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requests are OPEN (but I’m slow at writing lately)

this blog contains explicit content! men & minors dni!

my ask box is always open xx 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯 talk to me anytime my sweet angel girls

i can’t wait for a halloween layout I’ll literally start september 1st

gbsngirl

why are the lesbians of tumblr not sending me asks every second of the day expressing their deep perversion and undying love

still struggling with the english language in my 20s because i always get “lay down” and “lie down” confused

#i hate ‘lie down’ but IT’S CORRECT 😐#you will see me fuck it up in most of my writing and i just don’t even care

Can u maybe do a blurb of dealer/stoner ellie? maybe her teaching reader to smoke and then they both get akward and some kisses maybe happend?

Idk u write very well so i know whatever u do will be amazing

tysm for the compliment! idk how this got SO LONG, it was too much fun to write! here is my sweet angel who can do no wrong, roommate!dealer!ellie ₊˚⊹ ᢉ𐭩

september

you were miserable when you walked into your dorm on your third year of college

you made sure to get there early so you got first choice on which bed you wanted. to your horror, your new roommate was already unpacking on the good bed with the window

her decor was less than pleasant, she dressed like a 15 year old boy, and she reeked of pot. great

ellie, you found out

you liked the name, despite yourself. loved it even

you never told her that name was on that secret note on your phone of future baby names

as you got to know ellie, you erased that name from your secret list

ellie was… irritating

she constantly had strangers stopping at your dorm to sell them weed, which annoyed you to no end

“can’t you just go to their place?” you snapped one day when her sale distracted you from your flow of studying

“i don’t even have to leave my dorm to get paid, you expect me to go work for it when i don’t have to?” she replied, secretly loving the attention she got from you, even when you were annoyed at her

you had no rude reply, just a deep sigh, anticipating a long year

october

you felt your blood start to boil on a night out with your friends

you met them all out at the bar, greeting them with hugs

laughter breaks out as you’re greeting them all “girl, you reek!”

you freeze “what? i literally just showered—“

“no— not that. weed. your dealer roommate is rubbing off on you, huh?” your friends continue to giggle, not realizing that you still don’t smoke, still never have

her scent is just so strong and vile, it’s imbedded into your clean clothes now, and you’re starting to become nose blind to it

the thought terrifies you, how many times have i gone out smelling like weed and didn’t notice?

fuck

you burst through the door of your dorm late that night, drunk… and angry, not your proudest moment

“we need to talk” you slur, pointing a finger at your roommate whose already in bed, video game controller in her hand

ellie sits up and grins, you already want to roll your eyes “yes, princess?” she teases, actually pausing her game for you

you stand at the edge of the bed, your angry pointed finger finds its way to her chest “you. i went out tonight and my friends laughed at me because i smelled like you!”

ellie just laughs, which pisses you off even more “oh, c’mon. i smell great, it’s prada, very expensive by the way”

unfortunately, the faint, lingering smell of her cologne every morning was totally dreamy

“you’re not funny” you whine “I’m serious. I’ve been way too kind and way too patient with you, if you light another joint in this room I’m reporting you”

ellie is still laughing

“you’re gonna tell on me?” she fake pouts

you sit, more of a drunken stumble, on the edge of her bed “forget it”

ellie drops her infuriating grin, a little flustered by how close you are, and the fact that you’re on her bed for the first time ever

“hey. listen, i’m sorry. i mean it” she says, in a warm tone of voice you’ve never heard before

“i don’t want sorry, i want you to fix it” you whine

ellie can’t help herself as she brushes your hair out of your face and places it gently behind your ear

your face heats up, she notices, she tells herself it’s the alcohol

“i won’t smoke in here. i shouldn’t have been doing it anyways, you’re right” she says, you’re shocked by how easygoing she’s being

“good” you say, getting up from her bed and walking to your dresser to get your pajamas

you never realize since you always have your back turned, but ellie always watches when you change

she’s started to memorize all your bra and underwear combinations, secretly having her favorites

she adores you, and you have no clue

“drink some water before bed, you’re wasted” ellie reminds you

you roll your eyes

november

after a month of no drama, you walk into your dorm after class to ellie smoking out the window again

“ellie!” you shout

she grins “i kinda like when you yell at me”

“you’re a freak” you joke, smiling “put that out, now”

ellie groans “c’mon, i’m going to dina’s apartment for friendsgiving and i want to be as hungry as possible”

you immediately forget about the joint, just feeling a wave of loneliness

“she lives off campus? like, her own apartment?” you ask, jealous that she has the space to actually cook and host her friends

“yeah— it’s so cool— she— wait! do you want to come?”

you hesitate “i couldn’t just like… intrude”

“trust me! they’ll like you a lot, dina is so cool, and smart and pretty and stuff” ellie rambles, stoned and happy

“you in love with her or something?” you joke, a strange hint of jealously in your tone

ellie laughs, “i was before we became friends, she’s dating jesse, he’s pretty awesome too, he— fuck, I’m rambling, i would love if you came with me tonight”

“you’re sure?”

“positive”

“can we stop at the liquor store on the way? I don’t want to show up empty handed”

“of course”

the night passes in a blur of amazing food, friendship, good music and wine

ellie was right about her friends, they were lovely, and great cooks

you walked back to the dorms together, the november air was biting at you, but you had enough wine in your system to not care

“thank you for inviting me, really”

“anytime” she says, trying to play it cool

“i really like your friends”

“they really like you too, i can tell” ellie’s cheeks are red at this point, partially from the cold, partially from your presence tonight

“i feel like i’ve been such an ass to you, and you didn’t deserve it” you confess

“eh, you’re just stuck up, but you pull it off because you’re so pretty” she jokes

“pretty?”

“do you really need me to tell you that? you definitely already know”

“i just didn’t think you thought that”

“i don’t know if you’ve realized this after living with me for three months but… i’m not fucking blind”

you can’t wipe the stupid smile off your face

december

you slam your laptop shut in a fit of frustration

it catches ellie’s attention immediately, enough for her to put her book down

“you gonna explain or do i have to ask?” she says, nonchalantly

you groan “do you wanna go get shitfaced?”

ellie laughs, “well yeah, but can we talk about why you’re angry first?”

you get up from your bed, pacing angry circles around the room “how the fuck am i supposed to focus during these three weeks between holidays? twelve paged essay! twelve! due at midnight! you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me!”

ellie cracks a smile “how about a walk and some fresh air instead of getting wasted?”

you throw your arms up in frustration “i don’t want to go for a walk! i want to go home! and hug my mom! and watch a christmas movie! I’m tired and I’m frustrated and every semester i feel more and more stupid and—“ your voice cracks, tears flood your eyes

ellie drops her grin immediately “chill, c’mere” she says, opening her arms to you from her bed

normally you’d hesitate, but it’s been too long since you’ve had a real hug

you lie on top of her in her bed like it’s natural, her arms wrap around you comfortingly as you dig your face into the crook of her neck

that stupid prada cologne lingers on her bare skin, it makes your stomach feel funny

this is entirely foreign to both of you, but fuck, it feels good

“shhhh, i got you… breathe” she whispers in your ear as her hands start to rub your back

you count the seconds of each breath in your head as you try to relax, ellie can feel your body soften in her arms

“that’s it, good girl” she praises softly

that funny feeling in your stomach turns to pure heat, you try desperately to ignore it

ignore ignore ignore

“I’ll write your essay for you if you smoke a joint with me” she offers smugly

“seriously?” you mumble into her neck, the heat of it makes her shiver

“dead serious”

you’ve known for months that she was unusually smart, but you never wanted to take advantage of that

“fine”

“fuck yeah”

you climb off of her, you’re both secretly disappointed at the loss of contact

“do we have to go shiver on a park bench outside or can we smoke in here?” she teases

“just open the window” you say, defeated

she does as she’s told, the air is crisp and cold and somehow really refreshing. you pull one of her blankets over your lap

you watch closely as she lights the joint, you can’t take your eyes off the way her lips wrap around it, or the way her hands grip the lighter

you’ve been far too curious lately about ellie’s lips, ellie’s hands, ellie’s body—

she blows out a cloud of smoke effortlessly “here” she says, passing it to you

“i don’t know how” you admit

“god, you’re such a princess” she teases “just be gentle with it. breathe in just a little, bring it deep into your chest, hold it for a second and breathe out. don’t try and do too much” she says, leaning back on her pillows to watch

you’re suddenly nervous, and feeling horribly awkward

you do exactly as instructed, feeling a burn as you inhale, you cough a bit as you exhale

“very good” she praises “now do that again”

you hate the way your stomach feels when she speaks like that, it’s making your imagination run wild

you pass the joint back and forth ‘til it burns out

you do feel way more relaxed now, but you had no idea that being stoned would make it horribly difficult to look at her

the curve of her perfect little button nose, those green eyes that always look like they’re hiding something, her soft porcelain skin—

“what are you looking at?” she asks, grinning

“nothing” you almost choke on the word

“nothing?”

“yeah”

“I look at you sometimes too”

shit. shit shit shit shit shit

“you do?”

ellie leans forward to close the window “you cold?”

“you’re changing the subject”

“well, the subject is making me nervous” she blushes

you smirk “i didn’t know you even got nervous, you’re so fearless”

“and you’re so cold” she says, reaching out to you again, her hands slide over your goosebump covered arms “come lie down with me” she says, lifting the blanket she’s under

“can i tell you a secret?” you ask as you get comfortable beside her

“mhm” she hums, her hands finding their home on your skin again as she faces you in bed

“remember when i said i hated your spider-man blanket?” you say, trying not to laugh, but the weed is making it really hard to keep a straight face

“i remember it everyday, and it crushes my soul every time” she frowns dramatically at you

“i actually think it’s really cute” you admit

ellie giggles, full on schoolgirl-in-love giggle “fuck yes” she says triumphantly

“i think you’re really cute” you say, the confession slips out way too easy

ellie has to remind herself to speak confidently when she finally confesses “can i kiss you or are we gonna keep cuddling in my bed pretending this is normal?”

you nod, almost too quickly

you expect her to just crash her lips onto yours, but she doesn’t, she leans in painfully slow, starting with a slow kiss to your forehead

then your cheek

your other cheek

your nose

then finally, her lips press against yours so gently

you inhale sharply at the contact, grabbing onto her shirt, trying to remind yourself that this is real and it’s happening

ellie’s hand slides over your waist, pulling you flush against her, she’s so damn warm

you deepen the kiss, wanting more of her, the taste is addictive

until she laughs

“what’s so funny?” you ask, breathlessly

“the fact that i finally have you in my bed, and now have a 12 page essay to write before midnight”

“you better get to work then” you tease

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #wlw #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams fanfic #lesbian #dealer!ellie #roommate!ellie

the requests u guys are sending me… i love u

isaellie

sub!ellie hcs ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀minors do not interact with this post

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who swears up and down that she is not a bottom, despite your incessant teasing about how whiny she ends up—it’s a miracle how her voice isn’t gone by the end of every night.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who has a mommy kink who said that?? actually i did! she doesn’t say it repeatedly, but as she teeters closer and closer to the edge of euphoria it will come out of her mouth as her eyes start to roll back and as her hips start to instinctively buck.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who rarely ever receives first, contrary to how she acts. she insists on letting you finish first, even if that means edging herself with a hand down her boxers, moaning and whimpering as she eats you out.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who is the biggest fan of #bringbackfingersimouths. whether it’s your fingers covered in her slick or her fingers finding their way to your lips, she’s all over it.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who, in early stages of your relationship, got increasingly more obvious when sneaking off to fuck herself. it almost became pointless for her to say anything other than “i’m way too needy to deal with this right now.”

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who is always hesitant to send any sort of lewd photo when you two are apart, but she loves when you do—and she needs you to know that. so, in return, she’ll send you voice messages getting off to them in replacement of her own pics.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who is the horniest girlfriend alive when she’s on her period. period sex isn’t her thing, however, so she’ll opt to grind on your thigh to satiate her needs—or fuck you until she cums untouched.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who instantly mewls whenever you even get close to her neck. sucking marks into it, kissing, licking, biting, all of it will make her whine. and don’t even get me started on her collarbones and ears.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who first finds out she has a praise kink in some unconventional way. you weren’t even trying to get her riled up, but a simple just like that or atta girl falling from your lips was enough to make her bite down a groan.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who is the most giggly mf during foreplay, she cannot take anything serious, up until her desperation starts to kick in and the light messing around turns into agonizingly slow teasing.

⠀⟡⠀condescending praise and sub!ellie is obsessed, mostly about the way your tone shifts while saying anything slightly two-sided, but who needs to know that.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who prefers face to face positions. call her boring or plain or whatever, but she likes loving on you and kissing down your jaw, whatever it is that you’re doing to her (or vice versa).

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who actually isn’t all over pet names in bed like you would’ve thought her to be. a simple babe/baby is her go-to.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who, on some nights, enjoys the making out more than the actual sex—only on some nights, where she’s feeling more intimately vulnerable with you, not needing to actually touch each other for her to feel satisfied.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who, on those same nights, gets too tired after making out for a good thirty minutes, meaning you two will just cuddle and fall asleep not long after.

⠀⟡⠀sleepy morning sex and sub!ellie is absolutely first in line. waking up to you absolutely needing her and still in a dazed half-asleep state that she surprises even herself when she finishes so insanely quickly? who the hell wouldn’t want that? — ellie, probably.

⠀⟡⠀sub!ellie who doesn’t want anyone else in the world but you.

── ⟡ ˙ 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙼 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 ̟ ⊹ @starduszt @thechocodoll @elliexbuckets @hersuniverse @m0on1ight1 @merquriie

— hi i’m working on an angst oneshot and anons request so i decided to release these in the meantime!! i don’t plan on writing much smut but i have thoughts that need to be shared ok thank you

leilune

ellie having beef with your stuffed animal ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

300ish words of pure tomfoolery, slight suggestive content, ellie having beef with a literal inanimate object.

݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ jealous!ellie didn't start out having beef with your childhood stuffed animal, bunny—she was actually excited to finally meet all the little stuffies on your bed that she normally saw through her phone screen in the flesh!! bunny was just off.

݁݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ jealous!ellie who always makes a point to give bunny a dirty look when she comes into your room, no matter what. you snapped at her to stop it once and she got so upset and red in the face that you had to cuddle and kiss her for almost 10 minutes just to get her to act normal again.

݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ jealous!ellie who, whenever you two go out, always tries to replace bunny, always holding up random stuffed animals and saying,

“hey, isn't this so much cuter than whatsherface?”

“i'm not entertaining this.”

݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ jealous!ellie who doesn't care about flipping bunny over when you two fuck, she wants her to see, to prove that she's “winning”. winning what? she never explains.

݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ jealous!ellie who beats up all your stuffed animals when she's slightly annoyed at you, but definitely punches bunny a little harder.

݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ jealous!ellie swears bunny is trying to turn you against her, and insists on falling asleep on facetime so she can make sure she's not getting slandered by her when the two of you are alone.

“hey els...you know this isn't toy story, right? bunny can't talk...”

“yeah, likely fucking story, that's what she wants you to think.”

݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ jealous!ellie who you caught in the far corner of your twin bed, one day, whispering threats akin to those of john wick to your beat up childhood stuffie.

݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ jealous!ellie who actually looked petrified when you mentioned passing down bunny to your future child, and started muttering frantically under her breath about “losing to a ‘20 year old teething toy’”, and how her whole family would eventually be poisoned against her.

݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ jealous!ellie despite it all, gets all sappy when she sees how you act with bunny. her hardened expression towards the stuffed rabbit and her matted fuzzy ears soften when she watches you cuddle and rock her like a baby. she plays into your jokes about being bunny's mom, and even sends you cute edits about it.

first post kinda nervy...be nice i haven't posted my work online in three years :3

me writing a bunch of blurbs instead of my actual fic

had a few drinks…. thinking about…. ellie…….

could u maybe write a blurb about ellie taking care of reader who’s going through a depression episode

picturing this as jackson!bff!ellie… 🙂‍↕️ tw: bad mental health, mention of suicide

the abrasive knock on your door disrupts your nap “it’s me” ellie calls from the other side

you don’t answer, still barely awake

your eyes linger over the turning doorknob, you still can’t bring yourself to move, or talk

“still in bed?” ellie asks, quietly stepping into your room, she immediately notices the mess, the dirty mugs filled with old tea leaves, clothes thrown all over the floor, dust littering your furniture

you give her a small nod, avoiding her gaze, embarrassed by your current state

she sits on the edge of your bed, running a soft hand over your shoulder “maria said you called in sick… again” she says

you nod again, still looking anywhere but at her

“you gonna tell me what’s going on?” she asks. ellie isn’t one for talking about feelings, but she’ll push through her discomfort for you, always

you glance at her for just a moment, then back to the wall “I’m just tired” you shrug, your voice is hoarse from not speaking to anyone for days

ellie gives your shoulder a knowing squeeze, like she understands exactly what you mean without you having to actually say it

“talk to me” she says as her expression starts to soften

“i just… it’s… it’s stupid” you sigh

ellie kicks her shoes off and climbs into your bed beside you “bullshit. tell me”

you finally hold her gaze, her face is closer to yours than usual, she’s always been so comfortable in your bed

“you’ll get mad”

“try me” she says, running her fingertips over your knuckles gently

“i had a close call on patrol recently” you admit. a secret you’ve been specifically keeping from her

part of you expects a dramatic reaction. it never comes

“okay” she says too calmly

you hesitate before continuing “it kinda… got me thinking. a lot”

she blinks at you, waiting for you to continue

“maria gave me a day to stay home and recover, like, emotionally— and it just— it keeps— i—“

“breathe” ellie reminds you

you take a deep breath “i keep watching this stupid movie, over and over again” you reach for the case of the VHS beside you in bed, holding it up “i don’t understand why this isn’t the life we got to live”

ellie’s expression is unreadable as she tries to process your words

“ellie, we’re not even living, we’re just surviving— and— i don’t know how much longer i want to keep surviving—“

she grabs onto your hand tightly

“what is it all for? we patrol and we work and we struggle, for what? to all eventually be taken out by the infection? there’s no point…”

ellie’s thumb caresses your hand gently “I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you” she admits

her words make you feel nauseous, because the chances of losing each other in your world is high “shouldn’t we worry about like… school, or strict parents, or who to go to prom with? why do we have to fight and kill and—“ your voice breaks as you begin to cry

ellie drops your hand to wipe away the first tear that falls from your eye “here’s what we’re gonna do” she starts

“first, i’m gonna bring that movie back to the library, because it’s clearly fucking you up” she laughs, even though she doesn’t think any of this is funny

“second, we’re getting you out of this bed and to my place” she adds, wiping a tear from your other eye

“then we’re gonna watch a really shitty movie. like, the worst situation imaginable, like… texas chainsaw massacre? yeah?” she smiles at you. you almost smile back

“you think texas chainsaw massacre is gonna make me happy?” a small smile creeps up on your face for the first time in days

ellie laughs at how ridiculous it sounds “patrol isn’t so bad compared to leatherface”

you laugh, and the feeling brings you so much relief “maybe later. can we just… stay here for a little while?” you ask, starting to pull yourself up from the pillow

you scoot closer to ellie, so close, resting your head on her chest “i don’t want to lose you” you mumble into the fabric of her sweatshirt

ellie reminds herself to keep her breath steady, but her rapidly beating heart is out of her control “you won’t” she says, rubbing her fingers over your back gently. maybe soon she’ll actually tell you how she feels

#jackson!ellie is my FAVORITE idk why I’ve never written her…#jackson!ellie requests in my inbox NOWWW please😮‍💨😮‍💨#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #lesbian #ellie the last of us #ellie williams fanfic