addisonnie

[addisonnie]

hello folks. little life update for you all,

as you can probably tell, i am on an indefinite hiatus! but i very well may come back when season 2 of tlou releases. writing just started to feel like a chore, but i am forever grateful for the community it brought me :-)

a few personal updates:

- i got myself a man! (sorta..)

- **(this also gave me my first pregnancy scare! Jesus Christ!!!!!!)

- i got into a car accident and broke 4 ribs, my collarbone, had a minor concussion, and broke several bones in my right hand (another reason for no writing,.. girl i couldn’t hold my phone)

- i started my new job! i love it sooooooo much!!!! it’s the best part of my day.

- i started a new medication after my 3rd chronic illness flare up, which is a bi-monthly injection in my left thigh. it’s almost put me fully into remission!!!! how awesome is that!!! i was diagnosed in nov ‘22 and struggled the entire time up until just now. im so grateful.

well that’s about it friends. i hope you’re all doing good, please message me/comment/reblog and give me your life updates!!

[addisonnie]

1989 taylors best album suck my nuts !!!!!!!!!!!!!

[addisonnie]

Ugh my bae forreal. I love u so much. Baby wants her flowers pls.

what are some of your favorite tlou tumblr accounts?🤍

Love this question cause I just plug my little friends 🤍

But I adore….

@seattlesellie Angel’s name is so accurate to who she is, so funny, AMAZING writer, I love her.

@elliesflower OG tlou writer and literally so creative. I get lost in everything she writes I love her a lot.

@coeurify if you’re in this fandom you know coeurify nuff’ said. But I genuinely also love love Rin. Beautiful narration.

@elsweetheart another person who was like such a big part of this fandom, I love and adore her, I fell in love with her Ellie.

@saintels fucking beautiful writing, I almost cried. And absolutely gorgeous decoration of her blog, it’s like a pretty room. I love Celina.

@wlfpet TIKIIIII! Augh my heart it aches so bad because of how much I love tiki. they’re insanely descriptive, they slut Abby out.

@ellsbclls poetry. Pure poetry. Her narration is so touching, I love everything she writes.

@addisonnie OG FR and literally kicked off that Ellie x religious guilt trope so we need to give baby her flowers. Love Addi, she’s so funny.

[addisonnie]

I collapse to the floor. Also could I maybe rob your closet politely

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no bc why does ellie give off older brother’s sorta meanish friend who’s always teasing you ….

mean older brother’s friend ellie hc’s ☁️

cw: smut, mentions of alcohol

♡ mean!bbf ellie who’s introduction to you isn’t a nice or comfortable one. it's rather... bizarre. you had just finished showering, your hair still fully wet, tiny droplets of water flowing down your body. you leave the bathroom in a tiny towel, mindless as ever because this is your house, and as soon as you open the door, she just stands there. she was literally about to walk in, probably to pee or something, and she fucking startles you because who the hell is this absolute converse wearing, messy auburn haired stranger standing in front of your door?!

your parents may have told you something about your brother coming home from college for the holidays… perhaps with a certain girl this time, and you were just happy he finally got a girlfriend, or something. when you see her… yeah. thats definitely not his girlfriend. she’s so… i mean, you get it. she doesn’t look like someone who’d be into his type.

you huff out a small squeal when you’re startled by the absolute stranger, and she seems to be completely unbothered, although… her eyes wander down for a second before she catches your gaze. “who the fuck are you?” you gasp, and automatically hold the towel with a tighter grip to your body, since it almost fell off completely when you lifted your hands up out of pure panic. “ellie” she says with a smirk. she brings her hand forward to form a handshake, clearly aware that if you lifted your hand up, the towel will completely fall down. when you hold the fabric even tighter, she sighs, and places her hand back in her pocket. “are you my brother’s girlfriend?” you question, and she looks at you like you’re so fucking dumb. “do i look… like your brothers girlfriend?”

♡ mean!bbf ellie who decides that fucking with you is the funniest thing on earth, since ticking you off and making you go completely mad seems to be too easy, and one day when you have a simple dinner, just you, ellie and your brother— (since your parents maybe… went off to visit some relatives for the night) they have a conversation and she seems to completely ignore you, and he obviously does too. when they talk about something apparently “hilarious” that happened in college, a dumb thing a guy said during a lecture— as you play with your fork, squishing the food down on the plate, you decide to butt in on the conversation.

“something exactly like that happened in one of my cla—“ you quip, and ellie fully side eyes you and huffs under her breath. when she sees you stutter on your words since that look was so mean, she mocks you completely.

“my class— i mean, one t—ti”

“t—t t- what… you can’t talk?” she smirks, and tilts her head to the side. then, ellie immediately looks over to your brother and sighs. “didn’t know your sister had a stuttering problem”.

he giggles like an idiot and they immediately move on to a different topic, leaving you completely embarrassed, hot in the face and incredibly famished. you can't even eat— what if she says you chew funny.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who plays the stupidest, meanest pranks on you. they vary from hiding on the other side of the door and jumping on you with a terrifying scream, to replacing the sugar with salt in your tea like a literal 12 year old. ellie cant help but grow obsessed with how loud you yell and how your eyes pop out of your head, stomping your feet on the floor whenever you’re pissed at her. something about the way you snicker and tell her that you wish she returned to her stupid college already, the way you add an “ellieuhhhh” to the end of every sentence really just satisfies her deeply, for some reason she doesn’t… fully get yet.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who plays soccer with your brother in the yard, all sweaty with her bangs sticking to her forehead, dressed in basketball shorts and a stupidly tight tank top that make her stupidly tight abs pop out because she’s so stupidly damp with sweat, and you’re staring out of the window of your room like a creep. you’d usually rather not join because she has made it very clear that she doesn’t want to be around you unless you’re squirming or growing absolutely embarrassed. unfortunately, you’re so freaking bored and the weather outside truly is so nice— barely cloudy, the grass shining green and— fuck it. you pace downstairs, and stand stupidly still in the yard for a moment, before you gain the courage to ask if you can join. ellie obviously doesn’t want you on her team (she’d much rather humiliate you by taking the ball out of your feet at any given chance) so your brother has to take you in. you skip around the living room to put on some sneakers and when you join— it’s on. clearly, it’s not a proper game of soccer with only three players, but it’s their own version of it, and their own version is incredibly aggressive. all they do is yell at each other and elbow one another in order to keep away from the ball, and once you magically have it intertwined between your legs (your brother had finally passed it to you after literally begging for ten whole minutes) ellie makes sure to run as fast as she can, kick it violently out of your legs (that is definitely a foul, red card for ellie) and swiftly nudge you so that you fall on the grass with your nose bumping into it’s softness. she moves to stand right above you, towering over your body completely, and she's laughing her lungs out. she moves to the side to cover the sun from glowing directly in your eyes, just to force you to look into her and see how happy she is to humiliate you again. you’re absolutely pissed now, so you push your legs forward and kick her right back— she falls over you, her chest right on top of yours.

she’s heaving and panting, and you swear you could almost taste the sweat slowly leaking on her forehead. the world literally stops.

“you’re so fucking dumb” she snickers, and lifts herself off of you.

you go into your room to punch a pillow. shes so fucking annoying.

she goes into her room to do something… different. you’re so fucking annoying.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who always rolls her eyes when she sees you come closer, and constantly gives your brother those certain looks, that she clearly makes to piss you off and watch that little pout form on your lips. one morning, you walk over to the kitchen to grab a glass of water, and ellie’s in her pajamas (for some reason, you really can’t stop looking at her arms, since she’s only wearing a wife beater and some low hanging sweats). when you greet her with a chipper good morning, she mumbles a lazy “morning” back, and when you lift yourself up on your toes to grab your favorite mug, she sees your shorts ride up a bit and her breath completely cages in her throat. she considers coming over and helping you, but hearing your sweet, breathy little huffs is so much nicer.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who finds you extremely attractive, and wishes you stopped walking around the house in tiny outfits (she wouldn’t be too far off if she called them literal napkins) because you’re making it very hard to concentrate when she works on a project with your brother in the living room and you just happen to walk by, carrying a tray of freshly squeezed lemonade and offer it to them. and she hates how fucking kind you remain even though shes so mean, so she gets even meaner and tells you that the lemonade tastes bad. she spits it out inside the glass, and the way you squint your eyebrows and ask her if she wants you to make her a new one literally tugs at her heartstrings. she tells you; “s’fine, you shouldn’t be near a kitchen, like— ever again. tastes awful” and when you take the glass out of her hand and walk off without even commenting anything back, she huffs a silent “shit” under her breath and closes her eyes for a second.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who one day has a super… weird dream about you. you lounged inside a lively kitchen— but it wasn’t the one she grew familiar with. it was mostly filled with mahogany furniture, an aqua green stove and a peach colored carpet. you were baking something, and it smelled like maple and cherry and vanilla and peach cobbler, it smelled messy and like an explosion of sweetness but god, she felt the hunger in her sleep. you stood there in a little apron, and just when you shut the stove’s lid up, she hugged you from behind. she smelled your neck, and wrapped her arms around you. “smells nice, babe” she whispered. you turned around and smiled at her so big, and just as you closed your eyes and parted your lips— she woke up.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who can’t. stop. thinking. about that freaking dream. she wakes up and she feels parched, and so fucking confused. she bumps her palm against her forehead and decides she needs a tall, refreshing glass of water before she tries to slumber again, because god knows she wont be able to. she goes downstairs to the kitchen, and gets so startled when she sees your shadow standing over the stove, its just like that dream but you're not baking, there's just a bowl of cereal in your hands and random music silently coming out of your phone. when she jumps— you jump too. and you drop the whole entire bowl and the milk is now running all over your top.

“jesus fucking christ!” you gasp, and when you see that it’s ellie, her face all puffy from sleep, your heart thuds in your chest. you’ve never been… completely alone with her, not ever since you met her outside of the shower for the first time, anyways.

“why are you standing like a creep in the kitchen in the middle of the night?!” she questions.

“i was… eating”

“at 3am?”

“yes and now i guess i wont be eating anymore since you made me— drop! the entire bowl!”

for some reason, she tells you that she’s sorry. maybe it’s that fucking dream—

she hastily grabs some paper towels and helps you wipe. she’s awkwardly rubbing all over the material and shes being extremely stupid because clearly you can just change your top, this is your house after all, and your closet is right there, but she doesn’t seem to be able to stop wiping and whispering that she’s sorry and she’s tugging at your top and it… makes her flustered so she fucking stops, and throws the paper towel on the counter.

“clean yourself up— you’re the weirdo awake at 3am”

(she was right where you stood yesterday, eating some cheese puffs on the floor while watching a gaming stream but she obviously wont mention that)

♡ mean!bbf ellie who instead of surrendering to her feelings that are obviously starting to creep up, decides to grow even meaner. it’s not just random comments and stupid pranks anymore, it’s quite literally pure evilness. when she watches a film with your brother, a bowl of popcorn in her hands and some fuzzy socks, cuddled up inside a thin blanket on the couch, you decide to make an appearance. you, bored out of your mind, decided to to join in on the fun. usually, ellie had no problem if you just lounged in the living room while they watched television or played video games, because you would quite literally be completely mute and not bother them at all, untill ellie made a joke (“that dude’s head looks like the titanic’s fucking iceberg”) that you couldn’t help but laugh at. when you laughed, so hard you practically wheezed, it kind of made her feel soft and icky and she wanted to slap it out of her. today, when she saw you slide into the living room from the corner of her eye, she deadpanned completely.

“no— no, we’re not watching this with you” she snickered, and her tone was so serious and it didn’t even carry a glimmer of teasing, it was purely just mean.

you scrunch your eyebrows, and huff a quiet “what? why?”

“because you’re fucking annoying and we don’t want you around”

you went pure silent, just staring at the floor.

“why are you still standing there? go” she waved her hand, as if she was kicking out a small, pesky little animal.

you really weren’t a crybaby, but you truly didn’t deserve this. for some reason, a lump formed down your throat, and your eyes glistened. you climbed up to your room and silently sniffled.

even your brother thought she was being too mean now.

“that was kinda… fucked up”

ellie brushed her tongue on the side of her mouth, and clenched her jaw. she knows.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who notices you appear less and less around the house. mean bbf ellie, who really isn’t a bad person, she isn’t even that fucking mean, she just can’t handle her feelings and masks them completely untill you absolutely hate her guts. after that night— the night where she kicked you off to your room, you don’t chipper a good morning. you enter the kitchen, groggy and quiet, make a drink and disappear to your room with the cup in your hand. you don’t make lemonade anymore, and you don’t even laugh when she makes a stupid joke. mean ellie who misses your laugh, and tries so hard to hear it again, but fails miserably.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who loses it completely when you decide to go out to a party one night. you’re so quiet it feels almost as if you’re sneaking out, but you truly aren’t. you’re just scared she’ll make a mean comment on your dress or tell you that you look stupid with your makeup done like that.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who stares you down completely, and shamelessly checks you out when you twist the doorknob in order to leave the house.

“wh… where are you going?” she questions, and it’s so hard to keep it cool when you look so good and your thighs are on full display with your ass almost popping out of your dress. it makes her gulp because she fucking knows it’s not for her. you’re gonna go out and you’ll have people gawking over you and it drives her crazy.

“party” you simply mutter.

“dressed like that?” she clearly runs her eyes all over your body.

she's going to say something mean again. you just know it.

“really don’t have the time or the energy for your comments right now, ellie”

she wishes you added that cute uuuh, at the end of her name. you don’t.

“you look… stay safe—“

“i look what, ellie?”

“nice. y’look nice”

you shut the door. she just complimented you. that was a first.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who waits for you to come back from the party because she’s worried. she doesn’t admit it to herself, and excuses it by thinking she just can’t fall asleep because the winds too loud or the room’s too hot, so she just lays awake, waiting to hear your footsteps and your room’s door close shut— but you don’t. seem. to come. home. she feels sick because what if something happened to you— and then she feels completely stupid because you’re an adult and you’ve probably been to numerous parties already, but she can’t help but feel it in her guts. what if something happened to you? what if you drank too much and god forbid— what if you went home with somebody? she falls into the mattress with a thud and stares at the ceiling for half an hour, just picturing you making out with someone and them grabbing your waist or your ass and now she feels like she’s about to punch the damn wall— and then she hears you. you’re humming a song, specifically— cash shit by megan thee stallion, and you sound obviously drunk. she can’t let you go to sleep like that.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who propels the door open, to see you sliding down the wall, smelling like alcohol and sweet perfume and she feels sickly but she needs to take care of you, so she grabs you by the waist, guide you through the corridor, opens the door to your room and puts you down on your bed. she coo’s at you to stay quiet and calm for her.

“yeaupp m’in my baggg but im in his too…” you blabber, and burst out laughing.

“okay— okay, you good? you got contacts you need to remove? if you’re gonna throw up, i’ll get a bucket” she whispers, as she watches you swing back and forth. you look so pretty it’s incredible hard for her to be calm.

“some new sh—shoes… blah… mwahhhhh” you pull out your tongue and pucker your lips. you look incredibly silly and she swallows a giggle.

“you’re wasted, aren’t you?” now she's just caressing your face. why does she feel like she's going to faint?

“k— not t’wasted… you’re wasted… you’re wasted and pp—pretty” you mumble.

“huh?” thank god you’re drunk, because shes full on blushing.

“pretty pretty els…. s’pretty and so evil and m—mean and pretty…. like a millions pretty but—b’millions evil… so e—evil”

she decides to just shut the fuck up. keep going.

“i k—kissed somebody”

and now she’s the one who feels like she’s gonna puke.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who decides to completely give you the silent treatment. you didn’t even do anything, but god it feels like she hates you now.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who confronts you about that stupid kiss and asks you who the fuck dared to kiss a drunk girl, and you look so panicked and afraid, and it hurts when she tells you she’s gonna let your brother know and that he’s gonna kick their ass and you’re gonna be done for.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who fully breaks one day. it’s the last week of her and your brothers visit, and you haven’t talked to her for three whole days. she feels it inside of her chest, and every time you come near, it becomes harder and harder not to push you against the counter and kiss the hell out of your lips. it’s hard to stop staring and it’s hard to keep her distance so she confronts you.

“you know you told me i’m pretty, right? before you threw up on the fucking bed?”

your eyes pop out of your head. you feel absolutely embarrassed. no you didn’t.

“i did not— what? what the hell is the matter with you?” you huff, and back away.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who comes closer and closer the more you back away, because it’s becoming incredibly difficult to keep that distance apart, so she makes sure you can feel her breath on your lips and makes sure it makes you shiver— before she mutters a loud “fuck it” and takes your lips between her’s.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who kisses you so hard, it truly feels like you've never been kissed before. nothing could ever compare. when she takes your lips between her's, and sucks on the bottom one, just to hear a sweet little breath leave your mouth, she grunts. it feels like everything she's ever felt was flowing out of her body and crashing onto yours. when she squeezes your waist, and pulls you in closer so her chest bumps into yours— she breaks the kiss to look at you. my god, you're panting, and flushed, and she can feel you shaking.

"i'm sorry" she mutters, and she truly isn't, but if you keep on shaking like that, she's gonna have to start running away.

"please— don't stop"

honestly, she wasn't planning on stopping.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who picks you up, and as your legs automatically intertwine with each other on her lower back, takes you to your room and bangs you up on the door.

“what— what are you doing?” you ask, and it’s completely interrupted when her lips land on yours again. she can’t do this anymore, she can’t keep playing with you because if you kiss another person again who isn’t her she swears she’s gonna run out and beat them up, or even worse— kill them completely, and she can’t help but moan against your lips because you’re so fucking cute when you let out those noises and she needs to touch you right now or she’ll die.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who need's to hear you add that little "uuuh" at the end of her name after you kiss her because she'd imagined it too many times.

"say my name like— fuck"

"say it like you fucking do when you're pissed at me— say it"

somehow, you immediately know what she means.

"ellieuuuh!"

she's never swallowed so hard in her life. she looks at you like she's famished, and she growls. when ellie kisses you again, it feels like you're going to crash down and die.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who eats you out like shes starved in your childhood bedroom. swirls her tongue and spits on your cunt and tells you to “keep fucking quiet” or else your brother will hear, and he’s right in the next room and she told him she just went to get something to eat, so she shoves your little panties right in your mouth and holds your stomach down on the bed with her two hands, parts your pussy lips so far apart they practically burn and she goes on and on till you cum on her face twice. “atta fucking girl just like that… just like that”

♡ mean!bbf ellie who plays with your clit in little circles, sits with your back pressed against her chest, and growls every time she sees feels hole clench around her. she tells you to be a good little whore for her and take her fingers before she gives you her strap, and you don’t even know why she has it with her because— is she fucking other girls?

♡ mean!bbf ellie who isn't fucking other girls— she just brought it because she... well, maybe she looked at your brother's facebook before coming over and she happened to stumble across a very, very pretty girl

♡ mean!bbf ellie who slaps your pussy hard every time you yell out her name— “you better keep fucking quiet or m’not letting you cum” and then shoves your panties even deeper inside of your mouth till you’re almost gagging, and only takes them out by replacing them with her cunt, and makes you eat her out completely controlled by the sway of her hips as she grinds herself down and god— she fucking needs it because getting off to you from knowing you were right next to her room truly wasn’t enough so she makes sure you make her feel good, and pats your cheeks every time your tongue swirls around her clit just right.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who straps you down on the bed, whispers short circuited “take it. take it. take it” every time it hits that one spot inside of your cunt, and makes you whisper in her ear to fuck you harder and faster because hearing your sweet little voice saying these obscenities is making her clit pump and brush on the bottom of her harness just right. “you gonna be my good fucking girl— make me fucking cum inside you? hmmph?”

she can’t help but… ask you,

“you want your brother to know how much of a fucking slut you are? letting his best f—fucking friend fuck you like this?” and all you can do is whine and hiccup broken sobs of “n—no ellie dont want him to know!”

“think you fucking do— if you keep on fucking screaming like this”

♡ mean!bbf ellie who… makes you cockwarm her strap while watching tv. this time, she doesn’t kick you out. with your brother’s eyes glued to the screen, watching E.T, it’s very easy to miss out on the bulge that’s hiding inside of ellie’s sweats. she signals you to come sit on her lap, and you just nod and whisper “no”, because what if he see’s— but she grabs your waist, slides you to sit right on her lap, pulls your pants and your panties down, and god— you’re already soaking just from being around her. she makes you roll your hips down her strap, separating your pussy lips apart and rub yourself all over it, guiding your motions with her hands. she can barely keep quiet herself because the way you whimper so softly and slap a hand on your mouth makes her lose it. she knows you wont be able to keep quiet if she bounced you up and down.

“stop being so loud” your brother snickers, and he almost… almost turns his head to the side. if he looked— he’d see his little sister sitting right on his best friend’s lap. that same best friend who kicked you out, same best friend who teased and mocked— what if he sees?

“shh… shh— just sit on it” she whispers in your ear and you shiver. you obey, and move your hips up. its almost too big, you have to swallow a screech when it slides inside of your hole. you want to bounce on it so bad, but your brothers still fucking awake. she almost snickers at how easily it went up inside, your slick completely swallowing it whole, but she stops herself. her could wake up at any given moment.

“keep on sitting on it” she grabs your thighs and digs her nails into them. “don’t move” and whenever you do—, eagerly attempting to disobey her, she pulls you down and grinds you deep on it, making sure you're caged inside. when she hears the quiet shores of your older brother sound asleep in the background, she starts fucking it into you deep. she thrusts her hips forward, and you don’t even have to move a muscle, you really did earn it after all.

"such a good fucking girl— have to make it up to you"

♡ mean!bbf ellie who sneaks little spanks, and grabs your tits whenever no ones looking, creeping up on you from behind and smelling your neck— just like she did in her dream. she kisses and kisses and almost doesn’t care if she gets caught— she has only three days left.

will you go away with her, or are you going to have to wait till next year’s visit? <3

[addisonnie]

ohhhh this is so fun!!! thank you!!

nadine, amy march, steve harrington, rory gilmore, schmidt, lexie grey

tags!: @elliesflower @seattlesellie @totheblood and anyone else that wants to do it! lol can’t think of any other usernames right off the dome.

characters that I think are very me-coded.... but I can't possibly explain how (tag game)

tagged by @bastardmandennis hehhehe thank u!!!

no presh tags: @chaotic-mystery @tightjeansjavi @swiftispunk @autisticgodot @lovers-liability @darkroastjoel

[addisonnie]

The new. J̶̧̨̨̧̡̡̧̢̡̨̥͉̞̰͓̦͇̗̺̫̖̱̠̗̹̳̻̟͕̹̮͕̀̽̿͆̀̌͛̈́̓̇́̑̂̀͒͐̔̒̇̅͐̌͑̀̃̌̃̅̔̀͌̆͑͒̈̊͆͌͂̒̉͗̽͂̓͊͐̊̈́̔̔͌͐̂̍̈́̐̑̅͛̂̌̐̍̒̂̿̐͌͊͋͌́͊̈̎͊̇̔̔͊̚̚̚͘͠͝͝i̷̧̨̡̨̨̨̨͇̲͙̼̫̥͍͉̯̼̪̫͉̭̺̟̱͓̘̺͔̠̲̳͓͓͖͓̹̙̙͙̖̳͎͔̰͕̬̮̜̥͈̦͍͚̝̝̳̻̣̬̖̗̘̥̱̣̼̣̟̻̻̭͈̪̰̹̝̣̞͉̝͈̖̞̼̼̮͇̮̳͚̅͒̀́̎̆̉̿͐̋͒͜͜͜m̸̂̾̏̍̄̒͛̽̃̄̀͂͒̆̅̈́͛̂̌̿̓͗̽̔̕̚̕̕͝͠͝͠͝͝͝��̨̧̡̨̨̢̢̛̛̛̫̗̠͓̖̥͕͈̼͇̲͕̪̯̯̺̱̪̬̖̘̲̘̰̪̙͔̥͍̥̗͔̱̖̦͖̰̺̲̭̮̲͎̩̗̮̦̯̺̹͍̪̭͎̠͓̲̪̙͎͈̰̪̲̒̊̎̄̍͗͗́̇̈́̌̿̈̔͆̑̉̍̇̑̄̿͌̓̂̄͗̆́͑̋̋̚͜͜͝͠m̸̢̢̧̡̧̨̢̢̢̢̡̨̨̛̛͉̭̯̼̬̪̤̤͓̼̠̗̭͚͓̩̹͈̖̻͖̠͙̘̩̖̞͖͕̩̱͔̜̮̮͖̘̪̻̗̻̥̖̠̣̝̼̯̟͉̲̲͇͉͙̮̰̞̼̦̻̲̯̬̻̣̙̬͍͖͓͚̫̖̼̟̝̹͚͖͚͂͋̍̒̒͋̋̉͗̐͆̍̑̓̍̂͐͋͗̓̀̇̂͊̈̊̇͗̒̍̈́̿̂̑̓̎̇̓͆̆̒͛̄̐̈͘̕̚̚͜͜͜͜͝͝͠ͅͅͅẏ̵̡̨̨̧̢̡̨̨̛̙̘͍̙͉̭̻̰͚̠̺͇̱͈̞̣͉̻̜͕̤̫̜͚̦̠͉̳̰̥̙̩̞̭͍͔̯̰͎̩̳̠̮̜̲̼͇͕̜̬̱̞̣̝̭͉̣͖͖̗̰̝͕̗̤̫̳̠̬̯̺̣̖̼̬͔̜̭̙̰̭̹̩͔́̽̈́̈́̏̓̂̋͐͊̋̈̅̔͋̃͒̈́͋̆̉́̃͑̾͂͂̿̑̇̾͂͑̑̊̑́͐̌͊͛̈́͛̒̉̎̓͂͋̀̊̅͗͆͐͆̄̔͐̉̓̀̓̇̊͆̔̂̄̔͛̀̀͛͆͆̑̓̊̄̌̓͒͑̅̚̚͘͘͘͜͜͜͠͝͝͠ ̵̢̢̧̡̛͈̞̩̤̲̺̦̼̼͉̮͚̰̤͇̰͔͙̮͔͇̟̙̝͔̾̇̉̀͒͒͒͒̿͗̌̇͒̅͒̈́̀̂̋̒̓̎̄͆͂͗͂̍͐̄̓̏́̒̽͊̾̐̎̇̑̏̇̿̈́̋̔́̆͒̃͆̌̆̿̆̒͌̌͌̐̏̓͆̐̎̊̃̀̅̇̀̈̚͘̚̕͝͠͠͝͝͝͠͝͠͠͝͠ͅF̸̢̨̧̛̥̩̖̠̰͈̥̲̖̰͙̞̣͓͔̰͓̫̣̹͕̤̞͍̮͍̱̦̊̿̈́͛̄̂̓͋͌̒͆̌̅̌̀̊͗̅̽̏̇͛̂̋͆̋̍̾̊̍̇͛͐͑̂̍̑̓͂̃̋͌̍͋͒͌̑̒̿͒̑̊́͛͒́͌̀͊̾͘͜͜͝͝͠͠ͅą̷̡̡̨̡̛̱͕̬̭̣̬̹̤̬͚̬͖̼̻̰͖̗̫͍̜̭̖̙̼͇̰͕̫̪̼̙͓̭͕͖͚̹̪̔̑͊̽͐͋̔̋̓̂̔̓̀̓̌́̀̔̀̿͐̓̂̐͗̅̆̇͛̔̉̄́̂̉͗̌̓̊̌̈́̐͒͛̈́͑͆̉̉̓̎̔̄̉̕̕͘͠͝͝ͅͅl̸̢̢̨̨̢̧̛̩͚̜͙̣͉̙͍̻̯̮̞̖̥̥̗̗̩̳͈̹̦̗̪̺̗̲̘͕̣̻͓̗̻̜͔̦̦͓̥̻̯͚͔͎̜̭̝̫̣̻̟̻̤̙̩̥̟̤̭̳͙̣̳̝͓̲̼̜̤̞̱̫̲̘̩̪̼͍̥͕̤̥̠̜͎͉̇̓̓̄̄̄̓̋̈́̃͗̈̇̈̋̿͒̽̎̌̏̐̂̓̈͗̆̓͐̄̀̎̽̉̅̐̐͋̽̃̎͌͆̓͐̇̈́̇̋͛̆̉͛̒͛̑̽̈́̈̇̂̎̇͊̄͂̔͋̈́́̚̕͘͘̕̚͜͝͝͝͝͝ͅl̷̡̛̛̛̛̯͕̯̟͓̭͉͚̮̈́̓͑̉́͛̄̄̌͛̔̃̽̓͐̎̓̈́͛̑͋̋̄̀̽͗̌̈́͆̎̔̎̀̌͌͂̆̓͂̈́͊́̾̈́͒͂̇͒͊̆̑̃͊̂́͒̅̈́̊̇͌̂̑̑̚̕̚͝͝͝͠͝ȍ̴̡̨̤̳̥̪͉̳̘͖̖̲̼̞͉̫̰̘̙͖͕͖̪͚̙̮̙͕̣̳̼̻̦͍̪̞͇̪͍̪͙̫̝͇͚̟͚̘̞͉̲̯̺̰̳͉̲͜n̶̨̢̡͇͔̖̦̲̪̱͇̮̥̠̩͇̫̞̺̩͎͙͍̠̬͍̫͙̂͆̄̓̋͛̽͋̀̂̿̐͂͑͌̑̓̓͌̐͒̂̕͘͘͘͠ͅ J̶̺̦̺͈̘̰͕̑̃͂̚ḯ̷̡̦̣͚̹̫̫̈́ͅṁ̷̺͉͍̿m̶̺̯̺̣͙̙̜̿̈́y̵̥̲͉͆͗̂̀͌͗̀͘ ̴̲͕͒F̴̢̼͕̝̯̫̪̑͐a̴̗̓̀̈́̋̄͌́ļ̴͙̺͇̤̓́̒̕l̸̦̱͕͉͓̥̿̔̒̔́͠ó̷̻̥̼̝̤ṋ̴̬̑̑̌͊̂̓͋̕

❤️Jimmy ❤️ Fallon ❤️

[addisonnie]

probably gonna get hate for this but i don’t really care! the quality of fics in this fandom has gone down an immense amount. i love smau fics (social media alternate universe) as much as the next person but please let’s give it a rest unless you’re actually going to make it good. the amount of subpar smau fics i’ve read this week is so insane. random ocs who don’t really add to the plot and aren’t funny. the entire gc shitting on jesse and dumbing him down a crazyyy amount. predictable plots that aren’t interesting at all. please. i’m begging you. we’ve seen enough. that being said there are some good writers who are putting out some good smau fics! don’t wanna name names but i think you know who you are…

[addisonnie]

Thinking about how the first fanfic I ever read was james diamond x reader (big time rush) and the reader’s name was Addison. because I googled james diamond x addison and it was about james getting me pregnant. i was fully 10 years old😭

[addisonnie]

Hmmmm i feel like feeding you a little bit so open wide my wittle princesses here’s part 1 of a (depressing) draft I never finished lol.

Nothing in the world is worse than someone who doesn’t have to try at anything in order to be good at it. Especially in academic settings; What do you mean you didn’t study and you got an ‘A’? Eat shit, honestly.

On the topic of complaining, there is also nothing worse than taking a class you believe has nothing to do with anything regarding your major. Yet here you are, in ‘Dinosaurs: What Walked Before Us?’ instead of English 2400. Sure, dinosaurs are cool, whatever.

Ellie Williams seems to really, really enjoy dinosaurs. So much to the point that she doesn’t have to take notes or pay attention to lectures for any reason other than pure interest. Yep, she’s one of those. The auburn haired girl sits directly next to you in the lecture hall, she’s constantly talking to herself under her breath and doodling random dinosaurs and shapes in the blank expanse of her notebook. Not one note has been taken in that stupid spiral-bound notebook all semester and the thought of Ellie actually studying for this class is a mental image you just can’t picture.

She really pisses you off. Her stupid lanky fingers tapping on the desk. Her stupid toned arm reaching skyward to answer the professor's question. Why does she know so much about velociraptors?

“Psst. Hey.” She turns in her chair to look at the side of your face.

You ignore her and continue jotting down your notes. She’s not that easy to shake off, though,

“Hey—hey! Do you have a pen? Or pencil, I’m not particular.” She whisper-shouts in your direction and taps her skinny finger on your notebook. You attempt to continue ignoring Ellie and write down everything the professor says, she’s facing you and breathing really close to your ear and tapping your notebook and— Jesus Christ.

The tip of your pencil snapped off from writing too aggressively, the led resting on top of the paper serves as a taunting reminder that Ellie is still looking at you.

“Ooh. Rough. Hopefully you have two extras.” She smirks at you.

You scoff and turn to dig through your bag, turning to face Ellie when you fish out two pens, one pink and one blue.

“Thanks!” She roughly twists to face forward again, listening intently to the professor once again.

The professor. Shit. Fuck. What did he just say? The largest dinosaur was the what? You’re so fucked. Thank you, Ellie.

———

“You will be working in small groups—pairs of two to be exact. The person seated to the right of you will be your partner for this assignment. And remember, this is a massive assignment, worth forty percent of your grade. Alright, folks, that’s all for today. I’ll see you all next class.” Stupid smug professor. He knew exactly what he was doing! You took a quick look at the girl to the right of you and sighed when you realized Ellie Williams was, in fact, your partner for this massive project.

“Hey, partner.” Your eyes practically roll into the back of your skull when she slaps a hand onto the back of your chair, “you and me, huh?”

Instead of dignifying her with a response, you grab her arm from the back of your chair and aggressively push up the sleeve of her sweatshirt. A tattoo covers the majority of her forearm and the skin beneath it is raised slightly, swirls of scarred skin blur beneath the leafy pattern of ink. Uncapping your pen, you write your phone number on the back of her hand.

“Well, alrighty then. Assaulting a classmate. Nice. ” Her eyes scan the digits written on her hand and when she looks back up, you’re already halfway out the door with your backpack thrown carelessly over your shoulder.

Your phone vibrates in your back pocket while you walk down the front steps of the academic building. Once, twice.

Hey.

It’s Ellie.

————

The library is quiet aside from the incessant rapping and tapping of Ellie’s fingers on the desk between the two of you. Multiple books are strewn across the table, notebooks filled with highlighted annotations rest in the remaining space. You massage your temples and squint, attempting to block out the sound of her fingertips smacking the wood over and over and over again.

“Can you fucking not do that? For literally five seconds.” Ellie looks up from her book quickly and sheepishly smiles, “sorry.”

“Whatever.”

She rolls her eyes, “listen, I know you’re mad about being paired with me, but you don’t have to be such a grouch about it.”

What? You’re not even being a grouch. She’s just annoying as shit.

“I’m not a grouch—“ she cuts you off, “—yeah, you kinda are. Oscar the Grouch.”

Scoffing, you respond, “I’m not even going to dignify that with an answer.”

“You just did.” She smirks and you groan loud enough to be shushed by several of the people sitting nearby, “just do your part of the assignment.”

She doesn’t, of course. She spends the next thirty minutes spinning round and round in her desk chair, occasionally stopping to ensure the dizziness dissipates.

“You know,” here we go again. Ellie fully stops spinning, placing both of her hands down onto the table and stares straight at you.

“Instead of reading these boring books, what if we went to the museum instead—“

You cut her off, “no. No way.”

“Oh come on!” She drags out the last syllable, “it would be way more enjoyable than this! Plus, we could get some killer pictures for that hunk of shit slideshow you’ve been working on.”

“Hey—! My slideshow is not a hunk of shit!” Ellie scoffs and rolls her eyes, “it’s pretty fuckin’ bad.”

Okay, so maybe your slideshow sucks a little bit. It’s boring and overly colorful with too much information on each slide—yeah, the more you look at it, the more it does look like a hunk of shit.

“Fine. Let’s go to the museum.”

———

The ride to the dinosaur exhibit is arguably the worst part of this project—a whole hour stuck in the car with Ellie, who can’t drive for shit, by the way. An old jeep wrangler parks messily on the street in front of your house and several shrill honks ring out from the old hunk of junk.

Here.

You slip on the shoes closest to the front door and quickly grab your tote bag, slinging it over your shoulder as you slam the door behind you. Ellie doesn’t notice you approach her car, much too enthralled in the music blasting from her busted speakers. You tug on the handle only to find that the door is locked. After knocking your knuckles on the window, the girl jumps and whips her head to face the window.

“It’s locked.” You mouth over the music, she shrugs.

“Guess you’ll have to walk.” A smirk spreads across her face, “I’m getting ready to key your car, Williams.”

She frowns quickly and unlocks the door, “good morning, grumpy! How are you this fine morning?”

You roll your eyes and slouch into the seat, “don’t start this now, please.”

Ellie huffs and turns the music up louder. Her arm reaches across the back of your seat as she turns her head around to reverse without hitting your already-damaged mailbox. Her buff, toned arm. Her tanned, tattooed arm. You can’t help but wonder how it would feel wrapped around you—no. You’re not doing this. Not with Ellie Williams of all people.

The ride is surprisingly quiet before Ellie slams the breaks, her arm slinging out rapidly to shove your body back into your seat. The force of her hit had you doubling over in your seat, wheezing out several coughs.

“Shit—shit. I’m sorry! You…kind of deserve it though.” She chuckles while you swat at her arm, shoving her away.

“You infuriate me. You know that? Like, seriously infuriate me.” Ellie fully removes her arm and drops her hand into her lap, frowning.

“I don’t know why. I think I'm pretty tolerable as far as everything goes.” She sounds genuinely sad, and you kind of feel bad for a moment,

“You just—I don’t know.”

Ellie is quiet for the rest of the ride.

[addisonnie]

I have had enoughhhhh of the “blank would never do blank” discourse when it comes to fics and the characters they’re about. Hey guess what. I don’t care! It’s fiction, first of all. Second of all, they’re literally made up characters….. if I wanna make up some more shit about them then I will???? If it bothers you that much then write your own😭

[addisonnie]

Harry styles

[addisonnie]

Guys I’m gonna be honest with you. Ive been rewatching Bones and the only thing on my mind 24/7 is James Aubrey so please forgive me for the lack of content. I’m simply in my Aubrey era. What’s a girl to do.

[addisonnie]

hi!! did you ever make another part to mine for the summer?? if not i rlly think u should lolzzz 🙏🙏❤️

Hi! Yes! It’s a series, I’m debating on whether or not I turn it into like a cliche 80s slasher (romance included, obviously) or if I just want to keep up with the cute little friends to lovers innocent vibe. Idk yet😅

[addisonnie]

ARE U EVER GONNA WRITE ANOTHER EXTRA BLURB FOR ELLIE X PREACHER’S DAUGHTER CAUSE IMMA NEED ONE MORE TO SAVE MY LIFE

Hellloooooo! Yes! I’ll eventually do more. I’ve just not been feeling like writing lately 😅 I don’t want to feel like I’m HAVING to write because then it’s going to end up not being enjoyable for any of us…. But yes! I am planning on it❤️

[addisonnie]

IM FAMOUSSSSSS

the hard way. [part iv.]

PAIRING: rockstar!ellie williams x ex-gf!reader

SUMMARY: you and ellie broke things off years ago, everyone knew this. what they didn't know was why. when a mysterious anonymous account pops up, seeming to know what happened, you and ellie are forced into talking again to find out who it is. problem is she's a rockstar and on tour, you may just have to figure it out over text.

WARNINGS: cursing, mentions of drinking/drugs, mentions of s*x

BLOGS MENTIONED: @wlfpet @rxllingstones @coeurify @elsweetheart @seattlesellie @addisonnie

A/N: from ellies perspective! also new character!! gasp reblogs, likes, asks, replies are greatly appreciated and encouraged!

masterlist

[part iii.] ⟿ [part v.]