𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃!𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄

—𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄—

⌕ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Ellie x reader

⌕ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: nsfw in the very last part.

⌕ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: I ran out of ideas lol but please if you have any send them to me, this is my favourite thing ever. + absolutely not proofread and my English is shit atm lol

Inexperienced/awkward ellie…..

Who’s heart race whenever you laugh at her stupid jokes, staring at your smile with roseate tinted cheeks, stumbling on her own words as your sweet giggle feels her ears.

« They’re so cute. » You said, thumb tracing her cheek « huh, w…who? » « your freckles, stupid. » « oh. hum, thanks. » she simply answered, rubbing her nape in pure embarrassment, still feeling your fingers brushing on her skin, secretly wishing they stayed much longer.

Who invites you over all the time. Playing video games together, watching horrible films — and making fun of the bad acting of the comedians— staring at her ceiling while sharing both of your playlists.

Who completely loses her mind when she sees you wandering around her room with nothing but lace lingerie covering your delicate skin.

Who turns her head away from you and smiles foolishly at herself the first time you hold her hand.

Ellie who desperately attempts to look away when you take a shower and asks her to stay in the bathroom to keep your conversation going.

Who keeps stuttering the first time she tries to explain to you the sentiments she feels about women.

Who stammer even more once you tell her that you feel the exact same.

Ellie and her bright eyes when you asks her if she wants to kiss you, to make sure she loves girls; you know, just to try.

Who kisses you so messily the first time, not knowing what to do, having to listen to your teaching.

Who covers you in hickeys because she doesn’t know how to control herself.

Who’s so so hungry when she eats you out; messily licking, spitting, sucking and groaning into your wet core, eager to try all the things she dreamed to do to you all this time.

« Fuck fuck… you’re so fucking good…. Does it feels okay? I… I never did that before but.. » « shut up Ellie just… fuck, just keep going. » you ordered, pushing her head a bit further down with your hand.

𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

⌕ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Ellie Williams x reader.

⌕ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.3k

⌕ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: not proofread and last time I wrote something in English was like two months ago lmao so don’t mind the typos but I hope you’ll enjoy it babydoll !! 🤍

—𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄—

Slow music filled your ears as you finally arrived at the dance hall in which most people were already dancing to the current song playing, an old 80s classic, a song from another time you wish you had known. You raised your head, ready to observe the scenery from afar— such events were your favourite. You adored these types of nights, where you didn’t feel like your life was constantly threatened by all sorts of bloodthirsty and lethal creatures. Just slow music, lovely dresses, peals of laughter, smiles, and her.

Heartbeat accelerating, breathing became harder and harder with each passing second. She looked fantastic, as usual. A simple plaid shirt and black jeans; all you needed to suffocate in your own lungs, the air quickly becoming your most threatening adversary.  You carefully patted your dress with your hand and took a deep breath before heading to the bar, where Ellie was.

But the closer to were getting to her, the better you realise the situation. In fact, you failed to notice one detail; she wasn’t alone here. Her arm was linked to someone else’s, a beautiful woman dressed in white, whose black hair was up in a bun, two front pieces framing her face. A smile was plastered on both of their faces, eyes glued on each other.

You stopped dead in your tracks, a strange and obscure feeling devastating your mind and body. Jealousy and envy never felt so sickening.

Defeated, you sat near the bar, where Ellie and Dina previously were before moving hands in hands to the dance floor. A whisky in hand, you couldn’t stop staring at them both. She wasn’t even looking for you, despite knowing you were supposed to spend the night with her.

And then, it happened. An endearing giggle, Dina’s delicate fingers on her freckled face and a timid yet audacious kiss on each other’s lips. It feels like watching someone take away everything you had, living the life you’ve always wanted. You couldn’t move anymore, the only thing you could do was to watch them together, tears clouding your vision.

Pairing: Fem Eivor x Fem Reader

Notes: This is probably ooc I haven’t gotten through the entire game yet so I don’t know her character very well.

She is warm blooded and will take every chance to wrap you in her arms. 

Borrowing her clothes is a must she would think it was so adorable. Seeing you walking around in just her tunic would drive her crazy.

want want want want need need need NEED

since this is a lovely dream, let's pretend you have a house together in this economy (i know, a tad too far-fetched) 🥺

breakfast together curled up on the garden swing she built when it's warm, and with a big fluffy blanket when it's cold

dancing together in the kitchen while cleaning up after dinner

evenings cuddling on the sofa, Eivor resting her head on your lap, all but falling asleep as you massage circles into her head

your wedding pictures framed, placed in a shrine of sorts, surrounded by little trinkets you've collected together over the years

Eivor being super into gardening, so you take semi-regular trips to a local garden centre, and don't you even think about trying to help her lift that big bag of planting soil because it's heavy and dirty

every time you see each other after spending the day apart, she picks you up and twirls you in her arms with a soft kiss

matching wife-and-wife mugs

her getting grumpy whenever you go through airport security because she is extremely reluctant to take off her wedding band

home improvements are always a joint effort, even if sometimes she ends up doing most of the handiwork and you just bring her refreshments and give her kisses (she doesn't want you to get a splinter)

you are never touching a door handle if she can help it. ever.

bedtime rituals where you take care of each other's skin

Fucking delicious.

The first time you both met was during a non-threatening attack at piltover by the district of Zaun. It was supposed to be fast, as simple as it can be — she was supposed to break into a grand banquet hosted by your father to steal important pieces of valuable information. Everything was going according to plan, or at least, at the very beginning.

Before her lustful eyes landed on you. God, how sweet you looked that night. Such a charming and delicate creature you were. Is this what piltover was hiding from her all this time?

And you noticed her as well. Maybe it was because she couldn’t keep her eyes off you for the entire night or perhaps because you desired her as much as she desired you. She embodied all of what your parents always prohibited you — so you gave it in.

But the night wasn’t really what Sevika predicted.

Oh, of course you both ended up fucking in your bed, bare chest touching each other’s, erratic respiration and sweet moans feeling the warm air of the room but, surprisingly — she stayed there. A hand caressing your upper back, her lips gently kissing your forehead. She stayed a little more than she was supposed to, a little more than she should have. Way more than she usually does.

You spent the entire night talking. About your dreams, mostly. But also about meaningless matters. The brilliant stars in the moonlit sky, which she barely sees, whose magnificence you tend to overlook. The fresh air, the aroma of flowers, the scars on her skin, the scars on yours.