⋆ 𓂃 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ~ ex situationship!ellie x painter!reader
⋆ 𓂃 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 ~ you've finally secured a spot in the art world and made a name for yourself in seattle, leaving college behind for good. but the past is about to knock again on your door when a very particular commission comes through, bringing up some deeds you had left undone with ellie.
⋆ 𓂃 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ~ swearing, smau, wlw shit, unfortunately a straight wedding for plot reasons, yearning, lots of gay panic, maybe loser!ellie? they're both losers tbh, situationships, very lighthearted, OCs, afab!reader. cis men and minors dni.
𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑿
⋆ 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆
⋆ 𝟎𝟎𝟏
⋆ 𝟎𝟎𝟐
⋆ 𝟎𝟎𝟑
⋆ 𝟎𝟎𝟒
⋆ 𝟎𝟎𝟓
⋆ 𝟎𝟎𝟔
⋆ 𝟎𝟎𝟕
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a/n: oh hello! first ever smau who? this is purely an experiment and i wanted to do something lighthearted and fun! im also super excited bc this is gonna have a new oc!! hope you'll enjoy <33
A one shot about ex!Ellie reaching out to you after 3 years through... a letter? You decide to write back: here's your collection of letters! (So far...)
Notes: ellie is really just awkward ellie, are they over each other? Probably not
A/n: this is my first time trying this so please let me know if you enjoyed it!
warnings: alcohol, drugs, toxic relationship kinda, mentions of nsfw but nothing happens v sorry guys, also forgot to mention curse words idk how warnings work, sorta proof read? :)
word count: 1,4k
summary: it's been months since you broke up, but today out of all days, your ex ellie calls you and leaves a message, asking you to come and you do come over for... closure of course.
"Shit..." Ellie groans low, her body leaned against the door frame. You can't help but notice her well defined arm and shoulder muscles, but you need to focus, this is not what you're here for.
"You called me?" You try to sound calm, collected even, but your eyes won't stop wandering. Just once you tell yourself, the other is too drunk to notice anyway.
Her green eyes and her cold gaze, you miss how her eyes softened when she laid them upon you. You miss the way it felt when she kissed you ever so slowly, knowing that it made you crazy and leaving you ache for more. For god's sake, how were you going to focus on talking to her when she has a black tank top on? You're head is starting to spin, you're still standing in front of Ellie's open door.
"Let's sit down..." You suggest, while Ellie hasn't said a single word this entire time since you arrived. The light is dimmed, liquor standing on her low table, her bed unmade.
Still, you missed Ellie's scent. She still uses that body lotion you bought her because you convinced her it would do her tattoos good.
Sweet orange and cedar wood.
After nostalgia, realisation always hits the hardest. You sit down on her bed, Ellie sits down beside you, her body sinking heavy.
Legs spread far apart, her forearms rest on top of her lap. Ellie hasn't dared to glance at you once this whole time, and 15 minutes have passed already in complete silence. She then sighs and throws her head back with her eyes, barely open, glued to the ceiling.
"Fuck this, I thought maybe callin' you up would fix things right now," she says, words slurred, but the way she expresses herself is long engraved within yourself. You look to the left, there where she sits. Inhaling sharply, you observe Ellie fiddling with her hands. This is bad.
"Ellie, I had things to take care of," the words leave your lips with a bitter taste. You just couldn't tell Ellie that she was not capable of dealing, no, not even listening to your problems and you tried so often.
"What things?" she asks, still not looking at you.
"I have a lot on my mind, I don't think..." You stop yourself. Ellie is long gone, she won't be able to comprehend this, you will just waste your energy.
It took Ellie a few seconds, but suddenly her body shifts towards you. Her eyes look for yours as they fill with something you can't recognise yet.
"No, not this again," she says under her breath. You're confused and Ellie picks it up, you didn't expect her to be this attentive.
"Things are so different now, you should see me now, you just stopped talking to me," she says, her voice full of fury and hurt.
"Fuck, you didn't even give me a chance," she mutters. A sudden wave of guilt overcame you and your narrative of what happened between the two of you starts to waver. But before you could even start questioning what you believed this whole time, you feel Ellie's presence distancing. In surprise, you look up, your eyes following her closely. You watch her approach the kitchen counter, her back facing you. She towers over the kitchen sink, her arms slightly angled. You can hear her take deep breaths as she turns around, you're no longer facing her back.
Now it's you and her, a few meters apart, face to face. Ellie is leaned back against the sink while her arms are crossed.
You've never seen her eyes this cold, this hurt before. She tilts her head slightly, observing you, her eyes scanning you up and down.
"Listen," Ellie says.
You look up, obviously shaken and when did Ellie sober up? Too many questions, too many thoughts, you're overwhelmed by this whole situation.
"Only once in this whole fucking relationship you decided to open up, okay?" Her eyes are shut closely, she seems to be in pain. And yes, she is in fact, in a lot of pain. Ellie's head started to ache a few hours ago, she didn't have any medicine left so she decided to go to sleep but couldn't after all. And to top it off, Ellie started thinking of you, what else was she supposed to do? Not drunk call her ex?
"And when you did, we both were fucking high," she continues, her voice still dangerously low. You can't move, you feel like you've been chained to the bed you are sitting on. That's when you realise, maybe, but just maybe she is right. But you don't want to believe that you're in the wrong, you hate admitting that you're wrong and unreasonable.
"Shit, and I even asked you if you left because of that night..." her words start to waver. This is when you decide that you're no longer an inanimate object, but in fact a living person. You stand up and walk up towards Ellie. Not close, but probably too close for exes. You've been silent this whole time because, and god you hate to admit this, Ellie was right. The only time you did open up was when the two of you were high and she said things you totally did not want to hear. And so you decided to tell your friends, never the whole story though and they all told you that you deserve better, you should leave.
"Don't look at me like this," Ellie says while looking down at you. You're so close to her, you can smell the alcohol mixed with her scent. The way she talks makes you weak but again, this is not the time to feel this way.
"I don't even know why I came," You finally say, barely audible.
"Because you missed me," Ellie responds, her eyes finally softening, in a way they would only for you.
"I hate you, don't do this to me, please," You say as tears fill your eyes. Why were you so impressionable? But you were so sure you're friends were right, Ellie can't handle you. Your thoughts halt for a moment as you feel Ellie's hand palms cup your face, her thumbs resting on your cheeks. You make eye contact, her eyes carefully watching you.
"How often do I need to tell you that I am there for you, I am here, never going anywhere," she whispers. When did the distance close between the two of you? You can feel her chest against yours, while the dimmed light barely illuminates Ellie's face or yours.
"You have to stop looking at me with those eyes," You say, desperately trying to stand your ground. Ellie tilts her head, you can feel her breath on your neck.
"What eyes, love?" Ellie responds, her hands gliding over the sides of your body all the way down to your waist, keeping her hands there. Her hands hold you firmly, pulling you closer by your waist.
You know you should leave now, but your body just won't move, and your heart yearns to stay.
"Don't call me love," Is all you can think of, your hands on top of hers, trying to get her away from your body.
"Give me one more chance, let me prove myself, please." Ellie says, her hands tight on your waist and her voice in a low whisper. If the sexual tension wasn't so high you'd probably say no you tell yourself, your relationship won't be much more than mindless sex so it's okay, you won't get too attached.
"Sure, prove yourself then," You say half heartedly. Ellie places her hand on your lower back, the other makes its way back up to your face, cupping it again.
"I'm serious about you, just so you know," She whispers, not knowing that she just crashed your plans of never getting attached again. You look up to her, completely helpless, you will fall, and that very hard.
But the way you look at Ellie makes her melt, makes her want to protect you from this cruel world, she still couldn't understand how she let you go.
"Come here," Ellie says, you just nod in response while blinking back your tears. God, this will be hard. She puts her hand on the back of your head and lays you gently on her chest. You look to the side, out of the window, hoping that Ellie won't notice you crying. Ellie plants a kiss on your head while mumbling something along the lines 'we will be fine' into your hair.
a/n: this was inspired by 'things change' bryson tiller, took like three lines out of the song hahaha. stay tuned or smth edit: i did some proof reading also does anyone know that tiktok where ellie says 'what eyes dina?' damn i folded
⋆ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ~ ex situationship!ellie x painter!reader
⋆ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ~ swearing, abby appears is it gonna be good idk u tell me, alcohol, reader gets drunk on absolute vodka lol, ellie needing a hug for real, afab!reader. cis men and minors dni.
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a/n: soooo i finished my thesis kinda!!! i just need to check the last chapter and add the results from the interviews but then it's good to be sent so here's chapter five to celebrate yippie yayyy i still don't know how many more there will be welp but i hope you're liking it, lots of love <3
⋆ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ~ ex situationship!ellie x painter!reader
⋆ 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 ~ the answer to your texts doesn't go exactly as planned and now it's maybe time to decide whether you're actually ready to move on. or maybe not.
⋆ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ~ swearing, smau, text fic, wlw shit as per usual, angst angst angst (it will go away i promise), some name dropping maybe or more likely a reference, mentions of alcohol, afab!reader. cis men and minors dni.
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a/n: hello i couldn't find a cliffhanger lol but i do promise that this is soooo far from ending here lol. i hope you're enjoying this. also, i'm working on my canon au and im so excited, it's gonna be just fluff, no angst, nothing but pure joy so expect it soon hehe
