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guys, i wanna write something SO BAD but im like just not thinking straight (i guess....) so send requests please!! i THINK ill accept everything just not anything involving like a pisskink or bdsm (cause i do not know how to write bdsm whatsoever.. ill learn one day guys ❤️❤️❤️) GOGOGO SEND REQUESTS NOW!! or just stop by and say hi in my inbox teehee ILY ALL
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⚢ PAIRING — Hockey!Ellie x Hockey!Reader
SYNOPSIS — Montreal’s ‘Golden Girl’ versus Boston’s ‘Bad Temper’. You shared nothing in common but a love for hockey and an unbearable disdain for each other. It was written all over the articles, shown all over the news, apparent to anyone that dared to watch you interact for more than five seconds. What began as secret hook-ups and addictive hate-sex quickly evolved into something you couldn’t quite grasp. She undid you, consumed you, and she’d done it oh so easily. As years passed, you never stopped clashing on the ice. But your rivalry became passion, fantasy now reality. You were supposed to hate each other— so why didn’t you?
WORD COUNT — none yet > ongoing
CONTENTS — ellie williams x reader, heatedrivalry!au, celebrity!au, modern!au, enemies to lovers, hate sex, wlw sports, secret relationship, hook-ups, doomed yuri, toxic yuri, dual pov, time jumps, story spans over five years, heavy angst, trauma, lore, fluff, SMUT, avoidance, denial, pining, public scandals, violence, homophobia, ilyacoded!ellie, shanecoded!reader, OCs, ellie is (kinda) ooc but i try to keep her lore-accurate, afab!reader, you being masc / fem isn’t mentioned, brief mentions of athletic body type, substance abuse, self image issues, explicit language, brief mentions of y/n and l/n, i don’t know anything about sports i’m just an amateur writer having fun. proceed with caution.
CHAPTER INDEX
PROLOGUE —
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CHAPTER ONE —
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CHAPTER TWO —
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CHAPTER THREE —
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CHAPTER FOUR —
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CHAPTER FIVE —
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EPILOGUE —
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ringing bsf!ellie up when ure sexually frustrated pt. 2
part 1!
.✦ ݁˖ cw: bsf!ellie, dom!ellie, sub!reader, modern au, praise, a lot of foreplay and teasing, fingering, oral (r!receiving), ellie making reader go all shy, this is lowkey ooc ellie, thats it i think(?) tell me if theres more :))
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u check the time, 02:21 AM. and ellie still hasn’t arrived. fuck, where is she? you swear to any living creature on earth right now if she doesn’t actually show up you will destroy the entire planet. you sigh, were about to give up and just sleep uncomfortably, but,
*bzzz* you grab your phone immediately, checking on the notification. a text sent by ellie that read,
“outside”
youre sure your heart skipped a beat. you were so nervous, should you actually open the door? should you tell her to go home? should you apologize for saying dumb stuff on the phone and hurt her feelings? no, of course not! but well.. seeing the options that were available in your head, maybe you should just tell her to go home. i mean, what are you guys actually gonna do? youre sure she didnt actually mean anything by coming over, right?
no, no. you were absolutely wrong.
cause here you are, pressed against your bedroom door, ellie kissing you softly yet so harshly at the same time. you put your arms around her neck instinctively, pushing her face deeper into yours. her hands roaming alll over your body, squeezing every bit of your shoulders, arms, and breasts.
she breaks the kiss to nip at your neck, sucking and biting gently. you couldn’t help but moan at her actions, tilting your head to the side to make her get better access, while her hands reach the inside of your shirt to grope your chest.
you moan at the contact, quickly putting your hand over your mouth. sure noone would hear you, but you were just so shy.. your best friend in the whole universe, making your brain go all mushy just because shes touching you a little, oh you were so embarrassed :((
she chuckles and tugs at your shirt, “off.” you obey her quickly, taking your tank top off and throw it on the ground somewhere. she takes your hand, guiding you to lay down the bed, she parts your legs with her knee and dives down to lay sweet kisses starting from your chest all the way to your lower stomach. you buck your hips up slightly (not on purpose) and she chuckles again, “easy now.” she says as she rubs your thigh up and down, like she was trying to calm you down.
you were calm. you were so calm. calmest youve ever been. why is she making you feel so small?? its like youre at the palm of her hand right now. you hate the feeling, but you would hate it even more if she keeps on teasing you like this.
“ellie..” your voice comes out weak and quiet, music to ellie’s ears. “right here. ellie’s not going anywhere.” she coos before swiftly yanking off your panties and pj shorts in one move. you try to close your legs but ellie pries them back open easily, “hey, dont get all shy on me now.” she murmurs gently and you swore you couldve died out of humiliation right then and there.
you whine all bratty, “ellie.. do something,” she smiles and kisses your inner thigh, “i am doing something.” you mewl at the sensation of her chapped yet delicate lips, trying to push your body closer to her mouth.
you let out a moan when she finally kisses your core, “ellie- fuck,” you curse under your breath, god, what is taking her so fucking long?! she licks a straight line up your pussy and your hips buck up intuitively, “ellie..” you whine, “mhm?” she answers your call, “please,” you beg, wanting her to do something to you, anything other than just a few kisses. she snorts, “please what baby? be more specific.” oh she thinks its funny huh???
you huff out of annoyance, “i dont know.. just- please fuck me.” and with that she smiles, but not sweetly, she smiles cockily. like she’d just won the lottery. god- you hate her so fucking much, “oh yeah?” she taunts. you were just about to slap her in the face (not literally) but then you gasp when the feeling of her spit meets with your core, and you throw your head back when she plunges two fingers up your pussy.
you moan uncontrollably and your fingers automatically intertwine with her auburn hair, tugging at it as she pumps her fingers in and out of you. “m’ gonna make you feel allll good, gonna ruin you for everyone else.” she purrs, and you throw your head to the side, your cheek meeting with your silk pillowcase. ellie tuts and grabs your chin to face her, slightly shaking your head when you purposefully close your eyes to not see her, she scoffs in disbelief and pats your cheek to wake you up, “fuckin- look at me.”
you open your eyes and whine loudly when you see her on top of you, her eyes never leaving yours. all you could think about was.. was she always this pretty? (and also about how good it felt to finally feel her fingers inside of you)
you hold eye contact with her, never wanting to look at anything else but all of the features on her face, whether it be her freckles, eyes, or nose. she was so beautiful, whyd you only realize this now??
she tiltes her head and smiles when she realizes how long youve been looking at her, “what you lookin’ at?” she jokes, you open your mouth to respond but only a moan comes out when she curls her fingers to hit that right spot. “yeah? that it?” she says, and you bite your lower lip.
“so.. pretty els,” you manage to blurt out, and her expression softened, and she caresses your cheek, “m’ pretty?” she asks, you smile and nod, melting into her touch. “awh.. my angel.” she coos and you moan softly after hearing the nickname. she kisses you gently on your chest, working her way down to your pussy, licking and sucking on your clit while you let out all the sweet sounds out of your mouth.
“fuck- ellie,” you moan out her name as you feel yourself getting closer, she doesn’t stop lapping at your pussy, savoring every single piece of it. “m’ gonna cum,” you state, and she hums out of approval. you grip her hair tighter and your back arches off the bed. all while ellie still licks and pushes her fingers in and out your sticky pussy, relishing every bit of your juices that were flowing out.
she finally separates her face away from you, and she pulls her fingers out. you whine at the empty feeling and look at her, pouting. she tilts her head slightly looking at you and smiles. an actual genuine smile (you hope)
you push her face away jokingly and cover your face fully with your hands, whining. she laughs looking at your disheveled state, your hair all messy, let alone the mess that was inbetween your thighs.
you sigh and remove your hands away from your face, fully looking at her. you sigh, “should we have done this, els?” she shrugs, “depends. was i good?” she asks, and you look at her like she was the dumbest girl in the world, “are you genuinely asking me that? or do you just need the reassurance?”
“both.”
“go fuck yourself, dude.”
“why do that when i have you?”
god, you hate her so much.
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yoooooo finally part two🥹🥹🥹 this is genuinely my first time like writing smut so i hope its good!!! also guys first post and already like 16 followers damn bruh i feel a-fucking-mazing, yall are genuinely boosting my ego UGH ILYSMMMM
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ringing bsf!ellie up when ure sexually frustrated
part two!
.✦ ݁˖ cw: suggestive, bsf!ellie, needy ahh reader, modern au, i think thats it idk bro its 2 am i cant think
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you sighed into your pillow before slamming your head down in it, screaming and whining to yourself freely, the pillows on your bed muffling every bit of sound in the room. you turn your body, head now facing the ceiling of your bedroom, both hands covering your eyes, rubbing them out of frustration.
you knew this feeling too well. you needed a fix, asap, pronto. you feel as if you’ll die if you dont get laid tonight.
you reach for your phone on the bedside table, looking at the time, 02:02 AM. you think as you play with your lower lip, who should you phone up?
dina? no, you feel bad.
abby? ehh..
your ex that keeps bothering you? blocked.
then you stop scrolling when you see her contact.. ellie. right, ellie. she’s been your best friend since as long as you could remember, she’s been with you since junior high school specifically. you’ve always thought that she was just a bitt attractive, everytime you hangout with her there’s always that one thought that screams inside your head, ‘what would happen if i just kiss her?’
you debate it for a while, knowing that whatever you were gonna do, you shouldn’t do it. at all. but you feel so wrecked.. who else to call if not your bestfriend?
your finger already clicked on the ‘call’ button before you could stop it. now, your just thinking on what to say if she picks u-
“hi. whats up?” oh fuck me.
you let out a deep breath that you didnt even know you were holding, you fiddle with your hands, dumb founded, not knowing what to say.
“hey? why’d you call me? is everything alright?” she says into her phone, wanting to make sure there’s nothing wrong happening with you first.
you gulp and respond, “uhm.. mhm. everything’s fine, els.” you sounded so soft.. why were you like this? “uhuh.. sure.” she snorts, and you roll your eyes, “everything’s fine.. so why’d you call me up?” she immediately questions.
you contemplate on what to answer with, “uhm.. could you help me?”
“help with what?” she questions right back without missing a beat, damn she’s fast to answer.
“well..” you nibble on your bottom lip, “help me feel good..?” you say, embarrassment washing over your face immediately. you close your eyes shut and press your lips into a thin line, hoping that her network’s really bad and she randomly disconnects.
you hear her scoff before answering, “feel good, huh?” FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK, WHY DIDNT SHE DISCONNECT?!
“no. nevermind. that was stupid.” you immediately take back your words, not wanting to sound like a stupid fucking chud so desperate to cum that she calls up her own bestfriend of like idk maybe 6 years?? (approximately.)
“mm no. no dont take your words back now, i’ll help you if you actually want me to.”
“really?” shit, that came out of your mouth way too fast, you didnt even mean to respond, i guess this is what people mean when you speak before you think.
“reallyyy.” she responds and you could just feel her stupid smirk just by hearing her tone. you debate with yourself before answering her,
“okay.. c’mere, els.”
“be there in 20.”
and she hangs up. you roll around your bed a few times and whine into your hands, yet your thighs press against each other harshly when you think of what’s about to come (you probably)
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i pulled this right out of my fuckin ass also this is sorta of a debut post??? idk anymore fuck my stupid chungus life
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