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love at first sight wasn't something you wanted to believe in. it seemed shallow, and selfish, and didn't give people the credit they deserved. but the girl standing in front of you right now was giving you a reason to believe love at first sight was real.

"what can i get started for you today?" your voice was wobbly, hands shaking from the way she was looking intently at your face. her grey hoodie was loose in all the right areas. she had the sleeves pushed up to reveal her forearm tattoo.

fuck.

her voice was smooth as she spoke, "can i just get an iced dragonfruit tea?"

"yeah, totally!" what an awful choice she made, she's lucky she's cute, "and what's a good name for the order?"

"uh," she scratches the back of her hand, "ellie."

ellie.

"alright," you finish the transaction, "your order will be ready soon, ellie."

god, you hope she came in more often.

could i get ellie as a knight in love with princess reader?

my beloved

summary: she was coming back today. after many days and nights without her, your knight was finally back.

wc: 985

cw: mentions of injury, maybe slight homophobia in a way

a/n: i literally love this trope it's my absolute favorite! thanks for your request

your fingers tapped against the book laid in front of you. your tutor was going on and on about the dull allegories hidden within the text, but you couldn't be troubled to pay much attention. 

she was coming back. after many restless nights, you finally got a letter delivered addressed to you detailing where exactly she was. 

if she was correct in her estimate, the group she was with should enter the palace any time now. at the latest, another hour or so. your heart swelled at the prospect of seeing her again.

your tutor clicks her tongue as she sees your eyes wandering out the window, "my lady," your head twists back to look at her, "looking out the window will not bring her any faster."

you lay your head on your hands with a sigh. there was truth to her words but all you wanted to do was will the knights to arrive, "i just pray they are safe, that is all."

she chuckles at your words, "i know your true intentions."

it wasn't said in a malicious manner, you knew she would never mean it like that, but it still made your heart pick up speed. falling in love with a knight as a princess was taboo enough. but with a woman knight? it would be hard for your to fully explain that to people. 

"there they are!" she blurts suddenly while clapping her hands together. you jump out of your seat and scramble over to the window.

she was there in the front, riding in on a beautiful white horse. you couldn't see her face due to those stupid metal headgear. it was for her safety, but you were selfish. all you wanted was to see her freckled face. you were going to have to be a little more patient.

you look over at your tutor who gave you a knowing nod. she was telling you to go ahead. the books scattered on your desk were the last thing on your mind as you scurried out of the room. the hallways were bustling with maids and medics dashing to tend to the knights.

you weave through the crowd of people, trying to hide a smile that was pulling at the corners of your mouth. 

your friend, who happened to be a maid, stops you with a giddy expression, "come over here!" she whispers while pulling you into a concealed corner.

"dina," your hushed whisper vibrated between the two of you, "i must go! i have to see her this instance or i will seriously explode." 

she laughs, "i know, i know but," her face turns more solemn. worry spread through you, "i must let you know that she was injured."

you twist to try and get out of the corner but dina was stronger than she looked. she kept you firmly in place, "i have to go!"

"it was nothing serious!" her words cause your wriggling to stop, "she just has a slight scar on her face now. that is what i have heard from the medics."

"oh, dina. i don't care about that."

dina pats your shoulder, "yes, i'm aware. ellie can do no wrong but i just didn't want you to be stunned," she pushes your shoulder slightly, "now go see her."

not wasting a second, you dart back into the hallway, breaking through the flow of people. you had to get your tree soon or she would have to go back to training without even getting to see each other. you could not let that happen. that would be a fate worse than death for you right now.

when the outside air rolls onto your skin you feel a sudden relief wash over you. only a couple more strides and she would be there, waiting for you. the thought made you giddy.

as you breached the top of the hill, you saw her outline staring in the opposite direction of you. she was looking out on the small village you were one day going to rule over. your heart hammered against your chest. she was as gorgeous as she was when she left.

you take a couple more steps before calling out, "ellie." she jumped at your voice before turning around. 

her face scrunched as if she was in pain before engulfing you in her arms, "it felt like i waited for you for an eternity out here."

you take a deep breath, reveling in how her arms felt around you, "dina pulled me aside. i would've gotten here faster if i could have."

ellie laughs and you could cry at how the sound made you feel, "that girl is always causing trouble." she pulls you from her chest so she could look at you.

your eyes go to the scar that starts at the top of her eyebrow and ends in the middle of her cheek. your fingers ghost over the healed scar. ellie smiles gently at the soft way you treat her.

"a knife wound," ellie speaks causing you to jerk away, "i let my guard down."

you rub her face and she leans into it as if she had been starving for your touch, "even with a wound like this you are still the most sensational human i've ever seen."

she shakes her head, "clearly you haven't seen yourself," her hands grab at your waist, "i missed yo-"

a booming voice echoes throughout the hill, calling for your perfect knight. she curses as a tinge of regret flickers through her eyes. ellie looks at you apologetically but you understand.

"i may have looked at the schedule of the knights," ellie looks impressed at your act of deviance, "i expected this. you may go, i am just elated we got to spend some time together."

ellie lands a kiss on your cheek, brushing your hair out of your face, "expect to see me tonight, my beloved."

stupid bitch

a/n: this is for the anon who requested something based off of the song stupid bitch by girl in red! i have no clue where the ask went so i'm sorry about that! thank you for requesting ! i did this in headcanons because i wasn't too sure what you preferred

ellie was at your every beck and call

she couldn't help it when she got that text that just said "el... :(" she was already halfway to your apartment

all she wanted to do was comfort you in these times

she couldn't let you be sad, it made her feel awful to see your glassy eyes and wobbly lip

but she hated how you kept doing this to yourself

it was like month after month you would find a girl, fall completely in love with her, and then be crushed when they broke up with you

ellie tried to advise you to take a month or two (or forever) to collect yourself and take a break from dating

she was always met with your angry face

"you think i should just be an old maid?" ellie would roll her eyes anytime you gave her some sort of variation of that

but even when she was annoyed at those texts, she would always come over

she couldn't let you be sad all alone

that's why she was there with you again, her arm thrown over your shoulder as you cry into her chest

"you know," you groan as she begins her spiel, "you seriously need to consider taking a break from dating. clearly, the girls in the dating game right now are not good."

you pull away from her chest and notice the tear stains on her shirt

how embarrassing

you ignore it though

ellie doesn't seem to mind the stains

"what am i supposed to do, ellie?" you throw your hands up

she throws her head back, "it's really not that difficult to just not date," her eyes narrow when she looks back at you, "you gotta take time to find someone who will treat you right."

tears prick at the corners of your eyes, "i thought she was perfect! i don't want to be single... i hate that feeling."

ellie's hand guides your face to look at her again, "okay," her voice is full of resolution, "date me then. i'd treat you right."

your heart stutters

this can't be actually happening

you waited for her to do her classic 'i'm just fuckin' with ya' and start laughing but as the seconds continued on and her face stayed serious, you knew she meant it

you couldn't lie to yourself, you did find yourself staring at her forearms and hands from time to time

and she was undeniably pretty

and funny

and kind (to you at least)

a blush rises to your face but her green eyes continue to stare daggers into you

"we can do that." your voice cuts the tension

ellie smirks, "perfect."

MONSTER MASH IS SOOOO GOOOOOOD PLEASE MAKE A PART 2 🙏🙏🙏

AHH REALLY??? ILL MAKE A PART TWO IF PEOPLE WANT IT <33

monster mash

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

genre: fluff!

wc: 500

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

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

real sexy.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

maybe the mouse costume was really sexy after all.

falling in love at a coffee shop pt. 3 [ELLIE W]

summary: watching movies with your favorite barista was never easier

genre: fluff/angst

wc: 1.9k

a/n: thank you guys for loving this! i don't feel as if im too good at telling stories but im glad you guys enjoy it hehe sorry if i missed anyone on the tags as well!!!!

part two

Who even knew video stores were still a thing? You surely didn't think they were — you were almost certain they died out in the late 2000s with the rise of streaming services. Every store around town seemed to be shuttered up. But Ellie, being the cool girl she is, somehow knows of a still operating movie store. You have to admit, putting in a DVD somehow feels cooler than pulling it up on Netflix. There was something about the sound of the DVD player that made you a little giddy. The giddiness was totally not because of the girl standing in front of you.

Totally not.

She raises her eyebrows when the tray slides back into her DVD player, "Super cool, huh? Feels... retro." She lets out a shaky breath while rubbing the back of her neck. She makes her way over to the couch — plopping down, making your body slide closer to her. Her scent fluttered over your nose. She smelled woody and like coffee.

On brand.

You still couldn't believe you were sitting in Ellie's living room. The room smelled similar to her minus the coffee smell. The room wasn't necessarily tidy but it wasn't overly dirty. There wasn't trash everywhere but random trinkets were scattered over the surfaces. There were hoodies thrown over the backs of chairs and a couple of empty water bottles on her coffee table. Lived in is what you would describe it as. There were a couple of picture frames on a mantel above her TV but the room was too dark to make out the figures. 

"I haven't watched anything on DVD in like, I don't know, years." You let out a small laugh as the home screen pulls up. It was a movie you have never heard of, but it looked similar to Star Wars. Grand music filled the room before she turned the sound down a bit. 

Ellie nods at your words, "I love it," You turn your head to look at her. There was a giddy look in her eyes you have never seen before, "Going to the video store is, like, my number one hobby."

You laugh at the ridiculousness of that statement, "What about making coffee?" 

Ellie clicks the 'Play Movie' option and a bright light flashes over her face as the commercials play before the movie. You forgot movies used to have commercials even on the home versions. 

She rolls her eyes playfully at your question, "Making coffee is my job. Even though I love it, I definitely don't want to think of it once I'm out of there."

"I get that." 

A comfortable silence falls between the two of you. It's hard not to stare at her through your peripheral. All you wanted to do was stare at her. You feel her legs pressed against yours, her legs spread a little more than yours. You take in a deep breath so you don't freak out at the contact. 

God, is this middle school? 

You shift your eyes slowly over to her figure, just wanting to take a tiny little peek. She was too pretty not to look at. It wasn't weird to look casually, right? When your eyes connect with hers, though, you rip them away while you blink rapidly. 

Shit, she was already looking? 

A pounding feeling against your chest makes it nearly impossible to focus on the now-playing movie. A spaceship rips through outer space as the main actor barks orders at his crew on the ship. Techno music plays in the background. You had no clue what was happening as a little vermin-looking creature started speaking in a made up language. 

Was she still looking? Surely she had to be focusing on the movie she chose. She looked so excited to start it. She definitely wasn't staring at you anymore.

You slowly move your eyes across the room and slightly turn your head to look at her. Your eyes connect with her green eyes once more but instead of looking away, you keep them there. You can feel your face flush under the intense gaze she has you under.

Ellie's eyes widen once she realizes you weren't going to look away. Another flash from the TV illuminates her features. You could tell that she was blushing. Neither of you looked away even as the tension built.

She was so cute.

"I can't," She starts, voice barely more than a whisper, "I can't focus on this."

You smile at her, "I definitely have no clue what is going on," Ellie smiles at your honesty, "Turn it off. We can just talk."

Ellie seems to like your suggestion as she reaches her hand out and presses the off button on the remote. She fully turns toward you. Your knees knock against each other with how close the proximity is.

Ellie rubs her hands together while a breathy laugh escapes her lips, "I guess I'll ask the question that's been burning me the most."

A laugh bubbled out of your throat, "What is this 21 questions?" Ellie joins your laughter at the realization of what she's doing, "Go ahead, I guess. I might have an answer for you."

"What's your major? And... why did you decide to come into my coffee shop that day?"

"Woah, these are... really hard-hitting questions." You sarcastically reply. Ellie pushes your shoulder lightly with a chuckle. She mutters, Shut up' before looking back at you with expectant eyes. There was a glint in her eyes.

You loved the way she looked at you.

"I'm a literature major, boring I know, and the reason I went in is that my friend dragged me there," Ellie acts fake offended at your response, "I actually hate coffee."

Ellie gawks at the last part, "You what?"

You throw up your hands in surrender, "Don't hate me. It is just so nasty to me."

"I feel as if you have just shot me. You always order something," Ellie's hand goes over her heart in a dramatic manner, "But if I'm being honest, I don't really like it either."

You shoot up from your position. Ellie may have been faking shock but this was true for you, "What do you mean? You own the coffee shop!"

Ellie copies your surrender motion, "I know. I know. The only reason I opened the shop, well became a barista in the first place, is because my dad really loves coffee," You can feel your heart melt at the kind words, "Gave us something to bond over."

"That's really cute, Ellie." You look at her with eyes gushing with love. You hoped she couldn't tell how infatuated you were becoming with her.

"I know, I'm adorable," She leans in closer as if she's about to reveal a huge secret to you, "You do realize we have other drinks than coffee, right?"

She laughs at the way your face pales and how your eyes widen, "Oh my god!"

Her laugh was perfect.

It was becoming impossible to ignore your feelings for much longer. Each moment was another reason to fall for her. She was extremely sentimental and super observant, remembering the tiny details. Ellie was the first to notice if you parted your hair a different way or did a new thing with your makeup. It made your heart soar with happiness when she remembered another tiny detail from you.

Throughout the rest of the night, you guys talked about random things on that stupid couch situated against the wall. You talked about her love of space and how she wishes she could see the stars up close at least once. You talked about your worries and fears, things you wanted to do when you grew up, and the things that make you happiest.

You got closer to her with each passing second, knocking knees turned into your legs thrown over hers. That turned into you scooting closer (almost sitting on her lap) and your head leaning against her shoulder.

You weren't sure when you fell asleep. All you knew was it was the most comfortable you felt in a while.

--

Burning light was what woke you up. It definitely wasn't how you wanted to wake up, much preferring the smell of food cooking. Damn those stupid curtains for being pulled back. You furrow your eyebrows at the blinding light, not yet used to the morning sun. Your hand shoots out to feel around where you were. Still on the couch but no Ellie. You blink the bleariness away from your eyes while wondering where Ellie went.

There's slight muttering coming from the kitchen, it's hushed but urgent. There she is but you can't make out what or who she is talking to. You sit up from your laying position, back aching from sleeping on the tiny couch. Your ears strain to hear the conversation.

"Wasn't really expecting... come home... random girl!" That definitely wasn't Ellie's voice. It was too high-pitched and sweet.

"...Quiet... still sleeping... been broken up... had no right." There was the voice you came to know. 

Curiosity filled your mind at the quiet talking in the kitchen. She never mentioned a roommate while talking to you last night. You fully push yourself off of the couch and creep your way to the area they were in. Ellie's back was turned from you so you got a glimpse of who she was talking to.

It was a shorter girl with black hair with an angry expression painted on her features. Her eyes landed on you and she scoffed. 

Oh shit. She was furious.

"Great," Her voice cut the tense silence, "Now she's walking around as if this is her house."

Ellie whipped around with a look that made your heart stutter. It looked as if she had been caught doing something wrong.

She gave you an apologetic look, "Cat, can you for once..." She cut herself off, reaching out to you, "Hey, listen-"

You decided to cut her off this time while stepping back, "You never told me you had a girlfriend. This changes a lot, Ellie." 

Cat scoffs again at your words. Her arms cross over her chest as she mutters, 'Good god, Ellie.' Ellie gives her a pointed look before turning back to you.

"I can fully explain this." Ellie's words are punctuated by the movement of her hands. They were shaking slightly. 

'She's just stunned that she was caught,' an evil voice in your head bounced around.

You shake your head, "No need to." You turn on your heels ready to get the hell out of the tense situation. Ellie calls your name but once you are out the front door she doesn't make any moves to run after you.

"Great," You roll your eyes trying to ignore the feeling of your heart shattering, "This is fucking great."

You couldn't wait to talk to Dina.

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i just hit 400 followers! i want to say thank you guys so much for all of the support over the past month it really means so much to me!

Can I please req hcs for Ellie w a Reader who needs a lot of reassurance like always asking “are you mad at me?” Because I am the most sensitive girl in the world I fear 🙁

a/n: so real im also so sensitive it's crazy idk how ive made it this long LMFAO

ellie is kinda rough around the edges there's no changing that

she tries, and i mean really tries, to be softer around you but during high stake times she can kinda snap

not really at you just more at the situation at hand

but being sensitive, you do not take it like that

it takes every fiber in your being to hold back the tears and keep the heavy feeling in your chest at bay

"you could've gotten killed! what would i have done without you, huh?" she rants as she walks out of a random abandoned building

you may have seen a clicker and tried to kill it without making a fuss

you didn't want to burden ellie as she was searching for supplies

but it didn't go down without a fight

thankfully ellie heard your screams from downstairs and ran to handle it

"i tried. i fought really hard," your voice is wobbling as the tears well up, "are you mad at me, els?"

you hear her sigh before she's turning back to look at you

her face softens at the pitiful look that's gracing your features

"no. i'm not mad," she reaches out and pulls you into her arms. you relax at the comforting feeling of her near you, "you scared the hell out of me though. don't know what i'd do without you."

shes rubbing her hands up and down your back in a soothing motion

the pit in your chest feels a bit lighter now that you know she's not angry

"i just wanted to feel like i could do it on my own." your voice is muffled by her shirt

you feel her shake her head, "you will never have to do it on your own, shouldn't have to. i'll always be here so lean on me."

ellie feels like crap every time she makes you sad

she works on it as much as she can

but she is also more than happy to give you the reassurance you need

nothing makes her happier than feeling you relax in her arms

thinking of ellie as a retail worker...

she would actually hate the job and her life so much. before every shift, she has to sit in her car and pray that people don't try her. every day is one day closer to her snapping at a customer.

something about having to refold and refold and refold walls of jeans makes her want to bash her head into the wall. when she shows her manager and they say, "one more time. they still look messy." she thinks about walking out. (she doesn't) (curse having bills and responsibilities)

she especially hates having to be nice to the old ladies who are nothing short of hateful. ellie hates the way they look her up and down, acting as if she isn't a human. whenever she helps them out as soon as she is out of eyesight, she's rolling her eyes and mumbles to herself how she hates her life.

ellie wouldn't be the best at greeting either she would just give a simple "hey" and that's it. her managers would 100% get onto her DAILY about it saying how she needs to be more enthusiastic.

the worst part about it, no competition at all, is the fact she has to listen to the same 10 songs for her entire 7-hour shift. her head pounds at how loud the music is. she feels sick whenever she hears the opening to "new rules" by dua lipa. her head spins when her manager decides to turn it up more because it apparently "wasn't loud enough."

(this was entirely indulgent i am a retail worker and imagining ellie as one is the only way i keep sane)

spoiled! reader x dealer! ellie

part two

a/n: ok i know i said there was gonna be smut but i really couldn't figure out how to segue into it LMFAO so i will make a part three sometime!! sorry i've been so bad recently at keeping promises :(((

wc: 1.3k

part one

"seriously, dee," you brush through your hair once more before setting the brush down, "i don't know why she's such a bitch. she's been so curt with me recently in our poetry class."

"like how?" she mumbles from behind you.

you furrow your eyebrows as you recall her behavior toward you, "like not talking to me at all — which is weird even for ellie — and not even waiting for me after class! she's also stopped showing up here! i don't understand." it was hurting your feelings.

but being emotionally constipated made you, in turn, ignore her even harder.

dina rolls her eyes at your words, trying to keep a semblance of coolness to her. she had been in the middle of a horrible cold war ever since a week prior.

ellie was mad at you because you 'suddenly turned into a bitch again' and you had started being a little curter when you realized she had to know of your crush on her. when she teased you about trying to look good for her, that's when you knew she knew.

it was so humiliating for her to know that about you. your crush on her was something you wanted to keep semi-secret until you were ready to reveal it but ellie's quick senses caught onto you.

"ellie isn't being a bitch maybe she's upset because you suddenly went back to your old ways after being kind to her for a while." dina crosses her arms at you.

you shake your head, "no way. she's definitely more sens-"

dina groans loudly, cutting you off, "whatever! talk to her about it," she slides off the bed, looking at the time on her phone, "she should be here in like 5 or so minutes. talk it over, i cannot deal anymore." dina walks out of your shared dorm leaving you in a suffocating silence.

what did she mean she "cannot deal anymore?" were you seriously complaining that much?

it wasn't like you didn't want to talk to ellie. you would want nothing more. even though it was hard to admit, you really missed her stupid jokes or the way she would look when her eyes were all hazy from the weed. you missed the way her and dina would laugh on dina's bed after a smoke session. it was becoming a welcome routine to talk to her after a long day. but, it was so hard to look at her and know she knew you liked her.

maybe it was the overthinker in you but it was too much to handle. something about it was so humiliating.

your thoughts are interrupted by a knocking on the door followed by ellie's muffled, "let me in! it's cold."

your heart thumps against your chest as you stand up and make your way to the door.

you try not to let your heart break when you see the way ellie's face falls when she realizes it's you.

"where's dina?" her voice is flat, monotonous, which was weird to hear. even when the two of you hated each other it never sounded like this.

ellie tried peering over your shoulder to see if her friend was hiding somewhere. when she realizes dina really isn't there she lets out a sigh.

this was almost unbearable.

you kick at the floor, pulling your sleeves over your hands, "she just left a couple minutes ago."

ellie clicks her tongue, looking around before she speaks up, "tell her i stopped by," she turns around, "see ya."

your voice halts her in her tracks, "wait!" ellie turns to look at you with furrowed eyebrows, "can we please talk, maybe?"

ellie scoffs, "about what?"

you nibble on your bottom lip, "about what's happening," your voice falters as you look into her eyes. curse her beautiful eyes, "about us?"

ellie looks as if she is contemplating it for a while, shoving her hands in the pockets of the carhartt jacket she's wearing. the cold air is drafting over your body but you can't help but feel warm under her gaze. her hair whips in the wind, the hair tie she has is not doing much to keep it up. ellie finally nods, looking a bit exasperated at the decision, but she still moves forwards to come inside.

ellie doesn't even hesitate to sit on dina's bed, waiting for you to finally speak up. she's fiddling with her hands and the expression on her face almost makes you want to punch yourself for being so stupid. she looked like a kicked dog.

"i'm sorry," you start off, voice cutting through the cold silence. ellie looks up at you with an expecting gaze, "i freaked out that one day in poetry class when you, when you, god — this is really hard for me. when you asked if i was getting pretty for you or if i had a date."

ellie grips the edge of the bed, "wait? you freaked out because of that? why?"

you shrug, "because you found me out. i wasn't expecting you to catch on so quickly."

ellie cocks her head to the side, "catch on to what?" she gets off of dina's bed so she can stand in front of you, "i'm.... i'm so confused right now." she confesses to you honestly.

well shit. this wasn't how you expected it to turn out. there was no backing out of this. you have to swallow your pride and fear of rejection at this moment.

"you didn't catch on that i like you?" ellie gapes at you when the sentence comes out of your mouth, "that's why i got cold. i freaked out because i thought maybe you were weirded out that i had come to like you even though i was such a bitch befo-"

ellie's hand resting on the side of your face stops your word vomiting from completing. there's a look of happiness so prevalent on ellie's features, one you have never seen before. it puts you at ease.

"you like me?" ellie's voice is barely more than a whisper.

you push against her hand, "i thought i was obvious, ellie."

she bites her lip, a blush raging across her beautifully freckled face, "man, i was just messing with you that day," her eyes blink rapidly as if she's trying to process what you had just told her, "i like you too. since the day i laid my eyes on you."

"well," you start, feeling lighter in the chest now that you have confessed, "i definitely didn't like you at first sight. i actually wanted to kill you for sitting on my bed."

ellie laughs, leaning her head against your shoulder, "oh, i remember. i ranted to dina that whole day. i thought you were so cute but such a bitch."

"i tried so hard to get your smell off my bed." ellie lifts her head from your shoulder, an offended expression cast on her face. she pushes your shoulder.

"i don't even stink!"

you push her back, the playfulness making you grin like a madman, "yeah, right! my bed smelled like weed until i washed it!"

ellie clicks her tongue as she takes your figure into her arms. you relax against her chest thankful that dina left the room so you could finally talk this over with her.

"so does this mean i can sit on your bed now?" you laugh at her little quip.

"i mean," you act apprehensive, "i guess."

she gives you a kiss on the forehead, "sounds amazing."

infatuation - part 2

read part one here

delinquent!ellie williams x preppyfem!reader

smut, angst, & fluff

summary: in which being ellie's girlfriend causes some issues.

warnings: kissing, top!ellie, bottom!reader, daddy kink (mentions once), use of strap/clit stimulation (r!recieving), use of alcohol, physical fight/arguments, descriptions of injuries, men being weird and harassing r! (let me know if i miss any more necessary warnings ty baes)

contains smut!!!! minors, those under 18, do not interact/read this fanfic. 18+ only.

a/n: our fave delinquent joins us once again! ur welcome <3 as always, reblogs and comments are highly appreciated!

word count: 5,895

1:47pm - ellie <3: babe where are u? its been 10 mins and im starving.

1:49pm - you: sorry el ill only be a few minutes more! meeting got a lil busy 🥲

pressing send, you lock your phone and turn it down, not wanting to get any more distracted. you lift your head up and try to listen to the student-body president speaking about whatever current affairs were going on in campus, but you just couldn’t focus, your mind drifting to your short-tempered, green-eyed girlfriend.

it’s been almost a week since that night, the night you and ellie confessed your feelings to each other and it ending up with her devouring your pussy like an apple pie. you cross your legs, attempting to suppress the forming arousal. 

you’ve both been indulging in the ‘honeymoon’ stage of your relationship. relishing in the passion and lust you both share, constantly having your hands on each other and never being apart for too long. it’s been paradise, to say the least.

“—that concludes it for this week, everyone! meeting dismissed!” snapping out of your thoughts, you get up from your seat, packing up your bag and putting away your laptop. hearing your name being called, you turn and see cat, the president.

“what’s up, cat?” slinging your bag on your shoulder, you turn towards her. 

“so, apparently word on the street is that you’re dating ellie williams now? is that true?” her question catches you off guard. you weren’t aware that people were talking about you and ellie. was it really that weird? you didn’t think so. 

“yeah, so?” you snap, a little irritated by her sudden question. 

“nothing! don’t get me wrong, i’m happy for you and all, but—” cat pauses. 

“but?” 

“but just be careful, okay? she’s trouble.” cat gives you a sympathetic smile and pats your shoulder, before leaving you alone. 

that ticked you off. who the hell did she think she was? to ‘warn’ you like that? she didn’t know anything. no one knew anything about what you and ellie shared.

rushing out of the building, you felt someone's hand grab you by the arm, “who the fu—”

“woah there, tiger. relax. it’s just me, baby,” your eyes meet ellie’s and your arms wrap around her neck, pulling her in for a much-needed hug. 

“am i glad to see you,” you breathe out. ellie lets out a laugh and kisses your cheek, pulling away from you and searching your face. 

“you okay, babe? you look pissed.”

you hesitate to answer her, and you end up shaking your head, “it’s nothing, el. now c’mon, lets go get food before i actually explode.”

you drag her to the dining hall before she could protest, not wanting to worry her with your interaction with cat. if you made it known what cat said, she’d be raging, and you didn’t wanna cause any issues. besides, you had it all under control.

you and your girlfriend made it to the dining hall in no time, as it was a brief and brisk walk from the extracurriculars building. 

“i’ll get us food. you find us a table, yeah?” you nod and she retreats toward the hot-food bar. 

finding an empty table near the windows, you put your stuff down and take a seat. releasing a deep breath, in hopes of calming your nerves. 

you couldn’t help but wonder what people were saying or thinking when they saw you and ellie together. usually, you wouldn’t care what people thought of you, knowing their opinions of you only reflected their internal issues instead. but, you didn’t want people talking about ellie. 

yeah, sure, ellie did have a reputation around campus, but that was different. you wished you could just hide her away, protecting her from the vultures who wanted to prey on her. 

“they were serving some pasta with garlic bread babe, so got you that instead,” ellie plopped the tray down, “and i got you that sparkling water shit you liked, la-something.”

you giggled, “la croix.”

“oh, whatever,” she said, a dorky smile on her face. 

“thanks, baby, ‘preciate it!” you opened the styrofoam box and dug in. 

you and ellie made small talk, discussing things that were going on throughout the day. you talked to her about the organic chemistry test you passed today and the dad jokes professor peterson made, which she compared to joel’s. ellie talked about a project she has for her mechanical engineering class, and how she was invited to a party that she probably wasn’t gonna go to. 

laughing at a stupid joke she made, your eyes pick up on a familiar classmate staring at you and ellie. they lean into someone else, whispering something in their ear and the other person turns to look at both of you.

seeing red, you stood up from your seat, “can i help you?!” you yell at them, causing them to flinch and scurry away from the dining hall. everyone else stared at you in shock, the hall filling with unpleasant silence.

“c’mon, el. i wanna leave,” you pick up your bag, putting it on your shoulder. you pick up the trash and toss it in the landfill, hurrying out of the dining hall with ellie catching up to you, calling your name.

the frigid air hits you in the face as you both make it outside. 

“babe.”

with annoyance written all over your face, you keep walking. 

“babe, stop.”

your feet never slow down.

you hear ellie curse under her breath, and suddenly her hand grabs onto your arm, spinning you around to face her. 

“what the fuck was that back there?” she asks, her brows furrowing in worry.

you close your eyes, letting out a heavy sigh, before opening your eyes again, “earlier today cat asked me if we were together ‘cause she heard it going around campus,” you bite your lip anxiously before continuing, “of course, i said yes, and then she tells me ‘be careful, ellie is trouble’.”

you laugh, “like who does she think she is? to say that to me? about you?” you shake your head, “and then i got all in my head about what people thought about us and seeing those people stare at us in the dining hall— it made me mad, so i yelled at them.”

you didn’t say anything else, instead you watched for her reaction, preparing yourself for the worst. 

instead, ellie laughed. 

“you’re not mad?” you ask, completely puzzled by her unexpected response. 

“why would i be, princess? seems like you handled your shit,” she says, flashing an award-winning smile, “actually, i’m a little proud. you were feisty. i like it.” 

blush creeps onto your cheeks, and you break eye contact away from her, getting shy.

“yea, well i’m not gonna let anyone mess with what we have,” you let out begrudgingly, “and i’m still mad about what cat said.”

you stick your bottom lip out, pouting. ellie leans over and kisses your pout, then ruffles the top of your hair, forcing you to smack her hand away.

“don’t dwell on it too much, sweet girl. ‘kay?” ellie reassures, “cat and everyone else can think whatever they want. what matters is that we’re together, yeah?” 

you nod, and she leans down, pressing a kiss on your lips. 

wrapping her arm around your shoulder, you both continue walking. 

“how ‘bout we do something fun tonight? get your mind off things?” she suggests, squeezing your shoulder.

“like what?” 

“how does a party sound?” 

- 

“so, whose party is it again?”

“dunno, some friend of jesse’s and ellie’s. but you know how these parties go, the host never knows half the people who show up,” dina responds, brushing her dark hair with a paddlebrush. 

“i see,” you reply, focused on gluing down the false eyelash on your eye. once you finally get it, you give yourself a look of satisfaction, feeling confident. you check the time on your phone, your eyes widening.

“ellie and jesse will be here in any second, dina,” you warn, “are you ready?”

“just about.”

standing up, you slip on your black boots over your socks and check your outfit in the mirror — a little black dress with long-sleeves and boots. a classic. 

“hey! open up!” you hear ellie’s impatient voice, followed by pounding on the door. sighing, you unlock the door, swing it open and are greeted by the face of your girlfriend.

“did you really have to knock that loud?” you snap, crossing your arms over your chest. ellie completely disregards your attitude as she’s busy looking you over, drinking in how fucking stunning you look. 

ellie’s mind is consumed by thoughts of abandoning any plans of going to a party and bending you over your bed, with you crying out her name as she’s working on your sweet pus-

“ellie? hello?” you wave your hand over her face, her eyes glazed over as she appears in deep thought. 

“huh? sorry, you just look—” she swallows, “—gorgeous.”

flushing red, you look down, getting all shy once again. 

“thanks. you look amazing too, els,” you compliment her, your eyes combing over her. her hair is in its usual half-up half-down, and she’s in a button-up flannel with a white undershirt and dark jeans. her sleeves are rolled up to her elbows, revealing the tattoo that you love so much.

“not as good as you though,” she smirks, her arms encircling your waist and pulling you into a hug as she presses a kiss to your cheek. her hands trail down from your waist to your hips and stop at your ass, giving it a firm squeeze. 

“you look so fucking sexy, i just wanna take you here right now,” she whispers in your ear, before pulling away from you and greeting dina, leaving you hot and flustered. 

exiting your room, you walk down the hall, hand in hand with ellie. 

“where’s jesse?” dina asks, walking beside you.

“downstairs in the car. dickhead didn’t wanna come outside ‘cus apparently it’s too cold,” the three of you laugh, following ellie as she leads you both to the curb. from a distance, you can see jesse in the driver's seat of his car. 

approaching his vehicle, ellie knocks on the window. as the car unlocks, dina gets in the passenger seat and ellie opens the door to the back, letting you in first and piling in behind you. 

the drive to the party was fun, with jesse’s spotify playing music to hype up the mood. the car was filled with laughter and jokes, everybody swapping stories about this and that. you took this opportunity to force ellie to take pictures with you; you took some cute selfies, some silly ones with you both doing weird faces, and a sweet one, with you smiling as ellie kisses your cheek. 

jesse’s car pulled up to the block of the house, parking his car a few houses down from the party. the house was alive and booming, with music being heard all the way down the street and people piling in and out.

entering the house, ellie took your hand in hers, not wanting you to get lost in the sea of people. the four of you end up in the kitchen of the home, where there weren’t too many people crowding around and where the music wasn’t as loud. there were numerous bowls filled with chips and snacks, and red solo cups located next to bottles and bottles of different types of liquor. 

“baby, jesse and i are gonna find our friend. i’ll be back with a drink for you, okay?” you nod, “call me if you need me.”

ellie and jesse depart, leaving you to your thoughts with dina at your side. dina was already sipping on a drink, bumping her head to the music. 

“you know,” dina begins, “i really like you and ellie together. think you guys make a good match.”

“really?” 

“yea, she needs someone like you, someone to keep her grounded and in check. you need someone like her, someone to remind you to loosen up every once in a while,” your cheeks heat up, and you laugh nervously. 

“thanks, dina. that means a lot to me, especially knowing you’re like, one of her best friends.” she smiles at you, “of course. i’m relieved she finally had the guts to tell you how she felt. was beginning to think she was never gonna do it.”

her response made you wonder how long ellie had feelings for you, and you began to put 2 and 2 together. it clicked in your head why ellie acted the way she acted before, she wanted your attention.

shortly after, ellie and jesse reappear next to you. 

ellie holds up a red cup, offering it to you, “it’s vodka and soda, actually, it’s like ½ a shot of vodka and a whole can of sprite.”

you smile graciously and take the cup from her, taking a sip and cringing from the aftertaste of the alcohol, evoking a laugh from your girlfriend.

“there’s barely any alcohol in there, how can you still taste it?” she sputters.

“you already know i don’t drink alcohol at all. m’not that used to the taste,” you respond, “but it’s still good, so i’ll keep it.”

she shakes her head at you, turning her head to all the sweaty, dancing strangers. 

“wanna dance with me?” ellie smirks, just wanting an excuse to feel your body pressed up against hers, possibly rubbing your ass against her crotch but that’s not the point. 

liquid courage in your veins, you nod eagerly. holding up a finger, you chug the cup and slam it on the counter, feeling a tiny bit tipsy. is the room spinning?

ellie chuckles and takes your hand, maneuvering you through the horde of people dancing around you. the song ‘promiscuous’ by nelly furtado blasts through the speakers. the warmth of ellie’s presence radiates behind you, her hands on your waist, you both begin to move your bodies to the rhythm of the music. 

“you look so beautiful tonight. have i told you that yet?” she murmurs in your ear, swaying your bodies to the beat of the music. 

“mm, only like a million times on the way here,” you giggle, feeling a little loopy from the drink. 

being close to ellie feels heavenly, her breath fanning the back of your neck, the scent of her cedar perfume wafting in your nose, and her hands roaming all over your figure. you grind your ass against her, taking her hands and leading them toward your hips. 

the song comes to a close and ellie interlaces your fingers with hers, leading you to a clear spot in the room. 

“i gotta piss, i’ll be back. wait for me here, ‘kay?” she disappears into the crowd and you lean against the wall, people-watching. 

dread fills you as you meet eyes with jacob anderson and see him head your way.

“didn’t think i’d ever see you at a party,” he greets, taking a sip out of his cup. 

“first time for everything,” you say bluntly, trying to ignore him in hopes that he’ll leave you alone.

“parties aren’t really your scene, though. you never wanted to come with me when i asked,” jacob complained. you narrow your eyes at him. how did you ever get with a guy as annoying as him?

“jacob, why are you really here?”

“to party, like everyone else.”

“you know what i mean.”

an arrogant smirk forms on jacob’s face, “you just never called me back. wanted to know why you ghosted me.”

“i don’t owe you an explanation for anything. we weren’t in a relationship, jacob,” you were fed up with him and you were sick of looking at his face. you restrained the temptation to smack that dumb baseball cap off his head.

attempting to get away from him, you walk away, but a firm grip on your waist inhibits you from doing so. 

“get off me, jacob!” you spit with venom in your voice. 

he doesn’t let go, “we used to have something good. come back to my dorm with me.”

before you can respond, jacob is suddenly shoved onto the floor, his drink splashing all over him.

“get your filthy fucking hands off her,” ellie appears by your side, protectively putting her arm around you. jacob’s eyes trail over you both, and he pauses for a second, the realization hitting him. 

“this is who you ditch me for? ellie fucking williams?” he lets out a laugh, “how cliché. the princess and the  bad girl together.” he gets up, brushing dirt off his clothes.

“yea, yea, we actually don’t really give a fuck, so you can take your leave”, ellie snaps, an irritated expression on her face, “before i beat your ass.”

this isn’t going to end well. 

he lets out another chortle, “wow, how impressive. think just ‘cause your uncle is the dean, you can just make whatever threats you want?” he gets closer to her, “i’ll have you know, my dad is a lawyer and i will sue you for everything you have if you lay a hand on me again.”

ellie rolls her eyes, “okay, we get it, you can’t fight.”

“says the girl who gets her uncle and daddy to bail her out of shit every time.”

“whatever, asshole,” she retorts, “just don’t touch my girlfriend, don’t look at my girlfriend, don’t breathe around my girlfriend—as a matter of fact, don’t even fucking think about my girlfriend.” 

“don’t have to worry ‘bout me, williams. your little girlfriend will have her fun with you and then toss you to the side like all the other guys,” he chuckles, “she’s known for being passed around.” 

ellie immediately lunges and punches him on the mouth, sending him to the ground. 

“ellie!” you yell out. rushing over her with dina, you both attempt to pry her off him. ellie’s on top, throwing punch after punch at jacob’s face, while he tries to grab at her neck to get her off him. he manages to flip them over and he’s on her, striking her in the face. 

a crowd begins to form around the two, people pulling their phones out to record the fight. 

“ellie. please, come on,” you try to persuade her, “he’s not worth it.”

jesse and a couple other guys managed to get jacob off her and hold him back. ellie gets on her feet again to charge at him, but not before you and dina get a grip on her.

“let go of me! i’m not done with this asshole just yet!” you struggle to restrain her.

“is that all you got, williams?” jacob provokes her. 

you look up at her, “els, please, let’s go,” you beg. 

looking down at you, her green eyes soften and with a heavy sigh, she reluctantly nods.

you take the lead and walk ahead of her, holding her hand as she trails behind you with dina and jesse following shortly after. the sound of jacob’s obnoxious voice heckling you fade away as you all exit out of the house. 

the tension was unbearable. ellie’s negative mood spread to everyone else, leaving all of you quiet and with your thoughts. you constantly checked up on her, watching to see if her demeanor would change, but it never did.

“we’ll go back to the dorms?” dina suggests in a light voice, attempting to alleviate the tension. 

“just drive me home, jess,” ellie’s face is irritated, “please.” 

jesse nods before unlocking his car, the four of you piling in. 

the drive was awkward, unlike the previous journey that occurred just an hour before. with the low sound of music filling the car, none of you spoke a word. 

ellie was evidently vexed, still annoyed she didn’t manage to get in a few extra punches before jacob was pulled off her. her fists continuously kept balling up and relaxing, the scowl never leaving her face. jesse and dina decided it was best to keep quiet, not wanting to irritate the auburn-haired girl any further.

you weren’t sure what to feel. there were numerous emotions you were feeling at once. a small part of you felt mad at her, knowing that she should’ve never started it in the first place. another part of you felt worried for her; it was hard not to after seeing the purple bruise on her cheek and the wound on the corner of her brow. however, a large part of you felt guilty and partially to blame for, since she started the fight to defend you. you were the reason she got hurt. 

jesse pulls up in front of ellie’s house, putting the car in park. she unlocks the car door and gets out without saying anything. 

you follow after her, shutting the car door. before you can continue, hear dina call out to you.

“you’re not coming back with me to campus?” she asks, the passenger side window rolled down. you shake your head.

“i’m gonna stay with her tonight. i don’t think she should be alone right now,” you mutter to dina and jesse. watching the brown-haired girl slowly limp towards the front door, your heart squeezes in your chest. you wanted to take her pain away. 

“i’ll probably be back in the morning, but i’ll be okay. i’ll be safe.” dina smiles.

“i know,” she says, “if there’s one thing i’m certain of about ellie, is that she’ll make sure you’re safe, especially when you’re with her.” 

dina and jesse both bid you goodnight, and you follow behind ellie. 

“is joel home?” you ask quietly. 

“no,” she answers, “he’s with my uncle tommy right now. probably gonna spend the night over there.”

you nod, following her inside her house after unlocking her door. she locks the door behind you, tossing her house keys in a decorative bowl on a table to the side.

“do you have a first aid kit?” 

“yea. upstairs in my bathroom.” her answers are short and to the point, making your stomach churn in anxiety. you’ve never really seen this side of ellie before — the serious, irate version of her. 

in silence, she leads the way up to the stairs and towards the door of her room, opening it and switching the light on.

entering ellie’s room was comparable to taking a peek inside her brain. 

the walls of her room were a cloudy gray adorned with posters of her favorite bands, artists, and her favorite movies. she had a computer gaming set up, with her engineering textbooks scattered on the desk. her bed was made and clean, with a few pieces of clothing scattered atop the olive green duvet. it was absolutely her space, and a small smile crept on your face, feeling fortunate to be one of the only people she allowed inside here.

there was a door left ajar to the side of her bed, and you can see from where you were standing that it was her bathroom. you rushed inside, flipping the light on and rummaging through her cabinets to see if there was anything you can find to tend to her injuries. 

crouching down to open a cabinet beneath the sink, your eyes light up at the sight of a white box with the red words ‘first aid’.

“come over here, els,” you demand, her frame sitting on the edge of her bed, “now, please.”

slowly, she picks herself off the bed and makes her way toward you. hopping up onto the counter of her sink, you open the kit and place it on your lap, her body appearing before you. 

dampening a piece of gauze with alcohol, you gently turn her face and begin to clean off the blood. she winces back, hissing softly.

“sorry,” you murmur. the silence between you was deafening, and it was hard to read exactly what the girl in front of you was feeling. 

“you know, babe,” you start, “you should’ve never started that fight tonight.” 

ellie narrows her eyes at you, “i don’t regret what i did. i’d jab that fucker in the mouth again, i don’t care.” 

“but, jacob was just trying to get a rise out of you,” you dab her cut with the gauze, “he’s stupid but— you— you should’ve never punched him.” 

she scoffs at you, “you seriously makin’ excuses for him right now?” 

fuming more than she was before, she takes her face from your hands, walking back into the bedroom. 

you sigh and hop down onto the floor, following after her. “that's not what i’m saying at all—”

“then what are you saying?” her tone aggravated, “‘cause i don’t give a fuck, that asshole deserved it.”

your heart squeezes in your chest looking at the face of the girl you love. even with the deep purple bruise and the small cut, she was still the most ethereal person you’ve ever laid your eyes on. 

“god, ellie,” you sigh, “i look at you and— with all the cuts and bruises on your face— i can’t help but feel like it’s my fault.”

your voice comes out shaky and your bottom lip begins to wobble, sniffling, tears begin to stream down your face. 

“you got hurt because of me, els,” you weep, “i never, ever want you getting hurt. especially because of me.”

ellie’s entire demeanor softens. she rushes over to you, cupping your face in her hands.

“baby, this is nothing. just a couple of scratches,” she coos, “i’m okay. i promise.”

“but—” 

“i would never put myself in harm's way. promise.” ellie looks at you with adoration in her eyes. 

taking a seat on her bed, she drags your frame towards hers, sitting you down on her lap. her hands rub on the exposed skin of your thighs, occasionally stroking the flesh underneath the hem of your dress sending shivers up your spine. 

“i’m not good with this shit, opening up and all that,” ellie mutters, “but, i want you to know that i would do anything for you.” 

one of her hands comes up to your face, brushing away a stray hair and tucking it behind your ear, “anything.” 

“you just make me feel, i don’t know, like i’m invincible or some shit,” she laughs, “and just being with you and being lucky enough to call you mine, i just— always want to protect you. you’re this fucking amazing, unreal person and i just want to make sure nothing ever happens to you.”

you didn’t know if your heart was going to give out in your chest. you’d never imagine you’d be here, with ellie williams, her heart out in the open for you to keep and hold onto forever. it made you melt, knowing you had this person who was willing to go to great lengths to make sure you were okay. 

wrapping your arms around her neck, you lean in to press your lips against hers. 

“i love you, ellie williams,” you whisper, leaning your forehead against hers. a smile forms on her face, a hint of pink shading over her freckles. ellie’s heart exploded, she never thought she’d be in this position either, with the girl of her dreams telling her she loves her. 

“i love you, pretty girl,” she leans in, kissing you once more. it wasn’t rushed, it wasn’t dominating or controlling. the kiss was slow and savoring almost as if she never wanted it to end. 

your lips parted slightly, her tongue taking the opportunity to explore your mouth, the slight taste of alcohol still present. 

her hands took their time roaming your hips and ass, kneading and squeezing the soft, plump skin. pulling you on top of her to straddle her, the steady kiss swiftly turned intense. your mouths never separated, tongues fighting for control, evoking a muffled moan from ellie.

the sound of her moan was enough to arouse you, and you took this chance to push her back onto the plush fabric of her comforter. your lips parted from hers, leaving a trail of wet kisses from her jaw down to her neck. the faint notes of cedar and sandalwood on her skin were enough to drive you to insanity. 

your hands played with the hem of her shirt, and she lifted herself off the bed a bit to pull it off, leaving her in a black sports bra. your mouth continued making marks on her neck, scattering them all over her chest, eliciting a groan of pleasure from ellie. 

“fuck, baby,” she breathes out. 

you sit up on top of her, taking a moment to look over the girl beneath you. all red and flushed, covered with marks you created— reminding her that she was yours. 

“you look sexy as fuck on top of me right now, baby, goddamn,” she looks up at you in admiration, her hands roaming all over your body, going from the curves of your hips up to the hills of your breast. her burning touch against your body added to the ache building in your panties.

“i want you, els,” you tell her, lifting your dress off and tossing it to the side of her bed, “i want you, now.”

her eyes darken with lust, “yes, ma’am.”

she sits up, taking hold of your body to make sure you don’t fall, and flips you both over, with her taking the position on top of you. her hands make their way down to your panties, pushing them to the side and sliding her finger between your lips, covering them in your slick wetness. 

“this all for me?” she smirks, she brings up her finger towards her lips, sucking them clean. 

you nod pathetically, feeling all small and malleable underneath her, but you knew this is where you wanted to be. where you belonged.

“take those off and wait here. i got just the thing for a spoiled girl like you,” ellie crawls off you and retreats into her closet. you peel your panties off, putting them to the side and laying back down on the bed. ellie comes back out and your eyes widen when you see what she’s wearing.

a black strap. 

nervously, you gulp. 

“on all fours and ass up, baby,” she commands, and you oblige. turning around on your stomach, arching your back so your ass is curved upwards. you can feel the slight chill of the air hitting your exposed pussy. 

“you look so fucking good for me,” ellie’s hands bring your body closer, scooching you to the edge of the bed where she’s standing. she grabs the base of her strap, teasing your slit with the tip, inciting a whine from you. 

“please.” 

“please, what?” using the tip of the strap, she toys with the entrance of your pussy. slowly sliding it in between the lips, before completely pulling it out. 

“please, fuck me, ellie.”

“happy to, princess,” she pushes the strap deep inside you, eliciting a high-pitched moan from your lips. the strap fills you up completely and god, does it feel good.

ellie’s hands go to hold onto your hips as she begins to slowly thrust inside you, the curve of the strap rubbing deep against your pussy. she lets out a moan, the pressure, and friction of the strap rubbing against her clit in pure ecstasy. 

the rhythm of the thrusts begins to pick up the pace, letting out a mixture of moans from you and ellie. 

“oh my god, it feels so good,” you breathe out, drowning in the euphoric feeling of her strap hitting deep inside. 

“yeah?” ellie questions, “my cock feel good inside you, sweet girl?” 

“yes—” you let out a whimper, “feels s’good inside me. i love your cock, ellie.” your voice was incoherent, intoxicated by the feeling of her strap sliding in and out of you, painting it a thick white.

her hand wraps around the front of your neck, lifting your torso up off the bed with your back close against her body, her strap still keeping a rough and fast flow. the newfound angle drawing out yet another loud moan from you. 

with her hand still wrapped around your neck, she brings her lips to your ear, “you love my cock, baby? yeah? you love when i fuck you like this?”

“yes,” you choke out, “i love your cock. i love— i love you.”

ellie’s pace quickens, her need to make you finish driving her even further, “i fucking love you.”

her wrapped hand around your neck moves to your hair, gripping on it firmly as she pushes your head back into the mattress, returning you to your original position. 

ellie keeps her hold on your hair, pressing the side of your face onto the bed as she fucks you stupid. this feeling was unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before, pain mixed with pleasure. the average, vanilla sex you were used to couldn’t measure to what ellie was delivering. rough and nasty passion, sending you into a place of bliss. 

“i—” you hiccup, unable to speak words. her strap rubbing against the walls of your pussy nearly sent you over the edge, feeling like you could pass out. 

“hm, baby?” she mocks, “fucking you so good you can’t even think?”

you let out a meek whine in response, “good. love it when you’re like this. so fucking pathetic.” 

that familiar feeling of your orgasm bubbling begins to appear in your stomach, “oh my god, ellie—” you cry out, “about— to cum.” 

she doesn’t say anything, but instead keeps her pace consistent. the grip on your hair tightens, letting you know she’s about to finish as well. 

“fuck,” she curses, “cum— cum for me, angel.” ellie’s hand reaches down to your tender clit, rubbing it in slow circles. that was it. 

her strap hitting your spot combined with the synchronized circles on your clit sent you to heaven. you cried out to her, your pussy oozing a shiny white all over her strap, leaking down your thighs. 

“that’s it, baby,” she coaxes you out of your orgasm, “i got you. daddy’s got you.”

ellie pulls out of you, and your trembling legs send you collapsing on her bed. you turn and lay on your back, your chest heaving up and down, all exhausted and lightheaded.

a warm, damp towel cleans you up. ellie goes ahead and begins to help you put on a plain, black sleep shirt, putting your arms through the holes. 

“you can have this one,” she refers to her shirt, “looks cute on you.” 

“y’sure?” you ask, your eyes meeting hers as she appears at your side, still in her sports bra. 

“course. you’re my girl. what’s mine is yours.” 

you smile at her, and she gives you a gentle smile back, pressing a kiss to your forehead before pulling the covers over your bodies.

you turn over on your side and her arm wraps around your waist, your back pressing into her. 

“you know, i’m still kinda mad at you,” you murmur. she lets out a laugh and you can hear her smile. 

“yeah, i know. but you won’t be in the morning.” 

“i know.”

ellie presses a soft kiss into your shoulder, “let’s get some sleep, baby, yeah?”

“m’kay,” you mutter, “i love you, els.” 

“i love you, angel.” 

who all wants to be on the taglist for falling in love at a coffee shop? i'm working on the next chapter so requests will be coming out a little bit slower while i work on it <33

could you do ellie x reader where ellie is the guitarist and the reader is like the lead singer of a band? 🥺

a/n: when ellie plays the guitar i lose it tbh... i did this in headcanons bc idk i like couldn't write for some reason today ITS NOT COMING TO ME :(( writers block

ellie became your guitarist by chance

you had known about her through mutual connections through jesse

and one day you were complaining about how your previous guitarist quit, he perked up

"i know a girl!"

since then she has been in your band

fans love her

and you... well you couldn't deny the feelings that were blooming for her

ellie had been by your side for many months, helping you get used to the touring lifestyle

she had been so kind and patient even when you were completely stressed and being rude

through that you have been feeling more and more into her

you were currently looking at her hands plucking at the string of her guitar

her hands strummed along the strings perfectly, the sound echoing through the backstage area

ellie looked at you with a smirk, "shouldn't you be warming up?"

you snap your eyes away from her hands, rolling your eyes, "shut up. i'm good."

ellie whistles at your confidence, "hopefully your voice doesn't crack on stage. howwww embarrassingggg." you reach out to slap at her but she dodges you with a chuckle

the little back and forth the two of you had always made your heart feel warm

ellie was always very helpful when you were trying to come up with more songs

the two of your would regularly sit and just kinda pluck strings and mess around on music-making software

you really admired how she put the band first in her life

everything she did was for the benefit of your band and the fans

"you know," you mentioned to her one day and she was scribbling some lyrics in a book, "you don't always have to be working on music."

she coolly responded, "what else would i do?"

the way you two got together was a little strange, but it fit the two of you

after a particularly successful show, while celebrating, she happened to lean down and kiss you

you looked at her in shock

she was just as shocked back

"do you like me like that or was that a fluke?" you muttered, heart pounding in your throat

she blinked rapidly, "i mean, yeah but if you don't like me like that then that was just a fluke. totally. of course."

you punched her in the shoulder and expressed your ever-mounting feelings

since then you guys were basically attached at the hip

ellie spends a good 90% of her time just kinda at your apartment

lingering like a ghost

you can't complain

she does buy groceries and cleans like a madman when she's not writing lyrics

you guys decide not to go public because it would just cause unnecessary attention

you would rather people focus on your music

ellie is always strumming her guitar, feet propped on your table in front of her

she is coming up with more and more songs

all romantic

you just roll your eyes at her when she gives you another sheet of sappy lyrics

"what!!" she throws her hands up, "it's how i feel. you can't keep getting upset that it's all romantic."

"they are too cringe, i'm sorry. i cannot sing these."

she acts like you shot her when you said that

fake crying and all

your favorite was right before shows though

she got all serious and pep-talked everyone in the band before coming over to you

her eyes softened slightly but you could still see the tension on her face

"you got this, babe," she kissed the top of your head, "don't stress."

you grabbed her hand, noting how cold it was, "you will do amazing, els. let's kick ass!"

it was great being able to date your guitarist

it made the whole musical process a lot easier and way more fun

(i hate this im so sorry)

sitting on my lunch break as a barista rn kicking my feet and giggling at ur ellie coffeeshop au. requesting a oneshot where ellie & reader are coworkers at a coffeeshop/bookstore or whatever and they have a crush on each other !! love ur writing <3

a/n: AHH I LOVE THISS i want to be coworkers with ellie <;/3 and I'm so glad you are liking the coffee shop fic!! it makes me so happy to see you guys enjoying it so much haha

cw: AWKWARD ELLIE, like so awkward i love her, mr. beast mention LMFAOO

wc: 800

you needed to be working. if your manager ever happened to look at the cameras, you would be reprimanded for sure. but, you couldn't help it.

you sat behind the register peering around a bookshelf to look at the coffee shop in a snug corner. the bookstore you worked at wasn't huge but when the local coffee shop proposed opening a small area in your store, your manager happily agreed.

it was small enough to only need 1-2 workers a day. today just happened to have 1 person working.

ellie.

a smile crept on your lips as you thought of her name. she was the main barista at the small coffee shop, maybe even the manager? you didn't deal with the shop much but all you knew that was when ellie worked, you couldn't help but stare. she was kind enough to bring you a cup of coffee some days. when you were crazy busy and there were no tasks at the shop she even jumped in to help you with customers.

you would always tell her you were fine but she would wave you off, ringing up customers as if she originally worked at the bookstore.

she snuck into your heart with her small acts of kindness.

you tear your eyes away from her to scan the small store, seeing if any customers were in. to your surprise (and benefit) there wasn't.

it was time.

you hop off the small stool you were seated on and made your way over to ellie.

"slow day, huh?" you shove your hands in your apron as you approach her.

she laughs, nodding her head, "yes it is! feels like the shift is never gonna end. i don't think i've seen more than 4 people today." her sleeves were rolled up to reveal her forearm tattoo as she washed some spare dishes. that damn forearm tattoo always got you blushing.

you look out the window, "i thought since school was out today some kids would stop by."

ellie clicks her tongue, "kids don't read anymore. they are all about their ipads and... what's, what's that one youtuber called?"

you look back at her and shrug, "i have no clue. i don't keep up, too old." she looks like she's racking her brain to find the answer.

"mr. beast? i think that's who the kids are into. or is it someone else?" ellie was wondering out loud, scrubbing her last cup. you furrow your brows at the name.

you have never even heard of him before.

"i don't know him," ellie hums in acknowledgment, shaking her hands free from the water, "maybe we will get busy soon. only have about 2 hours before we close up."

ellie wipes her hands on a towel before leaning against the counter, eyes locking on yours, "maybe. we don't usually have many customers before we close, though." she looks in between you and the floor like something is bothering her.

"that's true." you finish out the conversation, settling in a sort of awkward silence. her eyes were darting back and forth while her bottom lip was tugged between her teeth, "well, i'll go tidy up my side of the store. bye bye!"

even if you wanted to sit and talk to ellie all day, you couldn't just completely abandon your job. you go to turn around but her saying 'wait!' pauses you in your tracks. you look at her with curious eyes.

"are you, uh, doin' anything tonight?" her hand rubs the back of her neck as she peers at you with a look in her eyes you can't quite place.

this was perfect.

you never thought ellie would be the one to initiate so this was a pleasant surprise. she always seemed sort of reserved so you figured you would have to be the one to shoot your shot.

you clasp your hands in front of you, a smile forming, "no, i'm actually free tonight."

ellie lets out a small breath of relief, "wanna go to the arcade? play some mortal kombat? if... if that's what your into, of course. we could definitely play something els-"

"that's perfect, ellie," she smiles at your reassurance, "meet you at the back doors after we get through closing?"

she gives a thumbs up, cringing slightly at her action, "sounds perfect!"

you wanted to tease her for her awkwardness but you couldn't do that to her. not yet at least.

maybe one day.

omg could you do a part 2 of spoiled bratty reader x dealer ellie maybe??

yes!! i'm working on it rn <33 im so glad you guys like it enough for a part 2 haha

ellie x bubbly chatty reader? I LOVE UR WRITING BTW SO SO GOOD <3333

an: THANK YOUUUUUU <3333 this is so cute btw

you have a slight suspicion that your chatty behavior is starting to irritate your patrol partner that was assigned to you today

usually, you would go with jesse or dina

but today it was with ellie

of course, you have heard of ellie (who hasn't) but you never really ran into her much outside of an occasional get-together hosted by dina

you had started the patrol trying to get ellie to engage with you

you asked all sorts of questions like "do you have a favorite book?" to which ellie just said a simple 'no'

then it was "well, do you like cats or dogs better?"

she didn't answer

then you asked, "ok, what's your favorite type of music?"

that's when she told you 'you were banned from speaking.'

which was a punishment worse than death to you

but ellie's serious expression when she said it scared you into compliance

the two of you were scanning the inside of a dilapidated house when you finally had to break the silence

it was killing you

"what's your favorite color?" you didn't mean for your voice to project so loud, it just happened

she whipped around with her finger put to her lips and eyebrows furrowed

you scrunch your face in a silent apology before proceeding with a whisper, "sorry... well, what is it?"

ellie looks a bit taken aback by you

but you wait for her answer

when it doesn't come like all the others you shrug, "mines pink and orange, i think. i also really like sky blue and like a forest green type, ya know? those colors relax me a lot."

her lips curl up in an expression you can't quite place before she walks out of the house and begins to tye her supplies to her horse

"ellie..." she turns toward you with an exasperated look

"what?" she throws her hands up slightly

your eyebrows shoot up, "ohh, so she talks!"

she rolls her eyes, "of course i talk. i'm not some weirdo."

you snicker at her reaction, "you haven't talked to me or answered any of my questions. why is that?"

she shakes her head slightly, hair pieces falling out of her ponytail, "you are... just. you make me... man, i don't know. let's just go." she gives up on trying to explain

you pucker your lips slightly before agreeing to go, "alright, lead the way."

it's silent for a couple of paces

the wind blowing between the two of you

"it's green and maybe red." you hear her mutter in front of you

"what did you say? i couldn't hear you." it was an honest question

"i said," she speaks up, turning to look at you, "it's green and maybe red." she turns back around, hiding her face from you

you hold back a laugh at her tone

she was so cute to you but you definitely weren't going to let her know

"great choices!" you enthuse

"shut up." you can hear the smile in her harsh words

maybe you would ask to go with ellie more

Is falling in love at a coffee shop going to have smut??? I'm going feral over the KNEE THING. MOVE DINA ITS MY TURN

hmmmm IT MIGHT HAVE SOME ?!?! i haven't really decided yet

ELLIE KNEE THING IM GOING INSANE I HAVE TO HAVE HER

IM BARKING GOIN FERAL MAYBE EVEN A LITTLE INSANE ?????

cherry u r keeping me alive thank u for shy stuttering nervous wreck ellie 🥹💗 i hope both sides of ur pillow are cold everytime u sleep!!! ur writing rocks!!!!!

THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH!!!!!!

look at this i am literally SCREAMINF 😭😭

THE KNEE THING..... SHE DOES THE KNEE THING IM GONNA LOS E IT JDNFRDHJAS

OMG CRYBABY READER X ELLIE PLZFNSHXJSJXM

a/n: i am... a crybaby so this is near and dear to my heart! cant help it i cry at everything!!!!! it's pretty short sorry about that!

cw: slight smut!

she really didn't know what to do when she saw the tears begin to well up in your eyes

it shocked her every time (even though it shouldn't by now)

when she saw the tears welling up in your eyes, panic started to creep into her system

ellie was just kind of awkward with things like this

at first, she would shuffle around kinda trying to figure out what to do

then she would awkwardly side hug you as the tears fell freely down your face

her hands would interlock on her lap as you spewed about whatever was making you cry

whenever you would finally look up, you would have to swallow a laugh at the way her eyes were widened and her mouth open

she tried so hard to figure out what to say but nothing would ever come out

just a stuttered mess

but since the two of you have been together for a longer period of time ellie knows what to do

albeit, she is still awkward just not as bad

she immediately drops everything, talking in a soft voice, "what's wrong baby? do you wanna talk about it?"

your lip wobbles at how sweet she is being, "saw a deer with her baby... i just... ellie, i can't." you shove your head into her chest, letting yourself relish in this emotion

she truly has to stifle her laugh because it does amuse her a little bit

it's just little things that set you off

ellie finds it extremely endearing though

the way your eyes get kind of red and hazy

the tip of your nose turns red

she loves it

her absolute favorite, though, is when you are under her, tears streaming down your face as her fingers trace your inside

she has to hold one of your thighs open with her spare hand

her thumb circles your clit tightly while she shushes you, "sh, sh, sh... it's okay, baby. you feel good?"

you nod your head, legs shaking as the pleasure builds up, "so good, ells."

it makes her feel so proud

I love ur writings sm cherry

omg thank you so so so much! <3

ahhhh i love your hc of football player!ellie 🥹 can i request one where this time, reader is a quiet/reserved person and although ellie doesn’t have problems socializing (she’s really known around campus!!!) she seems to be horrible at talking to reader lol 🤕 she just wants to impress her so baddd 😭

a/n: this is so cute something about ellie getting awkward around someone she likes 😭😭😭 it's so funny to me i might make a part two to this later as well i kinda didn't know how to end this lol

ellie williams wasn't the person you thought would be having issues. if it was anyone, you have usually struggled to talk to people at the party your friends inevitably dragged you to.

yet, here you were.

sitting next to ellie who stuttered through two half-sentences before shutting up.

all she said was a pitiful, 'what's y-y-your maj-" before sighing and trying again but only got to stutter out, 'how o-old...?"

she now had her eyes closed while her head rested against the back of the couch. your eyes darted around trying to grasp at anything to not make her feel bad. you didn't really know what to do in this situation. people usually carried the conversation, not the other way around.

you lick your lips, "what's your favorite animal?" her head lifts from its original position as she cracks a smile.

"do dinosaurs count?"

you smile back at her giddy demeanor, "of course they do. what's your favorite?"

she sets her beer on the table in front of the couch, turning her whole body to you, "oh man, i could go on for hours. right now though? it has to be a-"

someone randomly shouts out, 'ellie williams!!!' which makes her stop and acknowledge them. they do a bro hug which makes you cringe a bit before they banter for a couple minutes. she was flowing with the conversation, not a single stutter in sight.

it comes so naturally to her right then so why was she so awkward with you? it stumped you.

she's chucking as she sits back down next to you, your previous conversation gone to the wind. she is back to awkwardly rubbing her hands while glancing at you.

after the thirtieth glance in 15 seconds, you look at her. she looks shocked as you lock eyes.

"do i have something on my face? why do you keep looking at me like that?"

a blush appears on her face while she coughs out like your question blind-sided her.

she pats her chest trying to stop coughing before she says, "i stare because you're... ya know, p-pretty." you don't miss the way the tips of her ears turn crimson.

you roll your eyes at her, "how many girls have you said that to tonight?" her face turns serious at your joke.

ellie shakes her head, "only you." the two of your hold eye contact for a moment before you have to break it. she clears her throat as the tension settles heavily.

she gets up, sauntering over to a group of people huddled in the corner. she fits in with them almost immediately, with no awkward sentences or fluttering looks.

for the rest of the night, you have to pretend you don't see her staring at you from across the room. you have to pretend that the idea of someone like ellie williams liking you didn't make you giddy.

but it did.