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tashasbabe · 3 months

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♱ late. — e.w drabble

“i’m still thinking about you.”

creds to @plutism & @chilumitos for the dividers!! :3

w/l : profanity, strap rubbing (i didnt know what to call it..), masturbation ౨ৎ i think thats all, lmk if i missed anything!!

not proofread + not using caps purposely.!

“ellie, where the fuck are my keys?! i’m gonna be late for my meeting!!” you yelled, looking around for both your girlfriend and your keys. you continued your endless search when you didn't hear a response, then,-

“come ‘n find em’.” ellie murmured from behind you, wrapping her arms around you and pressing herself against you. you felt that familiar bulge in her pants, plus, your keys. she knew exactly what she was doing, and, fuck, if it didn't turn you on. “shit.” you murmured, turning around in her arms and quickly reaching into her sweatpants, grabbing your keys immediately, trying so fucking hard ignore the urge to cup her strap.

“not even gonna touch ‘er?” she asked gently, pressing her hand over yours to stop you from pulling your hand out of her pants. “e-ellie, stop,” you murmured, stuttering as you looked back up at her, instantly hypnotized by the gaze she gave you, her deep green eyes sinking into yours. “please. i’m gonna be late.” you sighed, trying once again to pull your hand away from her sweatpants, which she denied you of doing by pressing her hand down further.

“i don't care, don't make me ask.” she almost growled, all of a sudden turning very, very stern. you immediately complied, moving your hand to press it against her strap, which made the base of it press deliciously against her clit. she grunted softly, and you pressed down harder, making her moan out loud. “good girl, now- fuuuck..- go.” she murmured, moaning during the middle of her sentence due to you starting to rub the strap, causing the perfect friction against her clit.

“mmh, bye, baby.” you giggled softly, leaning up to press a kiss to her lips before finally removing your hand from her pants. you made your way to the door soon after, yelling out another “bye” before walking out the door and to your car.

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about 30 minutes after you left, there ellie was, on the bed, completely naked. “ohh my fuuuuck, babyyyy..” she moaned loudly as she masturbated to the thought of you, rubbing her clit at a vigorous pace.

౨ৎ it was no doubt that tonight would be the night she made you cum harder than you ever have before. all from a little teasing.

a/n : this is just a little drabble & my first fic post!! please leave feedback.. is it horrible?? i feel like it is, but yet again it might just be the fact i'm literally so bad with wording and have the smallest vocabulary known to man..

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total-dxmure · 3 months

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ೃ࿔ “INVISIBLE STRING THEORY” MASTERLIST

the marines didn’t ruin ellie. ellie ruined ellie. after being medically discharged she feels lost. being sent to live with joel is more of a last ditch effort to save her and less of a fun reunion for the father-daughter duo. jackson is worlds different than chicago, but the fresh air and sprawling countrysides are a welcome reprieve. ellie finds herself finding comfort in more than just the change in scenery though. after losing your girlfriend due to an accident you feel as though you’ll never find love again- but that was before meeting ellie williams. the two of you figure out that you have more in common than just the fact that she and your girlfriend were both marines though. tethered by some invisible string, the two of you meeting has to be fate. who would have known that you were the golden ticket to ellie’s recovery?

total word count: 13.8k

𖦹 chapter one- grief is a difficult thing for anyone to navigate, but ellie finds it impossible to tread through her bottomless depression. all roads seem to lead to nowhere and everyday is a struggle. after a run in with the law after a ptsd episode, her close friends decide that it's do or die. a quick phone call to joel is all it takes to turn her world upside down. moving back to wyoming is a last ditch effort to save the scarred marine. the woman has no idea what's waiting for her back home. . . or who.

𖦹 chapter two- it's easy to pretend that things are normal when she's with joel. she can put on a brave face. grin and bear it, as they say. your sudden appearance in ellie's life hits her like a battering ram, and she finds it impossible not to be drawn to you. joel lets her know that you are no stranger to loss. the two of you seem to have a lot in common. a lost engagement ring, a smitten ellie and a minor mental breakdown.

𖦹 chapter three- you're tired of waking up in bed cold and alone. abby would have wanted you to find joy again. . . so why can't you? ellie shows up bright and early to help you with your duties on the farm, which is when you realize just how irresistible she is. for the first time in a while you feel comfortable to be yourself around someone, and she feels the exact same way. she shares some hard truths about herself and discovers what was once lost to you.

𖦹 chapter four- to be continued . . .

ೃ࿔ fic "soundtrack"

i fall to pieces - patsy cline

i walk the line - johnny cash

big black car - gregory ivan isakov

blue eyes crying in the rain - willie nelson

streets of laredo - marty robbins

plastic jesus - tia blake

almost gone - my terrible friend

death don’t have no mercy - rev. gary davis

i’m so lonesome i could cry - hank williams

god’s gonna cut you down - johnny cash

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melonluver · 2 months

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Ellie Williams Comfort Phone Call Audio

You are upset and you want your girlfriend, Ellie to come over and comfort you.

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(requests are appreciated)

#ellie williams #tlou ellie #ellie tlou #the last of us #tlou 2 #the last of us 2 #ellie the last of us #ellie x reader #ellie x fem reader #thelastofus #wlw #comfort #love #tlou #tlou part two #tlou part 2 #audio

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purpleturtledove · 5 months

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Joel’s house - Jackson

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bookofbonbon · 1 year

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“I do okay?”

#tlou #the last of us #tlou part two #the last of us part two #tlou hbo #the last of us hbo #joel miller #ellie Williams #pedro pascal #Bella Ramsey #tlou spoilers #tlou hbo spoilers

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elxarw · 13 days

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Ellie core

#ellie tlou #ellie x reader #tlou part ii #tlou part two #tlou x reader #ellie smut #ellie williams fanfiction

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retrogamingblog2 · 2 years

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abbyspistol · 1 year

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Abby's hands... 😩🙏🏻

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mjpens · 11 months

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Ellie and Dina 🏳️‍🌈

#ellie williams #dina tlou #tlou #tlou part ii #tlou part two #tlou part 2 #maia draws #q

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coeurify · 1 year

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Hear me out Sub Ellie using the strap on Dom reader

gahshdjmf. i am obsessed w sub!top ellie. 18+

“You wanna fuck me baby?”

Your lips twitch up, lifting the corners of your mouth enough for Ellie to see the teasing tilt to it, her cheeks flushed as she looks up at you, hips stuttering just a bit.

The air in the room is heavy, filled with the little gasps that had fallen from your own mouth, and Ellie’s. She was below you, the sounds steadily spilling out from the very moment you sunk onto the strap on you allowed your girlfriend to dawn.

Now, after ages of your own aching thighs guiding the movements, Ellie had begun to become grabby.

The end of the strap pressed against her own puffy clit in a way that had her groaning with each roll of your hips down into her. The hands you had demanded stay glued to the sheets on your bed and gripped the fabric there, flexing in concentration to listen to you. Her fingers strayed a few times, grabbing at your thighs before you tsked and watched them fall back against the bed.

The question, the purr of syllables, came after her hips bucked up without much thought. The action was caught by you, walls clenching around the sudden thrust that had not been dictated by your own movement.

Ellie didn’t answer the words, her bitten lip shaking lightly as her eyes locked onto the show of the strap sinking into your glistening cunt.

“C’mon,” you prompt, swallowing down the moan rising in your drying throat. “Tell me, baby. You wanna fuck me? Tired of me usin’ you like a toy?”

You can hear the whine that cuts through Ellie’s sealed lips, the one she tries so desperately to conceal with every scrunch of her eyebrows, every twitch of her hands on the sheets. Ellie is doing her best to be good, and you just have to reward her for it. “Yes,” she admits.

Your eyes flutter closed when the silicone hits that perfect spot. When they blink open again, your vision is the picture-perfect sight of your girlfriend’s eyes searching for you.

“Go ahead baby, fuck me,” you finally speak— the switch flipping in the room lit only by the small lamp to your side. It’s instantaneous, the heat that covered your skin suddenly s blinding fire against your skin as she moved.

In an instant, Ellie’s hands are on your hips, lifting you off the strap in one fluid motion. It almost makes you dizzy, the reminder of how strong she was. The realization that she could overpower you with one swipe of her hand, and yet, she never did. She always lets you maneuver her, lead her. She was happy to relinquish all that strength to you, and it only made it so much better.

Before you can pull away from the daydream, your back hits the mattress, Ellie above you. She looks down at you, gaze flicking around your face.

“Go ahead,” you assure her again in a breathy tone. The permission is all Ellie needs, your words cut off by the overwhelming feeling of the auburn-haired girl sinking into you again.

A low moan escapes you before you can bite it back, your hand gripping at Ellie’s back. Her thrusts start off slow and calculated, never straying from the pace you had allowed her to set. The pale skin of her back turns a soft pink with every crescent-shaped mark you leave there, indents of your sharp nails.

“Fuck,” Ellie mumbles eventually, her chest rapidly moving. “Please—“ she requests, her words dripping with a sticky sweet sounding beg. “Can I go faster?”

The feeling of her body against you proves a significant distraction for finding the correct words, but you lick your lips as an attempt forms.

“You asked so nicely,” you coo through a shaky breath, “give me all you’ve got Ellie,” you continue, nails pressing harsher into her flesh, enough that you feel soft bubbles of wetness there— likely tiny pricks of blood.

“Make me feel good, El.”

#rins reqs ❀.#ellie williams #ellie williams tlou 2 #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x fem reader #ellie williams fic #ellie williams smut #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams fanfic #tlou2 #ellie tlou2 #tlou smut #tlou fic #tlou part two #sub!ellie williams #sub ellie 🔛🔝

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ghuleh-art · 1 year

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𝐀 𝐑 𝐌 𝐒

#abby anderson #the last of us part 2 #tlou part 2 #tlou 2 #abby tlou #tlou2 abby #tlou part two #the last of us part two #tlou fanart #fanart #art #artists on tumblr #enby artist #ghuleh art

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look4thelight · 8 months

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Abby Anderson from The Last of Us Part II

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purpleturtledove · 4 months

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Joel’s Windchimes - Joel’s House & The Farm

#tlou2 spoilers #the last of us part ii #the last of us part 2 #the last of us part two #the last of us 2 #tlou2 #tlou part 2 #tlou part ii #tlou part two #tlou photomode #virtual photography #tlou2 photomode #game photography #ellie the last of us 2 #ellie williams the last of us 2 #ellie tlou #ellie tlou2 #ellie williams #Sky’s ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Scenery/Misc

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sketchbin · 9 months

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Another quick one of Abby (forgot the gun holster 🤦)

#tlou art #the last of us #abby anderson #tlou part two #tlou2 #abby tlou #want to draw either jesse or dina next

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total-dxmure · 10 months

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✦ FLOWERS AND RIVALRY ➞ 【ELLIE WILLIAMS】

pairing: domestic!ellie williams x reader

summary: just some good ole’ neighborly rivalry.

warnings: ellie is just being adorable, you’re the best girlfriend in the world, this kinda shit is just a daily occurrence with her

a/n: just a lil somethin’ to keep you babies satiated while i'm working on chapter four of “marley and me”! enjoy :)

You watched as Ellie plucked a cigarette from her back pocket, her hands covered in dirt all the way up to her elbows. Buying a house was a lot of work- you knew that going in- but what you hadn’t expected was for your girlfriend to get so competitive about the upkeep.

“The neighbors across the street put in new flower boxes. . . did you see them? Anyway, I ran to Home Depot and picked up a few things.” Her definition of “few” and yours must be completely different, because the second that she opened up the bed of her truck you nearly laughed right in her face. Planks, bags full of supplies, and more flowers than you could even count were all shoved into the tight space. A few strands of her newly chopped hair were sticking to her brow with sweat. It was almost as though she could sense that you were about to say something, because she flashed you that wide smile of hers. Her freckles on full display in the early evening sun, green eyes blazing as she stared at you. You shut your mouth right up, only realizing how pussy whipped you were the second that you began jogging back into the house, already grabbing her an ice cold beer from the fridge.

So there you sat, legs stretched in front of you as you lounged in the rocking chair on the front porch. You would offer to help, but you were prone to clumsiness. While Ellie was good with fixing things, you were very good at breaking them.

She lit the cigarette, closing her lips around the filter and going straight back to work. Her arms and upper back glistened with sweat, cheeks flushed from the sun. You watched as she blew out a plume of smoke from her nose, utterly enchanted by her. She probably smelled of sweat, dirt, and sunscreen. . . but she was perfect.

The two of you were friends for years before making things official. The both of you had pined after one another for what felt like ages before she finally made a move. Maybe that was why the both of you were still so smitten after four years. You cracked a small smile before standing up, moving over to the top step of the porch so that you could grab the beer bottle, weighing it in your hands.

“I’ll go get you a fresh one.” And without her even having to say anything you breezed back into the house, eager to at least offer some sort of assistance.

You opened the fridge, pausing as you heard her voice sound from outside.

“-thought the front yard needed something.”

You rolled your eyes, grabbing the beer and twisting the cap off before sauntering back in the direction of the front porch. The wooden floors of your home creaked under your bare feet as you made your way towards the front door. The neighbor was standing in his yard, hands on his hips as he spoke. Ellie had stood up and moved away from her project, motioning towards what she was planning on making a large flower garden.

“The ole’ lady also wanted to plant some vegetables this year, so I’ll be working in the backyard tomorrow. You and your husband should come over once it’s all finished. You guys hosted dinner last time. It’s our turn.” Ellie told him matter of factly.

You schooled your face into neutrality, fighting off the urge to scoff at her statement. You had mentioned wanting to grow beans and peppers in passing almost a month ago. The neighbor- Steven- nodded his head, squinting his eyes against the blaring sun.

“Yeah, Yeah. Cole and I would love to come over. I remember you telling me about changing the tiles in your guest bath, and we wanted to come see.” He said, already moving back towards his front door.

Ellie was beaming with pride, the cigarette she had been smoking tucked between two dirty fingers. “Sounds like a plan.”

It was only once Steven was back in his home that Ellie turned to face you, eyes wide as she discreetly pointed in the direction of his house.

“Did you see that? He was practically boiling with jealousy. He told me last month that he was redoing the kitchen, and that smug look on his face-”

“I can’t believe you’re getting in a pissing competition with the sweet gay dads across the street.” You whispered, shaking your head in disapproval before handing her the beer.

“It wasn’t me! They started it!” She whisper-yelled, trailing after you like a wounded puppy.

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mxlktxa · 1 year

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shes the one pt. l

part ll

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pairing; obsessive!ellie williams x f!reader

t/w; 18+ content/scenarios, language, obsessive behavior(?), name calling/degradation (and praising), begging

a/n; i kinda just wanted to attempt to write something from ellies pov, see if i could capture her attitude/persona

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Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. She’s doing it again. She’s staring at me with those eyes, those goddamned heaven sent eyes of her own. Why now? She really has the fucking nerve to even lay her eyes on me. Fuck!

I tried my hardest, my best to avoid holding eye contact with her but she’s so fucking beautiful. She’s just so intoxicating, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. She had to’ve put me under a spell or fucking something.

“Ellie,” her soft, plump lips threw my name from her voice box, almost dragging me towards her, “Ellie, come here, baby.”

Shit! What was it? What was it about her that just had me on my hands and knees? Her actions? Her words? Her tone, her body, looks, personality? What!?

Fuck me. Fuck me, fuck her, oh, fuck her. I needed that girl, I needed her melting in my hands and fast. I don’t want anyone laying their filthy hands on her. She had to be mine.

She’s the one for me.

I need her more than anything. As my tranquility.

“Ellie, don’t just stare. Come here. Come touch me.”

“I-… I’m coming. I’m coming, gorgeous. Wait for me.”

“Please, El. I need you. So bad.”

Fucking hell. I just want to keep her locked away, somewhere only I could find her, somewhere where nobody could lay their eyes on her. I want—no, need her to swear she belongs to me, just me. I want her to scream and cry to me about how badly she belongs to me as I ruin her for hours at a time. She’s beautiful. Such a sweet, gentle soul.

“Ellie?”

“Yes?”

“Do you love me? Do you want or need me?”

“Of course, I love you. I both need and want you. You’re mine, babe.”

“Good.”

Fuck you and your little grin. Fuck you.

Let me taste you. Let me fuck you, let me make you forget your name as you slur your words from how blissful I could make you feel. Let me make you mine. I beg. I pray!

I can’t go sleep without her next to me so I’m sure. She’s the one for me.

She always has me trapped in my head. It’s like she has the key to take me from it, though, I refuse to leave. I want her to walk me to her bed, I want to see all the freaky things she does to me. All her old relationships are so far under me and I would give almost anything to live the rest of my days with her. Fuck everyone else. Almost everyone else.

“You’re lovely and I cant help it.”

“F-fuck me, Ellie, fuck!”

“That’s it. Don’t you feel so good? You want me so fucking bad. You fucking whore. You angelic, fucking slut.”

“I do. So bad, baby, so please. Fuck! Fuck, please don’t sto-stop, fuck me til’ your hearts content. I’m yours, all yours, Ellie, fuck!”

“Atta girl. You’re so good, baby.”

“All for you, Ellie. I promise.”

She’s so amazing. So perfect, soft, sweet, gentle, fuckable, moldable, sexy, fuck! I have to get my hands on her.

Fuck. Fuck her. Fuck me. Love me, damn it. Fucking love me, hold me, kiss me, touch me, for fuck sake even spit on me. I just want you all to myself.

Give yourself up to me. Please. You fucking Picasso piece.

“Ellie!” that soft, yet stern yell erupted from her, her face riddled with worry and fear, “Ellie? Ellie, are you okay?”

I searched her face as her hands caressed mine so sweetly. Her small, delicate hands were barely pinching and tugging at my cheeks, to keep me in her presence.

Looking around, she kneeled down on the floor to level with my body that lied flat in the snow. I can’t even remember how I ended up in this situation.

Wait. Fuck. Shit. None of it was really happening.

“I’m okay. I’m here.”

“Thank god!” her shaking figure embraced mine, face hidding in my neck as she calmed her breathing.

“It’s okay. I’m here. Don’t worry, sweetheart.”

“Fuck, Ellie. Fuck, I was so worried,” she was crying. Tearful and hurt because of me. Great move, Ellie, great move.

“I’m here now.”

“Please. Let’s get you back to Jackson. It’s too cold out here.”

“Right… Of course.”

Fuck. Why was none of it was real? I need to make it real. Fast. I need her, damn it.

She’s the one for me.

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a/n; if youd like to be tagged in the pt2 comment/reblog and tag me so i know 🤎✨

a/n; pt2 is out, enjoy

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