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we don't talk anymore ─ j. fisher

Pairing: Ex boyfriend!Jeremiah Fisher x Ex girlfriend!Fem!Reader

TW/Tags: Angsty, use of y/n, underage drinking, happy ending.

Summary: You were both over, I mean, you broke up with him when you met someone else, but he still had feelings for you, and you too for him.

Words count: 1.46 k.

Based on We don't talk anymore by Charlie Puth and Selena Gomez.

JEREMIAH's MASTERLIST.

"See you there" was the last text he got from you since both broke up.

You were one of Belly's best friends, so every time you visited her at the summer house you would see him there.

And you also noticed the way he looked at you.

"Come on, y/n." Belly said, taking your hand to walk towards the pool.

Jeremiah followed with his gaze where the two of you had left. And he sighed.

"What happened between you two?" questioned Steven looking at his friend. He just shrugged, leaning back in the couch.

"We don't talk anymore."

Belly and you in the pool sat on the edge of it. You looked at your feet as you swung them in the water, seeing the distorted reflection of them.

"I think you have something to talk to me about." the voice of your best friend brought you out of your little trance. You looked at her and then returned your gaze to the water.

"We broke up, we stopped seeing each other, and we don't talk anymore. That's all." you downplayed it but inside you knew you were still waiting for a message from the boy you loved for more than two summers.

"I met someone." you responded after a couple of seconds mentally debating whether to tell her or not. After all, she is your best friend.

"What? And you just tell me?!"

"Yeah! It all happened so fast, I'm sorry, Bell." You looked at her and she smiled at you sideways, hugging you by the shoulders.

"It's not your fault." She rubbed your shoulder and you sighed.

"I know but I..."

"Careful!" Conrad exclaimed trotting over to where you were.

"What?" and from one moment to the next, Belly and Conrad were already submerged in the crystal clear water of the pool.

You laughed to see how Belly struggled to rise to the surface and at the same time with Conrad, she throwing water at him and causing a bit to fall on you.

You saw in your peripheral that someone had stood next to you, but you could recognize the cologne and the smell of salty air impregnated on his skin emanating from him. It was Jeremiah.

"Hey y/n..." he was about to speak but Steven cut him off, walking out of the house.

"Hey guys, we're going to a party tonight. And I'm not taking 'no' for an answer." He said this last thing looking at you, you whitened your eyes and then looked at Belly.

"Take it for granted." she confirmed getting out of the pool with Conrad behind her.

You huffed, getting up off the ground and brushing past Jeremiah without paying him much attention.

He just clenched his jaw and walked behind everyone.

"What I don't understand is, why are you ignoring him?" Taylor was helping you decide what to wear, she arrived that same afternoon.

"It's better for him, so he gets over us faster." You responded by looking at a red dress, deciding between that or a black and white dress with a newspaper design.

"And you're over him already?" This time it was Belly's turn to speak.

"Yeah... no, I don't know." you sat on the bed still looking at the newspaper design dress, but your mind was elsewhere.

"Hey, it's okay that you don't know, but you have a choice to make, Jeremiah or the guy you're seeing." Taylor put her hand on your shoulder, looking up at you. "You can't have them both."

"I know..."

"Well, tonight we'll stop thinking about boys, it's just us, alright?" You nodded at Belly's question and she came over to hug you both. "I love you both."

"We too, but we must get dressed now or we will be late." Taylor said.

"Oh yeah."

The whole group was already at the party, each one dispersed throughout the house without a trace of any.

Except you and Taylor and Belly were checking to see if you were okay.

To your surprise, you found the boy with whom you had already kissed more than a couple of times and with whom you were now seeing. Although it was not official yet.

What you didn't know is that Jeremiah was on the other side of the room. Seeing how you smiled at the boy, how you looked at him the way you used to look at him. How you touched him the same way you did with him.

He quickly swallowed his beer, jaw tense, jealousy invading his entire body, almost blinding him with anger. But he wasn't mad at you. He was angry with himself.

"I should have known that I wasn't the one." he thought squeezing the empty beer can in his hand, looking away from you when someone tapped his shoulder. A girl.

"You're Jeremiah, aren't you?" The girl asked and he nodded, "Wanna dance?" he hesitated, looking at you but you kept looking at the stupid boy and then he saw that he led you to where more couples were dancing. So he looked at the girl and nodded once again.

"Sure." she took his hand and also led him through the crowd of people, and by mere coincidence, they were close to you and the nameless boy.

He took her firmly by the waist as he watched her eyes. She wasn't ugly, she was actually beautiful. But he was too busy just adoring your beauty so he could take notice of other girls.

So he allowed himself to enjoy that night with that girl. If you had already moved on without him so easily then he would too.

For your part, you kept dancing, talking and laughing with Blake, that was the boy's name.

He hugged you around the waist tighter, the same way Jeremiah did. And then you had the instinct to look for him in the crowd, finding him with that girl, smiling and joking. She was laughing as he whispered something in her ear and he hugged her tightly. In the same way that he did with you.

You returned your gaze to Blake, smiling slightly at him as they continued to slow dance to a song.

You just hoped that girl would come to love him the same way you did.

Although sometimes you couldn't help but think that he wanted you to show up at his bedroom door. But you were terrified of being wrong.

You didn't want to know if he was looking into her eyes or if she was holding onto him so tight, the way you did before.

You separated from Blake to get away from there with the excuse that you had to go to the bathroom, while you saw out of the corner of your eye that Jeremiah was looking at you.

You walked away from there towards the garden of the house.

"This is what I wanted." you thought closing your eyes, running your hands through your hair. But you repeated it just to convince yourself, although you weren't quite sure now.

But you couldn't get Jeremiah out of your brain. And you probably never would.

"y/n." he called you, you clearly recognized his voice even with your back turned.

You turned around to face him.

You both stayed for a couple of seconds without doing or saying anything, just looking at each other.

Until he finally spoke.

"He treats you the same as me?" he asked and you didn't know what to answer him.

You just want to turn back time so you can avoid breaking up with him.

"Something like that." you whispered and he tried to look other than you.

"Why did you break up with me?" This time you looked into each other's eyes again, holding your gazes firmly.

"I thought… I thought that I wanted to be with him, that I loved him." You started to explain, but Jeremiah out of jealousy denied turning around.

"This makes no sense."

"But I love you!" you exclaimed, making him stop in his tracks. "And I miss you."

He looked over his shoulder at you, his eyes and brows more relaxed.

You looked at him with some longing, not knowing what he would do, but all kinds of doubts disappeared the moment he quickly walked over to take you by the cheeks and stick his lips with yours.

It was a passionate kiss, where both released everything you had kept for the time you both were apart.

One of his hands went to your waist to get you closer to him.

"Finally!" Steven exclaimed from across the backyard pool where y'all were, making everyone in your little group laugh, along with you and Jeremiah.

He looked at you fondly, caressing your cheek and you hugged him tightly.

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[serevena-deactivated20240831]

The Beginning. - Chapter One

Pairing - Ellie Williams x Fem!reader

Synopsis - Social media can come in handy for a plethora of things. One of which is reconnecting with your lost childhood friend Ellie Williams. Just one small problem, she has a girlfriend..and you may or may not be developing a crush on her. Through a hellhole of trial and error, will you finally get the girl you’ve been yearning for? Or will she be ripped away from you?

Warnings - Provocative Language, possible smut in later chapters, angst.

a.n - the series is indeed flopping, but at this point idrc..Thank u for the support it’s gotten so far! The lockscreen part is from Ellie’s pov btw..Enjoy <3

The Beginning. -> Default.

[heavcnslyre]

chapter five — j.f. ( masterlist )

IT’S TIME TO GO.

“or that moment again,

he’s insisting that friends look at each other like that.”

taglist: @jellybassett @glowingtree @always-reading @yla-aira @infinitywarnatenthusiast @imogen-skye @ilovegilmoregirls @lucidlivi (comment or message me to join!)

you sit at the house all day, laying in bed and waiting for the hangover to pass. belly went with laurel and susannah to shop for debutante dresses, steven and jeremiah were working, and you had no idea where conrad went, so you had the house to yourself. the next few days passed in a similar blur, where belly prepared for her debutante ball and hung out with a guy who jeremiah called ‘cam cameron’, who you found out later that she had met at the bonfire.

one particular day, you were sitting on the couch, re-reading your favorite book for probably the thousandth time. jeremiah had gone to work early that morning, but he had come to your room and said goodbye to you before he left. he had done that a lot recently, ever since the bonfire. you wondered if part of him just felt bad for you, but you didn’t mind even if that was the case. it felt good to have someone checking up on you. especially him.

laurel and susannah were devastated for you when you finally told them the news about peter and cassie the night after it happened. laurel was immediately on her feet, absolutely pissed, mumbling about how much she— and you— had done for cassie and how much of a backstabbing bitch she was. susannah had gathered you in her arms, holding you tight. she reassured you that you would do much better someday and while friends and lovers come and go, family is forever, and she reminded you that you were surrounded by your family now and to cherish that. that night, you couldn’t sleep, so you snuck into laurel’s room and asked her to scutch over so you could stay with her, just like you did when you were a kid. she was happy to have you there with her. after that night, and the continued support you got from everyone, you really were feeling much better. the reality did kick in, though, and you began to be very bored during the days while everyone was living their lives. you had spent so much time worrying about peter that you forgot about your real life. you considered getting a job. you decided that was a future you problem. for now, you were going to read and chill on the beach. maybe next week you’ll find a job.

as you’re lost in your book, your trance is broken by a loud crack of thunder outside. it was so sudden that it made you physically jump from your position spread out on the couch to completely sitting upright. you look outside and your eyes widen. the sky was so intensely dark that you wondered how you didn’t notice the lighting in the entire house dim. a few moments later, the rain begins to pour down, falling in literal sheets. you didn’t start to panic until the wind picked up and the next rumble of thunder shook the entire house. you shot up from the couch, your mind immediately racing, trying to think of where everyone else was, and trying to figure out if there was anything you needed to do to keep the house safe from the storm. suddenly, you remember that conrad was at the beach. everyone else was out somewhere where they could definitely find shelter, but conrad had gone surfing just an hour ago. your heart began to race as you ran to the door, trying to see out to the beach. but, the visibility was terrible. the wind was insane, and the rain would not stop coming. you pull out your phone and text him, which you figure is a long shot, but it was worth a try. while you had your phone out, other texts began to flood in.

belly: hey, u okay? storm picked up pretty fast. powers out at the club, they’re sending us home as soon as it calms down a bit

laurel: Are you and Conrad the only ones home? Are you guys okay? Go into the basement if you get too worried or if the wind picks up more. Keep me updated.

steven: hey, you okay? is conrad with you?

jeremiah: this storm is WILD. stay inside, i’ll be home soon. no lifeguarding when the weather could kill you!😋

as you’re reading everyone’s messages, the sliding door opens. your head shoots up and you breathe a sigh of relief at the sight of conrad, completely drenched, standing on the mat inside the door. you throw your phone down and immediately hug him tightly, not caring that he was all wet. “thank god you’re okay.”

he hesitates, but hugs you back. “yeah. saw the storm coming, but still got caught in it. you okay?”

you pull back and nod. “me? i’m fine. you scared me shitless, though.”

“sorry,” he smiles sheepishly. “where’s everyone else?”

“belly and jere are at the club, but they’ll be back soon they say. i think steven’s there too. i don’t know about our moms. they were super weird when they left, just said they had to go into town and they’d be back later. i’ve heard from my mom, though.”

conrad’s face drops when you mention your moms and their secrecy. he runs his hand through his hair and sighs. “alright. i’m gonna go change. let me know if you hear anything else. and uh, stay away from the windows, okay?”

you nod and he walks past you and up the stairs. honestly, that was the most you had talked to him since you guys got to cousins. but, as jeremiah and belly both told you, there was something going on with him. you knew that there was nothing anyone could do about it, though. conrad was stubborn. he was going to figure this out on his own, and reach out when he was ready. at least, that’s what you kept telling yourself.

a minute after conrad disappears up the stairs, the power goes out. you groan in frustration, taking note of the immediate drop in temperature and the very little light inside the house. in a house with so many windows, you’d think it would not get that dark. today though, with the conditions of the grey sky and never ending rain, there was no natural light coming in. luckily, you knew that susannah always had candles, so after searching a few cabinets, you found her collection. you lit a bunch of them with matches, placing them all around the downstairs to attempt to spread the light. then, you lit the fireplace, hoping to add some warmth to the room. in anticipation of everyone else getting home, you grab some blankets from the closet and put them on the couch, finding the softest one and wrapping it around your own body.

a moment later, to your surprise, the front door creeks open. you peek around the corner (making sure it wasn’t a murderer first), and sigh when you see that it’s steven, belly, and jeremiah, all drenched from the rain, just like conrad was.

“what are you guys doing here?” you ask, moving towards them. “i figured you’d be at the club a while. the roads are too shitty to be driving on.”

jeremiah and steven share a nervous look, then look back at you. “i uh—” jeremiah starts. “i drove us back.”

“you what?” you ask, your face dropping.

jeremiah took a step towards you. “(y/n), i know. but listen, we were all so worried about you and conrad being here alone. we just figured it was safer for all of us if we came home. and the drive wasn’t even bad, i promise. we made it here, right? we’re okay!”

“you could’ve died, jeremiah,” you say. “you could’ve killed yourself or belly or steven or all of you. they close the roads when it storms like this for a reason.”

“he drove really well,” steven chimes in. “like, even better than usual. and you know that jere’s like the best driver. it really was okay.”

you sigh and look at all three of them. they all had guilty yet worried expressions on their faces, and belly wouldn’t even look at you. you sigh. “you’re all idiots. go change, guys. i got the fire going in the living room when you’re done.”

“yes ma’am!” steven salutes you and trudges up the stairs, belly following close behind. jeremiah stays for a moment, facing you.

“(y/n), i’m sorry. i really am. i just…we figured that family needs to stay together. and when the power went out, we were just worried about you guys here. conrad’s okay, right?” jeremiah sidetracks. you nod and point upstairs and he sighs. “okay good. just, don’t be mad. please. i promise we didn’t mean to worry you.”

you sigh and rest your forehead on his shoulder. “not mad at you. i just…freaked out. that really was a terrible thing, jere. i don’t know what i would’ve done if something happened to you guys.”

he wraps his arms around you and squeezes you lightly. “you don’t have to think about that. we made it.”

“i know. i just wish you would’ve stayed where it was safe so the thought didn’t have to exist at all.”

“you’re happy we’re here, though,” jeremiah teases. you push him away lightly, shaking your head.

“whatever. go change. check on conrad while you’re up there.”

“whatever you say,” he gives you one last smile before heading up the stairs. you turn back to the living room, throwing yourself down onto your favorite spot on the couch. eventually, belly appears in the doorway. you hold your blanketed arm out and she sits next to you, wrapping the blanket over her shoulders. her skin is cold next to you, so you grab another blanket and lay it over her. she rests her head on your shoulder.

“sorry we almost died,” she says after a few minutes. you sigh.

“it’s okay, bells. i’m just glad you guys are okay,” you say. “how was your practice today?”

she shrugs. “it was fine. it was dance practice, though. and i was alone. i just…i gotta figure out who’s gonna escort me soon or else i’m gonna get in so much trouble.”

“what about cam? i thought you were gonna ask him.”

belly stretches. “i uh, broke things off with him, actually.”

“you did?” you ask, shocked. “why?”

“conrad’s been, um, different with me lately. a good different. i just have thought, maybe…” she trails off, her eyes focused on her lap. you bump her shoulder with yours lightly.

“just be careful with your heart, bells. make sure you know what you’re getting into before you dive headfirst, okay?”

belly nods. “i know. thank you.”

she settles back on your shoulder and the two of you sit in comfortable silence for a while. soon enough, jeremiah comes back downstairs, steven close behind him. steven immediately grabs a blanket and beelines for a spot on the floor next to the fire.

“this feels incredible.”

you smile. “we’re just lucky susannah put wood in there recently. otherwise we would’ve been screwed.”

“hey, uh, where is she?” jeremiah asks, as if he had just noticed her absence. “and laurel?”

“they went into town earlier,” you explain. “wouldn’t tell me why. but my mom texted me not too long ago. they should be okay.”

jeremiah nods, although he seems somewhat unconvinced. “okay. thank you.”

before you can say anything else, he disappears into the kitchen. belly calls out, “don’t open the fridge!” and he laughs. “i know!”

eventually, conrad joins you guys in the living room and you’re all sprawled out, talking and laughing like you used to do a lot when you were kids. as you’ve gotten older, all of you were still close, but had definitely grown apart from where you were as young kids. things change as you grow up, people change. as much as it hurt, it truly was inevitable for anyone. but this, this felt like it used to. these people felt like home.

“oh my god do you guys remember that one time when we were at the boardwalk and conrad puked after the tilt-a-whirl so belly ran away and we couldn’t find her for an hour?” steven says. you all burst into laughter, even belly, who’s cheeks turned slightly pink.

“it was gross! i wanted to get away from it, then i got lost. i cried that entire hour.”

“we’ve gotta go back to the boardwalk this summer,” you say after you all stopped laughing as hard. “we haven’t been in years! i miss it there!”

“yes please!” jeremiah exclaims. “i hear they’ve added more rides that are like, utterly terrifying.”

“that’s…definitely something to be excited about,” belly says sarcastically. “but yes, definitely we’ve gotta go. maybe after deb season is over, though. i just feel like i have too much going on right now as it is.”

“oh yeah,” steven says. “bells, who are you bringing as your escort? isn’t the deadline like, the end of the week? the ball is in like less than three weeks.”

belly casts a quick look at conrad, but almost immediately after they lock eyes, she looks away. “i…don’t know. i’ll figure it out. i hope.”

“i can take you if you want, bells,” jeremiah pipes up. everyone looks at him, shocked. your heart drops. “i mean, i was at your dance lesson today. i know a lot of what goes on. and i know i’ve got a suit somewhere. if you don’t find anyone else, just let me know.”

belly grins at him. “thank you, jere. i’ll probably take you up on that.”

the two of them share a smile and you look down at your hands, your stomach suddenly in knots. did he really just offer to be an escort for belly? after all his big talk about never participating last year? out of everyone in cousins, belly was the exception for him? suddenly, you felt like an idiot. of course she was the exception. they’ve always been best friends. you felt so stupid for ever thinking that maybe things were shifting to more for the two of you. it was for the better, anyways, right? he could be belly’s escort to the ball, you could watch them be perfect together, and pretend it didn’t bother you. exactly like how you had acted every summer before now while jeremiah flirted with other people. nothing had to change. you just had to get these thoughts out of your head.

you’re broken out of your thoughts by belly bumping your shoulder with hers. “(y/n)? you good?”

“huh?” you look at her, suddenly aware you had been just staring at nothing. “oh. yeah, i’m fine,” you take a quick glance at jeremiah, who suddenly is really interested in his blanket. you stand up abruptly. “i’ll just, i’ll be back.”

before anyone can say anything, you go upstairs, and close your bedroom door behind you. you felt terrible for ruining the good vibe that the five of you had going, but you really were starting to feel sick. as much as you tried to suppress your feelings for jeremiah, it really wasn’t ever going to work. you would forever feel this pathetic longing for him; always be the one pining. it wasn’t fair, honestly. he was the one who constantly flirted with you and went out of his way to do things to make you feel special, yet you were the only one with feelings. it was a disgusting feeling. you wished for nothing more than for it to go away. good for belly for finding someone to escort her. good for jeremiah for finding his one exception in his life. good for both of them. you just had to play supportive sister in all of this, even if it made you sick.

[suckerforprettyboys]

taylor swift?- c. cameron

(after being dragged to a party by a useless friend, cam realizes that whale talk is more effective than dirty talk)

c. cameron x reader, no use of y/n

2nd person pov, WC: 637

warnings: none, super cute

Cameron was always seen as kind of an oddball. He had never had many friends growing up, and the friends he did have never managed to stick around. They always had the same excuse. “We don’t have anything in common anymore, sorry.”

And at some point, he began to wonder if he was the problem. How come everyone around him was changing so much so fast? Why was he still the same? Would anyone see him as an actual friend and not as a person to keep around just for the hell of it?

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Cameron sat in the corner, a red solo cup clasped neatly between his two hands. He had been dragged to yet another random party by a random friend. Apparently, said friend claimed they were sleeping at Cam’s, but just decided to bring him along. Made sense, he was a cover story for a lot of people. Parents liked him.

His eyes scanned the crowd, looking for anyone he could strike up conversation with. When no one caught his eyes, or looked in his direction for that matter, he resorted to checking the weather in different countries across the world.

As Cam grew inpatient his foot began to tap the tune of “Mean” by Taylor Swift. And, like any swiftie would, he began to hum the tune. As he was half way through the song, you just so happened to interrupt him.

“Hey, is that Taylor Swift?” 

“Hmm?” He says, shutting his phone at the sound of a woman’s voice. This poor boy. “Oh. Ye-yeah. It’s ‘Mean’ from Speak Now. It’s arguably one of her best albums, sold 507,000 copies.” He continues rambling about 'Speak Now' and how much he loved it. His mouth moved faster than his brain and he had to stop and apologize for the sudden overload of information

“No, no, that was very insightful,” You laugh. 

“I’m Cam. Cameron. Either one.” He jumbles together, sticking his hand out for a handshake. You introduce yourself as well, shaking his extended hand with a laugh.

“Well, it is lovely to meet you Cam Cameron. Got any other cool facts stored away?”

He looks at you funny for a second before answering. “Like, actually? You really wanna know?”

“Yeah! Why not, whatcha you got?” You laugh.

“Alright, well how do you feel about whales?” Cameron goes on, explaining how he is doing some fancy biology internship on a whale research boat. He then goes on by giving you as many whale facts he can with a single breath.

Eventually the two of you had made your way outside of the loud house, Cam still on his whale rant.

“Gosh,” he stops himself, “I’m so sorry, I’ve been talking for hours..”

“No, I enjoyed it! Most of the time I have to do the talking, it’s…refreshing,”

Cameron looks at you a little baffled, before gazing up towards the sky. The two of you sit in comfortable silence for a while, just enjoying each other’s presence. 

Sadly though, you had a curfew that was close approaching. Your shoulder bumps into his, grabbing his attention.

“Well, Mr. Cam Cameron, I should get going,”

“Oh yeah, of course,” He trails off, having heard that line before. Something in his brain was absolutely adamant that he had talked too much, or not enough, or said something you hated.

“Can I, uh, get your number, Cameron?” Your use of his actual name had him absolutely head over heels and he knew he was done for. “You never know, might have some whale questions I need answered in the middle of the night,”

“Yeah of course. I’m willing to answer any questions,” He smiles, punching his number into your phone. You text him once he hands it back to confirm it was correct.

“Night, Cameron,” You say over your shoulder, smiling.

He’s pretty sure he responds, not quite sure as he is busy searing the sound of your voice into his head.

[braidlottie]

Can i ask you to write more Van smut plsplspls? Love him for being such a praise driven bottom.

bottom!van 🔛🔝 well that wouldn’t make sense bc he’s bottoming- 💥

“i wanna taste you so bad.. wanna make you cum,” van’s hands gripped your waist as he kissed your neck. he had that pitiful yet adorable look in his eyes, you could tell he really wanted this.

“on your knees, then,” you tilted your head, pushing his shoulders down. he dropped to his knees, looking up at you with a glisten in his eyes. “take ‘em off.”

he wasted no time stripping your underwear off, pulling them all the way down to your ankles. he spread your pussy with his thumbs, making a sound of frustration when you shooed them away.

“ah ah, no hands. only your tongue.”

with his hands behind his back, van sucked on your clit like a leech, his tongue flicking all sorts of ways through your lips. you breathily moaned, tossing your head back. “mmm, just like that baby. such a good boy.”

you heard van moaning against your cunt, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure throughout your body. you soon realized van’s hand was down his pants, trying to give himself some pleasure as well.

“what did i say about your hands, hmm?”

he just whined, bucking his hips into his only hand. his chin and lips were covered with your slick and his saliva. he was so hungry for it, your taste. he wanted to make you cum sooo badly. and you did just that.

your knees buckled as you came into van’s mouth, your whole body shuddering because of his tongue licking long strokes against your sensitive bud.

“i think you deserve a reward now, don’t you?” you grabbed him up from the floor, pushing him onto the bed.

[minimickzy]

Literally Just Us || Lottie Matthews

dialog prompts: "Spin the bottle" "It's literally just us

Characters: Lottie x Reader, Van, Natalie, Jackie, and Shauna

Word count: 1529

“Lottie Matthew’s you are the most beautiful person I’ve ever met.” You smirked as you took the joint from her lips and brought it to your own.

“Mm, you flatter me too much.” Her cheeks pushed up and caused the outside of her eyes to crinkle as she smiled, blowing smoke out.

“Not possible”

She laughed, the rosiness of her cheeks intensifing.

“Okay stop hogging it and pass it already.” Natalie deadpanned next to you- making a grabby hand in front of your face.

Lottie, Natalie, Van and you stood outside Lottie’s back door. The inside was buzzing with teens- most already drunk or high as it was rounding midnight.

Your gaze slid across her house, the big windows and golden light peeking out of them. Music seeming to make the stutters shake with the beat.

You must be pretty high already- or maybe just tried because you zoned out thinking about something you wouldn’t remember in 10 minutes when Van blew smoke right in your face, causing you to cough and stumble back in shock as the other three laughed at you.

“Yeah yeah- very funny.” You croaked out between coughs.

The girls calmed down. Lottie finished the joint and stomped it into the dirt next to the deck.

“We should head back in before Jeff and Jackie get into a screaming match again.” Natalie groans.

“Jeff! It was just Shauna it doesn’t count as sex!” Van mocked Jackie’s voice, earning laughs from the others.

“God when is she gonna have her come to Jesus moment.” You asked as you shook your head towards the ground.

“Hopefully soon- I can’t take much more of Shauna's puppy dog eyes- they're like haunting my dreams.” Lottie laughed as she swung the door open.

The party was still in full swing, people milling around with red solo cups and beer bottles. All of Wiskayok’s teens crowded in one house- a house that was amazingly able to fit them all.

Technically this party was for the football team but Lottie's house was the party house because of its size and the fact her parents were always gone and didn’t give a shit what she did.

You could tell it hurt her. You didn’t know the complexity of their relationship and it wasn’t really your place but you could see that they all loved each other- something just stopped them from knowing how to show it.

Jackie and Shauna stood against the counter, bickering about something. Shauna rolled her eyes before meeting yours. “Please tell me you have more beer in the basement Lottie.” She huffed out as she left Jackie with her mouth flapping like a fish.

“Sorry Shauna- we used up the reserves after the game last week.”

“Shit- I guess that’s my cue then.”

Natalie gave her a solute as Shauna gave all of you a little wave, ignoring Jackie on the way out.

You let out a low whistle. Van copied your sound and then joked, “is right. That was hard to watch.”

People were starting to leave in a steady stream. You and Van started to pick up stray bottles and cups as Lottie and Natalie kicked the few people left out.

The four of you stuck together at almost every party, when tai would be willing to put down homework and join, she’d fit in like another puzzle piece.

Because you all were a group and Lottie was the party house owner- it also meant that you’d tend to have a mini sleepover after each party.

Lucky you all had a system and it only took a little less 40 minutes to clean up the mess.

After the cleaning was done the four of you set up camp in the living room. You grabbed the mattress from one of the storage rooms and dragged them in front of the big tv.

Can face planted onto the mattress as soon as it was in place. “This bed is softer than mine at home I swear to god.” The mattress muffled her voice.

“Did you guys wanna play a game?” Lottie asked giving the mattress a tiny kick.

Van flopped her arm up, “To tried.”

“Yeah count me out too, I’m ready to pass out,” Natalie said joining her on the

“Boo. You guys are lame” Lottie laughed in a sing-song voice. She bumped your arm and gave you the big round eyes and little smile she knew would win you over every time. “What about you?”

“Sure lot.” You smiled back at her and she led you to the kitchen with your hand in hers.

She bent over and opened one of the lower cabinets, reaching back at a weird angle with a look of concentration.

“What are you doing?” You chuckled.

“You’ll see.” She continued to rummage for a few more seconds before the look of victory lit up her face. “Gotcha!”

Out she pulled a huge plastic bag of Skittles. “Did you hide that?” You laughed as she looked at the bag in her hands like it was her firstborn.

“Yeah- if my parents from candy they’d throw it out- a bottle of vodka, sure that’s fine but god forbid I eat a snack with sugar in it.”

You rolled your eyes, “I don’t get your parents.”

“Yeah, I don’t either.” You could hear the shift in her voice. A tone that said more than her words ever could.

You desperately wanted to bring her back to earth with you, in the big kitchen with soft yellow lights and a big ass bag of Skittles. “So!” You clapped your hands together. “What game are you thinking?”

The shift happened again, this time back to the after-party giddiness. “Hmmm, I don’t know…. How about truth or dare?”

You rolled your eyes, “Okay- a throwback to 7th grade. I like it.”

You moved to the parlor (wow you forgot how rich Lottie was sometimes) and kneeled on one side of a coffee table, gesturing for Lottie to take the seat opposite of you.

“Alrighty, your idea so you go first, truth or dare?”

“Truth”

“Do you actually like Jackie or do you only talk to her for the team?”

Lottie made an affronted noise and leaned across the small table to hit you on the shoulder. You made a weak attempt to dodge her attack and laughed, “What?! You have to tell me! Honestly.”

She looked at you seriously but couldn’t hold the façade and laughed. “I can’t stand her”

“I knew it!”

“God don’t tell anyone! I just see how much she hurts Shauna and she doesn’t even realize it! Okay, your turn- truth or dare?”

“Okay- truth.”

“You’re so boring-“

“You literally picked the same thing!”

“Hmmmmm…” she bummed over you. And then squinted her eyes, sizing you up. “Did you actually fuck Randy after homecoming?”

“Oh my fucking god Lottie! No, Jesus, no!”

She laughed and put her hands up in surrender, “Hey I was just checking, that rumor was going around the school for weeks.”

You shuddered, “Lottie no- Randy? First of all- not my type. Second of all never even kissed anyone.”

She gave you a slightly shocked confused look, “I’m sorry what?”

“Yup. Kiss virgin over here.” You have a little laugh trying to lighten the mood.

“Okay, new game- spin the bottle.”

“It’s literally just us.”

“So?”

Your smile faded, the conversation taking a turn you were expecting, and we’re entirely ready for.

“Uh… here..” Lottie stood up and wandered from the room. Leaving you to gawk at where she had just been. You heard some shuffling from the other room, and then water running, before she reappeared- an empty beer bottle in hand. “I got it out of the trash- Don’t worry- I cleaned it.”

You let out a nervous laugh. “Are you being serious?”

Sometimes it was hard to tell when it came to Lottie, whether or not she was serious or just making a slightly off-kilter joke.

“Yeah- a throwback to 7th grade right?”

You took a deep breath as she sat back down across you and set the bottle on its side in front of you. “Right.”

“Go ahead.”

You quriked your eyebrow up

“Spin the bottle.”

“Oh yeah, duh.”

You grabbed the bottle and gave it a steady spin. You knew in your mind it really didn’t matter where it landed, after all there was literally only the two of you.

You must of spun it harder than you thought as the bottle spun and spun for what felt that minutes before lottie spoke up, “I can’t wait any longer.”

She basically lunched herself across the table, cupping your cheeks with both hands and giving you a long, hard kiss.

She pulled back, just a hair, and met your eyes. You could see the determination and sometime akin to passion. “Lot-” She cut you off with her lips, captured yours in a practiced dance.

You only pulled back when you thought you’d pass out from lack of air. “Jesus.”

“No, Just me.” She gave you a cheeky smile as she whipped her chin. “We should play that again sometime.”

“Okay but only when it’s just us.”

[totheblood]

text pranks with modern!ellie

a/n: idk i had this idea and i wanted to do it... i love my ellie pookie bear so bad LMAO

[elliesmainhoe]

Ellie Williams Headcanons: Delinquent!Ellie

Reader and Ellie are both 18, but are still in high school ❤️

You're parents did NOT like Ellie.

They told you she was a 'bad influence', and you couldn't argue because well, she was.

You met via a classic cliché. Ellie was failing English and due to you being the top English student in your year/ class.

And well ta-da, now you tutor Ellie.

Ellie was a stubborn little shit when it came to studying. At the beginning, she never turned up on time and didn't pay attention to what you were saying, distracted by your 'pretty face', as she put it.

You'd been going over the same basic principle with Ellie over and over again. It was getting tiring.

"Ellie, I swear to God, I'm going to slap you if you don't start focusing"

"oh~ don't hit me princess. Wouldn't want you to mess up your pretty little manicure." She smirked.

"Don't try me Williams"

Ellie loves walking you to your lessons. Her class could be on the other side of the school she'd still walk you there. (Not that she goes to her classes)

Loves walking around hand In hand with you.

You bite her. Idk you just definitely seem like the type of person to just nibble on delinquent!Ellie out of love ❤️.

"Ow!" Ellie yelled pulling her arm away from you quickly. "The fuck was that! Did you just fucking bite me!"

"Yes."

"And why did you do that?!"

"Cause I love you"

"You bit me because you love me?"

"Yes."

"Jesus Christ."

Comes over to your house just to distract you from your homework.

Sits you on her lap all the time. You always have a seat when she's around <33

Imagine her picking you up for a date in her rust bucket car lmao.

Gentlewoman of the year award goes to delinquent!Ellie. This woman knows how to give respect.

So so so protective.

Is a dude bothering you? He's out cold on the floor before you can even blink.

Movie nights in with her 😍

Cute pet names include "Princess, sweetheart, pretty, doll face"

Annoying pet names include: "Ankle biter (bcuz she says your short), ass hole"

You call her with her last name when you're annoyed at her.

You are her prized possession, everyone knows that your hers and she's yours.

Having matching jewelry with her, a bracelet, necklace, rings. Especially one with eachother's names engraved in them 💕

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Delinquent Ellie my beloved❤️

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[coeurify]

sub!ellie riding the strap oh my god

yea.. yea. 18+ under the cut. soft dom!reader , subby!ellie . written a bit more like hc, lemme know if you want it expanded upon. its super short🫣

I Just know Ellie would take the strap so well, knees spread all pretty on either side of you. You’d tell her to do it herself when you sat on the bed with the strap. Ellie had complained at first, as she usually did.. but it didn’t take long for her to climb up on your lap and sink down onto the strap with a little pout on her face.

Your hands wouldn’t bother holding her hips, you knew she was strong enough to bounce herself. Instead they would travel up her sides, scratching pretty little red lines into the pale skin. You’d coax her out of the sports bra she wore, which she whined about it— but a snap up with your hips quieted that rather quickly. Your fingers finding her nipples, pulling and swiping over the little buds in the way that made her mouth fall open.. pretty little grunts filling the muggy air.

God, she would look so fuckin’ pretty moving up and down on the strap, hands grasping at your shoulders.. your neck.. whatever she could get her hands on. You only really saw Ellie fall apart like this in the bedroom, and you would cherish every moment of it. You’d praise her the whole way through, painting her cheeks a pretty peony color. Praise was probably one of her favorite things. “So pretty els.. taking it so well for me. Keep going baby, want you to come on my strap.”

Ellie would be in literal heaven from your words, whining and pushing herself down harder and faster to hear more of the praises come from you. You always provided, calling her every pet name knew she loved, promising her she was doing so well.. that she was so perfect. She was, especially when she took your strap like that.

[elli3luvs]

monster mash

summary: meeting the prettiest girl you have ever seen in a shitty party city costume wasn't what you had in store for your night.

genre: fluff!

wc: 500

a/n: just a silly little thing i thought of haha i kinda want to see ellie in a dracula costume.... also!! i have really been struggling with smut requests recently like i've tried and they are falling really short so if you have requested smut it probably won't happen </33 i'm so so sorry i just don't want to disappoint! i hope you understand <3

the material rubbing against your arms was enough to make you wish you never came out to this party. you were having fun, and halloween parties were always your favorite, but the last-minute nature of your costume made you feel like a poor sport. it wasn't even a funny last-minute costume. it was a cheap pleather costume making you look like a mouse. the poorly drawn whiskers from your already drunk friend were just the icing on the cake.

real sexy.

you set your drink on the counter behind you while crossing your arms over your chest. looking out at all the drunk people dancing while 'monster mash' blared through the speakers for the 90th time was your favorite activity. you spotted your friend dina grinding against jesse. a grimace graced your face, knowing that in the morning you would have to hear all about that. jesse looks at you with an enthusiastic smile, mouthing, 'she's not mad at me anymore!' before he goes back to focusing on dina.

"i need to get drunker to be able to watch that," you mutter to yourself, twisting to grab your drink. your fingers just barely grasp the red cup before a random hand shoots out to your forearm effectively stopping you from picking up said drink.

it was a girl in a vampire costume, fake blood dribbling down her chin while two fake bite marks settled on her neck. you couldn't tell if being that pale was makeup or if that was just her normal face, "i wouldn't drink that." her eyes were wide and urgent looking while she spoke.

your eyebrows furrow at her frantic nature, "what? why not?"

she grabs the drink and throws the remaining liquid down the drain, "dick head over there put a packet of something in it." she nods her head toward a guy who looked the type. he was hunched in the corner of the room, staring you down.

you groan while rolling your eyes, "can't even have fun at a halloween party these days."

the vampire — you decided to call her — leaned against the counter next to you while she hands you a new drink. her eyes were piercing the nasty man who skittered away like a stupid rat.

the music got louder with the new song forcing her to lean closer to you, "men, am i right?"

you laughed at that, nodding your head, "can't do anything! thanks for saving me from that awful fate!"

she shrugs, "i couldn't just let you drink it," one of her friends calls her name, cutting your time with her short. you wish you were able to hear what her friend called her. maybe dina knew her name, "besides... you're a pretty girl. i was gonna come up to you anyway." she saunters off, joining her friend group with a broad grin.

maybe the mouse costume was really sexy after all.

[elliesmainhoe]

Ellie Williams Headcanons:

HockeyPlayer!Ellie X Cheerleader!Reader

Okay okay okay this is so cute

You go watch her practice and vice versa, sitting down and watching eachother with heart eyes.

Massive simp.

Shows you off to everyone, wrapping her arm around your waist, glaring at any other player that even dares to look your way.

Thinks that your cheer uniform is so hot and 9/10 her admiring you in it turns into a pre match work out in the changing rooms iykyk 😏.

Calls you 'Baby, Princess, sweet girl, cutie'

Kisses for good luck before every game.

Has punched one of her teammates at a after match party for getting too close to you.

Always laces up your skates for you.

Shit. You were late again.

Your hair was messily done up in your usual ponytail, uniform hastily put on and skates in hand as you rushed into the rink.

"Y/L/N where the hell have you been?!" A deep male voice yelled at you as soon you came into his vision.

"Sorry coach"

"Five minutes until you have to be on the ice. Skates on. Now."

"Yes coach" you mumbled, rushing towards a bench and sitting down, fumbling to put on your skates.

"I feel betrayed" Ellie said, making your head shoot up in surprise. "Hey Ells" you replied, a beaming smile shooting across your face.

"Nah-ah, don't smile at me traitor" she laughed, crouching down and taking the skates laces out of your hands.

"This is my job. In my girlfriend contract, it states very clearly that doing up your skates is my job." She joked, tying the shoes onto your feet securely.

"Now go, show 'em who's boss cutie." She whispered kissing your cheek and gesturing towards your awaiting squad.

Does up your hair and she's so good at it too. Her favorite style is to braid it into a pony tail ❤️

Let's assume that when you do your makeup before you go on the ice glitter is involved.

Ellie finds glitter everywhere.

Her gym bag? Yes. Her clothes? Absolutely. Her bed? Of course

Wears one of your scrunchies on her wrist like a badge of honor.

And never ever ever takes it off. (Except to shower obvs)

She loves scoring, simply because when she looks towards you in the crowd, your jumping up and down, clapping your hands and cheering before blowing her a kiss and winking.

When she finally gets off the ice after winning a game, she grabs you and lifts you up, arm resting over your short skirt so that you don't flash anyone and kisses you so passionately.

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you belong with me -- e. williams

!? - ellie williams x fem!reader

!? - friends to enimies to lovers (sorta), sfw, mentions of dina x ellie, kind of angst, alcohol/alcohol consumption, may or may not be a part 2

walkin the streats with you and your worn out jeans

you try not to brush your hand against ellie's.

she has a girlfriend. you know it, and so does everyone else in jackson.

you aren't jealous of dina, per say.

you just think you're better for ellie.

"(y/n)," ellie says, snapping you out of your thoughts. you look to your left, where the girl is looking at you worriedly.

"you okay?"

you smile, shaking your head. "yeah, i'm fine."

i can't help thinking this is how it ought to be

"so, how's dina?" you ask, then immediately wish you hadn't. ellie's face lights up, and she walks a little faster at the mention of her girlfriend.

"dina's good, great. she's taking me out tonight."

your cheeks flame with the red color of jealousy, "that's great, els! where's she taking you?" you don't know what answer to expect. maybe she'll tell you that she's just kidding.

"the park. it's a picnic."

no luck.

"oh, cool," you smile anyways, looking down at your wrist. "oh, wow, it's getting late. you should probably go get ready for your date." you run off back in the direction of your house, leaving ellie to look confused.

"(y/n), you don't even have a watch on-"

laughing on a park bench thinking to myself, hey isn't this easy?

"(y/n)", ellie walks up to you with her arms crossed. you swing your legs back and forth, leaning against the bench.

"oh, hey, ellie!" you feign innocence, looking around the otherwise empty park. "i forgot you and dina were coming to the park tonight!"

no, you didn't.

"where is she, by the way?" you ask, bring your gaze to meet ellie's.

she sighs, "she's probably just running late. why are you here?"

"i'm waiting for jesse to pick me up." you smile, looking around until you find the boy walking up to you and ellie. "here he is. have fun on your date!"

not.

ellie grumbles something under her breath, and you try not to grin wider at the sight of her growing frustrated.

you say you're fine, i know you better than that

you're alone at the bar, jesse having left to go dance with a girl some minutes ago.

you take another sip of the drink in front of you, and deciding to check up on ellie, you pull out your phone to text her.

hey, els, how's it going?

you don't expect an immediate text back, but not thirty seconds later the personalized 'ding!' of your phone puts a smile on your face.

fine.

you roll your eyes.

come on, ellie, i know you better than that.

you're left on read.

oh, i remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night

you awake to a loud knock on your front door. your head snaps up, and you wince at the uncomfortable feeling of the couch you fell asleep on.

the knock at the door sounds again, though this time it's slightly masked by the sound of the rain pouring down on your roof.

you stand up, slowly walking over to the front door. you slide out the lock, and open it slightly.

"ellie?" you exclaim, pulling the girl inside to stand on your welcome mat.

"one second." you run to your bathroom, grabbing a towel and then dashing back to where ellie awkwardly stands, taking her shoes off. you hand her the towel and she pats herself down, drying her clothes the best that she can.

you frown. "els, it's midnight. what happened?"

"dina ghosted me."

you try not to smile.

i'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're bout to cry

"shit, ellie." you say, walking up to her and taking her face into your hands. "are you okay?"

"she fucking ghosted me."

you start to let your smile crack through. "like, as in stood you up, or she died?"

the laugh that comes out of ellie's mouth is like music to your ears. "honestly? i wish it was the second."

you frown. "so, now what?"

"could i stay here tonight? please?"

you can only nod, leading her into your room and handing her a pair of boxers and an oversized tee shirt from your closet.

"here. i won't look, scout's honor." you promise. ellie smiles, "i don't care."

you close your eyes anyways, and when she gives you the okay to open them you crawl into your bed, ellie following.

it's awkward as you lay next to each other, until you both simultaneously turn on your sides, facing one another.

i know your favorite songs, and you tell me about your dreams

"i had a dream last night," ellie whispers.

"oh yeah? what was it about?"

she shuffles closer to you, draping an arm over your waist protectively. "you."

think i know where you belong

"and?"

she bites her lip, furrowing her eyebrows. "i lied earlier, (y/n). dina didn't stand me up."

"so what happened?"

"i broke up with her."

think i know it's with me

you wish you could ignore the way her gaze drops down to your lips, and you wish you could ignore the way your stomach does flips when they stay there.

"fuck," she breathes, "can i kiss you?"

you don't respond verbally, instead connecting the distance between you two with a soft kiss to her lips. it's a quick kiss, and when you pull away she pecks your forehead.

"goodnight, els."

"night, (y/n)."

[vampieteeth]

ellie bites your lip when she kisses you <3 curls her fingers in your hair and tilts your head up, just a little mean. squeezes the back of your neck and hums, pleased, when you whine against her mouth <3

[elsweetheart]

i just know ellie is the best kisser, even to the point where she gets flustered.

the two of you would be making out, and it just feels so good that you can’t help letting little moans out because how is she doing that with her mouth? and after a while ellie pulls away for a moment, dropping her head down against your shoulder panting. “fuck.” she breathes out and you giggle in confusion.

“what? are you out of breath?” you question, running your hands down her strong shoulders before she looks up at you, flushed across her freckled cheeks and brows furrowed slightly.

“no, i mean yeah— but— shit, the noises you make are just so…” she closes her eyes for a moment and luckily so, because she would have exploded if she saw how doe eyed you went.

“oh, m’sorry ellie. i didn’t mean to— you’re just a good kisse—”

“don’t say sorry, oh my god. it’s hot— i just, you’re making me wanna fuck you and i told myself i’d take it slow with you, okay?”

oh.

[booppooo]

don't get it twisted, Ellie is such a hot fucking top

but sometimes i wanna see her cum so many times she can't even talk

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Clueless

there’s a few things you loved, the color pink and your girlfriend in her softball uniform. the way the white pants hugged her muscular thighs and the red and white jersey she wore that looked so good on her tan skin. you cheer as ellie went up, swinging her bat in her hand. “she looks so hot.” you say to dina as you two sit on the bleachers

“the new uniforms are really nice.” dina says stuffing her mouth with the popcorn. you watch as the pitcher throws the ball to ellie. she hits the ball hard making it fly straight in the air. 

“shit.” you heard somebody say behind you. the ball went up into the crowd as ellie jogged around the diamond in no rush. she was always hitting home runs. it’s amazing how good she was at softball. beating some of the highest scores as a freshman in collage. she got ton of media recognition which gained a lot of fans that fawned over her on tiktok. ellie paid the fans no mind she only had eyes for you. 

“yess! go ellie!” you cheer clapping your hands.  dina laughs at you being the supportive girlfriend. you never missed a game. you knew ellie always looked forward to seeing after game so you never missed the chance to come watch her. 

you continued to watch and cheer with dina till the game was over. ellie team won with a score of 28-10. now you were waiting for her outside of the locker room while she showered and did her interviews. 

ellie walks out the bathroom holding her duffle bag. “ellie!” you jump in her arms grinning. ellie smiles, lifting you off of your feet as you giggled kissing her cheek, “congratulations. you did so good.” you kiss her lips. 

“thank you princess. ready to get out of here?”

“yes i’ll drive. i know you’re probably tired.” you take the car keys out her hands while you two walk out the building.

you two went back to ellie’s apartment that was near campus. most of your time was spent in this apartment. if you weren’t here you were in your dorm on the phone with ellie who would beg you to come back to her place. 

you took a nice shower after being in the sun sweating all day while ellie waited for you in bed wearing her sports bra and boxers. when you came out you were wearing one of her white t-shirts and your underwear. ellie was on the bed on the verge of sleep after a long day. 

“babe don’t go to sleep,” you whine, getting in bed with her. ellie eyes open as you laid beside her looking at her with your big doe eyes. 

“i want to tell you how hot you looked in your uniform.” you grin poking her nose. . ellie laughs watching you move to straddle her waist. “well tell me then.” she smiles, squeezing your hips.  

“you looked so hot babe.” you grin putting your hand on her stomach, feeling the ripples of her abs underneath. “just wanted to take you that lockeroom and let you use me.” you said grinding your hips on her thigh. 

ellie grabs your to stop your movements, “not tonight bunny. i’m too sore and tired.”

 every time you tried to make advances at her it was always, ‘i’m too tired or sore from practice or games.’ you two haven’t had sex in a month. you were so pent up and sexually frustrated. your fingers and toys just weren’t enough. they didn’t compare to ellie. 

“not tonight.” ellie said, completely letting you down. you just wanted to cry, but the tiredness on ellie’s face told you not to. don’t ruin her happy day. 

you lay back down beside with a frown on her face. you turned your back to her as a signal that you were angry. ellie didn’t even care. she didn’t wrap her arms around you whispering sorry, or try to tell you a funny joke to make you giggle, no instead you got silence. 

you turn around seeing her sleeping peacefully. she laying on her stomach with her mouth softly open and her lashes resting on her freckled cheeks. 

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“it’s like i’m a burden to her.” you tell dina slamming your cup of coffee on the table. you two were at the library doing some school work which eventually turned into you ranting to dina about your relationship problems. 

“i mean we haven’t had sex in a month dina.”

“that’s abnormal for you two freaks.” dina laughs you lift your hand up to emphasize what dina just said. 

“seriously, not to put my business out there but me and ellie used to fuck like rabid rabbits now it’s just dry. it’s driving me insane. that’s why i’ve been ignoring her for five days. it’s not easy. she’s been texting me all day with sad face emojis. i’m going to cave.” you said putting your fist on your forehead. 

“i’m supposed to be at her practice right now like i always am, but what’s the point of going to her practice,  then going to her dorm just to not get fucked? instead watch her sleep while i lay there watching fanboy and chum chum.” you huff as dina laughs at your grumpy face. 

“y/n you two are freshman and ellie is a student athlete. she might just be trying to adjust to the intense workouts and different schedules.” dina said trying to calm your nerves down a little. 

“i know, i know, i give her the benefit of the doubt all the time. i try to be supportive i really do, but like i can’t even get some fingers?” you asks as if the whole situation was ludicrous. dina hid her face behind her book as she laughed at you. 

“i’m glad my pain is amusing to you by the way.” 

“i’m sorry your deploying sex life is quite hilarious.” she giggles. 

you laugh shaking your head, “yeah whatever..” you look at your phone that was constantly vibrating from ellie blowing up your phone. 

you phone vibrates again  with a text from ‘elliebear💓🧸’

babe i thought you were coming to my practice today?

plz stop ignoring me. tell me what’s wrong. I miss you bunny. 

y/n answer my calls plz☹️

whatever it is let me fix it. 

you put the phone down deciding to ignore the text messages. you couldn’t give in so easily. she wouldn’t get that you meant business. after studying with dina a little longer you two went back to your dorms. 

you get off the elevator and turn left to your hallway. you could see a figure sitting by your door with the head rested on their knees sleeping. 

you practically gasp as you rush over to your girlfriend. “ellie.” you shake her she hums opening her eyes. “ellie! why’re you sleeping by my door?”

“i got you some flowers.” she lifts up the pretty pink tulips that was in her lap. “ellie.” you smile, feeling guilt pool in your stomach. maybe you forgot about how much ellie would go to the ends of the earth for you. 

“get up. cmon.” you stand up holding your hand out. you pull ellie up giggling when she almost falls back. 

you unlock your dorm shivering from the ac your roommate left on. 

you drop your bag by the door while ellie sits on your bed. “why have you been ignoring me?” ellie asks looking at you with her big green orbs. 

“because i’ve been tired.” you cross your arms. she furrows her eyebrows, “i don’t understand..”

“i’ve been tired. just don’t have the energy to fulfill some of my girlfriend duties.” you said ellie hums, “okay..why don’t you come to my place to nap thsn? like you always do.”

god, she was so clueless. you almost wanted to giggle. 

“ellie.” you covers your face in frustration, “i’m not actually fucking tired!” you snap. 

ellie eyes widen at your sudden outburst, “well then what is it? did i do something wrong?”

“yes.”

ellie chuckles watching you pout, “what?”

“we haven’t had sex in 3 weeks! because you keep denying me everytomd i make advances!” you snap.

“babe i’m too tired. bunny not right now i’m sore from practice. later bunny.” you mock her, “when exactly is later? we never went this long without having sex.”

ellie watches you with a smirk on her face., “so let me get this straight..you ignored me for five days because i’m fucking you enough.”

“yes, exactly.”

ellie couldn’t help the laughter from erupting from her. your face drops in anger from the obnoxious sound. literally nothing was funny right now. you grab your pillow off of your bed and start hitting her with it. 

“get out. get out!” 

ellie laughs grabbing the pillow from you. “come here.” she grabs your hands pulling in between her legs. 

“i’m sorry i haven’t been giving you any attention.” she smiles caressing your back. “but i’m here now.” she said, rubbing her hands up your shirt. 

you wrap your arms around her neck pulling her down to kiss you. you give ellie a sweet kiss that made her smile against her lips. “it better stay like that.” you looking up at her through your lashes. 

“god get your pretty self on this bed.”

“if we get caught by my roommate it’s your fault.”

“i don’t give a fuck about your roommate.” ellie said kissing on your neck occasionally nipping at your skin. 

“gotta give my baby what she wants, right?”

[arachine]

i’m at work and now i’mma be thinking about being ellie’s passenger princess till the end of my shift 😩 imagine planning to go on a long road trip with her and you’re like “we can split it 50/50, i can do five hours and you can do five” but NOOO she refuses and just looks at you like you’ve grown two heads, cause she’ll be damned if her pretty girl lifts a finger. justifies denying you by saying “you just give the best directions, baby. i can’t pass that up” I AM GOING FERAL JUST THINKING OF IT 🤧

UGH!!!! YES!!! ;((

and after she tells you that you’re the best little helper ever, you get all pouty and shift your knees to the side (you know, that thing girls do when they’re mad), and she’s looking at you through her peripheral, swatting at your thighs as she tries to keep a steady hand on the wheel and her eyes on the road.

“awe, c’mon baby. don’t do that,” she drawls, attempting to grab your thigh. her efforts are to no avail, though, and she retreats when you let out a fat huff, scooting closer to the side of the door. “any closer and you’ll fall out. d’ya wanna be somebody’s roadkill?” her words are in jest, but you don’t laugh.

“alright, fine. next time we stop at a gas station, i’ll let you drive. how’s that sound?” immediately, you turn to face her, eyes bright and toothy grinned.

“sounds like i love you again,” you lean over the armrest and lay a wet one on her freckled cheek. she rolls her eyes in response.

“yeah, yeah, whatever you little brat.”