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ᯓ➤ high libido! ellie x low libido reader headcanons . .

— tags & warnings : nsfw, adult content — mdni, gp! ellie williams, overstimulation, rough sex, gentle sex, cockwarming, dirty talks. proceed with caution.

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‎𑣲── im thinking of ellie who lasts in bed for several rounds — even hours than the average sex you had grown accustomed to. sure, you can last for several rounds in bed, but ellie was just a beast in bed, not even stopping even when you're overstimulated — or she's shooting nothing when she comes.

‎𑣲 ‎‎── ellie, who's shy about it at first when you two started dating. she absolutely thought that you'd find it weird, or that it might turn you off — but she was happy once she knew that you were comfortable about that fact.

‎𑣲 ── ellie, who finds herself to get horny or turned on so easily at your simple gestures! your head is in her lap during movie nights? you can already feel the bulge of her cock straining against your cheek. sitting in her lap? you can bet a hundred that in less than five minutes, her cock would poke through your ass.

‎𑣲 ── ellie, who was so worried when she noticed how frequent you two have done sex or talked about it. she was nervous to discuss it with you — mainly thinking that it was a her problem, but you already reassured her, saying that you were not just the one who had an excellent stamina in bed, and that you'll always love her, despite the contrast you both have.

‎𑣲── she is so obsessed with lazy/soft sex, definitely loves the fact that she's barely moving her own hips — just enough for her dick to inch in and out of you as you're pressed against her chest! what more could she ask for?

‎𑣲 ── cockwarming with ellie is basically heaven, she loves it when you allow her to just let her cock stay inside you for hours on end, sometimes shifting into an another round for the both of you <3

‎𑣲── ellie, who still doesn't stop until you're squirting all over her cock. she makes it her personal mission that she won't stop until you're crying out from overstimulation or you're squirting all over the sheets, staining your bed.

‎𑣲 ── ellie, who just loves it when you're so horny <3 it's once in a blue moon that you're this needy — mostly when you're ovulating. (yes, she knows when you start your cycle) we're talking about ellie who shamelessly loves it when you use her for your pleasure, riding her cock until you're on the verge of passing out.

‎𑣲 ── sex with ellie is basically soft, vanilla sex where she's pressed against your neck, holding your hand tightly as she whispers how much she loves you, or how she's grateful to have you in her life — or rough, hardcore ones where she's pressing your head against the mattress, her cock reaching her cervix as she slams against you, grunting of how tight you were against her, or how you needed to shut the fuck up and let her have this. (she'd tell you later how much she meant none of those words, and you'd always reassure her that you were completely fine with her being rough.)

‎𑣲 ── ellie, despite having a high stamina in sex — always prioritizes your comfort more than anything. she knows how easily you get overwhelmed after, so she stops herself from going onto another round, already taking care of you after — her bulge straining against her pants.

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masterlist / the last of us

— PILLOWTALK

ellie williams x fem! reader . .

synopsis : in which you invite your girlfriend, ellie to have a sleepover in your house.

word count : 1,106 words.

— tags & warnings : nsfw. adult content — minors do not interact! p in v sex, unprotected sex, gentle/rough sex, gp! ellie williams , breeding, use of pet names, praises, squirting, porn with little to no plot, gf ellie williams. interact carefully.

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‎The sound of the movie humming softly in the background was the only thing heard in your bedroom.

‎‎Ellie was beside you, your back pressed against her chest as her hand was resting on the bare skin underneath the thin, matching pajamas you wore as you tried your best to focus on the movie.

‎‎You had proposed for your parents to have Ellie spend the night with you underneath the disguise of a sleepover — and miraculously, they had agreed without any protests.

‎‎Now you were pressed up against her, fixing the way you sat every almost five seconds as you tried to find a comfortable position.

‎‎Now, you were trying your best to focus on the boring movie you had decided to put on your TV, while your girlfriend's head was on your shoulder, her thumb rubbing against your stomach that sent signals chilling to your spine.

‎‎Meanwhile, Ellie was busy peppering kisses on the side of your jaw as you huffed, tugging at the sleeve of her shirt to try to make her focus on the movie.

‎‎"Ellie," you murmured, gently tilting her head back at the TV. "Focus."

‎‎"What? I am." she mumbled, "It's not exactly my fault there's interesting things to do rather than watching this boring movie." she said which made you huff, looking at her.

‎‎"Did you just call my taste at movies boring?" you said, which made Ellie smirk.

‎‎"Totally. We could do so much more," she mumbled, before getting bolder as her lips went down to your neck, peppering the side of it with kisses.

‎‎She gently made you lay down the soft mattress of your bed, intertwining your hands together as she pinned your hands above your head, her free hand busy roaming around your curves.

‎‎"Ellie," you murmured, "My parents... they're next door—" you tried to reason out, which only made her smirk before her mouth was breathing slightly heavy next to your ear.

‎‎"Then you'll just have to be quiet, pretty." she murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Think you can do that, lay pretty... be quiet, and just let me do all the work?" she asked softly which you found yourself nodding to.

‎‎"Perfect," she murmured, "Now, where were we?" she muttered as she continued to press kisses at your neck.

‎‎Her rough, calloused hands eventually found themselves playing with the buttons of your pajama shirt which you immediately nodded to, as she unbuttoned it one by one.

‎‎"Fuck," she groaned at the sight of bare skin all in her gaze, totally loving the sight of the white, lace bra you wore as she pressed kisses to it.

‎‎"You look so pretty, baby." she murmured, freeing your breasts as her mouth latched on your nipple immediately, your hand tightening to her hair as you moaned, biting your lip to force yourself to be quiet.

‎‎"Ellie," you whispered, already grinding your hips against her knee to find some sort of friction.

‎‎She only chuckled as she continued to suckle on your chest, her right hand massaging your other one as she swirled her tongue on it, which retracted another moan from you.

‎‎Your moans and pants were slightly getting louder as she pressed her hand in your mouth, muffling the noises that threatened to get out of your mouth.

‎‎Her lips pressed themselves to the valley between your breasts to your ribcage, down to your stomach as she tugged the silk pajamas down to your legs, revealing your matching white lace underwear.

‎‎"My baby looks so pretty," she praised, groaning as she gently parted your legs, pressing kisses to the cloth before removing them also.

‎‎"Ellie please," your voice were muffled, your doe eyes begging for her to fill you full which she only chuckled to.

‎‎"Patience, baby." she murmured, before her knee pressed hardly onto your clit which made you buckle your hips immediately, your eyes rolling back to your head.

‎‎You were too busy to bucking your hips pathetically into her knee for you to notice her unbuckling her pants, her left hand still pressed to your mouth.

‎‎You were carefully turned to lay on your stomach, her hands holding onto your hips as you gripped the white sheets pooling underneath you, pressing your head onto the pillows to muffle your moans.

‎‎"Ready, pretty?" she gently asked, which you nodded to. "Tell me if you want me to stop, alright?"

‎‎"Okay," you whispered, nodding once again as you gripped the sheets tighter.

‎‎She aligned herself at your entrance, stroking herself for a moment as she fully sank onto you, groaning at the way your velvet walls fluttered onto you.

‎‎"Fuck, baby." she groaned, "You feel so fucking good— yeah, fuck— feels like you're made for me." she chuckled.

‎‎You clenched at her tightly, already a moaning mess on your own sheets as your eyes rolled back.

‎‎Your walls fluttered around her aching length, gripping just right which made Ellie groan once again.

‎‎" 'M not gonna last long if you keep doing that, pretty." she groaned, pistoning her hips as she held onto your hips tightly, forcing her cock to dive deeper onto you.

‎‎"Ellie," you moaned underneath the pillows, the bedframe already creaking loudly as it continued to press roughly against your concrete walls that were painted soft pink.

‎‎You were worried that your parents might wake up, considering that you both were actually having sex at midnight in a friday night underneath your parents' noses, and that they were light sleepers.

‎‎But Ellie was determined to have you forget all your worries, pressing her hips against you as her thumb circled your clit.

‎‎"Ellie— fuck!" you cursed, mouth falling open as your hips met her movements, walls gripping her cock tightly as you continued to moan.

‎‎You were so close, and with the final thrust of her cock into you, you finally shattered with a muffled moan as she pressed your head roughly against the pillows, your legs giving out as you squirted, the juices leaking down to your legs and onto the sheets.

‎‎She followed closely after, gripping your hips tightly as she painted your velvet walls with her cum, groaning against your shoulder before she collapsed on top of you.

‎‎"Mom's going to kill us." you rasped out, a soft chuckle escaping Ellie's lips as she smiled against your neck.

‎‎"Definitely." Ellie mumbled, wrapping her arm around your waist as she pressed a gentle kiss to it.

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masterlist / yellowjackets / tlou

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steve harrington x fem! reader

steve's trying to figure out why his girlfriend is mad at him.

word count : 758 words.

— set in st season 5, contains cursing, robin buckley, lucas sinclair, and jonathan byers mentioned, reader is pissed as hell.

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‎Being in a WSQK van with Steve Harrington was the worst way your friday night could go.

‎‎You were supposed to be in your room, laying down and reading the latest TV Guide Magazine you had convinced your Mother multiple times to buy you — supposed to be enjoying your friday night peacefully because you successfully had a good first day as an intern in a Hawkins' Memorial Hospital after passing your documents multiple times —

‎‎Yet here you were, on the passenger seat of the van as you refused to even face him, facing your body at the side of the window as you continued to look at the houses passing by the neighborhood.

‎‎It still came as a shock when he dropped bomb after bomb of what the small town had behind the shadows — some kind of monsters? people born with supernatural powers? A lunatic man keeping children behind laboratories?  You didn't even know.

‎‎All you knew was that Steve was a ride or die in this plan— The Crawl, as they named it. You just know that they're tracking where Hopper was using this shitty van you three were in— having Jonathan twisting the devices multiple times to get the signal for some time now.

‎‎"Are we seriously doing this?" Steve said, glancing at you for a moment before turning his gaze back at the road ahead.

‎‎"Doing what? Are we doing something?" You replied— voice laced with sarcasm as you continued to refuse looking at him.

‎‎You knew it was a shitty thing to be mad— especially when they're 'trying to save the world' — as Lucas had said, but you can't help but be mad. Especially when your fight as a couple was about Nancy Wheeler.

‎‎Nancy Wheeler. Steve's Ex-girlfriend — and Jonathan's Girlfriend. You weren't even mad at her — you were mad because of what Steve has been doing when he's around her.

‎‎Robin had accidentally rambled to you about how Steve and Jonathan was in this some kind of secret competition around Nancy ever since the crawl had happened, which she later regretted and begged you to not tell Steve she told you that.

‎‎"Look, I don't get of how I'm supposed to be here." you scoffed, "I have work tommorow, you know? Oh, maybe you don't—" you said, clenching your hand in the denim pants you were wearing.

‎‎"— Maybe because you don't really know what's happening in your girlfriend's right now, too busy being in this... what? The Crawl?" you scoffed.

‎‎"Look, I don't know why you're mad at me—" Steve tried to explain, which earned a bitter laugh from you.

‎‎"Right, of course you don't! You didn't even call me for weeks, Steve! How the hell are you supposed to know why I'm mad?" you replied, now looking at him.

‎‎"You know what? Just drop me off, will you? I don't want to talk about this." you said.

‎‎"I don't care if you curse at me, but you're not getting off this van and that's final." Steve said, still carefully driving which earned him a scoff from you.

‎‎"So you're also babysitting me now?" she said, "Steve— Let me out!" you said, trying to open the door of the passenger seat.

‎‎"No, not until you tell me what's going on that pretty little head and why are you so mad at me." He said, the look on his face already determined.

‎‎"Why don't you go ask yourself what have you been doing that got me so mad?"

‎‎"I told you, we've been busy planning, baby. I always called you—"

‎‎"And you think that was enough?" you said, your voices definitely getting louder now.

‎‎"Well, I don't know! Have you been also doing enough on asking about me these weeks?—"

‎‎"Oh, so it's my fault now?"

‎‎"I didn't say it was—"

‎‎"You clearly said it!"

‎‎"Did I now?—"

‎‎"God, you're such a—"

‎‎"Would you two please let me find the signal in peace?" Jonathan cut them both off, sighing loudly as if he was hating his decision to be the one stuck with the couple right now.

‎‎You crossed your arms, looking away in the your seat — refusing to look at him as Steve only sighed loudly, his jaw clenching and gripping the wheel slightly tight.

‎‎Whatever it was that was bothering you so much? He was going to know.

— COMING DOWN

vi x fem! reader ...

synopsis : in which your girlfriend knows how to cheer you up after a fight with your mom.

word count : 1.2k words.

-— tags & warnings : : nsfw — minors do not interact. gentle/rough sex, vaginal fingering (r! receiving), cunnilingus (r! receiving), overstimulation, lesbian sex, dirty talk (?), praises, porn w little to no plot, gf! vi, modern! au, contains cursing. proceed with caution.

You hated Friday nights.

The particular day of the week — or you could say, your week — has been filled with bullshits that you were one second from jumping through your bedroom window.

Just hours ago, you had received the worst score in one of your major exams at an important class you've been taking. Sure — majority of your class had failed the test, but the frustration and irritation that you've been having all day was nothing compared when you got home.

Now stuck in your bedroom after a fight with your Mom — you were a hundred percent sure you'd miss out a party that you've been looking forward to for weeks.

"No, Cait. I can't exactly fish out a magic carpet to get me at the party." you sighed, pressing the phone against your ear as your best friend, Caitlyn rolled her eyes.

"Are you seriously telling me you can't go?" Cait raised a brow as you only groaned, reluctantly nodding.

"I can't. Mom's been pissed about everyone since morning, and Dad's home from work. I'll be seriously grounded if I even tried to sneak out." you muttered, plopping down against your bed.

"...Fine. Tell me all about it tommorow." Cait said, before sighing as to voice out her displeasure at the idea of you not being able to go. "Gotta go now, I'll see you tommorow okay?"

"Bye, don't drink too much." you spoke as the line ended, leaving you alone, sprawled out in bed with nothing to do.

Your eyes drifted off to the ceiling, seemingly counting all the minutes that had gone by since Cait last called, before you heard rustling just outside your window that made you pause.

You looked at the houses just outside, all seemingly quiet now as your gaze returned back to the ceiling, until you heard the rustling sound again.

Reluctantly sitting up as you walked towards the window to investigate the sounds coming outside, you almost jumped at seeing a face peek out, only to sigh in relief when you saw the familiar red strands of hair you'd recognize from a mile away.

"What the hell, Vi?" you clicked your tongue in annoyance, opening your window as she only chuckled, pushing herself up as she successfully landed in the floor of your room.

"Hey," she murmured, pulling you closer by the waist to press a kiss onto your forehead. "Didn't see you at the party, figured you were here." she shrugged as you sighed.

"Don't remind me." you rolled your eyes, walking back to back to your bed as you plopped down, staring at the ceiling once again as Vi only chuckled, her raspy chuckle already sending shivers at your stomach.

"Why are you here?" you raised a brow, still focusing your gaze somewhere around the ceiling as Vi sat not far, staring down at you with an amused expression.

"Didn't want to spend a party without you." she mumbled, carefully lifting your head to place it on her lap as she stared down at you, her thumb already tracing your features. "Fought with your Mom again?"

"And now I'm on the verge of getting grounded." you grumbled, tugging at a loose thread of your top. "I'm starting to think I have the shittiest week at the entire universe."

Vi only hummed, her fingers treading to the soft strands of your hear as if a lightbulb just lit up on her head, a smirk slowly carving its way towards her mouth. "I think I can help with that," she murmured.

That was precisely how you ended up with her on your side, lips intertwined with yours as her fingers teased themselves to the edge of your skirt, slowly brunching them off as you pulled away, catching your breath.

"My parents are sleeping," you whispered as she only chuckled, voice low as she started to press her lips down to your neck, playing with the straps of your top.

"So?" she murmured, before her lips returned to yours as it eventually trailed just next to your ear. "Think you can be quiet?"

Your breathing was heavier now, the straps already falling off your shoulder as your skirt was brunched up, forcing yourself to respond with a nod.

"Good," she murmured, her fingers trailing themselves on your inner thigh now, knuckles grazing against your cotton panties, biting your lip as you shivered from the contact.

She only chuckled at your reaction, pressing a kiss at your forehead as she pulled the fabric aside, long — calloused fingers circling your clit as you closed your eyes, relaxing further into the mattress.

"Fuck, that's it." she whispered, her fingers moving in a steady rhythm, watching your reaction as you laid in the pillows, already needy at her touch.

Her fingers, now coated with the layer of your arousal, slowly pushed a finger inside of you, watching as how your mouth fell onto a small shape of 'o', eyes already rolling at the back of your head.

"Yeah? Feels good?" she murmured, slowly curling them just to feel how your walls were clinging tightly onto her.

"Fuck— Vi," you moaned, back arching as her fingers rolled deep inside you, drunk at the feeling of her inside your walls.

She slowly pushed another finger inside — your walls retracting from the sudden stretch of her digits — your grip on her slowly tightening as your hips met her movements, chasing your high.

"So fucking tight." she murmured, leaning against you as her hand stayed between your parted legs, fingers buried deep inside your cunt.

Her free hand gripped your chin, forcing your eyes to open just for her to kiss you, desperately trying to focus at her lips intertwined with yours, and not her fingers deep buried in you.

You pulled Vi closer, gripping the back of your shirt as you kissed back, pulling away once you're slowly feeling a knot deep in your stomach.

" 'M Close," you whined, watching as she slowly settled between your legs, pulling one of her fingers back which made you whimper at the loss of the stretch — only to replace it instead with her tongue that was insistent of you finally having your orgasm.

Your fingers buried themselves at the reddish strands of your girlfriend's hair — her tongue swirling at all the right places, lapping up your cunt in the best way possible.

The last thought you had in your brain was the fact that you and Vi might be caught with your parents just a few rooms at the floor, desperately needing yourself to come.

Your free hand tugged at her reddish-pink strands as your other clasped at your mouth — muffling your noises as the knot in your stomach seemed to tighten themselves further.

You couldn't give a damn at the thought of Vi being coated with your arousal for a second, eyes rolling at the back of your head as you chased your high, grinding your hips against her tongue.

"I'm coming— Fuck—!" you almost yelled, back arching as you came down at her tongue, your girlfriend lapping up all your juices like a woman starved to death.

Vi stayed between your legs for some minutes, forcing herself to lie down beside you as your breathing was heavy, eyes hazy from the pleasure you had just experienced.

"Told you I had some ideas to pass time," Vi rasped out which you only chuckled to, curling up beside her.

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masterlist / arcane

ellie williams x fem! reader . . .

synopsis : ellie confesses her love to you.

word count : 1.3k words.

— tags & warnings : fluff, college! au, cigarettes mentioned, contains cursing.

Smoke curled in the air inside of Ellie's car.

You sat in the passenger seat, just watching the cigarette dangling from her mouth as she inhaled, before plucking it to sit between her fingers, before glancing away as you focused on looking at the distant lights of the convenience store the truck was parked on.

You couldn't exactly recall how you had ended up here — you were supposed to be at home, cuddled up against your warm sheets — but one second, your phone vibrates on your nightstand — Ellie calling, saying that she was going to pick you up to see you.

Now, the beat-up truck parked on the lot of the convenience store, silence enveloping the both of you as you shifted, trying to find a comfortable position as you plucked a strawberry from the small packaging of the berries Ellie had bought you along with the pack of cigarettes she had taken.

What you and Ellie have wasn't exactly clear, if someone was going to ask you. Sure, the two of you did what most couples also did — but you knew that she wasn't the type to ever commit to someone. You were sure that the girls she brought to her college dorm was more than the times she held your hand, or ever did something affectionately to you.

It stung more than it should've, but you weren't going to admit that.

You'd rather jump at a river full of crocodiles than admit that you had fallen in love with Ellie Williams — would rather jump there than admit you were fine with the scraps she was willing to give back to you.

"Are you going to tell me why we're suddenly here?" you found yourself interrupting the silence that had enveloped the two of you, looking at her.

"I got pissed." Ellie mumbled, somewhat keeping her gaze in front her whole time as smoke continued to linger the air.

"It wouldn't exactly take a genius to see that." you said, raising a brow at her as you took a bite of the strawberry, its container sitting on your lap.

Ellie chuckled at that, taking a slow inhale of the smoke as you watched her — noticing of how she closed her eyes as she inhaled the smoke like it was a second nature — holding her breath before she exhaled her lungs out, smoke coming out through her notes and lips.

"You can't seriously go all quiet on me now when I'm here, still confused of what we're doing." you mumbled, "I have curfew, Els—"

"I wanted to see you." Ellie blurted out, tightening her grip at the wheel as she sighed, clenching her jaw as she looked away.

What the fuck?

"...It's.. obvious at this point." you said, "What I don't get is the fact that you have plenty of girls," you faltered, shifting slightly as you knew you were treading into dangerous territory. "And.. I'm the one you picked." you muttered, voice flat.

You knew it was dangerous to go beyond that limit — yet you couldn't stop yourself. It was getting harder at this point, the way you have to force yourself to not notice whenever she looks at you when she thinks you weren't looking, the fact that she knows how you go all quiet when you're uncomfortable — it was painful to know how a person could memorize you yet not commit to you.

"...You were the one I wanted to see." Ellie repeated, clenching her jaw. "Those girls.. they don't.." she paused, gripping the wheel tightly her knuckles were turning white.

"They don't mean anything to me, alright?" she added, dropping word per word like it just didn't shatter your heart.

"And I do?" you said, looking at her as you gripped the seatbelt.

"Would you stop throwing me a hundred goddamn questions if I told you that you do?" Ellie scoffed as she spoke as her gaze stayed in front, refusing to look at you.

Now what the fuck.

Silence hummed between the two of you, with you still shocked from the words that came out of her mouth not even minutes ago.

Ellie spared a glance at you before scoffing at the shocked look of your face, her hand treading through her fingers as she sighed.

"This isn't like those confessions from the rom-coms you watched multiple times," she muttered, gripping the wheel. "Don't... ask me how it happened, I just... i just woke up one day — and I knew I was fucked because you were my first thought in the morning." she mumbled, looking away.

"...And I knew I was far gone already that when I got pissed, the first thought that came into my goddamn mind was how I'd feel better when you're here with me." she said, her gaze falling over to her lap.

"Those girls you talk about.. they don't know me." Ellie added, "Don't.. understand me— hell, I doubt that they even know what course I take. I don't want them."

"You were the only one who.. made time to see me underneath all those.. shitty layers I built. And that's.. that's gotta count for something." she mumbled, while you kept quiet.

"Fuck, don't look at me like that." Ellie mutters at your expression, looking at her like she had grown a second head. "I don't... know how this shit works, alright? I don't even know if I did something like this before."

"...I just.. you're important to me, more.. more than you know it." she mutters as she looked away at the windows, taking another inhale of the cigarette.

You on the other hand, blinked at her several times. Did Ellie fucking Williams just confess her love to you in the most unexpected way possible?

Sure, you had dreamt of her confessing her love while you two laid on her bed as she smoked a joint, in your room while you invited her over for sleepovers.. but none of those prepared you for her words that sounded so genuine.. yet uncertain at the same time.

"Are you going to say something?" Ellie muttered, now that silence has wrapped around between the two of them, filled with tension. "I know it's.. unexpected, but hell — I just... I can't let it live in my chest anymore—"

"I like you too." you blurted out as your cheeks reddened as you looked down on your lap.

"I.. liked you since.. forever, Els." you muttered, "..I was scared to say it, because I knew.. you weren't the type to commit to others, but.. I've liked you ever since you gave me the chance to truly.. see who you are."

"I didn't.. want to lose you, that's why I also.. kept it locked away. I was afraid you were going to avoid me like I'm a plague, or something—" you were cut off when Ellie gripped your chin, before smashing her lips against yours.

She tasted like mint and smoke at the same time, kissing you so gentle yet desperate. Sure, you both had kissed plenty of times than you could count. But there was just something about this kiss that made it feel so goddamn special to you.

She pulled away, instead lacing your hands together as she cleared her throat, looking at you. "So..." she muttered.

"So...?" you repeated, raising a brow at her.

"Are we like.. married now?" Ellie teased as a soft laugh escaped your lips.

"Give me a ring first, you idiot." you mumbled, biting your lip to keep another smile from showing as she chuckled, pressing another peck at your lips again.

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masterlist / the last of us

⤷ gf! ellie williams headcanons . .

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gf! ellie is the definitely the type to be stoic, rarely smiles even if she's out with her friends or with her family, even if she doesn't really know how you captured her heart. she just knew she was inlove with you.

gf! ellie DEFINITELY drives a bmw e30. drives around the town in a black version of the car — she doesn't need you to ask her to pick you up, she's already there when you just got off from school/work, already parked at where you'd immediately see it, leaning against the door of the car with a cigarette between her fingers.

gf! ellie who lessened her smoking sessions once you mentioned you didn't like the smell of cigarettes. she still has problems with totally stopping her habit — but it definitely lessened once you came in her life.

gf! ellie who ABSOLUTELY cannot cook. it already came to a point where you'd always be worried once she mentioned over a text that she was cooking something — it's either burned, or at the middle of following the recipe, she just said "fuck it." and totally gave up.

gf! ellie who keeps a picture of you in her leather wallet. you totally rolled your eyes once you saw that it was a silly picture of you, but she didn't remove it — saying that it was a 'goodluck charm'.

gf! ellie who tells joel all about you. she sometimes comes to him for advice how to fix the fight you two have had, or it's just random stories of how you really changed her life once you both met.

gf! ellie who is the definition of "the giver". she fixes everything around the house, plumbing, all the shitty wires you almost cried trying to understand what goes in and to what connects, both of your car when something's all jammed up. she 100% doesn't complain, just demanding kisses in return.

gf! ellie who's a chill partner. doesn't mind if you stay out late than what you had told her, she just need a text from or she'd call asking where you are. you'd be nervous, expecting that she was mad, but she just called to let you know to turn on your location so she could see you're safe.

gf! ellie who doesn't mind physical touch if it's you, she certainly didn't like when anyone got touchy to her. but when you hug or lean your head against her, you'd just feel her hand always raking through your hair.

gf! ellie who's love language is quality time. it's important for her as joel was there for her growing up, so it's only natural that her love language is that, always being there with you at times you need her.

— EARNED IT

frat boy! lottie matthews x fem! reader

synopsis : lottie's more than happy to always help you even if she's busy playing.

word count : 1,378 words.

— tags & warnings : nsfw, adult content – minors do not interact. p in v sex, unprotected sex, cockwarming, gp! lottie matthews, thigh humping, grinding, porn w plot, use of pet names, college au, legal age, shy! reader.

Lottie's been going at playing the game on her console for hours now.

You were beside her, head laying on her shoulder as your eyes gazed over the television, watching her play as you shifted every now and then, trying to find a comfortable position. You both collectively decided to spend a day at her room in the fraternity house she was a member at, yet you didn't really expect you'd spend your day like this.

Your head was mushed against her shoulders, eyes now focused at the way the veins popped in her hand as she pressed at the controller fastly, biting her lip in concentration that had you fixing your position once again.

It didn't exactly help that you were frustrated inside, just watching her groan in annoyance every now and then when her character died, or the sound of her clicking her tongue when she was irritated that had you swallowing the lump on your throat, biting your lip as you played with the hem of the dress you wore.

"Lottie," you murmured, biting your lip once you heard her hum in response, eyes staying at the television. "..Are you going to finish that soon?"

"Hm, yeah." she rasped, raising a brow slightly as she now looked at you. "Why, baby? Are you bored?"

You flushed at that, shaking your head as you smiled sheepishly, "No," you said, "... Maybe a little?" you eventually said, which earned a laugh from her.

"I'm sorry, pretty," she murmured, "I'll just finish this once and we'll go spend time, yeah?" she asked, tucking a piece of hair behind you as you nodded.

"M'kay." you murmured, just wrapping an arm around her stomach as you laid your head against her stomach.

It was too embarassing for her to know you were all... fuzzy, to say the least. You weren't particularly the type to be vocal about those things, after all. You were also worried she'd find it weird - or maybe tell you she wasn't in the mood, which was practically one of your nightmares.

A kiss was often pressed against your forehead every now and then, a way for Lottie to say sorry even when she was very invested her game that had you melting against her even more, heat pooling across your stomach as you squeezed your thighs together, just burying your face in her neck as you tried to not be needy.

"Lott," you murmured, "... Are you done..?" you asked quietly, your brain already starting to feel fuzzy as you both were leaning against the headboard of her bed, sheets pooling underneath the both of you.

"Not yet, love." she murmured as she groaned in annoyance as the character across the screen dropped dead again, her eyes focusing on you now. "Is there something wrong? You're being all fidgety and stuff." she said, which your cheeks flushed to.

"No," you murmured, "It's fine.. maybe I'm just.. sleepy." you said, trying to downplay the heat pooling between your thighs as you smiled at her, hoping she'll take the excuse.

"It's fine to rest, baby." she mumbled, caressing your hair as her eyes were now focused on the screen once again, the clicking sounds of the console now only heard in the room as she played.

You were now slightly draped against her, with her clothed thigh unfortunately in between your legs as your head continued to rest against her shoulder, and you can feel how your core was aching just from the brief friction she was giving, heat pooling across your stomach.

You were adjusting the way you sat again, the denim of her pants giving friction to your core as you bit your lip, a poor excuse of trying to grind on your girlfriend.

It felt pathetic, honestly. Lottie was just gaming yet here you were, trying to grind on her just because you had been feeling so needy ever since the day has begun.

You can only try to buck your hips, the movement there but not quite obvious as you continued, your eyes staying at your girlfriend the entire time because of the fear of getting caught.

Once you had found the rhythm you were looking for, you started to discreetly buck your hips in her clothed thigh, the friction buzzing between your legs as you were starting to feel wet, eyes still focused on Lottie.

You continued to grind down on her thigh for at least five minutes, before you felt her thigh also moving as if encouraging your movements as you were now moving your hips even more, a little whimper escaping through your lips as it was next to her ear.

"Lottie," you whined, now shamelessly grinding against her as she only hummed, as if teasing you. "No teasing," you murmured, panting against her neck as you looked at her.

"Is that why you've been so hellbent on having me not play?" she murmured, voice raspy as she chuckled. "Yeah? Keep grinding."

You continued grinding into the denim pants she wore, your shorts that were already stained with your arousal as you can feel the damp spot forming on her thigh - your cheeks flushing even more as you continued to move your hips.

As Lottie's character died on screen, she immediately started to unbuckle her belt, shimmying down her pants just for her cock to spring out, already half-hard and pre-cum covering on her tip.

You whined, happy to sink down on her length as she helped you remove your shorts and soiled panties, now just on your dress as you sank down with ease, humming in contentment as your gummy walls sucked her in deeply.

"Fuck," she mumbled, "Don't move, baby. Just enjoy how good it feels for now." she ordered, nodding your head to the command as you clenched down, the feeling of her cock stuffing you full was just making your head fuzzy.

You laid her head against her shoulders, dizzy with the intrusion of her cock against your aching cunt, with her still continuing to play with her game console.

But in reality, Lottie was losing focus. Her movements were slightly off with the way her character moved on the screen, her cock aching to move inside you. She adjusted the way you sat on her lap, her hips thrusting lazily in and out of you as you moved your hips to meet her movement.

"Lottie," you whined, fingers reaching out to rub your clit underneath your dress, whimpering of just how good it felt.

You were suddenly laid on your stomach on Lottie's bed, the game on her screen totally forgotten as your face was pressed on the warmth of her pillows, her pulling out as you whimpered at the loss of contact.

"M'sorry," she murmured, reaching out to pepper kisses on your forehead as she gathered the ends of your dress to brunch it up against your stomach, before lining her cock in your entrance, slowly pushing in that had you both moaning.

Her hands roamed over the curves still covered by your dress, stopping to grip on your hips as she slowly started to piston her hips, her length sinking every inch as your walls fluttered around it, welcoming the stretch.

The game flashing on the screen was long abandoned, the only sounds echoing on her bedroom were the skin slapping against each other that you were so sure you can hear once you pass by Lottie's bedroom, with you trying to muffle your moans and whimpers by burying your face at the warmth of her sheets.

"M'close," you whined, your hips also moving to meet your girlfriend's movements, as Lottie only thrusted her hips faster, her cock reaching that particular spot inside you that had you rolling your eyes back of your head.

"Come on, come for me," Lottie murmured, reaching up to rub the bundle of nerves in your clit, your orgasm hitting you like a train as you let out a loud cry, slumping down the bed as Lottie's pace fastened, before she pulled out last second — jerking off as she groaned, head tilted back as she splurted out her release on the arch of your back.

She slumped down on the bed next to you, kissing your forehead as she held you close.

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yellowjackets / masterlist / lottie matthews

steve harrington x gifted! fem reader

sypnosis : things have been tough between you and steve, but he's not letting you risk your life to save the world.

word count : 1.1k words.

— set in season 5 finale

— reader is referred to as 009, legal age ( nins as nickname ), has pain [ illusion based ] inducement

a/n : second steve harrington au ! — and yes, the power is inspired by jane from twilight, love her sm

‎Dustin has been explaining things that's only making your head hurt much.

‎He was explaining of how everything they all assumed about the Upside Down all along was actually wrong, of how it was actually a wormhole — a physics term as Max had briefly said that also didn't make any sense — and the Upside Down was actually a bridge between two dimensions.

‎One being Hawkins slash the entire universe itself, and the other being the dimension where Vecna slash 001 slash Henry Creel — whatever the others call him, has been living all this time.

‎They also had discovered that the bridge — the Upside Down, was completely unstable, and that it was all held by a matter that they found at the very top of Hawkins Lab.

‎The Abyss was the realm of where Vecna had stayed all those years when El vanished him at the Hawkins Lab Massacre, Eleven forming the Upside Down herself when she made contact at the other dimension.

‎It all explained of why Eleven couldn't find him, how every Crawl operation always failed, and how Holly fell from the sky.

‎You sat quietly beside Eleven, fingers thrumming at your jeans as you looked around once again, only to find Steve looking at you with a worried expression.

‎Things have been tough with him lately — mainly that he was mad because you wanted to desperately help, your power being a great addition to the team. But he completely refused, saying that Eleven, or Kali couldn't help you once Henry reached you, and God knows what can only happens if he actually does.

‎You completely hated how he seemed like he couldn't trust you — how he's treating you like some fragile thing that will break once you go head to head with Henry.

‎You immediately averted your gaze back to Will who now explained that Henry took kids as his victims because their minds were much more easier to mold, and how he was going to use them to now crash the worlds together.

‎And now, Will was saying how he was going to weaken the Upside Down to merge the two worlds together.

‎All of this was making your head hurt, closing your eyes as you opened them once again. Everything was making your head pounce, probably from all the practicing earlier you've done.

‎Now, everyone was sort of arguing of how they were suddenly going off two thousand feet in the air with sort of a magic beanstalker, Steve running off outside to look at the WSQK tower.

‎He explained of how they can use the WSQK tower as their 'beanstalker', let Vecna merge the two worlds together until they are closer to The Abyss — with Eleven, Max, and Kali attacking Vecna.

‎"It doesn't sound.. completely insane," Mike began, "But there's only one problem."

‎"I.. can't reach inside Vecna's mind." Eleven said, making Steve furrow his brows.

‎".. Can't you just load up on your junk food, or something?" Steve said, making you glare at him of how stupid it sounded.

‎"Or better," Nancy butted in, "We get you close. The Upside Down Lab is under his lair, meaning everything there is still there from Brenner's experiments, including —"

‎"The Bath." you said, your gaze distant as everyone now turned to look at you. "It's.. still there."

‎"If you do make it in his mind," Max said to El, "I can walk you through it. I know his mind inside and out."

‎"..I want to also go." you said, "Eleven's powers can weaken the longer he fights him.. and I'm also capable of fighting him."

‎"You're still weak, Nins. You can't possibly weaken yourself again —" Lucas began, making you look at him. "I'm fine. It was hours ago."

‎"He's right." you heard Steve say, making you look at him. "So you're all letting me watch as my siblings fight that man while I sit back and relax." you said, crossing your arms.

‎With Pain Inducement — a power that you possessed that lets you create pain by looking into a person, pain crippling through their bodies as it was a powerful thing, yet a curse that weakened you the longer you use it.

‎The others also seemed to notice how the tension was radiating down between you and Steve.

‎He only clenched his jaw slightly, exhaling as you looked at him. "Let's talk, outside." he began. You only nodded, going out of the door as he followed.

‎Once the two of you are quite away, you turned around, facing him. "I'm not going to stay." you began, "I'm not going to sit around and watch as all of you are on the brink of danger."

‎"You're still not okay." Steve began, "Who knows what might happen out there? —"

‎"That's why I'm supposed to be there." you cut him off, clenching your fists tightly. "I'm the oldest, Steve. You can't possibly let me sit out on this one."

‎"You can't face him in that state, Nins. You're still injured." Steve said, looking at you.

‎"I'm still capable." you said, "Whatever you like it or not, I'm not going to stay —"

‎"And what about me?" he said, making you stop as you looked at him.

‎"What?"

‎"What about me when something happens to you?" Steve said, clenching his jaw tightly as he looked away. "I just got you back."

‎That phrase alone made you stop. It's only been months since Hopper allowed you to see Steve once again — fearing your identity would soon be discovered.

‎"I'm not going to let him take you away again from me." he said, now holding your hand. "If I have to choose between letting you go in this fight, or having you angry at me because you sat out? I'd rather have you screaming at me when we get back." he said.

‎"So I know everything's safe, and you're in my arms again." he added, voice tight as he spoke.

‎"You just have to trust me." you whispered quietly, "...Please. I didn't disappear for months for nothing." you added, now looking at him.

‎"Trust me, Steve. Because I trust you," you whispered, "So much."

‎Steve pulled you suddenly against him, his arms tightening around your waist as you felt him kiss your forehead. He soon pulled away, looking at you.

‎"Okay." he said, nodding slightly as he looked away. "Yeah — yeah."

‎They soon walked back to the room, all the eyes laying upon them.

‎"I'm ready." you said, looking at Eleven with a determined expression.