes a bit of a ghost after that. Whether or not she means to, you have no clue. But you have an appreciation for it; not having to pretend you’re doing fine is a weight off of your shoulders. That carefree attitude is a shield you wear, a buffer between emotions, something you use to move between the people in your life. The way people flock to you for something so minute, so temporary– are you that temporary? It’s a headache and a half to even think about.

Seeing Ellie at parties was a trip. She’d look so okay, so good. Like she doesn’t lose sleep at all, never will lose sleep over you, like she’s fine.

Ellie doesn’t know how badly she fucked up until she sees you the first time after you left her apartment. It’s not like she forgets what you look like. How could she?

Jesse drags you to a party. It’s been a month, maybe, since you and Ellie fought. It’s enough time that you don’t really do much when you see her; you stare a little longer than you’d like to, and she smiles a little too much than she’s supposed to, and you think about her before bed. A resentment slowly builds, little building blocks falling from the sky, but it builds. Soon enough, she’s not Ellie anymore. She’s just Williams, just some girl you met through Jesse. Just some girl who made you feel a little too much, a little too fast.

You see her after a couple of hours, dressed in a button-up you remember wearing once, and the memory makes you flush. You blame it on the alcohol because you’ll never blame yourself, and make yourself another drink. It’s about to be the time of the night where you leave, but you know Jesse will complain about you leaving without telling him, so you attempt to find him. It gets you knocked into someone’s chest, a pretty girl with short black hair and pale skin, who grabs your waist before you even have a chance to apologize.

You look at her, raising your brow.

“Sorry about that!” You yell over the music, but her hands are firm where they rest. She smiles a smile that looks nothing like Ellie’s, and it makes your skin crawl. You attempt to move away, but she keeps you still.

“Why don’t you dance with me?” She replies, but it feels less like a question and more like a demand, so you forcibly step back, pushing her hands off. You throw her a dirty look for good measure and tell her to back off, but she’s not convinced.

“Don’t be such a fucking bitch–”

In hindsight, that shouldn’t have been the reason you punched her, but unfortunately, Ellie has your patience wearing thin, even when you haven’t spoken to her in a month. It’s not your fault, really, when this girl’s nose starts bleeding, or when your knuckles start throbbing. You don’t even realize someone’s pulling you out of the building until your face meets the cold air, until Ellie is pulling you into an alley and asking, “What the fuck was that?”

You giggle to yourself, cradling your hand, and jerk yourself out of her hold. Your eyes meet hers, and it pisses you off that you missed them.

“Fuck off.” You mutter, pushing a few strands of hair out of your face. Her jaw sets, and her eyes narrow.

“Was she fucking with you? Did she touch you?” She interrogates, her shoulders tensing with every word that leaves her mouth, and the mere concept makes you boil.

“Are you serious?” You question, scoffing at her after the fact. You shake your head, your eyes trailing over her face, lingering on her lips, the one thing you promised you’d never touch. The one thing she wouldn't talk about, the one thing you wanted the most. She takes a step back, like you might punch her, too.

“Why the fuck do you care, Williams?” You let your hand fall limp, your shoulders deflating, “You’re done with me. You had your fun. We’re not friends.”

You echo everything she told you that night, because the only thing those words have been doing this past month has been bouncing around your brain, a constant reminder of what she thinks of you. You watch her wince, and you watch her step closer, and you watch her eyes turn down, like a puppy getting scolded. You watch her, because it’s all you’ve ever done. She takes a chance to look at you, her eyebrows pinched, her lips turned down into a frown.

“I didn’t mean any of that, I just–” She cuts herself off again like she’s scared of giving too much away, “I was scared.”

It makes no sense to you, not really; the alcohol has your chest burning, but you think maybe it might be Ellie, and nobody has ever made you second guess yourself before. Then again, nobody has ever been Ellie, and you don’t think anyone will.

Ellie shifts uncomfortably, watching your expression turn somber, and it jolts her awake. She thinks that maybe she drank too much, thinks that you look too pretty under this streetlamp, or maybe that she wants you more than she thinks she does. It’s just enough for her to lean in, though– close enough that she can smell the perfume you like to wear, and the strawberry chapstick that you don’t leave home without. Your breath hitches in your throat, and when you blink, Ellie’s impossibly closer. The insinuation, the tease of a kiss, makes you angrier, like she’s dangling it in front of your face.

“Like I said,” you mutter, looking into her eyes, “Fuck off, Williams.”

When she sighs her breath out, you can feel it fan over your cheeks. It makes you so warm, and a heat builds in the pit of your stomach when she smirks all sly and charming.

“I don’t want to,” she replies stubbornly, her eyes sparkling, “Please forgive me.”

It’s almost a beg, the way she says it. She doesn’t mean to, but seeing you so angry, so hurt, it makes her ache. She thinks that her loneliness will always sit like a chip on her shoulder, and she knows that you know it, too. She can’t bear the thought– seeing someone else want you struck a nerve with her, and it made her realize too much in too little time.

“No.” You murmur, Ellie’s expression falling to the pits of hell. You lack a finality in your voice, like you know you’re lying when you say it, but Ellie doesn’t know better. She glances at your lips again, how close they are, how she aches for them, and slowly backs up.

“Try again.” You add, and her expression lifts, even the tiniest bit. She nods.

“I will.”

It’s maybe another month of dancing around each other before Ellie works up the courage to face you again. This time, she’s not almost-drunk, and this time, it’s not in a dark alleyway outside of a frat house. This time, she comes to your apartment, with flowers and a stuffed frog plushie, her smile a little lopsided and her eyes worried at the edges.

“May I help you?” You ask, just to be a little pain in her ass, and you stare directly at her face, ignoring the items in her hand. She clears her throat, and shifts where she stands.

“Do you mind if I come in?” She asks, her voice wavering just a bit, her eyes bright with hope and something sweeter. You hum and shrug your shoulders, but move out of the way so she can come in. She does so gingerly, looking around as you close the door. You turn to her, and she faces you, smiling.

“I wanted to apologize,” she starts, looking all over your face, “I figured my shit out.”

It’s everything you want to hear, really, and you can’t stop the little grin pulling at your lips. It makes the tension in her shoulders almost disappear, the relief making her deflate. She holds the flowers and plushie out awkwardly, shrugging her shoulders.

“Got you these,” she mumbles, her ears flushing red, “I hope you like them ‘cause I really could not figure out which to bring you. There were so many.”

You laugh at the honesty and take them from her. You walk over to your kitchen counter and set them down, then make your way back to her, standing close and patient.

“Well, I love them,” you tell her, reaching for her hand. She bites her lip, and she can’t help it when her eyes fall to your lips again.

“Please forgive me.” She echoes those words from a month ago, getting close and comfortable, her nose knocking into yours gently. You can’t help the chuckle you let out, your eyes watching hers.

“I forgive you.”

She barely gives you time to get the words out. Her lips press against yours harshly, her hands coming up to your waist to bring you close. She doesn’t want to be away from them again, doesn’t want to stop kissing you, and it turns out to be everything she’s dreamed of. You grab at her belt loops, closing any distance that dares to come up, and melt. The kiss turns out to be everything you’ve dreamed of, too.

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a/n: first time doing dealer ellie??? pls leave opinions or I'II overthink this also I'm so sorry but I cannot write stone dom for ellie, she's my soft dom :((

Small imagery/ headcannons, on how you met Ellie, how you ignored her at first for being known as a playgirl, and how you ended up together

Dealer Ellie who's actually just a loser lesbian with too much love and money to spend

The party you got dragged to was definitely one of the best you'd attended. The drinks hit you in just the right way, warming your throat but chilling your stomach. The weed felt better to intake, knowing it was cheap since the host paid for most of it. The vibrations of the music filled your body, making the night feel dreamy. You took it light, enjoying every second that was being offered. As the night grew, so did the amount of people. You enjoyed watching who came in, the way they carried themselves and what it said about them. Losing yourself in the music, you turned and opened your eyes to be met with a pair staring right at you. Her stare pierced you in a way you hadn't felt before. You just had to know who she was.

You held eye contact, wondering if it'd be smart to join the auburn headed girl at the spot she stood in. While you overthought the option, you saw her head motion along with her eyes to go her way. Who could deny such a beauty?

As you walked up to her, a smirk grew on her face, seemingly proud of being able to reel you in. You carried your drink in your hand, mixing it around. Finally, at a good enough distance, you heard the first sounds of her rather sweet, raspy voice. "Hey, baby," She said with the pet name rolling off her tongue seductively. Her voice was enough to entice you, even if you typically despised such upfront people.

Not knowing what to address her as, you asked. "Got a name, babe?" returning the petname. You stared at her in interest: She felt like a different approach than others. The way her eyes scanned up from your thighs to your chest to your face was hard to ignore, making you flush some. "Ellie." She bit her lip unconsciously after, god, her lips looked so perfectly plump.

You hummed at her response; it was a pretty name that suited her face. You were admiring her features, from the exposed tattoo on her right arm to the risky amount of unbuttoned buttons on her shirt to the freckles that stained her face. Ellie's following words made you lose your train of thought. "'m not gonna waste your time, you're pretty, babe." She gave you a tilted grin, watching you in amusement. As you processed her words, only a smile was able to make its way on your face. She continued, "I'd like to take you outta here, somewhere nice, got some joints in m' car."

Her boldness was attractive. How could anyone say no to such a pretty face? The temptation to go with her outweighed the screaming that told you to stay. "Interested?" She kept her eyes on you, trying to read your body language anything that'd give a response. You opened your mouth to speak, ready to agree to her alluring personality, but you felt a yank on your arm.

Your friend was pulling you outside, raising her voice at you, warning you about the type of girl Ellie was. Apparently, she was one, a play girl and two, a druge dealer, but that one wasn't as bad, right? She was just too good to be true, huh? You never would' ve continued talking to her if you knew she was just talking to you for a quick fuck.

Despite being a little hesitant to attend parties in case you met Ellie again, you still went. Your friends gave you the whole talk of this and that and to be careful, yet some part of you wanted to run into Ellie again, just once more. She was a reoccurring thought throughout the week up till Friday, the next party that'd been going around. You'd gotten extra dolled up, just in case you told yourself. You wouldn't let yourself fall for her, You'd dress up this nice either way, right? The night was danced away, waiting for a glimpse of auburn hair. With no sign of Ellie, the flow of the music lead you to another girl, dancing with her hands roaming your body freely. You turned your head to face the girl, but it wasn't her that shocked you. It was a familiar face staring right past her shoulder.

The eyes that looked right at you began to sting your skin, it somehow felt like she was shaming you in the most filithiest way. Your body grew warm under her stare as you disconnected yourself from the girl you danced with, heading to the restroom.

Just behind you, a voice spoke before you entered the bathroom. "Where you going, pretty girl?" The name struck you, keeping you in place, not turning back. Feeling doubtful of your control to not interact with her, you quickly escaped into the restroom. She wouldn't wait, right? You scrolled through your timelines, looking through everyone's page, killing time. The line was drawn at eight minutes when you finally got the courage to come out.

The coast looked clear when you opened the door, not seeing anyone from your view; but as you made your way to the end of the hallway, someone tugged your arm back behind the wall. "What the fuck," You said angrily, pausing when you were met with Ellie. You scoffed at her. "Already said I'm not interested." You maintained eye contact, not letting your guard down. "Really?" She tilted her head. "Don't remember you saying that." She gave you a smile with her full lips tinted pink.

She had a point; you never said or thought it, but you couldn't do this fling typa thing. You shook your head at her. "I'm not gonna do this thing with you." She could sense your doubtfullness, so she pulled away a little, giving you the tiniest bit of space. "The rumors aren't true." You considered her words, were they the truth? Her eyes had looked so soft, pulling you into her words. You felt her warmth on your face as she leaned in. "I can treat you good, baby. Give me a chance," She spoke softly next to your ear. You bit your lip, trying to conceal the butterflies her words gave.

Ellie took a note and placed it in your palm, closing it. Before leaving, she examined every inch of your body, where it curved with your clothing to the curls that laid on your head, She smiled to herself, more genuine. "Just in case," She gestered to your hand and left you standing in the hallway. Her phone number was the only thing she left behind, along with a piece of your interest.

Over the weekend, you pondered texting her at all. lf you texted her, what would you even say? Despite the questioning eventually curiosity got the best of you, and a text with, "Hey :)" was all that you saw in the new started chat. It wasn't long before you got a reply. Throughout the week, you continuously texted each other. She wasn't as bad as she seemed. She was cocky but caring and less intimidating; she was just a tough acting dealer with dorky interests. You soon learned her boldness with flirting was a fluke, and she was actually such an easily flustered person. It was sweet to see how gentle she treated you compared to the coldness she showed others.

You ordered a tea, waiting for Ellie to show up to your planned brunch date. It'd been two weeks, and the shared calls and hangouts had successfully won your heart. You had a slight feeling Ellie had something planned, but weren't sure what. You took multiple glances at the window, looking for her recognizable hairdo.

Ellie made it to your table before your drink could, so when the waiter arrived, he jotted down both your orders and left. Ellie looked put together as if she'd spent time overthinking what to wear. It was supposed to be casual, so you'd just put on a favorite outfit of yours. As you examined Ellie, she examined you. "You look pretty." She said in a soft tone of admiration. The compliment brought blood to rush through your cheeks. "You look good too, Ellie." You gave her a soft smile.

When the food came, the time was spent on eating, having conversations on random topics, and slight flirting. You loved the way she made you feel heavenly. You were floating in the sky when she looked at you the way she did. When brunch was done, you asked the waiter for the bill. As you pulled out your card, Ellie gave you the most concerned look. "Uhhmm...what're you doing?" Her tone sounding confused. You gave her an awkward stare. "Uh, I'm paying?" It sounded more like a question than a statement. All that came out from Ellie was a "No." She shook her head. "You're not." She continued. "When I said I could treat you good, I meant it, babe."

She didn't stop staring at you weirdly till you put away your card. You guessed dealers did make good money. After brunch, Ellie took you to a nearby park, sitting you down on a bench. Once both of you were comfortable, she cleared her throat. "I, uhm, I don't usually do these typa things." Instead of looking at you, she was now fiddling with rings on her finger. You just stared at her, unconsciously tilting your head, wondering what she'd say. "I've really enjoyed our time together and wanted to make it more of an official thing." She looked up to face you. "I really like you." Your heart could burst at any moment.

"I really like you too, Ellie," you grabbed her hand to add further conformation to your statement. You swear her eyes lit up a shade. You both basked in the newfound warmth in each other until Ellie gasped. "Oh, here." She clumsily looked through her pockets to pull out a box. "I, uh" She opened the box. "Got us matching jewelry." The box held a necklace and a ring. They were complimented each other so beautifully. The necklace saying E. Williams with a heart on the bottom that marked the date. The ring said the same with your initial and last name with the date on the inside. Your eyes scanned them so carefully as if even looking at then would break it.

"They're beautiful Ellie." You stared at her and the jewelry in awe. "Here, let me help you." You turned and picked up your hair to help her put it on. Her fingers grazed your neck so carefully, it filled you with sparks. When you turned back around, Ellie was looking at it in such amazement. "Your turn." You grabbed the ring from the box carefully and placed it on Ellie's right middle finger. Her hands looked so pretty decorated in rings, especially the one that marked your beginning.

You grabbed Ellie's hand and fiddled with her ring as the sappy moment died down. "And what would you have done if I said no?" You pressed circles on the back of her hand as she rested her head on yours. "What would you have done with the jewelry?" Ellie chuckled and moved up to face you. "I wouldn't have given up on you that easy, loser." You playfully smacked Ellie's thigh. "Really?" Your tone sounding accusing. "Mhmmm," She hummed, smiling. You leaned into Ellie, kissing her lips. That day was a day for every new beginning.

With the rest of the day you spent together, you learned that she had had a dumb crush on you for awhile. Ellie had seen you walking around campus and at so many parties and decided to shoot her shot. She said she feared you wouldn't be into her or whether you preferred masc presenting girls, or if you even liked girls. You also learned that it was a rumor, she never slept with the girls; she never received from them, just gave, or only hung out since they "wanted to know if they were into girls." She'd stopped for awhile though, once she realized her crush on you. She was such a mess, but your mess.

#ellie williams #lesbian #ellie williams x reader #tlou 2 #ellie x reader #elliesstar #tlou ellie #ellie tlou #shes so soft dom #u cannot tell me otherwise #soft dom ellie for life

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𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐬

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

a/n: I'm trying out a new section/ layout so lmk ur thoughts on it<33 also warnings for suggestive imageries:))

~☆ Imagine Ellie undressing in front of you, and as she takes off her shirt, her back is painted in ink. The way her muscles flex with her movements being displayed right in front of you making you flush. She can feel you staring and teases you with a smirk. "Enjoying the view, babe?"

~☆ Imagine Ellie eating you out while a mirror faces her back. All you can see when facing forward is her tattooed back streching and moving along with your waves of pleasure. Your hands in her hair, just close enough to trace the art on her back as she massages your thighs with her hands to accompany the pleasure of your pussy.

~☆ Imagine cuddling against Ellie's back and being able to see every mark on her back, being the only one who knows where it starts and ends. Being able to trace each stroke freely knowing Ellie secretly likes the way you always touch her. And when she cuddles you instead, you're brought with her arm tattoos that wrap around you and occasionally tease your breast.

~☆ Imagine Ellie fucking you with your legs around her waist. As she pushes her fingers in and out of you, her tattooed arm holding your ass up to your waist, you're grasping onto her back. Leaving marks and scratches all over her tattoos from the pleasure, She whispers into your ear and sloppily leaves hickeys against your neck. "Fuck, you feel so good, babe."

-☆ Imagine being Ellie's workout partner and being distracted with every set she does. Her tattoos moving and flexing when she strains them. The preasure of the weights making her arms puff and veins visible. Her back glistening with her hard work making you want her to fuck you right there and then.

#elliesstar #ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie x you #tlou part ii #ellie tlou #tlou 2 #tlou ellie

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Modern Au Ellie

Headcannons

a/n: I've been having Ellie brainrot these past months, so enjoy <33

Driving

Whenever Ellie is driving, she always has a hand on you, whether it's holding your hand on top of the middle compartment or her hand against your thigh, giving reassuring squeezes throughout the drive, it's first instinct for her.

Ellie always has extra hoodies or flannels prepared for you if you're cold or ever come in the situation where either of you need extra clothing. lt's better safe than sorry, she says, plus it's always a bonus when they smell like her.

lf you're ever driving. you're always prepared to have your ears talked off by Ellie's rants on subjects that have anything to do with life's wonders. lt's always so fascinating to see how much she learns about space science and its evolution through history.

The best part about being in a car with her is when she loses herself in song. and you're able to hear her singing freely, not a single stress across her mind. Sometimes you'd join, which would make her look at you and give the largest grin, as if you just gave her everything she's ever wanted her whole life.

Ellie is so bad at parking, when she first took you out in her car, she got so nervous and got on top of the curb. You gave her a look of reassurance you weren't judging her, but she still felt ashamed and is extra careful. She eventually just laughs it off, hoping you don't think less of her.

College

If she ever saw you at a club nearby, she'd definitely buy you a drink as a flirtatious start and say the most horrendous pick up lines that would somehow hook you in. She'd then lead dance floor, with close contact assured.

Elie would never take morning classes, only till the afternoon or evening. And even then you'd have to pull her out of bed after a heavy night of studies. She'd probably tell you to fuck off with small hints of love in her tone.

Her dorm room would be the nerdiest thing filled with space science and earthy decorated. The first time you see her room would be a total shock, getting her embarrassed, but it just made you like her even more. You'd definitely have to stop making out at the entry once you realized her dorm decor.

Even if she dislikes the taste of bitter coffee, she's a regular at the local cafe, because it helps with staying awake, and you just so happen to enjoy being there. On occasional days she wants to treat you, she'd make the exception and wake up early.

Atleast twice a month, she'd drag you to a bookstore on her payday to find the latest copies of her comics. This would lead to her recommending you some and going back to her dorm to read and talk about it.

In General

Whenever she's able to write and play a song to her satisfaction, she likes to sign up at local bars to perform. Just knowing people out there know about it makes her happy with her production. Always inviting you to her events, she'd quickly find you in the audience and give you a wink.

Ellie would keep a special savings for comic con. She'd buy tickets each time the annual con announced its dates and prices. lf she felt confident enough, she'd have you dress up with her as a duo from her comics. You'd do it even if you looked silly out of pure love (and not because she bribed you with a figurine you've been wanting.)

She is one competitive mf. Whenever she drags you paint balling, you have to wear extra layers incase she decides to go hard on you. No mercy is shown in her spite to win the rounds. You'll try and stay on her team so you have a better chance of winning, but god, she looked so hot being absorbed by the desire to win.

lf you guys ever went to Spencer's, she'd be the most immature person in that store. She'd have these puns about sex and lesbians and be showing you all the gummies of boobs. Without you noticing she'd probably buy a boob keychain or bobble head and place it on the dashboard or hang it from the top mirror. It'd serve as a reminder of her love for your silly outgoings.

Although Ellie doesn't pay much attention to her looks for everyone, she'll always bring you shopping to verify if the clothing she chooses fit alright. She'll go into specifics, if it looks too baggy, tight, if they fit into her other clothing to match. Just in everything she'll need your opinion, especially the colors and designs of the converse she wants. Your opinion is all she needs to go through with her clothing purchases.

#ellie williams #elliesstar #ellie williams x reader #tlou 2 #tlou #ellie tlou #tlou part ii #ellie x you #tlou ellie

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Dream girl

E. Williams x Reader

Sum: leaving a party with a pretty auburn headed girl and smoking with her, just having a good time.

wc: 1.5k

Fluff, making out

a/n: thought abt this last night and thought it was a cute idea

It was never a good idea to leave a party with a stranger, but the eye contact made with the lonely girl across the room sparked an understanding. It only strengthened when she walked towards you with a shy smile, asking you if you'd want to go elsewhere with her. You said yes, not only because she seemed like a sweetie, but you needed the company. The party was getting lonely, just babysitting your full cup while standing in a corner waiting for your friends to leave. Besides, it wasn't often you got to meet someone who made you feel comforted on meeting basis.

You sat next to the pretty girl in the back of her run down truck under the stars. You didn't know this would be "elsewhere," but it wasn't bad. She didn't speak much as she drove to this field, only small talk here and there over the music she played to fill the silence. Now that you were finally sat and comfortable, you decided it was time to actually talk.

You looked towards the girl, adjusting the blanket you shared at an awkward distance. "Is it too late to ask for a name?" The girl looked back at you curiously. "Maybe. could be a killer afterall." Her tone seemed to be a playful one. You chuckled awkwardly hoping she was joking. "If you are, please make it quick and put me out of my misery." You touched your heart to add exaggeration. She gave a light hearted chuckle and bit her bottom lip. "Ellie." She didn't strike you as an Ellie, but it fit her. "Pretty name for a pretty face." The words came out of your mouth naturally without double thinking it. The way Ellie's face gave a shocked expression made it less embarrassing. You could almost see the way she reddened with the moonlight.

When you told her your name, she complimented it. Everytime you shared eye contact, it made you want to melt, she felt intense in the most comforting way possible. Even though you felt okay with this girl, anxiety still knotted your stomach, it wasn't everyday you met someone and spent time alone with them automatically. Your thoughts were interrupted by Ellie's voice. "Uhm, do you smoke?" She glanced at you while pulling out a pre-rolled joint from her hoodie. Her features looked so soft when she looked at you, her eyes practically seducing you. You smoked, not without a friend, but you guess Ellie could count as a friend. "Yeah, I do." You smiled after replying. "Great, okay here." She passed you the joint, reaching into her jeans for the lighter.

She lit the joint as it layed between your fingers. It somehow felt wrong for you to take the first drag, so you spoke up. "You take the first one, Ellie." Her name sounding foreign to your tongue as it rolled out. She scooted closer towards you; the warmth that radiated off her body was just a couple of centimeters away. "Uhuh, you go ahead." Her words sounded like a whisper so close to your ear. They tempted you to turn her way, to look for something more, but you settled on just looking forward. You made a noise of agreement and took the first drag, coughing a little after. "Mm, y'got baby lungs." She chuckled at her own teasing. Her comment made you feel small but confident in a way to counter it. Turning your head to face her, you spoke. "Not always." You stared at her eyes for a second, watching hers bat up from your lips.

"Here." You held the joint to her lips, not allowing her to grab it. She hesitated before accepting the babying. "What're you doing?" Her voice came out in a low raspy tone as she licked her lips. " 'm helping you out." You said innocently, smiling. She hummed in agreement, accepting the help in taking a drag. You took another drag once the smoke of Ellie's had disappeared into the air. You both shared the joint, talking about interests, getting unconsciously closer physically. She learned about your interests that you fixated on, your classes, favorites, almost everything was talked about that night.

"Mmm what about instruments, play any?" The awkwardness had faded and turned into comfort in each other's presence. "Hmmm," You laid your head on her shoulder wondering if you should tell her about the guitar you'd gotten. It's totally lame to have one and not know a single thing about it right? Oh well, the you didn't have much train of thought left after Ellie put out the joint. "Got a guitar, dunno how to play it though." You felt Ellie's laugh vibrate from her shoulder. "Does that not count?" You looked up at her. "Not quite." You scoffed jokingly. "Yeah, well what do you play then?" You felt her stare down at you. "Guitar actually-- could teach you if you'd like." Your heart lit up at the thought she wanted to hangout again after tonight. "For sure." You were certain she could feel the way you grinned childishly. "I'll give you my number before we leave, pretty girl."

Your head shot up, looking at her in uncertainty if you heard correctly. "Pretty girl?" You questioned, checking to see if she meant it or it was a casual pet name. "You're really pretty y'know." She said it in a raspy whisper that made your heart flutter, feeling it knot into your stomach. You felt Ellie's hand come up to your face, laying on your cheek. Her hands felt clampy as if they'd been sweating, but you weren't going to mention it. "You are too," was all that came out lowly. As the words left your lips, you felt her other arm, with a beautifully done tattoo you might add, snake around your back. At first, it was just closeness that consumed both of you, basking in the warmth. But soon you were straddling her thighs as both your faces inched closer to each other, discarding the blanket that once covered you.

Ellie's eyes looked hazy with pink tones; it made her all the more attractive. You saw Ellie scan from your eyes to your lips to back to your eyes. Even in the silence, there was a mutual understanding of what's to come. You grabbed Ellie's face and pulled her in, locking your lips with hers. She held a grip on your curve that sat above your ass. Her lips were so soft and plump, you were glad they felt as good as they looked against yours. Soon, Ellie's energy switched into a more dominant one, biting the bottom of your lip for access. Her tongue felt slick against yours as you moaned in pleasure. When she pulled away, her lips looked swollen to match her dreamy eyes. She soon went after your neck instead. She left sloppy kisses near your ear, teasing with licks here and there. The noises she pulled from you only increased her ego to keep on going. As she got lower to your collarbone, she increased the time she spent, sucking to leave marks on display that she was there.

She made her way back up to plant a final kiss on your lips. She then moved past your face to rest her head on your shoulder, pulling you into a semi hug. With your face so close to her neck, you decided to tease her. "Ellie--" you whispered near her ear. You felt her body shudder at your voice. You planted kisses along her neck, experimenting with different ways to see what drew noise. Your softly bit her neck while kissing, and she let out a shaky whimper, something you hadn't heard from her before. You did it again which let her release a breathless moan. You enjoyed that you could do this to her. Not surprised she was into biting, you pulled away so you could face her. "That's interesting," you purred in teasement. Ellie stuttered while trying to find a response and hide the red that covered her face.

With no words to say to your comment, she let out an awkward laugh. "I like you," You couldn't tell if it was a confession or question, but you took it as the one that pleased you most. She rubbed her hand up and down your back in soothing motions. Your smile reached your eyes without you wanting it too. "I like you too, Ellie." You planted a kiss on her and got off. "Now take me home please." You demanded while tilting your head and smiling to make the remark lighthearted.

Once you reached your apartment complex, you waved goodbye to Ellie; She stayed parked near the entrance, you assumed it was to make sure you made it in safe. You looked into your pocket to find your keycard, but instead you were met with a paper.

"Call me :) (307) xxxx-xxx"

You looked back to Ellie, she winked and like that she was gone. She was the girl you'd dreamed of.

#ellie williams #lesbian #ellie williams x reader #tlou 2 #appreciation reblog #ellie x reader #elliesstar #tlou ellie #ellie tlou #ellie x you #ellie williams fic

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Ellie's love language

headcannons

A/n: These are just little thoughts, since Ellie seems to consume the entirety of my mind nowadays :))

Physical Touch

While watching any movie, Ellie will always make sure to be touching you. It'll come in forms of playing with your hair, grazing her hands or fingers against your skin endlessly, which leaves a nice tingly feeling of your lover's presence, and kisses every so often. You're right there, but she'll hold you like it's the first time, always appreciating you, making sure you know with her touches.

When you're sleeping, it'll usually begin with cuddling of some sort, with her always moving towards you if you move. Not holding you while sleeping makes her feel nervous, as she's scared to lose you. If she feels like you'll wake up from her movements, she'll make do with the slightest touch of draping her arm on you or entangling her legs with yours.

Even if she's not too touchy in public, she'll always hold your hands while walking through crowds or at diners. Knowing you're right there, and she's right there, comforts both of your anxietys about being around many people.

Ellie would be so impatient if you're right there, and she knew she shouldn't be too clingy. The temptation always gives in while you cook, she'd grab you from behind, whispering sweet nothings and leaving you kisses. This applies to any chores you do around the house, leaving you with just giggles and forms of reassurance to give back.

Whenever she knows you've had a hard day, she'd offer massages or soothing movements, knowing it helps you and brings her the joy of touching you. She likes the fact you'll be relaxed due to her own pleasure.

Quality time

If you decide to shower alone, you know you'll be greeted with Ellie sitting on the toilet seat telling you all about her day. She cannot stand to be apart from you, so this is obviously the best option for her. She'd go on about people at her work, the things she speculates, her rants about her interests and any sort of silly thought that crosses her mind.

Even if she dislikes going to parties, She knows that atleast she'll be with you. Just seated right next to you while you talk to everyone is enough for her. Ellie just adores you and would look at each of your features, wondering how you ever chose to love her.

If week schedules were to ever get hectic where you haven't had time to spend together, she'd plan little at-home dates for the both of you. A movie that you've been dieing to watch or baking together (even if you're doing all the baking.)

Knowing that you'd always be down to hear about her stories from the comics she read, she goes to the bookstore weekly to get the latest volume just to have a talk with you afterwards. The talks can last hours, and thats the best part of finishing each volume to her.

Ellie likes to know you rest well, so sometimes she'll sing you to sleep. There with you, she'd hold you and stay till you're sound asleep. She likes when you look at peace and that you're there with her.

Acts of service

Since Ellie tends to be more of an early riser compared to you, she always has your coffee or tea prepared in the morning. She'd wake you and have your drink at ready to give you. This always makes your morning with such a thoughtful girlfriend.

Whenever you catch a cold or feel ill, Ellie sticks beside you, offering soups, medicine, sueros, anything you might need. She takes on the household chores, so you dont have to worry and get up.

Ellie would spend months saving up just to take you to that concert or show you've been talking about for ages. In a box with flowers, she'd surprise you with the tickets, just to see how happy you are with them.

With you always asking Ellie about music, She'd spend days burning songs into a CD to decorate and give to you. It'd be personalized to your interests, with maybe a few songs that'd you two would dance to together.

Any time you mention aches that sound like your period is coming, Ellie would stock up on your favorite snacks and have relaxers in hand. She makes sure to be extra gentle and caring to lessen the stress following your period.

#ellie williams #ellie x reader #tlou part ii #the last of us 2 #elliesstar #tlou 2 #ellie x you #tlou ellie

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Ellie with a s/o on their period who just really wants some comfort from their favorite girl and is also super emotional (I’m a crybaby)😭

I’d kill to have comfort from Ellie cause these cramps are killing me😫

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𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

A/n: this is mostly self indulgent on how I experience my period (I'm also a crybaby)

Apocalyptic!au

When you would mention to Ellie that you got your period, she knew what things she'd have to do. For one, your cramps were excruciating. Any movement made it feel like your stomach was stabbing itself. The only sense of relief you felt was warmth or laying down when it got that bad. Ellie would definitely snake her arms around you in bed when she could to place her hand on your lower belly to try and give you relief.

"Els, it hurts so bad, have we used up our pain relievers for the month?" You'd be laying on your side, in a somewhat fetal position, trying to soothe the ache.

"We have." Ellie would scooch closer, you could feel her warmth radiating off her chest. "but it'll be okay, sweet girl." Ellie snaked her hand under your shirt and place it on your lower abdomen. The warmth from her hands seemed to unravel the nerves that had tensed.

You both slept in that position of Ellie holding your belly and adjusting her position to whenever you adjusted yours for your better comfort.

You never had to worry about your period products being out of stock in the farmhouse. About every three weeks, Ellie made it her personal mission to stock up, knowing that your flow fluctuated from heavy to light whenever it felt like it.

"Ellieee," You'd yell from the restroom, streching out the 'e'.

She'd simply reply with a yelled "Yes?" from where she was

"Do y'know where the pads areee?" was your loud response. Ellie, not wanting to yell, would just come up to the restroom. She'd give a quick knock and come in. "Left 'em in the cabinet," She'd get them for you, seeing you weren't in the position to get up from the toilet.

"Here y'go," You'd give her a cheeky smile. "What would I do without you?" It was a rhetorical question, but you knew how much your words made Ellie feel appreciated.

Sometimes, your period made you too sensitive to everything around you. It could be from the way your shirt felt on you, to the way the object touching your back when you sat down felt. The slightest irritation brought tears to your eyes, you couldn't do anything to help it.

You sat on the couch, teary eyed, as you had tried to clean beforehand, but managed to step on a pin and knock down a glass of water in the process. Almost everything was going wrong, but Ellie was outside, and you didn't want to bother her. Your solution was to cry it out on the couch, waiting for the irritation to leave.

Ellie walked in within a minute, "the sheep were chatty today," she said casually. Once Ellie walked out of the kitchen, looking at you on the couch, hold yourself, she quickly made her way to you. "Hey, what's wrong babe," her voice softening as she sat down and soothed your back.

Your voice came out hoarse, "I d'know Ellie, almost everything." You turned your body to face her, laying your head on the crook of her shoulder, still crying.

Ellie switched her arms around to be cradling you, adjusting to your new position. She played with your hair, made patterns on your skin with her fingers, anything to soothe you. You just held onto her, going comfort in the moment.

"It's okay, baby, it'll be alright." Ellie softly spoke. You loved the gentle way she was with you during times like this

Even if there were many daily events that you and Ellie participated in the farm, she would do the majority of them on your heavy days. She'd let you sleep in, with breakfast in bed. You'd complain just a little, not wanting to be useless. She'd offer you just patch up some clothes in bed, or do some light cleaning, but with breaks she'd encourage.

While Ellie quickly went to fetch the laundry from the clothesline, you decided you wanted to move the coffee table just a little to align better with the fireplace. You started with moving the single armchair to get it out of the way, but Ellie came whilst moving it and rushed towards you.

"Babe." She looked you in the eye to express her exaggeration. "You know you're gonna feel the ache tomorrow even worse, right?" You loudly sighed. "No, I won't, Ellie. I'm a capable woman."

"You are, but I can already hear your complains of your feet and back hurting." She mimicked you isn't a joking tone, you just laughed and playfully hit her. You knew she'd still practically be at your beck and call. "C'mon, we can do it together."

Ellie was gentle with you, and even when it did get rough, she always gave you sweet words of encouragement. Her touch melted into every crack you created within yourself. As playful and rough she could be, you softened her like playdough in your hands.

#ellie williams #lesbian #ellie x reader #elliesstar #tlou 2 #ellie williams x reader #tlou ellie #ellie tlou

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E.williams drabble

Ellie copes with Joel's death and her guilt by drinking her nights away and reader comforts her.

a/n: saw a video that brought attention to Ellie's collection of alcohol bottles with a photo of Joel on the tabletop with empty cups and it inspired this

0.8k words

alcoholism, apocalyptic au,

Your shared bed with Ellie grew cold with her absence. Groggily waking up, you realized she was gone again in the dead of night. Ever since you came back from Seattle, it was like this. You spent the days as if nothing happened, but once nights hit, you knew Ellie was off trying to soothe her guilt. Her habit had grown frequent, never having consecutive nights of being present in bed.

You laid in bed, still partially unconscious, but soon rose to look for Ellie. You called her name softly as you made your way downstairs. No answer came back to your voice. She must have been deep into her drinking process. You couldn't help but feel guilty about not waking up earlier. You really tried every night, but she fought you sometimes, you knew she didn't mean to, but it was reaching a point that would break both of you.

You saw the back of Ellie's head; She was seated near the familiar dresser that held the achohol, her body fluid against the chair as she looked out the window. You walked up to her silently, not knowing how she'd take your presence again. When you got closer, you decided to put your hand on her shoulder to alert her. She kept looking out the window for a few seconds, then turned to you and met your eyes They were red and puffy, almost like they wanted to sleep but fought, like she'd been crying all night.

"Ellie..." You said softly. You spoke again after a moment. "Let's get back to bed, yeah?" Ellie moved her head limply to face the window again. " 'm fine here." Her words were slurred but you understood what she said. "it's pretty late 'yknow." You moved in front of her, bending down in front of her legs so she wouldn't have to look up at you. "and?" Ellie said nonchalantly, grabbing to pour even more alcohol in her previously empty cup. She hiccuped before raising the glass to her lips. You stared at her in uncertainty, should you grab the cup and be stern or try and talk her out of it on your own?

"Hey... you really need to stop doing this Els." You gently laid your hand over hers that held the cup. Her grip tightened before she let go defeated. You placed the cup back to the tabletop. "Doin' what?" She grunted almost angrily. "Drinking your nights away, it won't help Ellie," You said in the softest voice you could to not stir her. She scoffed at your words. "haven't done that, 's not what I do." Her words came out quiet as if she was talking to herself. You unconsciously gave her a pity look, just wanting her to break her wall and share how she felt already.

You didn't want to argue with her, but this issue was only getting progressively worse. You took her hands in yours, getting her attention. "You've traded so much of our stuff for this crap," you looked at the alcohol, "It'd be better if we helped you in a healthier way than this." Ellie laughed. "Haven't done a thing, I don't need help." She rolled her eyes as she continued. "Everyone drinks, 's normal." She mumbled to get it out but got her point through.

"Not like this, Ellie. Please let me help you." Ellies laughter died down, a sudden tenseness filling her body. She hesitated to speak, but it came pouring out. "his face, screams, stuck in m'head." She gave a half smile as if too make it less awkward, but slowly turned into chokes and nose sniffling as she continued. "Can't do it 'nmore." Her back fell limp and no longer supported her, leaving her bending forward with her hands holding her face. She shook with each sob that got lead out. "I failed hm." You stood up and brought her into a hug, standing her up. Her head laid into your shoulder as she cried. "I miss him." The way she cried made your heart swell up too. "I know, baby, it's gonna be okay." You soothed her back and hair. She cried in your arms for a good while.

Once her sobs became sniffles, you decided it was a decent time to speak. "There's water waiting in the room, we should sleep, okay?" You brought her face to look at you. She looked at you with a saddened face, a tired one. You brought your hand up to her forehead to brush her slight bangs behind her ear. Ellie melted into the touch with closed eyes and nodded.

Once the both of you were under the sheets, you hugged her from behind. You gave her your warmth and love. You touched her tenderly as if you could take her pain away. You kissed her back goodnight. "I love you, baby, I'll take care of you." You softly spoke. Ellie was sound asleep, her slight snores filling the silence of the bedroom. She was all you had; You were all she had. Things like this were meant to be worked through no longer how long the cycle repeated. The love you shared was enough to get through more nights and less drinking.

#ellie williams #lesbian #ellie williams x reader #tlou 2 #ellie x reader #elliesstar #tlou ellie #ellie tlou #ellie williams fic #ellie williams x female reader

[astroels]

hey, i just wanna make sure this will be okay with you! i wanna send in a request where the reader has HEAVY symptoms of/like borderline personality disorder and farmhouse!ellie helps and understands, etc!! because ive shown ALOT of symptoms of it, but i haven’t been able to go to doctors about it :( i am totally down with helping you with this request (only if you are comfortable doing this!)

(anyone who’s sees this, pls DONT take offense to this and please don’t have a go at me (cause it won’t end well, & obviously, it will just send me in to a deeper and darker hole, that im already in!!) and to this kind human who’s writing this!! just be kind, im currently experiencing this for such a long ass time now and it’s such a tough battle, and it’s a heavy and deep journey).

here’s some topics i can help with:

(this is what i experience personally)

- splitting // seeing someone or something (like a situation) either good or bad, it can NEVER be seen in between). this makes asking for advice or reading someone or the situation to be dealt with A LOT more harder… cause i only want one answer, it can be in the middle. it MUST be a yes or no, i hope that makes sense?

- dissociation // feeling disconnected with your senses, can’t tell which is which and it’s incredibly hard to snap out of it.

- heavy feelings of emptiness // having a lack of purpose in general, it’s irritating when you can’t properly and very physically feel your intense emotions :(

- fear of abandonment // scared of ending up alone, just like what ellie said (that’s what ellie and reader can bond over w? or understand about the reader).

- emotional instability - disturbed patterns of thinking or perception – "cognitive distortions" or "perceptual distortions" impulsive behaviour. intense but unstable relationships with others.

- paranoid ideation // when im constantly scared or suspicious being secretly followed, plotted against, always in a constant state of deep anxiety.

- unstable/intense relationship // with me experiencing such intense emotions, etc. this can creat so much short, unstable and intense relationships with anyone i come across in life. // the readers first actual long healthy loving relationship with ellie is her first :(

- sh behaviors… (pls dont do this, if this triggers you)

could you possibly add in about ellies drawings/journal about the reader and bpd… to help her understand and help around the farmhouse for the reader. ellie and tlou helps me so much in so many ways. (abt me and my mind) bc i feel like her drawing about reader and the symptoms/memories of ellie being here can help me so much :)

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

a/n: I tried to touch on topics that you mentioned and with information I'm aware of since I have a friend with bpd, if anyone has a problem with this, do let me know, I am in no means writing this to be disrespectful or stereotypical, I just hope someone is able to find comfort in this :)

cw: arguments, mentions of sh (i will mark when it shows up), joel is dead in this (sorry joel)

apocalyptic!au

At first, having to hide your disorder from Ellie was a struggle. There was an intense fear that came with the idea that Ellie would back off as soon as she found out it. It was hard enough to mask the feeling, and even harder when you felt the symptoms that ruined previous relationships ooze into your current one with Ellie. Eventually, you just couldn't hide it anymore. You had to be honest even if rejection was a likely path.

"Ellie, I really need to talk to you." It'd come out in a burst of impulsiveness, no longer being able to keep it from her. From where you were laying on her lap, you'd straighten, looked down, besides her, anywhere where you didn't have to face her.

"What's up?" She'd be looking at you intently, with the shine in her eyes that showed she was curious as to what was to come and her voice gentle, as she naturally was with you.

"I really can't hold it together anymore, I struggle." You paused, didn't everyone? The words felt thick in your throat. You continued after cleaning your throat. "Mentally, 'm pretty sure it's borderline personality disorder, and theres no way to help it." Ellie stared at you, expressionless, waiting for you to continue. "It's always been there, before you, these past few weeks, and when I'm alone. I feel so trapped, Ellie." Everything you said came out rushed, in raspiness, in choked sobs that this was the end of a relationship that could've been something better in your life. "I'm not okay and I'm probably not something you want to deal with." You didn't think she wanted more baggage in this already ruined world.

Ellie didn't speak. Were you too honest? Were you too blunt? Too clingy in such a short time? What was wrong with you? A second passed by with you left in thought. "Oh, baby." Ellie pulled you in, letting you breathe in the slight dirt scent that lingered on her shirt.

She held you for awhile, allowing your tears to ease into falters before speaking again. She pulled away, her hands on your cheek, wiping the last of your tears. "You've never felt like someone I've had to deal with. Disorder or not, I'm going to stay with you, okay?"

Incredible doubt still filled your mind, her words seeming to just sink into you and not touch where it mattered. "What if you realize I'm not worth it? What if you leave? I can't handle that Ellie." You said in almost a whisper, her love was too good to be true, everyone always left when they found out the reality of your behaviors and emotions.

"You're worth more than you realize, baby. I promise you, as long as you need me, I'll always need you. We're going to do this and learn together." She'd caress your cheek, calming you with the sensation of her touch. "And besides, I'm just as scared of losing you." She'd give you a slight smile followed by a kiss on the cheek to lighten the mood. Ellie wouldn't dare make you feel like something she'd have to "deal" with. After your first mention, she picked up books from Jackson to further look into it.

Even if you knew the farm was strayed away from any communities, and it was very unlikely that any infected would stray towards the farm, the anxiety swelled up in you. It was so easy to lose Ellie and everything you've grown together, just by a simple mistake of overestimating your safety. It happened often when you'd hear a noise at night and couldn't sleep, saw something move quickly in the corner of your eye, or even when Ellie was gone for too long. Your fear would turn into forms of skin picking and eventually lead into panics that induced loss of breath and worry. Ellie, of course, did her best to help you through these panics.

You hated bothering Ellie with how you felt, but you promised her you'd be more open and try to be communicative instead of shutting off when something was happening. You kept hearing it, the clicking noise that was going to cause your death any second now.

"Ellie," you whispered, rocking her arm a bit to wake her. Her eyebrows slightly furrowed in sudden wake. Her green eyes looked pretty hazy, but she quickly rose when she saw the shakiness your body was in.

" 's the noise again, baby?" She leaned to her side to pick up her glass of water, offering it to you. Supposedly, fresh water was supposed to cool the body, along with the scent of herbs. Ellie had you trying natural supplements while she found a trader who had medication. All you could form was a simple nod after you drank from her water, your throat burning from anxiousness.

That was all Ellie needed to understand what to do. It'd happened before, and she was glad you woke her up this time. Ellie scootched closer to you, allowing your head to fall on her lap. There was no way to block the noise but to fill the silence.

Ellie took it upon herself to play with your hair, leaving tingles all across your head, and singing for you, songs she created, songs she found, songs Joel had sang for her. She filled the room with her voice to block the outside noises that burdened their mark in your mind. " 's gonna be okay, baby." Her sensation eventually soothed you. Even on rough nights, she didn't give up on helping you.

With BPD, there were empty days, days where you couldn't reciprocate anything, days where everything seemed challenging, it wasn't something you felt you could do. Completing any farm task became a haze. You mentally weren't present in the day. The things you could do seemed to be done messily, which made your helplessness feel even worse.

You knew it was time to get up, time to water the plants, fetch the clothing from the line, and prepare lunch, but you couldn't. If you tried in a state like this, everything would go bad and end up sending you into spiral. Ellie's words passed through your mind. " 'ts alright babe, only do what you can, when you can." She made sure to tell you it was okay, but you still felt useless tucked into bed while she was out hunting and fetching things from Jackson.

You decided to go downstairs and start on some laundry. It's the least you could do to stay organized at such a time. Ellie had been gone for a while now, the hallow feeling inside you carved deeper each moment you felt the absence of her. She couldn't fix you, but the knowledge that she was around made it the tiniest bit better.

A load of laundry was done when you decided to just get back in bed. There was no use fighting what was inevitable. Time passed as if you were watching a train, you weren't moving, but time surely was. You spent the rest of the day wating for Ellie, growing impatient in the increasing grayness.

While looking at the window, the sound of a door rattling burst your train of thought. Ellie's voice of letting you know she was home was faint. Would she notice that today was an off day? Would she be as caring as the other days? You heard her making her way upstairs momentarily.

The moment she walked in, she glanced at you and spoke with a gentle tone, pushing you into a cloud. "Hey baby, how're 'y holding up?" She continued around the room to change, leaving herself in a tank top and pj shorts. Your silence spoke volumes, you just couldn't respond. Your voice didn't want to be heard, it felt trapped in your throat. You nodded at her, making eye contact as reassurance you weren't mad, just drained.

Ellie grew understanding of these times, whether they lasted for days to weeks, she was there. She got into bed with you, seeking your warmth for a little while before she had to make dinner. She knew you didn't take care of yourself properly these days, so it was most obvious that she'd be right at your service, asked or not.

Arguments were not a likely thing to happen, but that didn't remove the possibility of it. Sometimes, you just couldn't help the feelings that bubbled up and were unstoppable. It came from stress, irritation, or just something Ellie said that sounded off putting. This part was the hardest for Ellie to communicate through, as she has her own communication issues; However both of you shared a fear factor of being abandoned. This alone gave the courage to work through the outbursts. Hard to handle, but ultimately manageable. (Tw for sh starts here, head to next section to skip)

Ellie had traded some time ago for pills, they were supposed to stabilize your mood, they really just made you unable to think as much and light headed. It wasn't the best medication, but it's as far as a post-apocalyptic world could provide. At first you took them daily as suggested, but when you learned Ellie had given one of her knives joel had crafted before he died, immense guilt filled you everytime you took one or even looked at them. The thought Ellie gave up something so special for you, made you nauseous.

In guilt of her action, you "forgot" to take them for several days, possible weeks. You thought if you were less dependent on them, Ellie wouldn't have to trade something like that again. What didn't cross your mind was Ellie noticing the difference of you on and off the meds. She noticed the way your irritation and mood swings became intense, noticed the way you pushed her away more often. The truth would come crashing down once the both of you made a wrong tone.

You were putting away dishes when Ellie approached you. "Tommys' invited me over tomorrow, said he's gonna talk to me about something." You usually wouldn't be annoyed at Ellie's absence but she'd hardly been home all week and you felt discarded. "Okay." Was all you could form in a rude tone. The actions of you putting away the glasses became unconsciously harsher. "Okay?" Ellie eyed you. You gave her a look and continued with the dishes.

The silence rung in your ear, you felt hot, the warmth crawling up your neck. Before you realized, a glass shatterd on the floor and made you wince. You cursed under your breathe while Ellie spoke out. "What the fuck is up with you?" Her eyebrows were furrowed and her tone was slightly impatient. "Nothins' up." You made your way to the kitchen doorway to grab a broom. "Look, I can't be doing this." You heard Ellie sigh. "You're gonna have to speak up." You hated the way your heart felt so heavy, you didn't want to "speak up", you wanted everything to end already.

You turned to look at her. "I know about the pills, Ellie." Ellie looked like she had an arrow of shock hit her. You continued to speak after a moment. "I don't want to take them if it means you'll be sacrificing things like that."

Ellie was biting the inside of her cheek, her face looking frustrated above anything. "I don't want to exhaust you any longer, I can't do it to you, Ellie." You stared at her for any signs of reading how she felt. No effort could ever tell you what she was thinking. "What's done is done, just take the fucking pills." Her tone seemed increasingly harsh. "No, Ellie, I don't want to burden you any longer."

"You've already become a fucking burden, 's too late to worry about that now." Your heart dropped. Out of everything she could've said, you never thought it'd come to that. You could tell she regretted it by the way she gasped and immediately started attempting to apologize, but you couldn't anymore. You had already began to run up the stairs into the bathroom, your mind ringing with her words. If you were a burden, it'd be better to stay in there and rot away.

You were left alone in the bathroom with your thoughts, alone with your hidden "safety" kit, if you could call a box that held such a harmful purpose, safe. But it's okay because this never left you, this was always there for you. It would just be this time you told yourself; you needed the comfort.

You knew how to clean up well, the only way Ellie would notice is if she really looked. She would probably check, considering she knew your destructive behavior. You wish you could feel pity over yourself for relapsing, but it just felt so numbing, It took no effect.

A sudden knock frightened you as you scrambled to put away all your materials. "Baby, will you please come out." You didn't know how to respond. Now that she was here, you knew how disappointed she'd be about what you did. Not telling her wasn't an option, you'd feel like a liar. "You're not a burden babe, I promise you you're not." She sounded stuffy as if she'd been crying. You couldn't ignore her for long, simply unlocking the door as an invitation.

Ellie quickly opened the door and brought you into a hug. You didn't hug back, but she understood. You stood there wondering if she'd hate you. Would she finally let you go? No, you couldn't keep doing this to yourself. You let yourself sink in her arms, crying. Her words are the last thing you remembered for the next days that passed like a fever dream. "I love you, my angel."

You never understood how quickly Ellie was able to adapt to your mania and depressive episodes. It was quite a lot to deal with and retain. You never understood until you found her journal she'd left out. You were cleaning up the table as your eyes found their way to her open words and drawings. She had thoughts, lists, notes about what was okay, not okay, what helped you, what hadn't. It was awfully sweet, she really cared and it showed. You didn't know how you manged to make her your girlfriend, her beauty and love always made your heart flutter.

Ellie once asked you to be the star of her nude drawing, as hesitant as you were, you trusted her with all your insecurities. She never showed you the drawing though, not until you came across it yourself. She portrayed your body lovingly, the curves of your skin rolled naturally, your stretch marks defining the growth you've gone through, your scars drawn fluidly. Did she really picture you like this? Did she really think you were this worth drawing for? Your heart felt warm, knowing this was how she thought of you.

The other drawings were full of you doing activities, playing with a stray cat that lingered your farm for a few months, watering the plants, petting the sheep, dancing with music, and laying on the grass. Every moment you could picture with her was sketched right in front of you.

Along the pages, there were separate sections that divided different things about your bpd.

What makes it worse

Being too touchy when she's irritated

The smell of cinnamon (oddly specific)

The pink pills

When a straight answer isn't given

What helps

Occasional weed usage (don't overuse !!)

Baths (most of the time)

The texture of her favorite sweater ( W symbol)

Treating her gentle (not too gentle)

Things to mention (that might help)

The new pill

Herbs for sleeping tea

New hobbies

Music record I found

Chore separation (on a normal day)

E- Herding sheep, hunting, fetching supplies, organizing imports

R- washing clothes, watering plants, hunting, feeding sheep

Both- Making food, cleaning, looking out for infected

surprise plans

Candlelit picnic dinner while watching meteor shower (Wednesday)

sensual massage ;)

bath with the relaxant oils I found

dancing to the record she liked but we broke (found another)

giving her the ring

#ellie williams #lesbian #ellie williams x reader #tlou 2 #ellie x reader #elliesstar #tlou ellie #ellie tlou

[astroels]

request here!

a one-shot of ellie teaching fem!reader how to use her bow and arrow🥹

𝐀 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

a/n: TY FOR THE REQUEST<33 I'm actually so in love with the idea of Ellie teaching reader stuff !! (had to wikihow how to hold a bow, if ur a professional I'm sorry) also peep the arcane reference(I couldn't contain the urge)

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Ellie teaches you how to shoot an arrow

(Jackson ellie, and usage of babe)

You groaned in frustration from not knowing how to aim your bow correctly. There were targets set up just outside of Ellie's shed. With Ellie out on patrol, you had a ton of spear time and really wanted to learn to hunt so you could have a chance to go with her outside the gates. Plus, it wasn't entierly a bad idea to learn how to use a bow for fun. Either way, just relying on memory about how to use a bow was not helping.

You only remembered that Ellie had told you to hold it with the non-dominant hand and to pull back with your dominant, but so far all the arrows had gone to the ground in shame. You weren't sure where you were going wrong. Just one more and you'll head inside you thought. Ellie should be coming back in some time and you didn't want her to see how bad you were at aiming.

As you drew the bow back, you thought about the anchor point to make it go straight. You closed one eye in hopes it would get the arrow to shoot straighter. The string felt so tense as you held it back, near your chin. With the second you let the arrow go, there was a clash of a plant pot breaking. Well, oh shit you thought. Hopefully, Ellie-

"Won't be missing that one," you heard a voice say behind you in a joking tone. You turned around to see Ellie standing there laughing at you and walking closer. "Oh my god, I am so sorry, Ellie." All you could think to do was look down in embarrassment, hoping Ellie wouldn't totally hate you. Yeah, you were dating, but the embarrassment was too fresh right now.

Ellie placed her hand onto your shoulder and told you in a sweet tone, "t's alright, babe, I'll have Joel make me another." Her words were reassuring you to finally be able to look at her. "Let me see," She gestered to the bow and arrow. Giving it to her, she drew the bow and held it for a second. Soon after, she let it go and shot right on the bullseye. You just stared at her in shock, "You're such a show off," you scoffed. She turned around with one of her shit eating smirks she always gave. Curse her cockiness. "What can I say? I'm just a great shot." "Yeah, yeah, you always are, my love."

GIving you a lighter smile, Ellie spoke. "I can teach you now, y'know," The way her smiled complimented her eyes always made you feel warm inside. God, she was just perfect. "Well, after that performance, how could you not." You grinned back at her. You turned back to the target with the bow, so she could start her instructions.

"Alright, so hold it how I've said before." Fixing your grip on the bow felt so much more tense with Ellie eyeing your movements. "Was it like this?" You asked in a doubtful tone. "Mmm, fix your thumb into the slot, so it fits a little better." You got your thumb into the pre-dented spot as she said and looked at her for approval. She simply nodded her head and got an arrow. Ellie placed the arrow in the designated spot and gave you a pat on the back as a go to draw the bow. Before you could even think about the angle the arrow would be going in the position you had it, she intervened.

"Here, let me help you, babe." Ellie got behind you and put her hand on your dominant one, helping you put the anchor point at a straight angle. It was right below the top of your jawline. The closeness of Ellie made you flush. Her hair was tickling against your cheek, but the feeling went away as she stepped back. "You're good to shoot now." You took a deep breathe in, hesitating for several seconds.

You looked at Ellie again as she said "Don't stress too much about it, angel." Hearing her voice comforted your doubt and you let go of the arrow, feeling the tense of your hand lessen. Focusing your view on the target, you stared in astonishment at the arrow that was buried in the bullsye.

"See, you're not too bad yourself." The warm feeling in your heart grew as you walked towards Ellie. You loved your girlfriend so much, she always helped you out like this. Reaching her, you gave her a kiss on the cheek and leaned back to speak to her. "You're the best, Ellie."

"I think 'the best' deserves a little more than that, don't you agree?" She snaked her hands around your waist to pull you back in and planted her lips against yours. You deepened the kiss, enjoying the warmth that radiated off her. After a few seconds, you leaned out of the kiss, still grasped by her hands. "Now lets hope you're a 'great shot' at showering too, something is still lingering on you," you scrunched your nose. Ellie's face flushed, as she apologized while you both walked into her shed.

#elliesstar #ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #tlou 2 #tlou ellie #lesbian #tlou part ii #ellie tlou #ellie x you