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: nerd ! Ellie Williams x popular ! reader PT. 1

inspired by teenage dirtbag by wheatus !! also i'm sosososo sorry if this is bad!! i'm fighting for creativity rn, i hope this wasn't weird or funky sounding urrrghghhh

Includes !! : a more stereotypical way of school like imagine 2000s movies iykwim, awkward nerd ellie hehe, popular reader, yayayay

PLEASE READ THE DISCLAIMER!

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Ellie Williams wasn’t your most popular student — at least, among the other kids. She’d always be drawing or stuck in a book about whatever science thing she was interested in at the moment. You on the other hand were well known around school. Walking down the halls, you’d hear person after person say hi, even kids you didn’t even know. 

To say Ellie liked you is an understatement. She adored you. Not in a creepy way, but in an ‘I need her so badly, but I’m too afraid to say something, so I’ll giggle over her from afar’ way. All 2 of her friends knew your name. Dina and her would talk about you over a smoke while Jesse just chimed in every now and then. 

All of which leading up to this night. Dina and Ellie were smoking as Jesse watched TV. Ellie was in shambles, wondering whether or not to talk to you. The two of you were acquainted, but she wanted more. She wanted to make you laugh, to know the real you. The only problem was that she didn’t know if you’d pity her, laugh at her, or react in another totally exaggerated way.

 “I’m telling you, you just gotta go up and talk to her, man.” Jesse chuckled, running a hand through his hair and leaning back on the couch.

“El, the worst she can say is no-!” Dina laughed at Ellie’s rambling, who was now huffing out smoke and running a hand through her auburn hair.

“Or- Or look at me weirdly. Or never want to be near me. Or publicly embarrass me. Or-” Jesse cut her off, laughing and leaning forward as he rested his arms on his knees. “Look. You’re a cool person, she’s a cool person, you both would be perfect for each other. Me and her talked when we had study hall in the library. She seems like a sweet girl. She wouldn’t publicly embarrass you-!”

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Chemistry was the easiest for Ellie, so she almost always finished. You were walking behind her to put back the goggles when you pointed at one of her doodles. “This is so cute!!” Your voice chimed, gushing over her lazy scribbles on the paper. Ellie looked up at you and mumbled out a thank you, smiling all stupid. She watched as you walked back to your desk, leaving her palms sweating.

At the end of class, you went up to talk to her again. “Ellie- uhm, I was just wondering if you could help me after school with my chemistry work? You’re always done first so uh..” 

Ellie was taken aback, her eyes locked on you. She stood there and fiddled with her bag before actually speaking, her voice a little strained. “Uh- yeah uhm- yeah I can help you after school- Is the- the library ok?” And with your nod, she smiled. “Okay- See you after school then-.”

She rushed to tell Dina, her palms sweaty and her mind racing.

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She sat awkwardly at the table in front of you, doing her own homework as she waited for you to ask another question. It’d been an hour and a half since the two of you got here, and she still hadn’t gathered the courage to say anything.

“Hey Ellie,” Your voice broke the silence, and immediately Ellie’s head perked up to meet your gaze. “Yeah, what’s up?”

“The drawing earlier, who was it?” You tilted your head, fidgeting with your pencil. You didn’t want to make things awkward, but you just wanted to change the mood from strictly educational to friends chilling. If Ellie wanted.

“Oh uhm-” How the hell was she supposed to say it was you? That all over her papers were you, your eyes, your smile, the way your hair curled and complimented your face. “..A- uhm- She’s a character I saw in a comic-.” She stammered out as you nodded with an ‘Oooh.’

The more you two talked, the more she realized y'all had a lot more in common. You were more than the stereotypes usually stuck onto pretty girls in mini skirts and curled hair who were popular among people. You had your own niche tastes, and Ellie felt stupid for not considering the fact that you might've been a little weird like her too.

She also found out that your boyfriend's a dick. And even that's an understatement. Hell he even brought a gun to school. Of course, she was a little disappointed, but knowing you didn't like the way he acted anymore gave her a little hope. That didn't change the fact that she was scared of him. God, he'd kick her ass if he knew the truth.

A few kids walked past and whispered to each other, looking at Ellie before realizing she was with you. A few kids came up and said hi to you, leaving Ellie doodling in her sketchbook awkwardly waiting for them to leave. Other than that, the night was silent.

Once the two of y’all were done, you held your backpack straps tight and smiled at her. “Thank you for helping Ellie, do you think we could try studying together again? You really helped a ton!”

She rubbed the back of her neck as she mumbled out a thank you. “Ah.. It was nothing really-.. And yeah, we could do this again.” Hanging out with you tonight was already stressful enough. She didn’t know what to say, how to act, anything.

As you turned to walk away, her voice called out after you. She speed walked to you awkwardly, fiddling with her backpack straps once more. “Can- Can we uhm- Do you wanna like- Hang out sometime? I uh- know this good burger place that just opened- Me and my friends are gonna go but- but uh, you’re more than welcome to join us- If- if you want, y’know-.” 

Damn, why couldn’t she spit a single sentence out without jumbling her words?

Even after that mess of an invite, she was shocked to hear you say ‘yes.’ And so excitedly.

The two of you walked away feeling a little more accomplished.

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: nerd ! armin arlert x fem ! reader oneshot !

CONTENT WARNING : very freaky guys..

INCLUDES : slightly sub to dom armin, kinda pervy reader ?? slight degradation, use of mama, mommy etc, hickies, fingering, no p in v

he's not a high schooler in this guys!!! i just used the fanart as its trending rn, but you're both college students!!

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"what's the- the answer to this one-..?" armin stammered out, his face burning as he tried to ignore your hand on his thigh. you two had a bet- a way to make things interesting during tutor sessions. you two could touch whenever and wherever, but whoever came first before learning the topic lost and had to do what the other person wanted. armin wanted a new fuckass anime figurine. he didn't want to lose (again). was it dirty and almost unhinged? kinda. did y'all care? nope!

"I don't know, what is it min?" you tilted your head, your hand brushing further up teasingly. armin let out a shaky sigh, his grip on the pencil tightening as your hand played with the zipper of his jeans. his breath trembled, as you smiled. "well- to- to make- get the answer u- uhm- what-?" he stuttered and fumbled over his words, his eyes widening as he felt you unzip his jeans.

"to get the answer?" you repeated, your hand ghosting over his now throbbing boner. he tried to speak, but it came out in an incoherent ramble. suddenly, he grabbed your wrist, pulling it down past his boxers and to his leaking tip. he sighed, his eyes shutting as he stroked himself with your hand.

"so what's the answer?" you spoke again, knowing he wouldn't be able to speak. he was too lost in his lust drunk mind to realize you were asking something. "sh- shut- up." he whimpered out, before you sped up your hand, your brows furrowed. "don't talk to me like that.. or you might just lose our bet."

he grabbed your wrist once again, pulling it off before tugging his jeans down slightly, his cock now out and leaking. it was kind of cute really- seeing him so desperate he was doing things himself. he looked at you, his eyes half lidded and teary before leaning down, dragging his tongue against the crook of your neck. the metal of his tongue piercing tickled your skin, leaving goosebumps.

you find your way between his legs, your hand on his thigh. your hot breath grazed his leaking tip, his own breath shaking. without warning you pushed your head onto his cock lightly, his hand gripping your hair.

he let out a high moan, his eyes shutting before looking down at you. you gently bobbed your head, his head throwing back as he whimpered strings of 'fuck' and 'mama'. "d- doing so good for me mommy.. so- such a f- fucking good slut mama.." he moaned, your name leaving his lips like a chant.

he felt his orgasm coming soon, his grip on your hair tightening as he thrusted up into your mouth. his tongue lolled out as his glasses fogged, his words an incoherent babble. "fuck! mama i'm- shit...-!" he shoved your head off before panting, saving himself from cumming. "I.. I'm not losing this bet.." he breathed out, before gently grabbing your wrists, leading you to the bed. he leaned you back, propping your legs on his shoulders as he moved his mouth down to your inner thighs.

his hot breath sent shivers up your spine, his tongue licking upwards to your shorts. with your permission he tugged them off, his lips parting as he saw how drenched you were. he let out a sigh before moving it to the side, a finger circling your slit as he planted kisses on your lower stomach.

"so pretty mommy.. 'ma make you cum mama.." he whispered against your skin, your breath heavy. as he slipped a finger in, he kissed your inner thigh softly. you could feel his smirk as you moaned, his eyes locking up to your face. "taking it so well.. what a dirty mama.. I'm sure you could handle one more finger..." he dragged his voice teasingly, pushing a second finger inside as you let out a shaky moan of his name.

his other hand fiddled with the hem of your shirt, lifting it up over your chest. he leaned down and sucked on your hardened buds, his teeth grazing it oh so skillfully. it hurt- but it added onto all the pleasure he was giving you. he left hickies between your tits, almost marking you with these purple bruises.

he pumped his fingers relentlessly, curling them upwards to your g-spot. as much as you wanted to win this bet, the only thing on your mind was armin and his fingers fucking you senseless. your words were now babbles like his were before, tears streaming down your face as you cried from pleasure. his thumb circled your clit, drawing figure 8's as he slipped a third finger inside.

with that, your back arched, squirt and cum soaking the bed beneath you as you shook and convulsed in his hand. he smiled with pride, his eyes locked on your panting face. tears and drool shimmered on your face, hair sticking to your sweat drenched skin. he kissed your neck, pulling his fingers out slowly before speaking.

"guess I won"

: insecure ! carl grimes x reader

angst and reverse comfort !!

like my sal fisher one but carl vers </3

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carl who tried to seem strong, as if it didn't matter, even though everyone knew it did. after sneaking into negans place, no one could clean his bandages for him. not even michonne.

he'd avoid eye contact and always seemed self conscious- sure it could just be you looking too much into him but something was off. the first week after he was shot sure he was still adjusting but now, it seemed like he'd started over.

one day, you heard rustling in his room when you were visiting and immediately rushed inside, only to see a mess of medical supplies on the floor and a frustrated carl sitting on the edge of his bed.

that day carl tried to push you away as much as he could, but he couldn't fight your stubbornness. his body tensed as your fingers softly applied the ointment, delicately touching his scar. you gently put the bandage around his head, before smiling. "all done," your voice chimed, before carl looking away.

"thank you.." he mumbled before hesitatingly hugging you. it was unexpected, yet you let him hold you tightly, his body melting into your touch. melting as if he finally found comfort for something he believed didn't deserve any.

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: insecure ! sal fisher x reader oneshot !

my poor baby </3

insecure! sal fisher who was used to the stares, but never truly got used to the feeling it left him with. he knew people would stare, but would always feel alienated.

insecure! sal fisher who was anxious to be in the same room as you. it took him a long while to get comfortable with you.

"wait don't come in-!" he stammered out, struggling to put his prosthetic on before you came in. you'd respect his decisions, but one day you wanted him to know he can trust you. you took his hands in yours, gently pulling them off his prosthetic as you smiled at him softly. ever since that day, he had never been embarrassed since. sure he'd hesitate every now and then, but he'd be bare faced with you whenever y'all hung out!

insecure! sal fisher who sat on the bed as you sat on the floor, both playing on your game boys before he spoke up, his voice slightly vulnerable. "does my face really not bother you?" he asked before you sighed, feeling bad in how low his self confidence could get. "no, it doesn't bother me." "are you sure?" "yes sally, promise!"

you spoke comfortingly, before going back to the video games, which he appreciated.

: modern ! ellie williams x religious ! reader oneshot

includes ! not proofread, purposely all lowercase, kinda crappy writing, mentions of religion, smut smutmsutmsutt, soft dom ellie, little bit of a corruption kink ?? mostly vanilla

i'm sorry for being mia, lowk idek if yall rmr me LMAO

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"el- ellie- mmh.. feels- ..hah..!"

"it's ok pretty girl. just a lil' more.." ellie hummed as she pushed a second finger inside, her voice comforting you through the pain.

it started out as an innocent study session in her dorm room. both of you were paired up to work on some project, honestly you can't remember. ellie's roommate dina was out for the week, so the dorm was quiet. it was a brush of the knee, then your fingertips brushed, and a look was shared for a little too long. your breath hitched as she leaned in, the light reflecting off your cross necklace felt mocking.

"...will God hate me..?" you asked shakily, your mind screaming at you to stop. kissing girls, sex before marriage ー you're what a Christian mother fears.

"..i'm sure He wouldn't. and i sure don't." ellie smiled awkwardly, her gaze flickering from your eyes to your lips.

her hand somehow found your way to your thigh, which managed to slip up your skirt, rubbing you through your soaked panties. her lips found your mouth, your tongues intertwined and your whines slipped. it just escalated from there.

it burned the way it felt so good. you truly couldn't lie anymore, you liked her. needed her so badly in such a sinful way. it was terrible, you knew that, but you needed her. she was your sin, but at least she was yours.

ellie's fingers curled and thrusted inside of you gently, enough to make your back arch, but soft enough to not overwhelm you. it was nice how thoughtful she was being.

"so sweet.. it's ok, you're doing so good. just take my fingers a little longer, ok baby?" she whispered in your ear, trailing kisses from your jaw to your shoulder.

your necklace rested on the side table of the couch. you couldn't bring yourself to wear it while doing something so dirty. your lips left pretty moans as you squirmed, your hands gripping ellie's shoulders tightly. you knew what sex was, knew it was supposed to feel good. you just didn't know it could feel this good between two girls.

"shh.. i'll take care of you. my good girl." she had been praising you the whole time. you felt bad --- you were so oblivious. you didn't know how to do what she did. the way her fingers pumped and curled and pressed spots that made your vision blur, her lips that knew where to kiss and what to say.

her thumb rubbed your clit and your brain went hazy. your stomach felt unnaturally tight, your thighs shaking. your knees buckled around her arm and she pecked kisses across your face.

"that's it.. just moan my name.. you're doing great. let it happen.. i've got you." she spoke softly, kissing your ear. her fingers slowly started to pump faster, as her thumb pressing and circling your clit harder.

you let her name slip from your lips, then again, and again. it was the only thing you could say, ellie and her fingers being the only thing running through your mind.

"c- close- i'm- i- ellie- ellie..!" you stammered, your face burying into ellie's neck while you came on her fingers. your body shook and your hands dug into ellie's shoulders.

"you did so good for me.." she praised, as she slowly withdrew her fingers and planted kisses on your cheeks. she licked her fingers clean, before finding a towel to dry your sweat covered face.

: dom ! ellie williams x fem ! reader oneshot !

CONTENT WARNING: very freaky near the end

INCLUDES !! dom Ellie, fingering, praise and comfort, teasing, begging, pet names (good girl, baby, mama, basic ones ik)

TW: religious guilt LMAO

summary: reader's feeling religious guilt for liking Ellie, and Ellie comforts her!! (oh she gonna comfort her another away alr..)

this is definitely more self indulgent, but I hope those struggling out there with me feel comforted a little bit :3 this is also kinda inspired by that one scene in "but I'm a cheerleader" where Megan and Graham are getting super touchy and stuff !!

again I don't proofread my writing before posting so i'm sorry if it's buns </3

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Ellie was never religious. she hoped there would be something up there, a reason why life was going shit but she gave up. you on the other hand, grew up in a religious household. as much as you loved God, you've always felt a strange attraction to girls. you knew it was wrong, but you couldn't help it. girls and their pretty lips, their eyes, ..boobsー fuck, girls are just so pretty.

which led to your current state with your friend Ellie Williams. you and her had been oddly close, your parents letting her sleep over every now and then. they let her all the time when y'all were growing up, they just had to never find out she was gay. easy enough! you and Ellie were watching a movie downstairs in the living room, your parents already asleep. every stolen glance, scooting closer, and legs brushing that happened made your heart stutter. you didn't want to admit it, it felt wrong, but you were falling in love. with a girl. and you were falling hard.

you still had to keep calm, pretend nothing was wrong. you used that to your advantage, I mean- you got to cuddle close and yeah she'd get flustered but you got away with it. it was nice having her move your hair out the way so she could lean against your shoulder. you felt guilty using this, both because Ellie didn't know you were like this because you needed her as close to you as possible, but also because God was watching. right now. seeing you cuddle up to a girl you were thinking about so pervertedly.

here you were, sitting on her lap as she held her arms around your waist, holding you closely. her breath warm against your ear "Ellie I've been thinking.." you started, the movie playing as Ellie hummed. "God would get mad if I like girls y'know?" you continued, as Ellie chuckled. "so I've heard?"

"but- I think-" you stammered, growing embarrassed. your heart raced admitting it out loud. you turned around, wanting to look her in the eyes when you said it.. even though you didn't and ended up just looking everywhere but Ellie. "there's a really pretty girl and honestly I don't know what to do anymore because she's so so gorgeous and I wanna kiss her so bad but I can't because I'm scared God will hate me or my parents will hate me or-" you rambled on and on.

Ellie was taken aback, your sudden confession both exciting and worrying her. she waited for you to finish, before finally speaking up, her voice a little shaky.

"well.. what from what i know, God made love right?"

"right"

"then.. I think people should love who they want. you cant help who you love."

"but it says-"

"yes I know it says homosexuality is a sin but, you just can't help it. like- your crush on this girl- who even is it-??"

"..just keep telling me your advice" you changed the topic, turning red.

"fine fine.. but, love is love y'know? you will love whoever, and your heart can't help that."

you took her words in, basically straddling her lap before you hugged her tightly, your hands gripping the back of her shirt tightly. "...I think I like you." you finally blurted out, as Ellie's eyes widened, her cheeks red. "well shit.. I.. I like you too."

the movie was playing, but so were you two. what started off as a gentle kiss led to her on top of you, her knee propped and grinding your clothed sex as her hands gently trailed your body, feeling the skin under her finger tips. her kiss muffled your whimpers, your hips grinding against her knee for any kind of friction, before wanting more. you pawed at her shirt, your eyes teary as you whimpered out.

"please Ellie.."

"please what?" she tilted her head teasingly, her knee applying more pressure as you whined out.

"...I- I- want your fingers inside me.." you stuttered out as she smiled, chuckling breathlessly

"shit.. good girl.." she whispered, her fingertips slowly traveling down your chest, to your stomach, before slowly slipping into your panties, your breath hitching as her fingers circled your slit. she watched your face, seeing your brows knit together as you desperately tried to push it inside, your hips angling against her fingers. she kissed your neck, shushing you softly. "shhh.. just wait mama..."

after a few minutes of relentless teasing, she finally spoke, smiling softly. " 'ma put it in now baby.." she whispered as you nodded enthusiastically, your stomach flipping. she slowly slipped a finger inside, her lips parting in awe as you moaned softly.

her finger pumped in and out, her other hand resting on your hip. "feels good?" she whispered as you nodded. you had fingered yourself before, but having Ellie do it had your pussy stammering. her thumb went up and found your clit, circling it gently. "e- el- add- els.." you whimpered breathlessly, a smirk slowly appearing on Ellie's face. "hm? what's up mama.. use your words?"

"I.. ha.. another finger.. please.." you begged, as she smiled. "good girl.. using your manners so well." she pumped another finger inside, curling her fingers upward to hit your g-spot. as you let a slightly louder moan slip, she gently covered your mouth with her other hand. "shhh mama.. we can't have your parents find out.."

you felt your walls tighten around her fingers, gripping her tightly. "you're close? it's fine baby, I'm here mama.. don't worry I'm here.." she urged, keeping her pace as she thrusted her fingers in and out rhythmically.

she kept her hand over your mouth, her lips and tongue trailing your neck, her fingers thrusting in and out as your eyes rolled back, your thighs trembling as you came on her fingers. you leaned your head back on the couch, your breath heavy as she licked your slick off her fingers.

the two of you cleaned up and laid together on the couch, holding each other tightly. yeah. you loved loving this girl.

: nerd ! Ellie Williams x popular ! reader PT. 3

hey... guess who's back... i'm so sorry for being gone for so long!! i got shy after how much interaction i got and didn't write for a whole week LAMAO i'm sososo sorry if this is shit and i hope y'all enjoy </3

Includes !! a more stereotypical way of school like imagine 2000s movies iykwim, awkward nerd ellie hehe, popular reader, yayayay

CHAPTERS (please read the disclaimer!)

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As the days went by, both you and Ellie were getting closer. More casual hang outs, more inside jokes for the two of you to giggle and laugh about, and more things you each knew about each other. You knew Ellie was a nerd and loved a whole bunch of stuff, but you really underestimated it until now.

“Dude, my favorite comic series is getting a movie-!” Ellie exclaimed to you one day, her eyes wide and sparkling with awe. The two of you were hanging out at your house in the living room with Ellie on the couch and you on the floor.

“Wait, that’s so cool!” You giggled as you looked at her. Recently you’ve been noticing little things and writing it down in your pink glitter journal. Just small quirks she does whenever she’s with you. She does this little chuckle when she talks about something she’s impressed by, her nose kinda scrunches up whenever she’s taken aback, and when she gets nervous she won’t look at anything but the ground while scratching the back of her neck. It was weird how much you noticed about her when you never acted like this with your boyfriend. 

Could you even call him that anymore? Y’all haven’t spoken in days, yet all you want to do is spend time with Ellie. Is that normal? To want to be with her, to laugh with her, to look at her lips when she talks and notice all the small moles on her face and hands? Her voice when she mumbles to herself?

“..llo??? Hey-! Are you even listening?” She laughed a little, her head tilted and looking at you. You were so busy thinking that you didn’t even realize she was talking.

“Yeah- Yeah sorry.. What were you saying?” You fiddled with your hair, smiling awkwardly.

“I was just asking if you wanted to watch it with me? The movie comes out on Friday — Shit wait, it might be packed — Maybe we could try Saturday?” Her eyes were almost expecting, waiting for you to answer. But it seemed like she already picked what she wanted to hear you say. She licked her lips (another habit you noticed her doing) and rubbed the back of her neck before you nodded.

“Yeah we could go! This sounds so fetch.”

“..What the fuck is fetch??”

“You’ve never watched Mean Girls???” You gawked at her, brows raised and jaw dropped.

“No?? Sounds like a dumb movie.” She noticed your slightly disappointed and offended expression before looking down with a sigh. 

“...We can watch it if you want.” She mumbled out almost reluctantly and you gasped and cheered.

“OK!! Wait- turn on the TV, I have the disc!!!”

“How do I turn it on?”

“Your mom.” You giggled and she rolled her eyes.

“Wow, so funny.” She let out a small chuckle before finally turning on the TV.

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As the movie played on Ellie seemed a little disinterested, but she carried on for you. The two of you made popcorn even. Seemed bearable enough for her, right? You reached down to rest your hand on the couch when you felt Ellie’s already there. She was gonna move away, her eyes wide. You could hear her heartbeat from where you sat. For some reason though, you intertwined your fingers with hers. It felt warm; tingly. You’d felt like this with your boyfriend — a long LONG while ago though.

Ellie wanted to say something — anything just to fill the awkward silence — but nothing came out. The room was just filled with the voices of a movie the two of you weren’t really watching anymore.

You didn’t know why your heart beat the way it did, or why your palms grew sweaty, or why your face felt like it was burning and stinging. You knew that’s how love should be; enough to make you grow silent with the fact that someone’s presence is enough to make your mind wonder if the two of you had a future. You knew love was pure and gentle, yet this was the first time you felt it. Even with the boyfriend.

Speaking of the devil, your phone rang. There he was, calling you as if the two of you hadn’t been on shaky terms since you and Ellie started hanging out. When you picked up, it was a bunch of yelling and incoherent rambles about how popular he was or whatever. You could smell the alcohol through the phone.

“...We’re done.”

“What?” He slurred out, his mumbling coming to a halt.

“Yeah. I’m tired of you thinking with your dick. I don’t think I ever felt genuine love from you. Not once did you make me feel like I was a priority. I hope your friends suck your cock better than I did.” You grumbled out, before hanging up. You went and blocked him, Ellie staring at you awkwardly.

“Uh.. You ok..?” When you finally locked eyes with her, she noticed how much lighter you seemed. Your eyes were basically glittering in the light of the movie, your smile wide. 

“I just broke up with him!”

“..I heard- You’re not- upset?” She couldn’t help but feel guilty for being happy at the fact that you weren’t upset. Her mind raced back to the moment in the car. Did you really see her as a love interest? She was excited at even the smallest chance of it.

“Nope! Oh my gosh- We should celebrate!”

“What-??”

“Like- Wait-! I have drinks in my fridge!” Ellie sat there dumbfounded, her head tilted as she watched you excitedly rushing to your kitchen to get some drinks. She let out a small chuckle, rubbing the back of her neck with her hands. “This girl..” She mumbled before getting up to follow you in the kitchen.

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“And I was just sooo tired of his ass!” You slurred, putting your third cup down. Ellie was pouring your drinks for you, careful not to put too much.

“And I mean like- It was almost like he couldn’t go a minute without asking to see tits-! It was soooo UGH.” You grumbled as you leaned your head against your hands, resting your elbows on the table. During the span of 20 minutes, your face had started to flush and your giggles were growing more frequent. Ellie couldn’t help but giggle, her head tilted as she watched you with amusement.

“I’m glad you left him.” She smiled, sipping from her own cup. 

“...When did you know you liked girls?” You blurted out, causing her to pause. She didn’t expect it and now she was left dumbfounded. 

“Uh well.. I uhm- Knew from a young age. Maybe when I was like.. 13? 14? Somewhere like that. Why-?” She tilted her head, watching as you reached out and fiddled with her fingers. 

“..I dunno.. Just… wondering..” You mumbled out. Ellie sighed and watched as you held her hand again, waving it around like a kid with a new toy. She felt her cheeks grow warm the longer your hands stayed together, her free hand taking another sip of her drink.

“..When we hold hands.. My face feels really tingly.. My body gets a little cold.. Not in a bad way, but- I get anxious.. Like- Like I- err.. Realllyyy really wanna make it perfect. Even if we’re just holding hands.. Y’know..?” You hiccuped, as Ellie listened silently. Her heart ached, not wanting to be delusional from your drunken words. 

“...You’re drunk. You shouldn’t be saying shit like that..”

“But it’s true!! Really..” You leaned close to her hand, bringing it to your cheek as you melted into it. “..You’re so warm Els.. I don’t wanna be anywhere else.”

She was hesitant, not wanting to believe you despite the fact you were basically cuddling with her hand. She let out a deep sigh as she nodded.

 “...Let’s get you to bed, mk?” As the two of you walked to your bedroom, she placed her hand on the small of your back and steadied your wobbling. She tucked you into bed gingerly, as if you’d break if she breathed wrong. 

“...Don’t go.” You whispered, your voice vulnerable. The way you were looking at her with your flushed cheeks and glossed over eyes that drew her in. How could she resist you? Ellie sat next to your bed, only for you to pull her down next to her. 

“Ow-! Hey, what was that for?” She tried to sound stern despite her reluctant smile. Your drunken giggles were just making it harder for her. Fuck, why were you even prettier like this?

“...In the car.. When I said I’d date you if you were a guy..?”

“....Yeah?”

“...I don’t think I would..” Ellie paused.

“Huh?”

“I’d date you. Not if you were a guy, but you.. Y’know?” Ellie felt her face flush, and just as she was about to say something you were asleep. 

What the fuck??

: nerd ! Ellie Williams x popular ! reader PT. 2

hi guys!! i did NOT expect all the love for my first chapter, but thank y'all so sosmsosomuch!!! i really hope y'all like this one, i have a really rough outline for how i want this story to play out.. ALSO THIS IS SUPER LONG LIKE ALMOST 2000 WORDS??? dude i didn't even write that much for my ap class. i hope y'all like this!!!

Includes !! a more stereotypical way of school like imagine 2000s movies iykwim, awkward nerd ellie hehe, popular reader, yayayay

CHAPTERS (please read the disclaimer!)

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“What the hell did I just do?!” Ellie was a mess in her room, lying face flat on her bed as she let out a scream of exasperation. She had your number now — which is super shocking knowing she couldn’t speak straight the entire time — but now she actually had to talk to you. Studying was ok, she had an idea of what to say since they were all science related. Hanging out as friends? Actually socializing with you? She was dying at all the different possibilities of it going bad.

“Ellie cmon, it’s not that bad.” Dina was on the other end of the phone, her frustration growing slightly. Not because Ellie was complaining, but because she had such low self confidence. “Me and Dina will be there, it’ll be fine!” Jesse’s voice chimed in, him and Dina giggling. “It could be like a double date!” Dina suggested and Ellie groaned again. “Guys- I can’t do this dude, this is gonna go so bad-! I can’t even talk to her without stuttering. When we were leaving that library, I was so awkward that even the librarians were eyeing me.”

“Look El, we’ll be there. You’ll be fine. Just- be yourself-” Dina cut Jesse off. “But less nervous and awkward! Ok Ellie, me and Jesse are gonna go back to what we were doing.” Ellie scrunched her nose up, her brows furrowed. “Ew gross! Fine, ok- bye.” She laughed a bit, before her mind went right back to you. She really wanted to do this right- shit, what if your freak of a boyfriend found out?? She’d get run over by his IROC. Her overthinking was interrupted by the notification on her phone going off. She glanced over and it was you. She opened her phone immediately, a smile already creeping onto her face. God, she was such a loser.

ellie!! wheres that burger place at btw!

 It’s near the new mall that just opened up If you want I can drive you?

 She was typing before she even realized what she said. She froze, her eyes widening at her own words. She’d pick you up?? It’d be the two of y’all in a car, alone, just you two?? She couldn’t even think straight. She was about to take it back before you responded;

OK! thx a lot! <3

She was done for. There was no way she could put you in her car. That’d be too nerve wracking for her. What if you hated the way the smell of weed lingered in the back? The amount of stains on her seats from spilling her takeout, or the sticky notes with drawings of you and her hidden in her glove compartment?? ‘It’ll be ok it’ll be ok..’ Was all she could repeat in her head as she went to go get her keys.

. . .

“Get in-.” Her voice came out harsher than expected, her brows furrowing at her mistake as she looked away. She didn’t mean to seem mean, but she didn’t know how to express herself. “..Sorry for the mess.” You looked around the car as you buckled up and that shit sparkled. It shined in the sun and you swore you could see your reflection on the glove compartment. Despite that, the car was a little old and run down, but it had its own charm to it. Ellie bought a new air freshener and even sprayed some of her cologne to hide the scent of weed. She really hoped it worked.

She eyed you, her hands gripping the steering wheel a little tighter before starting the car. Geez you were so damn pretty. Everything about you was so enticing to her. “Oh uh- you can play uhm.. Music on my speaker.” As you scrolled through her CD’s, you gasped, pointing at a certain one. 

“You listen to Iron Maiden too-??”

“You know Iron Maiden??”

“Why’d you say it like that-?”

“I dunno.. Just thought you’d be into pop songs or some shit..” She glanced at you, noticing your expression. You looked confused — or at least she thought you did (she couldn’t really read it)  —  and she cleared her throat. The last thing she wanted to do was turn you off, if you were even enjoying her company in the first place.

The two of you sat in the car as the heavy metal blasted, the bass making the windows vibrate. She took occasional glances towards you. She didn’t mean to, but she couldn’t help it. No matter what she was doing, she always ended up going back to you. Despite the screaming from the speaker, it seemed silent. She seemed obligated to talk, to entertain you, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. The more she thought of it the tighter she gripped the wheel, her knuckles turning white and her palms sweating.

“..Your boyfriend won’t like- shoot me in the head right?”

“What-?”

“Cause I’m taking you out to eat with me ‘n my friends.?”

“Oh- No he’s- uhm, not like that. Promise-!” You hesitate, “...Hopefully.” Was all you could mumble under your breath, making Ellie all the more antsy. She hated your boyfriend. Loathed him even. She wished he was gone every time you crossed her mind. If he was gone she could just take you right now and-

“Is that it?” Your voice broke her thoughts, pointing at a retro themed burger place. It looked like a place where people would call you a slur if you even breathed in near it, but it was charming in its own little way. “Yup, in all its oily glory..” She went to park, before glancing around. “That’s weird.. Dina and Jesse aren’t here yet-.”

“It’s ok, we can wait-!” You smiled, your optimism making her chuckle. “Yeah, we can.” She rubbed the back of her neck, looking down at her phone every now and then.

. . .

It’d been half an hour now. No sign of Jesse and Dina. The two of you were growing a little worried, Ellie more frustrated. She didn’t know why they had dipped or just left y’all there. She was just hoping it wasn’t one of their little pranks again. Suddenly a ding from Ellie’s phone;

 SRRY!! We’ll b a lil late,,, be there in a sec! ETA is 30 minutes, stuck in traficc **traffic Go in n get a seat alrdy! Dont get 2 handsy ;))

 Ellie bit her lip, rolling her eyes before shoving her phone in her pocket and looking back at you. “They said they’re gonna be a little late, but we can go in and get our seats.”

“Oh uh- ok!” You smiled, following her into the diner. Inside was your colorful reds and blues, the waitresses even on rollerskates as they glided past y’all. The two of you took your seats and began to order.

Ellie knew she should say something, her hands sweating. Unknowing to her, you were thinking the same. “I really like your tattoo.” You spoke, still looking at the menu. She glanced down at her arm, smiling shyly. “Uh thanks- I uhm.. Like your hair.” She was awkward but she meant well and you knew that. But God on her it was so attractive.

The waiter came and went and then it was awkward silence again. You fiddled with the straw of your drink, biting it silently and Ellie glanced up at you every now and then. “..I’m sorry dude, I dunno where they are..” 

“It’s ok-!” You reassured her, smiling softly. Sure it was awkward, but you were with her. So it was always gonna be ok. “..How’s science going?” She tilted her head, not knowing what else to talk about before you sighed. “Do you really wanna talk ‘bout school r’now?” 

“You’re right- uh- Sorry-. Uhm… You like comics.?” 

“Girl, yes!” 

You noticed a few things about Ellie as you two started to talk a little more. The way she looked down and sucked in a breath whenever she grew a little awkward, the way she licked her lips as she waited for you to finish talking, her fingers tapping the table every now and then. She noticed things about you too. The way you smile when you talk about something you like, your hands speaking with you — almost exaggerating your words. The way you tuck the same strand behind your ear because it keeps coming back. It was cute. You’re cute. And she couldn’t get enough of you.

Suddenly, the ring of a phone. At first Ellie thought it was hers, but you picked up your phone and saw your boyfriend calling. Ellie rolled her eyes, you sucked in a breath. Neither of you really liked him. You were gonna break up with him sooner or later. You picked it up, sighing.

“Yea-”

“Where the hell are you?!”

“Hanging out with a frie-”

“What?? I’ve been texting you! Who’s this friend?! Are you hanging out with a guy? Did you tell him about me?”

“Yeah, I’ve told her about you.”

Then silence. He was quiet before speaking again. “Call me when you get home.” And he hung up. Both you and Ellie locked eyes, before the two of you laughed. “Yikes, he sounds like my dad.”  Her smile was so pretty. Her eyes seemed to sparkle. The longer you looked at her, the more your palms seemed to sweat. Why did she make you so nervous? Why did you want to hear her voice say your name, compliment you, or feel her knees near yours under the table, or her hands-

“It’s getting late..” Ellie mumbled as she went to pay the bill. You quickly grabbed it, pulling out your wallet and she just snatched it back.

“Fine, I’ll just pay next time.” 

Ellie’s heart stammered a bit. “Next time??” 

“Yeah, next time!”

“..Fine.”

. . .

The drive back home was fun. Iron Maiden turned down as you two laughed and shared stories. You two were really warming up to each other now. “Dude I turned around, and his glittery pink thong was in my face. Are you kidding me!!”

“What?? Maybe he just wanted to feel the sparkle.” She said as she turned the corner.

“It was my glittery thong he was wearing!”

“Ewww what the fuck!” 

As she pulled into your neighborhood, you glanced at Ellie and smiled. “Y’know Ellie, if you were a guy I’d date you.”

She paused, caught off guard. She felt flattered, but also disappointed and almost sad. “You wouldn’t date me if I was just- me? A woman, I mean.” Did you not swing that way? Would you ever? Or would you just hate her if you knew?

“..I dunno.”

The car was silent. You shouldn’t have opened your mouth. You didn’t know where you were going with that. Why’d you even say that? You broke the silence by getting your bag onto your shoulder, smiling awkwardly. “Uh- anyways uhm-.. G’night Ellie. Thanks again.”

“Goodnight.”

As you closed the door, she watched you go inside your house before driving off. Her mind was flooding, her heart pounding. She felt excited, yet scared and even a little discouraged. You didn’t know if you’d date her as a woman. Did you even ever think about it? Why’d you even bring it up?

That night, the both of you were in bed with the covers pulled over your heads with a groan. 

. . .

BONUS !!

Jesse and Dina were giggling with each other in Jesse’s car, high fiving. “They looked real happy in the diner.” Jesse started, taking a sip of his soda. The two had been in the parking lot of the place the entire time, just watching you two laugh and joke. “I know right!! I really do hope they get together.” Dina giggled, taking a fry and dipping it in Jesse’s ketchup.

“Me too.”

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